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MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE. MTDFORD, OREGON, MONDAY. AUGUST 19, 1940.
mEmoRy of the moon
MMMby Jeanne Bowman hmmm
Y tSTEKDAY: Taylor, the
manager of El Cabrillo Rancho,
ha$ offered 150.000 for the ranch.
Cotutenee Cabriilo't family is
eager to sell but the knmve the
money trill soon raniih. She d
cidn to so to California and in
reifipate. Chapter Three
fuller' Junction
pONSTANCE Cabrillo itopptd
twice enroute to the airport,
once to telephone and learn that
the plane waj leaving at aeven
and to make a reservation on it,
the aecond time at her office where
ahe spent a preciou half-hour
closeted with the head of the
realty firm.
That man wiped nil brow aj the
whisked away.
"I hope she never trlea to sell
me the Empire State Building."
he wheezed to nil aecretary. "I'd
buy it."
"Shall I lie to the family for
you?" asked the aecretary ym
palhetically. "If you will," he replied, weari
ly, and listened to the young wo
man inform the Cabrillo that he
had aent Miss Constance on an
important mission; that he did not
give out information on prospec
tive purchases of out-of-town ter-
"No." she admitted, "but I had
hoped to hire a cab which would
take me to El Cabrillo Rancho."
"El Cabrillo," mused the man.
"Oh, you mean Taylor's ranch."
Constance immediately hated
Taylor. So the countryside already
thought of her home as belonging
to the manager, did they?
"Well, now," the station master
continued. "Can't say as there's a
cab within a hundred miles, but
. . . Sam) he called, and one of
the loafers separated himself
from a milk can. Is Min rentin'
out Tim's car these days?"
"Shore is," drawled Sam. "Two
bits an hour, lest you like a fiat
rate, and promise of pay for re
pairs. Min ain't aimin to pay no
more on that bus. It like to took
all Tim's insurance to fix it so
it'd run agin, after Tim killed
himself in it."
Constance swallowed, but it was
Min's Tim's car or the next train
back, and where would ahe wait
for the train? There wasn't a ho
tel in sight. She could see the en
tire town from where she stood,
and only a barbershop and post-
office, a general store and under
taking parlor and a garage were
visible.
Sam offered to take her to Min
and grew loquacious on the way.
Bet youre a-goin out to set
Peter, he offered. "He ahore hai
a way with girls. Been back froir.
college go in on six years, but
. A 'ii W V T i . ajifc.
There was a sudden lifting of the fog.
rltory, consequently he could not
tell them where she was; that
she kept an overnight baa; at the
V1111C, pamcu lur aucn inpa.
Constance garaged her car, sig
naled a cab and drove to the air
port, smiling a little at the
thought of a Cabrillo taking a
trans-continentnl trip with no
more luggage than she carried.
She thought of the Cabrilloa for
the next sixteen hours while the
big ship roared through the sky:
under stars, under sunshine,
cross plaina misty with the first
fall rains, over mountains blaz
ing white with their new mantles
of snow.
As the ship circled In over San
Francisco Bay, she thought of
John with a guilty start, and won.
dered how long he had waited for
her.
She felt as lost and alnne as the
plane looked in that sea of fog,
and later, breakfasting at the air
port, wondered if she had done
wrong; if it hadn't been the Ca
brillo in her that had caused her
to throw her hard-earned com
mission away on this trip when
she might have paid bills with it
By noon, boarding a local train
which, would steam its way to the
town nearest the ranch, she was
trying to comfort herself with the
thought that her father wouldn't
have left that provision in the
will if he hadn't expected her to
act as she was acting.
And then she relaxed. Outside
the window were tawny hills
growing purple in the distance;
pale golden valleys dotted with
grazing herds; fruit orchards,
crooked limbs holding tattered
yellow leaves.
Then came the redwoods. The
train plunged into a dusky cavern
of them, seemed to nose a stream
half-hidden in a thicket of young
bay trees, and finding the bank,
proceeded along it at an Insolent
pare.
Hours passed and Constance
dored to sit up, alert, at the
brakesman's call of "Culler's
Junction:"
'Taylor's Ranch'
THE train was In a clearing
, now, the hills falling away to
give the river clearance to the
sea. and when it stopped, Con
stance looked out from the vesti
bule to find fog rolling in, In vast,
wet billows which settled down,
crushing the few buildings of the
Junction into nonenity.
She felt her spirit crushed with
the foreboding outlook, and when
the train pulled out she felt it
was her last link with civilization.
"Expectin' to be met?"
Constance wheeled to find a few
loafers eying hrr with curiosity,
a station master standing Just be
hind her awaiting an answer to
hi question.
some of them there coeds ain't
given up yet."
"Tell me about the ear," In
sisted Constance, as there was no
Peter in her plans. "Will It run?"
"Runs like Min's tongue," Sam
assured her. "Folks is sayin' her
tongue, run both the car and Tim
straight off the cliff. 'Course the
coroner he said Tim was carryin'
a pretty big load under his vest,
but then Tim's Min would a drive
a piebald mule to drink."
Curtain Of Fog
fIN'S tongue drove Constance
xi to the highway with the run
ning fire of impertinent question.
Having obtained a fifty-dollar de
posit, ahe sought to obtain the rea
son for a classy young lady,
goin' out to Taylor's ranch, iffen
she wasn't after a man."
Well, she concluded, above
the roar of the motor, "good luck.
You'll need it Prettier eirls
you have tried to rope him."
Constance had driven five miles
before the buzz of Min's voice
raded from her memory. For such
a sparsely settled country the
road was In good condition. It
wound through the coast hills
skirting a stream, then abruptly
shot over a hill to come down in
a world of blank fog.
Here Constance found the road
Joined a misty coast highway, and
thought, sympathetically, that
here was where Min's Tim had
found release from that eternal
chatter.
She looked down through the
gray vapor as she drove, to see a
jagged short line far below, snag
toothed rocks sticking their ugly
fangs upwards, swirling foam of
an angry aea washing their base.
She shivered and drew back.
Fog swept across the highway
in curtains, lifted for a few yards,
then settled again.
How was she going to see the
signs they had told her to watch
for'
El Cabrillo Rancho ran from the
low-tide line to the crest of the
second inland range. Permission
was given the State highway to
traverse the coast line, but it'waa
posted at intervals and passed
through a succession of fenced
areas and over cattle guard.
The car rattled over four
bridges of what appeared to be
dove-tailed slats set parallel with
the road, then, at a sudden lifting
of the fog, she uttered a cry of
triumph.
A white sign faced her with the
familiar words:
EL CABRILLO RANCHO
Private Property
Permission to pass over thij
road revokable at any time,
P. T. Taylor,
Manager.
Viu; Te be tmUiiiti
MIDSUMMER SANTA
Watcrbury, Conn., Aug. 19.
Pl A mid-summer Santa
Clans has givrn away more than
1100,000 In Watcrbury during
the past week and nobody
knows who he Is, but almost
everybody wants to find out. -
The city' two hospitals each
got gifts of $23,000 from the
donor who has Uikcn elaborate
pains to conceal his identity,
three churches got $10,000
apiece, the Boy Scouts and Girl
Scouts each $3,000 and a num
ber of other charitable organiza
tion were given $2,300 cr $3.-
000.
A newspaper's poll revealed
that the known donations total
ed well over $100,000.
In most cases the gifts have
been made by a treasurer
check issued at a Watcrbury
bank and delivered to the recip
ient by the bank president.
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Radio Highlights
Programs tonight: Europe,
WEAD-NBC, 3:13; CBS, 4:53,
6:30 east; WJZ-NBC 6; MBS 6.
U. S. army war games, NBC 8,
summary of maneuver.
Policies: WAOC-CBS 4, (west
repeat 9:13), Democratic chair
man, Edward J. Flynn in "Ad
dress to Democratic Workers;"
WJZ-NBC, 5:30, Sec. Harold L.
Icke replying to Willkie accept
ance speech,
WJZ-NBC, 3:45. Rep. J. Ran
dolph on "Aviation Progress;"
4:30, Pearson & Allen, Pertinax
Guest; 5 Basin St. Swing, new
time; 8:15 broadcast from Fehne
stoclc expedition to South seas.
Impersonator Held
Seattle, Aug. 19. P) Ar
rested under a secret indictment
of a Tacoma federal grand jury,
Frederick Johnson, 28, was re
turned here today from Kansai
City and lodged in the King
county jail. The charge involved
alleged impersonation of a fed
eral officer.
SUBURBAN HEIGHTS
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
NATIONAL GUARD
WITH 6 DEATHS
Yelm, .Wash., Aug. 19. (IP)
The "war" is over but national
guardsmen from the western
states are still drilling today in
two great training areas, - one
near Chehalis and the other at
Camp Murray.
The citizen soldier, their
thought on their probable mo
bilization thi fall, have started
the final period of their three
weeks' encampment
The Pacific northwest' big
gest war game, participated in
by 41.000 regular and National
Guard troops ended Saturday,
with each tide a moral victor.
The troop returned to their
camp yesterday after the war
game umpires declared both
"red" and "blue" armies had
accomplished the purpose for
which they went into the field.
The "reds" delayed the "blue"
advance, but the "blues" had
completed their assigned job of
taking over disputed territory. '
Six fatalities were luted dur
ing the extensive maneuvers.
One officer died of a heart at
tack, four soldiers were killed
in traffic accident and one civil
ian' death wa blamed on the
army maneuvers.
Thurston county Coroner John
S. Lynch called an inquest for
tomorrow into the death of C. L.
Clark, a railroad brakeman, who
was hurled from the top of a
train by a wire strung across
the track.- Lynch termed the
stringing of the wire "sheer
stupidity."
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military action in a peacetime demonstration.
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as forest service fire fighters. Dubbed "smoke jumpers." men in specially designed suits are
dropped in inaccessible places for action against flames and thousands of dollars in timber
stands are saved.
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