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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
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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.
A few months sgo Ilss Ruck re
turned to this country, snd settled
In Philadelphia. She works In a mill
In the daytime snd studies st sn ex
tension school st night.
She plans to return to Rumania
after becoming a nurse, "In order to
relieve the suffering I saw smong the
peasants of that land."
V3rW MlfefcUfe BLIMP
1 gam't ompee&tamo
what happened to
That boy'. He left im
The thuck half am
HOUR AGO WITH VOUfc
Oh .sehT'wellou betteb
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TAKE DAVE INTO UUK LUNHUeNte-
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1 FEEL HE HAS TO KNOW
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WHOLE WORLD OUR PLANS? GET ALL THE
RAG -TAGS AN' BOB-TAILS ON EARTH AT ANCHOR
ISLAND WHEN BEN AN 'THE EIGHT OR TEN
MILLION OTHERS THAT ARE THERE ARE F1GHT1N
OVER THE OOLD IN THc SUNKEN "YUCHTftN;
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