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About Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 3, 1933)
PAOE SIX Outrageous Fortune tnf HaVueiA WxUWAU -. .1 . A dated man, picked , .. icr the wreck of the Alice Artltn, hat been taken from the hospital by Ketta Riddell, who taut he it her husband, Jimmy Rid delL Be ie at her brother Tom' house in Lexington, and hat been babbling in hit tleepot emeralde and euch. A lev momenta alter tlesta and the man had left, Caroline Leigh arrivet at the hot pital, searching tor her cousin, Jim Randal, As she it leaving, disap pointed, the nurse remembers a eorap or a letter found in the man's ftockct, with the elgnature "Caro ine." Bo Caroline determines to carry on her apparently hopelett search. Veanwhtle the man wakens, it told he it Xesta't husband, and deolaret he doee not know her. .Vexc morning he oonfrontt tfesta, but rather weakly, or he cannot remember events earlier than the day before. Chapter Tan THE EMERALDS "7ES, I ihould like to know why I'm here," Jim Bald. 1 wonder whether you'll like It ta much when you do know?" "I shall know more about that when you're told me." She nodded. AH at once the tension wai leas. She said In an easy, ordinary Tolce: "Sure you can't remember any thing;, Jlmmyt" "I'Te told you I can't." "Then why do you talk about the emeralds In your sleep?" "You want me to tell you things?" "It there are things I ought to know." She laughed then. "Well, we might aa well sit down." "Thanks I'd rather stand." "And I'd rather sit and I'm hanged It I'll get a crick In the neck talking up to you." She dropped Into one of the blue and red chairs, and rather unwill ingly he took the other. Nesta threw herself back, lit a cigarette, and smoked for a minute In silence. He was determined not to apeak to her. At last she said, with an edge to her yolce, "It you're playing a game with ne, you'll be sorry for It" He lifted his hand from the arm of the chair and let It fall again. "If you're not going to explain " he made as If to rise. "Oh, I'll explain. I hope you'll like the explanation! Do you really need one? It you do. It may come as a bit of a shock to you." "Do you mind coming to the point?" Nesta laughed. "Have you never heard of the Van Berg emeralds?" He shook his head. "Sure? Because you're got them somewhere. You took them, you know." "Sure you can't remember, Jimmy?" It was exactly as It Nesta had some towards him with a smile and then thrown a knife. He had seen knives thrown like that he didn't know where or whon, but he'd seen It. All right he'd teach her to throw knives at him. He looked at her with an effect of wooden surprise. "Do you mind saying that again?" She said It again, louder this time. "Why did you talk about the emer alds In your sleep?" "What emeralds?" but In his mind there was a lighted space where eight square green stones swung from a man's hand eight square green atones, linked two and two with pearls. '"Like a kid's green beads'" said Nesta with her eyes upon his face. A pulse hammered In his temples. Where did she get that? Someone had said that before ... a voice , , . his voice? "You talked li your sleep," she said. Then she dropped her voice. "Jimmy where are they?" He wrenched away from the pic ture of the square green stones. "Will you tell me what you are talking about?" "Will you tell me you don't know?" "Yes, I wIlL I haven't an Idea what you are talking about." Nesta was smiling. When she smiled, she showed sharp uneven teeth, too small, too close, too pointed. "You wouldn't know an emerald if you saw one, I suppose?" Then, with a change of voice, "Jimmy, we're been partners all through you simply can't go bsck on me like this. Where have you put them?" HE stuck his cbln In the air. "What's the good of talking like that? I don't remember any thing. You say. where have I put them and I keep on telling you I don't know what you're talking about. How much farther do you think that's going to get us?" "You don't know what I'm talking about?" "No, I don't." Something hung In the balance. He saw her checked, hesitating, un certain. Then with an Impatient movement she came round the chair. TTE experienced a horrible sliding sensatlonj It was as It the room had tilted. Tbe chair In which he was sitting tlltod. His thoughts slid, but only for a moment. Then he was looking fixedly el a point a little to the loft of Nerta's head and saying quite quietly, "Hadn't you better begin at the beginning?" She drew at her cigarette and blew out the smoke, "The beginning? That's'before my time. I can't go any farther back than March." "Then perhaps you'll begin there." She hesitated again, bent a sus plclous glance upon him, and said angrily, "If you're making game of me " He leaned back and closed his eyes. This waa the sort of woman who might very easily get herself brained. She exasperated him aa much as she repelled him. And he had married her! In heaven's name why? "All right, I'll begin. And don't blame me If I'm telling you what you know already. Ever heard of a place called Packham?" He shook his hesd, and then was aware of the name playing hide and-aeek with his thoughts. "Well, that's funny because that's where we ran Into each other, You don't remember that?" He shook his head again. "Well, we did. Mr. Entwhlstle waa abroad, and the Hall was let to Mr, Van Berg Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Van Berg. That doesn't mean anything to you?" "No." The hide-and-seek went on. "Mr. Van Berg had Just given her the emeralds. His uncle, old Peter Van Berg, left them to him. He waa the second richest man In America, and he'd spent half his life collecting emeralds. His nephews got the lot, and he took Packham Hall and gave them to his wlto, and she was going to be presented In them and splash about London with the most valu able set of emeralds In the world. She was craiy about them." She stopped, tilted up her chin, blow out a cloud of smoke, and added, "So were you." (Copyright, 1111, J. B. Llppincott Co.) Jim laarns mora about his myt tarloua "carter," tomorrow. Drunk Is Solemn. PORTLAND, Ore. (UP) A drunk en man broke Into the Psrkroae Cath ollc church after dark, donned the prleat'a robes, lighted the candles. He eat down In the eerie tight and played tunes on the church's organ. VI8ALIA. Cel. (UP) Because, he charged, his wife obeyed a religious cult's Injunction to "aell what you have and give to the poor," Osborne Holt of Portervllle sought a divorce trom Mrs. Pannte H-lt. He also Miught custody of their children. WE'RE CARRYING OUR END TH6 PERFECT CUM 1 . hM11 E MA RAH FIELD, Ore., Oct. 3. AP) -New Instances of mussel poisoning were reported from Port Orford and Gold Beach today, although only one fatality, that of Delos Oardner of Bandon, has resulted. Mussels were the only shell-fish tainted by the mysterious poison, and aouthern Oregon residents con tinued to enjoy all other types of seafood. The theory given the most cre dence, as physicians tried to account for the poisoning, la that seasonal low tides, which leave the higher mussels exposed to the sun, are re sponsible. The body of cat which died ap parently after eating mussels, was sent to the University of California medical school last night by Dr. John Slmpkin, city health officer. A re port of t.he case la expected within a few days. L! NEW YORK, York printing Oct. firm 3. API A new has re! used to print 60,000 copies of Senator Huey Long's version of the eye-swatting" episode at Sands Point . L. I., the World-Telegram says today. The Klngtian at first ordered 100.. 000 copies printed but when he learned of the cost, reduced the or der to 60.000, the story said. How ever, on advice of its attorneys, the printing firm refused the order, even though Senator Long offered cash. 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