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PAGE SIX MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFOTtD, OREGON. MONDAY. APRIL 12. 1937. ' ' By MARGARET WIDDEMER SYNOPSIS tut MannereteW pou back to her JOO-veor-old house and orchard in Connertlcut oter five veare in Ntw York She plant to re it. nurrv 0V. lovinu Denny and return la Man hattan apartment lilt Unett Henri,, an old family Iritnd, moves in to help Sue run the place. Peter the pennilew artiM,. hie lanouid tcie Maryitn and their lerioue voting eon Judge come to board, promising to pay later. George Cleveland, Eve'e calm, practical netghbor, uunts her for hie tsife. but he lores absent Denny who phonee from town. . " ' Chapter 23 'Aa For George' ' XHIS anybody 1 Know might It 1 be Mi MannersfleldT' The gay voice the loving lightness that win the verv Denny, tne eouin- 'era accent coming mora dearly, as It alwaya did, over the telephone. It mlEht be. 1 suppose It Is Mil you, even after hours on the train last night'' As much me as It can be with you In Connecticut Ob. Eve. I've missed you so. every minute from the time t left you till now, that It's simply hor rible. You mustn't be all those hide ous miles off, 1 can't stand It. Love irae? Bay so quickl' I Eve shut the doors and said, "I love you. Right along. . . . Darling, any mews?" . "Yea the office is simply sick with lout you. They end every sentence Iwith if Eve were only herel' Tbey keep ragging me about your resign ing. I'll be owning up Avhy you did in a minute now, I hope!" ' "Oh, Dec has anything broken?" "Sweet, there hasn't been time. But I'm dining with Mltzl Wednesday and she's going to work on old Cleve land in between, and then produce him. And then do you and I go out and celebrate high, wide and band eome?" "Forty cents for five more minutes,'' said the cold voice of Operator be fore Eve could answir. She told Den ny laitlly not to spend any mora money, came back to Ellen in the kitchen to end Judge arranging a tray for his parents with a deftness that suggested practice. "Yep, 1 alwaya got their break fast if they were awake before 1 went to school," he answered Ellen's ques tion, and walked out soberly with his heavy tray. Eve and Ellen had heard 'the Featherstones, often enough, laughing over Judge's domestic be havior, but till now they hadn't real ized It was anything but a Joke. "Well, 1 suppose It doesn't hurt him," Ellen said uneasily. "He's so willing," Eve said. "Uncle Henry has rather taken him over, 1 ;thlnk; 1 remember Aunt Una saying ionce he was born with a talent for ichild-rearlng." - -He's Brilliant' l"pVE, let's go outl" Ellen said sud 1 Hi denly. "1 have to get an early 'afternoon train, and 1 simply will not waste this grand fresh air. You've 'been In the house moving furni ture and getting meals ever since you came, you can't deny It" "I feel like a million gold dollars," aald Eve, "but I'll be with you." They pulled on coats and dragged bereta over their ears. The day was bright and fresh, and warm for the time of year. The snow was melting in the orchard, but the muddy walking didn't matter with galoshes, and the smell of the fresh ening earth and the warmth of the tun. The girls went single Die through the winding path between the thick old gnarled trunks. Presently they came to a ttona wall. Beyond It lay more trees and there were rough ateps. "This la George's, after this, isn't It?" Ellen liked. "Think he'll mind If we trespass?" "Considering that 1 found him tres passing all over my orchard and cut ting little samples of It to do po mology things with, 1 should think not," Eve said. She felt a little shy of George. Living even tor a few weeks next to a man you have Just refused to marry, and on whose father de pends your lover's next Job, is a bit embarrassing. But naturally she couldn't say that to Ellen. "He's pretty fine," Ellen satd. "De ' penttable, and kind, and brilliant" "Brilliant?" "Didn't you know he stood prac tically at the top of his profession. lyoung as ha ls7 "No how would I? How did you?1 i "Asked." said Ellen, with a smile. "So you think he has all the vir itues?" Eva teased. BrilllanU To her , brilliance was Denny's quick, gay ;taik. Denny s handling of any sltua- -tlon; Penny, like a Noel Coward hero, only handsomer. She laughed as she mounted the stones after Ellen. "Believe me." Eilen said firmly, alighting between two pear trees and looking up at ner with a hand on each, "when you've been on the ttage elnce 16 you like 'em to have virtues!" Eve leaped down In turn: her bright curls Buttered, her clear voice rang. "Well, as for George" "As for George?" said George him self, advancing toward them with the usual armful of twigs and sheepskin gloves. His brUht blue eyes were at steady, bit wind-burned face as im passive as alwaya "It waa compliments," Eve said, laughing in spite of herselL "What on earth are you doing?" "Grafting." said George. He dusted bis gloves and added, "Come on over and see the house. Mother's dona won ders with it really. Eve remembered It aa the bean breaking wreck of what bad been in the r'jhteenth century a more beau tiful house than her own; fine old fur niture and portraits, all scattered or broken. The two girla went with bun down through the Seymour orchard, and back through what had been a long, green pleasance, and was now going to be again. The place even this early showed that a clever hand had been landscaping It after Its original eighteenth-century fashion. The only change was that George had used the brook which bad watered orchard and lawn to make a swimming pool. among a clump of trees. "Ob, you must let us use tnis, tuen said, "when it gets warm enough." "Surest thing you know," George said, standing with one ieather-leg-glned foot on the cement parapet Ha went on explaining to Ellen, hanging on his words, about gravity How, and how much of the old land they'd man aged to get back from the township for its back taxes. He seemed less like a man who had said last night he was deeply in love than anything she could Imagine. Eve decided be had been swept by some crazy Impulse. He went on ahowlng them the im provements he had made. The old fountain, dug out of an outhouse and put together from its marble wreck; the oak avenue, having Its gaps tilled up where the Seymours had let trees die or cut them for firewood. The traces of an old maze, even, on the far side of the pleasance, which he had nearly recreated. -Struggle For A Painting YOU'VE done wonders!" Eve said Impulsively. He flushed a little, as It her praise meant a good deal to him. "1 supposu 1 was born out of due time," he said. Mother Is always saying so. It seems to me the most exciting thing on earth to recreate things that were meant to be fine and have nearly been lost or broken. These old trees, for instance. Thore are almost unique varieties of shrubs and fruit-bearing treea here. Somebody in the place s history must have been an amateur of orchards and gardens. It was a crime to let the place be wrecked as. It has len." Oh. Uncle Henry De Remer can tell you about that," Eve said as they neared the house, stately among its lawns, sound with Its freshly shored foundations of reddened bricks. "The first owner was a friend of John Eve lyn's, and Evelyn kept sending him out rare specimens after he came here. Gardens and varieties or iruus and flowers were a fad of that day, weren't they7" George nodded. "They got a lot ot stuff from France and Italy. It says so In the Dlaru. Odd that some of these things should have lasted here In Con necticut when they d died out In Eng land what's that?" They were at the front door by now. It was olosed, of course, but one of the long French windows that Eve remembered as smashed and boarded over, glazed now and painted white. was alar, and a mans rough voice was shouting from within. George sprang inside, followed by the girls. In the middle of the parquet lloor Mrs. Cleveland, with a strength no body would have expected from her limp frame, was struggling with a tall thin man in ragged clothing. George larked him aside. "Here. what does this mean?" Mrs. Cleveland bent over and dragged an oil painting up from tne floor. Apparently they had been struggling over It She had It Cast as she dropped Into a chair. She panted: "This man's a thler, George. Ten mm. Mrs. Power." Mltzl, who had been crouched against the wall, straightened up now on her high heels and said, "It was perfectly terrible." She cnughl her breath. "I nearly fainted away." George look a firmer grip of the limp frightened lad and said impa tiently. "All right, what's this about?" His mother got her breath, cast a scornful glance at the terrttted Musi and said: "We Just got back from a long drive. I'd been told about this painting that was supposed to be the portrait of the man who built this house. So I got up r-rly and we drove to the antique shop that had It; away of! In Torrlngton It was! And I bought it Naturally, on the way back I stopped at the post office. And this tramp must have seen It In the car and followed us. He came In end be gan to shout that It was his and he had to have It." tCopiright, ftJT, Uargartt Widdtmttf George's father comes to Eve's foi a game of chess, tomorrow. TO TEACH PUBLIC By MM JA( kson (A. P. Feature Wrltr.) BERKELEY, Cnl. Hiving pont 30 jesra training "modern police of ficer. August Vollmer, once wKbrtxt- erf a Berkeley's scientific police chler. soon will turn to training th public. lit will rrtlnc a ttroiyor of police administration at t.e end of the current t?rm nt the University nf California to dvrf Himself to writ. Ing Perplexed una slightly ducour fisct! at th public "contemptuous"' Attitude toward policemen, he wants to do what be can to correct the situation with his pen. Along with this crusading, he tw m tipped out a prodigious amount of svxearch to determine why crime U rife in the United states.' "Most of the theories now advanced on ths subject are unadulterated fallacies, ' he says. Vollmer originated college tramm j for policemen in li st the Uni-1 verslty of Chtcsgo. At least four universities lxuU.es California now offsr such courses and 30 others give some minor instruction, and Vollmer Is the guiding spirit of them all. This spring, five of hi graduate will go out to start st the bottom of the police ladder at patrolmen. A score more are In trnlnlne, and a consider able body of student. In cluding number of co-eds. are tak ing court as a sideline. Vollmer believe every policeman should have four years of college (raining. He aert his present students are gullded solely by a "social conscious ness." "They're certainly not going Into police work for the money."' he says, "and I can't promlj them any detective-story excitement " But Vollmer htmse.f, in his ser vice at Berkeley, and later In hi re organl7Atlon of police departments fulfilled the story-book Idea of the 'scientific drt-ihe." Veering toward a broad philosoph ical view of crime with hla advancing years. Vollmer no longer accent auch tchntcal developments as the He de tector and mleroetpic examination of clues. 'No marked decree of improvement can be expect! from the present po lfce set-up," he says, "ft ts defective Internally because Its functions are f.!charfti fry ft.iwtr.ir.n.' Use Mail 111 duds aul ads. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN MX For further proof address the author, Inclosing a stamped envelop for reply. Reg. U. 8. Pt Off. iMnnfffl niflf TUB BflrtT ... UtaAItt WP6 CflUMTfcO OUT ftMOTrlfi ON TOIN ffHWfc'".'". " Piece cf RhRfi tr9i&tlS And ihs pgviu hm? pom fot?"W RfcT. Of 'H H MUUNKR OfTMS TCttArttNEV nuvc ni irtc crta' it file oTre& aw eH wiyro v l. nnimILI - Drink uit.l the Uevll. When authors Nordhoff and Hall seized upon the history of the mu tiny on the British ship "Bounty" a theme for a aeries of semi-fictional novels, they nwept a small inland in the Polynesian group :rom obscurity into the International limelight The Island Is Pitcalrn, now famous ns the place where nine of the "Bounty's" mutineers settled and aa the home of their descendants. With the mutineers went 18 natives from Tahiti, six of them men, 13 of them women. They landed on their Island parndlso in 1700 and speedily changed it to a hell. The Tahltlans and the white men were at constant odds. Liquor, prepared from fruit, flared the embers of Animosity into outright violence. White with nn- as' J 7 tlve wives were the chief cause of dis pute. A murder was committed then another. Several white men drank themselves to death. Within ten years there was only one living white man on the island John Adams. Adams had saved a Bible from the ship and when he found himself the sole surviving mutineer at the turn of the century, he waa shocked into reform. Instituting worship and a school, he became ruler of the' com munity. The half-caste children and remaining natives accepted his re forms willingly and within a short tlntc the Island was peaceable, moral and Industrious. In 1B08 an American sailing ship visited the Island and the strange story of It settlement wa unfolded for the first time. The H. M. 8. "Britain" was the next ship to call. For a time its officers deliberated over the arrest of Adams- ae a mutineer, mutiny being a crime punishable by hanging. Adams' hardships and re pentance were taken Into account, however, and he was left unmolested, He died In 1829. The island's population carried on his teachings. In 1839, Pitcalrn was annexed as a British possession. Sev enteen years later. Its 194 Inhabi tant were moved to Norfolk, Island, Pit cairn being considered too small. About 40 of them returned to their old home some time later and re established the community. Today the population numbers about 200. They are Seventh Day Adventists. Tomorrow: Double Dlscoveryl New Fish Issue WASHINGTON, April 12. (AP) The senate ordered the commissioner of fisheries today to report to It to the effect. If nny. of the Bonneville dam on the propagation of salmon and other commercial fish In the Columbia river. Nut Men raid. NEWBERQ. Ore., April 12. (p) Ten thousand dollars was distributed this week to members of tho Oregon Nut Growers' Cooperative as final pay ment on the 1036 walnut and filbert crops. John E. Trunk, manager, wild today. It wan one of the earliest pool closings in several years. Ice Bars Flub lug REDMOND, April 12. (AP) Fish ermen who try their luck at the sea son's opening April 15 In lakes of the Cascades may do well to bring along a pair of skates. Many lakes are stlP. frozen and unless the weather re lents, the prospects for open fishing on the 15th are slender. WINDOW OLASS-We sell window glass and will replace your oruken windows reasonably Trowbridge Cab inet Works THE WORLD AT By GLUYAS WILLIAMS ITS WORST -the tedious chore: of wiping shoes , , E6PECIALIV WHEN V00 KNOW fHAf HO MAflfeR. HOW friOROUSHLV V0U DO If VOl) WILL?R0 I3M3LN' -TTRACK MUD IM AND BE BLAMED TOR NOf D01N6 If YH0R0U6HLV EN0U6H (Oopyrlght, 1987, by The Bell Bjmilicate,-Iiic, 6tlVro S 'MATTER POP By C. M. PAYNE -xWrle &TOT TtfAT J ' tPewetat y AIt g 1 -Bel, i evc-r. B (Obprrltht, 1987, br Ths Bell SyndlemU, lae.) ll TAILSPIN TOMMY The Weasel Takes Precautions! 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