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Newspaper Page TextPAGE ETGHT MEDFOKD T.TATL' TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON, TUESDAY, SEPTOIBER 17, 1940. TTlEmORl OF i by Jetnne IIMLRDAY: liuuting thai the ranch it u much theirs at here, the Cebrtilo's proceed with their extravagant plans. The last sfrsw lor Constant it Donna's demand lor the hone, Poncho. Chapter 28 Tour Of The Ranch C5NSTANCE mapped her eyes and her nose and looked up with a watery smile. "Guest you won't have much confidence in my business ability after this scene, will you?" "Hrrrumph," (runted Peter Taylor, "Never did have sny un til now." Shocked to alertness, Constance looked at him. John had said the older Taylor expected her to fail. Somehow this substantiation of John's power of discernment faded before his other prophecy. that Young Taylor would take the easier route. And Pedro was now out riding with Donna. And Donna was riding Pancho. Constance forgot everything else. "About Pancho. ahe minded Taylor. "Er-a-yes, about Pancho, write me a check for nine nunarea ana he's yours. Constance gasped at the price, but wrote the check and accepted the receipt and watched Taylor enter the sale in his book. She wondered why she felt such ten derness for that huge old. gray head . . . when it held thoughts of taking advantage of her fail ure. She couldn't trust herself further. She clutched the receipt in her hand and raced down the hill. Pancho was hers, all hers, the only thing in the world that was hers, all hera . . . unless it might be John ... he was waiting for her. And he was laughing. Constance heard a vibrant neigh. She looked across the firove. Pancho. riderless, was sughing. And coming into the stable yard was Pedro, leading Midnight. And on Midnight was the bedraggled ngure 01 uonna: Donna, mud-caked, hair hanging in wet straggles, a pitiful figure of woe. Constance ran to her anxiously. Her little sister, thrown, while she, Constance, had been trying to deprive her of the mount she wanted. Tenderly Constance helped Donna from Midnight Donna didn't look at her, she was look ing at Pedro; and Pedro. Con stance knew from months of as sociation, was shaking with laughter. "I'm awfully glad you hap pened along just then," Donna was murmuring in dulcet tones. "Intimating it wasn't a date?" asked Pedro, with a side glance for Constance. "Next time, let me know when you want to ride and I'll find a horse that isn't a one woman mount." Constance caught one glance of her old, dear Pedro in the look he gave her, then he swung onto Midnight's saddle and rode out. And Donna turned on her. "You put him up to that. You have trained him to throw anyone else, she shrilled. Constance looked up at the willows. A great cloud had rolled from her spirit She wanted to laugh, to throw her arms wide at the audden feeling of relief. It meant there waa still a fighting charce to save everything dear to ner. "But I'm going to ride that horse," Donna went on, her voice shaking with anger. I'll have Don break him for me; and when Don gels through with him, he'll be broken." Mincing, swishing his tail and mane, Pancho came across the grove to Constance, like a child confident of having performed a cute trick which would be duly rewarded. "Donna," Constance faced her sister, "you said this morning that I didn't own Pancho any more than any of the rest of you. I do. I've bought and paid for him and here is the receipt Now keep off." Donna looked at Constance, then looked at John. "Nice en gagement present," the ob served, and ran away, her boot beels tapping the patio floor. So Involved CONSTANCE dug in her sweater pocket for a lump of sugar, patted Pancho's nose and turned him over to the stableboy, then stopped Inside the patio with John. "What she needs," stated John, "Is to be turned over someone's knee and treated with the sole of a slipper." "Whose knee and what slip per?" asked Constance wearily. "Mother won't; there's no one else but me and, after all, I'm only two years older than she . . and Don." But she waa so Involved In their affairs. She wondered if that was what Peter Taylor had meant, that she couldn't succeed with the dead weight of the Ca bnllos about her shoulders, and that the purchase of Pancho was the first indication she had shown of cutting herself off from this Wright and traveling on her own. She would talk to John imme diately. She would not tell him of Pedro. The wound Pedro's dis trust had left was too deep; it was a dull aching pain her nope could not surmount. Enough to tell John he must not count on her marrying him at anv time But Nadine Cabrillo was in the ratio. John, Juliano, Juamta and Dolores were called into service They would lunch there, and j surely Constance would change. : "Mother." stated Constance1 Barker's present BRADLEY SWEATERS "slip Into Bradley and out of doors" Barkerising la fun Barkers MEN'S STORE THE mOOIl Bowman firmly, "1 work ncre. 1 naven I time to change clothes a dozen times a day. If I offend you, then I'll take my meals elsewhere Now please excuse me." She ordered a tray sent to her office, then burrowed into the re ports which had come in that morning. She didn't dare get be hind. Saturday the railroad would be open: the dairy car put intc operation, and Pedersen woulc return from the south with thr last of the herds; great cattle can of herds to file into the waitins barns. By Monday the ranch would be running full blast John looked in once and teeint her working, went away without speaking. Again Constance bent her head over figures. They were hearten ing. If the new herds produced with a respective amount of milk and cream, El Cabrillo would pull through in time. Figures, she thought, were de nenHahle., Fieurps and cows and 1 lanrl It tuam th human lmjnt you couldn't confine in column . . . and if you did, it seemed that they slipped into the debit side. Her work completed, Constance lighted a cigaret and tipped back in her chair. If only there were some way to buy the ranch as she had bought Pancho. She'd be willing, eager to give the Ca brillos their share of the income . . . providing she could run the place without interference from them. If there were only" . . . some way. There wasn't. She was handi capped. But Michael Mahoney had fought through with more handicaps than she had. 'Through for the day, Con chita?" John stood at the door. Con stance looked at him in wonder He was in riding breeches and boots: a dull blue polo shirt in tensified the blue of his eyes. "Through until the evening re ports." she answered. "I let them go Inst night and that Isn't wise." "Then . , . then you'll go riding with me? I'd like to see the ranch." I've Wronged You' HER first thought was one of relief. They could talk while they were riding. She could tell John what she'd been wanting to tell him. Her next thought was one of consternation. John was riding again. He had come In. was standing before her desk looking down at her with an expression totally foreign to him, hesitant appeal ing. Defeated and sympathetic, the nodded. She wouldn't be able to talk freely this trip. John who had loved horses and who hadn't been near one since he'd put the death-dealing shot into the favor ite which had killed his father, was about to break his vow . . for her. "I'll change." She swung her feet to the flool and hurried to her room, trying to close her mind to the memory of that tragic day; the horss writhing in pain; Mr. Rask thome's brow wet as he tried to keep his agony from his son: and John, anguish etched on his face, drawing a revolver to put an end to the suffering of one and to wait with the other until death carried him into peace. Constance tossed her first choice of a sweater aside. She had worn a pink hunting coat that day. She'd wear white now. There must be nothing to strike the flint of memory. Constance joined John In the yard and found Pancho and an other horse saddled. 'Let's go to the ton and work back," she said as she swung into the saddle. "Come on!" She rode olf, and in a moment heard John's horse behind her. She Inoked back. Even Pedro could ride no bettor. She flushed with pride, as she had flushed to long ago when she, a comparative nonentity, had waited between chukkcra for the ten goal man to ride up and smile for her alone. Kesolutely she skirted the soots made dear to her by Pedro. When they came out on a summit it was f.ir from the boulder peak. But El Cabrillo lay below them, its inland valleys one mosaic pat tern of beauty. And when they turned, the western slope waj rich with beauty. thita, John pulled In close to her. "I've wronged you. I didn't believe a person could love land enough to long to possess it as you long to possess El Ca brillo. I'm beginning to under stand." Constance I m 1 1 e d at him. "Look, John, see the half-moon it makes, jutting out to sea. No tice the coves; and now look at the highway, like bandeau on the hair of a beauteous blonde . . . John, can you imagine that cut up; pink stucco and log-and-stone monstrosities every half mile?' John ttarrd down at the scene In the stillness faint sounds reached them, the plaintive low ing of cattle, the bnrk of a dog. the sound of a motor. He reached for Constance's hand. "We'll keen it In one piece. Chita." he promise,!. His horse shied as a silver-gray squirrel scurried before it, seek ing the shelter of stub pine, and John rose with the horse, wheeled and came hack smiling. "Oh. it's good tn be in a saddle again. Dad would like it." "Let's look at the barns," tug Rested Constance quickly and nnle ahead And in her mind she was repeating his words: "We'll keep it in one piece." To bt centlnnra) TELLER CHARGED WITH $1500 EMBEZZLEMENT Portland Sept. 17. l-n Donald K. Egan. 3.1. teller at the First State Hank of Milwaukie. was arrested on a charge of cm hrzlinit SIStlO. Sprrial Ag-nt J Douglas Swensnn of the federal iMirenu of imr-.tic.itmn .tld to day. I'M Mill Tubuit out ai. On the Radio Chains STATIONS: Where t Hod Them op the Dial: KEX. IIM, rortuntf: KIT. . tA Angeln: KG A, H50. Bpukane; KliO, 300. Kan mnrlaro; KU 6!o. Portland; KJH. Viu. Healtle; KNX. IIUO. Ih Ancrlni ln t llrntrr; KOIN. lo Portland' KOMI). ?. fteattle; KPO, a So. Kin Franrlu-n: Kl.. 1 1 so. "all l.akr Tueftdajr. 6:00 Marimba Band. KPO. KOW; exposition Band. KOO, KEX. KJR. 5:10 Drama. KOIN: Wilson a Mu sical Revue, KPO. KOW; Your Neigh bors. KOO, KEX. KJR. 6:00 News, KEX; Doner's Orch.. KPO, KOW; Aloha Land. KGO: Mil ler's Orch, KOIN. KNX, KSL. 6:0 Easy Aces, KOO. KJR. KEX: Uncle Walter. KPO, KOW; Pour Club men, KNX. KOIN, KSL. 7:00 Amos and Andy, KNX. KOIN, KSL: Information Please, KOO. KEX. KJR: Fred Waring, KPO. KOW. 7:30 Black Velvet. KOO. KJR; Johnny Presents, KPO. KOW; Lunce. ford'a Orch.. KNX, KOIN1. I 00 Musical Americana. KPO. KOW; We. tha People. KNX, KOIN. KSL: Judy Deane, KOO. :30 Battle of the Sesea. KPO. KOW; Long s Orch.. KOO. KJR; Her beck's Orch.. KNX. KOIN. KSL. :0O Paul Sullivan, KNX, KOIN. KSL; Holmes' Orch., KPO, KOW; Holmes' Orch, KOO. KJR. 8:30 Ellington's Orch.. KOW: Cu gat's Orch, KOIN, KNX; Treasure Chest. KPO. 10:00 Reporter, KPO, KOW: Lu WASTE OF TIME iSul&s 6RfS tolUJi , SlMuufftrlEOOSW fRVlH6 to AvOIP A KISS AND -TRY ING TO SEE IF SHE HAS EROUWif ANYTHING WSHE SOMEBODY WOULD BRlMfc UP THE SUBJECT OF ThE PACKA6E. PUSHES If AROUND A IiTTlE IftYlKft fo DRAW ATTENTION TO IT BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER Th THE NEBBS Good By flowwe HAVE I PI ta.CE RFIItVC MF f-AOTAlM TftMMIN;ll II I I CT'C ErtDftCT TU Ax I AM TUCl It IUUj'tI f IT IS NOT A COMMAND THAT VOU PLV I DAUGHTER OP CURTIS LANE. ...7 ( UNDER. -I US ABOUT TH' STOLEN TREfcTY I I TO MER, MEBBE AN kltTSL-KVT? BAHONGO.. BECAUSE J PRETEND l..t..AM JUST AN J VsTAND?H OF TH' BALKAnSDID SHE . SHE I AUNT OR UNCLE-IS 1 I FATHER IS PRESIDENT OP jZ, ORDINARV Gl RLL, ASKING. S C I DELIVERED IT TO TH' BRITISH ) IN DANCER... OM . I TUDkt. DCllaVIT rDAUCAT A WTir r J I f in I ICI n a AvC m a.aaaaaa.a'' I I Aii-rai-.i-vIa-ar- a . k. v . , r M I I kAHWAYS., 5S4 L SOMEONE WHOSE LI F-E T-":'-.'. li y. , IM I I Mi . isasT r II ti n k ?rV 1--ri-sYiri --''?-- l---F V-I laAMOtaciis plicm? BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER Bluffing It Ou ECWIN ALG.R OUR HERO LeAvltlo THE BEAUTIFUL 6AV.SAKIS- HE RECEIVED A TELEoRAN PROM OdIH SUOER. ASK ING HIM TO COIS, AT ONCE. O ' 9 17 POR ru' Orch., KJR: Crosby's Orch, KSL. I 10:30 Oerbert Orch., KQO, XCX. KJR: Richards' Orch, KOW; Natlon I al Defense. KPO. J 1 1 :00 Nottingham's Orch.. KPO; J This Mortal World. KEX, KJR: ' Shaw's Orch . KSL, KOIN; Newt. KQO. , KOW. KNX. st rdneaday. 00 Summer Show. KNX. KSL. KOIN; Talk by Herbert Hoover. KGO, KEX. KJR; Paul Canon, KOW. 8:30 Song of Tour Ufa. KOO, KJR. KEX: Rleardo. KPO: Concert Orch, KNX, KSL. KOIK. 6 :0O Quartet, KOO; Kyaer'a Prgra.. KPO. KOW; News. KEX: Miller's. Orch, KNX, KSL. KOIN. :30 Easy Aces. KOO. KEX, KJR; Sons, KNX. KOIN, KSL. 7:00 Quia Kids. KOO, KEX, KJR; Amos and Andy, KNX, KOIN, KSL; Hollywood Playhouse, KPO, KOW. 7:30 Manhattan at Midnight. KOO, KEX. KJR: Plantation. KPO, KOW; Dr. Christian. KN. KSL, KOIN. 8:00 Judy Drane. KOO: Time to Smile, KPO, KOW; Meet Mr. Meek, KNX, KSL. KOIN. 8:30 Mr. Dlitrlct Attorney. KPO. KOW; Jlm'a Question Bee. KNX. KOIN. KSL: Oray'a Orch, KOO, KJR 8:00 Shelton'a Orch, KOO. KJR: Paul Sullivan, KNX. KSL, KOIN; Martin a Orch, KPO. 8:30 Dance Orch, KSL; Elling tons Orch, KOO; Stanford Univ.. KPO. KOW. 10:00 Crosby's Orch, KNX: Re porter, KPO, KOW; Martin's Orch, KOO, KJR. ' 10:30 King's Orch.. KOIN; Rich Fails -To avoid a HU6 and kiss, but THEiR EFFECTS ABE SOFTENED BY HIS SPOTTING A PACKAGE OS THE UffiLE CAN'T S1AND THE SUSPENSE ANV L0H6ER. CARRIES IT OVER To AUrff SAVIN6 HE WAS AFRAID SHE'D F0P6ET HER PACKA6E f WlaM b Tt B-lt Svnfltfat. Inr , Hold-Up! GOOO-BVE .THANViS FOR ; EVERVTH1N3 on niakj r rrv ( CALUNO ME BACK M AV PLY BACK I A DAV AnjD PICK VTHE VfVlFE UP . X 1 ards' Orch, KPO; Lucas' Orch, KOO. KEX. KJR. 11:00 Shaw's Orch, KOIN. KSL: Nottingham's Orcb, KPO: Thla Mot Ing World. KEX. KJR; News. KGO. KOW, KNX. Hanoi, French IndoChina. Sept. 17. P Authoritative French, Japanese and other for eign sources expressed belief to day that early developments may bring the .x, ancse army into this French possession, probably without resistance by the French. But this, they said, may prompt China to aend her ar miei across the Colonial fron tier and lead to a conflict that would mean the beginning of the end of France's 60-year dom ination of this 230.000 square mile area in eastern Asia. Drop Milk Case Chicago. Sept. 17. iP The government's anti-trust against 45 individuals, corpora tions and associations in the milk Industry was dismissed to day. By CLUYAS WILLIAMS FREES HIMSELF AND (WEB fn lMVE4Ti6ATE PACKA6E WHKH LOOKS LIKE A BO OF CANDV PACKAGE PROVTS To BE A 86X Fill i OF SEA SHELLS SHE HAD BROUGHT TO 5H&W. 60E5 OCT FEEL1NS HE HAS BEEN WA5TiK6 flME v. J) mm I Flu 1 1 9-181 '5A.V,Cll.L,VOU HAvVEeJ'T &OT ' 30OA MikjT TA.r3v.ET IM NOUR POCKET .GETTIM3 TERRIBLE J I r ramps WILLKIE OF SAYS SECY. HULL Washington. Sept. 17. (,Ti Secretary Hull accused Wendell Willkie today of being "grossly ignorant of the history of the last few years" in placing upon RECENT EVENTS: STRANGE AS IT SEEMS - 1 . 1 siffinfi AN OUNCE INCftUfORNlft,lgW5 From me SAUnAhlN UiwUvcrif W Jkl I MA II. iAjm M ft Uut" yw I M m J W I V w ' 1 Accpmmv rj if A "- tsetse letfiteT i bamb W yj v icsw --k Strang at it teems, saccharin was discovered because C. Fahlberg, Johns Hopkins chemitt, at dinner on night without washing hit hands thoroughly. Fahlberg noticed that his bread tasted sweet, and on closer examination found ih taste cam from his hands. Fahlberg returned to tha laboratory, where he had been working with Ira Remten on the oxidation of o-ioluene-iulphona-mide, and tasted each beaker until he found on containing lh sweating-lasting substance. Today this chemical is widely known as saccharin. Tomorrow: Long Tom. US ABOUT TH' STOLEN TREATY OF TH' BALKANS, DID SUE .'..3WE UCLI VCPlfcU II IU IH BK.HIJH MUIMVKIIIC9, YYMtl"! VENDED MERE, DIDNT A ? I'M "Mai HVEMTr I 1 NEVtK iHtMlC OP CARRNlMo ANV-i A THIMG L'KfS V ) THAT President Roosevelt responsibil ity for the fate of Czecho slovakia at Munich. The Republican presidential nominee charged in a speech in Illinois Saturday that Mr. Roose velt helped to promote the Mun ich pact and urged a settlement which "sold Czecho-Slovakia down the river." In a statement, the adminis tration's chief official on foreign affairs declared "the assertions which Mr. Willkie made are un true and make it evident he is grossly ignorant of the history of the last few years." Referring to Willkie's asser t mi. Arm w . , j c ssc .tsf m a ir til -THAN -Trie , WHEN THEY alH i i AM'SOMEO TO UER. MERftr- AUNT OR UNCLE IN D&NGER....C VIC SHE? PUERTO BAUONCO C'MON.GIVF- TU'Lim f GAL A 8RA.K.'..VVE CAN GIT BACK HERE IN TIME TO Cl V Tu - r I lanCn T, tlr,.i lyu'i-rtiv, r.aw PAIeJ INI CRAMP BA.P, WHJsigy MAYBE ITS f SOMETMiNlG I j YOU ATE - IT I rW Wot tion tha't President Roosevi t "telephoned Hitler ana musmj. lini and urged them to sell Czechoslovakia down the river at Munich," Hull said: 'The president has never conv MimiMil hv tulonhnne with either Premier Mussolini or Chancellor Hitler. "All the president has ever urged upon the nations involved has been in accordance with th provisions of the Kellogg pact which provides for pacific solu tion of controversies as thejr arise." Use Mall Tribune want ads. by JOHN HIX I MET IMT fAU; NClTHtK ISAM COKiV By HAL FORREST OKAY, SKEETS.'.. TELL HER. TO LOAD HER. BAGS ON THE DOUG. SEAPLANE WE HOP OFF IN AN K Hourt... r-oij (Puerto BAunwr.n' I v v n . ! ivsk: 11 Br SOL HESS i i i 1 CCULOMT WAVE SWALLrAV-r !1 AMVTHiMQ WITU Tui" Mi iria IT Cvcdvtimc r PASSES AWAY AMCTHe3 BILL., 1 GUESS YOU'D