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MEDFOItD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, MONDAY, AUGUST 13, 1931
SPITE MMMMal
WRERE TO PICNIC?
Rv GLUYAS WILLIAMS
KYttOfHlBt Th9 4tvorc tnnt
Fob I'owers has demanded that
Marsha Qti hat been puatjiuned be
cavas Bob's mother it dying. Bob
in hurriedly ctnainQ up hit work in
Mexico: Marsha it carina for Mrt.
Powers in Sew York, Martha' lovt
of the old ladu leads her to foralvt
Hob's stubborn miaunderatandinp,
which has disrupted their mar
rtane. Urs. Powers grows weaker
day by day.
Chapter 35
THE BLOW
TT WAS early In March that Bob
planned his start As the result of
almost superhuman pressure, he
found himself free to go two days
before he had thought he could start
and packing!
Packing made him rather absurd
ly tremulous. Once and again be
paused to stare blankly at the most
familiar objects; a military brush,
a comb, some such unromantlc
thing.
Then he would pull himself, with
a bard Jerk, from that wblcb he
scorned as "mooning," to go on
sMrts, collars, he must not forget to
open and to empty the bottom draw
er that had turned to a safe during
one week of hard rains. Less than
six days of travel and be would see
his mother, Marsha.
Bartholomew would open the door
to hfm; perhaps his mother would
wait bis coming In the drawing
room; perhaps Marsha would be In
the hall?
Or perhaps because of his mother
and the game they played for her,
Marsha would meet him at the eta
tlon. He hoped, fervently, that he
wouldn't go to pieces to show her
how much Bhe still mattered, and to
give her hint of the fact that she
would always matter. He did not
want to bother nor In any way.
Young Todd, Idle that day because
of a touch of the fever that makes
nomads cautious, wandered In to
say, "Packing?"
Bob laughed. "Might think so," he
responded, "but in reality, I'm trout
fishing."
"Damned funny, aren't you?"
questioned Todd. But he was not af
fronted. It was good to seo old Bob
coming back to his old self. Bob had
been one-of the most light-hearted
of the crow before bis marriage. ,
"Guess you'll hate to see your
wlfo?" asked Todd.
"Groat hardship," Bob agreed.
Tod realized be bad been wrong
about It; be saw Bob's eyes brighten
and a flush croop under his tan.
"Hate her, don't you?" ventured
young Todd.
"Suppose you mind your business,
you nervy bratv" said Bob. He added,
as he stepped on a bulging suitcase
in order to close It, "And suppose
you clear out. It Ling hadn't been
full of hop, I'd have stationed him
at the front door Just in order to tell
you that I was not at home. Is that
clear7"
Todd admitted It was; be grinned,
leaving. As he galnod the open he
saw Vicente disappearing Into the
gulch and, he waited. "No one's little
racer," he murmured, as Vicente
kicked his mule Into following the
twisting, rising path.
"Lotters, you lop-eared, unwashed
son of a razor back hog?" asked
Todd, who tried to bo virile, five min
utes later.
T'ICENTE hold forth a tolcgram,
addressed to Bob. Todd hoped It
did not contain bad news. "How
fearful that would ho!" he mur
mured, comlnK back to himself and
to natural expression. He plucked at
a hangnail as he looked norvously
towanl Alexander's and Powers'
shack, which Vicente had entered In
his usunl slow way.
Vicente came out. There was no
'stir from the shack; no slightest
nolso came from it to liven the
Jungle silence.
Todd moved, stealthily, townrd
the opened door. And this time a
wish to help, not curiosity, took him.
At the doorway, he looked In to de
cide thai It must have been bad
news, very bad nows.
Powers was sitting, slumped by
the table, head dropped upon bis
arms and shoulders moving. There
was a llznrd at hla feet, it scurried
through crushed papers, darted
across the room; up the wall. Todd
said a cramped, muted, "Powers!"
But Hob didn't snswer and Todd
barked away.
Hob sat up, squared his shoulders,
he novor knew how much later. Then
Kaln he rend the word thut told htm
that the feehlo flame In his mothers
weary body bad gone out; the mes
saco was signed. ".Marsha Powers."
He would return now to arrange
lll Marsha Powers for their di
vorce, not to pretend for his mother
with kissing Marsha as he met her.
"I've been thinking too much of
that," he said lendenly and aloud.
ttr-tlronp t nhrr.ltr
SFATTI.E. Aug. 13. t AP creation
f the ' university CollrRi-" and gen
eml rr-nroiiiilnu. or (lie UiiirrrMiy of :
niilni!tim -drnle dlvlmrmi m-rra 1
announcrd todny tiy nldrnt l.ep
rmil BlrR,
Um Mnll Tribune nnnt Ida.
tie realized then, ai be itared at a
calendar (the leaf two month! old)
that ha bad never once dreamed h
would not tee his mother again.
Marsha had signed It "Lore, Marsha
Powers." ,
What an odd thing, a mind when
shocked. It wjnt on as It pleased;
turning abruptly from one thought
to another that seemed unrelated.
It had not his falling to ses his
mother again seemed possible. She
had so looked forward to bis com
ing, Marsha bad written, because
the doctor had felt she would live
months, and probably beyond the
stretch of that specified year.
And he would never see her again ;
his mother; a curious, flat fact It
was, that numbed him. lie had been
whistling as Vicente came In, and
thinking of Marsha. And then Vi
cente had come In to say something
In his low-class Spanish of telegrams
and Bob's heart had dropped. And
only after a real effort could he open
the wire.
"Absurd to feel so," he bad rea
soned at that moment. But It had
not been "absurd to feel so." "Love,
Marsha Powers" . , . she was, what
ever else she was not, kind. She had
been wonderful all through, and
square . . . writing him of having
had to speak with Geoffrey and of
how she regretted it and that It
would not happen again. The most
doubting soul would have believed
her; that line and her promise.
"pHEN came a dull, long Interval
-I- In which be did the usual things
that one does living. He ate; he re
sponded to the sympathy of his crew.
They were very kind, he reminded
himself constantly, In order that he
might remember to tell them so and
to thank them . , , everything was
so remote!
He slept a little that first night.
to waken without remembering and
to remember slowly; and that was
pretty bad.
Then the next day they all saw
him off from the nearest village and
on a train that, the month before,
had been held up by bandits who
had a regard that was not too deep
for human life.'
Hard gripping hands ... and the
gang saying kind things about work
ing under him. People generally
wore pretty kind, he realized, and
that it did not now matter, and that
nothing could.
After he crossed the border, his
mind began to strotch and to grope
toward the normal where the strick
en suffer most acutely. He starod
tragically from car windows, there,
at some oaks and a tangle of under
growth. He would lose Marsha too, he
renllzed. And not that be would hold
her, or any woman, against her will.
He was, he reasoned on, glad she
was to And everything he had
missed.
But would she, or could she, And
anything with TarletonT But he
would not let himself think of that,
he decided. Even woll balanced. It
did strange thingi to blm; that won
der, with the thought of her loving
Tarlolon. Loving Tarloton, perhaps.
as he. Bob, had early dreamed that
she some day might come to love
blm.
How would she groet hlra? (He
hoard "First call for Dinner"; be
must eat, wanting to or not; but
he'd wait a time). Would she leave
the bouse Immediately or was he to
suffer once more that combination
of misery and hopplness which,
since thnt day, had risen from the
knowledge that she was close, but
beyond the reach of his arms, no
matter how close.
Would she sleep In the next room.
as she had? Or go forward to the lav
ender or tho blue guest room?
He hoped she would stay. It
seemed to him that that would
rather flnlsh the affair for his
mother. If she stayed no one could
say. "It was only a week after the
funeral that she went off: left him!"
And so she woi 'd drag the little Vlo
torlan Indy into 'he mess.
He realized as he neared New
York, that he was afraid of the
house, and all that Its changed
aspoct would force upon him. He
was so certain that It would be dif
ferent that he was surprised by the
presence of umall fir troea, which
had graced tha brown stone steps
for as many winters as he could re
member. He fumbled a bit with his keya
and before he could find the right
one the door was opened by Barthol
omew, who, as his eyes brimmed.
offered a choked greeting. Then Bob,
raising his eyes, saw Marsha hurry
ing down the stair and toward hlra.
(.''. If-", ly It. ffjTiJW-r,brJ
Tomorrow, Bob Is swopt off hit
feet.
Stair tnlt Falsi.
PORTLAND, Ore, Aug. 13 (AD
Mrs. lAura Van I.00. about 38. was
killed rurly Sunday In a full down
Might of ntnlra at a aouthweat rort-
land home.
KNIT PAl-KlMO OI.OVE3 at Hub
bard Broa.
10 BE PURCHASED
FOR VACATIONING
WASHINGTON, Aug. 13. (T) Tiie
government Li about to start huge
land-buying program so Industrial
workers can have better and cheeper
vacations.
The national park service said to
day it Is an Important phase of the
plan to retire poor land from agri
culture. It call for large recreational
spots within easy reach of most of
the major manufacturing cities.
The federal surplus relief corpora
tion will spend about 95,000,000 for
the recreational centers. Agents of
the park service are Inspecting prop
erties In many states and taking op
tions where possible.
Specifically, officials said, the serv
ice Is trying now to secure tracts In
Georgia, Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, Ken
tucky, Maine, Massachusetts, Minne
sota, Missouri, New Hampshire, North
Dakota, Oklahoma, Pennsylvania, '
South Carolina and Virginia.
The locations are kept secret to pre
vent owners from kiting their prices.)
Pickers and packers' tally cards. In
large or small quantities, ready for
delivery at Job Department Mall
Tribune, 28-30 N. Orape.
WINDOW GLAaa fte sell window
glass and will replace your broken
windows reasonably. Trowbridge Cao
met Works.
Dee Mall Tribune want ads.
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KANSAS CITT, Aug. 13. (AP) A
bolt of lightning that struck among
a group of picnickers at Swops park
lat today killed Richard A. Snead, 33,
foreman of a maintenance crew for
the Kansas City Power and Light
company, which was giving the pic
nic. Leo J. Arvln, SO, suffered a para
lyzed left leg. Many of the 200 per
sons engaged In a nail-driving con
test were shocked or dazed.
The storm brought .02 Inch of rain
to Kansas City. Light Intermittent!
showers continued to fall early to
night. The temperature dropped from
104 degrees at the downtown weather
office to 77 early tonight.
BEEBEGOES 2,510
FT.
WASHINGTON, Aug. 13. (AP)-
Having already set a new deep sea div
ing record In his metal ball, Dr. Wil
liam Bee be was quoted tonight by the
National Geographic society as saying
that perhaps early next week he plan
ned to go a little deeper.
After telling of Dr. Beebe's descent
to 2,510 feet today, the society added I
that a deeper descent would be made.
Phone 042 we'll bam away yout
refuse City Sanitary Service.
I,
WASHINGTON, Aug. 13. (AP)
The year 1934 Is the dryest and hot
test on record, thus far.
The weather bureau says so and It
has been keeping tab on precipita
tion and temperature for 70 years.
The drouth has been aggravated by
sizzling heat.
Nothing remotely approaching the
severity of this combination appears
in the annals of the weather bur
eau," J. B. Kincer, weather bureau
meteorologist, said today.
F
OREGON SLATED
PORTLAND, Ore,, Aug. 13. (AP)
A request for Information on which
a preliminary survey of Oregon and
Washington flood areas has been sent
out by the office of the United States
district engineer here, Captain S. L.
Damon revealed today.
The districts involved will be the
lower Columbia, the Willamette val
ley and the Tualatin valley. Hearings
on the flood control problem will be
held In each of the districts at a
later date, Captain Damon said.
Pickers and packers' tally cards. In
large or small quantities, ready for
delivery at Job Department Mall
Tribune. 28-30 N Grape.
10ftf5 TiCMiC &A5VXf5 AND TfcMUV
Stfii OVf. ASKS WMERE SHAUIWV
SOtfE MilXS LATER WlfE PEClpE BEACH Wia BE
TOO CROWDED 0U A PAV LHt THIS
AllrtfElA PRESENTLY REMEMBERS THATTrtELAST
TiME SHE WAS ATTHERlVER, MOSQllrfoft AIT HER UP.
W6ULDNT If BE BETTER ON SUfJsEf Mil.?
WIFE PBC01ERS SHE FflRCOT 1WE OLIVETS AND AS
LON6 A THEV AREN'-T FAR FROM HOME.THEY
HAD BETTER STOP IK FOR 1HEM
FAMILV AT LAST
IS IK OPPOSITE
(Copyright, 1934, by Th Btll Syndicate,
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EuTTcVoNE A6HEE1N& TvW If WILL BE QOlEfER ANI?
rWfiER A10K6 1hE RiVER, HEAPS BACK
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Turns back for siwsEf hu., remembering a
LiTTlE LATER 1HAT iWrT R0AP 15 CLOSED
FOR REPAIRS
AND 6Effirl6 HOME, FiND IflS SO LATE HOW THrV'jJ
fcEvTEX VKHtc ON Their own lawn
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By C. M. Payna.