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J PAGE EIGHT MEDPORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDPOKL), OREGON, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 13, 1935 '-I HIGH COURAGE by Jeann, Bowman,, M BYN0PS18: Although Anns Parnsworth ha tost name, fortune and the man the loves through the circumstance that her wealthy par ents neglected to take out adoption papers, the ie not downhearted. She hat taken refuge with Tecla Sorkt and her family in Union Town, and expects to learn something about her past from Tecla, who was tor merbj her nurse. She wonders what she may do tor the family with which she lives. Chapter 21 LIISA'8 PLANS A SLOW em tie touched Anne's pale Hps. At least h could make M'lna harpy, and ease lite a little for Tecla. Mlina had Bald the boys might buy a gllnetter of their own. She could loan them the money for It, and Instead of Mllna't taking Tecla's place In the cannery, she could go to business college as she'd dreamed of doing. When Anne awakened the next morning the house was still. A fresh wind billowed the curtains, sun light flooded the room. Donning robe and slippers, dbe opened the door and listened, no sound of voices, or footsteps. She called once, and re ceiving no answer went down the steep narrow stairway. The big kitchen was empty. The round table was set tor one, and be fore the plate, tipped against a cup, was a note: Nikkt: I'm off to work. The kMi ars taking their lunch. Open the draughts and the fire will pick up. Coffee on back of stove, bread In green box with red roses. In the cooler's noma stew to heat up for your lunch. Aunt Lllsa says to taks the magazines In her room. She's coming home early today. Don't bother about tha work. Love, Mlina. Anne looked about the room. The dishes were unwashed but neatly atacked In the sink. Mllna't couch was open; It looked tumbled, as If ahe hadn't slept well. Anne went back to her room, found an old housedress of Mllna's and set about ber first housework. This was different from the kitchen of her old home where she had played at housekeeping under the amujed eyes of the servants. An hour later, unable to find any thing else she could do, she slipped into an old sweater and went out on the roar porch, which backed np against the hill. A steep wooden stairway led to a ramshackle old house above. Anne looked at It a moment. It was deserted. There would be a good view from there. There was. Finding a sheltered, unny corner In the yard, she settled down and for a while was content to It basking In the sun, looking down on Union Town, tbe wharves wltb their drying fish nets, tbe red can neries Jutting out Into the water. From here she could see how tbe two bays Joined the Columbia to pour their waters Into the Pacific ocean, marked by the lip of foam at the bar, and -a line of black rock Jetties. Riding gently on the broad expanse were numerous small boats -drifting with ' the tide, net buoys gleaming re a. Anne remembered tbe last trip on tbe Abtl and how she bad told Luke that she felt ss though she were only then coming home, and he had seemed startled. Well, perhaps it was to be home, for a while at least. She looked down on tbe town. It seemed sheltered from the rest of the world. The hill behind her thrust two arms towards the water, holding it between them. The thought of ever having to leave It: to pasa 'those protecting barriers, brought a rush of fear. "XTIKKII Oh Nlkkll" A strident ' voice which could belong to no one but Lllsa sounded from below. Anne stood up and looked over the rough board fence which bound the deserted garden to Its hillside. "I'm up here," she answered. "So will I be, In a minute,'' came tho tart rejolncr, and a moment later Lllsa hove In sight, arms burdoncd with waxed paper packages, cotfoe pot, tin cups dangling from a crooked little finger. "Nice here," she observed, aa she topped the stops. "Picnic, sit down." Anne sat. Lllsa gathered a few rocks, a few twigs snd took a cover from one bag, then after starting a little fire ovor which she balanced the coffee pot, she turned to the girl. "You know of course that you can't stay on at Tecla's; there Isn't room." Anne Just hsd been telling herself the same thing, but hearing It from another came as a shock. She looked at Lllsa. She bad bant over to tend to the Ore and the queer conical shaped pile of hair she wore on top of her head slanted side-wise like a hooligan hat. Anne wanted to laugb and cry at the same time. "But . . . but you see Aunt Lllsa, I Intend to pay board, It Isn't" "Of course you do," barked the woman, straightening up and send ing the cone of hair to tbe opposite side with a quick slap. "Drat the thing," she snapped, and gouged It to temporary balance with a hair pin, "Of course you do, but there Isn't room for you. Isn't room for me either." "Where would I go?" The com plete hopelessness of the girl's voice caused the woman to crane her neck in a near-sighted survey of the speaker. "Bless my soul and body, you didn't think I was driving you out did you? Oh, Nlkkl, and here I was thinking I was about to make such a hit with you you'd never want to leava me. Child, listen, how about taking a little place together, here In Union Town. Now don't speak," she held up a warning hand, "hear me through first" She let Anne wait, however, until ahe had cut two willow saplings and stripped them of leaves. Then she stabbed a frankfurter on each, band ed one to tbe waiting girl and mo tioned for her to hold It over the coals. "I know I'm an old crank," she began. "Oh yes I am, but I'm not half as cranky as I could be It I had a chance. Nlkkl, I love every blessed child In that family, but you can't expect growing boys to be quiet and you can't expect them not to have company and you can't ex pect them not to tear the roof off the house. And after I've bad a day In the cannery, with machinery roar ing over my head, I'd like a little quiet. Have some salad." Anne put some potato salad on the paper plate Lllsa had banded her, accepted a brown topped bun, and a stuffed egg. "Have you looked at tbls house?" she asked abruptly. "No," confessed Anne. "Isn't much, but It's livable and we could rent It for twenty a month. We'd have to do a lot of repairing Inside, but It would be worth It In the long run." "Don't owners do things like that?" Anna Inquired meekly, look ing up at a ssgglng shutter. '"TpECLA'S the owner," came the surprising answer, "but she's never bad money enough to make It habitable and therefore she couldn't rent It. That brother of mine never left her anything that didn't need upkeep before It could be made profitable: seven children and two broken down houses, babl" Into the white cheeks of Anne came a flush of pink, and the dark eyes sparkled with the first interest they had shown. "Oh that would be fine. She'd be getting something out of tha house, and we could be fixing It up for her all of the time." "If we didn't let her know It," In terposed Lllsa. "My dear, there's nothing aa Independent as a Finn. We pay our way and we pay our debts, hut we never accept favors we can't return. If you only knew the trouble I've hsd making her take board from me." "Then how," waited Anne, "will 1 be able to buy a gllnetter tor tha boys?" "A what?" The cone of hair popped forward at Lllsa's surprise. "What a gift from heaven that would be for the whole family. Nlkkl. But they'd never take It, unless " "Unless, what?" "Unless you could get John to talk them Into It" John. Did even Lllsa. Independent business woman that ahe was, depend upon hlra? And where was he? Had he been successful in her mission? Lllsa gave her no time for conjec ture; a quick glimpse it the shad owed face and she was on her feet with a brisk "coma on." They rounded the western faco of tho house, went np the slanting, shelf-like yard to the front entrance, which opened onto a dirt road, the highest on the hillside. The door was locked, but a broken window was readily unlatched and they climbed through to the Interior. Anne looked about her In dismay. Five, small box-like rooms wltb plaster sagging, wall paper peeling from the wslls, wainscoting scarret with rough usage. "Nlkkl, see, we could knock tbt partition out between these twc rooms. That would give us one, long living room with two, three, five win dows." Copyright. IMS, by Jeanns Bowman Anns has word, tomorrow, from Judgs Kellogg. Dae Mall Tribune want ads. J"" 6ET A LOT FOR. YOVR MOWEY-.BUY Wftl6LEY'5 i INJURIES FATAL FOR HIGH SCHOOL GRIDDER LINCOLN. Kaa. Nor. IS. (J Kenneth Bc-Mlnaer. 19-yead old Lu ray high school football plaver. died of cerebral hemorrhage Monday nletht. live houra after he was Injured In s game with the Lincoln high school team. Ilepdleea Chums ROOKAWAY. Ore. Nor. 13 The chum deepwatr fish appar ently haren t heard a better price le on their heeds. The chum run ha started and due to the demand an unusually large number of fishermen are out. 1 nftsismeei cyt-yw VRIGLEVS OGDEN ILLS FEARS IN PRESENT POLICY OHICAGO. Nov. 13. (JF Ogden U Ml lit, former secretary of the treasury, said today that the United States Is faced with a fiscal problem that "threatens our national solv ency and Invites a major "disaster." "Until unemployment la solved there can be no sound recovery." he said In an address prepared for de livery before the Chicago Rotary clubs. "Forty million employed cannot carry Indefinitely the dead weight of ten million unemployed," he said. "Our national ecenomy cannot bear the load. The federal credit must break under the continuously In creasing strain." Mills said the problem of unem ployment is still a major one because "the policies of the administration have been better calculated to per petuate the evil than to terminate It." "There was and is only one way to cure employment that la to Increase production," he declared. Stream Pollution A Major Problem PORTLANT5, Ore.,' Nor. 13 (jpf The state planning board In Its re port to the national resources com mittee, said that stream pollution constitutes one of the major water problems faclag Oregon and other northwest states. Spread of disease, destruction of recreational possibili ties end 111 effects on wild life were cited a resulting from pollution. THE ROOTER STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author. Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Reg. TJ. S. Pat. Off. of m&o UMINS IK IflffOUlSrlOUT INPIft- feUWi WHO Hte NEltFt BPBN $EN TO hPPROMH OR IftlS THE Dry TortugtiA Island, site of the old abandoned Fort Jefferson off the coast of Florida, le dotted with for gotten graves moat of them the last resting places of yellow fever 7lctlms. They are marked, generally, with a simple wooden cross bearing the name of the dead and words "died of yel low fever." One grave, however, pre sent a mystery unsolved through the years. It la unmarked except by a wooden envy which beara no nnmo, dates, or cause of death. Strange as It seems, from time to time fresh flowers are placed upon tills grave and no one haa ever seen them put there, and no one has ever seen anybody come to the la land be fore, or leave afterwards. Many leg ends have sprung up around this mystery but none, so far, has ex plained It. Fostofflces In India sell more than staunpa. money orders and other ar ticles connected with the bualneas of communications. There a supply of quinine la constantly kept tn etock. available to all for the prevention and treatment of fever. UiNiuifct Sndlrat. tar II' 13 Eccentric Alphonse VI. mad king of Portugal In the late seventeenth century was an impossible king and an irrepressible trouble maker. A favorite pastime was shoot ing pasaersby from his palace win dows. Cartel Melhor. minister to the king and virtual ruler, attempted to aoare the king Into sanity. He told him that a comet In the sky was a bad omen portending tr?g2dy Al phonse, instead of mending his ways, whipped out his pistol and took a pot shot at the comet. Tomorrow: Poetry From the Grate. By GLUT AS WILLIAMS 8i6 brothers team lines up fcp KicK-crr. assupes Them there's noThing-To tfCPDVABMJf, -THOSE 60V5 ARE EPCV 6AME BE6IN5. 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