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w f : >■ V - I / r —-'f — , I / t ^ \ The Clin Ion Chi^nicle, Clinton, Thursday, March 15, 1934 t Bit Hiimoroi l! NOT FOR RASTUS Lucinda was testing the devotion •f Rastus and she said: “Suppose It’s s dark night an* we’re in a deep woods, an’ a boa-constrictor coroes a wigglin’ thn)ugh the grass an’ a wlld-^ cat a boundin’ through the brush an’ a lionj roarin’ an’ rankin’ fer os a mile a minute. What is we goln* to do?” Rastus scratched his head and ex* claimed: “Dar ain't goin’ to be no ‘we.’ I ain't a goin’ to be there, no sub !** Velvet Pew ^ You really ought to come to Shrimp- ton with me next summer. I had a wonderful time there this year. 1 won a beauty competition. Ruby—No, I think I’d rather go to more crowded place.—Calgary Her ald. One Adventege Blinks—A wife has one advantage OTcr the car and. the dog. Jinks—Yeah? Whatta you mean? Blinks—The license you buy when you get her lasts until you get a new wife, and doesn’t have to be renewed every year.—Cincinnati Enquirer. THAT’S THE OCCASION . > “She looked killing.’’ “How can a woman look killing?’’ “I suppose it i!^ wlien she looks daggers.’’ Double Service “I suppose paper napkins are eco nomical’* “Yep, some'lfire "printing the menu OB them.” THE FUVOR LA-ST-S EVERYWHERE WEDDING MARCH Murder by Monte Barrett Copyright. ISIS, by th« Bobbc-Mcrrlll Oe. - WMU Service. No Work After Hours The maid spoke sharply through the door. “No, I can’t give you any thing. You'll have to come back after five, i\hen madam is here.’’ “I’m sorry, mis.s,’’ said the beggar. “My hours are only 9 to 5.’’—Boston Transcript. Early Bird Suitor (sighing)—Well, since you don’t want to marry me alter all, jier- haps you’ll return my ring. Girl (acidly)—If you must know, your Jeweler has called for It al ready.—Moustique. Staying Powar “Your wife seems a garrulous woman.” “Garrulous? Why. If I suddenly went dumb it would take tier a^eek to find It out.’’—Her Lustige Sasche. When Old Aga Beg’n* A magazine article is headed; “When does old age begin?” We are reminded of an answer to tlie same question once made by a lady who did not lo<tk her years. “To me,” ■he said, “old age is always 1.1 years older than I am."—Boston Transcript. Tkoan Confarencas •— — First Business Man—Was the con ference a success? What did you decide? Second Business Man—It was great. We decided to have another conference next week. ■wwwwawswwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww SYNOPSIS ^ Waiting in tha minister’s study, Jim Franklin, about to be married to Doris Carmody. is -stabbed to death. Callis Shipley, one of tha .bridesmaids, is ob> vlously in a state of anxiety. Peter Cardigan, noveliat. and amateur detec tive of soma note, with Sergeant Kil- day. of the New York police, begin tha official in.vaatigatlon. Franklin, while waiting, had many visitors, among them his mistress, an actress, **Choo Choo" Ti^ain; his intended wife's father, Ambrose Carmody; her brother, Hylia: , Daniel. Bullls, well-known politician, and an unknown woman In a blue frock, who had quarreled openly with Franklin. Rylie Carmody admits try ing to stop tha wedding, after being informed by Webster. Spears that Franklin was still, friendly witlj Choo Choo, despite his approaching mar riage. Kilday secures the dead man’s keys. Callis Shipley is somewhat con tradictory In. -bar anawars to-Qwaationa, but the investigators learn nothing of Importance. An interview with Daniel Bullls is also fruitless. Webster Spears admits informing Hylle Carmody of Franklin's relations with Choo Choo, for Doris Carmody’s sake, in the hope of preventing the wedding. He and Doris had had a boy-snd-girl love af fair. Fletcher, Franklin’s man-servant, la retice.nt. CHAPTER IV—Continued —9— “Then how does It happen vou knew him.” “He gave me his name, sir. Mr. Car- mmly seemed rather—er—flustered, you might say. sir. He told me who he was and sjild that It was Important that he see Mr, Franklin at once.” “I see.” Kilday leaned acaihst the table, arms folded across his chest, I “Who else was here?" 1 “.Mr. Dunlmr. lie told me about the—about Mr. Franklin’s death.” “Mr. Dunlmr?” The d<>tectlve weighed the name. “.Milo Punhar?" I “Yes, sir. He was .Mr. Franklin’s I partner.” I ' “When was he here?” I “Tills evening. Aiiout six o’clock, I think. lie told me—” “Yes, yes. I know,’ the sergeant In terrupt oil “But wha( did he want? He didn’t come here Just to tcdF you’ wliat had bappeneil.” Fletcher Shrugged. “He was look ing for Mr. Franklin’s will. He said he was sure It was here, somewhere.” "Oh! And did he find It?” “No, sir. There didn’t seem to be any papers here of that nature;” “.Ml rlglit. Wlio el.se was here?” Kllday’s manner was hrusk. Fletcher smoothed flie thinning hair flat across Ids forelicad with a care ful hand “I believe tliat was all, fir,” he said. “How about tlie telephone? Were there any messages?" “Yes, sir. ,^Ir. PanUd Bullls_enlled several times, nnd left liTs numN*r.” “When was tliat?” “At various times, all day, sir. He began calling early this mornUig, and called refamtedly. from then on.” | —“.Whfn>cMr. Franklin came In, dur ing the afternoon, did you give him Mr. Bullis* me.ssages?” “Yes, sir. I told him he had called.” “What did Mr. Franklin say tlien?” Fletcher shook his lieud dubiously. “Mr. Franklin didn’t want to talk to Mr. Bullls,” he said. "He turm-d to Mr. Boyce and said, ‘1 guess I know what he wants,’ and Mr. Boyce said, ’Let him sweat, Jim.’” £ “Then Mr. F'ranklin never called Mr. Bullis?” “No. sir.” “Did Mr. Bullis phone again, after Franklin and Boyce had left for the church?” Kiiday’s ■ interest was ob viously aroused. “Yes, sir. Several times. I Anally told him that Mr. F’ranklin couldn’t be reached today. That he had al ready gone to the church, to tie mar ried. He didn’t call after that.” > The sergeant puffed his cigar In •lienee. Under his breath, Beter whis tled tunelessly. Bullis had trle.d all day to see Jim Franklin, who knew what he wanted, but refused to talk to him. That obvious, from the con versation Fletcher had overheard be tween Franklin and Nick Boyce. But whether he wanted tov or not, Frank lin had seen Bullis—at the church.« Not exactly a new lead, but an Inter esting sidelight to ah old one. Boyce knew why Bullis had been so anxious to see Franklla Kilday resumed the questioning. “Who else was here today, Fletcher?” Once more the man bru.shed his lorehead - thoughtfully, “That’s- ail, •ir.’’»he replied Anally. “You’re suref’ The seFgeant evi dently didn’t like the way the man hesitated over his rep'lies. His man ner was too guarded. “I’m quite sure that was all," Fletcher replied. His round eyes blinked at the detective solemnly. “I- have been here all day.” “How about rhoo Choo Train?” Peter questiohed for the first time. , His voic*e wa's purposely harsh. He hoi>e<) to Jar an admission from the Baan. ' \;h*TBut you know Miss Train, don’t f you, Fletcher?" The man nodded, reluctantly, Peter ^thought. - Then he volunteered, “She phoned this morning, and Mr. Franklin told her he would see her.” Again Peter thought of the woman In blue. “Did any other n’oman tele phone this morning?” , Fletcher .appeared to ponder, then shook his head. “See here, Fletcher," the novelist’s tbne was conversational now, “I im agine you knew quite a bit about Choo Choo Train, didn’t you?*’ The man only bllDked; “Can’t you answer me? What did you know about this woman?* "1 think she was very fond of Mr. Franklin,’’ Fletcher said slowly, "but I can’t say that I know much about her. She’s an actress, I believe.” “I mean, did she come here fre quently?^ Have 3'ou seen much of her here? Did she have a key to this apartment?” Peter’s questions crowd ed one another Impatiently. Tlie servant’s manner grew more de liberate than^ever. “She has been here a time or two. sir, when I was here. As to your other questions. I’m afraid I can’t answer them. Per haps Miss Train—” “No. never mind Miss Train.” Peter brushed the suggestion aside bruskly. "What other women were in the habit of coming here?" Fletcher’s eyebrows raised doubt fully. “Women?” "There were others, weren’t there?” The man shrugged. ”Of course, from time to time. Rut I am a ser- vant,” he smiled deprecat I ngly. , “Mr. Franklin never took ine Into his edn ftdence.” Peter felt that the man knew more than he was admitting, but felt equal ly sure lhat It would be difficult to f “Find Anything of Franklin’s Will Yet, Mr. Dunbar?” wring any <lamaging admisslnu from lilm on the suhje'er of women. F’or this he yielded idtn a reluctant admir ation, but it did not lesson Ids impa tience. “Wliere did Mr. F'ranklln file his cor- ^respondenoe?” Kilday resumed tlie questioning. “Perhaps we can learn something tliere.” F'letcher led the way to a desk In tlie next room, wiilcti hotfi the .detec- live and the novelist searclied. with out success. Bills, tiiey found, one from a florist wliicli interested Kilday, until he perceiveiKtliat tlie flowers had gone to Porls f’armody. Tliere was h1.so ojie personal -note., iK-nciled by Nlik Boyce, reminding p’ranklin of a lunrlieon engagement. i Nothing else of a personal nature.t “Did Mr. Punliar And aiiytldng at allf” “Only wliat you 8i*e liere, sir.” “Wh«*re else would we lie apt to find his letters, FMetclier?” Peter faced the servant. “I'm afraid tliese are the iinly per- soimJ papers lie; kept, sir,” “H'm. We’ll have a look,” said Kil day. But though they searched the apart ment thoroughly, room by room, F'letcher apparently had told the truth. Nowhere could they find any trace of personal cotresiioBdenre which mi/ht yield them a clue to the identity of* the mysterious woman in blue who had quarreled with F'ranklln in Doctor Abernathy’s study, at or near the time of the murder. When they left, Peter had a feeling that F'letcher. somehow or another, had outwitted them. Yet he was sure there had been no [lers^mal cor respondence filed in that apartment.- Kilday glanced at his watch. It was ten o’clock. “Still too early to turn in,” he said. “Suitpose we go hav^ a talk with Punliar. He miglit (be able to help us with this w’oman in blue. The least he can do is Identify* another key for uk. One of these p"ob- ahly opens F'ranklin’s office.” By looking In the telephone direc- tory*at a corner drug store, tliey dis covered the slain man's [lartner lived nearby. , ' The attorney difl not keep thean waiting. “PirT glacl you’ve come,” he said In greeting, “if I can iie of any help." “You can, Atr.;Dunhar. We’re try ing to locate the mysterious woman In blue, who visited Jim F'ranklln in I Doctor Abernathy’s study at about, the time of the oiurder, Y'ou were there when the doctor (Jesirihed her. Doe^ she fit any woman of your acquaint ance?” Dunbar smiled faintiy, “I’m afraid there are tqo many women who wear blue. Sergeant Can yob' describe her more fully?” ' ' “Unfortunately," Kilday ' admitted. “Doctor Abernathy is the only' one who saw her, and that's as much as we have to go on. However, as F'rank- lln’s partner, I thought you might be' able to help us. At least, you might be able to give us a list of his women acqualntajnces,. . which would be of great value in the investlgal’on.” “I’m sorry,” and Dunbar looked as though he meant it, "but I’m afraid I will be of little help along that line. Y^ou see," he explained, “Jim’s Inter ests and mine were entirely different. We did nbt move in the same circles. As you probably know, he was quite a politician and* a great mixer. That was his strong point My forte was law. It didn’t make a bad combina tion, Jim’s wide association and pop ularity attracted many clients to the firm. My Job was to handle the busi ness, after he got it Oh, of course,”, t^ie attorney shrugged, “Jim wasn’t a' blad lawyer, and he handled some cases. But in the main, that end of the business was under my direction. The result was that In the past few years w-e have drifted farther and farther apart, socially. “Of course, we were still warm friends, but our friendship did not extend beyond office hours. For that reason, I am scarcely in a position to help you, when it comes to his women acquaintances.” Peter found it rather difficult to put the next question to this calm, stralght-ej'ed man. "You were aware, Mr. Dunbar, that there were certain- irregularities in F'ranklin’s relation ships with women?” ■ The- -attorney nodded slowly. ”4t was too bad," he said. “One great weakness in an otherwise strong char acter.” “But you don’t know any of these women ?” Dunbar hesitated. “Yes. I knew of this actress—the one they call Choo Choo Train. I lielleve that affair was common knowledge. Jim made no secret of it. She—this woman— phoned him at the office tills morn Ing.” Peter showed his Interest. “Jim told "^me of it,” Diinhar ex plained. “It -seems that she was de termined to j^tteud the wedding. If was quite a social event, yon know. F>idently this woman had certain am hitlons along that line.” Jle smiled faintly. "IMd F'ranklin tell you how he feif about tliat?" Kllilay queried. “Oil, yes. Of course he would nof fiermlt it. That was wliy she phoruMl They quarreled about it. I believe Jim told me about It liecause it wor Tied him." “Tlien he liadn’t Itroken off witli this woman?” I’eter made no elTort to stifle ids Rurprl.se. Duntiar stiook Ids head. “I tliiiik not. r believe Ills quarrel with i'hou Choo 'lYalii, over a wedding invitatioh. was tlie first iritimatioii lie liad that It was going to he (llflicult to play tlie dual role of lover ntiil liridegrooui.” “But Clioo Clioo wu.s not file woiiiau In blue.” It was not a question. I’«‘tfr . was merely (liinkiiig aloud. “That nuatiis there Is liouiid to lie anotlier woman. Sh«|> tlie one we uu’st find Are you unaiile to give u’s even a liiiit as to her identity, Mr. Duidtar?" “I’m Sorry,” the lawyer admlfted “I can’t. Of course. I know lliere liavt* been otlier woiiii*n. Quite a nuinlier of theni,| ill fact. liut I’m afraid I can’t he oif any lielp in finding tlieui."' Kllilay upiicurcd engr(i.‘'sed In the cigar he was liglding, and his voice was casual as lie asked. ‘•Find any thing of Franklin’s will yet. .Mr. Dun bar?” ”.\’(it yet, I have been to his apartr', nient, hut It wasn’t tliere. I'll pndi alily locate It at the office In the morning.” “You haven’t looked tliere yet, then?” "Not yet.” “.Ynd you didn’t tW4+FMtny4iiliig else at the apartment ariytldiig at all tldit iidglit he1[i us ill our searcii for tiiis Ollier woman, Mr. iMinbar?’^ “Not a (Idng, Sergeant. You inlglit have a look at tlie apartment, tliougli. As a rnatfer of fuel, I was only look Ing for the wllj, I mlglit have over looked something that would helj^i you.” Z' “I don’t think you didr’’ the detec tive replied ruefully. “We’ve already been there.” He offered the key ring for the attorney’s Insjiectlon. “Cun you Identify any ^f these?” ”A couple of them are probably office keys,” Dunhur replied, after a cursory'examination. "I could tell, of course, by trying them.” “How^ahout ttie little ones? Do they look like keys to the flies there, or to his desk?” The attorney shrugged. “I couldn’t say,” he admitted, “but If you’d like to try them, for yourself—’*’ “I would,” declared the detective. "Do you object to going to your office with us now?” Milo Itunhar hesitated. “My wife Isn’t well,” lie said, “but if you tlilrik *t would really help, of course I’ll do It.” -V On the way down in Kllday's car, the detective explained the importance he attached lo ttie identification of the keys. “.\nd another tiling," he added. "It's quite possible we may find some clue to tlie identity of tlie . woman In blue, if we can locate F’ran- lln’s personal file. Somewhere, nearly every one has such a file—letters they want to save—memoranda yf various iiat+HtTr—all sorts of things. .Women save programs, and that sort of thing With a man* it’s more apt to be pic tures. 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