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MEDFORD MAIL TRTBUNE. MEDFORD. OREGON. WEDNESDAY. AUGUST 26. 1936.
Hy flLUYAS WILLIAMS j
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SUBURBAN HEIGHTS
THE WORLD
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN H IX
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WITH A FENCE
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A New Novel by Marian Sine
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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.
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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
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