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    HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, JUNE 14, 1928.
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thickens when dropped on a
plate, It is done.
cold
When Eating Fish, Remember
If a fish bone becomes lodged in
the throat a raw egg swallowed Im
mediately after will carry the bone
away.
A Novel Polish for Patent Shoes
Sweet milk is said to be as good
as the best shoe cream for enameled
shoes. Remove dust and dirt from
the shoes, then wash them with
milk and after a few minutes wipe
off with a soft dry cloth.
Easy to Remember for Burns
If equal parts of white of egg
.and olive oil mixed are applied at
ones to a burn and the spot covered
with a piece of old linen, no blister
will orm.
Kills Smell of Paint
To rid a freshly painted room of
the odor of paint put a pail of
water in the room and change It
every few hours. A sliced onion or
lemon added to the water will ac
complish the result more quickly.
A Tid Bit for the Children's Lunch
Do not stand left-over berries and
cut fruits away in the refrigerator
where they will become mushy and
unpalatable, but turn them into a
tempting dessert for the children
by dropping them into a mold and
covering with flavored gelatin that
has been dissolved in hot water and
cooled. It takes but a moment and
seems a great treat to the little
folks.
7Edison Marshall ms ?m
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WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE
Dr. Long la visiting Southley Downs,
to which he Is conducted by Ahmad
DuS, an Oriental. There he meets Mr.
Southley, whom a detective friend, Al
exander Pierce, had told him to watch,
and hiB son Ernest Southley, Mr. Hay
ward and his son Vilas, and then Jose
phine Southley, whom he had seen faint
on the train. Josephine tells him the
story of Southley Downs and Its ghost,
which Is not the ghost of a human being
but of a tiger.
Dr. Long has a quarrrel with Vilas
Hayward over Josephine, and flnda that
the Haywards have a strange authority
over the Southleys. He is ordered to
leave Southley Downs. The rain pre
vents him leaving at once. Dr. Long
and Ernest go out on the road in the
rain looking for the tracks of a tiger
that Ernest says are there.
They find the tracks. Later Ernest
and Dr. Long see a prowling creature
In the hall of Southley Downs. This
frightens the elder Hayward, who also
sees It. Ernest begins to feel that Ah
mad Das Is perpetrating some deviltry.
Now read on
The old man sat down In a cush
ioned chair. He gave no heed to
the water pouring from his clothes.
He looked tired and listless.
"The levee Is breaking," he an
swered simply.
Only his son seemed to under
stand. I looked up from the work
of tying my shoes, procured In my
room on the way to the library. We
made a silent circle In the dim light.
What does It mean?" Hayward
cried. "Does It mean we'll be
drowned?"
He spoke hoarsely; but the an
nouncement steadied me. Floods
were material, and could be faced
They couldn't run and hide behind
the curtains.
"Nothing as bad as that," South
ley answered. "Of course It means
. a flood; but by no conceivable clr
cumstances can the waters reach
the top of the hill where this house
stands. But we'll be cut off from
civilization for days. The water
will sweep all around the hill, flood
the railroad bed, and All all the low
places eight feet deep. We won't
be able to reach the heights across
the valley."
Hayward seemed to leap toward
him. He simply appeared to break
before our eyes. His voice rose
shrilly, and he shook his arm In
Southley's face.
"Then get me out tonight!" he
screamed. "Get me away from this
house while there's yet time."
"I'm afraid it Is too late now,"
Southley answered.
"Call a car for me at once hear
me? There's still time to make the
rond. I won't stay here another
hour. Got on your feet, you fool
and call a car for me. You'll re
gret It if you don't."
"There's no one to drive but
Ahmad," Southley answered wearl
,ly. "And what about your son?"
"Damn my son! Damn this wick
ed house! Did you say Ahmad?"
For an instant we saw the battle
of two fears In his great face. "Get
Ahmad, then. I'll be ready as soon
as I find a coat Vilas can tend to
our business, and he'll communicate
with me."
Southley sighed; then got to his
feet. He touched a bell on the
table. Only a moment we waited.
Then through the door came Ahmad
Das calm, Imperturbable, his Ori
ental face quiet as a seer's. Never
was there such depth of shadow as
we saw In his eyes.
He came swiftly across the floor
with that marvelous, feline grace.
"Yes sahib "
"Get the touring car at once,"
Southley ordered. "You have to
take Sahib Hayward to the station.
Don't lose an instant The levee
Is breaking. It will be broken be
fore you return, so you'll have to
leave the car In the station and
come In a boat. Arrange for sup
plies while you're there we may
be cut off for weeks."
"I'll cut down the walk to the
base of the hill," Hayward Instruct
ed. "Pick me up there, and we'll
have at least a minute."
The Oriental bowed, then slipped
away. He went just like a shadow.
He found a raincoat In the hall, and
In an Instant he was out In the flood
of rain.
Hayward put on his own over
coat, and started out after him. The
rain and the darkness swallowed
them both.
A window had been left Just be
side the fireplace, and through It we
could ordinarily see the garage.
Ernest and I gazed through that
window. Ahmad was evidently
having dlfllculty in beating his way
through the storm. It was a long
time before we saw an Indication
that he had reached the garage.
Then we saw his auto lights flash
on.
We were barely able to make
them out although It was plain that
the garage door was open and they
were shining directly toward us. Of
course the distance was far; and the
piercing rays could hardly penetrate
the wall of rain. The lightning had
entirely ceased. We couldn't hear
the roar of the engine at all. Then
we saw, quite plainly, the track of
the lights as the car sped about the
shoulder of the hill.
Perhaps, In all, the walk to the
garage and the starting of the car
had taken four minutes. The walk
to the base of the hill, where the
postern path met the driveway, took
ordinarily two minutes. It was
straight downhill, and if Hayward
had walked swiftly at all, he would
certainly have two minutes to wait.
The cur came slowly, and still we
could see the faint luster In the rain
that was its lights.
They curved on to the base of
the hill. Then Ernest uttered a
syllable of exclamation. "He's
driven past the point," he said.
"Possibly Hayward has walked
on a few feet," I suggested.
The car slowed up and stopped
for a single instant then started
slowly on. It was hard to believe
that It halted long enough to per
mit the portly form of Hayward to
enter. It looked to us as if Ahmad
were trying to throw the car-lights
onto the side of the road. Then, to
our vast amazement, we saw him
turn around.
The car headed back, just
slowly, and circled about to the
garage.
The servant stopped the car in
the rain; and we waited a long
three minutes for him to drive on
again. We only knew he was stand
ing still from the faint blur of the
lights In the downpour. I don't re
member that we three men talked
at all. Possibly there were one or
two wondering remarks as to what
was the cause of the delay.
And Just then the dark form of
the Hindu came Into the hall. The
look of question on his face seemed
very real indeed. I remembered it
afterward, as did all Hie rest of us.
"Where," he asked, "Is Hayward
Sahib?"
"You mean Vilas?" Southley
asked.
"The elder Hayward, whom I was
to drive to the station."
"For Onrl'n mIip AhmnH' THH
you miss him? He started out in
the rain, and was going to meet
you at the foot of the path. Didn't
you understand?"
z"I looked but he wasn't there
Then I thought I had misunder
stood, and drove back to the garage.
He wasn't there cither."
"Good Lord, he'll be drenched. Go
down the path and And him."
"Yes, sahib "
My eyes were upon Ernest's face,
and suddenly his gaze met mine. I
think that we had the same thought.
"Wait a minute, Ahmad," he said
quietly. "Keep the door shut."
Then he turned to his father; and
stood for a long instant as if in
thought. "Father, I think that we'd
all better go and look for Hay
ward." We saw no sign of Hayward at
first. We got down to the drive
way, and flashed out lanterns all
along It We looked up and down
the path. We tried to call In the
beat of the rain.
"Good Lord!" Southley cried. "He
couldn't have got down into the
river and drowned!"
We scattered about, and began to
climb over the hillside. The rain,
the bobbing lantern, the echo of the
catastrophe, the dark house behind
us and the gathering lakes in front,
gave the scene a singularly dream
like quality. Then Ahmad, who
walked close beside me, tripped and
fell over something on the ground.
He uttered an oath in his own
tongue; then whirled to look. He
bent and felt about with his hand.
The place he stood was a little neck
of land that dipped down into the
flood-waters, an isthmus that sepa
rated the height on which the house
stood from the plateaus opposite.
"Bring the lantern," the Hindu
called. "I have found Sahib Hay-
Ward."
The lantern showed everything
very plainly. We understood why
Hayward had not met the servant
at the house. His neck was broken,
as If by a giant's blow.
We didn't stop to examine the
body on that rain swept hillside. I
had known the neck was broken
simply by the way the great head
dropped back when we lifted the
shoulders from the ground. The
four of us carried him into the
house, not an easy load at all. Vilas
Hayward met us at the door.
The effect on the younger Hay
ward was hardly what I expected.
It was true that I didn't look for
prostration. He was the kind of
man that grows away from his par
ents In late boyhood.
"My father?" he shrieked. The
sound went high and wild In the
storm. "Don't dare to tell me he's
dead."
'We don't dare to tell you any
thing else, because ie is," Ernest
answered.
Vilas leaped toward Southley;
and for an Instant I thought he
would attack him. His face was
drawn hideously In the half-light.
He had evidently left his bed only
when the levee gave way; he was
only partly dressed.
Then you re the devil that killed
him! You, I say, Southley! You
killed him to get rid of him, and
you'll be trying to kill me next!"
Don't be silly," I cautioned
swiftly. "I was with Mr. Southley
up to the moment that we found
him."
Then It was you, Long, In South-.
ley's pay. I won't believe anything
else."
Ernest tried to quiet him, and
after he had got him away, I took
the covering from the dead man's
face. I made a close examination
of the body. My aged host knelt
beside me. Nothing but a super
human blow could have so broken
the neck. It could not have been
from a fall; beause only a severe
fall could have done It, and out on
the Isthmus where wo had found
the corpse there were no heights to
fall from. Besides, thero was plenty
of other evidence that some sort of
a blow had killed him. The worst
of them all were two, deep parallel
grooves on his face, from which the
flesh had been simply raked. The
flesh was discolored, too.
"It's plain as the nose on your
face that the man was murdered,"
Southley said. "Any coronor's Jury
In Florida would say so. And the
sooner we get word into town the
better."
At least," I asneworod, "the mur
derer can't get away. Unless he
got out before the levee broke, he's
on the Island with us."
"And It doesn't seem likely that
he could get out without super
human strength and agility. Of
course it might have been possible
for a speedy runner to reach the
highlands across the valley before
the flood waters swept over the isth
mus, but its certain he couldn't get
back to civilization. The. first thing
to do is to post guards to watch
over the lowlands, and see that he
doesn't get out"
Southley's eyes met mine, t had
never seen better self-control.
"The first thing to do is to quiet
the negroes," I told him. "They are
terrorized. The next is to send for
aid."
The old man turned quickly. "Do
you mean the coroner?"
"Yes. The State will send de
tectives. I will be glad. It Is cer
tain that one of us three will have
to face a murder charge, and the
sooner It is cleared up the better."
"But we three were together "
"That won't matter. They will
say we hired one of the negroes to
commit the crime. We can impro
vise a raft tomorrow to bring the
coroner."
"We can do better than that I've
got a little sneak-boat just a canoe
that I use for ducks. We'll have
to have a bigger one to bring sup
plies; but It will carry a message to
the mainland.
There was little else to do in the
rain. We went into the den, and
just as morning broke we told Er
nest and Vilas our plans. The rain
was less violent now. The storm
was at the ebb.
"I am sorry I said what I did."
Vilas apologized. "It was the ex
citement of the moment But I
would like to know what you think,
Southley. What killed my father
accident or murder, or what?"
Your father was struck down
there is no question about It"
Southley replied. "He was killed
by a blow from some unknown
source. There is every reason to
think that his slayer is still about
this house and plantation, and every
possible effort will be made to chase
him down. No one will be able to
leave first because of a rule that
necessity prescribes; and second, be
cause of the flood. Detectives will
be sent out here to ' investigate."
"And what was the blow dealt
with?" Vilas asked nevously.
"Couldn't you find the weapon?"
Southley looked at him sharply.
"That will be hunted for tomor
row," he replied. "All we could tell
was that he was struck with some
blunt sort of a weapon, and with
terrific power enough power to
snap his neck like a reed. The blunt
weapon must have had two nails
or spikes because there are two
deep parallel scratches in the bruis
ed flesh."
My eyes were upon Vilas' face.
He didn't look at us.
"I only know one thing one kind
oi a weapon tnat would leave a
mark like that," he said in a strange
harsh tone. "And that isn't a wea
pon at all. It's an animal's paw."
"And that is the one thing that
must be forgotten by all of us, if
we are to learn the truth," Southley
told him. "It only brings horror,
not clear thought. Forget the leg
end at once, and begin with clear
eyes. That's our only chance."
With this, our little group broke
up. Ernest tried to snatch a few
hours of sleep on the sofa. I had
plans of my own that necessitated
a consultation with the negro that
was to carry word to the coroner
when the sun rose. And just as I
came back from my talk with him I
met Josephine on the stairs.
"Where are you going?" I de
manded. She seemed surprised at my tone.
"And what right have you to
ask?" she answered me.
She might have been the spirit
of the dawn Itself In her soft gray
drape, and the light of stars in her
eyes. I knew from her look that
she had heard of the tragedy.
"It is just that I'm afraid for
you," I told her humbly. "No one
knows what might not happen in
this house."
"And you are still watchful for
me even since last night?"
Of course she referred to the
scene in the den. No words can
tell how appealing, from the shad
ows of the stairway, was her voice.
(Continued next week.)
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Tis the month of gifts and sur
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graduate; the Bon Voyage gift; re
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And in most households the ques
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Remembering previous scrambles
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A delicious recipe that can be
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on the emergency shelf.
Use a can (2 cups) green corn
Vi chopped green pepper, 2 table
spoons chopped pimiento, 1 table
spoon chopped onion, 1 teaspoon
salt, 2 eggs, beaten, and V cup
sweetened condensed milk. Blend
thoroughly, pour Into buttered bak
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25 minutes.
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To prevent the seeds from hard
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That answers the question of "Why save, after all?" But
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