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PAGE EIGHT fEPFOTlD MATL TRTBrTyfE, "MTDFOTtD, OREGON, STINT) AY, JUXE 26, 1933 Octagon Mouse, BY PHOEBE ATWOOD TAYLOR STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof "address the author, Inclosing a itamped enrelope for reply. Re. V. B. Pt 04. DETOURS By GLUYAS WILLIAMS The Story 80 ar. aavu muuu, cape Cod detective, it investigating yester day's murder of Marina Lome, whose husband' post office mural ha$ aroused Quanomet. She was killed by a left handed blow from her filter's knife and Pant Frye it suspected Pam dis appears alter hiding SSO.000 worth ol ambergris the found. Asey knows tomeone tj after the ambergris and he it trying to locate it Then Jack Lome discovers he was never married to Marina because fhe was already married to Tim Carr, boarder at Oc tec on House. Marina was atso playing around with Roddy Strutt whose plant conveniently crashed the night before. Pam's father. Tim and two troopere have been in the woods be hind the house quite awhile when the barn catches fire Jack and Peggy Boone, an artist, urge Asey to do omethinp, but he calmly watches the barn burn to the around. Chapter 25 Knocked Out ONCE In the.deepening shadow of the pines, Asey dropped his mantle of carefree indifference. He had not actually seen anyone lurking around, but he felt sure that someone was lurking. There had to be. Someone had fired the barn, all right, and Asey was the first to admit that it was an excellent piece of work. Not just as a com Dlcto bit of demolishing, either. The man sidestepped, iwunjj around suddenly and started on on a rignt angle course. Asey start ed to follow, and then stoppefl short. Before him on the ground lay Timothy Carr. He blinked as Asey leaned over him. nnd put a hand vaguely toward the lump on his forehead. "Bi back," Asey said briefly, and itarted off again. "Back what?" Tim said, anfl struggled into a sitting Dosition. The woods and the pins and th branches all danced dizjlv insidi his head, and he groped r.round for his glasses But even after hr found them and cleaned their. twice, everything continued to spin. Finally the scenery slipped back into its normal place, and Tim othv got shakily to his feet. "Hey, Aaron Frye. Aaron, where are your Where s everybody gone Hey Aseyl Asey, where'd vou ch, there you are here. Asev Here" But the man whose face he sav. for the fraction of a second wat not Asey. "Hey, you!" Tim said. "Comi back here all right, then, I'll g( after youl Hey. where'd you go-' What's the big idea, anyway?" The man slid away into the shadows. Tim couldn't even tel what direction he had taken. "The hell," Tim muttered, "wltl the whole lot of you! All right. 1 won't go after vou. I'll sit anc Asey stopped short. "Be back," he said briefly. Someone had done a neat bit of thinking. There was no better way for someono to find out where Pam's ambergris was than to start a fire in the general vicinity, and then sit back and watch to see who ran where. And that person, Asey thought, rould never know how he person ally suffered, sitting there on the porch and spinning yarns, while he fairly itched to be hunting the Octagon House from attic to cellar. The woods were thicker than he had supposed existed any more, what with all the reforesting and deforesting that had taken place In the neighboring towns. The air was damp, and the tops of the tall pines cut out what twilight there was left Not the sort of place, defi nitely, where Asey would care to meet up with those two muscle bound servants that belonged to Roddy Strutt. He stopped for a moment to tie 1 shoestring, and for the first time It occurred to him that he was be ing tjriiled. He couldn't hear any one "he carpet of pine needles was too thick to carry the sound of footsteps but he knew. He could almost feel the presqnee of some one behind him. "Ho-hum," he said aloud, and started back the way he had come. He couldn't see anyone hiding in the dense growtn. And then suddenly someone to his left stnrted to run. Asey set off In pursuit. within 10 yards, he knew that he would never catch the figure that twisted and turned and side stepped so nimbly ahead of him. It wasn't so much a question of speed. It was the combination of the slippery pine needles and his leather soled shoes. Those were the things thnt would lick him. When he changed to his paint ing clothes, he'd climbed Into an old pair of work shoes from the back shed. Each sl.oe weighed five pounds, he decided as he stumbled along, and the soles were so drv and brittle that they might have been made of wood. Where's Everybody?' GRABBING at a tree to save himself from a fall, Asev yanked the shoes off, and then dashed to catch up with the figure ahead. An unexpected patch of blackberry vines made him wince and wish that he had kept the old clodhoppers on But he was sain ing on the figure If he could keep up, he'd get the fellow before he reached the edge of the clearing. wait. Hldo and seek in the woods or fun for the boarders! Come to Octagon House. No modern inv provemonts, but plenty of old fashioned action." 'Bad Mans' BUT after sitting and waiting foi nearly a quarter of an houi Tim marched oiT toward when Asey had disappeared. He found 'Asey, too. Lying under a pine. rie blinked as Timothy leaned over him, and put a hand toward the lump that was beginning t rise on his forehead. "So you got tagged too. dir you?" Tim said. "I didn't even un derstand you were in the game. "Neither did I." Asev said. "M my!" "It's best not to open your eye? right away." Tim advised. "I speak with authority. Too many thing? move too much. Asev. who is this stranger with homicidal tenden cies? i don't like him." "I didn't sec him," Asey said "but he's a near relation to Jo Louis. Did you catch sight of thi lad?" "I had a glimpse of someone ' Tim said, "shortly after vou left I suppose it was our pal. Look when vou feel uo to it. we'd bettei seek out the bush where Aaron'.1- probably stretched out. Or did vou happen to find him?" Asey sat up. "A a r 0 n? Look what's been going on here, any way?" "There are bad mans In the woods," Tim told him. as he Merit ed a cigarette. "They hit folks over the head. I lon't quite under stand the game, Asey. Aaron wan dered away from Gran and me just the way he kept wandering ai mat cinmoaKe. I went after him I heard him call me. That's all 1 can tell you. En route to the noise 1 got tacged. Then vou Deercd a! me d'you know vou were quin tuplets? You were. And then I came here and found vou. 1 think." he rubbed his forehead reflective ly. "that the curtain has been low ered to denote i lapse of consider able time. It wasn't nearly as darl as this, when I got biffed Look we 11 have to find Aaron befon this trickle of grey light disap pears. He ought to be in Ihe vicin itv. Let s scour. But Aaron was not In the vicin Ity, nor could they find any tract of him. iCetmttt it.'i m,v 4nrwd r.;,i Who la roaming the woods? Contin ued tomorrow. FISHERMEN IRKED BY 01 PLANNERS PORTLAND, June 35. ( AP) Gov. ernmcnt officials who "plan cinm first and consult flshfrlps people af terward" were atualled In an addrew to the Iwiak Wanton league hv M T. Hoy, master flah warden of Oregon, yenterday. Speaking after Harlan B. Holmes, aquatic biologist with the United States engineers who described the proposed Umatilla rapid dam. Hoy declared "fisheries men have no chance In these plans. "Every other phase of the dam U given careful study but nobody is Mtlgned to atudy the probable effect upon flah life," Hoy added. 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