The Wapanucka Press (Wapanucka, Okla.), Vol. 20, No. 20, Ed. 1 Friday, November 12, 1920 Page: 3 of 8
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WAPANUCKA PRESS
cwk doom
"r.i"U!f*r.T<w*" Man "«
&e*s'.'s:rA2!
SIX •" ••—-«mE
into zr«r*rar b,,e-it cn*«
^7 r_. _ K 11 °P- Then is when
to? M I "r,nl DaaiM* « d cramp-
* U 'OB ,r® Sluggish, u liver la
KX aa* """"w rM
headache, -"-ilnrf VT
*** U breetb iTSTS «S!2
££*«<* • ■Poonfui ofhannlaaa
Liver Tone tonight
^ "y marnntee—Go to an
Si ^ *°d fet B to"1* of Dodertfc
iZZZ°DeJ?.r ' tew ««"■• TakT.
™ "V * doew,t atr Kt>ten ,o!
"d ™ke rw feel fine and
to back to the store and gat
f"" money. Dodaon'a Llrer Tone la
«N«*ffn. the a.,. of com"
ttra not aallvate or make youT£*
Hadn't Waatad Any.
"""
JSV!Tth^t""aer' de,nand«l one
with a triumphant air. "it's the on*
I bought when I was married. 20
yeare ago. and It's as good a. newyet"
-rT'Jn" noth,"K!" ""*"*1 her Wend.
"Yon know my husband, Johnf
1 d0 What about him?"
Well, hes my first husband and
gft.'Sgajg* -2
mnfmr
GREAT BENEFIT
South Carolina Lady Suffered Un-
til She Couldn't Stay Up or Go
Anywhere—TeUe How
Cardui Helped Her
Get Well
tspers
trVMHam - DlwWltM
JolMlrtOII m trwSt^m
"WHO SHOT HER7"
S',B°n «• •«-
cupyjn* the apartments of his
(Treat-uncle, Rufui Oaston. The
I#4V,n« «►"> • trip, tall him
?JfZu>UM DOi— Md "wW -
P"* th,t bavo aearad theirf. He
bSSST!. acquaU,.to<l wlth ******
Bradford, who lives In the «-~t
JS«K!£
V J™* mystarlee In hla
apartments begin with the disap-
pearance of the Gaston pearla from
safe.. He decides not in
<*ll in the police, but to do his own
inveatlfatlng. It |i ko, .vw.n°
^*' /om*one has access to his
**o ««g friendly with
learnt that her apart.
I*r*t^,.u*,,y m'r*t*rlous. fche
h2i ,**V,rml >r<*r* hsfore
h« J.* ClT'r*- wto0 "v* with
rt ;« * run-awajr mar-
h!l .s " *dventur*r- from
•7!tVoon par,ed' *" > «h«
inarrlase had been annulled. Claire
?„n" jV" #*®len documents concern-
' ' affair from the Bradford
apartment and Is attempting to
blackmail tbe Bradford.. Nelson
2h*" • ITT ,he telephone
girl. to dinner with the Idea of
Ectwin*J">r Gorman. a hotel de-
~ recogniw-a ber as the wife
of Lefty Moore, a noted burglar.
Nelson tella his story to Oorman
•ad puts tbe case in his hands
Nelson finds a secret passage. with
a pa„.| door In his ro£TlW iW|.
j*es be loves Barbara. He and
inV ™ heal" * *hot ,n "*• build-
Batesbarr, 8. C.-In telling bow she
found relief from troubles that had
*a«aad ber much suffering, lira. H. K.
Oswalt of this place, says: "Each
month I would begin to suffer with my
back and head. My limbs would ache
•nd I would chill. I wouldn't be able
to May up, no matter what I wanted
f to do, or where I wanted to «a^ My
people tried giving me different wftdl-
dnee and teas and tonics, yet I didn't
«H any better.
"tone one told me of Cardui, and I
■ began to take It I noticed It helped
«a. I kept It up. After a few months
I didn't have any trouble. For abont
•t* months I used It, before . . .
-I found I was all right, and fcoa
that day to this have never had any
t«mble at this time. I have takeott
etoce^a bottle or two la the winter,
"PMlally when I have been ezpoaed.
•nd would take a cold, for I
It the heat thing a woman can «*• to
!°°* °P «*• «Wtem. keep off nerrooa-
W and tocwase tbe appetite. I
if you are weak, nervous, or suffer
frtm womanly >«* a* Mra.
«^lt mentions, tike Gardul. the
Woman's Tonic.
All good druggists seU CUrduL-^dr.
CHAPTER VII—Continued.
—10-
X sprang sfter her. but she mored so
quickly that she was out of the win-
low snd safely home before 1 could
«top her. Only waiting to see her off
the ledge I turned back and hastily
pulling the panel Into place I dashed
or the front of tbe house. The
screams and the shots I was sore had
cotne from the apartment direct!/ be-
low mine. I was certain that there
had been murder done there, and my
mind was made up to Investigate It
■t once. If I moved quickly there
might be an opportunity to catch tbe
nurderer red handed. I let myself out
•nd dashed down the one (light of
italre. As I arrived there, the ascend-
ing elevator atopped. snd Mr. Wick
burst out, followed by an excited ele-
ctor runner. Wick waa carrying a
revolver in his band.
"Did you hear anything?" he asked
,'zcltedly.
"I heard a woman acreamlng In this
ipartment and then a shot"
"I beam It. too. In which apartment
wag ltf
'Bight here," I said, pointing to tbe
*oor.
"Miss Lutan'a," he said. "Let's ge
!k „Her*™n,3r P*M-key. You open
the door, ril be right behind you witb
ay revolver."
CHAPTER VIII.
•tpry -Took Like a Funeral-
Th® hostess suggested that we each
tell a funny story. When my turn
fV"e ' laughing so hard over the
* w"nt«l «> te'l that I could
■curoely speak. Bveryone waa anxious
«o hear It, and at last when I had con-
trolled my laughter ! began. No one
•ven smiled when I finished.. I was
EL!0 y„°°u Wh0 thought tory
sunny.—Exchange.
Important te Mother*
_™ mine carefully every gj
&W\£&l8£ZZ?Z.'sst
Bean the ~
Signature of
ft,.V"f°rOwa6ySi"
i/nildren Cry for Fletcher's Caatoru
Her Beet Since Sixteen.
TscUess Lady 1- riend (to boateaa)—
By the way, what birthday is this we
are celebrating?
Hostess—My thirty-fifth.
"u-
Inserting tbe key Mr. Wick handed
me, I turned it sharply and flung the
door wide. It revealed a luxuriously
furnished apartment, the front rooms
of which were extravsgantly ablaze
with light
*or a moment the three of ua. Mr.
Wick, the elevator boy and myaelf
stood there with our ears alert for
any sound from the apartment While
I do not admit to being a coward, the
unknown has Its terrors for all of us,
and I must confess that the knowledge
that Mr. Wick had his revolver drawn
was Indeed comforting. All was
silence In the place.
"John," said Wick to tbe elevator
oy. you stand here right by the door
Mia Style.
be sing cco amore?"
t he ■u,«" ragtime."—Baltimore
Hi
Women are curious shout JJ" *•" *«Hered," I Cried;
Wng: wen ore carious only Ttent ^
■nd keep your eye on the elevator. If
anybody trie* to sneak past you. you
■oiler for us,"
- 'Deed I will, Mr. Wlck." said the
boy. with chattering teeth. "Til holler,
•II right."
"flo abend, Mr. Nelson," said the su-
perlntenilent. Tin right behind you
•vlth the revolver,"
Without uniting to explore the float
| turned .it once and ran down
be «ng hail to the fitting rtw* ft
•s I suspected, murder hsd been done
Tfu confldw,t thst the scene
the tragedy would be the room <11-
recUy under mine. Tbe screams I had
hoard—and the shot—hsd seemed to
come from under my very feet.
Although thejlghts In the front of
the hall were burning, the sitting room
was In darkneee. As I reached the
fln*er" •ought tbe button,
•nd as tbe flsre of light Illuminated
the room I looked hastily sbout me
There was no one there, but my one
Qolck glance showed me that the door
of the wsll safe, located similarly to
2*r ,D [Uf apartment above, was
standing wide open.
Qulrkly I sprang to Inspect the room
corresponding to mine, s room. It will
be recalled, opening off the sitting
room. Here. too. was darkness, and
a« turned on the lights, I stood
aghast with horror.
On the fl«H r. close up to the Inner
wall, lay the contorted body of a beau-
tiful young woman. Her eye* were
wide open and staring. One arm was
twisted under her. and the other hand
was clutching at the front of her
bodice; where a blotch of ghastly red
indicated the path of the shot that I
bad heard.
"It's Miss I.utan." said Mr. Wick's
voice behind me.
"She's been murdered." I cried; "get
the police at once."
As I bent over ber to se^ If there
was any evidence of life, | saw Im-
printed In her tender white throat the
marica of her assailant's brutal Angers.
, ^®me" 1 Mld- "help me lift her on
to this couch, and then telephone at
once for a doctor."
Mr. Wick had been all the while
•tending there, staring at the body as
If stupefied by tbe tragedy, but he
obeyed my directions, and with him at
her feet and I at her head we laid her
down on the couch, where 1 proceeded
to loosen her gown and to try by arti-
flcial respiration to restore her blood
to circulation.
"Get the doctor at once," I com-
,™n ^ ",nd "Phone for the po-
"John," called out Mr. Wick, "go
to the tphooe and tell Miss Kelly to
•end for Doctor Hunt to come at once."
"Tell her to get the police, too," I
Insisted.
"And let tbe burglar escape while
we re doing it" objected Mr. Wick.
"Come on, let's look through the apart-
ment He may be hiding somewhere
Together, while the boy was 'phon-
ing, we went from room to room, peer-
ing into closets and under beds. There
waa no one there snd no traces of the
murderer s presence. Even the serv-
snta* quarters were untenanted. Only
one thing happened that atruck me aa
peculiar. As I started up tbe ball to
search the bedrooms, I looked back
•nd caught Mr. Wick furtively doting
the wall safe. His action in surrepti-
tiously dosing this without saying
snytblng to me msde me suddenly sus-
picious of him. I recalled that Detec-
tive Gorman had put Mr. Wick into hla
circle of suspects along with the bur-
g'ar's wife. Could It be possible that
the superintendent of the building him-
•elf was In connivance with the band
of criminals who had been harassing
the Bradford* and me? I determined
to watch hia every move.
"There's no one here." I said, as we
completed our round of the various
rooms. "The murderer has made his
escape. Hasn't that boy -phoned for
the police yet?" f
Mr. Wick seemed so averae to carry-
ing out my suggestion about the police
that I think he must have sensed tbe
suspicion In my voice.
"I think I hsd better ask Mr. Kent
sbout It first." he ssid nervously
"Who's Mr. Kent?" I demanded.
My thoughts were so taken up with
the unexpected tragedy that the name
at first meant nothing to me. Sud-
denly I remembered. It wan to the
apartment of Mr. Henry Kent that
Miss Kelly hsd 'phoned last night
when she was dining with me. I re*
caHed, too, that Oorman had charged
me to find out all I could about him.
"Who's Mr. Kent?" I repeated
aharply. "What's he got to do with Itr
He's the owner of the building." ex-
plained Mr. Wick. "He doesn't like
the Oranddeck to be mentioned la the
papera. He says any notoriety is bad
for Its exduslveoess. I don't Dtileve
hed want the police called la. la
fact, sir, I'm sure he wouldn't"
"Whether he wants It or not." J M)d
flrmly, "It's got to be done. You cant
keep murders out of the paper. Either
I will*"11 ^ P0HC* ri,ht ,n' « "*•
Uf threat forced him to telephone
against his wllL I could quite under-
stand hla employer's averaioa to hav-
ing a crime In the Oranddeck mads
S£?lf'k *•* DO ^ ft* It
There had been a dastardly crime enm.
22* •£.•> > «- «<
formed. Yet It waa not to the nolle*
M.r' W1<* waa telephoning, it
evidently was to Mr. Kent's
In the bvitdiag. ■tmnmaut
Z' J?'™"" m discovered
body. What's that sir?"
« eer-
the shocking new* had been I had,
wiJZT,tao memaa ot kBOwlnf- bnt
22^1 11 was, over tbe superintend-
•**., e"DM ®n expression of la-
•"jwjlity and amazement.
.-J, d° ,oa tblok" 'd Mr. Wick,
turning to me; "he ssys tor me to call
up Headquarters at once."
"Of course." 1 said, "it Is tbe only
thing to do."
, *!Ierthe,WW' u Wldt waited
for the number, he kept shaking hla
Head and muttering under his breath
something that sounded like:
i T° t,ll0k °' hl" te,"n* me to call
In the police!"
With the doctor summoned snd the
Po ce seat for. there seemed to be
mtle else for us to do but wait, so
Wick snd I sat down together In the
rear sitting room with the elevator boy
still on guard at tbe door.
"Who was Miss Lutan?" I asked.
"Why. Daisy Lutan. the actress.'
said Mr. Wick In surprise. "I sup-
posed every one knew her."
"I've heard about her." I hastened to
•ay. "but I had no idea that she lived
In the Grsnddeck. Did she live here
alone?"
"She keeps a maid, an old woman
that has been with her for years."
"Where's the maid tonight?"
"Out to the movies. | s'pose. That's
where she goes every night when Miss
an Isn't playing. When she is. she
goes to the theater with her."
"Then Miss Lutan is not playing
now?" ' 6
"Not for the last month."
"Had there been any one here with
her tonight?'
"I'll ask the elevator boy."
"John says she cnme In alone about
nrteen minutes ago." said Mr. Wick
when he cume back. "Sl«- went out
"Women ot Her Typ« Always Have a
tot ef Men Friends."
"Mtae Lataa's been shot by a burglar
tor asaitmoat," I heart kkTSi.
about seven. Her own chanffeur wss
driving het then, but when she came
back she was in a hired taxi. That's
something I can't understsnd."
"How rto you suppose tbe murderer
escapedV
.. 1 wa* trying every avenue of ques-
tioning to see If I could not surprise
Wick Into some damaging admiaslon
I was beginning to suspect that he
knew far more about Miss Lutan's
murderer than he was telling, i felt
somehow that his whole search for the
man who had killed Miss Lutan had
been entirely perfunctory, . bluff to
«ece«ve me. In my growing dislike
for the man. I felt that It would not
Wlrt^h th® of Probability for
Wick to have been standing guard at
apartment*11'* " Coofeder",e rifled the
"I'm no detective." he answered non-
committal^. -All I knew Is that he
nas gone. He certain* ain't here In
the apartment."
tt,l"'ont th* *'P my tongne to
suggest that we look In the secret
passageway. I felt that the shock It
would be to Wlck to learn that I knew
about th's might •* ! him to open his
Hps. I felt certal.i that It was by way
of a similar passageway to the one I
mnrtiSrVT1 ,n " * "W that the
S mil, Bu be'"re I
could make up my mind to speak the
doctor arrived.
•aldetS2y! h"tT 'nSPml00 'nd ,heo
"There's nothing here for me to do.
TWs woman has been dead for some
"How long?" I asked.
"It Is Impossible for mo to Judm
wS ■l rP«y from mo to Mr.
nf*^ rl1h'r *>« • f*w min-
utes ago. Mr. Wlck explained. "Mr
Nelaoa .ud mo heard a scream aad a
1. ! ,et 0"rs"VM ln here with
my pass key and found her here. It
^T**Vbor*Wr that she sur-
Mjjd when Ae «ter«! the .p.rt.
■IdliV00^^ lt" tbe phy-
«««n. "There are marks on t .r
threat where he tried to strangle her
^ •otiSfrt:
^ea." Mr. Wkk.
tb^^'r^^ that 1 e*n do
,Ben' •"d the doctor, makina hla
preparatloas to depart
"Would_yoo not wait until the po-
int ^tWlta??"1 ,h# ••Per'ntend-
h#P# mnj ■lMt* ""'I
JJJtbly they'll waat a tiatsment from
JJr ^ TU
J1 TVwatred the three of a> ehati
*Jd aho« the tNM tad about the
dead aeUeas. Worn the con versa ti oa
Jl«rned thst at tbe height of ber mo-
Broadway Daisy Lata*
had become tbe wife of the young soa
iLTTLrSL^y- parents la-
UlSLSl "5? ^ tn,pped h,m tot«
lon* wraa-
fling she bsd been divorced about a
year ago. She had received a largo
J?™,10 •ett'ement, and this with h«
-
sskS4"' ** * swqgthenrt now r I
d^tter~rke M p,nnH." sneered the
Cn'7.~l reputation of .he
te«L T "Wrtmenu must be pre-
tected st all (Swts."
clo^r.^'v^' T detectives In plsm
ci thes srriyed. They viewed the bodr
t0 qatmt,on ^e doctor.
How was this woman killed ?"
.b- hU."'0"" """ """ th'~o
^Tio la sher
I^ntsn. the actress."
"Who did Itr
terWfH,"twhaT^ ^ " boi*'ar." in-
•Reefed Mr. Wlck. "My theory I.
eame In unexpectedly and
found him at work."
"Who found her?"
In^r" fnf,pmen." said the doctot.
Inrlndinp hoth Mr. Wlck and me with
a wave or his hand. ™
flr*t"* <lrtert,VM turned to Mr. Wlck
JTo" as about It." one of them dl-
"Mv name is James Wlck." he heean
"I sm" TC! rW<tln* " '"miliar lesson.
wnerlntendent of the
Oranddeck apartments, f th
Sit' ha,f "" h°,,r when
h^l" ZT" :rr**'n,n« then
the sound of the shot. I took ont my
nnd.K0t nir Ht tt>l" Aw to ln-
„ th' door ' '""id Mr.
Nelson. He. too. bad heard the
•creams and the shot and thought they
came from this apartment. I took out
my pass key and we went In."
. 'here any signs of the bur-
"v- "" ,h" O'her man.
Z°- 'ooked all through the
apartment and found no one."
Was anything missing?"
if 7Ilh f,atw! hrM,h tn hear
M tP" 0t hav,n« fhe
woL l°Pen „Ir h' d,d Dof * 'elt It
j would he conclusive evidence that
thj-re^as wlIMth|nf he rrylng u
anythlnr missing.*
he said etlhly. "I wouldn't know any.
how.^ I don't know what stuff she had
"Who wonld know?"
m4«ht **** n«w.
"he's home by eleven
"1>M she keep only the one servant ?"
2[ml.v the maid and a chauffeur."
an^T ,?■* *" *1on« ln
ajwrfiiMbntr*
"Tes. She'd gone eut all dressed ut
abont seven In her own car. She came
home unexpectedly In a hired taxi not
more than half an hour ago."
"TMd she come home alone?"
^ 'o"e. At least the
nslt hoys told me so. I did not see be*
come Hi. myself."
More and more I was convinced that
Wlck was lying. I wss sure he knew
r*'™ope "bout affairs than he waa ad-
mitting. Whv did he keep harping
on the fact that Miss Lutan had come
!" "nnexpectedly?" ^
no of knowing what time she was ex-
pe*wrwl home? Furthermore he said ho
ws !n the elevator when he beard the
acreama and the shot. I did not be-
lieve It would have been possible for
the sonnds to have carried that far
The walls were all deadened, and the
room where the tragedy had taken
place was st tbe hack of the house
many feet distant from the elevators.
I wondered If the burglar had not been
In the place with Mr. Wick's connlv-
ance. while he stood guard outside. As
he heard me coming he might have
taken refuge In the elevator. And
why did he have his revolver so con-
veniently ready?
Tl e detective who hsd beeo ques-
tioning Wlck turned to me.
"Who are yon?"
"Snalding Nelson."
TI?1 do you do? Where %> you
work "
Tin a elerit."
"A derk living at the Oranddeck
apartments." he sneered. "Too most
have a good Job."
,"l "-r* *ny " P w«t I re-
p"ed. Tib living here in Mr. Oaa-
too'a apartment, taking care ef U
while he and bla wife are away."
I could aee that my statement that
I was only a derk and waa not at nrea-
ant employed had sot made a favor-
able Impression on the detective.
"WU1 you explain what you were do-
6o°r apartment
When the superintendent arrived?" be
demanded with a growing suspldoa la
his tones.
That's easy to explain." I retorted.
n waa la my apartment directly over
|hla naa. t hoard her scream and then
the ahot It seemed to come from the
door right below me, ae I ran dowa to
Inveotigate."
Mrn\flS! r"h,r •
minting jihi
mzzt spells
-"SufeStfcfir
V
ego table Goos-
about twelve botttaa
- ww it a —
K-i ■I'S'.'I'II'H' ■ ". JL. *T *
TltetbSXiFsr.'i?-*-
OLD STANDBY, FOR
ACHES AND PAINS
Especially those
ssssfesl
pain
"^•tnun, joint eS?£
*«*-3Sc. 7ttc.tl.40T ^ ^
big ulcer
all healed
."Hav Is •nsthw Isttsr *« _
^•3'
afia ^"arSta* tebo
Doot Neglect
YonrSkin
FOR WOMEN
Dr.Tutts
Liver Pills
Ona at
Mrtailta*
MB UU It
tro aa oowriiiyBn
* Now Styta
"Does that aow author ham the mM.
•dsht a«,Mtb bla toll?"
bathe bane the reads with Me
X-'iYZ.
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