MEDFOKD MAIL TRIBTJNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 25, 1933.
PACE EICFHT
14MORNING STAR
. V by Marian Sims
aryvraia: trn&n omuy aarnoa
ran away from her husband. Sd
win, on their wedding night she
also ran smash into a' nervous
breakdown. But Dr. Christopher
Wards pulled her through that, and
a fob in Birmingham, together with
the society and help of Charlotte
and her friends, has completed tits
cure. Kovt Dr. Wards has called to
take Emily out to dinner, and at
course to check up on tho progress
of his patient.
Chapter 21
CHECK-UP
"T'M beginning to believe that lib
erty agrees with, yon," said Dr.
Wsrde.
' "Oh, It does!"
"And hard work?" Amailng, he
thought with reluctant admiration,
how this generation ot women en
Joyed work for Us own sake. But
then, didn't he enjoy It hlmseltt
"Even hard work. Do you know,
Dr. Waxde, I'm really beginning to
get somewhere? I was errand girl
and general flunkey at flrst, but now
I've been promoted to a desk and
regular assignments. Charlotte says
that II I keep It up I'll be really
good, and coming from her that's
the epitome ot praise."
"Charlotte must b pretty good
herself."
"She Is. And she's a great deal
more than that to me. Since I can't
have you to strengthen my will, I a
rather have her."
He smiled, pleased at the Idea
that he and Charlotte might fill the
same need. Then he put the ques
tion that he had sought her out to
ask.
"And what about Barnes? No re
grets?"
The brightness faded swiftly.
"Yes," she said slowly. "A great
many regrets."
Ho had dreaded that. "Why?"
"Why not? Because I've failed
them all so miserably.
"But, my dear," the tone was Im
patient, "you'd be falling yourself
otherwise."
"Perhaps. But Is my life any one
life so Important as all that? And
besides, I haven't really tried; I've
Imply run away from It What
right have I to refuse to go on to
ask tor a divorce until I've done my
best to make It a success?"
"Emily," he demanded, "what
have they been writing you?"
She smiled at the menace In his
rolce. "Nothing like that. But my
father has broken a great deal late
ly, mother says, and It tears my
heart to think of him!"
It was utterly Impossible, he
thought bitterly, to keep some worn
tn the Frances Feltons from
cheating. He dwelt momentarily
gpon the Idea of murder. .
"It isn't what they've said," she
went on. "It's this beastly Puritan
conscience of mine. Whenever I stop
to think It begins to plague me.
"Does this mean," he asked harsh
ly, "that you're thinking ot going
back?"
"I've thought of It all the time,
but it doesn't mean that I'm going.
I'm not crowded that close yet, I'm
Kill holding on tight."
He patted her hand. "That's the
spirit You keep on holding on."
It be could provent It, he didn't
Intend to have his best cure ruined
by outside Interference not until
the cure was complete. Then, If she
went back, she would be equal to
the situation. He drove her home
feeling that he had done a good eve
ning's work.
When he had gone Emily went
first to Charlotte's room to report,
on his visit Charlotte put down the
book she was reading and Emily
saw that her eyes were troubled.
"There's a special delivery for you
on tho desk. It came while you
were away."
EVEN before she opened the letter
Emily know that something
was wrong; that her house of cards
was about to be destroyed with a
single blow. She read the letter
quickly, and Charlotte's apprehen
sive eyes never left her face.
She stood very still wben she had
finished, holding the lotter in an un
steady hand. Charlotte could stand
It no longer.
"Emily! What Is It?"
Emily dropped Into a chair snd
looked nnsoelngly at the floor. "Ed
win Is terribly III. Pneumonia. He
seems to no(d me." Sho held the
letter towards Charlotte
Charlotte read It quickly, standing
with one arm about Emily's un
steady shoulders. It was from
Frances Felton. snd It was, Char
lotte thought fleetlngly, the most
marhlaveUInn document she had
ever read.
My rtetr Emily:
1 Iibv. hesitated about nrltlr.g
this to you, .nri yet 1 am raving
you thft compliment of thinking
Mint you will want to know It.
Edwin U dernarately 111 with pn.u.
montn.
OM Mrs. Latl.am illed lax wk
and was buried In th mldat of a
CHARMING SENORITA
CONFOUNDS REPORTER
NEW YORK. Sept. 33. (UP)
When Senorlta Maria Elena V. De
Rlvero, for whose love Jun Pombo
reputedly flew from Bpain to Mex-
tco, arrived today, reporters thougnt I
1 vt'
1 -or
tminaor-sicmi. Edwin was a pall,
bearer, and the exposure, together
with the rundown condition he has
been tn for several weeks, was dls
sstrous.
He has looked dreadfully for
some time, and whenever he has
been here for meala has eaten noth
ing, so It wasn't at all surprising
that his resistance was tco low to
cope with the diaease.
Dr. Morgan thinks he has a
chance to recover If he can be per-
suaded to make the effort, but he
doesn't seem to care. 1 took some
broth to him yesterday and tried to
cheer him up by saying that he
would soon be up and about and he
simply looked at me and whispered,
"What for?"
Of course this may not have any
effect on your course of action: 1
am not suggesting that It should.
But as I say, I have paid you the
compliment of thinking that you
would like to know.
Your affectionate.
Mother.
Emily laughed wildly. "How like
Edwin to have gotten his pneumo
nia being pall-bearer at a funeral!
It he'd been sailing a boat, or hunt
ing" the voice trailed off.
Charlotte's arm tightened. She
knew all about hysterics. "Stop It!'
What do you want to do, or haven't!
you decided yet?"
Emily steadied. "There's no de
ciding about It. There's only one
thing to do." Her voice was a life-,
less monotone.
Charlotte said In a matter-of-fact
voice, "Then I'll find out about
trains and help you pack. I'll wire
your mother as soon as I And out
when you'll get there. Go over and
He down on my bed."
Emily shook her head. "I'd rather
do something."
"All right. Run along and pack,
then. I'll be back in a minute."
There was u train at eight the
next morning. Charlotte found, so
they finished the packing and lay
down to wait for morning.
"This had to come some time,"
Emliy said wearily. "So perhaps It's
Just as well to get it over, it Edwin
doesn't die."
"TIE won't," Charlotte assured
Tl her, trying not to think what
an ideal solution it would he if he
did. "And you're right about Its hav
ing to come. But It doesn't mean
that you're beaten and that you have
to stay; you can leave him again as
easily as you did the first time."
"I wish I could be sure ot that!"
"You can. You can buck them all,
now, because there's nothing to lose
and everything to gain. You've got
to promise me that you won't let
your mother dictate to you in this;
that you'll do what you think Is right,
no matter what happens. Will you?"
Emily said doubtfully, "I'll try."
"She'll really admire you for it,"
Charlotte Insisted, "because she'll
know then that you've grown up.'
And It yov. do decide to stay, the
same thin., holds: women ot her
type have Bitch a superstitious re
spect tor matrimony that I don't be
lieve she'll try very hard to run
things. If she does, smile sweetly
and say nothing and do what you
Intended to do all the time. You told
me once that Judith Carroll non
aged her that way: try It yourself."
Judith! The name belonged to
another ago, another world. But
Judith had known how to manage
people, even Frances Felton. '
"It sounds simple," she sighed,
"and I'll do my best."
"I know you will." Charlotte as
sured her. "Now try to sleep a little."
see
Dr. Morgan opened the door sottly
and glanced Into the darkened
room. Then he turned to Emily and
nodded. "You can go In, now."
Edwin was very strslght and mo
tionless In the narrow white bed.
His eyes were closed and his breath
ing was shallow and very Jerky.
His face, she realized with a spasm
of pain, was the face of a stranger;
gaunt and shadowed, with great
dark hollows where his cheeks
should have beon.
"Emily?" The voice was only a
breath.
She leaned over and brushed tho
unshaven cheek lightly with her
Hps. "Yes, darling."
"Darling."' Edwin murmured.
"Will you call me that again, some
time?" Sho fought back the slinging tears.
"My darling, ss often as you like."
"And you'll stay a while, this
time?"
"As long ss you want me."
It was a pledge. Now, she knew,
she could never break It
"I'll always want you." The voice
trailed off. "I think I'll go to sleep
now."
She turned blindly towards the
door snd once outside found herself
In Jeffrey's arms. She was st Ed
win's end of the rond now, and never
as long ss she lived could she look
towards the other end, which led to
freedom, or to a shadowy figure
that persisted In looking like the
ghost ot David Carroll.
(Copyright, J9JJ. ly Marian Sims)
Bmlly readies, tomorrow, that
her bridges are burned.
ha spoke only fipantrh. "Ak thia
charming senorlta with the lovely
black eyes whether arte intends to
marry the bum," a reporter aairt
to an interpreter. "Who can tell?'
the eenorlta replied sweetly in per
fect English.
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Perhape you've heaid the legend
that firefighters are careless fellowa
who take great delight In flinging
breakable heirlooms from upstairs
windows while they carefully carry
out the mattresses and sofa pillows,
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
For further proof address the author. Inclosing a stamped envelope tor reply. Beg. TJ. 8. Pat. Off.
Vrf . -0ik Sit2ll vod learn ot "tvxz fickleness of women
AH Jf fr -riiif ' WHEN. -THE BOY FROM 1h Wltf
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M(iM3 jBSiL S-MATTEE POP- By C. M. Payall
Legend has it that on the da-y Bern,
Switzerland, was founded, several
bears were killed. Whatever truth
there Is to that story, the fact re
mains that today in Bern, as always,
the city maintains a municipal bear
pit where, several bears are cared for
at public expense. More than Just
Inmates of a municipal zoo, the bear
figures widely tn the history and cul-
ture of Bern.
It Is found represented
TAILSPIN TOMMY Bull 's-Eye
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who destroy by water everything that
escapes the flames.
waii, that legend has no basis la
fact so far as the Medfora fire de
partment Is concerned, according to
a letter of commendation and appre
ciation received oday by Fire Chief
Roy Elliott from R. 6. Daniels of 407
park avenue.
The Daniels home recently was
threatened by fire and In his letter
to the chief Mr. Daniels expresses his
appreciation of the efficient and care
ful manner In which the Medflrd fire
department put out the blaze.
"The protection of the furniture
and. household goods was almost per
fect, resulting In an extremely small
damage, considering the extent of the
fire and amount of water that had to
be used," Mr. Daniels write, in part.
mllUimi ciauon received Bouay ay r-ir. omei reveoiea. (II t II I U If C f X'D r " ' Wl
on the clty'a heraldic emblem snd Is Shorn of his hair, the king was also I J WrW&WLyJ 11 I
a favorite subject In sculpture. shorn of his prestige end power In Ai tyT m"SZZZSA smm&US3e . I
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Like the character Samson In Bib
lical days, King Chllderlc of France
lost his power when enemies cut off
his long hair. It was a rule in the
distant past in Prance that only a
man with long flowing locks could
rule the nation without them no
men could be king.
Enemies of King Chllderlc over
powered him and cut off his hair.
for El Condor 1
Homeward Boundl
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FADE OUT
In the excitement, Mrs Daniels left
her eyeglasaea behind on top bed
side stand, and she had given them
up as lost when, after the fire, she
found them tucked away by the fire
men In a bureau drawer, the letter
revealed.
WILLAMETTE SHOWING .
REGISTRATION GROWTH
Stamps of Palestine bear Engllah,
Arabic and Hebrew words those be
ing the languages common in Pales
tine. Strange as It seems, each of
these languages haa a separate and
distinct script.
Tomorrow: Lltlng Rat Trap.
TO "START ?
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istratlons at Willamette university to vis-H V 1 xz5fT ffijtAJi j J I
date show an increase of 101 atudenta Jttm ' ' 1 " - YT" J VV"Tr
over last year, Ethel Schreiber, regis- CffX A ,v"
trar, announced. Registrations late w ' III IvQ l.! efvm
Monday totaled 801 as compared to -JL "" - Vl ("Q i J"
500 on the corresponding date In 1934. VW , -la- t
Many students, held out by work. vbf P ' '
were still to arrive. Jk
entered a monastery, there to end
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