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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 18, 1943)
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One may suffer nagging backache, persistent headache, attacks of dizziness, getting up nights, swelling, puffinew under the eyes—feel tired, nervous, all worn out. Frequent, scanty or burning passage* | nr* sometimes further evidence u#kid nay or bladder disturbance. The recognized and proper treatment Is s diuretic medicine to help tbe kidney* Krid of excess poisonous body waste. I Doan'a Pill*. They have had more than forty years of public approval. Are i endorsed tha country over. Insist on : ; Doan’*. Sold st all drug stores. ^/Wirder ' at ^PIRATES HEAD B4 ISABEL WAITT/ .rVi.trT®5 /WMIE RELEASE. THE STORY SO FAR: Judy Jason, who is telling (he story, receives an anonymous letter enclosing $800 and ask ing her to bid for an abandoned church to be auctioned (be nest day. The body of a man identified as Roddy Kane Is found in a chest in the basement of the church, but disappears a few hours later. Victor Quade finds Hugh Norcross' golf club near the chest. A fish shed burns, appar ently killing an old man named Brown. I’nrle Wylie’s pipe Is found near the shed. Suspicion hovers around Uncle Wylie's head as he tells of his only meet ing with old man Brown. Wylie Is speaking. Now continue with Judy's story. CHAPTER IX "Told me he had permission to stay in that shack long as he liked. Didn’t ask him who from. None of my business. Old shed ain’t been used since bootleggin' days, when the police rounded up a cache of liquor—'* "Hush, Wylie. That ain’t got noth in’ to do with this. You only saw the poor old feller once after that, didn’t you?” "Time he was flshin' off the rocks, you mean. Funny thing about that,” my uncle ruminated. "Cloudy day and he was over near the Pirate's Mouth. I was afraid he might fall in. There’s a path, but it's mighty dangerous. I yelled at him, and by thunder—maybe 'twas a coincidence —but he looked around and saw me. Then he disappeared. I tore after him, but he wasn’t in the Pirate’s Mouth. Climbed up the other side, I guess. Anyway, I saw his light time I got back." “Do you mean that old man got back to his shack before you did? Beat you to it?” Victor asked in credulously. "Not exactly. It was cloudy and dark, the way it suddenly does when it’s flxin’ up to thunder, but 1 could see he wasn't in the Pirate's Mouth, nor sloshing around in the waters below. I wanted to take a look at the church, knowing about the auc tion and all. Nella—Mrs. Gerry’s always hankered after that location. 1 was wonderin’ if ’twould pay to turn the building into a bungalow and sell the inn. Nella ain't so spry as—” "I don’t see—” Bessie Norcross got no farther. "The police will see plenty." Vic tor said. "Mr. Gerry, you’ll cer tainly give them much to think about. Thank you for telling us about this mysterious Mr. Brown, who's neither short nor tall, wears thick glasses, uses an earphone, but turns when he's unexpectedly yelled at, comes from nowhere just before things begin to occur on the Head, is old and apparently feeble, yet could climb into and out of that Pi rate's Mouth so rapidly that he'd disappeared by the time you reached the spot, though you tore after him. H'm’m’m, very interesting, don't you think, Mr. Quincy?” "Beats the way I manage with out my chair.” I was having a conniption over what Uncle Wylie had said about buying the church. It was ridicu lous to suppose he’d sent me the money. 1 leaned over and whispered into Uncle Wylie's ear: "Did you send me that mazuma'” "Huh?” I repeated the question, only sub stituting the word money. He acted dumb as anything, and started fish ing in his pocket, and drew out some change. "How much you want? Only got 73 cents.” I excused myself and ran into the house. It was high time I told Vic tor about that letter. He could do stunts with it; make them all write their names and compare the pen manship or something. The rooms were a mess. We’d have to quit this business and clean up the inn and start lunch, pretty soon. Some of the beds had been tossed together in my hasty search for Roddy's diamond ring, but that was all. My own room didn't even have the clothes airing. I flung them back in a heap and ran to the bu reau. The letter was gone! I couldn’t believe it. Maybe it wasn’t the top drawer, where I stuck it under the paper lining. I tried the others, knowing the futility. Then I went back to the top one again, tossing my belongings helter-skelter. There was no doubt about it. 1 got down on my hands and knees and looked under the bureau. I even moved it from the wall. No dice. What a sap I’d been to leave it in my room. Well, anyway, I could repeat the contents. But now there'd be no way to get a slant on the writing. I recalled how sprawl ing it had been, backhanded and ev ery which way, in the attempt to disguise it. There could no longer be doubt about that. I began suddenly to be terribly afraid. Did the person who tried to use me have any connection with the foul deeds whieh followed? Was I dealing with a killer? A murderer who knew I still had half a thousand dollars of his in my possession? Why the Old Harry should a per fect stranger wish to present me with a tearoom, anyway? Not Aunt Nella. She'd never let anybody do her bidding, nor pass on a sum like that. Uncle Wylie I discarded. Roddy Lane? But why should he want the old church? He did, I knew, because he'd said so. He'd also said he was planning to bid at the auction. ‘‘Prepare for some lively bidding,” he’d said that night at supper. Would he mail me cash and then bid. too? Not likely. Not unless—could he be that sub tle? Could he have chosen this meth od, for reasons of his own. and be hiding around the Head? In which 1 case he'd blown up the bridge and • killed Brown. The fire might have been an accident, but the hand I'd i seen in the sea chest wasn’t. There’s ! something about a dead hand—Ugh! I could feel little chills creeping up and down my spine. Any minute I expected to hear a voice demand back its $500. I ran into the hall, and, as the old stairs creaked behind me, I paced down, nearly losing my balance, and screaming as I went. The whole piazza rose in a mass and came running to meet me. "Judy!” Aunt Nella cried. "What's the matter, Judy?’’ Hugh met me at the stairs and caught me to him. "Are you all right?” "Sure she's all right.” Bessie got between her brother and me. "I—I’m nervous, I guess.” I fal tered, sitting down on the stairs. "It's nothing, really. Go-go on with your seance.” "See anyone upstairs?” Lily want ed to know. "Of course not.” Goodness, I mustn't give way like that. “I don’t know why I screamed. Got to think ing of—of what I saw in the chest.” "We're all pretty much keyed up,” Auntie said. “Judy, you come out to the kitchen and help me start the chowder.” But I wouldn’t. I signaled to Vic tor Quade, and when he came over to my side I whispered: "Just you. Come.” I went on into my little office, and he scattered the rest. Didn’t "Told me he had permission to stay in that shack.” they all want a breathing space? Why not go in a body down to look at the Pirate’s Mouth, and also at the golf club, to see if someone had borrowed Mr. Norcross'? Would they wait for him? Meet at the steps in ten minutes? They would. Unanimously. "Well, Miss Judy, what's bother ing you?" Victor sat down in the old morris chair where Uncle Wylie often retreated with his pipe when things got too warm for him in the kitchen. I closed the door. When 1 turned and saw Victor Quade's glowing eyes boring darkly into mine. I was struck again by his odd resemblance to Roddy Lane. If Lane had had a brother—! But I knew better. And when he smiled at me. how different from the Lane leer. Such magnifi cent teeth! I sighed faintly, think ing for a moment how handsome the man was. Then I plunged into the strange incident of the letter. "An anonymous letter, you say?" "It was merely signed—‘A Friend.’ Inclosed were forty twenty-dollar bills.” "May I see this epistle?” I felt full of confusion. What an idiot I'd been to leave it in a bu reau drawer—the first place anyone would look. I had to admit I’d been a chump: that the letter was gone. Victor began to rock backward and forward in the gawky old chair, sitting up on the edge of it now, as if the swaying movement helped him think. He shook his head slowly and smiled at me: “You couldn't know, of course, but I’m afraid you did pull a boner.” "But he said, Don’t tell a soul.' Oh. I'm not excusing myself. I know it was stupid. The ‘sentimental rea sons’ got me. And that's another thing—before the auction, when we. the guests, I mean, were all dis cussing bidding in, the Rev. Jonas De Witt used those very words.” "What words?” ’’ 'Sentimental reasons.' He'd like, he said, to own the old Quaker church for sentimental reasons.” "Used to hold services there, didn’t he?” "Said so. Not since my time, though he had the Rockville con grega—” j Victor stopped me with a gesture. 4 "I know. We want to get going with the rest of the crew. We can investigate the minister and his pris i on record later. Think you could re- , i member most of that letter? Where | was it postmarked? Notice the date?” Three questions. The postmark | had been Boston. The date was blurred, but I'd found it in the let terbox the day before the auction, which was, as he knew. July 3. "Good heavens! Was it only yester day?” Victor nodded, prompting: "So the letter came in the regular mail, July 2? Who has come to the inn since j then?” "Nobody but you,” I said. "Roddy j came at suppertime that night.” "H-m-m-m,” Victor considered, his strong white hands patting noisi ly together. “Quite a coincidence. | You get the wherewithal to buy the I church from an unknown. Roddy Lane arrives. There’s rumor he’s hidden bank funds somewhere on the Head. Lane disappears, though his car is still here. An old recluse is burned to death, who may have discovered Lane’s secret horde, or seen him uncovering it." “But-but—you’re forgetting the diamond ring!” I cried. "Roddy’d never leave that. Mr. Quincy no ticed it that night and said it was a very valuable stone, remember?” "Judy, before you do anything else, jot down the letter. I’ll go along out now. You might tear out the page of signatures in your inn register. Copy that, couldn’t you? Maybe the writing of one of them would give you a clue." I began to shake. “You think one of our guests did it—a double mur der?" "Don’t go jumping to conclusions like that. We've only one corpus delicti. There may be another in the sea. If ever we get into com munication with the mainland, we may find out.” "If we had some mush we’d have some mush and milk if we had some milk.” "Exactly. Meanwhile, whether Lane killed Brown and swam the gut, or vice versa; or whether one of the inn crowd did them both in and is still with us, the fact re mains your letter is probably con nected with it. The police will tear the church to pieces. Dig up the basement. Blast the cliff. You get that letter down, and suppose—” He checked himself, staring at me in a frowning way that made me won der where I'd failed until he said: "The rest of that money. Five hundred? Judy, he may want it back. That keep-the-change stuff might not go for so large a sum.” (My very thought.) "Have you a safe here?” I laughed at the idea. "We’re poor,” I reminded him. "Taking boarders! “Well, don’t keep it on your per- j son. Were they new bills? In se quence?” “In sequence? The numbers? I didn’t think to look at them very closely. They weren’t new. Old, I’d say. Not in order as you might get them from a bank." “They wouldn’t be. Whoever sent them is far too clever. Put them back in your drawer. Might be a good idea to tell everybody about the letter you received, its loss, and that whoever took it would find the cash in the same place. I don’t want you to go away by yourself after this. Keep with somebody you can trust all the time—like your aunt or your uncle.” It was then I confessed Aunt Nella was really no relative of mine, nor her husband, either. I could trust him, Victor said, and the way he glanced at me made me blush till I was afraid he’d see it. I reached for the register to hide my confusion, and opened it at the blot ter. “Mr. Quade. look! All the signa tures have been torn out!" We examined the torn ledger, hunting fruitlessly in the waste-bas ket. Victor’s eyes gleamed. “That’s where he made a boner. Did—did Lane register that night?" “No. I put his name down, though. See, back here. He was only a meal er. ’One supper—75 cents.’ There it is.” “And I suppose everybody’s been in here to telephone.” “Uh-huh. Even you—when you found the wires were cut.” He inquired then wheq I’d missed the letter, and I had to admit I’d %only just discovered it wasn't there when I went up to get it to show to him. I hadn’t looked at it since I hid it under the paper lining in my bureau drawer. Somebody wasn’t taking any chances of having his or her signa ture compared with the letter-writ ing. Maybe he was afraid of not disguising some peculiarity enough. Experts can tell every time. But now there's only the contents, as you remember them, to go by.” “Then how did he make a boner?" “Just this: If Old Man Brown came in here he'd have been seen by one of the guests. Mr. Quincy is I usually on the piazza. That Kendall j woman is ubiquitous. No, Brown didn't get in. I doubt if Lane did. His handwriting wasn't there, you say. But somebody's was. Some body who was sparring for time till he found and destroyed the lettei he'd sent you." (TO BE CONTINUED) Jewels and Dinner Hats Lend Enchantment to Simple Gowns Bv CHERIE NICHOLAS I ' I 'HAT charming custom has * been revived of wearing flattering, prettily feminine lit tle dinner hats for dress-up and semi-formal occasions, together with important jewelry to give drama and finesse to the costume. Just now it’s the fashion to dress to please the men in uniform home on furlough, and it seems according to their “say so" that they want and really need the uplift and inspira tion of seeing their wives, their sis ters, their sweethearts, their cousins and their aunts look their most charming selves. In the spirit of patriotic conser vation that now prevails it is not so women are not buying so many gowns as heretofore, but for now and throughout the duration they plan to arrive at chic and charm and versatility by means of a care fully selected wardrobe of inter changeable accessories. Especially in matter of their dinner gowns and street-length semi-formal frocks are they relying upon glamorous acces sories to prettify their costumes and give them style distinction and al lure. To add to the zest for this smart formula of a simple frock topped with a fetching millinery confection, plus striking jewelry ensembles, comes the assurance that fashion's stamp of approval is on dinner hats and swank jewels worn with either street length or longer dinner clothes. In the illustration the magic of a pretty hat that flatters, the efficacy of choice jewelry that will glorify even the simplest frock, is dramati cally set forth. 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