Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1941-05-02
copyriEh,: 1871 BY News Syndicate Co. Inc
A School Teacher Goes
Apartment Hunting
and Finds q yeIUeL
Bandit
IN TWO PARTS-PART ONE

ciSpy on MdiiildttdIiS rHty -Se'eHtn
street that rainy Saturday afternoon,
but still not few enough for the pur-
pose Of the man in the tan raincoat.
He loitered until the CLINT of brass
buttons had disappeared inside the
cigar store on the corner, and then
pulled his hat over his eyes and strolled
casually toward the glittering windows
OF vanderbock ct Gle, Jewellers, Found
ed Paris 1890.
He paused there briefly, and then
passed hurriedly on. leaving. behind
him one neatly wrapped brick, one
smashed plate glass window. and no
diamonds.
As the burglar alarms let go with
nerve-paralyzing clatter, the man in
the raincoat ran out into the street
and leaped lightly to the side OF a small
shiny roadster which happened to be
rolling conveniently along there, driven
by what was later described as "a
blonde dame with sunglasses."
The roadster picked up speed, but
then from the cigar store on the cor
ner rushed a uniformed officer, shout
ing Halt and fumbling with the catch
of his holster. There was a sharp dry
slap OF pistol shot. Brass buttons col
lapsed on the wet pavement, and with
a screech of tortured rubber the car
rounded the corner and disappeared
north toward the park.
The burglar alarms continued, and
then the wall of sirens swelled the ear
splitting din. A radio car slammed on
its brakes beside the crumpled figure in
the gutter but the doctor who jumped
down out of the following ambulance
shook his head and said Dead on ar
rival" Fifty-seventh streets drama was
now only another paragraph on the
police teletype.
Humanity appeared in considerable
trampling in the broken glass outside
the jewelers. window. Precinct detec-
tiveS were very busy. and then stood
back as a Sharp-noSed lieutenant from
Uptown robbery detail took charge. And
finally nothing less than a big black
limousine from headquarters appeared,
from which stepped Wiry, gray little
his right hand.
The lieutenant, who had been star
ing gloomily into the looted window,
now turned and saluted "GroSskopf,
lieutenant robbery detail" he intro
duced himself.
inspector piper, homicide And Ser
geant Mains" said the man from down
town, waving at the curly-headed but
extremely serious youngster who had
driven the car. We're only kibitzing,
lieutenant. Go right ahead"
ITS simple smash-and-grab," the
lieutenant said. Like the other cases
we've been having. Only this time old
Sam Bodley had to get blasted as they
were making their getaway
Some day these jewelers. will learn
to use safety glass Piper observed.
ANY Witnesses
Lieutenant Grosskopf shrugged, and
pointed inside the store. There's the
doorman at Carnegie, and dame he
said.
door, and then WINGED as clear and
familiar feminine voice sounded above
the noise of the crowd.
WOO hoo! Oscar"
The Inspector turned, as If to seek
shelter, but 1t was too late. Pushing
through the ranks Of the curious, duck
ing beneath the rope barrier 10 the det-
riment of her somewhat amazing hat,
a black cotton umbrella. Oscar, 1
simply must tell you
"Oh, it's you'll" muttered the Inspect
or, without enthusiasm, as he turned to
face Miss Hildegarde Withers. You
know, some day I'm going to smash
that radio of yours. so help me-
IT wasn't listening in on your old
police calls" snapped the maiden
schoolteacher Indignantly. Il was right
here in the neighborhood, shopping for
an apartment, and heard the sirens"
"Ail right, all right" he told her.
Now run along" Lieutenant Gross
kopf interrupted, bearing brick par
tally wrapped in white tissue paper,
with festive red string and gilt stickers.
That's what the guy used, eh?' Piper
took the brick, hefted it, and then
handed it into the custody Of the hand
some young sergeant, in spite of Miss
Withers' obvious interest. stop trying
to act like detective, Hildegarde,"
Piper went on. There's no tracing
used brick"
He passed on inside the jewelry store,
intent upon finding the witnesses to
the crime. The sergeant followed, with
notebook in readiness, and Miss With
ers. trying to look as much like the
Invisible Man as possible, tagged along.
There wasn't too much to be got from
the witnesses. John Asch, doorman at
Carnegie Hail. had heard the alarms
and the shot, and had looked down the
street in time to glimpse the departing
roadster, which he thought was 1888
snort coupe. at all happened so quick!'
he complained. "A blonde dame WIN
sun-glasSes was driving. 81.
Miss Marcia Lee Smith, VINO ADMIT
ted that she was late OF savannah, la,
and now in New York to take up the
study of the violin, was making tne
most of her adventure. She was oaIk,
pretty, and laxative. Il was Just Walk
Ing along the street. to save taxi 1are
you know, and heard a great IRE