Salt Lake Tribune | 1917-03-11 | Page 45 | Grazy Kennedy, Detective Solves Knotty Problems

l - Crazy Kennedy, Detective n U U H ?5 Solves Knotty Problems By RLNTG W. LARDNER. CHAPTER I. ONE day in February I was engaged en-gaged in an interesting game of rhuui with my friend, Crazy Kennedy, when there was a knock at the door. I welcomed the interruption, inter-ruption, as I was over 30 cents ahead. "Come in," cried Kennedy, impatiently im-patiently throwing his caids ou the floor. Tho door opened and a young1 lady of about 37 entered hesitatingly. hesitating-ly. " Her eyelashes had recently Seen clipped to almost nothing; her nose shone with the soft glow of the winter day outside; there were two front teeth missing, and her chin was her most forward point. "Mr. Kennedy?" she said, looking look-ing questioningly from one to the other of us. "At your service, madam,7' said Craxv. "Miss, please," corrected tie charming stranger. ' Miss Anna-belle Anna-belle Gordon." ' ' Good gracious, Annabelle! " cried Kennedy. "I am in a quandary," said our visitor. ' ' I am keeping company with a young man 3S years of age. He sends me candy and flowers, takes me to the motion pictures, calls on me evenings, and telephones tele-phones me from six to ten times a day." ' ' A refugee from Matteawan, perhaps," ventured Kennedy. "No," replied Miss Gordon. "I asked him that very question. But he told me he lived in an apartment apart-ment on the west side and had lived there for ten years," "What is his name?" inquired my friend. ' Marvin Parker. " ifiTlTAIT one moment," said ' V Trazy. and before I knew what he vas doing he had whipped a telepicne directory out of his pocket. ' tile pored over its leaves. ''LetV' Je, " he murmured. ''Parker. ''Par-ker. ' 5,:t begins with P. L, M. X. 0, P-er1- Paper, Parham. Here we ohns,Parer- . Marvin Parker, reskh ra 4003 West Vnu Buren; Ganiah, T-i."LU. Weil, what's the nm 'on; O1 Has he disappeared?" an 5 an,iP?((" saif jss Gordon. 4-5. T hucd on Following Page.) ifth rn- - - CRM KEfflY IS AMAZING DETECTIVE (Continued From Preceding Page.) "I left him only twenty minutes ago. We had been at lunch together." to-gether." "What's your quaudarv, then? Didn't he pay the check')'' ' ' Yes. But you '11 understand me, Mr. Kennedy a girl of my at- In if Mf Ml 1 1 Oil y mo "Yes. But you'll understand me, Mr. Kennedy a girl of my attractions does not care to receive attentions from a married man." tractions does not care to receive attentions from a married man. And I cannot find out whether or not ho is married." . "There certainly is an element of mystery in the case." agreed my friend. ''Have you asked him1?'' "Yes, twice, and he said no on both occasions. But I have called up the Garfield number several times and a woman's voice has al- " ways answered." "His keeper, possibly," said Crazv. "But why puzzle oyer it? I think I can find out without any trouble." CHAPTER IT. WITH his long, slender finders he adroitly removed the receiver re-ceiver from the hook and dropped a bad nickel in the slot. It seemed an hour before he had obtained his connection, though it could not have been more than 'half that long. I could distinctly hear, at tho other end of the wire, a softly modulated mod-ulated female voice, evidently that of a lady of wealth and refinement. "Who 'is this, please?" inquired Ken nedy. "None of your damn business," replied the voice. "Is vour husband, Mr. Parker, at home?1' my friend asked. "'That's none of your business, neither," said the voice, and we could hear its owner violently hang up. ''Mis Gordon." said Kennedy pitvingly, 1 ' it is well you came to me before it was too late. ..Marvin ..Mar-vin Parker is married." Persons in Pittsburg are dickering for the national amateur baseball tournament. tourna-ment. They want to see a regular ball game once in a while. j