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I t PXGE EIGHT MEDFOHD U'AJL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 11, 1932. IS Nothing Venture jb by Patricia Wentworlh SYSCPS1S; Exhaustion otet takes San Wears alter she ore iirl. Hellish, her housekeeper, to reveal that she saw Rosamund L'areut leave Jervis' room at i o'clock the morning Jervis dtsap peared. Rosamund, Van tecle sure, ie leagued with Robert Leon erd against her husband, although once engaged to hint. Perhaps Jervis ts still in love tctth Rosa mund. Has he gone with: herl Chapter 4S HORRIBLE AWAKENING ! JERVIS WEARS opened his eyea. He might as well have kept them (hut, because he could see nothing. An even blackness with no shading In It confronted him. He dropped tils lids and slipped back Into a vague halt consciousness. I Presently he moved, threw out n arm, and groaned. The sound ot this groan was the first to reach his ears since he had heard Rosamund more beside him In the dark Just before he leaned forward to put on the lights of her car. He heard his own groan, and opened bis eyes again. He was still In the dark. But where was Rosa mund, and where was the car? He sat up and felt his head. There was a lump on the back of It like a tennis-ball. His right leg felt numb. He put down one band gropingly, anrl touched stone. The damp cold o'.' It roused him. He .'.as one match left. He struck It quickly, and It caught, the soft damp wood sizzling as the yellow flame took bold. He saw wet black rock a drop to what he thought was water and bars. The match burnt bis fingers, and he dropped It on the wet atone. Jervis came with a tremendous mental shock to the realization of where he was. There was only one place with a barred eiit to the sea, and that was Old Foxy Flxon'a Cellar? How In the world had he got Into Old Foxy Flxon's Cellar? Why, there weren't halt a dozen people who knew of Its existence Basher possibly Janet Tetterley. Who else? Himself, of course and Rosa mund. The dark care filled with pic tures. Rosamund on a Tlslt at four teenand the very low tide which bad sent tbem exploring along the foot of the cliffs. That was when they had found Old Foxy'a Cellar. At first It looked like any other little care; but It went on, gol larger, and ended, for them. In a sort of Iron portcullis with a gsti In the middle of It, a gate that could not be opened. They had been Tery nearly drown ed by the tide, but Basher had comi to their rescue and made them promise to hold their tongues about He saw wet rooks, water and bars. moved his leg. It was sot Injured; it was only numb. He scrambled up, and the dark ness filled with rockots and pin wheels. He bad to alt down again. His mind cleared, momentarily. Only a moment aso he bad beard Rosamund more beside blm In the darkness: He had leaned forward, etai someone had knocked him out I Who? That was the Question, plnd why? ' He felt about him again. , . . Atone. . . He got over on to his jhands and knees and felt farther 'field. One groping hand passed jroughened ridges and came down Into a slimy hollow; the other, feel ing ahead, went over a rounded (dge and found nothing beyond it. For a moment Jervis stayed like that, his left hand slipping, and his right over the edge of an unknown drop. Then a sharp splinter ot rock cut his knee, and halt Involuntarily (he drew himself back into a sitting position. What place wns this? A dark place, and damp with the pas sage of water. With Lis mind awakenod to this, bis ears caught a sound which had not meant anything until n-ow, -when he became aware that It had seen present all the time. It wa. the sound of water, of the sea. Everything stood still In his mind for a moment. Then the sound ot the sea again. Ills hand wont down nd toucbod the damp stone. He put a finger to his mouth, and found It salt The sound of the sea and rock with a salt dampness upon It. , The sea bad boon ovor this ptone, and not so long ago. ' He began to feel In bis pocket tor matches. There was a box In his blazer pocket. He opened It gin erly and found two matches. Per haps his hand shook; perhaps the first match wns rotten. It left a luminous streak upon the roughened (lde ot the box, and went out. There the cave. He showed them the land ward entrance and explained that Foxy had used the place to store his smuggled goods; had put up the bars to keep out prying Customs men. Jervis sat with his palms cold on the wet stone and recalled Basher taking them Into Foxy'a kitchen and down brick steps to a cellar that was surprisingly dry and warm Basher moving a barrel and raising up a tremendous trap door by the Iron ring In it him self and Rosamund peering Into the black uncertainties below. Well, he was In Old Foxy'a Cellar and what about It? It became bltndlngly obvious that It was Robert Leonard who had put blm there, and that Rosamund bsd shown him the way. The question was, what did they want? And the answer came pat In Ferdlnand'a words Nan's words. "Who gets Weare and the money It anything happena to you?" Rosamund got It. And Rosamund knew about the cellar. That cold anger gripped him hard. It turned in on himself. He'd bad warnings enough, and he had refused to take them. The taxi ac cident that hadn't been an accident. The conveniently rotten bridge over the ravine. The wheel that had coma oft his car on the very hill that wns over him now. Even that old business ot ten years ago on Croyston rocks. He believed now that on each of these occa sions Leonard had tried to murder him. He bent his head and listened Intently. That sound ot the sea, which had been taint when first he heard It, was faint no longer. He could hear It quite plainly. With ton upon ton ot weight hohlnd It, ths tide was coming In. (CopiHjM, mji, Uvvlneett) Cm Jervis hold out against tfce, ' ddi that thraatin his lltit I JOtO, P. I., Oct. 11. (AP) A strong punltlrs expedition was organ tied here today ss a mult of two engagements between the Philippine constabulary and the warlike native mar os in which twelve militiamen were officially reported killed, three Bussing and many wounded, Only two Morns were known to have self. been killed, but constabulary officers said probably more fell In the se verest fighting in recent years in this troublesome southern Philippine dis trict. Among the slain constabulary men was Lieut. Vincents Alegar, who led the first expedition In an effort to settle difficulties between two op posing Morn factions, i Insurance Agent Snuffs Own Life OHEOON CITY, Oct. 11. (AP) Adolf Zeellg, an Insurance salesman of Portland, died In a hospital here today from a bullet wound Inflicted Friday. Officers said he shot him- PORTLAND, Ore., Oct. II. (API Paul M. Calllootte left Portland by automobile Sunday for San Prsnclsco. ' wbere he said he plans to plsce be fore the grand Jury bis story that he believes be plsyed an unwitting part in the San Francisco preparedness day parade bombing of 19ia. Accompanying him was Iivtn Good man, Portlsnd attorney representing the Mooney Moulders' defense com mittee, who was present at all open inquiries of the Portland mountaln- err's story conducted ny Captain Charles Coff and Inspector Maher, sent up here from San Prsnclsco police headquarters. Captain Ooff said at the end ot nearly a week's investigation that be was convinced Calllcotte ''was fo-jl-lng" and that be waa a "publicity bound." Pender and body repairing. Prices right. Brill Sheet Metal Works. LI IE NEW YORK, Oct. 11. (AP) Citi zen James J. Walker, welcomed home with roses and ths strains of "Lover. Come Back to Me," studied the Job situation today. Reports recurred that some time In the near future he would take em ployment wltb his friend, A. C. 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