Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989, July 13, 1933, Image 8

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Newspaper Page TextPXGE EIGHT By the World FORGOT A Neto Serial by Ruby M. Ayres SYNOPSIS! Qeorglt Bantruf:e lite hat become very complicated of late. She refused Clifford Aelf tr't offer of marriage because ehe lovee liicholat Boyd. Boyd it m Germany trying to have removed the tear thai hat tndfd hit film career. Kicholat' vjie, fiernie Boyd, It in England making a movie, and evincet considerable interest in Oeorgie't ttep-father, Biftop. And Bishop and Svelyn, Oeorgie't mother, art not on too Sood termt. Bernit talks with ithop and Oeorgit at her ttudio. Chapter FAMILY QUARREL EVER since she arrived it the sta dia Georgle had bees trying to fain enough courage to ask about Nicholas, and now she did to. In a quick, nervous little voice. "Is Mr. Boyd better? Toa laid he was 111." Bernle'i pretty (ace hardened a Utile. "I suppose he mutt be," the said disinterestedly. "I really haven't heard anything definite." and then she turned away as It anxious tor the subject to drop. Bishop was looking at Georgia with a faint smile, but he only said: "Do you think we can tear your mother away now?" Evelyn was thoroughly enjoying herself, and on the way back to London she talked with great en thusiasm. "Such delightful people, all of them. I never expected to be made ao welcome. Didn't you think they were most delightful. Bishop?" "Considering most of the money in the concern is mine, they could not very well be otherwise," he an swered. "Really, Bishop, to apeak to me like that In front of Georgia," Evelyn complained. In a moment she went on. "By the way, Bishop, have you made any definite arrangements about going to Germany? I have several Invitations to stay with peo iple, and If ' knew your plans I could make my own." Georgia glanced quickly at BIsh top; he had not moved or opened his wyes, but after a moment he said Iquletly: "Make what plans you like, my idear. I may not be going to Ger imany, after all but that need not Interfere with you." "Not going!" Evelyn colored angri ly. "Really, Bishop, after racing me half across the world for the specific reason tout you must go, to calmly turn round and tell me you may change your mind. What on earth does It mean, may I ask?" "Simply that I may change my mind, that Is all." "Well really I" Evelyn said again; he looked at Georgia tor sympathy. "You are the most trying man I ever knew. I give up everything at a moment's notice to bring you over here, and all for nothing. Have you realized at last that there Is nothing really the matter with you?" "Possibly." "I always sail you would," she de clared triumphantly. "Men are such bibles. They get a pain and they immediately think they are dying. Well I hope In future you will pay attention to me. Instead of being so inconsiderate. If I hadn't the pa tience of Job, I should have a great deal to say; you are fortunate In having a wife with such an even temper." ' "Very fortunate," Bishop agreed calmly. "AKD now all my plans are upset, I suppose," his wife went on. "Of course you will expect me to stay with you In that dreadful hotel. Tou know how I loathe hotels, even the best of them, and I had so looked forward to going to stay with the Hunters In Scotland." "Go by all means, I am not pre venting yon." Evelyn flushed; she did not want to stay with her husband, but on the other hand she did not like to be told she was not necessary to him. "And wbat do you suppose I can do with Georgle?" she asked shrilly. "Georgle can stay with me," Bish op said. There was a little silence, then Evelyn said nastily: "Well you seem to have arranged it very nicely between you. Do you want to stsy with your step-father, Georgle?" "I don't mind what I do," Georgle aid. "I'll go back to Uncle Edward if you like." Bishop opened his eyes suddenly and looked at her, and she added hurriedly: "Of course I knew I couldn't always stay with you." Evelyn said aggrieved!?. "I could take you 10 Scotland, of course, but I doubt whether you would be happy with me." FAMOUS PILOTS MAY LOSE CONTEST RIGHT WASHINGTON, July 13 (AP) Tha National Aeronautical Association today took action which may oost aaveral nationally known pilot the Ioai of their contwt lloenoe for three year for haying taken part In the air raeea In Chicago from July 1 to 4. backed by the Chicago Tribune, which the association listed aa an unlicensed contest. "Or whether you would tie nappj with her," Bishop said. She flashed him an angry glance. "Really I eoem to be in the wrong whatever I say," she complained. "And heaven knows I have tried to do my best for you both, but there is no gratitude la the world." "You've been very kind," Georgle said, wondering In bewilderment why the thought of returning to Ed ward Bancroft had given her a real thrill In a way she had been happy 1b London, and bad enjoyed the excite ment of her new clothes and of being taken about, but she had not met anyone who had really interested her, and sometimes the was con scious of a little feeling of weari ness, of wanting to get away and be tree once again. "I had hoped," her mother went on, "that amongst all the people I have Introduced to you, you would have found someone to whom you could take a fancy. But I never knew a girl like you. Men don't seem to Interest you as they did me." Georgle opened her eyes wide. "Someone to marry, do you mean?" she gasped. "You must eventually marry," Evelyn said. "All girls marry unless there la something very peculiar about them. When 1 was your age I had had halt a dozen proposals, and I suppose you have not had one." "Yes, one," Georgle said with a twinkle. "Some unspeakable young man whom I have never seen, I suppose," her mother said tartly. "Why did you not tell me?" "It only happened last night." "Last night?" Evelyn's face cleared. "Oh, then you mean that nice Clifford Asher? Well, that Is not so bad. His father Is a famous man, and no doubt Clifford will one day be quite well off. I am very pleased with you, Georgle." "But I'm not going to marry him," Georgle said quietly. "Why not?" "I don't love him." "Well, of all the absurd reasons Evelyn said. FOR ten days Georgle watched the mall : oping against hope that Nicholas Boyd would reply to her letter. She had found out exactly how long the mall took from Berlin to London, but even allowing: for a couple of days to elapse between the receipt of her own letter and the mailing of his it was too long, and she began to lose heart. "You're losing your color," Evelyn told her one morning. "It makes you look old and tired. You'd better uss some rouge." "I never had any color," Georglt said. She felt Irritable. "I was al ways brown, and I hate rouge." "You're very bad tempered," Eve lyn said. "Really, between you and your step-father. It's a wonderful thing I can keep my own temper at all," She hesitated a moment, then added: "Have you decided what you want, to do; in the future, mean?" "While you are In Scotland?" Georgle asked. "I suppose I had bet ter go back home." "How you can call that unspeak able place 'home' amazes me," Eve lyn said. Georgle was a little perplexed by her mother's attitude; she bad not expected that this sudden sense of "devotion" and "duty" would last forever, hut neither had she expect ed it to end i summarily. She made a mental calculation and found that It was six weeks since Evelyn had descended on Edward Bancroft's house and taken her away; some times It seemed longer. "What would you like me to do?" she asked. Evelyn looked nonplussed; she was not used to plain speaking and Oeorgle often disconcerted her. As a matter of fact she had grown a little tired of the girl's constant com panionship. She was a woman of moods, and It had been an Impulse of sheer boredom that had made her seize upon Georgle as a new distrac tion. "I'll speak to Bishop about It," Evelyn said evasively. "I'm in a hurry now. Goodbye till tonight, and do put some rouge on your cheeks." Aa it the color of one's face was the only thing that mattered, Georgle thought. She had not seen Clifford Asher since the night he asked her to marry him, though he had rung up once or twice. It was snother friend ship gone into the rag bag. Some how she had counted on Clifford, perhaps selfishly. (Copyright. I9SS, Doublcday 2oran) A glorious day, btfore l iQMlblllty opont, Mon ieorait. COLUMBIA FISHERMEN GAIN BETTER PRICES ASTORIA, Ore., July IS (AP) Pish prices on the Columbia river advanced, effective today, from cents a pound for Chinook and blue back salmon, to 0 cents a pound. The price on atelheada was raised to cents a pound, an advance of one cent. Broken windows giased by Trow bridge Os-btnst works. SWEETENS THE DREATH JIEDFORD MXTL ROSEBURO, Ore.. July 13. (AP) -The Oakland, Orgeon, section of S'MATTER POP- TAILSPIN TOMMY I oM tUt J (vjlt i no) T- mtm"W ' J TT prrron WfthJ "f4t ELECTRICITY N -VRl VW "nUMT Va tp;;'J f Lsr' jrWfggr sAM S (Copyright, 1933, by Th BtU gyndlcM, Inc.) tf UAlTlNd I f JOVW CAttTta II JANICE I IJISH -SSI J CM JltOCT WitMils. 1 t TOUi-V. VOU SHAIL TH aC UiaDAK47TCfJ0 8 bzJiSSlj??! 8SSASi5 IStAMO CAM SOUTHER.M FEET-- f. Jllh VI f ' 1 W 3 f !i!J xlLWWt'i,r?l2 1 J: . i jys ' BOUND TO WIN Step On It . 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THAT DOCTOR TO PROVE HE l"b domt know right-i have : SWHATHE'b 6EMT FOR AN' l; 7 XALHIW' ABOUT- OTHER DOCTOR- M There's TRIBUXE, fEDEORD, the Pacific highway apparently car ries a full-fledged Jinx for S. P. Nlck ey of San Francisco. Two years ago Mr. Nickey lost control of his car on a curva near Oakland, went over the bank and received minor Injuries. yesterday, a.t almost the same spot his car again went over the grade, resulting In critical injuries to both Mr. and Mrs. Nlckey who are today In a very serious condition at Mercy "Blue-Book" And "Blackbear Of Heart VW.TLI VOU MOVJ ?.VD K ZXZn TO LOOK AT , cttfo edami THAT PACE A&Alls) AMDlpsMKaV. VLL a loo cji- k rr OSCOfOTEXJT, L I No Guesswork in Tribune A. B. C. Circulation OREGON, THTRSDAT, hospital In this city. Mr. and Mrs. Nlckey each suffered head Injuries, while the latter also has a broken leg. Their daughter, Miss Frances Nlckey and her fiance. Robert Prouter, were preceding them In another car. the family being on ' the way to Bt, Helens where Mr. j Proutey and Miss Nlckey were to be ' married. By C. M. PAYNE 'miss srumtleV : i ITO ANJ extemttwat kiothimg could shake tvat LETy i conjpidekjce r-w crime 6KIM6 IOOO TO VOUCk:00WlkJ& HOvW VOO WORSHIP MOMEV ABOVE EVEI?yTHI)0,).l HAOfaCO OP IT WHEW VOU HAD ME ARESTEO AUO IP VOL) ARE - THESj - MUEBE.OJU. TD;irL4TUAT0UD6E OIO 6EVJOGTJ KKJEE AWO A5v: FDR. r RELEASE " f SprHttt. iim, br Tm tea aroKtK tn VE-OOCTOR-HS 1 RON OOWM-Wt WANTED TO iTART ON OOR VACATION BUT I'M, AFRAID HE MOM! I'LL AN EXAMlMATlOM HE DOE LOOK A UTTLE PALE- TOO ILL, TO GO- JULY 13, 1933. FOREIGN GOLD SALE WASHINGTON, July 18. (AP) Modification of the gold embargo to THE FAMILY ALBUM- luiuiwi . CALLS UP 16 &N THE DIMMKKS PIRK-fiONS HOW ID GETTO WE HOOSE IN THEIR CAR TELIA THEM TO DISREGARD HVAOHTH, TAKE THE SECOND LETT - WOODLAND ROAD- UNTiL THEY COME TO A 816 RED HOUSE MILDRED PUTS IN BIRCH ROAD IS CLOSED THEV'RE PUffiNg. IN 5 EWERS 7-13 thought wmeio we ASReeo uas mv AMyiErrv td I'M TO OUDGE VOO feOT SDUR MOMEV BACK KJISLICX NAlOMAJO I THOOa-TT VOO, ituta. b. a TtL onv IMliUil GIVE HIM I PEEL LIKE A . BIG TUB- "vna mm permit sale of newly mined gold In the world market to give the domes tic industry higher prices was urged upon President Roosevelt today by Representative Englebrldge (R. Cal.) and Senator King (D., Utah.) Indications art that the chief ex ecutive is Investigating Vie feasibil ity of lifting this part of the em bargo to permit gold miners In this country to receive from $28 to $30 TELEPHONE DIRE LTIONS TEUS THEM "TO COME Pr" THE BOULEVARD TURM RI6HT OH ELM STREET AND TAKE NOT LETT - HYACINTH ROAD AR6UMENT BREAK5 OUT BEHIND HIM THAT HOUSE IS MORE BROWN THAN RED, WILFRED CLA1MIN6 IT'S BEEN HMNTED 6W REPORTS THE SEWERS AND SAYS THEV'D BETTER 60 BACK AND TAKE HYACINTH AFTER ALL (Copyright, 1933, by Ths Bell Syndicate, Inc.) THERE WOO SO I M ) PACE OP ALL THE EVIDENCE THIS LETTER SCXIO VHAS MADE VOO REPEWTurUSED TO HOLLER'HELLO" SEE (-W6LL.DOUT SO TO KJIBUCKJAV ACROSSED THE HES OME OP THOSE -JUCXieS STREET KllBLIC VfOOLDUT WHO STILL TAKE: eviOEKlCE OVER IURJJEUCE 01 WELL- HS NEEDS A VACATION- BUT ' FIRST HE SHOULD iPEND A COOPLE OK WEEK IN A . HOSPITAL' I VI N . an ounce on the world market in stead of the $20.67 paid by the Un ited States mint. 4 CAMELO CLEANERS announce Free Deilvery Service now with Harry Chllds driving. Phone 1260 for better cleaning. Thanks. Real estate or Insurance leave It to Jones, Phone 098. By GLUYAS WILLIAMS EXCUSES HIMSELF SO HE CAN HEAR WIFE. WHO IS CALLIN6 FROM UPSTAIRS ITS MUCH SIMPLER To TAKE VVOOPLANP ROAP EXP1AJMS DIFFERENCES OF 0 PiHiOM ABOUT COLOR, AND flY5 ANrVvAV TORN LEFT there on birch road COMPLETES DIRECTIONS, IN FOL L0WIN& WHICH DIMMICKS GET COMPLETELY LOST AND ARE AM HOUR LATE FOR DINNER By GLENN CHAFFIM and UAL FOBBESS By SOL HESS l DOOT CARE.HES A "M Sj WASTV OLD TMIMS-l VOTCM PER HIM.OLO OUDSEdOWESl EVEM GROMTVOO A HELLO OM v CHRISTMAS vMORMIKJS IS', A eS c? By George McManus BY GOLUf I WONDER IP I AM GlTTIN' 5ICK?