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--— ' - ' — The Long Green Gaze A Cross Word Puzzle Mystery B\) Vincent Fuller trontlnued frmu Y«(erilR,i.) "Thank you. so much, dear." Miss Mipty said. "I needed something like that." Janet, sitting In the wing chair, still holding her crystal ball, seemed to take little interest in the applause that followed the music. “Why not ask (ihopnl to show you how the thing works?” suggested Chalfonte. *'Oh, 1 wish you would, Mr. Bose!” Janet, leaned toward Bhopal, her fear of him forgotten. "I’ve always won dered If a person really could see the future In a crystal." Bhopal bowed with his usual serl ■ ms courtesyi "Look closely In the crystal ball. Miss Janet. Concentrate on It and be still." Chalfonte had joined Miss Minty and Aunt. Emily, who had returned to the library ami were curiously fin gering the strange gifts. In the mu sic room the young people gathered about Janet and Bhopal. Jarvis, with a srteptlcal smile, spoke to his sister: ’•You’re not likely to see much of a future husband there, Jan, or any thing else, unless the ball Is a mir ror.” "You are looking into tbe crystal depths, all Is dear.'you peer closer. . . ." Bhopal's voice droned on In toneless monotony. Everyone gazed involuntarily at the crystal: there was an almost breathless silence. To Janet, the ball seemed to be expand ing, and the serpents at Its base writhed and twisted and their eyes glittered evilly. "Now a cloud appears,” Bhopal's voire resumed Its monotonous dron ing; "it grows and seems to darken the crystal hall." The people in Ihe little group bent nearer the ball, and indeed a, mist did seem to be dim ming its clarity. "Now it is vanish ing, rolling away and you are in a vast marble corridor. You look off almost into infinity. Coming towards vou down this endless corridor Is a -peek which grows larger and larger as you advance." Bhopal's voice was only a drone of meaningless words as unconsidered as the hum of Insects In summer. As If in a dream, Janet found herself moving down the tie mendous corridor towards an advanc ing figure which she now saw to be a man, though the face was as yet un distinguishable. "What's all this foolishness?” Aunt Emily's harsh vole" broke the spell. "Crystal gazing, eh? Well, I don't approve of that, nor allow it In mv house.” Janet shivered and sighed. Looking up she met Ted's intent gaze. “Bee, 1 wish she'd waited until I’d made —-- " \ New York ••Day by Day k_J By O. O. M’INTYRE Paris, March 'J4.—Gambling houses are operated here tinder government license. The most luxurious of the lot is on the Rue de la Raix over DunliiU's tobacco shop. My cicerone was an American whom I suspect Is a runner for the establishment. The visitor must sign a police card giving his name, year he was born, occupation and other intimate details. The card goes to the Prefect of Police. Formal dress is required. The place is known as a club and regulations are strict. A police official stands at each table. Loud talk is forbidden. The patron may not take a drink at the gaming table. He must go to the bar in another part of the establish ment. Women are not permitted In gambling rooms although there is a reception room where they may Vair for. those who gamble A ten course dinner with wine ami cigars is served free. So far as I could determine there was not an American at the tables. The stakes are high and under the brilliant lights was a sea of pale faces. The croupiers Interested me. Kvery pocket In their clothes is sewed up. Faeh night before they leave they are searched by an Inspector. They are not permitted to have cuffs on their trousers. Their pay In tips Is high for France. They average $30 a night. 1 saw the son of a famous Parisian jeweler loose $2,000 at baccarat In shout, two seconds. He fainted. If a patron has extremely heavv losses he is not permitted to leave the building alone. He is followed to the sidewalk. The Idea Is to prevent suicide on the premises. There are about 22 of these clubs In Paris. The proprietors grow rich by exacting the unfailing rake-off. On s sunny day Paris flowers put In habiliments. Rut on rainy days the drahness Is reflected In dress Consequently when t wore a light suit under leaden skies my American friends told me I was a mild affront to (he French, i hope diplomatic r< latinos will nr’t be strained. tn an absent-minded moment I dropped n trlegiamine pnenmntlr In a mall box at my hotel. I told the concierge about it, imping that when the mall carrier came and opened the box tie would tie able to retrieve tt. Instead the corn-large took a long ruler and patiently fished every letter out of the box. The last one was mine. He dropped the rest liack Into the slot. In America such tampering would. If dlseovered, send a inan to Jail. The concierge made no effort at secrecy. The muffled foot heat a - of market horse* at midnight Is somehow sooth Ing. In tile front sent the driver Is almost Invariably sound asleep. lb1 horse knows the way. And you soon learn to love these animals There Is so much patient resignation about them ns they plod along with their earts of carrots, cabbages and other vegetahles. A regular Normandy ruin struck' Paris today. It was slanting nnd ns opaque ns a curtain. In a nelgborlng courtyard and old man with a fan Hive heard has been sitting on a bench for two hours I culled a floor waiter to find out vvhv h exposed himself to the torrent*, "lb nlwn.v* *11* out In (In i - * *ii." he replied lint lie did nut I, now the i. . -on vv liv I'»rls cver urn xpl'ilmihle The farm peasant resemble* s bel loon about hi soar. Ills blue blouse Is heavily starched and puffs mil from his body. Tits collars nurl ruff' ore embroidered. Ills body Is gnarled from unceasing toll lift seems s pastel of vv or. ^ (C'oviulslit. l.'.d, , sure that my future husband was I dark-haired and snappy,” she pouted. "Now to keep you young people out of mischleg," Emily announced, "I've bought some crossword puzzles. Working them will help your vocabu laries and Intelligence generally. 1 ! thought quite a while about w lull we'd all do for amusement, and 1 de cided on these. I want you each to uo at least one before you go up to bed. And if you like them as well as T do you'll want to do them In bed. You'll find unabridged dictionaries in the various rooms—1 like to have them wherever 1 happen to tie wink ing a puzzle." "The old girl looks darned near human." Ted whispered to Janet ".See her face—It's rosy. Emily's lit tle surprise party!" "And, Theodore—" Emily's face sobered. "I want you particularly to make an effort with these. They may act as a tonic for your brain.” -'You might he right at that, Aunt. Lead me to 'em. I challenge any of you to beat my time. I warn you in advance that I'm the ponhelleiilc champion.” It was not unlil midnight that they ceased work. "That's enough for one night.” Emily said peremptorily. "I've finished mine—and it was a hard one, too." With a wave of her hand she silenced llieir protests: "But we're not through. Aunt." "No matter. That will give you something to do tomorrow. Every body to bed now'. Breakfast's at eight, and you're all to be down on time. Tomorrow's going to be a full day." Miss Minty was the last to leave (he library. As she snapped the switch, leaving only the hall light slanting In upon the table, the bronze Idol leered at her malevolently. At the same Instant, a soft footstep sounded near the door. Stic started. But it was only Hnatries making sure of the locks. "flood night. Sonnies," she said, and hurried up the stairs. Safe in hei own room at last, she locked the door aud undressed slowly. The idol pos sessed her thoughts and it was one thirty before she snapped out the light anil went to her door again to make sure that it was locked. She stood there a moment after trying It, list eniiig intently. (Somebody brushed past. There was an unmistakable soft football, as of somebody in stock inged fegt. Weakly she sought her bed, and reassured herself, under the covers, that it was i.nly somebody on his way back from the bath. CHAPTER H Death. As was her custom, the next morn ing Emily JJunseath woke at seven thirty and railed for Miss Minty. Minty, as much servant, as compan ion. entered the room on tiptoe and raised the window shade. "Put It higher,” Emily commanded, “and get the morning paiier. I want to sea about yesterday's cross-word puzzle. That lower left corner—" The paper was brought. "Now get out my blue crepe dress and the black pumps. I'll show these youngsters 1 can dress as well rs they can." Minty laid out the dress and brought the pumps. "Now comb out my curls—but hand me my teeth first." Minty started for the curls, veered at the second com mand, caught up the tumbler of water containing the teeth, and straightened the curls on the dresser. "It's just ns I thought," Emily ron tinned, after adjusting her teeth. "That was one of those smart definl Hons. 1 thought the thing that ceased In 1P1S was the World War or the Great War. That's what any decent, patriotic person would think. But iiere it Is—sobriety. Another dig at prohibition. They ought to keep prop aganda out of these puzzles. 1 tell von. . . . Those slippers with the beads aren't the ones 1 want. Bring me the plajn black ones. K«r hea\ en's sake, use your head. Minty. At five minutes of eight she left the room, was Joined by Rose and Helen In the hall, and downstairs, found that Giant and Jarvis had pre ceded her. Ted clattered down the stairs Immediately after Janet and was soon followed by the others. At the table. Emily pushed her grapefruit aside with a murmur about acid stomach, called for an orange, ate half, and then turned to glare at Janet. "Young lady, you look alto gather too much like a giddy flapper to suit my taste. I certainly got :t pretty penny's worth when I paid for your education. In my day, any girl who came to breakfast with no more to hold her together than you have, would have been spanked and sent to her room. That's more sugar thnn I want this morning. Rose,” she said, passing a cup of coffee on to f'hal fonte and taking another. A slow flush rose in Janet's cheek and subsided. "At least," she re turned, "I don't trv to ludd a family together with a mythical will Emily glared nt her nbovc her lift ed cup. finished drinking the coffee, set the cup down meticulously in Its saucer, opened her mouth to speak then sank deep Into her chair, a look of amazement on her .. Her lefl hand caught the edge- of tin table ns she sank, her eyes bulged from Iter fate, seemed to focus on the emerald on her finger,-and dulled even ns site watched its green glimmer above tin rigid yellow linger on the white t ilde doth. Slowly her head dropped down upon her breast. "Quick, she's fainted:'' tlrnnt cried, springing up first, rtofp was at Kmlly a aide aa qutekli aa Grant, bathing bar face with a wat napkin .larvta. Soamea and Grant curried her to tin- davenport In the drawing room, aa Minty ruahed to the telephone. Kmili a great form gave no Mgn of life, "l.ooaen tier elothea," Helen adviaed. and get more water." "Hr. .Murdoch will lie here at once." Minty panted in from the telephone "He was starlinR anyway, and hej lives jus! h hundred yards down the hill.'* "It looks more a stroke to me.' Jarvis said "flet h blanket, somebody, and open the windows. Now all hut two or three of you g-nt lulu ihe hall. There'S too much confusion here Mtntv appeared with »he smelling salts and held them to Emily a nose. ' Emily Emily, she called tearfully, "it's Minty." But there was no re sult. If anything. Emily's figure re lapsed Into an even greater solidity'. Then Hr, Murdoch came, e nervous little man cm titty odd. with g'dd rimmed gla^sr*; and a gray mustache Thl* l* strange very strange. h» said. "She was in perfect health on!' day before yesterday Now all of got. get otit exc< pt Mtss Minty Presently. the doctor rushed through the agitated group outside the doo tol went to the lelephot » „ in 'he alcove utoier the stairs. (To He ( nlHsnnt Tomorrow .1 THE NEBBS THERE’S TWO SIDES TO EVERY STORY. Directed for The Omaha Bee by Sol Hess < Copyright 1925> /gaze upon that\ , LETTER AND THEN [ / 'CONSIDER YOURSELF S. MOST FORTUNATE THAT \ \ YOU ARE THE WIFE \ OF SUCH AN IMPORTANT ^-^ PERSON I «JUST REAO IT '-. 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