PXGE EIGHT
MEDFOKD W8L TKLBTTNE, 1IEDFORD, OREGON, STJNDXY, MAT 28, 1933.
TlieWIaile Cockatoo
SYNOPSIS: As a sequel to threw
murders and a wildnerness ot inex
plicable horrors, Jim Sundean finds
someone hiding in ths wardrobe of
Bus Tally's room. But ths person
escapes, leaving ths situation as
beore with Sue holding off Fran
eis Tally, her brother, by sheer
courage in his demand that she pro
dues the token which will identify
her beyond Question, and establish
her right to shars their father's
hugs estate. Bundean, determined
to aid Sue, searches ths storerooms
of ths French hotel in whirh the
tragedies have occurred, and finds
there an eiderdown recently used.
Be returns to ths used part of ths
hotel
Chapter 45
THE TOKEN AGAIN
rt.VUL'S whits cap was bending
oyer a steaming kettle.
For a moment the chof didn't aee
me, as I was atlll In the little pas
sage outside the kitchen and out
side the area of light. I think, how
ever, as I turned away he caught
just a glimpse ot the motion, for I
heard behind me a kind ot howl,
something dropped and clattered,
and there was a sound ot hissing
steam.
It was not at all difficult to get
Into the priest's room. I would have
liked learning more about the miss
ing token from Sue before I
searched that room, but as it devel
oped It was not necessary, and I
wanted, of course, to take advan
tage of the opportunity at once.
For I found the token.
Although It was In a large degree
accident that I found It I had ap
proached the heavy window curtains
and was drawing them back to get
more light In the room when one of
my fingers slid somehow through
tho thick chenille cords of the enor
mous tassel hanging from the red
rope that controlled the curtains.
And In slipping ran upon something
that was not soft chenille and was
not tassel.
I worked very cautiously, there In
The chef didn't see me.
the gathering darkness, pulling at
the thing carefully to extract It
from the large bell-shaped tassel
It was a Jaggedly triangular pleoe
ot paper a thin piece with small
print. And the Instant my eyes
tell on the print I knew I had found
fiue's token. It was a torn half of
the chapter about love In first
Corinthians.
As I glanced at the page I saw a
word here, a word there, that made
suddenly bits ot old and familiar
phrases and automatically finished
themselves In my mind "with the
tongues of men and" "tinkling
cymbal" "understand all mys
teries,' and toward the bottom,
"face to face; now I know in part"
"and the greatest ot these . . ,"
TPHAT was why Sue had said what
she'd said. Had said it so
flatly, with such an effect ot casual
Bess, while sha'd watched Francis
ao carefully.
And It recurred to me with sig
nificant force Francis had not fin
ished her quotation. Had looked
faintly puzzled and baffled. Had, so
far as I could see, failed entirely to
catch Its meaning.
The token Itself surprised me, for
somehow I bad expected it to be
some kind ot Jewelry I don't know
why. It was, however, remarkably
efficacious simple, easily hidden
and preserved, and practically Im
possible tor anyone who discovered
its secret to duplicate owing to the
necessity for duplicating not only
ths editloii ot the Bible from which
the leaf had been torn, but the Jag
ged edge where It was torn and with
whose words the matching halt In
Francis's possession must exactly
coincide.
But I had no time, then, to spec
ulate. For the Implications of
Francis's refusal to recognize Sue's
one offer at compromise were Im
portant He had either failed to
recognize it purposely, not desiring
to do so, thus tacitly conceding Sue's
Dun Rackeeter In
Valley Reported
A new type ot racketeer was report
ed in MeaiorO yesterday. His aim was
to gain accoiinta rrom local mer
chants, through the olalm that the
Southern Oregon Oredlt Bureau had
riteir
by Mignoa G. Ebtrharf
claim In the presence ot witnesses.
Or he had not known It for what
It was.
My back had been, foolishly, turn
ed to the door. I don't know whether
It was some sound or rustle oz
whether It was only that strange
age-old Instinct that tells us when
eyes are watching us. At any rate,
I was suddenly aware of it, and I
whirled and clutched for Lorn'a
revolver. The door which I had
closed was open.
It was open and gently moving
and revealing about six decreasing
Inches ot blackness.
I flung toward It and was In the
corridor, but there was nothing but
dim Tails and blank doors to be
seen. I went back Into the room,
closing the door firmly. I returned
to the position where I'd examined
the scrap of paper and saw with
some dismay that the door itself
was completely visible to me from
a mirror opposite. I, then, and the
thing I'd held In my hands had been
clearly visible from the door.
AFTER a moment I folded the
token and slid It Into the little
cylindrical chamber where lead Is
stored In my pencil, and lot myself
cautiously Into the corridor. Sue,
to my great relief, was still In the
lounge, and Mrs. Byng and Lov
schlem and the cookatoo.
I nodded and then turned away
from the railing over which I had
surveyed the scene below aa I heard
someone walking along the corridor
behind me.
Lorn's brown figure loomed out of
the dimness.
"Well," he said. "Where have you
been? You weren't In your room."
"You are the very man I want to
see," I said. Mutually conscious that
those In the lounge below could, In
all probability, hear every word, we
walked farthor back along the cor
ridor. I said In a low voice:
"Why did you warn me abont
Tally J"
He hesitated, and looked nnoaelly
up and down the dim length ot cor
rldors with their occasional faint
glints and intersecting lanes.
"I told you I could not yet ex
plain." "You are going too far," I said.
"But It doesn't matter. I'll tell
you. It Is that you aren't sure the
man Is Franols Tally."
He said nothing. He'd moved bis
bead, and his face was now In the
shadow.
"Hurry up. Answer yes or no. Is
that man Francis Tally?"
There was another pause. All
around us loomed the menacing,
secretive, dark rooms. Presently
Lorn said quietly
"I don't know."
Of all the things I had expected,
that reply was the last one. I said
rather feebly: "What do you mean
by that? He's your employer."
"I know," said Lorn. "And I don't
mind telling yon that his coming
baa worried me considerably. You
see the fact Is that though I've seen
Francis Tally, I've well, I've not
seen him, so to apeak."
(Copyright, tin, tllgnon 0. Bbsrhart)
A tirrlfylng shift, tomorrow,
gain endangers Bus.
gone out ot business.
An early check by a merchant ap
proached Informed the bureau ot the
misrepresentation and other, mer
chants were Immediately Instructed
to be on the lookout for the Impoater
and assured that the credit bureau Is
still operating,
wary
OLD-TIE CABIN
I
APFLEGATB, May 27 -(8pl.) The
S'MATTER POP
"Voo st3 oon
Co M"RAC K -tl"Rft
CM-lAOK'-ts'Re. ) KT- EtU
ill V C cf0 o4wea,
i. j yyrtrbThe Bell
TAILSPIN TOMMY
THE NEBBS Some
I DOtJT KMOW WUV WE
DONJT VWR.ITS - EVGM
IP WIS PAPPV rS VERV
BAD VOU'D THINJK HE'D
6ET TIME TO SCRATCH
A POSTAL OR.
SOMETHIM
BOUND TO WIN A Faulty Memory! " EDWIN ALGER
Saw liprii!pgHteM
I
BRINGING UP FATHER
WHAT CAM I f VOO ftA- 1 I MR.OlGC-MAT I I -f EtN-AN TS A If I'M UM LOVE WITH VOW 1 1 1 ( COMtt TO ME OFFICE V
AV THAT -OOOO-BVe" tPEAK TO VOU? VACANT LOT- OAOGHTE.Fi -1 NEED VOUR TOMORIMW AM IXU I
VOULO MAKE ANO TAKB THE t HAVB A LOT. tOU 9HOULO HELP-1 CANNOT UVB j ( 1 GIVE VOO EtsJOOCH MCAlEY
' VOU HAPPV? NEXT BOAT CMMYMINO- J WEAR A I WITHOUT HER-JI I MIVh" FEf? A REVOLVER AN'
There's No Guesswork in Tribune A. B. C. Circulation
last of Little Applegste's old-tune log
houses that marked the old pioneer
life, burned to the ground Friday noon
when It caught fire in the attic ana
was ablaze before the owners, Mr.
and Mrs. Ancll Ollaon, discovered It.
The two-story log structure was built
over 3fl years ago by J. Hartman now
of Jacksonville. Mr. and Mrs. Fred
KUenhsmmer lived on the place at
The Scarlet Menace!
Mistake
MtSJO ?VT AIkJt INJ
1 THIS .KITCHSM IF VOO
TEU. HE WHERE IT IS
VU. GO THERE ASJO
ORDER. CALVE5 LIVER
i AkJO 6ACO0
5-3.7
that time. The fire was discovered by
Mrs. Bob Pulllura. who was there car
ing for Mr. and Mrs. Gllson, both
being ill with the flu. Mr. Ollson's
sister, Mrs. Hattle Logan of Jackson
ville, was visiting there. Besides the
house, the cooler, woodshed and
smokehouse also burned to the
ground. Very little was saved from
the house, although the neighbors
By C. M. PAYNE
15 ABOUT THE TEKJTH
-nrr -i-wcr -rn r. vjn -rUTO( SLIPPEO BEH1KJO OR BETNAjeEU I MA1I HE'S SOT A
rooT. r
ET T IP IT COMES
T
saved the meat from the smokehouse.
The house was covered by Insurance.
An Instsnt, accurate credit report
may be obtained from the Southern
Oregon Credit Bureau while your cus
tomer waits.
i
Are you looking for a "Wearable"
Hose? Try the 75c and SI ones at
ETHELWYN B. HOFFMANN'S
1 THOUSHT MESBS A
lettek cams, awd it
THE WORLD AT ITS WORST
i i
V
OMCE . - VOO REMEMBER TAT . RES.5TERS, ME ACTS
MANJ VOO POOKJD IKJ A
&OOW AFTER r
oavs
Accident Law for
Commercial Autos
S. H. Thomas c? the Industrial
Accident commission, who was a vis
itor here yesterday, stated that a
cbange In the Industrial accident
commission law has been made, and
will become effective June 8.
The new law provides that all taxi-
WHfW VrtjUVE T50HE ALL VOUR WEEK-ZMV
TtiEPAV BEFORE, VRPCftCEP VOOBlE
TrtE USUAL TiME ON THE PIANO, AND TWlSHED ALL.
YOOR. HOME-WORK SO THAT NOTHING COULD INTERFERE
WITH VOUR. prTCHlNe IN" THE Bl3 SATURDAY SAME
THATS A FRESH CLERK VOO
CAtOT EVErO ASK. HIM IP VOUSOT
OEL
cabs, transportation trucks, stage
lines, special delivery, or any motor
vehicle hauling property or persons.
Is automatically subject to the ill.
Those not wishing to be In this group,
must bsve written rejections into
the commission office at Salem not
later than June 8.
Broken windows glazed by Trow
bridge Cabinet Works. '
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
By GLENN CUAFFDt
SSI UAL FOBBEBt
By SOL HESS
5TAV - AWAV - FROM - ME I
LIKE HE WAS
By George McManus
A