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NEVERMIND THE LADY
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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ENTERTAINER
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Chapter 1
BLACK WATER
"lORRIOAN had lanterns lUhtlnj
the way from the storshousos t
the dam. They were (Melded bj
it.?l guards stuck :n the ground,
but even at that their light was un
certain. That dam I
Wlllett plowed through to the
edge of the river. The dam wai
going, all right. He went Into action
on the spot.
"Sandbags!" he shouted. "And
matting! On the runt Come on.
Bucky, chase 'em along. The women
too."
He was In six places at once, di
recting, ordering, slinging the heavj
sandbags around as though they
were filled with cotton, and the
gang got Into It as though they
were fighting for their lives.
The women Joined the fight too.
There was a worse fury than the
storm abroad tonight it was the
fury of that tall figure who snapped
back viciously at the wildly surging
river.
How they fought! Sandbags but
tressing the dam at vital points to
withstand the tremendous pressure
of an unchecked river. Water was
spilling over the top. That was all
right, the halt-finished construction
work helow could stand anything
but the sudden wild break of the
whole river.
Wlllett was out on the dam, the
water swirling all around him,
black water that sucked at bis
knees, and poured Into bis face as
he knelt and gripped the edge.
And as Wlllett fought, he thought
of the girl back In the hut with only
Rosa, saw her hand groping tor his,
felt a deeper courage somehow. But
It she didn't make It!
"Look down, look down that
lonely road I"
He knew how his father bsd felt
Life had gone out of his father too,
left him ataggerlng, stunned. He'd
never been able to love anybody else
but Vic, and Terry knew from the
moment he'd seen Allaire she was
the only girl he could over love
either.
Fight, you Quaking wretcheal
Tour boss has to be strong no mat
ter what happens. He has to look
down that lonely road and he haa
to travel It alone, gallant and strong.
And so they strained through the
hours, Corrlgan a wild man with
the Cbalkls hopping before his
blasts, and Wlllett keeping the res
cue work traveling surely and
swiftly. Governor, you're going to
be served this Job In Valhalla, and
you can thank a girl for It.
But he dared that surging river's
force once too often out there on
that Quivering dam. His grip was
torn loose as he tried to got a sand
bag Into place.
He felt himself spun around In
the wild water and an Instant lator
his head was driven against the dam
with stunning force. Lights flashed
before bis eyes as a terrible dizzi
ness ovorcama 1 '.m.
Ha gasped for breath and the
water poured Into his throat He was
going down, exhausted, stunned,
naif dead.
T'HE water seemed very soft sud
- denly, soft with the heavy muf
fling feeling of a woolen quilt
thrown over the head. And the not
torn of the river was soft too, oory,
shirty, soft muck that had been
tlrred Into a putrid cloud that blind
ed and ttiiunioj ihi Cbiuuied blS
senses. Terry Wlllett could find no
breath, no strength.
His strength was ebbing fast
Tou'll have to look down, Allaire.
look down a lonely road the guy
you married la through.
Allaire! He seemed to see her
hand as It had reached out for his
in those shadows caused by the flick
ering lamp. A girl who had followed
hlra to Pluto's Playground and was
standing botween Ufa and death
herself now.
Allalrel
Wlllett stopped right oa the
threshold of unconsciousness. With
a terrible effort of wll he roused
himself to battle, to And some more
strength from somewhere. He
couldn't leave her alone, he couldn't.
Allaire was fighting for her lite too.
Krom somewhere his dispersed
forces rallied He snapped the mind
paralysed spoil of the water that
whirled him around and blinded and
deafened him; he fought for the
surface, holding grimly to the last
of his ebbing strength, straining fnr
what seemed to hlra a white hand
DUBARRY SETTLES
PORTLAND. On... Ftb. S (API
Frank S. Scnn, attorney for thi Aetna
Life Insurance company. Mid today
that an out-of-court arttlfmrnt end
ed the unusual case of Oeorge H
"Count" Du Barry.
The company will drop lta tult to
cancel disability benefit to Du Barry,
of OoWt Brach, Ore., on a 913.500 pol
icy. Both hla hands mere Injured by a
ahotfiun blaat and amputated at the
wrists. The company claimed he plan
ned the deed ftw the purpose of col
lecting Insurance.
I) it Harry, who claims desrem from
the famous Madame DuBarry of
France, won a federal court decision
here last mmnmr when the company
sought to cancel the pot Icy.
Last week the Insurance company
filed notice of appeal from Federal
Judge John McNary't decision favor
ing DuBarry.
stealing toward him out ot the
stormy shadows.
It was closer, that hand, closer
closer, beckoning him out of the
Dark Places, 'showing the way. He
reached out for It and held on.
His Angers were gripping the edge
ot the dam, and as he hung there,
his body was flayed against Its
surface as though caught between
the Immovable Object and the Ir
resistible Force.
Let go, let go, something whis
pered. Let go, and Nature will take
care of her own.
But Willed wasn't holding des
perately to the edge ot a groaning
shaking dam that was ready to
break up. He was holding to the
white hand of a girl, and be came
out of the Shadows to fight again,
get a toehold and shove.
He pulled himself slowly, labor
iously out, struggling to get free of
that sucking, swirling water. Ho
got up halfway and then as a hand
gripped his shoulder and pulled him
the rest of the way, he lost conscious
ness. HE came to lying on the ground
with the rain pelting Into his
face and the thick slimy silt of the
river oozing up under his clothes.
Bucky Corrlge.n was leaning over
him, Bucky, with his face white end
his bond shaking as he held up
Wllletl's head and stuck a flask at
him.
It almost got you, fella," he said
hoarsely. "When you were knocked
loose 1 thougbt you wore finished."
Corrlgnn's square fighting Irish
mug was twisted with the agony of
his memory. A man bod lost his
grip In that black water, Bure death,
and yet a man had fought his way
back again.
The Cbalkls were huddled all
around blm, staring, their black balr
in drenched mops ovor their brown
faces. Wlllett took a deep breath.
He waved the flask aside; too much
liquor Inside of blm already.
Ho started to got up.
"Take It easy," ordered Corrlgan.
"You can't etreln yourself, fella"
Wlllett flung off his restraining
hands. He stood up and eyed the
paralysed constructlob gang all
around him. Work bad ceased! And
the river was still threatening to
break through at any minute. What
the hell were tbey standing around
tor?
Como on, Bucky, lot's go!"
Hey!" yollcd Corrlgan, "you can't
go back there. That thing's ready to
break up. By Qod, If you try It, I'll
slug you, Terry, so help me, I will."
He drew back his great brawny
list and hla face waa wild. Terry
Wlllett wasn't going back to flirt
with death again, Job or no Job.
Come on, you Irish lump," h
shouted. "Chaso these guys along.
Let's go!"
And he grabbed up a snndbag and
went back on the dam, stumbling s
little on hla precarious path, but
back In the battle again, and the
trembling Chalkos Jooked after him
with eyes popping out ot their
heads. The man wasn't human, por
Dlos!
And hope grow strongor with the
passing hours. They staggered
through with that creaking, patched
structure to do what Corrlgan
wouldn't have thought possible
bulwark It against the adverse de
cision ot the river.
But then Corrlgan hadn't foreseen
the possibility of Terry Wlllett stick-
Ing with It right on the brink ol
eternity, holding on the Job by the
skin ot his toeth, with the law of
averages and the odds ot Nature
against him.
Ha had fought, and he had made
them fight as the Crusaders must
have fought bofore Jerusalem, In
spired, with the Inspiration that
Ignores the law of averages.
with the light of dawn they knew
they were coming through. The river
would be held back. The storm had
spent Itself, Its fury gone, and In Its
plare was only the stolid rain.
Wlllett's bands were torn and
bleeding, he was drenched and
muddy and brlused from head to
toot and ha stumbled with exhaus
tion ss he stepped on shore, lie
rubbed a hand across his face and
took a deep breath.
We'll bent It now, folia," Corrlgan
was saying at his shoulder. "Over
the wire, end a hip. hip, hooray!"
Wlllett nodded mechnntcally.
"Bucky, my thanks to you and
to all." lie put out bis hand. Cor
rlgan gripped It briefly, and then
sow him turn toward the hut, and
It was the longest, hardest, most
agonizing trek Torry had ever made.
(Copyright, list, bti David Oarth)
Allaire snd Trry start en a long
Ifturntv. Inmnrrow.
STREET FLOODING
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A project designed to prevent the
flooding of street In the southwest
part of the city waa today awaiting
approval of VTA headquarrrs In Port
land.
Plans call for the construction of
a dralnnge ditch along the south side
of Stewart avenue and the cleaning
out of Crooked creek to King high
way so that the stream mill be able to
take care of heavy rains like those of
last month.
It la m S-way project, with the city,
the county and the Med ford Irriga
tion district Interested a sponsors.
About 40 mm would be required for
a month or sit weeks Paul Kvnnin.
county engineer, satl.
WINDOW OL ASH We sell wlnno
glass and will replace yow broken
windows reasonably, Trowbridge Cab
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James Otis, early American states
man whose efforts on behalf of co
lonial rights gave to the American
Revolution Its first Impetus ana
directions, ended his days tragically.
the victim of an unbalanced mind
a condition believed to have been
brought about by a bullet wound
In th head inflicted by a customs
commissioner with whom Otis quar
reled. His first Important contribution
to the colonies waa his fight against
the Infamous Writs of Assistance
before the Massachusetts Supreme
Court. The speech he made before
that court has been called the pro
logue ot the revolution. For eight
years, from the time he waa elected
to the legislature until he was
wounded, he was the leader ot
American thought and political de
velopment. Later his behaviour was
marked by erratic conduct, and dur
ing the Battle of Bunker Hill hr
grabbed a gun snd ran into the
thick of the fight and was miracu
lously unharmed. He was still In the
legislature even after he waa defi
nitely unbalanced
James Otis. In saner days, orten
said that when It came time . for
him to die he wanted to be killed
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by a bolt of lightning. And. strange j
as It seems, this wish came true. 1
He waa killed In 1783 by lightning j
aa he stood at the window of a
house In Andover watching a sum
mer thunderstorm.
Strange aa It seems, flngcrllng
fish can be and. In fact, have been
"planted" In mountain lakes by
dropping them from airplanes. The j
fish, falling a thousand feet and I
more, apparently suffer no Injury.
according to officials of the Quebec i
FUh end Game bureau who have 1
conducted experiments In this con
nection. The Canadian bureau stock
ed! lakes by airplanes where it would :
be difficult end costly to bring the
young fish overland.
WRIG LEY'S.
THf PERFECT GUM r
TO
REGARDS VISITOR,
WHIIE MOTHER 6OEST0
6ET TEA. FEELS HE 0U6Hf
TOTIO SOMETHING TO Etf
fCRTfllN HER
DEMONSTRATES, WITH
FEET WAVING CLOSE
TO VASE ON 10W
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CRASHING SOMERSAULTS.
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Whoop throws him
self OFF CHAIR.
CLIMBS ON COUCH) LANDS WITH A
AMD SftVS NOW HE'LL. SHAMIN6 THUD.
SHOW HER HOW FAR TIN& ON R06 AND
HE CAN OLW UPSETTING. WAIT!.
(Oopyrlght, 1036, by The Bell Syndicate. Inc.)
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6A6PIN&, AND SAYS HE
CAN STAND ON HIS
HEAD, TOO
HOUSE - SAV5 HE CAN PO A FINE
SKip- TRICK IF SHE'LL LET HIM
stand on her shoulders,
visitor mops brow and
savs she'd better oust
:rest Quietly .
By C M. PAYNE
By HAL FORREST
By EDWIN ALGES
By SOL UESS