V!-nF'MM MM! TIM Ml' NR. MKDFOUD. OREGON, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 15, 1933.
Qutr?eous fortune
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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
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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
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.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
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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
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WAAHINBTON, Oct. 13. (RH -Flog
gln for person convicted of the more
S'MATTER POP-
TAILSPIN TOMMY
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I AKJ IDEA. THAT'S ALMOST" MISTAKE l, IT ) VWMOM VOVJR WIPE SEEMS CRA2V ABOUT VAJWAT A WOMOERRJL Y GOOD, VLL .GVEKJ ACT LIIE.
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-OtT, j-7S5 COK1VERSATION THAT'S GOT HER WALVifWG LOWAT AsJ AKJGELlCAL TELL. HIM I'M A 5CAREDY
. jigt. " C C Ci4. OKI HER. 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
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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!
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SAV, WOULD
if
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TO Li MIMD
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TELLING
MS WHO
VOU ARE? ,
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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 '
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