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pBOY CRAZES Lltv GRACE PERKINS , BYNOPSW: While Rope Ross Dais pac her room, where she is a prisoner, her newly acquired husband facet her antry ftithrr downstairs. She and Dlrkey are minor. Dickey's lather, "HlcHev." is wilUna to Help them and hat come ulth Dickey, but Mr. Roes disapproves of lllckey. Pvus, he knocks Dickey down. Chapter 18 "CALL AN AMBULANCE" AM arm stole around Papa Ross's boulder. 'A vivid, livening arm, and a voice sharp with fear called Into his ear. "Dad what's happened?" ' He uncovered his face slowly and gated down at Goody. Gradually his distorted features quieted. "You'd better call an ambulance." ha said toneleasly. "I've hurt him. I thank God, I didn't have a gnn." "Dad Ob, Dad!" They both stiffened aa the sounds behind the closed door of the bil liard room reached their ears. In stinctively they moved aside as the knob was grasped and a voice spoke a short, hardened command. The door swung open, and Hlckey stood purple o tbe collar around bis neck. Dnbson, obedient, but panting, was growling at their feet. Barely did Hlckey glance at them. Turned, with a mountainous dignity Hlokey marched with dignity and marched to a ladder-back chair where slumped a bridegroom of less than two rounds of the clock. Care, fullv Hlckey picked up bis son. And marched, silent end with su preme dignity, past the two In the corridor. "la ha badly hurt?" called Papa Rosa sharply. At the toot of tbe staircase Hlck ey turned. "Shall I shall we call an am bulance!" put in Goody huskily. Hlckey's arms saggod from the ihoer weight of his muscular bur den. One fleeting glimpse of the boy's bleeding face, eyes closed In grateful unconsciousness, struck the vision of the two who stood half cowering In the light of the billiard room. "1 wll take enre of my son," snld Hlckey with labored breath. "You take care of your daughtor!" Tightly he gathered his burden, and spoke to the dog at his heels. Goody anl Papa (loss watched the procession up the broad stair case. Heard the voices In the upper hall. Heard tbe slam of the front door. Heard tbe sound of Hlckey's ear. And then heard no more. The following day, Mr. Ross did not go to his office. He himself un locked Hope's door In the morning, and once more marshalled tbe cook In and out with a breakfast tray of food. The room waa empty save for the hungry kitten cuddled In the taffeta bedspread that had been tossed on tbe flooi1. From behind Horn's bathroom door came sounds of a running shower, gasps and gur gles of grateful shock In the bride's pliant treble. When Hope, wrapped In a hand erochoted bathrobe of orange, green, and lavender silken threads, swung open ber bathroom door and gated about, her bright blue eyes lighted on the breakfast tray set In the sunshine to that the painted cherries and peaches and grapes stood out on the gay yollow china Ilk living frulL Her nnae crinkled, and her small bare foot tapped thoughtfully. A particularly rasp ing meow from Sassy made up her mind. Kitten In her lap, Hope tat down and fed It cream and bits of parsley from her omelette. Disdainfully she OF INDUS, BELIEF BUENOS AIRES. March 31. (AP) Hope that Colonel P. H. Pnwrett. Brit I h explorer who hie bwn mtaa ttif In the Brazilian Jungle for even yeara end long ego given up for dei d. might eitll be found alive, tu further revived here today hy Ca pui n Lute Loiif obi rd I , Italian explorer who spent 8 yeara in the Brat-Ulan MM to Oroeao aertton. Captain Lonnobard. Mid he be lieved Col Fawceti waa prieoner of the Bornroa Indiana, aoo miles tui of the Madeira river, A card adtlmufd 516 K Muln ftt Will Ming "THE rULLKH BKUSH MAM" e our doot. tasted her orange Juice, and won dered why a single taste should drain the glass. Merely for curi osity's sake she lifted the cover from one dish and closed ber eyes faintly at tbe tight of hot bran muf fins, and two pats of fresh aweet butter. Tbe tang of coffee teased her. . . , She and Sassy scraped tbe tray clean between them, and once more Hope lifted tray and dishes and flung them out ber window into the rocky brook below, on tbe theory that nobody could really tell wheth er or not she had eaten! ' Slowly and thoughtfully she dressed. Quite carefully she ex plained the dire necessity of pecul iar proceedings to Sassy, begglni the rat not to worry and to pleaM put up with a few hardships Jus' for an hour or so. Then with Infinite patience, aha knotted together her sheets, and vigorously pushing her bed over to the window, fastened one end of her rope to the bedfoot. The long end she tossed out the window. Next Sassy was tenderly picked In a tiny overnight bag, padded nltb boudoir pillows to protect his pedi greed bones. Out tbe window, flung aa far as possible, so that It might miss the brook, went ber own full-sized valise. Next, ' with prayers and past the two In the corridor. mumbled pleas, the overnight ban containing Sassy, Then with urgent speed, Hope climbed up on ber bed and began to edge over to the window, grasp lng (he sheet mightily, and testing its strength. No doubt the servants had re ported the varioua accumulatlona o( cast outs from her window. At any rate, before Hope had one foot out on her perilous Journey aheetwarda, her bedroom door was suddenly un locked and Papa Ross entored. Hope! Come In out of there, at oncel" Pale but sharp-eyed, Hope stared at him. Not unless you're going to act human!" she called back shnrply. "Come In here at once, I sny." "I'm going to Dickey!" "There's no Dickey to go to! Come In hore." Hope jumped to the floor, gasp ing "What do you mean there's no Dlckoyt" "Come down bere, and I'll tell you. I want to talk to you, Hope." She glanced fretfully toward the window. "But my kitty It will die " "The cook has your cat. Come here, I say, child. I have news for you. Rad newa, I suppose, but I ex pect you to be thoroughbred enough " "Has anything happened to Dick eyt" Only the sternest sense of duty, only the deepest faith In hla sense of right, prevented Papa Rosa from melting at that wall. "No. Nothing baa happenod," rr said slowly, "Except that he's corn to bis sensos, I suppose." "What do you meant" "I don't know anything abon him," Papa Ross shrugged, an wondered why ha could not me the child's eyes. "He hasn't bee: near me since he brought yo home yesterday, and lost his ten per to such an extent that he thrau me against the door and very neat ly broke my arm." (CoevrlcM Oroee Perkins) When Hep rtfuMt to bffll,v, him, Mr. Rot, produce, proof. Hope InvtstiQattt on Monday. JOBLESS MAY TAKE Sill JIHOUT FEE SALEM, March 81. (AP) Th atatt am cnmmlMion, if It la pot- nif, wtu rnv unrmployrti pr- ! aona from th paymnt of Iht visual j Uren ret of 80 pnta impend for j tlia Uklnf of amU on their annual run up tha Sartdy rirer. Hal B. Hnaa, wrftary of atate, announced today. Tli announcement waa marte toiiow hiR a ronfrrenca between Hom and Harvey Morelanrt, rtlwtor, and Mali Ryokman, aupertntendent of hatch riea, here yeeterday. trt uitw ol Piorey inaumttf e Serf ioj and Chauncey Kirey o 9 Com- minijnT, now located on 4th I PEDFORD MAIL TAILSPIN TOMMY AKS MHWVtS A saw rzre-jr s9AU WHCH Tt nAHABAJAH AS HONOR. 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