The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-08-09
Convention at Duluth to Boost Lakes Waterway Project
firmed Red. "She's the luckiest
hid Aver knevO

firmed Red. "She's the luckiest
kid I ever knew"
Lucky" scoffed Jack. II sup
pose you call it lucky to get q couple
of bullets in the shoulder"
Sure" retorted Red, unruffled.
"She might have got them in the
heart. Besides, see all the good it's
going to do -"
"Go~s!" exclaimed Rita.
"Sure. Publicity. Didn't you know
Molly's writing . play? Little ad-
vertising doesn't hurt . playwright
any. Molly'll have her face on the
front page all over the country to-
morrow morning. And il that amt
a million dollars worth Of adver-
Using, I'll eat my Shirt"
$50 you're the chap who's per.
suaded her to take up filth 2" cut in
Jack.
Red flicked an ash from his cisa.
ret before replying.
$50 you're the chsp," he retorted
in%sultingly, "who loves her in a big
way?"
Jack doubled his fists furiously.
and his white, set face crimsoned
with rage. It was Zip who stood
between them. Zip, with his eyes
still red with grieving, and his boy
ish mouth swollen from weeping.
"Cut it out!" he told then, stern
ly. YOU'RE acting like a couple Of
guys in a book"
Red grinned sheepishly. "Suitors
Fight for Love of Girl Reporter"
he gibed. Jealous Swain Threatens
Police Court Man. Don't
worry, old chap. I'm not in the run
ming. Molly's told me about YOU.
She's . real little square shooter"
Jack tugged at his collar en-
barrasscdly. "~Sure-she's told me
about you, too. l didn't mean to act
like an egg. Sort Of off my head.
The shooting had me scared to death.
I'm sorry, old man. Molly told me
about the play you're writing"
Its hot stuff" Red assured them.
"Molly's hell-bent to be . great girl"
"Sure. Molly's q great kid. How
soon do you suppose she'll be out
Of the ether?" Zip was trying to
change the subject.
IN find out" Red swung down
the corridor.
well, what do you think Of that
guy" demanded Bob.
He must be all right" responded
Jack generously. "Molly likes him."
Red was back in a moment.
THE nurse says she'll see Mr..
Wells" he announced. They've
taken her upstairs. The office gave
orders for q private room and q
private nurse. They'll see that ev-
erything's okay. I'll be busting
along now. Got . lot Of stuff to tear
off"
"Oh, Mr.. Flynn" Rita smiled her
most beguiling smile. Couldn't
you keep this out Ct the paper?
Molly's parents will just about die
If they hear about it."
Red gazed at her open-mouthed.
Unbelieving.
keep it out Of the paper" he re-
peated. "Why, grille, every paper
in the country is going to lead with
1t. guess you don't understand,
you people. Why, Molly's going to
be the most talked Of girl in the
world this time tomorrow. They've
alreay telephotoed her picture.
Every civilized sheet in the world
is going to play this story. Shot
by Gunman. Beautiful College Girl.
Martyred Young Reporter. Cad,
can't you get that? l tell you, she
can get in the movies after this if
she wants. With her face, and her
build-and the advertising she's CO.
ing to get! Boys and girls, what q
break! And she asks me
can I keep it out Of the paper!" No,
Miss-there's . few things we can't
any Of US keep out Of the papers.
And one of them's that guy Lind
bergh. And anothcr's going to be
Molly Burnham."
"You don't mean" began Rita
breathlcssly.
"Oh, I don't mean she's got = life
contract for front page advertising,
like Indy" admitted Red. "But
she's going to get her little share
Of it tomorrow, friends. And the old
folks out in Snodgrass, why they'll
just cat it up!">
A nurse approached them.
us Mr.. Wells he.e?" she asked.
(To Be Continued)