' Wednesday, March 28,
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THE LA GRANDE EVENING OBSERVER, LA GRANDE, OREGON
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CRASH-LANDING
"" ' VII
JJEAOAN came from the bed
room. He had mypladstone.
"Whose is this?" asked Marks.
"Mine."
"Going somewhere?"
"No. I just got buck from Eng
land today."
The inspector's yes furrowed,
but he said pleasantly, "Mind if I
have a look?"
"Go ahead. The last person
didn't rate my permission."
D '(Wfcal was that?" lie asked,
I colored.
"Somebody went Uuro'urh my
luiOUO," I confessed. "I found
my stuff all evw the floor when
I Mat in."
With the fwlina; of a nun who
it plnrinsj (be no around bin
own neck,' I reached into my
pocket and drew out Calavcstri's
amulet.
"She nave me this, thi after
noon." My voice eounded hollow.
Marks took the talisman and
atured at the stnne set in the gold.
"Why did she give you this, Mr.
Trent?"
"I don't know."
t know Murks didn't believe
me and I wue fairly certain that
' Pat didn't. It wee a very thin
story. And when I started to
tell it, its thinness faded to
transparency.
Inspector Mnrks weighed tlio
amulet In hiB hand. "This
Booker. Where can I find him?"
"At The Vondome."
The clock on the mantel struck
the half-hour. Murks stood up.
"I think we'd better talk with
Mr. Booker." He passed me the
amulet. "Old you notice the back
of this?"
I turned the amulet over. On
'Whirling Meteor" Doily
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By MRS. ANNE CABOT
One ot the most appealing de
signs to all doily ciocheli'is is
the "whirled" motif and this fifteen-inch
dnily is truly classic in
tho beauty of its design!
To obtain complete crocheting
Instructions for the "Whirling
Meteor" doily (Pattern No. 580G)
send 18 cents in coin, plus 1 cent
postage, your name, address and
the pattern number to Anne Ca
bot, l,a Grande Evening Observ
er, 709 Mission St., Sun Francis
co, Calif.
To obtain complete crocheting
Instructions for the "His" und
"Hers" pothnUirs (Pattern No.
9776) send 15 cents in coin, plus
1 cent postage, your name, ad
dress and pattern number to
U. S. Naval Leader
HORIZONTAL
I Pictured
U. 8. naval
loader.
Vice-Adm.
Marc A.
7 Ambary
8 Iivland
9 Exempli
gratia (ab.)
1 1 Period
It Soon
IS Dre slop
15 Chief division
of a long
, poem
' 17 Compass point
erbium
45 Violent
streams
VERTICAL
1 Substance
2 Beverage
S Iniquities
4Bla,k bird
5 Chicken
6 Abrogate
7 Girl's name
10 Canadian
peninsula
llNitiv ol
Denmark
14Snintes (ab.)
13 He is the
' la Itoman
goddess
20 Subjoin
21 Small ifdCdlc
22 Erect
23 For fear that
24 Notion
2d Go by
31 Rub out
33 Note In
Guidtrj)) tkkOe
34 Grates upon
39 Pint (ab.)
CJ7 Empldycrs
)l Driving .
command
30 Portion
41 Golf device
42 Lower case
(ab.)
43 Scope
44 Symbol for
r--s --k-r
( Ti -T'ir 71'
i n ir . . - jf-
the reverse side were several
crude scratches that might have
been made with a pen-knife. At
first they looked aimless. Then,
as I studied them, they took form.
There were three letters:
PAX.
"Peace," I said.
"Ah, a scholar," Marks smiled
dryly.
-,
"THE' next morning Charley
Strand und I went over to the
club for breakfast.
We were sltllnH in front of the
flreplnce, smoking and talking and
carefully iikirtlng the topic of the
murder of the night before when
Marks arrived. He looked a little
less grim and his smile seemed a
little Ioi;b crooked.
Your friend Booker has gone,"
he laid.
Tm nut aurprised," I siiid.
"You aught to be happy."
Marks sat on tlie edge of the table
and twirled his hat on his finger.
"I had the diamond over at Kutt-
man's this morning."
"Yes?"
"The setting is neither valua
ble nor significant except possibly
for the letters scratched on it
but the stone " Marks stopped
twirling his hat and leaned for
ward. "What do you think?"
"A fake," I suggested hope
fully.
The Inspector shook his head.
"There's more than a faint pos
sibility that tills diamond may
belong to the Ostermann collec
tion."
"So what?" said Charley.
Marks' slate-gray eyes rested
deliberately upon Charley.
'The Ostermann collection, ho
said quietly, "disappeared when
tha Germans went into Poland.
And the whole collection is worth
In the neighborhood of flvo million
dollars."
"IIAMLEY had a courier job for
the C. A. P. Ho had arranged
for mo to fly with him.
Anne Cnbot, La Grande Evening
Obsvrver. 7lK Mission St., Sun
Franrisro, Calif.
Official Records
Water turned nfr, Morch 28:
. C. Est le, 12i.ll Third.
Water turned on:
W. A. Simmons, 2011 Adams:
Dimuld F. Cole, Mu2 First: Mrs.
Gladys Bunting, 5011 Spring; Ted
Cusick, 1304 II.
TORNADOES VS. AUTOS
Tornudiics have taken the lives
i'f mine than Soon persons in the
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T.i ik Force
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28 Wallnps
(slanR)
20 Prim e
30 rertAin
burden
3L' Kleitru al unit
18 Vermont (ab.) :i:t Guinea nib,)
in .Koti iiers ;is t niini:
25 Pull alon :) Woody plan.
2I Artist's frame Golf tenn
27 View 4iiLicht brown
isfeaSMev. T:-trx I " r ' ' ;
rathW'8'
Pat and I had planned to drive
along the north shore and pull in
at Hugo's or Ham's for a shore
dinner. When I p(8) in the call.
it never occurred to me thut some
body might be listening in. I
know I told Pot that Charley and
I W're going to do some flying
anirthat I would be back within
three hours at the most.
Ai, the airport Charley's plane
witn-'on the line. A mechanic
ducked vilnder the belly of the
plane and came towards us. Char
ley looked at him and said:
"You're new, aren't you?"
. The fellow's face was covered
with grease, but I could still see
the white line of a knife, scar
along his cheek. (. l
"Where's Joubert?" went on
Charley. ( '
"He's sick," the mechanic said.
"Whore's Mr. Naylor?"
' Again the man shrugged.
"I haven't seen him."'
It' was all pleasantly familiar:
taxiing down for the take-off; rid
ing tail-up into the wind with the
motor humming hard and high,
and with the ground wheeling
back and away from lis as we
climbed into the air. We went
straight across the hangars of the
uaihait lines, and 1 remember
gazing down at the swamp grass,
looking deceptively smooth as it
whipped past.
Thon it happened.
A hollow cough from the motor
was followed by e series of (put
ters and a spectral silence. The
motor was dead. Ahead of us a
cornei' of the horizon slid sud
denly Into the sky.
White-lipped, Charley glanced
at me, then at the telegraph wires
ahead. Their bright threads made
scars in the air. He tried to hop
them dead-stick, but they lust
tripped our wheels and the tail
heaved. The earth surged up
ward. Even at that moment I said:
That mechanic. Tho new one
with tho dour look." Then the
swamp grass camo in.
There we sat, Charley and I,
with the landing gear pancaked
up under the wings, and we hadn't
even sprung a door.
(To Be Continued)
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