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PAGE SIX m LJL. - - - by Franc Shelley Wees w.iapter 4 Pursuit f ICHAEL and Bunny came back to the house only a few mlnutea after Tuck had left it Michael was whistling ai he ran up the steps to the sun porch, and talking to Bunny over his shoul der. "Well, it clears the air a little." he was saying, agreeing with something she had already said. Then. Tuck!" he called. "1 guess she's gone to bed," he aid as Burny came in and stood beside him. They went Into the house. Michael went through to the kitchen to find Charlotte Jean. It was dark out there. "I wonder where Charlotte Jean Is?" he said. "It's only half past sight" . Bunny looked at him with the beginning of a troubled frown. "It s her evening off. Michael, and I didn't think about it Tuck shouldn't have been left alone, feeling so ill."- Michael was half way up the itair by the time she had finished. The bedroom door was closed. He nut his hand on the knob and opened it very softly, so as not to disturb Tuck. Her bed had not been disturbed. He came down again in two steps. "She s not there, he said quietly. "She's nowhere downstairs tlther. Tuckl" Bunnv called. "Tuckl" Then she went to the door ind called, "Kitty, kitty!" "Agamemnon's not around tlther." she said after a moment "She's not in the house, Michael. He never goes away unless she does.' Michael went out and stood In the garden. He looked over at the Deanes'. There was a light in an UDDer room. "She may have gone over to see Gordon," he said, and started swiftly for the gate. He did not knock, but opened the door and went in and ran up the stairs. Mrs. Deane was there alone. "Has Tuck been here?" Michael tsked softly. She got up and came to the door. "Yes, she whispered. Gordon wanted to tell you something and he came instead. But the poor boy couldn t talk intelligibly. I m afraid. I don't think she under stood what . . . "Where Is she now?" "Why, I'm awfully sorry, Mr. Forrester, I haven't the slightest Idea. She went out of here and home. I suppose. She didn't . . ." "What did he tell her?" "Why, that's lust what I was telling you. I don't think he told her much of anything al though it leemed to be troubling him ter ribly. He said something about a Creeping Man, I remember, as If he were having a nightmare. He laid the Creeping Man came up ut of the ground and hit him." "Where did he come up out of nc ground? "On the cliffs, Mr. Forrester. And . . ." Michael was gone. Bunny was waiting on the porch. Isn't she there?" "No." he muttered: 'the cliffs." Re ran across to the nath. Bunnv followed him. Fear lent her wings. The sun was gone. The open ipace on the cliff was dark. "Tuckl" Michael called. "Tuckl "There are you?" There was no answer. He called gain. Bunny stood beside him. listening. "Hush," she whispered after a moment "Do you hear that? Doesn't it sound like . . . Kitty kittyl" she called. The sound resolved itself into a loud mew. They ran toward It. The cat newed again. Michael reached into 'tis pocket and drew out a flash light He turned it on ahead of them. There, on top of a stump, mew ing anxiously and snifllng at It, at Agamemnon. He turned his head toward them and blinked in the light He gave another loud, pitiful mew. It Opens' "ITS the stump, Michael," Bunny said, excitedly. "Look at it . . . she's touched that slump lately. He can tell. Michael. He loves her so." He turned the light on It and thev both examined It carefully. It did not take long to discover the mark of the saw; but It took longer to discover its significance. "I believe it opens." Bunnv said eagerly. "Michael, I'm positive the night we saw him he came up iust aDoui nere. "Throueh the stumn?" "He might. There might be a nssure in the rock down below." Michael drew a lonn breath. "A fissure in the rock." he repeated. "That would be It . . . loot here. uunny, is this a knot I ve got my fingers on. or Isn't it?" She held the light closer. "It looks like it. He twisted with his flnrora "Well, It isn't It's a pin that lifts out. tie took his knite from his pocket opened it with shaking fingers, and worked at the knot. Then he leaned on the stump and It gave way. Michael was down the narrow steps without a moment's hesita tion. Bunny followed him. He took the flashlight from her once he w safely on the flight and held it out before him. Far below he saw ledge of rock and another flight of winding stairs: and below that t narrow cave, with water at the bottom. He went on down to the ledge of rock and walked along it as far as he could reach. He was standing in a solid well of rock, It appeared. Rock. He looked about him. There above him, at the right stood Bunny. She was iust beneath the stumps now. She was about Honors Ford Detroit (U.WMu Sigma PI, vocational educational fraterni ty at Wayne university, h.is presented Henry Ford with an honor key in recognition of his achievement In industrial and vocational education. "Flying Grandmother" Ann Arbor, Mich. U.PJ "Fly- I ...j lent trom mm. inere ture ne must be near the edge of the cliff. He looked at the wall of rock directly in front of the little cave, shutting it off from the river. He did not understand. This was splendid as a hiding place, but it could be reached only from the stump. He had thought this would be the explanation of the boat . . . there was no boat there. No boat and no Tuck. . . . With a sudden Inspiration he reached forward on the ledge, as far as he could go and touched that wall of rock with the end of the knife still in his hand. After a moment it moved a little, rippling the water below. Michael pushed at it. again, gave a short hard laugh and came back along the ledge. "Painted canvas. Go up quick. Bunny. I've got to get her. I've got to follow her." They left the stump, and Michael darted off toward the house again. At the gate Michael turned toward the river again. "What are you going to do. Michael?" "Row across. It's the only thing to do. The only thing we know is that he'll be down-stream from the spot 1 land at . , . unless he hides his boat, and walks. He a . . . surely I can find something there." And he was off toward the ravine where he and Gordon had hidden the new boat. ' Across The River THE river was not more than a mile wide at the point where Michael crossed it, but it seemed like a million. The current was swift, and very strong, and it took all his strength to keep the boat from being swept down-stream more rapidly than he could make headway. All of his strength, he told himself grimly, and all that lent him by the awful thought of Tuck in the hands of this mad man, this cunning fiend who held life as of no value. As he bent strongly to the oars he was obsessed by the fear that he was doing the wrong thing, go ing the wrong way to rescue Tuck. What proof had he that she had been taken across the river? None. Only the fact that Gordon had said again and again that the myste rious boat came from across the river. He gritted. his teeth. If only he had been able to discover that one little clue. That one end of the ball of thread whose loops wound round him constantly and led back only into the tangle. The let ter written by- Murchison himself when he must be dead: Smith's awful fear of him: his appearance only day before yesterday ... Mur chison himself. Smith would swear it. The proprietor of the hardware store had seen him, a tall man in a dust-coat and a fawn hat who had bought an oar-lock. Smith might- have been mistaken in the identity of his man, how ever sure he seemed to be. but that oar-lock was convincing. When he was ncaring the other shore Michael knew suddenly what he must find: somewhere. A laboratory. That was it That was the clue. A madman, gone off to perform an experiment. What ex periment? A laboratory, not for off. not at a great distance, but right here, right under their noses all the time. A place which could have been used as a base, from which the boat had come. The water was getting shallow er at last The boat grounded sud denly, and with a groan of thank fulness Michael jumped out into the water and pulled the boat in to shore. He peered anxiously along the shore for that other boat: hoping against hope that it would be near. But as far as he could see in the darkness it was not in sight He dragged his own boat down-stream a little. Into the shadow of some bushes grow ing near the water's edge. and. flashlight in hand for use If he needed it, he started off down the river. Ho had reasoned to himself on the long trip across that if, in deed, the boat had been brought across to this shore, its destina tion was In all probability down stream, since the current was too swift to row up-stream. Ho walked swiftly along the smooth sand of the bank close to the water's edge, searching for that other boat; but he did not And it: and finally, after he had walked many yards down the shore, he decided that he must risk a light. He turned back up stream and flashed the beam upon the sand ahead of him, walking slowly, peering closely, hoping for footprints to guide him. He was beginning to despair. Time wasted . . . and Tuck? Where was she? He pressed his lips to gether tightly and wiped the per spiration from the palms of his hands. He must not think of that. Ho came back to his own boat and passed it. almost hopelessly now. The smooth sand had given place to rocks upon which foot marks would not leave a trace He turned his light out over the water, but no boat was visible. He went a few steps farther and turned it down upon the rocks at his feet. Something small and rosv caught the light and gave it back to him. He looked at it unseelnglv for a moment, and then caught his breath: bent swiftlv and picked it up. It was a bead, rosy-red, made of carven coral. Tuck's necklace! He was breathing hard as he dropped it Into his pocket and looked again on the rocks. Three more beads he found, close to each other there. Tuck had been wear ing her corals . . that might mean . . what? That the string had broken while she was being car ried? Or he laughed little to himself. Trust Tuck ... if she were conscious. She would find way to tell him where she was. Continued tomorrow ing Grandmother" they call 59-yenr-old Mrs. W. Corl Rufus, wife of University of Michigan astronomy professor. She owns a plane and has done 85 hours of solo flying. Orange and lemon trees are being planted on Bnlclhoad Is land. North Carolina's unique tropical belt i i - I V Lm! MEDFORD MATT On the RADIO CHAINS STATIONS When to Find Them or tht Dial. Ktl. Portland. 1IS0: KFI. S4U Los Anjtlea; KG. 1410. Spokane. 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KOIN, KSL; Aloha Land, KOO. 8 :0C -Tucker's Orch., KOO, KEX, KJR: Heldt'a Orch., KOMO; Kate Smith, KNX, KOIN; London Letter. KPO. 8:30 Quizzical Musicals. KOO, KEX: University Explorer, KPO, KFI: News. KJR; Music by Wood bury, KOW. 10:00 Martin's Orch.. KOO, KJR, KEX; News Reporter. KPO. KFI, KOW; Paul Slllivan, KNX. KSL; News. KOIN. 10:30 Heldt'a Orch.. KPO. KGW, KFI; McDonald's Highlanders. KGO; Deutsch's Orch., KSL; Owen's Orch., KNX. 11:00 Nottingham's Orch.. KPO, KFI; Gray'! Orch., KSL, KOIN; Thla Moving World. KEX, KJR: News, KGO. KNX. KOW. 2,000 ITALIANS JOIN FINNS AGAINST REDS London, Dec. 29. (Pi An Exchange Telegraph (British news agency) dispatch from Helsinki today said it was re ported without confirmation that 2,000 Italian volunteers had arrived at Tornio to fight for Finland against Soviet Rus sia. Tornio is a Finnish port ut the head of the Gulf of Bothnia. By GLUYAS WILLIAMS 6Mhers eUiI6H will power A6AIM 8Y Tremendous exercise of ehersv throws op bl&wkeT off and polls under one up tries sleephw" to do some-thins about it, 6WM& COMPLETELY ENT&N6LED WITH BED CLOTHES , EvWO ALLY IR0PPW6 OFF TROM SHEER EWWSTioN MR. NEBS, TO 5ESIN WITH MY 'MEMORY OUST ISN'T A AT ALL - AND IT ISN'T WHAT GOES INTO THIS JMU I HtKt AKt mMY IHIN&5, OUT Wt EXACT AMUUNI OP EACH COOPERATIVE STORE FOR RELIEFERS 111 BE OPENED IN LOS A. Sacramento, Dec. 29. (JP The first administration-sponsored consumers cooperative STRANGE AS IT SEEMS -By JOHN HIX For farther proof address the author, Inclosing a stamped envelope for reply. Reg. V. S. Pat OB. r$S$& MHECTRIC SHOCK mpSmX IM&S I'M IZ-Zl Ei"J'"..i''Wirtr,.,,,di.,i,.i n.,."t ,11' YEARS OF SILENCE Believed to be a case without parallel, Mrs. Gray of Norlhfleet, Kent, England, whs died in 1770 at the great age of 121, In all that time neither spoke nor heard a single sound. A deaf mute, Mrs. Gray was noted for her cheerful disposition. SHOCKING MOUTHS Recent investigation shows that mouths of many persons act as "generators" of electric ity! A mouth which contains two dissimilar metallic materials (teeth fillings) in contact on upper and lower jaw often registers galvanic electricity, if the teeth are covered with saliva. Nearly all such patients examined complained of frequent nerve shocks, Sunday: The Major Loves the Seal y I OANT BLAME NEVER FOLKS, THOU6N WHEN THAT BIG DOUGH COMES MAYOB BALLINGER'LL DO GAMETUINA OVEB THE MOUNTAIN, YfHi cn our UOf MEMORV OH-OH . J SO MUCH FORMULA, '1 SEE-1 UNDERSTAND, store, a unit in Governor Ol ,' olf.holn nrneram. will be opened in Los Angeles Tuesday. The governor described the store as a "frank experiment" in an effort to remove unem ployed from state relief rolls to self-help projects. The store will be for exclu sive use of SRA direct relief clients. No other persons will be permitted to make purchases or become associate members. Trading will be for cash which 1 MIND! VOU THINK SO? SOSH. BeN. IF THE MAYOR EVEN LIFTS HIS UTILE FINGER A6MNST OIL, THE FOLKS OF VALLEY-U. RIDE HIM O' TOWN ON A 1. -"1 RAIL 1 ASSURED YOU WHEN 1 l NOD HALF OF THIS FORMULA THATl HAVE MADE NO IT WAS HALF OF MY LIFE'S WORK. MISTAKEIN MY 1 HOPE YOU HAVE GUARDED HALF WITH AS MUCH DILIGENCE AS PIND YOU'LL L HAVE MINE 1 TRUSTED YOUrCl HAVE FUN AND! HOPE I'VE rS-Jtrr-T' mmt kin .MISTAKE '..I 0' ine relief customers obtain from their regular budgets. Benefits to persons buying at the store will be made possible, the governor said, through po tential profits in which they will participate. In addition, he said, relief clients will be put to work in cooperatives to pro duce many of the items of mer chandise to be sold. Glycerol is a valuable sub stance obtained as a by-product from the manufacture of soap. By HAL FORREST By EDWIN ALGER HAPPY OUT By SOL HESS GAVE V Oh.nOI NOlYOU" VOUR HONESTY I'.YOULL -TXTRUSTING r 1 1
