The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-12-28
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By Laura Lou BROOKMAN Fas sse1es

How much did you lose last
night?" Bannister demanded.
"Oh. it isn't that. followed your
example and went home early"
Paxton assured him. But I've been
down here since 6 o'clock. Thai
blasted murder last night hit us in
bad way. The Times had all the
best Of it, Of course, coming out this
morning. Did good job, too"
The Times was Tremonts only
morning newspaper. but the same
publishers issued the evening News
Press. Against such opposition, the
Post had prospered, but it was a
continuous fight.
1T hit US in a bad way" Pax
ton repeated. Kennedy, the city
editor, is laid up in hospital and
his assistant is a new one. Only
been on the job two months. Be
sides that" he frowned, raising his
two hands in a gesture OF defense
lessness, we're shorthanded. One
man off on late vacation and an
other quit without notice. There are
a couple of youngsters filling in, but
they don't know what it's all
about"
What's new on the murder?"
Bannister asked.
Nothing - apparently. I guess
they're still looking for the mysteri-
Gus blond. Say, it's a whale of a
story, isn't it? You don't know
what a sensation that grooming or
chestra leader has been in this
town. Girls and women all crazy
about him. Sending him letters
and cakes and all sorts Of presents.
Asking for autographed pictures"
Must have been popular" Ban
mister agreed shortly.
"Popular's no word for it! And
then there's the society angle-his
engagement to Denise Lang, the
richest girl in fremont. Why, it's
the sort Of story that doesn't break
once in five years and" bitterly, I'VE
don't even start on it before The
Times has cleaned up!"
Il wouldn't say it was cleaned
up" Bannister commented. "Nct
until they find out who killed him"
"Oh, no, of course I didn't mean
that. But The Times had the
whole story-all any ones been able
to get so far. If Kennedy were
only here or I had two more re-
porters-!"
D MINISTER had been sitting
- with his chair tipped back. He
brought the two front legs of the
chair to the floor now, Strengthened
and said quietly, you want more
reporters, do you? Well, I'll take
the job"
You'll take It'll"
Bannister nodded. I'D like to
take a fling at it," he said. RE
member what we we're talking about
last night-about the thrills and ex-
element We used to have?"
why, Lord love you, Dave! You
don't mean you want to be re-
porter on the Post again, do you?"
"Why not?" BanniSter was talk
ing eagerly now. I'D like to find
out who killed Tracy King-and
why. Oh, I don't suppose I'll be
much help to you! Probably I'm
stale; been out of harness too long.
But 7 can do leg work.
GO to it," Paxton told him curt
~. There was never a better po-
lice reporter in fremont than you
we're, Dave. Maybe you'll get some
ideas you can use in novel"
TEN minutes later Paxton and
Il Bannister were in the city room
the same large, square city room,
scarcely changed. where Bannister
had worked years before.
Paxton strobe a few steps for
ward, then called, "Oh-Gainey!
Got a moment?"
Down came the outspread pages
Of a newspaper. Down came the
tipped-backed chair. A young man
with a brown felt hat tipped back
at a rakish angle upon a head of
very red hair emerged from behind
the newspaper. He crushed out his
cigaret and got to his feet.
Yes, Mr.. Paxton" said J. Ran
dolph Gainey. Sure! Is there any,
thing-?"
TO Be Continued