ISfEDFOED MATTJ TRTETjyE, rEPFORH.' OREGON, FRIDAT, SEPTEMBER 29,' 1933.
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i Outrageous Fortune
SYNOPSIS! A men hat .
ptoked tip oh tht tea thort If.-.
tht wreck of tht AHct Ardtn. At
Eliton hotpital ht mumblet tome
thing about "Jimm., RiddeW and
"like a ehtld't green beads," and
about emtraldt. Netta Rlddell gott
in response to a broadeatt inquiry,
and heart him talking. She da
elaret he it her- Kueband. and r
movet him to her brotheft houst
in Ledltngton, Carolint Leigh
rtoohet tht hotpital alttr tht man
Am bttn taken anal; tht hoped
ht might bt her coutln, Jim Ran
dal. Bht cannot imagint why
Nesta would identity tht wrong
hueband, but determinet to tract
tht matter down when tht nurse
telle her a tcrap ot paper with
"Carolint" on it wat in tht man't
pocket. Tht man waket. and talkt
with Nesta.
Chapter Seven
"MY WIFE NO!"
t?OR a moment 1 wu the fog which
m pressing against his eyes
the fog; sot his own hand. And be
hind the fog things moved vague,
horrible things. He Jerked himself
out ot the fog and flung out his
hand.
"No I can't remember."
"What nothlngr
"No no "
"Not your own name?"
"I don't know
"Your name's Jim Rlddell," said
Nesta sharply.
The name came back to him like
i faint echo from somewhere In his
.juked at her with something
.. grim In bis expression.
"Will you kindly tell me who you
are?"
The color rose In her cheeks. She
looked away from hjm. "I'm Nesta."
"I'm afraid that tells me nothing."
"Nesta Rlddell." She risked a
ldeways glance. That three days'
;eard gave blm a savage look. . . .
It wasn't only the beard. . . , She
stayed where she was, but It needed
an effort not to Jnmp up and get
nearer the door.
"And still that tells me nothing,"
he said In a carefully controlled
voice.'
Nesta sprang to her feet and flung
out her hands. ,
"I'm your wife. Jimmy you can't
have forgotten me!"
HE had known what she was go
ing to say; before she said It
he had braced himself to take the
shock. When It came, It actually
steadied blm. He felt as cold as Ice
and as quiet as If he were dead. He
said Just above his breath,
"My wife no " '
Sbe burst Into angry tears. Take
It whatever way you like. It was a
slap In the face. Nesta did not take
kindly to being slapped. She felt no
Impulse to turn the other cheek.
"Yes your wife! What else did
'I'm your wife, Jimmy!"
mind. It was us If someone had
ipoken It from behind that deaden'
Ing tog. She said, "Your name Is
Jim Rlddell," and something in his
, own mind answered her,
He said the name aloud: "Jim"
Then with more confidence, "Yes
Jim." "Jim Rlddell," said Nesta firmly.
He preferred Jim to Jimmy any
day of the week. Jim Rlddell . , .
He left the name and began to go
over what she had said. He took the
aslest part first.
' "Yon brought me here yesterday?
j! can't remember anything about
"You needn't worry about that
They gave you some kind ot a
sleeping-draught to take you over
the move, and when we got here you
had a good drink ot hot milk and
off you went again llki a baby."
"Why did you bring me beret"
JIls voice was quiet and direct.
Nesta's dark eyebrows rose.
"That's a funny thing to aak.
Where else should I take you? We'd
agreed to give London a miss,
hadn't we?"
He groped for memories of Lon
don. "London?"
"You're not going to say you've
forgotten London I"
"I've forgotten everything. I"
His hand closed upon the edge ot
the bed. He shut his eyes for a mo
ment, giddy with the sense ot empty
spsce all round him. There were
no landmarks, nothing to steer by,
no horlson line, no faintest, farthest
star.
THE woman who sat on the end
of the bed looking at him was
also actual, but somehow sot so
reassuring. He didn't like her vary
much. He didn't like the way she
was dressed, or the way she did her
hair, or those near-set eyes ot hers.
He supposed she was hsndsome, but
he didn't like her. Sbe bad a black
dress with little magonta and yellow
aqulggles on It Ths pattern hurt
his eyes.
Her voice cut sharply across bis
thought a bright voice with an
edge to It
"You're sot going to tell me
rou've forgotten me, Jimmy!" .
you think? How dare you think any
thing else and In my own brotber'i
bouse!"
"I bog your pardon you mlsun
derstand me. I simply have no rec
ollection ot you at all." He should
have left It at that, but he wenl
on, his calm broken a little, "I can't
I can't believe "
"You can't believe and you can't
remember? Well, how much can you
remember? How did you come here,
If you're not my husband? Why,
Tom and I went to the hospital and
fetched you away I"
She dashed the angry tears from
her eyes with tbe back of her hand.
It was the gesture of a furious child.
The tears were real, and so was the
choke In her voice as she flung
open the door and called,
"Mini Mint Come here!"
She stood aside as the girl in the
blue smock ran In. Mln came to a
standstill about a yard Inside the
door, looking timidly from Nesta to
the bed.
, "Perhaps you'll believe Mln, If
you won't bollove me." Nesta wasn't
erylng now, but her color was high
and her eyes bright
"What Is It?" said Mln In a be
wildered voice.
"Tell him who he Is!" said Nesta
sharply.
"Jimmy? Why, Jimmy Ridden."'
"Tell him who I am."
Mln began to look frightened.
"Why, Nesta."
"Nesta what?"
"Nesta Rlddell." She took a step
towards the bed. "What's the mat
ter? Don't you remember?" She
spoke sweetly and pitifully.
He shook his hetd, watching them
both, holding himself In.
"Oh dearl Don't you know Nesta?
Oh dearl"
He spoke then, quite quietly.
"I've lost my memory. I don't
know either ot yon. You say I'm Jim
Rlddell?"
"Oh yes."
"And that Is Nesta Rl(!
"Oh dear, yes."
"What Is she to me?"
"Oh, she's your wife," said Mln
and burst out crying.
(Copyright, till, . B. Llnpktootl Oo.,
Jim truoglci, toiherrew, for a
elue from th past.
GARBO BUYS ESTATE
IN NATIVE SWEDEN
0TOCKHOIAI. flwedn, Sept. 30
(JD Greta oarbo Du purchased a
large Mtnte near Stockholm and haa
given instruction to a leading con
tractor to build a chateau on it.
GRANTS PASS, Ore., Sept. M. fl)
A black bear'a lttaatiabla deaire lor
honey proved his undoing. The bruin
raided the J. P. Cox farm, the (warm
ing beea attracted neighbors, who dis
covered the raider, chaaed him into
uil tre and ahot him down.
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BOSTON. Sept. (p) Three
robbera snatched three pouchea ot
registered mall containing valuables
worth 153000 from a moving jitney
truck at the South Station Thursday,
but left behind other mall sacks con
taming approximately $100,000.
A check of postal officials dis
closed the robbers had obtained a
sack destined for a Newport, B. I.,
savings bank containing three nego
tiable bonds worth 92000 and other
Items worth $500 more. A second
sack contained 37 pieces of mall for
Cape Cod points,. valued at 997. and
a third, containing 950 In pennies
for a Tauton, Mass., bank, and other
mall.
WASHINGTON, Sept. 29. (ffi)
It was authoritatively Indicated by
the public works administration to
day that approval will be given the
Bonneville, Ore., dam project
GOLD HOARDING
NEW YORK. Sept. 39. (p A
plea of not guilty was entered today
by Frederick B. Campbell, New York
attorney and clubman, to an Indict
ment charging blm with violation of
the president's order of August 28
against the hoarding of gold.
Ball was zlfed at 91000 and Camp
bell given until next Thursday to
file a demurrer or necessary motion
on the indictment.
Campbell la the first person prose
cuted under the executive order. In
view of Vila, said United States At
torney George Z. Medalle. It was to
the Interest of the government to
permit early disposition of ths esse.
ORANGE, Texas, Sept. 29. (UP)
The noise of nls grandchildren was
blamed tonight for the death of Jaa.
Cruse, 72. Cruse stamped out of hla
son's bouse saying he was going home
"and blow my brains out.
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