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PAGE FOUR MARCK N.'D., as Second Class Matter, GEORGE D. MANN Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO Marquette Bldg. PAXNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK MEMBER OF _ THY ASSOCIATED PRESS ly entitled to the use or republi- cation of all news dispatches cre- dited to it or not otherwise credit- ed in this paper and also the local newafpublished heroin, jghts of republication dispatches herein are also ed. 42MBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE * IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year... .$7.20 by mail, per year (in Bls- n WK) cececesreennneni 20 Daily by mail,’ "per year state outside Bismarck) .... 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota ‘EWS- “YHE STATE'S OLDEST PAPER (Bstdblished 1873) SS + CONQUERING WORRY What worries you most in life? lly we buck up and face our oblems squarely. Our _atti- “TH do the best I can. It won't Co any good to worry about it.” Then we turn around and worry about a trifling incident or sitiation. y. Donald Gregg, able physician in Wellesley, Mass., writes: “Henr, may wake up after sleeping on his arni and be a bit amused to find his land numb, William, whose father has just had a shock involving his left: side, may be quite upset when he ‘finds his arm numb from the pime cause that failed to distress Henry.” Worry is a psychopathic condi- tion, an emotional disease. Some- times it is caused by unconscious | vamity-—an exaggerated conception of the importance of ourselves and our surroundings. M worries are imaginary. Doétors lately notice an exception- ally large number of patients with ncthing really wrong with them, yet they are “terribly worried.” All they need is the phy: an’s reas— surance. that the best thing is to; THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE! Entéred at the Postoffice, Bismarck, | syite his 87 years, was never more | | - Editor DETROIT Kresge Bldg. - Fifth Ave. Bldg, Ee "re-Associated Press is exclusive- of the front walk were gay with color, | and the smile of Uncle Oliver, de-| cordial and kindly. | “dT may not be here when you} come next year, he said, ‘but I’m) going to stay long as I can! Then he added, just as he had for; years and years, ‘You are always; welcome; come when you can.’ — | “I like to think that Somewhere, | ‘from that land where mankind finds | {refuge after life’s work is done, & Mighty Hand beckoned, and a voice} that..was. all -harmony -said: ‘You,} too, are always welcome. Come, when you can.’” After the miners’ strike we find what we are minus, The autoist who’ stops to think usually thinks tostop. There are so many ways to get \ It was men like Uncle Oliver Who! :. trouble and so few to get oul! built America. There are not so many of them as there used, to be,! and maybe that ig the chief thing | that is wrong with our country—a! ack of men like: Uncle Oliver, who; ring as true and clear'as a gold! jcoin, ‘ Any girl will take a hint if it is a beauty hint. The nice thing about fall is cuss- ing the ice man goodby. art AN. If winter comes, our Palm Beach | eer a Se a ru-| Suit will small enough to’ use for ue ens aC & TU) underwear. mor that James A. Stillman is seek-| {ing to buy Prevost Island, lonely} spot four miles long. Rumor adds that Stillman may retire by him-j| {self to think it over. The trouble with being lazy is it requires so much time. : | We can’t decide if they love to go : If true, ‘you understand him, ia to dances or if they go to dance to joy, man wants company, . In sor- yoye, iow, he wants to be alone. The old’ + ‘ 1 “Misery loves company,” IS; Average. man gets 112 letters a ‘nine-tenths bunk. | year, fifids the postoffice. , "Not if he pays his bills. | GOLF ! : Arthur E. Velguth of Spokane) i checks up and finds that he has} | walked 35 miles in ene day, play-| }ing golf. Then he spends the eve-| 'ning dancing. | Many a man with creases ;in his pants is glad he has the pants. So many women are asking money | for breach of promise. | so shall they reap. He is 44. years old. | Few men of that age have such ndurance. | You do not wonder that Velguth ‘has when you learn that on his big | golfing day he ate only ray 5cees| i \ milk and brown-bread sandwiches. ; { aS ‘ | Treat the stomach fairly and the | Not only does, war’ thregipn i and the Europe, but @ U. S. reformer wants rest of the body usually will take) Ko “cut off’ our chewing gum, j care of itself. ‘ ee What are the wild waves | about what they are secing? These nights are so” pleasant dishes find it hard to get washed. | \ s '| EDITORIAL REVIEW || | caught. Comments reproduced in this column may or may not express | away from e' the opirion of The Tribune. They + || are presented here in order that our readers may have both sides ‘| of important issues which. are || being discussed in the press of the day, | | In a Nebraska ball game 20 home ECHOES FROM THE DEPTHS) 7s were made. The pitchers Add Hayes — Harvey C. Hayes,| threw, the ball and ducked, ‘A. 1500-pound . turtle. has . been This is what Has ‘gotten véry fisherman, ey ‘A grouch is a man who wants win- ter to come in summer and summer | to come in winter. As they, sue { i ren BY W. H. PORTERFIELD. I’ve found out ws. with Hollywood! seals” of literature have been giving WHAT'S WRONG WITH HOLLYWOOD SHE’S. TOO GOOD, SAYS PORTERFIELD NOW IT'S OUR TIME TO SETTLE enercel curator came direct from Rome to *; the matter | hang the pictures. ‘and superintend All the’ ‘trajned| the same, “Our citizens, those: comprising our 94 naval physicist—to the list of great) forget it. Now that the medical profession! inning to understand the en-! ine glands of the body, a pe-! culiar cause of worry is discovered. | pe of worry sometimes takes | thé: form of a constant apprehen- sion of impending disaster, a fear of nothing in particular, caused by over-secretion of certain, chemicals) by.the thyroid and adrenal glands. Usually, though, worry: ig a men-| tal, disorder, "a sort of:es¢ape of; steam or leak from the disordered| nerveus system. ’ People. who. worry chronically; would trade'a few years ‘of life to! be’ able.to shake off: apprehension brooding anxiety: Petia First of all, ac¢ording ' to Dr. Gregg, the victim’ must learn to coytrol himself. That is, bring the will power into play, resolve to ac- cept and meet the problems of life sensibly and calmly. The best medicine is work and a hobby interesting enough to take the patient’s mind off his worry and make him forget it. The worry may come back as soon as the'work and play are halted. But generally the brain can be trained to forget, | just the same ag it can be trained, to Femember. The moment you find yourself worrying strive to dismiss the sub-; ject from your mind. Wipe it) away, like chalk writing from a} blackboard, aryl qoncenfrata ithe mind on something else. Above all, remember that worry! is ‘nine-tenths in the imagination.: THE REAL THING | You and we missed a great deal! in life by. not knowing Uncle Oliver, | ccncerning whom a man high up, inthe’ newspaper business writes as follows in a private letter. “I have just been handed a tele— gram that tells me of the death of; my Unele Oliver, who at 88 has) finished his work and passed on. In every possible way his life was complete. He was a good husband, father, neighbor and a just man.! His sterling qualities included quiet demeanor, unassuming ways, | respect for law and order, and de- | termination that, in all things, right must prevail. To me he was far more than js American oceanographers headed} by Maury. Not that Hayes actually | goes out and charts the depths. In- stead he gits in his laboratory and| by applying mind to matter has worked out a/sounding device so} simple and easy of operation that jthe whole science is thereby revo- litionized. "Hayes has made the charting of the ocean floor so sim- ple that oceanography henceforth will be as tame ag measuring cloth. Hayes” device measures the wat- ery depth by. timing echoes. It) emits a sound and then‘ waits for) the rebound. Since sound travels ata definite speed through water, the depth may be instantly, caleu- lated. :Deep sea tests can be made at the rate of one a minute. On) ltest between Newport andi Gibraltar | ' 900 soundings were made in 10 days} under way at 15 knots. , The sea bottom can now be ac- curately charted with maximum speed and minimum inconvenience. Cable routes can be determined in ja fraction of the time formerly re- quired. Progressive steamship} companies no doubt,’ will inform passengers at frequent intervals just how fay they are from the bot-| tom of the sea—if the passengers how an interest in that sort of in- formation. Thus in due course will pass the chief utility for the sound- | ing lead, an instrument unchanged How does a woman get elected it she doesn’t smoke cigars? Opportunity awaits one in New) York. A man who went there broke owes $750,000 now. Utah man with four wives, all his, may have been trying to become & movie star. Grasshoppers are bothering South) Dakota. Perhaps\the Lousiana man, who ate 60 pounds of crawfish could help. We saw a car on ‘a rough’ road shitting on all four—wheels. When yop see two men in the front xeateand two girls ‘th’ ‘the back they are either married, or kin. One time we saw: some coal. ¢—________ | ADVENTURE OF |. THE-TWINS —* —_— By Olive Barton Roberts “What goes up must come down!” Sometimes! this weighty problem their most pro-| Civic association, have recently com- ' found consideration, but they didn’t have the dope. Here’s the answer ' Hollywood is too good. If I were to judge from tue scream- ing headlines of the pa::rs of today, one film actress is a thicf and obtain- er of $100,000 under false pretenses, while half a desen other leeser known minions of movieland! aie moral derelicts, from which’ one might naturally infer that Hollywood, being but, another name for Filmdom, must be made/up of a highly unde- sirable lot of folks. * So I asked a clever friend{where ke thought I ought to begin. © : “I don’t. propose to whitewash or condemn,” I observed sagely, , “but to'tell the truth if I can find it,” He grinned. “Why. don't you go to the chief of police?” And I went. Captain George Home, . strictly speaking, is not the «ef .of pvlice | of Hollywood, for the district own by fhat name and comprising 14 square miles of pepper, eucalyptus end acacie trees surrounding several thousand typical California” bunga- | | lows and more pretenttous residetfees, | is merely a part uf the city’ of,;hos Angeles. Gets All Trouble. When a sky-rocket goes up in the But Captain Home is, to all in- sky it doesn’t come down, but the tents and purposes, the chief of po- stick it rides on does. llice of the district. for to him must, j faring men, When Nancy and Nick saw & , stick lying on the ground they The ceremony of the lead seems} thought it was the Fairy Queen’s to have enchanted all our modern; wand she had lost and they grabbed literary salts, from Melville to} it, but it was only the sky-rocket Tomlinscn, While the. Capella’s| stick. 1 j crew thought*the ship still in deep But Flap-Doodle, the mischievous water, Tomlinson heard the man in| fairy, who was following them, knew the bow sing out! “By-the lead 25) better. ‘ * and gray sand.” o'they:knew they|, He saw the real wand lying under were off Brazil, near Para. Score ia stalk of golden-rot cand quick, as one for the lead; not ag yet can the}:a wink he reached for it and got it: telltale echo of the physicist inform |‘. Then flapping his ears he flew to the ship's company whether the| tho tops. ofa, mulberry-trep... and, grinned down-at-the.Twins,.who were sand be gray or red or yellow, or! whether it be sand at all. + too surprised to move. Old salts, we may be surdy,will|: “Dearie me on ust What have we! get what comfort they: can out’ of! done” cried ‘Nancy. | that. For there be men—rather!’ Nick tossed away the, sky-rocket supermen—in the fishing trdde and|(stick with a disgusted 1abk. | 4) elsewhere who ¢an‘réad the lead to|. “We madg.a mistake ard .pieked such purpose -that from the evi-/cap an old piece of wédd,’ “he an- dence so brought from ocean depth |;nounced. “And that old Flap-Doodle through many generations of sea- \eamoulloezd wouldn’t fill the come all the troubles of a criminal nature which break out among the 35,000 men, womes, and children of this widely discussed community. So! to Captain George Home I went and proceeded to ask hin, what he thought of Hollywood. Now, George Home was for 18; years sergeant, teptain of police, captain of detectives, chief of police I Won't know what’ else, in ‘the entral station of Los Angeles, and what ‘he does’t know about crime of vevery sort, naked, unashamed and scien- tific library of an {diot. So I knew when I saw*Home I'd get the truth for sure. © ; Now, Home hated to ¢ome to Hollywood. when he was ordered here eight months ago, He admits it. He knew that Los. Angeles is wie! awfully wicked. I supose there is P pleted’ the greatest stadium or bow) ‘on the contineity where: the grand opera, ‘Carmen,’ was given the other Lnight, with the world’s gréatest stars in the cast, to.45,000<of dur-poeple who paid from. $2.to $5.a-seat for the performance, and through tho.gener- osity of one of our leading: citizens, ‘the multimillionaire, A. :Clark, wey are now in the midst of a seven favecks’ philharmonic orcliestra season, with probably the finest director in. the west! : : “Quietest of Cities.” “Th@ great Shrinu ceremonies were ‘given in the bowl, also the wonder- ful Easter sunrise services and other reat religious and cultural spec- les, ‘Now what dojyou /tHink?” =I didn’t think., | couldn’t. 1 was flabbergasted, § ent on to tell me of the industries ‘of Hollywood, of its great laundry .establishments. where. they wash your clothes to a purity hither- 0. unknown, believing that cleanli- ess lies next to Godliness; of their eat, building companies, their won- she homes and gardens of rare eauty, of the singular richness of the soil where all good things grow with but little care, and, finally, re- luctantly it seemed to me; he told me that amon the industries of Holly- wood were the motion picture busi- hess with its geven great, plants and its several thousand people employed and millions of_dollors invested. “Hollywood is positively the quiet- est, best behaved and most moral city I ever knew,” said Home. “There is no drunkenness hcre nor crime of any sort except an occasional bur- glarly, perhaps, committed by some- one who has come ix from the out- side. Neither Fatty Arbuckle nox EVERETT TRUE Y Mf i | rate William J, Taylor lived in Holly- Wood. ““I'*asn't” say" that Arbiickle would have remained pure and that Taylor.-would be alive:.today if they had had their homes Witn us—that would possibly be going too far, and T am confining’ myself to racts. “But you. ask about crimes or ir- regularities involving, Sex? ) There hasn’t been ‘a single sex trouble of any. kind reported: to-me in months! Not a girl has gone #rgng in Holly- wood ,so far as I knowy’since, I came here last fall!” 4 Home is right. wood is . 10 good. They're going fto carry this spiritual cultre thing too fac — and thén|look out! Some night you’ )car that \Doug: Fairbanks has been’ play- ing spool -yith. Rudie Valentino for two-Blits the hole! and that they had a glass\of home-brew aiter the game. (Copygight, 1922, .NEA Service.) o eats ae | \ Unusual Folk | =~ —* of Chitage, Aug.’ 234Tén years ago George D. Daw was turning flip- flops ‘on the minstrel stage and wondering where his.next meal’ was coming\from.. | Today at 32 he’s president of one of the, largest envelope manufactur- ing plants in the country, owns a palatial’ home and has about every- thing else money can buy. Gaw started on the road to suc- cess by making envelopes and sta- tionery paste.at home in the eve- nings and peddling them from a push cart next day. “Work for yourself if it’s only sell- ing shoestrings at a corner stand,” he advises. Gaw’s factory here is regarded as a model plant\ where the principles of golden-rule and square-deal tc employe are constantly adhered to Yes, he’s a millionaire. The University ‘of Prague had 10,000 students in the fifteenth cen- tury. or YAae vfs ' BY CONDO | they know where they are—wheth- er on this bank or that, off this har- thas got it again. The Fairy Queen won’t send us on any more errands bor or that. Some of these savants go further than the test by sight, | and add the test by taste. They) tuck a sample of the océan floor} under their tqngues, roll it around, | and then say, “30 mile sou'west of | Nantucket light.” One_ worthy; made his boast that, eyes blind-| folded, he could state the position| of his ship anywhere along the At-| lantic coast, One day, while at this | engrossing task, the boys doctored the lead with paprika on its way to! what I have written, He was Ro- mance. He was what I wanted to be: when [ was a lad. “His home to me was a bit of fairyland, and yet it was an ordi-| nary country cottage with ‘Wel- come’ written all over it. In my early days I paid a yearly visit to thet old home and learned to ad- mire and to love, as men love, this man who was so ruggedly honest.” The letter continues: “I can see him now, just before bed-time, with a little note book, setting down his| Whereupon the ancient said’ he the masters hands—and mouth.| with just one wave of the magic if we are so stupid. She’ll wonder what’s keeping us so long, too!” Nancy looked up at the tree where Flap-Doodle sat grinning at them in the silliest fashion, Te “Well, anyway,” she sighed, “It’s good thing we—” | Suddenly she stopped. “Oh! Oh! What’s wrong? I feel so queer! And, Nickie, you look so fu Your ears are a mile long.” had changed Nancy two white rabbits a nny. Flap-Doodle and Nick into | wand! much wickedness of one sort and an- other in the Angel City as in any jother city in Ameri of the same size and opportunities. And Home figured that if Los An- geles was bad, Hollywood would be worse—the needle, Watson! — but Home says Hollywood is inst like home; in fact, Home feels at home in| Hollywood as he mever expected to’ feel anywhere on earth. “Why, dash it “ll,” says Home, “this is a religious town. Just think! We've got 21 prosperous churches here. Do you think if this town was | filled with crooks and degencrates we could support 21 churches. memorandum of daily events, just he had done for more than 60 years. Many years ago I took the hook down from its place by the clock and read:: 2 Sold vinegar 15 cts. Sold peaches $1.25. Paid for horseshoeing $2.85. = Sister Fernie’s boy here for a guessed Portland must have gone to hell during their absence from port. For entertainment of this sort) @——————+___—__® and for emergencies the lead must | | TODAY’S WORD | long continue to be listed among | gm ships’ stores, even, though the| _ Hayes invention supercedes it for| Today’s word is—APHORISM. It's pronounced — af-o-riz'm, with accent on the first syllable. (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service) poy eT (To Be Continued) i Education Algo: And this town goes in for educr- tion, too. He have 14 great public schools here, from kinTsrgarten to eighth grade. Think of that! We , have only one restaurant. or cabaret | where dancing is permitted, and only three pool halls where the boys may | gather for a friendly game of ‘kelly’ after their toil is over. DOUGANYUTS — GIMME SOME O&O Them visit. ‘ ange against the hazards of ocean’ Wind southeast and fair—ajtransport.—New York Evening fine day. Post. ‘ “And so memories come to me and my eyes are moist because of the days that have been and be- cause of the passing of a fine man whose life was all order and un- spotted by excesses of any kind. “I could not tell you what his; saver religion was, other than that it was | Wa Pie a os A THOUGH \ ¢—________-__ Whoso walketh uprightly shall be shall fall at once.— Proverbs g@lidly founded on ‘whatsoever you 28:18. ; would that men should do unto you,|| Who judgeth well, well God them do you also unto them,’ as applied | send; 3 and worked out by a human who] Who —judgeth evil, God them Was every inch a gentleman. amends “The last time I saw him he stood —Sir Thomas Wyatt. in the driveway east of his house. The fragrance of ripening apples -—— | but he that is perverse in his | Flesh of the Tama is regarded as, practical purposes and as insur-| Tt means—a coitcise definition fr statement of a principle; a pithy sentence stating a general doctrine or truth. It comes from—a Greek word meaning “to mark off by bounda- | ries.” “to, define.” | It's used like this—“That Labor and Capital can work most effective- ly as partners is an aphorism which it pays both sides to every strike to | bear in mind.” * NOTICE. I will give persons 48 hours to re- turn army tent which was taken from | river bottom garden. Signed, |. “We have no saloons and. never have had any since the town was founded!” “Upon my sout,” I said, “Long Beach has nothing on this place a-tall.” But Home wasn't through with me by a large majority. ‘Morally and spiritually, you can see where we stand,” said he, “and | it may interest you to know that in- j tellectually we are up toward the head of the procession. “We have here a branch of the | University of California. with from ¥,000 to 5,000 students in regular at- and most beautiful high schools it was in the air. The flowers along | very wholesome in South America. MR. WM. ERLEMEYER. tendance. We have one.of the finest |i world; an art gallery, whose *|'they’ve got another spare room at | ourselves.” {tell him that you’ve got to see the | “Well, what’s the explanation?” b AAMILNE © G22 & P Dutton Company (Continued from our last issue.) CHAPTER XVII, The inquest was at three o'clock; thereafter Antony could have no claim on the hospitality of The Red House. By ten o'clock his bag was packed, and waiting to be taken to the “George.” To Bill, coming up- stairs after breakfast, thio early morning bustle was a little surprising. “What's the hurry?” he, asked. “None, But we don’t want to come back here after the inquest. Get your packing over now and then we,can have the morning to “Righto.” He turned to go to his room, and then came back again. “I say, are we going to tell Cayley that we're staying at the ‘George’?” “You're not staying at the ‘George,’ Bill. \Not officially, You’re going back to London.” “Oh!” ‘Yes. Ask Cayley to have your luggage sent in to Stanton, ready for ycu when you catch a train there ‘after the inquest. You can Bishop of London at once. The tact that you are hurrying back to London to be confirmed will make it seem more natural that I should resume my interrupted solitude ‘at the ‘George’ as soon as you have gone.” “Then where do I sleep onight?” “Unofficialy, in my bed, unless the “George.” I’ve put your con- firmation robe—I mean your paja- mas.and brushes and things—in my bag, ready for you. Is there any— thing else you want to know? No? Then go.and pack. And meet me at ten-thirty beneath the blasted| oak or in the hall or somewhere. T want to talk and talk and talk, | and I must have my Watson.” “Good,” said Bill, and went off to hig room. An hour later they wandered out together into the park. “Well?” said Bill, as they sat down underneath a convenient tree. “Talk away.” “I had many bright thoughts in my bath this morning,” began An- tony. “The brightest,one of all waa that we were being damn fools, and working at this thing from the wrong end altogether.” “Weil, that’s helpful.” “If we had been professionals, I believe we should have gone at it from the other end, The Robert end. We've been wandering about Mark and Cayley all the time. Now let’: wonder about Robert for @ bit.” “We know so littke about him.” “Well, let’s see what we do know. First of all, then, we know vaguely that he was a bad lot.” “Yes.” (And. then, we know rather a carious thing. , We know that Mark told you all that this black sheep was coming. Now, why did he tell you?” Bill was thoughtful for a moment. “T. suppose,” he said slowly, “that he knew we were bound to see him and thought that the best way was to be quite frank about him.” “But were you bound to see him? You were all away playing’ golf.” “We were bound to see-him if he stayed in the house that night.” “Very well, then. That’s one thing we’ve discovered. Mark knew that there was no chance of getting Robert’ out of the house at once.” Bill looked at his friend eagerly. “Go on,” he said. “This is get- ting interesting.” “He also knew something else,” went on Antony. “He knew that Robert was bound to betray his real character to you as soon ag you met him.” “Yes. That’s sound enough.” “Well, now, doesn’t it strike you that Mark made up his mind about all that rather quickly?” - “How do you mean?” “He got this letter at breakfast. He read it; and directly he had read it he began to confide in you all. That is to say, in about one second Ne thought out the whole business and came to a decision—to two de- cisions. He considered the possi- bility of getting Robert out of the way before you came back, and de- cided that it was impossible. He considered the possibility of Rob- ert’s behaving like an ordinary de- cent person in public, and decided that it was very unlikely. He came to those two decisions instantane- ously, as he was reading the letter. Isn't that rather quick work?” Antony waited until he had re- filled and lighted his pipe before answering. “What’s the explanation? Well, let’s leave it-for a moment,and take another look at the two brothers. In conjunction, this time, with Mrs. Norbury.” “Mrs. Norbury?” said Bill, sur- prised. “Yes, Mark hoped to marfy Miss Norbury. , Now, if Robert really was a blot upon the family honor, Mark would want to do one of two things. Either keep it from the ‘Norburys altogether, or else, if it had ‘to come out, tell them himself before the news came to them in- directly. Well, he told them. But the funny thing ig that he told them the day before Robert's letter came. Robert came, and was killed, the day before yesterday — Tuesday. Mark told Mrs. Norbury about him on Monday. What do you make of that?” “Coincidence,” said Bill, after careful thought. “He'd always meant to tell her; his suit was prospering, and just before it was finally settled, he told her. That happened to be Monday. On Tues- day he got Robert's letter, and felt jolly glad that he’d told her in time.” ; “Well, it might be that, but it’s rather a curious coincidence. And here is something which makes it a more prolonged }. very curious indeed. It only oc- curred to me in the bath this‘morn- ing. Inspiring place, a bathroom. Well, it’s this—he told her on ‘Mon- day morning, on his way to Middle- ston in the car.” “Sorry, Tony; morning.” “In the car, Bill. can the car get to Jallands “About six hundred yards. “Yes, And on his way to Middle- ston, Mark stops the car, walks six hundred yards down tbe hill to Jal- lands, says, ‘Oh, by the way, Mrs. Norbury, I don’t think I ever told you that I have a shady brother called Robert,’ walks six hundred yards up the hill again, gets into the car, and goes off to Middleston. Is that likely?” Bill frowned heavily. “Yes, but,I don’t see. what you're getting at.. Likely or not likely, we know he did do it.” “Of coursd he did. All I mean is that he must have had some strong reason for. telling Mrs. Norbury at once. And the reason I suggest is that he knew on that morning — Monday morning, not Tuesday — that Robert was coming to see him, and had to be in first with the news.” ! “But—but—” “And that would explain the other point—his instantaneous de— cision at breakfast to tell you all about his brother. It wasn’t in- stantaneous. He knew on Monday that Robert was coming, and de- cided then that you would all have to know.” “Then how do you explain the letter?” “Well, let’s. have a look at it.” Antony took the letter from his, pocket and spread it out on the grass between them. ee “Mark, your loving brother is coming to see you tomorrow, all the way from Australia, I-give you warning so that you will be able to conceal your surprise but not I hope your pleasure. Expect him at three or thereabouts.” “No date mentioned, you see,” said Antony. “Just ‘tomorrow.’ “But he got this on Tuesday.” “Did he?” : “Well, he read it out to us on Tuesday.” ‘ “Oh, yes! he read it out! to you.” Bill read the letter again, and then turned it over and looked at the back of it..-The back of it had nothing to say to him, “What about the postmark?” he asked. : “We haven’t got the envelope, un- fortunately.” “And you. think that he got this I’m dense this And how near Bes ny -” ‘letter on Monday?” , “Ym inclined to think so, Bill, Anyhoy, I think—I feel almost cer— tain—that:he knew on Monday that his: brother..was cgming.” . i “Ts 'that going to help us much?” “No. It makes it more difficult. There’s something rather uncanny about it ally I don’t understand it.” He was silent for a little, and then added, “I wonder if the inquest is going to help us.” “What about last night? I’m longing to hear what you make of that. Have you been thinking’ it out at all?” “Last night,” said Antony thoughtfully to himself. “Yes, last night wants some explaining.” Bill waited hopefully for him to explain. What, for instance, had Antony been looking for in the cup- board? “I think,” began Antony slowly, “that after last night we must give up the idea that Mark has been killed; killed, I mean, by Cayley. I don’t believe anybody would go to so much trouble to hide a suit of clothes when he had a body on his hanes. The body would seem 80 much more important. I think we may take it now that the clothes are all that Cayley had to hide.” “But why not have kept them in the passage?” “He was frightened of the pas- sage. Miss Norris knew about it.” Bill said nothing for a little, and then with a sudden laugh con- fessed. “It was so exciting yesterday,” he said apologetically, “and we seemed to be just getting there, and discovering the ,most wonderful things, and now—” “And now?” “Well, it’s 50 much more ordi- nary.” : ; Antony gave a shout of laughter. “Ordinary!” he cried. “Ordinary! Well, I’m dashed! Ordinary! If only one thing would happen in an ordinary way, we might do some- thing, but everything is ridiculous.” Bill brightened up again. “Ridiculous? How?” “Every way. Take those ridicu- lous clothes we found last night. You can explain the brown suit, but why the underclothes. You can explain the underclothes in some absurd way, if you like—you can say that Mark always changed his underclothes whenever he inter— viewed anybody from Australia— but why, in that case, my dear Wat— son, why, didn’t he change his col- lar?” “His collar?” said Bill in amaze- ment. “His collar, Watson, There was no collar in the bag last night. Shirt, socks, tie—everything except a collar, Why?” (Continued in our next issue.) In Para, Brazil, the rainy season extends over eight months of the year. TERS All Mal wold TYPEWRI Binmarck iter Co. Bismarck, D. ’ a ee a dy ‘ v 4 sp A ae 4 »

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