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SAILING OF EVELYN
 BERG IS SWITCHED

The sailing of the Evelyn Berg from Seattle has been switched to 6 o'clock in the evening of Sep ltember IT, next Tuesday, on account of heavy tonnage offered. This is according uo advices received by agent D B. Femmeg. This gives time for more orders to be sent for shipment.
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ALASKA | | N E ANNOUNCES NEW WINTER FARES
Wilcox Quotes Two Ac- commodation Prices in
 Reduced Tariffs

New winter round-trip rates on Alaska Steamship Company vessels between Seattle and Juneau were announced here today by M. J. Will cox, Juneau agent.
 Two reduced quotations were made.
 Upper deck accommodations for the round-trip will sell at SIP. Low CT deck space will be $65.
 The new prices go into effect immediately.
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MRS. PENNINGTON SOUTH

Mrs. c. L. Pennington, wife of the radio operator on the Bureau of Fisheries vessel Teal, is travel ing to Ketchikan on the Northland from Juneau. The Teal has been transferred to new headquarters in the First City.
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Want Ad Information Phone 374
NOTICE

When advertisers put in ads they sometimes don't wish to be bothered with phone calls and answering doorbells, so we give them a box number, such as Box 10-A, Empire.
 People wanting to answer these ads should send letters addressed to the box number listed. We will see the adver- tiser gets them.
 THE EMPIRE
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LOST AND FOUND

LOST-At Fair Building last even ing, tFriday), gold trimmed spec tacles in case. One dollar re- ward for return to Empire office
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MISCELLANEOUS

CALL Rick Richards for replace ment on electric range elements and quality electrical work. Phone 98-2 rings.
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STOLEN

STOLEN-Bicycle belonging to Le- Roy Vestal Jr. Taken from gar- age during the night. The party taking same will save prosecution by returning it immediately.
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lFoR $!.y $AAy

FOR SALE-Best hotel site in city Will take the price in hotel stock Apply P. O. Box 437, City.
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FOR RENT RENT A SUNLAMP- $2.00 per month. Rental payment may be applied on purchase price Alaska Electric Light and Pow CT Go.
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FOR SALE = Equity of $35S with Tyson Oidsmobile Co. Seattle, on
 new Oldsmobile with no trade III. Write Capt. E. A. Mueller, Chil- koot Barracks, Alaska. Cash only.
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.5l;X1;3I

FOR RENT-Four-room furnished house, Third and Franklin, s3O. Call Waynor, Phone 28.
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wANTEI,

ruHr you. u.4 yuio i.to salu, Cash o. trade at Nugget .'no'
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didn't understand" He leapt to
his feet. Il hate that woman"
he cried violently. "For your sake
now, as we'll as my own. I hate
the sound of her name. She
wrecks the life of every man she
meets. Look at young Robertson,
and Lovelace - and God knows
how many others - and me-.
hasn't she wrecked my life? You
would have married me before"
He broke off with a sob Of rage.
Betty tried bravely for self
control.
Don't talk like that" she said,
lit doesn't do any good"
But Renton was beside himself
with sorrow and anger.
And now it's Lawrence Vane."
he rushed on. HE is ruined. OF
course he is. And all because of
that beast in female guiSe. And
you love him. That makes it
worse. She has ruined the man
you love. tell you I hate her!
1 wish she were dead! She would
be better dead!.. I'd like to get
my hands around that white
throat of hers and throttle the
life out of her!"
Wilbur, Wilbur, you must not
talk like this"
ITS the truth, tell you: Isobel
is a beaStly, worthless woman,
and really I'd like to strange her
to DEATH"
His voice had risen in his anger
and Betty in desperation got to
her feet.
Keep quiet, Wilbur, keep
quiet she whispered, "Supposing
someone should hear you say
those awful things?"
A soft knock came at the door,
Miss Betty" came Suky's mellow
voice, kin I go now, will you be
needin' me any more?"
A Tortured Night
After being taken by the police
out of his studio onto the terrace
and shown the yhastly thing that
lay huddled there in the flare of
the flashlights, the last things
Vane remembered for some time
were the startling words of his
friend Inspector Ingles: Law
renee Vane, I arrest you as a ma
terial witness in connection with
the murder of your wife!"
The rest Of that tortured night
he spent in custody in a state
shifting between hysteria and
utter apathy.
The first person to visit him
in the morning was Inspector
IngleS.
There was no doubt in Ingles'
mind but that his friend was
guilty. For experienced police
officials will tell you that in diff.
ficult cases, no motive and ap-
parent guilt is less suspicious
than established motive and ap-
parent innocence. In a case like
the present one where there was
everything against the prisoner
except a certain amount of SYM
pathetic sentiment. the result
was as certain as If the verdict
had been already given.
For here was motive, oppor-
tunity and all the circumStantial
evidence, as well as the corpus
deficit.
The inspector looked fully as
haggard as his prisoner. He
wanted to get some statement
out of his erstwhile friend and
present prisoner, but Vane was
so listless and apathetic that it
was impossible.
Hello. IngleS." Vane greeted
him duly, glad you've come"
cts a sorry Job for me, Law
renee" the other answered, and
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"she's q wonderful girl" he said
softly.
go ahead" urged Thornley,
seriously, you can try at least"
Renton Strengthened up in his
chair.
II will" he cried with a new
determination in his voice. II
will"
Good" Thornley, was pleased.
"She'S moved you know; queerly
enough, she's taken a place right
under Vane's roof studio" he
grinned, 80 you can wish the
happy pair all married bliss at
the same time"
II tell you I'm finished with
that woman" cried Renton, thor
oughly annoyed. "As If she hadn't
done harm enough already with
out marrying Vane. She'll ruin
him, of course, in one way or an
other. Shed be better off dead,
and everyone certainly would be
better off without her."
Thornley, whistled softly.
You don't like the lady, do
your" he asked sarcastically.
still, you'll have to acknowledge
that she is gorgeous and has great
charm, and to be q lover Of hers
places a man in high (though
overcrowdeO company"
"She ought to be dead!" Rem
ton repeated viciously.
Thornley, arose, stretched him
self.
We'll, Wilbur, let me know how
you get on with the fair Betty"
he said. MY wife will be happy
if you can manage to patch that
UP again"
Drunken RACES
Renton looked at his friend Gu
riously as he mentioned his wife.
Most Of their set knew the story,
and a great many felt sorry for
quiet, unobtruSive Mrs. Thornley,.
She had been before her marriage
an unknown, very pretty girl
named Mile Mackie, who had
landed in the front row of the
chorus, where her lovely figure
would show to the best advantage
for the entertainment of the T.
B. M. She knew little of her par
entS and cared less.
One of the Tired Business Men
who came to forget his troubles
was Roger Thornley,, son of a
successful contractor, brought up
in the building business, and al
ready, although still young, a sue
cess. Roger went backStage the
first time he saw her and after a
swift courtship they were married.
But Roger was not such a success
as a husband as he was a con-
tractor, and she soon regretted
that she had changed her name
and her station in life to become
the rich Mrs. Roger Thornley,.
When Roger suddenly developed
a mad passion for the notorious
siren, ISobel Mackenzie, she was
glad. At least that meant that he
would leave her alone. Then $50
bel married the artist, Lawrence
Vane, and Roger changed for the
worse. He began to drink heavily,
and Mile was subjected to gross
indignitieS because Of his drunken
RACES.
Roger broke the thread of his
thoughts.
Mile and are going to
Seattle on the twelfth of the
month";" he said, come up and
see us, or If you can't do that,
come and see us off. We're mo-
toring all the way"
why Seattle, of all places?"
asked Wilbur casually.
We've got mills Of our own
there, and I have to get out there
and look them over. Mile has
been sort Of crotchety lately, finds
fault with nearly everything ! do.
IT thought the trip would do her
good. It's a long trip and will get
her away from here for quite a
while"
CHAPTER I
The very next day. Renton tele.
phoned Betty Potter and after q
great deal of eating humble pie,
managed to extract from her an
invitation to a tete,a-tete dinner in
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eyes smoldered suddenly as they
looked straight into his, you
were mad about her. The way
you used to look at her in public,
even when I was with you, was
was" her voice broke, Just in
sufferable."
Betty darling" he spoke in a
subdued tone, all 1 can do is to
tell you how desperately unhappy
I am about it all, and to beg you
to forgive me. please Betty,
please be kind to me. I know /
am the one all wrong, but you're
so sweet and understanding.
Forgive me-"
"There is no question of forgive
ness, Wilbur" she said gently. Il
would not have asked you here
tonight if there had been any for
givenesS required. I hope we shall
always be the best of friends. {.
but please, please Wilbur, don't
ask me to marry you"
He stared at her for moment
intently. all the dearness of her
AL the pertness, sometimes
like that of a naughty, small child
:. her tiptilted nose, and her
sweet red mouth. 1t came to him
with renewed force, all this, that
he was losing.
Tell me-" he cried angrily,
there's someone else, isn't there?
That's the answer"
THAT would make no differ
ence."
1T would to me. I should un-
derStand then. But I don't, not
now. Why did you ask me here
tonight? You know I love you.
Tell me, Betty, is there someone
else?"
Her long black lashes fluttered
for the fraction of a second.
IF there were," she replied gen.
thy, that would be my own secret,
and not one that I would care to
share with anyone.
But love you. Betty" he
pleaded, II only know that love
you, and that I want you for my
wife"
She turned and looked deeply
into his eyes for a moment, then
laid her hand on his: wilbur"
she said, with a note of sadness in
her voice, II asked you here to-
night because I wanted you to
clearly understand what our rela-
ton must be. unless, Of course. "
she hesitated, then added, 1--WE
just never see each other again. :"
Betty'S Secret
"No, no." he cried, "that would
be too awful! Oh! Betty, Betty,
am sorry. There is nothing I
wouldn't do for you-you must
know that. hoped that now that
Isobel was married you wouldn't
feel so badly about it ALL"
At the mention of Isobel'S mar
riage, a curious change came over
the mobile face of Betty. She
withdrew her hand from Renton's.
and as he looked at her she
flushed slowly and painfully. her
eyelids nuttered and dropped until
her long lashes yelled her eyes.
With the sight Of the flush that
stained her sweet face from throat
to brow, suddenly Wilbur OWNED
her secret. With the cruelty of
his own great hurt, he blazoned
it out.
II see it now" he cried, you
are in love with Lawrence Vane.
Can you deny it?"
Beatty's head dropped. Don't!
Don't!" she whispered, tears trem-
bling in her voice. please don't.
I can't bear to speak of him. Can't
you see how it hurts me?"
He stared at her . moment,
then buried his head in his hands.
Forgive me-" he pleaded, Il
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last night was the hardest job
I've ever had to do in all my
years with the department"
Vane Shuddered and pressed
his hands across his sunken eyes.
Last night" he echoed. Il
don't yet know what that was all
about, and that thing, that horror
on my own terrace! How did
that get there?" his voice rose to
shrek and he clutched the in
spector's arm in a grip that hurt.
"And where's Isobel?" he shouted.
"Where's Isobel? What have you
done with her?"
"ISobel?" Ingles repeated. What
are you talking about, Lawrence?
Don't you remember last night"
"Of course I do" again Vane
shuddered, "I'll never be able to
forget it as long as I live"
Then why ask me where 1sobel
is?"
Because she's gone. gone
tell you and I don't know where
she isl" Again he clutched the
inspector, and looked piteouSly
into his eyes.
Truth or Acting?
The inspector looked closely at
him. Either here was truth or
else very great acting. And with
all that he had seen on the roof
there was no question in his mind
as to the guilt of Vane, although
his heart longed to prove him
innocent.
With deliberate cruelty he an
swered him: "Yes," he said. I
know where Isobel u.s." and as the
other gasped and his eyes wild
ened, he added slowly, she's on
a marble slab in the morgue."
Vane looked at him uncompre-
hendingly.
"What?" he stammered, what's
that you are Saying?"
Ingles repeated slowly, II said
that Isobel is on a marble slab at
the morgue, and-you sent her
there"
"Dead?" Vane said dazedly.
Dead? My Isobel? What hap
pened to her? Tell me, for Gods
sake, tell me-"
Roughly the inspector shook
him.
"Snap out of it, Lawrence!" he
proWled. "You can't get aWaY
with it. You saw her naked,
headleSS body lying where you
had placed it against the wall on
your own terrace last night, after
you had killed her with your own
hands"
Suddenly Vane l:.ughed. He
threw his arms high in the air
and shrieked with mad laughter.
THAT wasn't Asobel," he
screamed, that dead woman
wasn't 1Sobel!"
CHAPTER VI
At 6 o'clock the same morning,
the doorbell Of Mr.. Wilbur Rem
toms bachelor apartment shrilled
loudly.
He flung on a bathrobe and
with muttered curse went sleep
lily to the door.
Mr.. Renton?" queried the man
standing there.
That's me-" replied Wilbur,
but I'm not at home at this
God.forSaken hour"
I'm sorry to disturb you, sir,
but I have no choice. have been
sent over fror police headquar-
tiers to see you about your tele-
phone call last night. It was a
nasty business, and we're grateful
to you for notifying u.s."
II don't know what you're talk
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her new apartment on the evening
of November Is.
When the 18th arrived it came
in a most inauSpicious mood. For
as Wilbur made his way to Bettys
apartment, a storm had broken
with q fury that was uneQualed
even in New York, that city OF
sudden and drastic changes Of
weather.
He arrived at her door at a
quarter to seven and was admitted
by old Suky, her colored maid.
Good evenin', Mr.. Renton," she
beamed at him. TITS a long time
since you've been up to see Miss
Betty"
TOO long, suky," re replied
pleasantly. I'll have to make up
for lost opportunities"
He stood for a moment on the
Threshold of the living room and
feasted his eyes on Betty. She
was really adorable. Slender,
young, red hair made into dancing
flame by the light of the Novem-
Der fire over which she was stoop.
ing. She was dressed in a cling
ing frock of emerald green silk,
that brought out to best advan.
tage the creamy pallor of her
skin.
The PrOdigaI
He gave an involuntary excla.
nation and she turned quickly.
Her black eyes flashed. and then
softened to a friendly look.
Hello, Wilbur" she said sim.
ply, and held out one firm little
hand.
Betty" he stammered. Betty
dear"
She tilted her head to one side,
and twinkled up at him where he
lowered above her.
EYES," she Knocked, cts Betty.
in person, none other-and," she
added, "you, if mistake not, are
Wilbur Renton, the prodigal, re-
turned to do penance?"
He Strove to meet her lighter
mood.
YES" he assured her gravely,
1T is indeed the prodigal, and
nightly glad to be allowed to re-
turn, too"
She laughed gaily, her full lips
turning up at the corners in an
impish fashion.
"Okay for the prodigak part"
she said, "but not so quick on the
return young man. but come,
we'll discuss that after one of
Suky's best dinners"
After the very excellent dinner
served by the beaming Suky, the
two young people went into the
charming livingroom and sat con-
tentedly side by side on the deep
sofa drawn up before up before
the cheerful fire. Wilbur knew
that the time had arrived for him
to open his heart and try to make
his peace with this dear girl be.
side him.
Betty" he said, in a quiet,
gentle tone, Il want to speak to
you very seriously. want to say
how sorry I am at what happened.
Betty, I swear to you that I always
truly loved you more than any
thing in the world. was just
some sort Of madness that made
me follow Isobel. I never asked
her out. She used to just COM
mand me to take her, and l..
well. didn't seem to be able to
refuse -"
Sirens are like that" Betty
said, looking up at him obliquely,
"and men are. too" she added
under her breath.
"But was never in love with
her. Betty" he repeated, ''never!"
MY dear Wilbur" her black
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NOW READ ON
CHAPTER w

Three weeks before the night Of the terrible storm and the
murder the roof Mr. Lawrence Vanes penthouse apart
ment Wilbur Renon and his friend Roger Thornley,,
having of their usual hay visits together in the spacious
lounge of the Athletic Club of which both members
Renon in very bad temper and letting off steam
to Roger who for once felt that complaints justified
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Finding ofHeadless Body
OF Beautiful Woman
Stirs Smart Set
BY GLADYS SHAW ERSK1NE AND IVAN FIRTH
WHAT HAS HAPPENED

man uUho said he Wilbur BENTON phones the police
soon after midnight sOhen he apparently trying
to kill aOomGm the penthouse roof of apartment
the street from his toenytrst floor Widow
are aUhed up the elevator and the coored operator let's
them into the hvng of Mr.. VGne 1Oho seemingly
seepng in chair and denies knowledge of any trouble
avhen aroused When his qOie is missing from both boudoir
and bat Vane becomes historical and lapses into
ddze.
Meanwhile, the police find the body of nude headless
aUodn on the terrace When they VGne from his
spor and him of killing his ife, he loudly denies
the CHARGE He fails from blOw to the face and IS Knocked
unconscious pVhen his head strikes brass fender.
Before he recovers Inspector Ingles and Medical Er
ainer GIbraith arive from headquarters. The former
recognizes VGne noted portrait painter and
old friend in aOhose innocence he is confident.
But after VGne Is confronted with the grisly corpse
Inspector IgIes orders his arrest "a material itness
in connection with the murder of your aVife."
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CHAPTER I

The very next day. Renton tele.
phoned Betty Potter and after a
great deal of eating humble pie,
managed to extract from her an
invitation to a tete,a-tete dinner in
Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1935-06-20
ARTHUR NC galley.
dies At W|LLIS7ON

Arthur McGahey, early day settler,
stockman and business man of Plen-
tywood is dead.
Death came peacefully to the pio-
neer last Wednesday afternoon
shortly before 4 o'clock at the home
of Mr.. and Mrs. w. G. Jarvis, in
Williston, where he has made his
home the past four years. He was
81 years old.
He was preparing for a fishing
trip up the Little Muddy. He COM
planned OF not feeling well. While
Mr.. Jarvis was equipping the auto
mobile, the pioneer settler called to
Mrs. Jarvis saying: "The end is
coming awfully fast"
He passed away at 3:45 losing a
fight of long years waged against
ravages of diabetes and heart COM
plications. He had suffered from
hiabetes since 1918, following a re-
covery OF influenza during the epid-
emic. For four years he had been an
invalid, when it became necessary
to amputate both legs at the knees.
Mr.. McGahey was laid to rest in
Riverview cemetery at Williston.
Funeral services were held Saturday
at the Episcopal church with Rev.
Alex Macbeth officiating.
Arthur Eugene McGahey was born
in Iowa March %, 1868. When a
small child, he moved with his par
ents to Fredonia, Kansas, where he
grew to young manhood, attending
district schools.
While still a youth, he came with
his father to Devils Lake, N. D.,
where the elder McGahey took up a
homestead on the Devils Lake town
site. The lure Of the vanishing from
tier sent the young man into western
North Dakota and Montana. He Wis
tied Williston when it was little
more than a tent city. A few years
later he returned and came as a
horse trader, buying and selling an
imals for North Dakota farmers.
Instilled in the heart of Arthur
McGahey was the true western spir-
1t of the pioneer. Pioneer stockmen
recall the Arthur McGahey who
knew and understood the west. He
was a good friend and a poor enemy.
He left P~lentywood in the spring of
and in 1918 purchased the saloon
then operated 10y Gilbert Lasater.
He left P~lentywod in the spring OF
1918 going to Denver, Colorado. He
lived for a time at Great Falls and
bismarck, N. ID.
Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1935-06-20
Local Woman To Attend
Catholic Meet At Seattle

Grand Regent Mrs. Sara Murray
of Court Plentywood, No. 1106, of
the Catholic Daughters Of America,
the largest Catholic women's organ
ization in the world, will head a del
egatiOn from this district to the
1885 supreme international biennial
convention of the order in Seattle,
Wash, July 1 to Z.
Several hundred delegates and Wis
itors will attend the supreme con-
clave representing two thousand sub
ordinate courts and 100000 men,
bers In the United States, Canada,
Porto Rico, Cuba and the Panama
Canal Zone. Miss Mary c. Duffy
Of Newark, N. j., Supreme Regent
OF the order, will preside at the bust
ness meetings of the convention, and
wall be the principal speaker at the
conclave banquet July /.
Distinguished leaders of the Cath
olic hierarchy will address numerous
functions; and state and civic dig
nitaries will take part in the social
festivities. Outstanding Catholic
women leaders from all parts of
North America will participate in
the convention meetings and discus
sions In the Olympic Hotel bowl.
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NUPTIAL KNOT IS
TIED HERE SUNDAY

The Lutheran church at Plenty
wood was the scene of a pretty
wedding Sunday when Lucille Even
sen daughter OF Mr.. and Mrs. Jim
Evensen Of Glasgow, became the
bride Of Harold Everson, son Of Mr..
and Mrs. Halvor Everson Of Re-
serve.
The ceremony was performed by
the Rev. o. M. Simundson at 4
o'clock. The church was filled with
friends of the young couple.
The bride was attired In white
silk organdie and shoulder veil. She
carried a white prayerbook. The
brides trouseau came from Honolu-
lu, Hawaii.
The groom's sister, Miss Helen
Everson dressed in pink silk organ
die, acted as bridesmaid. She car
ried a bouquet of pink roses. E. G..
Ferguson, brother-inlaw of the
groom was best man. Oscar Eos
sum of Plentywood and Walter Nor
DO of Medicine Lake were attend
ants.
Following the ceremony a recep-
ton was held at the Halvor Everson
home by the brides parents. Thirty
guests partoOk of the sumptuous
wedding dinner.
The happy young couple left Sum-
day for Yellowstone park on a hon
eymoOn trip and plan to be at home
to their friends after July 5, at Re-
serve.
The bride attended the Ismay,
Montana high school, graduating
with the class of 1881. She then at
tended the University of Hawaii at
Honolulu. A sister resides in the
Islands.
The groom is a graduate of the
Medicine Lake high school and re-
ceived his degree from the Univer-
sity of Montana in 1892. He is en-
ployed at the First National Bank at
Reserve.
The many friends of the couple
extend congratulations.