Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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Waiting la tha ainlaUr'a atody. Una Franklin, about to bo marriod to Doris Cannody, is otabbod to doatb. . Potor Cardigan, with Sorgoant Kllday. boglna tho lavootigatloa. Franklin., wbllo * waiting., had Visitors, among tboaa his nWrtMi “Ckoo .Choo" TraUu kla In- tondod wtfo's fatbor, Ambroao Car* mody; bar brothor. Rytlo; Daolol Bui* lio, poUtlelan, and a woman la a bluo frock. Ryllo Carmody admits trying to stop tbo wadding, aft or bolng Infortnad by Wabatar Spoors that Franklin was still frtsndly with Choo Choo. dosplto his approach I ng marrlago. Kllday so \iuius tns-dsdd mairi say. rrotn'tsK Ha Bhlplay ona of tha bridasmaiOs. Rylla’s frland, tho invaatlgators laarn nothing. An Interview with Bullts la . v„ ; fruitless. Wabatar Spoors admits In forming Ryllo Carmody of Franklin’s relations with Choo ChoO. for Doris Carmody’s sake, In the hope of pro- Tenting tha wadding. Platchar. Frank lin’s'man-servant. is reticent. An in- tervlew with Milo Dunbar, Firanklln’s law partner, and search of tha dead -\ man's office, reveals nothing of Im portance. Choo Choo admits her rela tions with Franklin ware to continue after his marriage. Six of the seven keys Franklin carried are traced. Kll- day decides to surest Webster Spears and have Rylle Carmody shadowed. Callls Shipley vainly tries to convince Cardigan of the Innocence of Rylle , Carmody and Spears. She and Jlylle plan to leave the city, evading Rylle’s shadow^r. Copyright IMI. by the \ WjrOPetirtoa to drive ange this CHAPTER IX—Continued —IS— “I don’t want to think r When he turned to face her Rylie’a tortured ex-, preaslon revealed hia inner agony. "Web and I have been like brothers. He loved Doris. If he killed Jim Fntnltlln, he did no more than I might have done, had I been given the op portunity.” "Oh, Ryllel Hs couldnt havo dono j J^ It I Not Web!” And when he made no answer, she added, "All the more reason we should stand by him, then. We can’t desert him now ” "It Isn’t deserting him,” retorted the boy sharply. "Father will see to hit defease. Everything that friends and money can do, will be done for him. We’ll all stand by him. But remain ing here won’t help him. Why, he'd be the first to advise us to go. If he knew." . "They’d follow ns wherever we went,” the girl objected. "It’s easier than yon think, honey Hs glanced at his watch. "Three- forty-flve. Call Flo and tell her we’re coming. In the meantime L promise to lose my shadow. Once out of town, they’ll never find us." Callls walked to the window and watched the loitering detective across the street Apparently the man was engrossed la the newspaper he was reading. A Rylle peered over her shoulder. The taxi waited, conveniently, half a block up the street He had .grown familiar with the man’s methods. When Rylle appeared at the door, the taxicab got slowly under way, so aa to’ be nearly abreast of the waiting detective by the time the young man mild reach his car. The detective Invariably contin ued hia perusal of the newspaper, ap parently taking no notice of the pro ceedings. Once he was In his car. how ever, Rylle always noticed the sleuth was close at hia heels. This proced ure had never varied. The young man rumpled hia hair thoughtfully. "I know how to get rid of him," he began, savveying the stub by hood of the taxicab critically. "1 could run away from that car In sec ond, once we got oat of the city. Sup pose I take him out Into the country and lose him. If they question me about It later, I only need to say I didn’t even know I was being fol lowed” "They might watch here and pick ap jour trail when you come back.” *T wouldn’t need to come back." Rylle's confidence was rising now. He smiled boyishly. "They aren't follow ing you. Aa soon as I leave, call up Flo and tell her we’re coming. Then catch the first train for Westport In the meantime. I’ll ’lose the detective and meet you there, at seven o’clock. Give me plenty of time, because I’ll be miles from there when I give tha't fel low the shake. I won’t take any chances of his finding na again, after I meet you.” A.._l Callls wanted to go. After the worry of the past two days, the laxy peace of Martin’s Cove was more than ever Inviting. And If Rylle were there— Rylle, without detectives dogging his footsteps. She glanced again at the side before she would agree to Martin's Cove. The only change required In Rylle's original plan was a later meeting it Westport It was agreed that Ckllls should meet him there at nine o’clock. - / Rylle lost no time In' patting his pail of the plan Into execution. With the detective’s taxicab following, .he headed, by the shortest route, for the country. He felt confident of success. He halted at a gas Nation and filled hia tank. The taxicab stopped at the drug store across the street He already knew what he would do. An open road, with the accelerator pressed to the floor. Wind singing In hia ears, snd the taxicab dropped farther and farther behind, until It was lost from view. Then a aide-road, and a second one, twisting and curving until there was no possibility of finding his trail. CeHle had several home until she was to meet Rylle at Westport She telephoned Flo and packed her bag herself, striving all the while to keep her thoughts away from Rylle. She couldn’t What If something went wrong? What if the very fact (hat he had given ihelr detective the slip In tensified the suspicions that were al ready directed at him? Now that be was gone, the plan seemed very foolish to her and she regretted the decision she had made. But It was too late now. Rylle was already gone. There would he no way to get In touch with him until she reached Westport She was tempted to phone Flo again and tell her they had changed their plans. home this-evening perhaps nothing would the thought of the Incident of the afternoon. She was still undecided when she reached Cardigan’s apartment If he la SMm manner, it late the chela ef her other docsptloas la e subtly cal culated effort to make him servo her own Internets, whatever they aright be. Grudglaglj, be admitted to himself that his Instinct had beta to offer her his assistance. He almost wished a promise. Her argument aa to Rylle’s Innocence hsd appealed to his sense of reason. .Her defense of Spears had coincided. In a measure, with his doubt that the latter could have grasped the knife that ended Franklin’s Ufa Aom Its position high on the wall of, the rector’s study. His reverie fss interrupted by the* sharp Jangle of the telephone. It was Sergeant Klldajr calling. "Grab a taxi and come on over here,” he urged. "Fra at Franklin’s apart ment” "Has anything happened?" "Some one baa broken Into the apartment But come on over, 1 tell you. Tou can see for yourself.” It was as Kllday had said. During the late afternoon. Fletcher had been absent on some errands. He had been gone about two hours. When he re turned, he had found the apartment topsyturvy, the rugs thrown back, the drawers pulled out, the closets ran sacked. He had, of course, Immedi ately notified the police. "Have you discovered what la miss ing?" Kllday was asking when Peter arrived. "Everything la sd torn ap, 1 don’t know," the servant replied dubiously. "I can’t think what the burglars were al’ec. There was no money In the house. What little Jewelry Mr. Frank lin had. shirt atnda, a watch and one ring, was not taken. There was no silver of any consequence. Mr. Frank- lln seldom took his meals here." A cursory examination could reveal nothing missing. It was apparent that some way to prove Web’s innocence. would only help, eurely there was. the burglar, whoever It may have been, M l Think That dirl Has Warped Your Judgment, Peter."/ '' Web couldn’t be a murderer I It wae unthinkable! She clung to that thought throughout her brief Interview with the novelist. It steeled her to meet the evident sueplcion with which he greeted her visit Thera was g time when ahe thought he believed her, when ahe waa tempted to hope that he might offer hia help. But the moment vanished, and when she left It waa with the hopeless conviction that she could do nothing more. Peter Cardi gan was definitely on the other aide. It seemed to her that It took far longer than the scheduled hour for the train to reach Westport Time dragged Interminably. Tet It waa only a quar ter of nine when she arrived. She had half hoped that Rylle ymrid be there ahead of her, waiting, but he wasn’t But It wouldn't be long. He was al ways very punctual. She waited on the-platform, her restless eyes seek ing out the tights of each passing mo tor car. as she heard Us approach. Tha minutes ticked slowly past, and still he did not eome. _ Nine-fifteen—n)ne-thlrty—tho hands jat her watch seemed almost to have stopped, and still Rylle waa missing. In her anxiety, she conjured up fear ful pictures of what might have hap if he had overheard Rylie'a bitter re marks concerning Jim Franklin a few minutes ago? Coupled with the sus picion with which he was already re garded, that might have been enough to cause his arrest It might be better If they did go away for e few days. "AH right” she decided at length. *T11 do It But first I must see Mr. Cardigaa Perhaps he cao help Web." "Cardigan? What are you thinking of, Callls? He's that detective fellow.” "He Isn’t a detective, Rylle. At least not a police-detective. He’s the man who writes those detective stories. Don’t you remember * how full the newspapers were ef his exploits last summer when he solved the murder of LUa Vale after the police had failed ?> If Web Is Innocent he could help us by finding the reel murderer." "Tea, and If Web Is guilty, he’d prob*. ‘ Ably help send %im to the electric chAlr," Added BjUe grimly. “Don’t ge te him, Callla. Pa afraid It would only make things worse." But in the end, the girl had bar way. it a stjpulatton that she la aa gd» had searched every corner of the apart ment thoroughly. Whatever he had sought had been well concealed. If It were here at alL This was evidenced by the Confusion evident In every room. “Now what,” asked Kllday, “was he after? It wasn't money. If It had been an ordinary prowler he would have taken that Jewelry. There Isn’t much of It, but It’s of considerable value. And If It wasn't money, what was It and how does this fit In with the murder?” He surveyed the wreckage grimly. His first effort, after h!s arrival, had been to find finger-prints, and although an assistant had made a thorough search, only one set had been found. These bad quickly been identified as having been made by Fletcher. The rooms had been dusted thoroughly that morning and, with the exception of the unknown vlaltor-whn had.left no marks, there had been no one but Fletcher In the apartment since. “One thing Is certain." declared Peter. “It couldn't have been Webster Spears. He was already under arrest" "It wasn't Rylle Carmody either,"^ the detective added dubiously. "If he had tried anything like this, we'd have had a report fnfm the man who's shadowing him. That leaves the Ship- ley girl. If this had any crnnectlon with the .murder. It was she who searched this apartment But why? What was she after?” Peter turned to the servant with quickened interest "What time was It when you left the apartment, Fletch- The advertftMMOt of a la looking for a continuing source ef supply of te ho seed Hi rim ef a hair tonic, calls to tha many uses of wild aaloMriff fiats la tha pioneer days. Bear graaat and ell perhaps had Prob er?" "I can’t tell you exactly, sir. ably about four-thirty." "And when did you return?" "It was a quarter to seven. I had dinner whlle l was out There was nothing In the house." Could It have been Callla Shipley, Peter wondered? Certainly It had been fully five-thirty when she left his apartment, probably later. He tried In vain to think of some circumstance which would help him estimate the hour of her visit. Aside from the fact that he remembered turning on the reading lamp when she arrived, there was no way he could accurately check the time. His library windows opened toward the east, 'on a narrow canyon CWERI Ing or will he wearing before the season Is over something of cotton crochet. You are supposed to have «it least one crochet garment In yonr spring and summer wardrobe and as many more aa you may be fortunate enough to acquire. The important thing to remember Is that for real chic the crocheting is done with either thread or string. The vogue for cot ton-crochet garments grows more In sistent with the passing of escb dsy. If yon are looking forward to sun ning yourself Into a perfect physical condition this summer and If you as pire to do It modlshly sod if you cro chet, the suo-sult snd the beach dress It the picture will set your fingers all of a tingle to begin with hook and cot ton without a moment’s delay.. Aa everybody knows, it Is neither hygienic nor comfortable to keep on a wet and chilly bathing suit while yon are sunning yourself. A smart sun- suit like the one centered tn thle group comes to the rescue. You can make It yourself eeaily. Crochet either of heavy knitting or crochet cotton thread or of the now-eo-popular crochet cord, which Is so beautifully soft, comfort 7 able and washable. The smart shut ter effect over the diaphragm and the clever strap arrangement of this suit are unusual notes. A pleasing variety of stitches adds to Its attractlveriest. Below, In the group. Is a stunning and versatile garment It la funda mentally a dress, but It dees all aorta of tricks. The entire dress la cro cheted of a heavy cotton crocfiet cord which la cool aad delightfully ggned to him. A wrgck! Rylle, lying dptpctIvR rhpw under a twisted mass of metal;-hia ’ * nnnn hi* frnvpd <* flmr a twisted snrsg white face drawn with pain. Or ar rested? Facing the grilling examina tion of Sergeant Kllday. Perhaps they had discovered he waa trying to run away. She walked restlessly up and, down the dimly lighted platform, striv ing vainly to thrust aside the turmoil of her thoughts. Back and forth, ahe trudged the platform. It seemed that her steps were'aa alow as the dragging time. Where was Rylle? What had happened to him? Why didn’t -he come? m tkatr | CHAPTER X • A Fresh TraU Tha memory* of Catlts Shipley*! agonised expression when he refused his assistance tortured Peter after a^e bad departed. Perhaps If ahe had made that appeal to him at first, ba- foas ha had datortad her la two efforts to docelve him, he Bright hare enlisted In bar cause. Not now. Tha vary admiration which had slmeot betrayed him Into a blind belief la her had also him wary. He Celt that poasIMj this aright* of street bordered by high apartment buildings, where dusk crept in early. For Kllday’s benefit he related the cir cumstances of that visit. “I don’t think It could have been the girl," he concluded. “This search took tli She was with me at least part of the time Fletcher waa away." • upon his frayed cigar. "Perhaps this didn’t have anything to do with the murder, after all," he ventured at length. "We know it couldn’t have been either Spears or young Carmody. Who else, besides this girl, is trying to help the criminal?" “It wasn’t an ordinary robbery," Peter insisted. The place has been ransacked too thoroughly for that It’s bound to have some connection with the crime. In my opinion. It’s ujp to ns to find, that connection. "Suppose we are on the wrong track, after all? We must be. If the only persons who will fit Into our present theory are accounted for at the time this BRIEF SPORT TOGS FOR REAL ACTION The shirtwaist dress with a skirt "snd an extra pair of pants" la a time ly suggestion • for the girl who halls any sort of excuse for shedding her shirt Shorts art accepted by the right people even though they are so often abused by the wrong people. It’s cotton time again. Among the many kinds of cotton which are high lighted la seersucker, a type which makes Its entrance In something mi raculously like a disguise. There seems to be a brisk demand for plain cottons, either white or pas tel,'by way of change. The rank and file of shirtwaist dresses are made of atrlped "’shirtings, cotton dr silk. Mrfhy of these open center front, snd fasten with pearl buttons. The shorts beneath are either separate, or are ona with the shirt, tn which ca*e the skirt Is separate. All of which makes things for the" laundress and more- -- practical for everyone^ - . ©vet, Baga, Muffs Take on Increased Proportions bags, gloves and moffs which give h fashionable finish to new cos- tumes have token on Increased propor tions to fit the long, sweeping silhou ette. ^ Bags one of mai Is almost night bag. The new sntlre front shape of *an huge. Schiaparelli makes ogany brown calfskin which large aa a small over- Uow” muffs cover tha the figure. Exactly the I pillow, made of was jearche<jjv_ „.:.4 roc {| snorted. T .think that girt recall the carried by the youf judgment, Peter. stand by my (TO N OONTINUXD. ) t^bkeia Latvia, Ilka Its neighboring repub , - . lire, Esthonla aad Lithuania, was • I part of tha Russian empire before the war. At various periods la Its history It had heea ruled by Ge fey Prtaad aad by beauties of the The newest end of fur (brel come half way up\ Others are made of n hundreds. [love* are or caracul) and tha lower ares, aamo wool as Bad la fur to match Its trim. la such bulky staffs are naturally larger these they fat It waa used la cooking, far are- dUrinal purposes aad as a hair la- vtgorator, Albert Stoll, Jr., wrtteo, la tho Detroit News When proper* ty rendered, bear of! Is considered las eapetlor to eMre 11 for table use. It has little oder unlike pork fist 1* pleasing, to the moot sensitive taste. It wae the principal fet used la the early day* far shortening and frying purpoaaa and was frequently mixed with sugar and sirups'and eaten on bread. By adding a bit of sassafras or slippery rim berk the pioneers wore able to keep bear grease and oil for months without Us turning rancid. It la well known that the "dandles" of the early days placed great store on beer grease to keep their hair sleek and shiny. Rattlesnake and skOpk oil* alee were two old reliable remedies. The former was regarded by backwoods folks as bring a specific for ring worm. rheumatism, sties and animal bites and In remote perta of some states today this remedy still mankind. The oil rendered from fatty tissues of the skunk, like old reliable grease of the wild was the first remedy sought to cure colds and other lung or bronchial all- V meets. While the fats of most wild an- mala were not so eagerly sought aft- was wasted. All could be seed to help make candles and soap, as IS still done today, but under disguised names. able, having the advantage ef lightweight so that It wlU not hang on you In a cumbersome way. Tha straight skirt fastens up the front with square wooden buttons, and It will come undone as far as you need It for a vicious serve or a flying leap on the beech. It Is backless to the waist and has two narrow straps which buttos together with the same brown buttons. The straps unbutton and slip off the shoulders for a perfect sun bath. Nets the cunning crochet cap which fits as snugly, keeping the hair from blowing about The little short-sleeved sweater with the turnover collar shown at the top of the llluxtration Is an Item you can not well do without In yonr resort wardrobe. Yon will find that it will fit In with any number of occasions. It Is charmingly made of a fine mer cerised crochet cotton, aad the lacy openwork stitch up the front lends an sir "wfifcK^Hlstlngnlshes It from tha general run of sports sweaters Have yoo seen the vogulsh two-piece frocks (blouse and skirt) whlck np- and-dolng women are crocheting of natural colored string? These string- knit dresses are s most enviable pos session snd as the summer advances you will be congratulating yourself on bring the owner of a coetume which so faithfully bespeeke a well-dressed appearance. The charm of It Is that It can be kept Immaculate In that it tabs perfectly. The skirt will especially prove a treasure, for U rea with all aorta of dainty > blouses • toWa Listen to this, for* news with n tb line the lobe of tha pictured here. At the ring la the form of gold leaf almost cov This la a most time wear. The the design for tho dip earrings that of tha patrician below in tha Fiskfasg A spotted whale-shark (not to be confused with xhe whale, a mammal). 88 feet long and weighing 2GJMM pounds Is the largest fish ever cap tured. It was harpooned off the coast of Florida In 1912 by Capt. Charles Thompson. Zane Grey, tho author, is credited with tho largest fish ever caught with rod and 11ns He hooked a striped marlin sword* fish weighing 1,040- pounds Tahiti In 199a / Mercolized BLACKMAN TOCKmmd Pi POULTRY • Blackman’s Psoltry DAISY r IY KIllf R SORE EYES fc • - . ... h