New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 3, 1930, Page 14

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, OC’fOBER~3, 1930. LAW OBSERVANCE GROUP T0 MEET ~Hoover Commission fo Gather Next Wednesday Washington, Oct. 3 (P—The offi- ces of President Hoover's commis- sion on law observance and enforce- ment took on a definite air of activ- ity today as final material was as- sembled for a meeting of the com- mission next Wednesday—the first since June. Faced as the commission the possibility of being asked to make a definite statement on the prohibition problem, all members ¢ cept Henry W. Anderson, lawyer, have indicated they would be present when the meeting con- venes. Anderson is abroad. Chair- man Wickersham is on the Atlantic, with the definite assurance that he will be in Washington by Monday. Only two members of the commis- sion were at headquarters yesterday. They were Kenneth Mackintosh, for- mer Washington state supreme court _Justice, and Dean Roscoe Pound of « the Harvard Law school. Mackintosh already has announced he would insist that the commission make known its judgment on the prohibition law, stating unequivoc- ally whether the dry statutes is be- lieved enforceable or what the com- mission believes should be done it it is not. Dean Pound is with declined to discuss his stand on Mackintosh's statement | that the commission “go to the guts of the prohibition said, however, he w material gathered by the sion and if necessary would rer in Washington until next Wedne to complete his survey. Part of the commission's new ma terial has been bound in paper cov ered book form. Some of t known to touch upon r' from almost every angle In paration for the meeting new rial constantly is being put i question."” He lay pre 1ate type — Overnight News e a7 Domestic Cleveland—Hoover merica mus ‘of living. Cleveland—Police break up Com- munist parade headed for hall where Hoover is addressing bankers Norfolk—Lieutenant William A. Watson, naval flier, killed when plane cracks up in power drive over Chesapeake Bay. New York—Mayor Walker gives Tammany leaders extra 24 hours to decide on waiving immunity in cor- ruption investigation. Wilmington, Del.—Vice Pres Curtis tells republican rally cong: has right to enact tariff laws w out regard to other countries. Pueblo, Colo.—Three kjlled by freak tornado near Fowl one missing and five injured. Washington—Bishop Ainsworth understood to have decided onvap- pointing committee to investigate charges against Bishop Cannon.’ Kansas Ciity—Coste and Bellonte greeted by city officials on arrival from San Antonio, Te Washington—Destroyer Concord and steamship Orbita head for U S. 8. Montcalm, disabled miles off Charleston, §. C., in heavy seas. A Foreign. Havana—President Machado asks tells bankers maintain its standard Virginia s studying new iwho you B — THE g B o The woman in blue sent me those. § said § three Winslow. perfumed letters,” Chapter 1 Z Y ] path e park, in the Washington, D. For a while stream of their his restles this W cious from bench. “Awfully claimed, ther the man: fore—feeding squirrels Very likely, “I drop over he the time.” Winslow t1 “Do you do you blue silk hat description, the f of the face of painted Jez The man mean. around in the when—the Did you sce Ye “Do you she i “No, the fore five on way jab the man dress but a time: d ing the no sorr. “Hav the notice Hang it, that a girl bel- dded. “T think I know usually comes Afte children know occasionally . WOMAN IN BLU OR the time in an . Arnold low completed around Du- tramp pont it on a Circle heavily bench sixtee nth hour Wins- his and down which a command- ing view small hwest c. he office turnin until a subdued to h seated on oW n't I s birds responded the re when I and a smart when T of woman of She noon and do.” of section watched persons crossing the park from finger nd t brought nal the slow geiting a full look at n you d n in si the public of the hon cane vi- grunt same ex- be- the ot people? That is 1 sceing a wo a black | not much of a ay she has sixteen and ty- leave her today?” eagerly. her na asks ho me 1ys clears out by |a corner came upon E! | | “What then? “She and her nurse came three nonths ago to our summer home |on Cape Cod, and we brought them Washington with us.” Winslow naturally strident voice. deniably beautiful, un pathetic in her helpless ut John shan't marry God, he g “You mean. . . . don’t believe in invalids marry- harshly. “But that's not the| only reason. We can learn nothing ' ]about the girl, her origin, past lite — past associations. Why, man, er had a letter, a telegram communication from any > since she's been with us.” horne considered for a second. | an you learn nothing from her financial connections?” “Hasn't any, apparently; she never asked us to cash a che but then as our glest, there is no occasion for her to spend money. and a girl in a wheel chair has no particular opportunity for wearing | expensive clothes. A few days after our arrival here, I was strolling| about the grounds—I live out be-| vyond the country club—and turning | sa talking to a woman I expected to meet in the | < this afternoon.” “What then?" | The woman left at sight of me| and E explained that she had | stopped to inquire her way to a con- | vent which is about a mile bevond ny h of that type of king for a convent | didn't strilke me at the moment. “You s ‘that type o had you time then to clas to lowered h “Elsa i iably pa ify hel “No; But I een her since ce trying to speak to E e o T BY NATALIE SUMNER LINCOLN | | marriage between Jack and Elsa| impossibl “Very wel Thorne's voice sounded oddly in the prolonged si- lence. He pointed to the three squares of paper. “Let me kecp > and, if anything turns up- i You will hear from me.” Wins- low paused on his way out, “pardon | the question, Thorne, but are you a foreigner?” observing the latter's swarthy skin and high cheek bones. “No, Mr. Winslow. My ancestors on the shores of Plymouth met vours when they landed from tha Mayflower.” A queer gleam lit the| detective's black “I am an American Indian.” eves. a Chapter DEATH STRIKES THE DOCTOR | The sun was setting as Jack Wins- low stepped out onto the terrace at Oaklands, his uncle's summer home, and his eyes rested in frank admir- ation upon the young girl sitting | propped up in a wheel chair outside the French windows. Elsa Chase raised her blue eyes from her embroidery as he ap- proached “It's growing, too chilly for you out here,” Jack chided gently. “Come indoors, dear.” And wait- ing for no remonstrance, he wheeled her chair into the large music room, stopping before the wood fire blaz- ing on the hearth. “Not too close,” Elsa touched the wheels of her chair. “I feel hot and stuffy. ack eyed her your hands fingers' icy perhaps,” n. “But 1 ff with conc are cold,” noting her touch. s cold as your treatment of me lately. Ah, Elsa, how have you the heart to play with me as d and dropping on one knee he ( fill out the “It is this* Winslow could be clear and straight to the point when he wished. “Dr. Kane has made some remarkable cures where the spine was injured, resulting in par- tial paralysis. Your: injury was to the spine— “Yes,” as he paused. “They sald it was due to that that I lost the use of my legs. . “Well.” Winslow drew a long breath. “Kane, here made the trip from Boston just to see you to- night.” Ilsa shrank back in her “Tonight?"” “Tonight.” The word was echoed by Dr. Kane and his pleasant voice leld a soothing note, inspiring con- fidence. “I am sure you have had first class medical treatment, but wont you give me a try—for Jack's sake “You will let me?"” as she nodded dumbly. “Good.” Winslow wheeled Elsa to her room, where her nurse met them. “Prepare Miss Chase for an ex: amination, then notify me, here, said Kane, pointing to an old nettee which stood across the hall from Elisa's bedroom door. Nearly two hours elapsed before the elevator once more took Dr. Kane to the second story. Walking slowly along- that floor to his bed- room he heard voices coming from the large reception room. “Go to bed, Julia, and stop wor- rving,” came Winslow's voice. “Kane will be here soon. I rely on his diagnosis to tell us if Elsa is a cripple or—a fraud.” A burst of loud laughter came from the card room where evident- 1y a game was in progress, drown- ing out Mrs. Winslow’s voice, and Dr. Kane slipped noisclessly into his bedroom. It was approaching one in the morning when those in the card room were silenced by loud rapping on the long French window open- ing upon the terrace. Glover, more sober than the others, swung open the window and Ferguson, the gardener, lurched inside. “Master, master” — his throaty voice sounded oddly in the sudden stillness and Winslow gazed at his white distorted features as if hyp- notized. “The man up stairs, mas- ter, him you called Kane—he's lying on the ground under his win- dow—dead.” chair. Chapter 3 THE CORONER TAKES A HAND Arnold Winslow eyed the under- taker in speechless amazement. “Do you mean you haven't em- balmed the body?” he demanded, recovering his breath. “Just so. The law requires that I have a doctor's certificate . . . . . Payne replied. “Oh, that's all right.” Winslow’s relief was manifest. “McLane will necessary papers. Dr. Kane lived in Boston: will you ar- frange to have his body taken there, or shall 12" “I can,” the undertaker answered. “But I don’t think you have quite | grasped what I have been saying, | Mr. Winslow. Dr. McLane has held up the death certificate.” Winslow took a step backward. “What!"” he exclaimed. “What's the | matter with McLane “Nothing,” shortly. “But in of . accidental death. . .. | paus-d. “It's a pity you | coroner at once.” “McLane is my family physician.” Winslow spoke with some asperity. “I naturally thought of him first. Did you call the coroner?” “No; Dr. McLane talked to him lon the telephone.” Payne drew the door to behind him while still speak- ing. “Why don't you sce the doctor? He'll advise you about the technical- | ities of the case.” Winslow continued to stare blank- ly at the front door for several gec- | onds after the undertaker's depar- | |ture, then he turned heavily and walked over to the small telephone !'stand. “Can you get Mr. Thorne>” he | called, as a sleepy voice answered the operator's ring. “Ask him to| come out to Oaklands; Mr. Wins- low wishes to see him at once.” | Muttering, Winslow selected his |overcoat from among several thrown |carelessly on a chair, and went | |out of the front door and around |the house. | On turning the corner at the rear | he stopped abruptly at sight of Jack and a stranger standing gazing up |at a second-story window. “Oh, Dad,” Jack hailed his ap- {pearance with a note of relief in his |low-pitched voice, “Coronef Pen- {fleld wishes to see you.” Winslow advanced with out- |stretched hand. “I am glad you jare here,” he said. “I wish that I had kept my wits about me and tele- phoned for you immediately.” The coroner nooded. “It would |have been best,” he responded dry- | {1y, and his air clearly indicated dis- lapproval. “Your son tells me that you found Dr. Kane here. The body | should not bave been removed; I cannot understand why McLane per- | mitted it.” “He wasn't here then,” explained | | Winslow. “We were so overcome by case He | didn't call the |swept his hand along the | there. the tragedy that none of us thought clearly; our main idea was to get | poor Kane indoors and resuscitate | {him.” He paused and glanced in | {awe at the upper window. “Kane | must have died instantly when he | {struck the ground.” Penfield measured the distance from the window to the ground with | his eve, then bowed his head. “A | fall from there might break any- body’s neck,” he agreed. “But come, speculation is. idle. Where is the | body now | “On the lounge in the card room. Coming with us, Jack?” | | in |s “I'll join you later,” and Jack trudged off down the circular path Itading to "the big brick and stone garage. ‘Waiting until the other two were out of sight, the boy retraced his footsteps, but this time, instead of pausing at the spot where he and the coroner had stopped fifteen min- utes earlier, he continued past the glassed-in loggia, used both as breakfast room and sun parlor, to a window neyt to it on the first floor. ‘With a movement almost feverish in its haste, Jack stooped over and brown turf for a distance of three or more feet. What he sought He straightened wup with reddened face to find Ferguson the !gardener returning with a stranger in tow. “Thi ment with your father,” explained the gardener. “My name is Thorne.” The de- tective's pleasant voice was a relief after Ferguson's throaty tones. “Your father,” with a quiet ap- praising look at Jack which missed nothing, “telephoneed for me to come at once. Can I see him?” “I— 1 suppose 80, -doubtfully) “Will you come this way?” and wasting no further words, Jack started for the front of the house. | With a hitch at his trousers and a passing glance at the undertaker's assistants, Ferguson followed Jack |and the detective, although at a re- spectable distance. “Thank God you've come!" ejacu- lated Winslow. “My guest, the noted surgeon, Paul Kane, accidentally fell out of a second-story window last night and died instantly.” The detective looked at the older man with quickened interest. “Horrible,”” he exclaimed. there anything that I can do?” “Coroner Penfleld wants you, Dad,” and not waiting for the others, Jack hastenad to the card room. He“was only a second or two ahead of Winslow, whose brief “Comt along" proved an invitation not only to Thorne but to the gar- dener who trailed behind them. Both of the Winslows hesitated at sight of the prone figure on the lounge. The room still bore evi- dence of the game of the night be- fore; playing cards littered the ta- ple, poker chips were scattered even on the floor. while decanters and soiled glasses, with a plate of stale ndwiches were on a small end ta- ble. As the men drew closer to the still body, Coroner Penfield was the first to break the silence. “Mr. Winslow,” he began, ‘“was Dr. Kane in good health before re- tiring last night?” “Is (Copyright,, D. Appleton & Co.) In tomorrow’s chapter Detective Thorne takes up the trail of the murderer of Dr. Kane. was not | ere gentleman has a 'pint- | —_—— TORNADO DEATH TOLL 15 THREE Southern Colorado Hit—Damage Still Undetermined Fowler, Colo., Oct. 3 (#—A tor- {nado twisted its way across parts |of two southern Colorado counties yesterday, killing three persons, in- juring four more and causing unes« | timated property damage. The dead: George W. Lackey, |prominent Fowler cattleman, whose feeding operations centered 14 miles Inorth of here in the middle of the stricken area; Mrs. John P. Down- ing, ranchwoman living 24 miles {north of Fowler; Collic Noble, Man= | zanola, Colo., rancher. Ranch Building Hit Lackey was killed instantly and |the other two were injured fataliy when the tornado struck the build- ing on the Beaty ranch in which they had taken refuge from tha storm. Henry Bushaw, a ranch hand and Mrs. Downing's daughter-in- law, Mrs. John B. Downing, and her two months old daughter were also in the structure when it collapsed |but escaped serious injury. Mrs. C. R. Wolf suffered body in- |juries and severe cuts from flying |debris as the twister struck and de- | molished her ranch house, which |lies south of the Beaty ranch. Mrs, Wolf's infant daughter was not hurts Fear for Lawler Fear was expressed for the safety of J. W. Lawler, a rancher, from whom there had been no word since he started from Fowler earlier in the day driving a herd of cattle to range 30 miles north of here. The tornado came from the | north, striking the northeastern part of Pueblo county and the north= western part of Otero county, cuf- ting a path about a quarter of mile wide and more than 25 miles long. FRUIT TARIFF INCREASED Mexico City, Oct. 3 () — In re- sponse to requests of Mexican fruit | growers the government has in- creased the tariff on fresh and dried fruits by 200 per cent. Mexican |growers asserted that imported | fruits constituted unjustified coma petition and prevented development of the Mexican fruit growing indus- try. Grapes, apples, pears and peaches are among the principal fruit imports from the United States, these coming mainly from California, and Texas, and other southern states. USF. HERALD CLASSIFIED ADS L o'clock.” Before five o'cl ted the words of —DMinister of navy Takeshi and lapsed into silence, th 3 P threw his arms about her. car on Pennsylvania avenu o o | " “Sweetheart—my sweetheart"— ast week we came face to face out- | : ide my gate, but again she got|he murmured with passionate fer- 5 2 vor. “Cuban congress to suspend constitu- tional guarantees in Havana and Winslow ly rose Tk 1 could leave my Takarabe resigns. Havana—Prof. Georges Claude reports experiment in producin power from Gulf Stream satisfac- tory. London—Australian imperfal conference method of appointing general for dominions. Geneva—League mittee votes down all war. delegate objects to governors embly a com- move to outla Philadelph dent as th two up. Louisville—Rochester win little world series Chicago—Cubs beat White 4 to 2 in Chic ampionship., Bristol, R. I mrock V 1 for home. New England RO confi- St. Louis Red Wings Sox & Newport, Charles 1. I U. 8. navy, recommend er tion of two new w it the N port Naval hospital Boston—Bankrupt & Shaw, Inc., candy mant announce a proposal for a r zation. Boston—Arthur M. Parks, wife and two children, arrive Detroit on hitch hiking tr Maine woods in search of work St. Al t.—Walter T 18, being s a fugitive justice for ington, Admlral on general tear surge W firm 4. his fro the covered 12 shots arc 50 gallons jand small qu an series of = Worcester, Ma 2. dles from effec took from medicing Hartford, Kales, 23, alias Dor arrested for Worcester lice who have for default F. H. Alford Give To Mayoi Mayor Quigley check for H. Alford sion with “Just a [t Christmas Relief F m Conn.— to 1 G with his park. he n advert Star lay on t line of no difficulty in vertisement With ts head low cut ave Mor his bruptness wspaper, vision, ma quick: street a procred and, tossing strode ing [ nd deciphe; ed by a pe d inter and watched stran, followed. he man turned of a winding floor. W his presence figure acros closed doo UNIV low EVID THORNE, “Wal va tery “With spond Mr Winsl what from } expected park “I am he.” “My name’ 1 or pathy that we a1l buildir by th beari AL DET cquaintar taircasc was hadow rt DI ion of S down across the neiled st he Win: into Connecti- north gained trance the cond | of of his . MANAGER appea nd my sent for Elsa,” sym- section of the | ch directly in | man had | ng the ad- * | ionable v | away before uests and interview her.” He turn-| |ed roughly on the detective: | | “You've got eyes; you don't have to be told where she belong: “Well, see here”—Thorne with some roughness. “Has it occurred to you that this unknown | |{woman might be an acquaintance of son’ 2 | “Stop right there.” Winslow's fist | truck the desk heavily. “She isn't.” | From his pocket he drew out a| leather wallet and extracted three | pieces of paper at woman gave the one of these to my gar- r for me; the others came by mail | The detective spread each pap. on his desk and scanned the fa iting on them. “If you would learn what should know, come to Dupont circl: on Monday at 5:00 p. m." The sccond read: “Why ot keep your appointment?’ “Your last chance 1t circle—Monday back in his chair you keep your appoint- Winslow?” he queried long forefinger at the| spol:e ever, first h- | you | did you ' And re “Why didn't Mr. inting ond note. I did,” impatiently. “I was Circle at five and she wasn't thing occurred this eve- | you say the woman really | was the same picked up each eld it to 1 marked, and lat the the same ning, for was the B Thorne person.” piece of | ht; none fo ps of ave simply str folded in of lower exac ng th really “Information that will make you any | mica-covered ! she “Always your sweetheart, Jack?"” she questioned, a catch in her voice. “Always—and forever more.” Later, with dinner over, Jack'and Slsa returned to the music room, accompanied by Mrs. Winslow. “Come EI a game of Russian bank,” said Mrs. Winslow crisply, drawing a card table toward them. Jack was an interested spectator as the game progressed, with Elsa proving the more expert “Dear me,” Mrs. Winslow claimed, totalling her losses. you change a five-dollar bill, g Flsa produced a shabby leather bill folder. In withdrawing some treasury notes she exposed the section for holding identification cards, and Mrs. Win- slow's eyes lighted on it Oh, vou have a driver's permit,” cooed, craning forward in her endeavor to read what was writ- ten on the card, but her curiosity went unsatisfied as Elsa closed the bill folder. “I used to drive a car,” she ac- knowledged. “Here is your change, Mrs. Winslow; surely that is your husband’s voice in the hall.” Arnold Winslow came in even as spoke, bringing with him a stranger to Elsa, but judging from Mrs. Winslow's cordial greeting, an old friend of the family. “Elsa,” Winslow stopped by her chair. “This is Doctor Kane of Boston,” and the girl looked up in- to a pair of steel gray ey as her hand was taken and held in a pow- erful grip. “Jack.” wheeling abrupt- Iy on his adopted son, “I promised vou would call for Bates and Glover for the pa tonight. Is your car in the sarage?” but for a second Jack did and his face held a repel- ex- “Can she not 1e stir look ¥ became conscious that some- thing was wrong. As the front door closed with resounding bang upon Jack's retreating figure, Arnold W low broke off his animated chatter with Dr. Kane. “My dear, T have perhaps taken much on myself, but with Jack's terest at heart, you must forgive 1y blundering on my part.” Winslow cleared his “Jack happiness 1s hound you." he said. “He desires h:?ce all clse an early marriage; but—but—" “But in my crippled state E s vering lips barely enunciated the words. That": Winslow vield to ¢ I've brought you.” FElsa dened looked her. meaning, throat. up In the point” broke In Won't that crippled state rt surgical treatment? Dr. Kane here to sce the pupils of her eyes wi- to twice their normal size, at the three people facing T don't quite get your she faltered, One Day Only! Tomorrow y Olwer 2 1. 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