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Show THE Thursday, August 24. 1939 CHinLED dDF WNU SERVICB EYIIL THE STORY SO FAR Beautiful, young Kay Forrest has been employed by Christine Maynard, photographer, to pose for a series of pictures, the background of which will be exquisite Cathedral Gardens, famous Southern resort. Unknown to them,on one the Jeff Butler, mean, unscrupulous "swamp angel," has led a friend to spy two women. Kay. of necessity. Is scantily clad while posing for the camera studies. Kay frequently stays with Mrs. Ruth Hamilton, her son Barney, of whom Kay is very fond, and her daughter Margaret. Mrs. Hamilton, a remarkable woman, conceived the Idea of the Gardens following the death of her husband. One night, after a local dance. Kirk Reynolds, a gambler of Beverly, a resort town, and Kay go for a ride. Kirk's car collides with that of Harvey Jackson, and during the ensuing argument Kirk whips out a gun and kills the young, popular engineer.' Kay is ifcompletely stunned by the tragedy. Kirk threatshe tells even her father. ens to drag her into the thing she agrees to remain silent. However, the next time she goes out with Barney, he realizes something Is wrong. She tells him nothing. Mrs. Emma Forrest, Kay's mother, is firm, positive and demanding. Her father is exactly the opposite, kindly, and unassuming. While at home Kirk Reynolds calls for her, and she is forced to go with him despite her family's protests. He tells her the circumstances make It necessary for her to marry him so she cannot be forced to testify against him If he is accused of Jacksons' murder. They drive to a neighboring town and are married. The next time they are together Kay tells Barney she loves him. but is married to She refuses to tell him why she married the gambler, but he promlss Reynolds. to try to understand. Meanwhile, Miss Sonia ("Babe") Henkel, Beverly beauty of operator questionable morals, and Intimate friend of Kirk Reynolds, berates him for marrying Kay. ne'er-do-we- Terror-stricke- CHAPTER V Continued 7 Babe was thinking aloud. "So you did kill Harvey Jackson." He spoke acidly. "Pipe down on that." , i ' "She was with you that night," -What of it?" "Plenty. Now get this, Kirk, and get it straight. I don't give a hang what you do with other women, but when you throw the harpoon into me, I get sore." "So what?" "So plenty. I know why you married this girL And there are some things I'm not standing for. This is one of them." "You're not threatening me, I hope." "Take It any way you want. Where is she now?" "None of your business. It just happens I don't mind telling you that she went out to the Gardens with that Hamilton kid." "Making you look sappy, eh?" Her voice cut into him. He shrugged. "If that doesn't suit you " "It suits me . all right. What doesn't suit me is that you didn't tell me what you had up your sleeve." "Since when did I start shooting off my mouth to you? Now grab this. Babe, I'm in a tough spot. and you might as well know it" "Okay." "In this State," he said flatly, "a wife cannot be made to testify against her husband." She said, "You did kill him, didn't you?" "I'm telling you for the last time: Lay off that! I'm not talkin' to anybody, see, not even you." "I'd like to help . . ." "Then keep your trap closed. I'm saying nothing. Let the saps talk if they want. But don't you join in the chorus." He looked up at her. "And don't go soft on me." "I won't. I've played around with you a pretty long time, you know." "Yen, I know. You're on the level . . . and I'm glad you're not doing a run-ouThough if you feel that way go to it." She said, "I don't though. It's just that this marriage of yours ain't easy to swallow all of a sudden, Also, whether you like it or not, I don't enjoy the idea of you being in a jam." He took her hand with what was, for him, a great demonstration of affection. "You're not so bad your-- ' self, Babe. So snap out of it." "I will." She waved and went out the door. "So he ditches me for a country !kid." Her fists clenched. "Well, he can't get away with it." t. . i i i CHAPTER VI The Lotus Gardens were nearing ' . completion. It was understood that they would be ready for the public as soon as the azalea season had passed its peak. More reclaimed swamp, greater and more bewildering beauty. More tourists. Business men were delighted, persons didn't quite know how to accept it . . and godly souls who lived in the very rural districts considered it a disgrace. Country preachers declaimed against this imported iniquity from the pulpits of cross-road- s churches, hands were held high in horror, the name of the Devil was bandied freely and with unction. And town and country alike the people pointed unwaveringly at what had occurred since the completion of Ruth Hamilton's scheme to beautify ugly swampland and at the same time earn a fair income for herself and her two children. There had. been, for Instance, the murder of Harvey Jackson on a lonely country road. The Harvey Jackson Mystery. It at was railed that at supper-tables- , at church socials. It conwas thus dubbed in front-yarversations and at gathering places I ke the Fair Play Store and the Bon Ton Pool Room. It was denounced as a shame and disgrace, and the public inquired frequently an vewhy Gabe Dixon didn't hemently ' do somclning about It. Mr. Dixon was Solicitor of the Seventh Judicial Circuit, of which Beauregard County was a part. He was a resident of the town of Bev erl: man who was tall, lean and nervous He had misty, shifty eyes nd large, restless fingers and feet He was addicted to stiff white col lart nd ridiculous little while ash ' , d ' ties. In times of stress his emotional reactions were betrayed by an exerted bobbing of his collar-buttobeneath a prominent Adam's apple. He was a keen politician and a member of a family which controlled at least half the votes in Beauregard County. He was shrewd, keen and conscientious . . . whenever and wherever conscientiousness was not calculated to deprive him of votes. In a court-roohis very awkwardness made him effective, and he held the reins of office tightly, doing the major portion of his job with astonishn sessing great technical skill, he had planned and supervised. Margaret Hamilton was young, slender and unobtrusively beautiful. and she Her hair was wore it close against her small, perfectly shaped head. Her eyes were gray, like those of her brother. At the moment they were soft and gentle, perhaps because her hand rested confidently on the muscular arm of the young man at her side. He helped her into a little bateau which was tied informally to a stake. He seated himself beside her. and handed her a paddle. "We'll both have to navigate this craft," he said lightly. "Unless you want me to sit in the back." A boat came out of the darkness and purled gently past them. A woman's voice, freighted with a sigh for the things that might have been, came to their ears. The voice said, "Did you see that young couple? It must be wonderful to be young and to be here in the moonlight." Margaret Hamilton touched the hand of the young man. The place was overpowering in its beauty. Unbelievable. Tiny islands, flaming ash-blon- ing efficiency. For instance, he was genuinely anxious to find and convict the killer of Harvey Jackson. That, he felt, would be an excellent move. Harvey Jackson had been one of the most popular young men in Beverly, son of middle-clas- s parents, an able young engineer and a man highly regarded by maidens and others. And because Mr. Dixon was sincere in his desire to convict, he at first said nothing about the odd little compact which had been found on the road beside Harvey Jackson's dead body. Of course, the whole town knew about the compact, and discussed it avidly. The man who had found it failed to keep the secret. Dixon Solicitor investigated shrewdly, endeavoring to make sound evidence of that compact. He learned that it possibly belonged to Katherine Forrest daughter of Andrew Forrest. He couldn't prove it, of course not then because he understood that it was a type of compact which could be purchased in any of several New York cosmetic shops; the sort of compact that touring ladies might have carried. Then he discovered that on the night of Harvey Jackson's demise, Kay Forrest had gone riding with Kirk Reynolds. The evidence was still too circumstantial, but it indicated several things to Mr. Dixon. He believed that Reynolds had killed Jackson and that Kay Forrest had witnessed the .affair. Beverly's hard common sense, plus verbose interpretation by Solicitor Dixon, gave a fairly proper picture of the tragedy. Mr. Dixon was quizzed. "You reckon Kirk Reynolds killed him, Gabe?" "He might have." "Then why don't you have him arrested?" "No chance of convictin' him. Not on what we've got." "You knew all the time that was Kay Forrest's compact. Why didn't you light on him befo'?" "Lots of gadgets like that. Any of these tourists might have lost one similar." "But you could have tried him, couldn't you?" "That wouldn't have been smart. He'd have been acquitted, and then he couldn't be touched again." "Well" with a hopeless gesture "Look what he's done now. He's gone and married her." "He sho' has. And I cain't make her testify against him. Smart boy, this Reynolds." "Smarter'n you, eh, Gabe?" Mr. Dixon was unperturbed. "No-o- , I wouldn't be sayin' that This here marriage with them not even livin' together tells us plenty. It's Just about the same as sayin' that Kirk killed Jackson and Kay Forrest saw him do it. They might's well have advertised in the Gazette. And listen, when you know a man has done a crime, when you know it, mind you, it's just a question of time befo you git the evidence to convict him with." Cathedral Gardens was bathed In silver glow. Moonlight limned the old house sympathetically. A sign, tacked to a pine at the entrance to the Gardens, announced that inasmuch as this was the last night of the full moon, no tourists would be admitted on succeeding days after seven o'clock. A young man and a girl left the house and walked toward the water. The young man was tall and straight and broad of shoulder. He walked slowly and gazed through the almost unearthly beauty of the Gardens with pardonable pride. Jim Owenby, landscape engineer, had designed and built Cathedral Gardens. To a Beverly man had been given the distinction of having created this beauty spot. Working from Mrs. Hamilton's original Idea, fired by youthful ambition and pos NEPHI. UTAH S. "She couldn't know that. to only know that you'd be wi!'. do your best." He said gravely, "In this S'.i'e a By OCTAVUS ROY COHEN O OCTAVUS ROY COHEN TIMES-NEW- woman may testify against Iht husband. The law merely says that she cannot be compelled to." "You mustn't, Jim." "But I must." "Why?" "Because Harvey was my best friend, that's reason number one. Secondly, I'm fond of Kay." Margaret was staring off into the night. She hoped that her voice was steady. "Suppose you knew that Kirk killed Harvey. What would you do?" "I'm not sure." He paused briefly. Then, "Listen, dear and try to understand. A man can't just sit back and do nothing. I can'l . . . and neither can Barney." "Barney?" "Of course. He's all shot by this marriage of Kay's." "You and Barney have been discussing it, haven't you?" "Of course. As a matter of fact, we haven't talked about much else." "And so?" "We feel like a couple of prime saps. Or perhaps that sounds more flippant than I intend. What I'm driving at is that for everybody's sake we don't intend to let Reynolds get away with this." "You know he's dangerous." "What of it?" "This, Jim . . . and I'm trying not to be selfish. The past few years haven't been easy for us. You didn't know Dad so you can't understand what his death really meant. Then the financial collapse and the sympathy of our friends which was the wrong kind of sympathy. And Mother's worry over Barney which led to our coming down here so he could get away from wealthy friends who were too kind." She paused and he touched her hand reassuringly. "I know. Plenty tough sledding." "It is. Beverly has done a lot for all of us. I've been happy maybe because I found you. But whatever the cause, I'm jealous of my happiness. I don't want it destroyed." PAGE SEVEN Stan INisd k tV I ;HOV SEW Tempting Fate? Bergen Tukes Horse Doctor lie Shall lie! A'of By RUTH WYETH SPEARS Work over the hand writing with heavy, bright colored embroidery thread. Chain stitch, as shown here at the upper right, gives a good strong outline and may be done quickly. Use a different color for each kind of towel. Colored facings of prepared bias binding used Hat as shown at the lower left make a practical edge finish. If you use flour and- sugar sacks for Ily Virginia Vale plan under way THERE'S adramatic radio offerings may reach the screen, with you, the public, selecting them. Radio Guild Productions, Inc., of Hollywood, is behind it. The idea is that monthly contests will be held, the contestants writing to headquar ters and giving their reasons for thinking that certain pro- - dish towels, these suggestions for adding color will be especially useful. GOOD NEWS is lure for every homemaker. 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She's worked conscientious ly and done well, but when she found X T A BREAKFAST! j MADGE EVANS CHAPTER Vn Barney said, "I'm proud of you. Kay. My mother is proud of you. Margaret is proud of you. The cook is proud of you." Kay laughed in spite of herself. The third waffle?" she inquired. "Plus grits and shrimp and what have you." The girl rose from the breakfast-tabl- e and joined Mrs. Hamilton on the veranda. The morning was brilA young man and a girl left liant; pleasantly cool and crystal the house. clear. Dozens of tiny bateaus were patiently for passengers, waiting and seemed with blossoms, vague unreal. There were no dimensions. and already several could be seen quietly through the placid laJim Owenby propelled the little nosing craft into a sheltered bayou. Here goons. Barney came from the house and they were sheltered by a midnight joined his mother and Kay. went arms about blackness, and his Kay looked up into the clean-cuthe girl. He said nothing. He did face. "Going into town?" boyish not kiss her. Here was a commun asked. ion which transcended the desire for she "Needs must. Heavy business." demonstration and caresses, and if There was a shadow of appretheir bodies were vitally alive if hension in her eyes. "Shopping?" they were acutely conscious of each "Yes. For Mother." Strong finwere was because they other that very young and very much in love. gers closed about her arm. "And that's all, Chica. My word of honor." And then he said, gently. out . . Kay followed him into the house. we could talk here thought Mrs. Hamilton alone on the "I understand. Let's go back, be leaving veranda. cause we must talk." A bateau approached the shore, They found a seat in an arbor an eccentric course. In which was mantled with wisteria navigating d seat amid the double, wow we can and Margaret said, Mrs. Hamilton saw an elderly ships, talk." couple, and even at this distance it He took her hand. "It's about was apparent that the woman was Kay Forrest," he said. more than a trifle nervous. The boatMargaret nodded. "I knew that." man was white, a long, angular in "I'm sorry for her. Sorry as helL" dividual who paddled the little craft "So are we all." to the further discomfort viciously, all.esitated. "I've Jim Owenby of his passengers. Mrs. Hamilton ways known Kay. Since she was a recognized the man. Jeff Butler, kid. She's pretty swell." she remembered and she had nev "Barney thinks so." er liked him. He had seemed a sul"Well, he's right." Jim changed len and resentful person. She knew the subject slightly. "You know, instinctively that something was Barney has stuff I didn't think he wrong, and this suspicion became I had. thought he'd go under when certainty when Jeff drove the nose Kay married this Reynolds . . . but of the boat far up on the sloping during the past week he's been tak bank with a last powerful stroke of ing it on the chin like a man." his paddle. She nodded. "We've been watch Mrs. Hamilton rose to greet them. ing him, too. Mother and I. It's "Anything wrong?" she inquired. tough on him, but perhaps it's what "Yes." The man spoke in a high, he needed. A sort of tempering of the steel that we know is in him excited voice. "Who's in charge around here? I'm terribly sorry for him." "I am. Why?" his head. shook Jim "Why did "That fellow who had us in his Kay marry Kirk Reynolds?" boat . . ."He gestured toward the Margaret said, "You tell me." and I'll only be tell- lagoon. "He was drunk." "Right Ruth Hamilton's eyes narrowed. what everybody in Beverly ing you is saying. She was forced to marry "I'm terribly sorry . . ." "I was so frightened," Interjected him so that she couldn't testify against him if he happened to be the little woman. "I didn't know tried for Harvey Jackson's mur- what was going to happen. I thought every minute he might drown us." der." "Of course." "That wouldn't be likely. The wa"She was with Reynolds that ter is very shallow in most places. But that doesn't rectify matters. Sit night. She saw what happened." "Do you blame her for being down . . ." She designated chairs. "Tell me just what happened." afraid of him?" "He acted queer right from the "No. She's just a kid. And to And when we got into see a murder . . . She's in a rotten beginning. spot, but that doesn't alter the fact the boat he was ugly" that unless we're wrong about ev"And insulting, wasn't he, Arerything Kirk Reynolds murdered thur?" Harvey, and Harvey was my best "Quite. He kept paddling us, fast friend." when we wanted to stop and look at "I see . . . And so?" things. He wouldn't do what we "And so," he said bitterly, "1 wanted" let matters stand where they can't "And he had liquor cn his breath." are. I want to talk to Kay want "Then he got very angry when w to see if she'll tell me the truth." told him to bring us in. Now, we're Margaret pressed his hand. She not complaining said quickly, "You mustn't." "But you have every right to com"Why?" plain. I know tht man and I don't "It isn't fair. Kay came here lo like him. I'm glad of this definite get away from the nasty gossip in excuse to let him go." Beverly. She's our guest . . ." The woman softened. "We don't "But suppose she knrw 4hst she want anybody to kwe his lob . . was going to be protected?" (TO HE CO.Mi.VtXO t, high-backe- ... ..." that she was billed for "A Bill of Divorcement" not long after the. elopement took place she backed out not superstitious, it's said, but just didn't like the idea. William Powell is back at work again, in "Another Thin Man," ap- SAY KELLOGG'S parently completely recovered from his serious illness. Asta, the dog, has a prominent part in this sequel to the famous "Thin Man," and a year-olbaby makes its debut YOU SAY CORN FLAKES Cod. Tyrone Power and his bride. had a sort of busman's holiday in Italy, touring the Italian center, Cinecitta. 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