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    FIGE SIX
SHITE MA1MMSE
tsYXOPSlfu Torn apart ana -brought
to lha verge of divorce by
Hob'e mieunderttanding ot Mar
eha'a friendship tor Qtoflrcy Ta7
Uton, the two vitro gradually find
ing their titty back to each olhnr
becauee ot itareha'e devotion to tha
.memory ot Dob's mother, who hoe
dud one recently. Now. however,
hob hat eurprleid Martha trying
to pry open a bop containing soma
at hie mother's personal effects.
( Ha It furlou:
Chapter 41
INSULT
f ARSHA'S faca qulrered.
1 1 "you were mistaken," h ald,
"In thinking that ih kept anything
that would be of value to you In that
box" (he nodded toward it). "Those
amusingly et old pieoee of Jewelry
are in a box at the bank where my
mother kept ber account. I nt
you money, which you took, after
the first, perfunctory, dramatlo re
fusal. Wasn't It enough?"
Her eyes flashed; through his
hands on her arms he felt her sway
ing cease and her angry tension fol
low. Still she mads no sound.
"It you are In some financial
trouble. I ll help you out," he prom
ised, "but I want no mora thieving
In this house and I ask you to keep
out ot this room."
Her anger gone, she swayed.
"You have duped me," he said in
a voice that was oddly soft for his
words, "and from the first. Married
to you not & month, I found you In
your lover's arms and I found at
that same time, you may recall,
-why I had been honored by your
stooping" to toe. Now I find you try
ing to pry open a joi the contents
of which I have never seen,"
She opened her lips to sp'ak; she
gasped, closed them and for a mo
ment hor eyes, too, were closed.
"You are a beautiful little cheat,"
be went on, "and I was apal". soften
ing most amazingly to you. I nave
been dreaming ot taking you back
with me. But now I'm cured of yon."
She smiled.
"It Is amusing?" he questioned,
tenth set. chin hardening.
"I think it Is rather amusing," she
agreed. He had dreamed ot taking
ber back with him!
Her smile, her answer, set within
blm as brutal an InstlLct as he had
ver felt; he gripped her arms tight
ly and he stood thus, eyes narrowed
and on her. At length he spoke. '
"Yes, I presume It Is," he admit,
ted, "that all men who love you are
amusing to you. I am going to kiss
you. My doar, why struggle? What
difference can a kiss or two make to
you? A great many men have kissed
you, you know. Haven't they?"
He circled her shoulders with his
arm and roughly kissed her once
and then forgetting everything but
his hunger for her which survived
bate and 'corn he kksscd her
again and aealn.
Ha heard her sob deeply and he
dropped his arms to stand away.
Blindly, she moved toward till door.
"My God, what have I done?" he
thought, "what have I done!1
HER room was dark when be
reached bis, carrying the
minted box beneath his arm. And
after be had set the box upon the
tuble that was by his bed, he found
ou hla bureau a note vrrltten In Mar
sha's hand, and near It a smsll cas
ket that had, one day, held French
bonbons, but that now held bills.
"I took the money," sho had wrl
ten, "because I thought yon were
made- more comfortable by my doing
so. I always Intended to return your
money to you when I could without
hurling you. Aftor you wrote me ot
your worry mnde by my not cashing
the chocks, I did cash them, but
you will And It all here."
Color flooded his face; lie read
the note again, glanced dully at the
box that had oue day held French
bonbons, but that now held bills.
Ho dropped to the edge of a deep
chair aa a sensation o'' acutcst solf
scorn swopt him. No matter what
sho was, or was not, be bad no right
to speak to her aa he bad, nor to
kiss her as he had. He had lost grip
as he had never dreamed be could.
With hands that trembled, he lit
a cigarette to puff doeply and to
stare, frowning, through the light
smoke at an echo ot Marsha's face.
"To the end of time," he thought.
"I'll hate you and need youl"
Ho might as well turn In.
When the dawn, cold, rale, gray,
Salem Painter
Takes Own Life
SALEM. An. 30. .VP. William H.
Denamoro, shout AO, died yesterday in
a hospital here from a self-lnf llcted
liot in the back. Densmore lived
alone and was a painter.
FIRST MALHEUR CLERK
IC RIIRirn IW DNTARIfi S"" smith wu announmt winner j
!ot citv-wtde popularity eontrM .
ht.t. and lui tlw mult will reprcarnt I
. '.no cltv t tll Amrncnn Lrnlon con
dny for Jud(to K H. Twt, 74, tr.,', ! ' ln A,torl tnu
rounty clrk ot Mulhmr county t
the Iirat mayor of Ontario, who rtit
Friday from hart attack. The
3
slipped gently Into being. Bob sat
up, drew bis knees up, dropped hi;
hesd to his arms.
Hla night had been long an6
sleepless. He hsd fought his remem
brance of kissing her again and
again; given In to It; risen from it
shamed. He bad tried to remem
ber every word he had said; he had
planned his apology. And In the
chaos, had come to him the certain
ty that he had forgotten much.
He glanced toward the bureau;
he could make out. In the hinting
light, the casket that had once held
French bonbons. And for perhaps
the hundredth time since be bad
flrst seen It, he flushed.
He hsd given her that box, he re
membered as his cheeks cooled. It
was odd, her having kept It She had
said when be brought It to her, with
some flowers, some books and an
odd little trinket In Jade that he
thought she might like. "Don't be so
good to me!"
She was not as heartless as be
hsd said she was; he knew It! And
he bad told her that be was done
with caring . . . well, he was not done
with caring and he never could be.
If she could know how It was with
him, she might forgive bim bis bru
tality a little more easily. No mat
ter what she had been, what she
would be, what she was, bs loved
herl (His shoulders moved, with
his deep sharply Indrawn breath.)
IT was a love that did not yield to
argument nor reason and It was,
primarily, love, not passion. Never
before had he forgotten her through
hla needs, and he would never, ho
promised himself, so forgot her
again.
He recalled a story of Richard
Harding Davis', In which a man,
questioned by the father of the girl
whom be wanted to marry, admit
ted that he would not hurry to tbe
girl he wanted to marry. It he bad
only a year to live but lnatead to
another woman.
It was like that; and if he bad
only a year, he would pick Marsha
up, take her off somewhere where
her screams wouldn't be beard, and
love her very gently, but love her
for the all-too-short space, and ask
her to let blm believe that she loved
him.
It was curious; this divorce be
tween love and respect. When
younger, he bad not dreamed It
could be so. But it was so. Nothing
had ever been for him more truly
so. He loved ber without respecting
her and he loved her as he had not,
once, dreamed men could love.
He had not known such rage as
he had folt the night before, since
childhood, and then he had suffered
It but tew times; be had soon been
"too grown up to do that." And he
had loosed it all upon her.
He wondered, sitting up In his
bed. bow long It would be before
she woke and before be could ask
her to farglva him his conduct of
the night befora. He hoped. Intense
ly, that it would not be too long; he
had had about aa much ot It as he
could bear.
He raised bis head from bis arms
and after a space ot staring at the
bonbon box on his bureau, he sank
back. He had not slept during the
night and bis eyes closed; a drowsi
ness crept over him through which
he saw Marsha's face. He slept to
dream of her, holding her arms ont
to him as he ran up the gulch path
and toward her.
When he awoke sunlight was
boldly printed upon the floor, and a
long, steady look at bis watch, dur
ing which the din) became clear,
told him that It was well aftor nine.
He rose, sodden. Cold water
helped blm to gain the strength
that he knew he would need In talk
ing to her. Her room was quiet. Ha
heard not a stir from It. She mlsht,
ot course, have gone down to break
fast early.
When Bob gained the dining
room and when clock hands wore
leaning toward ton, he found old
Bartholomew waiting him and smil
ing. "You rested bettor, sir," said Bar
tholomew, "and It has done me good
to know It! Everything la ready and
waiting and hot, sir. And the cook
says as how It looks like true spring
at last."
(CefrriiH, KM, fr K. SmiUnJ TeyOrt
Bob li lirrtd, tomorrow, out of
Ma bllndnt.a.
Acacia Masonic cfi, of which Judn
TVH was a charter member and Pt
1 master, directed the nrrvlce.
JudiW TVwt rums to Malheur county
in 18H3. He later was county clerk
mayor, bank cashier, city clprk. conn
tv Judge, and a mem tier of the legis
lature. tjurrn of Snlrtn
SALEM. Aug. 30 .1-M
Mr-
Pliont Mil wt'U naui away youj
' reruM City Sanitary 8rlo.
3IEDF0RE HATE
SEEN IN
CONFUSED STATE
Urine m hla topic lat night "Buret-
lnsf Buds of Christ Second Coming".
in speaking from the local Church of
th Nazarenc pulpit, Fred M. weain-
erford, pastor-evangelist, said,
Some of the bud are scrlpturany
noted, such aa famines, pestilences
and earthquakes in divers places. Wo
have experienced within the pat
month a famine In our own middle
states, for which the government has
appropriated vast sums. We also have
with us a pentllentlal scourge Jn the
form ol infantile paralysis. This may
he associated with the more or lew
continuous Influenza scourge. We
have had, more earthquakes In the
past ten or twelve years than In sev
eral hundred years previously. The
Intensity of these mark them as an
epoch of hla soon coming.
We wonder what kind of a hu
manitarian spirit It Is when our gov
ernment plows under a million acres
of wheat, pours milk Into the sewers,
dumps potatoes into the ocean and
makes fertilizer of its livestock, coin
cident with International famine.
Confusion among nations Is an
other budding Indication. Govern
mental forma have passed into cycles
from monarchy, aristocracy, constitu
tional monarchy and democracy in
succession. Some have conjectural
there Is yet communistic dictatorship,
but these are only a revamping of
some one of the other forms, until
there la nothing new and untried ex-
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BRniOINC CP FATHER By George McManufl
fiTfegv I urn 111 aii willydu ji . kvh
TRTBXINE, BEDFORD,
ceptlng the kingship reign of Christ.
"Destruction la not threatening the
world.; It fange have already struck.
The ship of state Is not about to
sink; It Is already sinking before our
eyes. The divorce mills are turning
out one to every sixth marriage, con
sequently this has taken a toll In
Juvenile delinquency. Three hundred
thousand are dying annually from
social disease In the United States.
An average of every fourth person,
says a Chicago health Institute h&a a
social disease. We have twelve thou
sand murders and three thousand
kidnaped in the United States In a
year an increase In murder since
1890 of three hundred and fifty per
cent.
"Richlieu warned France that they
could not have stable civil govern
ment without God. When men cease
to fear God they cease to regard the
oath, and when the oath Is disregard
ed no contract la binding and no life
is tuJo. Thus we see Iniquity Is
abounding. Generally speaking, the
church Is as cold as a dog's nose.
Luke warmneos and formalism ob
tain. This Is the prediction of Christ
that would obtain Incident to his
second arrival.
"The Bible is God's official time
card and you will not miss the train
on which he moves his ealnta out of
this old world If you will answer his
call to preparation tonight. The saf
est pilot la not t the one who will
brave the roughest seas, hut the one
who knows the channel. Christ
knows the channel and can get us
Into harbor.
The scientific world of our day has
so outstripped the moral and spirit
ual pace that we need a scientific
moratorium until there is a conval
escent recovery In the moral and
spiritual economy of life. i
T. W. Bartlett, Medford'a Taxiderm
ist and Furrier, will open shop on or
about Sept. 1st, at 20 S. Central.
OKEG'OS. JICmttT, 'AUGUST 20, 1931 v
FIRST RURAL CARRIER
IN OREGON WILL QUIT
SALEM. Aug. 20. (fly-Picking of
early clusters was started In hop
yards In most of the Willamette val
ley district today. Picking of the lat-s
or heavier hop will get started In
about ten days.
Most growers have agreed to pay
one cent a pound to pickers with a
bonus for those who remain the en
tire month's season.
FIRST HOP PICKING
STARTS NEAR SALEM
SALEM, Ore., Aug. 30. (; After
carrying mall on a rural route for
more than 37 years, with claims he
wns the first rural mail carried in
Oregon, F. C. Gunning of Turner will
be retired October 1 on a .substantial
pension.
His retirement comes as a result of
the postmaster general's program of
reducing postal overhead by combin
ing rural routes.
Zlinmermau's Father Dead
McMINNVILLE, Ore., Aug. 20. (,F
Christian Zimmerman, 85, lay dead
today and his son, Peter Zimmerman,
independent candidate for governor,
returned from a speaking tour In east
ern Oregon to attend the funeral to
morrow, at Yamhill.
11K nream Realized
VANCOUVER, Wash., Aug. 20.
the late James J. Hill, builder of
railroads, the vast grain elevator that
now dominates the Vancouver water
front was formally opened here yes
terday. I i
Oregon Weather
Fair tonight and Tuesday; warmer
Interior wet portion Tuesday; mod
erate to fresh northerly wind off
shore. Use Mall Tribune want ada.
MILEAGE
Sfft OOf WllH JUNIOR
FOR BRISk SUrlDhV
AFIfcRHOON WALK
-fiES 6H0E AMD 6EfS
UNDER WAY A6AIN, Url-
Til Forced to hurry"
BACK.JUHIOR HAVING
FALLEN DOWN AND
HURT HIS KNEE
c?J20
BOOHES AWARE TUKI
JUNIOR HAS LA66ED i
HAIFA B10CK BEHIND'
CAUS 10 HIM fn "-"V
APPLIES FIRST AID AMD
SETS OUT A6AIN, DIS
COVERING, AFftR A
block, that junior: has
Vanished entirely
WALKS BACK,TiNDIN6
JUNIOR BEHIND A HOUSE
MAWK6 FRIENDS WlTrl
A J06.
(CopyrlsM," 1934. by The Bn Syndicate, Inc.)
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS -
JUKIOR REf ilSES f3 VlftVS CATERPILLAR, AMP
BUD6E UNfil HE HAS SEfS OUT BRISKLY A6AIS
COME BACK TO 5ff IHIS UMTlL STOPPED BV CALLS
CATERPIUWl . 60CS BACK FftOM J'JUlOR 10 C0MF
BACK AND 1IE HI5 SHOE
AUt SO HAVIH6 WALKED
ABOUT TWO MILES IN
COVERING A BLOCK AND
A HALF, TURNS WEARILY
FOR HONE .
By C. M. Payni
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