Arizona sun., 1947-08-29

hand quivered nervously as he
beckoned him towards a chair. He
took the paper the man handed
him.
''I'm manager of the store OF
East 80th street. Received this note
early this morning. I left the place
and hurried right down here as
soon as could. Didn't have time to
change my Clothes" he looked
down apologetically.
''Your store will be next. This
afternoon" the note read. 1t was
signed: "The Pork Bandit"
Nosey scanned the writing care
fully. Nothing there to give much OF
clue. Have you seen the police?'
mo sir, thought I'd speak to you
first. They seem to be getting no.
where fast" he laughed ruefully
There has been a note before each
crime, you know" he reminded
him. Nosey abSent-mindedly pat
ted Dermie'S neck. She stirred,
looked languidly at the visitor and
dozed off again.
NoSey asked him a lot of ques-
tions and the visitor seemed anx-
ious to supply all the details pos
sible. "I'm fattered you have SO
much confidence in u.s." Nosey told
him. will you pardon me a mo-
ment while l get my notebook.
want to jot down all the information
you can give me-
Now Nosey never bothered with
a notebook. Any old piece of copy
paper did for the hottest scoop.
Outside the city room, Nosey
headed for a telephone booth. He
made a call, picked up a notebook
from a protesting stenographer and
returned to his nervously waiting
visitor.
He wrote down sentences scrupu-
lously, making sure to dot every
''i'' and cross every st." To anyone
looking on, it was evident NoSey
was stalling for time.
It was only a matter Of a few
minutes before the two husky cops
arrived. A pair of handouts were
clinched on the now sputtering visi.
tor who demanded to know the
meaning of this.
Here, boys" Nosey addressed
the cops, lis your Pork Bandit" He
kind of sneered over the name as
only real egoist could do.
The man suddenly stopped bat
ting. How did you know?" he
asked.
well, you see," Nosey drawled,
his five feet four swaying magnif-
Gently, you said you just came
from your pork store. When Der
mie woke up and just went right
back to sleep again, l knew that
was a lie. If you had really come
from there, she would have been
over there shifting your pants and
licking your leg, maybe even chew
ing piece out of it. It's past her
meal time now," he smiled down
fondly at Dermie who had stirred
at mention of her name, looking ex-
pectantly at the empty plate.
He went on: '"Then you told me
some details that the police have
carefully guarded from the public.
Nobody but the Pork Bandit himself
could have known them"
The man hung his head despair
ingly. Il used to own half of the
chain of stores,' he spoke bitterly.
Until my partner swindled me out
of my share. It was the only way /
knew of to get back what really be-
longed to me-"
For a moment Nosey's gaze was
sympathetically bent towards the
mans back as they led him away.
Then he returned to Dermie.
Have patience, old girl" he pat
ted her head. When he returned,
there was an extra cushion in Der
mics drawer domicile and brand
new plate. It has two sprightly mice
painted on it. This has caused no
end of concern to Dermie, who,
minus her once sharp teeth, can't
figure out just how to bite into the
little rascals. She doesn't have any
trouble with the extra helpings Of
boloney. though.