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Newspaper Page TextlEEDFORD MAIL TRIBUXE, MEDFORD, OREflOX, MOXftAT, SE?TEXBER 18, W33, , PAGE SIX Ike. HIDDEN DOOR BY FRANK L. PACKARD trSOPSIB; Colin Bewttt, the writer, hoe witneeeed murder and crime tt all eorte. He hae poeed tor weeke ae a crook in an effort to track down the ilaek. New York underworld eear. He fuet hoe oome from epending the might in the Haek'e headquarter, Imiti he had pretended to be overcome by loee of blood from a evperfioial wound received on a ht-tacking expedition. And he hoe dlecovered the hidden door that in ite turn htdee, he ie euro, the eecret of the ilaek. Koto he ie making o rendeevoue with hie friend. Detective Sergeant Mulvey. Chapter 45 FRIENDS MEET THERE was a pause, than Ser geant Mulvej spoka crisply: "Whera ara you? Uptown or thereabouts?" "Tea," Colin returned. "All right, I'll fix It Go over to the Eranwajr-Stratton. One more coming or going In that lobbv'U be lost In the shuffle. Don't register. Aak the room clerk (or the key to 608-A. That ain't the key you'll get, but it'll be the key to tbe right room. Go up to the room and wait (or me. I'll be right along. Get It?" "Tea," aald Colin laconically aa he bung up the receiver. And fifteen minutes later, baring followed out Sergeant Mulvey'a di rections, be found himself the occu pant of a large, pleaaant "room with bath" on the second floor of the Kranway-Stratton. He pulled an asy chair Into a position across the room facing tbe door and at down to wait Ha bad com to the point be realized, wbere be could no longer play a lone band a fact wblch In ltelf afforded blm Intense relief. He needed help now. Police help the sort that Detective Sergeant Mul vey bau at hla command. That had been the basla of tbe plan be had evolved last night He lighted a cigarette. There did not seem to be a flaw anywhere In tbe plan. He bad gone over It de tail by detail a doien times. He went over It again now. It ought to work It Tim Mulvey picked the right men, and Tim Mulvey could be depended upon to do that It was There was a perfunctory knock as the door opened. Detective Sergeant Mulve7 stepped briskly across tbe threshold and came to an abrupt top. Then with a suddenly set face, be shut the door behind him and planted bis sturdy shoulders bellig erently against It "Who the hell are yout" be rapped out Collr got up from hla chair and held out bis band. "Coming from you, that's a com pliment Tim," he laughed, "and don't say you 'wouldn't havi known me' because you didn't Inciden tally, at the present moment I'm Clarkle Lunn all except the voice." "Well, I'll be damned I" gaaped Sergeant Mulvey aa he caught Colln'a hand In a hearty grip, "What's the big ldeat" "Howd you work this sort of thlngr Colin countered as be waved bis hand around the room. Sergeant Mulvey grinned. - "By special request from tbe police," he said, and bis grin wid ened. "Tbe gag's so old it ought to make a hit In one of your books If that's what you're thinking aboutl I Just get the right number coming In, and the floor desk up here's been tipped off. Nobody knows who's got tbe room, and there's nothing to tie us up together.- You can talk your head off, and for aa long aa yon like." . "All right" aald Colin. "Lock the door then, and sit down." SERGEANT MULVEY comptled. "Shoot!" he Invited, as .Colin al so seated himself. "It looks like you'd got something to say. What's it about f" Colin did not answer instantly. It was not only a long story, and he hardly knew where to begin but be bad Just noticed with some Inward mlsglvlnga that Detective Sergeant Mulvey'a left Jaw waa angrily red and swollen! "Welir prodded Sergeant Mul vey. 'Shake It loose. What'a It about!" Colln'a eyes lifted, met Sergeant Mulvey'a, and held the other's for a moment "The Mask," he said quietly. "Would you like to land him, TlmT Sergeant Mulvey leaned tensely forward In his chair. "Yon mean," be asked halt under his breath, "that yon've got a line en him?" "Yes." said Colin; "I've got a line on him. But I want to say first that Reddy waa a million times right In what he said about him, although yon wouldn't believe tt Tim. My description of the Mask would be that be'd borrowed an Invisible cloak from Satan and then had gone to work to show Satan bow It waa done. "I don't know how long ago ha began, but long enough so that he's swinging a moo today in every line of crlnlnal activity tbere'a any big money In. It may Interest you to know, for Instance, that tbe counter feiting plant down on tbe St Law rence we were all reading so much about a little while ago was one of his rackets." "What makea yon think sof de manded Sergeant Mulvey bluntly. Not 'think,' Tim," corrected Colin gently. "1 waa one of those 'also present' on the night the place was hl-jacked and Kennlston waa bumped off." "What!" ejaculated Sergeant Mulvey Incredulously. "Then per haps you know who did It?" "Yea; It waa a man named Dol laire." "Who's Dollalre?" "A rum-runner from St Pierre." "That's worth knowing!" Ser geant Mulvey sucked In bis breath sharply. "I'll make a note of that I" "I wouldn't bother If I were you," advised Colin confidentially. "He waa hl-Jacked in turn outside the twelve-mile limit here last night he and his crew put in the spot, and" his schooner sunk." Sergeant Mulvey stared. "How In God's name do you t that?" be reaped. "I waa there," aald Colin. "My Godl" Sergeant Mulvey'e hand roved helplessly through hla balr. "I don't got youl How did you come to be there?" COLIN bent forward and touched Detective Sergeant Mulvey lightly on bis swollen Jaw. "That's the reason mainly," he said dryly. "And here's your artil lery. I brought It along with me from my room." He reached Into his pocket and tossed the gun Into De tective Sergeant Mulvey's lap. "Sorry, Tim! I didn't know It was you at the time, but I would have had to do It anyway." "Almighty Moses!" stuttered Sergeant Mulvey. He picked up the gun and examined It as though sus picious of its identity, then, with a grunt of recognition, dropped It Into hla pocket "So you're the bird tbat laid me out are you?" be blustered. "I've, been looking tor him bard. I could aend you up tbe river for thatl Aiding and abetting a man to escape arrest on a murder charge la penitentiary stuff, my bucko. Damn it" ha fingered his Jaw ten derly "I'm telling youl" Colin thrust out his wrists. "Bracelets, Tim?" be aaked con tritely. Detjctlve Sergeant Mulvey coughed. "Go to belli" he retorted. "Got anything else to spring? You've done pretty good so far." "Yes lots," said Colin aoberly. "And, except tor the reason, which I am not at liberty to tell you, that took me to Roddy's old room on the night yon left my place, whlcb rea son in turn was the reason why 1 went down on the north shore ol the Gulf of St Lawrence, I'm going to give you the whole story right np to this minute. Now listen." Sergeant Mulvey produced a cigar, bit off the end, and lighted It "Go to ltl" he urged. "I haven't forgotten that you said yor had a line on the Maak." And then, aa briefly and concisely aa he could, though Interrupted by many a quick-flung question or com ment from Sergeant Mulvey, Colin told the story of the weeks that had elapsed from the night he bad paid the visit to Roddy's old roon until the hour or so ago when he called up his listener on the phone. "There's the story," he ended: "and here's where you draw cards. I'm putting In an emergency call." Detective Sergoant Mulvey Jump ed to his feet and began to pace ex citedly up and down tbe room. "Boy," be burst out "I ain't got It all yetl I'm trying to make myself believe 1 ain't boon dreamlngl Thla'll bust New York wide open!" "Yea," said Colin with a queer smile, "except that perhaps New York would like to know who the Maak Is. and well Just bow ha was caught" Detective Sergeant Mulvey paused suddenly In his stride then flopped down In bis chair. "You're right" he aald. "J waa counting the chickens. Well?" (Copyright. 1JI frank L Packard) Colt, and Mulvsy make a plan, tomorrow. 0. S. C. WILL OPEN CORVAIXIS Oregon State college. the oldest Institution In the state ' ..... . .nK rinf-.llnn will H. gin tU sixty-sixth yea of Instruc tion Monday, September 18, when the class of 1037 registers for Fresh-, man week. Freshman week la held In advance of the starting of regular term, for which upper clansmen will register Saturday, September 23. In order tbat tbe administration and (acuity of the college may be (ree to give undivided attention to the needa ot the new students. It provides an opportunity (or the freshmen to be come oriented on the campus, to learn where different bulldlnga and claaa rooms are, and to get acquaint ed with each other and with the faculty belore the older student re turn. The cblet value of this prepara tory week, however, In the opinion ot Registrar E. B. Lemon, who or iginated the Idea at Oregon State 11 years ago and has been In charge ot the programa ever since. Ilea In the instruction and lntormatlon im parted to the beginning students by some of the most experienced, mem bers of the faculty in lectures dur ing the week. Dr. U. O. Dubach, dean of men, In hla lecture on "Comparative Values." during this week, for Instance, will take palna to give the freshmen a general Idea of the proper relationship between the omereni pnaseo oi Al lege life. H. T. Vance,, . professor ol secretarial actenoe, whose topic "Budgeting," has had years of expe rlonc tn teaching atudenta how to use their time and money to best ad vantage. Dr. r. w. parr oi me kbwi of education, whose address- is en titled "Study Hlnta," la the author of a syllabus on bow to study which Is in 0nrat demand, even by exnerl- 'enced students. Dr. Kate W. Jameson, dean ot women, wm taia on vouege Spirit and Traditions;" ur. r. a. uu flllan of the school of pharmacy on Student Actlvlttea," and Mr. Lemon on "College Procedure." 1 , , tTnlon university at Jackson, Tenn, began lta 99th session this fait S'MATTER POP- By C. M. PAYNE Plana are beng made by the MM- ford post of the Amercaa Legon for K li-A LtArf V UHS 6.T3. L I yCll-V- ( X MUCtf IOC7U1 II . I s - s j en i - ' -. r rs v i " I 'f -a a Bfk, J ave. m el-re. a vtssv Joav, W$$f SKiTO EU6.6AWT-'PlEC. OF I iS. 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