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The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-09-16
The Darling Presbyterian Church


Eight Miles NE. of Underwood
Sunday School every Sunday-El-
der A. E. Paulson, Supt.
Preaching Service every other Sun
day: The next service, Sunday, Sept
Is.
Christian Endeavor every Sunday
evening at 8. Leader, Sept. 18, How
ard Constable. Vernon F. Constable,
Pres.
The Ladies Aid will meet Sept. 29tll
at the home of Mr.. and Mrs. H. E.
Britton. Everyone welcome.
Fred w. Christ, minister.
The Congregational Church of Wing
Sunday School every Sunday at
IL a. MFRS. Clyde Harvey. Supt.
Preaching service every other Sun
day evening at 8. The next, Sept. 25th.
Everyone is invited. Fred W..
Christ, minister.
Rev. and Mrs. Kenneth G.. Wells,
missionaries to Siam who are at pres
ent on furlough. and staying at Bis
narck. will speak in the churches of
Wilton, Alexander and Coleharbor
Sunday, Sept. 18. Miss Anna Burr,
6ynodical President of The Women's
The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-09-16
The First Presbyterian Church
of Wilton

Regular Weekly Services
10 a. m. Sunday-Bible School;
Mr.. G.. Hochhalter. Supt.
II a. m.-Divine Worship with SER
mon.
7p. m-Young Peoples Society of
Christian Endeavor; Miss Ruth
Christ, Pres.
7 p. m. Thursday-Junior and In
termediate G. E.
8p. m. Thursday-Bible Study and
Prayer.
p. m. Friday-Choir.
Everyone invited. Fred W. Christ,
pastor.
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Chapter 81
"DROP YOUR GUNlp

VERY quietly, listening for sounds
' from the servants quarters, Jerry
and Stevens walked down the long,
silent hall of the west wing.
Door after door they passed until
a. last they reached hat which they
knew opened into Lucci's room. Here
they stood for many moments, listen
ing against the pine panels for sounds
OF the occupant. OF Lucci there was
not the least sound, but their hearing
was disturbed by the steady footballs
OF a nan In the next room, who ap-
peared TO be pacing back and forth
within the close confines as a ships
captain marches to and fro on his
lofty bridge. But Lucci was still out
Of the building. OF that much the
pair was sure. He could scarcely have
gone to sleep with his plans for the
night so close to maturity.
Who Is doing all the walking?' p
whispered Jerry cautiously.
Stevens glanced about, mentally
tallying the occupants of each room.
Hamilton he breathed and tip
toed to the door from which the
sounds We're issuing. Afte a moment
Of stony %immobility, he beckoned TO
the flyer, who Joined him, ear to
panel.
The man within, walking restlessly,
could be heard m~uttering disjointed
phrases. As his voice rose and fell,
scraps of sentences came to the ears
of the tense men outside.
Chicago always talking !.
driving me mad with Williams,
another word and I'll kill :"
Ten steps forward, ten steps back.
Ten forward and ten back, endlessly.
The muttering subsidized. Jerry
strengthened up and looked at Stevens
with growing horror in HE aurrH Tho
little man still crouched, attentive,
his ain face showing no expression.
The Ole rose again.
Martins pop eyes, always looking
looking can't play Garfield
with those eyes staring. Too hot
to wear wool. Price going down
Martins fault, damn him. The voice
rose in sudden crescendo. I'm kill
him and then I'll be cool again. The
footsteps ran across the room. There
came the SOUND of a key turning in
the lock.
The detective Strengthened up and
dragged jerry to a position against
the wall, just beyond the hinges of
the door. Hamilton, wild-eyed, dishe-
yelled, stepped out into the aim hall,
a heavy automatic in his hand. In an
instant Stevens had twisted the gun
out of his grip. Jerry, his powerful
arms around the slender figure of the
crazed man, pushed him, struggling,
biting and kicking, back into his
room.
TITS too hot to start anything to-
night, sir, Stevens told him sooth-
ingis
Hamilton still struggled, but his
emotional crisis had passed He look
ed, thin, haggard and old.
II must see Martin" he whispered
helplessly. IF l can see Martin for a
minute, everything will be all right.
It'll be cool again, the price OF wool
viii go up and wen have a little
peace
That's all right" murmured Jerry,
lifting him and placing him at full
length upon the bed. you'll see him
in the morning"
Swiftly, skillfully, Stevens tied his
hands and feet with torn strips OF
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He ANTICIPATED a flood Of questions.
but the girl turned without a word
and entered the living room He fol-
lowed. blinking IN the sudden change
from darkness e. light.
What, what Ashwood's voice,
suave ana genial. greeted them.
Don't tell US that YOU r tired OF
the moonlight already
Jerry had the grace To blush, hating
himself for II. Nancy, however, met
the crlpple's eyes unabaShed.
Please don't lose your sophisti-
cation, Mr.. Ashwood. she protested.
When you are ingenious, you lose
much OF Your charm.
Emory whooped ir giee.
"Touche!' he laughed gaily. I'm
less you can counter that thrust,
Ashie. you'n loSe my respect.'
"Emory," confessed Ashwood sadly.
"a rapierlike cut from a beautiful
woman never fails 10 render me DE
ienseless.' Turning 10 Mr.. Tithering-
ton, he said p~lacatingly, I'm sorry,
sir, that we Cannot continue our con-
N~ersation upon religion. I'm SURF YOU
are anxious To retire
Mr.. Titheringtan twisted his black
ribbon, inflated his chest Importantly
inc then, remembering where he was,
eNhaled violently, rose, bowed and re-
tired in some confusion.
Emory would You care to inspect
our defenses in a little midnight
stroll?' suggested the cripple pushing
himself to his feet. 4 am minded to
see what the Rallo boys are doing ON
the beach,"
Emory rose with alacrity and the
Two went out into the night. The
room seemed very empty. Jerry hast
ily seized the opportunity to tell
Stevens what De- had overheard in
thu hn..r4.. E- .4.nsF.r- -AA-a..-4
the news in silence. Then, looking
mildly at Nancy. he advised her to
retire To her room, To remain fully
clothed and To await developments.
Nancy smiled al them both and dis
appeared.
Wish | was sure things wouldn't
start for an hour or two Stevens
observed. I'D hket otake a little nap.
Let's see, now. where is everybody"
Hamilton, Mallory, Martin and
Nancy in their rooms Jerry count
ing them off ON his fingers. "Lucci
may be in his room, too, by this
time, Emory ana Ashwood out. You
and | here. That all"
"Gh huh" Tht old a his hands
clasped over one knee, considered The
problem. I'D sort of been counting
on the Teller who likes To cut threats
contributing his Il to us. If we
knew who he was, we might persuade
him.
DO you know, Stevens continued,
this double crossing idea of One
shots will help us, if luck breaks our
way. He's got the guards TO expect
ing a fight ana a lot OF confusion.
They aren't going to shoot down
everyone they see running around
outside like they would on a nice
quiet night. Thatll give us a chance
Tor our white alley.'
AS soon as Emory comes back,
let's scout along the hall and see If
Lucci is in his room, suggested Jer-
~, longing for the action to begin.
Why wait? AT least We know where
he is. It's just as well for him to be
guarding us against a flank attack
from Limpy
Let's go" snapped the pilot.
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Chapter 30
EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF

FERRY wondered how many of Ash
% woods gang We're attending this
conference.
Il got a dozen men making four
five grand a month, Lucci said.
You oughta DO that and better. Ill
advance each of you five grand when
we get back to Chi. That is If you
put this racket over tonight the way l
say"
"Wel,'' observed the pilots voice.
"Limpy, himself, always told us to
back a winning horse, not an also
ran"
Looks to me as if this yegg from
Chicago's leading the field right now
since Limpy's pulling out This voice
sounded like the guard who had brot
news Of the murder on the beach.
Were there nc loyal men on the en-
tire island?
well it's up to you guys whether
you're with me or not. But you better
decide quick. After | leave this joint
anyone who amt with me is against
me and I'm quick on the draw. How
There was a moments silence. Jerry
tried to stop breathing lest some
sound penetrate the leafy shelter.
Me, I'm for One-snot herel" A
steely voice spoke up that held a
note of leadership You fellers know
as we'll as | do hat If the mob is
going to bust up, Limpy ought to
have given us a bigger cut so we
could taxi care Of ourselves .until this
thing blows over. What's he doing
right here on this island to protect us?
Did he stop one of those swells up at
the house from cutting Di Michaers
threat last night? I'm joining up with
One-shot. The rest OF you can do as
you Damn please"
There was a confused babel of
voices, out Of which rose Lucci's,
hard and triumphant.
An right, then. Give me that gat.
That's the boy. Now the rest of you
listen for the ruckus to start up at the
house. then come up or the run. Have
your engine started and ready to GO"
jerry waited for no more. Inching
his way out Of the thatch, he turned
and crawled swiftly toward the house.
Fifty feet from the porch Jury cast
all caution aside ana raced across the
grass. A homicidal maniac at large;
AshWood, frustrated and, perhaps,
planning revenge: Lucci and the
.treacherous gangsters about to flare
up in a bloody rebellion-the flyer
knew a moment Of panic lest harm
might have come to the girl during
the scant ten minutes he had left
her alone in the dark.
What on earth is the matter?"
Her calm voice was like a dash of
ice water in his face.
"Phew!" he breathed sheepishIy.
Il was seeing ghosts! I've been list
ening to an interesting conversation.
| can't tell o about it now; Wen
to work fast. Let's 20 inside.
As soon as you can, go to your room.
come out, under any circum-
stances, until o hear my voice.
There will be trouble tonight "
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Chapter 90
A Hall OE BULLETS
THE hall leading to the guests
H. rooms r~esounned with the ~clattar

THE hall leading to the guests
4 rooms resounded with the clatter
of feet.
Martin, Mallory and DR.. Tithering-
ton burst into the living room, ex-
citedly demanding an explanation of
the gunfire. Jerry pushed them aside
impatiently and ran down the hall
towards Nancy's room.
Her door was locked. He pounded
on the panel, calling her. There was
no reply. He hammered with redoub-
led force, conscious of a gnawing
fear in his heart. Stepping backward
he hurled himself against the door.
The center panel splintered, The door
sagged on its hinges. He kicked it
into the and stood for an instant
at the threshold, glancing at the un-
tenanted bed ana at the wide open
window. He dashed across the floor.
The screen was missing from the win
dow. He leaned far out, peering about
until his eyes grew accustomed to the
darkness. A hundred yards to the
north were three dark figures running
toward the hangar. Jerry placed n
hand upon the sill and vaulted to the
ground.
At the same instant, Stevens burst
into the room, just In time to see
Jerry's hand flash downward out Of
sight. With an agility that was am
azing for a man of his years, he slid
out of the window.
Two men were pulling and pushing
at Nancy, hurrying her away from the
house. Jerry, running silently, closed
up on them with every stride. Far
over the right the machine gun STAN
mered into action. The first bullets
whined thru the palm leaves just over
his head. With despair in his heart
The pilot flung himself on his face.
The detectives voice, incredibly calm,
came from behind him.
Guess you flying fellers didn't learn
crawling up on hands and knees. "You
We're outlined against the moonlit
water plain as broad daylight"
We've got to rescue Nancy!' de-
Jerry vehemently.
Sure" agreed the imperturbable
voice, but we can't do 1t, we're dead.
Come on, let's crawl a mite"
A burst of firing sounded from the
house behind them. echoed from the
east by the clatter of another machine
-'N. The two crawling men worked
way patiently toward the hangar.
The whole island was now cracking
- the sound Of gunfire. Jerry thot of
Emory back there In the beleaguered
house. Its paper-thin walls could Of
'er little prot tior against the crash
ing bullets. The pilot wished desper-
1tely - return to his friends side.
Rnt Nancy was somewhere ahead.
The vi rant roar Of an airp'ane en-
inc thund red thru the night. Jerry
fstened carefully. II was the amphib-
AZ. The two men who had carried
had disappeared In the shadow
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Chapter 80
BEHIND THE BARRlcADES


A GUST of flame belched crimson
"a from the slowly revolving motor.
All, she'd make i'll No. C%hurning,
churning every second dragging itself
into an ~infinity Of time. Stevens gun
still barked. Another bullet ana an
other raked the cabin. Again a bali Of
flaming gas ballooned from the ex-
haust stack. Then the engine roared,
backfired, missed and suddenly burst
into fullthroated, rhythmic life, caus-
ing the plane to vibrate in every inch
OF her fabric.
Stevens figure appeared in the
doorway. In the darkness over his
shoulder, guns stabbed the night with
their vicious points Of scarlet. Jerry,
trembling with eRgerness to push
forward on the throttle, watched the
old man hesitate, turn back and fire
a full clip of cartridges. Then care
fully closing and latching the cabin
door, the detective took his seat.
The great monoplane rolled for
ward over the hard-packed shell.
Then she was free, an EARTH BORNE
bling, bird-like thing hurtiling thru
the air.
Stevens steady forefinger pointed
slightly to the left. Jerry banked
over to follow a faint red line of ex-
haust fire. AS he Strengthened out
again, he glanced Gown and backward
toward the house. From a row of
windows on the east end of the low
building tiny pinpoints of flame flick
cred from the guns of the besieged.
From three sides came answering
flashes.
The exhaust flames of the amphib-
ian were clearly visible now, and
Jerry knew that he was gaining, slow
ly but steadily, upon the northward-
speeding plane. Stevens held his be-
loved machine gun. He squinted
ahead at the fleeing plane.
How long?' he inquired tersely.
II haven't any idea" confessed
Jerry. They don't know yet that
we're following them. When they see
us they'll give her full throttle. We're
fairly evenly matched in speed.
Maybe fifteen minutes. Maybe two
hours. Have to wait till we see how
much speed they have
"Ashie, old bean, it won't be long
now!' Emory Battles smoke-be-
grimed face broke into a wide
mouthed grin as he rolled over on his
side and looked at the man who
shared the shelter of the appended
living room table.
The cripple ducked behind the
heavy shield just as 1t vibated under
the sharp smack of a bullet. His lined
face was drawn With fatigue, but the
dancing light in his blue eyes was
undimmed as he returned the others
Cine would think. my dilettante
friend that you locked forward with
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81 Gamblers Throw
@W bn Ettdtacs L.. Adaft1-

long, low building was opened The
MAJ Kissed again. There was a mo-
ments pause, then Jerry saw the
crouching figure rise and enter the
hangar. The door was closed.
Still eNerting the utmost car lest
he rattle fallen palm leaves and invite
the deadly probing of machine-gun
bullets the pilot inched his way to
the side of the building. Then he
began a slow, cautious journey around
its matche6-hoard wall in the hope Of
finding a vantage spot where he
might overhear what was going on
within.
All. Luck, He found that the rear
of the hangar was protected only by
a thick thatch of palm leaves. An
effort. he decided, to minimize the
force of tropic storms. The open back
would allow the winds To sweep thru
~unhindered, %lessening the pressure
against the structure. From the other
side of the thatch he could hear the
murmur Of voices. Leaf by leaf he
parted the barrier with his hands
and hurrowed his way toward the
Interior.
.. you guys will be outa luck,
nothing else II was Lucci's voice.
Unmistakable, that sound. he would
have recognized it anywhere.
How'll we be outa luck?" chal-
lenEtu u strange, HdTsn voice. Jerry
held his breath. New complications.
We'll | suppose Limpy's going To
remember you in his will, hey" 1t
was Lucci, again, his tone vibrant
with scorn. What are you going to
do when he makes his fade-out, hey?
He's going to lam for his swell priv
ate yacht and retire, he says"
law, Limpy's treated us right A
new voice entered the discussion, but
there WAS an mnHarpurrpnf of nm
certainty in the statement that Lucei
was quick to detect.
What do you mean, treated you
right You're a good pilot, amt you?
You could have made twice as much
flying for my mob as you've got now,
and You wouldn't be facing a shift
for yourself, now. either. Sure. Linn
py's split with you birds. / split with
mine, too. Listen, you guys: I'll lay
you five to one that I've split grands
with my gang while Limpy's been
splitting centuries"
Maybe So" agreed the doubtful
one, who was apparently, n Of the
pilots of the amphibian. But your
men get bumped off SO fast the
money don't do them any good
"Pah!' Lucci's voice was contempt
uous. "A few torpedoes and muscle
men get too slow drawing their heats
That isn't what / want you for.
want you birds for the smooth stuff.
The brain work, see? Murphy, here.
will boss the flock of new flyers I'm
getting together. This aviation rack
ct is a new one to me, but there are
millions in it and I'm going to hop
on it good. The rest of you will be
collectors ana Tommy men. And" he
added significantly. you can trust
me never to lam out on you when
things get hot and leave you to shoot
it out with the dicks, seq"
What do we stand to make If we
come over to you?" This was from a
man who had not spoken before.
Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-07-06
SANTIAGO Chile

SANTIAGO, Chile - Shank's
mare subbed for street cars be-
cause conductors and all other
street railway employees we're Civ
en- time off TO celebrate the new
Socialist government
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all so merry?' Ashwood sighed, then
cast a sardonic glance at Jerry and
Nancy. why so pensive, bride and
bridegroom? You are not, by chance,
regretting your rashness already?"
jerry faced him, his eyes glinting.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
HUSTLE NO VIRTUE
IN CHINESE EYES

If were to try to sum up in
phrase the main difference between
the Chinese and ourselves, l should
say that they, in the main, aim at en-
joyment, while we, in the main. aim
at power. We like power over our
fellowmen, and we like power over
nature. For the sake of the former
we have built up strong states. and
for the sake of the latter we have
built up science.
The Chinese are too lazy and too
good-natured for such pursuits. To
say that they are lazy is. however,
only true in certain sense They
are not lazy in the way of tropical
peoples; that is to say. the Chinese
will work hard for their living. EN-
ployers of labor find them extraordi-
narily Industrious. But they will not
work, as Americans and western Eu-
ropeans do. simply because they
would be bored If they did not con-
tinue doing their daily work.
Nor do they love hustle for its own
sake. When they have enough to live
on. they live on it. instead OF trying
to augment 1t by hard work. They
have an infinite capacity for leisurely
amusement-going to the theater,
talking while they drink tea, admir-
ing the Chinese art OF earlier times,
walging in beautiful scenery. or
playing games.
Living in the East has, perhaps, a
corrupting influence upon white
man. but l must confess. that, since
I was in China, have regarded lazi-
ness as one Of the best qualities Of
which men in the mass are capable.
Bertrand Russell in the Modern
Thinker.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Criticism of Chicago
Police Put Musically

The Princess M'dvani, better known
as Mary McCormic, the grand opera
singer, has decided that America does
not live up to its reputation for
speed. The other day she was dash
ing through the Chicago loop in her
high-powered foreign car when a
traffic officer ordered the machine to
the curb and began to make out a
ticket.
"But I am in a great hurry" pro.
tested the diva, II have a matinee
and already am late"
But the officer continued writing,
taking the usual half hour to write
the words necessary on the ticket. A
taxi came along and the singer
grabbed it. leaving her chauffeur to
settle with the policeman. AS she
slammed the taxi door, the singer
said sarcastically:
"You police look so fortissimo, but
you are painfully andante."
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
A Long Wait

The foreman gardener was inspect
ing the work Of his newly engaged as
sistant.
did you water the century plants?'
he asked.
"Yes," said the assistant, II did
that"
Every good" said the foreman. "1n
future it will be your job to look after
them. And don't forget this, if those
plants don't bloom in 1867 it will be
your fault. "-Answers
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
AS Usual

One of the spectators at football
match had had his pocket picked. AS
the thief was boiling he collared him
and escorted him to policeman.
"You say this man stole your
watch" said the policeman. what
distinguishing feature was there about
the watch?"
ut contained my sweetheart's photo
graph" replied the man.
"Ah, see! A woman in the case"
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
OBSERVANT

Uncle was testing his small nephew's
knowledge.
Jack he asked, what does A B
Q spell?"
Nothing" was the reply.
"What does L NJ N spell?" was
uncIe's next question.
Nothing" was Jacks answer.
Jacks smaller sister, who had been
an interested listener. then spoke.
ut seems to me that there are lots
of ways of spelling nothing" she said
-Children's Newspaper.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Taking No Chances

Mr.. Swiggs-Er-ah, that is, Gamer
will you"
"Why, yes, my boy; you can have
her."
Flows that? Have whom?"
"My daughter, of course. You want
to marry her, don't your
mo. sir; just wanted you to en-
dorse my note for 81 900"
Certainly not. Why, hardly know
YOU"
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Praise I?

Mudd-Daubei does very realistic
work doesn't heI
Muck-Yes; those apples ne paint
ed two months ago are now said by
critics to be rotten !-Pathfinder Mag
aZine.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Cuchl Pass the Lard

Bill---Did yuur wife nave Jou ON tile
carpet for getting in 80 late last night |!
jack Wen. II ma. have been the
crapet she had me on. hui u seemed
more like red hot stove to me i
Cincinnati Enquirer.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
No Pleasant Dream

lis a retirement that will permit
you to read and rest one OF the
pleasant dreams of your life?"
Its no pleasant dream" an.
sw cred Senator Sorghum. "It's a
nightmare"
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Pa Describes Him

PA" said Johnny. what Is pra,'
teal joker|
Hes Il sap. SON. replied his dad,
"who has a BUN sense of humor and
no sense al all.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Protection

Fish How does your next door
npiyhboi manage to have such a nice
gurdeni
fish He buys ~. chickens from me
as fast Hs ! yet them. Answera
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26

How much of ones daily utter
ance Is denunciation and complain
ing? Silence Is better.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
Uncle Eben

"When anyone tells me he never
makes a mistake" said Uncle Eben,
"he's making one right there in
thinkln' Is gineter believe him.
Washington Star.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-05-26
FELLOWS SYRUP
Maybe Mislaid

Junior came in with an egg from
the yard with the old hen follow
ing him and cackling Justify. Moth
err asked:
"What's the matter with that
chicken, Junior?"
"She wants this egg back" he re-
piled.