The Austin Statesman (Austin, Tex.), Vol. 55, No. 148, Ed. 1 Monday, November 30, 1925 Page: 6 of 8
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ate struggle; and now this senune
tendernesa.
She Histened to what Sweetie was
maying: "Don’t you het d^K-
A. long as yoa keep still, nobody's
goin’ to hurt you. Why can’t you
mind your own business? Tha:
the only reason you keep gettim.
into jams. Scene day you’re goim‘
to get into some real trouble."
Coanemara. ill aa she waa becom-
ing, waa still capable of a flash of
-------1 wonder. So she hadn't yet
bean in any real trouble I No. of
comrse not Such events as those
of the last twenty-four hours were
mere everyday occurrences in the
He of persons like Sweetie and her
PSwetioheinued staring at her
ehoughtfully. "Listen, Sister. You
been pretty square with me. I bet
I can trust you if you make a prom-
ise. Wil you keep your trap shut
if I take the hankie out of it? Nod
your head if you mean yes."
Connemara’s beturbaned head
ii sags I violently up and down.
Sweetie remowved the gag.
Connemara used bar first gasping
breath to say, in a low tone, somet
wbat incoherent with an hysterical
giggde, “Just for that Fm going to
give you a bottle of decent per:
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and the cold eyes renewed her ap-
prehension. For, following the
girt’s glance, she took in the huge
form of Doe. who was staring fix-
edly in the direction of the heavy
shrubbery bordering the drive.
There was everything in that alert
tension, that gorillalike hunching of
the shoulders, to bring the swift
thought to her mind: “That ‘real
trouble’ Sweetie was speaking about
—this h it, this h it C
Connemara turned so that she
too could focus her gaze upon the
dark, uvu grown thicket. There—a
ghostly figure. No—two! Crouch-
ing in the shadows, deathly still.
At a step behind her she jumped
and stifled a scream. Twisting
around, she beheld the unbeautiful
visage of the Swede, who, paying
scant attention to her was grinning
insolently at Sweetie. What could
the return of this ham actor in the
all-star cast forebode? She decide
to attempt facetiousness.
“Dear, dear," she said, “how joL
ly! I was afraid rd never have the
pleasure of seeing your funny old
face again."
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POLLY AND HER PALS.—By Cliff Sterrett.
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LGmonwtration agent, will continue
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iHlfc.budroom improvement, and will
■ after Christman gtrt ruKgentions to
K** mothers’ clubs She has eight
■ foaettngs with girls and mothers
B Subs scheduled for the weck, in ad-
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Scouts Entertain
Parents At Meet
Members of Troop II of the Aus-
tin Boy Scouts entertained their
parent, at the American Legion
Memo Friday night, the entertain-
ment beginning at eight 'o'clock.
Howard Bailey, who won his eagle
scout honors about a month ago
was presented with the eagle scout
badge by A. C. Baldwin, national
councilman of the Boy Scoute.
Both signaling and first aid dem-
ontsartlons were given by the boys
and retreshments were served. The
parents are to give the program at
the next parent meeting and E. M.
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stop me leavin' for?" the othei
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“WeO—but you were sneaking
off, and I don’t understand—” Con
--—Z .. nona nemara searched her pseudo maid'i
end thrust it into Doc fre hand face for some explanation.
At the same time, she held out a What she saw in the pursed lip:
Comnemara was half stonned by
words. Were they spoken
chance, or by a wild guess,
her head had become un-
in the furious rugge? She
_ mail rhirg fingers and found
ths bathing-cap effect was still
in place. Sweetie asked no
wreater advantage of the gods of
tour than this instantancous truce.
Ek towel both hands free. Ooe
gbe dapped over Cocmemare’s
mouth; the other she reached tip to
ihe great key of Ebe front door and
imrned it. The door swung slightly
boen with a pathetic aqaenk.
As far back as Connemara could
foil ■ b- it had always creaked
Rew- A cool draft of air laden
peh toe odor of abitory farmed
(er nostrils. She sensed some im-
minent danger more horrible than
gay that had gne before. The
totoh. Iron fingers of • man enor-
ded her throat and began slowly to
fUhron She heard Doc’s raucous
woce whisper, "Gimme something.
weetie, to tie her up. This dame
bs made trouble enough for a
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decdedly grimy handkerchief Con-
semmara’s reeling brain received an- ---------
other jolt. Chloroform! I t a glance. “Shot your face,” he
“Use this." Sweetie was saying growled. without, however, any
papidly, “we don't want fhat heil-malice in his voice. He was sur-
est of an aunt she’s got to come veying the open front door as if a
bouncim’ down here with those other new plan were just forming in his
dumb eggs. This is just a little pri- mind.
pate party"—end she leered male- if, the fifty thousand, of course,"
9cy at Connemara. I drawled Connemara. "What a nice
The girl mustered her strength game we're having. Button, button,
for one last desperate effort. A who’s got the money? Sweetie
sickening-eweet odor stole into her foud some way to send word to
postrila The pressure upon herlyou, didn’t she? I ought to have
windpipe was suddenly freed. She I thought of that."
opened her mouth to gasp for the The Swede allowed himself an:
breath which would be expelled in I other baleful grin. "You should
• shriek—and found herself chew- get all worked up about that fifty
fog upon the filthy piece of earn- grand. That’s all safe and sound.
i bec. A strangled snicker shook [But, gee—this is some swell dump,
her. Choroform—well, hardly. She |ru tell the cock-eyed world. I think
5 pecognized the odor now—"Quel- we ought to have a look inside.”
foes Fleurs”—and evidently Sweetie He took a step toward the open
Ed earlier poured half a bottledoor. In the same second Sweetie
wwwi i Sweetie would. That was was upon him, clutching his wrist,
beridea of subtle attraction. Cog-epinming him around facing her. I
pemara was u*ercoaM! by the weab I big boob! she flung at him.
/ jkmof refeeL mif brains was hooch, what you
Meanwhile Doc was taking ad-igotk Bevo!"
an -J- of her Eimpness to truns her The Swede jerked his arm angrily.
'..'Ends' neatly behind her back. -Whats earin’ you ? I just thought
kweetis dragged a wicker chair up! we might go in and look around—
Behnd the helpless girt, and pushed never can tell----"
i I* fomty into R. Then, with hands I Sweetie strengthened her hold
da trips, she stood, grimly humor-upon his arm. “And I nsed to
tons, ssi Iljum toe victim. think ’sap’ meant somethin' in a
1 Conoemara gulped. Her throat I trec," name her scornful insistence.
foiled from the choiring, herpride -We got the dough, ain’t we? What
toss in tatters from the seahzaton more do we want? That bouse is
d how eerily she had been put hors I fun of people. We got to make our
• He combat, and the stale perfume _.-WJT quick."
B era, rapidly making her very ill. AK-Wei,- began the Swede, "may-
Ege. round tear rolled from each be right, but I just thought
bovely eye and slid quickly down ____»
Bach eymmnetrical cheek. The next time you start to
5w eelfr, beholding the tears, sod-1 think—dom’t," Sweetie finished
Benly exchanged her sardonic ex-1 scathingly. “Come on, Doc. Let's
prcasion for one of pity. She lean- pon our freight. Poochie ain't in
M over, awl with the sleeve of her I--------
fora Moose gently wiped the tears
foray. Agein Coeueimra was snr-
amise by Hw* complex character OI
faTstsangs girl of another caste.
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