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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1932-09-29, Page 2MY Madame Lacroix's delicious ;.. CHOCOLATE LAYER CAKE fy 34,cup butter 1 cup sugar 2 eggs 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 1 cup milk 23.5 cups pastry flour (or 2 cups and 3 tablespoons of bread flour) 3 teaspoons Magic Baking Powder Ks teaspoon salt Cream butter; add sugar, a little at a time, beating until light; add beaten yolks and flavoring; add Sour, sifted with salt and baking powder, alternately with milk. Fold in stiffly beaten egg whites. Bake in 3 greased layer cake pans in moderate oven at 375°F. about 20 minutes. Recipe for Chocolate Icing and Filling is in the Magic Cook Book. Why Magic Baking Powder is used exclusively at this Montreal School of Domestic Science "We teach our students only the surest methods," says Madame R. Lacroix, Assist- ant Director of the Provincial. School of Do mnestic Science, Montreal. "That's 'why I always use and recommend Magic Baking Powder. Its high leavening quality is always uniform. You get the same satisfactory re- sults every time lou 1.4P-,44 $ , ' Fnii�ticj,a ung Yowderisthe •unquestioned choice in. the major- ,ity of cooking schools throughout the Dominion. Cookery teachers— and housewives, too—prefer Magic because of its consistently better results. Free Cook Book—When you bake at home, the new Magic Cook Book will give you dozens of recipes for delicious baked foods. Write to Standard Brands Ltd., Fraser Ave. and Liberty St., Toronto, Ontario. tS r'' Moder at..Bridgs Bp ANNE AUSTIN, SYNOPSIS. Juanita Selim is murdered at bridge. ;Ronnie Dundee, detective, orders the re - Playing of the "death hand." Penny Crain, ICaren erarshall and Carolyn Drake play the hand, Nita having been "dummy." Judge Marshall and John Drake, enter- ing separately, saw no one outside. Dex- ter Sprague entered the dining room with Janet R.aymoud, who accuses Lydia, the maid, because Lois Dunlap, in the dining room with Tracey Miles, had to ring twice for her. Dundee learns that 'Marshall had a gun that the group, ex- cept Penny and Sprague, used In target practice. . . rt#id'd#iib! n �yt"i n,r 1e14rar.etigQa??� "CONTAINS NO ALUM." This state- ment on every tin is our guarantee that Tingle Baking Powder is free froth alum or any harm- ful ingredient .---- Stade is Canada Dundee interrupted curtly, and hur- ried . from the room, followed by Strewn, who nodded to'Sergeant Tur- ner, still lounging wearily in a fee corner of the living room, to stand guard vigilantly. "Well, Bonnie, here's the devil to. pay," Strewn gla.nied, but Dundee made for the telephone without •an- swering. He called a number, then curtly de. minded: "Dr. Price, please! . . Yes, 1 know he's busy on an autopsy. Just tell him that Dundee of the district attorney's office wants to speak to him." There was a long pause, then: "Hello, Dr. Price! . . Dundee. . . . What was the calibre and type of bul- let that killed Nita Selim? Thanks much, doctor... Anything new? . . Fine! Thanks again!" He hung, up the receiver and faced. Strewn. "Bullet from a Colt's .32," h said grimly. "I suggest you send one of your men around to the Mar- shall home to pick up one of the bul- lets that was shot in their damned target practice. If you send the two bullets tonight, "registered email, to Wright, the ballistics expert in Chi- cago, he can probably wire you tomor- row morning as to: whether the same gun was used to fire both." "Sure, Bonnie," Strewn agreed lu- Firm -rooted at last—as a nian should gubriously. "I was going to do just' be— that.. . Say, this town is getting to Ten jumps from a stream and next be worse than Chicago!" door to a tree! When he re-entered the liing room Dundee began upon the judge again, regardless' of the fact that the elderly husband was murmuring consolatory endearments to his young wife. "Judge Marshall, how .many keys are there -Co the cupboard drawer in which your gun and silencer were kept'?" "Just one. I have it with me," the old man answered wearily. "Then when Hinson, your butler, looked for them, he found the drawer unlocked?" "He did. I confess criminal negligence—" "Then so far as you know, the gun and silencer could have been removed at any time by any guest of yours be- tween noon last Sunday and—today?" Dundee went on relentlessly. "I—suppose so. But these peo the silencer to drill Dexter Sprague with, and that be stole it from ber and murdered her; Nobody else has the slightest scrap of a motive, .and that note he wrote herought to be enough to hang him on!". Dexter Sprague had struggled to his feet during the woman's hysterical attack, his face like chalk, his eyes blazing, But Dundee waved him aside peremptorily. "One more question, Judge Max - shall," he said suavely, as if he had not heard a word that Carolyn Drake had said, "You knew Mrs. Selim be- fore her arrival in Hamilton with Mrs. Dunlap, I believe. . Just when and where did you meet her?" (To be continued.) CHAPTER XVII. At Judge Marshall's suddenly blurt- ed -out recollection: "It was Nita her- self who put the gun away !" . there was a collective gasp of relief. But it was Flora Miles who voiced the thought or hope that seem 1 apparent on every face. "That's why I didn't hear anyone talking when I was in the closet!" she cried, her voice almost hysterical in its vehemence. "There wasn't any- body but Nita in the room! She com- mitted suicide! She stole poor Hugo's gun and the silencer and committed suicide!" "At a distance of from 10 to 15 feet?" Dundee asked with i11 -concealed sarcasm. "And when she was powder- ing her. face? And just after enter- ing the room blithely F.Angieg a Broad- way hit?" "Maybe the lady is right, boy," Captain Strewn interposed mildly. "I've heard of people rigging up con triva.ices—" "And of causing the gun and the silencer to disappear by magic?" Dun- dee demanded. "No, folks, I'm afraid the suicide theory is no good... Now, Judge Marshall," and he turned again to the creator of the biggest sensation since the investigation into Nita Se lim's. death had got under way, "you say that. Mrs. Selim herself put the g . away. Will you explain the cir- cumstances?" The elderly man's face had gone yellowish again. "Certainly! Nita Mine and I were the last to leave the back garden. She was—was par• titularly poor at the sport—never made a bull's-eye during the four or five Sunday mornings after Lois— Mrs. Dunlap—drew her into our set. She begged for a few more shots, and roue • serif e meat. "She fired the last bullet in the chamber, and together we walked to the house, entering the little room at the rear where all sorts of sports equipment is kept—fiishing rods and tackle, golk clubs, bows and arrows, skis, etc. She was carrying the gun, unscrewing the silencer as we walked. It is my habit to keep the pistol and the silencer in a drawer in a little corner cupboard—" "Loc:.ed up?" Dundee asked sharply. "Usually locked, but not always, I am afraid," Judge Marshall answered reluctantly. "And you saw Mrs. Selina place the gun and the silencer in the drawer?" "I thought I did, but I was really not watching closely. As a natter of fact, I stopped to look over a fishing rod, with a 'view to trying it out the first good fishing weather—" "Was Mrs. Selim wearing a coat or cloak?" -Dundee cut in impatiently. "Why, I don't know—" "Yes, she was, Hugc!" Karen cried out eagerly. "It was quite chilly last Sunday morning. Remember? We all had on coats and sweaters. Nita had a dark -green leather jacket with big pockets—" "And she left in a great hurry, without even waiting for a drink,'' Flora Miles contributed triumphantly. "I tell you, she took them away in her pockets." "Your guess may be 'correct, Mrs. Miles," Dundee agreed, "but I think we bad better not come to any definite conclusion until we know that Judge Marshall's automatic and silencer are really missing.... Is there anyone at your house now, Judge, whom you can ask to look for it?" "Certainly. The butler... Shall I telephone him?" Accompanied by Captain Strewn, the ex -judge went to .the telephone ii. the little foyer between Nita Selim's bedroom and the main hall. And within five minutes he was back, nod- ding his head gravely. "Hinson tells me that the Colt and the silencer ate both missing, sir. . May T express my profound regret that my possession of—" "Some other ' me, Judge Marshall!" -- •'.e--�--- Journey's End No matter how long it takes me to find The finch -haunted dow I knew, Until they again greet my heart mind No port is a refuge, no journey is through. wood, the mea - and Whether a now, Whether my in pain, I'll handle the plow That waits for hands again. year or a dozen from eyes are in haft of the friendly Peace or the I'll drink of the winds forget Rekindle the hearth to a sunset light, Stand where the dew is wet, As gay in my heart bright; song I of my couldn't on the clover as the day is Fifty -Fifty "That letter I gave you this morn- ing—did you post it?" asked the wife. "Well, no dear," said her hsband. "'Of course you didn't. And I told you it was important that it should go today." "Yes, dear." "And you forgot to post it. that's not 1st like a man!" "But, dear—" "`Don't `but' me, I'm angry." "But, dear, look at the letter. You forgot to address it!" Direction I find the greatest thing in this world 9s, not so much where we stand as in rat direction we are moving. To reach the port of heaven we must sail metimes twit the wind and some - es agaans i —but we must sail and Yid drift --nor lie at anchor,—O. W. Halmes. If xct7 =Pr.• •-.nem• waawa -• •"._ — • —Bert Cooksley. 0 �2 Ott ,p�(p, 4 a ' i '!r%�p YlGF1 ' Tae TEA "Fresh from the Gardens" Reminiscences iscences This story about J. Pierpoint Mor- gan is told by Captain "Sandy" Mc- Neil, late of the Mauretania -in his breezy reminiscences "In Great Wa- ters": "T remember one voyage during which he (Morgan) made a few caustic remarks to the Purser about dogs being in cabins against the Company's rules. It appears that he had been disturbed about 1 a.m. by people talking outside his window and more particularly, by the bark- ing of a toy -dog, Hot Dagger Put on Tongue To Test Guilt in Arabia Trial by fire was used in a murder case before the Tribal Control Board at Mazar, South Transjordan. A man had been killed during a feud between two Bedouin tribes. Money was claimed by his relatives, and three men were brought before the Board. The fire test was agreed upon, and an old and grizzled sheikh plucked a red- hot dagger from a fire, thrust out his own tongue, and put the heated steel upon it. There was the sizzling sound of hot iron touching moisture, and that was all. Now it was the turn of the accused. One of them stepped for- ward, the hot steel was placed on his tongue. There was a sickening smell ie judge i iiswere 't ot one 'ou. them, sir—" "After Mrs. Seliin's departure last Sunday, did your other guests remain for 'any length of time?" "For an hour or more, I think. Lois and Peter Dunlap remained for our two o'clock Supnday dinner, but the others drifted away to various the "Did any of you return to the room where the gun was kept?" "I can speak only far myself and Pete—Mr. Dunlap," Judge Marshall answered., flushing with indignation. "The two of us went. down just before dinner was served. I wanted to show him some new flies for trout fishing." "Your home is a popular rendezvous for your intimates, is it not, Judge Marshall?" "I pride myself that it is, sir!" "And guests run in and out, having the freedom ofi the place?" "Certainly, sir! ... And since I ani not so stupid es you may -imagine, I can tell you now that I understand the drift of your questions, and can fore- stall them: Yes, all of these people-- my friends!—have had opportunity to take the gun and the silencer from the cupboard since it was placed there last Sunday if it was placed there by Mrs. Selina But may I remind you, sir, that opportunity alone is not suffi- cient; ;that motive--" "Since Mrs. Selim is dead, murder- ed by the weapon which was stolen, we can assume, Judge Marshall, that. someone had motive," Dundee remind ed him implacably, for in his mind there was no doubt that the ballistic expert would bear him out. There was a heavy, throbbing sit- ence. The group that, with the creep- tion of Dexter Sprague, had been so united, so cemented with long -sustain- ed friendship, again dissolved visibly before Dundee's. eyes into eleven indi- viduals, each a]vinking into himself, mentally drawing away from any pos- sible contamination with a murderer. "You have said; Judge Marsh -all!," Dundee wentat last,"that M ie s Crain and Mr. Sprague were not at ems.Amoimo— SAVE THOS' OLD, WORNDO N SHO T rseeae You can 'resole, fill holes, cracks is patented, guaranteed, non- anti render soles waterproof , inflammable -'-••there it no sue. and nonskid, Plastic compound cessful imlta+ion. V'lideranse of applied like putty --wears like uses in homes aur! serages. leather. Do it yourself athoee Thousands buy it teSive dollitt --fow d few tents. No special when dollars are few tools needed Sir oelastit ltait'Pint75c. Stn yMAI E A�s®Pacw .,„VA 1 G+*:i;0 /rr aconotriy Product* (:o., 20 Hayter Street, Toronto ' �1�,Wa5;xe�tabl�sl}�. ed. The man was sentenced to pay $1,500 in money or in kind. The Arab explanation of this test is that if a man is innocent, the normal moisture of his tongue will prevent the hot iron from hurting him. Artificial Fogs Developed To Protect Growing Fruits Artificial fogs have been develop- ed by French chemists in a promis- ing effort to protect growing fruits and vegetables against night frosts. Special devices have been evolved and the process consists in dropping a compound suck as chlorbydrin on . chalk iu au appropriate apparatus. The chalk thus heated throws off Hydrochloric acid and other matters, which mix with the damp air and produce intense opaque fogs. Despite the acidity of these dense vapors, their action on vegetation is not harmful. Experiments are now being conducted to attempt to im- prove the effectiveness of these arti- ficial fogs by giving them properties destructive to parasitic growths.— Scientifc American. "There was only one toy -dog on board, and the woman who owned it was on deck with her Belgian but- terfly -hound. Two men friends came up and .were thoughtless enough to tease the dog, who was always ready to yap, like most small dogs. Mr. Morgan's cabin was just at this spot and, after a while, he put his head out of the window and asked these people why they did not go to bed. One man replied by asking Mr. Morgan why he didn't go to bed him- self. I was told later that the man who made this retort was Mr. Mor- gan's own secretary." Mention of small dogs reminds me of an amusing story about James Gordon Bennett, who owned the old "New York Herald." Bennett was a great dog lover and always had a pack of yapping poodles at his heels. He was one of those who believe that there can't be much wrong with a man if dogs like him, and there- by hangs this tale: Some years ago, Bennett had as London correspondent of the "Her- ald" a certain newspaper man (a friend of mine),—who shall be name- less—but who by all signs and tok- ens, seemed to be skating on very thin ice, so far as the security ot his job was concerned. "The prettiest dress at the picnic" everybody said One day my friend received a -wire ordering him to report forthwith to Bennett in Paris. It was an omin- ous,.sign following en what had gone before. Brit, forewarned' is `'fore- armed, we are told. So, before leav- ing London, my friend, who knew ot his employer's faith in dogs, procur- ed some choice pieces of liver and added thereto just a soupcon of aniseed. sociable manner. 1 -Ie would walk the streets taking no notice of saluta- tions, but one day two ardent young spirits (one suspects that Barrie was one of them) determined to get' a word frons him. With what they con_ siderecl fine ingenuity they waylaid him on a lonely road and inquired.if he could kindly tell them the distanoe to a certain village. "Tarn" mere- ly lifted his staff, pointed to a mile- stone in the near vicinity and silent ly passed on. Here's a Whistler story I don't re- call having seen printed before. It is from Frederick Iteppel's "The' Golden Age of Engraving". During Whistler's East visit to Paris lie was making a call on a lady of exalted rank, and she said. to him: "You are well acquainted with King Edward of England?" "Well, no," said Whistler, "not personally." "Why," said the lady, "His Ma- jesty was speaking to me in London recently and said be knew you well." "Oh," said Whistler, "that was only his brag." Dressed in his best—morning suit and silk hat—he left for Paris. On arriving there he proceeded to the Bennett apartment, having first seen to it that the choice bits of liver, flavored with aniseed, were safely safely reposing in the tail pockets of his morning coat. He was shown into a room adjoining the drawing - room and left to cool his heels for more than an hour—an additional sign that all was not well for him. Presently, the folding -doors opened and in walked the great man with half a dozen or more yapping poodles at his Heel. The sequel was sud- den and complete. With tails wag- ging and noses high in the air, the dogs made a concerted leap for my friend. They jumped all over him, licked his hands and face, and were particularly interested in his coat tails. Bennett's face lost its hard- ness and became wreathed with smiles. Well, to cut the story short, instead of the axe falling, my friend returned to his post in 'London atter a week's sojourn in Paris (et joying himself at the Commodore's expense) nse) with a substantial increase in satury and a cash bonus, "I must tell you about going to a bag, all-c�ay.iicnic," writes a -woman from Ontario. '"I thought I couldn't go because I had nothing fit to wear and couldn't afford :a new dress. The day before, the druggist showed me a wonderful new tint powder made by the people who make Diamond Dyes which I have often used in dyeing dark colors. These new Diamond Tints,• he explained, are the same high quality- as Diamond Dyes. The dif- feren e is,they are for light shades and don't- regain boiling. I had a caress, left from last year, which fatted as so streaked The thirty-seventh anniversary of the death of Mrs. Cecil Francis .Alexander, who wrote the never -to. be -forgotten hymn, "There ie a Green Hill Far Away," recalls the fact that. Mrs. Alexander was the wife of Archbishop Alexander, of Ireland. At the age of nine she began to write poetry and until her death poured out a stream of hymns and ether verse, one of her books reaching a sixty. ninth edition. Gounod, who wrote a setting for "There Is a Green Hill," declared it almost set itself to music. Shane Leslie in his delightful book, "The End of a Chapter," has an amusing stony. When a child he recited the hymn to Mrs. Alex- ander, and was asked at the close which verse he liked best. "The last," he replied. "And why?" "Be -1 cause it is the last," he answered firmly. Her interest in children' amounted almost to a, passion. .She ^was.one. of the first to introduce the kinder, garten into this country. Here is a letter she received from the mother of a young hopeful wlio came under her care: . "Young Lady, ""Willy. seems 'to be onto his foot; most of the time, These is all the, butes Willy will have to Krissmus.; Can you learn him setting down? "Respectfully, "MRS. BEER.", To go back to Captain McNeil's ro- miniscences: He says that after lis- tening in on a talk between Charlie Chaplin and some "Montreal and New York business men" during a crossing in the spring of 1931, "it appeared to me that Mr. Chaplin would have been just as big a suc- cess in commerce or banking as in the films." "In the early summer of last year nlr ee on as , (1931) Mr. Andrew Mellow, then Secretary of the United States our home for target been practice. Sunday. and w t liked and ugly L was Treasury, crossed over with mo me y g l Has either of them been in your home hamed to wear eet. I decided to try sat' at my table, where at he. same and during this past wek?" Diatnoncl Tints on it, I just dissolved time, l had three of the biggest ' enny-111isa Crain spent an even- I'the powder in elle rinse water, en incl the on Wall Street," recalls Captain talc- mg with my wife when 1 was=er—, Tress canna out the loveliest green? 1 Neil. '"As this was a chaotic time away from home on. business. That got to the picnic after all and every- in the world's stock markets, and was last Tuesday, I believe--" body said my dress was the Prettiest particularly in Germany, they want - "Yes, it was Tuesday, lingo," Penny one there, thanks to these new Dia- ed me to ask Mr. Mellon up to my Crain interrupted firmly: "And Karen mond Tints." th can vouch for the fact that I did not ""`+"w" b , o # . sal mottle" yin .> w l.6 "I out be slim, I'emlyt Carolyn 1 A A ulor,,Sh Drake scolded, as if she had long been �z;,;,'?�t-'�t�°gb,.:. OND bursting to speak. "Giving an alibi! As if any of us who were playing bridge tithe that woman was being Which gives me the chance to pass along a fish story I heard the other day. Two experts, each with a cost- ly outfit, had fished for a whole morn- ing without catching anything. They were about to pack up when a little girl threw out a line and pulled up a two-pounder—a beauty. "What kind of a fish is that, my child " asked a passer-by. 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