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PAGE EIGHT by Frances Shelley Wee- ytSTtRDAV. Murder, not sui cide, u Michael' verdict. Alto, Mn. Murchiion ij a bigamist, Dt vot her first husband. Murchfjon bought the diamonds to couer Marie'i theft of them. War-eet-ran Smith telle Michael he saw Murchieon buying an oar-lock. Chapter 42 The Hairpin SEVERAL hours later, on the af ternoon of the same day. Tuck stood looking out of a window in the living room overlooking the Horseshoe. A car drove up to the Devoe door, and Mrs. Murchison accompanied by Jared Devoe came out of the house and drove away. "Bunny," she exclaimed. "He's gone. Jared Devoe, I mean," Bunny looked up from the needlepoint chair cover she was working at "Well Tuck?" "Don't you see? It's all right let's go out and hunt tor your Creeping Man, Bunnyi Out where you saw him, the other nightl May be he had a ladder, and came up over the cliffs. We could find the mark, perhaps. You know Michael hasn't paid any attention to that story, because he seemed to have his mind just set on Duncan being guilty. Do you believe Duncan is guilty, Bunny?" Bunny laid down her work and crossed her hands over her knee. She looked up at Tuck with a hint of pain in the clear gray eyes. "I don't know what to think, dear. Michael's awfully clever, and aw fully decent He wouldn't talk that way to me about Duncan unless he had some basis for it He never talks like that without a reason. But honestly, looking at Duncan, listening to him talk, can you be lieve that he is the . . . the fiend who is running wild here?" "No," said Tuck promptly. "I cannot. I don't think Michael's tell ing fibs, but I think he's mistaken. I think he's prejudiced, for the first time since I've known him. So, let's go ourselves, Bunny, and find out what we can ... if we can find out anything. I'll go to Father Forrest er with it if Michael won't listen." "Michael would listen. He is fair minded, lamb. I don't want to ad mit it but I must" "Bunny," Tuck said, her eyes on the geraniums blooming in the window boxes, "are you in love with Duncan?" Bunny frowned. "I don't know," he said, as if they were discussing remote question. "I don't honest ly know. I could have been. I sup pose, if I'd seen more of him. I'm all upset and sort of miserable these days because it seems as if it's no use having faith In human nature any longer if that nice boy turns out to be a dreadful criminal. I didn't see very much of him, Tuck " "No. Well, I like him. I'd like you to marry him. You make a lovely looking couDle. both of you so tall, and his eyes so blue, and his hair so wavy, and his shoulders so broad, and you slim and gray-eyed and black-haired and generally darling. Bunny laughed In spite of her self, and lumped up to give Tuck a hug. "You are a lamb." she said. "I (eel better. Do we go to the Woods, then?" "Feeling quite sure," said Tuck seriously, in a lowered tone, "that the real villain of the piece, as yet unmasked, has gone away I'm not afraid to go. What could he do to us, anyway? Nothing." "She could have let him In, that night couldn't she?" Bunny asked. "It's all there. Motive, opportunity, everything. You know, Tuclfie, I think Duncan believes that too. He's afraid he can't prove it. He hates Devoe. It was Devoe he was threatening to kill, Tuck. It must have been. He didn't mean it but you can't blame him for saying it. He doesn't know the truth, and he thinks that woman is his siMer-in-law, and" she paused "he hates her too, in spite of what they're trying to make out I'm sure of that much." They reached the garden gate, and stood hesitantly tnere; behind them the house and security; be fore them the dark woods, but, per haps, the unraveling of a secret Dark Woods AT THE moment Charlotte Jean came running down the path. "Mrs. Forrester, ma'am, you Save me quite a start, indeed you id," she said, wiping her hands on her apron. "Mr. Michael said that I was to keep my eye on you, and if you started off into the woods, like, I was to tell you to come back." Tuck's eyes were round and In nocent "But why, Charlotte Jean? It's perfectly safe now." The two girls went on down the path, reached the fork where the fainter trail turned off toward the river and followed it. The woods were dark and full of mysterious shadows: Tuck jumped oil the path when a rabbit hopped out of the unrtcrbrusn. "I don't have the slightest idea what I m afraid or, sue whispered, "but the place acts me. Ohl "What it it?" Tuck put her hand over Bunny's. "Something moved ... I saw some thing there, in the shadows ... it moved against the light . . . Just ahead in that clump of trees. There!" She clutched Bunny's arm as she spoke. "Don t you sec? Bunny did not need to answer, for just as Tuck spoke the figure in the shadows resolved itself into Dr. McBain, wandering along the path toward them, head down. Dine In his mouth. He looked up quickly and was obviously as startled to ice them as they had been to see him. "I hope I didn't startle you?" he laid in a moment. "I'm afraid yon did," Tuck's roice was nhaky. "It's such an eerie Spreckels Wife Is Granted Divorce San Diego, Cal., Dec. 23. (U.R) Jane Turner Spreckels, San Diego socialite, won an in terlocutory decree of divorce to day from Claus Spreckels, Jr., Coronado, grandson of the lnte Caiiloriiw sUtir luagiutte, Julm sort of place, and we weren't look ing for anyone to be here." "Eerie? I'm afraid I hadn't no ticed it I come here frequently to think out any problem that comes up." He looked at them kindly, and yet inquiringly. "You're both pale," he said sharply. "I suppose it's this air of mystery and terror surrounding us. My wife is really ill with it all." It's been awful, hasn't it?" Tuck said. "I thought Mrs. McBain couldn't be well. She looked dread fully pale yesterday." "I'm glad she isn't living as close to it as you are," he said, tapping his pipe on his boot heel. "Your husband is working hard, 1 sup pose? I haven't had a long talk with him for several days." He dropped Jiis voice. "I sincerely hope he is making headway," he said. "I think he is. He's down town working this morning. He doesn't tell us very much, you know. It's a very complicated business." McBain's face was stern. "It Is that" he agreed heartily. "We shall be more than glad when it is cleared up. It is terrible terrible. I do not . . . oh, I shouldn't say that . . . I did not believe that Dr. Mur chison could possibly be dead. 1 am beginning to change my opin ion." He drew a deep breath. "Oh, well. I mustn't burden you with my feelings. I'm thankful that it's Mr. Forrester, and not I, who has to deal with it. He is a very keen lad. I noticed how very cleverly he concealed his real knowledge at the inquest, regarding Miss Lis sey's last talk with you. No one who didn't know ... or who hadn't suspected the truth . . . would have guessed that he didn't tell all he knew." "No, I don't believe they would. Of course he couldn't possibly tell everything she told us." "No. Poor soul! I detested her heartily in life, but it seems a very small thing to cost one one's life. However ... I must be off." He looked at his wrist watch. "I have a lecture. Good afternoon . . . and a pleasant walk." Big Log 'P11E two girls went on only a few i steps until they came to the end of the path, or, rather, to the edge of the wood. Perhaps ift some time the trees here had extended to the water's edge, but they had been cleared for a distance of an eighth of a mile along the river and per haps twenty feet back from the edge. This was the rocky stretch of ground . . . although Michael had not told them . . . where he had seen Miss Lissey with her reading glass. This also was the place, just at the end of the path, where Mrs. Devoe's body had been found. Not knowing the exact spot, they did not shiver, and avoid it but went on. slowly, up the bank. ''Do you see that big log, about half way up the clearing? Bunny asked quietly. "It's just under the overhang of the trees. Look . . . that big stump is almost directly be tween it and the water. Tuck, that's where we were sitting the night we saw him . . . the Crdtpins Man. On that log. You know . . ." she stopped suddenly, and turned to Tuck. "It never occurred to me be fore. How stupid we were! That man ... he could perfectly well have been hidden on the other side of the stump. Perhaps not hidden at an, luck, ferhaps just some body sitting there enjoying the sunset And then we came along, and sat down, and perhaps he didn't like to startle us by getting up suddenly, bo he Just crept away quietly when it got dark. On, Tuck, of course that's the explanation! Tuck said nothing, although her rueful face betrayed her feelings. They had reached the stump, now, and' leaned against it. Bunny looked behind her swiftly to the fallen log, where she and Duncan had sot. ''Tuck, you slip down on the other side of ihe stump.", she commanded, "and ''11 go and sit on the log. Then, we'll see if that idea would be possible. It would cer tainly answer a big question in my mind." "No. we better trode places. You're bigger than I. This stump isn't so awfully tall, Bunny. You come. A man would be more your size." So B u n n v went over and dropped down behind the stump as if she were a man smoking his after-dinner pipe. Tuck surveyed her from the log. "I con almost nearly see the too of your head, but not quite," she said. "But it might have Been done. Still ... I don t see how you and Duncan could possibly have coma all along the bank and not seen him, if he were sitting there all the time. There's no underbrush around at all. Bunny got up and came over to her. She bent down and picked up something from the ground. "This must be yours, tuck, this hairpin, she said. "Pearl gray shell? Who In the world wears pearl gray shell hair pins in this day and aie? The answer came to both of thorn at once. "Mrs. Devoe did," Bimnv said quietly. "She must have walked along here just before . Tuck jumped up. "Hush, Bunny. Don t say It. And then they heard, quite plainly, the murmur of voices. Bunny swung around and gated into the woods, where all was still. Tuck, keener of hearing, perhaps, went forward cautiously and peered over the steep cliff. She gazed down incredulously for I moment, then tiptoed back to Bun ny. "You know what it is?" she de manded. "It's thnt Michael For rester, with Gordon Donne, drift' ing down-stream in a brand new grav boat. Cushions and every thing. Isn't that terrible?" She looked at Bunny tragically. "Bun ny, do you suppose he's lost hit mind; Contlnurd tomorrow D. Spreckels. "He told me he no longe loved me," Mrs. Spreckels testi fied. "He said he didn't wnnt t be tied to anyone in particular very long. The Spreckels ninrricd at Cor onnrio May 1, 1!K7 and separ ated last March, according to the complaint. MEDFORD MAIT On the RADIO CHAINS STATIONS Where to Find Them or the Dial. Kes. Portland, 1180; KF1. 040 Los Anteles; KOA, 1470, Spokane: KOO. 700, San Francisco; KUH 020, Portland; KJR. 870, Seattle; KNX, 1050. Los Anteles; KOA, 830. Denver; KOIN. 940, Portland: HOMO. 926. Seattle; KPO, 630, San Franrlico; KSL. 1180. Belt Lake. Sunday 8:00 Hour. KPO, KOW. KCT: Fs- Jlval of Music. KOO. KJB, KEX: Adventures of EUery Queen, KOIN. KNX, KSL. 6:00 Manhattan Merry-Oo-Round. KPO, KOW, KFI: Sunday Evening Hour. KNX, KSL, KOIN; Note Book, KOO. 6:30 Organist, KOO, KJB; Famil iar Music. KPO, KOW, KFI. 7:00 Hlllman, commentator, KOW; Playhouse. KNX, KSL, KOIN: Sleep Serenade, KPO; Hour of Charm. KOO, KEX, KJR, KPl. 7:30 Carnival, KPO, KM, KOW: Musical Mosaics, KOO, KJR. 8:00 Christmas singing, KOO: Ayres' Orch., KOIN, KNX; Night Editor, KOW, KPT, KPO; News. KEX. KSL. 8:15 Drama, KPO. KPT, KOW: Community Sing, KEX. 8:30 Sweet and Low, KOO. KJR: Jack Benny, KPO, KOW, KPT; March of California, KNX. NEW TOYS TrllUKS WHAf FlW It ISfO HWE NEW THINGS TO ?W WITH AFTER CHRISTMAS. HARPLY KH0W6 WHAf To cnoosr DECIDES TO LOOK AT HIS NEW PICTURE BOOK IN STEAD 1-Zfe BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER I LIS'SEN, TOMKINS '.) ( I F I LET YOU I I VsST.' HtvAU' I I I KNOW WHY YUH AIN'T ) ( UH-,1 If TELL YUH WHAT. LEM ... I'LL I BEEN HERE J SOLO BEFORE LEM .' C'MERE h" SOLOED YET, LEM, VHUH'S If GO UP WITH YUH.' BETWEEN SEVERAL DAVS YOU'RE READY, V A MINUTE f V K YUH NEED SOME S NOW, AN' I AIN'T CHUCK , YOU R. .j ) THINGS EXPLAINED mm A SOLOED ...ID LIKE) MONEY WILL f , oOiiiS f T HrVi THtit I " , rz - iTO KNOW WHA.T J ( BE PAYING J c4 'iSSSs INSTRUCTORS ARE y if "V -.cy l PAID MY T-- I FOR. A fifVA lfT TOO DUMB TO ' ( l 7 YE AM !) , 9p BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER Further Bulletins! By EDWIN ALGER 20( W0 'S Y NoW' WA,T A H If St2 VOL).' WANNA HEAR SOME N I RKO'HI2E Y EVERV ONE OF 'EM 1 1 YEAH? AN' EVERY LAST sgfes JMBiWOBl SECOND MAYOR : ' NAMES? LEMME READ THESE! 'EM? A LAST-OITCH ONE OF 'EM HAS LEASED 1 18 AM J A BALUNGER-lU. ; FLORENCE KERR, MART1S LOGAN, F1SHTER FOR ME Wi THEIR LOTS TO OIL JSsrAr-n BET EVERYONE 6EORSE DURNO, NANCY CASEY, IN THE CAMPAIGN) ?v---, COMPANIES I 1 T HASN'T GONE V FRED MORRISON HAROLD MARSH, J BLESS THEM v 1 o WELL, IVE TURNED EVERYTHIMS XY THINK HARO ? 1 . WE NUMB ? IT WAS Z ; - ? IN THE. PLACE INSiDE OUT AND ) DONE NOTUlWG ELSE .IT5 NUMB WHEN IT l UPSIDE DOWN AND 1 CANT FIND ON MY MIND SINCE 1 y5 MEW --1-YOUR HALF OF THE FORMULA -ST 1 iFOUNO OUT ITS VALUE . T"ll " F-Tp r7)l l CANT NOU TWMK HARD-r TT1 1 I'VE GOT MV OLD TUIMKERt S ' TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, 8:00 Walter Wtncbell. KPO. KPT. KOW; Ben Berate. KNX, KOIN: Mr. DUtr.i-t Attorney, KOO, KJR, KEX. 8:30 Christmas Carol. KNX. KOIN; Martin's Orch., KOO, KEX: One Man's Family. KPO, KPT. KOW; News, KJR. 10:00 Martin's Music, KOO, KJR. KEX: News Reporter, KPO, KPT, KOW. 10:30 Tucker's Orch., KOIN; Noble's Orch., KOO. 11:00 News, KOO: Ross and Teo. KOIN, KSL: Nottingham's Orch., KOW, KPO. KPT: Newa, KNX. Monday 5:00 Party. KPO, KPT. KOW; 8unset Shadows. KOO. 6:30 Time and Tempo. KOW, KPT: Kelsey's Orch.. KOO, KJR; Master Singers, KPO. 6:00 Rochester Orch., KOO, KEX; Radio Theater. KSL. KNX. KOIN; Quiz Program. KPO, KOW. KPT. 6:30 News and Views. KOMO: Templeton Time. KPO, KOW. KPT. KMEO; News. KJR. 7:00 Little or Hollywood, KGO, KJB, KEX; Hour, KPO, KOW. KFI: Lomhardo's Orch., KSL, KNX, KOIN. 7:30 Blondle. KNX, KSL. KOIN; Sensations and Swing. KPO, KFI, KOW; Radio Forum, KOO, KJR. KEX. 8:00 Amos and Andy. KNX, KOIN. KSL: Doe's Music. KEX: Fred Waring. KPO, KOW, KPT; Aloha Land. KOO. 8:151 Love a Mystery. KPO, KFI. KOW; Lum and Abner. KNX, KSL. KOIN; Doe's Music. KOO: Courtney's Orch.. KEX. 8:30 Drama. KPO, KFI. KOW; frT&. ussLnr fSri DECIJfSToPlflVWnVllfi -TRAIN UNCLE 6E0R6E 6AVE HIM 5CfS TRACKS UP AND DE CIDES "lb PlAVWrTH HIS BUU.PIH6 SE1" INSTEAD RErtEMBETfc HE HASN'T TRitp out His PNrtt BO YtT. 6ETS 6Lft55 0f WATER AND COLORS A PICTURE opens up The sot and -tries OUT HOW IT IS IttlMd by Th Bell Syndicate. Inr ) Whoopsl Prediction OREGON, SUNDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1939 Breese's Orcb., KEX: Bug Band. KOO: Model Minstrels, KNX, KSL. KOIN. 8 '00 Osborne's Orch., KOMO; Sherlock Holmes, KPO, KFI, KOW; Tune Up Time, KNX. KSL. KOIN; True or False, KOO, KEX, KJR. 8:30 Hawthorne House, KPO, KOW. KFI; Hawkins' Orch., KOO; Welles Orch.. KNX; News. KJR. 10:00 News Reporter, KPO, KOW, KFI; Heldt't Orch.. KOO, KJR; News, KSL, KNX, KOIN. 10:30 Music by Woodbury, KPO, KOW: Tucker's Orch., KOIN, KSL, KNX; Foster's Orch., KOO, KJR, KFI. 1 1 :00 Ravazza's Orch.. KPO. KFI: This Moving World. KEX. KJR: Or ganist, KOIN. KSL; News, KOO. KNX. KOW. Radio Highlights (Pacific Standard Time.) New York, Dec. 23. Two days full of programs are the networks' holiday presents to listeners. On Christmas eve, the net works will have President Roosevelt, a message from Rome, war front broadcasts, Shirley Temple, Lionel Barry more, a special hour of greet ings and midnight mass from St. Patrick's cathedral. New York. On Christmas day, they will offer King George of Great Britain, Eamon De Valera of By GLUYAS WILLIAMS tiffin DUMPS CONTENTS OF BO OF BU!UM6 PARTS ON FLOOR AND STARTS CoN STRUCTiON same he To Fi6i)R PLRVEP DECIDES fo 60 OUT-OF-DOORS AND PICK6 HIS WAY OUT mm Tracks, buildiKS farts, car6, paints, etc., which some one else will pick up Eire, observances in the war zones, including A. P. corre spondents, "Pinocchio," a Grace Moore concert and other fea tures. In more detail, this is the 48-hour schedule: Christmas eve WEAF-NBC, WABC-CBS, MBS 10 a. m.. Bishop Ralph Hayes and carols from Rome. WABC-CBS, WJZ-NBC. MBS 2 p. m.. National Christmas tree, President Roosevelt. STRANGE For further proof addreas R5ULATl0H k BLBcTric 0RQM-- i -7 of ft circuit For sewjiNcj j 9b TELEGRAPH MESSAGES hffijL&S OVER h SINGLE PAIR OF fflftffip&g0 A rJlf AR BUILT BY VX W l&STr 1b diiERT WATER fikf O-Q FROM THEIR L. T J GIRL GRIDDER Strange as it seems, in a recent all-girl football game, pretty Lois Roberts of Los Angeles, newest west coast gridiron sensation, punted SO yards barefoo ted a distance commendable in any college game. Lois, team captain and triple-threat player, is 19 and weighs 125 pounds. ORGAN INSPIRATION An organ aided development of a circuit tripling ihe possi ble number of messages over a single pair of telegraph wires. Electric tone generator of the Hammond electric organ, adapt ed to telegraphic communication, boosted the possible number of multiple messages from 32 to 96. MONDAY: Love Budget. WEAF-NBC 12:45 p. m., Na tional Press club chorus; 8:30, "Christmas at Bracebridge Hall," drama. WABC-CBS 10:45 a. m., mes sage by Commander Raymond Kelly, American Legion; 4:30 p. m., Shirley Temple in "The Bluebird"; 5 (west at 7), Lionel Barrymore's annual Dickens' "A Christmas Carol"; WJZ-NBC 10:15 a. m.. War Children's Christmas Overseas; noon broad cast from Siegfried line; 4:00, AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX tha author. Inclosing a stamped enreloM for reply. Reg. V. S. Pat. Off. 6LAM0UR im Robert -cApTain of h lot hmzizs 6tR& football team. 6AME--BAREFooTSDf -?29- ' Hf TELL YUH WHAT. L&M ...I LL GO UP B TH TWO Kl OONT MEAN TO MAG DUI IHAM HtAf VJr- IS AS MUCH USE AS A CUPOLA lONABAR-i ONLV ITS NOT . J(?' . VREASONl'.S: 7 III broadcast from Maginot line. Christmas Day: WABC-CBS, WJZ-NBC, MBS King George to British Empire; WEAF-NBC. 10 a. m Carols from Helsinki; WABC-CBS, 12:35 p. m., Eamon De Valera from Dublin: 1 p. m., Christmas at the War Fronts; WJZ-NBC, 9 a m., Associated Press and other war correspond ents greet the folks at home; MBS. 6:15 a. m., British Em- pire program, London, etc. , 4 I kv 0 . ... is By HAL FORRE"- WITH YUH! BtTWEEl OF US. ..WE OUGHTA GIT THINGS STRAIGHTEN 0 OUT.' By SOL HESS OONT '.PLEASE1. 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