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THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH." THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 30, 1933.

UN KNOWN BLONDE BY LAURA LOU

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BROOKMAN

know what a sensation that creon-, you were, Dave. Maybe you'll get, wirey little reporter's name stood On * stormy November evening DAVID ing orchestra leader has been in some Ideas you can use in a novel." for Jeremiah. No, one would ever BANNISTER meets pretty blond girl and this town! Girls and women all "Yes, and maybe I'll get my neck know it if it were possible for J. offer bar Hft in the cab in which he” se' elding. Her handbag opens and he sees crazy about him. Sending him broken." Suddenly Dave Bannister Randolph Gainey to prevent it,

"Cininey," Jim Paxton was say revolver Inside,

Next morning Bannister reads the TRACY letters and cakes and all sorts of grinned. "This is going to be fun!

bo" He stopped. Ing, this is Mr. Bannister-David XING, orchestre leader in a movie theairs, presents, Asking for autographed | Going to has been found dead in bla kertment. l'aile pictures. Why, our telephone oper- "There's one thing," he said, "I Bannister. Used to work, here. are searching for an "unknown blond" who ator's eyes are red and swollen and don't want to cut in on any of Since then he's been to New York mean whoever is and written some novels and made mensbering the girl in the taxicab, la partied, they say one of the girls in the your boys, I

He sees her again that moralux. The siri business office has been crying half handling the story. Your man can a name for himself. Been to Mex- write all the by-line stories. All leo, too, and Hollywood and I don't tells him her name la JULIET FRANCE and i that she knows nothing of the murder. Be the morning-" bera Hennister to help her and be sɛrem.

"Must have been popular," Ban-I want to do is work with him. know where all.' ife sice to see his aid friend, JIM PAXTON, nister agreed shortly,

Whatevor I got I'll turn over for him to write"

valled King the night before. Bannister, re

editar # the Tremont Fost

CHAPTER VI

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"Oh, it isn't that. I followed your example and went home early," Paxton assured him, "but I've been down here since six o'clock. That biasted murder last night hit us in a bad way. The Times had all the best of it, of course, coming out this morning. Į Did a good job, too."

"Popular's no word for it! And then there's the society angle-his engagement to Denise Lang, the richest girl in Tremont. Why, It's the sort of story that doesn't break once in five years and," bitterly, "we don't even start on it before the Times has cleaned up!”!

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Bannister had been sitting with his chair tipped back. He brought the two front legs of the chair to the floor now, straightened and sald quietly, "You want more reporters, do you? Well, I'll take the job."

"You'll take it!”

MONEY FROM KING.

"DEMANDING BY MENACEB" ALLEGED

London, Nov. 29, Clarence Guy Gordon Haddon, consulting engineer, who recently rotúrned from China, was formal. y remanded in custody until Do- cember 4. Ball was refused,

Chief Inapoctor Foster stated: that when told of the charge. Haddon replied: "This is the only thing I wanted. I don't see why I should be hounded about for being the Illegitimate son of the Duke of Clarence,

Later, Haddon denied the charge, but admitted he had made a peti- tion to the King,

The prosecuting counsel intimat ed that it might be desirable to have a medical report on the prisoner.-.-.

Router.

DR, LO WEN-KAN.

RESIGNATION ACCEPTED BY POLITICAL COUNCIL

A cheerful grin overspread the reporter's face. "Sure," he said. Ten minutes later Paxton and "I saw the picture they made from Jim Paxton's face lighted as he

Bannister were in the elty roomCheerful Liar. Called it Slave of saw the figure in the doorway,

the same large, squaro city room, Desire, didn't they? It was a good "Hello there!" ha exclaimed. "Glad

scarcely changed, where Bannister pleture, too. I heard that you were you came around." Paxton put

had worked years before. The city in Tremont-" denk was set at a different angle, "Wait a minute," Paxton said. nside the cigar he had been chew- ing and leaned back in his chair. "I wouldn't say it was cleaned lannister recognized none of the "I'd botter got Austin." Austin'.

"Not men gathered around it. Desks was the assistant city editor, car- "Lord!" he nighed. "What A up," Bannister commented. morning!"

killed and cabinets covered most of the rying on in place of his chief. until they find out who

floor space. They had boon ro Bannister sauntered to a chair him."

In another moment the four beside the editor's desk. The desk

"Oh, no, of course I didn't mean arranged, too, but the room had the mon stood together while Paxton itself was piled high with a litter that. But the Times had the same air of nétivity, of disorder explained Bannister's status as a of newspapers, galley proofs, large whole story-all anyone's been and preoccupation that he remem- sort of ex-offielo member of the the staff. Austin was nodding under-

Nanking, Nov. 29. manilla envelopes and a stack of able to get so far. If Kennedy bered. From, beyond came

The Contral Political Counell has letters that had not been opened. were only here or I had two more muffled roaring and whining and standingly and Gainey looked per

"How much did you lose last reporters-!"

grinding of machines. Oh, it was plexed. Some of this perplexity accepted Dr. Lo Wen-kan's resigna- faded as Paxton repeated, "It's still tion from the post of Foreign all quite familiar. night?" Bannister demanded.

But the faces of the men and your story, Gainey, Bannister's Minister, which was a concurrent

portfolio. women about the room were difnot to write any of the copy. He's

Dr. Lo is still Minister of Justice. ferent. Paxton strode a few steps to work with you, take part of the forward, then called, "Oh-Gainey 7 burden. Who's down at head-Reuter.

quarters now, by the way?" Gat a moment?" --"

Down came the outspread pages "Cunningham," Austin informed of a newspaper. Down came the him.

A young man Bannister nodded. "I'd like to flipped-back chair.

"I came in to write the lend," holding the receiver to his car.

"Yes," he said excitedly. "I got take a fling at it, he said. "Ite with a brown felt hat tipped back Gainey explained. He glanced at it. Go on!" With a quick half- The Times was Tremont's only member what

the opposite wall-turn toward Paxton he exclaimed. talking at a rakish anglo upon a head of the dock on we were morning newspaper but the same about inst night-about the thrills very red hair emerged from bo- a quick, nervous glance. "Guess They've just brought that girl in publishers issued the evening and excitement we used to have?hind the newspapor. He crushed I'd better be getting back," he -the one they've been Nowa-Press. Against such opposi-Well, I'm bored. I've been bored out his cigarette and got to his feet. went on.

"Yes, Mr. Paxton," said J. Ran- "Bannister will go with you," tion the Post had prospered but for months. Haven't a thing to do it was a continuous fight.

with myself or my time. Here a dolph Galney. "Sure! Is there any-Paxton spoke tersely. "And see if you can't get something this time! "It hit us in a bad way." Paxton cracking good murder breaks and thing-?"

He did not finish the sentence. Make Henley talk. He must have repented. "Kennedy, the city edi-I'd like to get in on it. Maybe it's tor, is laid up in a hospital and his because I'm back In Tremont-" A pair of eyes of unusual blue-something he's holding back! Try assistant is a new one. Only been "Why. Lord love you, Dave! You ness searched Paxton's. J. Ran to get the description of that girl

was Blender on the job two months. Besides don't mean you want to be a re-dolph Gainey

and they're looking for. How do they that," he frowned, raining his two porter on the Post again, do you?"slightly below average height. His expect to find her if they don't let hands in a gesture of defenseless- "Why not?" Bannister was talk-checks and the ridge of his nose us know what she looks like?. For ness, "we're short-handed. One ing eagerly now. "I'd like to find were amply sprinkled with tho' God's auke, give us something new man off on a late vacation and an-out who killed Tracy King-and freckles that so often accompany for the final-1"

A telephone shrilled, interrupt- other quit without notice. There why. Oh, I don't suppose I'll be red hair and a fair sklo. J. Ran- are a couple of youngsters filling much help to you! Probably I'm dolph Gainey was 22 years old but ing. A loud voice called, "Austin! the wire, in but they don't know what it's stale; been out of harness too long. he had packed into those 22 years It's Cunningham on all about!"

But I can do leg work. I'd like to a list of activities that was amaz- From headquarters!"

The assistant city editor ran to "What's new on the murder?" be on the inside of a murder story Ing. Confidence and energy he

lacked. One subject, and the 'desk and picked up the instru- Bannister naked.

once more and see the wheels go never I'

there on which J.ment. "Hello, hello!" he said "Nothing-apparently, guess around. I used to have a pretty only one, was they're still looking for the myste-good standing with McNeal and I'll Randolph Gainey was susceptible nervously. "Yes-this is Austin." to the world's darts and that. nt The others drifted nearer, sa rious blond. More promises that bet I still know half the force-"

an irrealatible they'll have her at headquarters "Go to it" Paxton told him least in the office of the news-though drawn by. 'within 24 hours," Say, it's a whale curtly, "There was never a better paper, was unguessed. No one on force. Now Austin was pulling of 1 story, isn't it? You don't police reporter in Tremont then the Post knew that the "J" in the copy paper toward him, one hand.

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Armistics Day scenos in Shangbai. Top lofti Ex service' man, with wreaths lined, up before the War Memorial, Top right: The Britlih Acting Consul-Gen- gral (Mr. J. W. O. Davidson) addresses the_gathering: Lower lefts. The French Consul-General (M. J. Morrier) at the memorial at the French Consulate. Oval: “Two of the irresistible vendors of red poppins.

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(To Be Continued) •

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Cops?

Sally Hand's dancing may be art elsewhere, but to New York au thorities it's "indecent and. Im- moral.” Ordered to wear "opaque raiment",during her appearances on Broadway, Sally put on these non-peekabla whatcha-may-call- 'ems and hopes the New York cops are satisfied.

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Admiral Barthafot and hid atall wars the quests of Mayor. Wa?Tak-chen at a tiếền giran at the Mayóra-official-residence In Avenue Joffre. Among those present were Conant-General Meyrier, Cob

ard, Commandant Fabre, und·Rear-Admiral Woo of the Chinnse Navy. Admiral Berthelot- in

shown second from the left in the third row,

Many notables from the French official circles turned out in Shanghai to welcome M. and Mesa, Farband Pilk, the newly aga polated French Ambassadbe; to Japan. In the photograph above may be seen, from left to right, Consul-General d. Mayrlur, M. Pila, and M. Wilden, Franch Minister to China.