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MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFDRD. OREGON, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 27, 1941.
by Phoebe Atwood Taylor
Chapter Nina
Biffer Doane
BUT Mrs. Doane was an In
dividual you could let your
self brood about. She was a large.
powerful woman, and nearly as
tail as Asey mmseii. u anyone
around the Inn possessed the
Ehysique to mova bodies, Mrs.
loane did. And she was the only
person who'd made even the
faintest slip of the tongue. "No
body, under the circumstances,
was a lot diflerent from "nobody.
That slip, coupled with her eager,
ness to get rid of Jennie and him
self, didn't look so good.
Mbst important of all, she
could switch her mood like a
chameleon changed color. She
could in an instant change the
look on her face and the tone of
her voice. To Asey. that ability
was more sigmncant tnan nor
powerful shoulders.
Of course, there was always
the possibility that he was doing
ftirs. uoane a great wrong, rer
haps she hadn't moved the body
herself. But Asey couldn't help
feeling that she knew something
about it.
About a hundred feet from the
Inn's graveled driveway, be
slipped through the tall privet
hedge and stood for a moment in
its shadow while be surveyed the
place.
Now that the rain had stopped
and the lights come on and he
really had an opportunity to view
the Whale Inn, Asey decided that
the place could be summed up
very briefly.
It bulged.
From where he stood he could
see no less than three upper-
story sun decks and two captain's
catwalks, and as he started to clr.
cle around the building Asey be-
gan to feel that the amazing part
of this business was perhaps not
so much that a body hat been
lost as that a body had even ever
been found in the first place.
Perhaps, Asey thought, it had
been a mistake on his part to
assume that the body must neces
sarily have been removed by one
of the people he had come in
contact with. Those ells alone
were capable of concealing a
regiment.
As he neared one of them
toward the rear of the building,
lights flashed on, and Asey
sidled over to the window of
what turned out to be the Inn's
modem and well-appointed kit
chen. He suppressed an exclamation
s the person who had snapped
on the lights swung around and
revealed himself as the hearty
bald man who had been hunting
the chicken thief with such vigor.
With the air of one who oe
longed there and intended to stay,
the bald man removed his coat,
pulled off a bright-green sweater,
unlaced a pair of wading boots
and exchanged them for a pair of
slippers he picked up from under
one of the stoves.
"Huh!" Asey murmured under
his breath. "Now who in biases
are you?"
Walking Arsenal
HE was considerably more
curious when the man, after
hanging up his wet overcoat,
casually withdrew from its pock
ets a small pistol, a short, ugly
looking knife, and a blackjack.
Asey whistled softly to Mmself.
Perhaps his abrupt departure
from this walking arsenal of a
man had been a wiser and a safer
action than he ever could have
guessed at the time.
Having stowed away his mur
derous collection in his hip
pockets, the bald man put on a
chef's white apron and set a
chei's white cap on his head.
Then he stood for several min
utes in front of a mirror, adjust
ing the cap until he Anally
achieved that same cockv angle
at which he had worn his little
blue knitted cap.
When he at last turned around,
Asr-y nearly let out a whoop.
Now he recognised the man.
Now, with that outfit on, he re
membered who the bald man
was. He was Washy Doane, the
cook of his uncle's old five-masted
schooner R. R. Mayo. Biffer
Doane he had been called, owing
to his violent tendency to bill
over the head with the first ob
ject at hand anyone and every
one who disagreed with him.
Sometimes, in fact. Washy didn't
even bother to wait for anv dis
agreement to take place. Some
times Washy Just biffed.
It wasn't a habit that endeared
Washy to his employers, and
Asey's uncle Custer Mayo had
bern about the only person In
those far-off days who was will
ing to sign Washy on. Custer, a
fat, philosophic man devoted to
what he called his victuals, felt
that Washy'a cooking was worth
a few cracked skulls, and he
str.irtfastly refused to believe or
even listen to anyone who
pointed out to him that, on num
erous occasions, Washy's victims
never entirely recovered. Custer
said fir ily that he wouldn't al
low his cook to be libeled.
And here was Washy Doane.
Biflcr Doane, the central figure
of dock brawls from Portland to
Sitka, his pockets stuflcd with
lethal weapons, amiably peelln
himself a banana in the spotless,
stainless steel kitchen of the
Whale Innl
Asey leaned back against the
ell, and shook his head.
He was getting old. he told
himself, old and slow. If only he
had paid more attention to his
Cousin Syl's discourses on the
subject of his clam and fish cus
tomers, he would have known
about Washy Doane. If he had
only used his head, he would
have caught on to the situation
out there in the woods in all that
downpour. He should have real
ized that Washy was talking
about the Inn when he mentioned
his land, his business, his chick
ens, and all the rest If only ha
had thought twice, he would nave
guessed that Washy was the girl's
father, the "Dad" she referred to
as helping her to fix the Delco
system when the lights went out
He certainly ought to have real
ized, after listening to Mrs.
Doane, what Washy meant when
he mentioned his wife in that
tone of voice.
Asey grinned.
No one at sea had ever been
able to tame Washy Doane, but
the Biffer had obviously met his
match in the strapping Mrs.
Doanel
He peeked In at the window
again.
Washy was sitting at the center'
table with a small slate in front
of him and two cookbooks by his
elbow, apparently busily ab
sorbed In the task of menu mak
ing. Twice, while Asey watched.
Washy got up and checked
items in the vast corner refriger
ator. During one of his checking
trips he poured himself out a
tumbler of milk, and when a
gray-and-whlte cat lumped up
on the table. Washy obligingly
poured some of his milk out on
the table top for her to lap.
Too Peaceful
IT certainly was a peaceful
scene. Asey thought. It was so
very peaceful, and Washy was :o
very Innocent, and everything
was so very tranquil and homey
that it began to be just a little
sinister.
Asey ducked back from the
window as the head of Mrs.
Doane appeared In the doorway
behind Washy. She looked
thoughtfully at her husband's
back, and then disappeared from
sight She was tiptoeing, Asey
concluded, because Washy gave
no indication of having heard her.
"Huh!" Asey murmured. "Pus
syfootin', are you?
It might be just as well to find
out what for, he figured, and
promptly started around the ell.
He circled past an incinerator,
a bulkhead, and a couple of
woodsheds, hurried by a stretch
of what seemed to be some of
the original boarding-house pi
azza, and found himself ones
more at the front of the house.
A large black sedan was just
drawing up to a stop by the front
door, and Asey paused by a
clump of lilac bushes while a
large woman, of the type scorn
fully referred to by Jennie aa
overstuffed, was assisted out by
an equally overstuffed chauffeur.
"Good night Alfred," the wo
man said.
"Good night ma'am."
The woman wa ked hesitantly
up two steps, and then she turned
around.
"Alfred, did you take my blue
Bergdorf to the cleaner's? '
"Yes, Mrs. Clutterfleld."
The woman still hesitated.
"And it will be quite all right
about the pay raise, Alfred. I'm
afraid I spoke rather hastily
about it yesterday. Of course,
times are hard, you know. Alfred.
You can't be sure about things
any more. Mr. Fredley at the
bank said taxes were going to be
simply terrible"
Asey's fingers drummed Im
patiently against his sides as Mrs.
ClutterflelH went into detail on
the tax situation as foreseen by
Mr. Fredley at the bank.
"But I will manage somehow,"
Mrs. Clutterfleld said. "Er Al
fred, you won't tell., will you?"
Asey raised his eyebrows
"No, Mrs. Clutterfleld. You may
depend on me."
"It will be our little secret
Alfred. Just a little secret be
tween you and me," Mrs. Clutter
fleld said coyly.
"Yes, ma'am."
"I suppose you really can
manage quite nicely by yourself,
Alfred?"
Alfred nodded and assured Mrs.
Clutterfleld that he could man
age all right, only It might take
quite a long time.
Although it sounded to Asey
like a thoroughly convincing as
surance, it didn't appear to dis
pel the doubts in Mrs. Clutter
field's mind. Instead of proceed
ing up the steps and into the Inn
and out of his way. as Asey fer
vently wished she would. Mra
Clutterfleld continue to teeter on
the second step.
Her next contribution to the
conversation was so unexpected
that it hit Asey with the effect
of a right to the jaw.
"I suppose." she said anxiously,
"that body wouldn't really keep
over night In the trunk, would it
Alfred?"
Te be eentlnard
Alaska Liner Rips
Bottom On Rocks
Seattle, Nov. 27. P The
northbound Alaska liner Aleu
tian with 200 passengers aDoard.
struck Ripple rock in Seymour
narrows on the British Columbia
roast early today and received
extensive bottom damage, the
Alaska Steamship company of
fices here reported.
The ship's pumps were able to
keep the water under control
and the vessel turned about to
start back here under her own
power.
TIMELY CLOTHES
at featured at tha John
David Stores throughout
tha East.
Sold Only at
Store for Men
NET SCOOPS UP S6.C00
WORTH OF LIVER SHARKS
Astoria. Ore., Nov. 17. iT
A catch of 211 soupfln shacks in
one drift with a new cotton net
produced I 200 pounds of liver
-orth more than $8 000. Capt.
Tom Chattcrton, wnose boat
made the catch, said It was
landed at Newport earlier in the
week.
Blackouts, few traffic police
and other factors have tended to
increase fatalities on Great Brit
lam's highways.
On the Radio Chains
TATIONOr
Chaln amnatlon and where
they art on the dial
KALE MIIK) IS30. rortland
KX (MIC-Blue) 1 1 UO. PorlLncl.
KOA (MIC-ltlu. 4) Mil)
RHikane; KliO (NHl-Hlue) SIU
fan Franrlaeei ' m (NHC-Hrdl
ill, Portland: l'"B MUMlne(
I0U0. fl.allle; KNX (CB Inio
Los Anseln; KOA (SHOKrd) KM
tenter; KOI ( lH) 930, Port
land: (OHO VHCKnll .
Seattle: KPO (NHC-Hrdl H0
San rranrlro; KSL CbS) 1160
alt UH City.
Time bbowe Is PST ""
Thursday
5:00 p. m. Adventure Stories, KOO,
KJR, ft EX; Death Valley Days, KBL;
Jane Arden, KOMO; Sura of Today.
KOW; Don VYInslow ot the Navy,
KPO.
6:30 p. m. Duffy's Tavern. KftL;
Newa of the World. KOO. KEX, KJR:
Rlcardo's Rhapsodies. KPO, KOW,
KOMO: Tonight's Best Buys, KMX;
Scattergood Balnea, KOIN.
6:00 p. m. Secret City. KEX;
Major Bowea' Amateur Hour. KNX.
KSL. KOIN; Newa Hera and Abroad,
KOO; Bins Craaby, KPO, KOMO;
Scandinavian Reporter, KJR.
8:30 p. m Joe Oalllccblo'a Orch..
KOO, KJR, KEX.
7:00 p. m. Olenn Miller's Orch..
KNX, KOIN. KSL; Cugat Rumba Re
vue. KPO, KOMO, KOW; Rudy Val
I lee. KEX, KJR.
i 7:30 p. m. Prenk Fay. KPO. KOW,
KOMO: News Here and Abroad. KOO.
KEX, KJR; Who Dunnltf KNX, KOIN.
I KSU
I 9:00 p. m, Anal n Andy, KNX.
KSL. KOIN; Fred Warln. KPO.
KOMO. KOW; March of Time. KJR.
KOO, KEX.
8:16 p. m. Lura and Abner, KPO,
KOW. KOMO; Lenny Rosa, KNX.
KOIN. KSL.
8 30 p. m. Maudle's Diary. KOIN.
KNX: Saunders ot Circle X. KOO.
KEX; Fanny Brie. KPO, KOMO.
KOW; Newa, KSL; Flowers for the
Living. KEX: Hot Stove League. KJR.
8.-00 p. m. Eaay Aces. KOO. KEX.
KJR; Duffy's Tavern. KNX, KOIN:
Aldrtch Family, KPO, KOMO, KOW;
8 porta, KSL.
9:30 p m. Freddie Ebeners Orch.,
KPO, KOW; Ichard Hlmber'a Orch,
KOO: Death Valley Daya. KNX. KOIN;
News, KSL, KJR: Moonlight Sonata,
KEX: Musical Qulnella. KOMO.
10:00 p. m. America 'a Town Meet
ing of the Air, KOO, KJ-1, KEX: Re
porter Newa. KPO. KOMO. KOW;
News. KNX; Maaterworks of Music,
KSL; Five Star Final, KOIN.
10:30 p. m Ed Stoker's Muale.
KOW; Reld Tanner's Orch.. KSL;
Masterworka of Music, KNX; The
World Today. KOIN; Industry and
Defense, KOMO; Concert Hall, KPO.
11:00 p. m. Etchings In Brass.
KPO. rfOW; This Moving World. KJR,
KEX; Harry Owens' Orch, KSL. KOIN:
I News. KNX; Emmanuel Tabernacle,
KOMO.
Friday.
6:00 p. m. Kate Smith. KSL: Ad
venture Storlea. KOO, KJR, KEX;
Jane Arden, KOMO: Stars of Today, '
1 KOW; Eyea of the World, KOIN; Don I
Wlnalow of the Navy. KPO. I
j 6:30 p. m. Newa of the World.
KOO. KJR. KEX; Bill Henry. KNX: ;
Cocktail Hour. KOW: Scattergood I
Balnea. KOIN; November Overeoaters, I
KOMO. I
6:00 p. m. Secret City, KOO. I
KEX; What's' On Tour Mind. KNX. j
KOIN, K&L; Waits Time. KPO, KOMO.
KOW; Scandinavian Reporter, KJR.
6:30 p. m. Michael and Kitty, KOO.
KJR, KEX; Uncle Walter's Dog Houae.
KPO. KOW. KOMO; First Nlghter.
KNX. KSL, KOIN.
7:00 p. m. Hollywood Premiere.
KSL, KNX, KOIN; Wines of Deatlny.
KPO, KOMO. KOW; Flan Finder,
KJR.
7:30 p. m. At Peeroe'e Oang. KNX,
KSL, KOIN; Grand Central Station,
KPO. KOW, KOMO: Weekly Specta
tor, KOO. KJR; Modem Music. KEX.
8:00 p. m. Fred Waring. KPO.
KOMO. KOW; Romance and Rhythm.
KOO. KEX, KJR; Amos 'n' Andy.
KNX, KSL. KOIN.
8:10 p. m. Lanny Rosa, KVX,
j KSL, KOIN: Lum and Abner. KPO,
KOW. KOMO: Along the sidelines,
KJR.
8:30 p. m. Dent Be Personal. KPO,
KOW, KOMO: Oang Busters. KOO,
ON TIME
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
7T
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DOORWAY SEE1H6 HOW
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DOORWAY, WAlfiKG IM
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TAtfllY tfl& DlrMG
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IS ABOUT T6 SlTDOVVfJ
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HIM HE WAS SUPPOSED
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KEX, KJR; Playhouse, KNX, KOIN,
KSL.
8:00 p. m Radio Chatter, KPO,
KOW; Pfeakla Party. KOO, KJR,
KEX: Kate Smith Hour, KNX.
KOIN; Alone the Sidelines, KJR;
Sports. KSL.
0:30 p. m. Paul Whlteman'a Orch..
KOO, KJR; Dark Fantasy, KPO:
Moonlight Sonta, KEX: Symphony of
Mualc; KOW; November Overeoaters,
KOMO.
10:00 p. m. Hollywood Lesion
Stadium rights. KOO, KEX; Report
er Newa. KPO. KOW, KOMO; News.
KNX, KOIN; Seattle Public School
Prgm, KSL.
10 p. m- The Land That Never
Was, KOMO: Bollywood Legion Stad
ium Fights. KOO: Dance Orch.. KOW;
Broadway Bandwagon. KEX; North
west Bible Institute. KJR; Master
worka ot Music, KNX; Bob McOrew a
Orch.. KOMO; Eight Mysterious Hats,
KPO.
11:00 p. m. Plckard Family, KPO.
KOW: This Moving World, KEX:
Ken Stevens. KOIN. KSL: News, KOO.
KNX: Scandinavian Music, KJR:
Reveries. KOMO. .
The new Japanese airline lrom
Palau Islands to Portuguese Timor
will cross Netherlands Indies.
Girl Jitterbug
Seriously Hurt
Tacoma, Nov. 26 (P) Warn
ing to jitterbugs:
Miss Emma Lou Sutler, 18,
of Puyallup, was in the Pierco
county hospital today.
She was seriously injured last
night on a dance floor, hospital
attaches said, when she failed to
land on her feet after beinf
thrown over the head of her
dancing partner.
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS
by JOHN HIX
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BONDS
AND STAMPS
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it man cut TiaP tu1Pipc
COULD NOT DftPOSE OF lT
! AND LEFT IT IN A PITCH
if "SOM? W3 LATZRf
If "OOWE W
OF FUE HAVE REAR WlNGro
DEVELOPED INTO STREAMERS
THAT ARE A HINPRMCB t
RATHER THAN AN AID TO FLIGHT
The Tatue of the
in Concord. Mass.,
fSVMgOL OF THE NATIONAL
' PEFENE BOND DRIVE) WAS
THE FIRST PUBLIC WO&K OF
ITS SCULPTOR FAMED
DANIEL CHESTER FRENCH...
TOO POOR TO HIRE A MODEL
HE USED THfc 'ilATUfc Of
APOLLO DRESSED IN
REVOLUTIONARY WAR GARB.'
The figure was unveiled
oust ioo vfars to a day
after the battle of
concord april 19, 1775...
A x
Camel euQ3iEs...i'et
FOR DRIVING IN AUSTRALIAN
DESERT COUNTRY
Ll'L ABNER Laugh. Clown, Laughl
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All through American history there are records of men organised to be ready to take up arms
against aggression at a moment's notice. The first such group, formed about the time of tha
French and Indian War. called themselves "Minnitmen". Later during the Revolutionary War
period, tha Minutemen had to assist in ferreting out Tory "fifth columnists." In the first battla
of the war of independence at Lexington, tha Americans were represented by a body of 70 pa
triots under Captain John Parker. Most of them were Minutemen.
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SAILORS STUCK A PIECE
OF PAPER. IN MY HAND
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THAT TERSE MESSAGE A
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