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Show EMERY COUNTY PROGRESS. CASTLE DALE. UTAH I - "i i I THE REDDING MARCH MURDER by Monte Barrett IMS. CopTrlifht. Bobba-MerrS- il ty tba WNU Sarvlca. CHAPTER XI Co. Continued 21 as before, lie moved around once more to reach anxious 1( table, of the walL He tie partial security Lnded the table, his left hand exuded before him, his right at his side, Etching tne revunn. lie aia nor. Know He was warned, w It DilK"1 nav" Deen H1B Ittlnlesi i 01 ureal" on(,ui. i Lement Or that even more vague Silently, fctlnct of danger which he had often Whatever it was, he kit before. and whirled, swiftly, bis reril jssed face the room. caught Peter on the back the jaw, near the ear, Just as he tai turning. It was a terrific smash, at would have ended the struggle when he Sight then, had he not turned id, As it was, It glanced off, but Its tree knocked him off balance and sent m sprawling to the floor oo all fours. The novelist's quarry had used the ime strategy that Peter had adopted. e had been standing, back to the laH waiting to catch his enemy himself and the vague light of As Peter rounded the e windows. tble he came into the position for filch the man had been waiting, lit the impact of the blow, Peter's Partly jpTulver clattered to the floor. jued, the novelist lost a precious mo-leIn groping for the weapon In the jfcrkness. In that Instant, his enemy tas upon him. The accuracy of a sec-U- i blow was spoiled by the darkless. It caught Peter on the shoulder, but It served to acquaint his with his whereabouts. The jan was on his back, raining blows iown upon him, terrific, flail-lik- e Wows, fat bruised and stunned, but still frald find no vital spot. Unless he Jpald reverse the tables, and quickly, feter reallzpd that he was through. He drew his right leg up under him, id then kicked out with all his frength. Ills lashing foot caught the pier man on the ankle and sent him finning Against the table. Peter cked again, but the second effort !ssed. However, he was free of those fushlng blows. Once more he groped fer his weapon, but could not find it. fe could henr the scrape of his heels ns he struggled to his feet, jpaln he had wasted a precious sec-fc- d in vain search for the revolver, fto late now. Peter rolled to the ifM quickly, to avoid the other's Ni. Only one blow caught him, and $e was to his feet before they The blow That blurred weaving shadow was the man he had come here to get. He knew he must end It soon, or he would lack the strength to end It, ever. Once more Peter dove at his opponent, putting all his ebbing power Into the tackle. Together they tottered backward, but the wall broke their fall. Dimly Peter heard the crash of breaking glass. It seemed far away. A rush of cooler air cleared the His enemy's mists from his mind. shoulder had shattered the window pane. One last effort now. Peter lunged His fingers again, almost missed. clutched at the fellow's coat. Rut he was falling. lie tried to catch himself, but his fingers lacked strength to grip the rough wool of his antagonist's The air clothing. Falling falling! was crisp and cool. Then he remembered the broken window. In his last desperate effort to tackle the murderer, he had missed, and lunged through the window. If only he could have clung to the fellow's coat, he might have saved himself. Curious how Rough wool. Tweed. the texture of the garment should have Impressed itself on his mind In that last Instant. When people are dying, they were supposed to think of their past lives. Writers always used that. All the misdeeds of a lifetime were supposed to flit through the final seconds of a dying man's consciousness. Yet he was dying and all he could think of was rough tweed. Curious! Then he was struck one last terrific blows rained on him. hammers of rage, any one of Wch miKht end the struggle If it fnded In a vital spot. Peter was ftankful for the darkness which pretested accuracy. Nor was he helpless With all his strength, he hurled pc Ests at his invisible foe, and found uncertain exultation at the hard lm- or ins knuckles which told him ?y had found a target. A random shot camrhr him on thp feck and sent him reeling backward fto a chair. It was too frail to sup-fr- t him, and he careened across it. chair and Peter splintered teromed into the wall. But his fall m been broken. Panting, he strug-to his feet. Now, for the first pe, his opponent was between him W the light. Peter could see him fwe, crouched over the chair, grop-P- S frenzledly Into the blackness to :fnd h!m' Choking back his sobbing Ifeath. Peter advanced cautiously, fw as his chance ! I The man straightened up Just as er hurled himself through the air ing tackle. lie struck his just above the knees, the numbing his shoulder. But Teter 'a not care. The man was down. ew wits confident of his ability to M on more than even terms, once s came to grips with the fellow. er Cardigan was more than six feet with a loan flanked hardness that not belie the d power of his his muscularity. Releasing F'P on the fellow's legs, Teter aimed I wions Mow to the abdomen, Intent endmg the struggle as promptly as ',8s'ble. The blow missed its mark, ring off, too high, ngninst the ribs. kW hwk h!s arm for another there was no time. His an-st gripped him about the body, 'ng him down. There was no Nfor a Mow now. Locked In each r arms, they rolled, panting, w the floor. Each was seeking for " opening that the other was too cau-rce f P CHAPTER XII well-Faine- f L grant. Into the table. There of broken S'ass. Once Peter Palm of his hand under ii.- .i0t "'WKoMst-chln. He gritted his fjlu and put all his strength Into the Fort aoV "ucu i"H oiner a neau HlS hntl. Inn' ...ulii whs wnistnng, pain- v "?esor,!l"'Ie agony In his chest. as Wa.hu 8nrne tremendous weight were t his brenth. Still he that head. It would soon Another Arrest Sergeant Kilday discovered that both Callis Shipley and Rylle Carmody were missing, at about the time Peter was struggling in Franklin's darkened office with his unknown assailant Rylie's disappearance was reported by the angry detective whom he had given the slip, In the country. The disappearance of the girl was discovered when Kilday sent for her In the hope that Daniel Bullis might Identify her as the woman in blue he had seen in the rector's study with Franklin. Aside from the fact that she had a week-enbag and left word not to expect her back for several days, nothing was known of her whereabout. "Has she gone with young Carmody or Is she afraid that Bullis might Identify her?" pondered the detective. He quickly abandoned the latter theory, as he realized she had not known he Intended confronting her with the politician. He was more than ever anxious to find the missing couple when he learned what had happened to Peter Cardigan. The novelist had been found unconscious, on the sidewalk In front of the fireer tMtldi nir. Nevertheless, it was the following d crashed rey tiflk'e .:k "Listen, it isn't half as crazy as that story you Just told me about an auto accident I know where you got that black eye. I know where those bruises came from. And you weren't even in an automobile, young fellow. "I can tell you why you were so anxious to give my detective the slip yesterday afternoon. I can tell you a great many things that you don't think And the things I know are I know. going to send you to the chair." Kilday's cigar was forgotten and cold now. He edged forward, the hard lines of his face no harder than the bleak stare of his eyes. "I was on to you from the first. If Cardigan had listened to me, then, he'd be here with me today, Instead of where he Is. But you're not going to pull the wool over our eyes any more. "You killed Jim Franklin. Whether you did It to prevent him from marrying your sister, after everything else had failed, or for another reason. We'll discuss that later. We know you quarreled with him In the study of the of the time church, within a half-hou-r he was murdered. We know that Webster Spears told you about Choo Choo Train that very afternoon, at lunch. Spears Is under arrest. He admits he told you, In the hope that you would stop the wedding. He even admitted, this morning, that he was the author of that anonymous message your father received. He admits everything, except the murder itself, and the phone call to Choo Choo Train. Perhaps that was your work. Oh, Spears has tried to protect you, but he won't any longer. Spears has talked, and he'll keep on talking." "Webster Spears?" Rylie's tone was Incredulous. "Did he say that?" "It doesn't really matter what Spears says." Kilday brushed aside the interruption with an impatient wave of the hand. "We've got the goods on you, anyway. After your quarrel with Franklin you returned to the study, entering by the rear door, so that you wouldn't be observed. He was standing In the sacristy door, with his lack toward you. You seized the knife that was hanging on the wall and stabbed him twice. Then yon locked that door, wiped the blade off on the curtain and replaced the knife In its sheath, first being careful to obliterate your on the handle. finger-print- Even then, right at the end, he was thinking of tweed. , a pillows. "I suppose It's time to cheer," he said. "But what has last night got to do with It?" "You ought to know." Kllday's eyes never left the young man's face. "Me?" "You killed Jim Franklin." At first Rylie smiled. "You hav a queer idea of humor," he said. Then he sat up straight. "Say, are you serious? Do you think I why, man, you're out of your head !" "You think so?" The sergeant was elaborately casual. "Crazy idea, eh? blow. an-pni- st mere good sense te understand her husband, and understanding him, she devoted herself to his happiness, which was her single purpose in life, ner outrageous taste in dress might expose them both to ridicule in the aristocratic circles In which they Her other shortcomings moved. might embarrass the prime minister. But all that was unimportant in the face of an understanding and devotion which a man with Disraeli's qualities of heart and mind could not fail to appreciate and to respond to. 'Mary Anne' knew what was good for her 'Dizzy.' She relaxed him and she fortified him for his great task. She was good for him. And she made him young, distinguished love her, commonplace and middle-age- d as she was, so that after her death no one could take her place, and for the rest of his life his note-papwas edged In black." Reflecting on the foregoing, a woman writer whose views on life are universally respected makes the following comment : "I thought of 'Mary Anne' when a woman I knew complained of the girl her son married. In her opin her Finds Moral in Life of Disraeli Good Wife She Who Makes Husband Happy, Says Woman Writer. "According to contemporary opin the wife of Disraeli, prime min ister of England, was Ignorant, frivolous, tasteless. To her brilliant. distinguished, discriminating husband she was everything a wife should be, the object of his undying devotion. "When they married, he was thirty-threshe forty-five- . His personality 'had everything,' hers, nothing. To society their marriage was ridiculous. To Disraeli It was 'a paradise of adoration, a refuge of lasting tenderness! "Where then Is the catch or the connection? "It appears that though Ignorant Mrs. Disraeli had good sense, which the prime minister found more comforting than the wit of the brilliant women he knew. 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The sergeant settled himself In a comfortable chair beside the bed and lighted a cigar. "So you gave us the slip did you?" He puffed a time or two. "Well, I won't deny you kept half a dozen men busy last night, trying to find you. Caused us a lot of trouble. But I won't complain. You've helped us a lot in the solution of the murder." "Helped you?" Rylie raised himself on one elbow. "Do you mean to say you've caught the murderer?" "I can lay my hands on him, any time I please," Kilday asserted. "I know who he Is, where he is and what he did last night It Isn't a mystery any more." Young Carmody relaxed against the The Blow Caught Peter on the Back of the Jaw. half-wa- ""anus, Of course, this meant that Spears was Innocent How else account for what obviously had occurred at Franklin's office? Who but the murderer would have hurled Cardigan through the window? Certainly that was not Webster Spears, who had been under arrest at the time. Callis Shipley lacked the strength for such a feat. But Rylie Carmody He had not been entirely wrong In his surmises, then. If Rylle Carmody had not given his shadow the slip, things would have worked out differently, surely. The sergeant was a determined man when he presented himself at the Carmody residence after being Informed that his quarry had returned. "I'm sorry," the butler declared. "Mr. Carmody Is UL He can seen no one." "He'll see me," declared Kilday dourly. Id his extended palm he exhibited his badge. "Take me to his room." Rylle was sitting up In bed, several pillows propped behind his back. His left eye was discolored and swollen. One arm was bandaged above the wrist and the knuckles of the other hand were taped. "Good morning. Sergeant. What brings you here so early In the morning?" "I guess you know," was the laconic rejoinder. "You look as though you'd run into a Rylie raised his arm, the better to exhibit the bandage. "Had an accident," he explained.' "Oh, yeah?" The sergeant grinned mirthlessly. "An accident, eh? Automobile, I suppose?" "Yes, I skidded on some loose gravel, "This was while you were trying to give my man the slip yesterday afternoon?" The young man pretended not to un- to grips. Once more the H at TC NOW and" :ne to before Bylle Carmody wis his home, to which be had returned during the night Kilday was resolved to place the young man under arrest, convinced that his flight had had some connection with Cardigan's morning located buzz-saw.- '8 f be over now. Ha , i comcIou. of the blow, which battered at hi face. The fellow must give In soon. He tried to force new energy Into Ms flagging muscles, drained of much of their strength by the punish ment he had absorbed during the struggle. Somehow his hold had been broken For the first time a feeling of hopeless-- ' ness engulfed Peter. He was very tired. How long they had struggled he did not know. He did know that It could not last much longer. He was almost at the end of his strength. His opponent must be tired, too. With the energy of despair he flung himself into a renewed attack. His arms seemed light, like cushions that he was pushing forward with tremendous effort Of what use were blows like that? He must hit harder! Harder! Harder ! Still his blows seemed only to float through space. From somewhere, far off, something was beating at him, steadily. Was It the throb In his head? Or were they blows? They no longer seemed to hurt. He seemed to be now sinking, sinking he could Just drift away, comfortably, into forget-fulnesHe tried to remember dazedly, why he should keep on struggling. There was some reason for it, but it kept eluding him. Then a blow In the abdomen hurt. Once more he remembered. He was fighting fighting for his life with Jim Franklin's murderer. They were on their feet again. He could not remember getting up. But here they were. I s (TO BE OONTIN't'ED.) i Page St. Patrick Many poisonous snakes abound .ew oik cilv. regions ne.-i- TIME Salt Lake City's "Newest EJOTTEIL f. 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