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t? B T1IK OMAHA SlimVY BEE: .TtTXB 27, 1915, A Detective Novel and a Motion Picture Drama 300 Presented by This Newspaper in Collaboration With the Famous Pathe Players. mace? CMiie Featuring: Miss Pearl White Elaine Dodge Mr. Lionel Barrymore Marcius Del Mar Read it Here KOY-T1.E.1 See IT All in Moving Pictures. WRITTEN BY ARTHUR B. REEVE The Weil-Known Novelist and the Creator of the "Craig- Kennedy" Stories Dramatized Into a Photo-Play by Chas. W. Goddard, Author of "The Perils of Pauline," "The Exploits of Elaine.' Everything you red here today you can see in the fascinating Path .Motion Picture at the Motion Pic ture Theater thU week. Next Sun day another chapter of "The Ex ploits of Elaine" and new rathe reel. (Copyright. Ju, by the Star Co. Foreign Rights Reserved.) All Synopsis ot Previous Chapter After the finding of Wu Fang's body and Kennedy's disappearance a submar ine appears the following morning- on Uie buy. A man plunges overboard from It 'and .trims ashore. It la the entrance of Marclua ImI Mar Into America. At the Dodge home one of Wu Fang's men la trying to obtain Information of Kennedy and the loat torpedo. Ilia plan ,1a blocked by Del Mar's arrival, who aleo succeeds In winning Klatne's confidence. Iter she la warned by a little old man to be careful. Del Mar'a ml. Ion at the Itodjre houae waa to locate and recover the torpedo. He would have been suo ressful had It not been for Elaine's &K. Xusty. who dug- It from the flower pot. while Del Mar and Elaine were talking only a few feet away. Kuaty carried the torpedo to the attic. The little old man meete Iwl Mar at the Dodge home. They draw guns together, gasea from the ax plodrd ahella of the old man'a revolver overcome D0 Mar and Elaine, and the old man of myalery disappear.. Where the Chase Led CHAPTER H. So confident waa Blaine that Kennedy waa still alive that ahe would not admit to heraelf what to the reat of us seemed obvious. , She even refused to accept Aunt Jose phine's hints and decided to give a mas querade ball which ahe had planned as the last event of the season before she closed the Dodge town house and opened her country house on the shore of Con necticut. It was ahortly after the 'strange ap pearance of the fuaay old gentleman that I dropped in one afternoon to find Elaine add reaping Invitations, while Aunt Jose phine helped . her. As we chatted, I picked up one from the pile and me chanically contemplated the address. "M. Del Mar. Hotel La Coste, New Tork City." "I don't Uka that fellow." I remarked, shaking my head dubiously. 'Oh, you're Jealous, Walter," laughed Heine, taking the envelope away from me and piling tt again with the others. Thus it was that In the morning's mall, Del Mar, along with the reat of us, re ceived a neatly engraved little Invitation: "Miss Klalne Dodge requeata the pleas ure of your presence at the masquerade ball to be given at her residence on Fri day evening, June 1." "Good!" he exclaimed, reaching for th telephone, "I'll go." a a a In a restaurant In the while light dis trict two of those who had been engaged in the preliminary plot to steal Kenne dy s wireless torpedo modol, the young woman ethnographer who had I etrayed her trust and the man to whom she had passed the model out of the window In Washington, were seated at a table. So secret had been the relations of alt those In the plot that one group did not know the other and the strangest meth ods of communication had been adopted. The man removed a cover from a dlah, l.'ndenieath. perhaps without even the waiter's knowledge, waa a note. "Here are the orders at last," ha whls pared to the girl, unfolding and reading the note. "Iook. 'The model of the tor. redo is somewhere In her house. Oo to night to the bell as a maaquerader and search for It." "Oh. splendid'" exclaimed the girl. "I'm reay for a little society after this grind. Pay the check and let's get out and noose our costumes." The man paid the check and they left hurriedly. Half an hour later they were at a costumer's shop choosing their dis guises, both careful to get the fullest masks that would not excite suspicion. It was the night of the masquerade. During the afternoon Klalne had been thinking more than ever of Kennedy. It all seemed unreal to her. Mora than once she stopped to look at hla photo graph. Several times she checked herself on the point of tear a . "No," she said to herself with a aort of grim determination. "No he la alive. He will come back to me he will." . And yet sie had a feeling of terrlfle loneliness which even her moat powerful efforta eould not throw off. Brie waa de termined to go through with the ball, now that shs had started It. but she was really glad when It came time to dress; for even that took her mind from her brooding. As Maria finished helping her put on a very effective and conspicuous costume. Aunt Josephine entered her dresalng room, "Are you ready, my dear?" she aafced. adjusting the mask which she carried so mat no one woum recognise her as Martha Washington. "In Just a mlnuts. Auntie," answered Elaine, trying hard to put out of her mind bow Craig would have liked her dreea Somewhat earlier. In my apartment. I hsd been arraying myself aa Boum-Boum and modestly admiring the Imitation X made of a etreue clown as I did a couple of comedy steps before the mirror. But I waa not really so light-hearted. I could not help thinking of what this) night might have been if Kennedy had beea alive. 1 Indeed, I was glad to take up my white mask, throw a long ooat over my outlandish costums and hurry off In my walling car In order to forget everything chat reminded me of hint la the apart ment. Already a continuous stream of guests wss trickling In through the canopy from the curb to the Dodge door, carriage and great gaping from the crowd on the sidewalk. As I entered the ball room It ws really brilliant and pic turesque assemblage. Of couree, I recognised Elaine In spite of her mask, almost Immediately. Characteristically, she was talking to the one moat striking figure on the floor, a tall man In red a veritable Mephiatopheles. As the muaio started, Elaine and his satanlc majesty laugh ingly fox-trotted off but were not lost to me In the throng. I soon fcund myself talking to a young lady in a spotted domino. She seemed to have a peculiar fascination for me. ' yot she did not monopolise all my at tention. As wo trotted past the door, I could see down the hall. Jennings was still admitting late arrivals, and I caught a glimpse of one costumed as a gray friar, hla cowl over his head and hla eyea maaked. Chatting, we had circled about to the conaervatory. A number of rouplea were there and, through the palms, I saw Elaine and Mephisto laughingly make tholr way. As my spotted domino partner and I swung amund again, t happened to catch another gllmpso of the gray friar. He was not dancing, but walking, or rather stalking, about the edge of the room, gazing about aa If searching for someone. In the conservatory, Elaine and Mehiato had aeated themselves In the breese of an open window, somewhat In the shadow. "You art Mis Dodge," he said earn- eatly. "You know me?" ahe laughed. "And you?" He ralaed hla mask, disclosing the handsome face and fascinating eyea of Del Mar. "I hope you don't think I'm here In character," ho laughed easily, aa she started a bit. "I-I well, I didn't think It was you, alio blunted out. . "Ah then there Is someone else you care more to dance with?" "No no one no." "I may hope, tr jn?" He had moved closer and almost touched her hand. The pointed hood of the gray friar In the palma showed that at laat he saw what ho sought. "No-tjO. Ploase xouee me," she murmured rising and hurrying back to the bsl) rem. A subtle smile spread over the gray friar's masked face. Of course, I had known Klalne. Whether he knew me at once I don't know or whether it was an accident, but she ap proached mo as I paused In the dance a moment with my domino girl. "From the sublime to the ridiculous." she cried excitedly. My partner gave her a sharp glnnce. "You will excuse me?" she said, ami. as I bowed, almost ran off to the con servatory, leaving Elaine to dance off with me. his gun ready, he lifted tip the maak of the domino girl, Bo It's you." he grunted. lis was about to lift the maak of the Mexican, when the bolero leaped at hliu. Del Mar plied In. But sounds downstairs alarmed them and the emissary, released, fled quickly with the girl. The gray friar, however, kept his hold on Mephlatophelea, as if he had been wrestling with a veri table devil. Down In the hall, I had again met my dotnlno rlrV. a few minutes after I had resigned Elnlno to another of her numerous admirers. "I ttviugh you deserted me," I said, somewhat phiued. "You deserted me," she parried, ner vously. "However, PU forgive you If you'll set me an Ice." I haatened to do so. But no sooner had I gono than Do Mar atalked through tha hall and went upatalra. My domino girl waa watching for him, and followed. When I returned with the Ice, I looked about, but she was gone. It was scarcely a moment later, however, that I saw domino girl of the night before who handed her a note snd sat down, looking about ao demurely, while Elaine read: "My dear Mies Dodge: "The bearer. Miss nertholcll. la an oporatlve of mine. I would appreciate It If you would employ her in some ca pacity In your house, as I have reason to believe thst certain foreign agents will soon make another attempt to find Kennedy's lost torpedo model. Sincerely, "M. DEL, MAR." KJalne looked up from reading the note. Miss Bertholdl waa good to look at, and Klalne liked pretty girls about her. "Jennings," ahe ordered, "call Mnrle." To the butler and her maid, Elaine gave the moat careful instructions re garding llsa nertholdl. "She can help you finish the packing, first," ahe con cluded. The girl thanked her and went out 'with Jennings and Marie, asking Jen nings to pay her taxicab driver with money she gave him. which he did, bringing her grip Into the house. Later In the day, Elaine had both Marie and Bertholdl carrying armsful of dree ses from the closets in her room tip to the attlo, where the last of her trunks "Hello," he nodded to a girl In the booth. Bertholdl nodded back snd he took hla seat. Hhe had begged an hour or two off on some pretext. Outside the restaurant, a heavily bearded man had been atanding looking Intently at nothing In particular when Bertholdl entered. Aa Bailey came along, he followed and took the next booth, his hat pulled over his eyes. In a moment he waa listening, his ear close up to the partition. "Well, what luck?" asked Bailey. "Did you get a clue?" "I had the torpedo model In my hands," ahe replied, excitedly telling him the atory. "It Is In a trunk marked "K. DoJgc." " all this and more the bearded stranger drank In eagerly. A moment later Bailey and Berthodl left the booth and went out of the res taurant, followed cautiously by the stranger. On the street the two emis saries of Del Mar stopped a moment to talk. "All right, I'll telephone him," she said aa they parted in opposite directions. The stranger took an Instant to make up his mind, then followed the girl. She R : - i i i.vV 'Hfmj VUj -"jl'A i: i ti l - 'kmm:$mk it Dal Mar was lying on the floor, bound and gagged, before the opn safe. her hurry downstairs, accompanist by were being packed. On one of the many the Mexican bolero. I stepped Hoi ward trips, Bertholdl came alone Into the attic. Del Mar, quite surprised at the sudden flight ef Elaine from his side, followed more slowly through the palma. As he did so he passed a Mexican at tired In brilliant native costume. At a algn from IM Mar ho paused and re ceived a small package which Del Mar slipped to Mm. then passed on as though nothing had happened. The keen eyea of the tfray friar, however, had caught the little action and he quietly slipped out after the Mexican bolero. Just then the dofnlno girl hurried Into the conservatory. "What's donng?" ahe aaked eagerly. "Keep clcae to ine." whispered Del Mar, as she nodded and they left the con servatory, not apparently together. , Upstairs, away from the gayety of the ball room, the bolero made his way until ha earns to Elaine's room, dimly, lighted. With a quick glance about, he entered ra itlously, closed the door, and approached a closet which ha opened There waa a safe built Into the wall. As he stooped over, the man unwrap ped the package Del Mar had handed him and took oat a curious little instrument. Inside waa a dry battery and a moat peculiar li.atrument, something like a little fiat telephone transmitter, vet attached by wires to ear . pieces that fitted over the head after the manner of those of a wireless detector. He adjusted the headpiece and held the flat lr.etrument against the safe. close to the combination which he began to turn slowly. It was a burglar's micro phone, used for picking combination locks. Aa the combination turned, a light sound was made when the proper number came opposite the working point Imperreptlt ly ordinarily to even the most sensitive ear, to an ear trained It was comparatively easy to recognise the fall of the tumblers over this microphone. Aa he worked, the door behind hlra opened softly and tha gray friar entered. closing It and moving noiselessly over back of the shelter ef a big mahogany highboy, around which he could watch. At last the safe was opened. Rapidly the man want through Its contents 'Confound It!" be muttered. "She didn't put tt here anyhow." . Tha bolero started to close the safe when he heard a noise In tha room and looked eurtously back f him. Del Mar himself, followed by the domino girl, en ured. "I've opened It," whispered the emis sary stepping out of tha closet and meet ing them, "but I can't find trie " "Hands up-all xf you!" They turned in tlmo to sea ths gray friar's gua yawning at them. Most poittel Ik lined them up. 8UU holding to speak to her, but she almost ran paat me without a word. ' "A nut " I remarked under my breath, pushing back my mask. I started to eat the Ice myself, when, a moment later. Elaine passed through the hall with a Spanish cavalier. "Oh, Walter, here you are,'1 ahe laughed. "I've been looking all over for you. Thank you very much, aire," ahe bowed with mock civility to the cavalier. "It was only one dance, you know. Pleaat let me talk to Boum-Boum." The cavalier bowed reluctantly and left us. "What are you doing here alone?" shs aked, taking off her own maak. "How warm It la." Before I could reply, I heard someone coming downrtalrs back of me, but not in time to turn. Elaine's dressing table," a voice whis pered In my ear. I turned suddenly. It was the gray friar. Before I could even reach out to graap his robe, he waa gone. Another nut!" I exclaimed involun tarily. "Why, what did he say?" asked Elaine. "Something about your dressing table." "My dressing table?" she repeated. We ran quickly up the steps. Elaine's room showed every evidence of having been the scene of a struggle, as she went I over to the table. There she picked tip a rose and under it a piece of paper on which were some words printed with pencil roughly. "look," she cried, as I read with her: "Do honest assistants search safes? 1M no one see this but Jameson." "What does It mean?" I asked. "My safe!" she cried, moving to a closet. As she opened the door. Imagine our surprise at seeing Del Mar lying on the floor, bound and gagged before the open safe. "Get my scissors on the dresser." cried Elaine. I did so, hastily cutting the corda that bound Del Mar. "What does It all mean?" asked Elaine as he rose aa stretched himself. etlll clutching hla throat, aa It tt hurt, Del Mar choked, "I found a man, a for eign agent, searching the safs. But he overcame me and escaped." "Oh then that is what the' Elaine checked herself. She had been about to hand the note to Del Mar when an Idea seemed to come to her. Instead, she erumpled it up and thrust It Into her bosom. Or? the street the bolero and the domino girl were hurrying away as fast as they could. Meanwhile the gray friar had overcome Del Mar, had bound and gagged htm. and thrust hlra Into the closet. Then be wrote the note and laid it, with a rose from a vase, on Elaine's dressing table before he. too, followed. More than ever I waa at a loss to make It out. It waa the day after snaequerade ball that a taxicab drove up to the Dodge bouse and a very trim but not over dressed young lady was announced as "Mlaa Bertholdl." "Miss lkdfc?" she inquired, as Jen nings held open the portieres snd she entered the library where Elaine- and Aunt Jnaeplilne were. her arms full as usual. Before her were two trunka, very much alike, open and nearly packed. She laid her armful of clothes on a chair nearby and pulled one of the trunka forward. On the floor lay the trays of both trunks already packed. Bertholdl began packing her burden In one trunk which was marked In big white letters, "E. Dodge." Down in Elaine's room at the time Jen nings entered. "The expressman for the trunks is here. Miss Elaine," he an nounced. "Is he? I wonder whether they are all ready?" Elaine replied, hurrying tut of the room. "Tell him to wait." In the attic. Bert hoi id was stUl at work, keeping her eyes open to execute the mission on which Del Mar had sent her. Kuaty, forgotten In the excitement by Jennings, had roamed at will through the house and seemed quite Interested. For this was the trung behind which he had his cache of treasures. As Bertholdl started to move behind the trunk. Rusty could stand It no longer. He darted ahead of her Into his hiding place. Among the dog buaoult and bones waa the torpedo model which he had dug up from the palm pot In the conserva tory. He seised It In his mouth and turned to carry it off. There, in his path, waa his enemy, the new girl. Quick as a flash, she saw what it waa Rusty had, and grabbed at It. "Got out!" she ordered, looking at her prise in triumph and turning It over and over In her hands. At that moment she heard Elaine on the stulrs. What should she do? She must hide It She loked about There was the tray, packed and lying on the floor near the trunk marked "E. Dodge." She thrust it hastily Into ths tray, pull ing a garment over it. "Nearly through?" panted Elaine. "Yea Mlfca Dodge," , "Then please tell the expressman to come up." Bertholdl hesitated, chagrined. Tet there waa nothing to do but obey. Fh looked at the trunk by the tray to tlx It In her mind, then went downstairs. As shs left the room. Elaine lifted the tray into the trunk and tried to close the lid. But the tray waa too high. She looked pussled. On the floor waa another tray almost Identical. The wrong trunk," ahe smiled to her self, lifting tha tray out and putting the other one in, while she placed the first tray with the torpedo concealed In the other, unmarked trunk, where It be longed. Then she closed the first trunk. A moment later the expressman entered. with Bertholdl. "You may take that one," indicated Elaine. "Miss Dodge, here's something else to go In." said Berthoidi in desperation, picking up her dress. "Nsver mind. Put It In tha other trunk." Bertholdl was baffled, but she managed to control herself. She must get word to Del Msr about that trunk marked "E. Podge." Late that afternoon, before a cheap restaurant, might have been sera our old friend who hsd rod as Balky and aa th Mexican. He entered the restaurant ad made hia way to the first of a row continued down trie street until she csme to a store with telephone booths. The bearded stranger followed still, into the next booth, but did not call a number. He had his ear to the wall. He could hear her call Del Mar. and although he did not hear Del Mar's an swers, she repeated enough for him to catch the drift. Finally, she came out, and the stranger, instead of following her further, took the other direction hur riedly. a Del Mar himself received the news with keen excitement. Quickly he gave in structions and prepared to leave his rooms. A short time later his car pulled up before the La Coste and, in. a long duster and cap, Del Mar Jumped In, and was off. Scarcely had his car swmur up the ave nue when, from an alleyway down the atreet from the hotel, the chug-chug of a motorcycle sounded. A bearded man, his face further hidden by a pair of goggles. ran out with his machine, climbed on and followed. On out over the country Del Mar's car pod. At very turn the motorcycle dropped back a bit. observed the turn, then crept up and took It. too. So they went ror some time. ' . On the level of the Grand Central. where the trains left for the Connecticut shore, where Elaine's summer home was located. Bailey was now edging his wsy through the late crowd down the plat form. He paused before the baggage car Just as one of the baKgage motor trucks rolled up loaded high with trunks and bags. He stepped back as the men loaded the luggage on the car, watching carefully. Aa they tossed on one trunk marked "E. Dodge," he turned with a subtle look and walked away. Finally he squiimed around to the other platform. No ono was locking and he mounted the rear of the baggage car and opened the door. There waa the baggage man sitting by the side dour, his back to Bailey. Bailey closed the door softly and aquoexed be hind a pllo of trunka and bags, -ess F inally Del Mar reached a spot on the ralroad where there were both a curvo and a grade ahead. He stopped his car and got out. Down the road the bearded and goggled motorcyclist stopped Just In time to avoid observation. To make sure, ho drew a pocket field glass and leveled it ahead. "Walt here," ordered Del Mar. "I'll call when I want you." Back on the road the bearded cyclist could see Del Mar move down the track, though he could not hear the directions. It was not necessary, however. He dragged his machine Into the bushes, hid it, and hurried down the road on foot. Del Mar's chauffeur was waiting idly at the wheel when suddenly the cold nose of a revolver was stuck under his chin. "Not a word handa up or I'll let the moonlight through you," growled out a harah voice. Nevertheless, the chauffeur managed to lurch out of the car ond the bearded stranger, whose revolver it was, found that he would have to shoot. Del Mar was not far enough away to risk It. Tho chauffeur flung himself on him and they struggled fiercely, rolling over and over In the dust of the road. But the bearded stranger had a grip of steel and manage to get his fingers about the chauffeur's throat ax an ad ded inaurai'.ce ngntnst a cry for help. Ho choked lilm literally Into Insen sibility. Then, with a strength that he did not s?m to possess, he picked up the limp, blue-faced body and carried It off tho rond and, around the car. ... In the baggage car, the baggage man was smoking a surreptitious pipe of powerful tobacco between stations and contemplating the scenery thoughtfully through the open door. As the engine slowed up to take a curve and a grade. Bailey who had now and then taken a peep out of a little grated window above him, crept out from his hiding place. Already he had slipped a dark silk mask over his face. As he made his way among the trunka and boxes, the train lurched and the bag gage man who had his back to Bailey heard him catch himself. He turned and leaped to his feet. Bailey closed with him Instantly. Over and over they rolled. Bailey had already drawn his revolver before he left hli hiding place. A shot, however, would have been fatal to his part In the plans and was only a last resort, for It would have brought the trainmen. Finally Bailey rolled his man over and getting his right arm free, dealt the bag gage man a fierce blow with tho butt of tho gun. The train was now pulling slowly up the grade. More time had been spent in overcoming the baggage man than he expected ard Bailey had to work quickly. He dragded the trunk marked "E. Dodge" frcm the pile to the door and glanced out. placed his two hands to his mouth an4 shouted : ... F.rjm the side of the road by Del Mar' ... , . . . rar tue bearded moiurcyciisv imu emerged. buttoning the cnauireur s clothes and adjusting his goggles to his ow n face. As he approached the car, he heard a shout. Qlckly he tore orr tne Diaca beard which had been his disguise anol tossed it Into the grass. Then he drew the coat high up about his neck. 'All right!" he shouted back, starting along the road. To gether he and Del Mar managed to scramble up the embankment to the road and. one at each handle of the trunk. they carried It back to the car, piling It in the back. Tim Improvised chauffer started to take his place at the wheel and Del Mar had his foot on tho running board to get be side him, when the now unbearded stran ger suddenly swung about and strck Del Mar full In the face. It sent him reeling back into the dust. The engine of the car had been run ning and before Del Mar could recover consciousness, the stranger had shot the car ahead, leaving Del Mar prone in the roadway. . s The train, with Bailey in it, had not gained much speed, yet it was a perilou. undertaking to leap. Still, it was morel so now to remain. The baggage man stirred. It was now a case of murder orf a getaway. Bailey Jumped. Scratched and bruised and shaken, he scrambled to his feet In the briars along the track, lie staggered, up the road. pulled himself together, then hurried back a fast as his barked shins would let him. He came to the spot which he recog nized as that where he had thrown the trunk. He saw the tramped broken bushea and made for the road. He had not gone far when he saw, down, Del Mar suddenly attacked and thrown down, apparently by his own chauffeur. Bailey ran forward, bt it was too late. The car had gone, Aa he came up to Del Mar lying out stretched in the road, Del Mar was Just recovering consciousness. "What was the matter?" he asked. "Was he a traitor?" He caught eight of the real cauffeur on the ground, stripped. Del Mar was furious. "No," he swore, "it was that confounded gray friar, again, I think. And he has the trunk, too'." e Speeding up the road, the former mas querader and motorcyclist .stopped st last. Eagerly he leaped out of Del Mar's car and dragged the tunk over the side, regardless of the enamel. It was the work of only a moment for him to break the lock with a pocket Jimmy. One after another he pulled out and shook the clothes until frocks and gowns and lingerie lay strewn all about. But there was not a thing In the trunk that even remotely resembled the tor pedo modol. Uhe stranger acqowled. iriioi. w&v lit (To Be Continued.) ecog n oft . and) ad. . v, farj Just around the curve In the railroad, Del Mar waa waiting, straining his eyes down the track. There was the train, puffing up the grade. As It approached he rose and waved his arms. It waa the signal and he watted anxiously. Had his plans been carried out ? The train passed. From the baggage car came a trunk catapaulted out by a strong arm. It hurtled through the air and landed with its own and the train's momentum. Over It rolled into the buehes, then stopped unbroken, for . Elaine had had It designed to resist even the most vio lent baggage smasher. Del Mar ran to it. As the tall light of the train disappeared he turned around In the direction from which he had come. DatBgNd F Bailk .Sanatorium This institution Is the only one In the central west with separate buildings situated in their own ample grounds, yet entirely dis tinct, and rendering it possible to classify case. The one building being fitted for and devoted to the treatment of non-contagious and non-mental diseases, no others be ing admitted; the other Rest Cot tage being designed for and de vmed to the exclusive treatment of select mental cases requiring for a time watchful care and spe cial nursing. S jipBoDtis f Ulaflime With Edw in Arden as "THE CHINESE MASTER CRIMIXAL" esse ineatrc SOUTH OMAHA Romance of Elaine With Lionel Barrymore Episode No. 2 Juno 30 If ITUIne Lad only known. It waa the of booths on one side. SFAUGniTE Theatre 17th and Vinton St. sV)manre ot Elaiae with Uoaal Barrymore, Episode No. 1 Juno 29 DIAMOND THEATRE 2410 Lake St. Bplsode , S4. fuse ts. LOTHROP Thoatro 8212 N. 24th Street Bplsode Wo. July l. GRAND Theatre 16th and Binnoy Episode No. 1 July 1 Romance ef Elaine with Lionel Barrymore em Theatre 1528 So. 13th St. Episode No. 24 Today June 27 Nicholas Theatre Council Bluffs, la. Episode No. 19 June 29 24th and Fort St. ALAMO THEATRE Ep,so"Y;o?n,3 July 2 U For Bookings: ViritePalha Exchange Inc. 1312 Farnarn St. Onaha Heb,