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Newspaper Page TextPAGE TWELVE MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1931. BLOND A IVw Serial GODDESS by Ilerkert Jensen BTSOPStBr Janice Kent. the movie gtar, her prese aaent. Hora tio Greene, and Frank Graham, th exolorer. are led out of their prieon. and to the ton of a Mayan pyramid in Yuoatan. Thev are to be saoridced to a Heathen god: ee thev arrive at the altar Juan, a Mexican boy who hoe allotted weap on to Frank, tells them he hae de nounced Ortea'i. the nm who be travtd both Grahame and Janice. The eacrlKdal knife it potted over Orteoa'e throat. Chapter 35 SACRIFICE pHE poised knife deicended. ' Frank heard the tbud; he law the shoulder muscles of the priest irorkins, like those of dot over a hurled bone. There was t sigh from the multitude like dry wind rus tling through a parched forest. Then the man's arm arose. It was dark with blood that streamed from tils clenched list Grahame arerted his gaze. He saw Juan gazing with fascinated terror. Janice leaned against her guard, her body stiff with horror. Greene stared at him with eyes distended. The little man's Hps parted In a grimace. "God I" he breathed, and gulped. Grahame swore savagely. "Guns out, Greene!' be rasped. His Toice was thick with fury. His left band fumbled under bis bandaging. Then Greene did an Incredible thing. He rhook off his guards and stood away from them a pace. His olce rose In a shrill yell that fo cused the glance of every person on that platform of death upon hlra. The afakln whirled and stared. After his first bewilderment. Gra hame stood, bis band within his ban dage, his eyelids narrowed. Greene. of course, had gone mad with shock. Quite mad. But the Tolc of the little man was clear with decision; his words were coldly sane. "Janice!" be cried. "Goodbye! And you, too, Grahame. I'm palling a tosu ana a Brodle together. If I make a break for you. take It! As be talked he shuffled backward toward the priest. His guards seemed frozen. "I'm taking it on the lam, and you a hotter, too. God hates a olker! Camera! Ready! Everybody quiet . . 'inia la the picture Damn roui " He spun about, and drove his fist Into the priest's throat Again he truck, but tbls time fell forward against the other. Ha dragged blm round the altar. The man olawed and strove to break th Uttle man's bold. But Greene's hold was heroic. He pulled them closer to the edge. They stood there locked against ach other, swaying against the brassy sky. The guards seemed para lyzed. Whereupon a figure broke from among them. Grahame groaned. The show was over. But as the figure lurched toward those others wav. tng on the brink, he heard It cry oui in juan s voice. "Bravo, amlgo!" He saw the slight form of the boy urow itseir against the two. Like a shutter snapped In a camera h aaw the Image of Greene and the Vrlest flash over, and beyond, the Drink. Juas spun on the edge. Slowly, almost as It he were fading back ward, he aaw the lad topple out ward. HI teeth flashed in last mile; he was gone! A roar surged deafenlngly about the pyramid. He pushed bis own guards backward and strode toward Janice. One of the men clutched at his wounded arm. He ripped his gun from the bandage and sbot blm through the body. He clubbed his gun'a barrel against the bead of one of the girl's guards, and shot the other as be began to lift his gun. The man's rifle tell toward him, anr" be caught It between his elbow and bis aide. His ride was held at bis shoulder. He fired and missed. The slug from Grahams' forty-five took the man In the face. The American stooped and dragged the bandolier of car trtdge-cllps from about the limp shoulder. He tossed the ammunition to Janice. He essayed a glance over his shoulder. He saw figures streaming down the side of tha pyramid In pursuit He and tba girl bad a bet ter start than he had hoped for. It was evident that their margin of lead was desperately slight Their footing was good. Flag stones, yards square, paved this cen tral area, and made running easy. The last tew yards to the plane seemed Interminable. Grahame scooped up an empty wooden ' gasoline case, scarcely pausing In his stride. He flung It beside tbe fuselage. "Step on that! Can you make ItJ" he gasped. "Climb In the rear cockpit Start shooting right away!" He stumbled to tbe starting crank and wound tha starter. The guards were nearer. As he reached for a strut to haul himself upon the tower wing, be beard tbe whip lash of a rifle shot above him. Again the rifle cracked. He wrig gled to the middle of the wing and drew himself upright, clinging to the guy-wires. His flyer's Instinct noted that the flying wires wero ominously slack. The months of standing In tbe open. In the rain and blazing sun, bsd probably loosened all the rig ging. He thanked fortune that the wings wore metal, there was no fabric to rot He prayed that the motor would Ore after months of Inaction. Three more shots, evenly spaced cracked over bis head. Almost he sobbed In admiration for the girl who was coolly shooting from the plane. As be threw a leg over the cowling of the cockpit, he flashed a glance toward tbe pyramid. In the Imme diate foreground, scarcely two hun dred yards away, two men sprawled on the flagstones. Another sat, face within his spread knees, bis rifle on tbe ground almost under him. Behind several were spreading out fan-wise those In the center were kneeling In preparation for firing. RELICS STATUS AS j'npAKB It!" he sboutad to Janice. , She took the gun and pushed behind blm. He went forward, beat ing at face and beads with tha heavy barrel of bis automatic. Suddenly they were out of the crowd and leap ing down the eastern steps of the pyramid. Frank gasped advice as they half lumped, half-fell down the steep descent 1 "Run straight ahead. There's an airplane at tbe end of this straight away. Can you shoot?" The girl compressed her tips and sodded. "Shoot where It hurts." be advised. They were on the level now, and Frank's breath labored In his lungs, lis cursed tbe wound that sapped his strength. Janice, ha noted with satisfaction, was running like a whippet despite the heavy rifle she carried. An armed native, coming from nowhere, quartered Into their path. INTO tbe cockpit he sprawled. He heard distant firing and the wbtna of bullets overhead. A vicious, me- tame ripping told him that tbe plane was being bit Then the rifle from the rear cock pit began to crash again, one-two-three In series if Ave, as tha girl Bred and reloaded. She was shoot ing like a veteran in a rifle pit . He threw on the switch with his sound left hand and feverishly ad justed the throttle and tested tbe controls. Although stiff, they worked. As he pulled on the starter be made an Inarticulate sound a prayer. The motor erupted Into a boom ing roarl For an Instant It held the even resonance of Us explosions, then sputtered. Frantically Gra hame jazzed the throttle. It was now or never. He could never sur vive the salvo of bullets that would greet blm If be were forced to wind the starter again. Tha motor coughed discordantly, then settled into an even drumming that reverberated above tba stac cato tattoo of rifle Are. He bad noticed that the wheela were unblocked. He shoved tha throttle forward. The motor revved up unevenly but the plane began to slide forward. For a brief Instant the ship rolled onward without Interruption there came a bump that dragged one wing tip against the stone. He gunned the motor and ruddered to correct di rection. He saw figures scattering ahead of him. There was another, a small er thud, as a wing's edge hit a fleet ing native. Ragged holes appeared In tbe wings. Tbe great pyramid loomed ahead of htm. Tbe tall skid was off the ground. He pulled the stick to ward him. She responded, and took !h air Just as a crash against the pyramid seemed Inevitable. lie banked left Tba bass roar of the mo:or echoed sgalnst the side of tbe huge monument So close was he, that be aaw the terror stricken eyes of Ihe populace as they flat-1 tened tMtr bodies against the steep sides. As he levsled above tba tree-tops he was conscious that the controls were sluggish. His right arm was worse than useless. He fourM the stick backward with but slight re action. Tha effort sent the blood : his head. Thtre Is a srsih. Moii-- FLOATING CANNERY TO MAKE ALASKA VOYAGE AffTORIK, Ore., Ffb. 33. The Columbia, River Packers' un elation announced today that Via company's steamship Memnon will be brought to Aston from Clifton and work will start at once on the transformation of the wane) Into a float inff cannery. The ship will leav for Alsftkan maters In May. Tha cost of Installing complete canning equipment on the Memnon ta estimated by the company at from $10,000 to a 30. 000. aa am a-twa a i fl s? LVfcKTVYntrlt FAMOUS FLAVOR TUnm, Italy (AP) A 'thorough Investigation Into the authenticity of the relic preserved here by the Italian royal family as the ortglnsl Holy Shroud, ts being made under the direction of Cardinals Jean Ver dler and Maurlllo Fouatl. Two commissions have been form ed to conduct the work In consul tation with experts In science and history. Cardinal Verdler, archbish op of Paris, -heads a French .com mission and Cardinal Fossatl, arch- bishop of Turin. Is chairman of an Italian commission. Results of the Investigation will be published In Latin and the prin cipal modern langusges. In a vol ume Intended for world distribu tion. Professor Paul Vlgnon, of the Catholic University of Paris, who has been engaged In a long scien tific study of the shroud, reported to the French Academy of Sciences that It was genuine and delivered a lecture at the Pontifical Gregor ian university In Rome In support of his belief. Many experts, however, Insist that It la a mere copy and that the Im pressions, on It, supposed to have been made by Christ's body after the crucifixion, were painted there. Pope Clement VII ruled that it could be displayed only If the priests told the public it was a copy, but the official church organ, L'Osserv- It a tore Romano, now speaks of genuine. It has been In the possession of the House of Bavoy since the year 1453 and is kept In a Jewel-studded marble case In a special chapel of the Cathedral of Turin. EAST OREGON RANGES IN EXCELLENT SHAPE PORTLAND, Ore,, Feb. 23. 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