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! THE RICH COUNTY NEWS, RANDOLPH, UTAH (8XU)ir J T ijr Vs CUT ipa flv 'Charles J. Dutton Illustrations bg IrwitiMyet Copyright CH.PTER X -1- 7- 1922 By Dodd, Mead Continued. and Co. Inc. caused it, he had not the faintest idea. That was all he could tell us. That Briffeur could have been killed w! Roche within a few inches of him killed by some one who did not make Yet It sound seemed impossible. had been done. I concluded that the thud he had heard was the sound of the knife being driven into the body, but I could not account for the sound of the bough. The chief might have imagined that he heard it, or have been confused by the movements of the alarmed crowd behind him. Bartley questioned the others. Ruth, girl looked bewildered and Doctee Kings eyes opened wide. Miss Potter Even the alone remained unmoved. district attorney, lawyer that he was, demanded, Why do you say that? Bartley glanced at him as if he had expected a man with legal training to have better understanding, and in a weary voice explained; You all recog nize that Briffeur was killed as he was about to testify. Whoever did thO deed was afraid of what he knew. H could not, of course, have foresefen that the lights would go out ; but when they He did he seized the opportunity. feared that the chauffeur would tell who killed Slyke. And while he might not have been able to prove his statement, he knew enough to be dangerous. For myself, I believe the chauffeur could have told us, and that he was killed to shut his mouth. The district attorney made a little gesture of dissent I see that ; but ou the other hand, how do we know that Briffeur himself did not kill Slyke? He said, you remember, Slyke murdered I killed Maybe he killed him himself. Black nodded an emphatic agreement. This accorded with the theory he had advanced the night before. I could see that Bartley, however, was not convinced. As he made no comHe ment, the attorney continued, said nothing more; but may we not say that If he had finished the Sentence, what he would have said would 1 have murdered. been, Slyke KILLED HIM. Then why was the chauffeur killed? Bartley asked with a sarcas- Child ren Cry for USST' JA AKV GRAHAtt BONNER. COmiGHT I VUUBN NCV&Atftt UHiON DUCKS AND PUDDLES Quack, quack, said Mrs. Duck, how I do love puddles. Of course, a pond Is wonderful, anc so is a brook, and so is a river, and so Is a lake. "But when things have been drying up a bit after a dry spell of weather and a good rain comes and there are little puddles, oh, how I do love them. Quack, quack, said Miss Duck, I love puddles, too. Indeed I do." Quack, quack, quack, quack," said Mrsv Duck, I like puddles after a dry spell and I like them In the springtime. In the springtime it Is so nice to find the puddles and put ones beak down and feel the soft earth. The frost comes out of the earth then, and we can dig into the earth for some delicacies. Oh, quack, quack, that is Miss Potter flushed, and without MOTHER! Fletcher's Castoria is a harmless Substitute for waiting for him to say more she inCastor Oil, Paregoric, Drops and Soothing Syrups, especially not never I a heard terrupted, thing; a thing. prepared to relieve Infants one month old to Children all ages of Bartley studied her carefully as he Wind Colic Constipation asked, "Are you sure?" Her face paled, then the color reTo Sweeten Stomach Flatulency turned, but again she replied, I heard Diarrhoea Regulate Bowels nothing until that horrible cry rang ' pleasant. out. Aids in the assimilation of Food, promoting Cheerfulness, 'Rest, and And I remember,, said young Mr. I saw her shudder as if the memhow Drake, you all followed me along Natural Sleep without Opiates ory of it were almost too much for y on the Duck stroll we her, but she continued bravely, "I To avoid imitations, always look for the signature of had this spring. To be sure we didnt knew It was beside me, and 1 won- her face pale, trembled a little as she Proven directions on each package. Physicians everywhere recommend it go so very far, but we had a nice walk, dered what' had happened. It fright- answered that she had heard nothing and we found many a nice puddle and ened me so much that I cant tell but the cry. The district attorney remany a nice thing to eat. plied that he had heard nothing else, just what happened after that. And how you all did quack-quacShe seemed to be telling the truth; either, and had not dreamed that a tic smile. The lawyer shook his head slowly, and how you all did follow me and yet I could not understand how any- crime had been committed until he saw one had gotten near enough to Briffeur the figure on the floor. Doctor Kings and answered that he advanced his waddle along after me, stopping to eat and stopping to drink and stopping to kill him without the person next to answer was similar. The Impossible argument as a theory only. Take a good dose of Carters little liver Pills had happened. Briffeur had been murI have an idea, Bartley said, that to see what the soft earth had in it him hearing his approach. then take 2 or 3 for a few nights after. They restore near sennot without dered, anyone finished in them. the the had had only if chauffeur and what the little ponds Bartley toyed with a piece of paper the organs to their proper functions and Headache CARTERS withhim murbut the more tence it would have been Slyke murderer, But there was almost hearing a second, then smiled as he said, Of rejoicing and the causes of it pass away. over the puddles than over anything dered. I know who did it. THEY REGULATE THE BOWELS and course, the cry startled you. Miss Pot- out his leaving any traces behind him. As person after person denied havAs I listened to both of their theo- else. ter. But before or after it came, can PREVENT CONSTIPATION a sound, Bartleys face be- ries, one seemed to me Just as likely Genuine bear said Mrs. Duck, s Quack, quack, you think of no little occurrence that ing heard Small PiD; Snail Dose; SaiOPHcs me he iignatore told came he grave. Later, te be correct as the other. you are most certainly right. I think might help us? Nothing at all?" murI shall give a party and invite all the She was silent for a long time,' then agreed with my belief that the Theres no hope for an old bachelor derer could not have crept up on the It is not so difficult to be a good CHAPTER XI ducks to come and each of us will tell 6lowly, as if apologetic, she answered, some the story of the nicest puddle ever fellow to someone worth having as a who cant induce even a widow to That is, I heard nothing, but I did chauffeur without making at least finished, In Which We Begin to Find a Motive. seen. friend. marry him. think I felt something brush my dress slight noise. When all had a and faint a little he to me some for gave work shrug, had a on the side next to Briffeur. I am Bartley I think It would be fun to have Cuticura for Sore Hands. to his Ups. I would have do, and I did not dine until the othCATARRH 'not sure, however. I only thought smile came splendid duck pond dinner and then had know Soak hands on retiring in the hot suds what a to deal given good finished. While I was eating, we could all float about and each tell ers had disease greatly InIs Local a Catarrh I moment next did. The something fluenced by Constitutional conditions. of Cuticura Soap, dry and rub In Cuit. Currie wandered Into the dining room a puddle story. heard him slip to the floor and knew caused HALLS CATARRH MEDICINE conRemove surplus. struck that blow, Doctor and sat down beside me. The mur"Whoever of an Ointment which gives Quick ticura Ointment. It would be a splendid idea, said sists something was wrong. knew where to der had takdn all the life out of him. Webster commented, Relief by local application, and the Ointment with tissue paper. This is rer her at Mr. Drake. Bartleys eyes brightened Internal Medicine, a Tonic, which acts only one of the things Cuticura will do place It. The slightest fraction of an he had the Blood on the Mucous Surmark, and he asked eagerly, Can you inch nearer, and the chauffeur would It was the first time that seemed I think so, too, quack, quack, said through faces and assists In ridding your System if Soap, Ointment and Talcum are used He to crime. come so a close show us just where your dress was of Catarrh. have died instantly. The darkness unable to forget the cry and those Miss Duck. for all toilet purposes. Advertisement Sold by druggists for over 40 Years. brushed? So Mrs. Duck went about and Incaused the murderer to miss awful moments in the darkened room. probably O. A Co., J. P. Toledo, Cheney collect She hesitated ah If trying to It Is better to be disappointed In the exact spot he was aiming for the We discussed the affair for a while; vited every duck to come to her party. her thoughts, and glanced down at center of the heart love than It is to be disappointed In less it head the the The went emptier then I excused myself and ip her dark brown dress. Then she and for a moment search of fill it. to alimony. takes agreed, Bartley ' Bartley. on a little a spot placed her hand nothing was said. Then the district I had been thinking for hours of above her waistline. Bartley came to attorney broke the silence with, Mr. the latest crime, and no solution bad her side and looked closely at the come to me. I could not understand place she Indicated, Jthen suddenly how, In those few moments of darkknelt his eyes close to the cloth. ness, the murderer had been able to Straightening up, he pointed out to darker approach the chauffeur neat enough little a a us small splotch, to kill him, nor why the people next than the goods',of which the dress was to him had heard nothing. made. With a significant glance he When I told Bartley of my bewilsaid one word, Blood! he answered with a little came derment, horror look of At the word, a grin: I agree with you. Pelt, Its into Miss Potters face and she shrank very mysterious. Its the first time away. I ever heard of murder taking place Was that stain on your dress when at an Inquest and in a room filled with you put It on? he asked as he rose There are no clues, apparently. people. to his feet. To my mind, however, the real reaNo! The dress was worn this son for the murder was to prevent Rejoicing Over the Puddles. afternoon for the first time since It from Whoever Briffeur testifying. from cleaners. the was returned killed him knew about what he would and she told them what sort of a party He said nothing more, but went ducks were say, and feared that he would tell it would be, and all the back to the desk. I presume that we delighted. killed who had Slyke. were all wondering what the bloodThey thought it would be great fun Breaking in on him, I said, But he stain indicated. The wild thought to talk of puddles and to each tell of the not foreseen that have could Modem, progressive farmers, being rushed over me that she might, after also business men, now depend on fast lights would go out and give him a an Interesting experience about, or in, all, have killed Briffeur; but I dls-- . some puddle. was it the that I chance? cheap motor transportation to save thought missed it at once' as impossible. save products and get the money. Besides puddles would be a very Inthem. time, storm that extinguished Now, Roche, asked Bartley, did true enough. teresting topic of conversation. So nodded. Thats He Chevrolet Superior Light Delivery, you hear anything? with four post body was built espeIt was that last flash of lightning. everyone quacked a very polite acceptPrices f. o. b. Flint, Mich. Roche, of course, understood the cially for farm needs. It has the space Darkness was Just what he needed, ance and everyone came to the party which of and his red Superior 2Past. Roadster $510 his it answer; and power for a big load, importance and he took advantage of it. He had the next day. Mrs. Duck made great Superior Touring 525 mile. fast low cost a at moves face became cautious and his hands very per was She for it. Superior 2Prm. Utility act. busy several moments in which to preparations 680 Coupe clenched. Then, very slowly, as if went She For heavy work, Chevrolet Utility There were not many people near about the pond all morning. Superior 4Pas. Scdinttte 650 chassis Sedan 660 Track and at counting his words, he answered, I $575, market Superior to Express only the very bright to have pond to chauffeur the enough 510 Superior Light Delivery dont know, Mr. Bartley, that I heard "Can You Show Us Just Where Your killed him in that short time. only, offers remarkable value. Fits Commercial early and then she was fussing all the Superior standard truck body. any so Chassis 425 Brushed? anything that Is, anything except of Drese Was the time, arranging things He rose, went over to his bag and rest Utility Express Truck the little sound the people behind me would be Just 575 right. which Chassis they with back knife the ChevroletMotorCompany made when the lights went out If Bartley, I think that Briffeur knew brought duck arrived right on time, committed. Foi been the had murder Every Motors Dealers Drrision Sendee General and an Corporation of you mean, did I hear any one creep who killed him. At least, he had several moments he examined It, then and there was a great deal of Stations Everywhere Detroit, Michigan up on that poor fellow, I did not. If idea who it was. He was trying to he asked as he passed it over to tue dinner and everyone during died. when he us tell anyone came near him, I should have What do you think of It? greatly enjoyed the splendid dinner SUPERIOR Yes, Bartley replied, with a curiat least heard something; but I did reDuck had prepared. knife. Mrs. a odd was rather It It ous smile, he was not only trying to not hear anything like that sembled a hunting knife, and the And then, after dinner was over, evWhat did you hear? asked Bart- tell us, but to point him out You will showed it had had a good deal ery single duck in turn told the story edge In he before died. remember that just ley, a shrewd smile on his face. of use. The blade was very dull ex- of the nicest puddle she had ever seen The chief actually blushed. In an a last burst of strength, he half raised cept at the point. It was too large to and ever visited, and such funny stoI murdered and himself Slyke said, apologetic tone he said, Now Mr, and fell back dead. There be carried in a mans pocket, but a ries there were about puddles and slipkilled Bartley, I dont know If I heard any- is no doubt he woman could have hidden 'it someping In the mud. thought he knew who thing. But I thought There were thrilling stories of pudhim. He had not of course, where in the folds of her clothing, killed What did you think? As Bartley seemed to expect some dles which had been found after much was. he But seen who it suspected Roche shrugged his shoulders, hesisome one, and was 'trying to point him comment from me as I handed It back search. There were stories of Intertated, then answered, Why, I thought out. to him, I said, Save for the fact its esting puddles which had been filled that a second or so before he gave not very sharp and seems to have with such a delightful variety of out? him echoed to " point Trying He paused like that cry, I heard been used a great deal, I can learn things. Oh, It was a splendid idea of In astonishment man who is afraid that what he Is the district attorney Mrs. Ducks to have such a party. And He out him nothing from it pointed Yes, point will sound absurd, going to say how everyone did enjoy telling her own as the knife turned smiled he He Websters chest Doctor at straight dont know just what to call it It was hand. over his in over and redOh, his story as well as listening to the stories face and The doctor started very slight more like a little thud, He theres more than that It tells a of all the others. And then when the could scarcely hear it. It sounded as dened in surprise and anger. No Talent. Approved. knife Is unusual in stories were all over Mrs. Duck pad-die- d if a small object had struck some- glanced quickly at Bartley to discover great deal. The You John Is say Bert doesnt have this sanitary? cup Soph. end splashed a little to keep time I If he were in earnest, and blurted out, shape and length. There was a time Don No, he cant thing. Must be; everybody uses it. much of a line. Fresh. to all she had with a the ready used was and sorig when was ! G it never great deal, Me My d, I anywhere The keen face of Bartley was eager, even string a banjo. -- Detroit Free Press. to her rather t or guests. the owner kept it very sharp and sing, quack, and he leaned forward, his eyes on near him! for all it it, Immensely now some time he But for enjoyed clean. They besaid, know Doctor, I Bartley that, Roches face. And that was Just has neglected it There is one very too, was about puddles and It was such What with a reassuring smile. fore he cried out? he asked. to was he was important thing that you have over- a cheery song. Then Mrs. Duck taught meant that point trying was second It before. a "Yes, only You remember those little all the others the chorus and they all dislooked. could he if doubt one ; I some someout just after I thought I heard from another. one drawings I found on the magazine In Jolr.ed In and sang it with her. This person tinguish thing else. to be unlucky You Slykes room; the row of connected wss the chorus: enough What? happened demanded, Bartley circles? I find the same thing here. The chief hesitated again, pausing to be In front of him, that is all. puddles, we simply love, I gasped, and, reaching for the Oh. I am pretty sure he had no Idea and keep it up as if to think out carefully what he They come from rain from above. wooden at handle. looked at the and me; We quack our joy, we quack our glee, knife, that he was pointing wished to say. Make all house-cleaniIf he even knew There, faintly scratched on the wood, At every single puddle we see! Why Mr. Bartley, when that last doubt, for that matter, them and small. We like big easy Doctor Webster were a number of circles running one clap of thunder came, I thought the what he was saying, We like any puddle at all. with Sapolio. 4 Into the other. house had been struck, and was so up- insisted. Quack! Quack! Quack! . Large Cake No Waste Do you think, I asked In exciteI agree with you In part, Doctor, set that I dont know if I really heard Biraclb Mmimi'i Son Co sesome TONCUE of believe is answer. 1 dont the that it Nam Yorh was sign ' ment, I all. What twisters at Bartleys thought anything was he whom idea cret pointhad in society?" he any heard sounded like a bough moving (TO BE CONTINUED.) Clara caught Cams cats. the wind, or the whir of a violin ing at ; but I think he knew who killed nevertheless. him. string. Model Australias City. mi:- But, Mr. Bartley, Ruth cried, won-- t His description was so vague that Burt borrowed baseball bats. Ausof South the one capital Adelaide, to wish should i i4: Bartany we looked at each other, puzzled. deringly, why is a model city, laid out with tralia, defichauffeur?" our more kill chief the to drowned. make tned ducks Davids ley dirty b His answer came In a short sen- a central town in perfectly square nite out to all his questions he and business who blocks, knew killed he public containing Because was not tence. Roche ed the same reply. Tom told Tess to take Toodles. buildings. Outside of that is a bel. of su-- e if he had heard anything, but if Mr. Slyke. anu and beyond gardens His reply, not unexpected by me, public parks hh nad, it had sounded like a bough In Sue saw Sammy sewing somethin the wind. What It was. or what had seemed to surprlM the ethers. The the latter ore the residence suburb-- Cross-Countr- SICK QQSMDAICK i Jlpjy-- Jbr Economical Transportation OF Farm Products , a quack-quacki- ng yy 1 , i re-ce- V i Ell j () 00!