The Wilmington morning star., 1940-12-22
SERIAL STORY
DUDE COLLEGE
COPYRIGHT. 1910.
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lup and ran again. When Girar-
deau's head next showed, only a
few feet separated them.
He himself couldn't have said
what strange fury drove him, but
Yves was on the fleeing man with
a peculiar exultatio~ Both guns
had been emptied. Yves literally
dived at Girardeau in the last few
feet to make a flying tackle such
as any man who has played foot.
ball knows.
They fought there furiously.
Ronnie came running toward them
fast.
Girardeau suddenly gained his
feet but Wesley Strengthened up
ward, swinging under Girardeau's
guard. Splack! The mans head
snapped back; he fell limp. In 60
seconds more Wesley had Girar-
deau's hands tied with his O W n
necktie.
"Wesley!" Ronnie Bailey was
shouting nearby now. "Oh-h,
Wes!"
The officers had f ound Iona
Montoya dazed but not critically
hurt, even though in the landing
she had Jared worse than Girar-
deau. Mr.. Starr gave first aid.
The Border Patrol pilot took to the
air and when he saw that Girar-
deau was safely captured - with
Wesley and Ronnie waving to him
he flew back a few miles, landed
for a moment and promptly took
off again for his return.
1t was marvellous how he could
set the autogiro down and Lift it
from small places. When he came
to the crashed monoplane this time
all the others had gathered there
waiting, and he left the govern
ment ship carrying-surprisingly-
Girardeau's Indian drum.
Still painting, Yves York stepped
forward. He tore off the padding
around the drum. then with pocket
knife cut the rawhide head and
took out the parcel concealed
within it.
"You had the right bunch, DR..
York." Officer Starr said, calmly.
That's the bomb sight"
The others-Ronnie especially
just looked on, enthralled. Iona
and Girardeau had been hand
cuffed now,
1.-THE U. S. Secret Service owes
you a new hat, DR.. York" Starr
went or you've lost yours. And
there may be some points you and
Miss Ronica want cleared up, eh?"
"Y-yes!" Ronnie could barely
mutter it, nodding.
WELL" the officer looked with
obvious respect at Ronnie a n d
Wesley both, ito tell you the truth.
Glrardeau isn't French, and the
Montoya girl isn't Mexican. Our
federal under-cover. force has been
checking close for weeks the Mex
lean government cooperating.
He's German; she's some Asiatic
mlxup, probably part Japanese at
least. And she was playing him
Tor a sucker all along-ha! She
and some Jap agents have a secret
cache in Rainbow Canyon, with
radio and everything"
"Oh-h-h!o murmured Ronnie.
Wide-eyed. $50 that's"
Finally" the officer went on.
She made Girardeau take the &C.
tual risk of stealing the bomb
sight, but she would have taken it
from him."
Wesley turned toward Iona her.
self. "Did-you have it-when we
were out riding horseback? You
hid it then!"
Surly for a moment, Iona finally
nodded and spoke slowly, Except
for the autogiro I would have
taken it to my own countrymen
then, on the desert. Have they not
been near the bombing field all the
while waiting to observe the army
tests? Yanh!"
Certainly" Mr.. Starr agreed.
1--WE kept a secret watch on that
from the day Miss Ronica and /
caught the five Japs. Watched you,
too"
Later to keep Andre from be-