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THE STORY SO FAR: Judy Jason,
who is telling (he story, receives an
anonymous letter enclosing $800 and ask
ing her to bid for an abandoned church
to be auctioned (be nest day. The body of
a man identified as Roddy Kane Is found
in a chest in the basement of the church,
but disappears a few hours later. Victor
Quade finds Hugh Norcross' golf club
near the chest. A fish shed burns, appar
ently killing an old man named Brown.
I’nrle Wylie’s pipe Is found near the
shed. Suspicion hovers around Uncle
Wylie's head as he tells of his only meet
ing with old man Brown. Wylie Is
speaking.
Now continue with Judy's story.
CHAPTER IX
"Told me he had permission to
stay in that shack long as he liked.
Didn’t ask him who from. None of
my business. Old shed ain’t been
used since bootleggin' days, when
the police rounded up a cache of
liquor—'*
"Hush, Wylie. That ain’t got noth
in’ to do with this. You only saw
the poor old feller once after that,
didn’t you?”
"Time he was flshin' off the rocks,
you mean. Funny thing about that,”
my uncle ruminated. "Cloudy day
and he was over near the Pirate's
Mouth. I was afraid he might fall
in. There’s a path, but it's mighty
dangerous. I yelled at him, and by
thunder—maybe 'twas a coincidence
—but he looked around and saw me.
Then he disappeared. I tore after
him, but he wasn’t in the Pirate’s
Mouth. Climbed up the other side,
I guess. Anyway, I saw his light
time I got back."
“Do you mean that old man got
back to his shack before you did?
Beat you to it?” Victor asked in
credulously.
"Not exactly. It was cloudy and
dark, the way it suddenly does when
it’s flxin’ up to thunder, but 1 could
see he wasn't in the Pirate's Mouth,
nor sloshing around in the waters
below. I wanted to take a look at
the church, knowing about the auc
tion and all. Nella—Mrs. Gerry’s
always hankered after that location.
1 was wonderin’ if ’twould pay to
turn the building into a bungalow
and sell the inn. Nella ain't so spry
as—”
"I don’t see—” Bessie Norcross
got no farther.
"The police will see plenty." Vic
tor said. "Mr. Gerry, you’ll cer
tainly give them much to think
about. Thank you for telling us
about this mysterious Mr. Brown,
who's neither short nor tall, wears
thick glasses, uses an earphone, but
turns when he's unexpectedly yelled
at, comes from nowhere just before
things begin to occur on the Head,
is old and apparently feeble, yet
could climb into and out of that Pi
rate's Mouth so rapidly that he'd
disappeared by the time you reached
the spot, though you tore after him.
H'm’m’m, very interesting, don't
you think, Mr. Quincy?”
"Beats the way I manage with
out my chair.”
I was having a conniption over
what Uncle Wylie had said about
buying the church. It was ridicu
lous to suppose he’d sent me the
money.
1 leaned over and whispered into
Uncle Wylie's ear: "Did you send
me that mazuma'”
"Huh?”
I repeated the question, only sub
stituting the word money. He acted
dumb as anything, and started fish
ing in his pocket, and drew out some
change.
"How much you want? Only got
73 cents.”
I excused myself and ran into the
house. It was high time I told Vic
tor about that letter. He could do
stunts with it; make them all write
their names and compare the pen
manship or something.
The rooms were a mess. We’d
have to quit this business and clean
up the inn and start lunch, pretty
soon. Some of the beds had been
tossed together in my hasty search
for Roddy's diamond ring, but that
was all. My own room didn't even
have the clothes airing. I flung them
back in a heap and ran to the bu
reau.
The letter was gone!
I couldn’t believe it. Maybe it
wasn’t the top drawer, where I stuck
it under the paper lining. I tried
the others, knowing the futility. Then
I went back to the top one again,
tossing my belongings helter-skelter.
There was no doubt about it.
1 got down on my hands and knees
and looked under the bureau. I
even moved it from the wall. No
dice. What a sap I’d been to leave
it in my room. Well, anyway, I
could repeat the contents. But now
there'd be no way to get a slant on
the writing. I recalled how sprawl
ing it had been, backhanded and ev
ery which way, in the attempt to
disguise it. There could no longer
be doubt about that.
I began suddenly to be terribly
afraid. Did the person who tried
to use me have any connection with
the foul deeds whieh followed? Was
I dealing with a killer? A murderer
who knew I still had half a thousand
dollars of his in my possession?
Why the Old Harry should a per
fect stranger wish to present me
with a tearoom, anyway?
Not Aunt Nella. She'd never let
anybody do her bidding, nor pass
on a sum like that. Uncle Wylie I
discarded. Roddy Lane? But why
should he want the old church? He
did, I knew, because he'd said so.
He'd also said he was planning to
bid at the auction. ‘‘Prepare for
some lively bidding,” he’d said that
night at supper. Would he mail me
cash and then bid. too? Not likely.
Not unless—could he be that sub
tle? Could he have chosen this meth
od, for reasons of his own. and be
hiding around the Head? In which
1 case he'd blown up the bridge and
• killed Brown. The fire might have
been an accident, but the hand I'd
i seen in the sea chest wasn’t. There’s
! something about a dead hand—Ugh!
I could feel little chills creeping
up and down my spine. Any minute
I expected to hear a voice demand
back its $500. I ran into the hall,
and, as the old stairs creaked behind
me, I paced down, nearly losing my
balance, and screaming as I went.
The whole piazza rose in a mass
and came running to meet me.
"Judy!” Aunt Nella cried.
"What's the matter, Judy?’’ Hugh
met me at the stairs and caught
me to him. "Are you all right?”
"Sure she's all right.” Bessie got
between her brother and me.
"I—I’m nervous, I guess.” I fal
tered, sitting down on the stairs.
"It's nothing, really. Go-go on
with your seance.”
"See anyone upstairs?” Lily want
ed to know.
"Of course not.” Goodness, I
mustn't give way like that. “I don’t
know why I screamed. Got to think
ing of—of what I saw in the chest.”
"We're all pretty much keyed
up,” Auntie said. “Judy, you come
out to the kitchen and help me start
the chowder.”
But I wouldn’t. I signaled to Vic
tor Quade, and when he came over
to my side I whispered: "Just you.
Come.”
I went on into my little office,
and he scattered the rest. Didn’t
"Told me he had permission to
stay in that shack.”
they all want a breathing space?
Why not go in a body down to look
at the Pirate’s Mouth, and also at
the golf club, to see if someone had
borrowed Mr. Norcross'? Would they
wait for him? Meet at the steps in
ten minutes?
They would. Unanimously.
"Well, Miss Judy, what's bother
ing you?" Victor sat down in the
old morris chair where Uncle Wylie
often retreated with his pipe when
things got too warm for him in the
kitchen.
I closed the door. When 1 turned
and saw Victor Quade's glowing
eyes boring darkly into mine. I was
struck again by his odd resemblance
to Roddy Lane. If Lane had had a
brother—! But I knew better. And
when he smiled at me. how different
from the Lane leer. Such magnifi
cent teeth! I sighed faintly, think
ing for a moment how handsome
the man was. Then I plunged into
the strange incident of the letter.
"An anonymous letter, you say?"
"It was merely signed—‘A Friend.’
Inclosed were forty twenty-dollar
bills.”
"May I see this epistle?”
I felt full of confusion. What an
idiot I'd been to leave it in a bu
reau drawer—the first place anyone
would look. I had to admit I’d been
a chump: that the letter was gone.
Victor began to rock backward
and forward in the gawky old chair,
sitting up on the edge of it now, as
if the swaying movement helped him
think. He shook his head slowly
and smiled at me: “You couldn't
know, of course, but I’m afraid you
did pull a boner.”
"But he said, Don’t tell a soul.'
Oh. I'm not excusing myself. I know
it was stupid. The ‘sentimental rea
sons’ got me. And that's another
thing—before the auction, when we.
the guests, I mean, were all dis
cussing bidding in, the Rev. Jonas
De Witt used those very words.”
"What words?”
’’ 'Sentimental reasons.' He'd like,
he said, to own the old Quaker
church for sentimental reasons.”
"Used to hold services there,
didn’t he?”
"Said so. Not since my time,
though he had the Rockville con
grega—”
j Victor stopped me with a gesture. 4
"I know. We want to get going
with the rest of the crew. We can
investigate the minister and his pris
i on record later. Think you could re- ,
i member most of that letter? Where
| was it postmarked? Notice the
date?”
Three questions. The postmark
| had been Boston. The date was
blurred, but I'd found it in the let
terbox the day before the auction,
which was, as he knew. July 3.
"Good heavens! Was it only yester
day?”
Victor nodded, prompting: "So the
letter came in the regular mail, July
2? Who has come to the inn since j
then?”
"Nobody but you,” I said. "Roddy j
came at suppertime that night.”
"H-m-m-m,” Victor considered,
his strong white hands patting noisi
ly together. “Quite a coincidence. |
You get the wherewithal to buy the I
church from an unknown. Roddy
Lane arrives. There’s rumor he’s
hidden bank funds somewhere on the
Head. Lane disappears, though his
car is still here. An old recluse is
burned to death, who may have
discovered Lane’s secret horde, or
seen him uncovering it."
“But-but—you’re forgetting the
diamond ring!” I cried. "Roddy’d
never leave that. Mr. Quincy no
ticed it that night and said it was
a very valuable stone, remember?”
"Judy, before you do anything
else, jot down the letter. I’ll go
along out now. You might tear out
the page of signatures in your inn
register. Copy that, couldn’t you?
Maybe the writing of one of them
would give you a clue."
I began to shake. “You think one
of our guests did it—a double mur
der?"
"Don’t go jumping to conclusions
like that. We've only one corpus
delicti. There may be another in
the sea. If ever we get into com
munication with the mainland, we
may find out.”
"If we had some mush we’d have
some mush and milk if we had some
milk.”
"Exactly. Meanwhile, whether
Lane killed Brown and swam the
gut, or vice versa; or whether one
of the inn crowd did them both in
and is still with us, the fact re
mains your letter is probably con
nected with it. The police will tear
the church to pieces. Dig up the
basement. Blast the cliff. You get
that letter down, and suppose—” He
checked himself, staring at me in a
frowning way that made me won
der where I'd failed until he said:
"The rest of that money. Five
hundred? Judy, he may want it
back. That keep-the-change stuff
might not go for so large a sum.”
(My very thought.) "Have you a
safe here?”
I laughed at the idea. "We’re
poor,” I reminded him. "Taking
boarders!
“Well, don’t keep it on your per- j
son. Were they new bills? In se
quence?”
“In sequence? The numbers? I
didn’t think to look at them very
closely. They weren’t new. Old,
I’d say. Not in order as you might
get them from a bank."
“They wouldn’t be. Whoever sent
them is far too clever. Put them
back in your drawer. Might be a
good idea to tell everybody about
the letter you received, its loss,
and that whoever took it would find
the cash in the same place. I don’t
want you to go away by yourself
after this. Keep with somebody you
can trust all the time—like your
aunt or your uncle.”
It was then I confessed Aunt Nella
was really no relative of mine, nor
her husband, either.
I could trust him, Victor said, and
the way he glanced at me made me
blush till I was afraid he’d see it. I
reached for the register to hide my
confusion, and opened it at the blot
ter.
“Mr. Quade. look! All the signa
tures have been torn out!"
We examined the torn ledger,
hunting fruitlessly in the waste-bas
ket.
Victor’s eyes gleamed. “That’s
where he made a boner. Did—did
Lane register that night?"
“No. I put his name down, though.
See, back here. He was only a meal
er. ’One supper—75 cents.’ There it
is.”
“And I suppose everybody’s been
in here to telephone.”
“Uh-huh. Even you—when you
found the wires were cut.”
He inquired then wheq I’d missed
the letter, and I had to admit I’d
%only just discovered it wasn't there
when I went up to get it to show to
him. I hadn’t looked at it since I
hid it under the paper lining in
my bureau drawer.
Somebody wasn’t taking any
chances of having his or her signa
ture compared with the letter-writ
ing. Maybe he was afraid of not
disguising some peculiarity enough.
Experts can tell every time. But
now there's only the contents, as
you remember them, to go by.”
“Then how did he make a boner?"
“Just this: If Old Man Brown
came in here he'd have been seen
by one of the guests. Mr. Quincy is I
usually on the piazza. That Kendall j
woman is ubiquitous. No, Brown
didn't get in. I doubt if Lane did.
His handwriting wasn't there, you
say. But somebody's was. Some
body who was sparring for time till
he found and destroyed the lettei
he'd sent you."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Jewels and Dinner Hats Lend
Enchantment to Simple Gowns
Bv CHERIE NICHOLAS
I
' I 'HAT charming custom has
* been revived of wearing
flattering, prettily feminine lit
tle dinner hats for dress-up and
semi-formal occasions, together
with important jewelry to give
drama and finesse to the costume.
Just now it’s the fashion to dress
to please the men in uniform home
on furlough, and it seems according
to their “say so" that they want and
really need the uplift and inspira
tion of seeing their wives, their sis
ters, their sweethearts, their cousins
and their aunts look their most
charming selves.
In the spirit of patriotic conser
vation that now prevails it is not so
women are not buying so many
gowns as heretofore, but for now
and throughout the duration they
plan to arrive at chic and charm
and versatility by means of a care
fully selected wardrobe of inter
changeable accessories. Especially
in matter of their dinner gowns and
street-length semi-formal frocks are
they relying upon glamorous acces
sories to prettify their costumes and
give them style distinction and al
lure.
To add to the zest for this smart
formula of a simple frock topped
with a fetching millinery confection,
plus striking jewelry ensembles,
comes the assurance that fashion's
stamp of approval is on dinner hats
and swank jewels worn with either
street length or longer dinner
clothes.
In the illustration the magic of a
pretty hat that flatters, the efficacy
of choice jewelry that will glorify
even the simplest frock, is dramati
cally set forth. A gay little flatter
er is the tiny wisp of a hat shown to
the right in the picture. It is made
of curled feathers In pale blue and
brown. As to the jewelry, it is out
standing. The gold loop clip has
clusters of rubies terminating in a
diamond sunburst effect. The wide
gold bangle bracelet has a tailored
bow design set with matching jew
els. The ear clips are large gold
flowers centered with clustered ru
bies.
The adorable little dinner hat
shown at the top tells its own story
in a little sealskin pill box that takes
on a side ruffle of exquisite black
lace that flatters, whetheMt is worn
with a pretty pastel frock as you
see it here or with a slim-cut black
dinner gown. The earrings, neck
lace and bracelet are loops of gold
with clusters of pink garnets, and
the gold clips are set with the same
stones.
Everywhere at gala occasions
women are wearing entrancing lit
tle flower hats that make the entire
scene take on a springlike freshness
this season. Most notable is the
dramatic play that centers about
rose themes. There is a wealth of
beauty expressed in the dinner hat
of black net and red roses illustrated
below to the left in the group. The
gown with which it is worn is a
sleek black dinner dress with flat
tering off the shoulder neckline. The
rose corsage is gorgeously color
ful. The jewel ensemble is of Cey
lon sapphires, aquamarines and dia
monds.
Little white dinner hats worn with
ropes of pearls carry out the now
so-fashionable black and white
vogue. Also, the present fad for
pink and black is leading to a favor
for necklaces of huge pink pearls
which, ensembled with a pink pearl
bracelet and a modish little turban
of rose-pink feathers, lives up to
fashion’s ‘'be pretty” formula to
perfection.
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Yarn Embroidery
For that fuel rationing that we
needs must plan for in terms of
warm clothing you will find a “com
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tractive sweater ensemble will prove
ideal. Because gray is so smartly
in fashion the designer chooses a
gray wool for the skirt. The sweat
er is in matching gray. The color
ful yarn embroidery that highlights
the neutral gray conveys an impor
tant style message. By the way. if
you have a sweater that you would
like to touch up with color just give
it a dash of gay yarn embroidery.
You can do this easily, even if you
are not an expert with the needle.
The yoke effect suggested in this
model is very smart. The red knit
ted peaked cap completes a most
charming color scheme.
Dved W ool Lace
Some of the most attractive pastel
crepe frocks have yokes or sleeves
of wool lace in identical color. Some
times the wool lace yoke is finished
off with fringe, and at the waistline
yarn tassels are added.
Here's How You Can
"Get in the Scrap'
The idea of making the most of !
what you have is spreading. It is !
really growing to be quite a pastime
to “make over” or to utilize scraps
left over from sewing.
Gay accessories can be made,
such as quilted hats, drawstring
bags, gloves, for which patterns
are easily available. An interesting
way to make use of small fabric
pieces is to block them together
(seam them up on the sewing ma
chine if you will) and then fashion j
a smart sports skirt from this new )
yardage you “manufactured.”
This patchwork fabric has also
been successfully and attractively
worked into a pretty blouse. You
can take yarn, form it into pom
pons to place button-fashion down
the front of your jacket blouse. A
cutout from your print frock can be
appliqued on a dark blouse.
Striking Buttons, Ties
Highlight Side Closing
The side-drape fastenings give a
new look to incoming print frock
fashions. Sometimes the self-fabric
tie closing is employed. Then again
the button vogue is played up. For ;
the simpler frocks plastic floral but
tons are used all the way down the
side opening from neck to hemline
or along the under arm seam.
For dressier modes the newest ef
fect is the print that emblazons col
orful tropic florals against black, :
the side-drape fastened with gorgeous
rhinestone buttons. Black and white
prints (black for the ground) but
toned in this way with brilliant jew
eled gadgets are of outstanding ap
pearance.
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Shorter Jackets
The trend for brevity in jackei
lengths is noticeable in the newei i
models coming in. The new etons '
have lost inches and many sman
jackets are only waistline depth. The
bolero tunes perfectly into the new
movement and it is scheduled foi
smart promotion this spring.
Fold-Up Coffee Table
Made Without Nails
IF THERE is one piece of furni
ture for which our own period
will be famous it is the low coffee
table. Our own generation has
discovered that low tables are not
only convenient but give a greater
feeling of space in a room than
high ones.
Here is a little coffee table that
is as modern as tomorrow. You
can make it yourself from a three
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hardware. Just cut the three sec
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given here; place the slot of the
narrow piece of the base through
the slot in the wide piece; put the
top on, and there you are! When
not in use the pieces take up no
more space than a large serving
tray.
• • •
NOTE: Readers who have sent ior cop
ies of the series of booklets numbered one
to eight, prepared by Mrs. Spears, will be
pleased to know that BOOK 9 is now
ready. This new book contains 32 gay
and thrifty things for your home with
illustrated directions. Send your order to:
MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS
Bedford Hills New York
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Crop of the Sea
Submarine gardens on the Pa
cific coast which thrilled visitors
in glass-bottom boats in peace
time are now being visited by men
in diving helmets, picking clumps
of sea fern from the lush under
water growths. This is agar sea
fern, one of the very essential
products that Uncle Sam wants
these war days.
Agar-agar, the gelatin made
from the fern, gives smoothness
to ice cream and contains cheeses.
More important, it’s the one essen
tial gelatin for which no substi
tute has been found, in making
laboratory tests of drinking wa
ter, milk, and food to safeguard
American civil and military
health.
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