The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-02-05

Paragon Theater In Mansfield.
Jiminy's sister, JANET, breaks
her engagement with BARRY
COLVlN after the murder and
Jimmy goes to Mansfield with
DETECTIVE MOONEY, where
| they trace the ticket stub 20 .
THOMAS FOCARTY.
Jimmy saves MARY LOWELL.
| = Manifold GIRL, from the atten.
lions Of twO mashers. The next
! night he and MOONEY lay . trap
for FOGARTY. They follow
| him 10 his hotel room.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER *
| Come" deep bass voice spoke
from the room.
Mooney turned the knob and slip.
ped quietly into the room with Rand
ut HIS heels. They closed the door
behind them and stood facing ro-
garty.
He was sitting on tho bed, tearing
letter from it's envelope, and did
not look up'at once, obviously think
ing n bell boy had come.
| The utter silence in the room
made him turn his head. He saw
Mooney and Jimmy. The letter
dropped from his grasp. He jumped
to his feet. "Who the hell are YOU ~
he demanded.
est down. Fogarty." Mooney
strobe into the middle of the room
and displayed his badge. "Nobody's
going to start any rough stuff as
| long rs you behave yourself. We
want to ask you few questions"
| "You fresh dick. III have you
busted for this!" The veins in Eo-
garty's fat neck swelled. His face
turned several shades rcddcr.
IAN right" answered Mooney,
.but wait till get through. In the
first place, Mr.. Fogarty. did you
ever hear of Henry Rand" The lit
| tic detective was watching Fogarty
closely.
"Never heard Of him."
Henry Rand of Crafton?'' pur-
sued Mooney, his eyes still on the
others face.
"No." Fogarty shook his head.
"What's the game 2" he asked ancrily.
"Just this. Mr.. Fogarty. A man
by the name of Henry Rand-this
mans father here" indicating Jim
my-"was killed in hotel in Graf
ton last Wednesday. The room was
engaged Tuesday night by a man
who gave the name pf II. A. Jones
Of New York. That man, by the
way. had red hair" he said.
whats this, q fRme-up Fo-
garty gaVe contemptuOus laugh.
you'll have to come closer than
that"
"I'm not through yet" continued
Mooney. "ln the room where the
mur ler was committed they found
a woman's handkerchief and the
stub of theater ticket. Here's the
ticket. Fogarty." He extracted tho
stub from his wallet and tossed it
on the chair in front Of Fogarty.
''See If you recognize it."
Jimmy watched the big man in
tently as he picked up the yellow
ticket stub and examined it. by
Cod" Fogarty exclaimed, cts my
ticket. all right"
In just that fdeeting instant Jimmy
told himself that bis search was To
60 beyond Fogsrtys This. man, he
decided, was not the murderer Of his
father. But undoubtedly he he'd the
Mooney smiled as hethcld out his
hand for the stub. Sure les your
ticket, Fogarty.e And here's some
last Monday night and the man who
Grafton Tuesday night. Fogarty,
day night. Where we're you?"
ped his forehead with huge hand
kcrchief. TUESDAY night," he re-
peated. II know" he exdlaimed, his
/, eyes lighting, Tuesday night was
out playing poker with some Of Ahc
boys. In the Horseshoe Club. The
game didn't break up until nine in
the morning, /, stopped TO get some
thing TO eat and then came back
| here and went TO bed.
I "We,hl check that story right
now" said Mooney. "Rafd.. look in
the phone hook for the Horseshoe
Club and give them .. ring. Who
was with you Z" he asked Fogarty.
''Tcll him to ask for Alec Blaine
He lives at the s.club. II he isn't
there one Of the porbcrs' can tell
you."
"Try to get hold of Blaine"
Mooney nodded to Jimmy, who was
at the phone.
Jimmy had got his number. I'D
like to speak to Mr.. Alec Blaine,
Falease, If he's there" He turned TO
Mooney. "He's there. They're ring
| ing his room" @s,ss,
There, let me INK to. him." Mooney
picked un ,,the,, sleceiver. "Hell6.
Hell -Mrs Blaine! This is Phil
Mooney talking "a friesd Of Tom
FOgartys. @ Toms s4n .aslittle trouble.
want ~ know Etom yup. when was
The last time yousaaw hirh.X You did,
Ell? WHIST nig41fH. es0h yeah.
when. Hid2thc game, hre1k up :. ;.
ss'WMst am Il 4driMn' 1T Ask Tom,
heW tell you."
He hung up the receiver. "Your
story.s good as far. rs it goes, Fo-
garty, although it'll take lot more
checking than thst. Now suppose
you explain how that ticket got in
that ROOM"
There was q knock at the door.
t"Comc." cslled Fogarty. A bell boy
I deposited q tray bearing ginger ale
and cracked ice and departed.
Fogarty opened . bureau drawer
and puzzled out . bottle. "fIave Z
drink. Mr.-say what's your name,
!, anyway"
Mooney" answered the detective.
"No. don't drink"
"Mr. Randi" Fogarty turned to
Jimmy. with gesture Of the hands
toward the bottle.
mo thanks, not just now"
! Fogarty poured himself stiff
drink, mixing 1t with ginger ale and
ice.
| Mooney" he said. II can't tell
you now that ticket got inN the room,
because ! didn't 60 TO the theater
thst night: Il might sound like .
funny elih 10 yop,, but sweer ]
gave that ticket away Monday after.
noon. !" 5'