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    MEDFORD MATT TRIBUNE. MEDFORD. OREGON, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1939.
After A Man's Heart
bv JEAN RANDALL 1
YESTERDAY. Georgt U con
vinced that Irit it still in leagut
with Latshaw, and needs Tim or
something. Until she can prove
iris is phony, Bug decides to be
friendly.
Chapter 22
A Confidence
'OU know, Buff, you're the first
J girl friend I've ever had," Iris
said, one afternoon. "Truly! I've
never been popular with my own
sex, for some curious reason." .
"That reason," Buff remarked
dryly, "would not be hard to find,
d'you think?" :
.'' Iris laughed a little. "Men, you
mean? 1 suppose so. But I can't
. help being attractive- to them.
Bun." It was said so simply,
without boastfulness, that the
young hostess took it at its face
value.
"I suppose you can't now," she
replied. "It's second nature with
you. You have to have your daily
dose of masculine admiration, or
your nerves will blow up. I've
known a lot of people like that,
men as well as women. What I'd
like to know," she went on casu
ally, curling one foot under her in
a fashion she had when she was
interested, "is how you got started?
And what you really get out of 117
Take Van now. He s simply ob-
sesscd by you. He spends so much
time doing soap figurines of you
that he'd starve if Webby and I
didn't feed him. He's not talented,
he has no money, he's not attrac
tive personally. In other words,
he's absolutely useless to vou. Iris.
And yet you fling him the word
here, the glance there, that keeps
him on a leash. Would you mind
telling me why?
"I suppose it's a hangover from
my cniicinood, iris said at last.
"My mother was a famous sinner,
really great in her own way. We
traveled about, and everybody sat
and adored her because of her
voice. I was hardly out of baby
hood before I started envying her,
started hoping I could sing. too.
better than she could, even. But I
hadn t a sign of a voice. I had some
thing else, though looks." She
paused to smile reminiscently at
tne lire.
"Your mother wasn't beautiful?"
"No. Homely, in fact. She didn't
mind at first. No one cared what
she looked like as long as she had
that magic voice of hers. But as I
grew older and well, prettier, her
voice began to go back on her. She
resented me then terribly. She
tried to keep me a child as long as
she could. I was having affairs with
men when she was still putting
socks on me."
"What do you mean by affairs
with men?" Buff inquired casually.
"Nothing immoral, if that's what
you're trying to find out." Iris's
lovely voice was quite as light in
tone as was Buff's. "Flirting with
hotel clerks and traveling sales
men; with orchestra men as I grew
a little older; finally with my
mother's managers. That's what
caused the rows. Oh, yes, we rowed
bitterly. She threatened to put
mp Into a convent; to turn me out
without a cent. It wasn't a pretty
chapter In my life," she finished.
Buff swallowed. It was not in
deed pretty, she thought; and un
willing sympathy for the lonely
child stirred her heartstrings.
. "You ran away? Earned your
own living?"
Iris lifted surprised eves. "I?
Work? At what, my dear? No, I did
something a lot smarter. I played
my game under cover after that. I
kept in the background and helped
Mother pretend I wasn't there. But
I made up for it by getting as many
men crazy about me as I could."
Repelling
THE younger girl gripped the
arms of her chair. This cold
blooded confession repelled her,
dissipated like mist the newly
formed pity she had been feeling
for Iris. Her scant knowledge of
psychology told her that the girl
had done nothing more dreadful
than build a defense mechanism
against her mother's jealousy; that
it was, at that time at least, en
tirely unconscious on Iris's part.
Still, she could not keep a trace of
hostility out of her voice when she
put her next question.
"Are you still doing that? Trying
to make men fall in love with you
just to satisfy your vanity?"
Iris was not offended. She
laughed, and turned her head a
trifle to see her reflection in the
mirror.
"You like to put things In plain
words, don't you? But you're right,
of course. It was sink or swim
with me, those last years with
Mother. If I hadn't taken refuge in
a sense of my power over men, I'd
have turned into a shrinking and
terrified shadow that kept itself in
the background. And where, I ask
you, vtmld that shadow have been
when Mother died? She left me
only a few thousand. I've had to
make them go a long way."
"How?"
Not even this blunt question of
fended the guest.
"Just any way I could find. If a
woman is pretty and is willing to
help out some man In a scheme
that's not too too scrupulously
honorable, she can always make a
nice profit. I suppose that horrifies
you, but you asked me." She sent
McMINNVILLE VOTES
ARMISTICE HOLIDAY
McMiunville, Oct. 31. (A1P
By a 50 to 22 margin Mi'Minn
villc merchants voted to close
their stores on Armistice Da.',
Mary Frances Gerber, chamber
of commerce secretary, report
ed today.
The secret vote was taken
after several merchants opposed
the chamber of commerce's sug
gestion that stores close. They
charged business would go to
Portland.
The 25.200,000 autos In Amer
lea are quite sufficient to take
every mnn, woman nnd child
in the country riding at the
some time.
Buff her sweetest smile. "And I'rr.
safe with you because you are just
that scrupulously honorable, I
mean. You wouldn't take advan
tage of a confidence you'd wormed
out of a guest!"
Buff swallowed again, with more
difficulty this time. Iris had
trapped her neatly. She had all the
curious ability of a helpless and
lovely thing to protect herself, it
seemed. Where truth and honesty
be6t served her, she used them; and
relied upon the same qualities in
those to whom she had confided
to protect herself. Buff attempted
feeble protest. , .
"I didn't worm anything out ol
you! Whatever you've told me to
day was of your own accord."
"No, dear' The sweet, drawling
voice was like a bit of cottor
soaked in ether, Buff thought. "Yob
set out to find out about that busi
ness with Tim last summer. Oh
I've known all along you knew
about it! Lots of people here in
town have told me that he was ill
at your father's ranch. I knew it
was a sort of breakdown, poor
Tim! I hated to let him down, bui
Latsviaw "
Buff interrupted her coldly
"You're confessing to me that you
fooled Tim Tim and George de
liberately? That you knew what
you were doing when you obeyed
Latshaw's instructions':"
"Confessing? Darling, no! Confi
ding is the word I used, I believe
And you're not the sort of persor
to betray a confidence."
"Nor, Buff told her pointedly
"the sort of person to stand by and
see a friend tricked twice!"
Iris yawned, stretching her arm.'
above her lovely head.
"Calm yourself, sweet! I come,
to paraphrase something I once
learned atschonl, I can't remembei
just where, not to trick dear Tim
but to marry him! There, does that
make everything right?"
"M-marry him! Iris, why?"
"You do ask a lot of questions,
don't you, infant? Perhaps because
I'm fond of him. Women often do
marry for that reason, I've been
led to believe. Perhaps because I
think he has a future a business
future, I mean. And perhaps." she
said in a changed voice, a white
line appearing suddenly about hei
mouth, "because I'd be safe with
him. Tim's wife would be safe from
everything and everybody, don't
you think, Buff?"
'My Chosen Wife'
AFTER that, things happened
with terrifying raoiditv. To be-
gin with, the next evening but one
after Iris's visit to Bull, Tim ap
peared pale and grim.
"You asked me to wait a while.
Buff, a few days, a week, before 1
. . . . asked Iris to marry me. Well
I've waited!" He scowled at herde.
fiantly and something in his ex
pression made the girl's heart turn
over. Unconsciously one hand stole
up to her heart as though to steady
its pounding.
Ana now you are going "
"No." He shook his head. "I've
done It. Last night. We're engaged.
ii u De in the paper tomorrow. 1
wanted you to know first. That's
why I'm here."
The room was swinging In slow
circles about her. She could not
have spoken at that moment if her
life had depended on it. With the
superb self-confidence of youth she
had counted on Tim's seeing Iris
with new eyes; as George saw her.
as Buff herself saw her, as every
body but Tim, in fact, saw her: a
girl with beauty and charm but ut
terly without integrity; lacking in
the fine honor which was the foun
dation stone of Tim's life.
Buff, sitting there dumb and sick
with misery, knew now tint her
imagination had played her a fa
miliar trick. It had run gayly on
ahead of her mind, picturing
events which would never come to
pass. She thought grimly of certain
bits of advice advocated by the
"new" psychology: to "think suc
cess and not failure"; and thus
achieve success. Well, she had
thought success if by success was
meant convincing Tim that Iris
DeMuth no longer counted in his
life.
It's not." Buff told herself with
anguish, "as if I'd been selfish
about him. I love him, yes; I do
did want to many him; but I'd
cheerfully have given him up if it
seemed best for him. But this . .
but Iris ..."
Tim was eyeing her narrowlv.
My dear child, what's the matter?
I thought you and Iris had grown
to be good friends. Surely you're
not going all pale and shocked be
cause of what I've just told you!"
ane spoKe mrougn stilt lips. "1
am, Tim! And not for the reason
you might think cither. I mean"
crimson suddenly replaced her pal
lor, cicar io me edge ol her low-cut
frock "it isn't because I . . . well,
you know I'm fond of you, Tim.
I've made no secret of it. But 1
don't want to marry any man un
lesswell, unless he's fond of me,
too. nut this thin is terrible, mv
dear," she went on more naturally.
"Iris is ... I can't put it into words
If you don't know by now, I sup
pose it's no use for inv of us.
George or all your friends, to trv
u persuade you that Ins is she
isn't "
"That's enough." he said shnrrtlv.
"If you can't congratulate me. Buff.
or wish me happiness, at least you
can refrain from criticism of my
chosen wife."
Continued tomorrow.
GLASS JOBBERS CITED
IN ANTI-TRUST PROBE
San Francisco, Oct. 31. (API
The Glass Jobbers' nssociaiior
of San Francisco nnd O: kland
was cited for contempt today
to the United States district
court here by n federal grand
jury conducting an investign
tion of the building industry In
northern California.
The association was ordered
by Federal Judge Harold Loud
erbnek to show cause W'ednos
day it should not be held in
contempt.
Closln (or To Uto to Clru-
Ify Ads U 1 30 p m
Use Mull I'rlbun wnnt !.
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AMP 6E"f rf
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REACH AND SftVS HE
DOESNT KNOW WHERE
tr i6
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STATEMENT BV RETREAT
IN5 HASTILY
AT SAFE DISTANCE
PAUSES TO SEE IF
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HE WOULDN'T
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KILLER.
JUSTICE
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d. FAGIN STEPLOCK'S BANNER.
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' ., 'Joe Gordon Honored
v ' Portland,' Oct. 31.-(AP)-Joe
Gordon, second baseman for the
New York; ": Yankee baseball
team, will be honored at a testi
monial, dinner November-16 at
the. Multnomah Athletic club.
Gordon, who learned, baseball
here, is' a former., University of
Oregon , student. '.
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Relief Drops
Portland, Oct. 31 (AP) The
state welfare commission report
ed Saturday general assistance
cases in September were the
lowest since October, 1937. It
was pointed out, however, that
lack of funds and not improved
conditions caused the drop.
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
brother uses Threats.
COUNTERS WlfH 1HREAT5
OF HIS OWN AS 1fa WHAT
he'll jo if brother
carries out Threats
AND 50, HAVING CONCLUDED
USUAL PRELIMINARIES "TO
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BROTHER, 60ES HOME AND
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IS SUPPOSED TO BE
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TO THOSE ATTEMPTING
TO DEFEAT MF-I -
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Pendergast Cited
In Bribery Charge
Kansas City, Oct. 31. (API
Tom Pendergast, boss of the
Democratic machine, and R.
Emmet O'Malley, former state
insurance superintendent, were
indicted today by Jackson coun
ty's grand jury.
Pendergast was charged with
bribery in connection with set
tlement of the $9,000,000 Mis
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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WITCH OF SALEM
The witch frenzy of Salem, Mass., broke out in the family of Samuel Parrls, a minister, who
employed an old West Indian slave named Tiiuba. Tiiuba liked io tell strange tales of voodoo
magic to the pastors' daughters at bedtime.
Screaming with frightful nightmares, the girls soon accused Tituba and two others of be
witching them. As a result, the three accused were sentenced to death. A special court was
formed, and within two years hundreds of suspected witches were jailed, 55 suffered torture
and 20 were executed, before the delusion ended its strange reign of terror.
TOMORROW: Frontier Marshal.
'OGAO..UH..DID,JA' ( COME ONd t "'fK II PAUL, I'M AFRAID I'M
SEE TM' SWEET J 1 R.OMEO 1 h WASHED UP' r CAPITAL
VME. TAILSPIN? WORK. TO J V OMt v rnviDi n-rrT
iTora vy'ndH v-
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT, VOU
GOOD PEOPLE HAVE HEARD
BALLINGER, EVEN AS THE
BULL OF BASHAN, SELLER,
WHERE WAS STEPLOCKON
OCTOBER 6TH. Q3S"?'i
WELL, HE SHALL HAVE
ANSWER.1
IMEBB VWOULDSJT
'Do That, he
NAME
ME ELOPE AMD
GIT MARRIED
TRY I SI1
ME FWOMy
WE GOT ME
HER
JOB HERE -
A F1ME FELLER.
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souri fire insurance rate case
and O'Malley was accused of
accepting a bribe.
Both men now are in Leaven
worth penitentiary serving sen
tences for federal income tax
evasion.
20 Killod in Wreck
Home, Oct. 3MAP)-Twenty
persons were reported killed and
many injured today when a pas
senger train entering the Milan
suburban station collided head-
IN 2VEftR6.
BSZ!
A
HE SHALL HAVE
AN ANSWER THAT
will SHRIVEL
HIS SOUL... IP
HE HAS A SOUL!
MAV 1 READ THIS
AN
LETTER JUST
RECEIVED FROM
My BELOVED
MOTHER f
( . ,
F1ME FELLER?'. WES
helped
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SNAKE IM TWE GRASS
HE A.MO NOBODY ELSE IS GRASS TO ME -DON'T
AM'
GOIN' TO KEEP ME FROM EVEM TWIMKlT IN MY
THIS
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HE'S
WORDS L BE&M PRA.CT IS70IUC. AN VWAIT Tl LL
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on with a departing train. Police
closed the station immediately
and details of the accident were
not known.
Pretender Passes
Stuttgart, Germany, Oct. 31
(JP) Field Marshal Duke Albrecht
von Wuerttenberg, 73-year-old
pretender to the non-existent
throne of Wuerttemberg and
commander of Germany's fourth
army during the World war,
died yesterday.
By HAL FORREST
By EDWIN ALGER
f ' '111 4
By SOL HESC
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