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PAGE EiniTT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MED FORD, OREOOX. THTJRSDAY. APRTTj 2. 1936L Golden Rain ey btiAarqartt CVlddemer KYX0P8I8: Morgan Black tonrtier in the houte ot Mlee Ella hannlng, whole family ie impress eive. but iehoee pocketbook i rather Iran. Morgan and trie Lanning. ' Miee Ella7 beautiful and gifted niece have eome to like each other ' enough to engage in a kind of eoueinly wartare. Sow trie hae atked Morgan to open an old trunk in the attic, thinking that ehe may find eomething in it that ehe can mike over tor hereelf. And Morgan itlly euggeete that perhape the trunk cotitnine a dark myetery. Chapter Seven 8UPPRISE xjO," SAID Iris, "it's labeled, as neatly as Aunt Ella always loea, 'Jean's other things.' Of course t may be just mine and Owen's baby ilotheB." "Owen?" "I had a brother who died when la was five and I was a year and rwo months old, about the time Mother died. I wish I remembered her." Morgan rose and pulled down bis thick dark blue sweater. "Come on, Iris, I'll do your Boy Scout deed." They gained the enormous attic, smelling delightfully like apples and clothes and dry wood. Morgan fol lowed Iris across the sounding boards, far back under the eaves till they both had to kneel. Under a presents I ii... sot come t be Is this trunk?' "He doesn't know anything about you, or want you, or he'd have looked you up." Miss Ella was sud denly transformed from the mouse of i woman Morgan had known to a Aery vindictive creatuio. "That woman, Josle Ross, has blm. Your mother left your father, and took both of you. She went to that creature, her sister. We got you back; they hadn't any money then, they couldn't fight. Your father didn't want you told. So of course I didn't tell you." 'You've done this to me all these years 1 thought you loved me!" Iris said passionately. "I've loved and trusted you and Uncle William; and you've kept me from knowing I bad brother, you kept me from my mother. How do I know you're tell ing the truth?" You can look In my scrapbook. Her death notice Is In that," said Miss Ella sullenly. Let me see It!" Iris demanded. . It's In the Sheraton desk In tb dining room, the locked drawer. Here's the key." Iris quieted a lltUe. Her aunl wouldn't say this If It weren't true. I'M ASTONISHED at the waj you're taking It," said Miss Ells with Incredible reproving anger "Why, I never had her," declared Iris. half dozen boxes and a broken rock' er was the trunk. One movement of Morgan's strong brown bands wrenched tbe hinges off and Iris dipped avidly In, lift ing out a large tissue-paper wrapped bundle that lay by a large flat green pasteboard box. She opened It. "A doll!" she said. "A big beauti ful French doll, perfectly new! Why, I never had her, I swear I never did!" "That's queer. Try the box," Mor gan said. She opened It "This Is queerer still. It must be my dress. But It's never been worn, either none of these things have." She tossed them over. Exquisitely made, of- exquisite material, the trunk held the summer and winter wardrobes of a girl from two to five years old. "I know I never had them." ehe said again, bewildered, and dug deeper, Morgan, also exploring, dragged up a couple of photographs. "Who are these?" he asked. "Cousins?" She took them from blm, and they both stared down at them. "They're my mother," she said, "but It doesn't make sense." 'TpHE flrt was a girl, not unlike 1 Iris in build and carriage. A five- year-old boy etood by her, the baby Iris was In her arms. The names underneath were Jean, Owen, Iris. The second was of Jean tanning taken throe years later. A taller, darker, hnrder-looking young wo man stood buhind her. The boy was still there. He looked sbout eight. Of Iris, no sign. "They died when he was five. But they're alive In that picture, and he's eight. Morgan, what does It monn?" she demandod. Before ho could answer they heard quick footsteps on the stairs. Miss Ella ran over to them, her face white and angry. "What aro you doing In that trunk?" she demanded harshly. "Aunt Ella, whore are my mother and little brolher? Where did all these things come from?" "Your mother'- dead. I told you." Iris stood over her aunl relent lessly. ."Is my broiher dead too? If my mother's dead, how did all these "Aa for William, It was all his fault. He got tangled up with Josle Ross. Of course they couldn't marry, be cause your father needed your uncle's help. I always suspected Jo sle of throwing your mother Into your father's way out of revenge be cause she blamed ua for delaying the marriage. And after your father and mother married, she was alwaya setting your mother up, saying your father ought to earn money. Finally your mother went in to Philadelphia with Josephine and you children, to get your father to follow her and take a position there as an art In structor. I saw to It that ha stayed here and went on with his art!" Miss Ella spoke as It all she had done was entirely right, even noble. Morgan, remembering the bad wool ly pictures, patient overworked Wil liam Lanning, shabby vivid dutiful Iris, could only stare. She finished quietly, "I came to toll you that It's time tor you to set the table," and went down the stairs again. Iris stood in the middle of the at tic floor, flushed, tragic, beautiful. "And I'm helpless!" she said. "Poor old Uncle William's helpless. We all are, because we haven't any money. I have a brother somewhere In the world, and I'm chained here, making place-cards and teaching lit tle girls singing, Instead of finding blm! Even If I save and save, it will be months and months before I have enough to hire detectives and do all the things people have to do. And you ssy that money's nothing but trouble." Suddenly Morgan felt happy, alive, as he had not since his world had crashed around him. Here was something he could do; here was a real trouble, a real need. Here was a girl, honest, helpless; here was something, in a tangled, tricky world, that he could put straight. 'Leave It to me, Iris," he said. "It your brother Is anywhere In the civ- lilted world I'll find him for you." Her lovely, moody face lighted to a dstzllng happiness. She threw her arms round him; Morgan felt her grateful Impulsive kiss on his lips. (Ccf,r,tkt, lt!S !, M,r,,r,l VJ,rJ Moroan dccldet, tomorrow, to keep hi, failing tor Irli xcret from hr. GRAYSON PUTS NAME ON COACH CONTRACT TALO ALTO, CM. April 9. iff, Bohby Ornyson. Stanford'! outi tid ing fullback of the last three yerf. put his name on the dotted line to day and officially became a memonr of C. E. "Tiny" Thornhlira footoall coaching Ktflff Borne doubt Orayaon would lgu contract with the university had bean raised In the last few riaya when It became known he had been approach ed with lucrative offera to play pru fewinna football nrxt season. WASHINGTON. April 3. V-Tho National Orornphtc enclety announc ed today Lincoln Claworti. Arctic and Antarctic explorer, will be a war Jed the Hubbard gold medal of the clety by prtaiornt hxjwrlt, April IV WINDOW OLA3S W aell trintvm glass and will replace youi orokT. window reasonably. .Trowbridge, Cab Imt Works, LABOR LEAGUE FORMED AS AID TO ROOSEVELT WASHINGTON. April 3. For mation o! "Labor's Non-Partln league " to work for PreMdent Roose velt's re-election was announced to day by Oeorge L. Berry, president ot the Preeamen'a union and federal In dustrial coordinator. The .eaaue will have headquarters hare. There will be no initiation f or dues. Berry has asked every unit of the American rederaMon ot La bo and the railroad brotherhoods to jo.n PI. PORTLAND. April 3. 7P Hpc grew today that the Interstate com merce commission's approval of con struction of the Oold Coast railroad from Leland. Ore., to Port OrforU might result in approval for a federal breakwater Jetty in the Port Orford harbor. It was learned that Gilbert E. Gable mayor of Port Orford and president of the railway corporation, made In quiries about the previously rejected harbor Improvement project. Appeals from the adverse report which army engineers made severs 1 months sgo, following a preliminary examination of the project, can be made to the river and harbora boirrt at Washington, D. C. ''The report now is In the hands 'of the river and harbors board ot Washington," said Col. Mtlo P. Fix, district U. 8. army engineer. Buckingham's Ice Cream. Candy & Party Specials The Crest. 230 S. Ceas PILOT DE RENZO HURT IN MILLS FIELD SMASH SAN FRANCISCO. April 3. (Jf) Amellb "Sandy" DeRenzo, 33, pilot for Mrs. Warrington Dorst, wealthy Ath erton social leader, was Injured Wed nesday In an accident which wreckctj Mrs. Dorst 's speedy new four-passenger plane. DeRenzo banked sharply, apparently planning to land on Mills field frjm the bay side. One wing dragged on a mudflat, ground looping the shla. The jjllot. conscious when taken from the wreckage, was rushed to Mills Memorial hospital. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Reg. TJ. B. Fat Oft i contra? with FetfTii MmpmyWh JL Mh T&L MOTHER OF - l.SX'-V HANDICAP By GLUYA3 WILLIAMS COlOr4lPV60VERMOrl Of NEW YORK, WOOPBH Ufc&- KNOWS Wrticrt lid 'TWAS Just north of the equator, In the neighborhood of five degrees north latitude, the Pacific ocean extends east to the coast of Columbia In the northern part of South America a point about as far east as Wash ington, D. C. To tho west from that point there la an uninterrupted ex panse of water more than 10,000 miles to the East Indies. Barbados Island. In the British West Indira, la covered with a very -3 h McNMstA SrndkaU, task shallow, yet very fertile, layer of soil and, strange as It seems, this soil Is not the Island's own earth. It was blown there by the wind Barbados la a rock formation, but the 1 j land of St. Vincent, about 100 miles distant, supplied It with the necessary soil by volcanic eruption. That Island's eruptions blew count less tons of fine, fertile, volcanic ash Into the upper layers of the air where they were carried by air cur rents over Barbados and there de posited. Millions of tons of this ash fell on the island in 1003 alone. The fame of Peter Stuyvesant, Dutch colonial governor of New York, persists largely because of his famous wooden leg. Strange as it seems, however, the historians of the day failed to record for posterity which leg it was that the governor lost.. Sort; records say the left, ethers the right; some pictures por tray his left leg gone, others the right as In the above drawing. 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