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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 1, 1942)
By ARTHUR STRINGER w n.u.seovici THE STORY SO FAR: Because he and his partner, Cruger, need the money to keep Norland Airways In business, Alan Slade agrees to fly a "scientist” named Frayne and his partner, Karnell. to the Anawotto river in search of the trumpeter swan. With the proceeds Cru ger buys a plane, a Lockheed, which is stolen. When he returns from the Ana wotto Slade starts out to look for the plane. He has three clues, one of which appears to have lead up a blind alley. Slade thought the missing plane had some connection with Frayne, but when he returned to where he left the swan-hunter there was no trace of the plane, and Frayne appeared to be hunting swans. The second clue is the story of Umanak, the esklmo, about a "ghost” plane that Is supposed to come from Echo Harbor. The third clue Is Slade's bunch that if he finds a flyer named Slim Tumstead he will find the plane. Tumstead, who knows about the Lockheed and about Frayne, has disappeared. Now Slade, Umanak, and Slade’s old prospector friends, Zeke and Minty, are all out looking for the plane. Slade has just learned that his hunch was sound. Tum stead Is with Frayne, and they have a plane somewhere. Now continue with the story. CHAPTER XIII "On the contrary,” retorted the older man, “you will sail away quite comfortably on the Kovalevka when she takes out her cargo. You will be carried safe and sound to Vladi vostok, with money enough, remem ber, to give you three years of trav el in Europe and all the vodka your heart may desire." Tumstead seemed to be consider ing this. "But why doesn’t your Kovalevka show up?” he questioned. “She will come,” was the precise ooted answer, “when we are ready for her. Ice conditions have not been of the best. And we, too, have been a little slow in getting our shipment in shape.” “So damned slow,” Tumstead re torted, “your stuff won’t be any use to you. While you’re combing the icicles out of your hair the war’ll be over.” “Silence,” commanded the steeli er voice. “The men of my race are taught to do what they are com manded to do.” “And some of it,” retorted the other, "I’d call uncommonly dirty work.” “It is not for you to question the nature of my work.” Tumstead’s laugh was harsh. “No, I’m merely a flyer,” he ac ceded. “But I’m not the kind who can keep a ship going without gas.” It was the older man’s turn to stand thoughtful. “That is a problem,” he Anally said, “which we must in some way solve.” Tumstead’s repeated laugh was edged with bitterness. "I’ve gathered in everything that’s lying round loose between here and the Pole,” he protested. “And the next pinch may put us all in the dog-house.” "I think not,” said the other. “And we have a problem more immi nent.” "What problem?" “Those snoopers which you spoke of. A means must be found to dis courage them.” The speaker’s glance circled about in the uncer tain light that surrounded him. "They may be closer than we imag ine." As Frayne disappeared within the tent Tumstead groped about for his fallen cup and reached once more for the coffeepot. Slade, watching him, backed quietly away through the underbrush. But his retreat was a brief one. He worked his way down the hollow between the hills and slowly ascended the opposing slope. Then, seeking what cover he could find, he circled back to ward the lake front. He stopped, from time to time, to listen and look. But nothing, as he went, came between him and the object of his advance. That objective was the shadowy tangle of spruce trees at the water’s edge. He noticed, as he drew near er, how a rough ramp of spruce logs had been built out from the hillside It was so plainly a landing stage, to make easier the passing of heavy freight into a plane cabin, that no shock of surprise touched Slade when he peered under the matted treetops. For, standing there in the shadows, he saw the stolen Lockheed. He climbed to the rough-timbered ramp and advanced to where two filled ore bags stood together at its outer edge. He stooped over one of the bags, intent on determining Its contents. He failed to see the bare-shoul dered and burly figure that emerged from the tree shadows behind him and quietly reached for a spruce bole as long as the long bare arm that wielded it. He failed to hear any movement as the newcomer crept forward, as si lent as a shadow, and brought the spruce bole down on the stooping flyer’s head. Slade went down like a clouted rabbit. Slade, as consciousness slowly re turned to him, found it no easy mat ter to orient himself. His head throbbed and his body seemed cramped into quivering helplessness. Then the singing in his ears and the quivering of his frame merged int< the throb and drone of a motor, wakened to the fact that be \\ d « / ' — ' • * — — — He failed to see the bare-shouldered and burly figure that emerged from the tree shadows. was in a plane, and that plane was in flight. He thought, at flrst, that his bod ily helplessness was due to being so tightly wedged in between soiled ore bags and the pilot's seat But it was due, he found after an effort or two to move, to the fact that both his hands and feet were tied. Memory came back to him as he lay back trying to figure out the reason for all this. The final mists eddied away as he looked up and saw that the man at the controls was Tumstead. Slade made no ef fort to speak. Instead, he quietly tugged and twisted, in the hope of freeing himself. But his struggles were without result. The plane’s pilot, however, must have become conscious of them, for his smile was sardonic as he glanced back over a shrugging shoulder. "Coming round?” he nonchalant ly called out. "What does this mean?” demand ed Slade. Tumstead flew on for a moment or two of silence. "It means you’re lucky to be alive,” he finally announced. “That bullhead who knocked you out went back for his Luger. He was all set to give you the works.” Slade seemed to be giving thought to that statement. "What are you going to do with me?” he asked. “That,” retorted Tumstead, "is what I’m trying to figure out. The easiest way, of course, would be to drop you overboard. And that’s where you’d go, all right, if we both weren’t flyers.” “Then as one flyer to another," Slade asked, "why did you steal this plane?" Tumstead’s reply to that was a snort of laughter. “That’s my own affair,” he said. “And you should have known better than nose in on it.” "You’re flying for Frayne,” said his prisoner. “Can you suggest anything bet ter?" Slade considered that question. “Yes,” he answered, "I know something better.” "What?” "To head back to Waterways with this Lockheed, while there’s still a chance of saving your scalp." Tumstead’s laugh was hard and reckless. “Not on your life,” he proclaimed. “It’s your scalp you need to worry about. And it’s going to be some time before you get back to Water ways.” "Why do you say that?” Tumstead’s glance went over the terrain beneath his floats. "Because, a little farther on, I’m going to drop you where you’ll stay anchored for a considerable stretch of time," he said. Slade's response to that was to struggle against the cords constrict ing his wrists and ankles. But those struggles, he still found, were use less. "Are we over the Anawotto?” questioned Slade, embittered by the thought of his helplessness. "We are," answered Tumstead. "And it’s sure empty country.” Slade’s trained ear told him, a minute later, that they were drop ping lower But from where he lay he could see nothing of the outside world. He concluded, from the length of time that Tumstead taxied along the surface, that the waterway on which they had landed was by no means a small one. He could hear the grating of the pontoons on a gravel bar. "All out,” cried Tumstead. He half-swung and half-tossed his prisoner ashore, where with a still deeper sense of helplessness Slade tumbled full length along the peb bled slope. There, after taking a shuddering breath or two, he writhed and twisted about until he was able to fight his way back to a sit ting posture. "So you’re going to leave me here?” he said. "I am,” said Tumstead. "And I can’t waste time on talk.” "But why are you doing this?” persisted Slade. "Because you got too ambitious.” Slade watched the plane being warped around in the shallows. A surge of desolation swept over him as he glanced about at the ice-scored and barren-ridged island surrounded : by its lonely reaches of open water, j That island, he saw, had little to offer him. Any scrub timber that grew between its ridges, he real ized, would be too small for the making of a raft And even with a raft to deliver him from that watery prison, he further realized as he stared about at the distant blue hazed horizon, he would face a wil derness quite empty of life. “I won’t get away,” he said, “and you know it” Tumstead’s laugh was defensively gruff. “Let’s hope for the best” he said as he turned back to his cabin. He emerged, a moment later, with a sheath-knife in an old and battered holster. But as the other man un sheathed the knife Slade saw that the blade was keen-edged and long. His eye remained on Tumstead as he stepped closer, the knife in his hand. The quick look of apprehen sion that canoe from his captive caused Tumstead's dark face to crease with a smile. “I’m not that yellow,” the latter announced as he stooped and cut the cords that bound Slade's wrists together. He was about to do the same with the cords that bound the ankles. But on second thought he drew back and replaced the knife in its sheath. This, after a moment’s hesitation, he tossed a few paces farther up the shore slope, discreet ly out of reach. Then as Slade sat trying to work life back into his benumbed hands the older man cool ly explored ttae other’s pockets. From them he extracted a lighter and a package of cigarettes. A cynic smile played about his lips as be touched the little flame to a cigarette end and tossed the lighter back to its owner. "You may need that,” he ob served. “But seeing I’ve been out of fags for over a week I’ll keep the smokes.” “So that’s ail the chance you give me,” said Slade, watching him as he luxuriously inhaled. “It’s about all 1 can afford,” Tum stead said as he swung about and glanced down at his fellow-flyer. No look of commiseration softened the older man’s face. But for a moment a frown of meditation wrinkled his forehead, a frown followed by a small shoulder movement of dis missal. “Happy landing," was his curtly ironic exclamation as he turned away and climbed aboard his ship. The man on the beach waited for the roar of the motor. But that familiar crescendo of sound failed to greet him. What he heard, in stead, was Tumstead's cynically in different voice calling down to him. At the same time a package was tossed ashore. “That’s a pound of German army chocolate," Tumstead announced as he tossed still another object toward the motionless figure on the shore slope. "And here’s a can of bully beef." He shrugged when no word of gratitude came from that still mo tionless figure. “And here's something for your cigarettes.” was Tumstead’s last curt call as he threw overboard an empty tobacco-tin which struck Slade on the shoulder and came to a rest between his throbbing ^nees. Slade sat watching the plane as it taxied across the gray-blue water and rose in the air. He continued to watch as it headed northward over the blue-misted ridges and fad ed away along the empty skyline. He sat without moving until the ache in his tightly bound ankles re minded him of other things. Then he looked about for the sheath-knife. He gave a gulp of gratitude when he saw it lying there, within ten | paces of him. It took him some j time to worm his way to the knife. But a little of the listlessness went out of his face as his fingers closed about the heavy haft. He lost no time in sawing through | the cords and freeing his feet When he attempted to stand up, however, he discovered that his benumbed legs were unable to support him. He had to sit there, for several min utes, waiting for feeling to ron back to them. (TO OK CONTINI 11 • By VIRGINIA VALE Released by Western Newspaper Union. AFTER all these years il something new bobs up in the way of what Hollywood calls a “world premeer.” On October 10, RKO theaters throughout the country will present “Here We Go Again,” the new Fibber McGee and Molly picture, the cast of which includes Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy, Ginny Simms and the Great Gildersleeve. The hour is 9:30 a. m. The admission prices everywhere will be 35 cents for adults. 25 cents for children. The novel feature is that adults will be admitted only if accompanied by children! -& Metro did all right with its most recent opening. “The War Against Mrs. Hadley” made its bow in Wash ington, D. C., and admission was by war bond only—the prices being scaled from $25 to $25,000 per seat, and all seats being reserved. -* Albert Dekker, who’s just finished playing a marine in “Wake Island,” ALBERT DEKKER thinks it's rather amusing that the public believes him to be a foreign er, thanks to the kind of roles he usually plays in pictures. He’s as American as they come; his father was a colonel in our army, and Dek ker is a graduate of Bowdoin col lege. -Hi “The Pride of the Yankees," Sam uel Goldwyn’s story of Lou Gehrig’s life, goes on and on at the New York theater where jt opened. House records fall one after the other, as people crowd in to see Gary Cooper and Theresa Wright in this very moving pirturization of the career of the famous and beloved baseball player. -$ Orson Welles, who guest-starred on the Stage Door Canteen radio program recently, said that one of the most tempting offers he has had since his return from South America was David Selznick’s that he play the part of "Rochester" in "Jane Eyre.” Welles turned it down, j is determined to let nothing inter fere with any plans the office of Co Ordinator of Intcr-American Affairs may have for him. "Over Land and Over Sea,” a song composed by Alexander P. de Seversky and his wife and published five years ago, has been revised and dedicated to the American air forces. | Seversky’s “Victory Through Air Power” is being made into a fea ture by Walt Disney. -* Alan Reed, star of the air's | "Abie’s Irish Rose,” is head man at home since he brought his son the prize match cover of the boy’s col , lection. It’s the President's personal ; match cover—solid blue, with a gold i sailboat with the F. forming the masthead, the D. the mainsail, and the R. the auxiliary sail. Want to see how the FBI goes about rounding up spies? Then be sure to see the new “March of Time,” called “The FBI Front.” The film reveals the way in which Axis espionage activity was apparently permitted to go unchecked for a time, in order to amass as complete a file of evidence as possible against the day when the guilty ones were j to be rounded up. -■'f Few radio programs have attract ed the attention and praise that have come to the Norman Corwin series "An American in England,” broad cast over CBS from London. Cor win has been hailed as "the great I est American morale builder be cause he has pointed out the best in two great peoples.” -# ODDS AND ENDS—Metro reports that motion picture exhibitors believe that Van Heflin is the No. I star of to morrow: “Seven Sweethearts" is his next picture ... In “Nothing Ventured" you’ll see I.ana Turner as a girl soda jerkor who masquerades as a debutante and falls in love with a clerk in a five and-ten . . . Signe llasso, Swedish act ress making her American film debut in “Journey for Margaret," is said to pos sess all of the potential talent of her countrywoman, Greta Garbo . . . Clar ence Nash, who portrays Herman, the Duck, on the Burns and Allen show, is studying dentistry in his spare moments. These Items Are Highlights of ! The College Girl’s Wardrobe By CIIERIE NICHOLAS NOW that a college girl’s ‘‘yes’’ as to the fashion status of this and that has come to be regarded as an ultimatum it is Interesting and illuminating to check up on her style preferences. The first thought that comes to mind is the enthusiasm with which fair collegiates have gone “all out” in favor of cottons for year-round wear. The major recognition they are giving to smart cottons in as sembling their back-to-school ward robes this fall is really most sig nificant. Take for example the darling ted dy-bear coat shown to the left in the above illustration. This adorable model is made of a white fleece woven on a cotton backing and lined with gay multi-striped broadcloth which accents the cuffs and front closing, edges the pockets and forms the collar. College girls figure this to be a wise buy in that they’ll be as warm as the teddy the fleece re sembles when they wear a coat of this type, and being "comfy” as well as charming helps a lot when it comes to lustily cheering from one's vantage spot in the stadium. Take it from the college vote that here is a coat that says V-for-Vic tory in no uncertain terms. Another decision among campus enthusiasts is that they will be need ing plenty of snappy sweaters to keep them in comfort and in fash ion at the same time. Maybe a college girl's clothes allowance isn't just what it used to be. what with her being the girl behind the boy behind the bombers, by buying up those war bonds. The thing to do so as to keep pace with fashion’s demands is to bring your last year’s cardigan up to date by trimming it with oodles of chic buttons as the smart ones on the sweater to the right in the group illustrated in the above picture definitely declares. Thrifty college girls who are doing everything to save for bonds have discovered, too, that it’s patriotic to make sewing their hobby. Now adays sewing is an easy road that leads to fashion success and, be sides, it is considered smart these days to “make your own.” With the aid of one of the new thermo plastic dress forms you can cut dress construction time in half by eliminating repeated try-ons. It's worth while knowing that your local sewing center can mold your form in half an hour. And then, with the fashion short cuts they will teach you, you'll be all set to do a grand job at home sewing. If you feel the urge to sew you might try your hand at a jerkin cos tume like that shown centered in the group pictured above. This is a style easily made, especially if you provide yourself at the start with a good pattern that makes simplicity its theme. College girls adore jerkin costumes, for with a different blouse they may be made appropriate to any occasion in a jiffy, liien, too, jerkins are so chic and so flattering and so youthful looking. Brick red is the color of the fine wale corduroy that fashions this jerkin dress. The billowy blouse is a golden yellow, which goes to show how wholeheartedly campus dwell ers have gone in for high color. A smart idea is to write your name in your own handwriting across the front of your jerkin blouse, just be low the square neckline then fill it in with a signature stitch quickly on your sewing machine. Dear to every collegiate heart is pretty lounging apparel like that pic tured above in the inset. The "lat est" as shown at the national wash apparel show recently held in Chi cago is cuffiess satin rayon pajamas done in blue for the pajamas and peach rayon satin for the quilted jacket. Please underscore the word “quilted,” for there’s a perfect craze for things quilted, from negligees to smart daytime jackets with bags to match. Released by Western Newspaper Union. With Velveteen Velveteen is being combined with other fabrics this season in effective ways. When brown velveteen is paired with brown and beige hound’s-tooth check woolen the an swer is ultra smartness. That is exactly the case in regard to this charming jacket costume. A sug gestion of the military appears in the double-breasted gold button fas tening of the brown velvet jacket. The skirt is of the brown and beige check. The jacket edges and simu lated pockets are overcast in beige yarn. The newest fashions fea ture considerable yarn stitching i used as trimming. A little costume like this is ideal for early fall, with its warm colors and soft fabric. Memo to a Modern: Buy Pretty Things Here are a few fashion items that the modern girl might jot down in her notebook as "must haves." Sweaters with brushed surfaces, for shaggy effects are the thing this sea son. Add corduroy separates to jug gle as you please, also a swank cor duroy coat and a corduroy suit in beige or green or bright red. A jumper dress of denim, gabardine or corduroy should be included, and any and everything quilted from a house robe to a hat and muff two some. The new "jive coat” which is a 30-inch topper is wanted in wool. A rabbit', hair or wool jersey dress with embroidery touches. Velveteen dirndl skirt. Gingham pajamas, neatly tailored and a gingham night gown to match. Flannellette nightie for cold winter wear. Velvet date dress in a luscious color. Cotton gabardine raincoat. 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