Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989, April 13, 1933, Page 6, Image 6

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WTCPFORD MAIL TRTBUNE, MEDFOIil), OREGOX. THURSDAY, APRIL 13, 1933.
Ccnrane, assembly and repair officer
at the naval air station, testified to
day at the naval hearing on the loss
of the Akron, that It had been plan
ned to strengthen the ship's tinc
ture In the area in which two of
the survivors said they saw two long
itudinal girders break.
One of those girders was to have
been strengthened, he said, on toe
shlp'e return from her last flight.
The work was to have started April
7, Cochrane said, and was to have
covered tbe area where Richard Deal
and Moody Erwln. the two enlisted
men survivors, said they saw girders
break before the crash,
Don't extend credit to Mr. New
Customer until you find out from
the Southern Oregon Credit Bureau
how he paid the other fellows.
the National Woman's Democratic
law enforcement league, today urged
her group to organize for a finish
flgbt to retain the eighteenth amend
ment. In a keynote address opening the
league's convention, Mrs. Nicholson
said:
"The time has come when we must
speak out in no uncertain terms. We
must leave this convention with the
rf..,nninHnn nf ffolns back into th
I TlieWIiile Cockatoo
states and there putting up the light
of out lives, for it only takes 13 states
to prevent repeal ana airway we
have a guarantee of 26 states."
Phone 642 Well bau away your
refuse. City Sanitary Service. i
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by Mignon 6. Eberhart
SP0T1 CLAIM
LAKEHUR8T, N. J., April 13. (AP)
-Lieutenant Commander Edwin F.
URGEDTOBATTLE
WASHINGTON. April 13. (API
Mrs. Jeese W. Nicholson, president of
SYNOPSIS: Sut Tatty, an
American girl. U ths only guest
Jim Sundean finds interesting when
he is marooned tor a winter week
in a summer hotel in Southern
France. He dlstiusts the manager,
Lovsohiem, and finds the hotel it'
self an eerie place tilled with ills
treesing noises most of them
caused by the mistral, blowing
relentlessly out of ths north. Then
Sundean is wakened from a doze
by Sue Tally's voundlng on his
door She has sscaped an abdue
tor; he calm her and goes to the
lobby tor ths key ehe had forgot
ten. The key is gone: returning he
stumbles over a bloody corvee. Bus
has dleavv-ared ; Lovsehtem ap
pears and is reluctant to call the
police.
Chapter 7
SUNOEAN'S DANGER
1KNEW LoTscblem lied when be
eald he did not know the dead
darkness of the corridors. And Im
mediately afterwards I bad found
murdered man beside that very
door, and he had been murdered
wltb the dagger 1 had last seen In
Sue Tally's fingers.
But the trouble was I didn't know
what to da So I stood there looking
at Lovschlem and said nothing.
A small satisfaction was that my
look Irritated Lovschlem end appar
ently made blm nneasy. He said:
"You Americans, you are all alike.
How can anyone tell what you are
thinking? Poker faces, that's what
you call tbem. Now then, shall I
call the police?"
There was only one thing to say.
Broken windows glazed ay
rrowbrldge Cabinet Works.
S'MATTER pop
By C. M. PAYNE SERVICE
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
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man.
"You'd better call the police then,
I eald.
Lovsehtem, satisfied that I had ac
cepted his word, was leaning over
jtbe man again.
"Ho look her. Someone's
.robbed blm. Pockets emptied, notb
ing anywhere." His hands no longer
shrank; tbey were Instead ghoulish
lj eager In their search. It was as
it Lovschlem expected to And some
thing that bad been overlooked. It
so, he failed, tor presently be looked
at me again. Tbls time his eyes
were angry and little and vicious.
He saldi "Who are you?"
Later I was to ponder over that
crazy Inquiry. Then It enraged me;
I was angry, shaken, tired, cold, and
I was still In the grip ot a night
marish experience.
"You know very well who I am.
If you are Innocent ot this affair,
call tbe police at once. It yon don't,
I will. Keep your hands off that
man!"
I had spoken too late.
He bad dragged out tbe knife and
was holding It up Into tbe stream ot
light so we both could see It. It was
dark, and a slow drop was forming
on It. But It wasn't a knife at alL
It was a small dagger like a toy
sword. It was a toy sword, and 1
had seen one like It only a little be
fore. Lovschlem recognised It, too. He
got heavily to bis foet. 1 preceded
blm, however, Into my room, and
we both stood at tbe fireplace star
ing at the bronze clock. Tbe little
bronze soldier's gauntleted hand
was empty, and the eword was In
Lovschlem 's fat hand. Or at least,
I thought, a sword Just like It.
Bnt Lovschlem dispelled my
sprouting hope of that at once. He
aid with Just a gleam ot ugly tri
umph: THERE'S only one like It In tbe
house. No, Mr. Sundean, you
'killed him yourself. You were very
istnpld about It More stupid than I
should have believed of you, for
you've' tbe face of an Intelligent
iman. But you killed blm."
There are things that leave you
o stunned that for Just a moment
iyou feel numb as If suspended In
void. Tbe thing that was so unreal
and made everything else unreal
'was his accusation.
"And you want me to call the po
llloe." he added, with what ap
proached a smile.
It was still difficult to epoak. But
fell at once things were real enough.
A sudden memory had come to me
with all tbe reviving Influence ot a
stream of Icy water. Sue Tally bad
stood there, almost where Lov
scblem was now standing, holding
that sword and running ber pink
lingers along Its sharp edge and say
ing that It was like a dagger.
Then I had left ber alone In the
room. I bad gone through the long
corridors to the lobby, and from It I
bad seen her figure cross the light
from my door and vanish Into the
OF KNIGHTS TEMPLAR
PORTLAND, April 13. (AP) John
K. Kollock of Portland wiu elected
grand commander of the Grand Com
xnandery. Knight Templar of Oregon,
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"Call them at once."
He was visibly disconcerted. He
stared at me and then took another
step toward me peering Into my
face.
"Who are you?" be said again.
Again, somehow, the question
touched off my smouldering fury. I
stepped quickly nearer.
"OEB here, Lovschlem, I told yon
3 once who I ami And tbat I
didn't kill this'manl"
He backed away a step or two and
someone from the corridor gasped
shrilly:
"What Is It? For the love of
God"
"Qrethe hush I" Lovschlem
voice smothered the woman's cry. I
whirled.
- It was a woman, now, kneeling by
tbe murdered man. A woman In a
yellow shawl whose fringes dropped
from her shoulders. Her red hair
was drawn In a great knot at the
back ot her neck.
Lovschlem, tbe dagger still beld
carefully between two tat fingers,
left me and advanced .quickly to
ward her. 1 followed blm and saw
her turn ber horrified face up to
ward blm and beard her gasp:
"So, you've kill him."
By that time he had bent over
her, and 1 could not see past his
bulk. I could, however, hear his
voice. ,
"He was found dead on tbe land
ing, tbore. 1 do not know who be
Is. 1 am Just going to call the police.
This man with me found him."
He turned to me: "My wife can
go and telephone for the police,
since yon Insist."
The rod-haired woman, then, was
Madame Lovschlem. 1 could see her
now as sho rose. She clutched the
yellow shawl about her The tight
folds hugged her full Oreast and
narrow waist and curving hips; even
at the moment I was conscious, as a
man Is, of a kind of attraction aboul
her.
In the very act ot rising she had
caught sight ot the dagger with Its
ominous wet stain. Her shining eyes
fastened on It, and widened, and beld
tbelr gaze so fixedly tbat both Lov
schlem and 1 looked at It, too. But
she did not scream. She did not
make any motion of fright She said
Anally:
"Lovschlem, you're a fool."
tOopyright. 1B33. Mignon O. Bberhartt
Msdsms Lovschlem eoneoots a
hurried schtm of her own, to
morrow. ths tesaton which concluded her
yutorday. An InvltAtlon vu rclvel
from knights templar or Astoria to
hold th next yew's conclave Vier.
Other new of I tee ra lnclde: H. L.
Tomey ot McMlnnvllle, deputy grand
master; B. O. Potter of Eugene, grand
Junior warden; Percy R. Kelly, Balem,
grand warden.
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