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PA'GE TWELVB MTTtFOTTD MATL TRTBTTNTS, METVF'O'RT), QREGpy, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 28, 1938. DON'T MARRY THE MAN -By Jum Bowmmt- The Characters Kathleen Orecoryl beau(lut, rcdhalred daughter of Angus Gregory who owm The Golden Girl mine. Brldiet Wley: Gregory'! ex- secretary. Veiterday: K a t hi n and Bridget plan to drive incognito to ' Neutrality, the town on the Colorado-Utah line where the mine ie located. Chapter Five 1 Hate That Man' THE road from Gallup, New Mexico, ran due north for ninety-nine miles, then following the I in of least resistance, wound around the base of Colorado s ban Juan range. Kathleen was confident the first ninety miles were the lonaest. They d wheeled Into . tourist camo alter dark, tossed on lmnos ib!e beds, and wheeled out before daylight. As the Impertinent nose of their lecondhand car turned across the tracks and headed on the last lap of their Journey, she yawned. "This will be the first sunrise Tve seen from this end of the day, she confided. Bridget looked at the gray, tree- less hills which merged with a cloudy gray sky. "If any," she re torted. The miles spun under the wheels, the gray sky lowered ana the hours ticked off, but not a sign of civilization broke the monot ony. Soon after noon they reached the mountains, turned off the main highway to a dirt road which of fered a short cut to Neutrality, and followed it until they found a spot where dusty Cottonwood trees waved hopefully over the dry bed ol a stream. Here, Bridget having prepared breakfast, Kathleen spread the lunch she had prepared. "You're Improving," Bridget as sured her after the first bite. "Improving!" mocked Kathleen. "Look at me, a scar for every day we've been on the road. Is there anything in Cleo Riley to remind you of the darling of the Gregory elan? Did you ever before see a uregory wltn a olacK eye? ' Bridget laughed happily. "It's only a pale green today," she re assured. There was nothing but the color of her hair to remind Bridget of Katnieen uregory. The uptuvept coiffure which the newspapers had flaunted as the first on the conti nent, had been sacrificed. Now the hair curled about her head in tight ringlets. A few freckles had popped forth on the aristocratic Gregory nose, but it was the shiner Kathleen had achieved by meeting a cabin door halfway, that gave her the slightly ribald look; the shiner and the outfit. New Mexico had rushed the sea son and after one day of halt freezing they had tossed a coin to tee whether they d unpack to the bottom layer of the tonneau for winter clothes or purchase some. A purchase was indicated but all they could find at that night's stop was a tiny store. From it they had taken slacks which were brown, pull-overs which were gray and berets of rich magenta. They spent an hour resting, then let forth with storm clouds ahead; elouds that whirled menacingly round mountain peaks, lifting to reveal cold, while caps, then low ering in angry darkness. The road grew dim as they Seared the narrow, unimportant lghway which would lend them to Neutrality. There was an argu ment over whether they turned left or right after they had tra versed this. Again the flip of a coin and they turned left onto a seem ingly one-way trail which wound along the edge of a cliff. Tin-Can Cowboy yVTH Bridget at the wheel Kathleen was free to look over the edge. Below, barely visible in the half-light, were jogged rocks like angry teeth, waiting for them. "All we need now is a flat tire," ihe moaned. There was a sharp report and the car swerved towards the rim. "There you are," offered Bridget, Jamming brakes. "You are too doggone accommo dating," scolded Kathleen, emerg ing gingerly from the car, "Espe cially as Its my turn to change. Well," she rolled up her sleeves, "here goes." Gently they coaxed the car down the incline to a spot near the hillside of the cliff, then Kath leen set to work with jack and monkey-wrench. Manfully she labored with the heavy wheel and in the process transferred the oil and grime from the tire to her face. Fretfully she worked as the storm gathered and darkness descended. The ber et, pushed back too far, fell to the ground and was whisked away by the wind that played havoc with the red curls. "Bring me the flashlight, Bridget, she pleaded. "The tire's on and I'm two bolts over . . . quick!" she screamed. "There's a car coming , . , flag it down before it hits usl'T There was a scrunching of tires on the road and the approaching car came to a stop a few yards be hind them. For a moment it waited, then the driver began honking the horn. First came a tentative little, "Well, how about it," toot, next a strident demand for right-of-way, and then a series of elec trical epithets. Having been two bolts over on the replaced tire, Kathleen found she was several under on the spare. Down on her hands and knees she searched frantically, trying to keep pace with Bridget'! erratic manipulation of the flash light and infuriated by the raucous honking. - "Wait a minute," she cried in exasperation, jumped up, ran a grimy hand over a grimy face and stalked back to come face to face with the man just leaving the car. For a full moment the two of them stood staring at each other. Kathleen in full glare of the head lights, the man just beyond. And then she began her withering de nunciation. "Just another big he-man from the West," she observed, acidly. "Who do you think you are, any how? What do you think you are, you great big lumbering tin-can-cowboy! What do you mean ait ting there honking at us as though you owned this road--" . "I do!" Kathleen, started and stared anew. She couldn't see much of the face, excepting that there were dark brows ana a small dark moustache. The campaign hat cov ered his hair and shaded his eyes; the reflected lights gave him saturnine appearance. "Oh, you do," she retorted. "I suppose you're Mister Neutrality, in person. No wonder the road if narrow and crooked. I'll bet you own the sole garage and spend the dark hours sprinkling tacks " "This is not the road to Neu trality." The man's voice was even but it sounded as though it was hold ing back a wrath that threatened to break through and shame the coming storm. "Then for goodness sake," breathed Bridget, who had ap proached, "what road is this?" "A private back road to the Mae Donald mine, I am Donald Mac Donald." Sheer Cussetlness KATHLEEN GREGORY backed away from Donald MacDonald. She set her heels squarely, clasped her hands tightly behind her and drew a long oreath. Bridget looked at her. "Cleo." she gasped, "the blood pressure." Kathleen relaxed, one dicin I know how much she had looked like her father, nor how Bridget could have sensed what was com ing, she only knew that all of the venemous remarks she had ready must be swallowed. Bridget was explaining theii firedicament to MacDonald. Kath een felt she could not stand hearing her campanion use such dulcet tones. Savagely she snatch ed the flashlight from her and re turned to her search, "Were you looking for these?" Inquired Donald MacDonald, pick ing a handful of bolts from the runninff board. He turned hil flashlight from the bolts to Kath leen's face and she feH an urge to murder h'm as he laughed. Without a word she wheeled away, slipped into the tonneau among the blankets, bags and groceries, ir he was smart enough to find what she'd SDent half an hour looking for, he could be smart enough to put them In their respective holes on the spare car rier. He didn't. He opened the rear door and worked the deflated tire In beside Kathleen. "Better not wait to attach this unless you want to get caught in the storm. You'll have to leave it at the garage anyway." Kathleen sat cramped behind the tire, angry, humiliated, cold anil hnnffrv If flrt imnrouinni meant anything, she might as well turn right around and drive back to New York. She'd never be able to stand this man close enough to ameliorate any or his cussed- ness, providing said cussednesi wasn't beyond all amelioration. And it was obvious he had no use for her. They were enrout now and he was talking animated ly to the delighted Bridget, and pointedly ignoring her. They came back to the point on the highway where the roads had forked. "You were both right, and both wrong." he was telling Brid get. "You turn neither way, go straight north. Better step on it, mis loons line a real storm. Kathleen squirmed out of the tonneau and reached the door by the driver's seat just as Mac Donald stepped out. nope l n see you again, he was saying pleasantly. "Not If I see you first." snapped Kathleen. MacDonald made way for her, "I wasn't referring to you," he in formed her icily. "When I want to see a catamount I'll go to a zoo." "Don't," advised Kathleen. "One look at you and they'd let the cata mount out and put you behind the bars." (Cor-vriffht, tut, hy JtanH BovmanJ Tomorrow: Unneutral Neutrality. On the Radio Chains STATIONS, fliers to Find Them on the IMal: KFX. Portland, MHO; KFI, am, 1.01 Angelea; Kfll, 1470, Spokane; K(Hl. ;nn, San rrancJara: KOW. C130. I'orllnnil; KJII. IUO. sratlle; kN 11130, l.o .nirlr KIM, S:l'l, llrnirr; MIN. Din, Portland; KOMII, mil. Sentlle; KI'O. tisn. San t'rani'Hm: Ksl .llsn, salt I aVe. Irlday 4 00 World on Tarade. KOO; First Nighter." K8L; Warden Lewis bin. KI'O, KFI, KOW: Rosa and Urant. KNX: Bwartout'a Muaic, KEX fl:1o-8on of the Lone Htitr, KlIO. KFX; Home Wing. KNX. KOIN. ft:3D.. Army Band. KI'O, KOW. KM; Cmk-li. nin. KNX; If 1 Bad Uia Ctaauce, KOO, I 6.00-Martin's Otv.h.. KliO: llollj i wood Hotel, KNX. KSL. KOIN: Your j Government at Your Berrlct. KTO. KFI, KOW. I -.30 Wine of Sonai. KOO. KFX, i News, KJR. I 7:00 Drama, KNX. KOIN. KSL: ! Lomharrlo'a Orch.. KPO, KFI, KOW: j Political Talk. KOO. 1:30 railing All Cars, KNX: Sports I KOO. KEX; Jlmmle ndler, KPO, KFI. KOW. a oo-Amos and Andy, KPO, KOW, KFI: Through the Sport OIbm. KNX. KOIN; World on Parade, KOO: Newa. KOA. a:lSLum and Ahner. KNX. KOtN. KSU Organ Concert, KOO; March of Progress, KOO: Who's Dancing Tonight, KPO; Donahue'! Orch., KFX. a 30-Death Valley Daa. KPO. KOW. KKI: Burna and Allen. KNX, KOtN. KSU 0:00 -Cirrus. KPO, KOW. KFI; Opera Co, KOO, KFX; Flrat Nlghter. KNX, KOIN. (. MuX OroU, sULX, Wonoar Show, KNX, KSU KOIN; Safety First, KPO; Opportunity Theater, KGO; Fireside Hour, KGO, XOW. 10:00 Reporter. KPO, KOW, KTI; Grant's Orch., KEX: News, KNX. 10:30 Freddie Martina Orch., KPO, KFI, KOW; Winston's Orch, KOO, KEX. 11:00 King's Orch.. KPO. KFI, KOW; Civic Auditorium, KNX, KSL; Organlat, KOA; World on Parade, KOO. .. Saturday 6:00 Martin's Orch., KOO, KOA. KEX: Quaker Party, KPO, KOW, KFI; News, KSL. A:30 Hurlburt, accordionist, KPO. KOW. KFI; Tuneamttha. KNX. KSL; Original Play, KOO. KEX. KOA. 5:40 Sports. KPO, KOW, KFI. 6:00 Senator Vandenburg's talk. KNX. KOIN; Strlngtlme. KPO, tKFI, TOW; Sudy's Orch., KOO. KEX. 6:30 Saturday Night Serenade, KNX, KOIN, KSL; Stars of Tomor row, KOO. KOW; America Dances, KPO. KFI; News, KJR. S HATTER PCn 7:00 Hit Parade, KNX, KOIN. KSL; America Dances KPO, KOW, KFI; Symphony .Orch., KOO, KEX. 7:30 Dance Orch., KPO. KOW, KFI; Symphony Orch., KGO, KEX. 6:00 Barn Dance, KPO, KOW. KFI; Joe E. Brown, KNX. KSL, KOIN; News, KG A. 8:30 Johnny Presents, KNX, KSL, KOIN: Dance Orch, KOO. 8:00 Prof. Quit, KNX, KOIN; Clinton's Orch., KGO; Wnrlng's Orch, KPO, KFI, KOW; Newe, KOA. KJR, 8:30 AvaJon Time, KPO, K G W, KFI; Wayne King's Orch.. KOO, KJR; Oranfs Orch., KNX. KOIN. 10:00 Malevllle's Orch, KPO, KFI, KOW; Sudy'a Orch, KGO, KEX; Kaye's Orch, KNX. 10:30 Milne's Orch., KGO: Win ston's Orch, KPO, KFI. KOW; Gill's Orch, KNX, KSL, KOIN. 11:00 Caraon. organlat, KOA; Pas adena Civic Auditorium, KNX, KSL; Martin's Orch, KPO, ' KFI. KOW: World on Parade, KOO. . Dae Mall Tribune. Want Ads. MISSION SERVICE AT SACRED HEART A special mission &ervtc will be gin at the Sacred Heart Catholic church next Sunday at the 10:30 o'clock mans. Rev. Father Edw. J. Jennings, C. S. S. R., will conduct the ml Ml on, whichv will continue ihroughout the week, closing Sun day. November fl. Father Jennings is a member of the congregation of the Most Holy Redeemer, founded by Saint Alphon sua Llgourl, In the 18th century, an outstanding- missionary society, whose work In teaching and preaching the truths of Christianity, la well known throughout the world. The local mis sion will be a time of special grace for 'the strengthening of faith and devotion. The order of services In the mls- By 0. fit PAYNE RIFLE AM SHOOT ( NOT A "RIFLE, IT l& A COUPLE OT5 Jlt&y V A y jjjj j slon at Sacred Heart Church Is as follows: Solemn opening, Sunday, October 30. at 10:30 mass. Rosary, sermon and benediction every eve ning tt 7:48 o'clock. Week-day masses will be at C and 8:16 a.m. Solemn closing, with the Papal Blessing will take place on Sunday, November 8 at 10:30 a.m. The mission services axe open to all of good will. Good Samaritan Of Radio Opens Meetings , Today Resldenta' of Medford snd sur rounding territory will have the op portunity of hearing Reverend Ethel Duncsn,' th "Good Samaritan of ti.Htt HMY " Hnllvwanri. in a series of gospel meetings to be held In the Hansen building. Sixth and Bart lett streets, beginning at 7:30 this evening. nrMnH DllnA&n "on tour" for the purpose of meeting In per, on her multitude of friends wno lis tened to her program over the air. Aa the Good Samaritan of KNX, Hev. Duncan Jieaa me famous 'for her numerous charities. Her mission In itr tn nrHri th. teachings of the Bible and to bring more peo ple closer In contact with It through their own churcnes. creeos mean little to her, she declares. florvlrjN, will ba held everv week day n'.ght at 1:30 and a cordial Invi tation la extended to all. Docsn t Need Cats. EVANSVILLE. Ind (AP) Mrs. Victoria E. Wheeler used to worry about the rats getting her chickens but now the birds sre taking care of matters. She looked out In the chlken yard when she heard a com motion the other .day and saw a, plucky young Rhode Island red roos ter dragging a rat around by the talU while the other chickens pecked ths rodent to death. ; Divorced at 15. WABASH, Ind. (AP) Mrs. El I Zi bet h Posnough. 15-year-old mother of s nineteen-month-old child, was the youngest person ever to get a di vorce In the Wabash circuit court. She and her husband, Ralph, 19, were married In NovemDer. 1930. 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