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MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 8, 1932.
A PATH WARADISE
Jj Ccnhvl,
BTNOPmai ripvit off cuvt,
who i deaperate at hi wife
Santa' effort to reform her former
husband Dicky, Lou-Lou euddenly
appear. She atop Dicky, and de
part with htm after telltno both
Cltve and Santa what ahe think
of them. But it wo all in vain;
Dieky turn up next night. Thi
time it i Clive who rebel. H
fiing Dicky into the kail mil
order never to return.
Chapter U
WOMAN IN A PET ,
AND now for Bantu! He'd done
" right, of course. Dicky had been
her visitor. She'd derived some sort
of excitement from him. Of the
way divorced couples remained curi
ous abou each otherl Without a
doubt, she'd stUl regarded Dicky as
In a limited sense ber property.
Whatever her attitude, he mustn't
permit ber to make him lose bis
temper. He must act cheerfully, as
though bouncing ez-husbands were
an Invigorating form of exercise.
In the drawingroom he found ber
on the couch, her legs tucked under
ber, cushions piled behind her, giv
ing an Imitation of a girl absorbed
In a novel.
"Hello, sweetheart!" he greeted
ber. "We can breathe freely now."
No sign that she had heard. Stroll
ing over to the window, he gazed
Into the abyss of darkness and
poke again.
"There was no other way. It
'Wasn't pleasant. At last we're rid of
iblm."
He glanced across bis thoulder.
She hadn't stirred.
"You're beautiful, but you're not
dumb, Santa, If either of ns has
canse for offence, I'm the one. New
York Isn't Tibet"
He had hoped that the reference
to Tibet would extract a retort.
"In Tibet," he explained, "women
are legally entitled to have as many
hUBbands as they can support"
A tear splashed. She turned a
page. The tear melted him.
"You're such a little girL When
you've made a mistake, why punish
tbe person you've wronged?" He
relieved her of her book gently.
"You're not reading. What's your
trouble?"
Her faoe quivered.
"It was so undignified.
He selected a chair at a short dis
tance from her,
"I agree. It was a climax to all the
Indignities which have pursued our
marriage."
"It's no good, Cllve; I'm shocked.
To see you two quarreling like dogs
was horrible." ,
"It must have been." Cllve kept
his tone level. "Policemen have to
be horrible; but there's a world of
difference between a policeman and
the ruffian he arrests. And again
you're not logical; yon were the
architect of this ugliness. Having
booted Dicky out of your life, you
grew maudlin. You hankered after
news of blm. On one pretext or an
other you had to feel his pulse and
take bis temperature.
, "It hasn't been pleasant for me.
To say the least, you've shown an
extraordinary lack of delicacy. You
owed It to me to soft-pedal the fact
that you were married again. In
stead of soft-pedalling, you've gone
out of your way to remind me. What
It amounts to Is this I'm your seo
ond adventure, whereas you're my
only woman."
Hitching herself higher on the
cushions, she smoothed ber frock
down over ber knees.
"What It amounts to Is that you're
throwing my divorce at me. You're
posing as the noble person who
oiled himself to stoop to me. Yon
regard me as a bigamist"
He sprang to bis feet, toppling
the chair.
"Don't smash my furniture," she
murmured.
He set the chair to rights with
elaborate politeness.
"Thank you for recalling to me
that nothing In our home Is mine.
"I am," she smiled brilliantly.
Striving tor self-control, he stood
rigid. Her sudden switch from eul
lenness to amiability struck a note
of Insincerity.
"That's as may be, Santa. Every'
thing that I possess is yours, If
that's what you mean by being mine.
But don't let's muddle the Issue.
You haven't an atom of respect for
me. You abuse my affection and rely
on your physical attraction. You're
as unfair as your mother."
His passion sobered ber. From
being tantalising she became ap
peasing.
"It I've stubbed my toe. It's be
cause I ve been too just to every
body." Sine she was willing to argue, be
reseated himself, slightly mollified
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UTOENW. Deo. . flV-Alesender
O. Brown, secretary of the University
of Oregon Alumni association, and
the man who directed the successful
battle against tha Zorn-Macpheraon
school consolidation bill, announced
Tuesday he waa resigning from the
post and that after a two weeka' va
cation he will resume his newspaper
work In Portland.
Robert K. Allen, member of the
class of 1S33, and a son of Dean Eric
W. Allen of the Oregon School of
Journalism, will succeed Brown as
alumni secretary.
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QUITS
7 DAWSON
"My dear Santa, come down to
earth. Allow me to tick off your at
tempts at Justice."
"Like getting out a financial re
port on one of your companies," she
twitted him. "Don't be so neutral
Pull your chair closer."
He compiled grudgingly.
"Your past doesn't make a favor
able showing. You gave me tbe gate
when I proposed to you, and en
gaged yourself to Dicky."
"I was afraid of love," sbe ex
cused herself. "I loved you too tre
mendously."
"And because you loved me toe
tremendously, yon left me to sutler.
A queer way of showing devotion!"
"But I am queer." She rested a
band on his knee prettily.
"I'll say you are. The bird In the
bush the chap you've missed Is
the one you value. You discover
lofty motives for your chopping and
changing. For Instance, when you
were pledged to Dicky, you prom
ised to follow me to Europe."
"You're digging awfully far back,
darling."
"Why not? I was once the bird
you'd missed. You've always been
consistent In your Inconsistency.
You played the same game on Dicky
that you're playing on me. Having,
chosen him, you tried to collar both
of us."
"Then In your opinion I'm promiscuous-minded?"
she suggested.
"In my opinion," he thwarted her
effort to charm him,' "you're totally
lacking In a sense of responsibility.
Having tossed me to the bow-wows,
you reconsidered and divorced
Dicky."
"Which proves my fairness," she
pleaded, "A more obstinate Idiot
would have stuck to her guns and
ruined the, lives of all tbree of us."
"It won't do." He smiled grimly.
"I have you sized up. In your own
opinion you're a goddess. You csn
do no wrong. But when you mar
ried me, you were no philanthropist
A woman who has failed one man
can fall a second. It was up to you
far more than to me, to make a spe
cial effort Instead of which "
She held out her arms.
"Can't we cry quits?"
"No! We've reached the cross
roads. You don't at all appreciate
the crisis. I'm through with squawk
ing, It your teuderness for Dicky
is genuine, you must prefer him.
Why not return to him? Tbe de
cision we make tonight Is final."
He badn't set out to say that.
What It in an attempt to lash him
back to her she, too, should adopt
the whip of cruelty? Her Hps puck
ered. Her hands clenched and un
folded. "There Isn't any decision."
With a wriggle that convulsed her
entire body she twisted, burying
her face In the cushions.
He was on his knees beside her.
"I knew there wasn't Please
don't hide."
She drew his head down. Gradual
ly her sobbing ceased. For some
moments there was silence.
"What are you thinking, Santa?"
She released him.
"Gee! You're handsome. If you
ever looked cross-eyed at another
woman, I'd bump ber off. That's
how much I care for you."
The telephone tinkled. She was
on her feet In a second.
I'll bet that's Dicky. He never
knows what he's licked. Listen
while I give him his hall and fare
well." She seised the receiver In fight
ing mood.
"Yes. That's correot Yes,"?
She turned.
"It's for you a woman."
Cllve took the receiver with a
vigor scarcely less belligerent than
her own.
"Hollol What d'you want?" His
Irritation evaporated: his tone be
came honeyed. "O, It's you!
Teach him a lesson. No, she
didn't at first Why certainly. I'll
beat him up for you any time. Not
at all the pleasure's mine."
He rang off to discover that
Santa was still standing behind
him.
"Who was she?"
"Lou-Lou."
"But she's as detestable to me as
Dicky Is to you. How did yon get
so friendly with her?"
He took compassion on her. Con
fessed how he'd gone behind her
back by visiting Lou-Lou at the
theater.
With head bent Santa continued
the polishing of her nails.
"I've lost one husband to Lou-Lou.
I don't intond to lose another.
Never again, as long as I live, Olive,
will I do anything without consult
ing you. Yon believe that don't
you?"
(Ceiyrltit itll-ltli, Cnlm,,, Dewtee)
Danger eppreaehae tanta, tomor
row, In a moat Innooent-appaarlhg
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BERLIN, Germany, Dec. 8. JP)
Bedlam broka looae In tha relchatag
yeetfrtay aa the oommunlat members
ahoutad: "Down with Von Hlnden
burKl" The aeaalon waa luapendcd.
The Incident occurred during de
bate on a National Socialist motion
to amend the constitution ao that
the chief Juattlce of the aupieme
court would aucceed to the preal
denrjr In the event of the death of
the Incumbent.
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SYNOPSIS: Inga la proclaimed
t.he most beautiful doll In
Santa's toyshop. Sh waa made
by a lazy gnome assigned to
the work by Santa after he had
fashioned Plnocchlo. an ugly
clown.
Chapter IV
The Witch
Nov all the world of magic Isn't
kind, you know. There are the
witches who harm people and quite
naturally they don't like Santa
Claus because ho Is so good.
But Santa guards against them by
never letting them enter the Toy
shop. ' You are free to come and go up
here," Santa told Inga, "We all have
a good time because when you go
down to the world on Christmas
Eve you are only free to talk and
play with other dolls after midnight.
But there Is one thing you must
promise me- don't ever let any
witches In. You will know them
because they all have very old faces."
"Indeed, I won't." said Inga. And
then she dismissed the subject from
her mind, for there was so much
doing In the Toyshop. In the cen
ter stood the tiuge Christmas tree
on which grow all the little Christ'
mas bells. A whole new crop pops
out of the branches each day and
funny little elves In brown suits
and pointed green caps run up and
down the branches cutting thorn off
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and dropping them down to ot&er
little elves.
Along the sides of the large rooms
are long tables where fairies work
painting faces on dolls, curling their
hair and dressing them.
In another room gnomes work on
toy trains and wactons. They even
have little furnaces where they melt !
the metal. And they look very Im
portant Indeed hammering away.
Mrs. Santa is In charge of all the
little fairies that make Christmas
goodies. Tfrey pop corn and make
long white strings to trim the trees.
They gather cranberries and bake
ginger-cookies until the whole shop
smells good.
One day Inga was sitting on her
throne watching all the excitement
when there was a soft rap on the
window behind her. She turned and
saw a tiny old woman standing on
the window ledge carrying a broom
almost as big as she was, and wear
ing a .high pointed hat.
"Let me In, Inga," called the little
woman. "I'm tired and I'd like to
rest." t
"But who are you?" asked Inga.
"Just a little old woman who's
traveling."
"But you're so old looking. You
must be a witch," said Inga, re
memberln Santa's advice. "I can't
let you In."
"I am no witch," the woman said.
"I have a little present for you."
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with a ruby set In the back' said
the witch.
"You're sure you're not a witch,"
said Inga.
"Quite sure."
"All right, then, corns In," and
The little old woman had be
witched Inga, the Beautiful Doll, as
she looked Into the mirror.
Inga opened the window a crack to
let the queer little person In.
"Now let me see the mirror," said
Inga.
The little day reached deep into
a pocket on her wide gray skirt and
pulled out the prettiest little mirror
Just the right size for a doll, with
a beautiful ruby set in the back.
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"Oh, let me see," cried Inga. "The
dolls all say I'm pretty, but I've
never seen for myself."
And she held up the mirror to
look. As she did the little woman
mumbled some words to herself
which Inga didn't bear because she
was looking In the mirror. As she
did so a strange thing happened. Her
pretty, young face necame all gray
and lined, her hair turned gray and
stringy and her beautiful dress turn
ed to rags.
The little woman had bewitched
her.
Tomorrow -The Magle Mirror.
Attractive publicity for Medford Is
included In this month s Issue of The
Lion, national publication of Lions
ciuba. It Is written around the pho
tograph of the seven girls, who en
tered the popularity contest, spon
sored by the Lions here last summer.
In the picture, taken by J. Verne
Shangle, are shown Jean Hamilton,
Lucille Ltttrell, Marjorle Marshall,
Ruby Stone, the winner, Dorothy Pan
key, Adra Edwards and Claudlna Tolls
all ready to take off In a United Air
Lines plane with the good-looking
stewardess.
A story explaining the contest ac
companies the photograph.
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CHRISTMAS TREE
FOR ALL KIDDIES
Santa Claus will come to Medford
Friday. December 2a "if you're good"
Is the message Issued to all chil
dren of the city today by the Med
ford post. Veterans of Foreign Wars,
who will sponsor a community
Christmas tree and program at the
Armory that night. It's going to be
a leal old fashioned Christmas, the
leaders of the move announced this
morning and tbe public Is urged to
be present. Santa will come down
the chimney, bells will ring and
festivity reign throughout the eve
ning to bring an extra bit of cheer
into the hearts of all people.
A musical program will be present
ed and Christmas packages will be
distributed to children of ten years
and under. A special Invitation Is
extended to those who come from
homes where depression has left a
definite crimp in the holiday buying
power.
The community tree has been
planned by the veterans with the
Idea of seeing that all children of
the city have their Christmas and all
are asked to Join in the run.
Christmas carols will be sung and
prizes, donated by the merchants of
Medford, will be presented at the
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tree. These prizes will be given to
the writers of the best letters on the
subject of "What Christmas Means
to Me." All children of 10 years and
under are asked to compete and the
letters should be sddressed to "Chair
man of Christmas Contest," Chamber
of Commerce. They can be mailed to
the chamber of commerce or left y
there, where a box will be arranged y
to receive them. All letters must be
limited to 100 words and must be In
befoie December 20. -
And since the veterans want to
know Just how many children are
coming to the Christmas party they
have asked that the children sign the
coupon appearing in the Mall Tri
bune, for the first time today on
page 3, and turn it In at the cham
ber of commerce. The box for cou
pons will be placed outside the
Chamber of Commerce building and
children who are unable to bring the
coupons In will be permitted to mall
them to the chamDer or commerce.
It Is hoped that all will respond
to this request In order that the
veterans may know how many to ex
pect.
Belgium Seeks
Debt Extension ,
WASHINGTON, Deo. 8. P) Paul i
May, Belgian ambassador, today pre
sented a new note to Secretary Stlm
son, asking for an extension of the
moratorium on war debt payments.
The communicaiion was an elabora
tion and explanation of Belgium's
first debt note of November IS.
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by ETHELWYN 8. HOFFMANN
Sixth & Holly street.
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