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MEDFOHP MATL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON, WEDXESD AT, MARCH 28,' 1934.
Judith Lane
bft JEAWE BOW MAS
BY S Of SIR: Big Tom Bevtne,
Judith Pate't old employer, hae
died and left her hie fortune to
complete (or him a dam and refa
motion project on the Rio Diablo,
in Weet Texae. At the reading of
the will he ie handed a letter from
Big Tom; arraigned against her
are Sire. Bovine and Alathile. her
daughter, and Morton Lampere.
Lampere ft Judith's huaband'e taw
partner. To complicate matter
Hill more, itathile ie determined
to get Judith'e husband away from
her.
Chapter 15
THE WILL
IUDITH Dale dried her eyes on a
whlsp of a handkerchief after
j reading the first lines written her
by her former friend and employer,
and then she looked about the
room.
It was a queer drama, this In
which she was playing an unwilling
leading role. Mrs. Bevlns and Ma-
thlle. In beary mourning, sat on
one side and close beside them was
Norman Dale, ber husband, repre-
, tenting his friends' Interests against
those of his wife.
Judge Morgan, to whom Big Tom
had turned wbon be found Morton
Lampere not trustworthy, motioned
Judltb to continue reading, and she
bent her head again, above the let
ter.
Vour reading thli note, said the
Ink scrawled letter, will mean
. that 1 have passed on. 1 have rea
son to believe Ihev will rush the
reading; of my will In orJer to at- '
lenipi to gain control or tne money
1 have left to you. Lampere will
see to this, lie will see to other
things. You will And your part In
this Is thoroughly misrepresented.
He may even attempt to cause a
aoparatlon botween you and your
husband.
Judith, I have thought of all of
these things and what they will
mean to you, during these sleepless
nights, and In spite of them, I am
going on with the writing of this
' new will because I do believe that
you will have the vision to see my
vision, and the strength to carry
out my plans.
You are a daughter of Em 1 1
Lane. Tou lived and worked with
him for sixteen years, the years
during which your character was -
iorniea. x ocueve na duik mat
character on the same tine, Arm
foundation he built his bridges.
ICmfl never built for personal
glory and always his first consid
eration was for the greatest good
to the greatest number of people.
When they press you hard,
Juilith, think of those you are '
. helping. You will understand ,
shortly why 1 sold those bonds
and placed the seemingly large
sum of cash In the bank In your
name. I told you it was to be held
In trust for me. It was, but I
wanted you to hava complete use
of It without Interference, legal or
otherwise.
The will 1 am leaving will be blt
' terly contested. 1 have prepared
for that. But the money left for
you to use In constructing the dam
wllk.be tied up. The company funds
may be dopleted through forced
liquidation, and this cash you
have, Judith, will be needed to
carry on the worhr at the dam, so
the men on the ground will not
surfer and so the natives who trust
me will not have to wait too long
fur their hopes to materialise.
Remombor you are only a girl,
but upon your Hrmness In carry
" lug out my desires rest the des
tinies of hundreds of laboring men.
And now to your trial. God bless
you. If there is a way for those
beyond to stand by and strength
en those left behind, I will be with
ou.
Carry on, Judy-girl,
BIO TOM.
Judith looked up. The room was
silent as though those there had felt
the presence of the other man, and
Judltb, eyes wide with sadness as
she realized what lay ahead, spoke
to the Judge.
"I have finished reading the In
structions my former employer left
(or me, Judge Morgan. I am ready
now to hear his will."
THE document was lengthy and
filled with legal phrases which
meant nothing to Judltb. Filled with
grief and forebodings, she looked
out of the window. There wore
bushy oaks clustering the line of
the bayou, and beyond wore the
book-like roofs of the little homes
the had seen on that first trip with
' Norman. TlpUlted bindings of red
ud green and tan covering their
ilmple stories.
Judltb envied the women who
tired beneatb them. She envied the
ones In their postage-stamp yards,
hanging out billowing sheets, the
ones In the match-box housos bend
Ing bvor hot ovons, testing fragrant
loaves with expert fl'gars.
That night their husbands would
come In, soiling trim ginghams with
band grimed bear-hugs, but Judith
would willingly have had the golden
tissue tea gown of the previous
night ruined, had Norman wanted
to give her more than a frigid kins
of greeting.
Only half comprehending, she
caught through the maze of legal
phraseology words which meant
that the bad been bequeathed
"stocks, bonds and other assets
listed herewith and aggregating the
sum ot five million dollars, to be
liquidated as needed."
And, "fifty-one percent of the
stock ot the Bevlns Construction
Company, heretofore held In my
name." There was also a phrase
"lO FORMER DISCIPLE
sFa&. Ill nr niuniti uirno
ur mun wtuo
'STARLIGHT7 MAN
which said that this money was to
be used In the manner outlined to
Judith Lane, on the night of August
25th and In compliance with de
tailed plans which she bad filed In
her safety deposit box.
There was more, much more.
Mrs. Bevlns asked certain clauses
be repeated and Judith, listening,
felt relieved to learn her former
employer's wife would receive the
rentals from the Bevlns Building,
averaging one thousand dollars a
month, and the property on which
the family home was located.
Mathlle, received a like allowance
from other sources, both Mrs. Bev
lns' and Mathlle's bequests to be
controlled and held to one thousand
dollars a month each by Judge
Morgan.
The will and the various docu
ments pertaining to It were re
placed on the desk. Judge Morgan
had announced that was all, and
had arisen as though expecting the
others to leave, when Morton Lam
pere held up a restraining hand. '
"A word with Mrs. Dale, please.
Mrs. Dale you have heard the read
ing ot the will and with your Intelli
gence I know you have felt the In
justice done the widow of our late
friend. Now Mrs. Dale, I wonder If
you haven't something to say to us
here before Judge Morgan?"
Judith regarded the man a
long moment. She bad been seeing
him around the offices for years but
never before bad sbe sought to find -the
man beneath strikingly band
some features. Pleasant, suave, too
pleasant she decided.
Mr. Lampere, I have my Instruc
tions from Mr. Bevlns and I shall
respect and obey them to the best .
of my ability."
JUDITH'S voice was clear as she
spoke and her eyes rested on
her husband, rather than the man
she was addressing, as though she
hoped he would understand.
I'm afraid we've pressed you a
little too early," Lampere coun
tered suddenly. "You go home, take
time to get over this . . . er grief at
your former employer's death and
I am sure that such a competent
little business woman you've al
ways proven, to be, you'll find some
thing different to tell us."
"My decision Is final."
"Oh come now," he spoke to her
as though she were a child to be
cajoled, "you're Just overwrought.
You know that the Big Tom was 111
or be would never have gone outside
his own office to have the will drawn
up. Mrs. Dale you know very well
that Big Tom never had a better
friend than I "
"Mr, Lampere," Judith's grey
eyes were blue-black with anger.
before you commit yourself further
I'd like to let you know that the rea
son Mr. Bevlns went to Judge Mop
gan Instead of to you waa because
he found he couldn't trust you; he
found that while representing him
you tried to use your political power
to coerce a superior court Judge Into
using bis Judicial influence to ob
tain an Injunction against Big
Tom's purchase of dam "
"Judith!" Norman Dale was on
his feet and acrosj the room facing
his wife "Judith, apologise to
Lampere for that Insult "
"It Is an Insult, Isn't It Norman,"
he conceded sadly. She felt that
In some way she was not rising to
the courage demanded ot the mo
ment, She wanted to press her face
Into his coat lapel and cry like a
child.
"Then apologize."
Judith Dale stood facing her hus
band, realizing, "m' when ahe had
told Morton Lampere what she
knew about him, Norman hadn't
stopped to consider the possibility
that sbe told the truth, but had con
demned her words as a lie and de
manded she apologize.
I can't apologize, Norman, be
cause It is true."
"You can't prove It," said Lam
pere suddenly.
1 can If It's necessary, coun
tered Judy, "the date was August
22, the place the file room ot the
county court house, the man"
"Just a minute, Mrs, Dale," Lam
pere spoke hurriedly, "remembor
this. Whatever action you take be
cause ot your mistaken version of
what took place at the time and
place mentioned would be an attack
against jour husband's firm."
"I don't believe all ot this Is nec-
ossary," Interrupted Judge Morgan,
Mrs. Dale, you look worn out wltb
this trial, let us take up other
things at other times."
"Thank you." Judith turned to
wards the corridor door, wondering
If Norman would follow, but Just
before It closed behind her she
board Mathlle say "Don't be a tool,
that's what she wants."
tCopiriaht. .'Sit. ftv Jtannt Bowman)
Tomorrow, Judith mttts Norman
undtr dlfforont clrcumiuneot.
PIANO SITTING HABIT
EXPLAINED BY HELEN
OH1CAOO, Mrch 28. (UP) Helen
Morgan, en route from New York to
Hollywood, slid down off a baggage
truck today and explained why s:ie
goes around sitting on pianos.
"It was a Ion time sro." ahe said.
"It was crowded and 1 wi Urd.
People couldn't ee me. to I sat up
on the piano. It got to be sort ol
a habit."
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THE FLAVOR L
A-S-TVS
NEW YORK, March 28. (UP)
Standing bei.eath two dusty palm
trees In the municipal marriage
chapel, NUa Cram Cook, banlahed
from India by the British govern
ment after ahe disappointed the Ma
hat ma Oandhl aa a disciple, waa
married today to William Hutch Ins
of Chicago. The groom was a mess
boy on the boat which returned Nlla
to this country Saturday.
Hutch In, called "Eternal Star
light" by Miss Cook, appeared a tri
fle upaet by the rapidity of develop-
I ments since ,he first met hla bride
aboard, the ferlghter. City of El wood.
It waa the first time he had been
seen In public since he disappeared
shortly after the boat docked.
"He la the perfect man," Nlla said
aa she appeared to apply for a li
cense. "He is the utlmate and infinite
ideal. He la wonderful. He 1b my
eternal starlight. We want a mar
riage license, please."
She Identified .herself as the
daughter of the late poet, George
Cram Cook, founder of the Province
town Players; the stepdaughter of
Susan Olaspell, novelist, and the di
vorced wife of Nlkos Proeaok, hand
some young Greek she married after
a romantic courtship on the slopes
of Mt. Parnassus.
Proestok, ahe said, is the father
of her six-year-old eon, also ban
ished froia Greece and In tempo
rary custody here of Nile's brother.
Regard h.g her former husband,
Miss Cook was vehement but Indefi
nite. "He la leu than the dust," she
said. "Why must we talk of him?
A divorce? There must have been
One. Put down that we were di
vorced In Athens, March, 1033.
"And now let us go. my beloved,"
she said, turning to Hutchlns, "We
have waited years, eons."
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Dance at Rogue Elk, Saturday night,
March 31. . .
Primary Council
Meets Saturday
The primary council r Jackson
county will hold a meeting at the
court house auditorium Saturday
afternoon, March 31, at 1:30. The
topic for the meeting la to be Pri
mary Number Work.
Mlsa Erma May and Miss Laura
York will have charge of the program.
All primary teachers are Invited to
attend.
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FOLKS, rie HPiO ENOU6H OF THIS
PLMVIMS DEAO--I DID T TO SEE IF
MY HEIRS WOULD BB SATISFIED WITH
WHAT I LEFT THEM AMD F, By HANIMG
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DIDN'T (JUaRRgt OVER THE WILL.
AND 1 "
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TH6Y ACTED LIKE DECENT FOLKS -I
HADNfT PLANNED TO PLAY DEAD
AS LONG AS I DID AND, THAI4K. TO
BEN HERE AND YOLi, TOO, LUKE, I'M
REALLY BACK IN THE LAND OF THE
LIVING -I'M 3L1ST ABOUT AS GRATEFUL. J
BE AND I WANT ,
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WEALTHY MAN I DIDN'T
GIVE ALL MY MONEY AWPiV.
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BE HOME- SOMETIMES
HE IS LATE-
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.1 HAVE A PROPOSITION
FOR WIM- IT LL REQUIRE
A. LITTLE MONEY
INVESTMENT-I'M SURE
I CAN CONVINCE HIM
OF THIS DEAL-
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WITH THAT
COY'S IDEAS
AN' MY
MONEY- WE
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GO BROKE-
By George McManui
I GUESS I'LL LOSE
IT TO THE GANG
AT LEAST. I KIM SEE
WHERE IT GOES-