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The Clin Ion Chi^nicle, Clinton, Thursday, March 15, 1934
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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.
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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
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“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. Fhther may keep letter’s; If
we find Jim Prankiin’s tile, it will be a
big help.”
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