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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.
Immediate Investigation of the
Umatilla project with relation to the
salmon Industry In the Columbia
was demanded by Hoy. who also a.k
ed a similar study of the proposed
Willamette flood control project.
SPRAGUE 10 GIVE
FOURTH ADDRESS
SALEM. June 25. (API Charles
A- SpraRue, Itepublloan ii-.vuir.ee for
governor, will be the principal spenk
er at the Fourth of July celeo: Minn
to be held at the stsf fill ground
here
TT.e celebration Is hetn sp inured
by Capitol p-? No. 0. A .. n i-
?lon.
Automobile raves will be held in
the afternoon.
TISSUES NoTfUPPUED liSJW-
, into $ states at rmMij
corner of u.f.
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N6jffi ' AH MARINE
J SJohh mm, Hl
W$$it British Jockey, jm
ffe W ROPE FOR Mfe.
'V n2w wrt&N rte quit- ffl-& ,1
40
Venrs n Jockey
When Jockey John Osborne, famoua
English rider, hung up his saddle In
1802 he had completed the longest
track record ever made In the history
of the turf.
Osborne was 59 years old then an
old man as far aa active sports com-
petition Is concerned. For 46 years
he had booted mounts home over the
various EnRllah tracks. Osborno died
In 1922 at the ago of 89.
His record calls to mind that Steve
Donoghue. another long-time British
Jockey who retired last year after 31
yeara In the saddle. He was 52 when
he quit the track.
John Faulkner, another English
rider, rode until he was 74 and
never once bet on a race) He got
Into the saddle again at 103 to break
an unruly mare, died at 104 In 1933.
been the scene of controversy on this
point, because of lte great distance
from Austin, Texas' capital.
Rights of Texas
Texas, largest of the United States,
at any time can divide Itself Into five
separate states without consent of
the federal government. In spite of
the fact that the U. S. Constitution
does not sanction such an action.
The right to subdlvldo was granted
the state when It left Its status of a
republic to become a member of the
union In 1845. Only the consent of
the people of Texas Is necessary.
The Texas "Panhandle" has long
Bloodless Tissues
In spite of the fact that your eyes
often become bloodshot, they contain
the only bodily tissues, not served
with blood vessels.
"The cornea and the lens of the
eye are both avascular." a recognized
authority on the subject states.
"However, under certain conditions
blood vessels may and do grow into
the cornea from surrounding tissue.
This condition Is known as vascular
cornea or p annus and is not usually
permanent."
OIL ILL BOM
TAKES 8 L
HOBBS, N. M.. June 25. (AP)
Public and private investigators open
ed Inquiries today Into the mysterious
premature explosion of an oil well
time-bomb, which dealt horrlblu
death to eight persons, one a prom
ti.ment New Mexico financier, and
injured four others.
The blast snuffed out the lives of
George A. Kaseman, 69 -year old
Albuquerque. N. M., banker, and seven
oil workers whom he was watching
as they prepared to "shoot" a well
lu the rich Monument field, about
20 miles southwest of Hobbs.
Phone 542. We'll haul away you:
refuse. City Sanitary Service.
Baker To Huve Radio
WASHINGTON, June 25. (AP)
The federal communications commis
sion today authorized Lduis P. Thorn
ton to erect a radio station at Baker,
Ore., and to operate for an unlimited
time on 1.500 kilocycles with daytime
power of 250 watts, night time ptwer
of 100.
Closing time for Too Late to Clas
sify Ads is 1:30 p m.
Use Mall Tribune Want Ads.
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back with if when he
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JUNIOR'S SWEATER
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JUHIOR A 1AIKIK6-T0 ON HIS
CARELESSNESS. (IM MIDDLE
OF rJl&rtT REMEMBERS HE
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(Copyright, 1938, by The BtD Syndicate, Inc.)
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