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ROSEBURG NEWS-REVIEW. ROSEBURG, OREGON. FRIDAY. MARCH 21. 1930. ' BOYS' BAND MAY . BE REORGANIZED; ' TEACHER COMING The , Dou.:ias County Music Ttwhera atisorlailon Is very an-j xioust to reorpauize the boys' band.i whiiti has been maintained at in I it rvals for a Rood many years. The bund was organized early last year, Inii was disbanded following the carnival. The musir. teachers feel1 that such nn ni-Ranizaf ion is of "ivat benefit to the community, and liupo to be able to establish the, band on a permanent basis. They have arranged with K. A, Hotta an instructor on wind and orchestral iiihtrumoTits, and a band leader of well-established reputation, to be in Koseburp Saturday from 9 a. m. to 1 p. m. at the Hoy Goodman piano Mudio in the Ueil Sisters' building. Mr. Holla will consult with boys FIVE and parents interested In the for mation of a boys' band, and if suit tule interest is shown will conduct' c. asses and organize a band here. LOCAL RESERVISTS j TO ATTEND MEET A aimber of local reserve offi cers are planning 011 attending the annual convention of the mate 're serve of I terra' association at Port land Saturday. The officers elected at the convention held In Salem last year, will be Installed at the Meeting Saturday and will serve for tlie ensulni; twelve inoniha. Captnin Joe Denn of lioseburg Is to be the president of the assoc iation, and will be installed into office at the Portland meeting. An Informal dance will be given by the Portland chapter to the visitors following Die business meeting and installation. MISS PAT By Elenorc Meherin, Author of "Cliickie' Famous Serials , A Story of Romance and High Adventure in Life of Modern Days. and Other 4 CHAPTER XV The clear blue heavens, but in all their wide expanse nothing bat I hat plane spinning like a top spinning downward. "He'll jump," murmured Pat, palsied. "He'll have to jump." She stood with glazed eyes and watched. Straining for the sight o a figure rising from the cockpit, pluniilng over the side, a para chute opening. Spirals slUrper, narrower. Off there to the northeast the plane seemed almost on a level with their eyes. No pilot jumped. Then ilie plane shot from sight. " Pat turned to her mother with a blind look of terror. "He's crashed." "You don't know. It may be much higher much further off. It may not be he!" 1'at pushed off her mother's re straining arm and went darting j cross the patio. She was in her cur and half way down the drive as I.aura came running across the garden. "Pat No! Pat, wait. Your fath er'll bo back any moment. I'll go!" The girl looked out with white, stony face. She pleaded hoarsely: ".Mother don't! I'm all risht. I just want to see. I won't speed. Don't come. Mother! I can't wait!" She went down the hills. It seemed that a wind roared; that she drove through hurricanes. Off there iu the levels --in the stark desolate levels It -was -about tliure. She took a cross road. Some where down here. All at once, across a wide level field, she no ticed smoke a little pillar of rVmoko. Her hands froze ou the steering wheel. The car shot ahead dizzily. "I mustn't do that," she thought distractedly. "The plane Is burn ing." A little furllier on she mmo up on some half-dozen parked auto mobiles. So it wus here just along here. She got out of the car and Went running ucross the great field in Hie direction of the smoke. She was on the fringe of the loitering crowd. Fifty feet distant was the smok ing tnass, the wings sticking out like the arms of a cross. Already the wreck wias roped about. "Wonder why he didn't jump sooner," one man was saying to another. "Was ho killed?" asked Pat, her heart thumping up into her throat. "Was he! .Mangled beyond rec ognition. Down 35 feet hefore he jumped. Trying to save the plane. I -euess. I got here just as they took lilm away." . Softly, forcing the lawful word: Cains Ten Pounds In J Less Than a Month "Who?" "Someono from Mills field, thev : think. They're checking the planes now. Pat turned. All the blood in her body went flying through her brain. Checking up on the planes now ! She reached the flying field. She stood for one moment shielding her eyes rrom the glare of all these brilliant wings. They flashed so nritght so brave. She prayed through the whistle and storm in her heart. Then she was running. The whole earth was lost in the great yellow glow. This golden flnsh against which a man stood a man who now turned who now ran up and caught her. '"Guy! Not you!" she moaned In wild relief. She saw his face, anxious, full of love, laning over her. She closed her eyes and smiled. "Pat, dear you thought it was I? But why? You're as white as a little ghost." He said it as though he were happy. She wanted to see if this were true. When he found here eyes seek- - 4 hJ Kt - lng his, he gave a deep laugh and claaght her to him. And he held her like this, sitting iu the little plane. He smoothed her hair. It was music going over her happy mus- sic "From the garden yon saw It falling? It's a bigger plane than mine. And you went dashing there alone, thinking it 1? Pat, if it were? She shuddered against him. He said with that queer, catchy laugh: "You love me, Pat" "Dear Jesus, yes!" "Pat!" cried he, flushed to the eyes. Then chuckling, and after a moment: "Where did yoii learn un oath like that?" "From a lady who lived six hundred years ago. Oh, how she loved! She tyid a child every year and sometimes when she was overwrought she used to say that word." '! Bhould think she might! You don't mean to emulate her In ev erything, Pat?" Pat grinned. She gazed Into his dark eyes astonished to find such jov such tender sparking joy in him. "Not quit everything." "But, Pat, do you really love mc so?" "But you had to fetir me dead before you knew you cared?" "I've known. But I did not know how terrible- how desolate love can be. And If you should not care for mo, Guy . . . ?" "I do Pat, you cannot love me more than i love you want me more. You cannot Oh little Pat An hour later Pat was sunk very blissfully in her litle car, the dark young man at the wheel looked down and winked at her. ( She Bald pertly: "Ah, but if you really cared, would you be driv ing me home now to go flaunting off with another?" "You dare not flaunt with anoth er, Pat. Have I not nlarked you mine? There's no escape for you in this world or another. Be sure you do not change." "No I will not. Be equally sure for yourself." "Then you can tea with thou sands of them, Pat, till the lea ins days are over and you come home to me." For the next two weeks a cer tain dark, ambitious young man worked flamingly. The world was his, so he thought, if he'd put a pair of gallant hands forth and reach for it. He would! He saw dear, frantic eyes looking Into his. felt soft arms clinging to his neck and lips crazy with relief sobbing: "Not yoo Guy not you!" He worked like a men made of flame brillant blue flame. One afternoon he went into Bryce's office with some beauti ful sketches. Two or three women were cross ing the outer office. They walked firmly. They seemed very quiet and set. Nancy Brack raised an eyebrow and smirked: "Clubwomen! They've got Tom Burns' parole set for the middle of Jaiu&ry. Want him," pointing to the inner office, "to use pres sure with the igovernor and get him off for Christmas? Want us to give, him the job, back? Fat chance!" Bryce was In a truculent mood. He paced back and forth before speaking to Guy. He gave one swift glance at the sketches and shoved them aside. "Isn't It enough," fie flung, "that he gets off with a six months' sen tence for attempted murder?" "But Christmas time," said Guy, Instantly disturbed with the mem ory of a face brave white little kid's face beaming with joy as the tiny model airplane wjas giv en him: "guess the little fellow wants him home for Christmas." Bryce champed at his mous tache. Finally he came up to Guy "That day he was in here. Burns cursed me. Hoped I'd live to see the day my grandson was gasp ing for brchth; hoped I'd see him wasting in a living death and all my money powerless to save him. "That's what he wishes mo. Why? I never harmed him. Only advanced him hundreds of dollars I kne whe couldn't pay. "The dog. Let him rot. Fiend that wishes agony to another trfan's child because his has suf fered. No! Let him rot!" Tom Burns was to be paroled on January 11. Christmas eve, the newspaper that had championed the case ran n nietnrft of little Tommv "Dying Boy Begs for Father's Tto- turn. The paper urged that the pris oner be released: treat he be civ en a chance to see his son alive. In this season of good will, can not this rich state mark off a few days' punishment and do this Chrlstly sweetness to a ayin, child? The day after Christmas the same paper printed another pic tiire Little Boy Goes Out to Search for Dad Who Didn't Come "Tommy Burns Is dead. All Christmas a little boy wailed. All the happy holiday a dying boy prayed for one glimpse of a dear face the face of his dad. Little Tommy didn't know his father was a convict. Tom Burns was no sinner to that lad. Tom wus tlie great fellow the adored big fel low. And surely in the Christmas time he'd come. Come and lift him in kind arms as he used to do. "So from early morning Tommy waited. And all the long day an anxious mother promised. " "Be bnave, Tommy maybo he'M come ' "Tommy waited beyond hla strength beyond even his shin ing trust. At midnight, he lay back in his mother's .arms. He said with his eyes on the half dozen candles gleaming on the little tree on these and on the door 'Oh, make him hurry, hurry ' It w(ll be too late now when Tom Burns comes home." Two days after Christmas, Pat was driving with Guy. They took a short cut from the factory. He fore Guy had thought, they wen; in a narrow street approaching u row of dingy, cottages. Machines were parked before one of these. But it was too late to turn. Guy stopped his car und took off his hat. The door of the cottage opened. A little coffin was borne out the coffin of Tommy Burns. Three women followed. "They didn't let him out even for the funeral," said Guy. "Isn't It awful' They sat very quiet, hotdin? each other's hands, until the lit tle cortege wlus gono. BOY BADLY HURT BY BULL'S ATTACK m ( AmmHttpft I'rrM Ix-iwtl Witr) CHARLESTON, Utah. March 21. Grant Winterton, 17-year-old farm er, boy, was in a serious condition here today as a result of being gored by a bull on tne lannlv uni yesterday. Neighbors were forced to shoot the animal to save the youths lite. The bull rushed Winterton against a barn and was goring him when Vein Wright, a neighbor, at tracted by the youth's screams, came to his rescue. H summoned other m-iKhbors and the bull was slain. DANCE Saturday, March 22 WIGWAM The Musical Redskins came through last Wednesday's Battle of Bands Without breaking an Instrument and will be on hand fully equipped Saturday nite. GENTS $1.60 LADIES FREE OREGON BUSINESS COLLEGE Students may enter nny time, j Only a limited number will be ac cepted. Make your reservation.' now. College now open at 1!!7 Jack-1 son St. Upstairs. Adv. WMMPlESfk 3f 1 -9 I a jroar complexion and (mint red toms 1 in your Dale. m'Iow check i. irulr i-s I won-lertol remits lollnw tlinrouc i f colon tleamfna. TakoNR i I NATURE'S REMtDY-LorocuIito J I and trpnathcnvoarelitntnmtiv or- f tram. 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