PXGE EIGHT
MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, MAT 30, 1933.
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SUE'S HIDING PLACE
IFLTJNQ myself toward her, and
grasped her arm, and wrenched
the pistol from her hand,
"You are Ill-fitted for this," I said,
pi know what your purpose la here,
tot oourse. I auppose they promleod
you a lot of money to Impersonate
JJIbs Tally later on."
She looked at me sullenly. She
ald with a touch of defiant triumph:
"I've aeen you, too, when yon
didn't know It. I followed you all
over the hotel yesterday afternoon,
end you didn't know It, But yon
nearly caught me there at the door
of tV
It waa this girl, then, not the
trios L I shoved the letter I still
held crumpled In one ha'Jd Into my
pocket and said:
"What have they done sitii MIbs
Tally?"
"Don't you wish you knew?" she
said with more spirit than she'd
yet displayed.
"Yes," I said truthfully. "Tell
me, was It Lovschlem who killed
Stravsky and Marcel and the
priest?"
Her eyes shone with hate, and
she was all at once powerful and
vital. She said: "If It was Lot
Bchiem, I'll kill him, and he knows
t"
and that girl talked and talked, and
I waa tired, and you heard me take
a long breath and "
I, cut Into her swift, confused ex
planations. "Coma with me.'
"Oh, no not to the white Salon.
They'll Mil me, too."
"No, I'm not taking yon there.
Just to a room down the hall. Come,
You'll be safe."-
I took her to Mrs. Byngs room.
When Mrs. Byng opened the door,
I simply thrust the girl Inside. I
said:
''I can't explain. Keep this girl
here. Don't let her call anyone. Do
you know how to shoot?"
Mrs. Byng was superb. She lifted
her nose, gave a delighted sniff, and
said:
"Give me the gun."
I ran Uii-Jgh che corridors, hop
ing at every turn for the sight of a
gendarme. There was none.
Then I was at the door of the
White Salon. I laid a cautious hand
on the knob, and holding my re
volver before me tried to peer Into
the darkness of the room.
There was no sound, and It was
entirely black.
I went to the fireplace. My eyes
were becoming accustomed to the
dark, but I longed tor some kind of
light I could see no closet
I wrenched the'plstol from her hand.
I said slowly: "So It was Stravsky.
He was your connection "
"Don't speak of him," she crlod.
"He was a man. Lovschlem's a
Jellyfish."
"Look here," I said, feeling rather
as It I had unleashed a revengeful
panther. "Tell me where they've
got Miss Tally, and I'll It I can
I'll help you out of this." .
"Yon may be right" she said
finally, giving me a black look, "But
I don't know. They promised me a
lot of money."
"What good will money do youf
6travsky can't be brought back."
It was not as brutal as I thought
It might be. She was fully aware that
life was still to be lived, and that
inoney was not a bad thing. She
said again:
"They promised me a lot of
ponoy."
DARED not wait I dared not
tompt her with the necessary
pare,
i "What's your name?"
"Ellse." I think she was rather
accustomed to being beaten In life's
struggles, for she said It dully.
"Tell me at once whore they've
got Miss Tally. Hurry up."
Probably I had strengthened what
must have been a growing distrust
of the Lorschloms. Which fact gave
a curious sidelight on her life. She
aid, watching me:
"She'B In the White Salon, I sup
pose, I was there. Grethe and Lov
schlem pushed me, made me hide
that night"
Ellse said, "Lovschlem"; Lov
echlom, then, was not the man In
the courtyard. I said:
"What do you mean? Quick."
She hesitated. "In the fireplace.
It's lust an old cupboard up above
the ledge, I was there this morning
when you found the priest"
"What! Did you know the body
was there?"
"Nol No! I swear It!" Her words
burst out In a rapid flood. "I was
In the north wing, and I heard you
and Sue Tally coming, and I bid In
ithe White Salon. First I was going
to get behind a curtain that's when
jl dropped my handkerchief. But you
"Sue," I whispered In the silence
"Sue."
There was a little rustle from In
side the wall about the height of
my head.
I bent over and rolled up the fire
screen. The space seemed very
large. I ducked under the mantel
breast
I groped Into the darkness, met
cold wall and a ledge. And my
groping hand suddenly encountered
two feet bound together at the
ankles.
It was Sue.
She said, when I removed the gag,
that she wasn't hurt but she clung
to me, and I could feel her heart
beating, and her breath.
All a( once I realized that we
must got out of the Ill-omened room.
I took her cautiously Into my room
next door. I put her In a chair she
was trembling with cold and with
the reaction of released terror.
I took my heavy flannel dressing
gown anJ put It around Sue, and I
took her wholly Into my arms and
held her, and I kissed her and kissed
her and was never so happy In my
lite.
SHE told me briefly how the Lov
nhlAma tiftif haan th... In th
corridor beside her room. She'd
gone to turn on the light and Lov
schlem had simply clapped his fat
hand over her mouth and lifted her
Into the corridor and some woman
flashed inside the room and Grethe
whispered sharply that it Sue
screamed, the woman who'd gone
into Sue's room would kill Sundean.
"I have the token," I said rapidly.
"It was hidden In the priest's room."
"You have" She paused. "But
how did you know what It was? It
can't be you don't know."
She watched me unroll the small
thin paper. I held It toward her, and
she gave a Uttle gasp,
"Why you " It was a sort of
gasp. "This this Is the token but
it Is not my bait It Is my brother's
halt."
"Then your brother "
"The priest was my brother. The
priest was Franclsl"
fCopyrlfM, If Jl, llleno 0. tbartiart)
The whits oookxoo, tomorrow,
contributes toward a solution.
Boy Drowns When
Raft Overturns
PORTLAND, Ore, May 80. (AP(
Albert Welclennan, 15, drowned tn
Mast Lake here today when a raft
upon which &e and three other boys
were riding oapslsed about 00 feet
from shore.
Fender and body repairing. Prices
right. Brill Bheet Metal Works.
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Phone Ml. Weil baui away your
cruet. City Sanitary Service.
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WEI! 6 LEY'S
SWEEttWS
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IS STATELEADER
SALEM, May SO. J(AP) John
Mlln of The Dalles was Inaugurated
as president or the Oregon State
Association of Master Plumbers at
the closing banquet at their conven
tion here.
Some 300 delegates chow Portland
as the convention city next year and
favored Eugene for the 1930 conven
tion site.
National President X. B. Klelne of
Cincinnati predicted hat within ten
years master plumbers would be rec
ognized on tibe same par with engi
neers and be granted degrees on a
similar basis. He declared master
plumbers were responsible for bring
ing about the high state of sanita
tion which prevailed In the world,
and especially in this country.
Don't throw away your old tires. Let
Mac. and Ted fix them. 32 No. Front
St.
TREE TROOPERS
TO
THE DALLES, Ore., May 30. (AP)
Ten officers and 284 "tree troop
ers" reached Maupln Monday bound
for the reforestation camps on the
Mount Hood national forest The
men, all from Chicago, arrived In
seven sleeping cars. Five baggage
gars carried their equipment and
supplies.
The c. O. O. contingent was given
preliminary training at Fort Sheri
dan. They will be divided into two
forest camps, with 41 men at Bear
Springs and 143 at Bonney Crossing.
Fifty men and six officers arrived
last week to prepare the camps for
the larger conelngents.
DINE AND DANCE at BONNEY
GRILLE, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Satur.
days at Sunday afternoon and eve
ning. Reservations for private par
ties Monday, Wednesday Prldsy.
Route 1. Box 5, Gold H1U.
S'MATTER POP
By C. M. PAYNE
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(Copyright, 1933, by The Bell Syndicate Ine.)
THE WORLD AT ITS WORST
By GLUYAS WILLIAM3
AffCR PA-fHWLY' HOLDING t PliUE TOR
VOURSfrF AT fur ED6C Of fHE SiPttWAl-K. AW OfTCER
OF -THE LAW CHOOSES THAT VERY SPOT "I& T&KE
up his Post, just as the parade cohk tHTo view
(Copyright, 1933, by The Bell Syndicate, In&l
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TAILSPIN TOMMY Joe Plans A "Pre-Dawn" Attack!
By GLENN CHAFFIM
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THE NEBBS All For The Best
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