Boy's Cinema (1935-39)

Every Tuesday "MODERN MADNESS" (Continued from page 8) this little -how down for four o'clock and it should work out almost to the lllilllltc." "I .still don't get the hang of this," cried Ken. " Schmidt and Morelli love each other like poison, and have been rivals lor years. Thosa are Schmidt's suits, and Morelli is coming here to throw acid ever them. lie don't know they're Schmidt's suits, but Schmidt will think that Morelli knows. What will Schmidt do?" Julius made a gesture with his hand. "Then we shall see a glorious battle." Schmidt walked in well within the five minutes, and he was accompanied bj four of Ins toughest rascals. "Where's Moreili ?" "He isn't here yet," answered Julius. "Now. I've got a little idea. Suppose you take your men and hide in my office s o you can give him a fine reception when he does get here." There was only Julius and the parrot in the shop when Morelli and bis men walked in. "What you want?" Julius put a good (|ii.i. it into his voice. "Out of. my way, fool!" shouted Morelli. "I'll teach you to call me a no good gangster," From his pocket lie took out a large boltle and whipped out the cork. "Watch this bum 'em up!" ,^Ii.s nlfen laughed as Morelli splashed fjjle acid on the suits. "That'll learn you to call mo a doublc-CIOSSing grafter and a black mailer!" Morelli shouted. "The next i irhi " "What he said about you just now goes for me!" drawled a voice. Morelli and his men whipped round to find themselves face to face with Dutch Schmidt and his gang. Even man was holding a gun. They dived For their own. Julius Trent dived behind the counter. There was a roar of blazing guns. All the hate that had accumulated for months and months was released in this light. Their one thought wa- to kilk It was a showdown—a fight to a finfh. • Ken Mitchell jumped out of a window directly the firing started, and, sc^BK a pedestrian, yelled to the man to T^t the police here, as soon as DOS lie ru-hed back to find the battle still in progress, though the firing was not so frequent. Two of Morelli's men v. ere dead and one badly wounded. whilsl Schmidt was wounded and had one of his gang dead. The two factions were shooting it oul from behind any kind of cover thai they could find. Poor Julius found himself ciowded out from behind the counter. and in trying to get into a cupboard when he winced—a bullet had caught him in the shoulder. He clutched his shoulder and watched the battle with eager gaze. Morelli unwisely ventured io show his In ad. and Schmidt drilled him through the temple. Schmidt thought the battle over, and crawled forth to gloat over his enemy. A gun cracked, and he sprawled in a heap. When the police arrived the battle wa- at an end. Every man of the two Liangs was dead or badly wounded. "Looks like we're too late," cried a sergeant. "It seems to be all over." From the cupboard Julius Trent BOY'S CINEMA swayed out and clutched at the counter. Into the smoke-filled shop rushed Ken and Daisy, to catch the wounded man iu their arms. "Officer, quick!" screamed Daisy. "Mr. Douglas has beer, shot." The police carried Julius into the office, and Ken knew enough about surgery and medicine to make a rough dressing. All the while Julius smiled bravely. "Don't worry, Ken. I'll be all right." "Officer." Ken cried, "we've got to get a doctor right away." "Sergeant!" Tho officer turned. "Order an ambulance. We'll get him to hospital." The sergeant darted from the room. "Are you able to make a statement, Mr. Douglas?" "Sure, I can," Julius grinned. "I just had a little idea." On the way to the hospital Julius used his influence and managed to persuade the officer, who had nothing but respect for his cleverness, that lie wished to go to his home. The officer consulted with the police-surgeon and the request was granted. A New Lease of Life JULIUS TRENT lay in bed. He was propped up with pillows and looked amazingly well. On the counterpane were a number of daily newspapers. "Momsey, it looks like I'm famous." II' picked up a paper. "I showed them tough guys where to get off." "I know. Julius, but you might have been killed." "Not me. momsey. Them tough guys were a cinch for me. The minute they -tailed thai terrorism racket. 1 made up my mind to give 'em the business. I'm no chump. It's a hard l'iiv I am." There was a ling al 'lie front door, THIS WEEK'S CASTS "MODERN MADNESS"— Julius Trent, Guy Kibbee; Ken Mitchell, Warren Hull: Betty Trent, Alma Lloyd; Don Andrews, Dick Foran ; Daisy, Marie Wilson ; (leu lie Caldwell,' Henry O'Neill ; Harrison, Olin How- land ; Mrs. Trent, Virginia Bri lief, Andre Beranger ; Douglas, Edward Me Wade; Aldrich, Robert Kiiiiueit Keane; Welford Andrews, William Davidson j Dut<'h Schmidt, William Paw ley . Morelli, G Lloyd. "GAOL BREAK" — ./.m Oakley, Ralph [nee ; Michie, Pat Fitzpatrick j Duk<\ Raymond Lovell : Louis, Roy Findlay ; Aunt Euphy, Elliott Mason; Dr. Merion, Basil Gill ; Dais./, Lorna Hubbard ; Paul Kendall, Desmond Roberts; Detective Collins, Vincent Hotmail ; Harry, Jim Regan. "UNDER TWO FLAGS "Sergeant Victor, Ronald Colman : Cigarette, Claudette Colbert : Major Doyle, Victor McLaglen,; Lady Venetia Cun- ningham, Rosalind Russell ; Captain Menzies, Nigel Bruce ; Lieutenant Pctaine, ('. Henry Goadon ; Rake, Herbert Mundin ; Lord Seraph, Lums- den Hare; Sidi-Sen-Youssiff, Onslow- Stevens. "THE SINGING VAGABOND" — Captain Tex, Gene Autry ; Frog, Smiley Burnette ; Lettie Morgan, Ann Rutherford ; Honey, Barbara Pepper ; Colonel Seward, Frank la Rue ; Judge Lane, Xiles Welch ; Aunt Hortense, Grace Goodall ; Utah Joe, Allan Sears ; Buffalo, Bob Burns ; White Eagle, Chief Big Tree. Ins paper. id a -mi! 27 and there stood Ken Mitchell. It was Betty who let him in and ulaced a warning finger to her lips. "I think the time has coifie." "Time? For what?" "To ask dad if it's all right for us to gel married." "Good! But why do we have Io be so mysterious about it?" asked Keiv "Shhhh! Come on." Betty grabbed hold of his hand, and, like conspirators, they tiptoed upstairs. "You know, Julius." Mrs. Trent was saying, "if I'd even suspected about this cleaning business " "Kind of slipped one past you there, momsey," chuckled Julius. "Hallo, that sounds like Betty." Julius glimpsed someone behind his daughter and at once buried his fact behind a newspaper. "Hallo, mother!" Betty said. "You know Ken Mitchell, don't \u\\':" "How do you do, young man." Mrs. Trent -aid a little primly. "Put your paper down, dad," cried Betty. "I want you to meet Mr. Mitchell." Julius put down "Why, Tom!" young man. "Hallo, partner!" chuckled Julius. " Tom. u hal are von doing lii "Now, don't gel excited," Julius chuckled. " You see, I belong I Haven't you read the paper-? I'm the father of these three women of yours Cleopatra, Joan of Arc and Helen of Troy. It's all very simple. I got tired of lining nothing, so I went in with you a- your partner. And now it looks v::a re gems to b; oi of the familv They weie ail laughing and talking happily when Harrison appeared. " I'm ten iblj sot ry, sir, bid Mr, el] is below and insists upon ing up to see J " How are you, M i s. Trenl '<" < Cald- well came briskly into the bed room. " Well, Julius. E-a-gun I read all about you in the papers when 1 got off the Lain. How are you?" "Never better in my life," Julius. "One of those gangsters cli] me in the shoulder, but it's nothinj nothing at all. I'm a pre! ty i (Ihai lie." " I know you in e." ( 'aldw ell g] "That's why I'm oul here. You'll be pleased to hi ar the board ol dii ectors tossed Andrews out on his ear and thej want you back as pre idenl They know that WOoles was a big mistake. Think you can handle it?" m "Handle it! Of course T can : it!" roared the invalid. "Maybe we nan ha v e a real n search department with my partner running it. He's a fine chemist," " But, Julius, what will your i -ay walled Mrs. Trent. " My doctor, nothing," he " Let me tell you something, mol hi I haven't touched a bit of that medi in weeks. There's enough over there at the Checker Club to start a drug store." He beckoned Ken to come nearer "Oh, by the way. Charlie, 1 waul you to meet my partner. Ken Mitchell." Julius relaxed and smiled contentedly. ••( !hai lie, do 3 on know the first thing I'm gonna do when I get back io thai foctoi " No, Julius, what ?" "Fire Rosewater." Julius rubbed his hands together. "I'll give him robin's visi; blue, powder-puff' tc\ture and pussy- willow weave!" (By permission of Warner Brothers Pictures, Ltd.. starring Guy Kibbee as Julius Trent.) September 12th, 1930