PAGE SIX
MEDFORD SOlTL' TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, 1I0NDAY, AUGUST 15, 1932.
Gamblers Throw
BYKOPS1B: Expecting '
tack trom Ashwood's ganntitrs.
led by Luoci against their leader,
Jerry Calhoun and Stevens pre-
Jare their defense, Ashwood it
aiding Nanvv Wentworth, Luecl
and three othere prisoners on hie
Uland. Two men have been mur
dered by eomeone unknown, ana
all the prisoner! are lirvl
strained trom the heat.
Chapter 81 '
"DROP YOUR GUNI"
VERY quUtlr, Itntenlnf for
sounds from tha servanta"
quarters, Jerry and Stevens walked
down the loug, silent ball of the
west wing.
Door after door they passed un
til at last they reached that which
they knew opened Into Luccl's
room. Here they stood for many
moments, listening against the
pin panels for sounds of the oc
cupant. Of LuccI there was not the
least sound, but their bearing was
disturbed by the steady footfalls
of a man In the next room, who
appeared to be pacing back and
forth within the close confines as
ship's captain marches to and fro
on his lofty bridge. But LuccI was
latlll out of the building. Ot that
tinuch the pair were sure. He could
jacarcely have gone to sleep with
'bis plans for the night so close to
(maturity.
' "Who Is doing all the walking?"
whispered Jerry cautiously.
Stevens glanced about, mentally
tallying the occupants of each
room.
"HamlUoe," he bruathed and tip
toed to the door trom which the
founds were Issuing. After a mo
ment ot stony Immobility, he beck
oned to the flyer, who Joined him,
ear to panel.
The man within, walking rest
lessly, could be heard muttering
disjointed phrases. As his rolce
rose and fell, scraps of sentences
came to the eara of the tense men
outside.
"Chicago . . . always talking
. . . driving me mad with . , . Wil
liams, another word and I'll kill
Ten steps forward, ten steps
back. Ten forward and ten back,
endlessly. The muttering sub
elded. Jerry straightened up and
looked at Stevens with growing
horror In his oyes. The little man
till crouched, attentive, his calm
face showing no expression. The
voice rose again.
"Martin's pop eyes, always look
ing . . . looking , . . can't play Can
Held with those eyes staring. . . .
Too hot to wear wool, . . , Price go
ing down . . . Martin's fault, damn
him." The voice rose In sudden
crescendo. "I'll kill him and then
I'll be cool again!" The footsteps
ran across the room. There came
the sound of a key turning In the
lock.
The detective straightened up
and dragged Jerry to a position
agalnBt the wall, Just beyond the
binges of the door, Hamilton, wild
eyed, dishevelled, stopped out Into
the dim ball, njieavy automatic In
bis band. In an Instant, Stevens
bad twisted the gun out ot his
grip. Jerry, his powerful arms
round the slender figure ot the
erased man, pushed him, strug
gling, biting and kicking, back into
bis room.
"It's too hot to start anything
tonight, sir," Stevens told him,
soothingly.
Hamilton still struggled, but his
emotional crisis ha? passed, He
, looked thin, haggard and old.
"I must see Martin," he whis
pered helplessly. "If I can see
Martin tor a minute, everything
will be all right. It'll be cool again,
the price ot wool will go up and
we'll have a little peace." ,'
"That's all right," murmured
.Jerry, lifting him and placing him
at full length on the bed. "You'll
ee blm In the morning."
Swiftly, skillfully, Stovens lied
his hands and feet with torn strips
ot sheeting, adjusted his limp fig
ure to a comfortable position and
pushed a pillow under his head.
He walked to the dresser, opened
several drawers, thon, with an ox
clamatlon ot satisfaction, took out
a double handful ot cartridge clips
and stowed them In his pocket.
"See you In the morning, Mr.
Hamilton," he said quietly. He
witched off the light and followed
Jerry Into the hall, carefully lock
ing the door behind htm. "Come
on, kid. We got a gun, now."
The living room was still de
serted. They stepped out on the
porch, looking toward the north
where, near the end ot the long,
narrow Island, the hangar nestled
beside the Inlet. From the direc
tion of the hangar came a dart
figure, making no effort at conceal-1
menu
The aound ot voices could be
beard from tha westerly cornor of
FROM WATER IN WEEK
KNOENS, Ore,, Aug. 15. (P)
Word reached here today that Ken
neth Hatch, B. son ot Mr. and Mr.
Kenneth Hatch of Florence, nmcued
two youngsters from drowning with
in the put week.
First, he saved two-year-old Bruce
Olra'rd after the tot had fallen trom
a boat Into Allison lake. A couple
of days later he rescued hla sinter.
Betty, 7, who had .fallen In the Slu
slaw river near the north fork bridge,
at Florence.
1 .
PORTLAAND. Aug. IS. IJP) The
first Dlllard cantaloupes to make
their appearance In Portland this
seaeon. arrived today, shipped by
WaaUajr WiUiam, Pougiaa oouoif
bf EuAixuz L. Adam..
the porch. The footsteps ot two
men crunched through the saw
grass and the sand. Those would
be Asbwood and Emory, Jerry de
cided, returning (rum their stroll,
ihe flyer crouched a little, sens
ing an approaching crisis. The
three walking men would reach
the porch steps simultaneously. He
felt Stevens' arm brush against bis
side and beard the faint metallic
click ot a safety catch. He could
see the cripple's white hair,' now,
almost within reach from the porch
ralL Suddenly the two strollers
stopped. The white head turned
toward the oncoming figure.
"Who Is that?" Ashwood In
quired, Idly furious.
"It's me, LuccI."
"Have you torgotten that I told
you to remain In your room at
night?" , '
Stevens, on bands and knees,
crept toward the rail, Jerry close
at his side.
"Ah, to hell with you and your
orders!" snarled LuccI. "Stick
em up. qulckl I'm covering you
and aching to drill you both!"
"You are Indiscreet, Lucci," the
cripple told him coldly. "Have you
forgotten my guards with their
machine guns?"
"Not by a damn eight!" retorted
the gangster. "They're my guards
nowl Since you're fading outa the
picture they're Joining my mob,
starting now. Listen, Llmpy, either
you're Joining up with me, or I'm
going to bump you oft, here and
now, see7" His voice was malig
nant. Jerry bad no doubt that he
would carry out his threat.
"Drop your gun, One-shotl"
Stevens did not raise bis voice
but the effect of bis words was al
most magical. Ashwood and Emory
Jumped In surprise. There was a
crimson spurt from Luccl'a auto
matic The bullet apatted between
the two crouching men on the
porcb. The gangster, with a curse,
turned and ran at full speed to
ward the hangar, zigzagging and
dodging behind the slender trunks
of the palma as be continued his
precipitate flight through the dark
ness. Ashwood'a gun flamed once,
"Better cut It, Llmpy," said the
detective calmly, "You'll need all
your cartridges. Wish you could
get my old revolver from the fellor
who frisked me. Those new
fangled automatics are always Jam
mlng at the wrong time."
His voice was mildly regretful
as ha fussed with the Instrument
In bis band. The cripple gated
wonderingly at the porch.
"And tbey say there'a no Santy
Clausi" he marvelled.
"Better come up bere and let's
talk It over," suggested the old
man casually.
' The screen door squeaked on Its
hinges. . Jorry spun around, bis
muscles- quivering, tensed for sud
den action. Then he 'relaxed. It
was Alfred, the steward. He
glanced at tha two vigilant men.
"Beg pardon, sir," be bowed, an
anxious frown on his usually ex
pressionless forehead. "I was look
ing tor Mr. Ashwood, sir."
"Here I am, Alfred," called the
orlpple, limping up the steps.
"What Is it?"
"Sir, I must tell you that the
other servants have all gone down
to the hangar. I'm afraid there Is
trouble, sir. Here Is a revolver.
You will need It soon, I think."
"Good boy, Alfred. Better keep
the gun. Any more ot them
around?"
"No, air. I had this one hidden
under my mattress."
"So the whole outflt has de
serted, eh?" The leader's voice
held a tinge ot regret. "I had
thought they were loyal,"
"They were, sir," the steward as
surod him, "until LuccI told them
they would be arrested as aoon as
you left. Since they knew I would
not Join them, they did not trust
me. I do not know their plans but
I think they are going to steal the
planea and fly awaj."
Ashwood turned to the others.
"Alfred was my batman during
the war," he explained simply.
we can count on him."
There came a aeries ot staccato
mapping noises, as though an ox-
driver were flicking his whip about
their ears. The five dived uncere
moniously for the shelter of the
living room. From the easterly cor
ner of the house the kolfe-llke
flashes of a machine gun stabbed
the darkness.
"That's the guard on the Inshore
beach," aald the cripple. "Seem to
be pretty well aurrounded, don't
we?"
, (Copyright, Dial Press)
In the mldit of the eonfutlon, te
morrow, Nancy dlsappaara.
Rrower. The shipment consisted of
one lot or atandards which sold to
the Arlington club at $3.50.
Husband Witness
As Wife Drowns
PARMA, Idaho, Aug. 15. (AP)
Kfllth Wllkie, 14, and Mrs. Emma
Cirey, 31, drowned In the Wle tlver
here yesterday while the hiubend oj
the elder woman looked on hetpleM-
ly. unable to swim. The girl slipped
into the water from the bank ot the
river where she was fishing. Mre.
drey leaped in after her but the
awlft current and deep water caught
them both.
8AI.EM. Ore., Aug. IS !) Rob
ert Stewart, 7, son of Rev. and Mrs.
J. R. Stewart ot Snlem, was fatally
Injured tonight at Qulnby, Ore., when
he climbed a tree and came Into
contact with a high voltage wire.
Graves Jewelry 6hop, one block
MO 9f BDolU? tUPM WIMBi
POET IN
TO DI
DIAMOND LAKE, Aug. 18 (Spl )
Th following poem waa found tack
ed to the bulletin board at Diamond
Lake lodge. It wac signed Nelson H.
Randall, who was registered from
Carmel-by-the-Sea, California.
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SPECIAL.
INTERVIEW
WITH NESS, .
THE CANDIDATE
FOR 56NATCR
FOR THE: .
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PARTY
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MUTT AND JEFF
BRINGING UP FATHER By Ceor McManu.
WHAT TJIO YOU , WivNT YOU TO ft J j , J ' II' y II 1 ' W I I ..... g,
Zr-f W'CIAL. r- " 1 D1FFtRCNJ VWENiail THAT THEy WII.U VBS-WHATS 1 rT I TX3NT
s OCCAWON Yrmt1KJ '- y.WTUNM ?J ARE ELBCTtrrT &OYERWS THE MATTER? i WANTtSbL
A Jewel In a mountain setting,
It waters crystal clear;
Held fast by Its verdant wooded banki
And guarded by Thellson'a spear;
Afire with the hues and colors
Of a sun that's setting low;
Or glistening In the silver
That moonbeam; may bestow.
A Jewel In a mountain setting
And they call It Diamond lake;
A paradise for fishermen
Who would the limit take;
A Joy for all who may behold.
And all who see It say
They'd like to linger on and on.
And never go away.
Three-Point's Aerial
TO
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Should Have Taken
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ELECT L
SEASIDE, Ore., Aug. 15. (P)T.
E. J. Duffy of Bend w&s elected presi
dent of the Oregon state Elka here at
the final business aeaalon of the an
nual convention of the lodge.
Choice of the 1933 convention city
Defy!
A Dinner Pail
Wot?
2sT.-v ?vV, a - -r i saw - ' L'J ' KKU'tNU HUbbC" jy I MM I Itwvw I
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vu left to the mld-wlnter executive
meeting, although sentiment at the
convention appeared to fivor Eu-'
gene.
Other officers are A. C. VanNuya
of Corvallla, first vlce-prealdent; B.
C. Lamb of Tillamook, second vice
president; Harold B. Heldman of
Pendleton, third vice-president; A.
W. Jones of Salem, re-elected treas
urer; J. L. Tucker, Portland; Perry
O. DeLap, Klamath Falls, and E. H.
Jones, Baker, trustees.
August special. Three loads 16-ln.
slabs tor ee.75. Med. Fuel Co. Tel.
631.
Hop Pickers Pay
Ten Cents Lower
SALEM, Ore., Aug. 15. (API
Hop pickers In this vicinity will re
ceive 80 cents a hundred, or 35 cents
a nine-bushel box, this year It was
decided by Salem district members
of the Oregon Hop Growers' asso
ciation at a meeting nere today. This
year's price is 10 cents lower than
last year's.
Permanent waves HM, wet finger
waves 35c. Prevost Beauty Shop, 15
Laurel, Phone 727-J.
I
(CAt
Garner to Visit
Roosevelt Home
HYDE PARK, N. Y., Aug. 13. (AP)
Governor Roosevelt, spending the
last week-end at his Hudson river
home before entering upon a two
months Invasion of Republican terri
tory, tomorrow will entertain hi
running mate on the Democratic na
tional ticket, Speaker John Garner
of Texas.
Desirable houses always In first
clsss condition for rent, lease or sale.
Call 105.
By GLENN CHAKFLN
and UAL FuRKESX
By C. M. PAYNE
By EDWIN ALGER
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TWt VMlMDrM 1HEM,NHEN
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PULL Sr-JOOTS AT'Er-or OH,
By BUD FISHER