White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1930-02-28
GINGER ELLA
BY Ethel Hueston
| Copyright byBM MnMc

"Why, of course ! am. You know
| am. Ellen. Have you no letters for
mew
Suddenly she was aware that the
man In the. rear carried large mail
pouch. He stepped ahead OF thu
others and entered the room. The
postman and his companion followed
silently. Ginger followed, also. Eddy
Jackson stood up. The man In the
dark suit opened the pouch, and lifted
1t high, pouring out little stream OF
letters upon the table.
Then. for the first time. the third
man spoke.
"Do you claim this mail7'
"Why, Of course. I'm the only q.
Tolliver there Is. e stands for
Ellen"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute,
now. You claim this mail, do you7
You acknowledge that Il Is meant for
you? You admit this before wit
nesses?"
"Be careful, Ginger" interposed
Eddy jackson quickly, scenting trouble,
Don't say anything. Don't commit
yourself"
"You keep out Of this, young man
Well, miss. then you"
aWhy, OF course / claim It," said
Ginger quickly. "It's all right, Eddy.
It's for me. Why, I've had lot just
like It." She smiled disarmingly at
byn hn o6d0H
significantly.
"Well. you all hear that" said the
third man, in snarling low voice.
"She claims It. She's the one we're
after"
Ginger turned surprised, wide. limo
cent eyes upon his face. She did not
speak.
"Well, come across now, miss Give
us the goods. Where is this here
home-parsonage home for the blind.
you call It? don't see any signs OF
it." His voice was low and ugly.
Ginger smiled nervously. swell.
but you see, this really Is 1t. Fathers
blind, you know, and this is our home.
And the parsonage, we'll, this is the
parsonage. Everybody In town knows
| that"
, "Yeh, / know all about It. and q
pretty slick game, call It. But !
| guess we've got the dope on you. right
enough. Getting money under false
pretenses-that's what the law calls
| your home for the blind. Using the
mails to defraud, that's what the law
says. Penitentiary business. miss
that's what you're up against"
mo, oh, no. It Is true-it really IL
true. 1t is q home for the blind. fol
one blind-father."
Begging, Ell? Well, you've got Il
have license In this country. ever
for that Oh. we know your game
kid. We're on to you all right We
expected an alibi-- Shut ,up!" he
shouted to the shocked old postman
who had endeavored to interpose q
word on her behalf. "YOu shut up
and keep out of this" He turned tt
Ginger. and caught her arm in rough
! grasp. "Come along. now. and M
more monkey business"
Eddy was slow young man. SLOW
to wrath, but the sight of the grea
red hand on Ginger's slender arm
goaded him to action.
."You take your hands off that girl :
tie shouted, springing across the room
with a blind violence that sent tive
chairs spinning away from ,li1.
"Hush, oh, hush," begged Ginger
eddy, don'tl I'm not hurt oh
don't let father hear you'll Oh. please
hushis
"Bring out your old man-brine on
the whole nest" beloved the Office
furiously. swell clean house herr
while we're at it."
Ginger turned despairingly to Edd!
jackson. eddy, make him hush
Fathers eyes A shock will Oh
Eddy!'
The officer, pulling himself ava!
from Eddy's restraining hand. caugh
her shoulder with q grasp that f1uni
her half to the floor, and Eddy. driver
entirely reckless at the sight. leapet
upon him.
But Mr.. Tolllver In the small ad
Joining room had heard the unusua
uproar n his quiet home. heard Il
first with surprise, then with rising
Indignation. With one bound he en-
tered the living room, and instructive
|4ly. as In crisis one who ilas beer
accust omed to clear vision for man,
years is bound to do, he tore the pro
tecting handages from his eyes AM
dashed them upon the floor.
(To BE CoNTINuED)