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Newspaper Page TextPAGE SIX MEDFORD MAIL TRTBUNE. MEDFORD. OREGON. WEDNESDAY. AUGUST 26. 1936. Hy flLUYAS WILLIAMS j i 7 m SUBURBAN HEIGHTS THE WORLD STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN H IX for further proof address the author. Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply Reg. U 8 Pat Oft WITH A FENCE F3WI A New Novel by Marian Sine nt ; r RYKOPB18: But for two mat ters, thing have run emoothly elnce Carol Torrance left her home town of Ueredllh to teach tohool in Aehboro, another Georgia town. One la Denle Ford, a newspaper man living with hie parente be tween fobe, and a dangerously at' tractive pereon. The other I the moronic Sam Catce, who prectpl' toted what might have been a tree for all by throwing a handful of btrdehot at Carol'e desk in class. Bam hae been expelled by the principal. Chapter 12 MR. CATE8 TpHAT o t 6 n 1 n g Mr. O'Connor called up the atalri: "There's somebody to see you, Miss Tor- ranee." Carol put aside the French exer cises she was correcting and went down. "He's on the porch," Mrs. O'Con nor whispered. "He wouldn't come In." The porch light shone on a shabby, middle-aged little man with sad dark eyes and an enormous droop ing moustache. The little man snatched at his hat and said, "Miss Torrance . . ." and stopped. She looked at him In surprise. He seemed familiar, but she couldn't have seen hlra before. She said, "Yes," and motioned to a chair. "Won't you sit down?" "I'm all right," he said uncomfort ably, and leaned against the porch railing. She sat In the swing and waited. He twisted the hat and looked at his feet. "I'm Sam Cates's father," he said finally. . Carol's heart dropped, heavily. The little man's eyes had the voice less appeal of a dog's, and he bore the scars of a heavy bludgeoning from life. She said: "Oh, Mr. Cates ... I'm desperately sorry . . ." and let her voice fall of Its own weight. "I . . . come to ask you to give him another chance. He he's awfully sorry, Mies Torrance. He says he'll apologise to you and the little girl . . . before the whole class. . . ." The tears on her eyelids were scalding and unmanageable. "It's not Just today, Mr. Catos. If It had been I wouldn't have asked to have him expelled. He doesn't study, ,and he cheats. I've caught 'him jtime after time. ..." ' Mr. Cates didn't seem to doubt or Irenent that, It only bore out what he 'had learned to expect But he mado another attempt. "1 never had no education. Miss Torrance. I'm a carpenter, and the butldln' trade's been awful hard hit these last low years. Sometimes I've went six months without a sign of work. And 1 made up my mind to see that Sam got a education so's he'd have a chance to be somethln' better, but It don't seem like he ap preciated it till today. He never has done no good In school, much, but now he wants another chance. . . ' Loathing for Sam gave her cour age. It's the kindest way, she told herself harshly. You despise senti mentalists: don't be one. . "Mr. Gates, If Sam had ever shown the least interest In school In any ono class I'd say yes. Out he hasn't; I checked his record to see. By keep ing him there, at his ago, you're making a loafer of him. The fairest thing, to you and to him, is to take him out and put him to work help ing you, even It you can't pay him a cent He may make a On carpenter, or a fine brick-mason, but he'll never hold down an office job." Ho digested that patiently, punish ing the shabby hat "You mean you won't take him back." "1 can't" She burst out suddenly: "Oh. please, please see that I'm not just being mean; that It's the best thing for him." Ho nodded. "Yes'm. 1 see how you fool about It Well thank you, ma'am, for bcin' so nice about It" y HEN Mr. Cates had gone she lay 'on her face In the swing and cried, qulotly, luxuriously, as If that might wash out the picture of him. Denis' voles penetrated her de spnlr. "Why, Carol, sweetheart . . ." She sat up and blinked. "Oh, good goshl What art you doing here?" Ho came over and put his arms around her. produced an adequate handkerchief. "Liar. You said you had to correct papers tonight I was just passing the bouse . . ." He laughed at the thinness of that but the laugh was shaken. She sat for a minute with her face against his shoulder, loving hlra In spile of herself, grateful to hlra for Ignoring her refusal, to see htm. "I was correcting papers when that little man came. . . , Postal Courtship Ended In Killing PONCHATOULA, U., Aug. 3. (AP) A courtship by mall and a trip here from the Pacific northvvrat by John Karkaa, 66, of Kelso, Wnsh., to marry a Louisiana woman was at an end today, with Farkaa ahot to death by a poara officer who said Farkas stabbed ot him with a knife. Night Marsha Jacob Dratin and hta aw(l!itant, Vernon Terrain, tried to place the man under arreat yes terday After he had left a bus and ran ahead of It Into the town here. Draun said. He waa brandishing a knife. 4 Fire Near LAnelols. SALEM, Aug. 26. (AP) A small foreat tire, covering approximately 60 acres In the Laruglola district in Curry county, waa reported to State Forester Ferguson trvlay. Ferguson said he had er-nl a number 01 CCC men to fight the blaze. "What little man, angel?" ; She told him about Mr. Cates, laughing unsteadily and a little bit terly at herself. "What a swell teacher 1 am!" He soothed her like a child, and she gave herself to an orgy of pity tor Mr. Cates and herself and Denis. Finally he shook her, ungently. "Climb out of It now. We're going over to my bouse. I want you to meet my mother, and after that I'll read you a story that came back today and see it you can tell me why. The editors sounded half convinced, I think." "Then they were probably three fourlha convinced. They don't usual ly Invite more grief, do they?" She was delighted to shift her thoughts from her own woes to Denis's. Yon coula be very judicial and philosoph ical about other people's troubles. "Search me. Magazine editors are an unknown breed to me." His houss was big and old and charming. There was no odor of do oey about It, she thought aa they went up the walk; the house had grown old with dignity and without resentment Mrs. Ford was reading In the liv ing-room. She looked amazingly young and alert; younger even than Mllly. I'm so glad to see you," she said. and her smile was very like Denis's. "I've been after Denis to .bring you over ever since he first told me about you." They talked for almost an hour, and Carol forgot her soreness. Mrs Ford explained Denis, she thought: her mind was as swift as his, and the sympathy between them was sur prising and rather lovely. TABNIS stood up."I've got a story 1 want Carol 'to read," he ex plained. "Is that stuff still In my room?" Mrs. Ford laughed. "Do you sup pose I'd touch a piece of scratch paper? Yes, darling; right where you left It" She added casually: "Why don't you go In Harry's den? It's mors comfortable." Yes, Carol decided, Mrs, Ford and her son understood each other pen fectly. In his father's study Denis closed the door and took her In his arms. I have to do this first then I can last till you read this thing." He put her In a chair and adjusted the lamp. "Read It and then I'll tell you what they say about It" She disciplined her thoughts and took the manuscript; read It through in silence. Denis could write; the had discov ered that In the beginning. His style was terse and acid and a little crudt, but there were passages that took you by the throat This one was In credible and pathetic; the unadorned story of a mill girl who had died of tuberculosis and- left several hun dred dollars of Insurance, which destitute family had spent gaudily and avidly for a tremendous ft neral. She laid the manuscrint aside and stared thoughtfully before her, try ing to define the flaw aht kntw existed. It's heart-breaklngly good In spots," she said slowly. "It makes me want to cry. But I think ... I think you've underscored your pathos too heavily. The reader ought to be allowed to let li for him self. ..." He looked almost sulky. "I don't agree with you." She stored sharply at him and then ehrugged. "I'm sorry. I thought you wanted my opinion. Hereafter I'll say everything'! perfect and that the edlton are a lot of mugt." His fact softened. "Oh, Lord, not I didn't mean to be an ast. Your hon esty's on of the best things about yon, and It I don't lsarn to profit by criticism I'm sunk." She smiled at hlra, trying not to look as fatuous as she felt "Rewrite It and tend It out again." "Maybe. When It's cooled off." "Now. It doesn't need to cool off. Darn you, Denis, don't you know' about following through on your1 swing?" He got up and came over to her.' "I know I lovt you llkt tht devil."! He tat on the arm of her chttr and tilted her head back; let hit lips movt softly over her face and throat. "It I had you I'd be President . . ." Pain stabbed her again. What Is there, she wondered desperately, that makes a weakling to Irresistible to women like me? To all vomen? I wish he'd get a job and gt, even If he took my heart with him. I'd get It hack, piece by piece. . . . But her arms were around hit neck, and ht wat holding him agalnat the very possibility. (Copyright, Kit, y HaAan Slme) A eampalfln starts, tomorrow, . against handaom. Mlks Hannlgan. Montana Forest Fire Controlled BPOKANE. Wash., Aug. 39. (AP) Rainfall and lark ot wind helped an aimy of 1.00 fighters control Uie Coal cteek and Dig creek-Wlnona rides foreat fires In northwestern Montana today, the D, s. foreat service re ported. The blarra, considered potentially the mc. aerlous In region No. 1 this season, had covered more than 3500 acres when they were checked. Find Carrier Pigeon. ROSEBURO. Ore.. Aug. 36. (AP) A young carrier pigeon with a leg band bearing the Inscription "411 MM belg 36" was reported found by Roy Foster on his place near lltahee 66 miles east of here, In a telephone met. sage from the Ottde ranger station of the foreat service. According to ad vlc. the bird evidently had been mi Dy a nawa. cV-j Vst? . rWiHC More they rR6 LVSEDTHt MORS ' ALtUCUS- gncieni ' Greek V TfftEp, convcTbp, CONPBMNBP, MP eXecUTEPHMSLF fiOt?0f?EMtN6 ONBOFH&OWtJ 62feS(? MtNaufhl fljmdkiU. 8-way Tic High Jump history for 1033 haa al ready aen two of the strangest freak results the aport haa ever known. When on July 12th at the American Olympic final trials Colored Cornelius Johnson soared over the bar at 0 feet 9 3-4 Inches to beat Walter Marty's record of 6 feet 0 1-8 Inches In 1934, It was naturally thought that this record would stand for slme time. Yet, strange as it seems, only few minutes later a member of his own race, David Albritton of Ohio State, tied Johnson by leaping tho same height, the highest jump ever record ed in the history of the sport. Rivalling this high Jump oddity was the result of the California-Stanford meet held at Polo Alto April 25, 1936. Bight men actually tied the first place by high Jumping 6 feet 1 1-4 Inches. They were Thompson, .Good, Harding, Law and Mackey of Califor nia, and Smith Lulsettl, and Moller of Stanford. i Legislature suicide Made aware by a Jeering remark of the faot that he had broken one of hta own laws, Zaleucus, famous Greek lawgiver. Is credited with having said. Then I will seal It with my own blood." thereupon plunging his sword TAILSPIN TOMMY New Quarters Desired IWiHIlt TOMMy, " PAUL iMITH AND MV K9.t TRYIliO TO PIKfc TOfttTHtP. THt MVJTtBY OF-SKttTE-R'jl DISAPPOARAtlCt... LtT'i RtTURH TO THt I30LATHJ RANCH WHtftt THt JKY BAHPITJ ARC HOLDING JKt-tTrR A CAPTIVt.. . . 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