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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1935-07-26, Page 74 4 none No. 91 JOHN' J. RUGGARD Barrister, Solicitor;- . Notary -Public, Etc. Beattie Block' - - Seaforth, Ont. HAYS & MEIR Succeeding R, S. Hays Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyancers and Notaries Public. Solicitors for the Dominion Bank. Ocoee in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to loan. JOHN H. BEST Barrister, Solicitor, Etc.' Seaforth - . . - Ontario VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. All diseases of domestic animals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office and residence on Goderich Street, one door east of Dr. Jarrott's office, ,Sea - forth. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary College, University of Toronto. All disease of domestic animals treated "by the most modern principles. • Charges reasonable. Day or night calls promptly attended to. Office on Main Street, Hensall, opposite Town. Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scottish Terriers. Inverness Kennels; Hensall. MEDICAL DR. D. E. STURGIS Graduate of the Faculty of 'Medi- cine, University of Western Ontario, and Et. Joseph's Hospital, London. Member of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Phone 67: Of - See at Dublin, Ont. eerie DR. GILBERT C. JARROTT _- Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, . University of Western Ontario. Mem- bee of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office, 43 Gode- rieh Street, West. Phone 3?. Successor to Dr. Charles Mackay. DR. F. J. R. FORSTER • Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Opthal- snei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitals," London, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Wednesday in each month, from 1.30 p.m. to 5 p.m. 18 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. • DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, University of Western Ontario, Lon- don. ondon. Member of College of Physic- ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office in Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 90. DR. F. J. BURROWS , Office and residence Goderich Street, east of the United Church, Seaforth. Phone 46. Coroner for the County of Huron. DR. HUGH 11.•I2OSS Graduate of University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate course in Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ; Royal Opthalmie Hospital, London, England; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Night calls ,answered from residence. Victoria Street, ,Seaforth. DR. E. A. McMASTER Graduate of the University of To- ronto, Faculty of Medicine Member of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; graduate of New York Post Graduate School and LYIng-in Hospital, New York. Of- fice on High Street, Seaforth. Phone 27. Office fully equipped for ultra short wave electric treatment, Ultra Violet Sun Lamp treatments, and Infra red electric treatments. Nurse in attend - fence. DR. G. R. COLLYER Graduate Faculty of Medicine, Uni- versity of Western Ontario. Member College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Post graduate work at New York City Hospital and Victoria Hospital, London. Phone: Hensall 56. Gfice: King Street, Hensall. DENTAL DR. J. A. McTAGGART Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office at Hensall, Ont. Phone 106. AUCTIONEERS FRANCIS EVERTON • ('Continued from last weak) "You remember we were expecting. to see my cousin, Bill Kenley, when he got home from Rhodesia -- we were to Idolk out for" him next week en the Channel boat -well, rather to our surprise he arrived this week, yesterday in feet. And he surpris- ed us still more by bringing with him a wife; they're on their. honeymoon - such a jolly girl -we both of us like her immensely. But -poor things, while we were having lunch, a cable arrived feor. Bill ordering his immedi- ate return -some native unrest that they fear may develop into serious trouble, and he must be on the spot. So he sail's .'back again to -morrow. Meanwhile, what is his wife to do? • She has no relatives here. I should have liked her to stay on here with us, but dad takes al'1 my time'and he doesn't want to- be bothered'with any 'one else. )So it occurred to me: why not send her down to you? You need a chaperon, you know. It's all very well while the whole lot of you 'are there together, b ht after the tourna- ment, you can't go on keeping house for The •Tendish without the Mer- chester ipussies getting their claws into you. So you may expect Janet 'that is her names -soon after this letter. You'll be nice to her, I knew my family are really very good to me about backing up my wild invita- tions! But she is really very- nice and you will enjoy 'having her on'her own account. Dad is steadily get- ting More like his old self. He tells mcg •to say how sorry he is to miss Francis.. I hope you --are having a good-.--" "Oh, well, that is all that mat - tens,"• Ethel finished, sitting down and fanning herself with the letter. "How am I to explain the situation to her, Francis, wthen ate arrives? Just im- agine coming to a strange house and finding yourself in the .thick of all this!" It certainly was rather a facer for Ethel, • but I could -net help seeing that the situation had its points. "She (sounds better than your Aunt Em- meline anyhow, and that is what you whu1d have had to came to, you knew: A. your mother says, you can't go on indefinitely w'iitihout same older woman, and yous aunt is the obvious elder." Now the said Aunt Emmeline was a sister of Haneon's, ten years his senior, a spinster devoted to good works, and mlost uneomfortatbdy and 'obtrusively High Church.' When Aunt Emmeline fasted the recording angel and the cook were not the:only ones to kno* it, and she .managed to cast a gloom like a London fag over even Ste cheerful Dalehouse family. In short, she was one of those good wo- men .whose menfolk make friends with the devil. Ethel, began to smile. "Yes, Fran- cis, rancis, as you say, there may be some- thing to be said for the idea, but I .don't relish the job of explaining the explanations." "Oh, well, if she's a good sort she will see you need help; if she isn't she'll help herself off, so Pt really doesn't matter." We left it at that, and after sit- ting with me far a while Ethel wept into the house to make ready for her guest, and apparently 'Margaret stay- ed indoors to help her for I hardly saw her all the morning. Kenneth and Ralph paced slowly up and down in the shade at the side of the house. They paid very little attention to me, and I gathered from their manner that they were going over the facts of "the case" much as' I, had done the right befoa-e. They would stand talk- ing earnestly together, and then re- sume their walking, only to stop and talk agajii a minute later. Once or 'twice they glanced in my direction. Then Ralph pulled a note 'book out of his pocket and they disappeared isehind the garage, Kenneth shaking his head emphatically as they went, and I could guess that he was derid- ing any suggestion of Ralph's that did not involve the doctor. I wondered if the two girls were carrying on a similar conversation, and thought how much happier we should be if the boys would behave mere as Margaret did. She suspect- ed The Tnndish, ani to a less extent, I think, she suspected me, but like an ordinary reasonable mortal she kept her suspicions to herself, until they were confirmed. Rather shamefacedly, I got out my 'own notes, and went over them again. Everything that had "taken :place site their compilation went to confirm the conclusion I had come to +•-and yet I was still unwilling- there was something fine about the - HAROLD DALE Licensed Auctioneer (Specialist in farm and household tales. Prices reasonable. For dates and information, write or phone Har- old Dale, phone 149, Seaforth, or ap- ply at The Expositor Office. ARTHUR WEBER Auctioneer's License Sixteen years" experience. Satisfaction guaranteed. Telephone: 18-57, Hensall. Write ARTHUR WEBER, R. R. 1, Dashwood. INSURANCE THE JOHN RANKING AGENCY Insurance of all kinds. Bonds, Real Estate. Money to 'Loan. Phone 91. S EA TORTH - ONTARIO +r. `w4t,.0 �5i.'k'sidL door hell rang loudly. Through the c;pen door and windows, we heard plainly enough an autlhbritative voice alternating with a 'faintly protesting one. Evidently there was an- argu- ment 'between Annlie and the owner of the commanding voice, the latter prevailing, for we heard it bearing down on us and we looked 'at each other an dismay. "Good Lard. It's• the Wheeler - Cartwright woman.," Ralph said _as ghast. "Corning to be a mother to Ethel, and incidentally to 'lap up all the scandal . she can,," ' The 'voice was upon us now and we rove to greet, the owner, when I recognized as the Mother tof a meek and depressed lit- tle girl I had met at tfre tennis club. I had seen 'the mother on previous occasions too -never once had I seen her silent. The irreverent called her Mrs. Juggernault-Outright, behind her. back. ' ;"This ia terrible; terrible," she breathed heavily. "I only heard the news last night and I felt I must come roiMd as soon as I possibly could to express• my sympathy with Ethel. Poor dear _girl, hew she must be longing forher mother! And tell me, is it really true that there is to be an inquest?" "I'm afraid it is," I murmured, "But, Mir. Jeffcock, what really has happened- The wildest and most disturbing rumours are flying about; did the .poor girl take an overdose of something, •surele, surely, it. wasn't, it couldn't be suicide?" "The police are 'inquiring closely into the whole matter; and honestly I can't tell you march about it," I parried. "Mr. Jeffcock," sh,e whispered, hbaasietly impressive, and standing so clro(e that I could' feel the glow from her purple face, "is there airy reason to suspect--anything--worse-still." "Really, I cannot tell you," I re - (:W:4; lind, miml:a.king her pauses, "The police are very reticent, and they have asked-us-teeebehaequal- ly-so," and with that I stared her straight in the face. Mrs. Wheeler -Cartwright took a deep breath, and slowly her face a- eq:uired a yet, more fiery tinge. For obvious reasons, she had not adopted the modern fashions -She grew and spread. There was an ominb•us enae. '41 see," she boomed majestically. "I see, then it is as I feared. And now where is Ethel? Wihere is the poor child? This is no place for a young and unpra=" "She is resting, I believe," Ken- neth interrupted, "and she wants to sleep, I think," he added hastily, as 'Mrs. Juggernaut turned and made for the back door, with the obvious in- tentibp bf proceeding forthwith to Ethel s room. she waddled and puff- ed like a tug on the Thames, and in a .couple of strides Kenneth was a- head, barring the way. "I'll tell her you've called." Mrs. Wheeler -Cartwright was de- feated, but she retired in good order. "Good -mourning, then, gentlemen. I had intended to ask Ethel to came and stay with me far a few days -a young girl alone -people will talk, you know." "Whisper indecently, is what you mean," I said, my manners sucoumb- ing to my anger, "(but Ethel has a married cousin coming to stay with her to -day, so that's a little pleasure 'they'll have to do without.' I thought she was going to burst. Ralph escorted her to the door into Dalehouse Lane. Ethel came through the drawing room dour and joined us. "Heroes!" she laughed. "If she'd caught me alone I should have had about the chance of a sickly sardine doing battle with a whale. She'd have packed up my 'things and car- ried me off to purer spheres. And new she is going the rounds of Mer- chester, the old ghoul!" Kenneth, I noticed, had nothing to say to Ethel. She kept her fade turn- ed from him and ignored him com- pletely. I felt intensely sorry for. (them both. A' broken engagement - a building bird's nest wantonly de- stroyed --gin all conscience an unhap- py event enough! But in their case, what added distresses! And' they were deprived of the solace of work and other grief -killing outside inter- ests. Margaret appeared with her work bag and retired with the two boys to the propbs.ed Badminton court. Eth- el and I took refuge from bhe sun under the kindly cedar, she with the Times on her lap, I pretending,•.. -•Go write. "Busy, Francis?" she inquired .pre- sently, and. I knew she was going to ask me the question I wished to a- veid. "No, only killing time," I answer- ed somewhat grudgingly. 'But she did' not take the hint. She threw down the paper and sat for- ward se that I could not see her face, her hands claeped round her knees, "Francis, what do you thank of it all really? Honestly, you don't, you can't believe The Tundish capable of such a thing?"' "I can't' answer you. It's no and yes at once,' I replied reluctantly. Her dark head bent lower. "You against him too;" she whispered. I put my papers hurriedly away. The boys were taming from the gar- age. They stopped in front of my chair and I told them of the unex- pected addition to our party. "Oh Lord!" Said Ralph, "and a beide too, she'll smirk and say hey husband' in, every 'other sentence." "You needn't worry, Ralph," +vas Kenneth's comment, "the •bride will remove herself at once when -she re- a::zes the awful company she's in. Meanwhile -well, it's a diversion any- way! And talking of diversions, Jeff- cock, would it outrage the proprie- ties, do you think, if we rigged up a Badminton court over there, and had a knock ar two? We could telephone for shuttlecocks." "Best "thing you can do," I told h'.m. "We cant sit about all day like this, we must do something." "Here's Margaret," said Ralph. "Come along, Margaret, and help us to make a Badminton net. We've got some old strawberry netting --can a gentle woman's hand accomplish „the rest with the help of a bit of old clotilles line and a needle and thread." "Right," said Margaret, brief for once, and she rehired to fetch her tackle. But just t'h'en the front "No, that I am net. I find it des- perately difficult to associate him with murder, an association, howev- er, that I find equally improbable when I, think of you or any of the rest of us •who were in the house that .nighit. That's the trouble, Eth- el. The evidence against The Tun - dish is so „very much the strongest. I try eatto believe that he did it. I know. that I didn't. And that leaves + And I cant make out a case against any one. So, like a,cir- cle train onits dismal round of re- petitions, I come ,back ever to the doctor. The circumstantial evi'dentce is pretty deadly. A prosecuting coun- 'eel would make a good deal of his ,pri'eviogis acquain!tanice with Stella, and his retioenee on the subject. We knew that he quarrelled with her father -the prosecution would sug- gest that she had knowledge of some d'isgraeefril secret in his past, know- ledge which, if published, might ruin ,his career in this country and that he took instant measures to silence .her." Ethel slat, a picture of limp dejec- tion, with her dark head bowed, her Chair falling forward -a screen to hide her face. My suggestions' roused no eget of quiekrening interest, and in spite of the convepea'tlnn I had ov- erheard at the chile;, I came to the conclusion that sire :knew no more of tihe doctor's quarrel with Stella's fa- aher than I did myself. And yet, that conversation! What was it she had said? 'SI certainly would not have offered to put her up if you hadn't suggested it to me." A state- ment that surely must be pertinent to our (pernicious tangle, and if se what tragic thoughts were filling that ,dank brawn head? "But surely, Francis, no one could suppose him to have .done it so clutm- eilyt- .a cleabor could so easily, if he wished, find a way that would. not point so obviously to wilful murder." "ills own 'counsel would make the most of that plaint, of 'course. But anyhow, unless the real murderer is found, the will be under a cloud for the rest of his life."0 "It's horrible, simply horrible," Ethel shuddered; burying her face in her hands, "to think that a man who has never willingly wronged a soul can be put in the, position he is in, by nothing but chance and i11 hick." "Ipm slorry if what I've said has made you feel still more unhappy, Ethel. Quite •half the time I am con- vinced that he had nothing whatever to sib with it, and then at times my convictions fail me. There is just one thing, however, that strikes me as being in his favor. Has it ever oc- curred to you, I wonder, as it has to me, that he has just a tiny suspicion• himself as tui who, did it?" Ethel turned in her chair and star- ed at me. "Do you mean that he suspects one of us in this house, you or me, or one of the others? What makes you think so?" "I can't 'tell you," I answered. "It's just an idea at the back of my head, .perihaps so vague that I should not have mentioned it. I have the im- pr!e+ssilon though, sometimes very strongly, that he could• throw sus- picion on some one else if he chose. Sanveth•ow, I don't quite know why, I feel that he is waiting for something, !biding his (time." 'We sat awhile in silence. A light breezue had sprung up, a breeze laden with heat and the sweet overpower- ing 'scent of syringe. A mowing ma- chine droned a garden or two away. The air was saturated with summer scents and sounds, and we sat nursing our unhappy thoughts-+th•aughts more in keeping with the rotting leaves and Sodden undergrowth of some Novem- ber wood. "What time does Mrs. Kenley ar- rive?" I asked after a prolonged pause. "Mother doesn't say, but I have been looking up the trains and there is one getting in just before lunch. The next good one is not till after four and I should think she will trav- el early to avoid the worst of the heat. Anyhow we canrt go and meet her." Annie crossed the lawn to us, sal- ver in hand, "A telegram for you, Miss Ethel.'" "Arriving 1.10. Merchester. J. K." she read, then looking up at An- nie, "Tell cook that Mrs. Kenley will be here in time for lunch." Annie departed. "What are you going to do about telling her the state of affairs, Eth- el? Are you going to tell her?" "Yes, I must, oh, surely I must. I shall wait until the afternoon though, I think, it night look as though I wanted to drive her away if I told her at once. But how I am going - eh, how I hate it all." Poor Ethel was on the verge of an- other breakdown, I could see by the way she leant back in her chair and turned her face away. I had want- ed to ask her if she toe had heard some one laughing in the waiting room, 'before she came into the dis- pensary on the Monday • morning, when she cane dawn from the club to get sometape for the handle of her racquet; and to question her re- garding that intriguing conversation of her* with The Tundish, which had come to ni.y ears so clearly across the 'courts as I sat in the umpire's chair. I carne to the conclusion, however, that she had enough to bear, and if she had answered me, I had by this time argued myself into such a con- dition of disbelief, that any reply she might have made would only have given rise to additional scepticism and doubt. And so the unemployed and inter- nrinatble morning wore on." I dozed in my chair and pretended to write. Ethel hardly stirred in her chair at my side. The two boys played Bad- minton, but after a time their voices ceased, and I concluded that they were too overcome by tihe heat to con- tinue their game. Margaret flitted past us several times, but she never once stayed ^ tlo prattle in her usual way, she seemed preoccupied and worried. Shoribly before one o'clock The Tun - dish returned from his rounds. He joined us in the garden immediately and teo'k a seat beside us. Ethel ihand•ed him the telegram she had received, without comment. "And who, may I .ask,' is J. K.?" "There1s to he another prison in- mate," Ethel replied rather bitterly, and explained' in a few sentences what Mrs. Hanson had done. • "Asid clad l ';svh�1«?; de out ::all The dotetoh', cion' fox e. fear. ma�mexrhs. "When was' the wire sena So; -off?" rte asked at length. "Ten t hirty from London." be - "Then �ehe had had plenty of time to seethe morncng papers', if not be - fere she left the hotel at Folktestone, at any rate before she reached Lyn- n." , he papers!" Ethel cried, "is it in the .papers already?" The doctor pulled a folded sheet lout of his pocket "Not in the Times," he said, "Mout the penny papers have lost no time an getting hold of it. I read it over her shoulder. It was on the front page and was headed: -- Sudden Death of Young Tennis Player A sad event occurred yesterday in the old cathedra], city of Merchester, where the annual Lawn Tennis tourn- ament is in progress. iMies Stella Plalfreeman, a promising yloung play- er, dried suddenly during the night of the 16th. There is reason to suppose that her death was due to an over- ijose of some narcotic medicine. Miss Pa'Ifreeman retired to bed in her us- ual healtih at night and was found dead by her hostess in the morning. We understand that the, pioliee are inquiring into the matter. Ethel "threw down the paper and •shivered, her eyes filling with tears. "And to -morrow it will '• a shouted and gilled all over the place. I shall never be able to hold up my head in Merchester again.. Oih, I can't bear it; I simply canit bear any more!" The Tundish took her hand in his and held it whilst he spoke, his other hand affeetionately on her shoulder. "Ethel, ylou must not=you must not give way lite that. It's ridiculous! Hold up your head, indeed', what have you to be ashamed of? Come now, I know how !brave you carr be, and we are all going to need all the grit we have get in the next few days. Now about Mrs. Kenley, she mlay be with us any minute." ° "Here she is," I said as the dear bell pealed. Ethel dabbed her eyes 'hastily and ran dndoors, and I heard her greet her guest in her usual pret- ty way. She took her upstairs to her room and I remember even then no- ticing the tones of Mrs. Kenley's voice and thdnhin.g to myself that they promised well. A few moments later Ethel was bringing her to us across the lawn. I 1'ooked with interest to see what manner of person it was that fate had added to our •unhappy household. Would she be capable of rising to the .situation, or would she add yet an- other wrong note to lour strident dis- cords? Mrs. Hanson had spoken well of her in her letter, bu ..Mrs. Hanson, I knew -and I don't say it unkindly -Would have found some traits to praise in the devil himself. True, he did put the best silver sugar -tongs in his pocket, but with what an air he 'hacl passed the .sugar! I was re- assured, however, as Ethel (brought her guest towards us. I liked her at once. In a couple of hours I 'vas definitely impressed, but I am going too fast. Now I don't mind admit- ting that as a general rule, and quite apart from any question of sexual attraction, I greatly prefer girls to m.en, •and there is a certain section of the sex -a stratum lying some- where •in between the fussy and the fast -that to me seems to contain the salt of the earth. Hlow clean they can be, these gay good girls -clean in mind and bod'y-.their dainty clothes barely hiding their intriguing beauty in a way thste causes my forty year old heart to thump in its cage to see. And why, I ask, should the good and the beautiful be hidden a- way.- God bless their shapely pink silk legs. How brave and bright they can be. Look at them, in the tram or the train on their way to work. Look at them coming home again at nigtht. Look at there, I say, and then look at a crowd of unshaved sheep -faced nien with their dusty duct clogged hideous and idiotic clothes! Mr -s. Kenley, I could see at a glance, was neither fussy nor fast. She was younger than I expected. Whether she•had bought her clothes frrm Paquin, or through the week- end advertisement columns of the DailyaMai1 I do not know, but to my orale inexperience she seemed to be beautifully, fittingly dressed. I had an im:pressi'on of a shorf`'skirt and slim gray'legs, then a pair of gray and extraordinarily. wide-awake eyes held me mesmerized and 1 fgund my- self being intieduced. Was she beau- tiful? At the time I am sure I could not have answered that ques- tion, but 1 knew at once that she was brave and true. The gong sounded before we had' time for conversation, and we went in to lunch. Margaret and the boys followed and were introduced. I sena- ed at once that the (presence of a stranger went far to lessen the feel- ing of awkward restraint that seem- ed to engulf us when we were all to- gether. No reference was made to the tragedy during the meal and we had as yet no idea whether Mrs. Kenley knew of it or not. I w a s dreading that she would ask same que.stbion about the tournament, she must have been rather surprised, I thought, to find us all at home for lunch and not in our tennis kit. The Tundish, however, seemed to have an- ticipated the difficulty, and guider] the conversation with subtle skill to her life in Rhodesia and the voyage to England.' She told us that she was not South -African bern and had spent 'most of her life in England. 'Saha •rLi•{,,li��.p'.((,,yj��,,yy, penarye 9;Q 474tF'ihYhS`'a+ w,on'demrt ioM li of clear (graye.g4; mY )2,4'oo4 a:-ttiagle 41vd` for. all reaa}ner pf au l s nt ings'to ovembake .t1m. ono#040* u i On rob. • Certain• y enW a sus charming, but. I had sleet . plenty 'oft 'r kihali'rnlirigi gu(Is be' ae. • Mar1^ef and Ethel were: both that, andae9 both leoked you straight i +bldg' eye • Without these disturbing result$,, DIsn? turbine, 'but 'very;' tea ee hiz gly turibing, and I think -that for the fleet time since the murder my thoughts' wandered contentedly in pleasant places: 'Mrs. Kenley put dawn her coffee, torp on the'grass by cher chair, and hitching in ' •ronind to face me more squarely, asked me in her low pit* - ed voice, "Now, Mm. Jeffeoc1;;, will you �QV of So the meal passed pleasantly en- ough. When it was ever the doctor annouiiced his intention of taking, if possiblle, a couple of hour's' sleep, and he advised urs all to do the same. F Teel ant Marg'amet retired to their rooms, Kenneth -""and Ralph to the drawing mom to play cheats, and it fell to my lot to entertain Mrs.. Ken- l•egg-a fate which I welcomed with seth et enthusiasun. I tank her to my favorite spot -the shade of the cedar -and Annie brought us our coffee there. We smoked' cigarettes and for a tinie talked of nothing in particu- lar. She was entirely at her ease but 1 still felt tihe disturbance of that first look that had passed be- tween her eyes and mine its Ethel please tell me all about this terrible affair? Of do:urse I Saw it in the papers 'on ray way here this morn- ing, and' one paper mentioned that Miss ?alfreeman was staying with a Dr. Hanson. I can see that things are in a bad way here -you would naturally all have gone home by new if you could --so I suppose it means that you are being detained by the police, is that so?" ' I nodded and she continued., "I wondered if I oug'ht to change my plans and go elsewhere, (hut I remembered that Mrs. Hanson really seemed to want me to some and chap- eron Ethel, and so I thought I would come en for one night at any rate, to see how things were. Tell me now, 'honestly, 'what do you 'think I ought to do?" "I '}pope you'll stop, Mrs. Kenley," I answered promlptly. "oft would be a real kindness to Ethel if you will. I am sure she will ask you to stay when she gets a chance to have a talk with you." With that, d' told, her about the *hole miserable affair from begin- ning to end; Stella's tragic death, Ethe11's rupture with,.. Kenneth, the ugly suspicion that 'hard fastened on The Tundish and more or less sha- dowed us all; of the feeling bf subtle distrust that •seemed to fill the air, and all the wretched series of events of the past two days. True, little Allport had instructed us to be re- ticent, but Inapectotr Brown had sur- prisingly agreed to bur visitor, and if she was going to stay in the house, there seemed nothing to lose by tell- ing her the facts, little possibility of keeping them secret. I was glad to have somebody to 'talk to, seine one who by no possible juggling with keys and time and facts, could have had anything to do with Stella's death. I. was amazed at the ease with which she grasped the whole situation and at the pertin- ent questions she asked. At the end of an hour's talk she knew all that I could 'ell her of the murder. Of othermatters-of how charming I thought her -of how beautiful I thought the curved arch of her pen- cilled br'o'ws over those wide gray eyes, of the adorable little trick she had of .pushing out her dainty but determined chin when she wished to emphasize a point I could not tell her in so many words and whether she guessed anything of my feelings I do net know, but I think that even floTEL, '$p dins Avsnuc' Sd ",1 then we both of us realized' foundabion;s of friendship bat well and truly lgd. (Continued next week,). 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Your vacation and travel snapshots will serve admirably in illustrating letters you write later to relatives and friends. AMEMBER of the Snapshot Guild returned recently from a rather long journey after visiting relatives in many cities. "I had a lovely time visiting and enjoyed the traveling," she wrote, "but one thing took a lot of joy out of my trip. I did not take along mecamera. No, I didn't forget it. I simply didn't take it and thought no more about it until I reached my sister's home. -Then I discovered something. I have been reading the Snapshgt Guild, have taken quite a number of good pictures by follow- ing instr jetions, but didn't realize that I had unconsciously developed an eye for pictures," she continued. "When I arrived at mysister's home -my first stop -I saw unlim- ited possibilities for interesting, story -telling pictures. I hadn't seen my little niece Jean since she was a month old and here she was toddling around and getting into all kinds of mischief. I could easily have taken six or eight snapshots of this cute youngster doing all kinds of inter- esting things." With the coming of warmer weather and more srtnshine we are reaching that time of year when na- ture is discarding her drab, winter clothes fo• the bright colors: of spring and bummer. It is a glorious time of the year. As the sun becomes brighter and the skies clearer, remember that more and better light will be enter- ing the lens of your camera and reaching your film. Your exposures should be somewhat shorter than in the winter. Suppose, for instance, that on a day in February you took several pictures of your child as she played in the front yard. If you had a fold- ing camera.and the day was of aver- age brightness (with sunlight) for that date, you probably set the lens opening at f.8 and the shutter speed at 1/25 of a second, and got a prop- erly exposed negative. Again,,sup- pose you are taking such a picture today. Then what? If the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear, instead of having the diaphragm set. at f.8 and the shutter speed at 1/25 of a second as you did in February, you should do one of two things. If you leave your lens opening at f.8, your shutter speed should be set at 1/50 of a second. Or, you might set the diaphragm at /Al and prob.- ably rob-ably get the proper exposure, under average sunlight conditions, with the shutter speed of 1/25 of a second. Personally I recommend the smaller aperture, or lens opening, and the slower shutter speed for the smaller the diaphragm opening the greater the depth of focus. TAake adeentage. of the brighter days. At home and traveling have your oa a ,te6tta r for instant use. ..... ........n•„..,,•ori.: