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cSuturday, April 21, 1945
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' A FORTUNE IN DIAMONDS
XXVIII
TJ7HEN I turned In at the ceme
" tery gate for the second time
that day It was almost dark and
there was no sun to help me find
my way. The rain had turned to
snow.
.' I parked my cor under a great
; oak tree ond shut off the motor.
j The wind had risen and I heard
v it keening mournfully in the
i branches overhead. I walked
! slowly away from my cor, fcol-
ing the ground with my feet and
staring against that curtain of
night and snow.
i Suddenly I saw the monument
: ahead of me, dimly white in the
i guthering darkness.
. Then I felt the ground, soft
and oozy under my feet. I looked
' down. I was standing on the
fresh-turned earth of Phincas
. nuusuu s giuve. ruiciuy x aiuijpeu
i of! and turned towurd the monu
1 mcnt again when something
caught my eye. I turned back and
looked more closely.
' The grave looked odd. It
seemed curiously untidy. As a
matter of fact, it was not com-
. pletcly filled In.
There was a little mound of
dirt beside the grave. I stared at
' , that mound and I began to think
about it. A couple of swings of
the shovel would have spread the
, earth evenly, if loosely, over the
grave.
1 I leaned down, moved my hand
across tho dirt, and felt a hollow
In the soil. A hollow, scooped-out,
unnatural and unmistakable. At
first, I merely looked at it curi
ously. But the more I looked at
it, the odder I fait. Then I had a
horrible conviction. It swept over
'me like the cold wind of a sca
, turn. Tho sweat broke out on my
forehead, I stood up and looked
around. And all the while thut
horrid question kept hammering
in my brain. Who had been 'dig
Mother, Daughter
By MRS. ANNE CABOT
There is no prettier siKht on a
hot summer's day tliun seeing a
young mother and her pretty lil
tlc daughter dune up in crisp
ginghams ami stiffly starched
Hutching white huts! Crochet
these airy bonnets in all-white or
pule pastel colored cotton yarn.
To obtain complete crochcling
instructions for the mother and
daughter Dutch bonnets (pattern
No. 5875) send 15 cents in coin,
plus 1 cent postage, your name,
U. S. Army Man
IIOItl.ONTAI.
1 Pictured com
mander of U
S. KiRhlh
Army, l.t.
Gcn Hubert
11 Musical
quality
12 Flesh food
13 Kxclaiimtion
15 Bury
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lab.)
18 Cierm
55 Hawaiian
wreaths
57 llistni u.inee
5B tiiiekennin
vmt in
1 Elernities
2 NS'iin
3 Letter of
alphabet
4 Type measure
5 For fear that
t Simda isle
7 And (Latin)
8 Opcnlliif
H Aliseoiuled
10 lull I'lment
19 Compass point i '-v.il
20 Total H Placed
21Caie:s 16 llcnd
22 NeKiitivv woid Kiikwnrrt
24 Exist IB Seekers
2G More 23 Island on Gulf
primilive
28 Gaseous
chemical
element
31 Giant kn
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40 Creek letter
11 Skill
43 One of two
4B Pistol
49 Crystalline
compuunrt'
51 Concerning
52 Compress
54 Mix
ging In Phincas Hudson's new-
mode grave?
T SHOULD have liked the eour
age to run. Instead I went up
to the monument, with the ivory
elephant in my hand,
A monstrosity, I thought, as I
looked at the polished granite
sphere supported by four granite
pillars. Within must be the recess
where I was to place the ele
phant. I put my hand over the
edge. The cold, wet snow brushed
my flesh. I put the elephant in
and moved him about indecisively.
My fingers closed on a small
solidity.' And I was at once hor
rified and exalted. I drew it out
a small leather bog and loos
ened the draw-string with numb
fingers. I put in my hand, and
oven with all my ignorance of
precious stones I knew I held one
of the OBtcrmann diamonds! And
in tho other hand four million
and some hundreds of thousands
of dollars.
My fingers began to tremble.
It's quite a common thing with
diamonds. They do things to you.
Hut this was more than that. This
was sin, heartache, and death. I
had to hurry. Panic seized me.
I spread the maw ot the little
leather bag. And I dropped the
diamond. But not In the bog. It
slid cruzily post the opening and
I felt it strike my ankle and
bounce oil.
Carefully I got down on my
hands and knees, and I began to
move my palms swiftly, but light
ly over the earth. I picked up
three pebbles. My trousers got
HOKgy ond my hands ached with
cold. And I was still looking
when I saw the lights of a car
turning In at the cemetery gate.
It stopped, then came swiftly
along tho curving drive. I de
bated withdrawing behind the
monument. But an Irrational
sense of thrift kept me there on
my knees rooting in the soft,
oozcy earth for thut diamond.
Northwest Shipyard
Layoffs Unlikely
PORTLAND, Ore., April 21
(I'P) Manpower officials pre
dicted today thut northwest ship
yard workers uie not going to be
hurt off us in various other areas
facing a cutback in production in 1
the next ilO days.
L. C. Sloll, manpower director
lor Oregon, und A. F. Hardy,
Washington director, announced
ufler a Los Angeles manpower
conference Hint ' prospects nie
bright in the northwest for full
Sloll snid probably 1011.000
workers will be laid off. chiefly
in Him! hirn ( 'ill i fnrnia iiii rrnti I
i'l'.il shipbuilding industries. .
Official Records
Wilier turned off, April 20:
E. E. I.itliin, 203 N avenue;
Mrs. A. W. Zweifel, 1403 N ave
nue. Wilier turned on:
E. E. Litton, H04 Walnut
slieet; Mrs. G. Klnffenstein, 1403
N avenue; Mrs. K. U. Cruhlree,
Ifil2 V avenue; Mrs. James Hur
sin, 21110 Fourth street.
Building Permits
Fred Wendt, erect one-story
fiaine dwelling, 1011 Y avenue,
$1,000.
Dave Cochran, repair two-story
frame dwelling, 1115 V uventie,
$150.
Warren Ilildehnuult, aller und
n pair- one-story frame dwelling,
402 Third street, $200.
K. Ilililebrnndt, alter and re
pair two-story frame dwelling,
.'Mill Third street, $100.
address and the pattern number
to Anne Caiuit, l.u (liande Kve
nmg Observer, 700 Mission St.,
San Francisco, Calif.
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The car stopped behind mine.
I rested my hands on my thighs
and saw the door open. Then n
voice, high and clear like a gun
shot In thut quiet place,
"Nick!"
TT was Bronda Temple.
"For God's sake, come over
here," I shouted, all my tension
curiously spilling away.
She came across the lots, calm,
unhurried, deliberate.
"Never mind how you got here,"
I said, "I dropped a diamond.
Help me find it."
"Pat called me. Sho was wor
ried about you. I thought " Her
voice trailed off. She leaned down
and stared close into my face.
"Did you say a diamond, son?"
"As big as a robin's egg," I said.
"Great day," she said. "So
you've found them."
She leaned down, picked up
something, and held it close for
Inspection.
"Is this what you'ro looking
for?"
It was.
"Give me that," I said..
"I'm sentimental about these
things," she said. "Let me hold
it a moment." '
I grabbed her wrist. She fend
ed oil my hand with cool amuse
ment. "Nick! Don't be precipitate."
"Big words for a little girl.
Lookl"
I pointed at Phlneas Hudson's
grave at a little mound of loute
soli. Her fine brows drew down
in concentration, She emitted a
soft whistle. She smiled up at
me, passed back the stone, and
took my arm.
"Isn t it a bit early for plant
ing?"
It all depends upon what
vnli'rj nlnnllntf." I rpnlipd.
(Jome. ' . I
We stepped carefully around
the dirt. Brenda shuddered a bit
and said: (
'How horribly fascinating! Who I
d'you think did It?"
I didn't answer that question. '
I never even hod time to ponder
It. Brenda had turned for a last
curious look at the disturbed
gruvo. I heard her gasp sharply
and I turned. And I had my
answer. (To Be Continued)
' Princess
By SUE BURNETT
Get your share of sun and
compliments in this clever prin
cess sun dress. Uliet cap sleeves
on the bolero make this outfit
v oiulerfuliy easy to make.
Pattern No. (IB51 is designed
for sizes II, 12, 13, 14, It) und 18.
Size 12, dress, 3' ynrds of 3!)
inch material; bolero, 1 yard.
For this pattern, send 20 cents,
in coins, your name, address, size
desired, and the nattern number
' to Sue Hurnett, l.a Grande Eve
ning Observer, 70!) Mission St.,
San Francisco, Calif.
Masonic Groubs to
Meet Tuesday Night
M 'inbers of Eastern Oregon
cnmiiiandery, Knights Templar,
of La Grande, will be hosts to the
members of Baker commander)
Tuesday evenine,, w h e n the
liitnilis will meet in tl".' Masonic
temple to confer the Malta de
Bree. Victor F.ckley. commander of
tile La Grande todo, announced
the lUs'i'tinc will be convened at
7:30 p.m.
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