Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989, March 16, 1936, Image 8

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Newspaper Page TextPAOTC EIOHT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBONT5. ItfEDFOIll). OREGON. MONDAY. MARCII 16. 1936. JUST ONE MORE By GLUY AS WILLIAMS STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Eeg. TJ. 8. Pat Off. V a Jn BTNOPS1S: How rnnkll Bar. went and Bobby Jonee have an en tirely new lead in their effort to find the murderer o Alan Caretaire. They believe he ie Dr. Nicholeon, and Bobby ie getting ready, at the moment, to climb in a tecond-etory window of the dootor'e houee in the . belief that that worthy aleo hae done away with hie wife. And Frankle hae learned that the will of the wealthy Mr. Savage Wat queer, that a beautiful woman flo ured in it. and thai Alan Caretalrt had taken a hand in helping the rel atives the beautiful Afrs. Templeton had bilked. Chapter SI BLOW IN THE DARK IN ANOTHER minute Bobby wu 4 swarming up the tree. All went veil and he was Juat stretching out his hand to take a grip ot the win dow ledge when an ominous crack came from the branch he was on. and the next minute the bough had snapped and Bobby was pitchforked head first Into a clump of hydrangea bushes below, which fortunately broke his fall. The window ot Nicholson's study was farther along on the same side ot the house. Bobby heard an ex clamation In the Doctor's voice, and the window was flung up. Bobby, recovering from the first shock of his fall, bolted across a dark patch of shadow Into the pathway leadlnc to the little door. He went a short way along It, then dived Into the bushes. He heard the sound of voices and aw lights moving near the trampled and broken hydrangeas. Bobby kept still and held bis breath. They mlgbt come along the path. If so, finding the door open, they would probably conclude that the Intruder bad es caped that way and would not prosecute tbe searcb further. However, the minutes passed, and nobody came. Presently Bobby heard Nicholson's vole raised In a Question. He did not bear the words but he heard an answer given In a hoarse, rather uneducated voice. "All present and correct, sir, I've been the rounds." The sounds gradually died down, the lights disappeared. Everyone seemed to have returned to the bouse. Very cautiously Bobby came out of his hiding place. He emerged onto the path listening. AU was still. He took a step or two towards the house. And then out of the darkness, something struck him on the back of the neck. He fell forward , . . Into darkness. ON FRIDAY morning the green Bentley drew up outside the Station Hotel at Ambledever. Frankle had wired Bobby that she would be required to give evidence at the Inquest on Henry Basslngton- tfrench and would call In at Amble dever on the way down from Lon don. She bad bad no reply. "Mr. Parker, miss 7" said the clerk. "I don't think there's any gentleman of that name stopping here, but I'll see." He returned a few minutes later. "Come hers Wednesday evening, miss. Left his bag and said he mightn't be In till late. His bag's still here but be hasn't been back to fetch It" Frankle felt suddenly rather sick. She clutched at a table for support "Feeling bad, mlssT" the man In quired. Frankle shook her head. "It's all right," she managed to say. "He didn't leave any message!" "There's a telegram com for him," he said. "That's all." "It's all right," she said, and getting into the Bentley she drove away. Why had Bobby not returned to the Station Hotel T There could be only two reasons. Either he was on the trail and that trail had taken him away somewhere; or els or else something had gone wrong. She was being an Idiot Imagin ing things. Of course Bobby was all right He was on the trail that was all on the trail. But why, asked another voice, hadn't h sent her a word ot reas surance? The Inquest passed like a dream. Roger was there, and Sylvia look ing quite beautiful in her widow's weeds. The proceedings were very tact fully conducted. The Basslngton ffrenches were popular locally and verythlng was done to spare the feelings of the window and the brother of the dead man. The thing seemed over In no time, and the verdict was given as "Suicide while of unsound mind." The "sympa thetic" verdict, as Mr. Spragge had called It The two events connected them selves In Frsnkle's mind. Two sui cides "while of unsound mind." Was THRIFT PLACES COTTON ON TOP IN NEVLSTYLES CHICAOO (UP) flhowlng It Mr. torlal hwU in Mlk, cotton already !i dominating th spring and mm mi style p ft rati, with deoldiwi giv ing It first place In mod (or the girl on thft llmltd wardrobe budget. In tn annual cotton carnival here, tn which leading designers and man ufiwturera mike their apriii and iimmer Introductions st ths mer chandise mart, ths spotlight is being trained on "budgeted wardrobes." Drarr.f.tlr'ng the needa of s girl cn stringent budget, one wardrobe as sembled for 130.09 included lour there could there be a eonnectloi between them? Frankle and Dr. Nicholson re malned behind after the other peo pie departed, tbe Coroner havlnf shaken bands with Sylvia and ut tared a few words ot sympathy. "I think there are some letters foi you, Frankle dear," said Sylvia "You won't mind If I leave you no and go and lie down. It's all beei so awful." Frankle turned to Roger. "Roger, Bobby's disappeared." "Disappeared?" Frankle explained In a few rapid words, "I don't like the sound of If said Roger slowly. Frankle's heart sank. "You donl think?" "Oh I It may be all right, but Sb, here comes Nicholson." The Doctor entered the room with his noiseless tread. He waa rubbing his hands together and smiling. "That went off very well," he said. "Very well Indeed- Dr. David son was moat tactful and consider ate. We may consider ourselves very lucky to have had him as our local Coroner." "A good stage performance. In fact," said Frankle In a bard voice. Nicholson looked at her In sur prise. "I know what Lady Frances It feeling," said Roger. "I feel the same. My brother was murdered, Dr. Nicholson." He did not see, as Frankle did, the startled expression that sprang into the Doctor's eyes. "I mean what I say," said Roger, Interrupting Nicholson aa be was about to reply. "The criminal brutes who Induced my brother to become a slave to that drug mur dered him Just as truly as If they bad atruck him down." His angry eyes looked straight in to tbe Doctor's. "I mean to get even with them," he said. . , Dr. Nicholson shook his head sad ly.' "I cannot say I disagree with you," he said. IDEAS were whirling through Frankle's head one Idea In particular. "It can't be," she was saying to herself. "That would be too mon strous. And yet his whole alibi de pends on ber word. But In thai case " She roused herself to find Nichol son speaking to her. "You came down by car. Lady Frances? No accident this time?" Frankle felt she simply hated thai smile. . ' "No." she said. "I think It's a pity to go In too much tor accidents -don't you?" She wondered whether she bad Imagined It, or whether his eyelids really nickered for a moment "Perhaps your chauffeur drove you thla time?" "My chauffeur." said Frankle, "has disappeared. He was last seen heading tor the Orange." Nicholson raised his eyebrows. "Really? Have I aome attraction In the kitchen?" "At any rate that Is where be waa last seen," said Frankle. "You sound quite dramatic," ssld Nicholson, "Possibly you are pay ing too much attention to local gos In He paused. His voice altered slightly In tone, "I have even had a story brought to my eara that my wife and your chauffeur had been n talking together down by the river." "Is that It?" thought Frankle. "Ia be going to pretend that his wife hss run off with my chauffeur?" Alond ah aald, "Hawkins Is quite above the average chauffeur." So It seems," said Nicholson. He turned to Roger. "I must b going. Believe me, all my sympsthles are with you and Mrs. Basslngton- ffrencb." Roger went out Into the hall with blm. Frankle followed. On the hall table were a couple of lettera ad dressed to her. One was a bill. The other waa In Bobby's handwriting. Nicholson and Roger were on the doorstep. She tore It open. Dear Prankle. wrote Bobby) I'm on the trail st list. Follow me ee son at possible to Chipping 8omerton. You'd bottar corns by train and not by nr. The Bentley i too noticeable. The tratne aren't too good, but you can set there all rtiht. You're to come to a houee celled Tudor Cottase. I'll espleln to rou Just eiactly now to rtnd tt. Don't a.k the wey Here followed eome mtnutr directions. ) Have you rot Hist deer? Don't tell anyone. This wee heavily underlined.) Bobby. Frsnkl crushed the letter es cltedly in the palm of ber hand. Venhle flpMe desperetely, tft merrew, eoelnit ImpoMtble edrie. dresses, two suits. negligee, two hats, two pairs of shoes, pslr of besvh Mndts, slick and shirt, s bathing suit and can. two sets of Ho gerle. handbsgs and gloves. Another wararone. ior sh7 . was planned (or ths girl In the higher Income brack et snd Included In addition to five cotton dress.), a Uilored milt of lightweight wool and a printed silk frock, with lingerie snd accessories. Tbe advance showing reresls that shantung, hand-blocked linen, print ed pique. Ise that lends Itself to tailoring, blistered sheers and rough cottons will be tbe foremost fabrics for spring and summer, with many new and unusual effects achieved by the cotton manufacturers. Many of the finer cottons being Introduced for spring wear are scar cely revmra'nie as cotton product Evening dressee of cotton have at tained prestige. Mr.nnUV.lv tailored suits of linen and checked cotton are hulled as ubiquitous units of every well assembled wardrobe this spring- in tela Minor, 4. ytfl'--" JF ftHdWeft BREAD. rtt& f ' ' cr merchant. Wtfcrre 8oo vrX rt4 JiJwS KMfe wort trie NBRirSK T. M fSP! m: T MrW1CftPM4fcRrffO&ft, AV rA i k JW - Va. fit! ftMP ft purse op n.oo QfCffJ Ftynir, Jr s-'jlf BY RUMNING Pill fHON Jfjlj ftROUNPIHE TRACK,.. HdUBfSt SjroAMM, tsM. s).HZaSsMSfliastfH When Timothy Dexter wrote bis best-selling book. "A Pickle for Know ing Ones," he neglected to punctuate It at all. The only hint of punctua tion was the capital I that he gener ously sprinkled through It. The flret edition sold out Immediately, and three other editions were later sold. Before the second was printed, how ever, friends of Dexter complained that he should have had some kind of punctuation In his book. Dexter compiled, but rather thajs revise the whole book, he merely add ed a page In the back of the book and on It printed several lines of commas and periods, together with a supply of semi-colons, colons, exclamation points snd question marks. In a note published with this strange array of punctuation marks, Dexter directed bis readers to use the marks wher ever they thought the text needed them. If you apply the flame of a match to the corner of a sugar cube, the sugar will turn blsck and melt, but It will not catch on fire. If. however, you smear cigarette ashes on the cor ner of the cube before applying the match, the sugar will take fire readily. TAILSPIN TOMMY The Treacherous Texcomao! T1H tOlCtcEO POPOESTrtATL , IS EAOSlAAI V AN AKBO , IN 7H SAME MAD PlANNED 70 DSFOSE OFNS ISMWR, P&NCE 70 THE 7WXrtS OF AZrstO. 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