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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
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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.
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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 !
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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
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. ;-)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
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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
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tHa MAW'i -Aii? ) f T1?AHT. A
( STAMI on ElMT VA6EE -A MANS
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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.