t 'V i . fHEMIDDLETEMPLEMURDER A Detective blory by J. b. Fletcher EVENING PUBLIC LEDaERr-PHXL'A.DEPHIA, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 3, 1020 THE GUMPS Button, Button, Who's Got the Button? 'i . .i Frrrt A Ttldn tyitNh' V W rublic Lfdaer Co. this starts thk stohy' i Prant Spargo, London newspaper U returning home from work sees '!" V peering Into a comer of an "'1" In hhpovUcl is found the name Ji Breton, Ban Met. hint's 'fit ho?cl registered as "John i,.,,r,i" He received but one ". r a IM wclt-dresicd man with f!, L ,fail lol&l'iP m Ac House ilJZrd-Slephen AvlmorejM. P. 'la left ' ' looether. The uielkctpcr shows Spat go n shimnji tC'ccH'a ' Zbetheslnes trlbrv's table 'chile Aylmore " "..!..'. Anuahter s cnaaaed Tllnm tire ton, who is the adopted " Jo 1r Elphick, an attornev. iZrJo receiief a visit from A. P. 'Til. trcrctary to a safe deposit " horn whom Marbury rented TS J posited in it a small f...iV. w. "Where else did he go, TJichnt did he dot" Jfo answer to AND HEBE IT CONTINUES iniTEhh, you know what I mean," Wsaid Breton. "London's nn ant- leap, isn t It UUU uumuu ...... ...u... . lcja doesn't count, xnis man iunruui? nntt have gone about a pretty .tidy lot dutiis those six hours. He'd ride on n -almost certain. He'd get into a tjiicab 1 think that's much more cer iln because It would be a novelty to Mm' HcM want some tea anyway. Wd be sure to want a diink, and he d lorn in somewhere to (jet one or the Jihpr He'd buy things In shops these n.i..:.i. nlunvs do. He d go some- . L 1. t .linn AM TTa1 Til if where to gei u" u,uu. "- " "" hat's the use o enumeration in this '""A mere piling up of platitudes," an .wered Spargo. ,,.., "What 1 mean is, rauimu mew.i, .i...i r,(lou nt nonnle must have BCCn Mm, and yet it's now hours and hours tioce your p iper came out this morning, (tdnobodj's come forward to tell any- ttlW. . i ..-! 1 , ... "nd wnen you romr 10 uiiiik 01 it, itat should they? Who'd remember an ordinary mnn in a gray tweed suit?' " 'An ordinary man in a gray tweed nit,' " repeated Spargo. "Good line. You haven't any copyright in it, re member. It would make a good cross leading." Breton laughed. "You're a queer ehsp. Spargo," he said. "Seriously, Jo ion think you're getting any. nearer iDjthing?" "Ira getting nearer somctnuig v. mi wrjtliiug that's done," Spargo. lin gered. "You can't start on n business like this without evolving fcomelhing out fit. you know." "Well, said Ureton. to me there s ot so much mystery in it. Mr. Ayl- nere's explained the reason why my iddresswas found on the body; uricuir, the stampman. hns explained " fparso mddenly looked up. What.' he said Rhnrplv. "Whj. the reason of Maiburv's being found where he was found." replied Breton. "Of course, I sec it nil ! Mar- tury was mooning around Fleet street ; If slipped into Middle Temple Lane. ntc as it was, just to see where old Cwdlestone hangs out. and he was set upon and done for. The thing's plain to me. The only thing now is to find hodidit." "Yes, that's it," agreed Spargo. "hat's it." He turned over the leaves l the diary which lay on his desk. By the bye." he said, looking up with jome interest, "the adjourned inquest li at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning. ire you going? ' ."I shall certainly go." answered Breton "What's more, I'm going to (ke JIiss Almore and her sister. As at gruesome details were over at the Wit Sitting nm! no ft.nm'11 t, ,!.! m tins new evidence tomorrow, and ns ttey ve never been in a coroner's court .'Mr Ajlrnore'll he thn nrininnl WtMs tomorrow." interrupted Spar f. 'I suppo'.c Iie'll be nble to tell n "'more than lie told me." Breton shriu,! h. on..ir7AHM ' "I don't see that there's much more 0 Ml" he said "But." he ndderl. '" a sly laugh, "f suppoie you want more good copv, eh?" orarro cl.inm J m .iu InH nM.i 1, . "" "', lose, N pieled up his hat. "I'll tell you P1" I want." he Rnlrl T ,-.,.,. . etoliT, wh John Marburv was. That c"m...imae K?0,l copy. Who he was jp-incDiy.nve forty years ago. K?dSdBriSn.Mr A" Wt r,Kim?rl?' Jan!OTered Spargo as Si!?dTtSwari th9 oor. "if the 'tailed lUfT i met g? far wb0 hBS nek K.I" . .,? auln l te" aie J'erhaps he'll tell the coroner Cojrlht, 1050, liy Tti Tribune Co. By Sidney Smith, T. lallr 5JJI i. hl. dlnf! It! nnd his Jury more. Now, I'm off, Breton I've nn nppolntraent." And leaving BTOton to find his own way out, Spargo hurried nway, jumped into n taxlcub nnd speeded to the Lon don and Universal Safe Deposit. At the corner of its building ha found Rnthbury awaiting him, "Well?" said Spargo, as he sprang out: "How Is It?" "It's all right," nnswercd Ilathbury. "You can be present; I got the neces snry permission. As there are no rela tions known there'll only bo one or two olhcials nnd you and the safe deposit people and myself. Como on It's about time. "It sounds," observed Spargo, "like nn exhumation." Ilathbury laughed. "Wellrf we're cer tainly going to dig up n dead man's nccrets," he said, "At least wo may be going to do so. In my opinion, Mr. Spargo, we'll find some duo In this leather box." Spargo made no answer. They en tered the office, to bo shown Into a loom where were already assembled Mr. Myerst, a gentleman who turned out to be the chairman of the company, nnd the ofllclnls of whom Rathbury had spoken. And In another moment Spargo heard the chairman explaining that the company possessed duplicate keys to all safes and that the proper Authorization having been received from the proper authorities those present would now Iirocced to the 'safe recently tenanted y the late John Marbury and take from it the property which he himself had deposited there, a small leather box, which they would afterward bring to that room and cause to be opened In each other's presence. It seemed to Spargo that there was an unending unlocking of bolts and bars before he nnd his fellow procession!ts come to the safe so recently rented b the late John Marbury. now undoubt edly decensed. And at first sight of It he saw that It was so small an affair that It seemed ludicrous to imagine that it could contain anything of any importance. In fact, it looked to be no more than n plain wooden locker, one among many in a small strong room ; it reminded Spargo irresistibly of the locker in which, in his school days, he had kept his personal belongings and the jam tarts, sausage rolls and bard bake smuggled in from the tuck shop. Marbury's name hnd been newly painted upon it; the paint was scarcely dry. But when the wooden door the front door, as it were, of this temple of mys- tery had been solemnly opened by the chairman, a formidable door of steel was revealed and expectation still leaped in the bosoms of the beholders. "The duplicate key, Mr. Myerst, if you please," commanded the chairman, "the duplicate key!" Myerst, who was fully as solemn as hi3 principal, produced a curious-looking key; the chairman lifted his hand as if he were about towiristcn a battle ship; the steel door swung slowly back. And there, in a two-foot square cavity, lay the leather box. It btruck Spargo as they filed back to the secrctarj'H room that the pro cession became more funereal-like than ever. First walked the chairman, abreast with the high official, who hail brought the necessary authorization from the all-powerful quarter; then came Mjcrst carrying the box; fol Jowe'd two other gentlemen, both legal lights, charged with watching official and police interests ; Rathbury and Spargo brought 1111 the rear. He whis pered something of his notions to the detective; Rnthbury nodded a compre hensive understanding, "Let's hope we're going to scc something!" he said. In the secretary's room a man waited who touched his forelock respectfully as the heads of the procession entered. Mjerst set the box on the table; the man made n musical jingle of keys; the other members of the procession gathered round. "As we naturally possess no key to this box," announced the chairman in grave tones, "it becomes our duty to employ professional assistance in open ing it. Jobson!" He waved a hand, and the man of the keys stepped forward with alacrity. He examined the lock of the iox with a knowing eye; it was easy to see that he was anxious to fall upon It. While he considered matters. Spargo looked nt the Pox. It was pretty mucn wnat tt had been described to him as being; a small, square box of old cowhide, very strongly made, much worn and tarnished, fitted with a handle project ing from the lid, and having the ap pearance of having been bidden away somewhere for many a long day. There was a click, a spring; Jobson stepped back. "That's it, if you please, sir' he said. The chairman motioned to the high official. "If you would be good enough to open the box, sir," he said. "Our duty is now concluded." As the high official laid his hand on the Hd the other men gathered round with craning necks and expectant eyes. The lid was lifted; somebody Blghed deeply. And Spargo pushed bis own head and eyes nearer. The box was empty ! (CONTINUED TOMORROW! -.-- -.- ' -- . " - J MO BUTTONS ON rA j lxL SWAJfc- HEt - n f yAt OM f &&IN3? ) You dUVT DARE To UNDERWEAR - PHOrATHBVWAy I'LU SEW trA ON MYSEI.F - ' I &ARTTW fft& ) "K SEWINCr 1 NOWUATE M6 CEfOfc& 'i; rAVCU.OkfM&& -LOOK VOU'UYNJNK THERE JU. SI T RIGHT DOWN N FRONT (0O SorAe BUTTON X MY MOYN&f4 ' && EVEfe . MAKING THREAD AN6 THAT ) SEM 6HG To J ZS I'M DONCj A I OhX VQUfe CXOTMfeS? I fcUW0NjjNER&N0frrN tg-ONTCNO ""TH.- ' X JOB THAT v 'j . ' V$,l&OOrA PIECE fKs&fyi ' Vf SOAC BODY EW5E7 J ,- ' - ..-! PETEY Compared to This, Everything Was Great -;- -;- -;- -:- -: By C. A. Voigltt J. OUCLEPeTeY.Wjj .-JT- JK? f Nool fAH. I 1?EMEMT5 )" fa, . There 5 lv!'ZL-JSfe a ( Thought yoo ) J , evert whkoTe S Kf& The Youna Lady Across the Way ' VERNON McNUTT WRAPPED HIS WOOL SCARF AROUND HIS GIRL'S MUFF AND "CAP" STUBBS Rotten Luck! -:- -:- By Edtclmt MmmmmmgMizzz. SAVED HIS TOP HAT -J- -J- -; By Fontaine Fox '' Mtf'g7iJA I C- I NOWUFABlE-TOUJUaT N S, I Jy AND YOOT-l. POE1. LOTS ft V I M? I M S V better ToncrSROw.- h JSsrl -dS w vyJ , flsFnA . ?L. ' vmy wuzntpp TDx"Sa v lock- b " ' &p 7 sffitvv ' jijtoto V.schooh M&l 1t 1 V E ---- 1NW $mM m jigfM ' " fiBCA05E THE ETHICS OF -S WM J K5 j7 J K g v N j-S?..;...r SNOYiBAiUUlHG, ARE AGAINST Hff k5 & (tt V &J " " TAKlHC A SHOT AT A MAN WHO -, i k gL IIt JfiLM. IS CAKKTlMG A SMAUU BABY. 3HK mCb S 0 ! I e 1 r J 1 I il ?& The jouug lady across the way tajs she's glad to read about so much activity in curb stocks and she supposes the work of paving the streets that were neglected dur ing the war will begin as soon as the weather permits. SOMEBODY'S STENOG Somebody Talked rl IViirV "TVmi-u THAT! ITS Copyrla b Pi'bUc rdter Co By Hayward Mt&TER SMlTHEIPS vHATi im This Bottle on vour desk? S( DREAMLAND ADVENTURES BATTLE OF THE GIANTS nv nAnnv th" lrhm- .B,."V. hr Oiant of !. "?" bl,d a"d animal ' y "' Jfofielond when Peggy K' b" Oiant Heree Fangs " fiery mustang.) 'HAPTnR II V 10 c II.. lmmi. c Kitchen Maid f7. "'t bit like the fir she Ikfetr JS.11. ,va? ".citing riding r'0iitPi,' T'n ,I1U, .v mustang He rS?.,'.0 be M that she was be- !,.... i "ay tO h llrlnnt.l (II... 5 rtns',,hWnJtF-to"; Sl.f.u Dwnrf Crooked Nose. Itt.xv'f.ure thai Billy and th. ni,.f. tth S.?Jll(! wme to her rescue. 'nidbe hit?;, T 7,,e,t0 Rave ' VrcPatit! ,nc O't'e of !. "i.mt do j, , , . . . i" v. thonrh n uvle snint flnd K"t Vl,r.,,t p?Sgy to herself. And E" tr ..I c?a nc?. "iRl't ahead mWttoZVW!!&' Ki a ulnk TC-.KyW. ": ". 10 mato i.i " ."?' iMiitucu r lerce ?Mn,3u,5Ey Th." she gave n lot' t U one. l!t: r TE Tr upward n in,en w, Bve 'S brardi,a"i,cauBnt hold of S?Wb TL k'7Cv FflnKS f "ft tZS h;r. t ne was not cult PUI ,,.! "Jf l N tTlil Iar "8 the mustang ci: pjj,, "t was torn out of his L t.tt bJ"P sh bad grasp- Ii Mlf iB-. ai"u?u " "lea to "Md .(it al tre " cracked ad. fa ''tting her down to the WrUlfaDW. tldint. KV n v .5tS ht:",' tree, but i"" iy..u ',?nnbbed hVLfo e &K i?, Olsnt of the WooSs could T TS Phl'Mio I Vou're a daring younr lady, hut not daring enough to escape irom tne clutches ot Fierce Fanes " roared the giant. Faster and faster he rode until he thundered across the drawbridge and Into the courtyard of the castle on the crag. Behind him rose the drawbrlflge. nnd Iticv was oneo more his prisoner. Fierce Fangs did not ston in the courtyard. He rode the fiery mustang up the steps of the castle, into the en trance hall and thence to the great din ing room. There he swung Peggy to the floor, allzhtlnc after her. while hi- fiery mustang galloped back to the coutt- yard. "Now, my proud beauty, let's have n look at you before I send for my nephew, the Dwarf Crooked Nose, whose bride jou ure to be." "I'm not a proud beauty," answered Peggy. "I'm only an ordinary little girl, and I'm much too young to be married." "Hum I think you are a very pretty little girl," said the Giant Fierce Fangs, looking at ber critically. "But I agree jou are much too young to be mar ried." "Ob, then you'll let tne go!" exclaim ed Peggy eagerly. "Ho, ho, hoi Not so fast, roared Fierce Fangs. "You have forgotten that I have adopted you as my step daughter. You shall stny here and serve ns my kitchen maid while you arc growing old enough to marry my ugly nephew. You shall wash the dishes, scour the pots and pans, scrub me noors ana attend to tne nres. lou shall cat the scraps from my table and sleep on r bed of straw In the attic. Oh, hoi you'll be glad to wed Crooked Nose when lou srow old enoueh. Oh. hoi away to the kitchen, away to your pots and pans, your suds and your flres. Awayl Awayi" And to hasten her steps Fierce Fangs bulled his pistols irom ms belt ami began to tiro them. Bang! Bang! Bang! And Peggy ran lor aear ure, (Tomorrow will be told how Peggy metis Belinda, the Giant's ooofcj I r ArtlSTE.(? 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