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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 24, 1942)
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When Slade returns from the Anawotto he starts out, with only two clues, to recover the plane. The first clue Is the "devil bird” which the blind esktmo, Umanak, hears. Dr. Morlock, the "fly ing Padre,” has operated on Umanak’s eyes In the hope of restoring his sight. If the operation Is successful Umanak will be able to help Slade. The second clue Is Slade’s huneb that the lost plane and the swan-hunteP are somehow con nected. But when he flies back to where he left Frayne he finds him apparently ! just hunting swans. There is no sign of the plane. But on the way home be learns that his gas cache at the cabin of Zeke and Minty, two old prospectors, has been robbed. He tells Cruger of a third clue, the disappearance of a flyer named Slim Tumstead, who knows about both the Lockheed and Frayne’s expe dition. Zeke and Minty discover prowl ers near their camp and set out to Investigate. Now Slade is talking to Lynn Morlock, the Padre’s daughter. Now continue with the story. CHAPTER XII "What’s wrong?” Lynn asked, startled by that newer note where fearlessness had always reigned. “Cruger and I may go bust. We haven’t been able to spot our stolen Lockheed.” Lynn’s brow furrowed with thought. "But who could get away with a thing like that?” she asked. "Even in country like this?” Instead of answering that ques tion, Slade asked one of his own. "Have you ever stopped to ask what became of your friend Slim Tumstead, the flyer you fixed up after that bar-room fight?” Lynn’s frown deepened. “I’d scarcely call him a friend,” she objected. “He needed help, and I gave it to him.” “But they’d taken Tumstead’s ticket away, remember. He’s law less and reckless. And he was at the end of his rope.” "And is probably drowning his sorrows in some McMurray gin mill,” suggested the girl. "On the contrary,” said Slade, "he dropped out of sight there, with out leaving a trace.” “But what would he do with a plane?" "That’s what I want to figure out,” affirmed Slade. “It couldn’t be just cheap-john smuggling. And it couldn’t be high-grading. Not, at least, unless that man of science who calls himself Frayne is fooling us. Our birdman, of course, might be putting on an act.” “But mining and trapping is all anyone could do in country like that. He wouldn’t be smuggling out mar ten and fox.” "It's not furs, naturally,” conced ed Slade. “But why is a plane fly ing between Echo Harbor and the Anawotto? And where did that plane come from? And who’s flying it?” "You’re as bad as Umanak,” Lynn observed as they stepped into the rough-boarded surgery. "That’s what he keeps asking." But Umanak surprised them by an abrupt movement of his band aged head. “Kabluna come back,” he quietly announced. That, Lynn knew, meant the Fly ing Padre. And her quick cross to the door confirmed Umanak's an nouncement. “It’s Father,” said the girl, with her eyes on the blur of blue that fcrew bigger as she watched. He could hear her cry of "Dad!” as she ran light-footed down the talus slope. The Flying Padre’s greeting to Slade was cordial but preoccupied. “You’re just in time, Alan,” Lynn’s father asserted, “to see whether I’m still a surgeon or not. We’re going to unsheath our old friend Umanak.” Slade tried to be casual as they darkened the little surgery and ex amined the patient. But he was, he felt, the most excited of the three. The Flying Padre, after a study of his patient’s face, reached to the shelf for a candle, which he lighted “You see now?” he questioned as he held the small flame well above his head. “Me see,” said Umanak. “High or low?” “High up,” answered Umanak. The Flying Padre blew out the candle. “And now?” he asked. Slade could feel Lynn’s fingers tighten on his arm. “Me no see,” was the old Eski mo's answer. “Light gone.” Slade could hear Morlock's sigh of relief as he stepped back and stood straighter. “Me go find devil-bird now!” cried Umanak. “That happens to be my job,” said Slade. “What’s this talk about a devil bird?” asked the Flying Padre, look ing up from his instrument bag. Slade explained about the plane that had been seen between Echo Harbor and the Anawotto. But the man of medicine was not impressed. “I see planes,” he observed, “in some mighty unexpected places.” The Flying Padre’s gaze rested on the younger man’s face. “That’s mean country to meander about in,” he said. —12— “That’s all I’m getting out of It,” he contended. “And I’m about fed up.” ‘Tve been over it,” answered the man with the Viking eyes. “That’s where I took those two swan-hunt ers.” “Wait a minute,” cried the Fly ing Padre, arrested by a sudden thought “What was the nationality of those swan-hunters?” “It’s hard to say,” Slade ex plained. "But a good deal of their equipment was German. They were certainly foreigners.” "German?” meditated the older man. “That doesn’t seem to fit in." “Fit in with what?” asked the flyer. “With what’s been happening along the coast here. Short-wave sets have been picking up messages from time to time in Russian. A good part of it, they tell me, is in code that can’t be made out.” “It might be a whaler," ventured Lynn, “between here and Echo Har bor." “Then me go Echo Harbor,” was the unexpected cry from Umanak, “and find out” But Lynn disregarded that cry. “Don’t you remember, Dad, how we kept picking up stuff like that when the Russians made their trans polar flight three years ago?” “Yes, I remember,” said the Fly ing Padre. “But where are these people sending from? And what would a Russian be doing in this back yard of Nowhere today?” “That,” said Slade as he glanced down the talus slope toward the Snow-Ball Baby that floated in the shallows, “is what I’m going to find out.” A gold-green light lay over the evening world as Slade left Iviuk Inlet behind him. He was too close to the land of the midnight sun to hope for much darkness, even after two hours of heading southward. But, since his one wish was to re main unseen, he flew low over the scattered waterways and ridges, his floats all but brushing the meager spruce tops as he advanced on the thinning timber line. He flew with his lights out, feeling his way along by the stars. The thought of flying dark over a steadily darkening terrain gave him the feeling of being singularly alone in a world that had ^fallen asleep. He wondered if, some day, camps and town-sites would mark that world of emptiness. And as though in answer to that unuttered ques tion he observed the darkness punc tuated by an unmistakable sign of life. Up from the empty world ahead of him he saw a signal rocket flare and die away again. Then out of the gloom his eye caught the re peated winking of a flashlight. He watched those flashes closely, doing his best to read them. But they meant nothing to him beyond the fact that they were spelling out a message, and a message obvious ly not intended for him. Slade made a quick decision. He banked and turned, still keeping un comfortably close to the ridge crests, skimming over the broken woodland like a swallow skimming over ruf fled water. He quartered off at right angles to his earlier course, idling on until he felt certain he was be yond the vision of the flashlight sig naler. Then he doubled back until he found open water enough to make sure of a landing. All was quiet along the starlit lake surface that took up his headway. He let his plane drift in closer to the shadowy shoreline. Then, mak ing sure that all was still silence, he poled his ship patiently along the shallows. He worked his way west ward, toward the source of the rocket flare, until he came to a landing spot that suited his purpose. There he moored his plane against the shelter of a sparsely timbered bluff and took up his rifle. For several minutes, after mount ing the near-by ridge, he stood si lent and watchful. When no sign of life came to him he began picking his way carefully over the broken terrain toward the quarter from which the flashlight signals had first shown themselves. His caution be came greater as he noticed where timber had been cut along the ridges that grew bolder as he advanced He even observed where a hillside had been cleared and stripped. The scattered dikes and hollows clearly showed how a prospector had been '>usy there with pick and shovel. Slade crouched low In one of these hollows and struck a match, wonder ing if the light would show up a tell tale vein of gold-bearing quartz. But all he saw was dark and pitch-like rock. He went on up the slope, puzzled by the repeated signs of an enter prise that seemed without meaning or purpose. Then he stopped short, arrested by a movement above him. In the vague light he could see a man, a huge-bodied man stripped to the waist, moving along the ridge crest Balanced on his shoulders he carried what had every appear ance of an ore bag, an ore bag so heavy that the big body bent for ward under its weight. He seemed to be following a path that led into the scrub timber ending abruptly in the shimmer of lake water. Slade, watching from the shad ows, saw that figure return empty handed along the hilltop trail. Then he saw it once more forge lake ward, once more burdened with the weight of its ore bag. He could not be sure, but something about that great body with its gorilla-like arms made him think of Karnell. And if it was Karnell, Slade felt, the man who called himself Frayne would be somewhere in the neighborhood. That thought prompted the watch er to push farther up the slope, seek ing the cover of the underbrush as he went He crept on until he crossed a well-trodden trail and again entered the underbrush that furred the declining hill slope. From there he could see a strange-looking structure of spruce boles partly ob structing the view of the lake water between the shouldering hills. In the rocky cup behind the odd-looking spruce canopy he saw a small tent, and beside this tent he caught sight of a small campfire carefully ceil inged by a tarpaulin on four stakes. But what held his attention was a figure squatting beside that fire, a figure in a leather flying jacket. He could not make out the man’s face. But he could see him replace a cof feepot on the coals and drink from a granite cup, which he tossed aside when he had emptied it. Then the man by the fire looked up as a second man spoke to him, apparent ly from inside the tent. “Not on your life,” cried the man beside the fire. “I’ll be damned if you’ll get me to do any navvy work.” What was said in response to that Slade could not hear. "I sweat enough unloading the damned stuff,” contended the man in the flyer’s jacket. A figure emerged from between the tent-flaps and stood looking down at the fireside lounger. "You would sweat less, my friend,” the newcomer said with steely-voiced precision, “if you re stricted your use of alcohol.” The other’s laugh was not pleas ant. “That’s ail I'm getting out of it,” he contended. “And I’m about fed up with living like a timber wolf.” "But that plane must oe loaded, a ton a trip,” retorted his compan ion. “And Karnell can do only so much." Slade knew then that his guess had not been wide of the mark. The huge-bodied man who carried the ore bags was indeed Karnell. And the indignant figure standing above the man who still squatted beside the campfire was Frayne. When, a moment later, the fireside squatter rose to his feet and stood with his face to the light, Slade saw that it was Tumstead. "Your bullhead can do the load ing,” Tumstead was saying. "I’m a flyer.” “Who’s drinking too much to keep a clear head,” amended Frayne. “What I drink,” retorted the oth er, “is my own affair. I’ve carried your cargoes and kept this crate afloat, haven’t I? And now that an outsider or two is edging in on your little enterprise I’d rather like to know where I get off when the blow up comes.” "There will be no blow-up, as you term it,” was the cold-noted re ! sponse. "And there will be no edg ing in on this enterprise.” I "But there’s a snooper or two around this camp, and you know it And when they stumble over wha' you’re after I’m left out on a limt (TO BE CONTINUED/ 11,* 1 | Colorful Velveteen Is Smart For ‘Dating’ or Classroom By CHERIE NICHOLAS IT IS a triumphant program that fashion I seers are predicting for velveteen this fall If and winter. Enchanting colors, sturdy texture, ■ the dress-up appearance it always makes, together with its wearableness from the util itarian standpoint; its adaptability to versatile styling lor everyone rrom uny 101s 10 fashion-minded grownups, the fact that it is not affected by the priority rulings, and many more of its vir tues that might be cited, all con tribute to the glory and triumph of velveteen in the fabric realm today. The wardrobe that does not make a goodly showing of gay and hand some velveteen fashions this fall and winter will be the exception rather than the rule. So velveteen-con scious have style creators become they are vieing with each other to see who can turn out the most at tractive velveteen fashions. Nor does their enthusiasm end with the use of velveteen for dresses, coats and suits, for velveteen is also play ing a stellar tole in the accessory field. There’s a big thrill awaiting you In the stunning accessory ensem bles which milliners are displaying with utmost pride. For a grand and glorious uplift to your fall suit or coat you’ll find that a hat and bag two-some will come nothing short of proving ideal. These velveteen sets are to be had in lush colors that carry flattery to the ’nth degree. You can get a beret and underarm bag made of velveteen, or a chic "padre” hat over the brim of which sweeps a colorful pheasant feather. Later you will be seeing muff, bag and hat threesomes, so be on the lookout for these beguiling velveteen fantasies. The styles pictured are utterly convincing as to the charm and the style prestige which makes vel veteen one of the most to be desired fabrics that fashion has to offer this season. There is an important style mes ! sage in the dress to the left in the j group illustrated above in that it is ' made of check-and-double-check vel V.- ■ veteen. It’s a lovable gown to wear to "dates” and really as practical to wear to class. This handsome check-printed velveteen does honor to the cotton textile theme, for that’s what it is, one of those stunning cotton materials which are a per suasive argument in favor of adopt ing smart cottons for winter and fall as well as spring and summer wear. This classic shirtwaist model achieves a new look with its pegtop skirt that brings discreet and flat tering fullness to the fore. Unusual blouse fastenings clip on and off like the buttons on a military uni form. You can vision this Uress in rich autumn green or Mown or the new fuchsia tone, but there's no end to the colors available. Shown to the right in the above picture is a swank and practical "date" costume made of spruce green velveteen, with the new hip bone jacket length. The scallop treatment is most beguiling. Be it said also of this costume, as well as its two companion fashions, that they have been made to conform to the government fabric-saving pro gram in every detail as issued direct from the Office of War In formation. For downright practical ity and the utmost chic and charm, here is a costume that will measure up perfectly to every requirement. Another velveteen charmer is cen tered in the above illustration. It is just the sort that carries college girl appeal with its dirndl-front skirt, pockets and studded belt that is so smartly colorful. Speaking of school girl fashions, there is nothing smart er or more practical than a vel veteen jumper dress with which you can wear a different blouse every day if you so choose. Bright red velveteen is a first selection, or the new purple. Released by Western Newspaper Union. Fall Hats Crowns of the new fall hats go soaring to dizzy skyscraper heights. The crown and brim of the hat at the top in the above illustration is of green stitched chenille cloth which is contrasted with the black felt brim edging and crown band. The bag is of the same green chenille cloth with a top fold of black felt. There is a decided favor ex pressed for mushroom brims which are in direct contrast to the new towering-crowned, wide and dash ing, nonchalant brims. The hat be low is one of the newer mushrooms of stitched wool frise in a light shade of gold. The crown is braided chenille in gold, rust and black with j a gold, rust and black feather whirl ing upward in a dramatic manner. Lace Trims Many Pastel Sweaters For entertainment and for enlight enment as to the newer style trends, you will And a stroll about in the knitted wear departments and shops well worth while. All signs point to an outstanding season of individu al-looking sweaters. They are doing some clever stunts with sweaters, even going so far as to trim them with lace. You’ll find black lace edging or applique on the pastel sweater very effective. Then there are the jewel-bespattered sweaters you will see at evening functions this winter. You will be intrigued with the sweater that dis plays a gorgeous butterfly alight on the shoulder of a black or pastel knitted background. Rich in promise is this new de parture in sweater technique. One of the new effects widely employed is the use of brilliant jeweled but tons. Plastic buttons in colorful flow er themes are also much in evi dence on dressier sweaters. Hat and Bag Ensembles Are Simply Irresistible It is going to be a case of "must have” when you see the lovely and cunningly designed hat and bag sets made of superbly colorful velveteen which are so conspicuously present in this fall's millinery displays. You will And that these perfectly charming twosomes of bright vel veteen are just what you have been looking for not only from the stand point of flattery, for the hats in such beautiful colors “do something for you” at the same time that they add a new note of glamour to even the simplest suit or costume with which they are worn, but also for their practical qualities. 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