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MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, JfEDFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, APRIL 17, 1934.
Judith Lane
by JKAWK BOWMAN
SYNOPSIS: Ju.,.1.1 Mi, Itont
ins to build the Itlo Diablo dam
with the money lit a Tom llevlne
left her tor the vurooee. ttiule her
hueband Norman, aligned noatnet
her and with the Bovine hetre. who
are frying to break the will. Bad
dened bv the knowledge that Nor
man ie eeetna too much of Uathtle
Bevme Judith flies to ilexiro tor a
night at a native cafe with Slim
Banford and Jitetin Cunard. There
ehe nece one of the Bevine spies
J. C. Scathborne.
Chapter 32
NEW TRICK
'QLIM," Judith leaned across the
table, "help me out of here
pronto, before that couple there, the
tlrl In red dancing with the gringo.
(eta back."
Sanford asked no questions.
Quickly, his height shielding her, be
helped ber through the crowds,
through the maze of tables where
slightly ribald couples from the
States sang an anglicized version of
"Cellto Undo."
Outside, protected from curious
ayes by an ell of the building, she
xplalned, 'That man Is Scathborne,
one of Morton Lampere's under
eover men."
"Do you think he saw you?" Slim
(sked.
"No, I'm sure be didn't. He
wouldn't have it.ked my seeing him
If he had seen and recognized me.
What I'm wondering Is wbat he's
. doing In this part of the country,
Bllm. how far are we from Laredo?'
"Not far. This la a logical place
(or a man In your section of Texas
to come, If that's what you mean."
"It Is. We'd better And Cunard
and leave. I'll wait here while you
go In . , . and Bllm," abe beld out a
ietatnlng hand, "I do appreciate
what you've sal I've never thought
of wavering in my loyalty to Nor
man, but," ahe besltated, toon, "Tall
Bllm, It's been i most glamorous
venlng and I do like you a lot'
, Sanford bent over the hand and
rushed It with his lips In a manner
tha: did not seem grotesque In him,
k moment later he was gone.
Cunard came back with him,
lervous baste in his manner, but
lot until they wore In the ship did
le speak.
"Yon must have thought me most
inmannerly this evening," he apol
tglzed to Judith, "but I've been on
the trail of something which may be
Important to us. Scathborne haB
been over bere hiring Mexican la
bor. I talked to one of tbe men be
sired. He said he was going to work
n a dam northwest of Laredo.
"Miss Judith, I believe we have
r.ork cut out for us. I think Mor
ton Lampere has started some
, thing."
"Do you think Scathborne saw ei
ther one of us?"
"I'm sure he didn't. Slim, it's
two o'clock now. Can we loiter
tome place and go back about day
break? I want to look that Diablo
ralley over again . . . I've a bunch.
"And, Miss Judith, If you can
snatch a little o!eep I'd advise you
to. I m going to want a stenogra
pher whom I can trust."
Judith was sure she couldn't sleep.
She curled into the nest of coats
Slim made for her In the ship's cab
in, eyes wide, watching the stars zip
pa-; the cabin windows as the plane
tarted Its homeward flight. And
then she sat up.
She had slept. She was tired, stiff
from her cramped position, Slim,
his head cocked slightly towards
Cunard, who sat beside him, was In
tent upon his work. Cunard was
looking over the sldo. Now they
were banking.
JUDITH peered out of the window.
In the sun flushed basin below
tiny pygmies were running about.
A row tents, one new and white, tbe
othera small and khaki colored,
almost Invisible on the brown Held
grass, were clustered about a fork
of the upper Rio Diablo.
She sat protestlngly erect. Lam
pare couldn't do that; he couldn't
build a dam there and Intercept the
flow of the river or divert It, There
.was such a thing as riparian rights.
Tbe ship had banked around,
straightened out, and they wire fly
Ing due east. Half an hour later
tl.ey had circled tliolr own small
Held and bad landed.
"Miss Judith, can you take a cat
nap, have breakfast and ready to
take dictation at nine o'clock? Slim
will rest up and be roady to fly back
with the letters and reports I have
In mind."
Judith was sure she couldn't, but
she didn't adml. It. She was tired,
much too tired "o think of Lampere.
the dam or even Slim. The glamor
of the previous evening had been
dispelled with the dawn, she wanted
a warm bath and soft bed, even a
cup of Delphy's chocolate. She re
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Esn Lwver, formerly ot central
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2HI
ceived all three when she reached
tbe house.
"Delpby," whispered Judith dream
ily, "having you makes me a million
aire stenographer. Call me at eight
forty-flve." .
Eight forty-five cama much too
soon, but Judith was refreshed by
her rest and ready to tackle the
problem before ber with an alert
mind.
"I believe Lampere Is behind this
4nd doing It not for the purpose of
building a dam, but of annoying
us." said she to Cunard.
"With what little Influence 1 have
In Washington, Austin and otbei
governmental way-points we can
check him Immediately," confirmee
Cunard.
"Let 'them go out of San Antonli
Slim," said Cunard Irter as he bani
e.' him the barrrago of appeals t
governmental authorities. "I dot.
want to have any word of wb.
we're doing leak out to anyone
Lampere's crowd."
With Cunard she went to the fieli
when Slim took off, winging into tin
north, then, feeling queerly de
pressed, returned to her bouse, the
engineer walk'ng wltb her to the
porcb.
"Queer ybung fellow," he re
marked, seating himself on the tin)
porch and lighting a cigar; "had n
chance to go with an expedition
bound for Borne obscure point off
Greenland and preferred itaylng
around Houston, running errands
to. us. Of course, Miss Judith, he's
Invaluable to us, so we won't pro
test" "No, of course not" agreed Ju
dith and wondered If Cunard noticed
the flush burn up into her cheeks.
'TpHE evening mall brought freab
consternation to Judith. She was
ready to retire when the whistle of
tbe Incoming train made ber hesi
tate. She cbided herself for being as
foolish as some love lorn girl wbo
watched the advent of the mall car
rlor as the climax of each day. Nor
man wouldn't write again so soon.
H.' And nothing to say.
But tbe messenger who delivered
mall in the camp at Big Tom Town
brought her a sheaf of letters and
aniong tbem one from Norman.
Judith opened It without looking
at the others, ber glance taking In
the contenta of the page beire sbe
bad paused actually to read It
Dear Judith: 1 bellsvs 1 ex-
filalned, I'd put all of my savings
nto Hlllendala, tlrst for the prop
erty, and then the Initial cost of
building.
1 hate like the dickens to give H
up, but under the circumstances
find It too expensive for me to live
there alone. I'm going to be away
most of the summer so will have
to dispose of It In some, way and
am writing to aak you It there Is
anything in It you would like to
have . . furniture, paintings, ruga,
drapes or things of that nature.
Alec, what would you like to have
me do with your clothes and per
aonal balonglnga. Mother would
look after them but ahe acarcely
nas room in her little apartment
and I'm not sure that It would be
Bate to leave them here.
Clia tella me Slim Is acting as a
. courier for your company, lan't
that a lowly position for an Inter- '
national hero? Do you see much
ol him?
I hope you are feeling well. Ac
cording to the letters Llge has been
receiving, you're getting along as
"well aa cud be euapected" and 1
do feel much leaa anxiety about
your physical -well being with
Delphy there looking after you.
1 certainly mlsa you, Judith,
Jou'll never know what these naat
aw weeka have done to me.
Let me hoar from you aa aoon as
convenient Love.
NORMAN.
Judith .dropped the letter. This
was tbe end. "Too expensive to
live tbere alone." Why should It be
more expensive alone than -vltb her?
It simply meant that he was ready
to quit She had made her choice
when she left the house to tome to
the dam, and he had accepted It aa
such In spite of his protestation of
lovo.
Dispose ot Hlllendala. She felt
a moment's frantlo desire to rush
back and protect It frora the Inva
sion of strangers. It waa aa It the
hcuse and grounds wore a II Ing en
tity for which ahe was responsible.
They might mar the walls, the
floor, tear up the garden. She must
write Llge and see that he made out
a complete chart of the garden, so
they wouldn't uproot perennials she
bad planted In the tall.
At least and there was consola
tion In thla thought, at least be
wasn't keeping It for Mathlle.
She picked up the letter again.
"Love. Norman." How could he
sign himself In such a manner after i
writing a letter Ilka that' And yet
ht said he felt less anxiety with
Delphy there to look after her and
showed a feminine curiosity about
Slim. Could It be he was jealous?
She went to her desk. Sbe was
t.-ady now to write an answer.
fCopyHoAt, m, by Jeanne Bowman)
Judith selves snothsr problem,
tomorrow.
Ilsat week to msnsgershlp of tbe
Aahlsmt Standard station, located j
across from ths library In ths Llthla I I
city.
He moved his family to Ashland I
yesterday, where they will make their'
home at 810 Boulevard. '
OF SILENT IVIES
TO POTTERS FIELD
LOS ANGELES, April 17. (JP)
Karl Dane, , who carnd and spent
$1,500 a week when he waa & film
star In the silent picture day, may
be burled In & pauper's grave.
Surrounded by aeven-year-old pho
tograph and press clippings of the
days when he wiw famous, Dane shot
himself through the head Saturday
night. His body lay In the country
morgue today, destined for the pos
ter's field unless friends who kept
him alive In recent months claim it.
Born Rasmus Karl Thekelaen Gott
lieb, 47 years ago In Copenhagen.
Denmark, he came to this country as
an automobile mechanic and reached
the height of his film fame Just as
talking pictures were coming In.
He was best known for his acting
of the part of "Slim," the gawky, raw
boned private who rolled hi big eyes
and provided the comedy relief in
"The Big Parade,' one of the last
outstanding silent pictures.
The actor's strong Danish accent
barred him from the talking films,
and their advent precipitated him on
a rapid decline Into obscurity.
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phones. Thla compared with a net
increase of 32.000 In the preceding
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