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ftlEDFORD MAIL TRIBTJlsT:, MEDFORD, OREGON, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 21, 1931
Judith Lane
by JEANKK BOWMAN
SYNOPSIS: Radiant beeauee ol
' her engagement to Norman Pate,
Judith Lane return Irom a trip
to Itio Diablo to find two disturb
ing thlnge. One la that her employ
ere daughter, Mathile Bevine. te
trying to take her fianoe from her,
and the other U that Morton Lam
pere, Norman'e law partner, te
coneplring to interere with Big
Tom Bevine- Rio Diablo dam. Ju
dith te Big Tom'e -perleet etenop
rapher." But now ehe te on the
Bevine yacht, trying to teU Big
Tom 0 the new danger.
Chapter Bight
THE PIONIO
I JUDITH waited while Tom Bevlns
regained hla composure. She had
tried to lead up to Clla'a message,
gently, but the name of Lampere
seemed to startle him.
"I never did trust that man, Judy,"
lie remarked at length, "you know
we retained that, firm because of
Norman's father, then when he died
before Norman was admitted to the
lar, Lampere took over our work.
Tell me what you know."
Judith related what Clla had over
heard and when she concluded, the
Dig man nodded his head "he's
seen a chance to make Quick money
exploiting the land ... he needs It.
Judith," as a steward appeared,
"keep this quiet won't you, don't
aay anything to Norman. How about
your friend? Can you trust her?'
"Absolutely."
They went below to dinner, Judith
aware of the frigid condemnation In
Mrs. Bevlns' eyes for delaying the
boat. She found herself seated be
tween two of Norman's friends who
sought to make up for the lack of
kindliness shown by her hostess.
But at length the boat docked
and Norman, his mother and Clla
whisked Judith home to her apart
menu '
"Have a big -rest," Norman admon
ished, "I'll be around here about
noon tomorrow ... or today, rather.
Want to take you on a picnic; then
we'll go home and have dinner with
mother. Is that agreeable to you?"
"Of course," agreed Judith, part
ing reluctantly from hla embrace;
an" program which Included him
was more than agreeable.
She walked out on the '"under-
liung Jaw" of her attic after be had
left. The Janitor bad kept her pot
ted Bhrubs and flower boxes watered
and weeded. She stretched out In a
wicker chair and looked up Into the
velvety blackness of the sky where
tars ... the color of Mathlle's hair
. . . seemed neatly appllqued.
Mathile loved Norman. Norman's
partner Lampere was trying to hurt
big Tom . . , Norman was going to
marry her, a mere stenographer.
She should stay and protect Big
Tom. Women .... stenographers
and newspaper women . . . were
quicker to sense dishonesty, than
big bluff honest men.
But she loved Norman and she
couldn't go on being a stenographer
and have him too . . . now that she
had promised.
She yawned at the velvety sky,
made a face at the stars which
looked like Mathile Bevlns' hair,
wondered how a girl like that oould
belong to a man like Tom Bevlns,
wandered Indoors, dropped the ruf
fled dress and sheath of foam 01 la
bad Insisted was a petticoat, pawed
sleepily through a drawer tor a
nightdress, donned It and tumbled
Into bed.
"TTOW does this appeal to you aa
a picnic spot?"
Norman had brought his roadster
to a stop at the foot of an oak-covered
knoll. Judith, looking up from
under the wide brim of starohed
linen hat, felt a queer tug at her
beart aa she saw the knoll, the two
stalwart old oaks topping It, the laiy
atream meandering around Its base
to a far meadow.
"Perfect," answered Judith. She
ran ahead of Norman, who carried
hampers and rugs, and at the top
oi the knoll stopped entranced
"Norm . . . look you can see the city
skyline ... oh It's a love of a place.
I wonder who owna It"
"I do." answered Norman, spread
ing a rug at the foot of an oak, then
aeelng the rapt expression of Jud
ith's face, "Judy, would yon . . .
couid you consider It as a home site?
1 know you business girls prefer
apartments . . . want to be around
where things are doing. 1 won't be
able to afford a car for you for
awhile and It might be lonely until
we had neighbors but"
"Norman I'd love IL Even stenog
raphers Hue a wee bit of nature
y'know," she chlded,
"Perfect stenographers," he cor
rented, then "Judy, see that swale
down there, that's where 1 used to
go frog hunting and that creek . . .
you'd be surprised at the stse of the
flsb I cauaht In there. And see thai
it"i""!-ili old oak, tho one leaning
Turk I Mi Palace Rnovattd
ISTANBUL. (UP) YUdla. the pftU
ce of Abdul Humid the Damned,
and the last residence of Turkey's
sultans, li being transformed. Its
chief kiosk and Abdul Hamld'a throne
room will be made Into a seat for In
ternational conferences.
THE FLAVOR
23!
over a though It load of moss was
too heavy? Once my hound Pepper
mint treed a possum there."
"Norman, when did you buy this
place?"
"Two years ago ... the day I Ural
saw you at a board meeting. I knew
then you were the girl with whom
I wanted to, live here for the rest ol
my life."
Judith pondered a moment
"Canny Scotchman," she said, "wait
ed two years to be sure."
"No ... I was watching you all ol
the time. I waited the two years foi
the money to build after I'd bought
the place."
Judith laughed ''that proves I
was right, you are a canny Scotch
man." "But Judith," he protested, "1
couldn't come to yon empty handed.
On my small salary we'd have had
to rent one of those little houses we
saw from the viaduct that night. Tell
me, what kind of a house would yon
like to have here?"
"A white one, with green root and
shutters, slim white olllara and . . ."
she added, dreamily, "pink gerani
ums In window boxes."
"A modified Mount Vernon. Small
one 1 mean."
"It would be Ideal here . . . stone
terraces with velvety lawns leading
.to the highway . , . and Norm, could
I have an Iris bed down there . . ,
along the edge of the swale?"
Suddenly she waa like an excited
child, and Norman, unpacking the
delectable lunch hla mother's cook
Delphinium had prepared, laughed
with her. Perhaps, be mused. It
wouldn't be so difficult weaning her
away from the quick tempo of the
business office, or the thrill of ad
venturing Into the field with Big
Tom.
PHEY watched the sunset from
the staked off terrace of-their
future home, then drove to ' Nor
man's house. Mrs. Dale waa busy
with a bridge foursome "Judy,"
ehe apologized, "I'm so sorry . . .
They Just happened to drop In and
I did want to get acquainted with
you.
"Try to amuse yourself for an
hour or so, won't you? Norman,
take her around and let her see if
she wants any of thla furniture . . .
I'm selling next week, Just reserv
ing a few favorite bits for my apart
ment ... I'll move as soon as yon
two are married ..."
They had drifted Into the living
room where the three women wait
ed., Judith received introductions,
beard Mrs. Dale say In the midst of
them, after one quick glance at a
waiting hand "Four spades."
"Five diamonds," retorted her op
ponent. "Five spades," came from her
partner. .,
"Oh come on," exclaimed Norman
in a hurt small boy voice, "I want
you to meet'Delphy and Llge, they
bad more hand In my upbringing
than mother and dad put together."
They went Into a spotlessly white
kitchen to find Delphy, a large col
ored woman, bending over the stove
and her son, Elijah, In a white
Jacket, arranging a salad.
"Mlsa Lane, thla Is Delphinium
Grant, the best mammy a boy ever
had."
"Go long," chuckled Delphy.
"I like the results of your mam
mylng," Judith said smiling at the
old woman. "Like them so well I'm
going to marry him."
"So you la the girl." She subject
ed Judith to a close scrutiny, then
nodded her head. .
"Is you, Miss Judith?" questioned
Llge. "Well, Ma'ss Tom Bevln, ha
call long 'bout four o'clock and he
say to' you to call him on the tola
foam soon'a you come In."
"He say It's vitamin po'tent," con
tributed Delphy.
"Vitally Important," Interpreted
Norman. ... -
"He say call th' office," said Llge
as they started towards the hall
phone.
"Something must be wrong for
him to be In the office on Sunday,"
declared Judith, apprehension chill
ing her.
When Judith returned from the
telephone she was the efficient sec
retary. "Norman," aha had checked her
self from addressing him aa Mr.
Dale, "can you rush me to the
office?"
"What's wrong, Judy?" he asked
aa they were worming through Sun
day night traffic
"I can't Imagine, Norman. Mr.
Bevlns talked rather queer. He said
he must see me at once and for yon
to go on home as ha wanted me to
work late and would drop ma off at
my apartment on his way home.
tCopyrtaht. 1911. bp Jeanne Bowmani
Tomorrow. Judith Is twspt off
htr foot by Bio Tom's plan.
Co-Rds Won Rifle Shoot
MISSOULA, Mont. (UP) Montana
university girls apparently are better
marksmen than men. A co-ed squad
competed against eight male teams
here recently snd won top honors In
the Garden City Rifle asaocatlon
match.
L-
BURIAL
WILL BE
ORGANIZER FLAYED
HELENA, Mont., Marrti 31, (AP)
Montana uts of th Merrill Mor
tuaries, Inc., will be distributed
among It nearly 3,000 stockholders
In the state. United States District
Judge George M, Bourquln said to
day In a decision In the move or
stockholders to obtain an accounting
of the firm's funds.
The concern sold burial Insurance.
It is the power and duty of the
court. Judge Bourquln held, to wind
up the business of the concern and
distribute Its property. He pointed
out It could not be dissolved because
It Is already in receivership.
He described the securities which
the firm disposed of In Montana as
'less than a lien on a flock of wild
geose."
"The defendant Is the mere alter
ego of (Charles) Merrill In a nefar
ious scheme to overreach its Mon
tane, stockholders," the decision read.
"That Is one more of predatory Utah
corporations which In local history
In Montana have found green pas
tures, happy hunting grounds, the
land of milk and honey, Is clear."
"The marvel," It continued, "Is
the ease with which their fly-by-
night pressure salesmen separate
people and money for pseudo 'secur
ities' less than a lien on a flock of
wild geese."
Such sales of securities, the Judge
remarked, "excites wonder" in the
'astonished and cynical observer"
that anyone should "choose to trav
el the rugged road of honesty."
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BERLIN. (UP) Germany lost 13,
000,000 citizens due to the war and
the Treaty of Versailles. These fig
urea show that Germany's vlossea
were:
Two million killed at the front In
the war.
Three million to 4,000,000 died of
hunger, due to ttie food blockade.
; Let me congratulate
VOL) UPON DECIDIMS-,
To go straight;
Cudkin'. Tor
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by the decreased birth rate.
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became Polish, or French, subjects
by the Treaty of Versailles,
Montana Youths Worto Backet
BILLINGS, Mont. (UP) Billings
has its own version of gangland
racketeering. Chief of Police Val
Lechner has been called to aid anxi
ous housewives, who said a, gang of j
youngsters have written threatening
notes, warning that household gar-1
Dage cans wouio oe upset "umese you
lay 25 cents on your garbage."
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