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PAGE SIX MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, MONDAY, JUNE 12, 1933. ft By the World FORGOT efej A New Serial by Ruby M. Ayres BYNOP81H Oeorgle Banoroft, all the way aotote the Atlantlo, hat torotd the gloomy Nloholat Bottd to talk to her. and lutt be lore landlno in Bnglan ', ho hat ad mitted that ho it a Uttlo tond of hor. Oeorgle hat boon in Nov York for a villi to hor mother and wealthy etep-tather. Nloholae, throve a dttd ot heroism, hat tut' ferot a maimed taoe and a lame lev, and the movie tndvttry, where two monthe before he wot a nam' pered leading man, hat totted him overboard, wortt, Bornle Boyd, hit wife, eannot face obtourity in Hioholae' native England, and r molnt In New York, Nloholae hat dttmltttd Georgle, however and now Oeorgle hat returned to her unole't village home, Chapter Ten FATE AT WORK THE! house was unlocked but de serted. Oeorgle went up to her room. She was evidently expected, for the bed wa made, and the window was wide open. She went to the window and leaned out, sniffing the fresh air, A red roae bung cloae to the all), and she carefully picked It and placed It In a tumbler of water on the dressing table. It made ber think of Nicholas Boyd and of ber roaes he bad thrown into the sea. Where was he now? she wondered. "Ships that pais In the night, Nelly bad said well, some ships meet Vgaln even If It was years afterwards, and many, many miles away. Georgia waa glad that the rain which bad greeted ber at South' ' hampton hnd oloared oft and left sunshine, and at the aama time she found herself wondering how she bad managed to pasa ber days be fore she went away. They had never dragged. She had always found something to do, and somewhere to go, even If It was only down to the Boar's Head to talk to Mrs. Speara and Trouve. The vicar bad once told ber In bis mildly die approving manner that young ladles ought not to go to the Boar's Head and talk to Mrs. Spears. "Whom can I talk to thenf" Geor gia bad asked In her dlreot fashion. He had looked Uttla nonplussed, knowing that owing to ber nncle'a fondness for whisky, she was rather ostracised by the so-called well connected families round about. It wasn't even as It Uncle Ed ward got respectably drunk; he did It In all sorts of places, and In all sorts of company. Mrs. Spears was a great friend of bis, and he bad even been known to drink beer wltb Mr. Scarlet EORGLH had thoueht It all rather funny before ahe went away; something In her liked to shock the respectability' of the neighborhood, but today she waa seeing things from a different per spective. Uncle Edward waa very much of a revolutionary. He bated conventionality and aald that people were only respectable because they hadn't got the "guts" to be anything else. vGuta" waa a favorite word of bis. ., Outalde, the Iron gate slammed, then the front door slammed, then there waa the aound ot a heavy walking stick being put Into the rack In the wall and then her uncle'a voice, loud and threatening as usual. "Damn It all, can't anyone move these boxes? Do you want me to break my neck!" Georgle flew downstairs, hor eyos shining. "Here 1 am," she said. Edward Bancroft atood In the ball; a big man wltb a body that must once have been One and up right, but which had now grown a little fat and coarse; a red face which must once have been hand some, and rough grey hair that looked aa It It bad not seen a brush for years. "Do you wast me to break my neck?" be demanded again. "The hall Isn't the place for boxes. Have 'em moved." He went on Into his study, and Georgle followed. . "It's been lovely," aba said, her enthusiasm as yet undamped. "What's been lovely t" be de manded, making at once tor the whisky bottle. "Everything," Georgle aald. "New Tork, the boat, everything." "MEW YORK'S a hell upon earth," was bis uncompromising an swer. "How's your mother look ing?" "Beautiful" Edward Bancroft said "Bahl" and It waa more expressive than It be had used a itrlrg of words. Georgia realised that it would be Hubby a Might Owl RENO, Nov., June 13 (UP) Di vorce from Charles Hooper Crosby, Piedmont, Cl., clubman and million aire, waa granted Mrs. Lorraine Ivory Crosby liere today. Crosby stayed out ntfhu and otherwise caused ber "extreme mental anguiab," ahe testified. pWMGllY'S SPEAIIm i I W MOW EVEN BETTER wiser not to presa the subject fur ther, and to change the conversa tion she asked after ber nncle'a cronies. - "How Is everybody? It seems ages since I went away." "Everything's just the same, ac cept that Mrs. Spears." Edward Bancroft drank halt a tumbler ot whisky and set the glass down wltb a bang. "Mrs. Spears has gone out ot ber mind, I should think. Taken a lodger a damned play-actor fel low; all American hat and cheap swank." "American hat!" Georgle breathed quickly. "American hat," ber uncle aald again. "A film star, aha calls him. mm it Georgle flew downstairs. Says bo's been 111 and has come for quiet. Quletl Why In the name ot Moses couldn't he take himself and his ugly face somewhore else, In stead of coming hore spoiling the village." "Ugly face!" Georgle whlBpored. "Got t. groat scar all down one side," ber uncle said grimly. "Mrs. Spears calls him a hero. Damned fine hero, I should say I Got It In a drunken brawl If , the truth's known fighting over aorae woman as rotten aa himself." Georgia came a atop nearer, her eyes were like stars. "What's his name?" she asked. 'What's Mi name, Uncle Edward?" He lookoc' at her and scowled. "What do you want to know (or? 1 oxpect bis name's Smith, or Jones, or something but he calls himself Boyd NIoholoa Boyd I . . . Ouitht to be locked up tor taking a good old name like that." He made a second attack on the whisky. "If Mrs. Spears takos my advice she'll get rid of him," ha wont on. "Kick him out, American hat and all before he runs tip a bill he can't pay. I know his sort 'Qulot' indeed! Whore are you going?" ha de manded, as Georgia turned to tbe door. She looked back at blm. "I'm go ing to get some tea. What you just said reminded me that I hadn't had any." But though she went Into the kitchen, ahe only stood and stared at tba kottle, her lira smiling, ber eyes dancing. Ships that pass In the nlghtt Well, this one hadn't passed It had come surely and swiftly, straight Into harbor. (Copyright, 1911, DouMtdoy Dora) Tomorrow Qoorgu oil en an eld frltnd. Arlsone'a spring lettuce crop, esti mated at a bait million dollars, was the most profitable since that ot 1939. 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BD OF THAT T COST ME TD GET RIO AMD IT WASWT HALC K-Sa Akron'a rank was urged for the navy today by congressional Investigate at the eame time the lone eurvlvlng officer of the disaster which demol laked that craft was ordered to sea-i Lieutenant Commander Herbert V. Wiley wu directed to report June 35 to the V. . 8. Cincinnati, a light crulaer in the battle force of the Pacific. ... By cluyas Williams TESfe PEN ANP IS SUR PRISED to find there WAS STILL A UTTl ink irt rf FDRTUNftTELy NOT MUCH INK SPILL'S. WIPES If OR MORE OR LESS, ANP 60S CHEERFULLY BOCK To HrS 'COWP' By GLENN CHAFFIN - and HAL fOBBESX By EDWIN ALGER By SOL HESSf T3LA8BER - MOUTM MftRrr-'M TUAT OF RHEUMATISM AS BAD. , t. SSSIJ By George McManual