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Southern Oregon News Review. Thursday, October 24, 1946 OUSEHOLD Line cupboard drawers with oil cloth. Then a once-over with a damp cloth now and then will keep them clean. When putting away household linens from the weekly wash, place them at the bottom of each pile bo that all have an equal amount of usage. Your "extra special" china should be put away with care so that it will not scratch. In be tween each piece of china place paper doilies a little larger than the piece being stored. To keep flowers for table decora tion over a fairly long period dip the stems into hot water before placing them in a bowl containing cold water. The stems expand with the heat and take up more moisture. CERALO W N U F IA T U R II H uke M c C a le, p riva te detective, Is xuardlng (he n rd d tn s prevents a t the Bigelow m ansion. H r senses th at old Miss A delaide Bigelow Is a fra id of some thing m ore than theft. In a ro n v afs allo n w ith Miss Bigelow he learns th at she Is sorry now that she gave her consent to her n lere . V ero n ica's m a rria g e w ith handsome C u rl V a lla ln c o u rl. as she has discovered that he Is a fortune hunter and ra k e . He w ill co ntrol the entire fa m ily fortune of th irty m illion dollars. Th ere a re several cross currents In the fa m ily , she tells M cC ale. W hile they are talkin g and looking out the window, they h ear a shot, and see two women h u rry ing aw a y. The one in green tuns tow ard the park. C H A P TE R V i l i " ‘•13 Fens road but w hat shall 1 te ll tile p o lic e ? " " T e ll them I le ft—th a t you do not know w h y ." " Y e s ." He glahced a t his w ristw a tch . T w o m inutes to go. "N ow , Miss Bigelow . I m ust usk you to te ll me q u ic k ly w hat you saw fro m the w indow u pstairs ju s t before the shot.” She closed her eyes and let a shuddering breath escape her lips. H er hands clasped and unclasped nervously. He thought she m ig h t fa in t. She opened h e r eyes sudden ly. tense, staggered, but d e te r mined. " A t firs t there was only C u rt com ing up the steps fro m the path that cuts across fro m Charles S tre e t.” The old voice was pained and hushed. " I knew it was he fro m aw ay off. He alw ays sw ag gered. sort of, and never w ore a hat. There was also a—a w om an— com ing along the o u te r w alk th a t comes o ver the h ill fro m P a rk S tre e t.” " A wom an in g re e n ? " "Y es. in green.” She looked frightened. "T h e re was someone else in a g ra y coat and hat com ing along Beacon S treet tow ard the She stopped running when she he reached it. F o r a m om ent thought he saw someone else, some one in a g ra y ra in c o a t w a lk in g ste a d ily aw ay in to the fog. He could White spots on furniture, caused not te ll w hether it was a m an or by water, hot dishes, or alcohol, a wom an, fo r the g ra y of the coat may be removed by rubbing the dissolved the fig u re in to a m ere stains with camphorated oil or oil b lu r. I t only s tru c k h im as odd th a t the figure did not tu rn o r fa lte r of peppermint. o r come nearer. I t ju s t w alked— sedately was the only w o rd —aw ay. There was som ething te rrib le in the u n ru ffle d w alk, because d ire c tly across fro m it and below where they peered out, som ething qu ite a w fu l staggered, one hand to its chest, the other groping out b lin d ly . I t was a m an. ta ll, wide, a d a rk shadow o f agony, seeking to c lim b the B igelow stairs. The d o o rb e ll pealed sharply, a I rin g of sheer despair. M iss B igelow and M cCale, in a single m ovem ent, ra n out o f the ‘ d ra w in g room . M cC ale reached the 1 s ta irs firs t, tu m b lin g down them two, three at a tim e . The bell was rin g in g now, ste a d ily, a shriek, as WHEN CONSTIPATION makes you feel though someone leaned h e a v ily punk as the dickens, brings on stomach against it. upset, sour taste, gassy discomfort, The b u tle r. K in g , came out of the fake Dr. Caldwell's famous medicine to quickly pull the trigger on lazy “in j back h a ll, a sour look on his face. nards” and help you feel bright and B u t M cCale was a lre a d y w renching chipper again. i open the door. A lig h t w ent up in DR. CALDWELL’S is the wonderful sen the h a ll as the s ta rtle d m anservant na laxative contained in good old Syrup Pepsin to make it so easy to take. ! pushed a button. F o r a m om ent, MANY DOCTORS use pepsin prepara ! no one seemed to be there. The tions in prescriptions to make the medi i door gaped w ide and black. Then, cine more palatable and agreeable to 1 fro m around its edge, a b u lk y ob- take. So be sure your laxative is con tained in Syrup Pepsin. I je c t slid, slum ped to its knees, INSIST ON DR. CALDWELL’S— the fa lunged in w a rd , then out flat. vorite of millions for 50 years, and feel C u rt V a lla in c o u rt turned his e x that wholesome relief from constipa q u isite head once, opened his ago- tion. Even finicky children love it. inized eyes once, m outhed a word CAUTION: Use only ts directed. before he died. “ V e ro n ic a .” he m u tte re d th ic k ly before his h e a rt bubbled up in to his , thro a t. A t a ll w id e m a n s eekin g to c lim b I t was then th a t A delaide B igelow dropped down beside h im , c ra d lin g the B ig e lo w s ta irs . his head in her lap. H e r tire d old hands smoothed d a rk s ilk y cu rls out house. 1 c o u ld n 't see ve ry well. The person was alm ost d ire c tly under of his eyes. “ A d o c to r,’ ’ M iss B igelow gasped. the w indow and I was con ce n tra t “ The p o lic e ," M cC ale said c u rtly . ing on—on C u rt.” "O n th is side of the stre e t? ” " B u t he m a y be d y in g —a d o c to r.” "Y e s .” " I 'm s o rry ,” he looked deep into W hoever i t was had crossed the ¡her eyes, " b u t he is d e a d ." always use this great rub for | He closed the door on the night, street, then, fo r the figure had been shu ttin g it out w ith the incredible on the opposite side when McCale thoughts w hich seethed through his looked. T h a t someone m ust have Child t Mild m ind. He barked an o rd e r to the been alm ost at the door when the b u tle r, necessary action ta k in g o ver shot was fired? The m urderer? “ M an o r w om an?” he snapped. his b ra in and body fo r the next few “ I —I c o u ld n 't te ll. I was w a tch I m inutes. "L e a v e the body ju s t as i t is ,” ing C urt, I told y o u ." " B u t the hat. You said the fig he cautioned, adding, "a police re q u ire m e n t," fo r he saw a look of ure had on a g ra y ra in co a t and a gray hat. Surely you could recog | d ism a y on Miss B ig e lo w 's face. She was s till s ittin g num b and nize the sex fro m the h a t? " " I 'm so rry — I was w atching s tricke n , on the ca rp e t beside the C u rt." i body. "Y e s . Go on.” The b u tle r had his hands pressed “ I ju s t c a n 't rem em ber w hat hap tig h tly against his d ia p hra g m , w hile p e rsp ira tio n , a prelude to c e r pened then. C u rt and the woman ta in nausea, stood out on his fo re in green alm ost m et at the gate, but he was a little ahead. 1 thought head. "G e t yo u rs e lf some brandy, he tu rned his head to look a t her. m a n .” M cCale spoke b ris k ly . "A n d . . . I ’ m not sure. Then—I ’m sor It's a ll confused. There was get the police d e p a rtm e n t on the ry ju s t the shot. I closed m y eyes, I telephone. W ait a m inute. C all from D evonshire 1212— lin e 103— and ask th in k. Then you were behind m e CHIMNEYS, and I did notice someone—the w om fo r D onlevy, ch ie f of h o m ic id e ." stoves and an in green, I believe, ru n n in g off The old m an moved slow ly. “ P e r heating haps if you can, s ir—” he began. in to the fog.” Then she w ent to an old. battered UNITS "N o . B e tte r y o u ." desk th a t stood in a corner of the M cCale grasped M iss B ig e lo w ’s Pressing a spring that elbow in a reassuring g rip . "W e room opened a secret dratwer, she took have less than six m inutes at the out a sm a ll envelope fro m w hich m ost,” he said, "b e fo re the d e p a rt she shook a piece of paper. m ent, o r a t least a squad car, w ill be here. Where can we have a m in ute to ta lk? A lo n e ." "T h e lib r a r y .” she said, her voice stronger. “ Y ou'd b etter have this, She spoke alm ost fu rtiv e ly , and added, “ I f the house is searched, they'd be bound to find it.” He took it over to the lig h t and " I w ant y o u r h e lp ," he began, saw i t was the m erest corner off and rushed on, fo r he live d in the the edge of a le tte r. w orld as it is and knew th a t there when you control the dough J were things he m ig h t do if she could your prom ise to me, lo ve r. re m a in a little w hile outside the po w ill be ours, lice o rb it. “ I ’ m going to be out of e ’s to crim e . Ila , ha. here before the police a rriv e .” g O O T is dangerous! Mor» thin half the "O h —but please— " "T h is , th e n ," he said, stra ig h te n accidental fires atart in aoot-laden chim neys. X Z IT S O O T E R A D IC A T O R protects He held up his hand. “ You m u st ing up, " is w hat re a lly sent you to your home from the dangers of chimney fires j understand this. There m ay be m e.” by removing all soot. For only a half cent a day you can keep your chimney, stove, and I some way I can lessen the p u b lic ity " Y e s ," she m u rm ured. “ I found heating unit free from soot. Two tablespoons I th is case is bound to s tir up. D o n 't i t in the d ra w in g room grate. It of X Z l T sprinkled in the firebox or fireplace once a week is all It takes. Get X Z I T from th in k I mean to o b stru c t ju stice . was, surely, a note to C urt. He m ust your favorite store today 1 I I ’ m not th a t k in d of detective, but have trie d to burn i t in this house. 5800 So. Hoover St., Loa Angrier 44, Calif. you m ust understand th a t once the You see how it proved alm ost a ll police come in to this, you w ill have m y suspicions?" "Y e s .” no peace. Y o u r p riv a c y , y o u r home, yo u r v e ry liv e s w ill be ripped He returned the fra g m e n t to its w ide open.” envelope, slipped the envelope into “ I understand.” H er face was his inside pocket. No tim e to lose bleak. now. He went on ra p id ly . " I f I am "The woman in green had red j here when the police a rriv e , I w ill h a ir, d id n 't she?” he asked, coldly. B e a u t ify [ be tied up fo r hours m aybe w ith She looked fo r a m om ent down j the p re lim in a ry in v e s tig a tio n . I f I in to an abyss of sheer te rro r. am not, I can perhaps d iscover " I —I don’ t k n o w ," she faltered. w ith som ething before they do. I know “ I was looking a t C u rt.” ' D onlevy, C hief of D etectives. I can D is a p p o in t m e n t a n d w r a t h I ta lk to h im to m o rro w . W hat I m ust flashed across his eyes, was as a v a i l a b l e a t n il sto res ! do is get a head s ta rt. I w ant, fo r q u ic k ly gone. He only said, “ C our instance, to search V a lla in c o u rt's age, then I 'l l see you to m o rro w .’’ BEAUTIFUL« NOVEL» ENCHANTING rooms. Where does did he liv e ? " She put out her hand im p u lsive ly. P uW lheW ej!" Lazy "Innards DR. CMWHIS SINNA LAXATIVE SYRUP PEPSIN THE QUINTUPLETS COUGHSd.?COLUS MUSTERQLF mt» HAlf Mr X 2tT MMOVISSWl Shari Lynn Tells Her Story McCale Slips Out Ahead of the Police X Z IT SOOT ERADICATOR X Z , T RAINBOW COLORS j BROW N as if prom pted to e xpluin away his d isillu sio n in her. A long m om ent passed. She turned to the fire. He went out. T here was no one In the hall. The body of C u rt V a lla in c o u rt lay long and d u rk and lifeless, h a lf in, h a lf out of the lig h t th ro w n by the scones on each side o f a console table. M cCale stopped by the s till fo rm , avo id in g a puddle of congealing blood. He kn e lt and noticed that C u rt had been shot a little above the heart, at close range, ns if someone had w alked up to h im and let h im have it. It was a m ira c le he had managed to get up the steps to the door. A less v ir ile person would have dropped dead in his tracks. He friske d the body u n til he came upon a key rin g th a t held a num ber o f keys. Satisfied th a t one of these m ust be the key to the dead m an's a p artm ent, he rearranged the clo th ing. w alked to the door, eased it open und slipi>ed out. He was h a rd ly across the street onto the paths o f the Com m on when the sirens sta rte d w a ilin g and te a r ing up Beacon H ill. A t P a rk Square, M cCale hopped into a cru is in g cab w hich put him down at 413 Fensroad in six m in utes fiat, iWspite the increasing d rizzle and the tra ffic congestion of th a t tim e o f day. F o u r-th irte e n was u big hunk o f concrete and stainless steel. He stopped before V u lla in c o u rt's a p a rt m ent and listened c a re fu lly , his ear to the door. • H u r r y —ru b in B en-G uy fo r fust, soothing, g e n tly w o rm in g re lie f! In sist on jjenu/ne B en-G ay, th e o rig i nal B aum e A nulgesique. B en-G uy contuins u p to 2 ’/a tim es m ore m e th y l sn licylu te und m e n th o l tw o p n in - re lie v in g agents kn o w n to e v e ry d o cto r — thun five o th e r w id e ly offe re d rub-ins. B en-G uy nets fust w here you h u rt. IW ijj a* .. A ¡Ä . z w /r Buy S a fe an d Sound (J. S. Savings Bonds A fte r he'd entered, he stood com ple te ly s till, testing the silence that hung h e a vily about him . A wide doorw ay at his rig h t gave entrance to a la rg e liv in g room . He stepi>cd to w a rd it, soundlessly. The qu ie t o f the place was d is tu rb in g . I t was the intense, p re g nant qu ie t o f a room so re ce n tly oc cupied th a t the e fflu viu m o f th a t occupancy s till hung in the a ir. There were tw o doorw ays in back and a little to the le ft of h im as he stood m otionless in the center of the carpet. N ot a board creaked o r a pin dropped, but the h a ir on the back o f his head stood up, w arn- in g ly. M o istu re beaded his palms. He sw iveled slow ly, expecting— anything. A wom an stood in the firs t d oor way. T a ll, d a rk, voluptuous, she lounged, white-faced, breathless, in a p e c u lia rly fa m ilia r a ttitu d e Hooded, discontented eyes looked ste a d ily at h im . H er face was so w hite she seemed a ll lip s tic k in the g la re o f so m any lig h ts I f she had had a c ig a re tte in th a t m o u th — M e m o ry tugged at M cCale and he knew it was S hari Lynn. She wore a d a rk green wool dress! "W ho are you?” he said h u skily ! She moved slo w ly to w a rd h im , eyes ! w a ry. F o r a m om ent he ignored ' her. "Y o u were a fool to come d ire c t- ' ly here,” he said then. Apprehension widened her eyes ' fo r a m om ent, b rin g in g out unsus pected lines in her face. She sat down u nsteadily on a ch a ir and ran nervous fingers through d a rk dyed h a ir. She's scared. M cCale thought. He perched p e rilo u sly on the a rm o f the E m p ire sofa, shaking out a c ig a re tte fro m a pack d ire c tly into his m outh in one m otion. He spoke o ver the flam e o f his lig h te r. “ C u rt V a lla in co u rt has ju s t been shot.” W atching her closely he was c e r ta in th a t it w a sn 't news to h e r—th a t she a lre a d y knew. “ Who are you—a dick? I d id n 't k ill h im .” "Y o u were th e re .” She was guarded now. H er eyes na rro w e d and she clutched the glass w ith shaking fingers. " Y o u ’ ve got to prove that, copper.” “ I ’ m not the police.” "T h e n who are you? *What are you doing here? What is this, a shakedow n?" He shook his head. “ I'm a p r i vate d ick. I am , however, in ve sti g a tin g C u rt V a lla in co u rt's m u r d e r." S » C uriously, she seelned cm hr c n N T i N i i F m ...G O O D / •ti tee K « '» Ä o n 4 * e _ ° :.roctio« th® Pf C lo b b e r reW Uztwl nù/.nS b ° * ^ x l n q b o ^ J «a o b b e r s ,; ïï > RIGHT in Miaifiy Bowl MGHT troto Ih r Ov*n To* boH or boLinç v i« fh« b o h ttg ¡with tb« BALANCED doubl« CLABBER GIRL Bahiiuj'Rxwk/t 7reo o f F FW 0' L eig h S . T a y lo r p re fe rs a p i p e - T . E. R a k e s tra w favo rs a “ m a k in 's ” c ig a r e t te - B u t th e y b o th s ta n d p a t on P . A . 0« “ I'v e smoked P. A . in m y p ip e fo r years now ,” says M r . L eig h S. T a y lo r. “ T h e fact th a t « P. • a A » . • s is a c espe a p o * c ia lly tre a te d to rem ove tongue b ite is a lot of com fo rt to me.’ V f w relieved. . M l ' '■ Curt's Apartment Yields No Clues He soon found out why. A c ra fty look slid in to her eyes. She alm ost sm iled. "L is te n , then. I ’ m not saying I don’t know C u rt has been kille d . I ' l l even a d m it m aybe I was near enough to have seen i t done, m ig h t give you in fo rm a tio n as who d id it, m is te r.” “ I'm liste n in g . B ut m ake it q u ick. I w ant to fris k the place before the cops c ra w l a ll o ve r i t . " She understood the necessity fo r speed and w ent on h u rrie d ly . “1 was up here having a couple of d rin k s w ith C u rt before he w ent to the w edding rehearsal. I decided to w a it u n til he got back. He was gone a long tim e —too long. 1 grabbed a cab, and got out at the m usic shop near P a rk Square. I was paying o ff the ta x i when I saw C u rt cu ttin g across the path to Beacon s tre e t." "Y o u follow ed h im ? ” She hesitated a m om ent, a look of doubt com ing over her face, as if she were not sure of saying the rig h t thing. T h a t pause made a Jot o f difference in M cC alc's ca lcu la tions. Also for Pain due to COLDS, MUSCLE ACHE, snd STRAINS. Ask for Mild Ben-Cay for Children. fiOl llH6 À “ I lik e everything about P rince A lb e rt,” save M r T . E . R akestraw . “ I t rolls up easier and it tastes just rig h t — m ild , w ith p le n ty o f good rich taste.” TUNE IN Saturday Nights N.B.C. Prists Alberi' “ GRAND OIE OPRY R. J. R.rnal. I l l o t a r ^ O , . , Wlluton-,'tol.w. M O. .. t the , national joy smoke J