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Newspaper Page TextFACE TEN MEDFORD MATT TRTBUNE, MED FOR P. OREGON. THURSDAY. AUGUST 29. 1940. mEmoRij of MBMKiM by Jenn YtSTLRDAY: In town Con. sin rice mnu Ellea MacKehty who runs a dairy farm. Con. stance drivet back to the ranch Itirh Pedro Taylor, vondenng hoo ro cop with $uch a friend ly enemy. Chapter 12 Barbecue FROM boxes the delighted Do lores brought riding breeches of twill; bootj and tombrero: and a (ilk ihirt of sapphire blue with a golden yellow 'kerchief for her throat "El Cabrillo colors," Dolores explained. Conitance tried to itlfie her thoroughly feminine love of clothes. Was Pedro trying to put her so deeply in his fav or that she would agree to sell? But wnen she was dressed, she whirled before the mirror and was pleased with what she saw. Meg had gauged her measure ments accurately; even the boots fit smoothly. "I look like a colored poster In front of a dime theater." she laughed, and went out to find Peter Taylor waiting for her. "Muchisimas orflcuu." she sang out, and bowed low before Pedro. "My word, the gal speaks Span ish." chuckled Pedro. "Now turn around and look at Pancho. He's waiting a word of approval." Constance caught her lower lip between her teeth as Juliano, fes tively attired, appeared around the corner of the house leading a beautiful palomino, his coat pale golden tan. his main and tail a creamy white. "Pancho the beautiful," cried Constance and ran toward the horse, unaware of the cries of warning from Juliano. Taylor and a few guests who were drawing near. "Madre de Dim," murmured Juliano fervently, as Pancho, after one startled, head-tossing neigh and swift baring of teeth, dropped his head to nuzzle the sapphire blue shoulder. And "Holy mackerel," sighed Pedro, who had sprung across the path, white of face. "That settles it." announced Mrs. MacKelvey. "The girl may be a throwback, but she's a Ca brillo as well." Constance looked up from her caressing of Pancho, to fling "I'm Eolygot no. Juliana, don t hold im, I can mount, now watch" Pancho made a full swing, but Constance had one foot in the stirrup and by the time he was around she was seated, flushed, laughing, then sobered by the look on Pedro's face. ' Cabrillo." he agreed, and Meg, who had been in the background, anxiously addressing her patron Saint, murmured "That needn't make you a piebald mule." -For a moment the two stared angrily at each other. "Trrry to remember, burred Meg, "that histary taches us the Irish are half Spanish; remember the Moors with their high, fine steppin horses brought us a love of horse flesh. And above all, Peter me lad. don't be a jackass." Pedro grinned and finding his horse, mounted and rode up to Constance. "We'll wait for Introductions until we reach the grove," he told Constance. "I think the caval cade's ready. You. as a Cabrillo, should lead the parade alone, but I'm not trusting you. You're quite apt to lead us to Maria's." They rode up and behind them some seventy-five neighbors fell in. Constance pulled up on a hill and looked about her. Never had she seen such sunshine, such a blue sky, such gold-and-purple hills. "Pedro," she laughed, "I could love you for planning this " "Don't, Michael," he returned, soberly. "Don't say that. I can't spend the rest of my life eating barbecued beef." "Would you. Pedro?" she teased. "I am afraid " he stressed the word and she remembered the night of their first meeting, "that I would." "For the sake of vour diges tion." she sparred. "1 withdraw the statement . . . oh. Pedro, is that the grove down there?" Kinship IT WAS the grove. Live oak 1 shaded it, though the sun was merely golden and not warm. Scented smoke arose from it and men in white aprons and caps moved about tables spread under the trees; tables heaped with bas kets of bread and platters of salads; gay confections and tall bottles of wine. Constance met her neighbors. She was warmed bv their recep tion. She found kinship with these leather-face men and sunburned women. But she wondered at the girls of her ace and younger They didn't like her. They were affable, a few w ere sincerely glad to meet her, but there weie others who looked at her with hostile eyes. And then she understood and a chill touched her happiness for the moment. She was onlv one of a dozen who knew the fascination of young Peter Taylor. But no chill could live with Pedro on one side and Mrs. Mac Ktlvey on the other, and Meg. IM mui nil, OVER SEAS. NAZIS New York. Aug. 29 iTi Four Norwegians who braved thf stormy north Atlantic in a 38-foot sloop to escape from! their German-occupied homeland sought entry into the United; States today. They moored their battered craft nt City Island late jester day, ii u-j but bi iirL.liaiiMiid, the moon Bowmn wbmmmm who had come ponderously up on a horse built upon her own lines, hovering in the background. Constance sat at the head of the table, as the first Don Cabrillo had sat In the early days, dis pensing hospitality. In the little arena bevond the grove, she watched the bull-dogging con tests, the roping and outlaw rid ing, and she, the Cabrillo. handed out the awards. Pedro didn't compete. "He can outride end outrope any man here." Mrs. MacKelvey whis pered, "and he'a -oo good a sportsman to show them up." The day ended all too soon. Gray fog came up to peer over the rim of the coast range, and the party mounted. Constance rode with her neigh bors. Somewhere behind her, Pedro was riding with a fluffy haired little blond girl who plain ly adored him, and just in front of him a red haired girl, dash ing, bold, thought Constance, was daring him to race. Pedro accepted the dare. Stiffly, holding Pancho in with all of her strength. Constance watched the race, contemptuous and a little angry, while Pedro, "made a fool of himself," she thought. Didn't he know that girl wanted him to catch the reins of her horse and draw her close; couldn't he see? Of course! Mrs. MacKelvey rode up. "Why don't you come on home with me now," she suggested. "Pancho's fresh. We can take a short cut and be there in an hour." Constance welcomed this chance. She said goodby to her guests at crosstrail. and, con scious of Peter sitting motionless on hii horse watching her, rode away with Mrs. MacKelvey. Once she looked back. Peter had wheeled away from the girl with the red hair and was rid ing back to El Cabrillo alone. Con stance wondered why she felt so triumphant. Pedro really meant nothing to her . . . permanently. Solid Shoulder T"E MacKelvey ranch lay be hind the first range of moun tains and was free of heavy fog. Constance's first impression was of pristine neatness; of teres con fined into proper sections by white fences; of white barns set pre cisely in their lots. Even the cows gave the impression of impecca ble grooming. "They are groomed." Mrs. Mac K e I v e y affirmed. "They are washed and brushed before each milking." It was milking time, and Con stance was led through vast white caverns with spotlessly clean cement floors. No picturesque milkers squatted on three-legged stools; the milkers were electric, operated by remote control in the hands of one man. And the milk traveled by tube to a pipe which ran through the bams to a depot, where it poured into cans on wheeled flats, to be rolled to waiting trucks. "It's all so efficiently handled. Constance marveled. "Efficiency and economy are synonymous." Mrs. MacKelvey assured her. "I learned that through costly experience. Here are the workmen's homes: rather nice, don't you think? I let the wives plan the homes they were to occupy. They have free rein with their gardens. "Another thing I learned," she mused, "is that contented wives mean contented workmen, and contented workmen are efficient." And Constance, looking at a lurid pink bungalow with blue shutters, saw nothing to fore warn her of future trouble. Mrs. MacKelvey's preciseness stopped at her own front gate. A wild, old-fashio.ied garden sprawled from fence to steps, onlv a few marigolds and crystanthe muniJ holding out against the en croaching winter. The house was roomy, cheerful with light paint and flowered chintz. The living room was lived in, books everywhere, a grand piano heaped with dog-eared mu sic. Tea was served before a roar ing hearth tire and afterwards, when the shadows grew thick, the talk drifted to personal things. "But with the responsibility of this ranch, one might call it an enterprise, on your shoulders, don't you ever feel the need for something to lean upon?" asked Constance. "Mrs. MacKelvey shot her a quick whimsical glance. "I know that feeling," she admitted. "My parents were touched with the gypsy's wand, happy go lucky musicians. I married for security. I married a rancher. Perversely, Jack was no more dependable than any other men ... ah, but the land. I found in It the warm, solid shoulder I needed." Constance slept on this thought She would lean on El Cabrillo. She awoke refreshed, and on a daylight tour of the dairv ranch, put tiie questions to Mrs. MacKel vey as one business woman to an other. When she started home, mid morning, she felt able to conquer the world. Michael had raised Hi o n e y. She would too and then " Pancho, honey, she patted the satin shoulder, "we'll show them what a throwback can do." Pancho twitched a skeptical ear. Te be continued I Norway. Immigration officials I began a check on their cre j dentials. I Six Gales struck them before they raised St. John's, New Koundland, on the first leg of their voyage. A wave washed their manner's compass over board soon after the start, and they navigated from that time on by a pocket compass. 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KOW. riPM tlOIYIAI ACCIDENT SCENE Grants Pass. Aug. 29. 'P Willis Cavyell. 5. son of Mr. and Mrs. L. Cavyell of Wonder, hop pickers, was instantly killed Tuesday night when playmates swinging from a hop pole acci dentally pulled the 12 inch tim ber down on his skull, crushing it. The child was watching older persons swim in the Rogue river bordering the Eismann hop yard. Deputy Coroner Walter Entriken reported that William Kinsley of Glendale and Tom Holmes were swinging on the wires which pulled the pole down. Candor Portales. N. M.. Eastern New Mexico college sent out a survey to alumni including this question: "What have you been doing since you left ENMC?" Replied a former co-ed: "Having and warm. By CLUYAS WILLIAMS. IHt UOOK 6wva& WULI i mmAnn w,w' in nunaiU; UCADOMn odltpu: OH tni iCIDI inilPMAI IQT itiim ii ii miit-.i iii i i Salem, Aug. 29. OP) Dorvj thy Ann Hobson, 12-year-old ed itor of the, pro-Republican Vtl setz Star, sat with the accep-1 tance committee Tuesday at the ceremony notifying Charles I L. McNary of the Republican vice-presidential nomination. I STRANGE AS IT SEEMS TU0 riiM 1 i J-Acir t-wjo rtoiUAiiet? NfiRW INVMBLB PLAY ?oi?Tfn ifeforan. OffiH PlflhTFRoMHlS3m WHIJ-E WORKING ON W Car IM h 1'tu.ral t -:ur trcataka tar Tw- lK. U . rL OS-4l rtfkla tmu ' CAMOUFLAGED PIGEONS Strang as it seems. Captain Ray R. Delhauer has bred 40 special camouflaged pigeons whose gray -and white mottled wings are almost invisible in flight. Captain Delhauer's birds are the result of ten generations of Inbreeding, starting with two famous World War pigeon' Spike and Mocker. Spike won fame carrying 52 official mes sages, in 1918, from front line trenches to U. S. Army headquarters; Mocker carried messages from a mobile tank to headquarters, was one hit by sharpnel and blinded In on eye. Captain Delhauer plans to offer his birds for lh new national defens pgram. TOMORROW: Draft Riotsl "It was a fine speech I didn't hear a word of it," th young editor said. She explained the amplifiers were pointed in the opposite direction. Schools Need Adjusting McMinville, Aug. 29. Rex Putnam. s'.3te superintend ent of public instruction, recom mended administrative and finan cial adjustments in the school system ysterday because "there is a great variation in the ability to educate children in many counties." i V-, Wjm' Sit; iNTHS Alt?... fAULnWirJ.i HA01& -To Trig ThtAOU AM UCt-UMe ftttMMEP MAIS4 fROM Ml euT ONS Of THEIR MM ANNUAL- 66NRATioNw .AND Them SO AROUMO BQASGiMG ASOUT UAN.DIMG HIM A'J'lCO SOC MEUV, IM NOT (SOiNia TO OlGM'PY -youc 'C& AT ANY 5UCH ONE CEhaT A.NO M1TH THE SAME OFFENSE BECAUSE TwEN Burglar Sentenced Roseburg. Aug. 29. 'Pi Ed ward Paul Moers. 20. of Chicago was sentenced in circuit court today to one year in the state penitentiary after pleading gui)ty to a charge of burglary. Heart Attack Blamed Kansas City, Aug. 29. iP John Cleveland Price, 48. died in a dentist's chair. Death waa attributed to a heart attack. I Twenty teeth had been extract ed. Closing tun (or Too Late to Clas sic Ada la t 30 p m. by JOHN HIX - rt?r5P - - '"V ooNtii C&omv I wr r tn9wa. in IF -Rockporl; Tncfana- By HAL FORREST BurArTms moment some o the cw PROM THE ENEMY SUBMARINE APPEA , (tniNO WrtMCMT WAR NINO . AHO PxAR.105 STACOtHS. OfT,llT VypUNCSP B EDWIN ALGER Bt SOL HESS PRICE VOUC PlM' DOMT COME BAC wc I'LL Think. ITS A HABiTAMO CCMT UK.E wA,siTS: