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SfEPFOIlD MATT, TRIBUNE, MEDFOR1). OREGON. FRTDAT, MARCH 18, 1932. PAGE TWELVE By OLBSN CHAKF1N and UU- FOKKtSt TAILSPIN TOMMY The Lure of Other Men's Riches pBQY CRAZ .Li Iv GRACE PFRKTVg SYXOPSIS: Ticentvtour our after her runawau marrioge with Dtckey Hole, Hope Hose Dale finde hereett separated from her hut band. Her lather, turioue at the marriage, sonde her to her room teirti the returns with Plckcv, while ho nnil Picket qniirret, fihe is 17, but it determined to stick ha Picket. Chapter It INSANE AND MEDIEVAL IDEA8 WITH a shriek Hope rushed past " her father to the window. Tearing back the curtains to se what she couldn't believe was true to see the unholy, lorable, outrageous roadster disappearing (round the bend of the driveway oft down the road! "Dickey!" she screamed. "Dick ey!" Slowly, Hope turned back to face her father. Blood of the same blood: each with the same granite will and Imporlous pride, they faced each other. Both were pale, with yes that seemed to have forgotten love In this, their greatest moment of conflict. "What did you do with him!" she demanded throatlly. "Where did be goT What dll you do to him?" Strangely still stood John Howard Ross, his thin pale Hps twitching, his eyes unblinking and almost glit tering as he stared steadily at ber. "Dad I You're hurt. Daddle, Hope struggled valiantly be tween the fear of a little girl before the father she had boen trained to obey and respect, and her own des perate faith In a new love. Strug gled to swallow the welter of tears that were straining at her throat, and the very hungry, very tnlnt and rery helpless feeling that was steal Ing over hoi-. "I want you to know, Dad," she said with deadly certainty, "that nothing can keep me away from Dlrkoy. I love him, Dad. Don't . look at me like that I I love him and I'm married to him. Daddle Don't look at me like that!" She was crying now bawling tponly like some three-year-old her hands pulling at ber dress. . . . "I'm sorry," she walled. "Sorry I lid It like I did. I shouldn't have, I suppose. But Mama was so mean to him, and none of you understand him, and Daddle, I love him so. I'm lorry. I didn't realize how I would hurt you. , . . But now, Daddle, or a million years from now, last night er years to coma In church with a veil It would be Dickey with me. Altcaii!" Still the unchanged expression stared stonily down on her. Hps twitching. Still the silence, despite the fact that In her earnestnoss she bad caught at the lapels of his coat, tugging to emphasize each swollen bill-strangled word. She flung herself, breathless, Into a huge high-back needle point chair, la echoing silence she cried until her sobs expended themselves In ker anger and fear. A sharp, stern voice cut In on her quivering breathleasness. "do to your room," said Tap Ross. She waited until she could see Mm plainly. See the grim, taut face tht had spoken those unfeeling words. Slowly she got to her feet. "Listen, Dad," she mnnaged husk ily. "You'ro not tnlr. Not to listen er oven speak to me. I didn't mean any harm. We haven't done any harm, except to" "On to your room!" Without another word. Hope started psst him. Becauno she irciildn't quite clearly see, nnd be esius she expocted him to stop aside for hor to reach the staircase, The bumped awkwardly against klra. GET DIVORCE DECREES DlroroM wer ftmntrd to two Jiu-k-on county rtwidtnu Tud.ny in cir cuit court at OrnnU P by Judge H. D. Norton. H. C. Brry of PSwt cr k w Brantd divorce from Jocphin N Bf rry of Medford chargtnff hr with cruel n Inhumnn treat mrnt. Mn. Beryl K Qreen of Mdlord M granted a divorce from Kred D Oreen, on the ume churR. Attotney Hlel R Allen of Grunt Ham reprenented both Mr. Biy and and Mra. Oreen. The otrio of Plorev Imurai.re Serf lee and Chauncey Plorey O 9 Com miiun-r. now l'teri in Uia 4th floor ot U Liberty mi$ A slight groan escaped his Hps, and his right band went up swiftly to the limp arm. "Dad! You're hurt. Daddle, what Is It 7 You're hurt I" All softness and sympathy she had turned toward him. But his right hand went up as a barrier. "Go to your room!" he repeated as It forcing each word through bis teeth. So noisy was Hope's refuge In weeplns when at last she reached uai' own be-taffeta'd and canopied bed, that she didn't bear a key turn in ber door. For centuries she lay, face downward, a fanciful wreck of a bride; finding only one warm and living comfort. Sassy eventually snuggled close to ber bot cheeks, mewing Intermittently, his white fur becoming entangled In ber yel low curls, as she clasped him to her grubby face and told blm over and over that It wasn't fair, and It couldn't go on. Dickey would return soon, and probably bring Hlckey, and surely her father would come to talk to her and then she'd ex plain just how It had happened. But dusk crept over the bills of Westchester, and It did go on, and Dickey didn't appear, nor did her father come to talk to ber. Eventually Hope bathed and dressed afresh, marveling at so much heararhe as she gazed into what Is It?" Hope orled. hor own bewildered, reddened eyes In the mirror. i At length she gained courage and with a quiet determination she walked to her door. But the door of her bedroom was locked 1 A wave of fury swept through Hope. And with the fury came the end of tears and repentance! If only there were a telephone In ber room! So often she had thought of asking tor one. And now If only she could bear Dlckey'i voice! It only she could know whore he was, and what he was doing. . . , At eight o'clock that night, the key turned In her lock and her door was flung open. On the threshold stood her father. Silent. Never glancing at her. Past him came Dill, the cook, bearing a tray whlcb she deposited on the end table be side Hope's pet armchair. "Good evening, Miss Hope," mum bled Cook from sheer necessity to greet the forlorn figure standing at the window. Hope started. Her eyes bad been on her father's unapproachable countenance. Now her little jaw grew square and her Hps curled. "I'm not Miss Hope," she said quite nastily. Oh, very nastily In deed. "I'm Mrs. Dale, Cook." "That will do, Dill," salt Mr. Ross sharply. "Yes, sir. Good night, Mrs. Dale!" Hope smiled with sour triumph as the cook clacked sedately through the doorway. But the smile faded as her father followed thi servant swiftly, closed the door and turned the key once more In the lock. "Dad!" she called, and flow to the door, beating It viciously with her small fists. "I won't have It! You can't ireat ma like that. 1 won't have It, you hear? I'm not a baby any longer, Listen to me!" But It Tapa Rosa was listening on the other side, no sound or mur mur came through the door to quiet her angee. "Treat me like a prisoner!" Hope cried. "1 never heard of such In. sane, medieval, outlandish, down right cruel Ideas In all my whole lite!" Copyright, Grace Perkiiiol But s witrii situation follows to morrow, whtn an Impnrtrtnt icon ) ttiood by Dlchty, Mr, Rots and MIcKty with Hops sbiont. SPECIAL GUARDS FOR L NITW YOPK, March IT (AP)-Ily Cutbertaon, bridge expert, ha placed r(ci Ih1 guards over hit two children berau of leitera threatening to kid nap them. The children am rtfi, a. and Bruce, a, who la called "Jump Bid" by hla parent. Tiflr govern wear a police whlatle o he can give an alarm If kidnaper appear. The Catholic ladle will pn0r a cooked food at at Week A- Orr'a furniture tore Saturday a. m.. March tfith. Mlu Kellehor and Mn. Weston will have charge. Picture framee mad to ordar Pvaiejra, opp. Ujlly meatex. 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