Friday, January 9, 1942
SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
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New Way to a Youthful Figure
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INSTALLMENT FIVE
THE STOUT SO FAR: Karea Wiltr
son. convince! by her lawyer. John Colt,
tbat »he has a rlaim to the island estate
and fortune ot her grandfather. Garrett
Waterson. arrives in Honolulu to attempt
to gain control ot the property. Here
she meet» Richard Wayne, or Tonga
Oick. as he is known throughout the
South Facile. He Is a member ot the
Wayne family that has been In control
ot her grandfather's Island. Alakoa. since
the old man's disappearance. Although
Tonga Dick knows who she Is. Karen at
tempts to conceal her Identity from him.
Dick offers to take her sailing and she
accepts. Dick, himself has not taken
much of an Interest in the Island estate,
bat his half-brothers. Ernest and Wil
lard. are very worried lest Karen's
claims be valid. Next day as Dick takes
Karen saiUng she learns that he knows
who she Is and that he Is taking her to
Alakoa. She wants to go back to Hono
lulu but he refuses to take her. Although
she is thrilled by the sight ot the deep
water island. Alakoa. Karen is afraid of
what awaits her here. Dlch tnds that
bls ancle. James Wayne, is very IU.
When Dick sees him. James Wayne Is
upset over the pending suit for the is
land and tells Dick be will under no cir
cumstances come to a settlement.
Now continue with the story.
CHAPTER V
A slim Hawaiian girl called Lilua
had shown Karen her room; and
now this girl was back again tapping
at the door panel.
"Yes?"
"Mister Dick wants to know if you
would like to have coffee with him."
Uncertain. Karen Waterson opened
the door. Tonga Dick was surely
the last person in the world she
wanted to see.
As she hesitated Lilua moved
across the room and closed a case-
ment that Karen had opened, and
Karen experienced a sharp annoy
ance. There was no air of service in
the Hawaiian girl's movement or in
her face; rather there was a faint
irony in Lilua’s eyes, as if she con-
descended to assist a helpless per-
son who didn't know how to toke
care of herself.
Karen put a cigarette into an ebo-
ny holder, lighted it, and studied
Lilua impersonally. Lilua had the
creamy brown skin of the pure Ha
waiian; her softly waved hair, black
as any night, was drawn back over
her ears, brushed severely.
"How old are you?" Karen asked
suddenly.
Lilua's unwavering eyes seemed
•mused. "Eighteen. How old are
you?”
If Karen had conceived Lilua to
be in any way less than her equal,
that idea was evidently not shared
by Lilua. Karen turned away.
"Somewhat older,” she said short
ly. “Tell Mr. Wayne I will come.”
“I’ll show you where he is,” Lilua
said.
Karen turned to look at her, im
pelled by that steady gaze. "You're
glad to see him back, aren't you?”
Karen said.
Lilua hesitated perceptibly, but
her quiet voice did not change as she
answered. "I haven't seen him for
two years.”
Karen, her annoyance unaccount
ably
increased,
followed
Lilua
through the house.
Dick Wayne was stretched out be
fore the fire in the big room whose
immense doors opened upon the val
ley and the fog; Lilua immediately
crossed the room to close those
doors. Dick rose, looking apologetic.
“I hope you’ll make yourself com
fortable here. I’m sorry if you feel
I’ve made things awkward for you.
I think I’ll be able to take you back
tomorrow.”
“Good.”
In the stiff silence between them,
Lilua came and stood in front of
Dick's
chair,
looking
at him
steadily.
“Dick, you must be careful of this
night. I don’t like this night at all.
E makani auanei, ke kau mai la
ke kakai o Kakaipali—”
"That’s rude, Lilu’,” Dick stopped
her. "You know she can’t under-
stand that.”
Lilua cast a contemptuous glance
at Karen, and she did not trans-
late; but she went on in English.
"Pretty soon the clouds are going
to rise higher, and the wind is going
to blow through. And then it is go
ing to rain, and even the rain is go
ing to be a bad rain.”
Dick pulled at his cold pipe, his
eyes morose upon the fire. “Don't
think much of it myself,” he ad
mitted.
“The wrong gods are walking,”
Lilua said now. “The right gods
never walk here any more. Remem
ber how we used to hear them walk
ing? But they haven’t walked here
for a long time. Something else is
here instead. Sometimes I can feel
it coming near. And tonight it is
very close, terribly close; and even
the dog is afraid.”
Dick Wayne stirred restively. Per
haps he thought he knew what it
was that was near; but he didn’t
want to look at it, yet. “You’d bet
ter go get some sleep, Lilu’.”
"Dick, this is a wrong time.”
"Wrong time for what?” Dick
snapped at her.
Lilua glanced at Karen, but what
she said next was unintelligible.
"Dick,” Lilua said, “Kai-Ale-Ale
has been seen again. He hasn't been
seen—Dick, he hasn’t been seen—
since my grandmother died.”
Dick Wayne took time to explain
this to Karen.
“There’! a big
shark," he put in, in aside, “that the
natives think Is a god. I’ve never
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"I suppose it amuses you.” Karen said, "to make out that my grand
father was a great fool,”
seen it, but they swear it's as big as
a ship.”
"Kai-Ale-Ale is here again.” Lilua
said; "and there's another thing.
The red mullet are running. Dick.
Ever since the Islands first came out
of the sea. when the red mullet have
run a king has died.”
"You'd better go on to bed now.
Lilu'," Dick said.
"You won't want me any more
tonight?”
“No; we have everything we’ll
need, I think.”
Lilua stood motionless a moment
more. “Are you sure?”
"Yes, yes, of course!”
When Lilua was gone Tonga Dick
Wayne sat looking into the fire, say
ing nothing; and Karen found her
self unwilling either to look at him
or to speak.
"Do all your servants call you by
your first name?” Karen asked at
last
Dick frowned a little. "She isn’t
exactly a servant. Her people were
a very proud people—masters of this
island before any haole ever saw
it. And she—she’s lived here all
her life, and I’ve known her all her
life.”
"I don’t believe.” Karen offered,
“that that girl has had her eyes off
of you one moment since you've
been in this house.”
Dick
Wayne
looked startled.
"Huh?”
"You don't mean to tell me that
you didn't notice that?”
For a moment Dick looked wor
ried. “Bunch of nonsense,” he said.
“Can it be possible,” Karen asked,
“that she believes all that—that
stuff?”
“Of course. Different races have
different ways of talking about the
factors that make things happen.”
"Well—" Dick hesitated, and vis
ibly shifted ground. "Well, it seems
to me extremely remarkable that
you and I are sitting here tonight,
together by this fire.”
"It is through no wish of mine,”
Karen said.
"I'm sorry. I still can't under
stand why you’re not interested. For
one thing, this might very well have
been the house in which you were
born. The room you are to sleep in
tonight might have been the very
room.”
“I thought of that.”
“There’s a lot of history in this
old house,” Dick went on. “Of
course the most interesting part of
it, or at least the most highly col
ored, goes back to your grandfa
ther’s day, before you were born at
all—before the Waynes came in. In
his day the house was never silent
and empty, as it is now.”
“You Waynes have certainly
turned it into a tomb.”
"I’m sorry, sometimes.” he said,
"that those old days are gone. There
are things that are rigid, and dull
too, about the Wayne regime.”
She looked at him and the shared
moment broke up. "How do you
know all this?”
"The Waynes were very close
friends of Garrett Waterson."
**
"To the profit of the Waynes,
Karen said with repressed bitter-
ness.
Tonga Dick shook his head, not in
denial, but in objection, •'Your
grandfather ended up utterly broke.
You see, he was the last of the
great old catch-as-catch-can traders.
Island trading was a tough game
after the sandalwood gave out, but
Garrett Waterson had a tremendous
robust energy, and he made himself
two or three fortunes. But all that
was over a good many years be-
fore he sold Alakoa. I doubt if he
had made a cent for at least a
decade, He had no business judg-
ment; even his ownership of this
island was an accident. He won
Alakoa in a poker game with the
native king—and even that was part
ly by mistake, because he thought
he was gambling for Just the fish
ing rights. He was actually astound
ed when he found out he had won
it all.”
"I suppose it amuses you,” Karen
said, “to make out that my grand-
father was a great fool.”
"You
shouldn’t
mind,”
Dick
smiled. "You and John Colt are
trying to establish that he was an
imbecile.”
Karen bit her lip; she was silent
for a full minute, and when she
spoke she took an entirely new tone.
"I have no idea what you expected
to gain by bringing me here, but—"
"You are here." Dick said weari
ly. "because John Colt sent you
cruising with me. to find out some
things he doesn't know
You can’t
imagine it. but certain affairs are a
good deal more important to me
than John Colt's spying processes."
"If you think." Karen snapped at
him. "that either John Colt or I
have the least interest in you what
ever—”
"I think you have,” said Dick.
"For one thing. I can tell you this—
your case Is never going to come to
trial."
“It's already on the calendar! No
body can stop it, now."
"I can." Tonga Dick told her.
"Ask yourself. Karen, Just what
John Colt is so anxious to learn.”
Karen Waterson flushed. She could
have ignored the cool conviction of
Dick Wayne's words; but now she
was wondering Just what John Colt
had suspected—and feared—that had
made him so unnecessarily curious
about Tonga Dick. And she was
wondering why she herself had ever
been such a fool as to match wits
with this cool, hard-bitten man,
whose purposes she could not under
stand. It seemed very long ago
that she had made herself believe
that she could conceal her identity
from Tonga Dick.
"If you don't mind," Karen said,
"I think I shall go to bed now.”
Tonga Dick let her go.
Apathy has flown the coop.
Unconcern has hit the door;
Selfishness has looped the loop,
Dopiness is now no more;
Silent are the "gimme” boys,
All obstructors get the "bird''
Gone is all light-hearted poise—
REALISM is the word!
Il
Now it isn't mero routine.
When the dungeri* round us roll.
Just 1«' gambol or the green
Waiting for a Gallup poll;
Nutty rallies now are out.
Stilled are an'is this and that;
On soap-boxes few now spout . . ,
We re a nation AT THE BAT!
ill
Sleeping at the switch is not
Now the lcadi'ig enterprise;
Mikes no longer get red hot
From the breath of wild-eyed
guys;
Arguments are down the sink.
Discord's had a run-out pill;
And no little ¡link itink
Tries to thwart a nation's will.
IV
Now committees full of men
Who are anti-cv cry thing
Take the count ot “eight . . . nine
. . . TEN!”
(Though
some
paid
officials
cling);
Pussyfooting now is out.
Half-baked ranters stop their acts
All the country, there's no doubt.
Sees the truth, and faces FACTS!
V.
Hedgers crawl into a crack,
Compromisers slink away;
Ten per centers now fall back.
Trimmers haven't much to say;
Racketeering labor rats
(And a lot of bosses, too),
Cearr their very costly spats
Unaei the red. white and blue.
VI.
Critics crawl into their shells,
Know-It-Alls now take the skids;
Experts have bad dizzy spelli.
Grown-ups do not act like kids;
Sunk are armchair leaders all.
Hooey has been booted far;
Now at last w? stand or fall
SEEING THINGS JUST AS THEY
ARE!
• • •
ON THE SPOT
("In case of an air raid alarm:
Lie down immediately on your stom
ach
. .”>
About his paunch Dad was always
deflant.
But now he wishes he was mueh
more pliant!
—Dcbchl.
CHAPTER VI
In his own room, Dick Wayne
found a little fire burning brightly,
and he wished belatedly that he had
asked Karen if a fire had been laid
for her. He did not know that Lilua
had put Karen in almost the only
room in the house that had no fire-
place at all.
A heavy lei of golden ginger blos
soms hung on the foot of the bed; the
blossoms filled the whole room with
a spicy fragrance, heavy and pun
gent. Instantly Dick knew who had
made that lei. and put them there;
and for a moment he was troubled.
Then, on an impulse, he picked up
the lei and went walking through the
house. He recognized Karen's room
when he came to it by the crack of
light under the door.
He knocked and the door was
opened.
"Here,” he said, pressing the lei
into her hands. He was unable to
keep a shade of irony out of his
voice. "Aloha.” He turned and went
back to his room. He half expected
to hear her door slam behind him,
but it did not.
Dick stripped to his shorts and put
out the lights. As he flung himself
between the cool sheets the many
voiced wind was drowned by the
swift rush of rain—first a whisper,
then a drumming roar as water beat
against walls and casements by
sheets and buckets.
The rain was still coming down in
torrent upon torrent as he went to
sleep.
He was awakened by the touch of
a hand upon his shoulder; and,
though it was a gentle hand, it was
so dripping wet with cold rain that
the shock brought him bolt upright.
The fire still burned, its slim flames
twisting and hissing from the spat
ter of rain in the chimney, and by
its light he saw that Lilua was there.
"What the devil is this?”
“Dick,” Lilua said, "you have to
get up.”
"What's happened? Is there any
thing wrong?”
"Something is terribly wrong,” Li
lua said. "Something has happened.
It's happened just now—within the
last ten minutes.”
“Oh, Lord!” He got up then, and
turned on the lights.
“I’m sorry to wake you up, Dick—
but I tell you, I know.”
Dick, pulling on his flannels, looked
at her curiously. She had dropped
to the floor the huge ti leaf with
which she had sheltered her head
as she came running through the
rain, and her hair bushed wildly
about her shoulders. Her eyes were
no longer quiet, but alive with a ter
ror she was helpless to control.
In another moment there was a
quick fluttery tapping at the door
and a thin little voice outside was
calling, “Mister Dick! Mister Dickl”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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Remember th? Oklahoma —
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Each hit makes more efficient
Old Yankee Doodle-do.
• • •
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• • •
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You must pay the piper
II what I was taught.
And I’ve always found it
A distressing thought.
But now, with costs soaring,
I think it is nice
To know that the piper
Cannot raise his price!
—Anne Linn.
• • •
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The "friendly neutral” tops 'em all.
• • •
Elmer Twitchell says that nothing
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nothing disturb them.
• • •
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"Golf and Tennis Balls to Be
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How can we make these all-out
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• • •
Bathing suits and rubber bathing
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• • •
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the country in the war. But a lot
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