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    PAOE SIX
MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, JANUARY 30, 1934.
BLOND
A Now Serial
BMUPBIS: Although Frank
Graham, the explorer, ie convinced
that Haoul Ortega engineered the
abduction ot Janice Kent, movie
etar. whtch Frank tuet hae blocked,
iiiee Kent relueee to believee him.
Frank a in love with Janice and
hat told her eo; now, at a meeting
in the olflce of itvberg, tamoue
movie producer, it hae been decided
to proceed with a ilextcan film lor
which Ortega viae negotiating'
without Ortega. Janice telle of the
abdi'rtton.
Chapter 14
FRANK'S CALL
"yiIEX Paula, my maid, laid that
' ' h had phoned and asked If I
were home, you construed that to
mean that Ortega wanted to be sure
that I was available tor abduction
but I don't think bo. Perhaps he Just
wanted to call to say good-bye; but
changed his mind.
"When those two men came In. he
wasn't with them. They" She re
pressed an Involuntary shudder.
"They held me so couldn't scroam.
One of them gave me a byperdermlc.
Another man I never did see bis
face was outside. I was conscious
that be was there wben they put me
tn the car. . . ."
"Did he have a beak Inn nose?"
asked Frank.
Janice shook ber head. "I don't re
member." Greene made a little
sound. He breathed:
"What a story! Wbat a story I
I've got most ot It here." He held up
a sheaf of paper. "When I break this
wbat a"
"Gift them here," said Myberg,
looking coldly at Greene with bis
obsidian eyes.
Greene passed them over. Myberg
grasped them with his pudgy bands
and ripped the aheaf across. He
dropped the torn paper Into a waste
paper basket Greene made a small,
strangled sound. Wlnslow chuckled.
"Greene," be observed, "considers
that vandalism. He is an artist."
"So wass Munchausen," grunted
Myberg. "But tbe newspapers get
nodding ot this. The public wouldn't
believe It, Tbey would laugh at It
for a lie. I don't mind If they laugh
at you, Greene, but Miss Kent Iss no
Joke."
Greene looked miserable.
Frank said vindly, "Don't take It
ao bard, old man. Vou'll get other
chances. You're a good publicity
man. Miss Kent told me so herself.
She couldn't do without you, really,"
At Janice's nod, Greene looked
pleased and Important.
"I work hard," he aald. "In tact, I
go to considerable time and expense
to develop these stories. I"
Janice Interrupted him with a
swltt look. "He gets a perfectly stu
pendous salary for developing these
stories, and 1 couldn't do without
him, really. That is, he would be
most difficult to replace. Wouldn't
you, Mr. Greene?" She smiled at htm
engagingly.
At the fleeting expression of dis
content that arrived and vanished
on Greene's face, Wlnslow laughed
loud.
Myberg drummed hla knuckles Im
patiently on the desk.
"There is nodding to do now ex
cept to get on prodooctlon. We will
not try to find out any more whys
and wherefore, With tbe police in
It. the newspaper tollers would coom
out with stories, I will get some men
from an agency to watch oudt for
Janice. That ... Iss all."
THE discussion had been conclud
ed early In the afternoon. Janice
had gone home and rested. She bad
eaten a light dinner, and thought
once In a little flurry ot agitation
that aha might run over to a friend's
house, and not be at home actually
wben Frank Qrahame called.
But this device, she realised,
would be useless. Sooner or later
she must talk with Frank. She sus
pected also that It would be a little
cowardly. She'd see him tonight,
since he wanted It and . . i Her com
pressed Hps relaxed. What would
she tell him?
It was nlne-fltteen when she en
tered the drawing room on the lower
floor. Frank stood before tbe log fire
that burned cheerily tn the grate.
His wide shoulders bulked against
the glow. He held a newspaper
clenched In his hands; he seemed to
be hypnotised by the crackling logs,
so Intense was his concentration.
She spoke hie name twice before
he seemed to hear ber. He turned
tbe fixed, absent stare of the thinker
upon her. It was apparently an effort
for him to bring hla thoughts back
to this room.
"Janice, have you read the eve
ning papers?"
"No. 1 What la It. Frank? la It
something about last night? . . . Tell
me"
He shook his head Impatiently.
"It's about Bill Langton. The dead
flyer. My friend. But perhaps he
BALRM, Jan. 30. (APt A bronr
tmomortal tblt In honor of Burr II
M. Bfturom, ot Mwlford. ft member
of the police who vat kiu?d
In pprformhiR hli duty July 1, 1833.
will b erected At thfl rpn of th
traf;dy nrar Bin ton mountain on the
Pacific -highway eight mllet nonh
of Grant Pais.
The tablet will be presented by the
memberi of the etaie police and of
the Oregon national guard of which
Baucom alao waa a member. The
data of the ceremony for placing the
plaque upon a concrete monument
has not yet been net.
The two youth pontic ted of mur
dering Battcom when the officer
halted Viem were aenttnred to life
Imprisonment in the Oregon penl-
GODDESS
by Herbert Jensen
Isn't dead. . . . See" He shook the
paper. "They've found a bottle pa
per. Washed ashore on an obscure
reef In the Gulf. In Bill's handwrit
ing, If It's not a hoax. Maybe he's
alive after all these months down
In the Jungle somewhere. But
why" His brow drew together In a
frown, little tanned corrugations,
Janice thought, that made him look
curiously like a boy with a vexing
achool problem,
"but why a drift bottle. There
are no rivers down there to float a
bottle out to sea. None mapped as I
remember that coast. I wonder. . . ."
Janice felt an odd sensation of
excitement and ot unease. Frank,
sbe remembered, was an explorer,
familiar with Jungle trails. Could It
be that be was considering that this
story In the evening paper might
contain a clue that would Induce him
to leave Hollywood for the south to
search for his lost friend?
Her heart beat a little faster. Per
haps she could suggest tbat he go.
It would be an admirable solution ot
ber problem, or rather the problem
he might prove to be.
"But Frank," she said. "He's dead.
They proved that months ago. If he
waa not drowned when bla plane
went down Into the aea, he must
hare been killed If It crashed in the
jungle. Thle happened months ago. "
If he survived, surely he could have
reported"
What waa the matter with her?
Thia was not wbat sbe bad Intended
to say. Sbe wanted to encourage him
to go; yet ber words would Indicate
nothing to him except tbat abe did
did not think there wa8 any use for
him to believe Langdon alive and
leave Hollywood to search for hla
friend.
SHE continued, "Mr. Myberg Is bav
ins a contract drawn for vau. f
beard. We are about to begin a pic
ture. You are needed now that Mr.
Ortega"
He tossed the paper onto an adja
cent chesterfield. He said something
to the effect, that evening paper
had just tbe bare details of the bot
tle paper he would know more In
tho morning.
He smiled and atepped toward
her; had her life depended upon it
she could not have moved. Sbe stood
transfixed, looking at him. His arms
were about her. She suffered him to
tilt her chin and kiss ber.
Remember last night? 1 knew
you cared. You don't want me to go
away, do you? Oh, Janice, I love you
sol"
Words tumbled from bis Hps.
Strong words, masculine words.
Something about the non-marriage
clause in her contract being drivel,
that the Idea ot her working waa
drivel. He had enough money tor
both ot them.
Love. Love In a cottage. A gay ad-
vonture. He would take her to
strange places he had been. Where
he'd been lonely. Where they could
sit under the stara before a camp- j
fire . . dinner over, and the dishes
washed
She was away from him. Tbe
width of the fireplace waa between
them. Almost hysterically she real
ized tbat ahe had atruggled out ol
his arms and bad struck his cheek
with her open palm.
She saw the bewildered hurt In
his eyes, and the unconscloua soa-
ture he made ot lifting bis hand to
touch his choek. Her palm burned
from the alap; her heart pounded
with a curloua and dellcloua excite,
ment, her lipa atlll tingled with the
firm warmth from hla kiss. And she
had struck hlml Sbe wanted to cry
out, "I didn't mean It!" But the
words would not come.
Frank said, "Oh . . . I'm aorry "
Even tn the firelight his face looked
pale benoath the tan. It waa as It a
mask had been put upon hi in, ao still
were his features. The blue of his
eyes bad become a deep gray. Only
his mouth had a strange twist to It
She was conscious that he was
leaving. Sbe waa unable to do or say
anything that would prevent him
from going. But he waa gone before
she realized how desperately ahe
had not wanted him to go.
The need tor activity deacended
upon her. She flew upstairs to ber
boudoir. She dialed a telephone
number. There waa no answer.
She roallzcd that Frank could not
possibly have arrived back In his
apartment In this abort time. She
thought of tulKphonlng the apart
ment manager, and leaving a mes
sage. But she would try again In halt
an hour. During the Interval she
walked about the upstairs floor; ahe
descended to the drawing room and
flung herself upon the chesterfield.
She phoned again. Still there waa no
answer.
(Cetyll'l, I'll, h Kitten hern)
Tomorrow, Prink learn, more
about the "bottle popor."
WASHINOTON. Jan. 30. ( API
A drop from 100.000.000 to WV0O0.
000 In the amount to be aoua'u for
crop production loana next jrear waa
aRreed ipon today between Chair
man Smith of the aenat agricul
ture committee and W. 1. Myers,
governor of the farm credit admin
istration. The larger amount waa
oppnaed by the administration.
Although Oovernor Myers said he
maa without authority to agree to
any proposal, the 33 senator and
representative attending the con
ference gave their support to the
Smith plan.
The alao agreed that the Interest
rate should be five and one-half per
cent, the same a last yeiir, with an
Impaction fee of ft cents for each
loan application examined.
ni IT BRINGING UP FATHER By George McManua
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day, does not believe that Russia's
aloofness from the export quota al-1
lowea ncr win maite uiucn aiuerence
In tHe world situation.
A 37,000,000 bushel quota was of
fered Russia under the world pact.
Russia demanded a quota twice yiat
size.
Delegates reresentlng the big four
exporting nations Canada, Austral
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believe that by the time the quo
tas expire July 31 Russia will Hardly
have exported the 37.000,000 bushel
quota offered her, let alone ttie dou
ble quota demanded. Leaders esti
mate Russia has not exported more
than 25.000.000 bushels already, and
her shipping season Is virtually
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By C. M. PAYNE
EDITOR HONORED
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hundred and six employes of the
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resenting 040 years of service In all ( as a drama "Unveiling the Inmost
under W. W. Robertson, gathered Secret of an Editor Den." was pre
last evening for a surprise dinner In ! sented by some of the employes and
honor of the publisher of the Yaki-. then Porter Hotchklss, the veteran,
ma Daily Republic and the Yakima employes, presented Mr.
Morning Herald. Employes at the J
dinner had service records ranging Robertson with a suitably engraved
f txm 39 years of constant employ -
I ment to a group of four wrokers with
the plant less than a year.
j silver plaque as a reminder of how
highly the newspaper staffs regard,
i him as an employer.
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