Zurich Herald, 1933-06-08, Page 2Mysterious masquerade
SYNOPSIS,
-At a dance club ;NZolly Carstairs,
pretty and unemployed secretary meets
Roger Barking, who promises to get her
job. The following morning Molly is
(;topped b a Policeman who takes her to
the pollee station, showing her a news-
paper cutting announcing that a Molly
Carstairs is missing from her home.
At the station Mr, and Mfrs. Silver, of
gPzia ainestead, who
take her to home. 1 tl' to uncle
CHAPTER V.
Molly sat down in the cosy easy-
chair beside the electric fir:. that glis-
tened with a realistic flicker of flame
in the blue -tiled hearth. These peo-
ple—the Silvers—annexed determin-
ed that she would stay with them. For
some reason which had not yet been
explained, they regarded her as their
niece whom they had lost for over a
week, and their welcome, •effusive that
It was—reflected an embarrassing sin-
cerity.
incerity.
The girl considered it rather fox-
tunate that she Was not pressed fox
time. The problem which the morn-
ing had evolved was now one that in-
trigued her. It was a man -sided
problem.
• Firstly, there was herself. She,
Melly Carstairs, utterly alone in Lon-
don. and without employment. It rep-
resented, so to speak, the base of hex
triangle. Secondly, there was the Sil-
vers. Molly tried hard to make 1p her
eo • l
mind about these people who appeared
genuinely distressed that si e was suf-
fering from a lost memory and who,
'at the same time; were equally glad
that she had returned to thein safe
and sound. Thirdly, there was the X
-=the unknown cdiiantiter that she felt
existed somewhere.
That was the problem, and she won;
c:ered whether she ought to avail her-
self of this trick of chance.
It was a situation that needed the
fullest possible conside"ration, and
Molly was sensible enough to realize
the peculiarities -arid the danger's
of her positioih. From her own per-
sonal point of view the present con-
tretempts had a leaven of satisfaction.
For weeks she hada been searching for
•employment and nono knew better
than she that unless something turned.
up soon, her economic position would
be in grave danger of being under-
'ined and collapsing. The few hun-
dred pounds which she had inherited
an the death of her father (her moth-
er having died ten years before) had
positively ebbed away like the tide on
a shelved beach. And there was no
ane to whops she could go; no relative,
save the American uncle, to whom she.
eiuld turn as a last desperate resort
Av she had.=remi?ded herself, unless
something turned up soon . .
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back his arm with one finger of the
hand extended in the direction of her
window.
Perhaps he was telling the pian that
she had been found and that he must
be careful not to -make any undue
noise while gardening. On the other.
hand it might have a quite different
signifieance but just what' that signifi-
cance might be Molly did not trouble
just then to debate with herself.
Down below in the hall the gong
sounded'for lunch, and almost before
its last sounds had died away, a little
knock at her door prefaced the kindly
voice of Mrs. Silver inquiring whether
she was ready for lunch.
How the time had sped away, There
were many things Molly had intended
doing while alone in that gen. of a
room. She had wanted to find out
what kind of clothe's the real Molly
Carstairs wore and lots of other little
things like.,thet.
Molly opened the door and saw
Flora• -Silver standing there.
"Lunch, my dear," she intimated,
kindly. "I'm sure you must be ever
so linngry."
This remarkable twist of Fortune's
w: eel had quite suddenly, and wholly
Unexpectedly, provided her with a
home, relations, and, apparently no
Tonger under the ne.•essity toearn her
own living. It was true, she remind-
ed `herself, that Roger Balling had
promised to use his influence in the
eity to obtain for her a, job, but that
;might only have been the young man's
Inherent politeness. Perhaps he had
slanted to buoy : er up when slie felt
yniserable. Again, it might have been
nothing more than a frivolous eiccuse
for him to see her again. Not that
Molly would have minded that. She
tather liked Roger Barling,
But now had come the time for her
to make a decision—a momentous de-
cision. She had no doubt that She
co-uld just walk ou: of the house aad
start her wearisome job of searching
for walk ail over again. She was still
a free subject. If there had been a
mistake in identity made that certain-
ly did not invalidate her freedom.
On the other hand if she chose to
gall in with the masquerade --if she
shose to allow .the Silvers to accept
her as their lost niece and to let them
continue to imagine that she was suf-
fering from loss of memory, all this
lui ury she saw around her was hers
i'or the taking. The Silvers had obvi-
ously aceepted her in all good faith.
The "how" and the "why" of that po-
sition intrigued her, but Molly decided
that there would be plenty of time to
sort gut thatsideof the puzzle. Her
iinunediate need Vgi to make up her
mind' as to whether or not she should
eb inue to allow the Silvers to believe
We :Was their lost niece, or whether
to disabuse their minds once and for
a]l'a d 'retitle to facegthe hopeless life
she had been leadin.
It was difficult to make a decision;,
but then she told herself that, after
she was not called on to make a
eleeision, That decision had been made
or her the moment Mr, and Mrs.
• Pau. Silver claimed her in the Police
Stijion, and it might, too, be just as
cult to persuade these good people
t"khe ae a quite different personal-
�jy from the one they assumed, as it
iv3uld be to make it clear to them
.that'she. accepted the situation.
,Melly arose from her chair. and
Melly
over to the window. Drawing.
Aide the curtains, she heard the sound
of voices below and looking towards
the lawn saw Paul Silver in convene -
tion with a man who had the manlier
of a gardener. Silver was speakifig
quickly and earnestly, and once lie
'thumped the palm of leis left hand
"Not vary," confessed Molly, with
a touch of gaiety. "I had quite a•I
goodaixeakfast, you know."
Just for a moment the eyes of the
:,.
two women met in and that moment
Mont •wondered whether she saw a
flash of wonderment in the elder woe'
man's eyes at her manner which was
so different from what it had been
downstairs.
"Of 'course you did, my darling,"
went on Mrs. Silver, taking Molly's
arm as they descended the staircase
together, "but that niirst have been a
long time ago. It's nearly half -past
one now, arid your 'uncle hates to lie
kept waiting, you know that, don't
you dear?"
"Uncle?" whispered Molly doubt-
fully. "Which uncle? Do you mean
the funny fussy Iiale man who came
with us this morning?"
If she had lost her memory, Molly
decided that she wasn't going to fall
.into any traps, and at the same time
she might as well extract a little hu-
mor occasionally out of the situation.
It 'vias rather obvious, too, that
Flora Silver *as just a little non-
plussed at the girl's words, and once
more those pale blue eyes shot a swift
glance sideways.
"I must tell hind that one," chuckled
Mrs. Over. "Of course he's your
uncle, earning. Don't you remember
UncleiPaul? Just try and think,
there's a dear, it may help you to re••
Member."
Molly smiled, but not. so that Mrs.
Silver noticed it.
Paul Silver was waiting for them
in the dining room.
"Weil, 1VIolly, my girl, it's good .to
see you back again. You're looking
fine. Isn't she, Fiore.?"
"She's certainly a deal better, Paul,
but she says she can't rerneinber you.
How did you describe .hien, my dear?"'
turning to Molly, "That funny, fussy
little man, wasn't it?"
Paul Silver laughed, although his
laughter sounded a trifle hollow.
"You'll thilnk differently from that,
lay girl, when you begin to remember."
For the remainder of the meal Paul
Silver and his wife shot itiquiriig
glances at one another in the midst• of
keeping up a quick- fire conversation
on all sorts of topics but mainly re-
garding Molly's memory. It.was, they
said, undoubtedly awkward coming at
this time because they were not quite
certain. what "he" would say. Just
'precisely who "he" was Molly was ap-
parently not to know, but she wonder-
ed whether the.reference was not in-
tended to intrigue her. If that were
so, it certainly did, but Molly had all
her wits about her and paid no apparr.-
ent heed to -their conversation. She
was hungry and the meal was good.
For the moment her motto was just
'that—for the moment.
During the afternoon while Molly
was searching unsuccessfully in he
room for the clothes that the original
Molly Carstairs must have •tvorii, Mrs.
Silver announced that her "things"
had been brought up from Chelsea.
Resembles Father
Michael Lewis,
Lewis, arrives at
.I]urope. He ws
mother,
son of Sinclair
New York from
accompanied by
convincingly oyer that. It was the
first sign of weakness Molly had de-
tected, and more than ever now she
felt that she had been the unconscious
victim of a plot.
"Well," she said to herself, "as I've
nothing better to do at the moment,
Perhaps it would be as well if I stayed
to see it throt.gh. But I wonder just
what their little game can be?"
(To be continued.)
Signature of Spring .
New Spring with sudden gusty wind
and rain
Half -sadly moves across: the . sorrel
hills,
Touching the rigid alder brush to red,
Betiding above the narrow brook that
spills
Its throaty syllables among the rocks.
Wistfully, on stumbling mountain-
• ways, •
Spring turns to green the pussy -willow
stalks,
And sets her signature upon the days
That darken to April twilights filled
and ravaged. .
By the frogs' first crying, silver -sweet
and 'savage.
—Frances Frost.
This Week's
Science Nates
A New View of Color—Mag-
nets Used to Obtain Blood
Cells From Views and
Arteries
The artist's palette Is a smear of
a score of.. colors. Dr. Herbert E.
Ives of the Bell Telephone Labora-
tories told the National Academy
that this was both senseless and un-
scientific, In color photography and
printing three colors (and wl'iit:e),
properly mixed, can. reproduce any
painting. Why cannot the artist
adopt the same method?
Dr. Ives shatters the fixed idea
that the primary pigment colors are
red, yellow and blue, The real prime
aries arewhat he calls "minus col-
ors," "Actually the pigment prim
cries, which act by subtraction or
absorption of, light from white,"
says he, "should be •complimentary
in hue to the red, green and blue
which are the primaries for mixing
light by Addition." These colors are
a minus red or turquoise, a minus
green or crimson, a minus blue or
yellow.: "Pigments on these colors
are capable of mixing in pairs
to make red, green and blue, and all
three together to make black. When
mixed with white all variations of
'saturation and hue are •obtained."
Dr. Ives proved his point by ex-
hibiting pictures painted with a
three -color palette. If he .had his
way he would teach color -mixing to
artists scientifically,- and thus save
the years now required in learning
the old empirical 'method.
Magnets and Blood Cells
Pulling cells from the walls of
veins and arteries with a magnet is
new that turned, ,up be de -
fore
a the long
n
fore the National Academy. The
method is one devised by Drs. Paton
Rous and J. W. Beard 'of the Rocke-
feller Institute, whose primary pur-
pose it was �, to discover the real
function of peculia cells which are
called retioulo-endothelial and 'which
rapidly remove bacteria from the sir-
culation and destroy them as well as -
damage red corpuscles and particles
of matter that may be injected into
the blood. ' • -
Everybody knows that magnets
have no effect on flesh. Accordingly,
Drs. Rous and Beard . injected iron
particles (highly magnetic ferric
oxide) into the blood stream. The
reticulo -endothelial cells promptly
devoured the iron. By means of
massage and a stream of fluid they
were loosened, 'whereupon a magnet
pulled them out, thanks to the`" iron
on which they had gorged.
The cells' thus obtained can flour-
ish outside the body. And now
Drs. Rous and Beard are engaged in
studying them in culture tubes to
see which of the old guesses about
their function is right. It has been
:unposed, among other things, that
they help to make the coloring mat-
ter of bile as well as to build up the
anti -bodies that resist disease.
About Our Ancestors
It was Ernest Haeckel who pro.
mulgated the theory that the history
of the Individual is the history of
the species. Starting as a mere.
fertilized egg, man repeats the whole
course of evolution in his own body.
Tail, gill -slits like those of a fish, a
tubular heart, kidneys like those of
many amphibians -all . these and
New Drive-in Theatre
With Autos 'For Seats
Camden, N.J.-Something new in
the way of motion picture theatres is
under c•onstruetion. It is to be known
as the drive -in -theatre, and builders
claim it is the first automobile theatre
in the world.
• The plan calls for space enough for'
400 ears. There will be seven rows
Of inclined planes, which sponsors
state tivill insure uninterrupted vision
for motorists regardless of those com-
ing and going.
There will be a 60 -foot screen, with
special sound equipment. '
Enjoy This Finer Quality
"Fresh- From the Gardens/0
other remiaiders of man's past greet
the embroyplogist.
Dv. Charles B. Davenport of the
Carnegie 'Institution of Washington
developed this theory of Haeckel's
still further at Washington. He
found that at birth the chest of a
child is circular in cross-section. like
that of an' ape of equal age. It is
a good chest' for tree climbing. But
since man •walks upright, :with free
swinging arms, the shoulders • even-
tually. broaden -and the chest
changes its shape.
And then there: is the way the
upper and lower segments of the
leg grow, At first they are very
unequal, the thigh growing more
rapidly. Then the lower leg starts
to lengthen and catches up with the
thigh at the age of 11 or 12—a con-
dition reminiscent of that found in
tree -climbers, Soon the thigh
forges ahead again to take man out
of the childish ape like class of
climbers into that of the walkers and
runners.
There are other evidences of man's,
apish origin. Thus the foot in its
development suggests the gorilla and
chimpanzee in the early stage. Later
heel and heel -bone e
velop—as much a characteristic of
man as is his extraordinary brain,
The Gladness 'of Nature
Is this a time to be cloudy and sad,
When our mother: Nature laughs
around;
When even the deep blue heavens look
glad,
And gladness breathes from the
blossoming ground?
There are notes of joy from the tang
bird •and wren,
And the gossip of swallows through
all the sky;
The ground -squirrel gayly chirps by
his den,
And the wilding bee hums merrily
by.
"My dear," she exclaimed, when the
girl's modest trunk was brought up-
stairs and unpacked, "wherever are
the nice things you must have talceii
away with you? . That was what made
us think that you were staying with
some friends. I suppose you must hav
lost them somewhere. Ah well, I sup'
pose We must be thankful that we've
got you safely back home' again, I'll
telephone the dressmaker to come
along and fit you out with some Joie
things. Now don't worry, my dear,"
as Molly w,as about to protest, "don't
upset yourself over a little thing like
that. Everything, will be quite all h
right."
When. the woman had gone Molly
stood staring at the contents; of her
trunk, deep in thought. In her nnind
the situation had put on an altogether
new complexion. She was convinced
now that there had been no other
Molly Carstairs in• the house. If the
girl had" gone to the city to meet a
friend she would most eertaanly not
have packed all her .thiols—unless
py'—hans she had intended leaving, for
+ir: iLil` his right fist and' then swung gded. note Silver had not lied very
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In the Limelight
Sarah Delano Roosevelt, (lauglhter of Mr,, and Mrs. James itooze.
welt and granddaughter of the'presl,dent, poses with her mother and
grandmother at Washington ..
The clouds are`~at play hi the azure
space,
And their shadows at play on the
bright green vale,
And here they stretch to the frolic
chase,
And there they roil on the easy gale.
There's a dance of leaves in that as-
pen bower,
There's a -titter of winds in that
beechen'tree,
There's a smile on the fruit,' and a
smile on the Sower,
And a laugh from the brook that
runs td the sea.
And look at the broad -faced sun„ how
he smiles
On the dewy earth that smiles in
his ray,
On the leaping waters and gay young
isles;. -
Ay, look and he'll smile thy gloom
away.
William Cullen Bdyant, Poems:
ritish Exhibit
Shows Camperl
TrVei' Lig
Days ,When Hiker Needed
Porter to Carry Tent Left
Behind --- Lightweight
Gear Feature
London.— "Palaces" for hiker:
weighing only a few pounds and whicli.
may be erected with only the aid of
a bicycle pump were displayed at the
National Camping, Hiking and Allied
Sports Exhibition here recently under
the organization of the Camping Club
•
of''Great Britain.
When a man went camping SO oY
40 years ago, he generally took•a poi
ter to carry his tent and equipment
for him. Today a featherweight kit
has made it possible to carry one'e
own house on one's ..back and yet be
no snail, as was proved by' Mr. Cyril
Constable, a hiker who tramped fron7
Greenock, Scotland, to London, a mat
ter of 420 miles, in 20 days in order
to attend the exhibition. -
Tents weighing 214 pounds slip
ir:to the jacket pocket, with telescopic
poles which can be converted into
walking -sticks; pneumatic tents,
weighing 6 pounds, are blown up with
a pump, and pack away afterward'
into a valise; Icelandic sleeping bags,.
filled with eiderdown, are cozy by
night and light by day, weighing only:
two r )unds.
For the motor camper a • wooden
camping cabin, which is something
:tore than a tent and lighter than s
towed vehicle, folds up like anenvel.
ops and is transportable as luggage
on the car. Far canoe camping, s
novel type of canoe combines the ad,
vantages of the Canadian and Rol
Roy canoe, and is at the same time
portable.
These boats are 15 to 17 feet long
a: ' nearly a yard wide, and weigt
35 to 56 pounds. They on be corn;
fortably stowed away in the dickey on
on the luggage grid of the car, the
average two-seater folding canoe
packing into three parts -the keel and
long ribs being housed in one bag, the
,short in another, and the "skin" in'a
third. Other collapsible rubber cans
oes can be taken to pieces and carried
on the back of a bicycle.
Among the new inventions for the
road and cainp is a "Pic nic-stiel
which, when not helping the hiker
along the road, can be planted firmlyi
in' the ground and turned into a "Curl
ate's Delight" cake stand by means of
clip -on springs fixed at intervals up
its length,' into which plates are in=
sated.
The membership of the Camping
Club stands today at just over 6,000,
In 1901, the year of its foundation;
the total number was 35. In the Iasi
five years the membership has exactlyi
doubled. During the last year the
club has been engaged in acquiring
suitable camping sites all over the
country, 2,000 sites now being avail
able.
Dresses Made of Sacks
In Vogue in Louisiana
Baton Rouge, La.—Women have a
new activity in this section, making
dresses from sacks. '
The idea is not exactly new, but it
was not until the depression reached
its worst that the project was under-
taken in earnest. It Inas gained popu-
larity in recent weeks, stimulated by
a contest conducted by Miss Iris Dav-
eniport, clothing specialist for the ex-
tension division. of Louisiana State
University.
Flour, sugar, salt, feed, seed, anti
even fertilizer and burlap bags are
used. Stitches are pulled and the bags
ripped open. Stencils are removed by
,allowing the bag to stand in lard over -
eight. Bleaching and crying processes
follow. Then it is up to the individu-
ality of the" dressmaker.
Bags that carne in through the kit-
chen. door. are now seen swaggering
out the front entrance as the best
street frocks of the mistress of the
house. It has become a fad, especial-
ly in rural sections. When the state
annual short course is hold at the uni-
versity this sunlmer t.te smartest sack
dress in the whole state will be select-
ed and a blue ribbon pinned to it,
When he carne home in the evening,
'he found his wife in tears. "I've been
insulted," she sobbed, lir answer to
his enquiries, "'your mother insulted
me "My mother? But she's miles
away.' "I know, but a letter came
for you this morning, and I opened
it." `I see, but where does the insult
tomo in?" "In the postscript. It said:
'Dear Alice,—Don't forget' 1 give this
letter to George'."
"Without forcejustice will always
be thwarted, because there are r
ways wicked people.—Edouard Her -
riot.
Gems from Life's Scrag -Boole
Pardon
"Pardon others often, thyself never.'
Pubius Syrus.
"As we grow in wisdom, we pardon
more freely. "—Mme. de Steel.
"Truth bestows no pardon upon en
ror, but wipes it out in the most et:
fectual manner."—Mary Baker Eddy.
"The brave only know bow to fer-
give."•-••Sterne,
"We pardon as long as we love." --
La Rochefoncaulcl,
"The narrow soul knows not the
godlike glory of forgiving." -Rowe.
"He who has not forgiven an enemy
has never yet tasted one of the most
i
sublime enjoyments of life."—Lar ater,'
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