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T H E SPRIN GFIELD NEWS
PAGE SIX
Beginning This Week, A New Serial Story
CAST OF PRINCIPAL C m A K A C T E R S IN
THIS STORY OF MYSTERY AND ROMANCE
T he N a rra to r
Dr. Long
T he Ih'tectlve
A lexander 1‘lerce
T he Girl
JoMephine Southley
.
A lillu u
Ahmad Das
II ohi at Southley Downs
Peter II. Southley
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Ernest Southley
G uest at Southley Downs
Mr. I lay wind
I I I m Son
Vila» H ayw ard
and T H E TIGER!
Edison Marshall
Illu s tra tio n s
PAUi FXEWft
me I do not know with what whit«
magtu that glance was Inatllled But
It went deep Into me. and left a curi­
ous wurmtli and elation. I know that
no other eyes had ever looked at me In
quite that way. or had the same effect
upon me. Perhaps It was their curi­
ous darkness, or even the haunting
sorrow that could not possibly be
denied.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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Mrs M ulti r Larwood. Mi
ville, Mrs. Joe Metson, Mrs. John
Toniseli», Jr., Mrs I, II Nimi. Mi-iJ
C II Phetleplnce. Mm W (' 15* lihani
.Mrs Wayne Hawke, Mr» Henry Tum
selb, Mrs Haroin Williams, Mrs. II. li
J Cox. Mrs Grace May, Mrs. Thor I
wald Nysimm, Mrs Cele T«ms<<iii| I
and Mrs. Henry Fnndrem.
I to take any position unbecoming to a • on the shore. It was one of those» that the woman had brought, but 1
CHAPTER I.
pretty conceits that girls love, cut found no perfumed salts. 1 was a
Tampa is always quiet in mldafter guest.'*
I
"Then tell me-—what am I to do?" up into a hundred delectable pockets far different thing that met ray eyes.
noon. It is alway a tranquil time cl
■ He went on as if 1 hadn t questioned ! tor toilet articles. 1 could not natch I like to think that my face gave no
day. and the best way to spend it Is him "'Perhaps I'm playing a blind her so intently now. I pretended to .--Ign. that the woman hud no Inkling
to sit and drink many cold drinks of lead; but my instincts tell otherwise j gate out of the window, but the pano- of the little shiver of wonderment that
lime and lemon.
It is simply this. Less than a year ago. ran»a slipped by me without leaving i went through every nerve.
I used to spend It that way except the detective agency with which I single impression in niv memory.
What 1 saw would not have been
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when out on calls. Jefferson Davis hare unofficial connections would Then, turning once more, our eyes unusual
Or.E.T. Helms
under different
clrcuiu
Lincoln, who watches over me and have paid me the biggest fee of tuy met.
stances In the bottom of a trunk, FAY SPAULDING. FORMER
hn
Chlropracll« and Lit
answers niy bells and ww»eps my of­ lifetime to find this same Peter H.
All at once I saw that her color j oi pushed Into the cushions of an
TEACHER HERE. IS WED
E lect roTberspr
fice and with Inimitable bows guides Southley. Only his name isn't that, was gone. I watched her more in­ automobile seat, or even In a sad
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my patients to their chairs, can make or anything like it. It is. in reality, tently. The fatigue of the Journey, case, perhaps I would not have
Spoolnllzing In
Word has been received here of the
b
as refreshing a concoction out of a Andrew Lasson."
combined with some nervous strain glanced twice al II. Bui In this ha», wedding of Miss Fay Spaulding form
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Painless and
little lime jui-e and mint ant* seltxer-
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"You mean—that the old man is that I could not understand, were with the most Intimate articles for er teacher in Springfield high school,
Bloodiest
water as can be imagined.
i having an actual tangible effect on dally use, It seemed Incongruous to last week.
going under an alias?"
She was married to
Tai
Removal of
Perhaps the story of Southerly
"I'll correct that a little, I don't j her physical being 1 began to feel a horrible degree.
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Charles W Swan lu a ceremony eon
Tonsil*
It was a dark, ugly automatic pistol,
h(|,ni. (>f |hi, Sp„
Downs should begin ¡with that August know that his real name is Andrew glad that I was a doctor. Her post-
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it Ian t I tlon had changed, too. 1 had to look brand-new and with a full magazine In Heppner. Oregon.
know
afternoon Reside Vseppa Island. Alex- Lason.
predi»
Ing
l&ih year In Oregon
ander Pierce and I were tarpon fish­
Hey, Frank Spuuldlng. father of the office 123? Ferry 81
Phone 2«)Hj| H o :
ing.
bride, performed the ceremony. Isilu
Eugene
When I think of Alexander Pierce
Ml
Millard was bridesmaid and l.er
it is always with a fishing rod in his :
Spuuldlng, brother of Miss Spaulding,
hand He was at his best then. T o ,
was beat man
Jack Vinson saug
It Costa Very Little
see him on the street one could easily '
"Because" and "At Dawning." Miss
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guess that he was a fisherman, but
Frances Hodge, an Instructor In the
Recondition a
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never a detective. There is no prac- j
high school here, played the wedding
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tlce in the world that leaves its mark
I k :n
M O D EL T FO RD
march.
■pen a man's face more clearly than (
Hai
The hrtde was attired In a gown of
BRING IT IN ANO LET ua
I Hal
fishing.
Pierce had that mark He i
blue georgette and lace She wore
litio
LOOK IT OVER
sad singularly quiet eyes—eyes that
orange blossoms In her hair and car
1st.,I
looked farther than most telescopes,
rled a shower boquet of sweet peas
We specialize In putting Model T 11*0,
but yet not seemingly keen or alert
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and roses.
Fords In shape and «weil give you
r is i
He had a lean, weather-beaten face. 1
i Mr. and Mrs Swan will make their a good Job WV use only genuine
or
scribed and rescrlbed with lines. His i
home In Salem
crii
I Ford paris and our mechanics can
hair was curiously thin—and people
fell.
tell
In
a
Jiffy
Just
what
you
need
rather expected it to be gray. But
I To
Bring the car In and let us look it
MRS. GRANT BEESON IS
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when he removed his hat it was seen
mu
HONORED AT GATHERING over.
to be rather light brown and fine.
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"So you go back to your work to­
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Mrs. Sidney V Ward entertained a
►r*oi
morrow.” I said. “I'm sorry you can't I
group of friends at her home last
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stay longer.”
Thursday evening In honor of Mrs.
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"Not as sorry as I am. doc,” he i
lump
Grunt Beeson.
The evening was
It was a dark, ugly automatic pistol, brand-new and <«ith a full magazine of cartridges.
replied. “If it’s between fish and
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spent in games after which refresh
thieves. I choose fish every time.
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menta were served
jr. h
They are more gentlemanly, and re­ Southley. Names don't much matter twice to see what she was doing.
of cartridges.
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Those
present
were:
Mrs.
Ahhle
quire a finer art One's daily bread, you know. At sundry times I've
Reviving the unconscious girl wus
She no longer stared at the back
II
('»Miley,
Mrs
Byron
Cowart,
Mrs.
Bert
you know! But why don't you stay been known through the West as oi the seat. She'«as sitting up-rlrht. the work of a moment. But It almost
Doane, Mrs Harold Lyons. Mrs. Grant
and fish without me?'
Amos Schmidt. His real name t. ay almost rigid in her chair, and her made me miss my station.
Phone 19
Fifth and A Streets
Beeson, Mrs Roscoe Perkins, Mrs.
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Her eyes opened and rested upon
Fishing for tarpon with anybody qe Southley, and it may be Lasson, eyes were on the landscape outside
Harry Llchty. Miss Ed**sse Fundren-.
except Alexander the Great would and it may be something else. All I the window. I followed their line of
t.
give me no thrill at all," I told him. i nOw j» that for a long period of time sight, and saw at once that we were
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“I’d sooner go to my house party."
the man who calls himself Southley estate. An enormous house, a great
vner
Dancing around In a ballroom when was known as Andrew Lasson. 1 white palatial structure of style of
esert
you could be dancing around on the know that he landed In America foity long ago, perched upon a near-by hill.
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sea with a tarpon! By the way years ago as Andrew Lasson. What It looked as big as the castles cf Eu­
dslgh
j»ne
where did you say you were going his name was before that. 1 don't rope. and on the hillside were cluster
aid <
for this riotous week?"
know I know that about a year ago ed such outbuildings as stables and
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To a big old manor house in the inquiries came from a certain man in garages. There were wide sweeps of
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interior—Southley Downs.
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England to find at all coats Andrew meadow, a curving driveway, and In
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"Southley!" he muttered,
His Lasson. The fee was to be tremen- the most astounding contrast the deep
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name doesn't happen to be Peter dous, moat of which was to be paid fastness of tropical Jnngle. For we
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Southley, does it?"
a year after we found him. The were In the Interior- of southern
bv pu
“That happens to be his name.”
f ih«
man’s name was Roderick—at least, Florida, as verdant a place as la to
Jlitige
“An old man—seventy-five years of that's what he told us. His signa­ be found in all of North America.
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•X*—white-haired, heavily built, about ture was that of an old man. After
Human senses are not entirely re­
serve!
as tall as you. with a peculiar nervous a while his son—a big. dark, good- liable. On the witness stand I could
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twitch to his eyes?"
perl
looking man about thirty-five—came not swear exactly what I saw. As It
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"That's Petrfr Southley. 1 don’t to see us personally. Well, we started caught in the frozen fascination with
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know him well 1 met him at my club to work. We traced Just long enouvh which the girl watched the passing
Plaint
in Tampa, when he was visiting the to discover that Andrew Lasson had panorama, I was still following the
dress.
Martins. And 1 can't understand moved South from New York as Peter line of her vision. It seemed to me
what made him ask me. i got th? H. Southley—when Roderick called us that I caught a glimpse of something
letter just a couple of days ago, and off He said he'd found his party him yellow In the thicket—a curious, bril-
he promises fishing and shooting an , self."
liant yellcr* in great splashes of color.
golf of the best. Asked me for a full
"Perhaps it was Just some legal It was ju.it a glimpse, and yet I had
week, and even seemed a trifle hectic mix-up—heir to an estate, or somp­ dim reasons for thinking that the yel­
about it—as if he ¡wanted me very thing?
Southley ia tremedoukly low form was living.
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badly. I'll stay a day or two. at wealthy."
It might have been Just a gayly
least.”
"Possibly. But I did get interested. colored plant, or a flash of bird wings,
"Queer thing. ' he muttered. "Such I never saw such a tireless pair of or even a tawny dog. I should say
BROADWAY BUILDING— BROADWAY AT OAK, EUGENE
a queer thing But then» doesn't sr -n hunters as th“se Rodericks were. And that Its size might correspond to that
to be any further doubt.”
when you're d .wn for this week-end of an enormous hound. Ii might have
I was scorcred by curiosity; but I party I want you to keep ears and been a yellow calf, or perhaps only
knew enough no* to ask questions.
eyes wide open—-and, of course, lips the sunlight against dark water. I t
"You're a cort of trustworthy quack, closed.
i didn’t matter, anyway.
The only
”E ta k e pleasure in an n ouncing that we have e s ta b ­
it«-«.
Lang." he rem . ked at last.
The Journey to Southley Downs Is thing that did matter, or that 1 rem­
lished
a
studio
in
keeping
with
e
n
te
rp
risin
g
Eugene
1 began to be hopeful; but I knew
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distinguished by some of the most embered for hours afterward, was that
-a m odern, progressive m etropolitan studio, p rac ­
my cue
beautiful scenery In Florida, but I the girl suddenly slipped down to the
ticing the best m ethods- and devoted to all th a t is best in
Very blundering, I m afraid, Alex."
OF
floor in a dead faint.
didn't look at it.
p o rtra it photography.
"Of course your years are against
In an instant she was In my arms.
8t
you—only thrity three. Yet they say
The porter showed me my seat at I don’t remember how she came
We will a t all tim es show the late st effects know n to our
that you have a cool hand with a the seaboard station, and it is un­ there. I have no remembrance of
. a rt, and shall endeavor to m erit the p atro n ag e of th o se who
scalpel. Steady hand means steady believably true that ten minutes had exertion in leaping to her chair or
ap preciate refinem ents of line, light and shade.
nerves. Steady nerves means you're passed before I ever noticed the picking her up. She iwas simply there
C ourteous tre a tm e n t alw ays!
to be trusted in a pincr. You handled dainty little hat on a girl almost the when I again looked Into her face,
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that Wildmarsh problem pretty well, j length of the car ahead. And It »s ! her slender body against my breast.
too. Tell me—have you any deep, per­ a queer thing that mv first thought | her head resting on the muscle of my
sonal regard for this man Southley?” after noticing it was that ten min, left arm, her white face uplifted and
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"Not really." I'd barely met the utes had been wasted. There Is no unconsciousness upon her.
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man. "I did think he was a kindly old accounting for the vagaries of the
If 1 had a single Impression as I
chap; very agreeable, and with a fine human mind. It wasn’t that I'm the carried her to the women's room-. It
taste for vintages."
kind of a man that can stand before was certainly not her weight. She
"I rather thoirg.it that might de- a shop iwlndow and spend an enjoy- seemed to have no weight at all. But
scribe him. Long, I want you to keep able ten minutes gazing at creations I did see the lovely shadow her eye­
your eyes open when you are at his of millinery,
Sutt
lashes made agulnst the whiteness
house. I want you to watch—all the j There was a feeling from the first of her face.
time.”
; that if it should only be lifted off
A woman picked up the silken week­
Alexander, you are the last man It would reveal a great, lovely heap ______
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end bag
that _______________
the unconscious girl had
We will photograph F R E E and p resen t one beautiful picture to
in the world to ask me to do anything of shimmering brown hair, arching carried, and drew the curtain for me.
every baby betw een th e ages of 6 m o n th s and 2'/z years, brought to
Di li is the slighte st breach in loyalty a face as pretty and piquant as the | She was a large, cheery-faced matron,
ou r studio during opening w eek Ju n e 18th to 23rd. T here is no
between a guest and his host.”
eyes of man could wish to see. It capable and determined, and under
obligation.
I rather hope I am, Long—yet a ! was Just that kind of a hat.
: ordinary circumstances I would have
deter five gets remorseless. I must. The train stopped at a station, and felt perfectly safe In leaving my pati­
guard against it. In this case—well, l a man In the opposite row of seats ent in her hands. But In this case, I
in this case, I should say it was quite j from mine left the train. His chair Went to work to effect the recovery
ot erwise. Maybe you don’t know was considerably nearer the front of myself.
what I mean. I m not sure that I , the car than mine, so I slipped Into It.
It was the most simple form of
know myself, i have rather vague ; The girl’s profile was plainly visible ordinary faint; so I sent the woman
EDWIN THOMAS
Ideas instincts, I guess you’d call to me now.
i for smelling salts.
E. J. RATTON
them I can’t tell you what prompts
»be wore a little tailored suit of
"Maybe she's got some In her bag,”
form erly of S eattle, Wn.
t em. 1 don't know myself. Anyway, blue, and her silken bag Indicated she suggested.
von can be sure that I don't want you a week-end visit with a girl friend
1 peered into the pretty conceit
DANNER
Motor Company
Announcing—
the
Opening of
C1
Monday Morning, June 18th
W
Free Photographs
All This Week