Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989, October 08, 1934, Image 8

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Newspaper Page TextI PAGE EIGHT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFOHl). OREGON. MONDAY. OCTOBER 8. 1934 Marian Gordon by .IEAXSE HOHH.W BYSOHHtHi Uarian Qordon, re porter tor the Uoming Oiepatch, relurne from hearing a Jury acquit William Brown of the charge that he accepted $10,090 to pate- de tective workmanship on a high school building to learn that het former echool friend. Silver Hon don. hoe been granted a divorce from her hueband Cliff Then her editor telenhonce that Cliff hae ehot himertt and eende Uarian to Keno to break the newe to Silver. Uarian arrivee in the midet of a celebration. Chapter Seven STRANGE SOBS TpOR a moment Silver (tared at Marian In surprise. Then, Jump ing down, she came forward, handa outstretched. "Ian . . . Marian Gordon, of all peo ple. What are 70a doing wax out here at this hour of the night r She didn't wait tor an answer but turned to the other guests. "Folks, this Is Marian Gordon, an old school friend of mine, and Marian . . . the gang. They're here to help me cele brate my free" "Please!" Marian Interrupted be cause she could not bear to have tbat word freedom completed Something In her voice checked the other girl. "It's bad news, Isn't It?" sbe "be bas a chance to live. I know be has. Don't cry Ilka tbat" Sbe sought to take ber Into ber arms and quiet ber wltb her own strength She bad failed miserably In her mission. Surely sbe could have broken the news more tactfully. "Here, drink this." Like a repri mand tbe man called Max, spoke. He thrust a glass Into Marian's band and lifted Silver's bead from the arm of the chair. "Drink It," he ordered sharply. Silver drank, and Marian, looking up found the man's eyes probing hers, bis thin lips twisted In a sar donic grin. 'I suppose you're here aa Silver! friend?" be questioned. Marian banded the now empty glass back to blm and answered wltb ber Innate honesty, "No, I'm here as a nawsp-per reporter." "1 see," again the crooked smile, "the old friend uses ber school con nections to force her way Into Mrs. Hondon'a privacy so she may break the news of the tragedy, then tell the world how Mrs. Hondon stood tbe sbock. It should make a line story, 'Beautiful Divorcee Celebratea Freedom from Heart-broken Hus band, while be lies Dying 1- Hospi tal. A One opportunity to tell bow sbe cried when you" "I wasn't crying." Killi, Jilt "You're here as Silver's friend?" he asked. asked. "Have you bad a cable from Honolulu, la It mother and dad?" "No, Silver, but can't we go some place where we will be alone?" It wasn't necessary. Kb though divining a serious climax to their gaiety, tbe guests had started to gather wraps. They filed out In twos and threes all except one man. Marian looked at him expectantly. At the Orel glance he seomed older than the rest, then she realized this was due to prematurely grey hair. His face was young, dark eyes alert, but there was something worldly and old In the cynical expression of tbe xnoutb beneath Its short clipped moustache. "I'll stay," be announced and add d. "You might need me." Silver was serious now. Some of the rlcb color bad faded from her cheeks and her eyes were dilated with alarm . . . "Tell me, Ian. quick." sbe begged. MARIAN dreaded the ordeal. It seemed utterly heartless to crush the laughter In this child woman. She seemed like a child playing woman wltb those ourls caught In a knot on top of her bead "It'a Cliff." she began. Silver reached for the support of the strange man's arm. curved ber band about his wrist "You mean he's dead?" "No, not yet. At least he was stIU living when we left Sacramento." Quickly then she explained while Sliver, 'lacquered red linger nails digging Into the stranger's wrist, listened When Marian had stopped she left him and came close to her "Tell me," she demanded looking straight Into her eyes. "Will he die?' "I don't know," sbs answered truthfully. "Marian!" Now the red lacquered nails were digging Into ber arm. "Mas!" tbere was b .uteris In her voice, "Cliff Jilft dying, ne; voire arose In a shrill laugh that cbsnged to a sob, and then wltb a gesture of abandon, she threw ber self Into the big chair, and burled her head In her arms, shoulders shaking convulsively. Marian, alarmed, leaned over her. "Silver, don't do tbat." she begged. f AX and Marian started In sur LJ prise. Silver waa sitting up, cheeks dry. eyes brilliant with un shed tears. "I was laughing," she said, "yes, I know what you thought, but whj should I cry? He did It to spite me He said he'd teach me a lesson. Thli Is It, he's trying to shame me before tbe whole world, trying to make peo pie believe I drove tlm to It," "Silver," cried Marian. "What do you know about It?" th other continued In her low, blttet voice, "you run around wltb your silly little pencil and listen to peopla tell of tbelr troubles but what do you know of them? You aren't capa ble of loving or hating. 1 hate Cliff Hondon. The only thing his dtatn can mean to me la relict" Silver, for heavan's sake, get bold of yourself." Mai shook ber shoulder with a rough hand. "Try to remember you're talking to a news paper woman." "No. I'm not," she countered. "I know Marian. I've known ber since she came to school, a long, scrawny Kid wltb green eye,, and freckles. She's the kind of a girl who believes In angels and Santa Claus. The only time she's even halt human Is when she loses her temper." "Well, you'd better see she doesn't lose ber temper with you," advised Ham'ln. "She won't Silver answered with a queer little laugh "I'm .ir,i to show her the letter that cams from Cliff this afternoo.t and then she'll see what a cad be waa Do you think he d chose that room Id which to kill himself If he'd loveu me? Ob. ne'd hrve gone away soma nlace where be couldn't be Identified. He's trying to shame Die." She arose and looked at their dlstittnsed eiores slons. "I'll prove It," and she disap peared into si. tuner room "You'd better sit down." said Max, aa Marian shivered wltb ta- tlgue. Ha pushed the big chair to wards the Ore and stirred the mala Silver returned to thrust a block ol Ink-scrawled pages Into Marian's hands. "Read that." she demanded. 'fetmill. 10". l,ene f.m,,) Marian reads, tomorrow, a strange letter. OF FOREST MAS PARI OF SERVICE "The forest service Is Interested In the um of the forest for social de velopment as well a growing of tlm ber." George A. Dutle, chief, divi slon of Information for the service In Washington, D. C , said In an In terview during his stay In Medford Mr. Dutle flew here the latter part of the week to attend the three-day session of the Shasta Cascade Won derland association, which closes to day. "Because the U. 6. forest service is Interested In such devedopment," Mr. Duthle said, "It Is much in sym pathy with the wonderland associa tion. There Is an opportunity today to do great work In the developing and perpetuation of the foreat aa a source of recreation." He went on to say that the for ests are now more accessible and more useful to the eople. The forest service, Mr. Duthle said. Is prepsrlr.K records of all the resources for which the forests may be used. The part the forest has played In the depression, aa relief for the un employed, the deatltlute and the re habilitation of men who were down and out. haa proved they are of use for more than timber, the forester said. Because living In the forests Is cheaper, a.nd people may live there more Independently, many are turn ing to those areas to reside now, ha stated. When developing the forests, ac cording to Mr. Duthle, the social side la keut In view. The great Increase of the use of tha forest for recrea Mortal purposes, fun, entertainment, health and Inspiration la noticeable, be aald. "You have so much here In the west, and there la no reaaon why many people will not coma to this section to live." The forestry official urged that the people get behind the movement for fire prevention, to eliminates the des olate blotches on the western land scape caused by devastating flrea each year. People will not travel In areas where there are numeroua ftres, he said, and fires also make the coun try leaa attractive. With the aid of the CCC. Mr. Du. thle aald that the forestry service work had progressed rapidly, the pro gram having been completed to a point that could not have been reach ed In less than twenty years under the old program. DATES GIVEN FOR City School Superintendent C. O. Smith haa announced that the In stitute for training adult teachers, to be conducted aa part of tbe relief plan for unemployed teachers, will be held at Ashland, October 18, 19 and 30. Twelve teachers will be allowed to attend the Institute, from whom eight will be given employment through the government relief pro ject. Eight la the number allocated to Jackson county. Returns from Idaho Alfred Burch returned on Sunday evening's train from Wallace, Ida., where he had been spending the past several days on business. BEST FOR MONTH Company 1747, Camp Upper Rogue, has been named the outstanding camp of the Medford district for the month of September, by Msjor Clare H. Armstrong, district commander. CamJ Devil's Plat. Camp Indian Creek and Camp South Pork attained a rating of honorable mention. The Indian Creek camp waa named best camp for August and will turn over the district flag to the new winner. Camp Upper Rogue haa been un der the command of Capt. Glenn J. Key. Lieut. Cyril H. McGulre. who haa been stationed at the camp for seversl months, la assuming command with the transfer of Captain Key to district headquarters. Lieut. Harold o. GUlls la medical officer at the camp from Cellan Ufford la educa tlonad adviser. BEAGLE DEATH HELD A coroner's Jury returned a verdict of death from unavoidable accldeut In an Inquest held at Ashland Sat urday Into the death of James Beagle of Ashland, state fire warden. Mr. Beagle was crushed to death by a flod of heavy logs In an auto acci dent with a logging truck Thursday morning on the Dead Indian road. Tha Inquest waa conducted by Coro ner Prank Perl and Deputy Coroner Will Dodge of Ashland. BICYCLE PARKING By GLUYAS WILLIAM loiuirjs RETURNS FROM ERRAND ON HIS BICVCIE FATHER CALLS HOW MArV YiMES HAS HE 1t)U) HIM MOf TO LEAVE HI5 BICVCLE WiNfc ON THE LAWH MOVES BIMCLE AND COMES IN 10 WORK ON HIS STAMP CiUECfloN A FE MiNUfES LATER HEARS A RASH FROM FRONT PORCH WHERE H! HE HAS LEFT BICVCLE LEAHIN'G A6BINST SftPi RUSHES OUT, 10 FiND MOVTrS BIOALE TMUND THAT FATHER, HORRv'lruj 10 THE BftCK AND RE OOT WITHOUT SEEIK6 81- TiJRHS To HIS STAMPS CVCLE , HAS &Of ENTANfcLED WITH if HEARS A ROAR FROM YARD, FATHER SHOUTiNS HE'S lEFT IT RlfiHTlN Tta DJWEWAV SO HE CANT BACKfHE CAR OUT PUTS BiCMCLE PROPER W IMTO 6ARA6E, WHERE if PRESEKTlV FALLS OVER AND REPOSES IN MlEPL of 6ARA6E Floor. 10-8 (Copyright, 1934, by Tha Bell Syndicate, lac ) S MATTER POP Out on Halt WUltsm Qowscs of this city, alen W. Jobjuton, 38, s na tive of Colorado, snd Jamea S. Elder, 37, a native of WSAhlnxton. trs out on 13 bsll today, having been ar rested by city police Saturday ntf-it on chargea of disorderly conduct. Reports Theft B. B. Orevals of Bend, Ore., reported to city police, yeeterday that upon his arrival in Medford on the 13 o'clock bits Satur day nutht. he discovered the theft of a bottle of gold from hla coat pocket. Orevale aald tha gold waa worth S3S. By C M Payi tj''' ' tU5 o--iy . 4 (aw Lcopyright, 1934. by Ths Bell Syndicate. Inc.) J TAILSPIN TOMMy Climbing for Reconnaissance I " " By Hal Forre TMY CBAfT MAMAS- 5 LS&S' XW WyDr t W' jjM fflmfiM lilf SyT4 BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER Finding Hal Jaeger By EDWIN ALGER (" OMPiTE HIS WEARIMES5, 8EKJ TRfiKflPEO THROUGH 1 1 Y WELL, I'wi A DOWN EAST ) 1 k 'Hvl I " I DECLARE IT GOOO TO V i k OU HAL 'W IN nDUVE GOT IT 50N I " flN0 TOReT THE CUIK40F 0OUNNVCAKE BEN.HOW A. 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