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irEBFORD ir&TL TRIBUNE, IfEDFORD, OREGON, SUSDSY, 'AUGUST 27, 1933.
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7u- HIDDEN DOOR
BY FRANK L. PACKARD
. t-HIBt Leaving Germain.
.altlag, whom he love; walung
ui a motor boat. Colin Hewitt has
crept through the dark tooodj 10
Ihi "club" a criminal hangout, to
warn Joo Latarrc that Dollatrc'o
hl-iackert glan a raid. Colin hope
for kelp asainel Ike Haek, Arete
York underworld Car, from La
aire, although the Ifaeb operate
thut tame Bt, Lawrenoo river
"club." Colin ie too late ; ho e tied
to a tree; Dollaire'e men eftoof
down tho club "members" and blast
their way Into a eecret room, .a
earre llee wounded on tfte poroh;
now Dollairo eete fire to the club.
Chapter it
DESPERATE ATTEMPT
TTB stood tbera watchlni. Tht Of-
ares ran back to the power
house. The flames began to mount
kyvariL Ana he could see Lasarre
making desperate efforts, as the
flames licked along the front wall to
ward him, to wriggle farther hack
from the threshold, winning his way
only by a hopeless Inch or two at a
time.
He could see Dollalre's men com
log ont of the power house with arms
fall ot little packages and bundles
that contained he did not know what
And because there wasn't any more
firing, he knew that the "members
of the club were penned up some
where down there on the shore,
routed and beaten.
A nightmare I It was no night
mare! It was real enough. It was
only his brain that was reeling
with the horror of It To stand here
and watchl In another Ore minutes
less than that the flames would
reach that open doorway that dark
object lying there still barely be
jrond the threshold. Why didn't La
sarre move faster? The man was
wounded, of course, but he wasn't
dead tike Kennlston. Why didn't
fee
A low, startled cry came suddenly
from behind him. Be jerked his
bead around. Someone was standing
there on the path within a yard ot
him a girl shadowy His mind
snapped back into action.
"Germalne!" he said hoarsely.
"Colin!" She was beside him
Bow. "What Is ltt What has hap
pened T I beard a lot of shots being
fired and then an explosion. And
and yon didn't come back. I couldn't
itay there any longer. I".
"My wrists!" he broke Id tensely.
"Undo them, dear as quickly as
you can."
"Oh!" she cried In a low, shocked
Tolce. "I didn't see. Colin, they're
they're bleeding."
"It's nothing serious. Can you
manage ltt"
"Yes; in Just a minute. Tell me"
"Not nowl There Isn't any time."
His words were coming In fast,
Jerky sentences. "You shouldn't
have come, but thank God you did.
You must go back to the launch the
Jnstant I'm free. Before you are
seen. Don't leave It again. Walt for
me there."
"Walt for you!" A sudden fear
was In her voice. "Colin, what do
yon mean? What are you going to
do?"
"The Are. Lasarre'a over there In
the clubhouse wounded." He was
till Jerking out his words. "The
flames aren't far from the doorway
bow. That's where-he Is. Just In
Side the doorway. But there's still
a chance that It's not too late. I've
(ot to get him out It I can."
She was working frantically at
his wrists.
1 "But you can't reach him," she
protested anxiously. "There are a lot
of men around that other building.
Tea would be seen the moment you
tepped out from these treee here."
"No," be answered quickly. "I'll
keep among the trees and go around
this end of the clearing. It's scarcely
any farther, and I can get in through
the back ot the clubhouse that way."
"Then I could go too," she as
serted. "I might be able to be of
some help. There that awful thing
is off at last!"
THE! only way you can help any
more now Is to take care ot
yourself!" He was rubbing the
bruised skin ot his numbed wrists
tp restore the circulation. "Any
(jitng else Is Impossible, Germalne.
.Ton must get back to the launch at
once."
"But, Colin, I" her voloe broke
in a hslf sob "I csn't
"Germalne," he said huskily, "ev
ery second Is counting. You've al
ready done far more than your share
don't let that go for nothing now.
for God's sake, dear quick!"
"Oh, Colin!" ehe whispered, as she
dung to him desperately for an in
stantand then, turning, sped back
along the path.
And then Colin was running too
ui ..uiuuuug at times as he made
the short circuit ot the clearing.
Lazarrel No, It wasn't Just Lasarre.
Any man! He would have done It
for any man who was trapped there
as Lasarra was. There was nothing
herole about It Just to get In
through the back of the clubhouse.
Germalne! God, her courage ... I
And so he ran, keeping close to
the outer edge of the trees, the
flames and the moonlight helping
him to pick his way. It was not far.
He was at the rear of the clubhouse
now. There was a back veranda
steps close to the trees not much
clearing bad been done here.
He broke through the trees and
ran up the veranda steps. The back
door was unlocked. He flung It open
and stepped Inside. A glare ot light
from the front of the bungalow
showed blm the way. He raced for
ward. A swirl ot smoke choked him
stopped him.
The smoke cleared away. He went
on again. Leaping shadows carica
tured a radio, lounging chairs, a
table, and a settee fantastically.
This was the living room. There, be
yond, was the front door, open, that
gave on the veranda and, Just In
side the doorway, a dark shape
huddled on the floor.
Lasarre! That was Lasarre, ot
course! He lunged forward. A wave
ot heat that scorched his lungs, rob
bing blm of his breath, drove him
back. Queer that ha could see out
through that open door! No ons
seemed to be coming and going In
and out ot the power house any
more. He lunged forward again
reached the huddled form on the
floor.
."Lasarre!" he called ont "La
sarre!" There waa no reply. He dragged
the man a foot or two back Into the
room and bent down to pick blm up
In his arms. '
He cursed his wrists again. His
hands seemed to be detached from
his arms. Lifting the man In his
arms, be staggered across the living
room and ont onto the rear veranda.
He sucked In the fresh air avidly
as be staggered down the steps.
TUB man In his arms stirred
mumbled deliriously:
W.P. W.P. Tell the Wine Press
to get Dollalre. Tell the Wine Press
d'ye hear tell "em! It's Dollalre
damned scum tell 'em , . .1"
The words were thudding at
Colln's brain as ha reached the bot
tom ot the steps and laid the other
on the ground. W.P. Yes, that stood
tor Wine Press hut what waa tbe
Wine Press? What did that mean?
But that could watt Where was
the man wounded? How badly was
be hurt? The flames from the side
of the cli'bhouae threw Into fitful
relief a white, ashen face, a blood-
soaked shirt and the man waa still
mumbling in delirium, but Colin
could not catch the words now.
He tors the shirt open. Ot course
It was Lasarre. Bouchard had said
so. And there was the scar on the
right shoulder to which Reddy had
referred a long, Jagged cicatrice
running parallel with the shoulder
blade. But be had not torn the man's
shirt open to look for that scar. He
had not thought of the scar, or had
any doubt In his mind but that It
was Lasarre; he had torn the shirt
open to look tor Lasarre'a wound.
And now his Hps tightened. There
were a good many wounds. Shotgun
wounds. Lacarre's body was pep
pered with them. He did not know
how serious they were. What was ha
to do? It Lasarre
He rose suddenly to bis feet From
the back ot the clubhouse here he
could not see the power bouse; but
shouts reached blm now, volleying
English oaths coming nearer. That
answered his question. There was
nothing more that he could do tot
Lasarre now except leave him to
his friends.
Yes, and ha smiled grimly it
would be Just as well, not only foi
the sake of Lasarre, but for Qsr
maine's and his own, If ha were not
called upon now to explain hia prea
ence here!
He stepped quickly, back In
amongst the trees that were only
tew yards off, and waited. They
would salvage what they could, no
doubt and the only way they could
got Into the elub at all now waa by
way of the back door, so they were
bound to sea lAsarre lying there.
But he must at least make sura ot
that tor the (Ira would His mind
swerved oft at a tangent Dollalre
must bare oollectod his loot and es
caped. fCopyrVAt, IMS, Pro A. JtootamV
Golfn, tomorrow, overhears eoeje
t tffe "club members
ENGINEER FLIRTING
SAY CM VICTIMS
BURUNOTON, N. 0., Aug. aa (AP)
The allegation that the engineer ot
freight train which struck their
automobile was busy flirting with a
girl by the roadside and neglected to
sound a warning signal Is contained
in a suit for damages tiled here by
O. L. Michael and O. W. Shepherd.
The oomplatnu ask as.ooo each of
the Southern railway for Injuries and
damages.
twld, Murdook 6) Co. oannors 01
the Mora area brand Bartlett pears.
will be represented at Mediord this
en aeon by Myron Root
LONG BEACH, Calif., Aug. 36.
(UP) Workmen excavating for . a
ewer in the Signal Hill OU field to
day stumbled upon the fossilised re
mains of two giant prebtstorlo mam
male, one a mammoth and the ober
a camel.
Museum experts aald the remains
possibly were 300,000 years old and
constituted the most Important scien
tific discovery since the famous Brea
pits In Los Angeles were explored
several years sgo and wielded nu
merous prehletorto bones.
The mammal, of tbe Imperial group,
stood 16 feet high, scientists said.
They had not unearthed enough of
tbe remains to determine Its length.
It was of the type which roamed this
region until becoming exllnt 40,000
years ago.
Scientists said the mammoth and
camel may have died In a battle or
were swept together during the glacial
period. Tbe bones wra found at a
depth of 3S feet.
Tan Winkle Goes Eaat.
SALEM, Aug. 36. (AP) Attorney
general L H. Van Winkle left today
to attend a conference of attorneys
at Grand Rapids, Mich, where the
constitutionality of various state laws
authorizing Interstate ssle ot convict-made
goods will be considered.
Klamath Pelicans
Feast On Dead Fish
KLAMATH PALLS. Ore, Aug. 36.
(UP) Pelicans and seagulls infesting.
Klamath and Cwauna lakes were en
Joying a "Roman holiday" banquet
today on fish killed by a strange mal
ady In the mters of Ewauna lake
and Link river. Tbe disease has
taken a huge toll of cattish, mullet,
suckers and chubs. Trout seem Im
mune to Its ravages.
BANTOUU IU., Aug. 38. (AP)
Fire of unexplained origin swept
throueh ths photographic and radio
equipments buildings on Cbanute
tleld today, causing damage wmcn air
corps officials estimated at (1,000,-000.
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