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PA'GE EIGHT MEDFORD JIAIL TRIBUNE, BEDFORD, OREGON, "WEDNESDAY, MAT 2, 1934. Judith Lane bn JE4VVB BOWMAN Chapter 45 NORMAN'S STORY "VOU'KH tiere." Thispered Judith 1 to Norman, "it's all I cars about now." "Better take the stand, Norman,' said Cunard, and to Judith, "You'll have the rest of your life to talk to him." Judith watched hla quick, firm tep as he strode to the witness stand. "I I object!" roared Lampere, pose forgotten, fur; Is bis face. "On what grounds?" Inquired Mor gan. "You said in your closing worda that yon wished you bad blm here to present. Well, I've brought blm and when he gets through testifying for me you can snend the night with blm." "Mr. Dale, you are to longer asso ciated with Mr. Lampere, are you? Will you give the date that you sev ered connections there?" "July 24." "Will you give your reasons for leaving?" "May I say broadly, that I learned of certain conditions which made It Impossible for ma to remain conscientiously." "Did you learn of theso conditions from Inside of the office, or' "I was approached from the out side. I gave Mr. Lampere no reason for leaving because I wanted first to make sure that tbe party to whom I bad talked was right." "Your wife hadn't previously told you certain facts that she, as for mer stenographer to Tom Bevlns, Inew?" "She tried to, but I bad allowed my mind to become so poisoned against ber theories ... not against jher, I want you to understand, but against her theories, that I would not listen." "Where have you been since you left your Arm, Mr. Dale?" "In tbe valley of the Rio Diablo. I went there to check the statements of tbe man who approached me "While I was still acting with Mr. Iampere." - "Did Mrs. Dale know of your pres ence?" . "I believe not t think at one time she halfway recognised me. I was - working at the Bcatbborne oil fields t the time. The drat well bad lwl come In and she drove over to sea It. It was dark, and after the first shock ef seeing ber look at me with half recognition, I hurried away." "Why were you thera Incognito?" "Because I wanted, to carry on my Investigation unobserved by any one." , . . "Why did you begin at Scathborne Held?" . .. . "Scathborne, as you know, Is sub Idlzed by Morton Lampere. Mr. Lampere's capital developed tbe Held." "1 object. I demand that atatement lie stricken from the records ... I demand" "Mr. Morgan," said the Judge, who was loaning over his desk with Interest, "proceed with your wit ness." vl GAUDY GARB AND ifcfv! -i II niT nr nn i uniiin mi ur mum "Mr. Morgan," be turned to Judge Morgan, "that question was com pletely unethical but," he coughed Irascibly, "proceed and watch your worda . . . er, just a moment, bailiff, catch that man going througb the door. I would like to question blm further and If we can prove perjury there . . . now proceed." But they didn't proceed. Such con fusion arose at tbe bailiff's attempt to capture his man, tbat the Judge called a recess and when court again convened, word was sent In tbat Morton Lampere had become vio lently 111 and asked the session be adjourned until tbe following day. Judith and Norman left the court house together. When they paused on tbe steps for photographs, they were asked for Interviews. "Give us a chance to talk," plead ed Norman, "we haven't had time to aay more than hello." - His roadster waited at a nearby garage. Silently they got Into It and drove out to Hlllendale. "Tha DeMaos are In Galveston for the week: they turned tbe bouse o?er to us." "That was nice." They paused outside the door. "Z planted your stocks," Norman said, as he fumbled for tbe right key. "Yes, I saw you," "You what?" "I thought It was you even thougli Delphy said you were the new gar dener." She looked at the wrought Iron console table, caressed It need lessly. "Let's get some glads for that bowl, these look rusty around the edge." ",1R DALE, In what capacity did ' Ai you serve while In the Rio Diablo basin?" "I was aotlng as a persecutor of one Judith Dale." "Your dutlea?" "To assist the gentleman sitting out there In the first row," he point ed to Lampere's last witness, "In creating mutiny among the workers. In spying on Mrs. Dale and If pos sible In catching her In some com promising position which wss to be construed to Scathborne's benefit." "Before you go Into this. Mr. Dale, how long bad you known Tom Bev lns?" "All of my life. Our bouses, tbe Bevlns' and mj father's, were In the same block." "In tha course of your lite did you ver at sny time see Mr. Bevlns un der the Influence of alcohol?" "Big Tom. you mean, drunk? Good Heavens, no, snd It was the one thing he was strict about In tbe field. Be even disliked big dinner parties whore wine wss served. I don't be lieve he ever took anything stronger than a cocktail." "Mr. Dale, prior to your appear ance here a witness Intimated that Big Tom had come home on numer ous occasions completely under the Influence of liquor." "So help me God," said Norman Dale, "tbat person lied." "Your honor!" moved Lampere. "are you going to sit there snd let this-" "Mr. Lampere, alt down before I charge you with contempt of court," barked th Judge. "Your only other course will be to prove your witness bas net perjured herself." THEY went out Into tbe garden seeing It through tbe ambei light of tbe setting sun. They cut long spikes of cream and salmoi pink blossoms, saying nothing ha cause there was so much to be aald between them. Judith beard Delphy singing It the kitchen. She wasn't surprised everything was aa it should be. "Why didn't you soil Hlllendale?" she Inquired as they Inspected thi dahlias. "I'd as soon put a child on tb auction block," be admitted, "and when I found you weren't through with tee I found these folks who leased It" "I wish I never bad to go to that old court again," Judith said from tbe comfort of Norman's arms. "Don't have to," he answered "We're giving Lampere a chance to leave tbe country tonight Slim San ford will fly blm down to some placi In Mexico and from there he'll gc abroad. Mrs. Bevlns taaa asked Mor rison to appear In court and ask foi a dismissal of the iase. You'll find Matblle and tbe Missus heading foi Europe where they'll meet Lampere, who will marry Mathlle as soon ai Mrs. Lampere can get a Reno di vorce." . 1 "Dinner, Ma'ss No'man an' Mlsi Judy." "Coming," they answered. It was wondarful, Judith thought, to sit across the table from Norman, looking at blm across a blue bowl of yellow roses from their own garden. She fingered ber cup, lovingly. They'd purchased that on their honeymoon. Soon tbey would go out and alt on the terrace and watch tha little aplke moon slide down to the west, all mixed up with oak tree limbs and stars. Judith wondered If Llge'a amlla waan't endangering his ears, It stretched so tar, and when she asked him, it stretched even further. Rosa, delighted at meeting Llge'a "folks," was helping him In tbe dining room, a needless service. And Delpby wad dled In from the kitchen every so often to see that things were as tbey should be. They were out on the terrace and Judith was curled In Norman's arms, protected by his arms against . . , everything, when a thought came. "Norman," she cried In sudden pain. "I've got to go back to the dam. I can't leave It half-finished." "That's all right" he said, "your house Is big enough for two. Isn't It? Delphy's marrying Rosa's step mother's uncle by marriage, and you can't live alone, besldea." he added, "one clause In Big Tom's will read that after 1 had become convinced ol Lampere's duplicity, I was to be re tained aa legal adviser of the Bevlnt Construction Company, and I think, Judith, that I ahould be on thl ground, don't you?" "Oh. 1 do, I do." and busily hei mind constructed scenes of the Itttlt wooden house sbove the dam wilt cold winter winds blowing and In Ida Norman and herself, facing tht future together. No longer the prom Islng young attornoy and the asplr Ing stenographer, just Mr. and Mrs Norman Dale. (CopurljM, 1J, Jeannt Bowman; THE END SLAYER OF DRINKING PAL GOES UNDER BAIL GRANTS PASS, May . (API 14 ward I. Wlllett. charged with cu lng the death of Bruce Locks, 60. of new Hugo, while Intoxicated, tu placed under 11SOO ball here today. Locks wu killed Sunday when WI1 lett drove a car over Lock and cruh i his skull In the climax of an ad' mltted drinking bout. Drainage project designated to era dlcst mosquitoes in the vicinity of Miami, Fla., have turnlahed employ ment to 330 men. 17RIGLBVS GUM E PHILADELPHIA. (UP) If man doesn't dress up in clothes that aro gay, woman will take his place In the next generation. In the opinion of Agnes Bepller, Philadelphia essayist and commentator. "In nature, It Is the male who Is gaudy and decked In brilliant plum age." Miss Repller, who Is 73. aa!d. "During the past century that order has been reversed. We should return to the faahions ol the time of George Washington. "If man Is to compete with the ascendance of women, and even save himself from oblivion as an indi vidual, he must look to his clothing. He Is faced, with an Increasingly dan gerous rival, whose name Is 'Eco nomic Independence.' "There Is a danger that the regl mentation of modern life Is stealing from man more than Is wholesome of his natural swagger of clank and color, or curled beard and wsvlng plume. Man was Intended to prance, but modern civilization has made him 'drab, Women have all the glitter, while men are reduced to tba sem blance of 'worker' bees. . "At heart, you know, men still love to 'dress up.' If you don't believe it, wstch a parade of Shrlners, or Elks, or Masons. "Women instinctively love a sol dier. The reason may be partly his carriage, but It's mostly In what he's wearing." ' PHILADELPHIA (UP) A girl of 20 who was a bricklayer in Rumania is learning English at night school here. Helen Ruck was bom In Harrls burg, Pa., but her parents returned to the tiny town of Szemlak, Rumania, when she was two years old. There, at the customary age of 13, she' lett school snd went to work with her father." She laid bricks for s year, then devoted her time to farm work. She plowed the fields, planted snd reaped, in addition to the customary farm chores. In tbe evening she knit stockings of sheep wool. 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