Eugene register-guard. (Eugene, Or.) 1930-1983, August 13, 1938, Image 3

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Newspaper Page Text1 13, 193 THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON "ITstory HAYWIRE HOUSE ' py EDWIN KU I i COPYRIGHT. 13 IA tlRVICI. INC CHAPTER VI A stared at his ,, Hotels?" he ex TiSJ,.. . bie outfit, fr'mdined his head. tiV6 people t0 fj3"1,.:.. to understand," h-grjouTl-you-U take rSLlr" Spencer. "If l9?'. .mortization pay- ' Zl the Preston prop-s-fkS2" t? put up at EjcVaetion.Ariai"1"'"- W . limited. "That's a IS' "T . . .' He &y&7. "But what .f! WeU. what about ?t:ur,Price'oritwon't ! uid Wilton shrewdly. Jtt u much as if she paid 5ft. Am-. T ,?Srceive that, Wilton. It ftSS pasped the situa fsrdon'tyoubeafool.my ?'we Play our hand right, &f0lBft need know no tit We'll makeahand 2 .refit on the deal and you Tdon't know as I'd object fiat either. She seems a nice Person and youve t settle down sometime. " fjta wis silent, considering. i proposition certainly ap rid to his native craftiness. Yo," he said, at last. "I see tot you mean. There's one thing Lt worries me, though. If ever found out that I . . . 1-5 won't," 'interrupted his lier "Unless you're fool enough k tell her. The wing tor you iu L u vmn vmir Mrs ooen and t. .,.k ihut T'll handle the ml w" v..- - kcocoon. Now you'd better go te there thii evening and learn tilt you can. I don't like this frter chap getting into it. ne Epit be dangerous. Yo," said WiltoA, and he ct it two ways. IS; the middle of the afternoon L-ii Parker was through with his advertising campaign. The sign, a white affair blazoning with red letters, had been finished. . The copy read: Vi Mile to THE PENNINGTON-PARKER ' RESTATORIUM Unequalled Cuisine Comfortable Rooms Reasonable Rates A Place for Rest and Relaxation And at the top of the board a little, red arrow would point the way to the home of the late Mrs. Martha Preston when the sign was finally set up. Kinks was very proud of It. He thought that it ought to arouse the curiosity of the reader. So en thusiastic did he become that he persuaded the gentleman who had painted it to drive him to the point where the dirt road forked from the state highway and led to the Preston place. Without difficulty they found the man who owned the land just off the junction of the roads. He was a farmer and, though con vinced that a raving maniac con fronted him, he finally gave Kinks permission to place the sign on his property. After it had been set up and duly admired, Kinks re fused the sign-painter's offer of a lift to the Preston home, took the suitcase he had brought from New York and walked the half mile along the river. He arrived to find a great peace brooding over the abode of his late Aunt Martha. Birds chirped in the trees. The sun was warm on the greening lawn. In the back the river lapped peacefully by. And in a steamer-chair near the front steps reclined Mr. Harkness, wearing the air of a man whose work has been well done. "Hello," said Kinks pleasantly. "Taking it easy?" Mr. Harkness nodded. "Just re laxing. But I have not been idle today, young man. Go up and try that front doorbell." . Kinks mounted the steps and pressed the bell gingerly. The next instant he jumped back and almost dropped his suitcase. An uproar reminiscent of a police siren in full cry had sounded through the house. "Good night," Kinks called to Mr. Harkness. "What is it?" The electrical genius waved FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia -nn.imiriOAUKvicf.iNC. T.M.te.v.,MT.orr.- -! TWt .1. . 01UCOXP tn fim.U.J - 1 v ... Wowich.. Y"vuy we Know, x oniy Drougnt two -"roes apiece and we're coin' to need ever bite we've got." SIDE GLANCES n'a".y Cu, things I have to write them down negligently from the steamer-chair. 'Nothlntf rt mail -4 man, he replied. "Just an im provement upon ancient methods. The world must progress." A small, but extremely alluring, portion of it was. Sally Penning ton Cams flirt r thrmoh k. u.ii way inside and jerked the door open, ner hands were covered with flour and then w. . i dab of it on the end of her charm ingly tip-tilted nose. . ' "Oh, it's you," she said. "Did you really have to ring that thing?" "Hello." Kinke uiri "Urh.t - you doing? Playing you're the Great White Chiefess?" 'I'm makin a rllra if know." said Sxllv "T',. K , workinff whiln vmt wr . . VM ,NU vanting." "Mr. Harkrmu t.ll. k v.. too," Kinks said, stepping inside. She shot him a pained look. "I'll say he has. Did you ever hear such a terrible racket as that bell makes nnw? And h . . . . w,,, ncui come into the kitchen and see ior yourself." On the kitchen table a Queer kind of thingumbob was rattling away inside a china bowl. Mrs. Clipstack stood with arms folded, regarding it sourly. "What the devil is it?" asked Kinks, approaching with caution, as one sneaks up on an unexDlod- ed shell. Sally shrugged. "Another of his gadgets. He calls it an electric egg-beater. And he insists that we use it." At this point Mrs . Clipstack gave tongue. 'N e w-f angled contraption," muttered Mrs. Clipstack, with dark bitterness. 'All this leads me to suppose," said Kinks, "that Mr. Harkness has been puttering." saiiy nodded. "The entire morn ing and half the afternoon. And the worst of it Is, he's not through yet. He swears he's going to put catteries in those stuffed animal heads so they'll light up at night." "But that's a swell idea," said Kinks. "We ought to get some good out of the fauna around here." "Oh, you think It's swell, do you? Well, Mr. Parker, It falls to your unhappy lot to prevent Mr. Harkness from executing just as many of his swell Ideas ai pos sible. If you don t, hell have us all wired for sound inside of a week." 'Now, now," said Kinks sooth ingly. "You just calm down and bake your cake. And after dinner tonight, we'll climb in your car and dig up some place to dance." For the fraction of a second a wistful look came into Sally's blue eyes. Then it vanished and she shook her head. "We can't," she said. "Can't? Why not? We're free, white and 21." "Because," said Sally, "Wilton Ames rang me up this afternoon." "Wilton Ames? You mean that stuffed shirt you thought you were going to marry before I came along? Well, what if he did? You gave him the air, I hope." "I did no such thing." "You didn't. Hey, listen, beau tiful! I thought I told you that from now on this beetle Wilton was finished." "No matter what you told me," said Sally patiently, "Wilton Is coming. In fact, he's coming for dinner." "Dinner? You've got the nerve, Sarah Pennington, to stand here and tell me that you're going to shower our good food all over a nitwit with no chin?" "Oh, Kinks," said Sally, "do keep quiet. I thought it best to ask Wilton over here tonight, ne said that he has something very important to tell me." (To Be vominueo) Stories in STAMPS Rolling Down To Rio DREATHES there the" man who u has not -wished that he might tome day go "rolling down to Rio." For this cosmopolitan, magnificent capital of Brazil intensifies tome how the romantic urge of alt And the world does com to Rio de Janeiro, sailing up the spacious bay of Guanabara and on past Sugar Loaf Mountain, the city's most distinguished landmark. And what does it find? It finds city of colorful gar dens, of broad promenades, side walk cafes, of men and women dressed in clothe from Paris but with a manner all their own. It finds a city whose buildings are for the most part simple but re splendent in vivid coloring. Many of the new homes cling to the hill side below the street and are en tered from the roof. Here vendors lend an Oriental touch, the sacred ox of India i the beast of burden, and modem automobile slip along the newer pavement. And here in the Na tional Library and other beautiful public buildings is preserved the historic heritage of Brazil and of all South America. In recent years, scientific public health work has materially raised the standard of living in this -city of 1.000.000. A view of the barter and city is shown here on a current Brazilian stamp. ' (Copvrtcht, lilt KEA Serrlca. lac.) LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE Farmer in the Dell By HAROLD GRAY ME? NO, ANNiE rU. NEVER QUIT THINKING ABOUT IT Taj. THH SCORE IS SQUARED OH. THERE HE IS. A I W I WIREW TWIAlRr2?irf I I FOR A MO-NTH 1 I ANNIE- I THINGS rWE BEEN 1 1 SAM HILL CAN I 2&,A 5J?R2RD L I JPc''SSI W 1 1 SSS I GOIN' ON-I THOUGHT I rl TVWT CUV HAVE Kj" I I rrtY! WHAT YOU T I ALMOST TH' SPOT IE HERE L MAYBE YOU'D 60RT A Q0N6TO ? f I 1 OOIK, SHANGHAI? X I WHERE .JHEV; BAY U NEAR t QUIT THINWNLF J I I I V t, OH II CAPTAIN ALDEN MM E THIS E 'BOUT THAT- "T I II I BV M NOTHING l PV IMt-l TUIOTV VEADC W m I J M POPEYE Now Showing "Smoke Get Out of Wlmpy'a Eyes." 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