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if pECEMBER 19, 1940 THE WAYNES VILLE MOUNTAINEER Page 3 ER WILL NOT GUT fiy WHITMAN CHAM BERS I fT FELLOW stepped Sie. He .bent down ft. viciously .wiw nd then with his left. 1 . von get on yu "-7 tt: ..aMr WAS Kit UP- "'B ' I , .-!. -om o keen amnnn. wim WOOO"" l" 1 right wnere .n mm ordered. tl This foolishness has fZ.r. If they mora a Kplug 'em. You got Kt nothing else but," t J) Tubbing the back of you are, "And Ihow, boys, ' Mogo Finelli giving me a L-..4- 0y 8DUU1. taut keeping your trap larry retorted " ' W ran into te bedroom. linute ne came om ww -cut in his left hand and lort, very flat automatic listen, you tnree guys, Jcrisply. "We're taKrng a jve of os. we re wanting th air port, where you U we seeing Mr. Ramage off for Los Angeles. fin? to stroll along, talk- the races today ana any lol thing you please, just tything was on the up and ind I'll eacT' nave a gun locket trained on yo an If anything goes wrong lve to fight our way out, ill get plugged first. And Tommy-gun in this suit- k I can get into action in 10 seconds. So think it 111 set, Harry?" ; toss me Finelli'a wallet these guys out." Finelli began. "This beef. Half the dough in Ikt-" . Ig!" the tall crook broke the dough in that wallet tome. Move rati" 'filed out, the five of them itlked along the deserted down the stairs ond out fcatio through a side door. t no one in the 200 yards of graveled path which ran through the lush tropical gardens to the airport. As they emerged onto the field which lay white in the moonlight, two men in blue uniforms came out of the shadows. "Watch yourself!" Harry Smith cautioned, and Johnnie felt the muzzle of a gun prod his forearm. "Mr. Ramage and his pilot are leaving for Los Angeles," Johnnie announced. "O. K. Mr. De Voe," one of the officers said. "Have you plenty of gag and oil sir?" "Yes." "O. K, sir." They all walked over to th blue Petrel, the fourth ship in a line af seven at the edge of the field. "Ramage" opened the door of the cabing, tossed in his suitcase and stood back, watchful. Smith climb ed in. The starter whirred, the motor caught. Smith gunned it a few times and then left it ticking over. Lowering a window forward of ihe door, he poked his head out, said: "Guess we're get He spoke to "Ramage" but his eyes were on Johnnie and Red and the two officers. Without a word the tall crook swung up through the door. At that instant a little man came running from the direction of the hotel. He shouted breath lessly; "Mr. Ramage! Wait! Waiit!" The tall crook swore briefly. Harry Smith said in an undertone: "Might as well take him along." And then to Hawks: "Climb in, Monk." : The ex-jockey gained the door in a flying leap and scrambled into the cabin. The door slammed. The men on the ground heard whispered instructions, while Harry Smith still hung out the window watching them. Then his head ducked in, the motor roared and the big blue Petrel started to roll. "It wasn't my beef and part of the dough in that wallet" Mogo Finelli began. Red Munson cursed, his voice shrill with impotent rage. The two men in uniform 'stared, mouths agape. And then Joe Soares and three officers, all with drawn guns, were Examined For Appointment uses Fitted Telephone 2488 CONSUL T DR. R. KING HARPE OPTOMETRIST Main Street Wells Bldg. Canton, N. C. "Don"t abruptly on the scene. Johnnie De Voe screamed. shoot, Joe! Don't shoot! Somebody might hear" He broke off, balanced an instant on His toes. As the Petrel gathered speed and moved awav he for the leading edge of the elevator. He caught it as it flew past, got gooa grip, swung himself up and onto the narrow tail of the fuse. lage. There he clung, while the ship isainerea speed and roared off in cloud of alkali dust. At thirty miles a a hour the pilot eased his stick forward to bring up the tail. It did not come ud: the ship had not been designed to lift 190 pounds on its tail. The motor roared faster, louder. At 40 miles an hour the pilot eased his stick forward again. The tail would not come up. He opened the throttle wide and, with less than hundred yards separating him from the low trees at the far side of the field, made one last desperate ef fort. Johnnie held his breath and methodically kicked his feet through the fabric of the elevator. The tail refused to rise from the ground. At better than fifty miles an hour the big ship shot straight toward Ue trees, and the deep ar royo beyond them. Then it started to swing in a wide circle to tht right. A head and an arm and one shoulder emerged from the cabin window. A spurt of flame broke from the end of the arm. Then an other and another, the sounds of the shots drowned by the roar of the big Hornet Johnnie put his head down, held on, made himself as flat as possible against the fuselage. He felt the ship's circle growing tighter, fell ;he plane tilt slightly as green black trees rushed past so close he could almost have touched them. The tall skid shreiked on the hard-packed field as it whipped around. Then abruptly the left Wheel crumpled. The ship heeled over. The left wing struck the ground with a splintering crash. The tail shot up as the plane ground-looped. And Johnnie De Voe, oii the end of that powerful catapult, -''hurtled into space. '' Johnnie came out of the dark ness: with the smell of antiseptic burning his nose. He opened his eyes to the bright lights and the white walls of the resort's little emergency hospital, and looked up into the anxious face of Red Mun son. .' it ! "How's it, boss?" Red asked. "Terrible." Johnnie moved an arm, groaned. "That's how you look. But the nurse says you're not hurt much. Those thick cedars at the edge of the field broke your fall, even if they did tear off most of your skin." Johnnie groaned again, turned his head away from the light and looked into the lugubrious face of Mogo Finelli. "My wallet burned up in the fire." Finelli said sadly. "Huh?" Johnnie sat up abruptly, forgetting his aching back. "What fire?" Red shrugged, "The plane caught fire." "Ar.d those three crooks?" John, nie blurted. "Fried," said Mogo Finelli. Johnnie eased back on the bed. "How much are we out?" "Just the ten G's that Finelli won. His wallet went un in the smoke with the guy who calkti himself Ramage." "How about the money Hawks ard the two dames won?" "Harry Smith had it all. He fell out of the plane when it rolled into the arroyo on the other side of that border of trees. He was covered with burning gasoline. Must have lived five or ten minutes after we dragged him away. But the dough was only scorched." Johnnie suddenly set up again. "Look. How much of this will get in to the papers? You know, I've ;old you time snd again " "I know, I know," Red inter rupted. "A press agent's job is two-fold. He not only has' to get good publicity into the papers, but he has to keep bad publicity lut of the papers. "Yes," said Johnnie. "And a cou ple of smarlu reporters nosing around" "There aren't any smart report ers," Munson cracked. "They all got jobs as press agents." "This is no time for comedy, Red. The reputation of Fuente Fria is at stake." "Now look, hoss. The blue Petrel rolled off into that arroyo, which is a good to hundred feet deep. Apparently only one tank busted, and that couidnH have had much gas jn it. Enough you know what I mean but we gat the blaie out with the chemical cart before the other tanks caught. At this time of night all our guests are either i sleep or in the Casino. Nobody txeept half a dosen employes saw the blase. And I've got a sranir at work already clearing up the wreckage. Outside of our own men, not a soul knows what's happened nere except Mogo Finelli." -And Mosro- Finelli," said that gentleman unhappily, "is pulling out of here tomorrow busted." Johnnie lay bacV on the bed, closed his eyes, "Ten thousand dol- Injured in Fall A iL Dean of the American theatre, Daniel Frohman. 89, was taken to a New York hospital after he slipped and fell in his hotel res deuce, fracturing his right hip. lars," he murmured. "Cheap at twice the price. Fuente Fria keeps it good name ... no phony wheels at Fuente . . no rough stuff , . , no crooks, . . Safest place in the world if you mind your own bus iness." "If you mind your own business," Mogo Finelli echoed sadly. "I think," said Johnnie De Voe, "I'd like a glass of milk." (The End) IT PAYS TO READ THE ADS Christmas Seals Aid Children In Local Schools be the ac- Tubeculosis seals are now ing sold by students in all Waynesville district schools, cordicj: to Mrs. Frank Ferguson, chairman of the committee from the Woman's Club, sponsoring or ganization of the sale. 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