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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-11-12, Page 6WINGHAM ADVANCE’TIMES Thurs., November 12, W ('A /z*d by Lawrence A Keating FIRST INSTALMENT Dsn Colwell Sat, in his cubby-hole office with chair tilted back, feet on the cigarette-marred oak desk, perus­ ing the morning News. A second time he read the item in the Around Town column which stated that Otto Graber, president of the Graber-Vael Detective Agency, was leaving to­ day for Ewing, Pennsylvania, on a two-week hunting trip. "Sportsman,” the columnist described him, “and av­ iation enthusiast. Mr. Graber pilots his own monoplane.” Dan squinted thoughtfully at the north wall as if to peer through it into the office of his superior. So Otto was going away . , . hunting? Very convenient, he reflected, and very wise of Otto, The president’s secretary paused in the doorway. “Mr. Graber wants you. There’s a Mrs. McDonald with him. Probably expects you to frame her husband with some chorus cutie for a divorce. Poor Papa!” He twisted around with a grin but the girl was gone into the quarters of the other partner, taciturn Horace Vael. Colwell’ squinted a last time at the newspaper piece about Graber, lifted his feet from the desk, and rose. He hesitated a moment, conscious of a sense of expectancy that speeded his pulse. A good deal depended on the next few minutes. Dan waited for this day through months of sor­ did divorce build-ups and jewel guard­ ing assignments at the lavish balls of the Four Hundred. But this was not to be another dready evidence hunt for the Court of Domestic Relations —nor any other court in the County Building. Colwell went down the brief cor­ ridor and knocked on the door that bore Otto Graber’s name and the warning Private. He twisted the knob and entered. “You want me, Chief?” Graber's stocky, Teutonic form was hunched well beck in his chair, his powerful, pudgy hands laced over his stomach. He unclasped his fing­ ers to scratch in his blond stubble of hair as he. swung to Dan. “Right.” With sudden remembrance of, cour­ tesy Otto hoisted himself out of the chair. He gestured to his visitor, and following the movement Colwell saw a young woman in a trim dark suit with a flaring white bow at her throat, a fox scarf draped carelessly over narrow shoulders, a saucy little monkey hat. “Mrs. McDonald, Ms Colwell. Wife of Arthur McDonald, the law­ yer, Dan." He bowed and smiled. She was a stunning woman of twenty-five or so, a woman he would turn to watch if he passed her on the street. Her complexion was creamy, her mouth small and red and luscious as those Bing cherries that come in spring from California. Under a fringe of dark hair Colwell found wide brown eyes that were steady and warm, in­ teresting eyes that held his until with a slight sensation of giddiness, he broke the spell. She turned to .Graber^ Who had quickly ”at down again. “You’re sure this man is the very best obtainable?” “Sit down, Dan. Ain’t you the best private operative in town?” “Certainly.” He drew up a chair and lowered his solid five foot eleven frame noiselessly as a cat. Grabar laughed: it sounded a .little forced. He flung a hand in the dir­ ection of two suitcases strapped and ready on the floor, with a stiff lea­ ther gun case lying across them. "See that item about me in the paper? I’m off to Pennslyvania, huntin’. So you are to report to Mrs. McDonald here direct—phone. I know the cast and it’s real special. She’ll tell you as much as she wants. Now go ahead, Mrs. McDonald. Colwell’s your man.” Dan reached to the open humidor on his employer’s desk and ignoring Graber’s quick scowl, selected a per- fecto. He pulled the wrapper off and passed the cigar back and forth un­ der his nostrils inhaling its pungent odor. Fifty cent cigars were beyond the modest pay of a private agency sleuth. Mrs. McDonald sat on the edge of her chair, small hands clutching her gloves, her face very serious and wor­ ried. “I—just can’t bring myself to repeat all the story, Mr. Colwell,” she said in a rich contralto. “It's about my husband, you see. He’s—Arthur has a certain prominence, as you doubtless know. He practices crimin- “Pardon me,” Otto Graber inter­ posed quickly, "you don’t want that, l.’m sure. I mean, not right off. This is danwd unusual, see?" he explain­ ed to Dan, and twisted the black cig­ ar from one corner of his wide mouth to the other. Graber leaned. “She’s stirred up,’ ’he said in a low voice. “Just do what she wants and forget it, see?” Dan rose as Mrs. McDonald, rose. She stepped close so that he .caught the fragrance of her and felt that she sought to hold him again with those brown pools of her eyes. Her hand crept mouse-like up his forearm. “No! No! I mean, when anything occurs, you are to telephone me at the num­ ber on this card. Do you understand? Follow Arthur—that’s what you must do. Let me know who is after him!” “Well,’ ’she said abruptly, her eyes falling, “that seems to cover it. You won’t let him out of your sight, Mr. Colwell?” “Not a minute.” He found the card blank except for the number penned on it, He tucked it into a vest poc-al law.' Colwell reflected as he inhaled cig- ket. “Suppose I call you once or twice What you gotta 'do is keep this guy ar smoke that she might, without be­ ing inaccurate, have termed Arthur McDonald a shyster. “Oh, your hus­ band is well known,” he nodded. 'Well, many of his cases—There are su:h rough, greedy, men in the world, aren’t there?” the stunning young woman went on embarrassed- ly. “T—this is no divorce case, you know. My husband and I are very happy. But he’s in danger. Someone wants to kill him. He doesn’t know it—at least I don’t think so.” She sank back with an appealing look at Graber. “I just can’t talk about .it. Must I?” she begged. Dan knew the woman was acting, though she accomplished it with charm that would make a man ash­ amed to push her for more details. She was that steady type of person­ ality who could speak straight out easily enough, if she cared to. But Graber came to the rescue as she de­ sired. “Don’t bother, Mrs, McDon­ ald. Don’t excite yourself. Colwell here asks no questions, just does what he’s told.” “You wish me to shadow your hus­ band, is that it?” “Yes! Would, you? And—protect him? Learn who is after him and, of course, keep the rascal from doing harm? And maybe turn him over to the police?” from gettin' killed. daily, according to developments? And where do you think 1 might find Mr. McDonald to start?” She consulted a jeweled wrist watch. “He often lunches at the Wav­ erly Club on Reed Street. It’s about time noAv. And you’ll phone me full details? Good-bye, Mr. Graber.’’’ She offered her small hand to Otto. “I hope you have a lovely hunting trip. I hope you shoot lots of—caribou, is it? And, I'm depending on your hand­ some detective, for you charged me a disgraceful sum, Mr. Graber!” “Costs money to employ, the best operatives in town,” he returned the stock excuse. “Good day.” Smiling­ ly, Graber ushered her out. As he closed the door his face changed and he waddled back to his chair glow­ ering. “You got nerve! What do you think that humidor is, a grab bag?” “Mighty good cigar, Otto. Whats’ her game, anyhow?” “Game? She ain’t got a game. Afraid her busband’ll get killed, ain’t that plenty? What you gotta do is keep him from gettin’ killed and find out who the guy is.” He shot Col­ well a look. “What makes you think she’s got a game?. You’re hired to trail Mac and that’s enough.” i “All right. So you’re off to hunt ' for two weeks?” ! “Yeah, right now. I better hike. You handle Mrs. McDonald careful, see? I'd have you report to Vael while I’m gone, but what good is that dumb thick? A swell partner for a man to have!” the detective agency chief complained. “Swell looker, ain’t she?” he asked in sudden appreciation, and nudged Colwell. "Well, I gotta beat it, Ew­ ing, Pennsylvania. See that in the News about me. It said ’sportsman and aviation—uh, bug', Well, I am a pilot, ain’t I? Yeah, that’s right— you read it, Well, so long Dan, see you 'in two weeks. I’ll bring you back a ring-tail baboon or something. And say,” he called after Colwell, “I’m locking this humidor; see? Don’t you snitch none of my fifty cent smokes while I'm gone!” Leaving the office, Dan pressed an elevator button and stood waiting. “Swell plan Graber’s got,” he mut­ tered to himself. He pursed his lips for a whistle that did not come. “Mrs, McDonald’s a sly one! I’ll need, to watch my P’s and Q’s. This thing has got to be handled with gloves. But—” He hummed briefly. “There’s a chance for big results.” Fifteen minutes later he entered the Waverly bar, a part of the notorious Waverly Club, a night excitement place in an adjoining hall. The bar was a long, ornate room done in the modern manner of silver and black and straight lines. Tables scattered about were for the most part occup­ ied by sporty looking men at lunch. The meal, he noticed passing a menu, was a dollar and a quarter. He was on expanses but there might not be time to consume a whole lunch. Col­ well went to the end of the bar and ordered beer. McDonald was not here yet, Dan knew the fellow by sight, a small man of forty with pince-nez glasses and white, bony hands. He had watched McDonald extract more than one ras­ cal from the toils of the law, waving his bony hands and throwing his tim- brous, persuasive voice around the courtroom. McDonald was the kind always skating on thin ice, barely evading disbarment proceedings and contempt citations. He might be mix­ ed up in anything—and was. The foaming beer was set before him. Dan sipped some of it ,then turned to a battery of telephone booths. He entered the first, closed the folding door, and made sure he could see the expanse of the bar-room before he dropped a nickel in the slot. “Central 0576.” He got a quick connection. “Hello, giye me Irita.” “He waited a moment. “Irita? Dan. Well, we’re started, eh? It’s risky business but Graber doesn’t seem to suspect. That Mrs. McDon­ ald took him ten yards in one down. But he was surprised to hear Lefty has ideas of a big grab!* Anyhow. Otto’s off to Pennsylvania hunting, and I don’t mean rabbits. He’s greedy! Every time he thinks of that joy dust he begins to dream he owns a bank. Oh! Here comes McDon­ ald—I’m signing off. We’ll make ’em walk the plank before we’re through. Call you again. Be careful, Irita.” Fie lingered in the 'phone booth until Arthur McDonald located him­ self at a table. Dan returned to his beer, saw the lawyer order lunch, so himself ordered it 'with a hint to the waiter to make haste. * The meal over, McDonald, tripped to the cashier in that quick, woman­ ish way of his, paid his check, and chatted with a friend at a nearby table. He surveyed the whole bar­ room as be donned his hat arid light coat, then departed. Colwell let him get a head start4. As he paid his own check he saw through the big glass window two men come along the walk and accost McDonald. .Dan stalled in­ side with a friendly remark to the Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840. Risks taken on all classes of insur­ ance at reasonable rates, Head Office, Guelph, Ont. ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wingham. Dr, W, A, McKibbon, B.A. PHYSICIAN And SURGEON Located at the Office of the Late • Dr. H. W. Colborne, Office Phone 54. 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He was dressed in an ordinary dark suit that emphasized the burly shoul­ ders and thick arms of him.’ When turned his back Colwell thought saw the coat skirt reveal the butt a gun underneath. (Continued Next Week) he he of THE SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON his In 2 seconds by slop watch, .an “Aspirin” tablet starts to disinte­ grate and go to work. Drop an “Aspirin” tab­ let into a glass of water. By the time it hits the bottom of the glass it Is disintegrating. What happens in this glass . . . happens in your stomach. “Aspirin” Tablets Dissolve Almost Instantly To Quickly Ease Pains of Rheumatism did. against BRIDGES INTO MADRID SCENES OF WILD FIGHTING BETWEEN REBELS AND LOYALISTS r The Ptterita de Toledo, one of the bridges over the Manzanares river in­ to Madrid, which is the scene of wild fighting between loyalists and rebels. The bridge, as well as others across the fiver, fa being well defended by heavy machine-gun Hire from loyal­ ist troops fighting in desperation to keep the rebels from advancing into the streets of the capital, u THE HEROISM OF CHRISTIAN FAITH Sunday, Nov. 15—-Acts 21:12 to 23:30; Romans 9:1-5. Golden Text: Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his .friends. (John 15:13.) Paul’s life agreed with his teach­ ings. He practised what he preached. Nowhere does this come out more convincingly than in the' present les­ son. He held to his convictions even though he knew, this might mean his. death—as it did, in the end. The narrative is dramatic in the extreme. As Paul left Tyre, Christian friends, with their wives and children, brought him on his way to the ship in which he was to sail, and all kneeled, together on the shore and prayed. Vividly this shows the deep human affection of the apostles and his loved fellow Christians. Soon after, at Caesarea, Paul being on his way to jeruselani, a prophet predicted by inspiration of the Holy Spirit that Paul would be placed un­ der arrest at Jerusalem and delivered “into the hands of the Gentiles.” His friends pleaded with hint not to con­ tinue on his way to Jerusalem. With what result? “Then Paul answered, what riic.au ye to week and to break mine heart? .for I am ready not to be boulid only, but also to die at Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus. The prophecy came true. Vindic­ tive, resentful Jews led an attack tip- on Paul in th'e temple. As in their at­ tack on Christ, they brought lying charges against him, mob passion and violence were aroused, and Paul would have been killed, but for the in­ terference of the Roman military guard, The chief captain, with sol­ diers and centurions, rescued the ap­ ostle and carried him away to the military castie nearby. From the steps of the .building Paul, having ob­ tained the chief captain’s permission, made an address to the surging mob below. It was a crowd of Jews, and “he spoke unto them in the Hebrew ton* guc.” This silenced them, probably amazed them, Simply but fearlessly he told his story. orders that Scourging.” He declared that he himself was a Jew, brought up under the teaching of one of the famous rabbis, Gamaliel, “and taught according to the perfect manner of the law of the fathers, and was zealous toward God, as ye all are this day.” It was a tactful be­ ginning, and a true one. He told of-his- having “persecuted this way-(that is, the Christians) unto the deajh.” Then he told how he had suddenly been struck down, blind­ ed, by a great light from heaven shin­ ing round about him, as he was on his way to Jerusalem, to bring Christ­ ians to Jerusalem in his persistent persecution. Fearlessly he told of his conversion as Jesus of Nazareth appeared to him, and Paul recognized and addressed Him as Lord. So the apostle continued in his faithful ‘testimony and witness to Christ as the Son of God and Mes­ siah, till mob passion and hatred, broke loose again as they cried: “Away with such a fellow from the earth for it is not fit that he should live.” Paul was following in the footsteps of his Lord and Saviour; when Christ was brought before Pilate, the Jews “cried out all at once, saying Away with this man’ ’(Luke 23:18). And false witnesses brought lying charges against Christ, as they Paul. The chief captain gave Paul “be examined by Paul quietly asked the centurion, “Is it lawful for you to scourge a man that is a Roman, and uncondemned?” This word was brought at once to the chief captain, who questioned Paul for himself; and we read that “the chief captain also was afraid, after he knew that he was a Roman, and because he had bound him.” It was a serious thing to scourge or punish a Roman citizen without fair and leg­ al trial. The next day the chief captain brought Paul before the Sanhedrin, the Jewish council of chief priests and the high priest. The long story of the trial is given in Acts 23; and the JRoman officer had to rescue Paul again from the violence of those men. This chief captain learned later tha trnore than forty Jews had banded themselves together in conspiracy neither to eat nor to drink until they had killed Paul. He acted quickly and decisively. He drilled two centurions, told them to take 200 ihfantry, 70 cavalry, and 200 spearmen and, at the third hour of the night, start with Paul from Jerusalem to Caesarea and “bring him safe unto Felix the Gov­ ernor.” We are given the actual letter sent by the Chief Captain, Claudius Lysias, “Unto the most Excellent Governor Felix,” describing the prisoner and ex­ plaining why he was sent to the Gov­ ernor. That was but long-drawn-out judicial trial tor Ask Your Doctor About “ASPIRIN” Any person who suffers from pains- of rheumatism should know this: Two “ASPIRIN” tablets, taken with a full glass of water, will usually ease even severe rheumatic­ pains in a remarkably short time. Ask your doctor about this. Ha will probably tell you there is noth­ ing better. For “Aspirin” tablets, not only offer a potent analgesic (pain reliever), but start going to- work almost instantly you take- them. Note illustration of glass. Try this simple way. You’ll ba surprised at how quickly pain cases. 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