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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (April 14, 1925)
( -- New York—-■ ---Day by Day *•_ j By O. O. MclNTYRE. ^ New York. April 13 —There la an 1*1 Chinese in Tell street who sits In Itis Ultle shop window from noon nt 11 Chinatown's bustle simmers town to vagrant whispers. He seems i veil—an expressionless Buddha with unwinking eyes. He is said to l>e past 80. in all the 30 years he has been 'own there he has never been known 0 leave his shop. He knows nothing f the New York about him. His world is encompassed in what he sees while perched upon his stool. He has 1 white wife who Is seen now and t hen. She is a pallid creature wtth life ess peroxide streaked hair and the filmy gaze of the opium addict. He seems not to notice her half-ghostly presence. There is a legend in China town that his shop is merely a mig non gesture. He takes no interest in disposing of the wares on his shelf—dried fins, water-lily flour, lychees, punk sticks and packages of tea. . The story goes that he is a human devil chaser and that superstitious Chinese pay him fees to keep evil spirits awa - from i hem. I visited his shop while in the (mat ter to talk to him. But he would not ihIK and was annoyed and in his pip ing voice said: "You no buy, go away! No titlkee." I went over to see Hong J.ee, the printer, who often tells of Chinatown characters. But he re fused to discuss tills ancient. • At the mention of his name China town closes up. Another thing to be noticed in Chinatown lately Is the lack of business in the restaurants. The invasion of Chinese restaurants uptown has evidently caused a great loss of patronage. Broadway now has a dozen gilded ■ hop suey caravansaries. The Palais P.oyal has been over to Chinese lood. So has old Churchill's. They are gaudy affairs with jazz hands and huge dance floors and somehow lack lha atmosphere that Chinatown gives to them. Captain Churchill, Incidentally, 1« often seen on his daily promtnade down Broadway. He is still as straight as an arrow with a great shock of white hair and the bearing of a Chesterfield. There are no places like Churchill s left on Broadway. It was the late afternoon rendezvous for the town wits, bon vtvants, cartoonisis, writers and playwrights. His was the open handed hospitality of the small town landlord. A trembling old man rarne unan nounced to my hotel the other day. He wanted nte to become financially interested in an invention of his. For SO years he has he*|t seeking capital and he told me rather pathetically that in all that time had not received a word of encouragement. He is a watchman at night and during his waking hours by day he goes pa tiently on. He feels he has some thing that will benefit mankind If marketed arid that’ alone impels him to continue his search despite his dis couragements. Fathetlc old age touches me as nothing else does There is an itiner ant old knife grinder often seen in mid-town. He wears steel spectacles and is half blind and stooped. I saw him one day on one of those brown stone front stoops with his head cupped in his hands and there was a mist in his eyes, "t try so hard," he said, "hut nobody seems to want me." That is the fate of the old who are penniless. Nobody wants them. Spring has come to Fifth avenue. Lavender Joe with his satchel of sweet lavender has taken up his stand near St. TUomas's. The shy aid fellow In shiny blue serge who .ells the pink beribboned white pup pies is in front of the library. And the chestnut venders with their char coal pois have scattered to the four w inds. (Copyright, lift.) The Long Green Gaze A Cross Word Puzzle Mystery By Vincent Fuller (Continued from Yesterday). "There's Miss Minty, also. Is she acting too openly? Remember tills— she comes in for Chalfonte'* money now, according to the terms of the will. There'd be a motive." "Plenty of motives"’ Smith an swered. “What we need is evidence." |How about having Jarvis Mars den work on the poison in a labora tory—under supervision—to see if he can find anything?" "That's a possibility. What we want to do with him at present is just about what we’ve done: Throw Mm off his guard by pretending to take him into our confidence That was a good move, Burke, your hav ing him work the puzzle Chalfonte left. I don't believe he's told a soul." "Nope. . . . Pity that we can't trace horizontals 1 arid 35 in the puzzle Chalfonte left. About the only per son they rule out Is Grant Fowler with his big paws." "Hm-hm. Guess III talk a little with Janet Marsden. That fight that morning at the breakfast table. I'm not wholly satisfied there wasn't something back of that. Send her in, Burke." Burke's entrance brought to an end s conversation between Ted and Janet that had begun as soon as they had met downstairs. Janet, going directly to the music room, had been plgylng the piano when Ted entered and inquired: "Why not something PfiPPy?” •She had jumped from the stool. "Ted, you scared the wits out of me. I'm jumpy as I can be, these days." "Nothing to be scared about in me, is there?" He crossed the room and stood beside her. "How do I know? I'd say you were the last person on earth to be afraid of. hut in this house, at this time. I'm—well, I'm jumpy, that's all, and I suspect everybody. Even Jar vis, sometimes; he walks sround so distracted like. I can't make him out any more, or anybody else.” "How do I know you're not the murderer, or the jewel thief, or may be both, as far as that goes?” "I suppose you don't know, unless you're both of them yourself." "Listen. Jan, if theres any one thing certain, it’s the fact that you and I aren't in on this little deal. Whoever did it, we didn't. That gives us something to go on; and once this thing is cleared up, there's just this much about It: Even though it didn't come the way wo thought it would, the fact is that were going to have a little spare caah for once in our lives. Now the way it looks to me is this: dividing the estate breaks up a fine old property. Personally. 1 bate to see it cut up Into little hunks ' Well, what are you going to do about it?" "You talk like it was Impossible to do anything. That isn't so. There s something we can do about it, you ^ and me, that will keep it from going to pieces altogether." "Listen, Teddy, that's a darn poor way to propose, It etrlkes me. I'd never have thought it of you! Who gave you the notion?" "Aunt Emily, I auppose." "Teddy—" "My name's Theodore." "Listen. Teddy, this is no time for such remarks, end I'm not the one to make, them to. Go talk to Helen or Ross—or Minty. Let. me recommend Minty to you—secure, reliable, no tagte for llquof, willing to lead a proper domestic life, and to call you Theodors until death do you part-." "But, Janet, I’m serious about this There's nothing to stand in the way. now. We've been through all this together, and we know what each other's made of; and Helen and Grant are pairing off, ready to sit out the dance of life forever, and Rose and Jarvis will be cooing somewhere. Why not us?" "Ilecguse I'm not ready to sit out the dam e of life. Not even a little encore. We re not going to he kept in this ho use forever. It s only the fearing of milking It seem that were running away that kecqi* us here, I cully. And when ws gel out. we'll la. darned unlikely to go anywhere together. When I'm out of thin. I don’t want to aee anybody in the house for the neat few vears. I'll admit—If H'a any consolation to you —that you're the one person in the house that it doesn't give me the hsnby-geebies to talk to. But there* ■ lot of men outside the house who l,«ep me a lot i Miner th»n you do.” K e turned again to the piano and played softly. 1' was »' this moment that Burke appeared in the doorway. Miss Marsden want m see you s minute. 1 he said. ^ Janet squared hei elf and left, making • confused grimace *i Ted. The hour tnd a half she was gone seerrierl * dav and a. night to Ted It* ell about mv fight with Emllv •' the brea kfast table *he reported when •lie returned. "Over and over and over age in, with all their past notes spread out before them. Oh, Ted, you don't suppose they think I did it, do you? Ted, do you?" % "Of course not,” he assured her. but his arm was more reassuring than his words, and she accepted both. "Teddy, hug me or something," she pleaded "I'm going to cry. and if I do, I'll hate you forever." "Curse 'em," Ted muttered, “curse 'em, I'll make ’em lay off you. I’ll find the murderer myself. Here. Janet, here's something to think about." Holding her close, he kissed her again and again. "This is the first time since the night before Thanksgiving," he said solemnly, "but now', thank God, they mean something, don't they, 4Jan?" He ran his hand up through her shingle bob and pulled her bead back until her eves lopked full Into his own. "Don't they. Janet?" he repeated, and then cried out In sudden alarm as she sprang from his arms and found the door. "They mean only that I'm a smaller fool than I thought I was— and that you're a tdgger one!" ahe said, ^nd vanished. "Well, the devil," was all Ted could find to say. As he went into the hall, following Janet, he saw Rose putting on her hat and coat. Burke standing beside her. and Soames. already In his long black overcoat, standing with Smith by the narrow corridor leading to the porte corhere. "All right, I'm ready." Rose said to Burke, with a trace of sharpeness in her tone. Then, giving Ted a troubled smile as she passed, she went through the door, and Ted saw her enter the offl rial car that was purring impatiently under the marquee. "Soames and Rose. . . he mur mured. "Rose and Soames—and now' what ?” CHAPTER XT!!. Shadow Shapes. At the courthouse, Roae was taken to one room, and Soames to another. As Smith was following Rose, an assistant colled him aside to hand him a cablegram from Hong Kong: "Wei I,u. antique dealer, con fesses to SAlUtf; sly to eight Jade Jars each year. 8old one to Clial fonte. No Jar ever contained poison,” "That, Just shout clears Grant Fow ler, then, doesn't It?" he said, and went In to question Rose, more deter mined than ever to extract from her —nr from Soames—some admission or clue that would lead to something definite What he had found out hv eshle gram. Smith realized, Kd Howell could also discover, and prnbshly had. And tha' would mean that Grant Fowler would have to be let out on ball, at least. Retting him out would leave the department without a single valid arrest to Its credit. Everything touched up to this time had Jed no where—or almost nowhere. And there seamed no way of hurrying ths chemists, who ware still Investigating f'halfonte's death and the manner of It. But though determined. Smith had no very lively hope that he would obtain anything from Rose In *he long hours he intended to quiz her before flashing on the screen the film already prepared. At first Rose answered his ques tions easily. She told of her past life with Elfllly Dunseath. of the death of her parents when she was a young girl, of life In a boarding school to which Emily Dunseath had sent her. of vaeatlnns at the Dunseath house with the other cousins coming and goinif. "She has educated all of you cotta Ins, hasn't she?" Smith asked. "She has." « "Don't you think that very getter ous of her?” “T do. Though there are some who don't who think site did It simply (nit of family pride, It never seemed I bat way to me,” "Who were the ones who thought that ?" "( -do I have fo tell?” "You do," "Well -Jarvis Marsderi. for one, Iras said It, though I don't believe he has felt that way In recent years.” "Who else?" "Grant Fowler, maybe, and Then dore Dunseath.” "Was there any talk of that kind the night before ThsnksgivingT" Rose ernlled. “Not that I remenr her." * "Why do vou smile'’" "Tire quest Ion assured an odd one lhat was all connecting such sentl merrla with Thanksgiving "It a an odd rase Snmehodv cun nr. ted muider with Thanksgiving Was there any arch talk Thankaglv log morning’" "None" (To He Continued Tomorrow.* People Who Put You to Sleep—Number Ninety-Five. ____By Rub. G„ldb«,. T*e MEGAFHOAie MAM OAJ A SiGHT--seeiMG ujasoaj umo meLLs You ail-me umimfortamt "TMliOGS AMti oOGRLoofeS eueRVrHiMG You vxiantt *TO ^MouJ A- \ . TVte. 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