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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1932-07-14, Page 2I• SYNOPSIS Juanita Se11m, lovely Broadway dan- cer, i;+ found, shot through the ii'art, by Karen &iarslaall, Bonnie Dundee, special investigator, called 1y Penny Crain, so- ciety girl, now the district attorney's seoretary. Dundee learns from Penny that Polly Beale, engaged to Clive Ham- mond, was missing from lunch, and that Nita was annoyed by her unexplained 4bsenee. He notes that the women, ex- empt Lois Dunlap, are hostile in their attitude toward Nita. At luncheon a ipote was delivered to Nita, Penny says, but is interrupted in her story by a cram, and a strangled cry from someone. CHAPTER VL "Pardon! 'Awfully sorry," Clive Hammond muttered, as he bent to pick up the fragmauts of a colored pottery ashtray which he and his fiancee, Polly Beale, had been sharing, "Don't worry—about picking it up," Polly commanded in her brusque voice, but Dundee, listening acutely, was sure of a very slight pause between the two parts of her sentence. He glanced at the couple—the tall masculine -looking girl lounging deep !n an armchair, Clive Hammond, rather unusually good-looking with his dark red hair, brown eyes, and a face and body as compactly and sym- metrically designed as one of the buildings which had been pointed out to Dundee as the product of the young architect's genius. His chief concern seemed to be f.>'r another ashtray, which Sergeant Tur- ner, with a grin, produced from one of the many little tables with which the room was provided. , . Rather strange that these two should be en- gaged, Dundee mused.. , , "Go on, Miss Crain," the detective urged, as if Le were inpatient of the delay. "About that note or letter—" "It was in a blue -gray envelops, with printing er engraving in the taper left-hand corn, r," Penny went on, half closing her eyes to recapture the scene in its entirety. "Like busi- ness firms use," she amended. "I couldn't help seeing, since I sat so gear Nita. She seemed startled—or, well, maybe I'd better say surprised and a little sore—but she tore it open and read it at a glance, almost, which is why I say it must have been only a note. But while she was reading it she frowned, then smiled, as if some- thing had amused or—or-" "She smiled like any woman read- ing a love letter," Carolyn Drake in- terrupted positively. "I myself was s<'re that one of her many admirers had broken an engagement, bttt bad Dundee wondered if even Carolyn Drake's husband, the carefully groom- ed and dignified John C. Drake, bank vice-president, had ever sent her such a note, but he did not let his pencil slow down, for Penny was talking again "1 think you are assuming a little too much, Carolyn.... But let that pass. At any rate, Nita didn't say a word about the contents of the note, and naturally o one asked a question. She simply tucked it into the pocket of her silk summer coat, which was draped over the back of her chair, and the luncheon went on. Then we all drove over here and found Polly waiting in her own coupe in the road n. front of the house. She told Nita idelEMMEMINsaniategamommum Finer flavor Kraft Old -Fashioners Salad Dressing has a piquant, freshly- Mondcd flavor that adds new pleasure to every salad dish. It offers delightfully rich smooth- loess , , yet has no oily taste .. :Best of all, it sells for an aniaz- %nsly low price ... Get some today. Marie in C41041 KRAFT OitaabfluCme:d. Salad Dressing ISSUE No. 28—'32 she had rung the bcll, but the plaid, Lydia, didn't answer, so she had just waited. "Nita didn't seem surprised; said she had a key, if Lydia hadn't come back yet. You see," she interrupted herself to explain to Dundee, "Nita bad already told us at luncheon that `Poor, darling Lydia,' as she called her, had had to go into town to get an abscessed tooth extracted, and was to wait in the dentist's office until she felt equal to driving herself home again in Nita's coupe.... Yes, Nita had taken her in herself," she answer- ed the beginning of a question from Dundee. "At what time?" Dundee queried. "I don't know exactly, but N%ta said she'd had to dash away at an ungodly' hour, so that Lydia could make her 10 o'clock dentist's appointment, and so that Nita herself could get a mani- cure and a sham] uo and have her hair dressed, so I imagine she mud hove left not later. than 15 or 20 minutes to 10." "How did Mrs. Selim get out to Breakaway Inn, if she left her own co with the maid?" "You saw her arrive with Lois," Penny reminded him, "Nita had told us all about Lydia's dentist's appointment when she was at my house for dinner Wednesday night," Lois Dualap offered, "I offered to call for her anywhere she said, and take her out to Breakaway inn in my car today. I met her, at her sugges- tion, in the French hat salon of the shop where she got her shampoo and manicure — Redmond's department store." "A. large dinner party, Mrs. Dun- lap?" Dundee asked. "Not large at all... Just 12 of us —the crowd here except for Mr. Spra- gue, Penny and Janet." "Who was Mrs. Selim's dinner part- ner?" Dundee asked, "That's right! He isn't here," Lois Dunlap corrected herself, "Ralph Hammond brought her and was her dinner partner." "Thank you.. Now, Penny, you were saying the maid had not return- ed" "Oh, but she had!" Penny answer- ed impatiently. "If .;.'m going to be interrupted so much— Well, Nita rang the bell and Lydia came, tying on her apron. Nita kissed her on the cheek that wasn't swollen, and asked her why ,she :hadn't let Polly in, And I ydia said she hadn't heard„ theebell, because she had dropped asleep in her room in the basement—dopey from the local anaesthetic, you know," she ex- plained to Dundee, "I see," Dundee acknowledged, and underlined heavily another note in his scrawled shorthand. "So Lydia took our hats and sum- mer coats and put them in the hall closet, and then followed Nita, who was calling to her, on into Nita's bed- room. We thought she either wanted io give directives about the makings for the cocktails and the sandwiches, , to console poor Lydia for the awful pain she had had at the dentist's, so we didn't intrude. We made a dive for the bridge taoles, found our places, and were ready to play when Nita joined us. Nita and Karen—" "Just a minute, Penny. Did any of you, then or later, until Mrs. Mar- shall discovered the tragedy, go into Mrs. Selim's bedroom?' "There was no need for us to," Penny told hint. "There's a lavatory with a dressing table right behind the staircase. I, for one, didn't go into Nita's room until after Karen scream- ed" There was a chorus of similar de- nials on the part of every woman pre- sent. At Dundee's significant pressing of the sante question upon the men, 'e was met with either laconic negatives or sharply indignant ones. "All right, Penny. Go ahead, please." "I was going to tell you how we were seated for bridge, if that inter- ests you," Penny said, rather tartly. "It interests me intensely," Dundee i.ssured her, smiling, "Then it was this way," began Pen- ny, thawing instantly. "IKaren and Nitaatm Carolyn and I were at this table," and she pointed to the table nearer the hall. "Flora, Polly, Janet and Lois were at the other. We play- ed at those tables all afternoon.. We simply pivoted at our table after the end of each rubber. When Nita be carne dumpy---" "Forgive line," Dundee begged, as he interrupted her again. "I'd like to ask Mrs. Dunlap a question... . Mrs. Dunlap, since you were at the other table, perhaps you will tell me what your partner and opponents were doing just before Mrs. Scilin became dummy." Lois Dunlap pressed her finger-tips into her temples, as if in an effort to remember clearly. "It's—rather hard to think of bridge now, Mr. Dundee," she said at last. "Dut—yes, of .nurse 1 eememberl We had finished a rubber and had decided there would be no time for another, since it was sonear 5.30—" loyal Engagement Prince Gustaf Adolf, eldest son of Sweden's crown prinee, who was formally betrothed tti Princess Sybille of Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, re- cently. "That last rubber, please, Mrs. Dun- lap," Dundee suggested. "Who were partners, and just when was it fin- ished?" "Flora—" Lois turned toward Mrs. Miles, who had sat with her hands tightly locked and her great haggard dark eyes roving tensely from one to another—"you and I were partners, weren't we? , . . Of course! Remem- ber you were clammy and I played the hand? You went out to telephone, didn't you? ... That's right! I 're- member clearly now! Flora said she had to telephone the house to see how her two babies—six and four years old, they are, Mr. Dundee, and the rosiest dumplings--. Well, anyway, Flora went to telephone—" "In the little foyer between the. main hall, and Mrs. Selim's room?" "Yes, of course," Lois Dunlap an- swered, but Dundee's eyes were upon Fora Miles, ani he saw her naturally sallow face go yellow under its too - thick rouge. "I played the hand and made my bid, although Flora and I had gone down 400 the hand before," Lois continued, with a rueful twinkle of her pleasant eyes. "But when the score was totted up, I found I'd won a bit after all. Our winnings go to the Forsyte Alumnae Scholarship Fund," she explained. "Yes, I now," Dundee nodded. "And then—?" "Polly asked the other table how they stood and Nita said, 'One game to go on this rubber, provided we make it. Karen was dealing the cards then, and Nita was looking very happy—she'd been winning pretty steadily, 1 think—" ".`,:Sorry, Mrs, Dunlap.. . -Hew dad the players at _your table dispose A themselves Hien—that is, immediately after you had finished playing the last, hand, and Mrs. Marshall was dealing at the other table?" Lois screwed up her forehead. "Let nee think—I know what I diel. I went over to watch the game at the other table, and stayed there till Tracey— Mr. Miles—came in for cocktails. I can't tell you exactly what the other tine did," There was a strained silence. Dun- dee saw Polly Beale's hand tighten convulsively en Clive Hamrr,ond's, saw Ja tet Raymond flush aeariet, watched a muscle jerk in Flora Miles' other- wise rigid face, Suddenly he .prang to his feet, I am going to make what will seem an absurd request," he said tensely, "1 am gating to ask you all—the women, mean—to take your places at the bridge tables. And then"—he paused for an instant, his blue eyes hard—"I want to see the death hand played exactly as it was played while Nita Selim was being murdered!" (To be continued.) The Longest Day There is sadness in the longest day. We feel somehow the year has sent his best; He seems to look around, then make his way, With shortening breath, down to his snow-wrapt rest. But 'tis not so—his.best is Yet to be, When his child, Autumn, shall with with gifts abound, And when, at happy Yuletide, we shall see His snow-white head with wreaths of holly crowned. Then tell pie not that life's best part is gone, Because the high noon of the day is here; There is a beauty in the twilight deep One has not felt at any hour since dawn; And what is there for tired man to fear When night conies in with stars and dreams and sleep? —Alexander Louis Fraser. A. Good Fly Repellent Spray 4 quarts coal tar dip, 4 quarts fish oil, 3 quarts coal oil, 3 quarts whale oil, 3 pints oil of tar, 3 pounds Iaundry soap. To prepare, dissolve the soap in warm water, add the other materials and mix thoroughly, add enough water to•make up to 30 gallons. Spray the cows twice a day, once in the morning after milking and milk has been removed from the barn, and once in the early evening, The above quantities will be enough for a herd of 40 cows for one month. Beginnings 0 'small beginnings, ye are great and strong, Based on a faithful heart, and weariless brain! Ye build the future fair, ye conquer wrong, Ye earn the crown and wear it not in vain. —Lowell. To a Jew who was refreshing him- self in a bar there came another Jew, "I congratulate you with all my heart I hear that you made twenty thousand pounds out of your fire last Thursday!" "Hush, my dear! Hush! Not a word!! It's next Thursday!" Tall Tales by a Tall Man ;asp .ib. !+.. .ly .4<c.�N�hX.�.!�'a2���in+i'4 ) 'W",�i'•C �1+1� � `!:.`,: ,90. 0 "Tex" Madsen, 7 feet 6 inches—wo`'ids loftiest cowl, ul't;, part in .a pioneer days' show at Santa Monica, California, stops Cat a moment to chatwith Barbara Carlson, 'age two, is delielous (Write Salado, Toronto, for excellent recipe) 268 Norwegian Hoare Crafts Wood -carving in Norway is one of the most ancient of the industrial arts, and it shows r well connected development front the days of the Vikings, who carved in bold design the figure -heads which ornamented their warships. But the most inter- esting and important period of this art is seen in the massive and richly carved doorways to the wooden "stay" churches. The earliest of three show .distinct avidence of Irish influence, the orna- ment being usually composed of rib- bon festoon, with grotesque figures of animals and snakes. The. most char- acteristic of these carvings date from the eleventh and twelf ea centuries. Following on this interesting per- iod we find the influence of the Anglo- Saxon and Norman, in which twining festoons of vines and various other plants are associated with dragons and other winged monsters in bold spiral design up the massive door portals. Figure eubjedts inspired by the sagas appear to have been in great demand, and we find quaint de- signs of this kind taken from the Niflu ig and Vols'ang sagas. A num- ber of these richly -carved portals are preserved in the Bergen Museum. From the thirteenth to the six- teenth century the doorways of the peasants' houses were siniarly orna- mented, and this decorative art was followed up by the similar treatment of furniture and articles of domestic ase. Early in the seventeenth century a fresh impetus was given to the peas- ant carving by the introduction from the North German States of the Fri- sian patterns. These are in low re- lief and consist chiefly of circles and wedge-shaped designs of great var- ietei and beauty, Examples of this period are far Iron rare, and in the proud posses- sion of the peasantry they are treas- ured as heirlooms, along with home- woven tapestries, old silver orna- ments, and antique embroideries. Tapestry -weaving as a domestic industry has progressed hand-in-hand with wood -carving, and this ancient art is still a favorite occupation of the Norwegian housewife, who finds' both pleasure and profit from its par - suit. The earliest sagas tell us of we ren pictures, thus pointing to the fact that even in those very remote times the Norwegians showed an inborn artistic sense. Of textile fabrics from the Viking age fragments only have been found, and these in most cases were discol- ored from contact with metallic ob- jects and by the moisture from turfy soil. Woolen stuffs, as well as Iinen were used, even in the Bronze Age, .,-id the Woven patterns were always, of geometric design, and were work - e in one or more colors,•a gold wire, gracefully twisted, being used for decoration on the garments... . In 1893 the Norwegian painter, Gerhard Munthe, introduced a new and original style into the cloth-weav- irM industry which has had excellent and far-reaching results. His de- signs are based on the old Norwegian fairy tales and folk -lore. They are grotesquely fanciful and highly i.nag i. .tire, bold and harmonious in color,' and extremely decorative in effect. The movement is rapidly extending and a new life for this beautiful in- dustrial art Is in course of develop- ment.—From "The Norwegian Fjords," by A. Heaton Cooper, Music of the English Soil Shakespeare seems to have risen out of nothing -a strange, scattered music, mysteriously brought togeth- er in the English sky of the Renais- sance, like those strains floating in the resonant azure of the magic isle. , This music seems to soar from the whole of the English soil. We hear it in • the legendary ;' murmur • of tha past, the flutter of Celtic fairies and will-o'-the-wisps, the undying voices of moor and woodland, that endure through the days and nights of een turies, like the timeless ripple of streams in the hollows—sounds which a Hardy has heard and made us hear under the clangours of modern England, ever the same, as if nothing in the world has changed since the beginnings of that land. Thus, in Shakespeare, the Eng- lish recognize more or less clearly, behind the creatures of his fancy, the ancient spirit of the English soil. He has made them one for ever with the calm landscapes of the past --broad acres, cottages thatched and flower -wreathed, patriarchal oaks, green meadows where spring is fresher and more splendid than elsewhere—landscapes that have sur- vived here and there in the smith and southwest of the Island, in the Stratford country itself, and have become the cherished image of the land since the changes that have made England more and more in- dustrial and urban. If, severed from this atmosphere and this bank. ground, the figures created by his genius were isolated, as are Hrichel- angelo's superhuman marbles in the dim silence of San Lorenzo, the poet's work would not be national. To the Englishman of today, Shake- speare is not only the greatest genius of the English race. 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