New Britain Herald Newspaper, May 5, 1927, Page 14

o Love’s Embers Adele Garrison’s Absorbing Sequel to “Revelations of a Wife” Beginning Noel Veritzen Hears a Name That Stirs Him Deeply T was more disturbed than I cared to admit by Katic's revelations as to the queer actions of the mysteri- ous foreign-looking men who had taken the shack on the land nex to ours for the Summel hat t would be most undesireble neigh- bors, especially with their owne ship of the big powerful dog which they &0 nonchalantly asserted “would not bite if people kept per- fectly still.” I could see clearly, and realized also that Junior's enjoy- ment of the farm would be ma- terially diminished if these proximity to us. This was something which Dicky ought to handle, I decided, and al- | his indolence and controve though I knew dread of any danger to Junior woyld arouse him as nothing else could. But lang experience with my hus- band's foibles had taught me that his reaction situation would be in direct inverse proportion to the {mportance T placed upon it. Therefore 1 resolved to obey the Biblical injunction as 1o emulating the wisdom of the ser pent, and tell the story of the af- fair to the group assembled on the veranda as if it simply were a hu- morous incident enlivening the mo- notonous routine of the farm life. This would make it far easier for me, too, than if I consulted Dicky alone about the matter. strain of our present relations, any colloquy of ours with no other peo- ple present was bound to be a pain- ful experience. Besides, I happened to know that Dicky was In an ex- ceedingly difficult humor because e wireless message from Philip en which he had transcribed or me, therefore T was relieved at the number of people on the a when T came through the front hall to the double doors open- ing upon it. It is our favorite resting place in Summer, the focal point of all our family group, this screened porch from which one's eyes can travel over our own broad lawn with its stately larches and elms, across the road to meadows and woodland sloping gently to the ocean. The silhouettes of graceful spires, the gleaming of white houses come to us from a nearby seaside Danny Gets Chesty By Thornton W. Burgess Of foolish boasting pray beware; A trifle may the mighty scare. —Old Mother Nature With Nanny Meadow Mouse at his hecls, Danny Meadow \ouse once more slipped under the edge o0 fthe animal tent at the circus. Once inside, there were plenty of things to hide under, and though their hearts were going pitapat, pitapat, pitapat, they were so filled with curiosity that it quite over- came fear. ““What is it you want me to see?” whispered Nanny. “What is it you think I wor’t believe?” At the time Danny and Nanny were hiding under some hay, of which there was a little pile on the ground. Before Danny could reply that little bunch of hay was picked | up. Nanny looked up, as did Da ny. What they saw took breath away. They wanted to run, but they couldn’t, They were too frightened. They knew that what they saw was a living animal, but it was a mountain of an animal and the strangest looking animal that ever any Meadow Mous gazed upon. It had what scemes like a long nose and it was holding that little bunch of hay with the | end of its nose. Then that nose curled up and under and that hay was put into a mouth, which whils it looked very big to Danny and Nanny, was really rather small for the size of its owner. Danny pointed 16 one of thix ereaturc’s great feet. Nanny looked. This was too much for Nanny. She &uddenly found the nse of her logs. With a frizhtened squeak, she darted under the cige of the tent. Danny hesltated. At squeak the great stranzer looked down. Danny started to and then hegan such a performance as didn’t seem possibla. FEven In fright, Dan 1lized that this huge stranger w mselt frightened Such a ru there was Of Nanny run ny was looking at. didn’t realize that that elephant been frightened t . Men came running and Dan the elephant was leg to a stick. As Danny ran elephant made a great noise startled other elephants and animals in the tent. Danny out of sight, for one of had sean him and had him with a stick Little by little, that other rted he men struck at as he thought it over outside, Danny realized that he had been the cavse of all that fright on the part of the clephant and right ¢ ha began to swell up. Yes, sir, he began to think well of himsel?f. He me what s called “chesty.” We hegan to brag to Nanny how he had frightened the largest animal in the world. Then he wanted other people brag to. But nobody clse where near and so Nanny only one to listen to him. Now, the funny part of it a 4+ was trye. That elephant wou liave heen partienlarly afraid striped-coat the Tiger, hut he was afrald of little Danny Meadow Vrouse. He was just like most wo men and a few me rllush at him. Lo it won't do for us t i i men | and the dog remained in such close | vet T} aleo knew that any real or fancied | to seriousness of the | Under the | chureh | e their | 17 =0 of course | a New Seriak————————’ village, while on clear days we can catch glimpses of ships and the sparkle of the ocean waves. l We have made it as comfortable and pretty as possible with v, | brightly-cushioned chairs, a couch hammock, low tables strewn with ooks, magazines and smoking con- | vgniences and a porch wagon for the 1 fruit drinks s so well. Ther |is rarely a waking hour of a pleas- ant day when some one at least of the family is not to be found out as T came through the doors | of our famlly group was missing. Mother Graham was lying in the cou umock—her favorite resting place. Katherine sot near her, reading, while at the other end of the veranda Mary Har- rison and Noel Veritzen were chat- ting in chairs drawn as closely to- gether as possible. Stretched out in an armchair by the reading table, with Junior on his knee, Dicky was | entertaining his small son with hook he had brought from the city | |for him. 1t was an idyllic little family scene, and T felt a distinct pang as I realized that my appear- ance on it would bring to Dicky to me the painful contrast of other Summers and this, as far as our own relations were concerned. But there was no hint of strain in the smiling courtcous alacrity with which he sprang to his feet as I came through the door and drew forward a chair for me. Noel Veritzen also rose, and I noticed 1 often had done before, the touc: of boyish shyn:ss which oddly enough invests his actions. It is an appealing thing but one hardly to be expected from a youth who has been compelled to face the world in as strenuous fashion as has he. “You've all missed a most amus- | ing bit of vaudeville,” T sald gayl “I'll bet Katie was in it,” Dicky azily. “I heard her yowling for nissis Graham.' " “Katie was the hroine,”” T admit- {ted, “but the heavy villalns were the most interesting. a couple of | | Transvanians who are occupylng | that shack of Mr. Grimsey's in the woods adjoining ours.” | Noel Veritzen leanc | face alive with interest. | ransvanians!” forward, his said excit Danny pointed te one of this crea- ture’s great feet Of course, what had looked like his long nose hiad been his trunk, which fter all is a sort of long nose. Per- Danny > would run up that yway, he de a ter- he made Danny | | Meadow Mouse “chesty.” The little | people of the Green Meadows would | never be allowed to forget how Danny had frightencd the great | | elephant. | (Copyright, 1927, by T.W. Burgess) | haps that, B 5 { long nose. | rible fus The next story: “Pater | Grows Bold.” Rabbit |Menas for the Family | BY Break ! cream, crisp whole | Luncheor due, open cookies, milk Dinn pot paragus pudding, St TER. MARY swed prunes, cereal, and bacon, SIS ~Rica fon- tomato drop ied as batter m awberry Batter Pudding quart L 2 cups lespoor p sugar. into | and nd ten| A milk a smooth iy blended add sout 1-4 teaspoon | v AN irring co Remove from roand cggs well b and pour over ber, Cover dish ir in o moderately s Itemove cover and bak minutes longer to brown top. h sugar and cre Wash a well bu sprinkle or fif to flour, in bake oven. | teen Serve warm wit or hard s (Copyri 10 it 1527 NEA Service, Ine.) READ HERALD CLASSIF FOR YOUR WAN ‘D ADS is a Prescription for | friends at Ocean Town, N. J | counted for by the water jers | knife NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, MAY 5, 1927. WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE ’ Folsom of | At all | Garrett a party Death strikes while swimming with the Hotel Majusaco, where t had been guests, an inquir: be- zun, after a doctor, perfunctorily | ining him on the beach, pro- ces him dead. om’s companions had heen | Roger Neville, Mrs. Helen Barnaby, and Carmelita Valdon. It is es lished that Folsom, just before hi death, had been ®anding next to Ned Barron, who was one of including his wife, Angelica Fair and fia in and his father Sea It is decided som's sister Anastasia, York. Carmelita Valdon s som’s room but is surpri chambermaid. “Then the & announcement Is made t som had died by 4 heen murdered. Croydon T'ol- [ New | to telegraph in ks in Fol- ed by a artling | Tol- tab wound— | CHAPTER VIIT Still no word was spoken by the silent hearers, Dixon, his faces of the pa tle, who hing also. said ves glued to the r who listened, and was standing by, afterward that both Mr. Neville and Mrs. Valdon seemed amazed and astounded yond all power of speech. urally, T did not know of | this when T looked at the dead man down on the beach,” the doe- tor went on, With an apologetic note in his voice, “because the man's form was covered with a blanket. and T saw only his head and shoulders. But on examina- tion just now, T find that he was stabbed with n long, sharp knife or dagger, and that the blad pierced the abdominal aorta, caus- ing instant death.” was this until your return?” asked his silence suddenly broken the blanket not heen moved?” “Probat not," id Doctor | Manning, “and, too, it would have been possible for it to have been moved and yet the fact of the stab would net have been discovere “Why not? “Because, yon was delivered swiftly —from all appearances. Then, it seems, the instrument of death was Immediately withdrawn, and as a result the water of the ocean washed away all stain of the garment and be- | discovered Neville, | “Has not the 'stroke and straight Mr. ide, “The hemorrhage was entirel Internal, and though death was in- stantaneous there was no evidence of it on the body ve for a small clean incision, that in the absence of any blood stains was almost in- rnible even to my practiced How estraordinary!” exclaimed | Neville, | “That s the word, sir,” de- clared the doctor. “Extraordinary, indeed! Not the fact of the fn- conspicuous wound. That is ac- of the ocean, which precluded any crim- son stain. But the extraordinar thing is the possibility of an as- saflant finding opportunity and time to drive that hlow unseen and unnoticed by the scores of people crowding about him!" “An assailant!” cried Roger Ne- ville. “You mean he was murder- ed?” “ot course, my dear sir. T though you realized that It {1 do so. | the, INOW GO ON WITH THE STORY | |is not like that. hlood | Folsom | v, there was very | | ing would be a sheer impassibility for a man to kill himself in that man- ner. So as there is no doubt as to the fatal wound, what other theory can you sugges ‘An—an accident?” stammered Neville, floundering in his speceh. “Searcely imaginable,” the tor shook do not go in for a dip carry. ing sharp pointed fnstruments which accidentally kill thei neighbors. No, there is no room for doubt. NMr. Tolsom W stabbed by some one who went into the ocean armed with the and who had premeditated e murder.” “It is too neredible” | sighed deeply. “What can we “It isn't what can we do, Colds, Grippe, Flu, Dengue, | | dilious Fever and Malaria. s 1 klls the germs J B A LOW KNOCK AT THE ! INSPECTOR BABCOCK \ | emotion, but otherwise calm, linto the | the door. doc- | his head. “Ocean bath- | {m what must we do? The inevitable procedure is to communicate With the police at once. But Mr. Pel- ham requested me to tell you about it first, as the nearest friend of the victim present.” “Yes,” Neville spoke. heavily, and as one agrecing under protest. “I know enough of these things to realize that it must be so. Go ahead, then; so far as I have any reason to sanction your procedure, But I claiim no real re- sponsibility in Mr. Folsom's af- fairs. 1 am only doing what 1 in the interests of friendship, to be able to report to Folsom, when she arrives, 1t has been donme in the mat- said Dixon, noddigg his That is all wegwant of . Neville. And Mrs. Val- 50 a friend of Mr. Folsom's sister, will tell her that we—the management—have done all we can to obey the law, and also keep matter as—er—private as pos- sible.” Carmelita little. “Personally, I should thank vou, Mr. Dixon,” she said, “for keeping thinks quiet. Rut T may well tell you that Miss Folsom She is—how shall I put it’—rather given to pub- rather fond of—er—noto- I do not mean that she would make capital of her broth- er's death to bring herself into the limelight, but she is not at all sc to prominence in print.” “You amaze me, Mrs. Dixon said. “I had pictured the as a shrinkling, retiring Valdon smifed a Dixon hadn't plctured the lady at all, but ge was cleverly getting all the sidelights he could on this darkly mysterious affair. “Oh, no,” Caremlita exclaimed. “Anastasia Folsom is one of the most decided characters I have ever known. She s fearless and outspoken to a degree. And can count on her for help, if needed, in solving the mystery of her brother's death. I supbose it is a mystery?” “The most mysterious case I ave ever heard of.” Dixon as- sured her. “Too big “for me to tackle, but it may be the police will make short work of it.” “How can they?” asked Neville. “Granted that Folsom was stabbed ocean, that gives about a ble suspects to choose “Oh, come now, Mr. Neville, we can't consider those who were too far away from him. But even tak- the nearby ones, there may well be a hundred or more can be said to have had oppor- tunity.” ‘Surely. Then, look for motive, Now, there's trouble. The man who had mo- tive is an unknown quantity and . of course, remain so. I don't where your police are going to make a start.” “I confess T don't see clearly f." Dixon agreed. “But that's up to them. Now, Mr. Neville, since you have too the ou to hand rooms. T shall give it to the police and, of course, no one will be al- lowed access to the suite. “What about Ross, the valet?” “I've sent for him, and shhll, of course, take the key he also. The passkeys of the service will be attended to.” The hotel detective dismissed them just as Ross appeared, led by the redoubtable Tubby. The valet, his face drawn with came room, and Dixon closed “You have heard,” Dixon sald, watching him closely, “that your r did not die of any natural cause?" Not bellboy that 1 quite that, sii but the was so excited and queer, quizzed him a bit on the ay down here, and I couldn't help thinking to be told more than T had already heard. Then I learned that the doctor was here, and T was sure that there was more to be told than had yet been made known.! you ‘ Valdon,” | who | | has | there was something | | sometimes on trips to Egypt [ al surroundings, | secrets, p! {1ings ars us Bhey are, fue matter |, Put b felt | passes out of your hands—at least | | to this extent. T'I ask | over to me the key to Mr. Folsom's lan investigation that belonged, | tening to the doctors | the talk between the inspector and | dead man, | questions Dixon looked at him curiously. “You're a strange man, Ross. Where were you educated?"” “At public schools, sir. I've no store of book training, but I've knocked around a bit with Mr. Folsom, and I've picked up some wisdom here and there.” “Knocked around with him— where 2" three out of but and aveling about. For years I've been with him America. In England, mostly, the Orient, sir. “I see. You're a traveled man, then.” “As Mr. Folsom's servant, sir. But he was a kind master, and he gave me ma advantages. Will you tell ms what killed him, sir?” “¥ it's your due. Mr. Folsom ercd.” What!" Ross was startled out of his conventional mannér as well as out of his usual calm. “Yes. He was stabbed while bathing."” ‘Stahbed? T don’t understand.” Doctor Manning then took up the tale and told the astounded looking valet what had happencd to Garrett Folsom. “But—but who could have done it, sir?" the man asked., as the tale came to its close. “Almost no- hody down here knew Mr. Folsom at all, and those who did were his friends.” “Was Roger Neville his friend?"” Thongh said in a quiet voice, the query was flung out suddenly, and purposely, with an intent to take Ross off his guard. CHAPTER IX s, sir—so far as in “Why 1 know, S “None of that, Ross, you know about all there is to know of your late master’s friends or enemies. A man of your caliber can't be ig- norant of the relationships between man and man." “Then, if thisis an examination, sir, I can only say that so far as I have ever seen or noticed, Mr. Ne- ville had only friendly feelings to- ward Mr. Folsom, personally.” “Why did you add ‘personally’? Had they other relationships than personk 3 “They had business connections, sir, that may or may not have been always serene. T know nothing those, for they were conducted at offices, of course. But of my own knowledge, having seen Mr. Folsom and Mr. Neville together repeatedly, in friendly and, as I put it, person- 1 call them tried and trusted friends. If you're sus- pecting Mr. Neville of—— h. Nobody has mentioned idea of suspicion! Don't over- step your place.” “No, sir,” and Ross agaln put on hix look of quiet, respectful servitude. Dixon said little more to him. He asked for the key of Mr. Fol- som’s suite, and s immediately produced it from his pocket and passed it over. The detcctive wanted to quiz him further, for he had a feeling that this man knew his master's it was prema- ture for him to hold any sort of by r#ght, to the police. Just as Dixon was about to dis- | miss the valet, a low knoek at the door of Room J heralded the ap- pearance of Inspector Babcock, a | lieutenant detective and a medical examiuer. Partly because he greatly want- ed to remain, and partly because, in his excitement, Dixon forgot to tell him to go, Ross stayed in the room, and inconspicuously sat in a corner, while the preliminary questions were asked. The two doctors conferred above the body, while the inspector listen- ed to the story as ted by Dixon. The police detective, Jepson, sec- ing no chance for hunting down clues in this room, sat silent, lis- in turn with Dixon. “Who fs this man?” asked Jep- son, as matters proceeded. “Oh, he's Ttoss, the valet Dixon said. “What's he doing here?” “Nothing. T had heen question- ing him, and finished just as you me in."” not leing addressed, sald and made no move to go. Jepson ! remarked, “as must begin. somewhere, I'll start in with Ross, Maybe it's a good plan at that | quest He began with the usual re- for names and dates and places. | activities Ross answercd intelligently and 4and soon Jepson had of Garrett Folsom's of late and data of his life in a general way | “Well, t this chap, | “Maybe; but it may have been Jepson sald. “Let him ‘What are you going te do, ¥ man? You've no master now."” No, sir. 1 have no plans, either. T suppose T shall just wait around till Miss TFolsom com S, and then T do whatever she tells me to.” “Ol, yes. of course. The sister. Well, stay in the hotel, for 'we may want to see you now .and then.” Ross departed, and Jepson summed him up as, “well trained, but wooden.” Then he listened to the doctors, who had agreed entirely in thelr diagnosls and decisions. But it's preposterous, all the same,” declared Doctor Potter, the L examiner. “In all my life ver heard of such a thing! v, whoever stabbed that man must have stood directly at his “Or in front Manning. “Yes, for choice, In front of him. The stab stroke entered stralght from the front, went clean and swift through the abdominal aorta and, of course, he bled to death Internally and immediately. It'a too incredible! How could anyone strike ®o0 truly and accurately in that tossing water?" ‘“Looks like the work of some one who knew anatomy?”" sug- gested Manning. “Not necessarfly.” sald Potter. by, of him,” amended | twenty-four of | of the | accident that the blow struck where it did. More likely the as- sassin almed at the heart, but struck lower than he aimed. You see the tumbling water would di- vert any aim.” “He may have almed several times — I mean aimed- futilely, without striking his victim at all, at firs “Yes, that is possible—probable, even. But in any case, he did hit him finally and with a swift deadly alm that hit true and sure.” “Where's the weapon?" Jepson. “The murderer asked carried it off with him,” Potter said, promptly. “He never let go of it. Stabbed and then drew it out and nobody knew a thing about it."” “Some nerve!” commented Dixon. “Well, no,” Inspector Babcock put in. “If {t had been on land, it would have required nerve. But in the water, the deed done out of sight, there: was little or no danger of being seen or noticed by the busy crowd of bathers.” | “That's the secret of it all,” Jep- son declared. “Whoever the mur- derer was, he was mighty cute, He | knew he had a cinch, if he Kept his head and drove his blow straight. But we've got our job to pick him out from a hundred others. It could have been anybody in that part of the ocean, and I confess I don’t know which way to look.” “Hold on, Jep,” said the inspec- tor. “It must have been some- body near the vietim, to start with. He could have hurried away afterward, and mingled with a group on some other rope, or he| might have gone right out of the water and started for him. But before the fatal jab that man had to be near the victim and’ must have been seen by somebody.” “All very well, inspector, but a needle in a haystack is good hunt- ing compared to finding your jnan out of a bunch of bathers in the Atlantic Ocean!™ “Then begin at the other end. Seek a motive and a possible enemy and all that. But those things will keep and {if you're golng to get evidence from people who stood near the scene you'd better get at it at once. For after hours, innocent peo- ple will have forgotten the circum- stances and guilty people * will have cooked up an alibi.” “That's all true, chief,” Jepson sald, with a long drawn sigh. “We don’t have a murder case often down here at Ooean Town, but now that we have, T wish it had | happened in the town instead of in the ocean.” | “It would have been ecasier to ! solve in some ways,” Babcock ad- | mitted, “but in other wa 1 think the scene of the crime will be helpful.” “Wish I ocould sece how.” “Well, for one thing, you know that most of the people who stood rear the victim of the attack were guests of this hotel.” “Oh, my land!” - groaned Dixon, “then you're going to pull on that’ ham doesn’t want!" “Sorr; and Babcock almost smiled, “but we can’'t consider the wishes of a hotel keeper when a murder case i3 on. Now, Doctor Potter, I suppose you're for get- ting the body off to the morgue and making arrangements for an autopsy 2" “Yes. It must be done, but it will show no further details that will interest you than you already | know. Just go ahead, knowing | that the death was caused by a | stab wound received while bathing in the ocean and causing instant death by internal hemorrhage. That's all. It anything should ap- pear during the post-mortem to add to that report Tl let you | know at once. But T think you want to get busy collecting wil nesses and arranging an in- quest—"" “Don’'t have the inquest here,” hegged Dixon, knowing how this would distress the manager. “No,”* the Inspector assured him, “the inquest won't be here, but we may have to call a lot of your | guests to testify. There's a long { case ahead of us, I'm thinking. That is, unless some stroke of fate or some bit of good luck sends us an unexpected flash of fortune. I mean | if somebody confesses, or if some- sody elss was an-eyewitness to the crime.” “There's always a hope of some- thing of that sort,” Jepson sald. “But it's not very likely. The | probabilities are we'll have to dig nd scratch for evidence and get very little. And as to clues—well, |we can't expect to find those in the | { Atlantic Ocean!" | “Most unsatisfactory outlook.” | and Babcock shrugged his big | ! shoulders. “But our duty is plain. Go to it, Jepson. Question every- (body who knew the dead man, | ieven slightly, and get from them | hints ot others who knew him and | won't tell.” | “Yes, air,”” Jepson said, obedl- ently, “I'll go to it.” (To Be Continued) In the next chapter Folsom's ec- centric sister, Anastasia, arrives and things start movjng. FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: i i) Boys will be boys, but girls are running them & clothes_second. the weapon hidden, Mwers the body through the mucous string! That's just what Mr. Pel- ¢ Your Health ’ A bacterial organism known as the meningococcus is responsible for producing the disease called epidemic meningitis. 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