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Newspaper Page Textf PAOE ETOHT MKHFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORIV OREGON. TUESDAY. XOVEJFBER 1. 1938. DON'T MARRY THE MAN -By Jeenn Bowmin- 1'he Character! Kathleen Greroryt taking the name of Cleo Riley, floee Weit to pet a ripht-o-uay from MacDon ald or the Gregory Golden Girl mine. Donald MaeDonald: young owner of The Stubborn Boy mine, hates the Gregory elan. Brldfet: Kathleen's companion. Yesterday: Kathleen floret up when Donald tells her he can't stand red hair and the disposi tion that ooes with it. Chapter Eight lliile At First Sight DLINDLY Kathleen hurried from the hotel and blindly crossed the street. She would stifle If she drew another cubic Inch of Mao Donald air. 1 The insolence of the man! He was spoijed . , . Probably by the women Mayme had mentioned. But what made him think he could talk to her in that fashion? She walked on. The pavement on the Gregory side of Neutrality stopped at the end of the business section. The MacDonald pavement continued on. Kathleen took the dirt trail which ran parallel with the road, She rounded a curve and found her side edged by cottages which hud died together as though to hide their tattered shame from the neat stone bungalows on the opposite side. Kathleen's hands clasped tight' ly behind her. The Gregorys shamed by the MacDonalds, she thought. With militant step she strode on, unaware of quickening eyes oenind the windows ol tne Gregory "cots." She had noticed the windows. They were incongruities; gallant panes or shining glass edged by frilled white curtains and brave potted plants. The MacDonald homes . were modern. Kathleen could sense vacuum cleaners and electrically equipped kitchens, furnaces and tiled bathrooms. "But our cots are more pictur esque," she defended stoutly. They were. The roofs jutted out at all angles. Pocket handkerchief flow er gardens blazed with late fall flowers. "No artist would choose a Mac Donald house," she continued, looking at the wide yards, flower borders surrounding the bucolic heads of cabbage and kale; shrubs only halt-concealing the chicken runs in the rear. The road wound on up the hill and now the Gregory cots became abandoned hulks. Roofs were caved in. Stone chimneys sprawled from base to roadside: windows stared on the ruins with vacant, panelcss eyes. Only one of these had been re nominated. Kathleen stoDDed be fore It. She was confident no one was at home. An old black and white shepherd dog ambled out to sniff at her, wag approval and re turn to stretcn in the sun. Tiptoeing around to the rear she round a tiny vegetable plot and a miniature chicken house for a few miniature chickens. Still tiptoeing, Kathleen approached the cottage. There were no curtains at the win dows but the sashes had been painted a soft blue green. One gave view of the interior, and revealed a tiny place. There was a cot with a patchwork quilt, an old rocker pulled oeiore an iron stove and nearby, a table with a shaded kero sene lamp, a Bible and a pair of steel-rimmed spectacles. "I wonder who lives here," she murmured. She had reached the trail again before she realized she was still on tiptoe. House Divided ANOTHER turn in the road snd she stood still. There was a grotesque building ahead on the highe.it ledge of the hillside. It straddled the termination of the dirt and macadam road. In the middle it was low and built of logs. To the left the logs gave way to stone foundations with hori zontal clapboard walls. To the right the logs continued, but here was a log cabin of today; a lodge, the windows gay with Indian scr apes. "The House of Hate," she said with sudden understanding. There was the log cabin which had housed her grandfather and the grandfather of MacDonald before their feud had started. And be cause neither would give In to the other they had built their homes beyond the divided halves of that cabin. "The stubborn old rssoils." she chuckled, and made her way to the wide Gregory veranda, to curl up in the sun and sit dreaming of those other days. The view was magnificent. Kath leen felt she had been lifted to an other realm. Neutrality was vis ible below and seemingly as peace ful as its name. Beyond were the colored cliffs and bevond these, mountains, their sides dark with fir and capped with snow. And then into the quiet moment intruded the sound of an approach ing motor. Watching the road, she saw a car appear. It sped rapidly then swerved into the driveway of the other house. A moment later Donald MacDonald hailed her, from the street below. "Why can't you come up here?" she countered evenly, as he sug gested her joining him. "Forbidden territory," he re plied. "If a Gregory saw me cross ing the line, he'd shoot before he saw the whites of my eyes." "How childish," she pronounced. "What would happen if a Greg ory man crossed to your side?" "Only one man has ever tried it But then Old Balmy knows no bar riers." Interested, Kathleen descended slowly. "And who is Old Balmy?" "A Gregory shift boss. He lives down the line, first house from here." Kathleen nodded. "I noticed It Is his name really Balmy?" "No, it's Campbell. Balmy's nickname. He's queer; religious." Kathleen smiled. "So Neutrality doesn't go in for religion, either. MacDonald returned her smile and again she wondered at its quality. "Oh yes, there are two Presbyterian churches here. Balmy goes to each on alternate Sundays. But let's forget the old fellow, You have me apologizing again. I'm really sorry I offended you. I don't understand why I've been so rude every time we've met." Kathleen studied him- a mo ment. She could like him if h were not a MacDonald. It was the MacDonald disposition, of course, which spoiled him. However he was generous in his apology. "I haven't been exactly courte ous to you," she conceded. . "Then we can be friends? De clare an armistice? Shake on it?" What's Wrong?' ACROSS the barrier their handi met. Kathleen's clasp was firm and In her eyes was sly laughter. Less than twenty-four hours aftei she'd met him, Donald MacDonald was shaking hands with a "damned liregory. "Won't you come up to my ve randa? I've a grand view from there and my housekeeper will whisk up some coffee to take thi place of that you left in the grill." "Thank you. another time. Brid get and I must find living quarters Your hotel is lovely but if she ii going to write she needs quiet and we both want something less ex pensive. Mayme wasn't very hope ful, she said we, hadn't a chanci of finding anything to rent. What do you think?" MacDonald shook his head 'There isn't a house in Neutrality, unless you could rent tne uregorj half of this." 'You mean this one here?" asked Kathleen in surprise. "Isn't this where the owner lives?" "Hardly. He hasn t been hen since his father died. Only stayed an nour men. He s not man enougn to rougn it." Kathhleen's throat worked con vulsively as she swallowed her re tort. Her father, who disappeared regularly into the wilds of Canada to set a pace for his guides, con demned in this fashion? "But would you call living here roughing it?" she managed. "There's no steam heat, no elec tricity, nothing but the old housi built fifty years ago without i modern improvement added." "Bridget and I could manage," Kathleen countered confidently "Now if we just can find the par ties who have the renting of it, 01 would you handle it for us?" "Mel" exploded MacDonald. "1 wouldn't even call on Miss Dona hue in that house!" Kathleen wheeled. This was more than shetould take. "With an Incentive like that I know we're going to rent it," she flashed over her shoulder. Two steps away she was srrested by a roar of touchier. Indignant. she swung back. MacDonald was snouting nis amusement. Head thrown back, white teeth gleam ing, he was laughing at her. We're at It again, he explained. "Why can't we talk together for five minutes without quarreling? What's wrong with us?" Every Insult aimed at the Greg orys, from Mayme s to MacDon aid's, arose in Kathleen's memory. Hands clasped tightly behind her, cheeks white, brown eyes flecked with amber, she confronted young Donald. What Is wrong with us?" she repeated. "Do you believe In hate at first sight?" MacDonald sobered Instantly. The blue of his eyes turned to black. "Why yes," he returned evenlv. "I believe I do." He wheeled and strode away. Kathleen went swiftly down the dirt trail towards Neutrality. So this was the man upon whom she was to have an ameliorating ef fect; the one, Mayme had said would go for her. "He did," she breathed, "and howl" One thing she knew: thev were going to move out of that MacDon ald Hotel, instantly, even though they had to camo in the street: the Gregory side of the street. iCHmiki, int. Jtmt tmm) Tomorrow! Old Balmy. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX Tot further proof address the author. Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Reg. V. 8. Pat OS. OREGON'S EXHIBIT 8AM FRANCISCO. Not. l.-IDD- Kflth Southard, director of itntf pftrtlrlpiitlnt.. nnnminepd today Or ron and WanhmRton Mat exhibit for tl.c 1P39 San Franclro fair on TreaRure Wand were nearlng com pletion. Southard 'Mid the exhlblU from the northwest state would to ship ped within a few wees for place nifnt in the hall of western tate at the fair alte. Oregon has arranged a newly pat ented animated diorama ahowlng wino of Its moot famoua view nnd M-'ht and aluo l fending a colony ol ou.cii. uinc elk and other me animal. Washington, alao atreastng wild lift and natural reaourcea, ar ranged another diorama augmented by pleturei and murala. MEDFORD PEARS GO ABROAD THIS WEEK PORTLAND, Ore , Nov. t. iVTV Hood River, Yakima and Mdford apples and peara will go ahoard aer eral ahln this week In what prom laea to be another big freh-fmlt export wk on the Columbia river. The frelfihtera Canoeaa and Cordil lera are scheduled to arrive here to lift fruit a well a two fully re frigerated cm ft, American Reefer and Egyptian Reefer. The iotortliip Tnrnnger, Sofia Bukke, Rrnlamln Franklin and 'he f retIi ter. Tarifir Orovr. are other Aclieduled to alow fie. h fruit. ooD Uoqd DO 'one rNHMft WE, Pueblo, Colo., 4?lM H6RTIR5T fcND UVST NfSMK 1W ShWl BACKWARD Pfr FoRNARD HDD mm Hanaeii NEVI HAMPSHIRE, GliU KCCtlVE5rYiTY FROM ft TOWNSHIP VERMONT (Uheebck) r im JocKtV 0. won me m&hw meiaowm. rtnmi tmrm. nbt.u virtu wears in a r6h) (199,20,2$ Z(,,27,Z2,W) iheVictoriaReflia, INtPlREDTHE DESIGN FOR LONDON'S GREAT CRSmu PALA.Cc STRUCTURE, ft&LETo SUPPORT A 200-LB. MhH, PrUfcce DESIGN Of 4lR JOSEPH .PAtffoN, . f firSRPNER..i MtHtutfrt Bmdau. (nt. l.lly I'ull.-rii On November 30, 1036, a 25-acre tructure of Iron and glass was de stroyed by tha greatest conflagration London haa aeen in many a year. The building was the great Crystal Palace, erected originally to house the Oreat Exhibition of I85l. This orig inal structure had been exactly 1851 feet long, to commemorate that date. Later moved from Hyde Park to Sydenham, where It burned, Its length was increased to 2756 feet. The Crystal Palace waa designed by Sir Joseph Paxtor, gardener to the Duke of De von sh I re , and for yea rs was London's chief place of resort. Many visiting roynltles were enter tained there. Including Napoleon III and the Empress Eugenie, the Tsar of Russia, and the Sultan of Turkey. Sir Joseph got his Inspiration for the unique design of the palace from the odd, six-foot broad leaves of the Victoria rcgla Illy of South America. The 'toack of the leaf is made up of a network of ribs, making tt unus ually strong for Its thickness. Strange as It seems, these lily pads i are able to support a 200-pound man i the water. The plant's flower. ' more than a foot across, blooms only for two days, then la closed forever and withdrawn beneath the water. Dartmouth College In 1785 the Vermont legislature gave the town of Wheelock, Vt.. to Dartmouth college and Moor's Char ity school nt Handver, N. H.. and, named the town after the president of the former Institution. Dartmouth sttll receives a small fund fromt the township. Tomorrow: the scrap of paper that elected a president. Zellerbach Gains Refinancing Loan SAN FRANCISCO, Nov. I. Crown Zellerbach Corporation an nounced a 910.000,000 refinancing deal today. The firm took a bank loan of that amount to finance re tirement of the outstanding 9,026. fiOO Crown Willamette Paper Co. first mortgage 0 per cent bonds. The bonds were assumed by Crown Zellerbach when Crown Willamette wa merged Into the Zellerbach firm In March 1037. Call price Is 103, plus interest. Interest saving after 1939 will be 2!i per cent. In Knife Khiht ALTURAS, Calif., Nov. 1. fp) Ted Smith, foreman of the P. S. Dorrls ranch, and Dennis Sharp, ranch worker, were in a serious con dition today with stab woundB re ceived In a street fight Saturday with three men whom officers said Smith had discharged. Closing time for Too Late to Clas sify Ads is 1:30 p. m. WPA Road Funds For Douglas Co. WASHINGTON, Nov. 1. (API The WPA allotted $101,205 today to improve Douglas county roads not Included In the federal system. A La Grande street Improvement project received S14.SS9. WINDOW GLASS we aell window glass and will replace your oroKeo windows reasonably rhoworldge CaD met Worka. SURPRISE By GLUYAS WILLIAMS Ik In In vretDtsTo brush w& fKfrt All BV HIMSELF M A PlEft5Rrff SURPRISE F6R MtTWER 6rf5UP0MfffO0lfH OTOEft lb REACH feWH PASTE 1H CABINET 6ETS IbCrfH ?ASfE, iH So 501 N6 KrlOCKINfi 6F BA1W 'POWDER. OFF SHEIF TRIES .To CIEAH UPPoWH t)Et? 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