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PAGE ST3C MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFOKI), OREGON, MONDAY, NOVEMBER 13, 1933 Outrageous Fortune KYXOPSIS: In order to clear hinine.lt of tutpicion of having atnlcn the Van Herg tmiraldn hlmnelf, Jim Randal mutt track doitn the rent thlet, Willi Caro lint Lelgh't help Jim hat tracked tht bnrnlar to a ruined priory, and tnatcheit tht emeralde Irtm kit hand. Meanu-hlle, Caroline, waiting tn her liltlt ear, heart volcet and her name aallcHwlth discovery the tfitt thing in the world tht Kantt. Chapter 45 TREASURE HUNTERS "TTI, Caroline I spotted you! You were asleep we Jolly nearly ran you down! Whom are you with? Have you got your clue? Because If you hare, you might Just as well hand It on and save us trekking up to the Tower." With her first words, Caroline rec ognised Kitty Lelroy, the daughter of the Illnton doctor. She had Just left school, and was a lively tomboy. "Beastly unsporting I" said a boy's Tolce. "You've got to And your own clue. Besides, It won't be the Tower I said so all along." "Of course lt' the Tower!" said Kitty. "It Is Isn't It, Caroline? You know Jock Anderson, don't you Major Anderson's nephew?" "Well, I say it Isn't the Tower- It's too easy." Caroline was leaning out of the window. Her one desire was to get rid of them. If Jenn.' Ross had flxod on St. Leonard's Tower.as one of the clues In her treasure hunt, about two dozen people might be here at any moment. "I should hurry up If I wore you I think you're tho first." "Well, what about you?" "I've given up, said Caroline. "I'm not feeling like treasure-hunting. I'm going borne." They ran off, noisy and laughing. Fifty yards up the lane Jock Andernon gripped Kitty by the el' bow. "Was that Caroline Leigh?" "Yes. Why? Have you fallen for her In the dark? You'll be one of a crowd If you have." "It looks queer. Kitty, can you keep a secret?" "Of course I can." "If I tell you, you swear you won't let on?" "Yes truly." ' "Well, did you know a man called Jim Randal?" "When 1 was a kid. He's Caro line's cousin." That's It! Well, they think he did the Van Berg murder." "How do you know?" "I heard the Inspector talking to my uncle. Now look here what's she doing In that car? While you were gassing, I woJt round to the back and put my pocket torch on the number plate, and I'm prepared to swear that's the car that passed us a mile out of Ledllngton, and when It passed us, there was a man In the car. Where's he got to?" "Jim Randal was drowned " said Kitty Lefroy In a slow, bewildered Tolce. "No, ha wasn't ha was seen and recognised In Ledllngton this morn ing. "O-oh!" said Kitty In a thrilling whisper. "And what I thought of was this. We've got to see whom she's wait ing tor. I've seen thla Randal fel low's passport paotogrnph myun cle'a got 1U I suppose you wouldn't recognise him?" "I might," said Kitty. "Caroline has photographs of him all round her room. She's potty about him always has been." "Good girl! Then here's our plan of campaign. You go back and say I've gone to get the clue by myself say we've quarrelled. That ought to be quite convincing. Then get her out of the car by hook or by crook. This Is essontlal, because I've got to Cut It out of action." Kitty giggled. "I say what a lark!" she said, and disappeared down the lane. TiTTY stood at the comer of the " parking-ground and choked with laughter. She had to wait un til she could choke It down. As soon as she thought she was fairly safe ihe approached Caroline's car. "HI, Caroline! Joyous reunion! Why haven't you got your lights on?" "Why have you come back?" she aid. "Don't you want me?" said Kitty, and felt a giggle rise In her throat "I've turned my ankle, so Jock sent me back. Anyhow, we've had a sim ply biasing row, so he can Just go and And his beastly clue himself. I say, who Is with you? Is It Roger, or one of the Lester boys?" "No," said Caroline. "aren't you mysterious!" She tar aa exaggerated shiver. "I sup pose you haven't got a thermos, or lnythlng? I'm simply froien." "I'm afraid I haven't." nil. find Wnlf Huy In Trn. FORT WORTH. Trs. (UP) Tf s sUllstlct rrvrnl thst tht "big bid wolf" operited titenslvely In this stsu last yrnr, with two pr cent ot the aU'.s's fsrm snd ranch snlmula falllnft Tlctlm to wolvra. coyotra. bob cata And other predatory animals. MORE SATISFACTION K C25 ,t i W FfTiW U WE try HaViuiA WjmUUeUh "Then let's walk up and down. I'm frozen absolutely. "I thought you'd sprained yow ankle?" said Caroline. The horrid Vl wretch giggled agala. "You know--wltli a burst of frankness "I didn't really twist It at all Jock was such a beast, I wouldn't go with him. Come on and walk, Caroline." Caroline opened the door and Jumped out. "What rubbish yon do talk, Klttyl" Kitty flung a vigorous arm round her waist and began to dance her along. "You said that exactly like a school ma'm. It you're not fright fully careful, you'll get elderly be fore you know where you are. I do loathe elderlles! I think people ought to be poisoned off at twenty Ave. Don't you?" Caroline couldn't help laughing. "That would only give me another three years." "Do you mean to say you're twest-ty-two? How grim! And you're not even engaged?" "It I get out of this, we'll get mar ried" , . . Jim's voice and Jim's words came back to plorce her heart. For a moment she couldn't speak. Then she turned back towards the car. "I'm sorry Kitty, but I don't want to walk any more." Somethlpg In her voice stopped Kitty's flow of talk. They walked back across the darkened field. And then, Just as they came up to the car, someone moved between them and the hedge. "HI, Jock Is that you?" There was relief In Kitty's tone. BUT It was Jim Randal's voice that answered. "I'm afraid I'm not Jock." As he spoke, he opened the car's farther door and got in. Caroline got in too. She switched on the lights and leaned sideways to say, "Why don't you go and sit In your car, Kitty? You'll ad It warmer." She turned back and pressed the starter. Kitty stood clear. It was really the most frightful Jest. She only wished she could see their faces. "What's the matter?" said Jim. "She won't start." "She oughtn't be so cold. Shall I tickle the carburetor?" "Please." Kitty was In ecstasies. She came nearer, and Inquired In a muffled voice, ' "What's up?" "It's all right she'll start now." Caroline pressed the starter again. It whirred, but there was no re sponse from the engine. Jim Randal went round to the front of the car and began to crank hor vigorously. The little car bumped and rocked. The engine re mained lifeless. He came to the far window pres ently. "Have you got a torch?" "No." "Jock has," said Kitty, leaning on the door again. She lifted her voice In a piercing scream. "Jock! HI I Jo-ock!" "Coming!" Jock Anderson's voice came from the other side of the hedge. He called again, and turnod the corner, running. Caroline's heart went as dead aa Jemima's engine. What was behind all this? "HI, Jock!" said Kitty. "Caro line's car won't start, Where's your torch?" A brilliant beam of light cut the darkness and played on Jim Ran dal's face. Caroline saw something written on It which she did not un derstand. Now, when everything was going wrong he looked as she had not seen him look this side of seven years gay, confident, and ready to meet the world. 'Sorry," said Jock Andorson. He turned the beam of his torch away. Caroline felt weak and helplesa and she wanted to cry. She heard an exclamation from Jim. He came back to the window. "Caroline, it's no (to. "What's the matter?" 'It's the coil. We'll have to ask for a lift." She switched oft the light and got out on his side. For a moment they stood close together botwoen the car and the hedge. In that mo ment his hand covered hers and pressed It hard. She put her Hps to his ear. She said In a soundless whisper. 'That boy Is Jock Anderson, the Chief Constable'a nephew. There's something wrong." (Copyright, III!, J, a. ItpphvoH C ) Tomorrow, Jim earrlts tho battle Into tho ontmy'o auarttr. Library A'n Pick Montreal, MONTREAL ( UP) The American Library association, uhlch Includes members In Canada aa well aa the j United States, has selected Montreal I for the Aflth annual convention, It I Is announced. The convention will I be held In June. 1934. uuuamTji i nere s ino u L UP BY Q1UCKSAND PORT ADAMS, Miw, (UP) Quick sand la believed responsible for earth S'MATTER POP- TAILSPIN TOMMY ft TORY TlrtE) HIVE EiAr4SO eSSVCE rV MlfO 70 GET was exusfr v MOVvrVr- oTTOt- Mtf ga&o cur our- AiT i4fSSO 70 SS7 oir or Hits burmms SHP V rs-iS 7T CtCeT 7WT W-fcZ-- BOUND TO WIN In LOOKS LIKE A AS VOYjCVGS .CAPTAIN OF COLLINS NOT A ARE MEW LARGE i QUIET V ON BOABCAND VJE'VE HAD A LIST TWO TRIP' JTmSr IN FREIGHT NOT A CARRYING HALF OF Al WHAT VOE DD OUR ;T 62lYvr V-" ' vurr-e-- JET i fcl I- 'I I I S ?kV LAST VOYAGE THE NEBBS Only . x MR 6ITT, THIS MW BE GOOD NJESWS TDNOU..VM " 1 NE1CT -TIME L MARRY, IT WILL BG TO llMOW WUOT DID 1 STEP IMTO? VOO'D TUKJ "X E.TTINJ& A DrJOOCE OK RATHER I'M ALLOWINJG J SOMEBOOV VAJMO OOB.SKIT LIVE MECE. I'M & WEATHER EATEM GAL LlF" HER COULD NTV MUSBAMO TO6ET IT AKJD ILL BE. PRCE TO COME SOlrJG PLACES ANJO SEE TWIWGS WHAT A I iGRAft A LITTLE PLATTER.V WITHOUT SETTIMS ASJO GO AS 1 PLEA5F ... SO Jl 3ET YCOP APPTriTE V LOT OP PUrJ OME COULD WAVE COMIKJG 7 ) SERIOUS - WHAT A MOUTH IVE GOT" ! WMEM IT PEACTV POO A P'erOTQ- BAO HERE AKIO SEEIM& ".'MAT VOL) GOT ( 5njt BUSY EATIKJG flTMIKJGS TO KEEP ME VOME-COOKEO flFpZ J X.b AVWAY FROMWJT- ALIVE ITS SAYleJ& CSTl-IIKIGS TO GET ME 8 p "" "" BRINGING UP FATHER B GTMcManM I COLLEGE TOR! AMOTMER VEEK- OlD ""SlfT SS5?T EONIVETV tSSjN hTm VVELCOmET . . f I I1 1 I VOU WIRE THE OEA.N ANO TELL 2RSiV THMME MM WOULDN'T TELECW AN' H fll JJ I U- movements In Wilkinson county that recently sent a hilt, 180 feet high and 160 acres In extent, sinking Into a hole so deep that the tops of 60 foot trees were 40 feet below the sur face. According to Prank C. Codifer, real estate man, such movements have oc curred several times In the past. Negroes wero terrified by the recent sinking and they fled their homes, Brownie "Knocked Out!" Mmmtmkim iisasM " ' Awwvm&4efc& f&vrzArr7Z mat-. wrw7WfA The Captain's Cabin A MATTER BY THE FACT THERE WAV, HALL, VERY FEW HAVE NE ANYONE OF PROMINENCE 1 1 Fooling luesswor household goods and growing crops In terror and left the country. Codifer said he had seen similar movements on smaller scale, always when the nearby Mississippi river was at a low stage. The present sinking began on October 8, when the river was unusually low. He said there un doubtedly was a big stratum of water sand, or quicksand under the ground there. When the river Is high the By C. M. PAYNE WENT OVER THE UT THCS MORNING , R DON'T I HINVs THcKe'9 A PROM INENT NAME IN THE LOT I'M A TRIFLE SUSPICIOUS, THOUGH. OF THOSE TVin MSN OCCUPYING CABIN; ts orsi THE TOP DECK" m "(Oopyrlfht, 1W3. by Th Ml gyndtciu. Inc.) pressure of river waters, operating on the sand through the banks and by subterranean passages under the banks, hold ie quicksand In place. Study Bees in Glass Hire. 8T. LOUIS (UP) School pupils here are able to watch honey bees In doing their work Inside a glass hive at the Educational Museum of the board of education here. The EARLY TO BED S1WLK PnRErlfS BV ANU0UNC1M& HE'S 60W6 16 BED EARLV, ViVb SLEBY COMES P0WN PRESENTLY 1b ASK YrlWTHftS BECOME Of AN 01P BOARD ABOUf S0LDN6 IN HIS ROOM, HE WAS SAWfc If fOR SOME THING CARD 4dvt hs lmmmm er.sznz- mymmm r I CANfT SAY, SIRTHEY MIGHT SHARKS , BE, BUT IF THEY 9 NEVER SEEN THEM BEFORE WEBB, HE'S THE TALLTHIN ONE, AND THE SHORT ONE l2 GUY DRONG TribuiK bees leave their hive through a pipe which leads outside the museum building. Picked Kosebud During Snow. BINGHAfciPTON, N. Y. (UP) In the midst of the season's first snow fall, Mrs. Ella Gibbons went Into her garden and picked a pink rosebud. The day before the same bush had yielded a full-blown rose. 66K UP. TtH MINlrfES LMtR C0MR TOWN lb ASK MOTHER WILL SHE MEND "WE BELf STRAP ON HIS FOoTBftU Wrrfc DECIDES 10 Wftlf P0UH 5fAIR6 WHILE SHE PCS If. LOOKS 1HR0U6H OLD MAGAZINES ON TAftLE FiFTKN MINUTES' IflTER CALLS HE fOWP If, BUI" HE POESrf KNOW WHERE HIS PAJAMAS ARE A LITTLE LATER COMES DOWN lb HE'S . - HUN6RV, CC HE 6ET HIMSELF A &LASS Of MILK ? (Copyright, 1933, by Tho Bell Syndicate, WHAT ABOUT THE ARE 'f IN 6TEERA6&CAPTAIN ? HIS NAMES BEN WEBSTER, SOME SORT OF I'LL. KEEP nowu i rum ocruKC; vie i NIGHT? J Holy Land Model Displayed MONTREAL. (UP) A novel ani mated model of the Holy Land, com plete with 730 moving figures that represent 30 groups depleting the Life of Christ, Is being exhibited at a de partment store here. The model is equipped with electrical effects. HEMSTITCHING 6c. Mrs. Canoose. 917 Narregan. Save address. By GLLTYAS WILLIAMS SBV6 &00D Ml2)Wf A6MJ IW CAfWIEb MENDED WIBBU. PANT'S URSfAlRS AND SO AT LAST FIF TEEN MINUTES PAST RE6ULAR BEDTIME AS USUAL, 60ES DPfo SEP ciuvac Inc.) I WH.UATI5 By GLENN CHAFKIN and UAL FOUKESI By EDWIN ALGER BOY DOWN 1 I YES, THERE WAS AND LUMB TO THINiK OI A RUMPUS J IT, MR. 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