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Newspaper Page TextPAGF ETGHT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1941. by Phoebe Atwood Taylor Chapter 31 Caught TT DAWNED on Ascy, after a moment or two, that Lady Boop was really driving! She wasn't seesawing or weaving or fwaying as she had In the big se dan. She was driving like a hu man being, on her own side of the road, and her rate of speed was steadily Increasing. "If she should ever find out what that car can do!" Asey mur mured unhappily. "Oh!" The thought made htm shudder, and his foot to jam down on the accelerator. Like the other instruments on the dashboard, the speedometer didn't work, but Asey estimated that the car was going Just a little slower than it had been. Like Syl's truck, the coupe's engine made a lot of noise and throbbed violently, but apparently nothing could compel it to pick up speed. And meanwhile the Porter's taillights had decreased to mere pin points, barely visible In the thick fog. Lady Boop, Asey decided, was finding out what the car could do, all right! He practically stood on the ac celerator, but the coupe continued to slow down, little by little. At the North Quisset fork, the coupe's engine gave a little cough and stopped entirely. Just as the red light flashed off and Lady Boop started across the intersec tion. Asey got out. raced for the roadster, grabbed at the top bracket and hung on, and at the same time kicked forward at the door button with his foot A moment later he swung him self inside the car and landed heavily on the leather seat beside Mrs. Clutterfleld. "Ooooh!" she said. "What do you think you're do In'!" Asey demanded breathlessly as he reached forward and snapped off the Ignition. "What do you " "Did you see meT" Mrs. Clut terfleld turned a beaming face to ward him. "I drove!" "You certainly did! You " " "I hit eighty,' Mrs. Clutterfleld said with simple pride. "I don't doubt it!" Asey said. "What" "I never saw anything like It before in my life!" Mrs. Clutter fleld told him. "No feet!" . . "What?" "No feetl You don't have to do anything at all with your feet! That's what the trouble was," Mrs. Clutterfleld said. "I was al ways so worried about my feet, I couldn't think to watch the road! Did you see how wonderfully I steered? Did you sea me what kind of car is this?" "It's a Porter Sixteen, an' It be longs to me," Asey said. "I might add that it's a special custom built Job, that It don't grow on trees, an' if you'd hurt It. the cost would have been somethln' more than considerable, Mrs. Clutter field. What in time made you take" "What will you sell it for?" "What'll I sell It for? I won't," Asey said. "With Bill Porter goln' into the tank an' airplane engine business, the chances of my get tin' another car like this for some time is mighty slim. Now, why'd you take this? Where'd you get the nerve to The Soldier "AIR. MAYO you see, I know 1 who you are!" Mrs. Clutter fleld wacgled an arch finger at him. "I found out all about you! Mr. Mayo, I'll pay any price you ask for this car. I've got to have this carl I've got tol" "Wa-el." Asey said. Til order you one like this. But you can't nave this particular model. It's got sort of special innards. I can nave Bill get you the stream linedrst model he's got. an' have it dolled up any way that strikes your fancy. Plated with silver, if you want. But in return don't you think vou might fork out somethin' to some worthy cause, maybe, an' kind of show your gratitude In a nice, practical wav?" "Why, If I didn't have Alfred," Mrs. Clutterfleld said, "I could af ford to do lots of things! Alfred costs so much!" "How much?" She told him, and Asey whis tled at the sum she named. "I don't think," he said, "that you'd evrn feel an ambulance a month! Golly. Mrs. Clutterfleld. he's bpen bleedin' vou! An' to think I let him ease me out of that century note! Huh! Well, now we got this settled, you get over here an' I'll drive back to the Inn!" Mrs. Clutterfleld absolutely re fused to move. "You said I could have this un til you got me another, and I'm going to have it, and I won't move! I won't stir from this wheel!" A'cy sighed. "Well. I s'pose If you got here, you can get back," he said. "Look, what impelled you to take this, anyway?" "I saw someone outside Mrs. Clutterfled said, "when I opened the living-room window for a breath of air it was so stuffy In there with all those policemen! I slipped out without saying a word to anyone, because I thought from his cap that it was" "Washy Doane," Asey said. "Oh, no, not Mr. Doane! I thought it was Alfred. But it wasn't It was a soldier!" "A soldier?" Asey said. "You mean, one of Hanson's troopers?" "No, a soldier. A regular sol dier. It rather surprised me. too," Mrs. Clutterfleld said. "He didn't see me at first, and I followed him across the lawn to your car. He stood looking at it several minutes, and then he caught sight of me, and walked quite quickly away up the road. And it was such a beautiful-looking car, and so unusual, that I went over and looked at it And then I got In so easy to get into, isn't It? No steps to trip over. And I pressed this little button, and away it went Just like a saucy little whiff of down!" "That's the first time In my memory," Asey said, "that any one ever called a Porter Sixteen a whiff of down! Huh. A soldier now I wonder if it's humanly pos sible that Jennie an' I got caught up with! Mrs. Clutterfleld, where do you think we'd be likely to find the Hinghams? Neither of 'em had come back to the Inn when you went out, had they?" "Oh, they never get home from the Theater till all hours! Per haps, if you want to And them now," Mrs. Clutterfleld said eag erly, "I could drive you over to the Theater?" Asey hesitated. "Wa-el," he said, "a bargain's a bargain, I s'pose. Drive me over there. Only, till you get the fee of this craft, don't let's hit eighty, huh? It's kind of foggy, you know." Mrs, Hingham EN ROUTE to the South Pochet Barn Theater, Mrs. Clutter field's driving was nothing less than masterlv. and Asev told her so when he got out "I won t be long, he added. "Mind waitin'7" "Ooooh!" Mrs. Clutterfleld said, "I'm just so happy, I don't care how long you are, Mr. Mayo! 1 always knew I could drive, if I just kept on trying!" Asey bent over and removed the ignition key. He paused for a moment in the Theater's little lobby and looked thoughtfully at two pictures of Ann Joyce tacked on a portion of the pine building. Then he went on Inside. A pale, tired - looking youni man in shorts and a striped blazer was coming wearily up the center aisle. He didn't even notice Asey until the latter put out his hand and stopped him. "Say, son, is Mrs. Hingham here?" "Backstage." Ha ran a hand through his rather long blonde hair. "If It's more telegrams, don't wait for an answer. She's in a hideous mood." "How d'you get backstage?" The fellow waved his hand vaguely toward the bare stage. "There's a door. You can't miss It You can't miss her. either." He stumbled on past Asey and out of the Theater, and Asey, with a shrug, walked down the Inclined floor to the door the young man had apparently meant Mrs. Hingham swung open the door as Asey reached for the knob, and for a moment the two of them stood looking at each other. She was In a hideous mood all right Asey thought There were spots of dark color on her high cheekbones, and her eyes wera flashing with anger. She recognized him, too, and that seemed to add to her general state of bad temper. Before she could explode a word of the speech she was obvi ously preparing to Are at him, Asey pointed his finger at her and waggled It in Hanson's best men acing manner. "I want vou!" he said sharply. "I'm Asey Mayo. Sent here by Lieutenant Hanson of the state police. He wants to see you about the murder of Ann Joyce this af ternoon. Come along!" If he had announced his firm determination to tar her, feather her, and hang her from the near est tree, Asey thought Mrs. Hlng. ham couldn't have wilted any quicker than she did. After taking a stumbling little step backwards, she put both hands against the wall as if to prop herself up, and stood there, wide-eyed and trembling. In the glare of the unshaded overhead light she looked much older, Asey noticed, than he'd guessed at first She wasn't any thirty-five. She was nearer fifty, and probably a lot more. "You mean I'm I'm under ar rest?" she almost choked over the words. "You will be, soon as you get to the barracks," Asey decided to lay It on thick. "Unless you can explain a lot of things Lieutenant Hanson wants to know about." "I can explain anything! Any thing! Anything at all! Any thing!" "Sit down!" Asey pointed to a crate on the floor. Then, adopting Hanson's favor, ite prosecuting-attorney pose, ha started in. Te be eenUnar4 LITTLE BOY DIES FROM PLAY NEAR FIREPLACE Uklah, Calif., Dec. 23. ,!) Mnrk Dana Gray, 8-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. John Cray, t ort Bragg, died today from burns Give Him . . . A SWEATER 1 $3.95 lo $12.50 Sror for Man received yesterday when his bathrobe caught fir as he was playing near a fireplace The child was the grandson of Dana Gray, who was superlntenPent for many years of the Union Lumber company. Fort Bragg. HOARD COLF BALLS New York, Dec. 23 W! New York had shortage of good golf balls today after the city's largest sporting g.nxlt stores experienced a bu.ing spree of record proportions. The rush for the golf balls b",an last Thursday when Price? 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C, for a brief visit before going to San Diego, where Roosevelt is to resume ac tive duty with the marines. Dae Man Tribune want a da. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS by JOHN MX gETvVEEVJ 1S70 AND 1891 THE TAMPo OF AFGHANISTAN WEES CANCELLED SV HAVING A PIECE TORN OUT OP "VvAEAA fAfartG Family 'THE. 5 CR0WNV4SHlELD 3r6ThER OF SALEM AAAOS. AUU CAPTAINED HIP SEfORE THEY WERE OLP ENOUGH TO VOTE "1wC BOV' FATHER AND GRANDFATHER. WERE 5EA .AK1AIN WfcpQR& m.... icfceT punt k , 'The TOOTWWORT, . (t I GROWS UNDERGROUNDTffifti:- I ON TCEE ROOTS fftfa& - AND IS SEEN ONLY FOR TO'yuisVO, ' ' I A BRIEF TIME IN IjUfflNW J I ?PRrAGi WHEN IT tWjnrSsJrS I SENDS U$ fo-iNCH . r&KT&J1 ; I I FIOWER STALKS . Eafkj 1300'... X?M Anna lee WiuEV 21 V THE Flr2iT CJIRU EVER LICENCED M A JOCKEY IN KORTri AMERICA TN UEC MAIDEN BACT? AGAlNa MALE COMPETITION SHS FlNl'bHEP 'ua CalienTe, Mexico, Oct9, mi... (. V. f. 1U. US All rfcbta Itsim4 70 GIRL UP Sister of former Jockey Hank Mills, one of America's leading apprentice riders, Anna La Wiley was born on a ranch near Brush, Colo. For the last three) years she has been riding in state fair races against mala Jockeys, where she did not naad a license. In Octo ber she entered her first race aa a licensed Jockey against mala competition, for though she had ridden before, in the "Powder Puff" events, at Caliente, licenses wera not required for the girls In those runnings. Strangely, one of her handicaps is her weightfor she tilts the scales at 122, mora than most mala riders. Tomorrowi One in a Mlllionl LIX ABNER When A Yokura Weepsl By A.L CAPP JUST BEFORE, YOU ( SO AH DID i Y IT VAS A SUDDEN V I A GIRL WITH HEART-SHAPED Y BUT HOW DO I KNOW? ( THANK SOCKED HE, VOU V BUT-?-?-? ) INVOLUNTARY REFLEX I WHICH EARS .'-SUBCONSCIOUSLY- I WHAR J I'M A PSYCHOANALYST fcL YO.' SAID YOU MUSTNT WHY DID J -AND IT EXPLAINS ON&? ) YOU LOVE THAT GIRL. IS A NOT A BLOODHOUND.' nm LAUGH AT POOR " AH SAY Y EVERYTHING.'.'' J DESPERATE.LY.V-UNLESS 1 SHEf? J I WILL SEND MY BILL eK-CHERRY CHERRY BLOSSOM, IT?- J OBVIOUSLY. 'CHERRY T YOU FIND HER V , J TO YOUR AUNT IN W BLOSSOM ON ACCOUNT SHE GOT hLTVi BLOSSOM IS A YOUR CASE IS JL& J THE MORNING THt M SOB." , TAILSPI 'V ''!'' ' BLroHRE SSSvf I SHALL NEVER. OOU&T ( YES S. EXCELLENCY ) Vv WHERE AM I ??? I O OOSH.' THIS LL MEAM V vWmJ YOUR. HYPNOTIC POWERS J I AND NOW I SHALL LT W WHAT ??..WWHY A G.CM...A WASHOUT A AGAIN. OR. VERMIN 7 I PUT HIM TO THE Y7 D DID I LAND J W FOR. ME..IF I DON'T IS1 li jhJik s But now the mysterious 'J . ' r: P?aVJ if ., S 71 ' , rJNb 2rO! HYPNOTIC DR.U6. administered in i another moment skeeter. t I eg-, SCf ') fJf'XJ ,st JriPj BY DR.VERMIN, IS BEGINNING MY BE ABLE TO BREAK. THE i- ' I rT3-y ;r,v r,rrr..r. V ' a "gyfA f n i fl tq wear o p p . . . spell which rinds him to the spies THE NEBBS The Plotter ' - . 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