PAGE TWELVE
MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, FRIDAY, APRIL 27, 1934.
Judith Lane
t J K AWE BOWMAN
tsrNOPSlS: JudltH Dale has re
turned to Houston from the Hio
niabla dam. She is buildino the
dam with Tom Bevlne money, left
her tor the purpose. Ana me ts in
Hire, Kevins and Uathile. her
Houston to fight the wilt contest
brought by llorton Lumpers lor
Anunhter. Rhs hns Aliitned OUt to
her old home Hillendale. early in
the morning, and has seen some'
one she thinks mifht be her hue'
band Norman, who. after siding
naalnst her and with ths flel-Oif
heirs, has disappeared.
Chapter 41
SURPRISE
TUDITH was delighted to aee Clla,
J but wondered at ber early call,
Ince It was barely elgbt o'clock.
Then the was surprised to aee
Judge Morgan being admitted.
Clla kept conversation clipping
along at a lively rate until breakfast
was over, then accompanied Cun
ard, Morgan and Judith Into Cun
ard's atudy.
"We want to dlscusa the coming
contest," explained the Judge. "I
don't want you to go to the wltneaa
tand unprepared."
"Oh, by the way, when does the
ease open?
: "This morning, at ten o'cloclc."
"This morning," gasped Judith.
"Why didn't you tell me?" .
"Didn't want you to develop any
nerves' waiting (or the ordeal. And
Miss Judith, It's apt to be that Lam-
pere Isn't a pleasant person to have
Dn the opposing side."
"But aren't there things I should
know, should do? And why didn't
yesterday's newspapers say any
thing about It, or am I no longer
news?"
"You're nows," Clla contributed,
"but thanks to Canflll's desire to
murder his wife, the rest of the
sheets overlooked the date. We are
carrying a alory this morning."
"As (or you knowlnr things and
doing things," said Judge Morgan,
"all you need to do is act natural
and you know all that Is necessary
lor you to know."
"About all you'll need to do," of
fered Cunard, "Is hang onto your
temper with both hands. And now
It you'll dress and tell Mrs. Cunard
we're ready, she'll stay with you
during the trial aa. Clla Is one ot our
Important witnesses and can't be
present until after she's testified "
"And If yon think that Isn't being
martyr," interposed Clla, "you
don't know nothln' no-how. Imagine
me, Clla Sanford, sitting In an ante
room when Lampere't In action."
I Judith laughed and with her
friend went to her room. She asked
Selphy to bring a smart street (rock
she had purchased before leaving
town the previous spring.
"Don't you do It,- Delphy, bring
that outfit I picked out this morn.
lng, and bring In those hats I had
sent out yesterday." Then to Judith,
"Listen, girl friend, look at me. the
veteran ot a thousand court wars.
You've got to look like the forgot
ten woman and not like a hosiery
ad."
Lamnere will probably try to
make them believe Mathlle got that
head of platinum hair for nothing
. . turned grey with the shock ot
ber father's death. They'll be feel
ing sorry for her and they won't be
able to feel sorry for you It you ap
pear looking like the five million
you're supposed to have."
Clla bad been working as she
talked and by the time she had fin
ished, with Delphy'a assistance, bad
Judith dressed to her satisfaction.
"Now take a look," she said and
spun Judith around to a mirror. .
TpHB ensomble Clla had chosen
1 was a dark blue sheer one. Clla
bad added a vest ot white cambric,
a turned-down collar, and turned
back cuffs ot the same material.
"I do look efficient," proclaimed
Judith, not displeased, tor buslnesa
clothes had been her armor against
the world before.
Clla wavered between two hats.
One drooped, hiding her eyes and
giving her a demure, childish look,
the other tat trimly on ber boyish
bob, giving her a buslness-llko air.
"Efllelency wins," decided Clla
with a sigh, "and now to war,"
Driving Into town Judith, silent
for the most part, asked ber (rlend
one question "How did It bappen
that you didn't frighten Lam pere
out ot handling tho case at all?"
"Couldn't. Didn't dare interfere
with the 'pursuance ot Justice' and
he knew IU He also knew that 1 was
the only one who had overheard his
talk with Marltellan, and It would
take '. sal proof to convict either one
ot anything; proof I wasn't ready
to produce."
They reached the courthouse.
Judith looked up at the grey stone
building. Thought of how many
times she had gone with Clla to
"sit-in" on a case. It had been In
teresting, more fascinating than
any theater. .
Judith heard the whispers, tney
burned Into her ears and she won
dered If they weren't seared on her
heart as well.
"There she goes . , . that's her,
the millionaire stenographer,"
A flock of news-photographers de
scended on them "Clla, will she
pose, Mrs. Dale, do you mind?"
"0 course she'll pose, and you,
Mrs. Cunard?" asked Clla, "do you
mind?"
"I do mind," answered Mrs. Cun
ard, with a tiny frown which van
ished In a smile, "but under the
circumstances I'll be proud to pose
wl" her."
"Don't make her smile," barked
Clla at one enterprising jwung man,
"we don't want folks to think she's
enjoying this. Now that's enough.
You're all had good shots . . . come
on folks."
Judge Morgan and Justin Cunard,
who had driven In behind them,
came up and escorted them to the
room In which the will contest was
to be held. They needed an escort,
the ball was crowded.
Judith looked upon the court
room with new vision. It was no
longer an amphitheater for comedy
or tragedy. It was a room in which
Judith Lane-Dale was to face twelve
men and make tbem know that the
Rio Diablo Dam was not a crazy
man's dream, but a reality which
provided labor for three hundred
men and would provide a controlled
water supply for rich lands where
citrus gToves would flourish.
She felt tlie-responsibility keenly
as she took ber seat. Judge Morgan
and Cunard were talking with some
ot the strange men who seemed to
mill about by the dozen. Clla de
serted ber for a moment to stop at
the press table, buzzing with voices.
THE buzzing changed Its location
as Clla started hunk, for thm
crowd followed her to Judith's
chair. "Interviews, gladly at the
first recess," she said and sent
them back satisfied.
What you going to tell them?"
questioned Clla, uneasily, "now
go"
"I'm going to tell them," Inter
rupted Judith, "all about Itlo
Diablo Dam, about Tommy Scog-
glna and Timothy Scoflold, about
the lovelorn vaquero who keeps me
swake at night trying to entertain
Maria Consuelo Dlago, with his love
songs."
"You're not so dumb," wss Clla's
wry comment, then "sb, after
while turn around, not now, they've
seen me looking at them. . . . Mrs.
Bevlns and Mathlle Just came In
bearing down on Lampere so hard
It's a wonder he could support them.
Ye gods and small surf fish, look at
the weods."
Judith didn't look around. She
wouldn't, she woul,'. not . . . invol
untarily she turned, met the blazing
hatred In the eyes of Mathlle Bev
tns, Ignored It and looker on, past
Mrs. Bevlns' frigid poise, to Lam
pere. He was debonair, smart In a
meticulously tailored suit, con
scious of the power which bad come
flowing In through the wells In
Scathborne'a field. He seemed to
personify success.
He had been talking to' Mrs.
Bevlns. Now ho stood looking over
the men who had been called on tbe
Jury panel.
A reporter came up and be leaned
over to speak to him with Just tbe
right degree ot affability and seri
ousness. Judith looked at Judge Morgan, a
bit fat, a bit careless about the
press ot h)s clothes, gold-rlmmed
spectacles balanced unsteadily on
his long nose. What chance had he
against Lampere?
Clla Sanford waa motioned Into
another room and a moment later
came a warning hush, the Judge
came out of his chambers and
ascended the bencb. Not Marltellan,
a visiting Judge from another
county.
The will contest was on. Drearily
It dragged Its way aa the prospeo
tlve jury men were called, ques
tioned and excused, called, ques
tioned and challenged, called, ques
tioned and accepter Judith talked
to the reporters during the first re
cess, went to lunch wltb her coun
sel at noon, and came back to the
courtroom tor further tedious work.
As Judith listened to the ques
tions she was glad she was In the
soutu where women on a Jury were
not favored. No woman could have
looked wltb unprejudiced eyes at
the other woman," as Judith waa
to he called.
At four-thlrly the twelve men
tried and true were Impanelled and
the alternative chosen. Judith
studied them Intently,
(Copyright, by Jeanne OowmonJ
Tomorrow, tho trial goto undor
way.
Bonneville House
Bids Are Opened
PORTLAND, April 87. (API With
a bid ot 161. 088, the George H.
Wnle company of Portland hero I
low when proposals were opened here I
Wednesday for construction of 901
permanant liouaes at Bonneville dam.
as quarters tor attendants.
The houses, each of two-story con
atructlon, will be ot the English
type. Each building will be different.
4
Be correctly corseted to
an Artut Model by
Ethelwyn B Hoffmann.
'ALL IN' WRESTLING
AS YANKS ENJOY IT
By A1AX GOULT)
(Aaeoclated Press Sport Editor.)
It vim that the British have been
persuaded to try MalMn -wrestling,"
which presumably is native for catch-as-catch-can
grunting and groaning.
The Sporting Searchlight of London
deplores an apparent skepticism,
pointing out that "during the past
lew months more than 100,000 peo
ple have witnesses all-in wrestling
bouts In New York" and that "100,
000 Americans can't be wrong."
For the benefit of the doubting
Tommies, the Searchlight visualizes
the scenes connected with the busi
ness in America as follows:
"Crowds are swarming 'round Madi
son Square Garden every week. And
every week the crowd Is getting big
ger. Picture the scene. Row upon rove
of flushed, eager faces surrounding
the flood-lit ring. Every eye focused
on two giants, sweating, straining.
battling for physical supremacy , . .
At the close of the entertainment a
well -satisfied multitude leave the
building . . , There are no fiascos, no
one-punch winners as In boxing.
"Over here. continues the Search
light, "the sport Is still in Its Infancy,
And It Is no scc,ret that a section of
the Press still views all-ln wrestllhg
with rather dubious eyes. Their at
titude Is characteristic of our race.
We always dislike the new. We dis
trust that which threatens to upset
our Ideas on sport."
Pertah the distrustful thought and
let 'em have their fun I
STRICT SMUT RULE
ILL BE LIGHTENED
PORTLAND, Ore., April 27. (AT)
A telegram was received here today
by the Merchants' exchange from
Congressman Walter M. Pierce of
Oregon, stating that Secretory of Ag
riculture Wallace will amend a pre
vious order Imposing more strict
smut regulations on wheat.
"Please notify all concerned that
Secretary Wallace is signing an
amendment to the previous order
making the former practice effective
as a rule, allowing 14 smut balls in
stead of ten," the message said.
SUBURBAN HEIGHTS
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
Taffeta Choice
Evening Frocks
PXIUS (AP) The Comtesse de Va'l
lombrosa Is one of a number of smart
Parisians wio are wearing bright taf
feta evening frocks this spring. She
wears a gown of the crisp silk In red,
yellow and green checks. With It she
wears an evening wrap of bottle
green velvet lined with pink silk.
I
-rT lot -today i f GASOLiMfcT
JOctfrHgbt, 193. by The Bell Syndicate, lac.) I J l
flSURlH6,FR0M THE CARS PARKED IN FRONT OF HIS
HOUSE, law HIS MFE WAS HAVING A TEA PARTY AMD
NOt WANTING To 60 HOME UMiL THE WOMEN HAT) ALL SOME.
FRED "PERLEY MH& AROUND THE CORNER FOR BETTER TM
AN HOUR, BEFORE HE DISCOVERED THAT THE PARTY1 WAS
ACROSS TUt STREET BUT THE QUESTS COULDN'T PARK THERE'
S MATTER POP
ft
By C. M. Payn
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$g f Mg; , (, j&x-vIm oys
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TAILSPIN TOMMY- r;;. v
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NOW THAT ( UP A1 A ( SAILORIAAN'S TALK ENOUGH YOU'VE SEEN THE LITTLE 1 METCALFETO FOLKS AS YOU, WHO LOVE THE THINKING OF MTMT AIN'T ASTONISHINV HERE II
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THE NEBBS A Chip Off The Old Block " " " ' . Za HesS
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BRINQINQ UP FATHER
WELL- LOJTA LOT OF MONET
BY CNIN' TMAT ELEPHANT
AvVVA.-Y INSTEAD OP "bELLiM-
him - but twank goodnt
mcs gone; fefv good
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MACCtE WILL BE
GLAD TO KNOW
i cot rid of
that elephant
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MAGGIE
1 - AH -
OH. I'M bO QLAO
YOU CAME IKl-
WANT TO TALK
TO YOU ABOUT
THAT ELEPHANT-
it",, -5
HUH?
By George McManus
I'VE CHANGED
MY MIND-I'M
GOING TO
KEEP THE
ELEPHANT-
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