Oklahoma City Times (Oklahoma City, Okla.), Vol. 37, No. 180, Ed. 3 Tuesday, December 7, 1926 Page: 15 of 24
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OKLAHOMA CITY TIMES, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 7, 1926.
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Cleaning and Pressing
Half Price
519 N. Broadway
Phone W. 0151
'■Opium?"
"I don't know what it
Christmas
Campaign
think it was cocaine,
and glistening."
He nodded.
Ladies'
Plain Dresses
EVERY DAY
A FEATURE DAY
Finds relief after spending
much money in vain
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MARTYR TO PAIN
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Did Your Husband
Learn The Art of
Loving from Another
Girl?
In this true story, “Did
She Have a Better
Claim?” a bride voyag-
ing to France has cause
to wonder where her
husband learned to
make love. Her story
tells what she found
out when they reached
Paris.
Cloak Model Tells
of Search
for Romance
A pretty blonde cloak
model opens her heart
to you about the rich
men she played around
with at Palm Beach,
and how she learned
that what counts most
is for “Some One to
Care.”
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• EIm Marlowe, stenographer tor
• Amery and Amery, Importers,
• finds Paul Roy Amery, owner, is
' mysterious and “sinister.” Mau-
, rice Tarn, Elsa’s guardian, learns
that Paul Amery knows of his
’ connection with Hallam's gang ol
' ' importers.” Elsa confides to Dr.
• Ralph Alallem, who is living apart
< from his wife, she being given a
, "consideration.” Feng Ho is a
, mysterious Chinrre ’ri, nd of Am-
ery. Hallam heads a “company''
which has discussed the probabil-
ity of putting Amery out of the
• way. Amery has said there is not
a room for both firms in London.
, Tarn is murdered following
threats. Elsa, in the room at the
’ time of the slaying, believes
• Feng Ho is the killer, but for
, some reason unknown even to
herself, she refuses to tell all she
knows of the crime. Tupper will,
« Amery’s hanker, receives a warn-
t ing similar to that received by
, Tam before his death, and is at-
tacked near the home of Amery,
F where he is taken for treatment.
Investigation of the deati of Tarn,
‘ brings about a discovery of a
a laudanum bottle, and Elsa is in-
, volved.
“To Forgive
Is Divine”
In this true story you
,see the lonely, inex-
perienced young wife,
the romantic “other
man,” the busband she
betrayed, and, more
amazingly, what that
husband did.
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I Know the Mad-
ness of Love
A noted surgeon, who
has passed through a
heart-racking experi-
ence with a beautiful
woman, tells frankly
how rather than give
herup,he was willing to
sacrifice the best friend
he had—of how even
murder did not seem
too high a price to pay.
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“That was cocaine. Four pack-
ets?" He whistled softly. “And you
washed them away, did you?"
“Yes," she said shortly and was
preparing to go back to her work.
“That was very good of you,”
His politeness was almost mechan-
ical. "Very good of you, indeed!
Four packets of cocaine. German,
by any chance?"
“Oh, of course they were German!"
she said impatiently. “You know—”
He shook his head.
“I don’t know," he said. "I have
never had a greater surprise than
to learn that there were drugs in
this office.”
He walked to his desk, gave a little
jerk to the edge. and. to her nston-
ishment, the whole of the top slid
back, revealing a shallow cavity in
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which lay a ..mall, thin package of
papers. These he took out, put them
in his inside pocket, pulled the top
of the desk back in its place, and
smiled.
"Did Mr. Bicl:erson, in the course
of any unguarded conversation, re-
veal how he came to know that the
cocaine was in my office?"
“No; he said he knew early this
morning."
“I see," snId the other softly.
Now I wonder how our friend put
them there?"
“Our friend—which friend?”
“A gentleman named Stillman," he
said carelessly, "who came in before
office hours and planted the drugs
in my office.”
“But—but," sho stammered,
"aren't you a dealer in drugs?"
He smiled.
"I have never bought anything
more deadly than chewing gum in
my life," he said.
(To lie Continued)
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water, looked into the dressing room
and understood.
“What did you find?" he asked
again. "Come, Miss Marlowe, I'm
sure you do not wish to connive in
the breaking of the law. What was
in that cupboard?"
"Nothim." said Elsa doggedly.
She was very white; her knees
felt as if at any moment they
woud give way under her; but she
stood up square to the police offi-
cer. defiance in the tilt of her chin
and in her fine eyes.
“You didn't know she was in that
room when you spoke," salt the older
man with a little churekle, “Young
lady, you've taught a very aldo de-
tective inspector a lesson which I
hope he will not forget!"
Bickerson was now conducting a
thorough search of the office. The
cupboard on the left of the fireplace
was unlocked, but empty. He tried
the drawers of Amery's desk; they
all opened save one, and, ns he pulled
a bunch of keys from his pocket ami
knelt to open this, the .man most
concerned in the search walked Into
the room.
After spending a great deal of money
in medicines without results, a
woman who had suffered from a long-
standing case of rheumatism, got
quick and complete relief by a simple
tome treatment.
“I have suffered from rheumatism
or 16 years and I have spent a great
leal of money in trying to get some-
shing which would ease the pain,” she
writes. "I am grateful to say that in
Sloan’s Liniment I have found instant
relief."
Sloan’s helps when other remedies
ail because Sloan's doesn’t just deaden
he nerves. It stirs up the bodily
orces to throw off the poisons that
ire causing the pain. Then relief
xomes as a natural consequence.
So easy, pleasant and clean to use,
.00. You don’t even have to rub it in.
lust apply gently, and the medicine
rings the relief.
Get a bottle today and have it on
iand. All druggists—35 cents.
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smashed cupboard. This had been
the first object on which Amery’s
eyes had fallen when ho entered the
room. "There was something there,
and this girl had taken it out and
destroyed it. I think you will be
sorry for this, Miss Marlowe."
“If she is," said Amery coldly, “I
will phone you."
He did not speak again until the
men had left the building, then he
turned and surveyed the girl with
a new interest. And from her his
eyes strayed to the wrecked cup-
board.
"You did that, of course?"
She nodded.
“What did you find?”
"Oh, Major Amery, why do you
pretend?" she burst forth. “You
know what I found! Four packets
of that awful stuff!”
Only Small Amount Due
Here at Last Period,
Notices of federal income tax pay-
ments falling due December 15 were
mailed from the office of federal col-
lector Tuesday, according to A. C.
Alexander, collector.
Fewer persons will bn called upon
to pay the last quarter than in any
previous period, according to Alex-
ander, who explained that hundreds
of taxpayers paid the remaining
amount with the second or third
quarterly installments.
Apparently, tho collector said,
there will be only a small number
of delinquents this year, as records
show that the payments for the first
three quarters have been made
promptly.
'There undoubtedly is more mon
ey in the country than ever before
and nt the same time the tax is
smaller," Alexander pointed out.
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Arkansas Bank Taken Over
MEMPHIS Tenn., Doc. T.—(P—
The Crittenden County bank at
Mariom, Ark., was taken over by
Lloyd Rainwater, state bank exami- ,
ner of Arkansas Monday, according '
to information reaching here. The
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TheGirlBackHome
Who Got Into
Trouble
O. O. McIntyre, who
knows life, tells in
January SMART SET the
pathetic story of a girl
who could not live
down a mistake she
made in her youth.
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“Can This Be
Love?”
Must a girl lose her
soul to understand life?
Is art so sacred that
any departure from the
conventional can be
forgiven in a great
singer or actress?
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"Looking for something?" he asked
politely.
"I have a warrant to search your
. office " said Bickerson, trembling
1 with anger.
, f doubt it," replied Amery coolly
. "Since wh n has Scotland Yard had
the right of searching a City office?
I am under the impression that there
is an admirable force of police oper-
ating in the one square mile of ter
ritory known as the City of J ondon;
and, unless I am mistaken, tlles
gentlemen are extremely jearus <f
their authority being taken from
their hands. May I see your war-
rant?"
He took the paper from the man's
hand and read it.
"This is an authorization to search
my house in Brook Street, not in
this office, ' he suid, “and I'm rather
surprised that Superintendent Wille
connived at this irregularity."
The bigger man started.
I understood that the necessary
permission from the CItv commis-
sioner had been obtained," he said
stiffly. "You told me this, Bicker-
son."
“The City detective is downstairs,"
growled the other. “If Major Am-
ery is so particular as to form, we'd
fetter have him up.”
When the third detective arrived,
Elsa recognized him as the man she
had seen in consultation with Bick-
erson. He produced the document
and seemed a little piqued to find
that the search bad already begun. 1
For, while there is perfect friend- 1
ship between the police of the 1
guarded city and Scotland Yard. ■
there is, as Major Amery very truly
said, a very jealous objection’to the
Yard men operating east of Temple
Bar or west of Aidgate Pump.
“There's nothing to he found here,”
said Bickerson, after Amery had
opened the locked drawer, and the
City man had made his search. “But
it was here!" He pointed to the
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• doorway Into the little cupboard.
1 like apartment which served Amery
( as a wash place and dressing room.
Sho was just in time.
"There It is.” sho heard Bicker-
• son say, <’on the right of the fire-
« place. Most of the old-fashioned
, offices have cupboards in that posi-
tion. I don't see why we shouldn't
‘ open it now, sir."
' “Wait till he comes," said the
. other gruffly, and then the sound
, of their voices receded.
She came back to Amery's room.
' they had closed the door behind
• • them when they went out; the key
• was in the lock, and, without count-
, ing the consequences, she turned it
and flew back to the cupboard by
‘ tho mantelpiece. This was locked
• and defied her efofrts to open it.
, in desperation she took up -the
poker from the fireplace and, with
' a strength that surprised her,
• smashed in the panel. The sound
, must have reached the ears of the
, “nen outside, for they came back,
an 1 one of them tried the door.
• "Who is there?” he called.
. She made no answer. Again the.
, poker fell upon the door, and now
the panel was so broken that she
• could see inside.
« On 1 shelf lay four little packets.
, each about three inches square, and
each wrapped in brown paper and
fastened with a sealed string. She
' put l i her trembling hand and took
• out the first. The label was partly
1 in German and partly in English,
« but she needed no knowledge of
1 German to realize that the package
' contained cocaine.
> What should she do? The fire-
. gal- was empty. Then she remem-
bered the washbowl.
• Somebody was hammering on the
« door.
, "Who is in there?”
, With her teetli set, she ignored
all except the pressing problem of 1
• Amery’s danger. Tearing off tho
. paper cover, she let drop Into the
. basin a heap of glittering white
powder. Turning on both taps, sho .
’ emptied the second and then the
• others, and without waiting to
' watch the deadly drug flow to i
1 waste, she came back to Amery's ।
‘eroom, found hl.: matches, and, strik- '
I Ing a light, burned the wrappers,
' watching them turn to black ash.
. When she ret ned to the wash-
, howl, every vestige of the cocaine
had disappeared, and then, and not
‘ until then, did she walk calmly to
t the door, turn the key, and open it.
A red-faced, angry Bickerson con-
‘ fronted her, behind him an older
• man. taller and white-haired.
, "What have you been doing?”
demanded Bicker n roughly. "Why
' didn’t you open the door when I
• called you?"
( <T acause I do not recognize your
right to give me instructions," she
• said.
r One glance he gave at the
, smashed cupboard door,
“I see! So you're working with
’ Amery, are you, young lady? It’s
< as well to know that. I suppose
• you know you're liable to a severe
, penalty?”
"For what c.ime?” she asked,
’ with a calm she did not feel.
« “Looking aft - my employer's in-
, terests?"
"What did you find there?"
• “Nothing."
1 Tie saw the charred paper in the
fireplace.
•‘Nothing, eh?” he said between
Lhtn teeth.
M He heard'the sound of funning •
'300,000.
’ (HE will be here at 9 o’clock. I
* 11 would rather the search was
■ conducted in his presence," said the
, voice of tho stranger, and by the
respectful tone in which Bickerson
'answered, it was evident that he
•was the -.etective’s superior in rank.
, "Just as you like, sir. I've not
.put the warrant into effect before,
but the information which came to
• me early this morning leaves no
.doubt that the stuff is on tho
, premises. There's a cupboard by
the side of the fireplace which I
‘ noticed when I called 1; st time."
• Elsa listened breathless. Looking
, round, she sav the long, narrow
cupboard and remembered that it
• was one she had' not seen the major
. nse. What was the "stuff?” Should
. she go out to meet and warn him?
. That might help, but it could hardly
• prevent the discovery of the Incrim-
' inating material, whatever it was,
. that was behind the small door.
, Somebody took a step toward
the room.
“I'll show you where," said BIck-
' drson.
She looked round, and in a sec-
Bl
something for
which she was
not to blame,
become one of
those women a
man support;
but never mar-
ries? Get the
answer in
Pam’s amazing
self-told story
in January
Smart Set.
bank is capitalized at $100,600 andem
has deposits totaling approximately I 33
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ionable New
York hotel.
Must this de-
licately-reared
girl because of
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