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MEDFORD MAIL TRIBU1TE, MEDFORD, OREGON, SUNDAY, APRIL 16, 1933.
W$ TfieW&ile Cockatoo
by Mignon C. Etcrhart
SYNOPSIS: Jim Sundean waits
for the police to come and arrest
him tor a murder he did not com
mit in a halt-deserted hotel in
Southern France Circumstances
point to the guilt of an attractive
American airl sue Tally, who only
a ehort time beore has ashed
refuge from an abductor in Sun
dean's room, but tcho would not
permit him to search for her pur
suer. She handled, in passing, c
sharp sword in the. hands of a
flours on an enormous old clock in
Eundean'e room. Bundean has
found the sword In the breaet of
the murdered man. Now Father
Robart. ill at ease, is praying over
the corpse Sue has tied, and Bun
dean tries to concoct a storu that
trill not incriminate her. Then,
across the court, he sees a tnrc hs
lelteres to be hers.
Chapter 9
THE SHOT
IT was Sue Tally. It was not Sue
Tally. It was Sue Tally.
I told myself that I was mistaken,
t told myself that the light upon It
bad been too brief, too sudden and
. awift a flash to permit me to recog
nize any face. But I stared and
stared at that unshuttered window
and wondered what was back of
those winking blank panes, and
that strange, -haunting resemblance
to Sue Tally's face would not leave
me.
Suddenly I was conscious that
Lorschlem had roused from .bis
distraction sufficiently to note my
gaze and follow It. I had the Im
pression he had overlooked some
pressing and urgent aspect of af
fairs. This impression was con
firmed when be caught his breath
sharply, slid a quick glance at me,
and said suddenly:
"But I must go. There are things
Gretna will want you and Father
Robart can stay with the with
this." His eyes Indicated the thing
at our foet
"Walt," I aaid. "Wha room Is
that across there? What number
la it? The one with the shutters
open." .
H1b eyes were veiled and yet In
tensely aware of me and my ques
tion. "You mean across the court there!
That Is about 81 or 30. Why?"
Not 19, then.
"Is it unoccupied!"
"Yes." He replied directly, with
out a shadow of hesitation.
"I. saw a face Just now, in the win
dow"" "No, no. You are mistaken. There
Is no one there."
"There certainly was a face there,
Lovschlem."
It seemed to me be looked faintly
rellevec at the implication that I
did not know the face. But he said
a word or two to the priest, who did
not look around or reply, and wad
dled hurriedly away. At the end of
the passago be met the little portor
and stopped for a few words with
him before he disappeared around
the corner, and the porter hurried
toward us.
Madame bad called him, the por
ter said broathlessly, and he was
to remain with us while Monsieur
vent to her asslstanee. '
Turning into my room, I threw
my coat over my shoulders and took
a flashlight from my bag. The lit
tle porter watched me anxiously,
and I said aa I returned to the cor
ridor: , -
"I'm going to look about the court.
Back In a moment."
He did not seem reassured, but,
of course, had nothing to say. Then
I closed the door,' saw the porter's
Ibrlght eyes watching it and what
pe could see of me, stepped out of
(their range of vision, and anapped
the button on my flashlight. It
made a darting circle of thin light
Ion the stone floor of the lan'llng.
("TIERE were no signs of a Strug
1 gle, but I could have expectod
mone. There were no muddy foot
prints, for thore was no mud; every
thing in Armeno vas dry and cold
and wind-swept. Thore were no
cigar ashes. There were no coat
'buttons. There was nothing but a
dark blotch, quite small, where the
doad man bad huddled.
I bent close to the worn stone and
Hooked and looked, turning my flash
light bore and thero, and eventually
1 did discover a small red piece of
what looked like bard rubber or
vory hard wax. It was rough and
Irregularly semicircular and about
the size of a halt-dollar. It boro no
faint resemblance to any kind of
clue. I put It in my pocket merely
because it was the only thing ex
cept the dark patch on the stone
and a dry brown leaf that the land
ing held.
It was Just at that second that
there was a sudden lull In tbe wind:
everything, shadows and shrubbery
and rattling windows, fell Into dead
quiet, and I heard an unguarded
step on the stairway below me.
It wasn't any sound but a step.
I knew that perfectly, and I daresay
if the wind bad not lulled Just at
that Instant 1 ehould not be alive
now. But I heard It and moved to
one aide in order to look over tbe
curve of the railing. And at that
very Instant there were two sharp -cracks
of a revolver, my flashlight
spun out of my hand and thudded
somewhere below, tbe wind awooped
down upon the courtyard with a
crash, and every light in the hotel
went out.
My band tingled but wasn't hurt
There was no sound but the hurl
ing of the wind, and 1 found myself
running down the stairway, hold
ing to tbe railing. There is no ex
cuse for It, but that is what I did.
I encountered nothing on tbe
stairway. If it was Lovschlem wbo
bad shot at me and I thought it
possible be would probably either
follow me to finish the Job or seek
to reenter the hotel himself.
He certainly was not apt 'o re
enter tbe hotel by way of the wind
ing stairway and the corridor where
tbe priest and the porter waited;
If I followed the wall cautiously past
the great iron gate below the en
trance arch and then around tbe
corner, opposite, I might catch him
at the door of the lobby.
BY this time I had cooled a trifle,
and mv nroeress was slower and
more careful, and I wished I bad
some kind of weapon. Lovschlem
was fat, however, and out of condi
tion. If I could get him before he
had time to use his revolver again
something brushed my hand. Tbls
time it was not a sbmb. It was a
rough fabrlo and an arm. and it
moved quickly away, and I burled
myself In Its direction, tackling low
as In football.
I caught only the flylngend of some
kind of garment which wrenched
Itself out of my clutch, my knees
scraped the pavement, and there
were three flashes, ft light from
somewhere off at my left and three
revolver shots tbat spat viciously
through' tbe tumult, . Vaguely 1
thought It was lucky I was flat on
the pavement and waited. There
were no more shots, and the wind
shrieked, and It was black as pitch
everywhere.
I wished 1 bad had the good sense
to retreat before it was too late.
and got cautiously io my knees, then
swiftly to my feet and ran to my
right a few steps. The sound made
by tbe wind covered my own foot
steps, but it also covered tbe sound
of any movement he had made.
Cautiously, straining my ears to
hear, I edged toward the wall of tbe
north wing, not, however, toward
the corner of the stairway. That,
1 thought, was where he would ex
pect me to go; It would be natural
tor me to attempt to escape by the
way In which I had entered the
courtyard an entrance which, 1
realized rather chillingly, had been
entirely too precipitate. When
someone starts shooting at yon In
the dark and you have no weapon
at all, you can't help wishing vebe
mently tbat you were elsewhere. -
Against the wall, with some kind
of small tree in a tub at one aide of
me, I waited. If he approached 4
from tbe side of tbe shrub I would
hoar htm or feel him and have some
warning; then, since you'd rather
take a chance than stand still and
be shot, I could take him perhaps
unexpectedly and have a belter
chance In a light. -
Presently 1 began to work quietly
toward the door to the lobby. Tbe
entrance gatoa were locked. Sue had
said; he would not deliberately en
ter the hotel by tbe north-wing cor
rldor above, and the only place left
waa the lobby door.
I encountored no one and heard
nothing but the wind. And I bad
not more than arrived at tbe lobby
door when the lights suddenly
Sashed up:, the light swaying above
the entrance, -throwing the court
Into shadows and empty white
spaces again; the light from my
door above; and now a light in the
lobby beside me.
I stopped aside from the door into
the shadow and waited again. There
waa nothing to be aeen but the
shadows and the bending ahrubs
and trees in the courtyard!
Oefoated and angry, 1 opened tbe
lobby door. Madame, her red hair
shining under the desk light, looked
up at mo, a quick flash In her green
eyes.
'Your husband lust came In by
thla door," I said. "Whore is he!"
No one entored by tbat door,"
she roplled crisply. The cockatoo
chattered, and she added: "Hush,
Pucci."
(Copyright. 1S1. Allonon 0. Hberhart)
Tomorrow, Sus tami with fright
ned ayto at th murdtred man.
Local Pastor Builds
Locomotive Model
A toy-sue worxlnj model of a
Bnltlmora At Ohio express psssenger
locomotive, made by rather W. J
Meagher, of the Sacred Heart Hos
pital, attracted admiring young window-gazers
Saturday to Hubbard's
. atore. where the train engine la displayed.
More than 900 hours were apent by
Father Meagher .In completing the
locomotive which measures three feet,
eight and one-halt lnchea in length.
and weighs 63 pounds. Mechanically
perfect, the dwarf engine runa In a
manner to be envied by tbe original.
Ladles of 6acred Heart ohurch cor
dially Invite tbe women of this com
munity to Easter Monday luncheon
at Parish Hall, one oclock. Prloe 39c.
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NEXT YEAR G. A. A.
OFFICERSJLECTED
At meeting of the Girls' Athletic
association, at Medford high school.
April 10, officers for next year were
elected and further plans were made
for Play Day, April 22. to be held
at Grant Pass.
The newly elected officers were:
president. Leda O'Nell; vice presi
dent, Anna, Scheel; secretary. Pat
rlcla Young: treasurer, Ruth D'Al
blnl; publicity manager, Margaret
Ward; sports manager, Lucille Knlps;
fell leader. LaMerle Beck.
Among plana discussed for the
Play ' Day, were the number to at
tend, and the number of cars avail
able. Time and place, for leaving, to
Journey to Grants Pass has not
been definitely settled. A short
meeting Is scheduled for the near
future, where these plans will be
made.
All girls were urged to attend Play
Day, as It la for the benefit of tbe
Medford G. A. A.
Women of thla community are In
vited to attend the Easter Monday
luncheon given by Catholic ladles at
the Pariah Hall, one o'clock. 36c admission.
LEWIS THANOS LANDS
TWO LARGE SALMON
Lewis- Thanoe, 13-year-old Medford
youth, was reported today by his
brother to have caught two large sal
mon yesterday at Savage Rapids dam.
One weighed 20 pounds, and the other
18, be stated. Pete Toskan, also ot
Medford, reported catching his sec
ond fish of the season yesterday.
An Instant, accurate credit report
may be obtained from the Southern
Oregon Credit Bureau while your cus
tomer waits.
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