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>■■■■'■■ . ■ ■■■■—■■ ■ ■■ ' The Long Green Gaze A Cross Word Puzzle Mystery By Vincent Fuller .__ _._ ^ fContlnnt-d from Tnkrda.v.) He went fir^t to the butler's pan try, and strangely enough, found Soames In it; but Soames had heard nothin* of a list of definitions, lie ‘rled Johnson, the maid, next. John son lopkcd at him with honest blue Scandinavian eyes, that made him a little ashamed of his persistent ques Honing. She, too, knew nothing ot a list. Besides the guests in the front of the house, there remained only Cordelia, the nettro cook. He had dif ficulty In explaining to Cordelia what he was after. "Ah don’ "know nothing ’bout no cross-word puzzlers. Ah just has ma cookin' to do, an' ah does it, an' ah ain't gvylne to do it much longali, neither. Ah done tole Miss Minty ah ain't. Ah ain't gwlne to stay in the same house with no nuir derail, on'y they won' let me go. No, sail. But ah knows who done 'that muhdah—It's that theah Jilack man with the mop on his naid."% Her voice sank to a whisper with her words, and lier large black eyes rolled. "You ’all jus’ malik ma words—he's the man what done that. Ole Cor delia knows, honey.” "That's just becauss he's strange, Cordelia.” "No, sab. He done it. and ah tell you he's gwine muhdah me next, lie's trying to work a voodoo on me.” "How?" "He done It last night. He shove it undah ma doah.” "Slipped w-htef under?" "Ah told you. A charm. On’y he cain't voodoo me. Ah knows a thing or two, ah does. Ah found It this mawnin' and ah—" She chuckled. . "You did what?” "Doan you go an’ tell nobody, Mr. Theodore, an’ all'll tell you. . . . Ah done slipped It undah the pillow of that no count Johnson woman.” "You—" Ted did not wait to finish his sentence, but went up the hack stairs as quickly as he could go without exciting suspicion, and knocked on the door of Johnson's room, which was just off the ball room on the third floor. There was no answer. Softly he opened the door, crossed the room, flung back the pillow, seized a sheet of paper and ran to his own room. It was the list of definitions. "Now we’ll see who's running on the right trail,” he sakl. Burke's words were still rankling. "The thing 1 hat'll make that hoy back water is Europe ••Day by Day ___ By O. O. M’IXTYRE. Paris, March.—Gay, in a manner of speaking, Pares is one place where men and women may indulge the "most fantastic ideas of dress without • public ridicule. There is indeed no limit to tills sartorial Indulgence. A comic strip type of Englishman is often seen about town. He is fall and gangly. There is a monocle In Ills eye and a liowler clapped far down over his ears. Ills dove white spats have gold buttons. His puff tie is turkey red. If lie appeared in a New York play, George Jean Nathan would cry. Then there Is a fellow who wears a. liny pink cap. Tufts of gray hair sprout out at the side. His trousers are brown with pink stripes down the sides, llis coat Is a bilious yellow with two huge pearl buttons in the lack. He is a dancing teacher in Montmartre. In ft wine shop on Hue de Rtvoll is the proprietor who lias extra long mustachlos which lie braids. An old cabbie whit, has a stand In front of the Cafe de la Paix wears a drop earring In one ear and one high topped boot on one foot and on the other a sandal. The colored bobbed wigs of green, red and white are seen In all smart cafes at night, hut they are worn mostly by the demi-mond. The idea that the Parisian woman Is the best dressed In the world Is another undy ing myth. American women beat -hem at their own game. The most smartly clad of the species in Paris is the midinette. She has a dash and her cheeks ,are not blotched with cosmetics. She Is a duplicate of our corn-fed girls In America. The French woman be gins to show her age early. And then to he coy and kittenish she flosses up like a circus horse with spangles, plumes and everything. ^ A pleasant caller today was Dr. Edgar O. Lovett, president of the Klee Institute. He has been travel lug through Europe for several months, making educational surveys / of one sort and another. X don’t know, but I have a sneaking Idea that Dr. Lovett Is Just a bit home sick. He is pining for Houston, Tex., and knowing Houston I cannot blame him. Basil XYoon, an American corres pondent, has written a hook on Paris, i searching study of Paris from the ltitz to Montmartre. It Is to be pub sited in America. It I* dedicated to his wife, who "had she not l»t me out. nights this material would never have been gathered." Mr. Woon mar .-•led a French lady. He ha a been in Paris seven years. London Is his birthplace but America Is his love, despite the fact he landed there 12 years ago Jobless and with a capital of 2 cents. « The hinterland's cry that the beat thing about New York la the train back home can he duplicated here. My passage home was delivered to day. It buoyed me up as nothing else has. I expect to knock about a week longer and then sail for the best bit of land on the globe. The fact I" I am fed up on petty grafting. I have reached the point where when there Is a knock at the door I Instinctively reach for a franc. I have horrible dresma of hundreds of hands reaching out toward me. I curse myself for my cowardice and do nothing about It. A hat check girl today accepted a tip for a casual serv ice and then asked for more. And weak-willed ninny that I am I gave It to her. O sol* mil! A drive to Versailles this afternoon i efreshed my spirit*. 'Hie sweeping besuty of the palace and garden* nl v.ays leave* me breathless. .The last time* I was there was several hours after a famous Bluebeard's head went plop Into a basket. The guillotine wns • •111 (her* that morning and yet de ..pit* the greweom* touch outside the ;*lac$ gates you entered to loee sll ineipiiry of it In lb* memory of i'rance« royal splendor tliat la gone ft little publicity," he thought. Anil he remembered that Charlie Hoive, a college friend, was one of the report ers who had covered the case the lirst day. and had been around the house with the detectives oti larlotis occu slons. Ranking the door, he sat down at the window, copying the definitions on a sheet of notepuper. Fortune waited on him. Howe was Interviewing Cor delia In the kitchen, and the detec tives were still In the dining room. With a beckoning finger he called Howe Into the hack hall and explained what he had found. "And here's a copy I’ve made for you if you want It. . . . There's Just this about it, though. This Is a favor I'm doing you. If It works out that It means something—If somebody in the house really has suspicions and is. giving them this way, then it's a scoop for you. Isn't It?” Howe nodded assent. “Then there’s just this. There's a girl in there, a third cousin of mine, Janet Marsden. I'll swear on seven Bibles that she's not Implicated in this in any way. Say, can't you soft pedal her name just a little? This Is had enough for all of us. 1 don't care what you say about me or anybody else. But she's just a kill, and starting out in life, so to speak, and—” „ ”1 got you the first time, Dunseath. One good turn deserves another, thanks a lot. I’m off.” The closing of the back door cut off the lest of the words he was saying. Ted turned toward the front of the house, and then stood rigid, with cold chills running' up and down his spine! Suppose this puzzle implicat ed himself? And like a fool he had given the thing to a reporter, of all people, before working It out! He opened the back door, but Howe was gone. He saw only the dreary land scape of November and a plaln olothesman who was watching the door front the garage. j nere was Homing to au our re tfirn to Janet. But again he hesitated, pondered, and after obtaining a copy of the morning paper returned to his room to work the puzzle. One by one the words went In ami little by little the squares surrounding the skull anil crossbones design were filled. Even when he had finished, he was so dazed that It meant nothing to him. hut his eye caught filially the asterisk before three, of the words, and In sat bewildered. “The devil!’’ w-as all he could say. and: “Now wouldn't that knock you off the Christmas tree!” His first Impulse was to rush for Burke. His second Impulse was to stay where he was, letting the facts! Indicated In the puzzle take care of themselves, and depending on Howe to stir Burke into some kind of ac tlon. He compromised the two lm pulses by going down to join the other guests, and so awaiting the course of events. Jarvis met^hlm at the door of the library and took him across the hall to the parlor. "I might as well tell you, Theodore, what we've just heard. It will be in the papers tonight, any way. The chemists have found that there was poison in the body, but so far can find no trace of poison In the food—which seems a little strange, you’ll admit. It would almost seem to Indicate that, she was not poisoned at breakfast, but we know that she must have been, since every indica tion points to the fact that death was instantaneous. Another point the chemists haven’t cleared up Is the na ture of the poison. They can go only so far in thpir analvsls of It, and no further, It seems. Burke Is confident they'll trace It down. Well, I hope they do. They must be an uncom monly incompetent hunch If they can't. The rest all know this, a.s l say. . . . You haven't heard any thing yourself. I suppose?” “Nothing that Burke would listen to. I suppose we all have some theo ries. . . . Only I'm taking your ad vice on that and not mentioning them except to Burke, and he has Ideas of his own.’’ "So I've gathered. Well, let's Join the others.” They had not been In the room half an hour before Burke, with a flushed face, was calling Ted Into the hall and leading him back to the dining room. “You've got me In a devil of a mess, Dunseath, with this darned cross word puzzle. Did you give out any stuff to a reporter?” “I did." And Ted told him what he had found and what he had done. . “Why didn't you bring the stuff to me?" “That’s a pretty way to talk now! Why didn't you talk that way earlier? I told you what I thought ought to he done, and you laughed at It and told me to go ahead, and I did." “You sure did. I Just got a call. The whole town's wild—wild, I tell you! The Chronicle Just got out an extra edition with the skull design -, al! at it. The city is crazy on the thing. I'll bet every traffic cop in town is holding up traffic to work that thing, and nobody cares, because they're all working It—and here I am —right on the Job and know nothing about it. I've a good mind to paste you one in the Jaw for balling things up that way. Give me that puzzle'," “t ertalnly. Would you care to have me help you work It?" “Have you worked It yourself?" "When would I h«\e had time?" "Vou take time now. . . . And—let me see whoever wrqfe this sure tried to disguise his handwriting. It's printed, ltke. a sort of Old English lettering. ... U fan lie traced, though. I'll have to get specimens of their— get to work on this, will you?” (To He Continued Mnnrtm.) County Clerk \ppointetl. Sidney. March 2?.—Henry Pavlat has been appointed by the county commissioners to fill the unexpired term of O. O. Otten, county clerk, re signed. __ Chile! Die* of Meningitis. Bridgeport, March 27.—4*lara Bell Bleshem, 3 year* old, daughter of Me and Mr*. Beonard Bleshem, Is dead as the result of meningitis brought about by an injury to her head. Ten day* ago ehe fell agalr * a etove and burned her head slightly The burn na* healing nicely, whet she fell again and broke the scab causing blood poisoning that deter oped Into meningitis, from which it* died., I THE NEBBS SOCIETY'S CRUST. 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