PAOB SIX
jrEDFORD MXTE TRTBTJKE, MEDFOUD, OREGON, TUESDAY, 'AUGUST i, 1933.
WTlu- HIDDEN DOOR
SYNOPSIS: Turner,
. erook and boyhood iriend of Colin
Hewitt, the mystery writer, aske
Colin to deliver a letter for him,
should Reddy be put on the epot.
Colin promises, and Reddy explains
what underlies the request. It ie
the death ol hie 6ouIiuJ idler,
Annie, whoeet hueband had been
4'bumped off," and who had been
kidnapped by a man Reddv eue
pecte woe "The Uask." Later ehe
tcae found dead In the river. The
SJask le a powerful underworld
figure, with many oange, alt sepa
rate. The gang leaders each know
the msk le only one of his Innu
merable disguises, Reddv believee
ne has picked up the Hash's trail,
and knows hie own life Is in deadly
peril. s
Chapter Four
COLONEL HARGREAVES
'T DON'T like It," pronouncod Colin
1 gravely. "It's all right In a
tory; but, Reddy, If you get the
toods on the Mask there's the law
and "
' "The law be damned!" Reddy
broke In fiercely. "With a hundred
perjured witnesses and a million
dollars to spend, he'd get off. This
ki between him and me. He killed
my pal, and what be did to Annie
4're told you. He'll get a chance to
Bght but he'll die."
Colin paced the room and back
sgaln.
"Look here, Reddy," he said,
'about that letter you want m to
lellver If well. If things go wrong
Htmitem
"I'm afraid I Intrude,"
with you. It It'a a fair question, I'd ,
like to know It it has anything to
do with this Inhuman our you call
the Mask. 1 know you said that
you " He broke off suddenly.
gomoone was knocking at the
loor.
"Expecting anyone?" Reddy asked.
"I'm alwaya expecting someone,"
Colin answered with a faint smile.
'You said It a little while ago."
"The park-benchers?" Inquired
Reddy. "Your leg-pullers?"
Colin nodded.
"Probably. Do you mind?"
The knock upon the door was re
peatedbut, It seemed, a little
timorously this time.
Reddy ahrugged his shoulders,
"It'a nothing In my young life,"
he said.
Colin atepped to the door and
threw It open. A curious figure con
fronted blm across the threshold;
the figure ot an old, gray-balred,
gray-bearded man In a shabby, black,
broad-brimmed soft hat and a
shabby black Inverness cloak that
was drawn tightly around a pair of
stooped shouldors,
"I HOPE I do not Intrude." There
1 was polish In the man's voice,
but also the quaver ot age, and tho
trace ot a southern drawl. "I will
detain ;ou but a moment It I may
come In. A friend ot mine to whom
you were once very kind suggested
that I .-night have something of In
terest to Impart to you, sir, by way
at a atory. ' That you were In the
habit of"
"Thafi all right," said Colin
heartily. "Come in."
The man atepped forward, and
with a sort ot old-world elegance re
moved his hat And then halted In
bis tracks.
"Oh!" he exclaimed apologetical
ly. "I am afraid I do Intrude. You
are alreadr engaged."
"Quite all right!" smiled Colin, as
be closed the door, "My friend, Mr.
Williamson. Mr. t"
"Hargreaves, air," supplied the
ctranger. "Served as a boy in the
Confederate Army. 'Sixty-tour to
'slxty-flve, sir. Long gone by. Later,
a colonel by courtesy. I'm a very
old man now, sir." He bowed deeply
to Reddy. "The honor ot yonr ac
quaintance, Mr. Williamson 1"
WEYERHAEUSER SHIP
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ASTORA, Ore., Aug. 1. (AP) The
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steam freighter, Henley, bound from
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BY FRANK L. PACKARD
"A epot of atuic, jiom-. sug
gestcd Colin, with a genial smile
"I'm sorry I hare no Bourbon."
"Sir, Indeed, you overwhelm me.
"Splendid!" applauded Colin. Hi
poured out a generous portion.
'Neat, or with a splash of soda?" he
asked as he looked np and the
glass In bis hand crashed and splin
tered on the floor.
IN his left hand, dangling debonair
ly, "Colonel Hargreavos" held
his shabby felt bat;, in bis right
hand, bis cloak flung back over bis
shoulder, an automatlo held a bead
on Reddy.
"Mr. Williamson, eh?" There was
no age In the voice now, no soft
southern drawl; It was curt, de
cisive, deadly cold. "I suggest that
be Is far bettor known as Reddy
Turner, alios oh, well, there are so
many aliases."
Reddy's bend, arrested on Its way
to the bulge boneath the left shoul
der of his coat, hung across his
heart. His face had set.
"Who the bell are you?" be flung
out. "What do you want?"
"Two questions!" purred the
stranger with a faint smile. "I will
try to answer them both at once. 1
am the Mask, as 1 understand you
call me the man that you believed
you had so nearly unearthed.
"Well, so you had. It Is not often
' ' v.
said the Colonel,
that 1 honor anyone with my per
sonal Interventlou In mattors ot thli
kind; but as a tribute to your per
tlnaclty I so honor you tonight. And,
bosldcs, this place In Its discroot re
tlrement lends Itself so admirably to
an lntorvlow that I could not roslsl
It. What I want, or rather, who J
want Is you!"
Colln's eyes swept swiftly from
one to the other of the two men
His throat was suddenly sticky dry
He saw Reddy's hand shoot swiftly
upward beneath the left-hand shoul
der ot his coat but it never reached
Its objoctlve. There was a flash, thi
roar ot a report. Another flash an
other roar. He saw Reddy crumpli
up and pitch hoadlong to the floor.
And then Colin flung himself for
ward around the corner ot the desk
He heard a voice:
"You are Impatient. It Is onlj
that your friend had precedence!"
And then a flash and then uttei
darkness.
It might have been a minute, oi
ton or en hour. Colin never knew
He oncnod bis oyes. All was mist)
at first. Then, though In a blurred
way, his vision cleared. The llghti
In the room wore still ablaze. Tli
fire was still burning In tho grate
and In its lltful glow he saw Roddy'i
crumpled and motionless figure on
the floor. And he remembered.
He crawled across the floor,
olutched at the edge of the desk,
pulled himself desperately to his
feet, and snatched the telephone re
ceiver from Its base.
He stood there swaying. Ages
later a voice spoke.
Give me police headquarters,
Colin gasped. "For God's sake
quick!" The room was swirling around
him. Around and around he bit at
his lips. And then another roles
spoke faintly as though through
some vast space. He did not know
what It said, but he answered It
"Colin Howltt speaking," he bah
bled. "A murder bore, I "
And then his knees gave way be
neath him, and he toppled back
wardand was conscious of noth
Ing more,
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Into tht tingle, tomorrow.
river near Brookfleld, Wash., before
dawn today.
Indications were the ship had
bumped on sand end was probably
lime, tr any, damaged.
Executions for capital crimes tn
Ohio were carried out at the county
Julia until 1889,
MRS. JACKSON IS
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Fun-rid rll wer conducted In
Ashland yesterday for Mrs. O.. H.
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Mrs. Jackson leaves one daughter,
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of United States Senator Hiram W.
Johnson of California, committed
suicide by shooting, at but borne
here early today.
Johnson wss divorced by his wife
at Reno June 13, and she since re
married in Chicago.
The body was found about 8 a.
m. by the butler, who notified authorities.
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Senator Johnson was on his way
here from San Francisco at the time
Ghe suicide became known.
Johnson, the younger of the sen
ator's two sons, was shot through the
heart. He left two notes, addressed
to his mother and his father. He
was a practicing attorney In San
Francisco, where his older brother,
Hiram, Jr, also Is a lawyer.
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