HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1927-10-06, Page 6The House of
Mystery
When Jealousy Casts its 1Jg1y Shad -
cellars; the door leading down is
locked,"
"But there was a light!" protested
Philippa. And there have been pec-
ple here lately. Look!"
They inspected the stone kitchen in
ow Aorose the Path of True Love,{ which they were standing.
Only the Unexpected Can Avert a On a table were so1n0 dirty cups.
Tragedy. To Philippa and Ned, the , In a cupboard were wood and paper,
Jealous Young People of This and iu a pail before the eanpty•hearth
Thrilling Story, There Came Sud- was a good supply of coal. A kettle
denly a Peril Which They Had to stood in the grate.
Face Together or Perish. "Might almost say we've wandered
into a house of ghosts," suggested
Ned, cheerfully.
Philippa shuddered. Intuition told
her something was wrong about this
mysterious house of vanishing lights
and unseen inhabitants. She didn't
tray anything to Ned, however.
"Well," she remarked, "the best
thing we clan do is to make a fire. We
shall be warm and dry then for the
night. I don't believe in ghosts, any-
way„
I few minuter later found Philippa,
with Ned's assistance, persuading a
rather reluctant fire to light up.
Half -way through the task Philippa
spoke suddenly.
"I say, Ned, I've been an awful pig
to -day, and I'm sorry. It was really
Kitty Claire's fault, suggesting we
leers in love and trying to make us
both look fools. . . So that we tried
to show we weren't, and quarrelled.
Philippa's rich, dark complexion
grew crimson as she spoke. Perhaps,
though, it was just the reflection from
the burning wood.
"It wouldn't be such a bad idea if
we were," suppested Ned, hopefully.
An amused light sparkled in Philip -
pa's dark eyes as she carefully laid on
another piece of coal.
"It would make Kitty mad, any-
way," she laughed. The fire was now
burning cheerfully.
"And now," suggested Ned, rising,
"I've got an idea. I saw some rugs
in one of the rooms upstairs. They'd
be something to sleep on—better than
stone, anyway. I'll go for them•:"
A little later he returned with a -few
rugs. There was hardly a luxurious
supply of them, but Philippa, who al-
ways took her troubles cheerfully,
laughed as Ned regarded his meagre
findings ruefully.
"Better than nothing at all events.
I think I'll take my shoes off, any-
way! !" remarked Philippa. ,
"P'raps there are more," suggested
Ned, optimistically. "I'll go for an-
other prowl."
He -picked up his lamp, and went off
once more. A few minute 'later, re-
turning, he looked round the room in
amazement.
Philappa was gone!
He flashed his lamp
Chen, and called her
wan no answer.
Ned could hardly believe his eyes.
'What had happened to her? Her
shoes were on the floor, still warm—
but the girl had vanished as complete-
ly as if the floor had opened up be-
neath her.
He stood for a moment puzzled. An
eerie sensation crept over him. This
forsaken house of lights that disap-
peared like ghosts—what strange and
terrible things might not happen
here?
He pulled himself together, though,
and set off, lamp in hand, to search
the house. It was as empty as ever,
and no Philippa answered his anxious
calls. After wandering through the
dark passages of the ramblng old
mansion, he found his way back to
the kitchen.
Then, with a sudden idea, he moved
to the door. Might she be outside?
It was locked! Ned went pale for a
moment. Whoever was responsible
Lor Philippa's disappearance was de-
termined that he too should not leave
the house. They were both trapped
—far from help,
At any rate, Ned decided, there was
a human agency at work! Someone,
unseen, was loose—perhaps dogging
his footsteps!..
He glanced round for a weapon. On
the cupboard door was a soiled towel
on a roller. Ned detached the roller
and felt it critically. It would be of
some use against the mysterious
marauders!
Then Ned thought rapidly. There
was only one place where they could
have been hidden when the cyclists
came in—in the cellars, below the
barred door, and one, one of them
By Richard Atwood.
Philippa Exeter, the handsome, well-
built girl riding in the second rank
of the cycling club on its way to
Riverdown, flushed crimson at a fresh
witticism. It was lucky, she thought
angrily, that it was too (lark for her
sudden color to be noticed
As quietly as she could she let her-
self drop hack to the tail of the team.
It was too bad, she told herself bit-
terly, of Kitty Claire. Just because
Philippa and Ned Keither had been
good friends, Kitty had been sudden-
ly moved to make them the subject
of her jokes all day.
Amusing to Kitty, perhaps. When
she had suggested to the rest that
Ned Keither; rather shy and nervous
as he was, and the reserved Philippa
were in love, things had become try-
ing for them at once.
The two had grown awkward
straightaway, and half way through
the day's run had openly quarrelled,
much to the joy of the mischievous
Kitty.
"Bitty Claire's a jealous little cat,
and Ned is an awkward fool," Philip-
pa told herself.
Just then she heard a sudden pop.
A Puncture? "I'll catch the rest of
you up in a moment," she told the boy
in front. A minute Iater, alone in the
dusty road, with the red reflectors
of the team growing dim, Philippa dis-
mounted, and examined her tyre. In
her present mood she didn't want help
--from anyone.
Nevertheless, it was a nasty job.
A quarter of an hour passed, and
found her still patching a nasty tear,
by the light of her lamp propped up
on a bank.
Sha was making headway with the
e job when she was interrupted. A
cyclist came spinning down the road,
and dismounted by her.
"Hallo, Philippa] What's keeping
yon?"
She looked up.
"I don't see that it's any business
of yours, Ned Keither," she told him
coldly. "I'm not so anxious for your
company as you seemed to think this
afternoon, anyway."
"The rest sent me
lied Ned, awkwardly.
hand, ane way."
He mended the puncture in silence,
except for an icy "Thanks" from the
girl. They mounted and rode off af-
ter the team.
"IIave to catch them up," ventured
Necl, breaking the silence suddenly.
"Obviously," Philippa told him more
freezingly than ever. In the distance
a growl like thunder was heard, and
rain began to fall. The two put on
speed. The team were stopping at
Riverdown that night.
"I say," said Philippa suddenly.
Necessity forced her to speak. "Look
at that signpost! We're off our road!
We must have taken the wrong turn-
ing.,,
The pair halted. It was the fact,
and things looked nasty. Charming
as was the countryside the club had
chosen for is week -end spin, it was de-
solate. They had not passed a soul.
They took what seemed , the most
hopefail route, but another half-hour
found them still far from anywhere,
and very Net.
"The first house we come to, we
put up for the night!" suggested Ned.
Philippa was going to answer sar-
castically, but mutual misfortune had
'blunted the edge of the quarrel.
"And the sooner we get toone the
better. I say, it was decent of you to
conte back to me. But I wish I hadn't
got you into this mess, too."
"A good thing I am here," Ned told
her. "Look, there's a light."
They slowed. down. Across the
fields, a good way off in the dark, a
dim yellow light flickered. Ned dis-
mounted, and made for a gap in the
hedge.
"Shelter at last," he suggested,
back for you,"
"Let's give a
round the kit -
name. There
Philippa laughed ,and the wet pair was loose in the house, waiting to
pushed their machines up a muddy catch him unawares. For, while he
track towards the guiding light. was touring the house, someone had
Farther off then had expected, a big returned to lock the kitchen door.
house rose up against the night. The Ned made his plans. He took off
only light was from the back. They his shoes and stole noiselessly to a
pushed on upthe drive to the steps r. There,
corner by the barred don
with uplifted roller, he waited for the
raider to return.
His plans were well lad. Five min-
utes' suspense; then quiet footsteps
were heard, and Ned in his corner
caught sight of a man coning down
the passage.
Just as the man put his key to the
door, Ned brought his roller down. It
(lid its work effectively.; the man fell
stunned. Ned dragged his prostrate
enemy into the shadows, opened the
door and went down a flight of stone
steps. There was a patch of light at
the foot of them
Then, roller uplifted, Ned emerged
cautiously into a big cellar. The
enemy was not there. But in a cor-
ner sprawled Philippa. She had been
tied up with rope and gagged by her
captors.
Ned ran across the cellar and' un-
tied the gag. While he undid the
Philippa brought la the machines, ropes, Philippa explained in a rapid
wvhile Ned, taking a lamp, went off whisper,
into the passage beyond. •
There are three' of them in the
"Soniething !tinny, Philippa,," he house, We've stumbled upon some
'tor'it her: "I've been over the house, secret, and they don't Mean us .te get
radii% it's empty. No people—X ealled out alive. X wee taken by surprise
ottt on every door—practically no fur- from the beef(, gagged, and carried
nittrte.. ;Seem ayerywhere extent the down here. 'Then, atter giving me a<
few kicks, the beasts Went off to get
you too," •
"Well, there's one out of action,"'
said Ned cheerfully. The crisis found
.him buoyant, his nervousness gong.
"We'll get the others now.
Philippa rose to her foot a little
cramped, but ready for action. She
tossed her blank hair out of her eyes
and glanced round for weapons.-
The cellar, lit by an oll-lamp, was
practically vacant. A ''heap of leant
lay in a corner, and somo strange
tools. As she was glancing round, a
sound of footsteps was heard above.
The other two Were coming down!
Ned and Philippa, tense with excite-
ment, crouched in the shadows, welt-
ing to make a sudden spring. Un-
luckily, Ned's roller was on the other
side of the cellar. But, as it was, the
two intruders were taken suddenly by
surprise. ,
Ned flung himself on one with a
sudden jolt to the jaw that sent the
man rolling, while Philippa collared
the other and brought him to the
ground.
Taken unawares, the two raiders
nevertheless fought desperately, They-
were
heywere both beefy, beery individuals in
very bad training.;- their opponents
were both athletic young people. Ned
was thin but •wiry, and as his man
staggered up he sent him reeling
again with another uppercut to point.
Philippa had scrambled on top of her
fallen enemy, who was still makng
frantic efforts to rise. -
against the wall, the cyclist's keen
eyes noticed the man's hand go to his
pocket. Like a flash he was on him,
his sinewy hand on the other's wrist.
Ned dragged out a revolver—and
the fight was up. Ned didn't know
how the revolver worked, but that
didn't matter, for his enemy was un-
aware of it. His hands went up like
clockwork.
He stepped back, and by Ned's di-
rection moved alongside his partner
While the cyclist covered them 'with
the revolver, Philippa tied up their
hands and feet with the cords they
had used for her.
Ned and Philippa dragged down the
other man, who was still unconscious,
and ranged him against the wall with,
the rest.
Ned surveyed his three dejected
and ruffianly prisoners.
"Well," he told them cheerily, "the
game's up now, you know. Tm going
to get the police to take charge of
you all. I rather fancy, since you
were so anxious to keep some secret,
that they will be very interested.
"Now, one ga you can tell me the
best way to the nearest police -station.
It had betbee be the right way, too,
or you'll get hurt when I come back?'
After a few minutes, one of then,
sullenly gave him ,the necessary. di-
rections. While Ned mounted guard
over the captives with his revolver,
Philippa cycled off to the station
before the front door, and Ned knock-
ed heavily.
There was no reply to his repeated
knocks. As he turned puzzled. to
Philippa, who was at the foot of the
steps holding their machines, she ex-
claimed:
x-claimed:
"Look! the light's gone out!"
"P'raps they've just gone to bed,"
suggested Ned. "Well, round to the
back we go. They can't refuse us."
They made their •way to the outly-
ing wing at the back from where the
light had cone,
They -found the door. Ned knocked,
and, getting no answer, tried the liana
die. After a moment's hesitation,
they stepped into a stone kitchen.
Ned detached his lamp and put it
on a table.
"Coyne on in," he said. "I'll go and
find the people here, and tell them we
';want shelter."
Bishop of Ripon
Who advocates closing of
laboratories for the period
cade.
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of a de -
Sour Cream
Some New and Attractive
Ways to Add Zest to the
Menu by the Use of Sour
Cream
To keep sour cream, pour into a
clean glass bottle, cover and set in a
cool place. In this way several days'
remnants can be combined and used
when needed.
Bake slices of halibut in sour cream,
for a delicious variation of the usual
baked fish dish. Or use sour cream
,in place of milk in preparing white
sauce for codfish.
Potatoes mashed in hot sour cream
have a fine texture and excellent
flavor. Sour cream poured over to
almost cover scalloped potatoes while
baking makes a delectable dish. But
do not cook sour cream too long or
it will curdle.
In many countries the best cooks
stir two or three tablespoons of fresh-
ly soured cream into soups just be-
fore serving them. Beef, chicken,
tomato and beet soups are especially
improved by it. Hot sour cream
seasoned with salt and a little celery
seed and then poured over chicken
fricassee gives an indescribably good
flavor. Grated horseradish used with
sour cream is a favorite salad dress-
ing in many households.
Veal With Sour Cream
'Bone and cut short as many veal
chops as are needed. Lard on one
side. Have ready four tablespoons of
butter, one cup of sour cream, one
well -beaten egg yolk, salt, pepper and
flour. Season the chops lightly with
salt and pepper and dip the 'unlarded
About forty minutes later, she re- "side in flour. Put the butter in the
turned with four policemen from frying pan and when lint add the
Riverdown, telling them the tale on
the way. They handcuffed the prison-
ers.
"Well, sir," a constable told Ned,
"it's no wonder they were anxious
about you finding the house. They're
forgers -these are some of their
things on the- floor. They fixed on
this empty house to use, and like fools
gave themselves away by showing
that light. If you two young people
hadn't come across them like that,
they might be free men still.
"I suppose. you two will came along
with us to the village. A bit more
comfortable than here, for the rest of
the night. By the way, there's an
item of news, sir, that'll be of interest
to you and your young lady. There's
quite a biggish reward out for these
men. Come in handy for getting
married on."
He winked at Ned.
"I think you're about right," said
Ned. But he said it as a question,
and he looked at Philippa as he
spoke. •
"So do I," answered the girl, glanc-
ing downwards as she spoke.
Hostess—"Yes, a lovely old clock,
but always fast."
Guest—"Ah, early American!' •
chops. Fry slowly, turning to brown
evenly; this will take about twenty
minutes. Place them in a pan, pour
sour cream over them and bake slow-
ly twenty minutes more. Just be-
fore serving, pour the sauce from the
pan onto the beaten egg yolk, mixed
with a little cream and serve on the
Chops.
Sour Cream Johnny Cake
One cup of sour cream, one teaspoon
of soda, one teaspoon of salt, one-
third cup of sugar, one egg, three-
fourths cup flour and three-fourths cup
of cornmeal.
Beat the egg well. Add salt, sugar
and flour and mix until very smooth. set into the oven. The juices boil up
Add the sour cream and cornmeal.
pickled peaches and
from benesth and cook the fruit. Syrup from
Dissolve the soda in a little boiling When done, fill each jar with either pickled watermelon rind may be used
µfl+or and stir ;n the tact thine be-
lohot water{to make delicious apps;Tickle. Steam
more boiling appe sauce r,
and seal as usual. ' sweet apples until they can be .pierced
Apples for Salads and Dumplings with a straw, add to the reheated
Apples that hold their shape when , syrup, bring to a boil ant seal in small
000ked are best for dumplings, sal- sterilized jars,
ads or garnishing for roast pork.
When to be used for the two latter
purposes, unpeeled, red -skinned ap-
ples cut into halves give the prettiest
effect, but care must be taken
tboroughly to cook the skins. Baking
is the surest means ,of keeping the
pieces ufibroken. As the fruit is pre-
pared, drop each piece into scalding
hot water and when thereens enough
for a pint can, pack the apples into
the hot sterilized jar, pour over them
"enough thin boiling sugar syrup to
cover, lay the sterilized cap on top and
set the can in the hot oven. A little
red vegetable coloring added to the
syrup will make the fruit very attrac-
tive in a salad or as a garnish. When
the apples may be pierced with a
straw, fill elle jars, adjust the rubbers
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Apple Recipes
In September and October one can
often pick up apples for nothing or
for so little that it seems a shame,
not to add them to the winter's sup-
ply of appetizing food, Just a few
minutes spent in the kitchen in the
autumn will mean many pleasurable
meals a little Iater.
Sweet Pickled Apples
Break into Pieces a two-inch stick
of cinnaman and tie it in a cheese-
cloth bag With 1 teaspoonful a .ch of
whole cloves and the whole allspice. allow 1 cupful of sugar, %. teaspoon -
Add 3 pounds of light brown sugar to ful of ground cinnamon and a pinch or
1 quart of vinegar; drop it in the ginger. Simmer down to the desired
spice bag and boil it for 15 minutes. consistency, adding more or other
Peel, core and cut into quarters, rather spices to suit the taste, if necessary.
tart, well flavored apples, and simmer By taking every chance possible to
them, a few at a time, in the sydup, 'cook hot pulp in the oven iustead of
until they are almost done. If the over a direct flame one can Prevent
fruit is not delicate pink in color, add the waste of considerable material and
a little beet juice to the syrup. Pack time. If a flame must be used, put
the apples carefully in hot, sterilized an asbestos sheet under the kettle.
jars and leave them in a hot oven Pour the apple butter into sterilized
while the sydup is' being boiled down glasses or a stone•crock and seal with
rapidly for about 10 minutes. Fill the melted paraffin.
hot jars with the syrup and seal.' Apple Honey
These are delicious served with pork. For variety, add to 2 quarts of the
Apples for Pies end Sauce apple butter 1 cupful of honey. Heat
slowly but do not boil after the honey
is added. Seal with paraffin.
Apple Catsup
Wipe, core and quarter 16 large
cooking apples, cover them with water
and simmer until they are wen done.
and covers, and seal. Test for leaks
and store in a dark place to preserve
the color. Such apple clips on beds
of lettuce, filled with chopped nuts or
-celery, with a dash of mayonnaise and'
a bit of currant :jelly as a garnish,
make a combination as delightful to
the taste as to the eye.
Apple Butter
Wash apples, core without peeling,
cut into pieces and cook with as lit-
tle water as possible until the fruit
is very soft. This may best be done
in the oven. Put the–fruit throughr
a sieve, and to each 3 cupfuls of pulp
Fruit that .cooks up into a mushy
consistency is fine for apple sauce and
pies. Thoroughly cooked without
sugar and sealed securely in sterilized
'jars, the apples keep well. Sugar may
be added as needed, when it will prob-
ably be cheaper than during the can-, Rub through a sieve and to each 4
ning season. cupfuls of pulp allow 2. teaspoonfuls
Canning of this kind is easily done of white pepper, 11/4 cupfuls of sugar,
in the oven whiles other baking is
going on. The rack from the broiler
may be set on the bottom of the oven
to keep the jars from getting too hot.
The sauce may be partly cooked over
the flame and finished by baking in
the jars in the oven, or the apples
may be put into the cans as they are
prepared, covered with hot water and
1 teaspoonful each of mustard and all-
spice, 11/3 teaspoonfuls of cinnamon,
1 tablespoonful of salt, ,1 large onion,
grated, and 2% cupfuls on cider vine-
gar. Add to the aeple pulp, bring
slowly to a boil and simmer until of
the right consistency, about 11/4 hours.
Seal while hot,
Sweet Apple Pickle
fore baking. Bake in a moderate
oven twenty minutes. Serves six.
This bread is delicious served with
a luncheon of salad and cold meat,
tea and Johnny cake being the only
hot dishes.
Paquin Gras
Grate five small, cold, boiled pota-
toes finely. Mix with them five heap-
ing tablespoons of flour, a saltspoon
of salt and two beaten eggs. Mix
well together, add one-fourth cup of
thick sour cream, in which has been
stirred a half teaspoon of baking soda.
Drop by spoonful into deep, hot fat,
These are particularly appropriate
to serve with smelts or with any kind
of amaa fish. Enough for four.
"John, I wish you'd bring me home
one of those tobloids." "The kind you
take with a glass of water?" ,"No;
the kind you take with a grain of
salt."
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The Helpful Lemon.
Patient—"So you think, ' doctor,
lemon a day will help?"
Doctor—"I think you can count on
the lemon aid."
Electric.
A man was arrested and brought
before the magistrates. �
Magistrate (to prisoner)—"What id
your pante, occupation, and what are
you charged with?"
Prisoner --"My name is Sparks. 1
am an electrician, and I em charged
with assault and battery.'
Magistrate—"Officer, put this pan
in a dry cell.." , +,
Health visitor (who, on a previous
visit, .had 'given a thermometer to an
old couple itt a stuffy cottage)—"I
hope you're not letting the red lino
go up above the 60 mark" Old John
--"Oh, to, miss, assooct as I finds it
climbing up too high I takes it out in
the garden and eo018 it down!"
Widow (to daughter)--''Whenyou
are my age it will be time enough to
dram's of a husband." banghter--
y'~ 'es, rawtna, for the second time."
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