New Britain Herald Newspaper, July 5, 1921, Page 5

THE RED SEAL By Natalie Sumner Lincoln A Gripping, Baffling, Tantalizing Tale Of Mystery (Copyright, 1920, by (Copyright 1919-20, by CHAPTER 1. In the Police Court. The assistant district attorney glanced down at the papers in his hand ard then up at the well-dressed, stockily built man occupying the wit- ness sand. His manner was con- ciliatery. “According to your testimony, Mr. Clyner, the prisoner, John Sylvester, was honest and reliable, and faith- full: performed his dutigs as confi- denial clerk,” he stated. “Just when vas Sylvester in your employ?” ‘Sylvester was never in my em- plor,” corrected Benjamin Augustus Clmer. The president of the Metro- pois Trust company was noted for hi:-precision of speech. ‘‘During the whter of 1918 I shared an apart- mint with Judge James Hildebrand, wio employed Sylvester.” ‘Was Sylvester married dae?"” At .the question a faint smile tached the corners of Clymer's cean-shaven mouth and his eyes taveled involuntarily toward the wer-dressed female whose charge of ssault and battery against her hus- hnd had brought Clymer to the po- 1ze “court as a ‘‘character” witness ir Sylvester’s behalf. ““That is all, Mr. Clymer.” The ssistant district attorney spoke i sme haste. “You may retire, sir,” nd, as Clymer turned to vacate the yitness hox, he ‘addressed the pre- tding judce. Clymer did not catch his remarks &, on stepping down, he was button- ‘bled by a lawyer whose entrance had w«gurred a few minutes before. “Sit over here a second,” the -ewcomer said in an undertone, in- icating a long bench under the win- low. “Has Miss McIntyre been 1ere?” “Miss McIntyre—here?” - A at that Clymer ," retorted the lawyer heatedly, his color rising at the other’s incredulous tone. “Helen Mclatyre telephoned me to meet her, and—by jove, here she comes.” . A gray-haired patrolman, eap in hand, was in the lead of the' small processior which filed up the aisle, and Clymer gazed in astonishment at Helen McIntyre and her twin sister, Parbara. What had brought them 3t that hour to the police court? . Barbara, sensitive to the concen- rated regard which their entrance lad attracted, drew closer to Dr. amos Stone, their family physician, who had accompanied them at her particular request. “House-breaking,” announced cierk. “Charge brought by—" & lobked uj at the two.girls. “Miss Yelen - McIntyre,” answered one of thf twins composedly. “Daugh- ter of Cd. Charles' McIntyre of this cty.” A > the He “Charse brought by Miss Helen McIntyre,” continued the clerk, “agapsi—" and his pointed finger in- dicapd the seedy-looking man slouding before them. “bhn Smith,” said the latter, and his lusky voice was barely audible. A that instant Helen caught sight of :Benjamin Clymer and his com- panon, Philip Rochester, and her pak cheexs flushed faintly at the layer’s approach. He had time but for a hasty hand-shake before the clek administered the oath to the prioner and the witnesses in the cae. Rochester walked back and re- ed his seat by Clymer. Propping self in the corner made by the ch and the cage,,ir~ide of which the prisoner, he opened his right d and unfolded a small par r. He d the brief penciled message it tained not once but a dozen es. Folding the paper ia*o min- e dimensions he tucked it carefully de his vest pocket and glanced eways at Clymer. {As the assistant district attorney ose to question Helen McIntyre, the dge addressed him. 1*“Is the prisoner represented cunel?” he asked. For reply the burglar shook his %-~d. Rising slowly to his feet, Phtlip Rochester advanced to the man’s side. “If t please the court” he began, “1 willtake the case for the prison- er.” A His Jffer received a quick accept- ance from the bench, but the scowl with whch the burglar favored him *an noffpleasant. Hitching at his fraved jannel collar, the man par‘ly turned his back on the lawyer and listeneéwith a heavy frown to Helen's qnick :nswers to the questions put her “Ayle waiting fcr my sister to T iern from a dance early this morn- ing.” she. stated, “I went downstairs into the library, and as I entered it I aw a man slip across the room and into a coat closet. I retained enogh presence of mind to steal acres to the closet and turn the key in he door; then I ran to the wiidow an fortunately saw Officer O’Ryan stnding under the arc light across t street. I called him and he ar- ssted the prisoner.” Her simple statement evoked a nod ¢ approval from the assistant dis- sict attorney, and Rochester frcwned s he waived his right to cross-ex- mine her. 1 ask the indulgence of the court fo! more time,” he continued, “that 1 nay consult my client and find if he desires to call witnesses.” ‘"he court finds,* responded the jude, “that a clear case of house- breking has been proven against the prisner by reputable witnesses. He willhave to stand trial” Sipping forward, the deputy mar- sha laid his hand on the burglar’s shoider. “o inside,” he directed, and held ope the cage door, which immedi- ate! swung back into place, and Roeester, following closely at the rimer’s heels, halted abruptly. A fi r . by *2 I coughing shook the burglar and edaused by the iron railing, gasp- ingfor breath. ‘Water,”” he pleaded, and "a court ~tipdent handed a cup to Rochester, i D. Appleton & Co.) Frank A. Munsey Co.) standing just ouside the cage, and ne passed it over the iron railing to the burglar. Then turning on his heel the lawyer rejoined Clymer, his discontent plainly discernible. Helen MclIntyre bowed gravely to Clymer, who rose at her approach, and laid a persuasive hand on Ro- chester’s sleeve. “Will you come with us?” she asked. “Barbara and Dr. Stone are ready to leave. The doctor wishes to—" As she spoke she looked across at Stone, who stood opposite her in the little group. He failed to catch both her word and her eye, his gaze, passing over her shoulder, was rivet. ed on the burglar. “Something is wrong,” he an- nounced and pushed past Barbara. “Let me inside the cage,” he direct- ed as the deputy marshal kept the gate closed at his approach. “Your prisoner appears ill.” One glance at the burglar proved the truth of the physician's state- ment and the gate was hastily opened. Stone bent over the, man, Whose spasmodic breathing could be heard distinctly through the court room. Stretching his burden on the-floor, Store tore open the man's shirt and felt his heart, while Clymar, spy- ing a water cooler, sped across the room and returned immediately with a brimming glass. “Here’s water,” he said, but Stone refused the proffered glass. “No use,” he announced. man is dead.” “Dead!” echoed the deputy mar- shal. Dropping on one knee the offi- cer passed his hand over the dead man’s unshaven chin and across his forehead, brushing back the un- kempt hair. Under his: none too gentle touch the wig slipped bacly revealing to his astonished gaze a head of short-cropped, red hair. “Good God!” gasped Clymer, shaken out of his accustomed calm. “Jimmie Turnbull!” Dr. Stone straightened the man and removed the wig. “James Turnbull,” he. said grave- ly, and, turnirg, addressed Rochester, who had dropped down on the near- est chair. “Cashier of the Metropolis Trust company, Rochester, and your roommate, masquerading as a bur- glar.” “The dead e Rochester did not appear to hear Dr. Stone’'s words. With eyes half starting from their sockets he sat staring at the dead man, completely oblivious of the others’ ‘' presence. “Poor Turnbull always said he would go off like that.” Stone moved nearer. “Like that?’’ he questioned, pointing to the still figure. “Explain yourself, Rochester. Did Turnbull expect to die here in this manner?” “No—no—certainly not.”” Tha law- yer moistened his dry lips. “But when a man has angina pectoris he knows the end may come at any moment and in any place. Turnbull made no secret of suffering from that disease. “Just a moment, gentlemen,” said a man who displayed a metal badge. “I am Ferguson of the Central office. Do you know the deceased?’’ “He was my intimate friend,” an- nounced Rochester before his com- panions could reply to the detective's question, which was addressed to all. “Mr. Clymer, here, can tell you that Jimmie Turnbull, cashier of his bank, was well known in financial and social ‘Washington.” “He had just been held® for the grand jury on a charge of house- breaking,” volunteered the deputy marshal. “I reckon that brought on his heart attack.” “House-breaking'” ejaculated the detective. “Dangerous sport for a man suffering with angina pectoris, aside from anything else. Who pre- ferred charges?” “The Misses MclIntyre,”” answered the deputy marshal, to whom the question was addressed. “Like‘to in- terview them?” . “Yes.” Through the outer entrance of the room came Helen McIntyre and her sister Barbara, conducted by the same bowing patrolman who had ushered them into the court room. “My God! Too late!” stammered Rochester under his breath. “Who is it?”" Helen g ped. “Tell me! And she held out her hand im- ploringly. Her sister stepped to her side and ber.t over Turnbull. Wh-n she looked up her lips alone retained their color. “Hush!” she implored, giving her sister a slight shake. ‘“Hush! It is Jimmie Turnbull. Can you not see for yourself, dear?” It seemed doubtful if Helen heard her, with attention wholly centered on the dead man she swayed on her feet, and Dr. Stone, thinking she was about to fall, placed a supporting arm about her. B Barbara McIntyre released her grasp of her sister’s arm and col- lapseé¢ on a chair. “Jimmie won his wager,” she an- nounced. Her gaze did not waver bef-re the concentrated regard of the men facing her. “He broke into our house—but, oh, how can I pay my d bt to him now that he is dead!" CHAPTER II. Thae Room with the Seven Doors. Mrs. Brewster regarded her sur- roundings with inward satisfaction. It would have taken a far more cap- tious critic than the pretty widow to find fault with the large, high-ceil- inged room in which she sat. Mrs. Brewster had never failed, during her visit to the McIntyre twins, to examine the rare curios in the carved cabinets and the tapestries on the walls. The hands of the clock had passed the hour of 5 before Dr. Stone was ushered into the library by the foot- man. “I have waited so impatiently for you,” she confessed, making room for him to sit on the sofa by her side. “T have sent for you to ask about Jimmie Turnbull’s death this morning. How horribly tragic the whole affair is!” “It is,” agreed Stone. “What pos- sessed Jimmie Turnbull to play so mad a trick?"” “Hfs wager with Barbara.” Stone ieaned a lhitle nearer. ‘“Have you learned the nature of that wag- er?’ he asked, lowering his voice. “No. Babs was in so hysterical a condition when she returned from the police court that she gave a very in- coherent account of the whole af- fair, and she has kept her room ever since luncheon,” explained Mrs. Brewster. Stone looked puzzied “I under- stood that Jimmie was attentive to Helen McIntyre and not to Barbara,” he said. “But upon my word, Bar- bara appeared more overcome by Jim- mie’s death than Helen. Are you aware that Helen stated at the police court this morning that she was Turn- bull's financee?" “What!” Mrs. Brewster bounced in her seat. tound me!" “I was a bit surprised myselt,” ac- knowledged the physician. “I thought Rochester—however, that is neither here nor there. Helen not only an- nounced she was Jimmie's flancee, but as such demanded that a post- mortem examination be held to deter- mine the cause of his death.” Mrs. Brewster's pretty color faded and the glance she turned on the doc- tor was sharp. “Why should Helen suspect - foul play?’” she demanded. “For that is what her request hint- ed.” “True.” Stone pulled his beard ab- sentmindedly. “Ah, here is Col. Mc- Intyre,” he exclaimed, as the portieres before the hall door parted and a tall man strode into the library. “I called at your office, doctor,”” he said. ‘“Went there at once on learn- ing the shocking news about poor Turnbull. Why in the world didn’t he announce who he was when my daughter had him arrested as a burg- lar?" His voice, slightly raised, carried across the room and reached the ears of a tall, slender girl who had stood hesitating on the threshold of the din- ing room door on beholding the group by the sofa. “Jimmie' was thinking of the pre- dicament of others, not of himself,” sha interjected. “What do you mean, Helen?" her father demanded. “Why, how could Jimmie reveal his identity in court without involving us?” she asked. “Good afternoon, doctor,” recollecting her manners, and her attention thus diverted, she missed the sudden questioning look which Mrs. Brewster and her father exchanged. “No,” she continued, “Jimntie sacrificed himselt for others.” . A heavy paper knife, nicely bal- anced between McIntyre’s well mani- cured fingers, dropped to the floor as a step sounded behind him and the butler, Grimes, stopped by his side. “Mr. Rochester just telephoned that his partner, Mr. Harry Kent, is out of town, Miss”—bvowing to the si- lent girl. “Mr. Kent will be back to- morrow,” added the butlef as silence followed the delivery of his message. “Mr. Rochester wishes to know it he can transact any business for you.” “Please thank him and say no.” The girl's color rose as she caught her father's disapproving look. e actually .“You—you as- Harry Kent, suitcase in hand, turned the knob of the door bearing the firm name—Rochester & Kent, Attorneys—on its glass panel. As he stepped inside the ante-room which sparated the two offices occupied respectively by him and his senior partner, Philip Rochester, a stranger rose from the clerk’s desk. “Yes sir?"’ he asked mterrogative- 1y. Kent eved him in surprise. Rochester here?” he inquired. “No, sir. I am in charge of the office.” “You are!"” Kent's surprise in- creased. “I happen to be Mr. Kent, Junior partner in this firm.” “I beg your pardon, sir.”” The dap- per clerk bowed and hurrying to his desk took up a letter. ‘“Mr. Roches- ter left this for you, Mr. Kent, be- fore his departure last night.” “His departure!” Kent deposited his suitcase on one of the- chairs and tore open the envelope. The note was a scrawl, which he had some difficulty in deciphering. “Dear Kent,” it ran. “Am called out of town; will be back Saturday. Saunders gave me some of his cheek this afternoon, so I fired him. I en- gaged John Sylvester to fill his place, who comes highly recommended. He will report for work tomorrow. Ta- ta—Phil.” Kent thrust the note into his pock- et and picked up his suitcase. “Mr. Rochester stat~s that he has engaged you,” he said. “Your refer- ences—?" “Here, sir.” The clerk handed him a folded paper and Kent ran his epes down the sheet from the sentence: “To whom it may -concern,” to the signature, Clark Hildebrand. The statement spoke in high terms of John Sylvester, confidential clerk. Philip Rochester could not have se- lected a worse time to absent him- self; three important cases were on the calendar for immediata trial anl much depended on the firm’s success- ful handling of them. Kent swora softly under his breath; his last warn- ing to Rochester, that he would dis- sole partnership it the oldér man con- tinued to neglect his practice, had been given only a month before. Ap- rarcntly his warning had fallen on deaf ears, and Rochester was indulg- ing in another periodic spree. Kent was silil frowning when a faint knock sounded, and at his call Sylvester entered. “I brought in the morning paper, ir; thought perhaps you had not seen “Mr. “Thanks.” Kent swung his chair nearer the window and opened the newspaper. His attention was arrest- ed by the headings: Bank Cashier Dies In Police Court James Turnbull, Mistaken for Burglar, Suffers Fatal At- tack of Angina Pectoris. Kent's whistle stopped abruptly, and clutching the paper in both hands he devoured the short account print- ed under tha scara heads. So buried was Kent in his thoughts that he never heard Sylvester's knock. and it was not until the clerk stood at his elbow that he awoke from his absorption. lady to see you, Mr. Kent,” he announced. “Shall I show her in?" “Certainly—her name?” “She gave none.” Sylvester paused on his way back to the door. “It is one of the Misses McIntyre.” “Good Lord!" Kent was on his fect. straightening his tie and brush- ing his rumpled hair as Barbara en- tered the office (Continued Tomorrow). | SUMMER to TWENTY-TWO APPROVE OF HIGH SCHOOL ACTIVITIES School Citizenship Endorsed by National Association Des Moines, Ia., July 5.—less em- prasis on mere books, more on the activities that highschool students or- ganize was urged at the National Ed- ucation Association convention here day by Burton 2 Fowler, first as- stant principal of the Central High School at Cleveland, O. He said that the war had developed an insistent de- mand for reorganization in the ai.as of secondary education. ““A written social record like that kept of scholarship should be made for every pupil throughout his school career,” Mr. Fowler said. “I venture —— GIRLS! 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BY THESE TRULY WONDERFUL VALUES IN FASHIONABLE DRESSES of fine cotton fabrics, \évsere priced as high as . $9.98, NOwW $4.95 SMART TAILORED SUMMER DRESSES of fine checked gingham and other mater- ials, were priced up to $12.98, NOW $6.95 STYLISH SUMMER DRESSES of dainty organdie and other favorite mater- ials, were up to $19.98, NOW $10.95 SUMMER DRESSES of the smartest the season has produced, were up to $25.00, * NOW $13.95 SILK DRESSES ' of taffeta and satin, all small sizes, were up ® $22.50, NOW $17.98 AFTERNOON DRESSES mostly navy.blue, were up to $29.00, NOW $17.95 FORTY-NINE JERSEY SPORT SUITS were up to $14.98, NOW $7.98 SKIBO TWEED SUITS were up to $22.50, NOW $12.60 THIRYTY-FOUR TAILORED SUITS serge and tricotine, were up to $59.00, NOW $22.50 TWENTY-SEVEN TAILORED SUITS TFine wool tricotine, were up to $69.00, NOW $29.00 SPORT the assertion that such a record kept for four years would furnish more re- liable information about the efficiency of Mary’s school life, her chances of success in college, in business, or as a bousewife, than would the 93.6 per cent that places her on the honor roli of the commencement program. “Training for work, play, health, character,and home membership must be provided fcr all in the wide- awake high school. “The school group with its diverse activities of school citizenship serves as an excellent training field for this process of socialization. “Teachers must be open minded any sympathetic toward these col- lateral activities. “Similarly, the social agencies themselves should form a part of the pupil's regular program, so that the pupil who has to work outside of school shall not be debarred from full participation in the debate, the or- chestra, or his favorite club. “Vastly greater opportunities than now exist for the expression of the so- cial instincts of children should be provided. Every pupil should have at least one or two major social inter- ests. In a school of two thousand pupils there is room for one hmndred clubs where ten now exist. “School parties should be under the control of a social director who by means of games an dances will afford participation by all, in school social hours. The ‘formal’ high school dances are too often a cheap imita- tion of the disportings of adults. Clique, decollete, jazz and toddle, are doubtful educational objectives.” WANTS ARMY WITHDRAWN. Washington, July 5.—If President Harding does not quickly follow up the signing of the peace resolution with Germany by the withdrawal of the American troops from the occu- pied area of which Coblenz is the base, it is understood Senator Hiram Johnson of Calfornia will introduce a resolution in the senate demanding that the Secretary of War take this action. IMMENSE STOCKS OF SEASONABLE MERCHANDISE AT ROCK BOTTOM . PRICES AT THE INVENTORY SALE THOUSANDS OF INVENTORY SALE BARGAINS NOT ADVERTISED WE INVITE OUR NEW BRITAIN FRIENDS TO COME AND BENEFIT SUMMER DRESSES AFTERNOON DRESSES OF SILK. Many graceful models for vacation. were up to $37.50, wear, NOwW $24.95 DISTINCTIVE SILK DRESSES - of canton crepe, satin fine silk materials, , charmeuse and other were up to $45.00, NOW $29.95 e STREET DRESSES OF WOOL SERGE Were priced NOW up to $20.00, $6.95 STREET DRESSES OF TRICOTINE blue, were as and men’s wear serge, navy high as $32.50, NOW $15.95 . ' TAILORED WOOL DRESSES Fine tricotines and best quality men’s wear serge, were up to $39.00, kesis NOW $22.95 1 d HANDSOME DRESSES OF TRICOTINE - and poiret twill, in navy blue and were up to $55.00, 2 - gray, NOW $29.95 FIFTEEN WOMEN’S CbATS of soft wool material, were NOW $6.00 up to $20.00,". TWENTY COATS . .. .of wool bolivia, etc., were up to $25.00;" : NOW $12.00 Shdhe FORTY STYLISH COATS and wraps of bolivia, tricotine and duvetyne, were up to $39.00, NOW $18.00 FIFTY-TWO ATTRACTIVE COATS of high quality wool fabrics, were up-to 359 NOW $25.00 HALF-EDUCATED PEOPLE DANGEROUS Person Who Leit School Early Should Patronize Libraries Des Moines, Ia., July 5.—The love of good reading must be born in the American people in the school if at all, according to speakers before the library department of the National Education Association here today. The nation faces real danger if this work is not done, the librarians were told. We hear much these days in regard to the dangers arising from illiterate people, but really the half-educated person, who knows many things, but who left school at too early an age to have learned to think clearly and reason well, is far more dangerous thn the illiterates,” said Sherman Williams, chief of the school librar- ies division, Albany, N. Y. “The Public Library should continue the education of these half-educated people. “One is not necessarily better off or a better citizen on account of being That depends upon the kind of read- ing he does. This must not be lefggto chance. The school through the use of its library, and the public library as well, must see to it that children learn to love to read that which is worth while. IThis is a teaching .process and in most cases will be done at school or not at all.” Elylen Chamberlayne, librarian of the Binghampton, N. Y. Central High school library said “The average high school teacher does not read, and it follows as the able to read. He may be worse for it. b —— deepening that can come from famil-g iarity with the best literautre. With Teading in the home fast becoming 2 lost art, it is in the wchool, it at alf i that the future citizens:6f our repub- :ic must get this love of "good read ng.” Touching on “Joy reading in the elementary grades,” ' Adeline B, Zachert, director of school libraries, Harrisburg, Pa., added: “We who believe in the power of books to affect the soul of the child, and who have the -present”happiness and the future welfare 'of children at heart, must not only theorize and hope but must be convinced and then use every means in our power to con- vince teachers, principals and es- pecially boards of edudktion of the need of supplying all the children of the community with the proper books for the right kind of joy reading. HAIR CAME OUT WITH RINGWORM Itched and Burned. - Could NotSleep. CuticuraHealed In Two Weeks. - “I had a bad case of P" ment. ) M rier, R. F. D. 1, Bryant Pond, Maine. night the day, that the average high school pupil does not read. “A librarian must believe tre- mendously that life is barren indeed that does not have the broadening and Use Cuticura Sosp, Ointmen: ment apd ‘Talcum for all toilet m 3 Soap: 2S5 Cuticura. ‘where. Ofutment 3 aad #c Takoum | Soap sheves witheut mee.