La Grande evening observer., March 26, 1945, Image 4

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THf ?IMfDE BYENING OBSERVER, LA GRANDE, OREGON
Monday, March 26
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THK UTORYl Wlfk Trent,
Annr pilot, to aaa-borabd out
f tar war. On to bout Inif
mralrrloiu alranirer nimrt -llookfr
makta aim a vagua
aittarr-prouiMtlf Ion walpji ar
turn down. Pat ' lludau ' and
Ckarlrr Hlrand. old frlfnda.
ml aim at lar dock. Walla
Hlrk la trailing- tar faarlrf
Intrr Inn afternoon In tha
Uibu? of tae I'urltrr Hounp.
Bonkrr reuiiar, lntrodura
Nlra, to ttotli Mufda CalavrMtrf.
Oa partla. tralavralrl prrwa
a valuable SlnmpnB atuvlvf Into
kla kaad and nklaiirr "To
alakl." Nlrk ana dinner at Ik
lladaoat, trim kt aaa a et-to
with Kliv Woolf. tlarnian-aorn
friend of I'al'a wkooi ka aaa
avvar liked. .
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."A 8EN8K. OF UNEASINESS
I HAD reached Arlington Street
before something matte me
turn around. It was, the quiet
time before the theator crowd got
cut, and the streets were almost
deserted.' About o hundred ydrds
behind " me someone was just
lighting a cigoret. The match
flared in the darkness and then
went out. I; saw him toss the
match into the gutter and, as I
crossed the street, I. kept him on
'1n edge of my vision, Now I
felt the gold amulet In my pocket
nd wished, that it Wosv back in
ciTavestrl's bag, ' " '' ' '
The night titty In the lobby of
the Commonwealth ' Apartments'
gleamed dimly. -The interior of
the automatic lift, smelt ot.ciga
rets, At my floor I swung the
ialoty; goto shut with a clang,
onibRMi dm knll. nrtrt nut Charley's
kjjr'U the lock,' The door' was
uniocsea, ' mere was a genue
sdudak from lb hlhges as 1
swung1 the -dodr' Inward and
snapped on the light. ' .
"Charley?" 1 called not too
loud, but there was no answer.
I knew he had gone to the theater,
tint T thmtoht ha mleht have not
in early. I had a pervading sense
01 uneasiness, l siuricu tor tne
linrlrrm uhnn Ihn tr.pnhnnn rnnff.
The sound of the bell rasped on
Imv taut nerves.
. "Nick." It was Pot's voice and
there was a note of anxiety In It,
"I've been trying to get you for
the last half hour."
"I Just got In. What's wrong?"
"Nick. You won't think I'm
being silly." Her voice broke in
a nervous luugh. "I've a horrible
feeling something oddly unpleus
unt is brewing. After you left,
Eric couldn't wait to get out of
here."
At that moment I happened to
glance into the fireplace and a
cold needle thrill ran along my
spine. In the grate lay a burn
ing clgnreL its smoke curling In
nocently up the chimney. Then
Put's voice came over the wire.
'Nick! Are you there?"
'Ves. I'm here."
'I ' thought something might
hove happened."
'No. Nothing's happened."
'You haven't seen Eric?"
'No. Why should I?"
'I don't know," Pot said un
certainly.. "Somehow I got the
impression that he might have
seen you at the Club."
:No, Pat." My eyes were glued
on the open door to Charley's
bedroom. I . could feel a cool
draft of air coming along the
floor. "Look, Pot. You've got
the wind up about nothing. Qo
to bed and I'll call you in the
morning."
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AFTER I had hung up, I went
r toward, Charley's bedroom.
The door was half opon and I
could hear a soft scraping sound.
There was something covert and
stealthy about that sound. I hesi
tated. Then resolutely I stepped
Into the doorway ond snapped on
the light. My Gladstone lay open
on the floor, its contents spilled
about by someone who had made
0 hurried search.' The window
by the bed was open and the
shade, blowing gently against the
window frame, made the soft
sciuplng noise.
I went over and looked out the
window. There wus a stone
Bluebirds! ,
I . ' ' ' .
coping le;s than a foot wide and
three stories from the ground. A
catwalk that the intruder might
have navigated to escape detec
tion, ' if, as I suspected, he had
been trapped by my arrival.
Thoughtfully, I drew back and
was about to close the window
when I noticed something In the
street below just a faint shadow
in the fringed glow of the street
light. A darker spot in the semi-
darkness where the autumn leaves
drifted past the light to the side
walk. The shadow was a man.
He stood withdrawn Into the dim
ness and I could see the glow ot
his cigoret.
I closed the window, drew the
shade, and snapped off the light.
Then I went back through the
living room, crossed to Charley's
study, end, without turning on
the light, looked down into the
street again. The figure had left
the shadow); and wus crossing the
street towar the entrance ot the
apartment. I watched him until
he disappeared. Then I stepped
over to the hall door and listened
for the sound of the elevator. A
minute passed. Then two. Noth-
ing happened. ' 1 '
I went back Into tne bedroom,
put my things back into my sult
caso, and ull the while my com
mon sense buttled with my in
tuition of danger. I still had
Calavcstrl's amulet tn my pocket.
Finally, I got my hat ond coat
and started for the door. . I was
just going to take a walk around
the block and have a cigarat.
I pushed the elevator button
and I heard the car tolling slowly
upward over three floors. "The
light from the car appeared, made
a broadening square on the frosted
Kinds door. I swung dock tne
outer door and hifd my hand on
the grilled Inner gate. I stopped
there. I stared Into the car. It
Is odd how clearly one sees what
he would rather not look at.
On the floor in a curiously hud
dled heap, one hand trailing limp
ly in a fur muff, was a woman.
Her fur tippet hud slipped back.
ravenllng blue black hair and on
the fur trimmings of her suit were
dark matted stains. It was Magda
Calavestrl.
Her throat had been cut from
car to ear.
(To Be Continued)
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By MRS. AftNE CABOT
As prctt and m stimulating
to mc sense ot beauty as the
Ilrst bluebird of, spring, those
crofc-stltchcd designs done in
two shmd'S ot. blue, yellow and
brittvn will be'a delight ta work
m cither kitchen or guest towels.
tticH bird ftiout 4s Inches in
sise,
To (ffitnln fjransfer designs of
the bluebirds (pattern No. 58115)
color chart for working, amounts
of embroidery threads specified,
send 15 cents in coin, plus 1 cent
postage, your1 name, address and
pattern number to. Anno Cabot,
Lu Grande ' Evening,, Observer,
700 Mission St., San Francisco,
Calif.
Original accessories in over-the-shouldcr
bags, cordo bugs,
hats, sports, "sweaters, blouses,
homo-decorating designs, buby
garments, gifts for weddings,
dolly treasures for the home
needleworkor are to be found in
the Anne Ciluot album. Price 15
cents.
Cape Frock
144 Jig
Tl Chicago Field Museum
contains a petrified log of red
wood from Alberta? Ciiniidu.
wljjch Is said to be 100,(100,0(111
years old.
T" 1 at .Mer to I'rrvfnn humi
D..aNd tmm
f4fta;Ula.u a ....
rufwAujiL, jlAWrnoon
Pictured social events
. rkst Duke of to Southern
' wclllngtdflj constellation
Bir Arthur VlfttK AL
1 Ho defeated
(Nnpoleon at
6 'Prevaricator'
HOcean vensel
KUloriftdlh dye
14 Departure
15 Ocean
movement
18 Scatter
IS Lariat
ID Russian clt"i 1 Kn.i iri i
(&0 At all times g 12 months-'
22 Water reserve t Cooking
fjob.) -apparatus
JJt)lsclose 10 Employ n
25 Hindu queen 11 Notion
i Compasjjxilnt 12 Roll 0f
it Lieutei.(g)t parchment
. (ab.) . 17 Loir
ZB Half-em
30 Cotangent
fab.)
3J Over (conti
r B,,0iitAp
yclamation
. it Poem
2 Raised 21 Scottish
3 Lord (ab. sheopfold
4 E'e- (contr.) 24 Ennni)
irDierganstr 20 Completely
30 Symbol for
calcium
31 Thrilling
drama
32 He was the
nemesis of
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34 Music-ijotir
3B ProlllhR
40 Lock oT fiair'
42 Philippine
tree (var.)
43 Chair
44 Weary
45 Scope
4 Disk
47Na(iv of
Lapland
48 Roman roadQ
!(2)rongo Dnnttl
(vir.)
63 Silkworm
57 British Co
lumbia, (b.) O.
By SUE BURNETT
An attractive daytime costume
that is lovely worn with or with
out the clover butUmed-on cape.
It has the cap sleeve so popular
these days.
Pattern No. 11788 is designed
fur sizes 14. IB, 18. 20; 40, 42 and
44. Size 10, dress, requires 3l4
yards of 3!) inch material; yard
for e;ii9e; Vi yif?d contrasting re
vels. For this pattern, send 29 cents,
in coins, your mime, address, size
desired, and the (pattern number
to Sue Burnett, La Grand Eve
ning Observer, 700 Mission St.,
San Francisco, Calif.
Ready now the spring issue
of Fashion. Just 15 cents. A
complete mime in planning wai-ayf,
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I JUST HEARD THAT
HILDA (SRUBBLf? WAS
THE ONE WHO HIT ME
WITH IHAT TOMATO
HATS RiGUT.
LARD AND
SHE MUST
PUNISHED
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the wholf
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WILSON
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PICTURES, IT WOULD
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