anaheim-gazette 1930-03-27

Anaheim, Calif., March 27, 1930 GUNMAN'S BLUE BY Edgar Wallace COPYRIGHT BY EDGAR WALCOTT Third Installment SYNOPSIS Margaret Leferre, engaged to marry Luke Maddison, wealthy banker, is with him when he encounters Gunner Haynes, an American crook, apparently by accident, in a London hotel lobby. Danton Morell, a friend of Margaret's brother Rex, is watching them, and wonders whether the Gunner recognizes him after seven years. That night Rex is found dead with a revolver by his side and a note addressed to his sister saying that he has been ruined by taking Luke Maddison's advice. Morell tells Maddison later that Rex cashed a check for Eighteen Thousand Pounds ostensibly signed by Maddison. Her love for Maddison turns to hate but she decides to keep her promise to marry him. She is desperately poor and Maddison makes over his entire fortune to her, everything he possesses. In the background of these events is the figure, still shadowy, of Gunner Haynes, a famous American crook, who had encountered Maddison and Margaret, apparently by chance, the evening before Rex's death. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY She stood there, her hands gripped, her breath coming quickly and more quickly, and heard him override the protests which came from the other end of the wire. Presently he hung up the phone and turned to her, a smile of triumph on his flushed face. "You are Maddison's!" he said grandly. "Lock, stock, and barrel, darling—I am what old Bird calls a child of the poor." Even she could not realize that he was speaking prophetically. a few pound notes. "I suppose you know Mr. Bird very well?" he asked as he counted the money. The man grinned. "The Sparrer? I should say so! He's always goin' on about the children of the poor—but he's always laggin' 'em! He pretends there's a lot of poor people who are suffern' because of the likes of—" he was about to say "me" but changed his mind—" of fellers who go on the crook. That's silly. If you can't do work you've got to do something: you can't starve. The last time the Sparrer started talkin' to me about it I says: 'Look here, Mr. Bird, why don't you go after the children of the rich an' make 'em pay their whack to these children of the poor?' He couldn't answer me. He was dumb-founded. I'm always beatin' people in arguments." He seemed rather proud of this accomplishment; was not without his vanities, even if he had to lie about his triumphs. "Here is ten pounds. Give that to your friend. I can't help him much more. I'd like to know what happens to him, and he can write to me here." At two o'clock Margaret Leferre stepped from her car at the door of the Marylebone registrar's office, and Luke, waiting in the room of that official, turned to greet the palest bride that had ever entered those common-place portals. She spoke not at all, only answered the questions that were put to her. With a shudder she felt the ring slip upon her finger. It was all over so quickly that she could not believe that the first act of her vengeance was played. Somebody Luke did not ever Margaret at once, remembered and telegramd "I want to see you gan." "Why?" It was done the suspicion she felt "I want you to seize ment," he said gaily. So that was it! I her. Only she had n't she would be asked marriage position so "Wife! IT's worth able!" "A document?" "I want you to trau me," he said. "If formality—I've discover rather less than I no She thought quicklily "Very well, come three o'clock." He forgot that the three-thirty and agree did not greatly matter returned. It was naence from his person bank's. He was true to minutes late, when lhe her little sitting room that struck him was dressed. He had placed in her negligee—in be not as pale as she lhe when he went to take that he had his first "Don't kiss me—please emptory command." "Why—what is wren She shook her head "Please tell me whi Her tone turned li NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY She stood there, her hands gripped, her breath coming quickly and more quickly, and heard him override the protests which came from the other end of the wire. Presently he hung up the phone and turned to her, a smile of triumph on his flushed face. "You are Maddison's!" he said grandly. "Lock, stock, and barrel, darling—I am what old Bird calls a child of the poor." Even she could not realize that he was speaking prophetically. "Do you want to see a man named Lewing?" Stiles asked Maddison. "Lewing? Who is he?" From Mr. Stiles' expression of disparagement he gathered that Lewing was not of any great account. "Show him in." The man who followed Stiles into the room was tall and spare of build. His deep-set eyes had in them a fur-tiveness that was almost animal. He glanced quickly around the room, and it almost seemed to Luke that he was pricing every article within view against the night when he might enter and take away such movables as would show him a profit. "Mornin', sir." He held his head downwards and were alone in her pretty little drawing room, and he was sitting by her side, his arm around her. She was very still and unyielding, but he thought that he understood this. Luke was bubbling over with excitement—he was like a boy who had received a new and wonderful present. "I say, did you see that queer-looking man standing on the pavement as we came out? A fellow named Lewing—a thief of some kind. I wonder if he came to pick pockets? I'll bet he did; touched his hat to me as I came out." He was true to minutes late, when he her little sitting room that struck him was dressed. He had placed in her negligence—in no as pale as she lied when he went to take that he had his first. "Don't kiss me—please it was not a requiem command." Why—what is wrong? She shook her head. "Please tell me why I did not go with I wanted it to happen where I have friend you on even term." A pause, and then: "Luke, I am giving You gave it to me—a penny can you have. She wished he woke the silence that follow he would rave, curse things that were conjecture of him. But He was not even loot was studying the pattern Presently he jerked." "Goodbye," he said, heel. She heard the door then there came to that made her brain him. Why he gravitated ment he could never natural objective. He of suicide, no intent slowly by the paraphyte halt before Scotland that Gothic building big detective was the Sparrow, who wrongs, could hardly problem which dead Luke Maddison. The poor! He smiled mild one of the children natural charge of the protect the children punish the wrongdoer. With a shudder, she felt the ring slip upon her finger. sideways, looking up from under his heavy and untidy eyebrows. "Like to speak to you private, sir," he said in his husky voice. Luke glanced at the manager and signalled him to leave the room. Mr. Stiles left with the greatest reluctance. "Sit down, will you?" Not taking his eye from Luke's face, the visitor stretched out a hand and drew a chair to him. "Well?" The visitor sat down. "Gunner's got three moon for bein' a suspected," he said in a low, hoarse voice. "The Sparrer spoke up for him but the beak handed out the three moon. The Gunner's appeal' to the sessions." Luke nodded. "He has got three months' hard labor and is appealing? I hope he gets off. Did he send you to me?" Lewling nodded slowly. He had the appearance of a man who was lying and expected to be found out at any moment. "Yes. A few quid would do him a bit of good. He wants a mouthpiece. The Sparrer says he'll get off—an' the Sparrer knows." "Who is the Sparrow?" A slow smile dawned on Mr. Lewling's face. "He's a busy—a detective. Bird by name—" Luke nodded. He remembered 'Mr. Sparrow, whose activities were apparently not wholly confined to inquests. "I was inside meself—for breakin' an' enterin'," confided Lewling, "but they couldn't prove nothin' so I got out. But me an' the Gunner's like brothers. He was in the next cell to me at Brixton an' he told me to pop up an' have a talk with you—a few quid would help him." Luke was puzzled. His acquaintance with the redoubtable gunman who called himself Haynes was a slight one, but it had struck him, during their brief interview in the Carlton, that the Gunner had the manners and certainly the vocabulary of a gentleman, and that this mean sneak-thief who was looking at him stealthily from the other side of the table was hardly the type of man in whom the Gunner would confide his commissions. Luke felt in his pockets and took out were alone in her pretty little drawing room, and he was sitting by her side, his arm around her. She was very still and unyielding, but he thought that he understood this. Luke was bubbling over with excitement—he was like a boy who had received a new and wonderful present. "I say, did you see that queer-looking man standing on the pavement as we came out? A fellow named Lewing—a thief of some kind. I wonder if he came to pick pockets? I'll bet he did; touched his hat to me as I came out." She was not listening, and after he had gone, could remember nothing that he had said except something about Rex. It was indecent of him to mention the boy: Danty rang her up, but she would not see or receive him. She must go through now without help. Luke was coming at seven. At six she called him on the telephone, and had one panicky moment when she feared that he had already left his flat and could not be found. Then she heard his voice. "Darling, isn't it odd? I can't believe it—I still think of myself as a crusty old bachelor—" "Luke, I want you to do something for me." She found her voice at last. "No—no, don't interrupt. It's a big thing. I don't want to go away tonight, not for a day or two. I want to be alone, not to see you. My nerves are in a terrible state; I think I am on the verge of a breakdown." As she went on, he listened with a growing sense of alarm and dismay. And yet he was not thinking of himself. "I've been a selfish brute. Of course, darling, I quite understand." The conversation did not occupy five minutes of time; he could hardly realize what was happening, to what he was agreeing, before he was sitting at his writting table staring blankly at the telegraph forms by which he was to cancel so many pleasant arrangements. Danty, waiting at Waterloo Station with a full view of the barrier, watched the small-boat passengers filter through to the platform. He saw the barrier close and the red tail lights of the train disappear into the darkness, and went home humming a little song for Mr. and Mrs. Luke Maddison were not among the passengers. Of suicide, no intention slowly by the paraphyte halt before Scotland that Gothic building was the biggest detective was the Sparrow, who wrongs, could hardly problem which deadest Luke Maddison. The poor! He smiled mildly one of the children natural charge of the protect the children punish the wrongdoers? Margaret? apportion all blame to He shook his head and back toward Blackfriars. Continued New Transcontinental Motor Stations Purchase of 33 motors on its transcontinental aggregate cost of $4250 ed by J. L. Haugh, vice Union Pacific System these stages will be an operating between C Angeles and eleven tween Portland and Salt Lake City. Interstate Trans Pacific Stages, Inc., a Coach Company, all six Union Pacific System stage route that extends and St. Louis throws enne, Kansas City, Lake City to Los Angeles and Bolse, Spokane and northwest already has busses of the most mast vary in size from -21 capacity. The additional equiv 30 coaches of 34 passes of 26 passenger and on capacity. All this equiv mediate delivery and service within the next ing to Haugh. It will be used to creased traffic of the tiplaced necessity for to spring and summer. The new coaches w type as those now in ANAHEIM GAZETTE BLUFF WALLACE RIGHT BY EDGAR WALLACE Luke did not even trouble to see Margaret at once. Before lunch, he remembered and telephoned. "I want to see you, darling," he began. "Why?" It was difficult to disguise the suspicion she felt. "I want you to sign a little document," he said gaily. So that was it! Danty had warned her. Only she had never dreamed that she would be asked to renounce her marriage portion so soon. "Wife! It's wonderful—unbelievable!" "A document?" "I want you to transfer some money to me," he said. "It is the nearest formality—I've discovered that I have rather less than I need." She thought quickly. "Very well, come to the house at three o'clock." He forgot that the bank closed at three-thirty and agreed. After all, it did not greatly matter if the check was returned. It was merely a transference from his personal account to the bank's. He was true to his methods, five minutes late, when he was shown into her little sitting room. The first thing that struck him was that she was dressed. He had pictured her resting in her negligee—in bed even. She was not as pale as she had been. It was when he went to take her in his arms that he had his first shock. "Don't kiss me—please!" "It was not a request; it was a peremptory command." "Why—what is wrong, darling?" She shook her head impatiently. "Please tell me what you want." Her tone turned him cold. It was Grape Growers In Bad Plight Federal Farm Bureau Assists in Cooperative Marketing California's grape industry has been compared by political observers to a sick horse that needs some doctoring. The government has come in with a plan for doctoring the horse providing the cooperation of $5 per cent of the growers. If that co-operation is given and kept intact for at least three or four years according to proposed plans, there may be some hope for pulling the grape industry out of a bad hole. At the head of the plan, is C. C. Teague, Santa Paula, well versed in the science and politics of cooperative marketing, the proposal that will be made by the government and federal farm board. Anything undertaken by Teague might well merit the confidence of growers, simply by comparing past achievements. But the confidence that is placed in Teague's plans, must remain for some time. Withdrawal from the proposed cure would mean failure. There are two factions which will suffer the effect of the federal farm board's plans. One is the banker who of course will failicky if by losing the interest, he saves the principle of the large investment he has in the grape industry. However, he can be depended upon for his full support to any proposal. On the other hand is opposition of the small grower, who probably will be forced to give up this grape "sideline" providing prices, when met by adjustment, are kept at a same level for a reasonable time. A speedy rise in prices might undue any success that is hoped for. The farmer must be satisfied with a reasonable slight profit for some time. At least elimination of the small grower is believed by some to be part of the cure for the grape evil, solved. The buying public however, must be the main consideration of any business. That public which never stuffs more than three "square" down their throats NOTICE INVITING SEALED PROPOSALS FOR AUTO MOBILE Notice is hereby given that sealed proposals will be received by the City Council of the City of Anaheim, at the office of the City Clerk of said City, up to the hour of eight o'clock p.m. of Tuesday, the 8th day of April, 1930, for furnishing to said city one automobile for the use of the police department. Said automobile shall be of standard manufacture, without spot lights or siren; it shall be finished in white to comply with the regulations of the California Highway Patrol, and shall not cost more than One Thousand Dollars ($1,000,000). Detailed specifications of the automobile proposed to be furnished must accompany each proposal. Each proposal must be accompanied by a certified or cashier's check, payable to City of Anaheim. In an amount not less than ten per cent of such proposal; the check of the successful bidder will be held by said City until the delivery and acceptance of the automobile, as a guarantee of the faithful performance of the contract. Further information may be obtained at the office of the City Manager of said city, and all proposals must be on forms furnished by said City Manager. The City Council of said City reserves the right to reject any and all proposals. Dated this 12th day of March, 1930. He was, true to his methods, five minutes late, when he was shown into her little sitting room. The first thing that struck him was that she was dressed. He had pictured her resting in her negligee—in bed even. She was not as pale as she had been. It was when he went to take her in his arms that he had his first shock. "Don't kiss me—please!" It was not a request; it was a peremptory command. "Why—what is wrong, darling?" She shook her head impatiently. "Please tell me what you want." Her tone turned him cold. It was hard, almost antagonistic. He could hardly believe the evidence of his senses. Stammering like a schoolboy, he told her in disjointed sentences of the situation which had arisen, and she listened and did not speak until he stopped. "Ninety-seven thousand pounds," she said. "A tenth of that would have saved Rex." He could only stare at her uncomprehendingly. "It was rather dreadful to see a man make a god of money. Luke aid to know that for its sake he is willing to sacrifice even a young life." To him her voice sounded like the clang of a bell; to herself it hardly seemed that it was she who was speaking. "And to accuse this poor dead boy of forgery—to add that infamy to the other." "I—you are speaking of me?" he said in a whisper. She nodded. "Of you. I knew that you were coming to get your money back—that is why I did not go with you to France. I wanted it to happen here. Here, where I have friends and can meet you on even terms." A pause, and then: "Luke, I am giving you no money. You gave it to me—it is mine. Not a penny can you have—not a penny!" She wished he would speak during the silence that followed. She wished he would rave, curse her, do all the things that were consistent with her picture of him. But he said nothing. He was not even looking at her, but was studying the pattern of the carpet. Presently he jerked up his head. "Goodbye," he said, and turned on his heel. She heard the door close on him, and then there came to her a realization that made her brain reel. She loved him. Why he gravitated to the Embankment he could never tell; it seemed a natural objective. He had no thought of suicide, no intention of finding that slowly by the parapet, he came to a halt before Scotland Yard and eyed that Gothic building incuriously. That big detective was there, the Sparrow—the Sparrow, who righted so many wrongs, could hardly disentangle the problem which deadened the mind of Luke Maddison. The "children of the poor!" He smiled mirthlessly. He was one of the children of the poor, the natural charge of that big man. To protect the children of the poor and punish the wrongdoer. Who had done On the other hand is opposition of the spall grower, who probably will be forced to give up this grape "sideline" providing prices, when met by adjustment, are kept at a same level for a reasonable time. A speedy rise in prices might undue any success that is hoped for. The farmer must be satisfied with a reasonable slight profit for some time. At least elimination of the small grower is believed by some to be part of the cure for the grape evil, solved. The buying public however, must be the main consideration of any business. That public which never stuffs more than three "square" down their throats a day, will never buy more grapes or raisins out of "sympathy" for the grower. A public that has no sympathy, in turn deserves no consideration in formulation of plans. Grapes are consolidated by them, a table luxury, the same as cranges, grapefruit, cherries and alligator pears, and will remain so. Grapes and raisins find their prime markets at home. Since prohibition, they enjoy a marketing price practically five times that before the law came into effect, but without that market. Manufacture of wines means manufacture of alcoholol, and that is the government's bugaboo. For this reason a great export market for California's excellent grapes, goes untouched. Experts think that some method of simplifying matters in this direction might be attempted. With this thought in mind, the farm board and Teague are centering the guns on cooperative marketing. An old cure for new evils. Mr. Teague can rightly tell you it has been a big success in the past. It might have success in the future providing the "shot" is not too strong. But too strong. It will kill the sick horse of the grape industry and leave it at the mercy of the banker who really doesn't want him. And when a farmer's credit collapses, the situation looks pretty black. Other content that a speedy cure would be best. They feel that the government's loan is nothing but a pill to keep life in the old age and that when the pills are discontinued, he will fade out and die. That idea is one not to be considered lightly. Of course the seasonal suggestion of moderated growing has been suggested, but that would merely result in a merry-go-round of grape-grower prosperity and would leave the same situation again when the federal farm bureau relieves its supervision. However, the farm board's plan with C.C.Teague leadership demands and deserves the fair truce of all growers, who wish to see stabilization of their produce. Nothing is given except by incorporation of new ideas, and if this last opportunity is refused merely on the supposition that they will be made subject to alliances that won't meet with their combined approach, there would probably be no hope for a great California industry. Snook advises persons who have not received their plates because of a change of address to notify the division at once of the new address and to get in touch with the postmaster at the old address to see if the plates are being held. "We feel that the state has been liberal with the motorists and that anyone has had plenty of time to get new plates." Snook said. "It now becomes our duty to stop all persons from driving who have not paid the fee required by law. It is unfair to the motorists who have complied with the law to permit the others to operate longer." No. 413 E Mother! Clean Child's Bowels ment he could never tell; it seemed a natural objective. He had no thought of suicide, no intention of finding that slowly by the parapet, he came to a halt before Scotland Yard and eyed that Gothic building incuriously. That big detective was there, the Sparrow—the Sparrow, who righted so many wrongs, could hardly disentangle the problem which deadened the mind of Luke Maddison. The "children of the poor!" He smiled mithlessly. He was one of the children of the poor, the natural charge of that big man. To protect the children of the poor and punish the wrongdoer. Who had done wrong? Margaret? He tried hard to apportion all blame to her to hate her. He shook his head and walked slowly back toward Blackfriars. Continued Next Week Transcontinental Motor Stage Service Purchase of 33 motor stages for use on its transcontinental routes at an aggregate cost of $425,000 was announced by J. L. Haugh, vice president of the Union Pacific System. Twenty-two of these stages will be added to the lines operating between Chicago and Los Angeles and eleven to the routes between Portland and Spokane, Boise and Salt Lake City. Interstate Transit Lines, the Union Pacific Stages, Inc., and the Interstate Coach Company, all subsidiaries of the Union Pacific System, operate the motor stage route that extends from Chicago and St. Louis through Omaha, Cheyenne, Kansas City, Denver and Salt Lake City to Los Angeles in the south and Boise, Spokane and Portland in the northwest, already has in operation 300 busses of the most modern type which vary in size from-21 to 26 passenger capacity. The additional equipment comprises 30 coaches of 34 passenger capacity, two of 26 passenger and one of 21 passenger capacity. All this equipment is for immediate delivery and will be placed in service within the next 60 days, according to Haugh. It will be used to care for the increased traffic of the lines and the anticipated necessity for facilities incident to spring and summer travel. The new coaches will be of the same type as those now in use readily disguishable because of the royal blue and nickel trimmings. They will be built with ample head room along the center aisle and in clude individual reclining seats and control of the windows. They are considered the finest made from both a safety and comfort standpoint for this kind of travel. Ban Placed! On Old License Plates Any Person Driving With an Old License Plate to be Arrested The Division of Motor Vehicles has put the ban on 1923 license plates. Frank G. Snook, Chief of the Division, announced he had issued instructions to Eugene W. Biscalitz Superintendent of the California Highway Patrol to order state traffic officers to arrest any person driving on the public highways with the old plates and that police authorities and other peace officers throughout the state had been notified of the order. Those able to show evidence that they have made application for new plates will be allowed to proceed. If not, their cars will be impounded until they secure 1930 licenses at the double rate imposed on delinquents by law. Snook said all applications received in proper form had long since been filled. A few cases remain in which plates were held up because the applicant was unable to present the proper papers or the necessary legal information. Such persons will be allowed to drive so long as they are able to snow they are actually making an attempt to clear up such difficulties. There are also several thousand sets of plates on hand that have been returned because of the failure of the tinguishable because of the royal blue and nickel trimmings. They will be built with ample head room along the center aisle and in clude individual reclining seats and control of the windows. They are considered the finest made from both a safety and comfort standpoint for this kind of travel. Mother! Clean Child's Bowels "California Fig Syrup" is Dependable Laxative for Sick Children Children Love Its Plicasant Taste If your little one is out-of-scute, won't play, seems sick, languid, not natural—suspect the bowels. A teaspoonful of delicious "California Fig Syrup" given anytime sweetens the stomach and soon moves the sour fermentations, gasses, poisons and indigestible matter right out of the bowels and you have a well, playful child again. Millions of mothers depend upon this gentle, harmless laxative. It never cramps or overacts. Contains no narcotics or soothing drugs. Say "California" to your druggist and avoid counterfeits. Insist upon genuine "California Fig Syrup" which has directions for babies and children of all ages plainly printed on bottle. ANAHEIM'S NESS AND PROFESSIONAL DIRECTORY Sunday by Appointment—Phone 917 Dr. Harry C. Wilhelm CHIROPRACTOR Rudionie-Diagnosis Office: 525 West Center Street ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA BIG AUCTION Every Saturday at 2 and 7:30 p.m., at Jack Martin's Auction House, S. Lemon St., Anaheim. Private sales all the time For Cash or Easy Terms. Buy Anything—Sell Anything. "The Bargain Spot of Orange Co." Jack Martin, Prop. IRISH AUCTIONEER Ambulance Service—Day or Night Phone 311 Backs, Terry & Campbell FUNERAL DIRECTORS H. P. CAMPBELL, Resident Director 251 No. Lemon St., Anaheim, Calif. Office Phone 341-J Residence 887 S. Los Angeles St. Residence Phone 341-M Hours: 11-12; 2-4; 7-8 J. W. Truxaw, M. D. Physician and Surgeon Golden State Bank Bldg. Cor. Center and Los Angeles Sts. 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Train 74, fast no-stop train, stops to let off Eastern passengers. Through sleepers to Chicago from San Diego for "The Chief," Phoenix, Houston, Galveston and New Orleans connections. If You Are Sick-- Whether it be Liver, Stomach, Kidney, Asthma, Rheumatism, Constipation, Indigestion, Female Trouble or any chronic diseases, our Chinese herbs will relieve you quickly and permanently. We've helped many patients after their cases were pronounced hopeless or incurable by others. WHY NOT YOU? ORIENTAL HERB CO. V. F. LOO. Herballist Phone 1621 113 W. Broadway st., Anaheim M. ELTISTE & CO. Inc. Are Showing New Lines of IMPLEMENTS, TRACTORS, TRUCKS —AT— 312-311 No. Los Angeles, Anaheim 405 E. 1th St., Santa Ana ANAHEIM FEED AND FUEL CO. Dealers in GRAIN FLOUR SEEDS WOOD COAL HAY Phone 317 W. D. GRAFTON, Prop. Public Welghing Scales