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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH, UTAH Los Angeles Boy I Needed Help FROM THE BEGINNING During a holdup" at the Dutch Mill, Chicago night club, a patron, Dunn Clayton, is killed. Lieutenant of Police Stanton questions a club visitor, Buck In Claytons pocket Trembly. Stanton found a note signed "Maisie," making an appointment with the dead man at the Dutch Mill. Stanton is inclined to suspect Trembly of the murder. At a Wisconsin winter camp a boisterous crowd includes Preston An apparent stranger Brown. arrives. Later, two men, driving, come on the scene.' The stranger leaves in his car, and the two men follow, passing him. A viaduct is out, and one of the two men removes the danger signals. The stranger, in his car, goes over the embankment. He is dead when found. Brown is dead. In his papers Claytons name is found and Stanton connects the deaths. He goes to Wisconsin, and finds the dead man is Trembly. Trembly hkd caused Brown's death, apparently an accident. A Vermont lawyer, John Whittle-sereading of the case, recalls the names in connection with an odd will made by a man named Turner. Turner had bequeathed the interest on $6, 000, 000 to gix men, Blair, Ashley, Roberts, Brown, Trembly, and Clayton. The income, at the death of each is to be divided beneficiary, among the rest. Turners son, on the deaths of the six beneficiaries, is to Inherit all. Turner x, shortly after making the Whittlesex suspects foul play in the three deaths, and writes to the Chicago police. Stanton interviews Asa Darling, one of the executors of the will. Darling tells him he believes Turner wanted and expected the six beneficiaries of the will to kill one another, they having in the past injured him beyond forgiveness. The will is his method Aies will. of revenge. CHAPTER V Continued ' Lieutenant Stanton did not know much of old New England houses but he knew something, and after he had clicked the gate he stopped to observe that In the transplanting of the idea into the Hudson valley the bastard second-stordormers over the purity of the straight pitch of the roof had not been carried along with it. The root came down unbroken from the ridge and a overhang protected the doorstep. Here also, he noted, the supports were Doric in spirit and not Corinthian. The lieutenant, observing these conformities, .looked about confidently for what he then necessarily must find, and there it was: a clump of hollyhocks with borrowed time blossoms serene in the sun at the top of the stalks. Flagstones led around the house to what the lieutenant knew to be the soul of an old New England home, the kitchen. In 1923 the lieutenant had gone to Boston to see Bunker Hill monument on Breeds hill. From Boston he had gone to Plymouth to see the Bock in Greek temple, and its y from Plymouth he had gone to to see what is offered for visitation as John Aldens house. He remembered its kitchen. Now he went around by the flagstones, knowing what he would find as to the house whatever might be as to its persons. A young man was working in the kitchen garden, pulling out and piling up the stems of the summer vegetables. As the lieutenant came around the corner the young man was standing up with a tomato stem in each hand. He saw the lieutenant, dropped the stems and came forward. He smiled as if any person coming around to his kitchen porch and garden, even to put him to the trouble of giving directions or of saying that he could not take any more magazines, had brightened the day a little. It was that sort of boy and that quality of smile. He said good morning. A gesture apologized for his stained hands. said the My name is Stanton, lieutenant. I came around the back way." I see Quite right," said the boy. you did." I mean It seems to be the thing you do at a New England house." Isnt it true?, the boy said, with Youre probably a chuckling laugh. No. I shouldnt Massachusetts. wonder if youre just over the line in, maybe, Vermont; maybe New Hampshire." v No, Mr. Turner, Im a lieutenant of Chicago police." Boom! Boom!" said the boy. No offense, Lieutenant. And you want to see, me. abpiit my fathers, will and . y two-fo- ot - half-portio- n Dux-bur- - ... about me and the beneficiaries. Of course. Shall we go in the house or sit out here on the bench? "Will you let me see the house later? the lieutenant asked. If you will Ill not take you in now or put you in the goldfish bowl. The goldfish bowl? Our third degree. You have heard of the third degree? Have I? The extortion of confessions, of course. But I have nothing to confess. Lets sit down on the bench. If you had come a fortnight ago, I could have shown you some fine dahlias. We feared frost and cut them all. It was a good garden year. Tomatoes? Well, youd never believe the tomatoes. Agnes has the cellar full of them in cans and crocks. Tomato butter in the crocks. Agnes is Im rather impressed by my wife. that when I say it You see, shes been my wife only three months. I suppose one gets over being unduly impressed, but it doesnt seem possible now." Tell me, Mr. Turner, said Stanton, why you didnt contest your fathers will. Most sons would have done so. Courts arent easily persuaded to set wills aside, but your fathers was so eccentric that it might have been regarded as bad public policy to let it stand." But why should I have done so, Lieutenant?" the boy asked. My father knew what he wanted to do. I liked him. He was always considerate of me. He made all his money himself. He left me ample for security If I . wanted more I and comfort. should be obliged to get it myself. I know he loved money, but he loved earned money. I disappointed him. You mustnt think he was bitter about it. He was eminently reasonable. I was what I was. He was what he was. Hed have liked a son who could have stepped out with him. You know. A fellow who would have been berserker when he was berserker. I wasnt that fellow. He had to swallow his disappointment and go his way, while I went mine. He had some compelling reason for making this will. Do you know what it was?" Not as much as youd like to have me. Here, you see, is one consequence of my being the kind of son I was. I was not much in my fathers confidence. I suppose he wanted these men to make one another miserable. He may have thought or have known that they would try to kill one another." "But you dont know why? You dont know what they did to him? I dont, not in a satisfactory way. I know he nearly died years ago from exposure in a jungle, Panama or maybe Peru. What he was doing there I dont know, but you may be sure it had something to do with money. I think he had been deserted by men with whom he was associated or whom he had employed. There were a great many ventures in his life which might have made him hate men. He hated quickly and hard and long. Theres my wife in the doorway now. Oh, Agnes !" Yes. Bill. Come on out. Youll want to see Agnes, Lieutenant. A young woman came toward the garden as Stanton stood up. She was comely and smiling. My wife, Lieutenant, said the boy. Agnes, this is Lieutenant Stanton of the Chicago police, actually of the Chicago police, where they need them. Weve been talking, as youd guess, of my fathers will. Lets sit down again. Maybe youve heard that father did not like Agnes. That wasnt true. He did, but when he saw her it was confirmation of what he already knew about me. I never was going to die in a Panama jungle. I wasnt going to be in the whirl of anything. So he passed us up. He knew neither one of us ever would even ride a horse v across country. He was fair enough to admit that some people must be like that. One happened to be his son and another was to be his daughter-in-law. Lieutenant Stanton looked at the young wife inquiringly. Ive never been quite so tolerant of Bills father as he is, she said. I feel as Bill does as to our share of the will. Its enough. I prefer Bill to go the rest of his way on his own feet. But the other intention of the will Its, been terrible." He had a reason, said the boy. Im not soft that way. Ive no doubt the men deserve whatever they do to. one another." ; . Even now, the lieutenant suggested, the courts might set the will aside in your favor. There have been three murders. There are probably two more to come." No, said the boy, I wouldnt terfere if I could. in- "But, Bill, said the young woman, laying her hand on his arm, I feel that were sharing responsibility if we neglect something we could do. We dont want the money, as you say, but think of the ways good use could be made of it and think of what it Is doing now. No, Agnes. Its not our concern and I do not believe the courts will find it any concern of theirs until these men are charged with murder. Lets go in and show Lieutenant Stanton the house. He likes New England houses. CHAPTER VI Mr. Roberts Makes a Call . Occasionally youll hear from me, Stanton said to the young couple as they stood in the front doorway of old burial and uncertainties. "Did you ever consider how they will get you out of that house if you live in it until you die? Its the window for us," said the Were anticipating it, cordial- boy. coffin-lengt- h My Wife, Lieutenant, Said the Boy. ly. It will be a romantic escape. Like a bird. Unless its An unfair question Pompey. Its Donald Roberts, a bit nervoos. No," said Stanton. I assure you, yes. And as Fvl told him you are here he wants to see you. The gentleman is fidgety. May I come right over?" Id suggest it." The man Stanton Darlings hearth-ru- g found on Mr. was trim, of me- with gray dium height, above the ears, restless, dandified, shifty-eye- d and undoubtedly in a state of mind. His tailoring was good and his lithe body took it very well A slender gold watch chain crossed his vest and almost constantly he fingered it with one hand or the other. This is Lieutenant Stanton, Mr. Robert's," said Mr. Darling. How do you do, said Roberts. Im told youre interesting yourself in this thing. Anyone might be interested. I was assigned to it. The lieutenant will have a great deal to do with It, Mr. Roberts, said Mr. Darling, and maybe it would be the simplest start if you would tell him as you told me why you paid me black-haire- d this visit. Ive just learned of the death of Clayton and Brown and Trembly, said Roberts. Ive been abroad. When I arrived in New York I read of it, I and yesterday I saw In the World that a Chicago detective was in White Plains examining the Turner will." That was my genial little friend, the probate clerk, said Stanton. He wished me luck and then gave the boys the story. And why not, at that? Lets see, when did you read this? Yesterday morning. , Thats right for what I seem to have asked you, but when did you read of the death of your friends? A week or ten days ago. If the story interested you, you might have cut it out. Sometimes people do. Roberts took a clipping from his pocket. Thats right, said Stanton, glancing at it and returning it. You are familiar then with the principal known facts, but that story was printed October 11. This Is October 23. What caused you to come to Newburgh today? Is this a police examination?" Yes., The beginning of one. Im not sure Im prepared to submit to one. Dont give that dilemma a thought. Just answer questions. Why did you come here today?" Ive been perplexed and concerned. It suddenly occurred to me that Mr. Darling was the one for me to see." Well, Mr. Roberts, said the lieutenant, you observe that your income has been increased, whether the method perplexed you or not. What do you mean by that? The divide is only three ways instead of six, as I understand it, said Even if the news of the lieutenant. the death of your friends was a shock there was that consolation. Roberts fingered his watch chain with both hands. Friends he exclaimed and laughed sharply. "What I want to know is whats it all about? Who is killing these men and why? You cant exThats too plain it by coincidence. Dont be in a hurry about it, said the lieutenant. Certainly not, said young Mrs. Turner. Youll hear from me, said the lieutenant as he clicked the gate. Youre only three, removes from a lot of money." "We couldnt abide it, the girl called after him. The lieutenant waved them farewell. He looked at his watch and saw that he had an hour of the morning before lunch, and when he came to his hotel he walked on by it to the Hasbrouck house, headquarters of Washington when the army marched back from Yorktown to the Highlands. The late October sun was warm, and the lieutenant strolled about within the Inclosed grounds, reading the inscriptions on the French guns of fishy. His Christian Majesty and observing What do you make of It? You contemplatively the tomb of Uzal dont imagine that it is all among Knapp, the last of the Life Guards." .friends, reducing the overhead to inSolEven more than an Unknown crease the dividends? the lieutenant dier in Arlington, Westminster, at the asked. Arc de Triomphe or elsewhere, Uzal What else can I think?" Roberts Knapp is the military apotheosis of made a gesture of Impatience which the enlisted man. His is the lone dismay. watch in the Highlands. His name is suggested should You , you think so? Why on His not tomb unknown. known, who are alive were supposed to three the bluff by the Hudson is in the liv- be in Europe. We find you here. Are ing shade of his commander in chief. we to conclude that you were the one is old with the Uzal The spot Knapps who took the red lights away from the cannon of an eclipsed Sun King blazbridge approach?" ing with darts and their assertion of G d, no, man Roberts almost nec pluribus Impar ratio ultima it. yelled castings of Berenger at Dosay. Well, then, Stanton persisted, the Democracy has lived. The Sun King whole theory breaks down. Even if is dead. Three cheers for Knapp! Turner-wil- l beneficiaries did start Stanton gave Uzal a soldiers salute one another out for increased cracking and walked back to the hotel In the returns there must have been a chardining room of the Palaacter not In the plot on that Wiscontine the colored head waiter came to sin road. You are here but innocent. him. The other two are abroad. Lieutenant Stanton? he asked. It was at this point that Roberts Yes, said the lieutenant. nervousness becamg .quite apparent as Mr. Darling has telephoned asking T fright. you to call him at your convenience. where youre crazy, he Theres Thank you," said the lieutenant said. Theyre both here. H 1, man ! He finished his lunch and went to a Theyre here. Wasnt Ashley on the telephone booth. boat with me?. Blair probably was, Who do you think Is standing on too. my hearthrug?" Mr. Darling asked. (TO BB CONTINUED.) Leroy Young, 1116 Georgia St., Los Angeles, is a regular fellow, active in sports, and at the top in his classes at school. To look at him now, youd think he never had a days sickness but his mother says : When Leroy was just a little fellow, we found his stomach and bowels were weak. He kept suffering from constipation. Nothing he ate agreed with him. He was fretful, feverish and puny. When we started giving him California Fig Syrup his condition improved quickly. 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