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Newspaper Page TextPAGE six irEDFOKD MXTG TRn3TJN"E, rETVFORT), OREGON, MONDAY. AUGUST 14, 19S3. 7Ju. HIDDEN DOOR BY FRANK L. PACKARD bylji'SIH: Ocnniilnt Trtmblup U taking Colin Ueuitt, my'teru icriter, mm Cap a VQrane dovm the north ehort of the Quit of Bl. loicrenco to a llshinp elub where Colin hopee to deliver a vtueteriotu letter to Joe haxarre. Lainrre Is in the pat of the Uaek, Seta Yorli killer, whom Colin tears and hatee, A hp nettled down, nnd in mabtarr ehore, Oermaine's boot ticked a rock, end Germain viae stunned. Chapter 15 THE LANDING COLIN leaped back to the stern ot the boat. 'Germalne!" be cried cut In alarm. There wti no anawer. He bent over her anxiously. She mult bare been leaning forward and In the act ot shutting off tbe power when tbe Impact had flung her from her seat and her heed had struck some part ot the engine. She was stunned, surely no more than that, tor there was no sign ot any wound. His common sense told him that It could not be anything really serious but common sense seemed sorry comfort. He was In an agony of sus pense. Tbe boat grounded on the beach. He picked her up In his arms and carried her ashore. Her face, so close to his, resting on his shoulder, was white, bloodless. It brough. fear to him. Unreasoning tear because surely there was no real cause for (ear. Her hair brushed against his cheek, somehow strangely urging him to hold her closer stllL She was no weight In his arms, and yet bis arms trembled. His eyes searched around him. The beach was strewn with boul ders and rocks, but beyond, perhaps a hundred yards away, were trees, already beginning to look ghostly through the gray urtaln of fog. He carried her across the beach, found a patch ot award under the trees Just at the edge ot the wooded land. and laid her down. ' And now she stirred, opened her eyes, stared at him blankly for a moment and smiled. ''That's fine!" he exclaimed buoy antly. "Your'a better. But Just He till until I tie up the boat." . Then be brought cushions a tar paulln to lay upon the ground. "Now," he demanded, "how's that, . Utile ladyt" "Perfect!" she unswered. "It Is nice ot you and ao silly ot me." "Silly!" he ejaculatel. "All my fault! I should hare kept my eyea open." 'Tor romethlng you couldn't seel" ' "Oh, well," he said I little lame ly, "at least" "Oh, well!" she Interrupted, "That expresses It exactly. It . coildn't be helped, and anyway there's no real harm done. 1 pitched headlong against the engine when we struck, as you hare already guessed, and I shall probably have a headache which won't last." She felt gingerly oror her hoad with her hand. "Also a goose-egg which won't last either." "Stout fellow!" he applauded. The fog was still thickening. Colin could scarcely see the boat now at tbe water's edge. Thank God there was no cause tor gram con' cern on her account, bu what to do now? Suppose the fog lasted on through the afternoon, the night Interminably? He might get assist ance from the jlub. If one struck across overland, it couldn't be Tory far away. "Look here," he proposed, "from what you said, tbls club can't be more than a mile or so at most from here by land, and I think I'd better cut over there and ret some ot the chaps to help out. You can't stay here all night, you know." CHE raised barself up on her el- V bo. . "You will do nothing of the sort!" he stated with finality. "And why not!" he asked. "For a host ot reasons," she an- awe.-ed. ''In the first place, I'm quite all right, or, at least, I will be In half an hour or so; and, if It becam a Question ot going to the club. could go wltb yo In the second place, in this fog, we'd be lost In the woods before we had gone quarter of a mile. And In the third place, wt are pertectl; all right aa we are, no matter how long the fog lasts. We are not eren going to be aubjected to any hardships. There'! a thermos bottle and a lunch basket In the boat, you know." It sounded logical. Undoubtedly he was right. "Still the skipper, I psrcslve." he teasod. She tudsud her head. "You know the penalty for mu tiny, don't you?" "All right," he grinned; and then, seriously: "But If we don't get back within a reasonable time your fa ther will be frightfully worried." "No," sbe said calmly: "not a bit. Father was brought up on the coast. He knows eiactly what we will hare done. So long as we get back before be leaves for Gaspe. It will be all right and we're sure to do that, for this fog, of course, will delay the Belle Fleur too." "Splendid!" said Colin. He spread one edge ot the tarpaulin oyer her as a covering, and quite unneces sarily rearranged the cushion under her head. "In that case," he laughed, "I shan't mind, from purely selfish reasons. If the fog lasts on a bit." Tbe fog did last unduly. Dark ness came. In spite of her Insistence that It was "nothing at all," the blow on her head refused t be treated quite so cavalierly, and she bad been content to He where the was, drows ing a good part of the time. She was asleep now. But now It was a wholly natural sleep. The lunch basket and the thermos bot tle, Just as evening had set In, had worked wonders. What time was It? Colin, sitting on the ground beside her, fumbled for his watch, and then replaced It in bis pocket. It he struck a match might awaken her. It must be somewhere around ten o'clock. A queer smile twisted his lips. The last sort of complication he had ex pected to encounter on this quest ol his for one Joseph Lararre was Germalne Tremblay. Like a story. He knew now that he had written her finally and for all time Into his life. HE realised now that, from tbe moment he had mat her on tht Bonaventure, he had subconsciously known this would be so, but be bad never questioned himself. And tbls afternoon when be had carried her from the boat, and sbe had lain there In his arms white and uncon scious, suddenly be bad known then, too, that there never would be need for questioning. He knew now that everything that the world held for him was vested In Germalne Trem- blsy. And she? He shook bis head. If their companionship had come to mean anything more to her than the frank and open friendship which she ottered, she bad shown no sign ot It. But neither had he, tor that matter. His hands clenched sud denly. Over their picnic supper she had asked some natural and Inno cent questions about his life In Bos ton-and he had Hod glibly. But why go on with that? It had been with him all atternoon and eve ning. What good did It do to tell himself again that the masquerade was not ot his making, and that he was no criminal? What could he say to a girl about love, even If he dared hope tLat she too might care, when he himself was being bunted tor bis life and could onlv be a source of danger to her It he were discovered? He shrugged his shoulders In vi cious dismissal ot the subject He thought of the boat and wished he could at least jllmpso it. But be tween the fog and the darkness he could not see more then two or three yards In front ot him. Perhaps he couldn't have soen the boat any way from where he sat even it there were no fog. He turned his bead sharply lis tening. His ear had caught the sound of movement somewhere in the woods noar at hand. It came nearer the crackle ot twigs and underbrush. An animal of some sort, probably. His Hps tUhtened a little. Germalne was still asleep, and he did not waken her. Why should he- yet? His hand went Into hie pocket and came out with the revolver, for which he had bought a reserve sup ply ot ammunition ta Quebec and which had never left his person since the night he had picked it up In Butch Connal'a room. And now the sounds died away for an Instant then came again. But this time It was the crunching ot sand. Whatever it was, It waa moving along the beach now. Not tar away. But he could see nothing. And then suddenly there came what seemed like the thud ot a heavy body falling on the sand, then a yell ot pain, followed Instantly by a tor rent of vita oaths in English. (Copyright. 1931. Fronk L. Packard) 8udd-n danor thruati Ititlf upen Colin nd Ocmalne, tomorrow. II OF Owing to the activities necessary In connection with the Legion's ama teur boxing tournament, itartlng at the Armory tonight, there will be no meelng of Medford post of the Amer ican Legion this evening, commander L. C. Oarlock he announced. The tournament will continue three nlghta end aa there are a greet many details requiring attention of Legion naire it was decided to postpone the meeting until next Monday. August 31. Sams Valley Grain j Yield Above ope, SAMS VALLEY. Aug. 14 (Spl.) ' Prom all reports, eo far from, grain growers In this section, the newly threshed grain Is yielding above ex pectations. Two exceptionally good yields of wheat were reported by Dick Straus and O. T. Wilson. The former reports over 60 bushels to the acre and Wilson over forty. These were small tracts. RIGID CONTROL FOR PETROLEUM PLANNED WASHINGTON. Aug. 14. An Intimation the federal govern ment would provide for rigid control over oil production In the petroleum vriao practice piB-n now Hearing com pletion came today lrom Hugh 8. Johnson, the Industrial administra tor, whose aides are writing It. Bandit Kirks Victim GRACEVILLE. Minn.. Aug. 14. P) Twelve nutimra an1 mn1nvM J were forced to He on tbe floor today as six bandits raided the First Na tional bank of approximately as, 500. One victim was kicked in the mouth when he turned to see what was go ing on. Remembers Poem 80 Years. ROCHESTER, N. H. (UP) At 80, Mrs. Vienna Jewell recently won a prise speaking contest by reciting a piece memorized when she waa a child of six. AMERICAN TEACHER WOUNDED IN TURKEY ISTANBUL, Turkey, Aug. 14. (A) Raymond 8. White of Wlnfleld, Kan sas, en American teacher of the Smyrna International college, was wounded In the foot last night by Turkish gendarmes who mistook him for an escaped brigand as he was motoring at high speed from Oer gama to Smyrna, China Flood Horror HANKOW, China. Aug. 14. (JP) Further news of conditions In the flood aiea of North Honan Province, arriving from Chengchow tonight, disclosed additional details of horrors facing the seemingly doomed town of Szcshol, about 60 miles west of Chengchow. S'MATTER POP- STETTIN, Oermany, Aug. 14. (JF) Chai-ged with remarking to drink ing companions that Chancellor Hit ltr was a Czech Jew, Thoursten Johnson, an American sailor, was sentenced today to six months Im prisonment by an emergency court. The American consul Is Investigating the vse. By C. M. PAYNE -tAPPeNcVD, ESCETT WA (Copyright, 1933, by the Btll grniHest, I"' ) sM SUBURBAN HEIGHTS By CLUYAS WILLIAMS tens ON A HOT SATURDAV NlfeHT Whew his family was awan milt 6r16s8v , unable to sleep, went pown to smoke a cigar on the veranda . about 3 a.m., dropped off, and did nt wake up till the nei6mb0rh0od was soiks to church (Copyr-gH '33, br To H Byfltettt, 1st.) TAILSPIN TOMMY Abandoned Treasure! I ULKNN CIIAKKLN us ual ruaitEsx I fine. TeeASvae Goat ecvr ay a LAC TO r&IA'SKH.T MS V 7 wao rtiiisreo A DOOM Ojrr TfeT TAgAS f A0 T TCJlQltTO rZon TVeT SOCATVG PV A TO TiV ActjrKm ld!ng Brill Mstsl Works. 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