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PAGE SIX MEDFORD MAIL' TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, SUNDAY, MARCH 26, 1933. Valiant Dust Jilktt of by Perclval Christopher Wren -beau gestp BTJTOPBlSt Intrigue tollawe In trisut in the Citadel ot Mekarsen, and the onlv tale confidant Uar garet Ualigni hae found, tinea her husband Julee hat abandoned her to the advance ot Raleul. is Col onel Le Saoe ot the French Secret Service. He vromteee to take her away with him when hie earavan leave Uekaeten: but before that can be Uaior Nagoleon Rlocoli of the Foreign Legion. Raleul. eon of the Eatd of Uekaeeen, Julee and Pedro Ualigni. the Said hlmeell eomeone will bring hie glot out into the open. And what, wonder Margaret, will be her voettlon thent Chapter 39 AN AMBUSH " A ND not too hard, my excellent r mag ol Beasts," cautioned RalsnL "or I'll hare your tongue torn out by the roots. Alio you ball hare a Hundred strokes, Tery much too hard. And not too light, either," he continued, "or your stomach shall be so light, for a month or two, that you'll never get o-er It You'll be Ibrahim the Skeleton, Instead o; Ibrahim the Uon, by the time I've done with you. "So just hard enough. Just hard tnougn to lay him out while we truss Aim op. Understand?" Ibrahim the Uon grinned and hook the hard-wood stick which the Moroccan Arab uses with such skill, whether aa a cudgel or mis sile. "Yes, SldL" be laughed, showing huge monthf jl ot great shining teeth. "Watch we." . "I shall watch yon, all right,' Balsnl assured him. "Get behind that curtain. The swine will sit just there, right In front ot It When I yawn loudly and say 'In' rtoIloA ' strike and don't bungle your job If yon want to raise a family. A few minutes later, HatBul'a per sonal bodyguard entered the room, followed by a soldier ot the Legion. "Sir Otho Robert Mandevllle- Belleme, I think," Ralsul said, with a pleasant welcoming smile. "The legionnaire Otho Belleme," smiled Otho In reply, "1 wonder It you remember me?' continued Ralsul, "or whether this Moorish dress ..." "Aren't you the 'Mr. Russell who need to Tlalt Jules Mallgni at Ox ford?" asked Otho. "Yes. I remem ber you. Now the Sldl Kald ben Abd allr.h Karlm of Mekasten. "Ah we have both changed our names slightly as well aa our clothes," observed Ralsul. "Won't rou alt down?" and he Indicated the low-onshloned divan that stood be fore the heavy silken curtain. "Will you have coffee or some thing a little more Interesting?" "Ob, coffee, thanks," replied Otho quickly, with scarcely formulated. and Instantly rejected, suspicion, Ralsul seated himself comfort ably among bis oushions, lighted a cigarette and blew a smoke-ring. ' "Yes," he said musingly, "Ox- hrd ... I remember a certain lunch eon party. It waa there I first saw Jnles' future wife." - "Yes, I remember. A Yelverbury lunch-party," replied Otho Quietly. "Queer little small world, Isn't It, with Its changes and chances, And how we've all changed! : "Margaret Mayklnga Is Margaret Mallgni. Sir Otho Robert Mande- rllle-Belleme la the legionnaire Otho Belleme. Mallgni the Magnificent, is you used to call him at Oxford, s not quite so magnificent as he was and 'Mr. Russell,' now on bla native heath Is, as you observed, the Sldl Kald Ralsul ben Abd'allnh Karlm ot Mekaizen." "Yea. Interesting," agreed Otho. : "Oh, very. Very Interesting and amusing. 'Mr. Russell' wasn't of very much importance at that party, and neither Margaret nor anybody else had a word to throw at him. And now he holds you In the hollow of hla hand." And extending a delicate but powerful hand, palm upward, the speaker auddenly clenched It till the knuckles stood white through the olive-tinted akin. "Really?" observed Otho, flick ing ash from hla cigarette. "Oh, very really." asserted Ralsnl, "In the hollow ot my hand." "Oh, how's that?" Inquired Otho. "Why the lunch-party la now a country-house party as rorards four ot Its members, anyhow. Yon and L my dear Belleme, and Mallgni the Magnificent and Margaret hla wife. All together again In my nice country-house in Mekntzen." "What!" ejaculated Otho. sudden ly sitting bolt upright "Margaret here? Here, In Mekaiien." Yes. Mr. and Mrs. Mallgni are honeymooning here In the castle." Otho's heart beat fast Waa It possible that he waa at this very moment close to Margaret? Was It possible that be was about to see her again? What ahould be say to her? What would ahe say to blm? Be knew by heart the letter which she had written him from Gibraltar and he had received at Mellerat It had ended: "We are crossing to Tangtsr next week for a holiday in Mo rocco, ending: up with a visit to a real live Katd whom Jules knows well. I can't tell you how thrilled I am. "I say, 'Tho, we shall both be In North Africa. Wouldn't it be lovely if we could all meet? "Anyhow, do write to me, care The Secretary, Cosmopolitan Club, Tangier. "With lots of love, "Tho dear, Margaret" And then the heart-warming, treasured postscript "Oh, Otho, you are the dearest friend I ever had." "By Jove," he said, with some thing ot the Impetuosity of which life had, even yet, not wholly cured him. "I should love to see her again." "You shall," replied Ralsul. And yawning iondly he added, "In'ahallah! Wblch means, as you know, 'If God wills' ..." And Ibrahim the Lion struck. When Otbo recovered conscious ness, and tried to move, he found that he could move nothing but his eyes. Nor did he keep his eyes open for more than a tew seconds, as the pain that he suffered was In tolerable and the vision that he be held, unenduraole. Was he again sun-smitten In the desert and beholding a maddening mirage? For he had seemed to sec Margaret herself, standing between her husband, Jules Mallgni, and thai fellow, Ralsul. Yes, each was hold lng one of her arms and she was struggling violently. Margaret struggling violently? Then she needed help. He must help her. He must spring up and rescue her. He'd break their damned necks. But Belleme could not get up . . . And Belleme could not speak, for he was gagged. And Bolloine could not do any thing for he was bound. What the devil had happened; Damn the blood. It had glued hie eyelids together while he had kepi tbem shut With a great and pain ful effort Otbo turned his head crushed his face against a cushion. moved hla head again, and con trived to open the eye and again, turn his face to the room. Three men. Ralsul, the servant who had brought the coffee, and a great grinning giant Hercules him self. But hadn't he Just seen Margaret and Jules Mallgni? Was It a nightmare after all? When Qtho again recovered om- plete consciousness, ho realised thai he waa lying on the .Door of the punishment cell, thoughtfully pro vided as an adjunct to the barrack- Quarters allotted to the section. He aat up, thereby causing an acute pain to shoot through his head, and a wave of nausea to en gulf him. Why on earth was he doing coll punishment? Slowly his mind cleared, and memory began to work accurately. Gingerly, ha felt hla head. Yes, by Jovel A lump and a cut But he could have sworn that Ral sul had aat there In front of him. and never moved. Obviously then, he had been attacked from behind. Nice lad, Ralsul. And had he really soon Margaret? In a brief moment between waxing and waning consciousness? Of course he had. He could remember how she waa dressed a plain white allk frock, bare arms, a scarlet belt And Ral sul and Jules Mallgni were each holding one of her arms. Curse and blast tbem. Obviously he had been decoyed to Ralsul's quarters by the messen ger wbo bad brought him the note there tc be knocked out and trussed up. with a view to exhibit ing him, In that condition, to Margaret. Why? After Margaret had seen him, she had been taken away again, pro- sumbably by force. There had been four men there tor the job and one ot tbem her precious husband. who was obviously In the game. whatever it waa. Then, apparently, the gang had turned their attention to himself. and while he was still unconscious had dropped him here. Again why? iCetyrUU. fit. f. 4. Stelu CV A new terror eomsa to Margaret. tomorrow. DOUGLAS CO. NEEDY GET TASTE OF DEER ROSEBURO, Or &Urch 35. (AP) Fifty famine In Doug lit. county an dining on renlaon tfal wwk. Tho atato gam oommlton lui lMUd aa order permitting nnUon conflecatod by aute polloemen in game violation caaee, to be uwd for distribution to the needy and the meat la being dis tributed by M1m Agnea Pltchford, county police matron, representing tha county court. Dealrabla houaes aiwaye In first class condition for rent, lease or sale. Call 105, l(5LEYls1 IF LAW PERMITS 6 AN FRANCISCO, March 25. (AF) -Rufua C. Uolman, Oregon state treasurer aald here todty the action of a state employe In seeking the authority of the state supreme court for payment of warrants or to pro Tide for their endorsement so they may bear Interest waa an "excellent move." "It Is entirely as Z had expected," he asserted upon hi arrival this morning from Portland on the S. 8. Admiral Peoples. O. D. Thomas, state employe, filed petition for a writ of mandamus be fore the Oregon supreme court yes terday. "I am perfectly willing and happy to disburse the public funds accord ing to law," Holman said. "And I am obliged to do so. But first I must know what the laws are.' RENTAL LANDLORDS TO MEET THURSDAY Rental property owners meeting scheduled for Friday evening had to be postponed on account of Vie Chamber of Commerce meeting which created a conflict. About 35 owners assembled and a general discussion of rental prob lems ensued. The general concensus among ren tal owners Is that they can no longer keep the unemployed In their houses as they are strictly up against It themselves, and can no longer afford to pay water, etc. Use of the court house auditor ium has been secured for Thursday evening, March 30th. when they ,hope there will be no conflicts and ' . interested parties can attend. 4 Broken windows glazed by rrowbrldgo Cabinet Works. Real estate or insurance Leave It to Jones. Phone 766. S'MATTER POP By C. M. PAYNE l-AAW ,1 WANT f U . 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