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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.
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PORT ADAMS, Miw, (UP) Quick
sand la believed responsible for earth
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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;
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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
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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
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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. HALL.,
nfctv-" YOUR
VM1M,TOO
By SOL HESS
C. Circulr.tion