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Show BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER Page Six - - THATCHER . i. also, at tne Uine Deserted her, too. Led her a terrible life, I've heard." There was a motive a yard wide a man who's abused his daughter Miss Celles Bailey returned to her ought to be killed. Mr. Quincy him- home here Monday, following- a two self said so, the next breath. It weeks visit in Pocatello," Idaho, the was lucky Lane had kept out of his guest of her grandparents, Mr. and sight. Mrs. Lorenzo Bailey. "But I didn't kill him, nor that Mrs. James Peterson visited for pestiferous Miss Kendall. I'll ad-to several days in Salt Lake, the guest mit I came to the Head to try of her daughter, Mrs. Grant Holton, get back my daughter's $10,000. and her children. Roddy told her, after he'd been and Mrs. James Peterson and drinking one day, he had a personal Mr.Mr.and Mrs. Harvey Diderickson in but the not at Head, bank hidden the Castle. He'd fooled the police at attended funeral services for John the time of the search; but if she'd Holton, at Perry, Sunday. take him back he'd get it and repay Mr. and Mrs. Harry Samsbury, of her. The depression left us espe- Salt Lake City, are the guests of cially her and her twin babies Mrs. Salisbury's parents, Mr. and she'd remarried after the divorce-ha- rd Mrs. J. C. Christiansen. up. I'd seen no mention of Mrs. Ralph Forsgren and little Lane in the Rockville paper. I deof Corinne, are visiting at termined to come to the Head and daughter, of Mr. and Mrs. Albert home the look-seThe auction of the have a Johnson. set me would church thinking. That Mr. and Mrs. Melvin Christensen be the very place to hide wealth, in an unused church. So I came. I visited with relatives and friends in didn't know whether Lane was still Ogden, Saturday. Mrs. LaVar Johnson visited here afraid to show up here, or had taken the money away or not. My daugh- with relatives and friends Friday. ter refuscj to have anything to do Mrs. Johnson has been spending the with him or his money." winter with her parents at Portage "Did you send me the cash to buy while her husband is with the armed the church?" forces. She just recently received 5 He pointed his cane at Hugh. phonograph records from tne cocoa Cola Company of San Antonio, Texas. "He did. Me, I'm poor. I bid, but it were made by LaVar The was a relief when you got it, Judy. on the recordings and a buddy, Earl, That would give me access without on the harmonica, guitar. Spanish suspicion. No, it's clear as a brook: Mr. and Urs. Edwin Harris ana The recluse died by accident. The Charles of Ogden, were guests son. bridge collapsed. Norcross avenged and Mrs. Roy C. Anderson Mr. of fell. Kendall his sister. And Miss All we have to do is wait for the po- Sunday evening. he A farewell social was held Thurs lice, who should arrive took out his watch, "about fifteen day evening for Dean Compton prior or twenty minutes." to his leaving for Camp Kearns to silententer training as a Cadet. The prin Victor's hands Mr. very interesting, ly. "Very, cipal speakers of the evening were Quincy. And the wind tied the blue Bishop Jessie Petersen of the Penscarf around Lily's neck?" rose ward, and Leland Feterson of "You should know. I wasn't down Tremonton. A vocal duet was given there. We'd all left the church and by Arlene and Beth Waldron. Master gone to the bridge. You stayed a Richard Buck Miller, of Salt Lake while, didn't you?" gave a number of selections on "Yes. With Judy." Did Lily's City, accordian. The remainder of the the death coincide with the gull's cry? evening was spent playing games. A I felt sure it had. Victor changed delicious tray luncheon was served the subject. "Why? Anything to add, M. I. A. officers. the by Potter?" Tuesday afternoon,, Mr. and Mrs. The artist jumped, his wide eyes C. C. Peterson entertained their P. bulging wider. "Me?" He shrugged. The time was spent in to neighbors. Came here "Not a thing. paint, A delicious luncheon was chat. and a fine chance I've had! Never social were placed for Mr. Covers served. before. of heard or the saw place Went to Rockville first, just as you and Mrs. A. W. Bergstrom, Mr. and did, Quade, and a fellow said, when Mrs. James Peterson, Mr. and Mrs. I bought some linseed oil and tur- Albert Johnson, Mrs. Albin Berg pentine, 'If it's scenery you want, strom and Mrs. Mary P. Anderson. go to the Head.' So I came and liked it, and now wish I hadn't." It was was still there the longest speech I'd ever heard I started to open my closet door from him. saw I'd have to move the and The minister wasn't saying a church picture again. Oh, dear, his He the stood rail, by thing. more But this time I was forgotten, gazing out toward careful paint! and turned it farther along Rockville. But he faced us quietly the wall, taking hold of one corner when Victor spoke to him. Sudand reversing the painting. a to want add "And you, De Witt, I sat back on my heels and denly word?" stared. As plain as day the face of a "You mean my prison record? little monkey showed through funny It'll doubtless be raked up. I'll just the place where I'd wiped it with a say this: "I lost money in the Lane newspaper a little while ago. The Bank failure several thousand doonly monkey I knew of as a pet bellars. I came here summers Rocklonged to Gloria Lovelace Lily ville, I mean and preached there, Kendall's niece! I began to wonder as well as in New York. Because of what the rest of the picture looked a scandal, I was ousted from both like. Some of the funds for churches. The paint was still wet. As I maintenance were missing. The poat it with paper a portrait swiped lice received an anonymous letter emerged daubily. Nothing distinct hinting that there might be a conbut a young woman with oodles of nection between the embezzlement curls holding a monkey. If I could at the bank and the church affair get some linseed oil or even keroI was ridiculous. accused perfectly sene, maybe I'd have a portrait. and sent to prison and served nine Two initials came to view A. P., of then one deacons months; my confessed.. I always thought Lane down in one corner. Albion Potter, of course. might have sent that anonymous letI recalled a picture of Lily's niece ter. No proof could be found. There the movie star and a monkey. I was a horrible interval of suspicion I shouldn't, but I deliberatsly knew before the police accused me. At the church everyone thought him went into Miss Kendall's room. And the first thing I saw was a photoguilty. His father had come to me and I'd talked with Roddy earlier; graph I'd often noticed before of a that is, tried to get him to do the pretty girl with lots of hair holding a monkey. That was queer right thing. If he had taken poor up pet Had enough. Lily given Albion Potpeople's savings or forged my name ter a commission to do a portrait to a certain check I prayed with him to clear his conscience. He of her niece right from the photograph? That must be it. Yes; there told me to go to Hades. His fawas. A little linseed oil and anyit shot ther, my friend, himself, but one could see the subjects were the that wasn't until after I'd been tried and convicted and served time. Now same. The painting, what I could of it, looked very good. Why you know, and if you'll excuse see He left us and went to his should Potter green it out just tc do that old church, which wasn't room. Victor announced quite bluntly, painted nearly as well? Didn't he "Several things sound fishy to me. think it good enough to submit? I went up and put on my dotted I wouldn't advise anyone to try to get away in the Eleanor, for in voile and joined the others before the police came. "That was a swell stance. portrait you did of Miss Kendall's cried "Including yourself?" Hugh. Mr. Potter," I smiled at him. niece, "Including myself." He was rehashing his own status "Only I wish you hadn't painted when I went in. I was a sight and over it." I never did a the police were due any minute. We portrait of her niece in my life!" might ail be taken to Rockville for "But your initials are on it," 1 questioning. I'd fix my hair and persisted. "On the back of the picjump into a clean dress. That dotted blue voile would do. I hurried ture of the church you gave me.". to mv rnnm he money? Yes, it (TO DE COST1M ED) wj?"F - ME ADD S -- B4 ISABEL WAITTU terrible." RELEASt is "Hughie, why did you put that glass bead in my powder compact for De Witt to and leave the "Nonsense! Fiddlesticks! Come find? You must bag known it would have along in the house, Mr. Norcross. I implicate me." on my don't Want two invalids "Oh, yes; the bead. It was a hands." one. I found it. Thought you nice Hugh just tugged at the boat with could give it back to Miss Kendall. the others. Always picking 'em up for her." "No use, Auntie. Leave him "So you were. Pretty kind to a alone. I don't believe he's guilty, ei- person you'd planned to kill." We'd ther; but he has his own reasons been almost whispering, but now I for confessing," I said to her. got up to go into the house. "That sister of his! Crazy as a " 'Fraid it won't wash, Hugh Norloon! Mooning up there when her cross; any more than the pool of own brother is trying to go to jail. blood Bessie says was at the foot of I'll bet the church steps. No one else saw i "Hush, Auntie. Let's help the any traces of it. She's covering for imen." you, and you're doing the same for We went down and helped steady ithe thing. Luckily it wasn't far to her." A whisper came between us. !the Gerry landing a weatherbeaten, broken raft, anchored to a tiny pier "Shut up, Judy! Go on with the act, beyond the barn and not far from Norcross. Know you're innocent, but off it'll throw the real the strip of beach. so Victor aloud said, Then The rolling was slow, but after a guard." while we reached the edge of the that the others could all hear: "Now woods. In the path something bright that Norcross has cleaned his slate, can any of the remainder of you lay gleaming, and I saw it was one throw from any light on various angles? ;'of Lily's small green beads her mixed string. Poor Miss Ken- Might keep some of it from the audall! She'd never walk this path thorities, if it had nothing to do with again nor scatter her innumerable the crimes that is." beads. I stooped and picked up the I saw my aunt turn her back and 'little memento and put it in my knew the teeth were being plunked 'pocket. Then I sat down on an old in again. "Mr. Gerry and I will not willow stump to rest. mind their questions. I'll own up to Auntie was urging me to go back destroying the pipe. Bet most wives to the house. The boat was already burn up a smelly pipe or two. It's 'at the water's edge. I wanted to silly to think, even if it dropped out 'see the final splash and learn if it of Wylie's pocket at the fish shed, it could have set the fire. Burned j would be safe. I hoped Victor Quade wouldn't get into it, when, with a him, wouldn't it? Why don't you 'mighty shove, it slipped into the bay. come clean about your daughter, As a matter of fact, nobody did. Mr. Quincy? Can't do any harm Just then Thaddeus Quincy let out now." Thaddeus Quincy pounded the 'a yell and waved his red table cloth like anything. Sure enough, a sail steps with his cane. He was sit'boat was making for our wharf. ting in his chair down at the foot of ;She had no tender, but as she came them, and now his face seemed about the men hastily tied the Elea-'nstrangely contorted as he glared at and stood shouting till it's a my aunt. iwonder anytfling could be made of "Couldn't you leave her out of it!" lit. he thundered. He had a motive, too! He could "Ahoy, there!" yelled the man. He had a stalwart-cane'Lane ready? Lost my tender." So get around alone, for hadn't I blun,he'd come expecting Roddy to go dered into him in the church aisle? .sailing with him. And Roddy hadn't Had his daughter been another of (kept the date. Roddy's victims? And why hadn't "Lane's not here!" shrilled Quin-c- my aunt told me? A new respect for "There's been a her came over me as Mr. Quincy De Witt held up his hands. "Let sputtered: "She had nothing to do .'me, my friends." Then he bellowed: '"Send the police; at once. Murder! CHAPTER XVII : ; she" j i you-kno- w i i or . , y. Understand?" The man let go the tiller a second ! ; with his hands. "Not j to megaphone 'Lane! Did you say murder? When 'he didn't show up I came after ihim. You want the police!" I was sure he was going to but he righted his craft and sailed slowly, oh, it seemed so slow-'ltoward town across the cove. "It won't be long now," Potter said, "and I'm utterly glad. Sorry for Norcross, though." "God help him!" muttered the minister, making for the inn. "I think I'll try to rest a bit till they cap-;siz- e, y, ; 'come." ' Uncle Wylie pulled at his old corncob pipe a moment. "Nella, where's my pipe? You know, the one I like." "Where the police can't find it. ,How'd I know anybody'd confess? I I burned it!" "Dang it! Burned my best pipe! That was a smart thing to do! What'll the police think when they burned ,find you've deliberately some of the evidence?" Uncle Wylie was mad. "Let 'em think what they please." Aunt Nella swept up the steps with dignity. "Come along, Mr. Norcross." She had no intention of sharing her precious elderberry wine 'with all of us. But Hugh sank down in a chair, his head slumped forward and a dazed expression on his face, as if he could no longer take it all in. I sat in the next chair. "Be a relief to be let alone in a nice quiet cell." he said to nobody in particular. "Only my own nerves to consider, for a change. I believe it'll be a rest. Maybe poor Bessie will snap out of it. Help her, Judy. And know this, before they come: If things hadn't turned out this way, I was going to tell you something. It doesn't matter now. You wouldn't want to hear it from a fiend like i me." I could still see the sailboat disappearing in the opposite direction. The sun was hot. Below us lay the charred place where the fish shed had stood, with its gruesome exhibit. Beyond, poor Lily, whom the men had thought best to leave where she was cruel as it seemed to us all. 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