The Key West Citizen Newspaper, April 8, 1940, Page 3

MONDAY, APRIL 8, 1940 YESTERDAY: Several of Joan's valuable books are miss- ing. Christine tells the Sergeant about the lost set of duplicate keys Later, she shakes Ishi, who is trailing her, and meets Dirck, Chapter 31 Breaking The News epece shook his head slowly. “That’s a funny thing,” he said. ery funny.” > “It may amuse you, but I don’t like it. Every time I go out of the apartment someone comes in, I feel just like Mrs. Evans. One more night in that house will be the death of me.” “I hope not, darling,” he said, very caimly. “I surely hope not. Td miss you.” I ignored him and lighted a cigarette. u’re not really afraid, are you?” He looked down at me quickly. “Oh, no, Mr. Kolff,” I said, avoiding his eye. “Being mixed up in murders is an everyday oc- currence for me. There’s nothing I like better than having a mur- der next door, another one over- head. people whisking around the fire escape at all times of night, notes left in my room warning me of my imminent death, and the Police badgering me.” “You know Chris,” he said lazily, “I'm beginning to like you more and more.” He leaned out of the side of the car and looked up at the sky. “It’s good I put the top up. Now it’s snowing, damn it. We'll never get through at this Tate.” * | By the time we hit Grand Cen- tral Parkway it was practically a blizzard and it was pretty difficult for Dirck to see. It seemed to take hours before we turned off for Garden City. 1 looked at my watch, but.the light was so dim I eouldn’t distinguish the numerals. I guessed that it was going on two o'clock. “Would you mind telling me where we're going?” The words were no sooner out of my mouth ‘jan I realized how stupid I'd been. Of course, we were heading for Williamston where Joan’s nother and step- father lived. But what reason had Dirck for going to see them? “I didn’t tell you we were go- ing to Williamston because 1 thought you'd start imagining things. As it is, you'll go into it with an open mind. I'm counting on your help.” “I'm afraid I won’t be much use| to you,” I told him doubtfully.| “Another day of this and I'll sus- | pect myself of murder.” “Take it easy,” he said as he Tubbed his glove over the wind- shield. “The trouble is that you aren’t accustomed to thinking things through. First you suspect one person, then, anpther.sushes in waving a red Has and you for- get the first one. And when a third and fourth appear you are completely befogged.” I laughed. “Me and Sergeant Long. If he arrested everyone he ever suspected we would all be languishing in jail today.” “He's a smart man,” Dirck said, “but I think he’s wrong about Richard.” He shrugged his shoul- ders. “Well, I'm counting on you, Chris. A woman’s eye seems to pierce the chaff,” he added with a rin. After a few minutes he stopped to clean the steam from the wind- shield, then he switched on the dashboard light and took a hand- drawn map out of his pocket. “We take the next turn right,” he said. “so stop mé if 1 drive past. And then we go on for three miles, then we head east again. It's an out-of-the-way place and they live quite far back from the road. That’s why I told you to wear galoshes. I doubt if the car will get through. The snow is retty deep in these parts, It’s ionely out here in the winter. You and I, precious, aren't going to be commuters. We're going to walk to work.” “Since ['m a china painter,” I said, “I don’t even have to go out and scrub floors to support you.” Blinding Snow E leaned over. “Not on Wednesday after- noons,” I said, backing away. He grinned. “It’s your face. Funny as it is, I'm getting at- tached to it.” “Will you keep your mind on the road?” I said. “We'll wake up at Montauk Point if you aren’t more watchful.” In a minute or two he said, “We'll have to get out here, I think we'll find it better on foot,” I got out reluctantly. The snow had been accumulating all win- ter, because in some places the drifts covered an old wooden fence that bordered the path. We tramped on, not making much progress. It was pretty difficult to walk because the snow was blinding and it was dark for early afternoon. Dirck broke a path| ahead, and after ten minutes of stumbling he saw a light. “This must be the house,” he called back to me, “And, Chris, T*have® to~tell you now that we @might not be particularly wel- come.” 3 “Why?” 'T shduted. and the jeold air hart my teeth. % The wind howling around the trees may have drowned my ques- tion. Anyway, he didn’t answer, so all I could do was follow him meekly, wondering why the Mac- Donalds wouldn't want to see us. Of course there was no réason for a visit, but certainly they had nothing to fear from us. I was astonished at the size of the house. It was hard to see much because I had to keep my eyes half closed to keep out the snow, but even the glimpse I had was startling. It was a tremen- dously_ large and pretentious place. Except for a light in a front room the place seemed to be de- serted. The front walk and steps hadn’t been cleared of snow and J had a hard time landing safely at the front door, Dirck was breath- less with laughter when I slipped and clurig‘to him for safety. en the brass knocker on the door was covered with ice and Dirck had gre@t difficulty prying it loose, I imagined they hadn’t many call- ers in the winter. He knocked sharply two or three times and we waited what seemed @ long time, eyeing each other dubiously. Finally the door was opened on a crack and a voice asked what we wanted. I couldn’t tell whether it was a man or a woman and I couldn’t see anyone. When Dirck said he was a friend of Richard MacDonald’s the door opened wider and an old colored man let us in, The only light as we walked down the wide hall came from a candle in a tall silver candlestick that the old man held high over his head. I followed him nervously, won- dering what on earth had pos- sessed me to come with Dirck, without a protest, to a house where we might not be welcome. Then I saw a woman moving to- wards us. It was Joan’s mother. She; was very cordial and if Pd been able to understand it, ['d have said that she was relieved to see us. She insisted on taking our coats, thén Jed us into an old par- lor that was scarcely more cheer- ful than the hall. The room had a_bleak, neglected air, but Mrs. MacDonald was so friendly I scarcely noticed it. She asked about her brother, and while Dirck talked with her I noticed that she looked even more dis- tressed than she had yesterday. There was # watchful look, almost fearful, that Iay back of her eyes. I suppose her son’s death must have been an awful shock. And just as I thought of that, she spoke again. “How is Rich- ard?” she asked. A Strange Woman MUST have stared at her with my mouth wide open. I knew then that I would never make a good detective. or poker player. Dirck, too, was silent. He couldn’t | seem to collect his wits. How long we sat there in the bleak, ill-lit room staring at her, stupidly bereft of speech, I don’t know. I felt shivery and cold. The oniy sound was the wind whist- ling in the pine trees around the house and the sharp whip of sleet on the windows. And then from the open door- way came a sound. It seemed at first like a moan, yet the tones were blurred. Then we ‘heard a - voice, and that voice called for Richard. I heard it distinctly and yet, ending in a low wail, it might al- most have been the wind in the trees. I suppose the whole thing didn’t last more than a minute, from the time Mrs. MacDonald inquired about Richard, until we heard the voice, but sitting rigidly in the chair I felt as though I'd been in that strange dark house for hours. But Richard’s mother seemed not to have noticed. “Your telephone, Mrs. Mac- Donald,” Dirck said in a strange voice, “isn’t it working?” She shook her head. “The storm last night,” she murmured. Straightening in her chair, she tutned her eyes on Dirck. “Why?” she asked sharply, bending fot- ward. Dirck drew his chair up so that | he was quite close to her. “Rich- ard died early this morning.” The only emotion she showed was the way her slender fingers closed over the. curved arms of the chair. “Richard.” Just that. With her eyes on Dirck she sat perfectly still. After a moment her lips moved and I sensed rather than heard the word, “How?” Dirck hesitated. “They don’t know.” he said in a low voice. “He was found on the cement walk in the yard this morning.” He hesitated. “It was, perhaps. suicide, after all.” She was a strange woman. She must have been going through torture. Both of her children were dead, her husband was very ill yet she didn’t lose control for an instant. From Richard I'd gotten the idea that she was a somewhat spoiled woman, dependent on peo- ple and accustomed to being taken care of, yet she said noth- ing, and when she spoke again it was to ask us if we'd prefer sherry or whiskey and soda. “You must be cold after that long drive,” she said in a low voice. I was certain, watching her, that it wasn’t lack of feeling that kept her from breaking down. We protested when she rang for the man, but she had him bane sherry and biscuits anyway While we drank it. Dirck told her in a pantlasmsice what had hap- pened. She listened attentively. but made no comment except to ask bow\hen Ayether took it, And she t askiwhy we'd come: ana 1 ‘ion since it was the most unlikely place in the world that anyone would happen in on. And Dirck made no explan- ae until Sonn he asked whether it wor brags to see Richard’s father. Mrs. a Donald hesitated, then rang for the old man again and spoke to him briefly. He disay red and the three of us sat without talking Continued tomorrow PIRATES DEFEAT * MARINES, 9 TO 4 GAME PLAYED AT NAVAL STATION YESTERDAY: BE- HIND EARLY IN GAME Ray Bush’s Pirates came back | with a vengeance in the last two innings after being shut out for four frames by Solly Solenbarger to soundly trounce the Marines 9-4 at the Naval Station yester- day. Solomon’s long home run with one on in the second and Solen- barger’s double with two on in the third gave the Leathernecks a 4-0 advantage until the fifth canto when the Pirates got two back off Spakes who took the hill for the Marines when Solen- barger wes forced to retire be- cause of a sore elbow. Marines’ tight defense pre- vented further scoring until the last of the seventh when the Bucs unleashed their full batting ‘power for four tallies to take the {lead and send Spakes to the 'showers. They put the game on lice in the eighth when Morter, |third Marine moundsman to face |them gave up four hits and three ‘runs. “Homerun” Malgrat, who ireplaced Salinero on the rubber for the Pirates in the fifth, shut lout the Marines with énly three ‘hits. oe | Marines play West's unique team of the RAgevedo jbrothers next Sunday at the Naval Station: Southard street |gate will be opened at 1:30 p. m. | Admission will be free. | Box score: fo} POOR RROaNHD _ RWOOHHEENOD i Player— E ;Thompson, cf Simmons, ss \Spakes, c Solenbarger, p |Kitchens, 3b \Yelochan, lf . ;Morter, 1b |Selomon, rf - Skoko, 2b _... Totals. Player— E. Garcia, ss .... Fernandez, cf | Hernandez, 3b A. Acevedo, 2b M. Acevedo, 1b Rodriguez, c ; Machin, lf Salinero, p Malgrat, rf-p Mito, rf - Totals Score by innings: Marines 022 000 000— 4 Pirates 000 020 43x— 9 Summary: Home run: Solo- mon; two-base hits: Solenbarger, Hernandez; left on bases: Ma- rines 5, Pirates 9; struck out: by Solenbarger 5, by Spakes 1, by grat 8; bases on balls: off Solen- barger 3, off Spakes 3, off Morter 1, off Salinero 1; winning pitch- er: Malgrat; losing pitcher: Spakes; time of game: 2:23. Lopez Funeral Service Established 1885 Licensed Funeral Directors and Embalmers 24-Hour Ambulance Service Phone 135 Night 696 Overseds * Expr (NO STOPS A. M. LEAVES MIAMI SUNDAYS) AT and arriving at Key West o'clock A. M. Entermediaie KEY WEST DAILY Sundays) at 8:00 arriving at Miami at 4:00 o'clock LEAVES MIAMI DAILY (Except Sun- days) at 9:00 o'clock A. M. tiving at Key West at 5:00 o'clock P.M. 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Total rainfall since Jan, inches Re ae as |Deficiency since January { indies = aes = | Wind Direction and Velocity | SE—15 miles per hour Relative Humidity 83% | Barometer at 7:30 a. m. today ;Sea level, 29.92 (1013.2 millibars) | Tomorrow's Almanac Sunrise 6:11 a. Sunset 6:47 p. ' Moonrise T:ltra. Moonset ee 8:24 p. Tomorrow’s Tides (Naval Base) A.M. 10:30 ate: - 4:06 , FORECAST (Till 7:30 p. m., Tuesday) 0.39 4.90 m m m. m. 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There is one happy tar- | pon cruising these coral reefs at this writing and one broken-} hearted sportsman. 4 | low over the Rocky Mountain P.M. and Platecu States; while a nar- 11:32 row ridge of weak high pressure 4:58 extends from souri j Texas, and pressure is high over Key West and Vicinity: Partly New England. - YOU GIVE Most people who use Dr. Miles | Anti-Pain Pills say that one | pill usually relieves their heads | aches. -In the regular package | Dr. Miles Anti-Pain Pills cost. | one penny each. In the economy | packages, one penny buys 1% | ri? | Why Don’t You Try Dr. Miles | Anti-Pain Pills? | They taste good, act promptly, | do not upset the stomach, con- _ | tain no opiates or laxative medie | cines. | ; > You may be miles away from a | drug store when you are suffer- | ling from a Headache, Neuralgia, | or Muscular Aches arid Pains. | ''Why not get a package of Dr, | | | | |Miles Anti-Pain Pills today and |be prepared for emergencies? DR.MILES ANTI-PAIN PILLS i | | | | | EN ROUTE) DAILY. (EXCEPT 1:00. o'clock A, M. 7:00 Points) (Except o'clock A, M. and and ar- ‘fired at the meving object and! (killed George McCall, who was} .. 83 carrying the turkey on 76 shoulder. When Thomas McCall, | 80 father of the dead man, saw his 75 son’s body, he dropped dead from shock, | 0.00 NEW YORK DAILY NEWS. ooo WRITER TELLS OF CITY: his} lead, like stepping stones, in a urved line, south and west. Washing the reefs’ on your right is the greatest of all rivers, called by Benjamin. Franklin, the Gulf Stream. Its source is a mystery some- where down near the Equa- tor. These reefs were once a great rendezvous i One of the little fish campd. Pirates Cove. Within the Memory of men still living. when a ship hit a reef th conch herns blew, and by sort of grapevine telegraph, the news spread and she fell an easy victim. (Continued from Page One) | silvery | Despite the tardy tarpon, however, I can honestly rec- ommend Key West as a fish- ing porteof call and a Mecca for . sportsmen. particularly those who cannot afford the high hotel and restaurant tar- | | Gifford, who says: the upper Mis- of inhabitants. Valley southward G. S, KENNEDY, |Both were of the same old Eng-| }lish stock, and met by different’ reads in South Florida. One! {came South overland, the other. jcame by boat via the Bahamas. | |The Conch had tropical ideas of ‘plant culiure. The Cracker was: ‘filled with Northern notions, The {Cracker liked his cow peas and ‘collards, mustard greens and! ‘white bacon. The Conch liked , [his seafood and pigeon peas, also this ‘sour and dillies’, slang for ‘limes and sapodillas”. } i { \ i | i | Se RE I am indebted to Dr. John c.| “The Keys | /were populated with two types | There were the | into |old-time ‘Conchs’ who loved the jsea and what the sea brought. | | ‘They were boatmen. Then there i ; were ‘Crackers’, or inland forest Official in Charge. ' people, with their cattle and carts. PAGE THREE frantically to shake the hook. Up cruised a twelve-foot chark. Immediately a hush fell over everyone on our boat. Would the shark at- tack the bleeding barracuda? Bob Daniels, our boat cap- tain. said; “The Gulf Stream is full of sharks this year, I've mever seen so many in all my life. There must be a convention of ‘em. However. I'm willing to bet this fellow doesn’t touch a barracuda”. Daniels was right. Mr. Shark cruised around, his pectoral Ping fish. but he refused to attack, Ordinarily. fishermen with prizes on the end of a line when a shark shows up eventually pull in a head or body that is chewed like an apple core. Well, not to change the subject too much like Burton Holmes crossed with Freddy Fletcher, I think I'll go pack my rods and lreels and hit that Overseas High- way to the baseball camps. You don’t suppose those Giants could possibly look as bad as they did two week ago, do you? If they do, the first division sharks will get ’em sure. POLITICAL ANNOUNCEMENTS Monroe For Governor SPESSARD L. HOLLAND For Governor FULLER WARREN For Governor FRANCIS P. WHITEHAIR For State Comptroller J. M. LEE For Attorney General E.'B. DONNELL For Circuit Judge ROSCOE BRUNSTETTER (Group 1) Ability—Experience—Judicial Temperament For Judge Circuit Court W. H. BURWELL (Group One) For the Full Term Circuit Judge, Group 1 JUDGE ROSS WILLIAMS, Present Judge Ably carrying on the tradition of the late Judge Atkinson For Judge Circuit Court FRANK E. BRYANT (Group 3) “A Free and Un-Trammelled Judiciary” For Judge of the Circuit Court GEO. E. McCASKILL (To Succeed Judge Trammell) (Group 3) He-comiees JUDGE WORTH W. TRAMMELL For Circuit Judge (Group 3) For Judge of the Circuit, Court JUDGE PAUL D. BARNS , (Group 4) For Judge of the Circuit Court ‘ROBERT J. 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