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V, I P.CGE TWELVE MEDFOTCT) MATL TnTBWE, TNfETTFOTW, OREGON, FK17) AY, JULY 22. 1938. By GLUYAS WILLIAMS REST PERIOD STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX Tor further proof address the author, Inclosing s stamped envelope tor leply. Reg. V. 8. Fat Off. BV PHOEBE ATWOOO TAYLOR Chapter 47 Aey Finds Some Clews IJODDY, Asey felt sure, had come to the garage after Ma rina's murder, and his plane wrecking and all the rest had been inspired by his more or less justi fiable fear that he would be arrest ed for the killing. He paid his hush money to Nettie because he was scared stiff. Jack Lome might have gone to Roddy's, he might have slunk through the woods near the Hep plewhites'. But it was Asey's guess that Lome had been summoned on the phone by Roddy, and that he had immediately returned home when Roddy probably already dead In the garage, or at least al ready there with someone else failed to show up. While he and the rest raced their heads off, chasing Jennings, res cuing troopers, pulling Aaron out of cellars, hunting gold keys during all that, the murderer was laughing up his sleeve. Why shouldn't he? He'd covered his tracks as nicely as anyone could. He hadn't thrust any obstacles around that would trip him up later. He hadn't tried to thwart anyone. He hadn't left any clews. Rut he must have left clews. You couldn't kill two people, ruin a mural, burn a barn, steal a gold 1. MMm . rn.rmamun rirawinffff from an artist, a knife from a back j uniiMn'l hncfin tn An all those things without slipping up aomewnere. Wearily, Asey forced his mind back to Friday nignt ana me De sinnlne tit evervthinff. He had worked his way up to the barn burning when he heard null nn in hin Hrivf. "Hanson," Asey murmured grimly to himself as he went to answer tne Knocner. xianaun, ju uiiaiib an nuum rar iiuiii uing HltDJUU himself and his solution, Hanson was worrieo. "Asey," he said, "I'm stuck. Did Cummings tell you about Lome? TTCUi 41. WWII b invtn, v vun... but my God, you've got to believe nimi LtOrne claims mai rvuuuj called him up and urged him to come over on a matter of great im portance. Lome didn't want to, he said, because he was busy working on a picture for someone's dining room now, isni mai crazy i iiVnt Av rnturnpH "if Vflll've 'had many dealin's with Lome, it sun t. out ne went, jusi me samci "Roddy kept calling and calling. So Lome went, at last. When Roddy didn't show up by the boat house, where he said he'd be, why Lome turned around and came home, and went back to work on his picture. That's his story, and he's sticking to It. And I can't it Wn ran't. None of US. I can't get him to change a thing, and honestly, Asey, I m DeRinning iu think that he's telling the truthl What do you think?" "There's the matter of his drawln's." Asey said. "Someone burned 'em, an' it wasn't Jennings. An' the mural. It's been painted out, you know. I think both of em have got something to do with this affair, an' I think Lome's the last person to harm his own work." "I guessed something happened to the mural," Hanson said. "Look, can I come in and talk things over with you? I've got pictures of the mural, they just came from Bos ton. Asey, if you think there's any clew in this thing, will you look?" Asey spread the photographs out on the kitchen table. "These sldo panels," he said to Hanson, "are the things, I think. Now, let's see. This one here's all Pilgrims an' Indians an" history. Local faces. That's past history, I guess, an' this ones the future, with more local faces. Yup, here's Jennings as Industry Mending the Leaking Pipes of Civilization" 'Look!' "WHERE'S Pam Frye and her father?" "They're in the main one," Asey said. "She's one of them tired lookln' women that's stlrrin' things In the kettle, an' he's either Tmie or the tax collector, floatin' on top. Oh, here's Peg Boone, on the his tory side. She's the Indian girl skinnin' Hanson, what'n time is that critter she's skinnin'?" "It might be almost anything," Hanson said. "It's got four front legs. She looks pretty good, com pared to some. He did her a lot bet ter than Pam. Asey, there's the milKman, anci neres ine ronygre we ran in so many times for boot legging" At the end of an hour, Hanson Sighed. ''I can't make anything out of this," he said. "Not a thing. Can vou? Oh, don't tell me you're going to go through it all over again! Don't! Tell me more about the ambergris part of things. That am bergris gets me " "It geta me, too," Asey said. "Hanson, 1 wish we had Lome here. I'd like to know for sure what was what and who was who." "Lome's out in the car with my fellows." Hanson said. "I'll bring him in." Lome's general annoyance, an ger and irritation all characteristi cally gave way to pleasure at the excellence of the photographs. "Get goln'," Asey said, "an' name people! Hustle!" "Why should I" "Name people," Asey said, "or I go cut a paddle" With very bad grace, Lome went through the series of pictures. "Now," Hanson said when he got through, "what good did all that do? We're back just where we started, Asey. We are right back" "No, we ain't!" Asey said sud denly. "No sireebobl Hanson, we been goin' at this from the wrong angler It wasn't the way the per son was pictured as a person, but the way they was pictured, an' what it told" "What! What? You" Before Asey could explain, the door knocker sounded again. "See," Asey pointed gleefully. Hanson looked, and his mouth opened. "My God but how can you prove oh, damn that person, he'll have that door down! "I'll go," Asey said. Jennie Mayo and her pint-sized husband, Syl, stood on the door step. "Look at you!" Jennie said. "Still in them paint duds! An' you ain't been to bed tonight, have you? Oh, It's the police you got in there, is it?" She bustled into the halL "Hullo, Mr. Hanson, is it true that Roddy's murdered an' you're taken Jack oh, Oh, I didnt see you Mr. Lome!" Hanson grinned. "How do you know so much about things?" he demanded. "It's the twenty-one party line," Asey said. "She's on it, an' nothin' escapes her " 'Whalin' Book' "OE's just laughin' at me," Jcn fl nie said amiably. "He used to have a phone on that line himself, Mr. Hanson, an' he listened just as much as anyone say, it's kind of too bad about Roddy, ain't it?" "Too bad what?" Asey asked, surprised at the sympathetic con cern in her voice. "Why, I don't know exactly how to say it," Jennie said, "but the first call I heard this mornln', it sort of seemed there might of been some thin' good to Roddy, after all. Seems like he'd been trying to well, not exactly to reform, but kind of make an effort " "What kind of an effort?" Asey Ignored Hanson's signal to ease Jennie into the kitchen. "Well, it seems that Saturday mornin', he went into the library you know, the one that his father give the town? He'd never set foot in it before, an' Miss Perkins said that Roddy was sort of embar rassed, like. He come in the library an' wanted a book." "So he could read, could he7 Asey said. "I think you're horrid, talkln' that way about the dead! Anyway, he asked for that book that his grandfather wrote, and was Just as nice as he could be. Left some money for a new encyclopedia, too. H airl the nna thev had wasn't no good. An' he said he'd have the whalin' book rebound In leather with nice gold trimmings before he returned it wasn't that nice of him?" Jennie." Asey said, "wno Duiu Octagon House? "Who? don t knowl Asev took her bv the shoulders and propelled her to the phone. "See that?" he said. "Well, you go ring the twenty-one line, man hv man. You find out. Jennie, who built the Octagon House! Hurry" But" 'If vou find out." Asey said, 'Til do anythin' you want." "Will you," Jennie asked, "put on some decent clothes before the reporters take pictures of you?" White flannels, an a Diue com, Apv nrnmised. "an mv best yachtln cap. Now, get goln Don t ask questions now. Hanson. Wait'll we see if this turns out you see he didn't know about the amber gris, at first. That is, ne dian i know the value " "Who didn't?" "BnHrtv." Asev said. "Then, aftci his plane crash, an' before he be gun flingin' money to Nettie, an' offerin' rewards, an' beinf so lavish sure, he'd bind It in gold! Why not? He remembered hi? grandfather's book, see? About whalin', an' ambergris. Looked up ambergris In encyclopedias, too nun. Hon't vou see? It was Roddy who moved that ambergris out of the barn. Roddy Strutt! Roddy found out by then how much the ambergris was worm! An Kodciy has his savin' streak, an' the fam'ly ven to get money Roddy moved It! I knew there had to be another person, an' some reason for him bein' killed! Got someone, Jen- "Well, if It don't beat all," Jen nie said. "The line was busy 1 thought it would be, It most always is. But Emmaline, up to the office she haiin't gone home yet, she phoned her great-aunt for me" "Who built Octagon House?" "Earl Jennings' father, he built it. But I'm sure I don't know" "Hanson." Asey said happily, "here's where we start in our provin'l" (CttmiU. IC.II. J,v.l Atwi Tit!) Asey (els folnf. tomorrow. REPAIR CANAL BREAK TULE LAKE KLAMATH TALLA, July 32. 4 After 60 houn of sWndy labor, wttn 76 men conMmitly on the Job. the bureau of reclamation at noon today completed repairs on t canal break, which Mnc early Tueaday has left the 25 000-arre Tule lake division rf the Klamath reclamation project without lrrtKatlon water tn the midst of the aummer'i worst hot rpell. In pplte of the record weed with hleh the emergency repair Job woi handled. It will be a full week from the, time nf the break before wi'er once again courses over Tule lake's aun -scorched fields. The union church service In the city park next Sunday at 6:30 p.m. will take the nature of a farewell to adjutant CI. R. Durham of the Sal vation Army, who will leave the city durl rift the coming week. Dr. Hherman U Divine, president of the Medford Minister's association, will preside. Music will be furnished by the Salvation Army. Brief speeches will be made by Mayor C. C. Furnas. Vugen Thorndlke. president of ihe Chamber of Commerce; Rev. Joseph Knott and Adjutant Durham will deliver his farewell address to Mrd ford. A large attendance Is expected I v aw 'jr&-7tv:pr v a farce nuirr'WO: - V; " r." ... mi . mi, , a . . .1 For ? Ybars, KILUN6 139 Persons! WflU io.ooo on Hi new, trie shTirs frsnch Ami mowti& 10 IfthCK HIM DOWN ... $0,000 MW,DrOO0 JoiNtPtrie Hl)Kl7 vim cwmivtmio, is Urt. NiCrol5( MinmAVA, HWePlP CHtCKtffe BY MAIL foR2iBhR6i IX. lb Tiers of &-6rvun wfvTeR fom&s fctflf IN ftll WERE PILED INfUfcVfcRD O? IHE OWENS-ILLINOIS 61.15$ CWfcNV, ft A , I f, . m ""on hi. f25-CKrpo5Tft66 fee k& RgQUlREI? 7N mKWMOFW P0MIN1CAN REPUBLIC - PI4C0URA6S UNNECKSARV MfSlL., sfWBI-.V. .M i i i ti TTTyr"-.nu'.. l "1'IHM. - I. - L .. 1 1 I ' - " 1(V, .JtaBlBBnsssnlsMnat In t TTTTTTTTTTTsTlIll Ilifll llil The Lone Wolf Like & ghost out of the night, a hugo, lone wolf for nearly three years In the 1760s struck terror Into the hearts of half n nation Silently, without wnrnlng, "La Bete" killed again and again Up nnd down the Ri.one Valley of FTance he ranged, leaving a trail of dfHth 200 miles long nnd 100 miles wide a dis trict 30,000 square miles In extent I Bete'B first killing In 1763 worn limited to sheep, great numbers of them After such nnssacres the huge footprints of a wolf were noticed. An attempt was made to capture the an imal; the death of several men resulted. Tho wolf's taste for human blood Increased. He killed first the herders, then l:o sheep. On March 7, 1705. every man In tho Province of Lang uedoc 20.000 In all assembled at 50 chosen points and started a drive to enclose La Bete. Surrounded, he fought his way out, killing one man. Noted hunters from every part of the world oame to the Rhone to cap ture the famous animal, dead or alive. Simple peasants up and down the Rhone abandoned their farms lest they meet deaxn at the fangs of this unholy terror. Finally, on August 1. 1765. the Marquis de Euneval, a famous wolf hunter, was dispatched by King Louis XV to orgunlzo the greatest wolf hunt In history. Pour thousand dogs were collected, Including aoo Great HeNHiihl Syndkatsb Im. 7'ZZ3B Danes, 300 Wolf Hounds and 200 Llmlers. The entire standing army of France was turned over to de Euneval 10, 000 heavily armed soldiers. Farmers, professional hunters and curiosity seekers to the number of 40,000 were added. The mint went on for seven weeks: time and again La Bete was surround ed, only to escape. Finally, on Sep tember 20, 1765, the great wolf was shot by a soldier and Impaled by in other but La Bete killed them both. The dogs held him to earth and fin ally La Bete was killed. The beast measured three feet high at his moulders. In all, the wolf killed over 135 peo ple, says Ernest Thompson Seton, noted naturalist. Voice Regained SAN JOSE, Col. (UP) Miss Jose phine Campagna, 21, who lost her voice a year ago during hysteria pro voked by seeing her father fall from walnut tree, recovered It as the result of a tonsllectomy. The attend ing physician believed the operation would release the contracted muscles of her throat and vocal cords. . Kills 37th Cougar. OLENNVILLE. Cal. (UP) Ma rlon Vincent, district cattleman, soon will be In the market for a new gun, or at least a new "gun stock. He'has notched his present one the 37th time, for killing cougars nd there Is little room for cutting any more. His lost mountain Hon weigh ed 20 pounds. Bedouins IMay Soccer CAIRO (UP) The football n as re placed the rifle and spear for settling tribal warfare among some Bedouin tribes. Visitors returning from Tarlm, southern Arabia, report that many Bedouins hove become enthusiastic soccer fans and now fight out their buttles on footbnll pitches. The prac tice Is being officially encouraged. Is ISIblD 16 JlTDDWH IN CHWR AND KESt f OR A WHILE AFTER UlNCH 601N6 00T1b EXPERIMENT'S WITH 5tftHDlH6 OH BPiCK OF H6 NECK AMUSES WMSELF fEiWlK6 CHAIR, WITH HIS FEET HOOKED OVER ITS BUCK -TRIES VARIOUS ACR0BKTX. 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