Evening Star Newspaper, March 16, 1930, Page 76

The Wrist Mark Copyright, 1930, by North American Newspaper Service. SYNOPSIS, Col. Engleden, formerly governor of Southmoor prison, is murdered. An in- vestipation by a nephew, Sefton Engle- den, and his law clerk, Johnson, reveals that during the colonel's time at South moor two prisoners, Snelling and Hardle, escaped. The theory is that the colonel had found the men and that they killed him. Capt. Shoreham of Southmoor oives a description of the escaped con- victs. Snelling had a birth-mark on Ris right wrist. Young Engleden recalis that Sanderson, on whose estate the colo- nel’s body was found. wears a broad bracelet on hds right wrist. The ques- tion arises, is Smelling Sanderson? Johnson thinks he is and that Hewitt, his butler, is Hardle. When an attempt is made to verify this belief it is found hat both men have vanished. A towns- man, Francis Silverstein, tells Johnson that Sandersom, with Sadler, the town jeweler, and Bratten, a merchant, is verpetrating a financial swindle, and suggests that the colomel was murdered because he threatened to expose the fraud. He is also convinced that a farmer named Beckett, who had known Sanderson very well, is one of the former Drison warders through whose treachery the two convicts escaped. Capt. Shore- ham identifies the man as Settle, the ex-warder. Johnson sets out for Settle’s farm. There he is joined by Silverstein. They find Settle and Bratten at the farm—dead. Sadler attacks Johnson and Silverstein. Mallison and his men come o the rescue, but Sadler escapes. The bodies of the dead men are searched. A letter is found that throws light on the murder of Millwaters, a former prison warder, who had been retuined by Engleden to aid in the investigation, TWENTY-SEVENTH INSTALLMENT. HOREHAM stood watching while the policeman went through Settle’s pockets. The contents were miscellaneous; Mallison, who had found and lighted a bull’s- eye lantern, turned his attention at once to a somewhat bulky pocket- book, stuffed with papers, which he laid out one by one on the flat top of & low wall by which they were standing. Most of these were letters or receipted bills relating to the farm; Mallison swept these hastily together and put them aside for subsequent examination. But on his next find he spent more time. “‘Look at this!” he muttered to Shore- ham. “Here’s a passage, in the name of Steddle—near enough to his own, eh?—from Glasgow to New York by the 8. S. Transylvania, salling day after tomorrow! That shows clearly what this man was going to do—clean clear out! And evidently he'd no fear that he'd be followed, or that we should come across these to hold him up. Probably they were all making for the other side, on some scheme or other. And here, you see, in this pocketbook is a fair lot of money—bank notes: we'll count that later. But I'm begin- ning to see the game, Capt. Shoreham! —this gang, for that's the name for ‘em—were all getting away. Sanderson and Hewitt have, no doubt, got clear away already. They—" “Here's a_revolver, superintendent,” interrupted Wilson. “In his hip pocket.” & ool remarked fllnl.llnon eynicallyy what you'd expect. Take care it, just as it is. Well, these Ppapers——" He began to turn over some letters taken from an inner fold of the pocket- | book and suddenly drew Shoreham's attention to an envelope selected from 8 STt e it . 1" he a whisper. “See? 1It's addressed to that man Mill- waters, who was shot dead at Hnunt ton!—an address in London—the posf mark, Barowsburgh. What's it doing in mx:ru%’m'nd wshle:slnn?" mhe went on, ly drawi out the enclosure. “The handwriting seems familar to me —why, good heavens, it's a letter from Mr. Sefton Engleden, written from the Castle Hotel, says? Millwaters is to come to Harling- ton at once and meet Engleden at & hotel there at a certain time—he sends him money for his expenses and there’ll be a proper reward for his services. Well, we know that Millwaters did come, and that he saw Engleden and Johnson on the evening of his arrival, and that they left him at the hotel, and that he went out and was murdered! He must have had this letter on him—now, how did this man Settle get hold of it?” “I think that is obvious,” replied Shoreham. “Settle is the man who shot Millwaters! For reasons of his own, he took Millwater’s papers from him—that letter, at any rate. Possibly Millwaters had shown ‘Settle the letter. I think #here’s no doubt that Millwaters' mur- derer is—there! - Murdered, himself!” . They'd been warders at Southmoor, ladn't they?” asked Mallison, turning over more of the papers. “And con- cerned in that escape I've heard about?” “They were in charge of a group of pri- soners from which Snelling and Hardle —Who are certainly Sanderson and Hewitt—made their escape,” replied SBhoreham. “It was always suspected that some official had connived at that business, though Col. Engleden found it hard to belleve—he was & man of great loyalty to his staff. Nothing, however, could be brought to light, and I can’t say that I ever suspected either of the two warders But now—now, I should say there’s no doubt that Settle ‘was a party, heavily paid for his ser- vices. And, considering he's been for some time in this neighborhood, I shoud say he continued to levy toll on Snelling, or, as you know him, Sanderson.” “Here are two or three more papers belonging to Millwaters,” remarked Mal- lison. “Well, all this will have to gone into later, carefully. See what there is on the other man, Wuson—nice end for a man who's passed as a highly respect- able, law-abiding citizen, this, Captain! And he was a magistrate, too, was Brat- ten!” There was little on Bratten's body to arouse any particular interest. Like | Settle, he was armed; like Settle, he carried a considerable sum of money. And he, too, was furnished with a| passage across the Atlantic, but by a different route. | “See?” said Mallison, holding the document to the glass of his lantern. “Liverpool to New York, via Queens- town, per S. S, Franconia. Liverpool, eh?—the other was from Glasgow. I #ee the idea! These men once away from here, were going to separate and travel by different routes, to meet event- ually in New York. I've no doubt that, if we the luck to capture Sadler, ‘we should have found that he'd a ticket gm Southampton. Well, we're learn- W cpatal” do about “What are you to abou Badler?” ukedyshngeoh‘:'m. - “Rouse the countryside for him! Reg- ular hue-and-cry! I don’t see how he can get away. Probably, he's already realized that: Johnson's upset his plans altogether by coming here. What he will most likely do will be to seek some place Where he can lie quiet for a time—he has, no doubt, no end of money on him and he'll be able to do things that the ordinary fugitive can't. If he can reach 2 big town where he’d pass unnoticed, he'd have a chance. But, considering that he won't find it easy to himself, it's a r chance. Oh, we'll be after him—but the next thing's to get these victims of his remqved to Barowsburgh. Nice nine days’ der there’ll be in readiness for the Barow- burgh people when they wake up in the morning, eh, Captain?” . Shoreham murmured an assent and turned away to look at the last stages of the fire. As Mallison had said from the beginning, there had never been | a chance of saving the place. The woodwork was old and dry; there were | but each was up at the police station at lof it. By J. S. Fletcher Newspaper Alliance and Metropolitan | and, in less than an hour, house and out-buildings had been gutted. “One good job about it sir,” remarked a policeman by whose side Shoreham stood staring at the smoking walls. “There were no animals about the | place! I don't know what Beckett had | | been doing with 'em, but there wasn't a vestige of live stock to be found t—we | looked to that, first. Not a cow, mor |a pig, nor a sheep, nor a horse any- where on the premises, except the old nag he used to drive to market, and he was turned out in the meadow yon- o dt"Musl ha' sold all his stuff,” said another. “And done it in a hurry, too! My beat comes up this way, and I gen- erally hear what's going on, but 1 never heard anything of Beckett’s leaving. “Well, he’s left for good, lxzmw! re- marked the fllxist man n:lm‘l‘yrc.!|§tungut siness in all my experience: bushoreman drove back with Mllll.wn‘ to the town and sought out Engleden who had just returned to the hotel after lodging Johnson and Silverstein in the local hospital There was noth- ing more they could do that night, rly hour in the morning. And al- Tendy there was fresh news for them— the police, scouring the country, during the night between Starrick and the western hills, had found sllvernein: car abandoned on the moors, -muh three miles from the point at Wi c“ Sadler had found and availed ‘himsel But_of Sadler mm“”h:;fi?: ur, there was no news. :12;2 }r‘;ws. not of Sadler’s where;hou\"s. but of Sadler’s dd(;infis o c:mr:‘m;:rfl ously guarded past. O pacted.source—Ms. Sanderson. To be continued. TRAFFIC POLICEMAN IS STAR BEFORE MIKE Miami Guardian of Law Sings, Whether at Work or in Studio. MIAMI, Fla. ().—Whether he is nvn duty as a traffic director at Miami's busiest corner or before the microphong at WQAM, John H. Webber—6 feet 6% inches tall and 257 pounds heavy— sings. His deep bass voice booms direc- tions to automobile drivers and basso lyrics of the sea into the ether. His singing is not confined to the radio, for he is frequently forced to stop @ song_to untangle a traffic jam. ‘And that's how he came to be called the “singing cop.” Webber has been rolling out bass Iyrics for 10 years, although before that, as chief machinist'’s mate aboard the U. S. S. Chester during the war he sang chanteys for his mates. PASTOR STARTS TENTH THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, well known person gets arrested, but sometimes I think it's just as good a story when they almost get arrested. ‘Two ‘Troupers” are again after a lapse of iths, a yarn that Marcella me about her partner, Helene Handin, is timely. Marcella and Helene write all their own dialogue, nn:l being funny week umure wee’ko.k' > out stealing somebody else's jokes, no cinch. Marcella, in case you can't remember which girl is which, has been described as “the girl with the dumbest voice in the world”—on the air, that is. She keeps up a continual chatter, and in their joint pi it is Helene, as the hard-boiled old trouper, who shuts her up long enough to get in a word or two here and there, But to get back to that near-arrest: It was on & very warm day, and Marcella and 'ne were hard at work in a hotel room turning out the script of a program. It had n going very slowly, and when it came to the climax they were stumped for hours. It simply wouldn't come out right. What witl the unseasonal heat of the day and the added fever of composition, they had shed their and were down to what Marcella described as “not very much.” Up by the window, where they :zere working, there was & hint of a reeze. Y newspaper friends tell me it's always a good story when a Wind Blew Paper Away. At last the important scene seemed to work out—and then a gust whipped the sheet of paper out of the window, down toward the street, a dozen stories below. The girls joined in one mutual look of exasperation Helene grabbed ki- mono, stepped into slippers, and dashed out of the room. Without waiting for an elevator, she ran down the 12 flights and out into the street. Half-way down the block she saw sheet of paper under a car parked at the curb. In a moment she was half under the car, fishing for the paper. She was still clawing at it when a policeman came Fone look and he was all set to take her to the station house. lanations w t to the b?lec fi;m 2 to Y r al duty lay Bellevue’s YEAR OF BROADCASTS North Carolina Minister Speaks Twice Each Sunday Over Radio to 8,000 Members. CHARLOTTE, N. C. (#).—Rev. Dr. Luther Little, one of the first pastors in America to broadcast church services, has begun his tenth year. He speaks twice each Sunday to a radio church club which has 3,000 listeners as mem- bers. Through WBT Dr. Little's ser- mons are carried to invalids and resi- never would hear address. His fan mail averages 500 letters a day. Dr. Little is pastor of the Pirst Baptist Church of Charlotte. ERE ST MILLION FARMERS MEET. Members of Federation Hold Satur- day Radio Gatherings. CHICAGO (#)—The million farmer members of the American Farm Bureau Federation “meet” every Saturday over their dinner by means of a new arrange- ment on the program of the C. B. S. farm community radio network. Every Saturday at 12:35 p.m. direc- tors of the world's largest group of organized farmers address their mem- bership by microphone. Community units of the federation forward queries of farmer members to the Chicago head- quarters, and these are answered on the radio the following Saturday. FARMERS HAVE CLUB. Floridians Enjoy Broadcasts by Agricultural Group. GAINESVILLE, Fla. (#)—Florida farmers may now come in from their day’s plowing, kick off their boots, make themselves comfortable in the old arm- chair, twirl a dial, and—presto!—they are seated in a State-wide agricultural club. Such is the result of the organization of the Florida Farmers' Radio Club inf co-operation with the Florida agricul- tural extension division, the first meet- ing of which has been conducted over ‘WRUF. Soviet Plans Fifty Stations. IVANO-VOZNESENSK (#). — Under the Soviet's five-year plan for the “radiofication” and “telephonization” of the Soviet Union 50 large and over a thousand small stations for the trans- mitting and broadcasting of pictures and movies by radio will be constructed, according to Sergius Lubovitch, vice commisar of posts and telegraphs. Called “Perfect Soprano.” Ada d'Orsay has been described as the “perfect soprano.” She is an exclusive artist in the Sunday night variety con- cert on the Quality chain, which con- sists of WOR, WLW and WMAQ. Mme. d'Orsay is a native of Grand Rapids, Mich., and first appeared in public as @ concert pianist. Portugal Seeks Stations, LISBON (#).—Portugal is the only country in Europe which has no broad- casting station. To meet this deficiency the minister of finance has authorized the expenditure of $250,000 for the erection of three stations, the largest at Lisbon to be of 12 kilowatts. Hindenburg Admits Ignorance of Radio But He Owns a Set BERLIN (). — President von Hindenburg, like most Germans, has a radio set at home, but he frankly admitted that he doesn’t know how it works. “My daughter generally sets it going,” he said to a visitor. “I don’t quite know how to do it. 1 think it's a wonderful invention.” Moving over to the instrument, he turned a knob or two. An ear- splitting din resulted. The old field marshal stood quanities of straw and hay about the buildings: the whole premises, once alight, had burned like tinder, listening for a few moments. “A wonderful invention,” he Tepeated pensively. observation ward. Marcella and Helene get fan letters from him now. That particular script by the way, turned out to be the most popular broadcast of the series, and Helene keeps the vagrant sheet as a souvenir. e ‘The other day several of us were speculating as to the chances of or- chestra leaders when television comes along. No ement was possible, of course, but afterward I got to thinking it over, and it seems. to me that very few of them will need to fear the eye of the television camera. Not that they are all high-powered male beauties. There's not a real matinee-idol type in the bunch, but I think it's better that way. Offhand, I should class Len Joy, Rudy Vallee, Gus Haenschen, Bernie Cummins and Howard Phillips as some of the ones people would be most likely to admit are handsome right off the bat. Haenschen and Phillips are tall with rather full features and curly hair. Haenschen’s is a light brown— almost red—and Phillips’ is black. Joy, Vallee and Cummins are of medium height. The first two are curly-headed h | blondes, while Cummins has straight black hair and rather clean-cut athletic features. of what the girls may expect if tele- vision comes along, I should like to say a word for Cesare Sodero. His is the most expressive face on a conduc- tor’s stand I have ever seen. Watching re going with the orchestra’s perform- ance, but I have sometimes imagined that I could almost read in his ex- pression the action of the opera he was conducting. The misery imparted to his face by the feeling in the music reflects a couple of sour notes from the first violins. Sodero Is Drama Himself. His eyes and every muscle of his face are alive from the first note to the last. He, I should say, would be a television drama all in himself, pro- vided there was a good orchestra pres- ent to furnish the lines for him to interpret. For comic relief on our leaders’ tele- vision program give me Hugo M: conducting some such_sentimental old ;Ir horse l:“:wher‘lnsYou rmd‘ xwwze ‘oung, Maj B super-intensity of expression, which often sets his or- chestra a-roaring, has been described as perfect musical criticism. Our television program must have a ‘Turning away from these few samples | it, one can tell not only just how things | D. C, MARCH 16, 1930—PART FOUR, enace,” of course. The best one I can think of is Harold Sanford dis- covering a violinist who doesn't know all of Victor Herbert by heart. * ko x * Speaking of Mariani, he is credited with the worst hard luck that ever came to a conductor during a half hour on the air. It was during a commer- cial program no longer being heard, and Hugo is half inclined to blame the conclusion of the series on that one terrible evening. In the first place, the practically in- destructible Hugo was ill. He was try- ing to pretend to himself that he didn't have the grippe. When it came time to g0 on the air he found that his first violinist, who was scheduled to play a solo, had sprained a wrist and had sent a substitute Mariani had never seen before. The moment the program opened Hugo knew the announcer was in diffi- culties. The announcer had been mak- ing frequent visits to the drinking fountain, and when he began to speak into the microphone his tongue seemed to stick to his mouth. Hugo wondered if he were drunk. (He wasn't, it turned out, but some friends, who had taken him home to dinner, had thought it would be a good joke to drench every- thing the announcer ate with salt. The poor man was so dry he sounded as if he had been marconed in the Sahara.) In spite of the struggles of the an- nouncer, the program got under way somehow, but Hugo could tell before the first bar had been played that the substitute violinist was pretty terrible. He figured he'd have to switch that solo to another man in the first violin section the first chance he got. The announcer, at the end of thc first third of the program, was almost under. Hugo wondered if they wouldn’t have to play the program without an- nouncements. The number the orches- | tra was finishing was supposed to come itself is quite different from that which | to & close with a crescendo and a sharp cut-off. The drummer was doing his best with his complete noise factory. Hugo's baton came down smartly to mark the end. Cymbal Falls off Hook. In perfect synchronization, down came a drum-stick against a cymbal. Every instrument stopped short, | that cymbal came off its hook. It went rolling scross the studio floor and finally flattened itself with a clatter. Hugo threw his arms up in desperation, and stepped down from his platform to switch that solo. In the dead silence which prevails while an announcement is being read, a 1 | music rack in the rear of the orchestra dropped with a thud you couldn't call dull. In tears Hugo climbed back to the platform, but as he turned to begin the next number his foot slipped and he fell off, carrying the microphone to the floor with him. The program, of course, was finished Come Drive FrmES S E Xhaltng but | eventually, but not even Hugo can re. member the other details of that night- mare. It still holds the record around the studios for breaks, although there are those who think Vernon Rad- cliffe had worse luck the night his sound effects man somehow or other got hold of an uncut script. But that is another story. I'll save it for later. * K K % ‘Men, it turns out, are greater writers of fan letters than women. I had suspected something of the sort, but I never checked by own mall to find out, and even now I'm not sure the mail re- ceived by any one person or am would be a fair gauge. However, I have just learned that of the more than 200,- 000 letters recelved at our studios in January, more than half were from men, counting out, that is, the letters received on several programs designed to appeal to children. ‘Women, however, write much longer letters. A man has to be pretty thor- oughly interested or annoyed at some- thing before he will write much more than a hundred words. There is an exception, too, in the case of old men whom something on the air sets to reminiscing. Few From Gushy Women. As to whether the most interesting or the most intelligent letters are written by men or women, I have been unable to decide. I think there are fewer letters from gushy women than from know-it-all men. But that still doesn’t mean anything, because among letter writers there is more feat of seeming effusive, or insincere, than of appearing cocky. That 200 of which I spoke was only a small part of the fan mail that was written in the month of January, for there was a great deal written direct to sponsors of programs and to indi- vidual artists which did not pass through the studio mail department. That department, by the way, is charged with seeing that every letter it handles reaches its proper destina- tion. If a letter refers to more than one program, copies are made and sent to the persons concerned. If there are criticisms, favorable or unfavorable, all the persons concerned with the par- ticular program see them and take ac- count of them as a guide for the future. Mere bulk of mail may indicate that a program is a success, but it is the letters telling what listeners like or dis- like about a program which those re- sponsible for it pounce upon with glee. Broadcasters, incidentally, are receiv- ing many times the amount of mail they did a few years ago. That Janu- ary mail—209,000 is moré nearly the correct figure—is 3,000 more than o studios received during all of 1926. And, believe it or not, individual let- ters get much more attention than they did then. I'm wondering what the total for the year will be. Is it too high a guess to say that radio listeners will write or fifteen million letters, all told, this year? McNAMEE'S QUESTION BOX. Q. I sent two poems I considered suitable for songs to Rudy Vallee, but I have not heard from him. Should I write him again?—Mrs. Palmer H. Crary, Cocoanut Grove, Fla. A.” Writing lyrics for popular songs is a much more difficult’ trick than it seems and unless you have done this sort of thing professionally, I doubt whether your poems could have been used for songs very easily. For example, there are words and combinations of words that cannot be sung with any de- gree of success which almost always cro) and the list of things required of words for & dresent-day popular song is stag- gering. I imagine that your poems were turnea over to Rudy’s business agent to handle, and if they cannot be used they are probably on their way back to you. However, let me say that almost all singers use only songs which experi- enced publishing houses put out. They want to sing what the public wants to | 3] hear, and an experienced publisher's judgment on this—shown in his wil- lingness to spend money in publishing a certain song—is an invaluable aid. Q. Will you kindly tell me if “Amos 'n’ Andy” are played by the same two impersonators as “The Two Black Crows"?—Miss A. M. Guindon, Wash- ington, D. C. g A. No. The former are played by Gosden and Correll and the latter by Moran and M Both teams appeared as entertainers at a radio show several years ago. Listen to their work and you will find they have little in common but an accent. Q. Does Phoebe Mackay, who plays Mrs. Watts in “Real Folks,” appear in any other program?—Palmer Leary, To- ronto, Ontario. A. No. Miss Mackay gives all her time on the air to that one program. It may interest you to know that she studied for years to be a dancer. Part of the training, naturally enough,'was a long course in music appreciation, and Miss Mackay believes she has attended more operas, ‘concerts and dance re- citals than any other woman in broad- casting. Q. Does B. A. Rolfe still conduct the Palais d'Or Orchestra?—Miss A. V., Newark, N. J. A. 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It has been done & good many times, however. Q. Who is the contraito of the Palm- olive hour? Can you teil me anything about her?—Andrew Mable, Omahs, fp in the work of the unitiated, | casts only in Q. Is Prederic Baer the same man who sang at an Oberlin music_festival several years ago?—R. R. B, Vancou- ver, British Columbia. . Yes. The Oberlin festival is one of several at wl he has appeared. Others have been at Halifax, Harris- delphia. He has debut in 1923. He came to radio in Fall of 1926 and has been on the air in opera programs ever since. Q. Is Calliope a colored woman?— F. V. N, New York City. A. No. Calli e is played by Kath- erine Tift-Jones. She comes from the South, however, and her characteriza- tions are so mu;'-u that she has fooled a good man says, is ve'r; ll;..l':l-‘i her “mammy.” (Copyright, 1930.) Py o oo i R Three Programs Changed. 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