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V!-nF'MM MM! TIM Ml' NR. MKDFOUD. OREGON, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 15, 1933. Qutr?eous fortune i 1 - v .Ji'vta: -Jimmy Kidd j iron tht woman vtci Am to ..... the it hit wilt But Slddii. f'ts memory at evente precedini it awoktnmg In a kaopOal ku one . Neeta hat taut he ttolt iht la mom Van Berg tmeraldt, and that Van Biro, ichich he cannot tttfve. But he hat thrtdt of memory that concern drinking with Elmer Van Berg, and teeing the emei aide In hit hand I Caroline Leigh grievet beeaute the believet her eoutin, Jim Randal, wot Inn on a einking qouttal tttamer the had thought the man in Ike opl(ol might be he, but Netta taut no, and hat kept them apart. Caroline, late at night, leant from her bedroom window, awl heart etept In the village ttreei Chapter It .rlAILINO A HOPS CAROLINE drew back a little. She didn't want anion (rum the vil lage to tee her leaning out of her window at midnight. The steps were coining towards the village, not from IL She wondeied who It could , be thai waa coming home an late. 8ue leaned forward again with a shiver running over her. There waa aomeone standing at the gate. She could see no more than that. A bornocam hedge divided the garden from the road. It waa cut into an archway over the gate, and under thi arch aomeone waa stand In. Caroline could see nothing but a ' dark shape standing there quite ' still. The little breath of air had died war. Nona of the shadows in the garden moved. And then all at once the shadow by the gate did move. Sha beard the click of the latch, the (ate swung, creaking a little, and a man came a few alow steps along the path. He stopped between the second and third rose-trees and looked up. In that moment Caroline thought that her heart had stopped. Every thing seemed to stop, because, In the dusk that was neither light nor dark. seas, she thought It waa Jim Randal standing there. He had stood like that a hundred times, looking up at the old schoolroom window when be wanted her calling, "Caroline!" He didn't call now. It wasn't Jim It couldn't be Jim. Oh, lim waa drowned. How could It bow could It be JlmT Old anyone ever come hack like that in the dead of the nlgbtT 8l:e felt aa It ahe were drowning too, because she rnu'dn'. ta!:e her breath And then u,ulla suddenly he turned and went down the path and out at the gate. The gate clicked, and everything went on again. Caroline found herself taking deep choking breaths. Her heart raced furiously. The next thing she know she was on the stairs, running .down; and then the door was open , au.l she was on the brick step, Usten lu.:. There was no sound behind her In ae house. There was no sound In the garden, not the rustle of a leaf or the stirring of a bird; but from the road there came the faint sound of footsteps that were going away. She ran down the path end out nf tl:o kiuo antl ffIjr,u'd t.hini U was cool Id II. e rnml, nml d.irk boi'rtt.so of tJtt elm-tre-'a. '1 ti hiood I v.n:l hut!;mv!iO!ii b-'htrni llm Caiolloj ran a IMilr way, njil thi'ri e-.'jji;;),! 1? linou flata. Ton Inii elij.i hv j'l-t a-ii'-cl, aud lit ly she c'HUi! ;.i a mnmtliiiiK U;it T.I13 lllU'lttM' et:'T ninvlli V" !.!i;tn I ;m ! I'Vlr. .i. I. 'i ;:.;. t'- t.io ml ' ca'. ?,':'. l';'j !':. iip ;'. t l'.;i t,vvi.-. P T'll'UI V.V.1 UVA S;!li l)!li:l. the e.igu of the run a, tic with pi-ea of moonlight In bstweeu. When he crossed the moonlight patches, Caroline waa afraid. She could see no more than a tall man walking aa If he were tired. It was when he was only a shadow that she felt most aur that he waa Jim. They passed a little row of silent, empty shops. They passed Mra. 1 Grainger's cottage. It had one pale lighted window. Mra. Grainger alept badly, and was Inordinately proud of the fact that she often read until past midnight. It was past midnight now. Caroline looked back over her shoulder and aaw the window very small and far away. The village world, other people, firelight, lamp lightthe whole of everyday lid they were all rmall and tar away ar 1 left b-h!nd we're it! WRIG JITHB PERFECT GUM V?1 ii IwTs7i'i!!iiI .i pillars of grey atone with .d atone pineapple on top of each. I'he moon ahon on the posts and on the pineapples, and on the man who paased between them Into the black shadow which lay jeyond. . She mustn't lose sight of him. Bh ! had lost the last light of the Tillage. Whatever happened, she mustnt lose Jim. Jim waa drowned. She stood tor a moment on the edge of the moonlight. The alma stopped here, and the light ahon clear across the green. Something clamored In Caroline's ear: "Jim's drowned H can't be Jim." And then ah was running through the moonlight and Into the shadow. The trees that bordered the drive had been growing together for thir ty yeara. Old Mr. Randal wouldn't have anything cut. It waa aa dark as the darkest tunnel. It was dark even when he sun waa ahlnlng. Now It waa like a tunnel hung with black vo.veu The gravel was u overgrown with moss that It was like running on a soft carpal. Caroline feet made no noise at all, nor, when ahe checked and listened, could she hear the sound of any other foot. She went on again, not running now, and with her hands fending out before her. The tunnel under the trees had an empty feeling. It went right on to the corner of the house and there oeased. Caroline atood still and listened again. She couldn't hear anything at all. It wasn't dark any longer, but all the light came barred and chequered through the branches of the great cedar which atood up against the moon. ' The house seemed vague and un substantial, Its tangled creepers dap pled with sliver. It wasn't a place where people lived any more. There waa no Are on Its hearth, no light In It chambers. It was a house of dreams. , Until she aloud In the b.uck mouth uf the drive and looked at the bouse. Caroline bad been afraid. Fan of her had been very much afraid, but sh had gone on because ahe had to go on. Now the part that was afraid stopped being afraid any more. The imply hmi-o drew her Into Its own ..res:.,, uud s.:u s.c.:icd'bciu& afraid. lu ....iu lu luu u..'bJi tUu uars of uiuuu..j,ut and shadow, and as she i ail ahe called, "Jim I Jim! Walt fonmer CAROLINE came to the corner, and saw the whole front of the house and the gravel sweep before It unshadowed In a faint moony light. In the middle of the sweep the man whom ah bad followed stood looking up at the house. Caroline had done with hesitating and being afraid. Those were things which she bad left behind, outside the droam. She came to him, run ning lightly, and as he turned at th smind nf htr runntna. f"t. she 'WiiKtit Iiini by th rtrm. ".rini!" '1? her vcr? uarrn'.ft, .'.fi-.i. lUviu'vt Tli1l. Ho tnni) I'irro nnil lolf,! a! h-ir. Hi- hud i-.-iinr Iito b-v ir.KKi nln !( Mil Nmr.V til in. At f-vcrv minim:, t cn :fi cr i-ri.ni iil V.n.l. be 'bid iinn'.vTi hlr vilt ll.' ithiM !m' r.t Hliv !'!:. Ii:ivn ftnirl v. hi'i c :H .--.ill ' nil luvr V. t ili'lV M 'i'" In I'-f 'lifil ' II I'D'. hrni -1. Ml t Rt hi ti. i r.'nud nl'irlni; nl !!m luiline, the etrnncc't ai'nso of fornntlen things came to him from the shape nf the three pointed gahles, the half seen chimney stocks, the blank win dows, the Ivy, and the falling cur tains of Virginia creeper. And then feet running lightly over the gravel, and a girl holding hlra by the arm and saying, "Jim I" She said It again, softly, with caught breath. She waa bare-headed. The moonlight had stolen all her color. Her hair waa shadowy and dark, her face Just a half aeen pale ness, her eyes dark hut eatohlng the light aa water does, her hands hold ing his arm, small and yet atrong, her breath oomlng quickly, her parted lips dark where daylight would have ahown them red, "Jim!" He went on looking at her. The hsnCs on his arm began to shake. "Jl- why don't you speak? Jim CARRYING I OUR END LEVlcnn J E WAAHINBTON, Oct. 13. (RH -Flog gln for person convicted of the more S'MATTER POP- TAILSPIN TOMMY CtfOtY CH7s7X. SwT 9r. awe HdtO AtoGtfTjIffl.-M7 A VOUNS PUNK H-O-UM THWJK' ABOUT f&pmSO: ) r A WIT LAAiaAS V THE PILOT UJrtO iU OVT MOR MONCY THAN OCeNeT4.VS Q ,,,,,,., J -SMM ftV 'jlJSrSA J4& SCTTY TH OF. 7W J3 CAUSCO HCB. TO 2 1 ML. 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TOES VAHV MOT EWCOORA6E J I DlSPOSmOKJ 3WES GOtACAT. .THAT I'M AFPAIO OP Tfr T -W iuPt IT AklO IWBEVOU9 OvORCE I AK1D WHAT AXJ 41 BLrrreR FUE S rfipB yHS9 C-7vr-Al VWILL COMEjJj T -g? S 1 IMPOSSIBLE KK? S VcLT g There's No Guesswork in Tribune A. B. C. Circulation rloiii crime w& recommended to the national antl-crlme conference to day by It committee on punishments, paroles and pardons. The gangster, kidnaper ana extor tionist were termed a challenge to I organized government by Senator Copeland (0.. N. Y.), chairman of the senate committee investigating racketeering. In an address before the confer Two Romecs Each With The Dance! V v-j 0t (Copyright, 1833, by The Bell gyndlcate, Inc.) v cam i ,ee SAV, WOULD if VOLFOR TO Li MIMD MiNLvre TELLING MS WHO VOU ARE? , & fc'T "I A mi i .1 m r ijtji 'hi ence under the auspice ot the Unload States Flag association. Copeland as serted: We must choose between bovng the knee to the predatory criminal and finding some effective mean of dealing with the rate of the under world." t Be a) estate or insurance leave to co Jonea Phone 696- By C. M. PAYNE With His Own Juliet! 1 CANT TELLVOU AMV - THING NOW. BEN, BUT 1 tHIN falVC TOU . SOMETHING "7i; AKin UPDc 111 00 1 look WOLF CHASES TURKEYS AT HOLCOMB SPRINGS HOLCOMB SPRINGS, Oct. 14. (Spl) Mr. Soger report seeing a large timber wolf lor two mornings In hia barnyard, chasing his tur keys. He la laying for him with his rifle but so far ha not succeeded In getting him. Wolvea and coyotes SNAPSHOTS OF A MAN BUYING A NECKTIE SfORS AT MECKTiE COUH 1W. PU.IDES THESE 100K ATfRACfiVE MD HE NEEPS A NEW ONE AT LASf SElEOS ONE BUT CA FiKP AKV OfJE TO YvlfON HJM eVDYfft IVIUiAt w PLeAse . GUARD THIS CARepliLL AND OPEN IT TOMORROVM 1 X SHALL. BE GONE THEN, 1 CONTAINS SOME INSTRUCTIONS FR b TOU 0 TOLLOW 1 DOrsfT LWt lO BB j THIS MVSTERIOliS ABOUT EVERYTHING BUT, ON Mr WORD Op HONOR BEN RJHlK - FOR IT I WELL- VAHAT4 oh; mv wife. HA4NT SPOKEN TO ME FOR O my Kint ftttvn SiMxrt. Inc. Cm Mtti seem to be very bold here tor this time of year. 1 Andre Rembcrt and MUi viola Sutton, New York city couple, picked Orlltln, G, for the scene of their wedding because "It la in the heart of Georgia." Folded fenders unfolded. Brill Met al Works. PAWS THEM OVER FOR TEN MlNOItS, WOHDER Itib WHV AU 600D-1OOK-lUb TiES SEEM TO VftNISH WHEr HE COMES "ROONP SELECU OME HE lIKft PREftY WELL, BOT RE CIPES rr looks Too BRI6HT AHD VouTrtFia W RAPPrJ6 M COUN TER FiKAUt SUMM0N5 A CLERK, WHO IS IN A HURRV TO 6Ef BACK TO H15 OWER CUSTOMER DI5COVER5 THAT HIS HE VHJCH Ht; HAP LAIP DOWN HAS 60T Ml)(EP UPWtTri THE OTHERS ANP'HAS PISAPPEARtT? (Copyright, 1933, by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.) NIGHT I WISH I KNEWfve HAD To DO ' WHO VOU H rT.BEN GOOD ARE VOU'RG S NIGHT, BOV, AND EMEN M GOOD NIGHT TO J DISGUISING pi? VOU TOO U VOUR VOICE SRIAR-Eve tSE BUTT THIS vs?t rnrr' SMW m 3 lithn mfnft. DAUGHTER WELCOMED BY KENNETH OLDINGS Announcement baa been received In Uedfoid of the birth of a daughter on October 8 to Mr. and Mrs. Kenneth O. Goldlng of Santa Ana. Calif. The little girl baa been named Patricia. Ruth. Mrs. Goldlng wul be .remem- , be red her as Dorothy Jane Waltera, daughter of Mrs. Kate Walters. By GLUTAS WILLIAMS CHOOSES ANOTHER IMA OUIEf BLUE TONE iVHlCH WHEN HEH0LP5 rf fO WftRP THE WVL16HT rtfe TO SEASICK GREEfJ hashlV selects ah ofHER at random, Which HE KNOWS HE DOES NT like and wont wear By GLENN CUAFFIN and HAL FOKKtSI By EDWIN ALGER By SOL HESS By Georgs McManus aVELL- DONT LOSE HER- J TOJLL NEVER QlT i ANOTHER -OME f ' "'K6' 4T"