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inTDFOTtD MAIL TRIBUNE, MTCDFORI), OREGON, MOXDAY, APRIL 3, 1933.
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Valiant Dust
by Percival Christopher Wren "Seaucestc
SYNOPSIS: Colonel Le Sago of
the French Secret Service hoe cav
tured Major Kiccoli of the Foreign
Legion iust ae he teas about to
seize the citadel of Mekazzen in a
traitorous plot against France.
Then Ls Sage's varty kills the pow
srful Katd of slekazzen himself
with the treaoherous help of the
Kaid's adviser, Pedro ilotlgnL But
Pedro, horrified, learns that Raisul,
son of the Katd and the intended
next victim ot the Mallgnl treach
ery, hae had an altercation with
Jules Mallgnl. Pedro'e son. he Bags
dispatches Otto Bcllime down a
swinging rops on the oM(!a wall to
unravel the mystery.
Chapter 46
ANOTHER PLOT
'""loHee, Hassan, quickly,''
said
Jules, and slyly made a secret
sign.
Swiftly Hassan departed, and,
i few momenta later, was seated In
bla near-by stone cell, before
amall brazier wherein a fire per
petually smolder A, and water was
ready for tbe making of coffee or
mint-tea at any time.
Having set tbe coffee to boll, Has
san el Mlskeen now departed from
bis accustomed uncbanglng ritual.
Pulling a ston from tbe wall, be
nut bis band Into tbe aperture thus
disclosed, and brought forth a tiny
amulet-box.
From this be shook a quantity ot
dirty white powder Into the coffee
pot.
And smacking bis lips, Hassan el
Mlskeen stirred tbe brew once
more, and then hurried with laden
tray to his master s room, when
Hassan el Mlskeen entered, be
found bis master seated cross-leg
ged upon a divan, a bottle of brandy
and a glass upon a low table by bis
aide,
Seated opposite to him, lolling In
comfort, smoking a cigarette, Rai
sul smiled enigmatically.
"Put the coffee beside tbe Sldl,"
ordered Jules.
And having obeyed, Hassan el
Mlskeen departed from tbe room,
and sat himself down within sight
of tbe door, to watch and to wait.
Would that human devil actually
die there In the room? Might Has
san be Called, U go quickly for
help, and looking Into the room.
might be actually see him contorted
and writhing In tbe throes ot death;
with bis own tyes see him dying
there In dreadful agony, even as he
bad caused so many others to die
In agony?
Bmlllng, almost chuckling, at his
thoughts, Raisul poured himself a
aup of coffee.
"Aren't you going to have a little
drink, Jules?" be asked, nodding
towards tbe brandy bottle.
"Rather. I was only waiting un
til you ..."
"Oh, don't wait tor me, my dear
chap," and Raisul stirred bis coffee.
Jules poured himself a generous
measure of brandy.
"Allah," be said, "that tastes
funny," and smacked his lips and
slicked his tongue doubtfully.
"Brandy wrong, or your liver?"
Rolled Raisul, still stirring the un
: tasted coffee.
"My liver's all l'L" obsorved Jules,
srho BUddenly seemed a little drunk.
"So'a the brandy," replied Raisul.
lry It again."
Jules Malign! tried It again.
'"Snasty," be said. "Bin In boll
(oo long ..."
Ralaul laughed.
"Look here, aren't you going to
drink your blc-roffee?"
Raisul again laughed merrily.
"No, 1 don't think I'll drink any
toffee tonight, Julos, you half-baked
Borgia."
"Wbassyou say?"
"I said, 'Come along to my room
bow.' I'm going to show you some
thing. Something really good, I'll
give you my word. Come on with
fou."
"Ropel" observed Raisul to Jules
Mallgnl as they sat In tbe former's
room a few minutes later.
"Bear your weight, wouldn't it,
lulee, l: It were round your nock."
"I should shay abo," laughed the
other, less vacantly.
"Yes, a very nice rope," contln
ned Raisul, "and It gives me a very
nice Idea. Strong enough and, I
think long enough."
"For what?" asked Jules Mallgnl.
"I'll show you, as I promised.
Groat Idea. Come along," and going
to the door, Raisul bade Jules Ma
llgnl bring tbe rope.
"I say, you know, old chappie, you
don't think you're going to hlc
bang me, do you?"
"No, 1 am not going to hlc
hang you. Come along, will you?"
And followed obediently by his
companion with the ropo, and soon
by Hassan el Mlskeen, Raisul pro
ceeded, by devious ways, to a distant
part of tbe CltadeL
"This ls the place," said Raisul at
length. "At least, I think It ls. I
want yon to loon through that em
brasure and bang over, and tell me
what you can see straight below.
Be very careful, and don't loan out
too far."
Jules Mallgnl obeyed bis cousin,
as always.
"Nothing there. Can't see any
hlc thing. Only rocks."
"Ah!" observed Raisul. "All clear,
eh? Right Now stand up like a
man, straight and steady, and look
at the horizon. What can you see?"
"Nothing. Can't see any hlc
thing."
"Well, you will In a moment," re
plied Raisul and, standing behind
Mallgnl, be swiftly bent over back
ward and raised bis foot as does
the savate fighter, with back-drawn
knee.
Suddenly, with tremendous force
and swiftness, the foot shot out, the
m
Out over the desert.
sole taking Mallgnl squarely be
tween the shouldor-blados, and
hurling him forward.
His legs struck the edge of the
low embrasure, and with a gasping
cry be threw out his arms and
clutched wildly at tbo embrasure
sides, as, bead foremost, he fell
and disappeared over the castle
wall . . .
Down , , . down . , . down , . .
turning and turning In mid air, to
strike the Jackal-haunted rocks In
the deep ravine, three hundred feet
below.
Raisul turned away,
"And now tor the little rope-
trick," quoth he, and smiled his own
especial suillo.
....
What was to be the end of It all
the end of her Margaret won
dered as she again assured her
self that tho bugo key ot her door
was turned as far as It would go.
and that both the great heavy bolts
wore shot home.
Having undressed, she went to the
little stone verandnh-balcony built
out from the wall of tho room, that
vast wall, ten foot thick even at
this great height, which was part
ot tbe outer wall ot the castle Itself.
Yawning heavily, for sleep of late
had been light, scanty and broken,
Margaret dung herself down upon
tbe over-cushioned bed, and once
again tried all the sleep-wooing do
vices of which she had ever heard.
But what folly to think that she
could sleep while Otho was lying
bound and gagged, perhaps maimed
for life.
What was that? A cry?
iCtPilto, 1911, f. A. Slesst C.)
A terrlbtt slttmtlon follows, to
morrow, upon that .oris ery.
New Trial Drnled.
SALEM, April S. AP Judge Arlte
Q. Walker late Friday refused to grant
a new trial or stay ot proceedings for
Charles R. Archerd, under sentence
to serve three years In the state peni
tentiary for Illegal conversion of
wheat. O. T. Prueea of Grants Pass.
attorney for Archerd, Immediately
gave notice he would appeal to the
state supreme court.
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THIRD CLASS IN
The second mining cIeum, spon
sored by the Med ford schools and the
Southern Oregon Mining association,
through funds obtained from tho na
tional government, with donation
from Jackson county, was completed
Saturday and the third class will open
Tuesday morning on the lot near tbe
chamber of commerce.
There were 31 enrolled In the first
clasa and 27 in the second. A simi
lar enrollment Is already assured the
third. Of tbe first two classes held,
all but six or seven men are going
out Into practical mining.
The classes are free and registra
tions are received at the chamber of
commerce. Interest In tbe project
haa Increased with each day's pro
gress of the class.
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Phone 643. Well dauj away your
refuse. City Sanitary Service.
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DOVER, Del, April 3. (a) An In
tensive manhunt was on today for
train wreckers, authors of what offi
cials termed the plot which caused
the wreck of a Pennsylvania railroad
flyer bearing the Boston Red Sox
baseball team northward, killing the
engineer and fireman.
Thundering toward New York early
yesterday, the train struck a switch
which railroad authorities said bad
been tampered with and left the rails
thrt-4- miles south of here.
Tbe locomotive turned over on Its
side, killing C. A. Burkhard, of Wil
mington, Del., the engineer, and Fire
man B. L. Poulson of Delmar, Del.
Real estate or insurance Leave lt
to Jonea. Phone 796.
Pender and body repairing. Prlcee
right. Brill Sheet Metal Works.
S'MATTER POP
By C. M. PAYNE
f -A NICrftL.? ( SOR.I LOST i
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THE MISSING RUBBER
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
WAVES CHKRILV AS
MOTHER COMES OUT To
SK WHETHER HE'S WJ.
RlfeHf
LOOKS S VERIFY1 MOfrlWS
DSMAVED CRV KW HPS
UST ONE OF HIS RUBBERS
MWD SEEMS lb 60 BuKK
5 MOTHER TElL HIM lb
THlKK CflREFUaV WHERE
HE COULD HAVE LOST IT
AFTER LDU6 AND FRUITLESS
Thinking Ekiaims sup
DENlV IT MUST BE OUT BE
HIND THE 6ARA6E, HE
WAS JWIN6 OUT THERE
c
disappears, returning
in triumph presentw,
havin6 t0r60tten about
the rubber but bear1n6
The shouel he lost last
WEEK
MOTHER TAKES UP THE
SEARCH HERSELF, RE
Q0ES1W6 HIM To LEAD
HER WERVWHERE HE'S
BEElJ
LEADS HER EutWUAUY
OVER TO EDDIE CflRLVS
3ackvard. explains he
was nt There, but he
WANTED HER To ,
EDDIE'S NEW PUPPY .
returns home rather.
crestfallen, remember
in6 at supper hme he
put the rubber in his
Toy1 Truck as ba&sase
(Copyright, 1933, by The BU Syndicate, Inc.)
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