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' all ac m ID', A l LA A I A (ikOlUiiAN AAL» allWg. \v kLL>iu>iM Y, APiUL 23, 1913. The Dingbat Family Oh , the Trials of an Aspiring Artist By Herriman Copyright, 11MB, National Mru A*»oei«tion. I'm JustA Gov/VATfecc \ You Owfi MORE. TME. PVjT VfcR Shirt ON !!! ri"DoNT WORHV MAMAM* ALL OUBAtY ^—1 BUT IU THIS CASE, The A*rj - yj [OB I \AJCAKS OF ART' CREATE JEAtOOSV -they Stole That great - Pahot/mg of awaa lisa, AAlB Atou> Thev Destro/, YOU* a AY MODEL OFe Tkfc'PBAJ&lVt PezsIMIS' Destroyin& Rxtrooa/ Left, The ImpmNT of A HAND which seems Very . FAMWIAR TO ME , AtARY^ FA/vmiAR That Fire Escat By Sterrett V fHEUWU \ IfAIATiBS ) Polly and Her Pals Somebody’s Using Them Copyright 0.113, National N«ws Association. By Cliff Sterrett Vee 6oos! '«fl Aiur I Told '/‘Time AM 1 ACiAT WOT To I'THRO'Jt/ Them <?HAGtlV LAUMDRV Collar Buitons oM The floor ? <- V'RooP Booe! vwwy OOMT Vfou UW4R Them SLippecS yA$. why Dout ItJ Polly (Th/e You, L INSTEAD OF prowlikj' akjocjmd IN VOUR. < 3ToCR/N(x FEET! 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L P.c. jHJNKTS’ 3 o JOOO r S0CTMlES‘ i R 3W “PLEAS' 0 3 001 cA&LEBEAKS KID STEP SIStER. VIUIAN) IS LIABLE TO AROUND T0- \DAT TO STOP HIM FROM PLAYIN’ BALtl. if tod ( . 'W spot her. Tell \ \ > me r XL j i OVTCHED TOD PLAT/N' H66KET FROM YOUR ... ’o mBone lesson. m ! fy if T 'jrr —J «TV TP A _3 Br,. PDFESSOAS house. y fUlUlAM, ") BE A 6000 ' \ FELLER. 7 < \ WILL YA^ ( J BBBW “eSSS lHE'f SHRIMP there she . are r s; T (V> M- PEEKED YOD'RE CHEAT IN; / 1 SkINNT SHAMER'S Gooa't department statuesque J) POSES Yyyy no u ^ THE , CHAMPION) (i ain’t so fat WITH MY CLOlHci OFF, ARE I 11 £.£■ Omu>vi it/HAT's the dipfere/yce between a SP0N6E AND A EG6? WELL, SUPPOSING YOUR MOTHER SENT YOU TO THE STORE To 6ETA EGC WOULD YOU BRING H£R A SPONGE f Course, not silly!. tir-dbOJL^CJ CO(0S?ANT / ' READeft- SFOKANE WASH. «|MT RUNS .ACROSS 7?^ COUNTRY W/7HOtir MOLV/YG- mTX 5 ! .JvKxvY 50 &C0Q9IH ^r/TvS 5LE Better Than Sherlock Holmes at His Best CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES A Detective Story of Thrilling Interest, Love and Mystery By T. W. HANSHAW Copyright by Doubleday. Page & Co. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. “It is not necessary," interposed Cleek. “You ar» Mile. Vera Vlad- ivoski. are you not? Stop a bit—I’ll save you a lot of explanation. 1 know the story of the green chalk marks and the deaths that follow." “Monsieur! But this4s necromancy! 1 have confessed that to no ope and yet ” - "Again, it is not necessary. You h«ve seen ta ose marks upon the door step Of other houses than this and you have seen death follow them as it will follow here if the murderer is not forestalled!" "But he must be forestalled he must’ he must, Monsieur!" she said .n n pani<-. “I know the murderer— I ! 1 know! It is that which n«*a .v razes me to think that Hady Jennifer will not give me a chance to speak. Why will she not? How ha9 he turned her against me? How can ho know when I have been so careful to keep out of sight? lt nearly killed me when first he came here. Mon-ieur, listen to me? Arrest him in the name of God arrest him. Thai man, that Dr. Singleton. Mon sieur. he was Sir Gorrell James* doctor, too, and Sir Gorrell James died; and the unholy chalk mark had been on the doorstep, the same as here. He kills with a smiling face— he kills and kills and kills, that laughing Englishman with the devil’s heart and if death comes here, to this house " "It Won't, Mademoiselle.” "It won't, mademoiselle." interposed j Cleek. serenely. 'The la9i act in that little drama has been played; the last green eh£ik mark has been made, and 1 take great pleasure ir. informing you that neither has anything to do with the affairs of Mr. Richard Jen nifer nor ever had even in the re motest degree Gently, gently, please. I think I shall have a little surprise for you, too, as well as for somebody else before we are very many min utes older. Indeed, you would hardly credit how much one can surprise certain classes of criminals, made moiselle. if only one takes time to stand on one's head for a few mo ments once in a while!” And with this enigmatic declare. • tion he waved the two plain-i lollies men away and signaled mademoiselle to come downstairs with him, where they could talk without danger of being seen or overheard. IV. It was twenty minutes later Un der the soothing influence of a mild sedative the patient had dropped off to sleep, and Dr. Singleton and Klan- nigan were making ready to depart when Lady Jennifer, who had been summoned from the room for a mo ment before, appeared in the door way of a passage leading to an ad joining apartment and beckoned the doctor to her agitateflh ' Is he sleeping?” she inquired in a whisper, as she glanced over at her son. “Oh. 1 am so thankful! Can you spare a moment before you go? My friend Mr. Redway. whom we left be low when w e came up. has discovered 'something startling. Mr.—er—Mark ham says, and he thinks we ought to i be told about it. It's something to do j with figures written in green chalk i on our doorstep. He attaches a : dreadful importance to them." “R' : " RALLY? That’s rum! Yes, i eutainiy 1 can spare tinv. annigan, look out you ' on't drop that blessed vial or you'll smash every medicine vial in it. And while you are over there, just shade that Light a trifle more—it shines on _ Mr. Jennifer's face. All right." ne j added, nodding smilingly to her lady- ! ship. “Show the way, please, and let ' us go and hear what on earth can be so terribly important about this green chalk affair." And then, following her lead, walked down the carpeted pas sage with swift unsounding steps and passed w ith her into a dimly lit room which evidently did duty for a library and sitting room combined—Flanni- gan following, as ever, in his wake like a close-watching guardian spirit. There was yet another door to the room-'-a door leading out into the main hallway—and before that Mr. Narkom stood, shifting uneasily, as if under some airain of repressed ex- , citement; but he moved away from it as the doctor and his faithful hench man entered, and came round and stood quite close to the young physi cian. This Is Very Serious. ’ I say. you know. Doctor, this is a very serious business." he said. “Red- ♦vay seems to have stumbled upoi something of diabolical importance, and wants to put a few serious ques tions to you. “To me'.’" exclaimed Singleton in blank amazement. Lady Jennifer said it was something to do with green chalk marks on the doorstep, and whatever can a thing like that have to do with me?" “Not a very great deal, i will admit, Doctor, but we w r ill discuss that after- wft’*d." interposed a voice—Cleek’s voice—as the door leading to the hall swung inward: and, looking round in : the direction of the sound, both Sin gleton and Lady Jennifer saw that j he was standing upon the threshold, and that a young and beautiful girl was clinging tremblingly to his arm The doctor’s eyes had no more than fallen upon that girl v/llen«all his se riousness dropped from him and he was his old breezy self again. “Well, I’m blest!” exclaimed he. ad vancing with outstretched hanJ. “Mademoiselle Viadivoski, by all that’s wonderful! Fancy meeting' you again and like that! I haven’t seen you in a dog’s age." "Oh,” said Cleek. blandly “then you admit. Doctor, that you have seen Mile. Viadivoski before, do you?” Certainly I've Seen Her. "Seen her? Certainly I’ve seen her —dozens of times. When I used \o attend the late Sir Gorrell James, you know. Or. rather, you don't know; for that was when I had the old prac tice—the one I sold when I concluded to buy at Harburton and settle down *nere. What's up? What are you driving at? Mademoiselle's not going to deny that, is she?” “No. The fact is she fancied that you would, though "1? Why should I? Great Scott, man! I’ve got nothing to h^jje about that connection. You can go to the Medical Society—you or any other man—if you want to. and hunt up my record any day in the week. And it’s a jolly (.lean one. too. I can tell you that; so if you or mademoiselle or anybody else means to infer that I'd be likely to deny where I’ve prac ticed or what I’ve done ” “I don’t think we do. doctor,” inter posed Cleek. “I think that even mad emoiselle herself is convinced now that she has suspected you falsely. Gently, gently, please—don’t flare up quite so suddenly, you young pepper pot. The fact is, however, that as Sir Norrell James died very sudden ly after a certain green chalk mark was plic»d upon his doorstep, and Mr. Jennifer has to all appearances been seriously ill and there has been an exactly similar mark put upon this doorstep, and—er—you have been the physician in charge in both cast s. * * * Oh, well, there you are. Made moiselle has been tortured with dread lest you might be a secret assassin and has been terrifying Lady Jenni fer by listening at doors to heai and see what you were up to and if you really did have designs upon the life of the man she loves.” To Be Continued To-morrow. j.. 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