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PAGE EIGHT MEDFOTW MATL TRIBUNE, tfEDFOTCD, OREGON. TUESDAY, JULY 12, 1938. Octagon Hou BY PHOEBE ATWOOD TAYLOR Ttaa Star; So Part Attv Mayo, Caps Cod detective, it inusstloatino the murder of Marina Lome, whou Aus band's post otfice mural has enraoed Quanomet. She was fcflld by a iett handed blow from the knife of her sister Pam Frie, who lives in ucta nnn House. Interested parties are. Tim Carr, once married to Martna; Jack Lorne, the artist; Roddy Strutt, whose plane crashed the night of the murder. Peggu Boone, another art ist; Jenninos, an irate plumber; and persons unknown who smoke Turkish tobacco, ournea aown mm biffed Asey, Tim and Pom's father, and destroued Jack's mural sketches. Misslno Is a 150,000 lump of amber oris bclonoino to Pam. nterviewlno Roddy's mjurea ptiot, naey kut the crash was deliberate, and that Manna and a lot of others had prob ably seen the ambernris from the plane before cam rouna u. Chapter 38 Public Eyesore No. One "I HAD to hear the tory of Rod 1 dy's pilot," Asey told the Con gressman, "before I could do any thing. But you don't need to worry about making the Strutts mad. Just stick all the blame on me, an in the end, who knows but what you'll get a field house an' gym thrown in with the park? Elliott, inct hprn thinkin'. 1 never did get a good look at the mural. I bust out laughin' so on my first view, I had to leave before 1 got to the parts with the local boys In 'em. YOU got pun enougn to get mc uitu the post office on Sunday?" Elliott smiled. "Have 1 got pull? Asey, I have a nlH nlated kev. all mv own. If you want to get into the post office, we'll go to my house and get the key, and have a private view of tuanomets ruDuc cyesoio num ber One." "I'll trail you over," Asey said. Elliott's house was a long ram bling place with so many ells and additions that even an architect would have had trouble picking out the original Cape Cod half house that had been the basis of it all. "My daughter's around some where," Elliott said. "I' think she knows where the key is Jeanl Hey, Jean where are you? Jeanie, you know Asey Mayo, don't you? My daughter, Mrs. Dunn. Jean, Where's that gold post office key, d'you know?" "That thing?" Jean wrinkled up her forehead. "Teddy had it last. He was playing St. Peter and the Gates of Heaven with it didn't you give it to him?" "Well, yes, I guess 1 did," Elliott said. "Bui I need it now. Find it for me, will you?" "Father, darling, when Ted plays with things, it's not the easiest thing in the world to find them on two seconds' notice. You shouldn't have given him the key, if you really wanted it intact. But I'll see what 1 can do. Maybe Della'll know where it is" Delia, a slightly distraught look ing nursemaid, admitted that she hadn't seen the key since the baby played with it Saturday morning. "Maybe he swallowed it," Jean said, as though that were the sim plest solution. "Oh, no!" Delia protested. "I'm ure he didn't He hasn't swallowed anything for a week. Perhaps the little Westover girl would know. She was playing with Teddy" "Come, come," Elliott said, "come, cornel We've got to find that key! Really, Jean, I know I let Ted play with it, but I see no rea son why the whole damn country side has to use it as a plaything!" "Darling, climb down," Jean aid. "I want that key! You go find It. Go shake the children Dy their heels. Stand 'em on their heads. Peer into their tonsils, if you want. But go find that key!" "Sometimes," Jean said, "I wish you were a simple taxpayer. Delia, come on. We'll see if the Westover infant has any thoughts on the matter. What did they put in that mole hole, d'you kno " "No respect, that's what," Elliott said. "They treat me like an elder ly neighbor, the whole lot of 'em, and-ft "An" you love it," Asey said. "Well, yes, I suppose I do. Come on In, and we'll wait for 'em to find the key. It'll turn up. You can't lose things like that I ve got a col lection of teeth I've been trying to mislay for years. I've often won dered, why do people think that Congressmen want teeth? I've got whale teeth and dog teeth and In dian teeth. All kinds. But would that stand me a new upper set? Not on your tintype." Mad Uouse AT THE end of an hour, Joan wandered out to the barn game room. "Oh, here you are," she said. "Look, it's awfully funny. The Westover child let thj little Lake boy have the key, and he says with bland finality that someone took it away from him." "Come now, Jean!" "That's true. Father. I won't go Into the details of the game they were playing" "Who? The Lake boy or the someone, or what?" "Don't be so impatient, dear. They were playing Jail delivery, and the Westover child was the Eangster in prison, and the little ake boy was the mob that was go ing to get him out " ''The youth of this country," El liott began. "Ssh, dear. It took hours to make sense out of things, and I want to tell you while I still have things straight The Lake boy went off to consult with Ted Ted was the G-man who was foiling things, if that makes you any happier and he left the key with his gun, over by the lilac hedge. And someone took it. The Lake boy saw him running off, and yelled, but the person Deat it, ana the Lake boy thinks he went off in a car. Lake didn't dare tell anyone at the time. He just said he'd mislaid it, and Ted was so busy with his new cro quet set that Ray brought him yes terday afternoon that he forgot all about the key. So there you are." "It's a mad house, Asey," Elliott said sadly. "Other people's houses run all right. Why can't mine? Here's a simple little key. Can it be found? No. It's St. Peter's key to heaven, it's the prime factor in a jail delivery. Babies teethe on it And finally, strangers swoop out of my lilac hedge and snatch it from the mouths of babes and sucklings, or words to that effect I ask youl What's the matter, Asey? What did you say?" "I said," Asey told him, "that I wish you'd call up the post master, an' tell him to meet u- over in Quanomet as soon as n." "What oh, Jonah, you mean? All right, I'll call him. But you don't really think anyone took the key, do you? What ever for? Who'd have known what key it was?" Elliott sounded a little anxious. "Wasn't there t public presenta tion of keys, on the da the office opened?" Asey asked. "Well, yes. It was a sort of inci dent in the opening. You know, sandwiched in after the soprano sang, and before the band had its (ling. They gave out half a dozen keys, to the Governor and a Sena tor or two, and me" "An' plenty of people," Asey said, "saw you bein' presented with it" "Yes, yes, I suppose they did. But how would anyone know that the little Lnka child was eoine to nlav jail delivery with it over by the lilac neage me next aiiernoonr Elliott demanded. -. What Are Sou Waiting For?' THEY wouldn't," Asey said. "But if someone was waitin' around, waitin' for the chance to swipe your key, I don't see but what they could swipe it from the Lake child with the greatest of ease. An' after all. it'd be easier to swipe from you man trom tne Gov'nor or the rest when did they take the key, in the aft noon? "The early afternoon some time," Jean said. "Of course the children don't know the exact time. Its rather a wonder tney remember the day. Look, I've been thinking Is it right to go strew ins Dost office keys around in any such loose fashion? 1 thought the interior of post offices were like altars, sort of sacred and all." They re just Keys to me iront Dart." Elliott said. "Thev don't let you in to anything but the front part where the mural is. But look here, why wouldn't someone steal the keys from Jonah? From the post master? Why should they pick on me?" 'I wouldn t know, Asey said tactfully. But it occurred to him that it would be far simpler to swipe a key from this easy going household than trom tne quano met post master, who took himsell and his job with great seriousness. "Oh. this is all a lot or non sense!" Elliott said. "1 don't believe anvone took the kev. Probably we can find It if we get out rakes and scrape around. I don't think any one wanted to steal the key. 1 don't believe that they did steal It what are you waiting tor, Asey?" He continued before Asey had a chance to protest that he was not delaying the expedition. "What are you waiting for? Let's get over and get into the place and see if anything has happened. But of course it hasn't" he added, as though he wanted to convince him self on the point "Of course not The child made up that story No one took the key my keyl My keyl If someone has got into that place with my key hurry up, Asey! But its nonsense. They wouldn't dare break into the post office " "Thev wouldn t be breakln In. Asey pointed out, with a grin. Thev ve got a Key." "Well," Elliott said, "I'm sure there's some law that covers it Defacing government property oh my God! This means still more headlines for Quanomet! Asey, can't we keep It out of the papers, don't you think?" Half an hour later. In the front part of the Quanomet post office, Asey answered Elliotts anxious question. ope, ne said, "i don t tninK you can keep this out of the head lines. This is too complete." rcttfiti. if s. nts Am 7w) What has happened to the mural? Brad Monday's chapter. Eccentric Facing Institution Cell OKLAHOMA CITY. July M Woody Hoclcatiay, 62. ot Wichita Kaa , languished today In "my 4Mb all" because be attempted to leap upon President Roosevelt's automobile and shine- hla shoes." Secret 8ervlce Agent John E. Os born clasard Hockadny aa a 'harmless eccentric" and added ' probably will attempt to have blm sent to an institution." .Muhnnry On o KLAMATH FALLS, July 12 (VD Willis . Mahonev, Democrat !c candi date for U. 8. senator, returned here during the week-end from a pe-cam-palgn political excursion to Washing ton but prepared to leave oln to night for Huntington, where he will Join Postmaster Oeneral tames A. rarley and party as they nter Ore gon en route to the young Democrats gatlouai conventloo at Seattle. Army Airman Dies In Bomber Crash CRISTOBAL. Canal Zone. July 12 (API Lieutenant Paul Oowen waa killed todoy and two other army men were seriously Injured when a United 8tatea army bomber crashed and burned on the beach at Paltlllo Point, near Panama Ctty. Lieut. Kenneth Crasher, nnvlpator, and Radio Private D. H. Bundy were badly burned, but were expected to recover. Rain Halts Hegira From Dust Region PORTLAND. July 12 (API Rain has returned to the dust bowl of the midwest and as a result migration from that region to the Pacific norih. weft has slarkened greatly. Secretary ot State Farl Snell ?ald tod.,y Non-resident permlta Issued o motorist from Colorado, Kansas, Ne- STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, faeloctng tumped envelope for reply. Reg. U. 8. Pt OS. -fce.TT- - UJ -a3-T '-"CJ-rrl1-' v ,.- c - -liSS. ViWVS INI HOUR, gMINlTIfcS-- I Nfv iLN umtet i, mianTic oam fffMUOf ODOR on ePiCrt hoots, v WHO W5!r MAYA . Gpatiteh rrr&rinet, ; WChM h PoviffiUL MMhCHlSflfilH COW Of VUCKthM fof? to Y6MK HeuccessfijiiV ' Defenoep ihc country ftfitoNsr (5!hl53l) Spaniard Who Went Mnya One of t e strangest tales In the annals of exploration on the New World Is that of Oonzalo Ouerrero. Spanish navigator who forsook Chris Liandom to beoome a Maya chief. Ouerrero was shipwrecked on the dangerous shoals of Las Vlboras, south -south west of Jamaica. With 17 other men. he escaped In a longboat and drifted turough the Caribbean for days. Seven died and after nearly two weeks the survivors washed ashore on the coast of Yucatan. Captured by a Maya party, the survivors one by one were sacrificed to the strange gods of this western world. Ouerrero and another, Oeron tmo de Agullar, oscaped and made their way inland tnrougn the dense Yucatan forest, only to ' become slaves of a Maya ruler, ' Shortly Ouerrero was given or sold to another Maya dilef, but de Agullar stayed and rose to become an Important figure. Guerrero, taken to Chetemal, Yucatan, was rapidly "go ing Maya." In 1619 Hernando Cortes landed at the Island of Cozumel, off Yuca tan, and heard of the Christian cap tlves held Inland. He sent an order for them to come forth. Geronlmo de Agullar was freed, and set out to tell Ouerrero of the turn of events. The man de Agullar saw amazed him; Guerrero had married a Maya woman of c:lgh rank and had three children. The Maya looked on him as a chief and war leader. His ears were pierced and hung with heavy ear plugs. Hla face was tatooed after the Maya fashion and he wore the Maya costume. Hla lower lip waa - pierced for a labret and the sun had turned him tt:e color of the Maya themselves. Fearing to return to his old civiliza tion, Ouerrero refused to leave. Strange as It seems, Guerrero time and again led the Maya against Spanish Invaders, saving Yucatan for his adopted people. He was last heard of about 1531 when he rebuked an attack of the Spaniard, Francisco de Montejo, on Yucatan. Guerrero's strange story was uncovered by Mau rice Rles, associate of the Middle American Research Institute. braska, North and South Dakota and Oklahoma, declined more than 15 per cent during the first five months of this year, from the figures of 1037, Snell said. Postmaster Dies THE DALLES, July 13. (p How ard E. Barr, 62, postmaster here for two years, died yesterday. Surviving! are his widow, a daughter, Mrs. Gen eva Groves of Portland, and a sister and two brothers In Texas. Milk I'sed On Fire BETHAL. Transvaal (UP) Milk was used to put out a fire In farmhouse near here when the water supply ran out. An explosion In SUBURBAN HEIGHTS H, GLUYAS WILLIAMS 1 atW I i 1 i i i srr s i SdfflW 6rf OFF "TO A BW SlftRf IN 1HE NEIGHBORHOOD BECAUSE If WAS A SflLL,H07 M0RNIN6 WHErt VOlCB CARRV, AMD SOMEHOW fHEPLUMERS ON 1HEIR 5LEEFIK6 TORCH 60f AR?U)Nc5 ABOUf THE WE OF YHE BATHE OF WATERLOO, AND FRET? 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