FACE 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.
German troops forced them
ashore at Bergen with machine
gun fire, they said, but released
them after brief questioning.
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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.
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thy Ann Hobson, 12-year-old ed
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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
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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
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editor said.
She explained the amplifiers
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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."
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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
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