WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE
- Phillip Edison U hot at a night-dub
party to hi Juat recently-divorced
- wife and Oliver Sewell. sportsman and
Ion Juan. Edition presume (that 8e-
. well and tbe divorce are to: be mar
vied. When the party breaks up, Edi
aon goea to SeweU'a home and, while
he la waiting; hia return, la Informed
Hewell haa been found dead. Inspector
Marx begins a police investigation. He
ttneationa SeweU'a Russian valet. The
' elevator operator la also questioned. He
did not see Sewell return.
- NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER V.
MARX walked over to the
mirror and tapped it.
"Ton can't stand In
mirror," he announced finally
"No, this isn't Alice in Wonder
land."
"What was that case?" demand
ed Marx. The doctor didn't reply
And then Marx continued: "These
mirrors are solid. There's the wall
behind there. That's solid."
"Perhaps." suggested the doc--r
-tor. . "Sewell was placed in this
chair after be was shot."
Marx considered that, and then
"This ia my idea of a cock-eyed
murder. In the first place, eevry-
body swears Sewell left the house
but didn't come back. Hov Sewell
rot back at all is a Chinese pox
ale. Then you tell me he wasn't
shot la the chair. Nobody saw
Sewell come up here, and nobody
" saw the guv who killed him come
up here."
"And yet there he Is." The
doctor's eyes twinkled. "A nice
problem for you to solve."
"Thanks. Tou can have it
Marx growled.
"Really? I'd tors to take
band in a murder mystery," the
doctor enthused. "Something I've
always wanted to do."
-All right, kid," agreed Marx
morosely. "Have a good time,"
"I shall," promised the doctor,
"All riarht. Professor," Marx
sneered slightly. "Tou know all
we know right now. Here's the
staff. Whoever did him either
opened the door with a key or
was let In by Sewell. All the
other doors were locked from tbe
inside. Nobody saw Sewell come
back after he left this evening. A
gentleman named Van Nest Edi
son called for him at two and
learned he was murdered. And
that's all."
"Have you searched the place?
demanded the doctor.
"Not yet- But I suppose we
might as well begin now. What's
this?"
Marx pointed to an unusual
piece of furniture, built in blocks
of mahogany, and In the form of
a modern sykscraper.
.... "That," explained the doctor,
"is a futurist secretary. Mr. Sewell
apparently was a true New York
er. He swallowed the fashions in
furniture to the minute. All the
best people now have adopted fu
turism." Marx slid the drawers out, and
drew forth a bundle of old papers.
Upon examination, he found only
routine bills. A second compart
ment disclosed four photographs,
all fif them of women, and all of
them unsigned . . in bathing
suits, evening gowns, with and
without Borzoi companions, pro
file, tall face and figure. Marx
vi ada wnlffA Atn m anil a T st ( w
raway laughed uproariously. But
the doctor looked grave. He pick
ed up one of the photographs.
"Did you say that a Mr. Van
-Vest Edison called here?"
"Yes,!' said Marx.
"Well." said the doctor, "this
photo is Mrs. Edison, or I very
much miss my bet."
The telephone jangled violently.
Carraway answered. He put his
hand on the mouthpiece.
"Lucy Lally calling," be an
nounced. "She's got a tip for me.
She's been feeding us a lot of
stuff, ever since we threatened to
close her joint . .Hello, Lucy
" , Carraway . . Yes. He's
dead all right. Who ? Edison ? .
' Yes.. All right. Lucy, thanks."
Carraway turned to Marx.
"About one o'clock in the morn-
tiVS Sewell, Edison and Mrs. Edl-
WHY ARE YOUAL WA YS
IN PERFECT HEALTH?
Dr. Cepeland Queries Those Fortunates Who Have
Escaped Disease in the Hope That Their Con
Tietions May Be Used to Benefit Others.
7 By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. a
United States Senator from New York.
Former Commissioner of Health. Tfeto Tor it City.
I HAVE a suspicion that many persons suffer needlessly from
muscle and joint pain's. One of the most common of human
complaints is back-ache. Neuralgia, neuritis, rheumatism as well
as lumbago and sciatica, are among the things which take the joy out
flife.
We hear so much about the suffering of tbe
human race that I sometimes wonder bow many
persons there art who never havs aa ache or
pain. There come to my desk every day hun
dreds of letters from every part of the world.
One day recently more than thousand such
letters arrived.
I realize, of course, that persons who art
never sick are unlikely to write. Many of the
vnafflieted, however, are kind enough to express
their appreciation of -ay efforts to keep 1 them
well. : You will recall that the central theme of
very one of these articles is how to avoid sick
ness. It ia the business of the family doctor to
.treat the sick. I can conceive it to .be my job
to jdo tht best I can to keep yon fro 21 illness.
But the particular thing I have in mind to
day is to find out how many people never have
ache and pains. I should really tike to hear about this. If some
body should read these lines who is never sick, who sever has a head
exhe, a toothache or a backache, please write and tell me about it
At the same time, please be good enough to tell me why yon think
you nave oeea ao weu.
1 am aura we are arreed that K
would be a wonderful thing if wo
ouM - aiake health eoatastou b
tead at bavins' dlaeaaa oontaaloua,
Tb only way ta do this by aatan.
Uahtn aaca standards of living aa
nava bean found to be successful, m
, the TTrnanca of health. .
' If you hava baan wen all your Ufa,
if rou have ban free from acnes
and pains, tf yoa have rood taatb.
troos aaaaclea and smoothly work
'to Jotata. wa want to know the
reason, why you havs been so fori
tunata. - Certainty you acva eonvle
oa t why yoa aava ood
baaJtlk. OiT as Ua benefit of your
aonvictlona. . . . .
' & SAMUEL SPEVACU .J
son went np to the club. They
stayed about an hoar. They were
celebrating the divorce. And Lacy
heard Edison and Mrs. Edison
fighting over something."
"Now," Insisted the doctor, "I'll
swear that's a photo of Mrs. Edi
son." "Where does Edison live?" de
manded Marx.
"I'll find out for you," volun
teered Carraway.
"I want a little chat with him,
and I imagine the District Attor
ney will want one, too. Also ?ra.
Edison."
"All right," said Carraway,
eagerly. "Ill go after them my
self." "It seems," said the doctor,
when Carraway had left, "that you
are getting somewhere. How about
a further search?"
"Sure." agreed Marx. They ex
plored the built-in bookcase. Se
well evidently had been a connois
seur in erotic literature, and his
collection was both comprhensive
and expensive.
"Hot stuff!" commented Marx
thumbing the pages. "This baby
surely had a single-track mind."
' Then they moved upstairs to
the bedroom. Marx opened the
first of the four closets.
He found a complete wardrobe,
a woman's wardrobe, from linger
ie to coats, and the dominant col
or theme was blue. There were
shoes, slippers, stockings, gowns,
pajamas all blue.
The doctor, meanwhile, had
opened the adjoining closet. And
he. too, found a complete ward
robe but the color now was sil
Ter. "Holy mackerel!" muttered
Marx, wiping his bull neck. "Did
ja ever see anything like this.
The doctor opened still another
eloset, and found a wardrobe of
red and another of gold.
-By the way," commented the
doctor. "All this belongs to four
different women. Look at the siz
es." He seemed strangely excited.
There's a woman in blu.e a wom
an in silver, a woman in red, and
a woman in gold." He laughed.
Seems absurd, doesn't it? And
yet there It is. And you noticed
there were four photographs of
four women."
"Uhuh!" Marx agreed.
'And Sewell," continued the
doctor, "had the quaint notion of
separating them with colors. Curi
ous mind. Pathological. I should
judge."
"Just a nut on women," agreed
Marx.
The doctor lit a cigarette
slowly.
I'm going to get some sleep,
said Marx. "They'll be bringing
the Edisons down about nine to
the District Attorney's office. I
gotta be awake when they come."
And I've still an autopsy to
perform," said the doctor, "and
make a voluminous report to
make."
"Let's call it a night," agreed
Marx.
They made their way down the
walnut stairway to-the mirrored
living room. The doctor stopped
in front of a small wall-safe.
I wonder if that holds any
thing of interest?"
"We'll break it open tomor
row," said Marx.
The doctor idly twirled the
combination. To his surprise, he
opened the safe.
It hasn't been locked!" he ex
claimed.
Marx put his hand into the
small compartment. He drew out
a piece of paper.
"What's this?" he demanded,
peeripg at the paper.
It might have been torn from
a memorandum book, and across
the white strip of paper was writ
ing ten in heavy black letters:
PAID IN FULL.
IXQyiRY
Marx returned to the skyscrap
er apartment after a scant four
hours sleep. He found a detective
on duty, and with him a tall, lean
OR OOPCLAM
Answers to Health Queries
H. K. XX a What should a girl
watch who ta tt yaars aid and S .
tnciiea tail? .
- A. For bar ago and height she
should weigh about US pounds.
Q. I H. ft Bow can I reduoef
Av Weight redsetSoaj at aaaraty
matter of self-control as regards the
gist. For fan paracuiara
repeat your aoasaoav
individual who Introduced him
self as Major Preston. The Major's
habitat was New Jersey, and he
had acquired hia military title by
virtue of friendship - with one of
the Governors. He had tbe red
face, the Quick eye and the clothes
of the racing patron, and Marx
learned that at one time he bad
been associated with Sewell in
various gambling operations.
"Terrible business," groaned
the Major, tilting his derby back
on his head. "Friend and partner
of mine. I got bere just as soon as
I read the papers."
"Glad you came." Marx ap
proved warmly. "We want to
know all we can about Sewell.
Don't know very much right now."
"Gosh, I can't tell you any
thing," the Major sighed. "I guess
no one knew very much about
him. Close-mouthed, old Sewell
was. Close-mouthed. Even to me,
and we were doing business for
ten years. We've been working to
gether right along. In fact. He
was peculiar, poor fellow. Very pe
culiar." "When did you see him last?"
""About a week ago."
"He didn't." remarked Marx,
"ever tell you about anybody who
might do him. did he?"
"Naw!" The Major scouted the
notion. "Last thing in the world
he'd think of. And it'd be the last
thing he'd, tell me."
"You never had any trouble
with him did you?"
-Who, me?" We were pals!"
Marx nodded as if satisfied.
Then he reached in his pocket for
the receipt found in the wall safe.
"You recognise this?"
The Major took it and read
aloud: "Paid in Full." Then he
shook' his head determinedly.
"No!" Neversaw it before."
"Don't know the handwriting?"
No!"
"Now, what would Sewell be do-
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Marx sat down heavily, stared
out of the window In silence. The
Major fussed with his derby.
"Ever bear Sewell talk about
Mrs. Edison?" Marx turned to
face the Major bow.
"No."
-Or young Edison?"
"No."
"Did he ever talk about
his
wife?"
The Major hesitated.
"No," be said finally.
"Sure."
"Well," be looked at Marx fur
tively, "I suppose there was noth
ing to it. but that day at the club
she called him up about something
and when be got out of the booth
he was all fussed up, sort of
scared."
"What'd he tell you?" demand
ed Marx.
"Why," summered tha Major,
"he was upset about her. They
were separated, and she was de
manding alimony or something,
and when he came out of the tele
phone booth he says to me: -Major,
that woman's going to be the
death of me. "
"Mmm," grounted Marx. 'That
don't mean nothing.'
"No," said the Major, "but he
went on to say as she was brought
up in the Kentucky mountains
and didn't think nothing of horse
whipping or shooting. Mind you,
I don't want to get anyone in trou-
jble, but now that you ask me, he
os 0 vr uiv ouv t aa viiuci a ua oiiui.
He was sort of rambling. I could
not quite make him out. Then he
shut up and never said another
word. Peculiar feller, Sewell. Very
peculiar."
(To Be Continued Tomorrow.)
warn, laid
er u. s. PRESIDENT
WASHINGTON, June 11.
(AP) President Hoover Monday
laid the cornerstone of the new de
partment of commerce building
and termed tha structure the'Eelle, 15.
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cation of the national capital.
The chief executive delivered a
brief address at tbe conclusion of
a program in which Secretary La
ment, Senator Smoot of Utah,
Representative Elliott of Indiana,
and George B. Cortelyou, the first
secretary of commerce, participat
ed. In setting the stone, Mr. Hoo
ver used the trowel employed by
George Washington in laying the
cornerstone of the capital in
1793.
The occasion, Mr. Hoover said,
marked the emergence of the com
merce department into full matur
ity and service and had a signifi
cance which he, as a former secre
tary of the department and one
who had had some part in plan
ning for the building, could truly
appreciate. Setting the corner
stone of any great public build
ing in Washington, he declared, is
a milestone of progress not only
of the capitol but ot the nation
as a whole.
LOXDOX CROWDS XOT ACTORS
London crowds do not make
good film actors, declare directors
after trying to make scenes in
busy streets recently. In taking
the first picture it was found,
that the people were not "ca
mera broke," and that the police
interfered with the work. The
producers appealed to the Home
Office, in charge of the police
force, and co-operation of the
"Bobbies" was enlisted. But as
soon as the camera began to
click, the crowds just stopped and
gathered around the machine.
Policemen tried to keep the peo
ple moving, saying, "Look natur
al," as they did so. So far all
the picture people have been able
to obtain are scenes of throngs
staring directly at the machines.
YOUXG HERO DROWNS
CARTHAGE, Mo., June 11
(AP) Exhausted by his part in
the saving of three other chil
dren, Francis McNew, 17, drowned
Monday In Center creek, five
miles southwest of here, in a fu
tile effort to save his sister. Anna
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GOOD-NIGHT I
STORIES
By Max Trell n
KnarTs Menagerie Honses Only4
Animal Crackers
"If we could only go to Africa."
said Yam. "we could see lions and
tigers and giraffes and elephants
and "
"We could se a whole menag
erie," broke in Hanid. MiJ and
Flor nodded. But Knarf disagreed.
"Why must you go all the way
to Africa, when you ran see all
those animals without stepping
out of this house?" he said.
The other shadow-children gaz
ed at him in amazement.
"That's impossible!" they cried.
"There are no lions here!" ex
claimed Yam.
"Nor tigers." put in Mij.
"Here Are the Animals!
"Nor elephants!" added Flor.
"Nor the rest of the menag
erie!" concluded Hanid.
"That shows how little you
know," replied Knarf, smiling
wisely. "All those animals are in
this house. I saw them only yes
terday." They looked carefully at the lit
tle shadow-boy to see If he were
joking. But no he appeared as
serious as could be, which, you
will admit, is serious enough.
"Let's go and see them," said
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Home-Making Helps
By ELEANOR ROSS
KITCHEN CLOSKTS FOR
NEATNESS
The closet craze has struck the
kitchen in full force, and npw
there's hardly a species of kitch
en equipment that hasn't a closet
of Jts own. China closets, broom
closets, cleaning closets, sink clos
ets, closets especially devised for
cooking utensils the kitchen of
the future may present an ex
panse of doors and doors alone.
Perhaps they'll be labeled to
guide the worker who can't pos
sibly remember what's stored be
hind what door.
Ntvertheless they are all ex
tremely useful. They automatical
ly compel everything to be placed
where it belongs and thus save
endless time and labor starching
for that special saucepan or spe
cial knife or little duster and
whatnot. The small metal closet
suspended over the sink and con
taining only tht scourers, soaps
and mops required for kitchen
use is especially neat and useful
Yam.
"You can't see them," Knarf
looked up at the clock. "They
won't come out for another for
another half hour yet." "
"You mean at five o'clock?"
said Mij.
"At five o'clock agreed Knarf.
"And where do they come out
to?" Flor wanted to know.
"Sh-h!" Knarf cautioned.
"Don't talk so loudly. They may
overhear you. They come out to
the dining room table. Tbey stay
there until half-past five and then
they go back to a great big box.
But tbey don't all go back. Some
disappear "
"Disappear!" cried the others.
Knarf nodded.
"They disappear," he repeated
mysteriously. "One day it is a lion
and three tigers that disappear.
The next day it is seven giraffes.
And on Sunday, when company
comes, they all disappear!"
"I think," replied Knarf, "that
they eat each other up."
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once an eyesore over a spotless
sink a row of sospsnded mops
and odds and ends of cleaning
agents.
A rather new and very conve
nient closet is that for holding
cutting and mixing tools. It's a
most workmanlike kit that is fast
ened against the kitchen wall,
somewhere near the table where
food is prepared. Or it can be ob
tained in triangular form so that
it fits in odd small corner,
ustful for nC&lag else.
Within thfd eloset are several
special racks of various size and
with different spacing. There's a
rack to hold half a dozen knivt
and in such position that their
edges won't be dulled nor your
hand inadvertently scraped or cu,.
Then there are niches to hold egg
beater, spatula, ladles, sieves and
strainers.
Once the it?ms are in place,
you need never search for a miss
ing tool.
The shadow-children became
more and more curious. They
could ha idly wait until the clo-K
struck five. The moment it Ud
they dashed into the dinng room.
Their little masters and mistress
es were sitting around the tabl.
Inda, the maid, was pouring tea.
'Inda." said the children's
mother, "bring in the animals."
"See," cried Knarf, "It's just aa
I told you."
The shadows were more puz
zled than before. How could thy
dare to let the animals loose on
the table white the children wra
having tea! The next instant Inda
came in with a platter. She set it
down in the center of the table.
"Here are the animals." thm
said.
Mij, Flor, Hanid and Yam lift
ed themselves over the edge of tbe
table and took a peek.
"Why," they exclaimed, "they
are nothing but crackers!"
And that's what they were
animal crackers!
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