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stood at his desk and he addressed
some two dozen men, most Of
them younger than he, all earnest
and alert. They looked more like
junior lawyers and accountants
and even college seniors than such
as you might have anticipated in
the ranks of the only service Of
the nation which had been able to
crush the almost legendary big
shots of the Infamous racket un-
derworld.
Gentlemen" said the chief,
"the limitations of local authori-
ties have necessitated that the
Federal Government step in and
protect citizens against criminals
too well organized, too clever. too
daring for the resources Of police
and two powerful politically for
officials dependent on city, county
and State elections and appoint
mentS.
"The Department Of Justice,
our famous Omen, have hung up
q ringing record in supersedtng
these enforcement bodies to break
the band of violent robbers. But
dispoSing Of the business rack
eteers-who back their filthy en-.
terprises with equally desperate
felonies besides their brobery, per-
Jury and graft-has failed to US.
"The Treasury Department can
and must fight with its only
weapon-the income tax laws. I
have called you in today to tell
you one thing: Go after the men
on our list; get their books ana
statements, and don't stop at any
thing to get invincible evidence.
Those are the orders, Of my su-
perior, the Secretary Of the Treas
ury, and they are the echo OF the
orders of his superior, the Presl'
dent of the United States.
Some of you have served with
me for some time as regular
agents. Some Of you have been
under observation to qualify as
special agents. We have now
filled our rosters. All Of you men
who hear me today have been
found fit-fit for this high trust
with every fiber of manhood that
it may demand In any emergency
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New Assignment

"Now we are going into actor" "
A murmur went up from the
assembled G-Men.
IF necessary" continued the
chief. in o busineSslike tone and
without oratorical spread'eagling,
"you will raid to get what you are
after. You represent the Federal
Government, you have the author.
ity to use any extremitieS in that
service. Fight If you have to, shoot
If YOU have to, kill If YOU have to.
"But there is one on the list
whom would prefer, for the gen.
eral good Of the cause we ere
sworn to carry to victory, not to
have killed, It would be simple
enough. to jockey Alex Carston
into a position where 1t would be
justifiable-yes, even q highly
pious act-to kill him. But to trap
him. expose him, lock him up in
Alcatraz with Capone and Gordon
and others Of his breed, to flash
another lesson against the heavens
for all men to read so that they
may know the penalties Of defy.
ing the United States, that would
be far more valuable.
"The leadership Of the squad on
that outstanding case I have en-.
trusted to one Of you who, though
young both in years and In this
department, is equipped with a
deep knowledge Of this particular
objective as well as such courage,
zeal and concentration Of purpose
as think singles him out as ideal
for the work Of bringing in. alive
but safely Gagged, that numbering,
cheating master racketeer, Carston.
"To those Of you who have
never met him before, may I in
troduce the special agent to whom
I refer, one Of our newest re.
cruits. Stand up"
And Bill Bradford arose!
CHAPTER XII
Holding in his hand several
copies Of the newspapers announc-
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hand, District Attorney Quinn
almost jumped from his seat.
Resign! My hat! What do
you want from me, Bill Brad
ford? I'm your man and every
one Of my men is your man. In
come tax evasion might do 1t
where all my efforts have failed.
Whatever you want Of me-name
it and it's yours"
"All I want, Quinn, is coopera-
ton"
you'll get it from this office.
Bill, and from the police-how
you'll get it from the blue-coated
boys will be nobody'S business. If
anybody hates Carston'S CUTS and
the CUTS Of his whole tribe. it's
the harness bulls. He's treated
EN- like idiots and killed 'em like
cattle"
That's the way I like to hear
you talk, Quinn"
well, that's the way like to
talk and the way I've wanted to
talk for many years, but Car
Ston'S always been able to put me
behind the eight bail. Every
time I think Of it burn up, but
I think you've got the one weak
spot in his armor-when do we
Start?"
Nov. Let me use your phone. "
Bill took the telephone instru.
ment and dialed a number.
Hello, is this the most beauti-
full woman in the world? Well
listen, dear, I must see you this
instant, or as soon after this in.
Stant as can. No, it can't wait.
This is important, Julie, darling"
Quinn looked at Bradford with
an expression Of disappointment
and disgust:
II thought we were starting
after Carston now, and here
you're calling a dame"
With the hand that wasn't en-
gagged holding the telephone,
Bradford waved the District At
torney to be silent as he con-
tinued talking to Julie.
Honey, I've got to see you i'm
mediately and unless you abso-
lutely can't get away, meet me
down at Tony's right away. In
fifteen minutes? Swell, gorgeous.
or Bill knew his little Julie
wouldn't let her or Bill down in
a pinch. Fifteen minutes then,
at Tony's."
AS he hung up, Quinn continued
his TRADE:
IF that's the way Treasury De.
partment men work, give me the
CarSton mob. After all, a good
gunman doesn't stop right in the
middle Of humping a guy off to
call some skirt up, does he?
Can't you leave women out of this
until we have CarSton wrapped UP
and delivered at one of Uncle
Sans big Srav boarding houses?"
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Dangerous Ground

And even less could Julie quit
Carston. No one ever left Carston
except in one way, and that way
led straight to the morgue. Cars
ton knew that he need fear no
one on earth except Julie in the
last ditch, for she was the keeper
Of. his books, she and he the only
ones who could deeper their code,
she and he the only ones who
knew where the books, with dia-
bolical ingenuity, were hidden.
And Carston sneered with con-
tempt at every arm Of the law
except one-the one which had
made numbered convicts Of AL
Capone, Waxey Gordon and other
arrogant racketeers, i'm nun e
against every other reach OF au-
thority-the income tax depart
ment. And that lone, sole threat
was futile and idle without those
bookS-and Julie.
CHAPTER XI
This was no hySterical fear in
the imaginative mind Of timid
girl, Julie knew that Carston
would have her murdered without
. quiver or qualm if he for a mo"
ment suspected that she would
betray him-even against her
own viii. And with her married
to Bradford, he would charge to
her every hostile statement Bill
would write; and, with a mind
poisoned by the treachery of the
world in which he moved, would
see shadows of his impending
ruin at the hands of Bradford,
aided, abetted and inspired by a
wife who idolized her huSbal nd
and who was the only instrument
that could wreck Carston'S in
trenched empire Of blood and
bribe, flourishing in the heart of
civilization.
It was too much for two young
people to solve with wave of
the hand or a sentimental plati-
tude or the reckless Hnt:miSn
which usually carries Sweethearts
crashing into obvious obstacles
because they have the blind faith
that Everything must come out
all right"
The car pulled up before the
door Of the girls club where Julie
lived.
Bills right hand slid off the
wheel and took her hand.
''That was a terrible blow,
honey" he said, in a low tone.
81, think the District Attorney
had Carston this time. But the
mans grapevine sources of in.
formation are uncanny. He found
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ing Carston's latest victory over
the forces Of law and order, Bill
Bradford entered the District At
torney'S office, nodding to the
bespectacled secretary as he
walked without knocking into the
inner sanctum office Of the D. A.
Hello, Bill. Glad you dropped
in" declared District Attorney
Quinn warmly as the young re-
porter tossed his hat onto one
chair and Slumped himself into
another. You're right on time.
I've got a statement for you."
That's grand" replied Brad
ford, And I've got a surprise for
you"
AS he spoke, Bradford took from
his pocket a small leather wallet
which he tossed across the desk
to the District Attorney.
The D. A. flipped the wallet
open and looked at the card en-
closed behind O cellulaid partition.
He studied it q moment and then
read It aloud:
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Julia was In the service of Alex
CsrSton, the rajah Of rackets, the
bloody,handed murderer, extor-
Zionist, briber and public enemy.
She, alone, was In his, complete
confidence. She alone knew his
deadlieSt secrets. " '' g.
Bradford was g reporter whose
assignment was Carston and
whose duty it was to expose his
outrageous crimes Of corruption.
assassination and intimidation.
Bradford couldn't quit. It wasn't
in him. No true newSpaperman
had ever been so yellow that he
would let q Carston run him out
of his profession, q calling which
briStles with traditions Of courage
and devotion.
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CHAPTER XII

Holding in his hand several
copies Of the newspapers announc-
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Iperience has shown me, women in
a tight spot are all heels"
"Well, this one isn't a heel-but
lin q sense she Is a heel, Quinn.
Remember the schoolbook story
about Achilles, the Greek who
couldn't be hurt by anything un-
til somebody plucked an arrow
into his heel?"
"What's some Greek got to do
with this?" Quinn asked.
mot much. Only I was saying
about Achilles and his heel and
YOU were saying women were
heels. Well, my Julie is a heel
Carston's heel-the one spot IN
Carston's machine vulnerable
enough for us to aim at. What
Achilles heel was to Achilles,
Julie Is to Carston, and by Jupiter,
Quinn, through Julie we'll take
king Carston to the cleaners for
fair!"
Bradford grabbed the phone
and began dialing another num-
Der. Quinn, quizzically scratching
his head, muttered half to him.
self:
Julie - Carston - Achilles -
heel - oh, hell"
CHAPTER XIII
Tony's place would have been
q vaguely familiar sight to the
average American. A small bar IN
front and in rear room, several
small tables covered with red
and white checkered cloths. It
wouldn't take much imagination
to picture it as a trypical speak
easy Of pre-repeal days gone
straight.
But its front door, still con-
tanning the now-uselesS peephole,
swung wide open to all comers,
and in walked Bill Bradford.
Nodding a hello to Tony behind
the bar, he ordered two sidecarS
as he walked to the dinning room
and took seat at small table
facing the door. Tony brought the
drinks, placed one in front OF
the young reporter and set the
other before the vacant chair.
"Mees Julie, she's comm cen
soon, heh?" Tony asked.
yep, she'll be along any min
ute"
AS he spoke Julie entered the
front door.
"IIi newsboy," she greeted Bill.
Nov what's your big trouble? !?
What have you done this time,
bitten your city editor and con.
tracted ptomaine?"
IT haven't done anything" Bill
replied with mock meekneSs.
"Well, what's all the hurry
then to see me at this weircd
time of day?"
Here's a sidecar, Julie. Climb
aboard for a ride" and Bill
pushed the drink toward her.
"Order another, Bill. III take
q round trip" Then becoming
serious: "Bill, that place is CIV
ing me the creepS, the whoops
and the Jumps"
Bill called to Tony for two
more sidecars.
bill, if you only knew how I
hate CarSton, and how I loathe
working for him!"
Say, you're really developing
a case of jitters, aren't you?"
queried Bradford as the waiter
brought up two more cocktails.
Handing one to Julie, Bill ad-
monished:
Darling, know only two
cures for the jitterS-drinking
and screaming. Drink UP, as I
don't want to be made conspicu.
ous."
AS Julie finished her cocktail,
she sighed.
"Bill, why can't somebody stop
him?"
Maybe somebody can"
''Who?"
"That nice Mister Bradford"
Julie smiled.
"Bill, it takes more than just
a few editorials and a news item
to stop Alex Carston. It takes
something a little bigger than
even a good newspaperman."
That's just it, Julie. I am
nrore than a newSnaDermaY1. now
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Fixers Fail
To "Beat
Rap"

I'VE taken a little Job on the
side"
Dourly, Julie passed off Bills
statement.
what are you doing now, door
to door canvassing with brushes"
"Julie dear. I'm serious. Can
you keep a secret?"
"You ought to know, Bill, that
that's one thing I learned from
Carston."
Guess that's right, kid. Well,
here it is For the past six
months I'VE been working for the
Treasury Department" he whis-
pered.
"The Treasury Department."
asked Julie increduouSly.
ayes, under the Intelligence
Unit Of the Internal Revenue De-
partment."
"You-you haveP But why,
Bill? I don't see the point"
Here it Is in a nutshell, Julie.
Because I know the Treasury De.
partment is the only branch that
can put Carston away where he
belongs, I Joined because any guy
that knows as much about Cars
ton as do and doesn't do some.
thing about it, hasn't enough red
blood in his veins to give a trans
fusion to q mouse
A look Of genuine fright-al.
most panic-Swept into jules
countenance:
"Bill! Suppose he finds out!
They'll kill you'll"
when he finds out, darling, he
won't worry about me. He'll be
too busy doing other things
among them 20 years for income
tax evasion"
"But how can you get the evi,
dencep"
with your help, darling"
mo, Bill. No. I can't. I'm
I'm afraid"
SHe1l never know until it's too
late for him, dearest"
BILL, you don't know CarSton
like I do. He's uncanny."
well, what am supposed to-
be-somebody's idiot boy?"
"Oh, Bill, you don't under
stand. want to help but I also
want to live, and I want some
day to be Mrs. Bradford live
Mrs. Bradford"
Honey, you've got to help. If I
were still only q newspaperman, I
would feel differently. Then it
was my duty to print news, and
preserve my condolences. Julie,
never broke a confidence in my
life. I printed my story and told
the world to 60 to he'll when they
wanted to know where I got my
information. never pumped you
for secrets about CarSton because
I knew you, too, had to keep your
condolences. But can't you see,
darling. that now I'm not talking
as newspaperman" I'm q sworn
officer Of the law, pledged to de-
stroy by legal means such rats as
Carston. Now want all your
condolences and in my new posi-.
ton I'm conScience-free in asking
for it-in fact, I'm duty-bound to
beseech your help-to demand it,"
"Oh, Bill, I want to help, but
I'm afraid-afraid for you and
for me, too. feel it is my duty
to help put Carston where he be-
longs, but how about us? Well
be the ones to suffer if he finds
us out, and he surely will"
"Oh no he won't, Julie"
bill, give it up, please for me,
dear. You've never formally pro-
posed to me, but then, I've never
formally refused to marry you.
Take me away now and wen for.
get your duty-we1l forget Car.
Ston and all this"
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NOW READ ON
CHAPTER ELEVRN

Bill Bradford and Julie Gardner trundled along in Bills little
He taking her home after evening ride during
which neither had talked much Theirs bitter problem.
In ve eager to marry they had extraordinary attachments
which kept them frustrated two lovers had been
fore all the ranifications romance through time
La opinión., 1935-04-07
CAPITULO XVIII

Ell mayordomo de la duquesa habia
tenido ell honor de servir al emperador
Y ell salon de SUI palaeio era Inc de los
mas confortables del mundo. Los tres
hombres que estaban sentados IN uno
de sus divanes, eran los poderosos direc-
torres de los asuntos del pals y sentfan
correr por su sangre una ola de opti-
mismo. No obstante, era muy serio oil
asunto que embargaba sus ~pensamien-
tos.
Estamos ~haciendonos demasiado mo-
dernos-dijo ell primer ministro.-Es-
tamos convirtiendonos en- ultraciviliza-
dos, fuera de toda similitud con los
hombres de carne y sangre.
-Esta listed citando a alguna per-
soma imposible-dijo sir Edward.
-Uno siempre eta inconscientemen-
te-admitio ell primer ministro con un
suspiro.-Lo unico que quiero decir es
que, qu~inientos amos atras, hubieramos
tratado de arrancarle la verdad a este
joven, v%istiendolo con un ropon negro
y usando ciertos Instruments terri
bles, va desaparecidos, y, sin duda al
guna 10 hubieramos logrado.
La opinión., 1935-04-07
r. l. .P R / n L P IL
j A II O n ES
Por E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEM
Traduccion al EspahoI de ANA-RcsA JIMENEz

v~illoso; pero. no ha progresado tanto
como ell nuestro, iyerdad?
Ell movie la cabeza.
-Creo que, en- materia de prospero,
la parte en- la que hemos sido mas me-
gligentes. ha sido esta de las diversio-
mes. Pero tambien listed debe de re-
cordar, duquesa, que nosotros no po-
scenes csc anhelo de diversiones que
los embargo a ustedes. Quizas
demasiados adustos en- mi pals, lady
Grace. Carecemos de csc delicioso
aire de. irresponsabilidad con ell que
los londinenses parecen hacer su ca
mino a traves de la vida.
Ella estaba un POGO perpleJa.
-Creo-dijo-que. en- su fondo,
listed nos r%eprueba.
No olga ESQ, lady Grace-rogo.
Els, simplemente, que hemos sldo
educados en- diferente escuela. Todas
esas cosas son maravillosas y, segura-
mente. las echare de menos. Ell mum
do esta subyugado en- occidente por
esas costumbres. Toxic y Londres es-
tan mas unidos hoy de 10 que 10 han
estado a traves de su historic.
-iY nuestros pueblos?-pregunto
ella-icree listed realmente que nues-
tros pueblos respectivos esten muy
distanciados? Por ejemplo, entire US
ted y yo-anadi6, tratando de pregun-
tar con naturalidad, pero m%irandolo
fijamente-icree que haya mucha di-
ferencia de raza? listed cast podia ser
un ingles. no de esos hombres a la mo-
da, por supuesto, sino un hombre de
~letras, de estado. alguien que toma la
vida por ell lado serio.
Me hace listed un delicioso cum
plimiento-murmuro Ell.
-Hagame ~entonces ell favor de con-
testarme con sinceridad-dijo ella
Considere por un momento que soy
n joven inglesa tipica y digame 81
soy muy diferente de una joven ja-
ponesa del mismo grade social que ell
milo.
Ell vacilo un momento. La pregun-
ia era sin duda sumamente embara-
Zosa.
En- TODD ell mundo, los hombres
somos iguales-dijo-somos como la
yerba, que cree en- todas parties y Sc
diferencia muy POGO. Pero las flores,
isabe listed? son distintas. -. En- CO
de pals tienen sus peculiar dades dis.
tlotas.
Lady Grace ~suspiro. iQuizas 81 ha-
bfa sido un POGO audaz! Pero. de to-
dos modos guerra l~levarlo lejos.
-Pronto levantaran ell ~telon-dijo--
Y nc podremos hablar mucho. Me gus
tarfa decirle cuanto me allegro. . Guam
contentos estamos todos de que venga
con ncsotros la semana que viene.
" 20 lie aseguro que no hago mas
que pensar EN- ella-contest6 Ell con gra
vedad.-Se trata de mi adios a Ingla'
terra, de mi adios a ustedes y de mi
adios tambien a los que seran huespe'
des de 81 padre. Ellos han sido mis-
mas caros amigos durante mi ~estancia
en- Londres. y no podre olvidarlos.
Ella afirmo.
Penelope viene tambien-dijo ra-
pidamente.-6No 10 sabe listed? Penelo-
pc y Sir Charles Somerfield
ST; asi 10 he DIDO decir--contestd
el.
Ell telon Sc levanto. FL %encantador
murmullo de los v~iolines fue absorbi'
do rapidamente por la atronadora mu.
sica de una Marcia. Lady Grace sc
echo hacia adelante en- ell palco. FL
principe Mayo permanecio EN- la som
bra. Ola la musica, pero tenfa los
CLOS %cerrados.
Evening star., 1935-03-13
THE WEATHER

District of Columbia-Mostly cloudy
tonight and tomorrow; not much
change in temperature: lowest tonight
about "a degrees; gentle, shifting
winds, becoming northwest tomorrow.
Maryland-Mostly cloudy tonight
and tomorrow with light snow in west
portion tonight, probably ending to-
morrow morning: slightly warmer In
west portion tonight.
Virginia-Mostly cloudy tonight and
tomorrow with light snow or rain in
west portion tonight, probably ending
tomorrow morning: not quite SO cold
tonight.
West virginia-Cloudy with light
rain or snow tonight and probably in
extreme east portion tomorrow morn
ing; warmer in east portion tonight;
slightly colder tomorrow in north and
west portions.
Evening star., 1935-03-13
1tt Mrntnrtarf.

BOSWELL. ELSIE M. In sad but loving
remembrance Of our dear mother. EiSE
NJ. BOSWELL who passed away three
years ago today. March 13. 1882.
Two willing hands. q tender smile.
4 loving heart that knew no guile.
Her Joy to make some other briEht.
II sick or suffering one she knew.
No thought Of self, but Sf the other.
we moth notS.r = i5a5H ip5EaVorED5H caiInREN fHas as
EMBREY. ANNIE. In loving remembrance
Of my dear and only daughter ANNIE
EMBREY (nee sheidl. the beloved wife
teen years ago today March IS. 1921.
It's been fourteen sad and lonely years.
Dear daughter. since you were called
Oh, how well do I remember th. sad
FISHER. WILLIAM B. In loving memory
Gt G.% egr dear ssibsnd and ni.s:d fsthsI VIII
ife i shrte yeaFs ago Mach Ma1 fs 1882 '
Till memory fades and life departs.
You will live forever in our hearts,
Time takes away the edge Of grief.
WIFE EDNA. AND SON RAYMOND.
FISHER. WILLIAM. Loving memory Of
my dear brother. WILLIAM FISHER.
who died March IS. 1882.
Brother. no one knows my silent heart
Or the loneliness feel.
Ny thoughts are Of you daily.
And my eyes shed many q tear.
God alone knows how I miss you
~ 1"S DEVoTED SRS11a5 tisI SISTER Rosa.
LEWIS. ELSIE. In loving memory Of our
mot mGthsF sf. ELSIE ELSIE LEWIS. who departed
wonderful mother. so faithful and
Loved By her friends and all whom she
HER BhfS hfBSfGoHTzRs AND cRANDoH!I-
MCGEE. WALTER II. In sad and loving
memory memory t 81 D., STn our devoted husband and
US one year ago today. March 1s. 1884.
Anniversary mass for the repose OF his
soul said at st. Vincent do Pauls
We lost a life companion.
"A life linked with our own.
as 0 yak gay through Rif If. 'GT sOne mors
DAUGHTER ALICE.
ns nv IN devoted sS but 1.
this iite one year sSO today. Gsfsh
u. 1894.
As time and days and years roll by.
Oh. Cod. i We could turn back tn.
bfS $aEf $iE sES H|A7 #sSsSS = SSSs'
Sl0 AMI nOo0ANb
TISINGER. JOSEPH B. In loving memo
~ Of our father. JOSEPH B. T1SINoER.
who departed this life seven years ago
today. THE CHILDREN.
TURPIN. BESSIE Z. In loving remem-
brance of our dear mother, BESSIE Z.
year ago today. March 13. 1884.
EREectOTis SGis one from from Y: .f,.S + gene
A place is vacant in our midst
Which never can be flled.
Sleep on. dear mother. sleep on and
take thy rest.
We loved you. but God loved you best.
HER LOVING DAUGHTERS.
WANDER, MARY NJ. In sad but loving
remembrance of our dear mother.
MARY NJ. WANDER. who departed this
life eight years ago today. March 13.
1927 HER CHILDREN.