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While they are farm organizations have re- talkini aad lookinf out the window, they turned from Buffalo where they held Bear a shot, and tee two women hnrry-ln- c four-da- y love feast and announced The one in free a rons toward away. themselves in perfect agreement ir the park. the development of plans for in formulation of CHAPTER VIII tural policies and programs agriculand ic major agricultural objectives. She stopped running when she In the first meeting they held with reached it For a moment, he Sec. Clinton Anderson of the depart- thought he saw someone else, somement of agriculture, they split wide-ope- one in a gray raincoat walking over reorganization of the Pro steadily away into the fog. He could duction and Marketing administra-tionot tell whether it was a man or of the department a woman, for the gray of the coat Secretary Anderson explained dissolved the figure Into a mere that his reorganization plans an- blur. It only struck him as odd nounced as effective October 1 have that the figure did not turn or falter for their objective the elimination of or come nearer. It just walked "road blocks" and the formulation sedately was the only word away. of a straight line of communication There was something terrible in sr" " t n for the farmer and the farmer county committees direct to the department in Washington, giving the county and state committees more responsibility in the administration of their policies and decentralizing authority in Washington. The Farm Bureau federation and the Farmers Union declare they are disturbed and fearful that just the reverse will be true under the reorganization plans, and that more power will be centralized in Washington and that the Triple A will be liquidated. The National Grange and the National Council of Farm declare that the objectives of the secretary are their objectives, and how he brings about these objectives is the secretary's business; that if the reorganization plan as he outlined will do the job, they are for it. If it does not do it, they will tell him about it. Farm Bureau's Angle As a matter of fact, this reporter sees in the attitude of the Farm Bureau in opposing the reorganization, signs that the plan may step on the toes of some Farm Bureau friends in the department of agriculture. For the Farm Bureau has spent much time and effort in placing its friends in high places in the old Triple A organization from the- - top here in Washington on down the line to the state and county committees, with the Agricultural Extension service playing a major role. As it looks to this reporter, the secretary's reorganization plans, which follow identically the report of the Eisenhower committee, do not touch the county and state farmer committees, which are the sum and substance of the Triple A program. In transferring certain dud ties from Washington to commodity branches in specific areas of operation, direct lines of responsibility are fixed to which the farmer can go with all his problems, or ineliminating the "middle-man- " termediary which has proven administratively unsound in the past. What the reorganization is intended to do is to develop the policy and planning organization in Washington after consultation with farmers, with sole responsibility for function and administration in the field. The Farm- Bureau announced that it had lodged a protest with the President over the proposed reorganization, and is seeking to hold off final adoption of the plan until it can consult with agricultural leaders in congress. As a matter of fact, however, the secretary already has consulted with these leaders. The Farm Bureau also contends that taking away some of the functions of the field offices separates the responsibility for formulating overall policies and the program of administration, which it seems is one of the objectives of the secretary, and the bureau doesn't like that on the theory that it will act to concentrate rather than decentralize power in Washington. - mmmm ware Coughs Have Less 'Voice'? Cftmmftn inMe Inat Han? On i idoW. lS3i nd aid nature mem. TSalmuconsto seU with the jSiCreomision must you xm-y- ou like the way it fDlfonfybacfc.CIAWK! 4448 yj blood UCKS IRONI 21.? 'jourvS ufl.r M from pels, weak. the freU BROWN MTJ4.V. jla newly-create- W aw $mileage Dnwiee Medallion a Beauty 'A 5t. The Farm Bureau declares that under the plan the farmers will have less voice in determining their programs and that while somebody else formulates the program, the only service left for the old Triple A U administration in the field. On the contrary, the department contends, and the grange and the agree, the average farmer in the county committees will be in closer and in more direct touch both with policy and administration than under the previous or present system of administration. At any rate, the secretary has promised the farm organizations that the minute they prove to him that the plan of reorganization is not working out toward the objectives agreed upon, he will change the operation until It does. This seems a fair proposition. In the meantime, the reorganization will release several hundred employees of by the elimination of duplication effort- - In the various commodity fields If and when the program Is to completed. And no one objects In any of expense elimination the governmental program. PATTERNS NEEDi-ECRAF- i the unruffled walk, because directly across from it and below where they peered out, something quite awful staggered, one hand to its chest the other groping out blindly. It was a man, tall, wide, a dark shadow of agony, seeking to climb the Bigelow stairs. The doorbell pealed sharply, a ring of sheer despair. Miss Bigelow and McCale, in a single movement, ran out of the drawing room. McCale reached the stairs first, tumbling down them two, three at a time. The bell was ringing now, steadily, a shriek, as though someone leaned heavily against it. The butler, King, came out of the back hall, a sour look on his face. But McCale was already wrenching open the door. A light went up in the hall as the startled manservant pushed a button. For a moment, no one seemed to be there. The door gaped wide and black. Then, from around its edge, a bulky object slid, slumped to its knees, lunged inward, then out fiat Curt Vallaincourt turned his exquisite head once, opened his agonized eyes once, mouthed a word before he died. "Veronica," he muttered thickly before his heart bubbled up into his throat. It was then that Adelaide Bigelow dropped down beside him, cradling his head in her lap. Her tired old hands smoothed dark silky curls out of his eyes. "A doctor," Miss Bigelow gasped. "The police," McCale said curtly. "But he may be dying a doctor." "I'm sorry," he looked deep into her eyes, "but he is dead." He closed the door on the night, shutting it out with the incredible thoughts which seethed through his mind. He barked an order to the butler, necessary action taking over his brain and body for the next few minutes. "Leave the body just as it is," he cautioned, adding, "a police requirement," for he saw a look of dismay on Miss Bigelows face. She was still sitting numb and stricken, on the carpet beside the body. 41S Fensroad but what shall I tell the police?" Tell them I left that you do not know why." "Yes." He glanced at his wristwatch. Two minutes to go. "Now, Miss Bigelow. I must ask you to tell me quickly what you saw from the window upstairs just before the shot" She closed her eyes and let a shuddering breath escape her lips. Her hands clasped and unclasped nervously. He thought she might faint She opened her eyes suddenly, tense, staggered. 1 but determined. "At first there was only Curt coming up the steps from the path that cuts across from Charles Street" The old voice was pained and hushed. "1 knew it was he from away off. He always swaggered, sort of, and never wore a hat There was also a a woman-com-ing along the outer walk that comes over the bill from Park Street." "A woman in green?" She looked "Yes, in green." frightened. "There was someone else in a gray coat and hat coming along Beacon Street toward the C(ATUR(S as if prompted to explain away bis disillusion in, her. A long moment passed. She turned to the fire. He went out. There was no one In the hall The body of Curt Vallaincourt lay long and dark and lifeless, half in, half out of the light thrown by the scones on each side of a console table. McCale stopped by the still form, avoiding a puddle of congealing blood. He hvelt and noticed thai Curt had been shot a little above the heart at close range, as if someone had walked up to him and let him have it. It was a miraclf he had managed to get up the steps to the door. A less virile persor would have dropped dead in hit tracks. He frisked the body until he camt upon a key ring that held a numbe-okeys. Satisfied that one of thesi must be the key to the dead man'; apartment he rearranged the cloth ing, walked to the door, eased i open and slipped out He was hardly across the stree onto the paths of the Common whei the sirens started wailing and tear ing up Beacon Hill. At Park Square, McCale hoppec into a cruising cab which put hin down at 413 Fensroad in six min utes flat, despite the increasint drizzle and the traffic congestion o: that time of day. n was a big hunk ol concrete and stainless steel. Ht stopped before Vallalncourt's apart ment and listened carefully, his eai to the door. After he'd entered, he stood completely still, testing the silence thai hung heavily about him. A widi doorway at his right gave entranct to a large living room. He stepped toward it, soundlessly. The quiet of the place was dis turbing. It was the intense, preg nant quiet of a room so recently oc cupied that the effluvium of thai occupancy still hung In the air. There were two doorways In back and a little to the left of him as he stood motionless In the center ol the carpet Not a board creaked or a pin dropped, but the hair on the back of his head stood up warn ingly. Moisture beaded his palms. He swiveled slowly, expecting anything. A woman stood in the first door way. Tall, dark, voluptuous, she lounged, white-facebreathless, in a peculiarly familiar attitude Hooded, discontented eyes looked steadily at him. Her face was so white she seemed all lipstick in the glare of so many lights. If she had had a cigarette in that mouth-Mem- ory tugged at McCale and he knew it was Sharl Lynn. She wore a dark green wool dress! "Who are you?" he said huskily She moved slowly toward him, eyes wary. For a moment he ignored her. "You were a fool to come directly here," he said then. Apprehension widened her eyes for a moment, bringing out unsus pected lines In her face. She sat down unsteadily on a chair and ran nervous fingers through dark dyed hair. She's scared, McCale thought He perched perilously on the arm of the Empire sofa, shaking out a cigarette from a pack directly into his mouth in one motion. He spoke over the flame of his lighter. "Curt Vallaincourt has Just been shot." Watching her closely be was cer tain that it wasn't news to her that she already knew. "Who are you a dick? I didn't Sewtng Circle Neealeeraft DepC Bos 121T Saa Fraadsea t. Calif. EncloM 10 cents for Pattara. No Kama Address. to rcLtvt ttvffin, Invite lino., fills up f Pattern No. 662 "PUIS pinwheel medallion will A whirl new beauty into your home! Easy to crochet, it makes elegant doilie; when Joined, larger pieces. If s wonderful how a little up each nostril relieves stuffy transient If congestion. you need relief tonight, try It I Follow directions In p&ck&ga. Va-tro-- VICLtSVA-TRO-nO- L Four-thirtee- tall wide man seeking to climb the Bigelow stairs. , . A house. I couldn't iiee very well. The person was almost directly under the window and I was concentrating on on Curt." "On this side of the street?" "Yes." Whoever it was had crossed the street, then, for the figure had been on the opposite side when McCale looked. That someone must have been almost at the door when the shot was fired? The murderer? "Man or woman?" he snapped. "I I couldn't tell. I was watching Curt, I told you." "But the hat. You said the figure had on a gray raincoat and a gray hat. Surely you could recognize the sex from the hat?" I jwas watching "I'm sorry Curt." "Yes. Go on." The butler had his hands pressed "I just 'can't remember what haptightly against his diaphragm, while pened then. Curt and the woman certo a prelude perspiration, in almost met at the gate, but tain nausea, stood out on his fore- he green was a little ahead. I thought head. he his head to look at her. "Get yourself some brandy, . . turned . I'm not sure. Then I'm sor"And man," McCale spoke briskly. ry." It's all confused. There was get the police department on the just the shot I closed my eyes, I a minute. Call Wait telephone. 103 and ask think! Then you were behind me Devonshire 1212 line and I did notice someone the womfor Donlevy, chief of homicide." an in green, I believe, running off "Permoved man slowly. The old the fog." into he began. haps if you can, Then she went to an old, battered "No. Better you" desk that stood in a comer of the McCale grasped Miss Bigelow's room. Pressing a spring that "We elbow in a reassuring grip. a secret drawer, she took opened at minutes the have less than six out a small envelope from which most," he said, "before the depart- she shook a piece of paper. a will at least or squad car, ment, be here. Where can we have a min- Shari Lyhn Tells ute to talk? Alone." she voice her "The library," said,. Her Story stronger. "You'd better have this." She spoke almost furtively, and added, McCale Slips Out "If the house is searched, they'd be bound to find it." Ahead of the Police He took it over to the light and "I want your help," he began, saw it was the merest corner off and rushed on, for he lived in the the edge of a letter. world as it is and knew that there when you control the dough were things he might do if she could your promise to me, lover. the while outside poa little remain will be ours, to be out of lice orbit. "I'm going e's to crime. Ha, ha. here before the police arrive." "This, then," he said, straighten"Oh but please" He held up his hand. "You must ing up, "is what really sent you to understand this. There may be me." "Yes," she murmured. "I found some way I can lessen the publicity this case is bound to stir up. Don't it In the drawing room grate. It think I mean to obstruct Justice. was, surely, a note to Curt. He must I'm aot that kind of detective, but have tried to burn it in this house. how it proved almost ail you must understand that once the You see police come into this, you will have my suspicions?" "Yes." Your privacy, your no peace. He returned the fragment to its home, your very lives will be ripped envelope, slipped the envelope into wide open." Her face was his inside pocket No time to lose "I understand." now. bleak. "The woman in green had red "If I am He went on rapidly. here when the police arrive, I will hlr, didn't she?" he asked, coldly. Shf looked for a moment c'own be tied up tor hours maybe with the preliminary investigation. If I into an abyss of sheer terror. "1 I Jon't know," she faltered. am not, I can perhaps discover something before they do. I know "I was looking at Curt." Disappointment and wrath Donlevy, Chief of Detectives. I can talk to him tomorrow. What I must flashed across his eyes, was as do Is get a head start I want, for quickly gone. He only said, "Courage') then I'll see you tomorrow." 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