Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa on December 17, 1936 · Page 59
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MASON CITY GLOBI-GAZETTE, DECEMBER 17 1936 SEVEN Mrs. Graham Gams Consciousness Again ST. JOSEPH, Mo., (£>) — Mrs. Lorraine Graham, 24, Waterloo, Iowa, injured last Friday in a motor car accident near Cameron, Mo., has regained consciousness and her condition Thursday was much improved. Mrs. Graham, in a hospital here, suffered a skull fracture and brain concussion. SAf NOTHING OF OUSTER ACTION Wisconsin Governor and U President Talk About ^ School Budget. MADISON, wi s ., (.<?)—GOV. Ptubp La.FoUette and Dr. Glenn irtunk, president of the University or Wisconsin, faced each other across the conference table Thursday without a word about the J ral \k ouster proceedings instituted by the governor's regents. They talked only about cold facts and figures of the university's budget for the next biennium while deans and department heads sat around in a semi-circle listening intently. Two members of the regents' executive committee which will set a date for Dr. Frank's removal hearing on six charges preferred by Board President Harold M - • Wilkie were present. They made I last of her famlly . died at her farm READ THIS FIRST: Jack Reid, only witness to the murder of Sir Henry Severing in SYLVIA COLTON OF OSAGE DIES Never Away From Home More Than a Day; Last of Family. OSAGE, (&)— Sylvia Colton, 69, no mention of the university controversy. With the holidays con.ing on, Dr. Frank's trial before the board may be deferred until after the first of the year. Another way to keep from growing old is to assume that the driver will try not to hit you.— Lincoln Star. home near here Thursday. Born in Floyd county, Miss Colton never had been away from home for more than a day .with the exception of a day and a night's visit in Wisconsin. She and her sister, Sophronia, lived together on the farm after their parents died. When Sophronia died three years age, Sylvia was left alone. the chapel of his ancient Abbey, is a ne'er-do-well who has been posing: as an itinerant painter. In the chapel to steal a jeweled cross, Reid could raise no alarm at the time of the murder for fear of in- criminatinc himself. Richard Selden, summoned from Scotland Yard, questions Lady Hilda, the victim's widow, and Eric Colin- dale, Agent for the estate, who ts in love with her. He also talks with Colonel Graham, a neighbor whose bloodhounds found the body of Sir Henry In the coffin of his father, and Mrs. Thornton, the housekeeper. Lady Hilda and Col- indale are shocked by Sir Henry's will which leaves everything: to James, the butler, except an allowance for the children and his widow PROVIDED she marries Colindale. Reid, who has fallen lu love with Sylvia Lawrence, governess of the two Severingre children, determines to help Seldeu solve the murder when he learns her life and the children's are endangered. One of the mourners at Sir Henry's funeral, a Mrs. Hoiden, shows unusual interest in the Abbey. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY 1/l/L L-EMEN I- my secret, honor THE LADIES LIKE TO GET A HOOVER FOR CHRISTMAS • If you think that lingerie and hosiery and perfume are the only things on a wife's mental Christmas list, you haven't ever been around our Hoover sections at Holiday time. • For weeks the women have been garnering information, carrying home folders, asking about terms. Which is funny—for not a woman expects to pay for that Hoover out of her own household allowance. She's merely making sure that she has that $4.50 down payment straight in her head, so she can drop a few helpful Christmas hints at home. • It's that way every year. More Hoovers sold then than at any other time. Husbands pleased as punch— because The Hoover is so easy to shop for and pay for. Small monthly payments. Liberal allowance for old electric cleaners. Telephone for details. HOOVER It BXATS ai it SWEEPS at it CLEANS IKJPLE5 GAS AND ELECTRIC COMBWV CHAPTER 25 The subsequent movements of Mrs. Holden after the funeral would have interested and astonished many people. She drove to the Bull Inn and put Isfer car into the garage, entering the inn by the back door from the garden. Hucks was standing in the hall, looking strange in his rusty black suit, worn as a mark of respect to the dead baronet. Also he had been drinking deeply to drown the melancholy induced by the sad occasion. '''Good afternoon, Mr. Hucks." He turned round hurriedly and placed the glass he was holding on the hall-stand. ''I beg your pardon, didn't see you." He gave her a friendly smile, showing his irregular set of yellow teeth. "What did you think of the show?" she said, smiling at the huge man roguishly. "Well, miss, funerals ain't much in my line—fair give me the creeps; but I felt .it my duty to gc." "Quite right, but I expect you've seen many in your time. You must have had a wonderful life, Mr. Hucks." "'Not so bad, miss; ups and downs, you know. And now I'm keeping a pub and doin' a bit of gardening." The woman took a few steps up the stairs. 'I've enjoyed myself very much here: It's a wonderful little village." Hucks came to the edge of the staircase, looking up at the woman. "Come now, miss, you don't cod me. You didn't come here just to see the village. When I saw you on the day of the inquest I says .o myself, 'She's a smart 'un, and too smart to be wasting time icre'—" "There's no use trying to hide things from you, Mr. Hucks, but ou'll keep bright?" j Hucks made an old-world ges- I ture with his wetted linger and his throat to express his utter secrecy. "Well, as a matter of fact I am writing for the Daily Echo, and came down here to get some firsthand copy about the Abbey and this murder." "Well, I'm darned! But look here, miss, you're safe with me, but I shouldn't go blabbing it about too much." She laughed merrily. "It's only you—and we arc now quite old friends." Hucks scatched his large bullet head. "My missus thinks we're too much good friends. She was on at me for being too attentive to you. She says, 'That Miss Norton is no fit company for you, 'ticks. She's a lady and you're a prize fighter.' " "I'm sorry to have caused mischief," she said. "I shall be going away tomorrow; in fact, I think I had better go tonight." "I shouldn't do that, miss. Wait till tomorrow." There was a look in the eye of the ex-prize fighter that amused Miss Norton. She skipped up the stairs to her room ?nd locked the door. Then with a sigh of relief she took off her hat and furs and flung them into a chair, lit a cigaret and helped herself to a whisky and soda. She walked to the looking-glass and surveyed ' herself and then broke into laugh. Very carefully she removed a tight-fitting wig of black hait, and the face of Selden stared from the glass. For four whole days he had worn this disguise, for the art had been taught thoroughly at the "school," and amateur theatricals had been encouraged. He seated himself on the bed and opened a dispatch case, taking up a notebook in which he had entered the results of his inquiries. He took a fountain pen and proceeded to write: 1. Funeral. Passed off without incident. James not present, but was playing organ. Strange procedure. Library interesting—adjoins chapel and probably connection from there to'Organ loft, as in many college chapels. Must investigate. Panel—hollow. Would account for James coming in unseen. 2. Colindale going—probably row with Lady S, 3. Lawyer Livingstone—knows more of family than he will tell. Strange will—not all read. Query what James has been left? 4. Colonel Graham and Reid both at funeral—afterwards talking in court. Must call on both. He was in the middle of his diary when a knock came at the j door and he hastily donned his ' wig. One of Hucks' maids handeo him' an 'official-looking letter, and asked whether "she" would be taking dinner/ Selden got rid of the girl ana eagerly tore the missive open. It was from Livingstone, • forwarded to Miss Norton from Scotland Yard. Dear Mr. Selden (it read), As you ar« in charge of the investigations at the Abbey, 1 feel that it would be only right to inform you, in accordance with youi request, of the probable amount that Sir Henry Severinge left alter the various bequests had been paid and the death duties settled. Ii is of course impossible to give more than an approximate figure, and that depends very much on the state of the stock market and other considerations, but from my knowledge of. the affairs of my late client I should estimate that it will not fall short of the sum of 150,000 pounds. This sum, as you are probably aware by this time, has been left unconditionally to Mr. James Connolly, who has seen for many years ifa Sir Henry's employ and has been more a friend and personal confidam ;han a butler. As the will will be made public when it is proved, I think it is proper for me to inform you of this fact, but let me warn you that if the amount of the bequest causes you to have any suspicions of James being implicated in this crime, I can assure you that 1 think you are altogether wrong. In saying this, I am speaking without prejudice, and as much in your own interest as in that of James, for whom I have a high respect. Faithfully yours, J. Livingstone. "Ku:nph!" Seiden exclaimed, as he locked the letter away. "That's a nice bouquet for Master James; and he has been managing the affairs of the dead baronet for years, and has actually written his letters for him." miss, I He opened a compact and put a few touches to his face. "I don't wonder Hucks is trying a mild flirtation; I make rather a good- looking wench." He glanced round the room to see that no tell-tale signs of his alter ego were visible, and then went down the stairs to the dining room. * « * The heat wave that had covered the country for a week broke during the night, and a steady pitiless downpour of rain succeeded a brilliant spell of sunshine. To the farmers it was a welcome change, but to Reid, watching from his cottage window, it presented a dreary prospect. The cottage itself stood almost on the boundary line between the estates of the.Severinges and that of Colonel Graham, and the shooting was held in common between ttre- : two. Neither house was visible from the windows, a thick wood hiding the Abbey and a hump of the hill rising behind and shutting out the view at the back. Reid had lived hard all his life, and cooking his meager breakfast was nothing to him. He washed up the plate and cup and placed them in a cupboard methodically. The contact of the last few days had brought acquaintances if not friends, people who^had met him as an. equal and accepted him on his face value. There had been no false identity to maintain. Tragedy had brought them together in a common bond where questions were not asked, as in a more formal meeting. Stranger still, everyone seemed to want his help—flattering, of course, but embarrassing. Colindale, Selden, and then Sylvia, and even the haughty Colonel had accepted hi mwith an easy tolerance. He had fitted so completely into his surroundings that he could not help speculanu whether these surroundings wer not his heritage anrt right, n'a fate dealt more kin'SIy with him The nightmare of hji youth, th criminals who had taught him crime, and the sordid squalor o the underworld had always been to him as an alien world to whicl he was a stranger. What would be -the upshot' Would the murderer be found and he go off again on his shamefu existence without purpose or ob ject until some slip placed him in the grip of the law and he sank deeper and deeper in the mire 7 Up till now he had not cared or even given a thought to the possibility, but in his mind he saw the people here readnig in the paper the story of his arrest and history of crime:^Colonel Graham openly scornful. Colindale perhaps sympathetic. Selden openly gloating perhaps having seen through 1 him from the start; and then—Sylvia reading the sharoeful story and perhaps crying a little, murmuring: "And this was the man trusted!" And but for an accident he might even now be in gao^. waiting trial on-a capital charge if he had been caught in the chapel with the murdered man. He shuddered at the gloomjj thought, and viewed the dripping trees with a curious feeling of depression unusual to his buoyant nature. And what was to be the next move? For a moment a strong temptation to turn his back on the place and .try to forget he had ever been here seized him: but then a bewildering' force—the same he had felt when sitting in the courtyard the day before— seemed to grip him, compelling him against his will and judgment to stay and see it through. He was still grappling with the problem when a timid tap came at the door. For one moment his heart gave a bound as he thought it might be Sylvia; but the door opened and a quiet voice said, "May I come in?" (To Be Continued) carefully a merry N* &Ju to Dultrt. Rifht to Limit Quantities TRE-JUR COMPACTS Eight smart new! a stvles from [ /which to choose, i 98c Evening in Paris Perfume Flaconl Tasseled Bottle. 'Fits into pocket j or purse. CHRISTMAS (TREE LIGHTS Eight colored flame shaped bulbs. Long cord. I 23c CUTEX FIVE MINUTE SET I Smart bakelite case. Completely equipped. 89c 7 Inch Diameter MUSICAL TOPI Easy to spin. 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Box 25 Box 50 - - 1.39 PRINCE ALBERT Tobacr.o 16 ounces 69c JUMBO Safety Smoker SET $1.00 Value 49c De Muth's THOROBRED PIPE $1.00 Value 49c BLUE BOAR 1 Lb. Blue Boar Tobacco and 1.50 MELROSE PIPE '$3.75 Value 2-19 HALF & HALF Tobacco 16 ounces 65c EVAN'S POCKET LIGHTER 98c Leather TOBACCO & PIPE POUCH Zipper Fastener Nationally Advertised 5c CIGARS Box 4% ^f 25* 9 7c Box 50's -1.89 PRICES ON CIGARETTES GIFTS FOR HER Evening in Paris PERFUME and ATOMIZER Holiday ^ Package JL Facial-Lone Powder and Two Perfumes for afternoon • and evening. 89c 01 H Marvelous Set Face Powder, Rouge and GIFTS FOR HIM ece MILITARY SET Brush and comb in box. WILL MEN'S SET Aqua-vclva, Shave Cream, Talcum and Dental . Cream. 6 Piece Genuine Leather TRAVEL SET A gift for the man who lite* to travel. CHRISTMAS WRAPPING PAPER fORP HPPKIK5 I DRUG STO.Rt M A Z D A CHRISTMAS TREE LIGHTS Orders Filled Same Day Received, Orden to S2 or Less, Add lOc for Postage. 1J N. JFed. Ave. Ph. 909

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