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PAGE KH1HT MKPFOUIJ MAIL TKIBUNE, MKDFUKIJ, OREfiQN'. RUST) AY. JUNE 19. DOUBLE ORDERS STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address tba author, Inclosing a stamped envelops for reply. Beg. U. S. Pat 04. By GLUYAS WILLIAMS BY PHOEBE ATWOOD TAYLOR rho Story So Far: Atey Mayo. Cape Cod detective, it Investigating the murder of Marina Lome, whose hut band't poll office mural has aroused Quanamet. She Wat killed by a left handed blow from her tister't knife. Suspected Pam Frye disappears be cause tomeone who tmoket Turkish tobacco is trailing her to ditcover the whereabouts of S50.0Q0 worth of am bergrit she found. Agreeable Tim Carr. boarder at the Frye't Octagon House, is left handed, tmoket Turkish tobacco, and hated Marina. And Roddy Strutt, whose alibutng plane crash looks deliberate, is offering a reward for the murderer, Asey de cides to locate Pam't ambergrlt and make sure it Is safe. Chapter 19 Asey Putties The Windows ASEY backed his truck into a ' driveway, and finally man aged to maneuver along to a lane leading to the network of back roads. After plowing interminably through sandy ruts, he at last turned off on a road which even tually wound past Octagon House and the Lome cottage. An amazingly small group, a mere handful, waited outside the barbed wire barrier. For the most part, they looked like local people. Asey leaned out and inquired what had become of the tourists. The man shrugged. "I don't know. I guess they're up town. Ihey don t seem to care much "For gosh sakes." the trooper said wearily, "go putty your damned windows ana shut your face! Hey hey. Ding!" He yelled to still another trooper who was lust entering the house. "Thii guy's going to putty the windows. He s all right. He s harmless. nun, -vacjr bhiui -w sound badly ruffled, "it sure takes you fellers a long time to make vour minds up! Swinging the putty pail and gripping the putty knife, he made a slow and searching circuit of the house. The cellar windows were large four-paned things, and they needed putty just about as badly as he thought they would. He could Duttv Dracticallv till dooms' day, or until someone got suspi cious and sent him away. From what he could gather by peering through the windows, the cellar floor plan was a strange and wonderful thing. The hall appar ently ran diagonally through the place, slicing me octagon ana leav ing visible two triangular small rooms, two rectangles slightly bashed and two hybrid rooms that seemed to have at least six walls apiece. He rather hated to contemplate what happened in the middle of the place, beyond his line of vision. He strongly sus pected that there was a circular staircase to the first floor, at the very least. 'A Lovely Idea' 'pHE trooper stopped him as hi I started a second trip about the outside. The policeman barred Asey's way. about the murder, or the mural either. They're just out for a good time." "TJien 1 guess," Asey said, "I can get this loom dumped. I been tryin all day to dump it here, an' they wouldn't let me. The policeman at the barrier, overhearing Asey's remark, an nounced that he couldn't dump it now, either. "I'd like to know why," Asey said crossly. "Pam Frye ordered this loom, an I've brought it, an' I can't waste any more time cart in' it around, an I need my truck. I can't see how I'm goin' to hurt anyone, just dumpin' a little loom, an doin some work I been paid to do." He spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear, and the group promptly took his side. What harm was a little loam, if a man needed his truck? They discussed the situation with gusto until the officer bowed to public opinion and let Asey through. Asey shoveled half the loam Into a neat pile by the back porch, while another trooper watched him suspiciously. "Now, Asey put down his shovel, "now, mister, I want to see Aaron Frye. Ask him " "You can't" "Well, then, you go ask him what windows he wants me to be- ?in puttin' putty on first, mister, got work to do." You can't see Frye, and you can't do any work around here," the trooper said. "Beat it." 'lie's Harmless' ASEY took a can of putty and a knife from the front seat of the truck. "Pam Frye hired me last week to fix these windows," he said, "an' I'm a-goin' to fix windows. An' who do you bunch of Cossacks think you arc? Go get your boss an tell him to arrest a man that's goin' about his busi ness, doin' his work he's paid to Jo. Go on well, whyn't you go?" "Listen," the trooper said, "do you have to make trouble?" "Who's mnkin' trouble?" Asey said. "I ain't makin' trouble. I'm just goin' to putty up some win dows, like Pam Frye hired me to do last week. Want you to putty the windows, says she. All right, says I. I'll putty em Sat'-day aft noon, when I bring you the loom for the back flower bed. If a fel ler's promised to putty windows, an' he's got just so much time to putty windows in, then he's got to putty the windows when "If you're going to putty," bro ther," he said, "you putty. Hear me? Puttvl" Asey sighed plaintively. "Looky here," he said, ' some of these win dows needs putty more'n others does. How can I tell which needs it most, if you keep stnppin' an' interruptin an dotnenn me sor "Get going!" "All right." Asev said. "All right. I'll get going. No respect for a man's work, that's what's the matter with this world." He made his way to the tri angular furnace room window and removed all the putty from one pane with such deft celerity as (o remove also whatever sus picions the trooper might have been entertaining. Then he pro ceeded to putty, with infinite care. A slight noise in the first floor window above temporarily dis concerted him, He looked up to find the greenest parrot he had ever seeji staring down at him fix edly from a perch in a cage. On the window sill lay Emma Gold man, surveying him with a skep tical eye. tmma, he heard Mrs. uarr s voice as she entered the room. "Emma, must you park under that bird? Can't vou lust be a good cat. and sit, and relax, and breathe the nice air? You cannot get that par rot, and don't you try. She'll snap at you. Toots, you're the worst fiarrot I ever saw if you don't ike Emma, why don't you let her know it?" They enioy this refined skir mishing." Tim said, and closed the door. "Well, on the whole, what do you think of things, Gran?" I thinK, on the whole, she saia. that we have been sufficientlv open and garrulous to allay suspi cions. It was a lovely idea of yours, Timmy, and I give you full credit You re masterly wun details, i al ways thought so. The only real point is. where did she put it? Where, in God's name did the girl put it?" Asey felt as tnougn someone naa hit him sharoly between the eyes "Where did she put it?" Sirs Carr asked again. "Where?" Timothy sighed. "1 don't know, Gran. All I'm sure of is that she hid it somewhere. No one's brought it to light yet so it still must be here. Its got to be And by heaven, I'm going to find it!" Cefiiiht. 19!t. fW Tsrlnl What are the Carrs up to? Contin ued tomorrow. Tea Party Tax Was Six Cents; Now British Are Paying Sixteen By I'KESTON GKOVER WASHINGTON Time flies, incl it n ow develop that enemy Airplane on ahake more taxei out of tea-ctrtnkera than the old-time (ear of British redcoau. England recently raiwd Its tax on t from '2 cent a pound to IS ceir-s and while the English don't chw tt especially, they are paying it with out threat of staging Ua-partiea such as added hlatortcaj re.U to our pre Rsjivolutlonary dnya. The money, of course, I going to build up defenses for the Brl'Ui lstes. which right now are roncernd over the prospect of having f'eeta of bombers come over from th eoMl nent. Just (or the cake of couiparib.in tt could be mentioned that the tax whtch precipitated the Boston Tea Party wa about six cent pound barely less than t third of the tax the British now are levying upon themelve. The fear of British redcoats wai not enough to convince the nkee colonist they should pay the tr.x although to be rure the circumstance then were far different from thrwe affecting the present British ten fx The complaint of the colours was that the money was intended to help rsTJ XSfff. fist TJf ISM If . ,S- ' Xr-lifl fit Jtit jknr.'JftM ft- it.t;U; wp-sD AN wmfcHfc WOMBS wrTrt r fiafs-rUPQ WfTU Moose &LUi v J 1 1 " " ffvrfSintpeort.N.MT.. hfbaceRhMAte..Carrjfio ) mms PRo?" tOOOMIl&FRoM CMZAWHL HOWfcRP PftHltlS, . Reddndo Peach, Caf., CAWK CfcRlCMURK, WESTERN SCENES, TC lr , FOR Tools He Vihzc&Hiev mm VtV IBM 0M6ylftR... lt- vd' JfffcMts WTw -POINTED SfM? WlTH ONE OT, or Tl1 fou? ft saiME piece o? fweR x y lt) "ft -shown MO cur ON . (QsW POTTEP HH6m. nA Moose-OItie Propeller Pilot B. a. Fullerton, R. 0. A. P., found himself in an embarrassing position when. In .March. 1020, he was stranded 1.000 mile from civili zation with a broken propeller, at Port Simpaon. N. W. T. The Ice had not yet gone out of the Mackenzie river; communication with Edmonton. Alta., would be Impossible for months. There was nothing to do, Fullerton decided, but sit and wait for spring to come. Then Walter Johnson, a Port Simp son ex-cabinet maker, proposed a daring plan. He thought he could whittle a propeller If he had the right kind of wood. A search of the settlement disclosed supply of sleigh boards, well sea soned, in a warehouse. A number of these could be cut to shape and glued together if glue were avail able. Somebody suggested boiling down an old pile of moose hides. The trick worked: after days of working with crude trools, Johnson completed the propeller. Dramatically Pilot Puller ton fitted It to hla ship. A short test flight proved It was satisfactory: at 1,500 revolutions per minute It pulled the two-ton. metal, Junkers monoplane smoothly through the air. Strange aa It seems. Fullerton lift ed hla plane from the Ice -covered Mackenzie -river on April 21 only a few hours before the ice broke up end soared away 400 miles to Bear lake, near the frontier town of Peace River, Alberta, covering the distance in four hours with the odd moose glued propeller! Razor Blade Artist One year ago Howard Daniels, artist of Redondo Beach, California, had "never carved so much as a tooth pick." Today, strange as It seem, he has created a new field of art with almost unlimited possibilities. Daniels carve pictures from pieces of driftwood, using as hi only tool common safety razor blades-r-thereby solving the problem of what to do with them after shaving. He has created one hundred piece so far. including portraits and caricatures of famous stage, screen and radio stars and scene of western and mission life. England finance the very redcoats which were kept over here to keep the Yankees In "subjection." When the shoe was on the other foot the colonists paid tea taxes. The United States popped a tariff on tea in 1781). ranging from six cents to 46 cents, nd this was doubled when the gov ernment needed money to fight the British in 1812. Tea hasn't been taxed or tariffed In this country since 1903 when a 10 percent Spanish war levy wa repeal ed. But somebody has got to pay for these battleships. Oxford Union society, of Oxford. England, decided by a majority of 14 votes not to admit women under graduates as debating members. Cartridges Betray Hunter. STANDISH. Mich. (UP) Four empty cartridges left beside an il legally killed fawn enabled conser vation officers to run down the hunting violator two months after the season closed. Aided by ballistics experts, they traced the shells to Lewis Schemesky, Flint factory work er, who pleaded guilty. S-fMtfSOlrf-rOfiARAse POR FATHER 10 6ffriE BOOK HE LFFf IM 1"n CPiK 60IKG URSfAlRS, FA- 1HE cnmrt6 has he GW-fHEBOOk? BUf MtfrtER CM.1SD MM 8BCK iO 6E HIS SWEATER. BECAUSE tVS SPRIMKUN6 fffWS PoWN 5fRU66llK6 MfOSWEKfER, M01HER. LUH6 FRAM KlTcHDJ 1b BRING HER DOWN WITH HM GOES UP AND COMES DoWrtfoFiHDOttf WHERE HER GLASSES ARE UlllXlAMS RETURNS AND Wte SlftSSES, FATHER., CfUMG NOW row WdWElbHURRV UP AND 6EftrW800K AffmSTOMf MOTHER' SHOUTS FROM KlfcHEW SHE HEARS WATER RUMNlWS. 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