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MEDFORD MATL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, THURSDAY, AUGUST 24, 1933.
Zk. HIDDEN DOOR
BY FRANK L. PACKARD
sr.VOPBJBT Coll BeuHtt must
deliver a letter to Joe Latarre,
u-so lives at a crooke' hangout on
the fit. Lawrence that paeeee or a
club. Colin hopes, with the letter,
to eecure Lol irre'e aid agalnet the
Mask, a Sew York killer. Intend'
ing to team the club of en impend
ing attack by Dollolre'e echooner
fvlt of hi-fackere, Colin borroiee
.Oermaine Tremblay'e motor boat
tor the tourney. Oermaine, icho
109 et Colin, eecretee hereelf
aboard! he leavee her with the
boat, but before he reachee the club
he i elugged and tied by'tioo ot
Dollolre'e men.
Chapter M
THE BATTLE BEGINS
""iERMAINE! A moment of mental
torment came and rawed re
placed by a reassuring thought that
tinned Into nil mind. The launch
was well hidden In the shadows
back there along the river, and It
was not at all likely that any search
would be made tor It
The only risk on this score was
the chance ot contact with, and rec
ognition by, Larocrjue and Bolduc,
but these two men here were not
Larooqueand Bolduc, and from what
they had said he gathered that, bar'
log now been rendered Innocuous,
lie would be left where he was, and
that they were callously Indifferent
as to what became ot him afterward.
For the time being then, at least,
this meant safety for Oermaine,
thank OodI ,
The gag In his mouth, distorting
sis Hps and jaws, brought him bru
tel discomfort; his wrists felt
numb where the belt was lashed
around them. He strained a little at
the lashing Ineffectually; but other
wise he made no movement His
yes fastened on the two men. They
were standing within s foot or two
ot blm. Botfc were armed with what
looked like sawed-off shotguns the
butt of one of which he had no
doubt, had crashed against bis skull
not so very long ago. They were si
lent now, saying nothing waiting.
His eyes searched past the two
men. The power house, which he
could still see from where be lay,
was, as Bouchard had said, only
few yards away from the club per
haps forty at the outside. Trees, ris
ing from the slope of the river bank,
showed between the two buildings;
but Just beyond the power house
there was an open space where
there were no trees, and It seemed
as though he could catch in the
moonlight a glimpse of white, tum
bling water.
There was no sign of any of the
rest ot Dollalre's men, nothing to In
dicate where they might be sta
tioned, for, except for that single
open space beyond the power house,
the entire clearing was bordered by
wooded land.
His glance rested on the two men
sgaln for an Instant, and then, as
though In a sort ot premonitory fas
cination, his eyes fixed and held on
the clubhouse In front' of him. De
tails were of no consequence, but
he' found them registering them
selves on his mind In an extraneous
sort of way. What difference did It
make that the club was built In the
style of a bungalow, that It was
roomy and large, that It had a ver
anda on at least the two sides that
he could see, and that
ALOW whistle came suddenly
from somewhere near at hand.
It was answered by one ot the two
i men. A form came into view through
i the trees.
"That you, Paul!" demanded the
I voice ot the man who had called
I himself Chrlstophe.
"Surel'J replied the nowcomer.
; "It's me tor sure. You are all ready,
'you two, eht"
"Hell!" It was Baptlste's voice
.this time, surly with complaint
"How much longer da we waltr
The newcomer laughed In a sort
'Of ugly mirth.
"Just long enough for me to tell
you what you are to do when you
are through here. He has done well,
Oollalre. He has" The man broke
off abruptly, and, stepplns suddenly
forward, peered down at Colin.
"Who the devil Is thisr
"ens of the gang here that we
caught on his way over to the club,"
Chrlstophe answered. "We gave him
a little tap on the head to keep him
quiet and then stuffed his mouth
and tied him like you see."
"Ooodl" applauded the man who
answered to the name of Paul
"That will be one Isbb to begin with
Now, listen, and I will tell you. That
fellow Bouchard says that the man
named Kennlston who runs the club,
and another man named Lainrre,
are the only ones In the clubhouse
over there now, and that the rest are
all down below In the power bouse,
so you do not need any more men
here. Bouchard la not sure, but he
thinks there may be some way to get
out ot the power house from down
below. Bo Dollalre la putting soma
ot the boys on guard amongst the
trees all the 'way down to the river
on both sides of the power bouse.
You understand, eh T"
"Sure!" approved Chrlstophe
tersely. "And then Dollalre and the
rest smash in the power-house door,
eh? What did I tell yon, Baptlste?
That Dollalre, there, he Is like the
fox!"
"Let Paul talk," grunted Baptlste.
"He Is not through yet!"
"No," said PauL "Listen! When
Oollalre and the rest ot ns creep
up to the power house, and Just as
we rush the door, Dollalre will Are
a shot or two. Wben they hear that
the two men In the clubhouse will
come running out and "
"Damn!" Baptlste swore grittlly.
"They will not run farl"
"That Is the reason you are here,"
Paul chuckled evilly, "Very well,
when you are sure they will not run
far, you, Chrlstophe, will go with
the boys that are on guard amongst
the trees on the right-band side;
and you, Baptlste, you will go to the '
left side. That is where we will
need good shots It the rat trap has a
hole In It That's all! In two or three
minutes now as soon as I get back
to Dollalre and then It will be a
big night!"
The man was gone.
"T WILL take the on that comes
1 out first" announced Baptlste
gruffly.
"Good," agreed Chrlstophe. "That
Is all right for me."
Colln's eyes roved In a hunted way
around the clearing. Queer the
shapes and movements that the
trees took on In the moonlight! No,
not trees! Those weren't trees
they were crouched forms of men
moving swiftly out from the edge
of the tree and heading towards
the power house. There seemed to
be a great many of them.
Lasarrel The abysmal Irony ot It!
A chill horror gripped at his heart
He had not come here to warn La
sarre he had come here to see La
tarre die. Over there as Lassrre
stepped out on the veranda. "X
marks the spot." Savagery tore at
Colln's soul What made him think
of that? Like some reproduction of
the scene where the butchery took
place, and the body
A shot rang out from the direc
tion ot the power house another
and still another. Colin felt the blood
drain from his face aa his eyes fixed
again on the front door of the club
house. He did not want to look,
but be could not drag his eyes away
now from that door.
Subconsciously he was aware that
the two men had moved out into the
clearing and subconsciously he was
aware that there was movement
noise, turmoil In front ot the power
bouse but his eyes, did not leave
the clubhouse door.
The door was suddenly flung open.
The light from the Interior streamed
out and made a path across the ve
randa. Framed In the doorway stood
a tall, fair-haired man. Colln's brain
became on the Instant strangely
clear, strangely incisive, as though
It were something that was no part
ot himself, but was as a machine
which, though It functioned with
precision, was immune from emo
tion. That was not Lssarre. That was
Kennlston. Lazarre was dark. That
waa Latarre standing there In his
shirt sleeves on the threshhold just
behind Kennlston. And now Kennls
ton moved out across the veranda
toward the steps and the roar ol
gunfire beat at Colln's eardrums.
He saw Kennlston spin halfway
around, topple, then pitch head tore
most down the steps and lie there
motionless, bis head on the bottom
step, his feet stretched grotesquely
upward to the edge ot the veranda.
He saw Lasarra's hand reach out
to the Jamb ot the door as though
snatching at It for support then
wriggle downward, while his body
crumpled up on the threshold and
became an Inert heap.
He saw two forms, that his Im
personal brain told blm were Chrls
tophe and Baptlste, run forward to
examine their handiwork, evidently
satisfied, separate, and one run one
way and one run another across the
clearing.
It was the end of the chose. The
end of Lasarre. Colin closed his
eyes.
(Copyright, 1HI, Frank s, PoeftoMil
Hops aoress to Oolln, Monday.
THREE HELD IN AUTO
Three people from Washington,
charged with vrsnsporUtlon of a
stolen csr from that state Into this
one, were bound over to the federal
(rand Jury, when they appesred be
fore United States Commissioner vic
tor Tengws.14 here late yesterday.
The three were Roberta, Csmpbell,
John s. Schofleld snd John Son-rider.
Bond tor each was plsoed st aisOO
and tne three ordered committed to
the Multnomah county isll. They
were arrested recently by state police.
Divorced After 69 Years,
PITTS FIELD, Mass (UP) Levin
Toung, of Adsms, was granted a di
vorce recently from Emma Young,
whom he married st Washington ot
yesrs ago. Be charged desertion.
177 1
shortly for the English Lutheran
Theologies! Seminary at Chicago, HI,
to continue bis preparation (or the
ministry, will preach his first sermon
In bis father's pulpit In Zlon EnglUb
Luthersn church. West Fourth street
I at Oakdale avenue next 8unday at the
111 a. m. service.
Dr. Ksbele already has an older
'son In the ministry, Rev. David R.
Ksbele, pastor of the English Luth
eran churcb st Wtlmette, 111., a north
shore suburb of Chicago; snd a son-in-law.
Rev. Barry R. Allen, pastor ot
St. Paul's EnglUb Lutheran church.
Seattle, Wash. Martin, who will make
his first effort st preaching next Bun
day, la his youngest son.
Almost 7ft per cent of tsx reve
nues In Kentucky are raised by state
and local property taxes.
By C. M. PAYNE
YOUNG KABELE WILL
AVE FIRSI SERMON
Martin O. Kabele. son of Rev. Geo.
IP. Ksbele, D. D, who will leavi
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STRESS NECESSITY
PRE SCHOOL TESTS
The county school superintendent's
office Issued another ststement to-a,
day, urging parents, who wish to
enter children under six years of sge
in school this tall, to arrange for
tests, which must be taken.
No child under six years of sge will
be entered In the county schools un
less a test Is taken and passed at
the school superintendent's ottlce In
the county court bouse. Dates for
the test are August 38 to September
Inclusive. To mske appointments,
parents are ssked to phone 1353. Thla
order does not apply to Medford snd
Ashland schools.
Temple Shine Bojs Nok NBA.
TEMPLE. Tex. (UP) Shine boys
were among the first to adopt an
NRA code here. And. whether or not
It. exactly conformed to all the ad
ministration's recovery points the
price of shoe shines went to 10 cents.
TABLE MANNERS
By GLUT AS WILLIAMS
HAV7H6 BEEN FS, SrfS
IK MOTHER'S LAP, WHILE
PARENTS HAVE SOME
Wrfi TO EAT M RESTAURANT
DECIDES HTD LIKE TO
RLAV WltU THE IWJLE-WftRE
MOTHER, AftfeR SHORT"
&W SHARP WRESTUN&
fiffltr), REMOVES FORK
IROM HIS SRASP
DURltfG MOMErHWeVLUU.
IN Hro ACtWirlES, MOTHER
RESUMES EFFORTS TO
6fS0MfrllK61&Bn'
SE!2B1rWrM0HEf-l&
MAKE A DIVE FOR -THE
&0UP PLATE. NO DAM
AGE EXCEPT A UTUE
SPILLED SOUP
TO ULHET HlM IS 6HK
A SPOON TO HOLD. ATfER
A SECOND OR-TWOftROWS
rTON FLOOR
BffiDfS YVRI66Urte
WHICH MAKES ANY
IDEA OF MOTHER'S
EAHW& IMPOSSIBLE
5EEM& T6 OWEfpOWK. A-
fcftHS STRATEGIC MOMENT
AND MAKES CLEAN SWfeEP
OF SILVERWARE TO FLOOR.
MOTHER Decides sub haw
tUCHliM TO EAT ANYWAY
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(Oapyrlght, 1833, by The Bell Brndfaata, tne.)
TAILSPIN TOMMY-A "Fair Weather" Load!
By QLKNN CUAWUl
UAL rOKUKSX
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BOUND TO WIN "Soup'. Warm!
By EDWIN ALGER
3S7SHET"i AMD NEITHER VY1LU ill
4 UP ! ks. I I HE'S RIGHT WHEN
z HE SAVe "VOU DON'T
.sr-srS; Know anvthing A&otpjjVj
YOU OUTNUMBER. US
TWENTY TO ONE YOU LET
MY DOG LEAP INTO THAT
RAVINE AND YOU HAVEN'T
EVEN ENOUGH DECENCY TO
PERMIT ME TO FIND HM VJS
DIONfT COME SNEAKING AND
SNOOPING INTO YOUR. MOUN-
TftlNS-WE CAMS
to-;
KEEP HIM QUIET,
fiND MU7.1LE THE
OLD BKWRDi
TOOT WE'LL LET
EM BOTH SODEflL
IN A MINUTEI
You dont!
WNT TO B
HEAR ANY 1
MORE O' THIS J
sparrows a-
CHIN MUSIC W
f WE'RE NATN'60UPfe WARM, NON,"g
1 ONYOU,"THAO P3 JUDT IN MOTHER (S
3 HOW MUCH A4 MINUTE OR TWO lT'USg
i LONGER WILL BE RIPE FER yvi.
IClTBE " VlSg PLA-ETeRINV EM t T
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THE NEBBS-Waiting
By SOL HESS
OLTt, WILL. NOW HftSfc. W rtl OUT A
THIS SUIT PRESSED ANJD AfTT" 7. oc I I An i-r.;,o
IT BACK IN A MURY?IT'S m IT li it l . '
THE OMLV SUIT 1VE GOT X PACK? IVI A slices
VMITM ME OUTSIDP OP A 1 ,.- ,.- '
CAVJ'T LEAVE TWE
( WELL. ITS BEENJ TWO HOUI25 WOW
AoO MV SUIT'S MOT 6ACK WET
AMD HE SAID HE'D HAVE IT 8ACK IKJ
A elCPY 1 WOWDER UWAT cJiFPY MEAVS
, -L SOTTA LOOK THAT UP-ANJD 1
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AfOO MY VJ1PG Goes OUT VACWTIMG .'
1 L DOM'T CARE SO MUCH ABOUT THAT
(E1TMER THI5 HAS 6EEM A GREAT
VACATIOM - GUESS TWAT5 WHAT
5HOUI.O HAPREM TO A SUV OIHEV
. HE'S SlTTlMGi IKS PLUSH UP TO HfS S
EARS AMD ISM'T SATISFIED
BRINGING UP FATHER
By George McManus
D. ANOTHER HOT- DOC, XfJL onp OU rtn " " ' ( IO-UM TTHE A CHAIR-
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