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Show t THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, SUN DAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 1, ifNOPMS. ftrftney ptfifold Uhm Chester tutor la hta n&ma. bss but his tntliftls spell hploo, sod the sUK'k. Eeok froet France, with nothin to do ain his dischsrro from the trillion 'ferrioe. he stum dm os in unexpected edeenturs to tbs horns of Bemsrdo Arts, s fesaous flosnrr, where, bf cbtDo. be heipa murderers, fcmssertes sbKl down three would-bs bend of eoeivhtite srsiost whore Arte ts seoretlf ewers tint oa behsif of tbs govern meat. Bfd some one to pilot bias oo mbt trips to Wsshtnftoo for hr strplsoe, end Spire jumps st the opportunity eles disturbing sxrtlemsot. He quickly encounter ment to the breety sdvsoces oX Morris Brigta. bis Hie father, sn somtrsi, newly acquired stepsister. ansrrted a widow while bis son wss In Prime, end himSpire reeeote thu bitterly. Moreover, he finds self infatuated with Arts's beautiful durbler. At the Estbar. Mirai Is irrepressible, however. bss Are country borne, to which the EJUng yertit breocht the Filinas and Morris for a visit, tbs rui comes upos Dr. Adrtsn Isssos, the finencisrs chief eld. just as he haa killed another of the plotters, a aceuadrel as vied Johnson who baa been masqueradinto tba ing as the yacht's stsward and has soeaksd From Isaacs Aria banrer to dlsabie tba airplanes. Marcia learns that Sptoe has tone to town with one of the Ana automobiles to iovesucate a dubious dive kaowo as the 101 club. A paper found oo the deade. steward in .11 rates that this ts tba assaestos' When Spire telephones that his car haa been stoles from in front of tha club Marcia takes a hand is tbs tame. Briny a bora mimic, she the dub. aimulatmv the voice of the dead Johnson, and commands the Inmate to return the car forthwith. Then, by chance, ahe overhears tala and of a plan to attack 8ptc and Aria from ths air Wash-Inttoshoot them down during ons of their fiirht to Warned of this by Marda, bptoa capturea two of tha cooaptratora, handcuffs ons of them in the airpltoe seat usually Oocupisd by Aria, and seta forth to battle, the result being that fiptoe's prisoner and tba two oocupanta of the attacking plana ara silled, fipioa'a other captive, an aviator named to kidTony, escapes and aa a last resort determines smooth-tnorusd aided by a nap Esther Aria. In this ha ia01s Bull. who scoundrel known as aueradea aa a secret service scent and turns up at. the Aria aetata with the crafty sfiepestion that tha girl psrmit herself to be kidnaped voluntarily to keep her friends out of danger. Tbe schemeandworks, tt la but Ola haa mistaken Marcia tor Esther, Marcia who assumes the idle of willing captive Taken to aa Isolated house, she has just concocted letter revealing bar hiding place in aa impromptu Fearful of coda whan aha hears footsups outside. ia not what may happen when it la found that ahadeddA but for help, Esther, aha considers calling that Ihia would msaa immediate rough handling and perhaps death. by Oles presence In the house. He made Tony' send that night for the Italian woman who had been concierge of the 101 club and who slept in the room next that occupied by Marcia to be summoned by a rep on the wall. He Inspected the food served her, and when the next morning four of the other conspirators arrived he refused point blank to let them Interview or so much as see her. Ole had, of course, his own good reasons for this, not wishing her true Identity to be discovered. They did not like it, of course, but dared not start a shindy with this big fel- then resolutely see It through, may be said tv have represented Ole 'a specially. He did rot believe that ahe stood In any danger of harm from Tonys gang. For ons thing there was nothing to be gained and a great deal to be lost by any maltreatment 0fher. It was possible. Ole thought that If Aria failed to be coerced (as of touree ha would) they might demand a big ' ransom e for Marcia and very likely get it whether or not they were got themselves afterwards. But this was her own affair. He, Ole, had nut been a party to, her, kidnaping because she had given herself up of her own free will to lnsuie the safety of Mr. Ana, low whoee evidence. good natuie was no longer in actually feared the law, but held the under world in contempt. Another night of tension pasted In tha yellow house. Oles room wae on tha second story at the foot of the upper atalrs, and he slept with his door and ona eye open, a small automalio under hla pillow. He had considerately explained to Tony that anybody an taring unannounced would meet a bullet coming out, also that such was the vitality of hla race that two of hla brothers had lived to get their man after being shot "though the head and heart. Tony believed him. The convincing quality of Oles vivid narratives was by no means confined to lm- - air did believe that h stood MARCIA danger of other ill usaga conspirators had hut ope, den- site motlva, which was to prevent Mr. Aria from smashing their attempt at solid or- They might be Individually gamxation. brutal crime, but in the presof any capable ent case they were concentrating on a single objective for tbe accomplishment of which they would be highly paid The sudden uplifting of a mens voice In anger below drew Marcia to the door again. It was not loud, but of a penetrating quality and the speaker must have been standing at the foot of the lower etalre, for Marcia wae able to catch distinctly tha tone and inflection. It lasted only a few seconds, then tank lnaudfbly again. But this had been long enough. In thoee brief tnitanta Marcia bad recognised distinctly the voice and words of Ole the Bull," and the words were: " Tou pay up now, you blighter, or Ill blow the game. There could be no doubt. The resonant pitch and suggestion of an English accent were unmistakable. It was the voice o' the man whose craftily Imparted information had got 'her Into this trap. Marcia could not help but understand. It had been a cunning ruse and aha had fallen Its ready Her supposed secret service agent dupe. was actually one of the band, or some clever criminal subsidised for the purpose so cunningly accomplished. He had been given her description by the mistaken Tony, then, on discovering hie error bad been acute enough to see tha msecs to profit by It And now be had come to oollect the promised wage before the error should be discovered. Marcia tank down In a chair and covered her fact with her hands. Mr. Christian Oleaon, alias Ola the Bull," r 01 Bull," mad hla way to tha railroad station thinking that he had never earned 110,000 ao easily. Then he reflected that ha had not got It yet, and felt lees elated. It seemed to Ole that tha fatea had played directly Into his hand. Instead of meeting' with obstacles he had run full tilt on j willing, almoat eager coadjutor ready to run any risk to safeguard her stepfather, an old gentleman whom Ole did not believe to be In the slightest danger. In fact, he did not believe Aria himself or any of hla associates to be In any danger. He had gathered that th murder committee had drunk Its full of strong measures snd that this effort to obtain the custody of Esther Aria was Its last snd not very brilliant hope. Ole had Inquired the time of the next train for New Fork and had calculated that taking this and a subway express for Staten Island ferry, on arrival he ought to reach the yellow house at least an hour before the car containing Marcia. He wished her to continue to think that be was ono of Arias unseen protectors, but on th other hand he purposed that Tonys receipt of her person should be F. O. B., C. O. D. He wanted to be on the premises though InvUlbla to her on her arrival, and did not Intend that she should entar thiouee until hla account was duly settled. Unlike th chauffeur and Tony, Ole was not outrageously surprised at Marcia's act. Ha had reaped many material benefits from hla extraordinary powers of Insidious suggestion, He was more than a student of human nature In general and that of Impulsive young women in particular; ha was a master of It. Marcia's type, a daring, generous, impetuous disposition which comes to a quick decision without counting tha cost. Admlral Eltlng. his eon, and Dr. Isaacs, and nobody could deny but that they were all in . danger. Thne was this to be sajd about Ole, that his cilmlnality stopped with theft. He was a swindler, btiner of money under false pretenses, a confluence man, blackmailer, end would not hesitate at actual larceny, but farther than that he would not go. He refueed to engage In any criminal operation where a killing, or even the employment of force might be required. This was not because he was afraid, as he was anything but a coward. But he was good nalured, easy going, even capable of generosity when his emotions were aroused, and a good deal of an artist. He had been an excellent actor, and had a good deal of the hlstrlonlo temperament. If he had believed that Marcias life would be endangered by her act he would not have let her go. She had aroused hla admit ation. She wa the sort of girl he liked. Oles phenomenal luck got its first set-back at the station. The train was half an hour late. Then half wJy to tha city it auf- fered another delay. He had to wait for an express, and on reaching the ferry Just missed a boat. He had never been to the jellow house, Tony having looked him up In town, and It took him some wandering about to locate It. Marcia had already been there half an hour when he arrived. Tony greeted him with a warmth which did not deceive Ole, who cam immediately lo business and demanded his money. Tony protested that he could not settle until th following day, said that he .had not counted en any aueh epssdy action, and did not hav anything approaching the amount, all of which was perfectly true. He did not Ole was sngry snd worried. believe that Marcia's friends and family would make public her disappearance for a day or two when th police failed to turn up any clew. They might fear a poaalble scandal. But there wae always the danger of Marcias betraying her Identity, and although ahe was the girl whom Tony had described and he waa still himself deceived. ,yet he would unquestionably repudiate th If the mistake were tobe d!sl obligation covered. Look here," raid Ole, angrily, give out a contract Ilk that it's to have the cash In hand. Cou have been better done? Here's th of her own accord and stopping own accord with no fuss or bot body. Now you come across. " But I tell you I ain't got it, to God." "Then get out and rustle It. How can I rustle It this time o night? I dont know where to find my man, and If I did It aint ljely hes got It on him. In vain Ole fumed and swore. Tony did not have the money and persisted that he could not get it until the following day. "AH right, said' Ole, finally, then Ill stick right her until I get It. Ive got to play submarine for a few days, anyhow, and lie on the bottom. I was seen talking to her for half an hour before ehe beat It, and my description doesnt fit such a lot of guys. Got any grub In the house? Sure, said Tony, who had really no Intention of bilking him. Plenty of room, too. Tou stay here tonight. Ole. and well square up tomorrow. Come out In the dining - room. He led the way and Ole followed, grumbling. "This la no way to do business," ha growled, and then In a louder voice just as ha was passing. the foot of tha stairs. It looks damned phoney to me. But dont you think for a second you can get away with It, old dear. Tou pay up or Ill blow the game." fihhh! whispered Tony, and pointed up th stairs. But Marcia had heard. Ehe might have felt better about it If ah had known how much her situation waa Improved f i, Tea damntd idiot, that it not Aria's daughter! For Ole was getting more and more savage at the postponement of his promised premium. Tony could not get in touch with the holder of the purse. He tried to reassure Ole, but without marked success, and as another night approached and the swindler grew ugly and suspicious, Tony would dearly have loved to knife him and drop him in the narrow, but Ole took excellent care of his handsome and athletic person. He had always despised the criminal type of Tony and his fellows, their theories and methods, and Ole he was not afraid of them at all. He had extracted presslonable women. money for chimerical 'echemea from shrewd business men an if onona occasion' prevailed upon a hard belled aherllT to connive at hie He kept tbe temperamental Tony escape. In a ferment of fear, rage, and Indeclaton. Ole to him was a blond, amtllng devil. Smiling ferociously, Ole assured him that If he cought him going to Marcia' room he would wring his head off his shoulders aa one twlate a cocoanut off its stem. . Tony believed this, also. Matter came to a focal point whan early Saturday morning Ole was first drowsily then alertly conscious that somebody had pasted hts open door and gone up the etalre. He sprang up half dressed and, pistol in hand, stepped out Into the hall Just In time to see the door of Marcias room close be- hind a squarely built man in dark clothes. Looking down the first flight he beheld Tony Mapuy Ever After "That' all right. Ole. Its the chief. Toull get your money, now." And high time, too," snapped 01. Mhata he doing In her room? -Well, you dont pxpect him to buy a cat In a bag, do you?" " Huh," grunted Ole, he must have about as much confidence In ou as Ive got," He stepped back Into hla room, slipped on the rest of hts clothe and went downstairs, anxious and ugly. The crucial moment hd com. Ole knew that If this chief had ever eeen Esther Aria, or even a portrait of her, he might whistle for hla bonus. In such a case he did not Intend to make a fight for It, because however such a row might turn out It mutt lead to certain arrest. He had not long to wait. A door alammed upstairs and a man cam running down. He had 81avie features, a pointed black beard, and his fao was pale with anger and consternation. Tou damned Idiot," he enarled savagely at Tony, that la not Aria's daughter!" He glared around at Uit astonished group. Which of you Is the fool who kidnaped Readjust She Pouted. IPs Too Drab and Tiresome house was away from the main highway, the road leading to being in summer little more than a grass grown trail. It was midwinter now and the grass was dead and patches of It were covered with snow. Winds complained across the prairie and the black branches of a row of roadside willows clawed at a sky a shade less black. The place was ten miles over frozen ruts from a town that wasn't much of a town. Out by tha barns a man swung a lantern In the darkness and sang in a voice that made no pretense of quality or keeping a tune. And whenever the moon shines oer the cow- THE . shed, door. waiting at the He had learned the song In camp. Ths first time he had heard It half a hundred throats had make the barraekrafters shake with the chorus. Now he sank it alone into the wind. It was something he had brought back. . . . He glanced toward the house. A mile to the north there was a tiny square of red against the blacknesl; the neighbor had lit up. His own house had no light Shining In the window. Tdu going to town tonight snd youre peeved because I got home late, he accused when, his chores finished, he came in to touch a match to the lamp's wick. I was over having It out with Rausch about those egg shipments. He says hes only making a small profit himself said he could show me hi books. He says you can't take (,000;000 men away from producing and then expect Aw, I dont care what Rausch said. I dont care about anything around here. She came In from the other room where she had been lying down. I told you a week ago that I wanted to go to town tonight. Without any eupper? Ive already eaten mine. I see. Well, In take you to town. And I know what it means. I know how youve acted ever since you got that letter from Mae Belmore. Tou don't Intend to come back." He flipped th burnt match toward So you didn't mean any of th wood box. those things you told me down there at Camp Dix. none of the guff you wrote me while I was overseas, nothing you told tha preacher. I know the band was plsying those days and I had on my uniform." "I guess I ain't th only girl that got atung on a war romance, ah came back, Tou've started It sow and chin lifted. TH be e And then, with all hands down. Oles heel suddenly cleared. Th fit of madness rushes whirling off like a cyclonic squall. Ha wij sn adventurer, an opportunist, and hts ag! brain leaped at the chance of a coup theatre. He would turn the fracas Into rescue, make Marcia believe that he h fought hie way through barely in time save her Ilf. Qle rushed up th stairs. Th chief b left tlj door unlocked and he burat in find her standing nearly dressed In th m die of th room. Com quick," cried O " I've smashed the scoundrel. I'U. take y . home." From somewhere outside a police whist blew and they heard the rush of feet und the window. On of th men able to do Jk had bolted and run Into th cordon of Spice' and hla bluecoata. There cam the tramping of heavy feet on the stoop. Ole understood. The police were at hand. No doubt th chief of th band had been followed. 01 saw that he was trapped, but there was still th opportunity to pose as Marcia's protsetor. But ho was too far for th right effect. He must bs found In ths act of having just defended her. The curtain should rise on an heroic tableau. Quick," said he, " I'll save you. but there's not a second to lose. He drew hla pistol, rushed her down thf 'Upper,etaJr.''Tt was ' his object to be discovered supporting her at the lower. And he was by Tony, who seeing the game to be up and believing 01 to have double-crossethem, drew hla aut tnatic. aimed and fired. Th bullet pierced Ole'a heart And In that mortal fraction of a second his splendid vitality enabled him to vindicate th truth of a lying statement a paradox, but then much about Ole was paradoxical. Hs swayed, leaned against the wall, aimed at Tony, and shot him through the head. Then, as the front door buret open he lurched forward and came crashing down the stairs. Thua died 01 th Bull as he had lived a eham. s the description given me by your men. Now you come across, and quick, or Ill rales bell with you!" The white face of the Russian grew livid. Hla yellow teeth were bared and hie savage features seemed to draw back, giving him the expression of h mad wolf.' 'All of hla plans' had miscarried. Tbelr death blow would be struck within the next few hours. He faced ruin, Imprisonment, and now thee stupid hireling of hit had by their careless blunder involved him In a crime for which there was no possible pardon. In his impotent fury he lost his head, sprang forward.'and struck savagely at 01 with hla flat. And then the pot began to boll, 01. at the limit of his self control from twp long nights of worry and nervous tension, went suddenly "baresark." The flat of the Russian gashed hla mouth, loosened his fine teeth, and drove him raving crazy. He was a skilled boxer and his answering blow startedrsome-wherbehind hls right knee and stopped more or less under the pointed beard of the chief. Thu turned to on the Job he carried e Copyright: To be' concluded. By Henry C. Rowland. 1920: Ongy Fred Sweet have we got to go. Did you ever eee anything so bleak In your life? Ive experienced ices friendly landscapes, he replied, and they rode on In silence. He left her In the Greek candy store to get warm while he went to put his car away. I didn't know when you talked and She was to wait for him there, but when he wrote about your farm that It was anything came back she was gone. He bought a cigar like this. What do you expect me to do all of th Greek, lit It, meditated. Upon the stillness that waa over th town, there cam day listen in on the telephone line and read the mall order catalogue? music from th brilliantly lighted opera house. The town was taking In Betty's Listen. Doll, we could clean up In a few Boudoir." Th Greek had on of th lithoyears if youd only show a little pep. Were in for it In his window. She waa over Is the best there this graphs place right during with her friend. Mae, and the old bunch. He l'eadjustment period thats going on In th world. strolled up the street, passed down a dork I dont want to readjust," she pouted. alley to th rear of the theater, bruehed It too drab and tlresoma through the stage entrance door. He looked at her ateadily for a moment Why, hello, Prop." . A thin and slowly shook hla head. " And you told youth In shirt sleeves, busy at shiftme that youd be willing to go with me any ing scenery that showed but Ita canvas aides, looked around sleepily, took the dgaret from place even If it called for living In a tent Aw, the war over now. There bis lipa a lot of stuff pulled during the war that sounds Why, how ar ya, sergeant? Hardly knowed ya at first In the clvles. I cant let silly now. The big war is on. little girl, dont forget ya back there. Against ths rules." Seems funny, you and I wrangling again that There more than on way for a becaue I want to ae her. A smile played country to go .to smash besides being pounded with guns. Weve got plenty of fight on on hla hard, aet lip. Tou remember how our hands. And this billet suits me. Iva I got past you down there at Camp Dlx. No, eeen enough far places to Isst me the rest of I aint going to treat you rough. Ills attiI don't want to ae her. tude changed. my life. Tou can stick here." she fisred. Its aH Tou can tell Doll all Iv got to aay. Tbu can tell her tor me." youve ever known, outside those eighteen months In the army. But I'm going and I What ya want to tell her? " " Tell her for me that I'm Just aa glad to dont want you to go with me. I saw w werent going to get along. I saw it that have her go as she la to go. Tell her that day you met me at the train that big fur with her housekeeping act she gets tha coat of yours and those overshoes. I saw hook. Duet, Props,' the dust around that I was stung, and I was sick enough to back place out there If there'd ever been an Inout then, but I thought maybe I could do spection of quarters ah would have been something with you. and I thought maybe a given three months in th hoosegow. Tell farm was a good place to rest quiet and hot her that I had thought Buck McGee could biscuits and honey. Its quiet, all right." beat the world aa a greasy cook, but that Never mind going over It all again, Doll. she's got 'em all skinned. I'm on my way now. That's all." Get your things .on and we'll start right away. We may miss the first act There was a moan from the orchestra' Mae wrote that they could use me If I violins out In the pit, the blend of brass, th wanted to come on." plaintive wall of a clarinet. Half way to That's what I thought. Well, get ready." tha entrance door the man In th fur coat They were half way to town before he hesitated, a choke In his throat, hla eyes spoke again. The condition of the roads wistful. It was twanging on hU hearthad kept him occupied with th machine. strings, th music was. It hurt Twanging " I think If youd waited until spring you aa the orchestra had that night at Camp DJx when ah bad sung: might hav felt different about It, Doll. Its And th smiles that fill my life with sunpretty her then everything green. Thera shine aint a prettier country anywhere than It la Ar th smiles thst you give to me." here in June. I used to shut my eyes and see It. Eh had smiled Just for him that night at him, sitting out In front with all thos I was wondering. she answered. " how the Betty's Boudoir company happened to men, heart hungry, and homesick, and applay a burg Ilka Bradford Just fpr on night prehensive. with th sailing data set. He even. I didnt know they ever got anything pictured her now aa eh had been th first there beside Mary Bickford every Monday time be had aeen her her flashing eye, her red Ups, her feminine frailty. Th dally night. Mae said In her letter that they had ten In th Chorus. Say, how much farthar clash that had gont with their married life were forgotten. . The glamour was about her well hav It out The fellow that came back of the stage in the theater there at Camp Dlx and the mutt that's trying to make a slave of me out on this lonesome old farm are two different birds." Same guy absolutely the same." we might I Dont Want to on with wild and exultant abandon. Tonyt jaw fall within th aro of a swing whlcl landed him a senseless heap under th hat table. . The others, having no time to escape were caught up. smashed down, battered smothered In ewlft driving blows. On oi them reached th front door and with hit hand on the latch was gripped suddenly b .the nape of the neck and his head dashe i f against th wall. grow led. The blood rushed Into Ole 'a face. "Tou shut up. Mr. Rasputin," he growled. "I'm the guy that persuaded her to come her on Lift Battle. not and three of hla gang standing at the foot of the stairs. Whoa that blighter Just gone up?" Ole her " rOtRTEENTH INSTALLMENT. Olee 1920. at gain. " Tell her to come out here, Props.' " He poke in a different voice. She aint here." " Don't lie to me. He was the sergeant again. " Get out of my way! And suddenly, coming out from the other side of a curtain, aha stood before him. " I'm here. In the black eyes there was appeal, " I wae just on tha other elds ef that drop. I could of ewore when I heard your voice there at th last that w waa both back there at Camp Dix again and that you had on that military police belt and pistol. Tou have got it on, somehow It and the fur coat, too. She came nearer, and her voice lowered. Do you know why I sang just to you hat night, why I waa so glad to have you come back to aee me? It waa because I had seen you that afternoon with your men tan ding In front of 'era, yelling out their name In that hueky voice of your a defying ny man In tbe line to meet you man to rnm down In the woods If they didn't like your The glamour wae about him again. Style. ftou got me that afternoon, and you had (tne all the time that you were gone, up un- w-- a til I understand, he interrupted, reaching for her hand. I guess the girl I came back of the stage that night to see wasnt anything real. She was Just a vialoq that I made mistier and more unreal the longer I waa away from her. I know I know for ure now that there couldn't be any other woman, Doll; but that morning I met you at the station to marry you I noticed you looked kind o' worn and I aw your yellow hair waa black does to the roots. I never said anything. Time was sort Of high strung when we met each other. Tou see, wa fell in love when th world waa on a big Jag." Ha And we settled down to married laughed, life In the gray dawn of the world headachy ihornlng after. Doll," he finished eobsr-ly- , do you want to go back home with me t aa bad aa I want you to? She looked up. He knew the look, sad a fur coated sleeve all but smothered her. Sitting out in front, he tried to pick up th plot of Betty's Boudoir," but in tha middle of the second act, ha leaned toward her and undertoned: . About your cooking, Doll, I didnt mean that exactly. No cook could be a bum as Buck McGee was. Toure a rookie at It, that all, and tte been thoroughly proved that Its shortsighted to look down on a rookie whos got tha right kind of morale. Ehe made no answer, ' 1 know what you're thinking about, DoIL Tou'r thinking about tha bunch. I think bout my old bunch, too, sometimes. I waa thinking about you, aha whispered, " about tha place out there about us." I . I 7 |
