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3MI --A-J, PXGE EIGHT 1TET5F0TO" MATE 'TRIBUNE, JfEDFORD, QEEGON. 'WEDNESDAY, 5PRIL' 12, 1933 if- ., mi i H The Wtile Cockatoo by ilignon C. Eberharti srNOPSlBt Juntas Bundean tharee a large hotel in Armene, Southern France with a curioue group of gueate, and a depleted mtaff Be dietruete the manager, Ziovechtem. and le Ut at eate with all the othere excepting on Amer ican girl named Tally. Suddenly he it awakened from a dote ly Afiee Tallje hyeterical plea to he allowed to enter hie room. Be calm her learne the hae put ee maped an abductor who followed her into the hotel. She will not fermlt Bundean to give an alarm, ut allotoe htm to go tor the key ; her room, which ehe hae left in the hotel office. Bundean bide hie friphtcned oueet to remain under cover until he retume. Chapter I ORIPPINO HANDS THE corridors were still dimly lit. I glanced over the railing Into the lounge aa I went past, but It was a black well with a lightish strip long the floor from the (alnt light of the corridor back of me. I had no trouble getting down the stairs, for I could follow the railing, but when I had once crossed the twilight of the faintly lighted strip In the lounge I was In complete darkness. Thus It took me some time to fum ble about In the blackness for the electrlo light switches, and all the time the wind was rattling and shrieking In the court lust outside, t couldn't And a match In my poo kets, and although In hunting for the light switch my fingers encoun- It and Into the corridor, and then I could see It In the light from my own room. It was a man. I did not know whs he was. He was dead. I knew that at once. And It was a very ugly death, for he'd been stabbed. I remember saying to myself: "Don't touch any thing, this Is murder. Don't touch anything." Then I was In my room. No rat was there: Sue was gone. I was pressing the bell with my thumb, I Anally released the button, noted that my thumb had stained the white button in a perfect and grue some thumb mark, and hurried to the bathroom, where I washed my hands. And then I came back to the bell and washed It, too, with a cor ner of the towel, and rang again. I was still pushing the bell and wishing the dead man wonldnt stare so, and In the same moment cursing myself for being so shaken, when I heard the door away down at the beginning of the north cor ridor open. I stepped out Into the hall, avoiding a hand which bad fallen slowly outward. LoTschlem himself, fully dressed, wavered out of the gloom. HE! didn't ask ma anything for a moment He Just fell on his fat knees and stared at the dead man. Lovschlem fell on his knees and stared. Mred the keyboard, I couldn't, of lourse, tell which key was nineteen, ' I don't know just how long It was -several moments, at least when I Anally encountered the switch. Touching It threw the little lobby Into a light that looked bright but probably wasn't. And even after that It took a moment or two to oonvlnce myself that not one of the keys hanging so trustingly on the board on the wall bora the number nine teen. t Anally snapped out the light The switch was near the door Into the courtyard, and I glanoed tbrongh the glass. The court was still black with Aylng shadows, but there was a light It was from the door of my own room. The door was open. The Light streamed out And at that very Instant a dark figure flashed across the light, was silhouetted for a fleeting moment gainst It and was gone. 1 caught only a glimpse of a dark figure, but I was sure it was Sue Tally's. The door of the lobby was locked, but the key was In It, and I bad un locked and opened the door and was running across the courtyard. The wind took the breath out of my lungs, and my heart was pounding by the time I had reached the little winding stairway, "VNE step more to the door. I could v ee no one against the light streaming from the still open door Into my room. I took the step. There was some thing on the landing. I waa stum bling. 1 was plunging down upon it I was confused with it and couldn't eitrlcate myself. . My hands were pushing against It and I was kneeling. I brought my bands up and tried to set them through the dim halt light They were wet, and I could barely see that they were darkly stained. The next few momenta are not very clear In my memory. I man aged somehow to get the door open and the limp thing dragged through Then he felt for a pulse and touched his face and leaned further ovor to see If there was any breath at all In that sprawled body. I stood watch ing him. Finally he leaned back and faced me. And It ever a man's face showed stark livid terror It was Lovschlom's at that moment "Did you kill him?" Lovschlom asked. "My God, no." He stared at me, dark eyes glitter ing from the sagging livid mask that waa his face. "Then what happened? He didn't kill himself." "1 found him. There on the land ing. I dragged him Into the corridor and saw he was dead and rang." He looked at me dlsbellevlngly. Finally he lowered his eyes. He roached out a band to the small or namental bllt of the knife, drew hU hand back as It It shrunk from touching the wetness about It and then stretched It out again. The jew els winked evilly at me. 1 said: "You'd bettor leave it alone, badnt yon? It seems to be murder. And the police won't want things touched." Ills hand fell back, and his face, turned up to me, looked faintly green. "The police. But the police I am ruined. I am ruined! There's no need to call the police. I can't have gendarmes nosing about I" He recalled that he was speaking alond and to me and checked himself with a quick sidelong look at me. "It's murder," I said. "Tonll have to call the police." Ills narrowed gate measured me, tried to plumb my own eyes. Finally he said: "I was thinking of the hotel. Any thing like this is very bsd for the place. Do you know the man?" "I never saw him before." "I don't know him either. I new taw him boforo. He certainly had no business In the hotel." (Copyright, JJ1, If IptlOB a. Bberhart) Bundean flndt Mmialf In unex pected dangtr, Monday. COMPETE FRIDAY EUOENZ, April U-(AP) The bwt high school bands In Oregon will meet here Trldajr and Saturday m the tenUi annual Oregon state hlgli sttfiool band contest, to be held l University of Oregon. Jellenion high of Portland will de fend the claa A trophy; Bllrerton. clam B. and HIM Military Academy, the clam o cip. The content will be held at Mc Ar thur Court. Other schools which will be represented Include Balem, Med ford. Eugene, La Orande, Klamath Kails, Cirant of Portland. Albany, Cor vallta. Marehfleld , Irrlgon. Oregon City, West Lynn, Kstacaria, Beaver ton, Seaside and St. Helena. Others are expected to enter before Vie Hsu are doaed. LOOK FOR THE REDTAPE OPENER PHOENIX TO SEE TMflPTAPlAY PHOBTTIX, Apr. 13.-(fipl.)-Th plaT. "AJ1 a Mlitalte." given by Talent P.-T. A., at Talent, for the benefit of the school, will be given at the Phoenix grange hall Friday night, April 3 let. This play met with great eucoesa when given In Talent. The cast lnoludea George Rich mond, (a young army officer just out of service, who brings hla bride to the home of hla uncle) Everett Boone: Nellie Richmond, (his hap py bride who flnda hereelf positively wretched), - Opal McLarnan; Nellie Huntington, who tries to help the newlyweds and finds herself In trou ble), Gene Dixon Nell, (the Irish maid who has her suspicions in re gard to the lunatic asylum next door) Vera Montgomery. Cornelia (Nellie) skinner, (Romantic old maid look ing for her Romeo,) Cordelia Boone; Freddy Ltghthead, (finds It "deuced awkward, ' doncheknow,) Fred More; Capt. Ktnner, (a retired se& captain who la "sot' In hi ways,) Clareoee Holdrldge. The pity waa directed by Harry Lowe. The proceeds will be turned over to the Phoenix grange treasury. 1 Don't extend credit to Mr. New Customer until you find out from the Southern Oregon Credit Bureau how he paid the other fellows. CHURCH CLEANED BY PHOENIX LADIES AID PHOENIX, April U. (8pl.) -La-dlea' Aid society met at the home of Mra. M. P. Sheet, last Thursday for an all day meeting, with covered dish luncheon at noon. About 20 ladles at tended. During the afternoon a busi ness meeting waa presided over by Mrs. J. W. Watklns. rifty of the aonsj bookb of too church In which several page, were loose, were glued together again. During the business meeting It waa decided that all the ladles would meet v at the church today and have a .gen-. eral cleaning of the building. 4 , - . Real estate or insurance Leave as; to Jones. Phone 789. . , S'MATTER POP By C. M. PAYNE WUM-Pt Tie) I,3B6Pefle4ft K -OI, - T 1f )' I AMTJHo6tU"7iiieMAiJ. 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