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THE EVENING HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
RESORT HOTEL
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Aftrt HAMILTON pr.tlr yoaas
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wealthy nlarkor. Jalmr la aand
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NOW 00 OH WITH TUB (TORT
CHAPTER VII
TVHEN Ann came down to
' breakfast she felt that some
of the guests at the resort hotel
eyed her askance. She was sure
she knew what they were think
ing; she was the girl who was
running around with that wild
; galoot, Jaime Laird, who lived
across the take at the Majestic
Flying high! They all knew who
Ann was, what she did in the city,
and how old she was.
She was wearing climbing togs.
The porch sitters took up their
positions and waited for some
thing to happen. One or two
genial old ladies dropped a stitch
or two in their knitting when
Jaime's long roadster came roar
ing around the lake, to stop in a
whirl of dust before the Glenwood
Inn.
Ann went down to meet him
and they drove away on the Cas
cade road, toward the Marcy trail.
Jaime seemed changed. Ann
thought or perhaps she imagined
. it that his face had a little more
color this morning. Perhaps it
was the result of the crisp moun
tain air.
"Is this a very steep mountain?.'
Jaime asked.
"It's the highest in the Adiron-
dacks," she said firmly.
Jaime pretended to faint, and
she had to catch the wheel to keep
them from swerving off the road.
"You Juvenile!" she said, laugh
ing. "You perpetual clown."
He faced her. "Do you like
me?"
"I'm afraid I do."
. rpHE climb they were attempting
wasn't arduous. They were
going only part of the way up the
mountain. At first the trail was
; no more than a leisurely uphill
' walk. At intervals Jaime stopped
and pointed out flora beside the
path. Once they stopped to watch
tiny lizards in the grass. -
This experience was something
entirely new to him, and he
thrilled to it like a small boy.
His face was flushed when they
came to the roaring cataract which
emptied one of the high mountain
lakes called by the Indians Lake
Tear-in-the-Clouds.
He leapt out to the big boulder
In 'the very center of the raging
flood, and waited for her to fol
low. Ann jumped, and he caught
her in his arms. They were both
laughing hilariously when they
. sat down on the rock-island to
catch their wind.
It hadn't been a bad climb, and
now they were enjoying one of
the most beautiful sights in the
mountains. The sun, playing about
the peaks, painted them with a
fantastic mauve and purple. The
roar of the water was pleasant in
their ears. A faint cooling spray
came up at intervals to revive
them from blissful lethargy.
Jaime smoked and was silent
contemplating the grandeur all
sbout Ann leaned back on the
rock, and watched the cirrus
douds chasing one another in the
V iky.
"You see how marvelous it Is
up here?" she said. "This is a real
vacation spot."
. "At least it's better than that
dark little hole the betting room.
But it was too much work getting
here!" Jaime smiled lazily down
at her. I
She sat up suddenly. "Jaime, I
why don't you do something?
; People love you. They are snared
: 'J WH1 "t WU. Mlt null M
slap your hands and say, 'Get
some ambition!' " , ,
Jaime laughed at her. "I think
f ou like me just as I am," he
; said, and moved to kiss her.
"Conceited!" she answered
ivading him.
j-;. He looked genuinely hurt, and
lat very still, hugging his knees
up to his chin. "All right Jaime
will be a good boy."
He looked up at the trail which
led toward the top of the giant
peak and said, "Shall we climb
in?"
"Do you want to?" Her eyes
were eager again.
"If you want to," he said with
ixtreme courtesy. "I think I could
Jo it until lunch time. After we've
nad our lunch we can start down
again."
"Let's go!" .;"
a
TPHEY came back to the little inn
' at a quarter to 4. Jaime went
to his own hotel, pleasantly tired.
He had to go to the racing room
and see how much money he had
lost on the day's races. He was
losing steadily.
S After a hot shower Ann fell
refreshed and joined the crowd
(or tea in the lobby. It was hard
to realize that she had arrived at
Ihe resort only the afternoon be
fore. The hostess, Aimee, was busy
introducing new guests, and Ann
telt like one of the oldest now.
Aimee talked to her like an old
; friend. "We're going to have a
rteak roast on the lake shore to
night," she said. "Wouldn't you
like to come, and bring your
young mnn?"
"I'd love it," Ann told her. "But
I'm afraid Mr. Laird is engaged"
; A cheerful, masculine voice
Doomed behind them. "But I'm
lot, and I love steak roasts!"
Ann turned to see the stalwart
Jgure of Lefty Ponds. "Oh, it's
roul" she said. "Aimee, this is
Mr. Lefty Ponds. He's a guest
lere."
Aimee gave Lefty a hand in her
robust, friendly manner. "We'd
be delighted to have you, Mr.
Ponds."
;'.But, when .Ann got him aside 1
on the veranda, sne said, "You are
persistent, aren't you? I thought
we settled this last night."
"Oh, but you can't avoid me," he
said easily, in his deep-throated,
masculine tone. "An ex-football
itor "
a a
THEY danced once to the music
from the radio, and then sat
Jown on the veranda where they
MUld watch the sun setting over
ihe lake. The fiery red ball de
fended slowly into the greenish
waters.
"Why do you married men
think you have to kick up your
heels like young colts when the
wife's away?" Ann asked cheer
fully. 'I simply like you," Lefty Ponds
told her disarmingly. "I like to
be Willi pretty girls. Is there any
thing wrong with that? But don't
tell my wife," he added darkly,
and then laughed. "What's a sum
mer husband to do?"
"Why don't you go fishing In
the Maine woods?"
"I don't like fishing. I'd rather
talk with you."
"You are persistent!" she said,
nd then she stood up and walked
to the rail. "What's a girl to do?"
A canoe made its way slowly
before the hotel, and from it came
the haunting melody of a guitar.
It was Ralph Spring, the head
soatman, enjoying his busman's
loliday. He stopped ,to wave up
it Ann and then he was gone,
probably thinking about building
bridges down in Rio.
Suddenly she wanted to go for
t swim in the lake. She turned
lo Lefty and said, "How about a
juick dip before the steak roast?"
He nodded and, hand in hand,
they ran down the path toward
the docks. The station bus drew
up before the hotel, and they
topped to look at the new guests.
Ann's hand flew to her throat,
and she went toward the blond
oung man who stood, with a suit
rase in hand, beaming down on
ler.
"Bill Ware!" she exclaimed.
"I turned the universe upside
lown," he told her, "to have my
vacation changed, and here I am
it Lake Racine. After six years
f planning other people's vaca
uons, the travel agent is going to
lave one of his own."
Lefty Ponds frowned. ....
(To Be Continued) ;..!
Teamed for Life
: Harland Clift, the Browns' third
baseman, has a teammate for
life. She is the former Cora
Douglas of Yakima, Wash.,
which is Cliffs home town. The
young couple were photo
graphed following their wedding
in St. Louis.
Flies GOP Word
OUT OUR WAY
BY J. R. WILLIAMS I OUR BOARDING HOUSE
I found it Over thereVvk
ik i a .rnAci i nil r- - A .v
ll f IrWJW- h-IL-ir
CjENUWiME OIL fainting
WHY, IT MIGHT PET AM OLD
MASTER. LIKE COROT,
REMBRANDT OR DA .
VIMCI " WHY. IT WOULD
BE VvDRTW THOUSAND
i a million MAyee
OW -OOM - AKIOTW E R
LONG PERIOD OF
MV LIFE RUINED,
HUNTIN' CEM&EANPTS
AW COROTS - BEFOCE
I HEARD OF THEM, I
WA"b FAIRLY HAPPY
I WA'b JUST CbETTlM'
over his oil fiwds,
WHEN HE BRING?) UP
CORTOT& AND
Da. VIMKIS
DURM THETE
BRIGHT BOYS.'
ALL MV
LIFE, NOW,
I'LL BE
TR.YIN' TO
BEAT SOME
DUMB GUY
OUT OF A
REMBRANDT,
I STICK
KI6WT HGCrJ
MHIN' .'
YOU DON'T
KETCH ME
SAY- KIN
YOU fEE
A NAME
ON THAT 7
1 LL TAKE THIS TO I WHEN HE BRINGS UP A REMBRANDT, r-?" ' .,".T'
i-tT" EPECT CORTOTS, AND .PER TWO J frfr
Rra nil
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HEEOES ARE MADE -NOT BORJO.
S-13
With MAJOR HOOPLE
VES UM-KA - WKPT- -KAF F-v-
I WAVE BEEM "PERSUADED,
T3V A WSALTMV TWENTYTO
"&FEWP A FOUTNkSHT AT
HIS 1,000,000 ACRE 'RAvMO
HUNTING T3Q SAME OUT
UMDEH THE STAR'S. 1M THE.
AADE OPES) SPACES E6AC,
BUTE'S---. IT'S THE YIOWEER
SPIRIT IS) THE HOOPLE.
LOC5D- - T WAS
A HOOPLE WHO
"FW2.-3T HEWED
A PATH
THROUGH
THE PIOMEEP.
PIRIT-WUM-
THE OMLV -SPIRIT
TH-T'S ISJ V-AIM
' RIPPLED P0WK1 OVER
HS TONSILS'
A"3 POR WIPE
' OPEW GPACE-S,
THAT TRAP- OR
MIS IS A
PERFECT .
unnu.i IP f
THE
VJILPERNESS
; A k.
i AVr
ELLOVPAVJIEU
EOOKiE v:
MYRA NORTH, SPECIAL NURSE
BY THOMPSON AND COLL
I
i
STEEL'S HER
SELF FOR
THE DISTASTE
FUL OEPEAL
SHE ICWOW5
SHE MU-T
FACE, IF
HY5TER
IS TO &E
CAPTUREP.'
SHE
MOVES TO
THE
POETHOLE
THRU WHICH
SHE HAS
ENTERED
THE
CABIN.
I HAD YOU NOTICED HOW n THIS IS TOO GOOD I
1 BEAUTIFUL THE MOOMl I I TO BE TRUE .' f '
IS, OVER. THE NILE? PI I V " 1
WM
Without further, hesitation,
hy5ter ouicklv 60es to myea'5
SIDE AND TAKES HER IN HIS
KlE ATTEMPTS TO KISS MYRA,
BUT SHE PUSHES HIM BACK
A&AINST THE PORTHOLE.
At THAT
INSTANT,
A STRONO
ARM
SHOOTS
THRU THE
PORTHOLE
AND
CLAMPS
THE
STARTLED
HYSTER'S
THROAT
IN A
VISE-LIKE
ORlPr
ruf
GRAB HIS Cil IN.
MVKA
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TlMtWACKM
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LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
BY HAROLD GRAY
H1VM-- HARD TO GUESS
WHAT WAS IN ANOTHER MAN'S
MIND ON A NIGHT OVER
THIRTY YEARS AGO STILL,
MAYBE NOT SO HARD EITHER,
WHEN YOU KNOW THE MAN-
THESE FINGERPRINTS IM
BLOOD LAST FOREVER, IN
THIS DRY AIR AND TO
1-fcP.vt I HtN ON TMlj
FIGLRED HE'D DISPOSED
Or ALL INCRIMINATING
EVIDENCE FOREVER-
- FOREVER . EH?
WHAT iJ THOUGHT-
ft f Ja J.'
FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS
HE MUST HAVE JUST i f FIGLRED HE'D DISPOSED I
ri?K.AJHPCcPcEr?ST,N 1 I ALL I N C R I M IN AT I 1
THIS TIN BOX. TOSSED IT H I EVIDENCE FOREVER - I '"
FAR BACK. AND SET OFF THE fl I MM FOREVER FH? I
BLST THAT WOULD CLOSE W I MM M - FOKEVE . EH f I
THAT PART OF THE MINE- H 1 THAT S WHAT THOUGHT- J
r y" " '.l-l -A I . I.- H I W .. . T . .' h m. L. .
, . W ra 1
BY BLOSSER
HEf T I DIDWTTHIWK
CANT ) HE'D BE J
GET HIS ) ABLE TO! I
WERE JIMMIED 2
HERE." STARTED ) THE" Ifikll-
SHl! HE'S RIGHT BELOW US.
DOWT MAKE A SOUWD! HE'D
SURE GET US IF, HE
A)
VtXJ DID
WHAT?
I FIGURED WBE IT
WAS THEIR CAR, AMD BE
FORE WE CLIMBED THE
f. f TREE, I PULLED A WIRE
a, Vf OFF THE COIL
V
)( x
t :t,;. J 'a.Sacft
HM SURE PUT US
CW THE SPXf HCMLL
WC GET DOWN
FROM THIS TREE,
UNTIL HE LEAVES?.
AW' HOW CAN HE
LEAVE WITH THE
WIRES JIMMIED f
( BE ALL (
right; 1
? IF" HE
I rvMreijT
) KNOW
V WE'RE
w I
WELL H-WETOTHIMK UP
WHAT WE'LL DO IF HE
DOES DISCOVER US,
FELLAS ! I JUST DROPPED
My S4XOPHOWE.'
WASH TUBBS
BY CRANE
John D. Hamilton, chairman of
the Republican national commit
tee, steps from his plane at
Vakima, Wash., on a flying speak
ing tour of the Pacific Coast on
which he Is carrying the Repub
lican message.
UNDREDS LINE THE SIDEWALK. IN
t FRONT OF THE WESTERN RMACE
WOTS T THEY SAV LULI I
GOIH'ONA BELLE. TUC 1AOV
I HAKLlc 5 HtKIPFHA5A
DATE-
c
HERE THAT5 ) WHERE'S ) WHO'S GIT FER HOME, VE
SHE I HER! VER ITHE FIDO I DO&-FACED 0O0O5,
COMES, V 1 CIGAR, I WOU'RE OR I'LL RING THE
BCN$.y iHERIFF?HOLPW6? CURFEW OH YE? -
HAW.' v V
(SlOWN SKUNK STREET THEW &0. THIS HANDSOME
v COUPLE . AND INTO THE CRYSTAL PARADISE.
riinr- SY WCA BgBVICg. INC. T. M. Hco. ursAT. on
OH,MR. V;. i. . . WITH SUCH A
VALLI5, I CHARMING &IRL
AIN'T IT AS YOU PEMDE
SWELL? - , h a ME Ml lulu
( BELLE IT 15-
"f ( AH-HEAVENLY,
BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES
THREt MORE. VAV.b'.
S OtRW OKbKfV TVJEV'O
LtAVSE AW. TU-i STOVP
THOUGH
BY MARTIN
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