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Newspaper Page TextPAGE EIGHT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFOR1), QKEGON, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 11. 1938. -;.;;;.. i By MAX SALTMAR SJHjS-w - The Cbaracten Archie Lumsden, mytelf, vit itor to the French Riviera. Ottilia Willi, beautiul Amerf. eon heiress. Rene Oelu. man behind a mur der plot. Yesterday: W Intercept t message o the conspirators, but ft contains only the mysterious word, "AmourleV Chapter 38 Breaking And Entering "tTTILIE was aupposed to meet v iu here at six-thirty," 1 told Dunning. "Do you realize it's al most seven thirty and that girl hasn't shown up yet?" He groaned. "Let's call the hotel .ind see if they've any word of her Ihere." But when we got through to the Carlton, the reception clerk was oolitely definite. Miss Wills, he aid. had not returned. Her uncle also had lust gone out. but before he left he had been inquiring anyone had seen his niece. Dunning1! face was irrave as I told him the news. "1 don't like it," said he. "not one little bit. If I knew the name of her friends at Monte Carlo, we could check up on when she left them, but we don't, so that's that I've got i car here, and I'll drive out along the coast road and see if I can see any thing of her. On the way I'll drop you at the Carlton and you can wait there till the old man gets back and :t him to call up Monaco. I could think of no better nlnn and so we set out. "And what about tomorrow? I asked. "The old man doesn't rise till eight, and they're not likely to try to do him in In his bed. You and Hugo be at the hotel by seven , thirty, and at least we'll be wise to whatever s doing. I U meet you in tne lounge. The reception clerk at the Carl. ton told me that Virgoe Wills was sun out. ana i made my way back to the terrace to watch for the old man s return. Then I saw the uni formed figure of Cassandra Chubb threading her way toward me, witn small regarf for the peopli whose elbows she toggled in pass ing. "Mr. Lumsden," she began with, out preamble, "whera'a Ottilia?" "That's exactly what I want to Know." i ioia ner. "j'm waiting here for Mr. Wills, to get the name of the people at Monte Carlo she went to see." She made a gesture of impa tience. "I've already called the folks in Monte Carjo. She left there at five thirty!" I whistled lugubriously. "Well," I said, "all the consolation wm'vm got is that Mr. Dunning has gone out to look for hir. Look here, you're a sensible woman. Keep around nere aon ' go to bed un til she comes back, and when she noes, or if you get word from her ring up the Chalet d'Amour." "I will." she said, and then, with a sort or moan or anguish: Land sakesl What will her uncle say when he hears all this?" "Let's hope he won't have to hear it," said 1. "Keep your chin up, Miss Chubb. Ottilie's the sort of girl who'll always land on her nuu wiu. uiHi i mBQi my way towards the ramp. But I was not to effect an es cape so easily, for lust as I reached the bar, a gaunt, gaudily clad fig ure rose from a solitary table and laid a hand on my arm, "You are in a nurry, my young friend? said the voice of Rene Gelss. A Mad Idea ""JOOD Lordl" salo 1, staring at htm. I had as nearly as possi ble asked him what he was doing there, when he should have been in Italy, but even as I caught the words pack, he answered my un ipoken question. "I am spending a few days with I friend at San Lorenzo," he told me. "But ! felt sudden nostalgia tor my pretty marionettes here. I nan return In an hour u the pas tnral peace of the Italian oniintrv tide. Meanwhile, will you not join me In a drink?" "I'm sorry," 1 said, "but I'm clearing out to some place where there's a breath of freshet air. I aon t like this wind." He laughed eentlv. Ylnr mil. tral? Now me, I Unci It singularly Invigorating. It even makes me teel a trifle light-headed." "Why blame It on the wind?" I retortej rudely, and with a mut tered goodby I pushed past him. A sudden, a mad idea had struck me. (leiss was. on his own eonfes lion, going back to ioln Rakovsky There would be no one In his villa ind Dunning had said our one hope of catching him was to find the gun with which he had killed O'Don nrll. 1 had done a lot of queer things In mv time, but housebreak ing was not numbered among them. Still, there wrs no harm in trying, and no harm done either If I failed. I turned my steps towards the rue du Dragon, and as I did so law a fiery glow like volcano in eruption. I halted for a moment, realizing that the mlitral must be driving the flames down the val leys, for even as 1 looked, there came a great spurt of .".re. shoot ing up into the quiet sky. I counted one. two, three, sep arate outbreaks and moved on, thanking my stars that I did not live in the track of the flaming ruin that must bt spreading over the headland, and as I did so, 1 cannoned into a man. "Good evening, Monsieur Luma den," a voice said quietly, and I recognized Fleuriot "If you can call it a good eve ning," I retorted. "I find it a singu larly unpleasant one myself." And I added, a trifle maliciously: "Have you got on the track of our friend the chasseur vet?" He looked at me oddly, falling into step beside rnu "Not yet," he admitted. "I had hoped that vou might have some suggestion to make as to his whereabouts." "What a hope!" I retorted bit terly. "If the police can't And him. how can I?" .And then, on a sud den impulse, I put a question in my turn. "I suppose," I said casu ally, "you don't happen to know what the word 'Amourii' means?" He pursued his lips, frowning thoughtfully. "'Amount: That sounds like old Frenr:. to me. It is not a name, and I do not think It has to do with 'amour.' It is more likely an ancient ,'orm of 'armu rier, an armourer, and it may well be the name of some street where such a trade was once plied. That would mean it is in an old town, not here, for a hundred years ago Cannes was but a fishing village Monaco, perhaps, or Antibes." "Man," I said admiringly, almost wishing that, in spite of Dunning'i advice, I had taken him into our confidence, "you've got a head on your shoulders. If there is such a street, do vou think you can find it?" "Naturally!" he retorted, and then added, looking at me keenly: "But if 1 succeed, what is my re ward? Have you, on your side, no information you would like to give me?" "Listen," 1 said, "if you can tell me what that word means a phone message to the Chalet d'Armour will alwavs reach ma I, on my side, will meet you this time tomorrow night and tell vou everything I know." He gave a funny, formal little bow. "It is a bargain." he acknowl edged. ''It's a bargain," I echoed, and halted in my tracks. "This is where I turn off." and shaking him warmly bv the hand. I awuns off into the rue du Dragon. Strange Wilderness I PAUSED, hesitating outside the ' villa gate. 1 had alreadv ruled out the railings as unscalable but there still remained the alley at the side of the house. I turned. quickly up the narrow passage. it was not so darn here, tor the night sky was clear overhead, and a faint glow showed where the moon would shortly rise I crent down the lane, scanning the wall tor some possible foothold and presently I found it a hole, nhnnt a yard from the ground, where a great sliver of flint had been re cently dislodged. I set my foot in it. er DDed the top of the wall, and painfully nouuea myseu to tne lop, and now I saw that the moon had alreadv risen, for a great, lop sided, amber soup-plate hung low over the house-top. I swung both lees over the wall and 'dropped on all fours on a patch of rough gravel. It was a strange wilderness of a ' nlnrik that I InnHnrf in a nan nf nearly half-liaht ann mennpino shadows, of dim tree-trunks that loomed suddenly up at one. or broken statues leorms down at one from the shade of some over grown palm. For the first time i had a clear view of the facade of the home, a two-storied structure, with a log gia over the porch, supported on either side by monstrous cupids. nKca me iook oi that loggia, and liked still more tha look nf tha sturdy, century-old wistaria that covered the wall below it for the rugged stem, as thick around as a man's calf, looked as if It would stand a ton weight. i gave It an experimental tug, found it as immovable as a rnrk and set my foot on the lowest fork In another minute I had hooked one leg over the railing of the log gia anj was peering across it through the ODon windows nf a darkened room. There were long chairs on the loggia and a soft thick matting underfoot and my rope - soled espadrilles made no sound as I tiptoed forward. As my foot touched the sill. I stopped short every nerve In my body tingling, for from within the room had come a frightened gasp 1 stood there rooted to the spot, dismally conscious that to anyone insiae tne room. I must be clearly silhouetted against the night sky. And then, with a flnoHins rlif that was almost ludicrous.! heard my name whispered, and the voice that spoke it was the voice of Ottilie Wills. Archie, sha breathed. "Arohia Lumsden I Next minute she was beslda ma clutching my arm. and even in the dim light I could see that she was badly senred Arch e she said aaain "Oh thank heaven you've cornel" "And how the deuce did vou get here?" 1 asked, Inwardly r.ig- g. tor it was one thing to conduct single-handed search of the house, and quite another to have nair-nysterical girl tagging at one s heels. "By the same wav as vou did I guess. She broke off glancing fearfully over her shoulder. "But. for mercy's sake, bo careful! He's tne nnuse. 'Who." I almost shouted, and she flung a slim hand over my otith. Haven t vou ffot anv sens? Gelss. of course." rcoryrtear. IJJ Vo lallmarih) Monday! Strange visitors. BENES WILL SEEK I LONDON. Oct. U.iP It was an-iK-uncpd officially today Edi'trd Urn-, (oriripr president of Crholo vakm, aRtTcd to become the Sotttnh nationalist candidate for rfctor of OlaMtow unlvmtlty In th cksMUn to br '-' ; t nr -''h chief or the atate he helped etab llah twenty year ago, explaining till continuance in office, in the fno of the dcclarrd enmity of Adolf Hitler, would "constitute an obstacle" to revival of the dlnmemlxTOd republic. He retired to hla aummer home at Sealmovo I'stt. aouth of Prague, and withdrew from afralra of state. Brown unlvrralty and the Univemlty of Chi cago had Invited him to lecture .to teach. Phone 843 We'll naul away youi ref ine city Sanitar) iftemce n nit Mme n loo Late to Oas Ul AO H W APPLE CROP IRE THAN LASI YEAR IN OREGON, CLAIM PORTLAND, Oct. 11. (IF) The bu reau of agricultural economlra said yesterday Oregon's apple crop would be slightly more than the 1037 level and Washington's slightly less. An estimate of 8,924.000 bushels was made on the Oregon crop, com pared with 3,900.000 list year and a 10-year average of 4.500,000. Washington may expect 29,585,000 bushels, compared with 30.340.000 last year and 31,371.000 bushels for the 10-year average. The crop for both autes was expected to be one of the three smallest since 1930. Oregon's estimated pear crop will reach 4.323,000 bushels, aa against 3,850,000 laat year and a 3,910.000 av erage for. 10 yeara. A almllar gain was- Indlcated for Washington, where the crop may reach 6.050,000 bushels compared with S. 900,000 last year and 4.143,000 for tha 10-year period. Washington's crop waa expected to be the largest on recora. Approximately .1,428,000 bushels of peaches will come from Washington trees this year, well above 1037 and 10-year average figures. Washington grape production, anticipated at 8, 100 tons, waa allghtly above 1037 fig ures but slightly under the average. The same waa true of Oregon's 3,400 ton crop. . , A bumper prune crop was foreseen In both states, with Washington pro ducing 23,800 tons. Oregon 16.000, both far ahead of former records. Oregon's filbert crop was estimated at 3,200 tons, slightly under the 1037 crop but better than the average. Dae Mall Tribune Want Ada IN TORTURE CASE OLYMPIA, Oct. u. (AP Prose cutor Smith Troy named 70 persons today as wltnesaes for the prosecu tion In the Dr. Kent W. Berry kld- nap-asaault trial, scheduled for mid- November. Those hoping through the list of witnesses to learn namee of those who attended the Fourth of July party on Bud Bay. which resulted In the kidnaping and beating oi irving Bauer, retired coast guard lieutenant, were disappointed, Troy Hated these witnesses as John 8 'MATTER POl Bv 0 U PAVNF I'll -Uve. TflSrY qS'matteh. T WET a 6 aim An' J rPs 'JTjry $ty and Jane Doe, and said their real names would not be revealed until they were called to take tha witness stand. Baker, now an automobile dealer, was taken from his Olympta home last August 19, driven to a gravel pit east of town and beaten and tortured and threatened with emas culation. Dr. Berry admitted beating Baker, Troy said, but denied there was kid naping Involved. Baker was accused by the physician of "raping' Mrs. Berry," during the holiday party. Also accused with Berry are Rob ert H. Smith, Brady dairyman; Jamee Reddlck, Olympla taxlcab driver; and William K. McAloon, former Mon te as no night marshal. All are held In lieu of 1 2 5. 000 ball. Harold Bchars, taxlcab company owner and deputy county coroner Is free on 93,500 bond, charged as an accessory after a felony. BOMBS HURLED ON TO JERUSALEM, Oct. 11. (AP) Pour bombs . were thrown frpm the old city ramparts of Jerusalem today at a convoy of official motor cars In what was believed to be an unsuc cessful attempt to assassinate Ed ward Keith-Roach, British district commissioner 1 for Jerusalem. Two of the bombs exploded oa the Jericho road, but none of th four cars was hit. Keith-Roach's oar was accompanied by two military escort automobiles and a police arm ored car. Keith-Roach, 63, has been oonv mlssloner for the Jerusalem district since 1931. Award Insulator Bid PORTLAND, Oct. 11. P) Con tracts totaling 1207.279.44 for 243,888 Insulators to be used on MO miles of electrical transmission lines in Oregon end Washington were award ed yesterday by J. D. Ross, Bonne villa dam administrator. Dse Mall Tribune Want Ada. (SIGNALS By GLUYAS WILLIAMS QDVAS . WlU.lArt6 WHIJ.E aUAR-fERBACK IS CAl IN6SI6NfllS,Rl&HfEND -(HAK6K HOSInX REMARKS WrTH W OPPONENT MISSES SI6IAL , Ohl AOOUrtf OF InKK HFAD ibOfiRP OFF IN OR BElH61uO BUSV WI1H MAKIffe "DSRI'O HEAR BP"ltR. DSfENS CRACKS AT OPPONENT. CAUS H SI6NAIS iNTfcNYlY "5I6NAV& OVER!" HAS to HOIV PIAVUP BE CAUSE OFISOUBII BUCKUrJfi HEAD fcUWt ON A6A)K BV THE TiME HE SfS If Or) HAS FOR&Ofl'EN SI6NA1.4, ASAlrl , QUARltRBACK, DS6USfP, WH1SPER5 THE PWV IN H5 EAR, PHU. n ONHCKLD HIYU Itnrl 13 friRoWN tor U5UA1. 5-Yard loss io-io (Copyright, 1938, by The Bell 8yiLcaU, Inc.) TAILSPIN TOMMY--Twist of Fate! By HAL FORREST Unaware that one of the men in th6 vacant house neab. the air post is now training a high powered rifle, equipped with a telescopic sight, right at themike on the announcer's platform, ready to pull the trigger just a3 scom a3 he steps up to talk to the thousands op spectators, who are yelling for the winner of the race.. 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