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MEDPOKD MATL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON. TUESDAY. SEPTEMBER 21, 193T.
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By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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BY HULBCRT FOOTMKR te&Mhfl
STttlOPSls: riealati, fliuhy
Pretcott fanntn? kidnaps Janet,
Baltimon jirl, aboard hit
vocht. Sne tends word to Net. I, a
young federal agent 'jho lovet
her. Ruehlno to Absalom'i Har
bor, he boaTds the yacht and inds,
in a locked cabin, Fanning shot
dead and Janet in a faint, a gun
beside her. Weill rows her to the
disused liners kept up the river
and hides her in the best suite.
Back at the villaoe hotel, he re
sumes his fisherman role to watch
developments. The village is hys
terically excited over the murder.
Button Bfllinos, Justice of the
peace, is called.
Chapter IS
Blood On Your Knee
A TALL Haunt old man in de
i cent Sunday blacks came
down the companionway behind
Neill and pushed through with an
air of authority. He had a thin
irray beard that waved with every
movement and an expression of
Sim piety, tie jooicea nxe a pic
re out of an old book. This was
Mr. Button Billings, justice of
the peace. Neill breathed a little
easier. No special danger here.
As a matter of fact, as soon aa
Mr. Billings entered the after
cabin a conflict of authority arose.
"What's this? What's this?" he
wanted to know. "Why didn't you
wait lor me?
Virgil looked at him with a mix'
lure of respect and exasperation.
Ha tossed his badly chewed cigar
through the porthole and stuck a
fresh one in his mouth. "We are
lust looking into the evidence, Mr.
Billings.
"That is mv iob."
Virgil let him have his way. Mr.
Billings stood in the middle of the
cabin stroking his shaven upper
lip, looking -down at the body,
looking all around. He frowned at
uie smitten siewuru on ute huih.
"Did he do it?" he asked Virgil.
The man jumped up with a cry.
"No, sirl Nol It was me who found
himl He was stiff and cold then.
He "
Mr. Billings silenced him with
wave of the hand. "All in good
time. We'll sit on him first."
"That's not the way they do It,"
Virgil burst out. 'They collect the
evidence first, and then hold the
inquest."
"It's nothing to me what's done
to other places," said Mr. Billings,
"we have our own ways. Always
when a body is found we sit on it
Immediately."
' "We don't know who he Is yet,"
said Virgil. "He called himself
Barrett, but there's no proof of it."
"Well, if we don't now who he
Is, then he's an unknown person,"
aid Mr. Billings crushingly.
"They'll call us hicks In the
paper," muttered Virgil.
The old man ignored the re-
murk. "This place is too small to
hold it here," he said. "We'll carry
him ashore."
"The evidence is here."
"What evidence?"
"The gun; the bullet that was
hot out of it; the smashed door."
"I will swear in a jury from
among those present, and they can
view the evidence."
"We ought to take steps to catch
the murderer first."
Mr. Billings flattened him with
a gesture. "We will proceed in due
order, Virgil."
A jury was duly sworn In Mr.
Billings had a testament in his tail
pocket and with difficulty steered
around the little cabin. Twelve
solemn - faced fishermen and
clerks, they took their responsi
bilities seriously. Mr. Billings then
requested them to carry the body
up on deck and to lay it in one of
the skiffs alongside.
The Jury's Verdict
XHRGIL, desperately rolling the
V cigar between his teeth, made
another plea for delay. "Anyhow,
wait till Mark Bonniger comes.'
Mr. Billings drew himself up.
"What's Mark Bonniger got to do
with it?"
"I have requested him to take
eharge of the case."
"Mark Bonniger Is not an of
ficer!" "He's a student and a traveler,"
said Virgil. "He knows how these
things are done."
"You have gone beyond your
self In this matter, Virgil, said
Mr. Billings severely. "We all re
spect you as a citizen, but you hold
no office. I am the representative
of the law in this district"
Virgil flung up his hands. The
cigar tossed like a ship at sea.
Neill was well pleased to see the
body carried ashore. The officious
Mr. Button Billings was doing all
he could to make the finding of
the killer more difficult.
A freight shed on Longcone's
wharf was designated as the place
to hold an Inquest. The solemn
Jury and the witnesses disap
peared inside and closed the door.
While he waited, Neill circulated
unobtrusively among the crowd,
watching and listening for any
thing that might threaten danger.
He was startled when he acciden
tally caught sight of his own
strained face in the mirror of a
slot machine.
An hour later the verdict was
announced: "Man unknown shot
to death by person or p . .n
known." Neill could scarcely be
lieve his ears. Was it possible they
were going to drop the whole
thing? No such luck. When he saw
Virgil Longcope's shrewd eyes and
active cigar he knew it wasn't go
ing to be dropped.
Virgil was the only source of in
formation as to what was really
happening. Neill was unable to get
hold of him again, but the nature
of his activities leaked out of the
little office from time to time.
Mark Bonniger, it appeared, was
away from home, and they were
telephoning all over for him.
Meanwhile Virgil had got the gov
ernor himself on the phone, and
had arranged that as soon as Bon
niger was found he should be
sworn in as a special officer. Thus
he got ahead of Mr. Button Bil
lings, v
Virgil had a keen sense of the
value of publicity. He telephoned
the news to the Washington and
Baltimore newspapers and it was
said that the reporters were rac
ing down in a fleet of cars.
"I'm going to have this matter
handled right!" Virgil was heard
to shout. "I'm gonna put Absalom's '
on the map!" Neill's breast tight
ened, hearing this. He dreaded the
reporters just now.
This Man Bonniger
XTEILL felt an anxious curiosity
li concerning this Bonniger
whose name was on everybody's
lips. His fate and Janet's depended
on the kind of man he proved to
be. By keeping his ears open and
asking an occasional question, he
built up a mental picture of Bon
niger. A quiet man. A widower In his
middle forties, and the last rep
resentative of a family tnat nao
been prominent in the county
since it was first settled. The Bon-
nigers were not the sort of people
tnat money stucK to, ana tne iam
ilv estate had declined since the
Civil war, but Mark still had good
tobacco and corn land ana blooaen
riding horses, tie lived alone in
his old house. "Lordship's Grace,"
20 miles up river.
Mark Bonniger s neighbors re-
?arded him with a mixture of
amiliarity and awe. They felt that
he belonged to them though they
rarely saw him. He was a great
traveler and would be awav for
months at a time without anybody
knowing of it until he got back.
He never went around, but he had
good friends. Like Virgil. Virgil
thought the world of him. Virgil
had teen trying for years to get
him into public life, like all the
Bonnigers before him.
Chiefly, however, the men spoke
of Bonniger's insight into character.
You can t fool Mark Bonniger!
He will let you think you are fool
ing him, but he is fooling you. . .
Virgil Longcope, he made no mis
take when he picked Mark Bon
niger to solve tnis case. . . . Mark
Bonniger can see further into a
stone wall, than most men." And
so on. And so on.
All this was disquieting. Neill
saw that in remaining on the spot
he hact cast himself In a difficult
role. His thoughts turned to Janet.
He wished that he haa her nld-
den further away. Too dangerous
to try to move her now. He longed
to be with her.
Later he learned that Mark Bon
niger had been found and was be
ing rushed to Annapolis so that the
governor could swear him in.
As he was circulating in the
hotel lobby, picking "up a word
here and there it was only idle
gossip to the crowd, b.ut to Neill
it meant everything he hap-
Cened to glance at the letter rack
ehind the desk and was surprised
to see a letter in his box. Upon his
asking for it, a plain white en
velope was handed him. Nothing
but the room number was written
on it. Inside he found a half sheet
of nole-imper with a note pencilled
in a clerkly nana:
You been foinp round oil
tnornina with blood on your
knee. You better wash it out
beort the investigator comet.
It was like an unexpected icy
shower. Taking care to keep his
face, Neill went quietly up the
stairs. In his room he stared at his
reflection in the mirror. It was
true! There was a brownish-red
stain on his left knee as big as a
quarter.
He must have got It when he
had knelt beside Fanning's body
in the cabin of the yacht. Tha
breeches were an old, soiled pair,
and one spot more had escaped his
notice. The thought of his careless
ness brought the sweat out on him.
A trained sleuth, it seemed, could
be as blind a fool as anv crook
when it came to covering nis own
tracks.
Ho slipped out of his breeches In
order to wash them. An ugly anx
iety made him set his Jaw. Who
had written this note? It brought
back to mind the unexplained
happenings of the night before.
Who was the sharp-eyed individ
ual watching his every move? Who
was there in Absalom's who knew
so much about him? And hoio
much more did lie know?
fcwr,i, itrr. h HtiM rM
Mark nonnlger takes rharfa of the
invrtlcattnn. tomorrow.
LEWIS ENJOYS P
WASHINGTON, Sept. IS. (API
John L lwli, chalrmnn of the
committee for tmtiiMrial Orgamta
tlon. mid alter e, White Houiw call
Wwineaday, he had "a very pleaaaot
ronri-renre with the prculdent."
"We talked over a number of mat
ters of mutual Inlrreat to the presi
dent and myaolf," the heavy-set.
bushy-browed labor leader wild.
AiOird whether his rivent anewh.
Interpreted by some a it nuking the
president, had been mrnllrmr-d. Lrwli '
tald ha hmA "no furt hr ,mm,,nk - I
In an addrcaa on September S, Lewis
awrlwl that "It 111 behooves one who
he anpprd at labor's table and who
hae been sheltered In labor'a houce to
curne with equal tcrvor and tllie Im
partiality both labor and Ita adrer
Mirlra when they become locked In
deadly embrace."
Prior to hie talk. Mr. ltooeevelt had
need the Shakespearian quotation.
"A plaue on both your house,"
with irtrrenoc to etremlta In the
mimmer'a eteel Mrlkea In which the
CIO waa Involved.
Home Well I'okIn)
martins raittY. o. rrr)
Quaratine reflations have hit doub
ly the home of Roy Stewart end his
children. Two signs, one tor measles
and one for whooping cough, are die-played.
WINDOW OI.ABS we sell window
.-lass and will replace your broken
windows reasonably. Tronbrtdas Cab-
tntt Works.
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UtHMibl Intlata. It4
Battle of Gettysburg.
"For want of the nail the shoe was
lost:
For want of the ahoe the horse was
lost;
For want of the horse the rider waa
lost;
For want of the rider the battle was
lost;
For want of the battle the kingdom
waa lost;
And all for the want of a horseshoe
nail."
Thle nursery Jingle, with a few al
terations, might well have been writ
ten to lit the event surrounding
the battle of Gettysburg, strange as
It seems. It waa for want of ehoea
that the battle waa started and tor
want of victory that the cause of the
Confederacy was lost.
With many of his men either bare
footed or poorly shod. Major General
Heth, commanding a division of
Confederate troops, sent a brigade
tinder Pettlgrew to Gettysburg for
supply of shoes on June 30. 1863.
They were about to enter Oettysburs
when 'advance eoouto discovered the
presence of Yankee troops.
Pettlgrew hastily returned to Con
federate headquarters and reported
his discovery, whereupon Lee march
ed hie army on Gettysburg to find
out what union force waa there. In
doing so he precipitated the battle
of Gettysburg, the turning point of
the civil war.
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THIS IS STATION B-A-B-Y BESIKM1N6
THE RE6UIAR NIGHTLY1 BROADCA&f
IN WHICH K5 STAR WILL EHfCR-fAlM
Wrfrt VOCAl RENDER1MS6
Is s i
of the old Familiar sows "I'm .
10NELV " AMD " I DON'T KNOW WHAT I
WANT, BOT 1 WANT It"
Followed by " I wont go-To sleep
-and that impassionep ballad "oh
DAPDV, COME AND WALK WITrl ME!"
AND CONCLUDING WITH frtE WlSTFOL.
SONS " WOH'T S0MEB0DV PAY SOME
rVfreNTiON 0 ME ?"
(Copyright, 1937, by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.)
STATION B-A-B-Y NOW SI6NIN6 OFF
JNTiL TOMORROW NI6HY AT THE
USUAL "TiME
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By 0. M PAYN
Ivan Turgpnltf.
BuMtan arletoorat of the 19th
century considered it degrading to
speak the language of their own
country. Their children were usual
ly tutored In French, German and
English, but no Russia n waa taught
them. Such was the case with Ivan
Turgenlef, ranked one of the world's
greatest novelists. His knowledge of
Russian, the language, with which he
won his greatness, was almost entire
ly picked up through associating with
the family servants.
Tomorrow: Where Are Birds Vscd
an Christian Missionaries?
T
HEARNGSLATED
GRANTS PASS, Sent. lfl.fAP.
The Interstate commerce commission
has designated Examiner Molster to
conduct hearings October 13 Jn Port
land on three phases of railroads
from the Rogue river valley to the
6e.
C, H. Demaray, receiver of Califor
nia to Oregon Coast railroad, said the
applications of the city of Grants
Pas to acquire, the remaining Inter
est In that road and to continue It
to Crescent city, Calif., would be
heard.
Also before the examiner will come
the case of the Gold Coast railroad,
which Gilbert E. Gable would con
struct from Port Ortord to a Junc
tion with the Southern Pacific at Le
land, north of here.
Phone 643. We'll haul awoy your
refuse. City Sanitary Service.
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AFTER TOMMY HAD
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MRS. BENTLY's DPATH.
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THREE-POINT, THE
TRANSPORT, FLOWN
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STEWARDESS, HAS
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