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Zurich Herald, 1935-10-17, Page 2
#1504,MADE uP IN,C!GARETTE: ifBACCO The . oda Wafers most people prefer "`t0here's a Christie Biscuit for every taste" The Ocen's Hall Murder By Adam Broome SYNOPSIS SIGNOR ARELLI of Milan, a fam- ous composer, is about to make his first appearance in London. He is to conduct the first performance of a sym- phony of his own composition at the Queen's Hall. The event has aroused very great interest. The hall is crowd- ed, and millions of listeners are waiting ASK YON DOCTOR FIRS``, MOTHER Before You Give Your Child an Unknown Remedy to Take Every day- unthinkingly, mothers take the advice of unqualified persons —instead of their doctors' — on remedies.for hA Gb}].d 'P .s.. chance. Doctors Say PHILLIPS' For Your Child When it comes to the frequently -used "milk of magnesia,' doctors, for over 50 years, have said "PHILLIPS' Milk of Magnesia -- the safe remedy for your child." Remember this —• And Always Say "Phillips' When You Bug. Your child deserves it; for your own peace of mind, see that you get it — Gen nine Phillips' Milk of Magnesia. Also in Tablet I+ornu Phillips' Milk oi• Magnesia Tab- lets are now on sale at all drug stores everywhere. Each tiny tab- Iet is the equivalent of a teaspoonful of Gen- uine Phillips' Milk of Magnesia, PHILLIPS' ,/lily N a for the performance to come over the radio. fell upon the vast audience„ ?. a woman, far away soltnewhe, the back of one of the eia tiles, ser ed, and fainted, The leader o orchestra put dowii his violin dashed to the edge of the plat There Was a wild surge foram, the excited promenaders and a knot clustered round the pros;; body of Signor Parelli, which (race downwards, proxie where it a aili fallen. lmost as ltf by aroiratl'e couple of policemen appeared Sony-, ingly from nowhere and tried to keep It had been worth waiting for. This great gaunt mysterious figure seemed to have came from another world. So thick was his black hair, his beard, so bushy were his dark eyebrows, that little could be seen of the gaunt cadaverous face which his photographs had made familiar throughout the world. But .even those the furthest away could see, or thought they could see, the strange magnetic gleams which darted from the master's eyes. With slow steps he gained the dais and took his stand before the score of the symphony which had made him famous almost in a night over all Europe and the States. Another burst of applause greeted him as he reached out his hand to take the jewelled baton from its resting place. As the violinists poised their bows upon the strings, the wind -players pursed their lips for the opening chords of the master- piece, Singer Parelli turned again to acknowledge the tribute. At last all was still. The flutter of programmes closed and laid down upon their owners' knees soughed through the hall like a fall of autumn leaves. With his right hand the conductor took the stick from the case; his arm was lifted. The players again raised .w,,,--.�,�.x,+�a•r. a -- began its downward sWeep'there was a roll upon the tympani, a weird and eerie cadence, beginning like asoft breeze in the trees at even, rising -like the gust of wind which heralds the coming storm. And then—something was. amiss. Parelii's arm stopped suddenly, then fell. The jewelled toy dropped, with a flash like that of a comet's tail, into the plants which gaily dec- orated the edge of the platform. The great gaunt figure reeled. Par- elli uttered a ghastly cry of pain, his body crumpled up, he fell heavily against the brass rail, and under it with a crash down on to the floor of the Hall. CHAPTER II. THE BATON The scene which followed the con- duct:oes collapse was almost inde- scribable. At first a death -like hush CARO PRISONER OF HER PUBLIC •Sees •Tbeln Not, But They See Her; "Kari,. Lund" New York, , - When IKarin Lund, back the eager, frightened, hustl"in Washington, D.O., sailed for Sweden, i a writer for a New York paper des- cribed reactions on shipboard to the disguised and for long invisible Greta Garbo. mass that formed. the crowd. "Keep back there -keep back please!" The loud voice of one of the officers rose over the babel of ,khat they saw was a slim woman and. chattering which with her 'hands dug deep into the pockets of her trench coat, with an unbecoming visor hat pushed over her windswept mane of light brown hair, who .encircled the boat deck wish en_ ergetie strides. Her face, beautifully modeled and innocent of all make-up save what seemed to be the black artificial lashes which drooped from her lids, was not only thin but as pale as moonlight: "She seemed tired and lonely and, with every good excuse, bored. Al- though her admirers saw her, she did not see them. Yet she knew they were there as surely as they knew that she was. She might ignore them, but she was their prisoner; the vic- tim of her well-publicized reticence, the prey of her popularity. "'Napoleon as a captive had more freedom on the Bellerophon than Miss Garbo enjoyed as a conqueror upon the Kingsholm." soughed from every. corner of the hall. "!Is there a doctor here?" From, sev- eral parts of the building came ans- wering shouts. A pasage was made at last for a young sturdily built man from the seats at the back of the promenade. His training as a Rugby forward for his hospital team ser- ved him in good stead. For tholigt a straggling lane was at length' cleared for him through the swayaiig, shifting crowd, the Hall was SP^ crowded that, with the best will in; the world, the members of the dense throng found it difficult to -contract and make a way for him. Perspir- ing at every pore the doctor at last reached his goal. The two police- men had managed to turn the body of Signor Parelli face upwards and one of them supported the black maned head upon his bended knee.; "Afraid, sir, that it's too late. It, seems to me he's dead." The people in the crowd nearest the policeman caught eagerly at the word and whispered it backwards through the body of the Hall. The effect of the whispered message of death, passing from mouth to mouth' from the front to the black of the floor, from circle to circle abve in the huge hall, was weird in the ex- treme. Silent the people "stood, rein erent in serried ranks. But only for a moment. Women cried; men tried to soothe them. In one part ther was a movement as if in panic -to wards the doors. This was steadied by some of the less emotional mem- bers of the throng. A man's voice was lifted here and there, shouting as if in command. • "It's all right -steady there—no- thing to be afraid of." And then, "Poor chap. Heart I suppose. ` And just as he'd reached the biggest mo- ment of his life." "Looks as if you're right, oficer." The young doctor quickly passed his hand under Parelli's shirt, feeling his heart. He shook his head. It was pretty certain what his verdict was going to be. He looked down on the stilled features of the great com- poser. He who, in his short career as a doctor, had loked on death in many forms, had , never yet seen a face so contorted with pain agoiry. The _ gaunt, high ehec,, b a ew grea ea. s ' , .t were rolling down the dead nia cheeks. His hands were clenched convulsively. The doctor rose. "It doesn't seem much good stay- ing here. Isn't there . anywhere where we can take him?" A dozen or so more policemen had now come into the Hall and the crowd was being kept well back. There was a great press about the doors -slow- ly the Hall was beginning to empty. Now that they knew what had hap- pened most of the audience seemed eager to get out of the place of death. A journalist —one of a dozen or more who had come to tell the country how the great Parelli symphony had received—remained in order to get more details of the tragedy. A few, more enterprising than the rest, and realizing that there was little more to be gained at present by staying near the actual scene of the occur- rence, hand rushed off to the nearest. 1 FLEW OFF E HANDLE AT STOPPED -UP DRAINS UNTIL USED :.; xs ,v�y,�v�p cakTUAt9 om, It cuts - right through all clogging matter A e s There's nothing like Gillett's Pure Flake Lye to clear drains in a jiffy! Use it regu- larly and you'll keep sinks, tubs and toilets running free- ly. Pour it down full strength '—it will not harm enamel or plumbing. Kills germs and destroys odors as it cleans. Keep a tin on hand.. • Never dissolve lye In hot water. The action of the lye itself heats the water. FREE BOOKLET—The Gillett's Lyo Booklet gives dozens of practical hints for using this powerful cleanser and disinfo'ctantc'Als0 gtvus full dime - thins for soap/flaking, thorough cleansing and other uses on the farm. Write AV free copy to Standard Brands Limited, Fraser Avo„ and Liberty 8b., Toronto, Ontario. CI L TT'S LYE Via a telephone boxes with the news. The lights of the rapidly emptying hall, except for a few here and there over. the orchestra, were being put out. It seemed a crowd of phantom shapes that, was vanishing awy into the darkness tehind and out into the lighted streets beyond. Two or three other doctors who had been in the audience now joined the little group. (To Be Continued) You'll like the rick, full flavour of $alada Orange Pekoe Blend. Try a package. as'. "THIS ENGLAND" Collected by the New Statosman and Nation (London.) Priest_in-Charge wanted for St. Mary's, Ash Vale, Catholic essential. Fast bowler preferred. — Church Times. * * * This being so, the provision, that a certain part of any such supple_ mentary non -contractual remuner- ation should increase for the future the fixed contractual minimum, was from the point of view of the Buyer a really valuable set-off to the fact that, in order to get the Buyership at all, he had to' accept terms of tenure thatwould make it very difficult for him to take off to some competitor of the Partnership the knowledge that he would never get unless we appointed him to this Buyership.—Partnership Gazette. * 4' * It was rather nice to think that this year the partridges had a love- ly restful Sunday on the First of September. — Western Mail and South Wales News. * * * Juno writes: Why doesn't "Ubique" teach her children a prayer in Greek? God would still 1'41e4 Rion vitid 9 Ti is Y© Real Character By GEOFFREY ST. CLAIR (Graphologist) All Rights Reserved. J. (Editor's Note: — Have YOU had YOUR character analysed from your handwriting? You would find it very helpful to you, .and the author of this ariicle makes .an especial invitation to You, to take advantage of this opportunity.' • See the following article). * * -'hax.cter from "handwriting that 1 purpose to accede to these requests, in some degree at least. Of course, ,the expression of a few symbols or characteristics in an article of this size cannot by any stretch of the imagination pretend to do more than merely skim the surface in a very sketchy manner. But at any rate these hints will prove interesting and may help some of you to a greater understanding of the value of hand_ writing as a chart of character. There are some people whose writ- ing dips over to the right in an alarm- ing fashion. These are the people who are swayed by their feelings to a. very marked degree. You will find them excitable, easily affected by things that are happening, apt to worry unduly about little things, and, .generally, to be of a highly -strung, nervous temperament. When things get tense, in a word, during an em- ergency, for instance, these are the sort of people who get excited, flur- ried and ruffled. They do not know what to do, and even sometimes ex- hibit signs of extreme hysteria. Now let us look for a moment at the other extreme. The vertical writ- er, who- is influenced a good deal by her mind. Vertical (practically straight up and down writing) writ- ers are invariably poised. They de- liberate 'things befde acting; there is no haste to 'rush in where angels fear to .tread'. They judge deliberate- ly, and they are inclined to study their own `self-interest. What will they get out of this? is a question that they invariably pose to them- selves. They might have just as much emotional feeling as those writers who slant their wrting far forward, but the difference is ;that" they have mere control over their feelings. They are mentally poised. They are rarely impetuous; they temper their enthus- iasm with caution, and do not !show their affection or ardour demonstrat- ively. These are the type of people who invariably make the best nurses. They have Coolness even under the stress of sudden emergencies; they are bal- anced and self. -possessed. they may be affectionate and kindly and sympa- thetic, but they are also practical and level-headed. Let us now go to the backhand writ- ers -those persons . who deliberately Write in opposition to all the .canons of copybook writing, They are even more self-interested ; than the vertic. al writer. Self is "the ruling factor Issue No. 41 — '35 38 They usually think more of them- selves than of anyone else. It is very seldom indeed that these backhand writers are impulsive. There is usu- ally a reason—to their own satisfac- tion, at least—for everything that they do. And there is another feature ap- propriate to the backhand writers. They are more usualily self-reliant _ an those for and slanted writing. march on ot11"ers. This is about all 1 can cover in. the space at my disposal. Next week I will go a little further into these particular features of Graphology. In the meantime, it will be interesting for you to try out these pointers on handwriting that you have available —that is of people you know well. * * Can Mr. St. Clair give you a new slant on your own character? Per haps he can reveal some unusual angles about your friends, too. Send specimens of the writing you would like analysed, stating age in each case, Enclose 10c coin for each speci. men, and send with 3c stamped ad- dressed envelope, to: Geoffrey St. Clair, Room 421, 73 Adelaide Street West, Toronto, Ont. Your letter will be replied to as quickly as is pos. sible in view of the volume of mail that is continually arriving. Andryour letter will be strictly confidential. understand and it would be an ex.� cellent beginning for a classical edu- cation.—Letter in Nursery World. * * * Be "At Home" in the Army—Re cruiting Poster. • * * I try the army's new gun. It's lovely, -Sunday Dispatch. * * * Lady Alice Scott . She is slim, petite, fair-haired.—Daily Mail, Aug.' 31. Her brown eyes can light viva_ ciously.—Daily Mail, Aug. 31. . Her dark bobbed hair blew in the breeze.—Daily Mail, Aug. 31. It petite, blue-eyed.—=Daily Mail,' Aug. 30. Constable George Lithgow, of Sydney, has five children with, . the same birthday. Nine years ago on June 13th, Mrs. Lithgow had twins, a boy and a girl. 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