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PGE TEH MEDFOTTD MAIL TRTBTTNE, MEDFORP. (TREGO??, THTTR SPAT, 'AUGUST 26, 1937. THE NEIGHBORHOOD LEAGUE By CLUYAS WILLIAMS STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX for further proof addnai the author, facloatnc a stamped envelop tor reply. Bee. V. B. Pat Oft WS Bfl&lBGa 0)3 SSSIBWSMSia) i j j 7n SYNOPSIS: Kay Crondon 0 the Lazy Hint impuleively hlree Tad Gaynor, a jobless puncher. . He help! her tght Josh Hastings, : a "rlendly" neighbor, toho uianti . to get her ranch and marry Kay. Ted and Scrap Johnson, a cow hand who molcstt Kay, hoo( it out, wounding each other. Hast ings tneake up and kill Scrap with Ted't gun. Arretted, Ted it tried for Scrap't murder, but Kay (tope the trial by technical pro tut. When the pom ie talcing Ted back to Montana for a tec ond trial, he escape) and racet to rescue Kay, whom Hastingi hat kidnaped and locked in a cellar, trying to orce her into marriage. Chapter 45 Proof At Last! 1AY clung to him with muffled sobi as hii grasp Involun tarily. tightened. -"Ted! Tedl It im't youl It can't bayou!" There, there!" he loothed, and again following his involuntary impulse, he kissed her hair. With a breathless gasp of hap piness, Kay raised her lips to meet the kiss that must next inevitably find its way to that goal, but with a startled oath, as though awak ening from a dream, Ted drew back. "I've got to get you out of here," he said gruffly. And before Kay could answer, he stooped and grasped her about the knees, rais ing her to the ceiline ODenins. '. "Hang on," he ordered, "and I'll nisi you up. Puzzled and hurt. Kav ffrnd the edge if '.he opening, and the next minute found herself on the floor above. A second or two, and Ted was beside her. "Quick!" He crasned her hanii and pulled her to her feet 'The flrst thing is to get out of here." Together they made for the dim opening that led to the starlit night outside. As they stepped into the street, Ted shoved Kay sharply to the right. Glancing down to discover the reason for his abrupt movement, Kay's eye caught sight of the crumpled black form, slumped against the edge of the road. She snranK Dade against Ted, clutch Ing his hand still more tightly. '7s it Josh HastinM?" "No. Worse luck," Ted growled, leading the way to his mount. Kay hesitated as he motioned ner to tne saddle. "What are you going to do?" she whispered, in sudden fear for him, as the signifl lcance of his appearance became clear to her. "How did you come here? Have you escaped? They'll get you again!" "Never mind that now." As she still hesitated, he stooped and lifted her bodily into the saddle, swinging up behind her. The next moment, they were headed for the open range. i A Note Of Bitternesi A WILD thrill ran through Kay as she remembered that former ride with him. Tor the sec- ona ume, ne naa saved herl She felt again that certainty that he cared for her as she did for him, and she relaxed in his arms. What did it matter where she was going, as long as it was with him? For some minutes they rode on ' without speaking, Ted walking his horse so as to make the least pos sible noise. The silence of the mesa closed over them like a ca ress, and as Kay looked up at the stars, a great happiness and peace stole over her. It didn't matter if neither of them ever spoke again! Nothing mattered but that this moment should stretch out to aternityl "I'm taking you to Cedar Gulch." Ted broke the silence at last, and his voice had a strained, unreal sound. "A train goes through there at 4 a.m. It will stop if you flag it. Get back to Seth and the ranch as quick as you can." "And you?" Kay breathed. "I'm clearing out. There's noth ing to stay here for, except to be framed for a necktie party." His tone had a note of bitterness that made Kay shrink back as though he had struck her. She made no comment, and again they lapsed Into silence, but this time the magic was gone from it Once more Kay felt the bewild ered hurt that Ted's inexplicable change of mood gave her. Inex plicable, at least, except from one angle: that he was in love with Marion Howell, and that what he did for her was simply accepting the chivalrous necessity of getting her out of a mess. If that was the case, she cer tainly wasn't going to let him guess her feeling for him, Kay told herself proudly. She drew slightly away, and straightened up. "How far is it to Cedar Gulch?" About seven miles." "You haven't told me how vou escaped," Kay said after another long pause. In a few words, Ted related his getaway from Farley's posse. "After I leave you, I'm going back to the mountains to lie low until the hunt lets up. First I've jot to see that everything's all right with Marlon Howell, though. I've got a hunch something's mighty wrong." These last words came out in a musing tone, almost as though he was talking to him self. He gave a sudden start as he heard them uttered aloud. "That's a dangerous thing to tell you though isn't it?" he added bitterly. "Maybe you'll want to use it again." , "What do you mean?" Kay"i voice was both hurt and Indig nant. "I don't understand youl" "Oh no! Sure you don't!'r Kay winced at his biting Irony. "I don't!" she declared hotly. "What do you mean?"' "I haven't thanked you for thinking up that clever way to get me a delay." Ted abruptly changed the subject. "And you haven't told me how you got Into Josh Has tings' hands." Kay told her story In her turn, starting with her finding the steel nail head, and tracing It to Josh Hastings' gauntlet Ted gave a sharp exclamation. 'That fits in! Right along, I've been sure that while I was lying wounded by the water there, I came to, and looked up to find him bending over mel" "And he said you were by the water!" Kay excitedly repeated Josh Hastings' slip to her. 'Ted! Do you suppose " I haven't a doubt that he mur dered Scrap Johnson." Ted de clared. "But what can you do about at ur aoout what he did to you?" "I can show him up to the whole world!" Kay asserted recklessly. Ted slowlv shook his head. "Yon can't do itl It'll be only your word against his, and he'll talk you down." "But you can witness I was there, in the cellar of that black smith shop!" "I won't be here. And he could easily point out that I have only your word for it that he was the one to bring you there." Dead Girl's Diary A SUDDEN memory of the note book she had found flashed over Kay. Reaching in her pocket she drew it out. She explained to Ted how she had found it, and also repeated what Josh Hantinn had said in his rage1 about having usea mat piace Deiore. "tie said that!" Ted's every mus cle tensed, and his voice vibrated with so strong an emotion of some sort that Kay twisted around in surprise. "My God! I wonder " He reached for the notebook. "I've got to see this!" He pulled his mount to a halt and swung out of the saddle. Ga thering up some dry bits of brush he struck a spark against a stone with a flint he had in his pocket. Kay slid down beside him, and with bated breath leaned over his shoulder as he opened the note book and read it by the flickering light of the tiny blaze. The first pages seemed to be shopping lists and bits of unre lated memoranda. Then, sudden ly, the writing became cramped and uneven, the lines sometimes crossing, as though it had been written at random in the dark. It was all incoherent and mean ingless to Kay. but Ted muttered a curse as he turned the pages. When he finally closed the book and spoke, his voice trembled. "Proof at last!" He turned to Kay. "This changes everything! I'll be there for the trial! Bin you've got to let me have this! I've got Hastings where I want him." "What is it?" Kay begged. "You must tell me!" It was written bv a elrl he kenl prisoner there in that cellar jtisl as he meant to keep you. Sh( knew he had committed a murdei the murder of the son of the man I was working for. When she finally tot out. she was Insane nnri she committed suicide. He man aged to pin It on me, at leasl ' enough so I had to clear out." He suddenly grasped Kay's hand "Look here! Dn vnn want in hftlr the now? In spite of what you did oeroref "Yes. ves!" In Kav's encempw she overlooked the last part of his sentence. "What can I do?" Get back to Seth. and keen In hiding so Josh Hastings won'1 know where vou are. I've ont in see that Marion's all right. Then, 1 11 give myseit up to Zeke Farley. You keep out of sight until the trial. Then turn ud and tell vnm story. Will you do that?" res," Kay promised quickly. 'Then hurry!" Ted elanced un at the stnrs. "We mustn't miss, that train." Swinging her ud before htm again, he raced at full speed for Cedar Gulch. At the outskirts ol the town, he pulled his mount in and lifted Kay to the ground. "I don't dare bo anv farther." he said. "The station's at the end of this street. You can't miss it." He swung into the saddle and grabbed the reins. Wheeling his horse, he headed for the mountains. Hememberr he cal ed hark over his shoulder. Then without waiting for an answer, he was off at a hard gallop. 'CopirieM, 1ST. Ifarie it .Vertaudi Key lies low at the Laiy Nine, tomorrow. 3 I GRANTS PASS, Atlg. 36. (API Scraping tha railing of bridge whn truck load of hop pickers met an other car, muRclea on the calvea ol Florence Mabel Hoyt'i let were torn loose this morning. She is 1ft. Joyce Olive Orme, 1ft, suffered alloc k ano exposure when the accident burled her Into a slough over which the bridge ii built west of here Paul Bull, 13, suffered mild concussion, which was not believed serious. All are ol this city. Bute Officer Gens Reed said Orde Elden Robinson waa driving th truck to the Hilton hop yard and the chil dren were handing their lens ovci the side He said the truck was crowded, to the rail by an Approach ing car which, In turn, was forced over by pedestrians on the wrong si do of the road. Reed said drivera. passengers and pedestrians were ap parently all at fault. FARLEY WILL VISIT SALEM. Aug. 3 tAP) Poetmaa ter General Jamee A. Parley, chair man of th democratic national com mlttee, will come to Oregon, prob ably in October. W. L. OoeMlii. arc retary to Governor Martin, enld to day on tin return from the national convention ol Young Democrats In Indianapolis. Ooealln aaid Parley definitely pro nuwd to come to Oregon aoon. but did not art a definite date He may &e here to dedicate the new 9ilem p lifllce. Ooaeun, In belieU of Oovernor 4 V $5 nationally Know piiiiardist or Dallas.lexaG, m JAPiKEIHE t&rtZ rV?t IN ONE OUT Of 5 TRIES,,. fae aw ofths coming At lTRrWlN6 0UTTre VlNTfcfie WHERE TtefltWK Of VJRMH hRE erfoRSDu. " WAS 7HE RESULT OF A HZAPACHE -JllUP) WfcRD Howe WRoTE HER fMoutJMtteHYMU OfTrtS REPUBUC" WrEH HE rNWhKENEP OME NIGHT VJiTH h SEVERE HErMtocRE: fSW COUU7NOTS0 &rCK Inspired By a Headache On a visit tn Washington, D. C during the fiery Civil war days of 1861, Julia Ward Howe, the poetess, was escorted through the Union en campment. Here she saw the "watch fires of a hundred circling camps" and heard the Yankee soldiers sing ing their favorite marching song. John Brown's Body." No doubt it waa the somewhat gruesome wordlnc of the line "John Brown's body lies a mould'rlng In the grave . . ." that set her thoughts along the line of writing her own words for theecatchy tune. Retiring early to her room at the ag V 'Vr: tNMgOlEVW.euRoPE ACCUSED PERSON'S THcM CHOOSE BUHVW T -raps orico owe. MARKED WlTrr CROSS THEY WERE fSCQUiTTEO & OifliAT OF COlOKKftflOrC eRiTMN HoW$TiTlt TbTlNV , VbXnc, KLtXMO nfPIMfc CnXzT MrNaasfct SxadiuU. la. old Wlllard hotel, she awakened at midnight with a splitting headache and the "John Brown's Body" tune pounding through her brain. Arising, she took a pencil stub and began writing ... "Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming . , ," In February of the following year as the "Battle Hymn of the Repub lic" her poem appeared in the pages of the "Atlantic Monthly." Two-Family Colony For manv vearn th tinv uiont f Patos off the coast of Venpxupin vm been a sore spot in the diplomatic relations between Great Britain and Venezuela. In 1904 the Venezuelan government Issued a decree claiming the island, but the British govern ment still hangs on to It by right of colonization. The "colony" with which Britain holds the island consists of a flag keeper., an aesslstant flagkeeper and their families. Practically their en tire duty consists of raising and low ering the Union Jack each day. A signalman at Fort George In Trini dad 25 miles away from Patos, re ports daily to the harbor master at Port of Spain, capital of Trinidad, that the flag Is still visible. Tomorrow: Where Were Horse Races Run Without Riders? Martin, Invited Oovernor M. Clifford lownsend of Indiana to come to Oregon for huntlnir and fuhlnv Townsend said he would try to make the trip. PORTLAND. Am. 28 (API Artlvltv awards announced bv Htll Mlltrarv academy today Included Donald Sauer, niamatn Falls, swimming: Robert Hagerman, LaOrande. student's ren- nant. The boys attended summer sessions. PORTLAND SCHOOL HEAD CANDIDATES ARE HEARD PORTLAND, Aug. 28. (API The Portland school board gave prominent mention today to .Ralph B. Dugdale. former eunertntendent of achonL. at Toledo. 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