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. .,- 4 'W , . . " N ' PAGE SIX HIGH COURAGE SYNUI'SIP: In an effort to pro tect the Famaworth Canneriea. o which ahe would be owner had not Tom Farley cheated her out ol het interest, Anne Farnsworth te proa. Mt at the murder ol her uncle her Farneworth. Worse, ehe te accueed of having committed it. Anne la in mil, booked aa Sikki Sielaen, the name ehe took when Tom Farley insisted that she was not even the adopted daughter at the late Luke Farnswnrth. Anne is feverish, lying in a jail cell. Chapter St NEAR DEATH THEY were talking about her. Ac cusing her. Anne Jumped to the floor. "That's a lie!" ahe screamed The matron was out of ber cbalr and Harry at her heels, runn'ig towards Anne's ceil. "Get back In that bed," ordered the woman. But Anne. Bred with a (ever which seemed to have reached her bratn. faced them "I did not kill Uncle Lee, and no Jury nor anyone else can say It." "Of course not, dear," the matron's voice was conciliatory, "but get In to bed like a good girl. Harry, In my upper left hand desk drawer, little black thing like a fountain pen." Harry returned with It, and Mrs. Nelson, tucking Anne back Into bed. dipped It Into a glass of water, then thrust It Into Anne's mouth. For a long moment there was silence In the room, then the matron, looking at the thermometer, spoke to the deputy. "Call Doctor Morton." "Mrs. NelBon, it's two-thirty and that girl's going to be tried for" "She won't be here to be tried, or even charged If you don't do as I say," snapped the woman. Anne lay panting, burning now, trying in vain to throw off the cov ers the woman held over ber, light ing the matron with unnatural strength. "Let me out of here," she plead ed, "please let me out. My bed's cool. Don't make me stay." "There there, there there." The monotone wore down her resistance, and the Inst memory Anne held of the queer world Into which she had been precipitated, was of a woman In white, patting her on the shoulder and saying In a sing-song voice, "there there." I ANNE FARNS WORTH opened her eyes. Tale green walls, shaded windows, a screen that cut off further vlow of the room, two voices talking In a low tone. "She'll pull through and I'm sorry," said one. "You worked hard enough to help her," observed the other. "Of com Be. But poor girl, think of what she has to face " "But supposing she Isn't guilty. If she died, the real murdoror would go scot-free." "That wouldn't have hurt her. This will. From what I've heard, she's been through enough In tho last year to kill an ordinary person. The family's treated her abomi nably." "Motive! for the shooting?" "That's what the prosecution will say. Well, I'm off to bed. She should show a decided Improvement to night Let me know It there's any change the other way." "You don't mean wake you," came In astonishment from the second voice. ' "I do, there's still a chance. of her slipping hack across the line, and . . . well, the girl's shown so much courage oven In her unconscious Unto that I'm for ber a hundrod per cent. I'm getting tho court to appoint me as her nttendant during the trial. 10 1 can Btnnd by and watch." "Watch the trial?" "No, watch her. If they're going to throw her to the legal Hons to mnko I Roman holiday, I'm going to bo there to hind up the wounds." "When Is the trial?" "As soon as she's strong enough to stand It." The door closed behind swishing tnrched skirts. Anne stared at the green walls, hospital walls. She re membered now. There had been a long struggle. She had had to tight through for something. Well, she had fought, and for what? To face trial (or the alleged murder of her undo. Queer Justice that would provide, medical means to save her, when they hoped to hang her. Not that It mattered much, not that anything niattored. She won dered Idly what time It was. The nurse, at least she presumed It was a nurse, said she might yet slip back across the danger line. Why not? Why go on with this struggle to brealhe, this rasping. "ill IPVOuteE SEARCHING 1)1 ZrjrTX FOR FLAVOR.- M!: II TO VVR.GLEYjJ I WRIGLEY'Sw TH PERFECT GUTvl r mt heavy ttgnt t-r air. when she coulu stop and sink Into black feathers, or black clouds, something soft and smothery. She remembered once she had al most lost sight of that pin point ol light which It seemed she must atraln towards. It had grown larger as she struggled until It became torch-like. And then there had been someone near the torch who Insisted that she car 7 on. Anne opened her eyes. A pleasant raced girl stood watching her. At the sight of the opened eyes she moved swiftly across the room, then returned. A few moments later the door opened and a man came in, stepped to the bedside and looked down. "Stood the change all right," be decided. "Dor.'t put her back In the oxygen chamber unleBS you have to. Now about" he moved away, his voice fading Into the vague cloud that settled over her. Anne fought to keep her eyes open. There be was, going towards the door now. He opened It. She caught a glimpse of a second figure arising from a chair beside the door. A policeman In uniform. A shadowy smile tugged at the corners of Anne's lips. Aa If she could escape! And then she realized she could. There was another door, through which she might slip and ovade them all, forever. The nurse was standing at the bed side, a bowl In her hand, a glass tube tinkling against the edge. Nourish ment. If she refused, that other door would be opened. It would be easier to go that way; It took courage to live. The nurse placed the glass tube to ber lips. "Sip It," she ordered. Anne looked up at her. "Sip. re peated the nurse. ANNE sat on the broad veranda of the hospital, flanked by a uni formed pollcoman, the Jail matron, and ber day nurse. "This Is adventure," she told them. Just to lock out on the purple bills, the blue river, to watch the Beagulls wheeling, to feel the boat of the hot sun on her body, to smell the dry scents of early autumn In the air. She was terribly tired of green walls, and liquid food. At that, she had been unconscious so much of the time that she had escaped much of the monotony of ber lncnrcerntlon. "Am 1 never to have company?" she asked the matron. "Here I've been 111 for a whole month, and con valescing a week and three days." "Whenever the doctor agrees," the nurse Interposed. "And tho sheriff puts his okay on them," added the man In uniform. Anne smiled at him. "He needn't be afraid of my friends delivering me. 1 know those humps down there are supposed to be feet, but J don't think they know they belong to me. They wouldn't move If 1 or dered them to. Besides." she added thoughtfully, "1 don't want to es cape. I want to stay and face the charge. I know I'm Innocent." "Whom do you want to see?" the officer asked. Anne hosltated. She wanted to see John Neuman, but somehow she couldn't admit this. If ahe saw Tecla, she could tell her all of the news and then sho could ask her te send John up. "My nurse, Tecla Sorkl," she an swered. "Maybe tomorrow," tomportzod tho matron, On tho morrow Tocla Sorkl ap peared, a mere shadow of her formol self. Cautioned to be careful, she tiptoed Into Anne's room snd sat at the bedside afraid to speak. "Tecla," laughed Anne when she opened hor eyes and alscovered ber there, "you tempt me to say 'boo and see it you'll Jump." "Nlkki." All of the pout-up worrj and woe of the past weeks were re leased In that word. "And 1 would ! have saved you from this worry, thli sickness, with myself." "1 know you would Tecla, but don't worry, you had nothing to do with It. Cheer up, everything will ha all right. They won't lot you stay long so begin telling me tho news right way. How's Lllsa? How manj limes has she locked herself out fllnce 1 left?" A little laugh escaped Mrs. Sorkl. "But once." slit confessed. "That time she make to go In the kitchen window and stuck she was In the middle, with both etuis flapping. Only, her head It was Inside so we do not hear her call." (Copyright, lass by Jeanne Bowman) Anns goet to trial, tomorrow. l.onj Srrrlre I'.nrt SHANGHAI, Dec. a ,n P.'iwln 3. CunnimrhAm, United UMm consul firnprM for Stinihni for Ifl years, rr Umd todAv a f tor ;t8 ycnrn tn the con miIm sorvlt e. Hnd Hoh to Ten WWODBUUN. Orr , DrC. 3. ( AP) Judge tllrnm Overton In Justice court sentenced Raymond Shield. 17. of Snlem to nix months In th tnt penitentiary nfier he waa found ! RUtlty of Auto theft. t BUCKINOHAM S Cream Wftfer As sorted flavors Ky ROc lb SpeciM 35c lb Th Crrst. j:tfl 8 Central. MEDFORD MAIL ffiMM mm FEATURE BANQUET FOR CAMP WIMER CAMP WIMER (Spl) The Thanks giving day noon meal at Wlmer cerved up by Mesa Officer Lt. Andrew J. HemTMt, Mess Sergeant Duke STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Reg. V. 8. Pat OS. Mil I l&M itMtR- thavinee, rift A COALMINE PAWPAW tewes- T0U6IA CHICKEN WIU- t r 1 mmv of Endmi ouUAwet? ftomiL aim r QOO YEARS b&O F0K if cwuuttiisy In the middle twelfth century, when archery was the backbone of national defence, the English gov ernment looked with hearty disfavor upon any sport that threatened ar chery practice. Football camo Into popularity, and waa promptly outlaw ed by King Henry II because men were neglecting their practice of ar chery to play football. The popular sport remained Illegal under the reigns or succeeding kings for more than 400 years until the reign of James I In the early sjven teenth century. But then gunpowder TAILSPIN TOMMY Homeward Bound And Mystery Ahead ! $r8APTAN ORTE6A ( EL Wua CONDOK') HAS BEEN REINSTATED IN HS rXJSlTION AS CHIEF OF THE IWILIAN -SECRET .SERVICE.--AND VJON INEZ AS WS BRDE . H.L LIBERATOR, GARCIA AND OTHER FtEBEL ' CONSPIRATORS HAVE BEEN DEPORTED TO "HADE'S ISLAND". TOMMY AND-SKEETER HAVE COMPLETED THEIR AERIAL SURVEY WORK FOR UNCLE NAT, AND NOlO 235 g HAVE COMPLETED Sv. KffJI I1IW AlLM iSTH k-Li WNEEOEO A7 BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER Crip's Discovery I GEE, BRIAR, (THROW &EN W$jt BETTER OET OUT To POOR. CRP,' HE HAD TRIED TO DISCOVER THE f WAIT A MINUTE, BRIAR.O I AOl(f5l . ;-)UNE A90UT HEAOIW OFF THEM R&THE FAIR 6R0UMIX, -I s'rV5& i PLOT OF BOON AND SQUI66S, BUT LUCK WAS , c,EE 'EM,T0O' BOY, - SUyc--T 'Wj. CHWaeRS AN'HERE IT AN kj-t fHhgWE WHOLE TOWNS 0UTJ1 J AGAINST HIM-eVEN THE CLERK AT THE OH 60V, NOW VE'RE W-M Wl tp iNy(WX)R MFORE TVIE RC,AN'l AlN'Tf';, tMTrfgSBJtAERE NOW-j HCEMSE BUREAU HAO SAID NO OOCfS RE5EMBIIH6 (gETTIN' SOMEWHERE' 'fry' L-ruZ. Vy"3 llu AW-C TO OOfl r""- A , PRIAR WERE UCEN6EP IVi HAPPOCK.V1LLE 7 . 4r- n - THE NEBBS Far-Sighted ryTlSTENj, TUe RDOO IS '-V. ' p IP THIS HOTEL. CENJTECRS '"X!"" "" "" II IM A. FAR-SI6UTED ' , I TERRIBLE HERE ..UJUV D)C3or WL I CJe. VJOMOJvJ COOIKJ&, X MAK1 - I OOKTT PLT MYSELF f ' 7 ,?T7 YOO OFTTTR EMMA A FEUJ I U WAVEKJT MUCH OF A PLACE SJ A POSITIOKJ WHERE OJE 1 DOLLARS MORE A WEEK Z V 1 HAVE A FREWCH CHEF COMIKJ3 j WMAM COOki 15 ESSENJT) AL- CZZ , ficCnl- J "HA lK5HE WOULD HAVE 11 r P5 A WO LL MAKE EVBJ YOU, VlO MY SUCCESS ET TRIBUNE, MEDFORL), Guile and staff and the visiting stu dent cooks and bakers featured Ore o;on food products. Many of the Med ford, Grants Pass and surrounding townsmen who make up this all Oregon company were home for the holidays. Those who were left In camp ate (126 worth of food, 197 worth of which was produced In Ore gon. Chief Item was 2S0 pounds of Rogue River turkeys roasted to a turn and served Juicy and tender. This particular meal of the 1.095 served annually In this single CCC camp consumed the following im pressive list of foods: 250 pounds of Rogue River turkeys: 50 pounds of mincemeat; 40 pounds cranberries; 50 TRine, Ohio, IN j had been Invented, and archery was no longer an Important phase of mili tary preparedness. When an appeal was made to King James on b&hall of fcotbalj, he revoked the 400-year-old ban on this sport which soon be came one of the most popular In the land. Strange aa It seems, the leaves of the West Indian pawpaw have the property of making tough meat ten der overnight. Natives use theso leaves :n the preparation of tough fowl for the table. They wrap the dressed bird ( m 'ERO--DO NOT -4 YEP , LITTLE I 600D"BVE, TOM MYi I'LL ( ADIOS-- LINT I U SOSH.Ton. X ps j TELL CONOUTA-- K LADY, I GOTTA BE. LEAVING. FOR iLA WE MEET AT Jl I KlNDA oitSH N 03 'Sp S YO' ARE LEAVING S3 TAKE. T ON TH' HOME,TOO, N Jl5S?vVVT THREE-POINT, ) lOE'D HAVE gt0 ff OREGON, MONDAY, pounds sweet potatoes; 60 pounds Irish potatoes; 1 gallon whipping cream; 5 gallons milk: 3 gallons can ned pumpkins; 20 No. 2 cans corn: 15 cans Olives; 12 bottles olives; 6 gallons sage dressing; 40 pounds of candy; 15 pounds spice cake; 4 dozen ladyflnger buns; 12 pounds bread; 3 cartons cigarettes; 16 gallons coffee; 1 box apples; half crate oranges; 3 gallons pears; 12 large cans peaches; 8 pounds butter; 12 cans cranberries. The pleased expression on the faces of producers of food In Oregon Is nothing to the pleased expression and well-upholstered look of Wlmer men seen leaving the mess hall about J:30 p.m. Thursday. va&m wicH ir refused -mz- In pawpaw leaves and bury It In the earth. When lt la dug up the next day the meat la very tender. William Leaver, Shawnee, Ohio, has 10.000 tons of coal In his basement all he haa to doNto get lt la mine it. Underlying his home la a strata of good lump coal nine to fourteen feet thick, from which Mr. Leaver minea nine to 12 tons of coal each winter for his own furnace. The mouth of the mine shaft la right beside the furnac door, and the coal Itself is only 150 feet back In the vein. DECEMBER 2, 1935 PUZZLE COMES HOME fcftfrt PUZZLE H 6 Of FROM BUD BEMI5 . SrfS DOWtf 1a WORK If OOf JUNIOR STANPS BV, M0RM0RIN6 Af IHTtTR- vals could he have it back now please. 1)1-7.7 S'MATTER POP- 22 tHa MAW'i -Aii? ) f T1?AHT. A ( STAMI on ElMT VA6EE -A MANS ll AoSf-U TE5 fB-Up LETS &E- A T3ALTHfcATET J i-,-ioME. o t REALIZES lUKf FATHER HAS MOVEP OVER. TO WATCH . FATHER BE" 6WS "TO MAKE SU6 fcESfioKS HOW 10 DO if FATHER SAVS To LET HIM -fRV If, HE'S SORE JUNIOR'S DOlrtG vf WR0N6, JUST LET HIM TW If A SECOND 4 "FATHER BEIN6 CALLED To TELEPHONE, MOTHER 6RAi PUZZLE ASWK6 COULD SHE HAVE JUST A MTTLE -TURN AT IT WATCHES MOTHER'S EF' FoSfS. SAVS HE'D LIKE TO TRV IT NOW, MOTHER MUtfERlNS VA6UELV IN ousf a minute:, dear. (Copyright, 1935, by The Befl Syndicate, Bv GLUYAS WILLIAMS hi RrfiflER FirlAlLV 6ETS PtmLE- ftWAV TROM HIM AND SEffLES POWN Tom MOTHER BEIK6 NEEDED IN KlTCHEr), JUNIOR-- SE1IK PUZZLE AND RE TIRES HASTILY TO HIS R00M.LOCKIN6 DOOR, Inc.) By C. M. PAYNE By HAL FORREST, By EDWIN ALGER By SOL HESS.
