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P'AttE ETC TIT BEDFORD MAIL TItlBUKG, MEDFORD. OREGON, THURSDAY, APRIL 7, 1932. fBOY CRAZ?S LI lv GRACE pfhktV.s . ..tUl'SIb: "Dkey tl'.il caret . r.te?" Hope Koai e.skt her turner farer'ln'lao, Wlckry Dale, bet hat tailed ott tht tame loet, rotina to rteet Vlckey, Hnpe hat f.M learned that her father de-.-M'?d her ttheH he- htt her mar. t.aue annulled, attd that Dtrkev v prevented bv ir. Rott from reaching her. Chapter 3S SOMETHING BLUC HtCKEY laughed. A crooked broken laugh. "Your picture ti still In hln ratch-caae." he Bald slowly. "Go md ask Mm to show It to you.' For one second Hope stood poised. Then, forgetting Sassy, and forget ting Hlckey, she turned and raced out of the room. Hope was on a wild-eyed search. All over the boat, from bar to salon, up and out on the decks, without bat or cape, fighting her way through the wind from one end ot the ship to the other. And find ing him, eventually In a forbidden spot, which meant that she had to climb chains and railings to get op to the bridge where Dickey stood with the captain. "Dickey," she cried. "What time Is Itf Tell me, honey, what time is It?" They brought her, still demand ing the time, down to the captain's suite. "No. By your watch, Dickey,' she Insisted. "I must know the flme by your watch!" Dickey went gray around tbe lips, and turned to the captain. "I don't think Miss Ross Is well," he stammered. "I understand." nodded the cap tain. But he didn't quite. Until much later that evening. For Dickey and Hope, with so muoh to say, so many questions to be answered, so many questions that didn't need answering any more, suddenly found that hardly a spot on that huge vessel was sa cred to lovers. Meanwhile, Judy, In spite of Tom's white-faced annoyance, was marching grimly tor Hope, sending the Carters In one direction, and any steward within sight to search out every known corner. And when at last Hope rushed up to Judy and nearly knocked her over with hugs and kisses and breathless explana tions, Judy almost fainted with relief. Quite unplanned and unexpected was the round up In Hlckey's suite. Nobody knew Just who made the suggestion that they got married thon and there by the captain. But Dickey leaped at the Idea, his eyes lighting up Into that old blue spark, and a broad shy grin gratefully hiding the scar of stitches on his iaw. "Will you, Hope? Will you marry mo right now?" Hope tried to say yes. She really did try. But her face wrinkled up Into a childish pucker and she nod ded her head Instead, gulping back her happiness. After that, there was a general mad-house. Everyone had a sug gestion, everyone a gift, everyone was talking at once. Not even to change her black vel vet would Dickey permit Hope to leave his side. "Listen, cricket," he said with that memorably bossy air ot his. "Last time you married me Just as you were. Thla time you're going to do the same. That's orders, baby I " The old pet name, tbe old ring In his voice, and Hope was glad ot the contusion that prevented the need of answering. For suddenly through her tired, happy, confused mind, there rose a picture nf her old home In Westchester, ot the brook that ran beneath her window, and the weeping willows that bent In the broexes. ... Of the times that Dickey would call for her In a mon strous atrocity of a roadster, and of that long ride from the Country Club to the Justice ot the Peace where she had found neither fust ic nor pence. . . . "Something bluel You-all must wear something blue!" drawled a voice In her ear. And Millie's south ern leg went up to be stripped of a blue-satin garter. "Something old," Hlckey piped In as he drew the cork ot a wine bottle. "I'm something old, and by thunder, I ought to do for any wod ding." "Let'a it alerted." suggested Dickey as he slapped his father on JOIN TARIFF PLEA PORTLAND. Ore., April 7, AP) An alliance of lumber and pulp manufacturer of the Pacific north went with operator In the eouthern itatee. in the interest of an Import tax on lumber and pulp, waa pre dicted by Oregon lumbermen here today. The ainate finance committee will be urged to Include auch an import tax in the revenue bill. Representatives of the north weat will Join with thoee from the aouth In personal appearance before the aenate finance committee. CAHCAOIA Cameron a w mill re turned, opexatluua, :ha KLo-ider and m.-rly spilled the wine. "We can drink all the toastx later. Come on, Hope." "Oh, Lordy!" walled Millie as she grasped tbe arm of her westerner, and watched Hope and Dickey head down the corridor. "I Just have a feeling something awtul's going to happen. . Now Isn't that too silly, but I can't help It. It's like a premonition!" "Shut up, for heaven's sake," snapped Judy as she followed Hlckey. "Or there'll be murder at sea." Flight after flight they climbed, the whole gabbling crew, joined by every person they recognized, or who had known Hope and Dickey. Joined by everyone, that Is, but Lillian Toft, who was perched on a table in the bar, swearing that she Intended to sue Hope for alienation ot affections. . , , At the narrow twisting staircase that led up to the captain's room, Hlckey commanded the party to halt. Up he went himself to an nounce the excitement, and to re quest the captain to make way for & wedding. For the longest time he was gone. Gone behind the door of the cap tain's room. While at the foot ol the staircase stood Hope and Dickey, side by side, breathless, wordless, listening to all that wai said, and grinning Idiotically. The minutes dragged. A sens) of restlessness ran through thi crowd. Tighter became Dickey's grip on Hope's clammy hand. . . , And at last the captain's door waa flung open and Hlckey ap peared. A crestfallen and sad-eyed Hlckey, gaxlng down on them. With the captain smlllirg quizzical ly behind him. "You can come up," announced Hlckey sorrowfully, "but you won't like It!" Dazed, Dickey and Hope looked at each other. "Whv. In the name of God?" shouted Dickey from the toot ol tbe staircase. The captain pushed his way to the front. Explaining, most apolo getically, that stories, tales and re man co j notwithstanding, he could not read a marriage service for them. Not even considering ths friendship he felt for both Dickey's and Hope's fnthers. Only when on Is dying and wishes to marry an other ao that the estate might bs Inherited, or when the ship was doomed to sink; only In cases of ex treme emergency was such a mar riage permissible. To the selected few who were In vited up a few moments later, the captain went on to placate the dole ful lovers. "It Is not a ruling ot the steam ship companies," he sighed with true sympathy. "It Is a land rule. You've no Idea how mnny requests I have for wedding services. And no idea of what troubles and en tanglements it would mean It 1 compiled. Just figure tor yourself! I would like nothing better than to oblige." "Well," Hlckey filled In the blank silence that followed the cap Iain's ultimatum, "It's only four teen hours until landing time." Hope and Dickey gazed at each other tragically. "Gee," Dickey breathed heavily. "Wo's waited so long. Darn near live years now." "Say, what's the matter with you two?" Hlckey grumbled with feigned Irritation. "Here you kids have a happy ending, and still you're not satisfied. You're worse than the show business!" "1 Just knew It!" Millie's voice poured Itself softly through the room. "I Just knew something ter rible would happen!" "Aw, will somebody step on that?" pleaded Tom Post nervously. 'Judy, do you mean to tell me we can't get rid of Hope tonight?" 'Well," Dickey grinned as he ac cepted a special frosted glass from the captain. "This makes twice I've been done out of a real wed ding. Believe me, tomorrow we're going to make the rounds. We're going to get married civil, church and evory way they serve It." Hope looked wistfully at Dickey close beside her. "I'm game," ah) agreed. "But what wouldn't I glvi right now for a nice rhaplalnl And I don't mean Charlie!" (Copyright, Oraot Perh4nj THB BNfl, T. JOHNS, N. T.. April (AP) j Newfoundland wu expected to r 1 ort to a national government today to placata the mob which yesterday manned the windows of tM hoime of aMembly and fanned the p reel pi tout flight Into hldlnc of Premier Sir Richard Sqnlrea. Kel)ination of the Squlrea joern ment, the promiae of which halted the aiifiry moba determination to , throw the premier into the harbor, had not been received t 10 a. m. to- , day. J The tun (tested national government would be headed by P. C, Aide rd Ice, ! pmeut oppoaitlou leader, TAILSPIN TOMMY S'MATTER POP If BOUND TO WIN FjFTER H5 FEW SNOODS , BUTCH a- Boyue lapsed bmck imto UNCONSCIOUSNESS CHIEF DIEMHART LEARNED. 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