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rEDFORD M ATL TRIBUNE. MT5DFORP, OTJEGON. TTEDXERDAT. JTTLY 7. 1937. BUNDLES AND SCREEN DOORS By GLUYAS WILLIAMS STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX Wot further proof addreaa Um author, fneloetng a stamped Mrelope tor reply. Reg. TJ. g. pit. 08. 7 BC&E1B3 W3 ssniawansB) SYNOPSIS: Kav Crandon, mho runt ir otrn ranch, i$ ttrttched cut on a mountain ledgi when, or below, the tpoti a man tui piciouily piling bnuh against dead pine. She recalU the Jtrebug the countv hai been hunting and hurrirs down quietly to ratch him. Pulling her gun. he order him to "Throw 'em up!" Deiper ate and defeated, he explain! he hoped to get o Job Ire fighting to buv food or hi mother and l ter. Kay believes him when he ayi it i hit first attempt 10 tet a fire. On impuhe, the tlipt her gun back into itt HJfer. Chapter Two Quick Thinking AN INCREDULOUS look of sur prise flashed over the man's face before he turned it away from her. Then, after a moment's tense silence, he said, in a muffled voice, still with his back to her, "Why did you do that?" "Because I believe you," Kay answered, "and perhaps I can help you to find some other way." With a rush of words, the man's story poured out ; . . "They've foreclosed pn me," he explained, "and we've got to. get out next week. I've got a blind sis , ter and an invalid mother. I'm not married, thank God!" Kay shud dered at his bitter tone. "I've sold everything we have, even my gun. Flicker was patiently waiting. "1 11 join you down there." As he finished speaking, he sud denly stiffened, and following hit gaze, Kay saw a lone rider at the head of the trail. He passed Flick er, and made swiftly for them at a quickened pace. Kay noted that he had black hair and eyes like her companion, but here the likeness ended. The new comer had a stalwart rangy fig ure, with broad shoulders lr. marked contrast to his slim hips A healthy color glowed under hi: tan, and his bearing had all the as surance of success and self-confidence. As he neared them, his gaze rest ed on Kay with frank admiratiot and approval. Then, as he glancec it her companion and took in hi: gaunt face and general shabbi ness, a look of surprise and uncer tainty flashed into his eyes. He touched his hat to Kay as he pulled up beside them. I didn't expect to run into com pany up here," he began genially "I'm Tom Runyon, the new Art patrol for this area." Kay felt the man beside hei stiffen as she answered the un spoken question behind the new comer's words. "My name's Kay Crandon." Sh felt the color flooding her cheek in spite of herself at his searchinf look, and her. mind flew from om idea to another for a plausible ex planation of Ted Gaynor's pres- if: LJ ciW I Her mind raced, seeking a plausible explanation of Ted Gaynor's presence. I figured a week's fire fighting pay would get us away " he broke oft with a despairing shrug. - Kay had inherited her father's quality of quick decision, and of standing by that decision once it was taken. Something about this man had stirred her sympathy and made her believe in him. Now, as she listened to his story, she felt her original intuition confirmed. By the time he broke ofiVher reso lution Was taken. "It's a rotten trick to foreclose on anyone at a time like this," she tactfully let indignation take the Flace of sympathy in her tone, "but tell you what you can do. There's a couple of cabins on our ranch, and you can move your family there, if you'd like to Join our out fit. I can't pay much, but you won't go hungry." 'You Won't Be Sorry' I V'HEN the man's answer Anally ' came, after a long silence, it had a husky break in it. "You're square all right," he managed to get out, "You won't be sorry, either. I" "That's settled, then," Kay veered away from his thanks. "What's your name? And where are you living now?" "Ted Gaynor's my name, and I'm living over by Blackloot creek." "And I'm Kay Crandon, of the Lazy Nine." Kay held out her hand. "You won't be sorry," Ted Gay nor repeated, as he gave it a mighty grip. "1 know I won't." Kay cut back through the woods to the trail, with the new member of her out fit beside her. "You'd better come on now, and have a look at the ranch," she suggested, "then you'll know what you re getting In to." She laughed to relieve the ten sion, and was amazed at the dif ference his slow answering smile made in his drawn face. Why, he was almost good looking, and much younger than she had taken him to be at first! He couldn't be more than 23 at the most, she de cided. . "I left my horse off the trail a half a mile or so farther down," he said as they came out on the trail and he glanced up to where ence. The fact that his horse was hidden off the trail made it all the more suspicious and complicated, in case Tom Runyon should elect to go along with them. She knew very well that if sus picion were fastened on Ted Gay nor everyone would be sure he was guilty of the other fires that had taken place. Believing, as she did, that this was his first attempt, and that he would never make an other, she was determined to save him, now that she had undertaken the job. Telltale Brush Pile A SUDDEN inspiration flashed in her mind, and she added, without perceptible hesitation, "I'm thinking of taking up some timber land up here, ana Ted Gay nor has been looking over it for me." Without looking round, she could feel the taut figure at her side relax. "Oh, I see." Tom Runyon fo cussed his attention on her again, to her great relief. "You're the owner of the Lazy Nine," he went on, smiling at the picture Kay made with her brilliant coloring set off against the dark back ground of pines. "I've heard about you. But why don't you wait an other month before you take up any timber land? You're liable to buy up a forest fire, if you get it now." "Not with you for fire patrol!" Kay looked up demurely from un der her long dark lashes. The more she could keep his attention cen tered on her the better, in this danger spot. He gave an appreciative chuckle. "You've said it! Firebugs aren't going to have the cinch they've been having any more." Sudden ly his eyes wandered past her, and he stiffened in his saddle, as he peered through the woods. "Hullo! What's that?'T "What? I don't see anything." "Looks to me like a pile of brush." He swung off his horse at he spoke. "Just wait a minute un til I investigate." Tom Runyon strode off through the woods. fCopvrfjM, JUT, Varie it .Ymnud.l Tomorrow. Ky outnlU Tom Run yon of the Are nitri PROFITS OF GODLINESS REVIEWED BY PASTOR IN NAZARENE SERMON Ueinn s hU toptc Sunday morn ing. "Viewing the Profit of Uocill neM." In speaking at th Church of th Nawrenf, Frwt M. WMtherford. pufttor-evflngcllfct, took hit tftxt from 1st Timothy, 4:8 "Godliness Is pro! i table unto Ml things, having prom ise of the life that "now U, and of that which la to come.' An excerpt of the menage, follows; "aodllnesa U the tUt of the per on transformed Into the Image of Ood. It Includes the new birth and the cleansing sanctifying power of Ood. "OodllneM la an Inward happiness, altogether Independent of outwaro circumstances. It Is more valuahl than wealth, dearer than hcilih, and I Incomparable to fame. It Is a libel on the redemptive work of Ood through Jeaua Christ to represent Christianity as a gloomy affair; to think of an Individual having re covered to himself through the re deeming sacrifice of Christ a libera tion and an absolution of all that ain had done to tils lire Is sufficient to put him on the committee of per petual gratitude for the remainder of his days. "The ungodly have no guarantee of the present except the guarantee of death which carries with It the stamp of eternity. The condemned man la reckoner! as good as dead while he lives, for It Is only a matter of time until the hand of execution falla. One cannot violate the law and long evade the crptor: whetner the taw be civil or of divine origin." MAXIMUM SENTENCE FOR CLERIC SLAYER COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo., July 7. (AP) Tlie Rev. Hurry 8, AMUey, ronvlrtrri of vohinhtrv rmr-'ft'uhtu In the nlnylng of his sirl-wiff last January, was sentenced today to - s sv&.a m w. i fRftvgUNfi 80 rAiie$ an Hour. "fURH, JUMPED COMrUTfeLYoVER MoTrteR CAR, THEN ffll freafest nauslhem, PLCuHNf-OltJ NMY TOR . rut lofcpf r NORTH , fcROUEDOtfl Of IT... Quebec, 1782 rlRvt WHi2 HOUSE PKIPE OfAPRKlPEHT, fctrte OHIH WIDOW OF HfWt REMfRRl6D CoiiLPMiUKlPWAHo DIVIDE L0N6 rfOR tUlOTtotS--AND INSISTED TrrRO ceHTutt&seefoRe mm W 1 M f Leapfrog on the Rare Track. Like little bugs on wheels, midget racers spun around a. Detroit track one day In 1935, hitting speeds from 60 to 100 miles an hour. Curley Mills of Loa Angeles at the wheel of car Ho 18 was- riding high. Weaving In and out, he waa doing about eighty when he,, hit a turn, skidded, and felt hla car leap from the track. Alongside was car No. 43 with Jimmy Prock of Detroit at the wheel. Up and over Prock and hla racer soared aerial-minded Miller's car, down on the track It bounced, then continued onward as though nothing had hap pened. Strange as It seema, neither of the cars were disabled by- the "leapfrog" Incident. Prosk had to withdraw from the race a few laps later when Ma car developed some trouble, but Miller continued blithely onward to the end of the hundred-mile race. Lovesick Nelson. Had It not been for the level head and persuasive Ability, of one of Ho ratio Nelson's brother officers, the English navy would have lost Its greatest figure, the hero of Trafal gar. On leave in Quebec In 1782, Nelson visited an Inn where he met and fell In loce with a girl named Simp son, a name peculiarly fated to affect English history about a century and a half later In amazingly similar cir cumstances, with his ship ready to sail. Nelson made up ht mind to desert rather than leave his love be hind. A brother officer In whom he confided his plana managed to argue him out of it and Nelson gave up hla "Maid of the Inn" to sail on to his glorious destiny. White, House Bride. Daughter of Drover Cleveland's law partner, Oscar Folsom. Francis Pol- som married the president In the White House at 22. She was the first White House bride of a president. In 1908 her husband died and five years later Mrs. Cleveland married Thomas J. Preston, Jrt, marking the only In stance In U. S. history when a presi dent's widow remarried. Tomorrow: 18 Hole In One. of KfOWS HOME Wrfrt ARMS TOIL OF WNpia 0PD4S 5CKEEN DOOR. H01M SCREEN D00R OPDi Wrfo R0T WHllE TfeVlKfc lb OPEN neOMf 506R WHICH WOVB lb it LOCKED 1S 5CSEEN POOR 8W6 PWS ScKIH D0CR SHUf WHILE TSHlHfc . OPRl VWrt TW)f AftAlli TOR KtY - ME IMSERfc KE screen poor sinn ses bundles Down picks bundles up, 0rFrrf;BArJ6lN6SrH)f AND UNLOCKS DOOR SWlKSb SCREEN P06P AND WtJcHlNfe FIN6ERS - OPEN" WIDE AND ,SfM5 1rlR0L6H (OopyHgtlt, 1887, oj Tit Ml gyndlcttt. Int.) , ISNW QUICK EK0U6H , SCREEN DOOR SWIN&1W6 SHlK AND CAfCVHNfi HIM A MEAN CRACK FROM BEHIND. 7- S 'MATTER POF By 0. M. PAYNE from seven years and eleven months to eight years In the state peniten tiary. The sentence waa the maxi mum. Judge John Melkle said: "I con sider the sentence Inadequate, but it la not for me but for the legis lature, to make any changes In the law." Ashley based his defense on Insanity. Dies at Wheel. HILLSBORO, Ore., July 7. (AP) Harvey B. Jordan, 65. of Everett, Wn., died at the wheel of his automobile, apparently from a heart attack, near Cornelius Monday, Coroner F. J. Se well reported. Mrs. Jordan, who wai returning to Everett with her husband from Forest Orove. brought the car to a halt when he colapsed. Rites Held for Npsler. HILLSBORO,' July 7. (AP) Fun eral servicea will be held this after noon for Claude Herbert Nosier, 82, grade arhool superintendent here, who died of a heart attack Mondav. Sur. 1 vlvors Include his widow, two sons, Lyle of Portland, and Bruce of Grants Fnss. and a daughter, Mrs. Carl Blck .'on. Taft. TAILSPIN TOMMY Josef Is Cautious! 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