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PA0T5. TEN" rEDPO'RD MATL TTtTBTTyE, rEDFORD, P'REOOX. TTTlTRSDAT. DEfTrBER 8. IfflS. - THE ARMY POST MURDERS By Virginia Hanson ' The Characters Katherine Cornish, myself, ve iling Elizabeth on a mid-uieitern Army post. Elizabeth, the colonel's daugh ter. Charlie Spencer my flanei. Yesterday: Anne Carewe it murdered during the balloon dance. Chapter Eight Capnhle Of Murder OOMEONf! was breathing hard at my snoulder. I turned. "Charlie!" I whispered. Fear snot tnrougn me and left me trembling. His face was paper white under the golden down that covered it like peach fuzz, and his odd, yellow cat eyes had the brilliance of topaz. He looked wild, tigerish; his hand closed on my arm and the fingers sank in like claws. But he was looking past me at that tragic, aown-nung rorm. "She's dead," he said suddenly in a snocKingiy ordinary voice. The crowd panicked. Some wo man began to laugh. Doc Moore glanced up from his examination, said something in a low voice, and Adam, with courteous, relentless nnauiy, rorced its all out of the room. "Everyone wait, please," he di rected and closed the door. "Quick, someplace where we'll be alone," I whispered to Charlie. He merely stared at me stupidly. I took his unresisting hand and hurried him across the floor"to the rending room. For the moment we had it to ourselves. "Listen, this is serious," 1 said, trying to fix his wandering, fever ish gaze. "Listen, Charlie please pay attention to what I am saying. You realize this is murder, don't you?" The vacant yellow eyes looked back at me impersonally. "Well, what of i?" hn asked crisply; and I saw what I had missed before, that he was very aruriK. In that moment of horror It was possible for me to believe anv thing. I remember lookina him over quickly for suspicious sags or bulges. He was untidy his tawny hairwos mussed, there were wrinkles in his white mess jacket and slacks; but there was no sus picion of a gun on his lean, tail ored iorm. "All right, Charlie. I just wanted to make sure you remember you were with me in this room when tne shooting took D ace." Maybe I was a fool, but at that moment I thought I had to get him out of it. I'd take a chance on fixing i. wiin main. "With you? I don't believe was." said Charlie with a flash of intelligence. I siehed in assumed imrjatlenre "I was afraid you were too tight to remember. I suppose you've for gotten I asked you not to take that last drink?" "Tight? Nothing of the sort. Of course i remember. The trouble witn you, Ked, you re a prude. Cut out to be an old maid.'" And with that distinctly uttered pleasantry Charlie tipencer drop- peu onto mc leatner divan and went instantly to sleep. i stood jooKing at film Tor a moment In baffled rilence. There was no telling what he had done and no cl ance of finding out from him now. It seemed to me he was perfectly capable, bolstered by a few drinks, of killing a girl to keep another man from having her. But had he? And how could I find out? A Man-Hunting Weapon T TURNED out the ligh- in the reading room and pushed the door nearly to, hoping that he would not be found for a while. Then I slipped through another noor i round unlocked which opened direct from the reading room on the strip of side yard between the Service Club and the chapel. The club stood back from the street a short distance like a pri vate residence, and the block was lined with parked cars. Avoiding the front of the building, I cut across In front of the darkened chanel ..nd hurried along the side walk, searching for Charlie's car. A pissing sentry eyed me curious ly, I thought, before he sauntered on. Under the next street light I found the roadster that had been Charlie's pride and Joy for the summer before, when he was on graduation leave. I slid behind the wiiecl, con scious of a homesick pang. I had driven this car In lighthcartcd moments. . . . Only a year ago. It had been a good summer commencement behind me, and ahead vague rosy dreams of fame, based on nothing more tangible than a small cheek for my first story. Beside me. Charlie, looking like a new-hutched chick In his spanny olllccr's uniform. The sum-mcr-whonl gang; campus parties; miles and miles along the lake in the roadster with Eileen and her current youth singing like angela in the rumble seat. A good summer, our last at home. It was all changed now: Dad rambling through southern France on his sabbatical; Charlie's father transferred to Los Angeles, their house sold; Eileen singing de terminedly against the incessant clatter of my typewriter and the periodic, devastating typhoon ol the elevated outside our window. And Charlie Charlie drinking himself out of the picture because a girl named Anne Carewe had got herself engaged to another man. And Anne Carewe lying on a chaise longue with a bullet hole in her back. . . . I remembered his conversation with Elizabeth that afternoon and ran my hand along the back of the driver's seat. The gun was there, wedged in behind the cush ion, the grip where he could put his hand on It I drew it out and looked at It with the distrust I always feel for pistols. I had shot Charlie's twenty-two rifle when we were kids, but this was different an ominous, heavy thing, a man hunting weapon. It was Id: but I didn't Vn nra how long it would stay warm after ii was nred. i didn't know how, to break it to set: if it had hp.n flrorl I didn't know anything about the thing except that I was eoine to get rid of it for a while. I considered. It would not do just to throw It away somewhere in tne dark; for eventually it would be found and traced to Charlie the numbers, or something, were registered. I knew. Where, then could I hide it? The only place I could think of was my suitcase in Elizabeth'i guest room. Fantastic Thought THE thought of Elizabeth brought mA Itn with on (M. shock. She must be still at hnm waiting for her call. She ought to t . told about the tragedy. I would make that an excuse for my actions. The keys were In the car. I was relieved but not surprised to find them. Charlie was casual about such things. We warmed to each other like old friends, Charlie's roadster and I. The quarter mile or so from one end of the plain to the other van ished behind us like a thread of smoke and we drew up in front of Colonel Wright's - arters. I was conscious of a pang of dis appointment Elizabeth must have gone back to the party. Her car was not in sight. Well, I would go in, hide the pun and leave. I could at least say I had been looking for her. The knob turned under my hand doors are never locked on a post and I entered softly, remember ing Annie's promise to be in early. The lights were on in the front of the house, but I saw no one as I tiptoed through the hall and up the creaky stairs. I found my suit-, ease in the dark, removed the pistol from the capacious sleeve of the mandarin coat where I had been carrying It, and buried It un der some lingerie. Then I locked the suitcase and out the kev In m evening bag. That much, at least, was done. But on I., wav dnumct.ir. disturbing thought came to me. How long had Elizabeth been gone? Could she prove an alibi for the time of the shot? I tried to dismiss the fnntmstio thought, but it keDt and with it Adam's recital of Bar---" Nelson's lovn mnoU i.ih. tnbloids would have phrased it ui inai i Deneve Kiizabetl- capa ble of murdei. The thing, I re peated, was fantastic Rui ivhot about the gossipmngersj Would n't they be the first to scream "'Motive"? And so. with the hieh-mlnHed intention of Drovinc on nlihi Inr her, I snooped. There may have been some excuse for mv mid dling in Charlie's affairs. There was none for what I did now. The telenhone was nn th. colonel's desk. I entered the den, closed he door and spoke softly into the transmitter. A man's voice answered me the soldier operator of the private exchange. "I'm expecting a long-distance call, I said In a voice I tried to make casual. "Can you tell me if anyone has tried to qet this num ber in the pan half-hour?" I was prepared to hear that Omaha had called, whereupon I would ask the time of the call. But the operator dashed my plans. "No ma'am, Theres been no long-.;:stance :! tonight." 1 replaced the instrument r. gretting my Impulse, trying to dis pel m. awakening suspicions with the reminder that Elizabeth had said her father mifl' ; telephone. One thir ,.hS certain, however. Not even to Adam would I con fide what I had learned I opened the door of the den. and there, at the far end of the hall, framed in the outer doorway, was Elizabeth. She looked startled at sloht of me, and 1 thought she even caught ler lirealh. (Copyrfgar. rtrglnla HansonJ Monday: The bullet CANBY WOULD USE E PORTLAND, IVr. H (API Cm.hy appllrd to the Bonneville dm mi thnrity Kdnv fnr 3 Ml kllowntl-ymrft of C-lumMa rlvr electrical energy. J. D. How. dam Rcimlnlstrntnr, etl. muted the city would y appMxl nvitcly I I mills for the power, P.iw.t s-. 1 1! Mip p!n would cut the ri t rift'a cost ,i i: a l r a well im pro x.i'f In onic to educe thr city's C'itv r. p:vcntt1ivtk n4wr1ed their pm(-r mil rt ttvi. private util ities W'.m'.d b i,vhed U $2&A(t ft year undfr the new pmpoMl. The munlr pMitv nin-inlcs Ma own div tiu;utltn yUuU PASTOR SAYS J IS STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For farther proof address the author, Inclosing stamped enrelope for. reply. Rff. TJ. 8. Pt Off. WAMUNOTON, txv. 8 (API The Rr. Hnwnrd Rtone Anderson, On-rrsntl-nsl psstor hftr. salil t.vlay unless Jmim noowvelt Infliirtnt his church contributions in his Income tux returns, he would be considered "ft M object levon to the coun try." "It Is entirety lrul tor msn to msKe these rirrlu.-ttons end whore there Is eurh s lack of evidence ot them as In his rov, one emit help but Interpret It the way I did." Mr. Anderson Mid. The minister, relyini; on published Income tiu rre-rds o( rresUont I Ito-srvelt's ellest son. told the iim coauultter ua uii-Ameilcua acUMUes ton aMtrte ehu&Je&es, HfPt QuJ&y K HrWftowN 1,000,000 Mltf V SsuZ Fl 150,000,000-fVEftR H MggEBSPte ' RMStN INDUSTRY SWr WteOHW 6ROUflrtT-roCftUfORNIftWorA . Cloud sisters With eight years and 1,000.000 miles of airline service to their credit. Annese and Agnes Pugh are tho only twin alsters to hold Jobs as skyway stewardesses. After becoming a nuree, Agnes five years ago Joined United Air Lines a a stewardess. Two years later Annese followed her sister's example and took to the air with American Air Lines. Recently they added tip their mileage and found they had covered 1,000.000 miles between them. St 50,000.000 Twig Btrange aa It seems, from the single twig of a Spanish grape vine, brought Into California from Mexico by Franciscan padrea In 1769. sprang this country's entire raisin growing In dustrya 150,000.000 a year aftnlr. Planted at the Mission of San Diego, the vine grew luxuriously. In two years It yielded fruit and pro vided CUttlnffK which were ntnntocl at other missions as the padres press ed north. One of these original vines, plant ed by the Franciscans at Mlaslon San Gabriel In 177S, still produces at the rate of five tons a year. In 1771 the padrea blessed and shipped lrom California the first keg of wine Bent from this country to the Vati can In Rome. Cuttlnga from Prance, Turkey. Per sia and other countries were Intro duced Into the United States when the success of the Spanish vines was apparent, and today crop yield of some three billion pounds are pro duced each year. yesterday James' apparent failure to make church donations causes "loss In support" for benevolent organi zations. "And aa we weaken our spiritual instltuttcna we weaken America," he added. James Roosevelt aalri in itA. ment at Holllater; Cel., he actually did make such contributions but ua ually he did not claim deductions for them. He said If Mr. Andin was Interested, he would be glad to iniorm nim oi his donations. Use Mall moune want Ads. WPA Employment Ebbs During Week WASHINGTON, Dec. 8. (API Works Progress Administration un employment rolls declined 33.088 dur ing the week ended December 3. Workers on that date totaled 3.183.- 418, compared with 3.216.506 for the week ended November 36. The reduction was not felt In Ore- son. On the contrsrv WPA .nr.-n. ment Increased there from 18,393 to 18.498. I Uae Mall Tribune want Ads. I TAILSPIN TOMMY On Wings of Disaster! SHADY COVE CLUB TO SPONSOR OASIS DANCE' SHADY COVE. Dec. 8 (Spl.l The Shady Cove Community club will sponsor an old-time dance Saturday night at the Oasla In Eagle Point. Refreshments will be served and the public Is Invited. 4 BEAVERTON. Ore.. Dec. 8. (API Beaverlon this uwv raa)At. sir v I McCloskey mayor and Homer Wilson recorder. U. S. dog population Is 16.000.000. EARLY SHOPPER By GLUYAS WILLIAMS DDES HIS CHRISTMAS SHOP PlHb EARLS'. HIDES WE'S PRE5rTMr IN UNDERWEAR DPfWER REMEMBERS SHEUB5 60IK6lrfro1rlAr5RfiUEr: VvnENPWilte lAlNPRr' AWAY M&VKrffOMESS.SHIRi' DRAWER WHICH SHE ISTi'l SOLIKaYYoNEEPfoorai, MS LOCKS DRAWER 1 1 NEW MjrVf HAS fo DRESS FbR ABAW&UEf AND HAS RR6BvTEN VJHWHEPlP Wrfrt -THE KEY FINDS KEV AfLASf.fo'rRE- DAY OR "tWo LA"fER D)S- MOVES rf 16 SAflT WrfrilN A WEEK HAS F0R6CH VtNi bflMfc 1K0UDLE Kf COVERS Wirt ABOUT 1o HIDIN6 PlflCE IN TEN WHERE HE HID IT. E" C1JPR1N6, HIDES PRESENT CLEAN Olff CLOSET. RES" ATTiC VENfUALLY HAVlKC To 6f ON CLOSET SHELF CUES PRESENT WIFE 1b HELP HIM FiND If (Oopyrignt, 1938, by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.) 3 MATTER POT Kv 0 K PAY!" PO-P! STOtfP PfSMATTtO 1mTyZ1 Un"PCK LH MY Va, N( WTA CANT f JVvn 5CA-r&tY lB j (Copyright, Ha.by The Bell 8 By HAL FORRES 'S HAPPENING in THE CABIN OP THE AMPMIBIAM. 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