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THE HERMISTON HERALD Page 6 The ,, M a ja r o ff I llu s t r a t io n s t>q 1 1 -w in . M y e r s - CHAPTER VIII— Continued ■—14 ■ " I’m coming to that, now,” contln- Bed Eccleshare. " I had told I’arslave to meet me on the path between High Cap lodge and the Woodcock about eight o'clock. I «trolled out to meet him, aa eoon as dinner was over at Courthope’s. That would be about ten minutes to eight We met a little to the further side— the side nearest the Woodcock—of Reiver's den. As ta r ns I can recollect, It would then be Just after eight o’clock. We stood a few minutes, talking. Then—" “A moment, If you please,” Inter rupted Maythorne. He produced a memorandum book, and laying It open on the table before him, drew Ec- cleshare’s attention to a rough dia gram penciled on one of the pages. "Here’s a sketch that I made the day of my arrival at the Woodcock,” he said. “A sketch of the paths across the moor. Now there are two paths that lead from the direction of High Cap lodge and go townrds the Wood cock. One leads directly across the front of Reiver's den, at the very foot of the rocks— we'll call that the higher one. The other Is some fifteen or twenty yards lower down—amongst the heather; we’ll call that the lower one. Which path were you and Par- slave on?” Eccleshare bent over the dlagrnm for a moment, twisting It round so os to get a clear Idea of its geography. He put his finger on a spot. “We were about there," he said. "On the lower one. Rut—I don’t know If you've mnde It quite plain—those two paths (one, the lower one's a mere sheep track) almost meet on the west Bide, the High Cap lodge side of Reiver's den, near Cowie's cottage. They're only separated there by a yard or two. Then the lower one goes away through the heather to the top Bide of High Cap lodge; the other one passes High Cup lodge on the lower side at fifty or sixty ynrds dis tance and breaks Into the moorland road to Cloughthwalte.” I “Well,” sold Maythorne. "Anyway ~y&u and Parslave were on the lower one?" . "We were on the lower one— per haps a hundred yards from Reiver's den, And,” continued Eccleshare, "as I was suylug, we stood there a few minutes, talking. It was then quite dark, but a deaf, starlit nlglit. Wp were Just moving away. In the High gup lodge direction, when we heard a Bhn( fired. It set-med, as far as we Could make out, to be In Reiver's den, or Just beyond It—I think It must hove been In Reiver's den, because (here was a distinct echo from the hocks. We heard nothing follow—no cry, scream, anything of thut sort. Neither of us took any particular no tice— I think we each had the same Idea; that It was a gamekeeper who was after something. In fact, we heeded It so little that we went on talking about our own business for a minute or ;wo after the shot was fired. Then because It was time for Par- slave to he getting on to catch his train we moved—coming over to the other puth because It lends directly to the moorland road. We had Just got on It «hen we heard steps coming along from the direction of Reiver's den. There were some high, thick hushes close by, and—I really don't know why we did It, but we did!— we sort of Instinctively moved Into their shadow, where It was quite dark. And then, a minute Inter, walking very swiftly, a woman passed us." "A woman I" It was Manners «-ho let out this Sharp exclamation. I.Ike all the rest of us he had lieen following Eccle- Shnre closely; now he sho«-ed signs of excitement; clearly, some notion hud suddenly come to him. “A woman I" repeated Eccleshare, quietly. "A woman—tall, slender, walking very quickly Indeed—n-e heard her breathing, sharply. She was past and gone, like a flash." "In which direction?” asked May thorne. "Townrds Marrnsdale,” replied Ec cleshare. "And then?” suggested Maythorne after a brief pause. "Then Parslave and I went on again — he was getting pressed for time. We neither heard nor saw anything there. We passed Cowie's cottage. Yon say Cowie saw us together. Probable I— but we never saw him. We walked quickly across the moor, struck the high road, and parted. I went Into High Cap lodge, and Parslave— but let Parslave himself tell you what he did." We all turned to Parslave. who still sat perched on the edge of a chair near the door, twiddling Ills thumbs. "Went straight along the road to Petherby station, then," said Parslave. "Caught the nine-fifteen train— last train that la—to Newcastle, (lot to Newcastle at ten-fifty. Put up at s temperance, near the station, for the Bight. Went to see Mr. Gramm, the lawyer, as soon as I'd had my break fast next morning—'bout ten o'clock, that 'ud be. When I'd done with him, got a bit of a snack and then caught the twelve-ten express to London. Qot to King's Cross at a quarter to seven that evening. Came straight here— and been here ever since.” “Let me ask Parslave a question while I think of It,” said Crole. “Par- slave!—do you mean to say that since you left Marrasdale, you’ve never heard of the murder there?—from the newspapers?" “I can't read, sir," answered Par- slave. “I ’ve no scholarship. Can't neither read nor write.” “Rut you’ve been In the company of Doctor Eccleshare’« housekeeper,” continued Crole. "Do you mean to say that she's never read anything about It to you—out of the papers?” Parslave shook his head. “No, sir—she hasn’t,” be replied. “Don’t seem a paper-reading woman, that. Her reads them story papers— tales—such like. Rut I ain't seen her a-readlng of newspapers.” “Well, but you’ve no doubt been Ip the habit since you've been here, of going out to have a glass of ale at some public bouse or other," persisted Crole. “Have you never heurd It men tioned at such times?” "No, sir,” answered Parslave, with solemn assurance. "Never! I always go out to take a pint of ale at the public up the street, but I ain't never tnlked to nobody—don't understand this London talk—'tls all so much furrln language to roe. And I ain’t never heard nobody talking of the murder.” "You can tnke It from me, Mr. Crole,” said Eccleshare, “that Par- slave never heard of Mnzaroff’s mur der at all until last night, when I re turned home. I told him— we had a talk Inst night shout our own experi ences near Reiver's den that evening— In the light of what we remembered, of course.” "That's Just what I want to ask you some questions about, Doctor,” said Crole. "It seems to roe that we're getting nearer a solution of this mystery than we've ever been before. Now, you won't mind If I ask you a few straightforward questions?” ^Ask mfc anything you like,” replied Ecclesharé. "You were at the Inquest on Masa- rolTs body at the Woodcock,” said Crjls. "You gnve evidence-»" “Purely professional evidence," In terrupted Eccleshare. “Precisely—hs to tiie cause of death," assented Crole. “Now, why didn’t you tell the coroner and the Jury what you've told us Just now?” "And—If I may put a word In," said Manners, qulekly, “why didn’t you tell us—the police—all you've Just told us nbout Parslave, when you knew quite well that we were looking lor him?" “As to your question, Manners, I wasn't awnre of the hue-and-cry for Parslave to the extent you think,” answered Eccleshare. "My time wasn't spent In the Mnrrasdule dis trict, so much as on the east side of my host's house. As to yours, Crole— well. I've told you I possibly mude a mistake—no doubt I did. Rut I hod reason for silence. They're easily summed up. The person that Par- slave and I saw hurrying away from Reiver's den, where, presumably, mur der hud Just been committed was— a woman 1” Crole summoned our undivided at tention with a swift glance round the table. He went forward to Eccleshare. “ Now, Doctor I" he said. "Don't let's bent about the bush any longer— let's get nt the truth, however un pleasant It may be. Did you form any opinion aa to who that woman wns?” Eccleshare made a gesture of dis like at the situation. Rut he bowed his head and replied without hesita tion. “I did I—certainly I" “Who was she?7 "Mrs. Elphlnstone!1 “ You feel sure of that?" “Positive—without doubt. Ask P ar slave!” Crole turned sharply on Parslave. And Parslave threw up Ills head with a Jerk. "What do you say, Parslave? Who was the woman that passed you?” “Mistress Elphlnstone. sir—no doubt on It I Never had no doubt—myself.” Crole turned again to Eecleshars. "You said It was dark, then, but clear, stur-llt. Ilow did you recognise her?" "Figure, walk, profile," replied Ec cleshare. “I'd no doubt at the time, and I've none now. The woman who passed Parslave and myself Just after —at least almost Just after— we heard the shot fired, was Mrs. Elphlnstone.” "That's why you kept silence?" sug gesled Crole. “I thought things nut, next morn ing," answered Kerlerhare, “1 kept sll»nce—Parslnve. of course, had gone I—well, I didn't want to give a woman sway. And after all—there uilgkf be explanations," be drawn; the suspicion that might be thrown upon her—all no good! She refused to say or tell anything." “And that makes me think," re marked Crole, a little eagerly, “that Mrs. Elphlnstone, after all, may have a proper and reasonable explanation to give. I can't think that a woman of any common sense—and she's a shrewd, clever, hard woman I— would be so foolish as to behave tn this fashion unless she knew she was safe. You hinted that you’d have to give In formation to the police, didn't you, Maythorne?” “I did!” “And It produced no effect on her?" “Not the slightest! Her whole atti tude was that of— mind your own businessI” Crole began to drum the table with hts fingers, looking round at the rest of us as If he wondered whether any body had got any suggestion to make. As nobody spoke, be made one him self. “I wonder of Mazaroff, or Merchlson, as he really was, met Mrs. Elphln stone, or Mrs. Merchlson, as she really Is, at any time while he was at the Woodcock before his death?” be said. “Possible I” “I don’t think he did,” replied May thorne, at whom Crole was looking particularly. “There’s nothing what ever to suggest IL Of course. If Mrs. CHAPTER IX Elphlnstone could be got to speak It would clear up a tremendous lot.” Missing! “From what little I saw of Mrs. It needed no more than a glance at Elphlnstone at Marrnsdale," observed the two policemen to see that this an Crole, “she’s the sort of woman who nouncement produced an effect on will not speak—until It pleases her to their officially trained mf/ids which do so! A hard woman—d— d hard!” was equivalent to letting In a sudden “Where is Mrs. Elphlnstone to bs flood of Illuminating light on a hlther- found?” asked Corkerdale. "Short’s hotel.” replied Maythorne. “Then I think Manners and I had better go there and see her,” said Corkerdale. He turned to Eccleshare. “You spoke of leaving England, doc tor? When?" " I’ve not quite settled the exact date,” replied Eccleshare. “I thought about the end of next week.” “Better put tt off a bit, doctor,” suggested Corkerdale, quietly. “As far as I can see, your evidence will be wanted—and so will your man's. Now,” he continued, “I suppose Par- slave there ts a native of this place, Marrasdale? Just so—then he's very well acquainted with the personal ap pearance of Mrs. Elphlnstone?" "Known her a many years, atr ever since she enme to live at Marras dale tower,” replied Parslave. "You'd be tn the habit of seeing her regularly, Parslave?” suggested the detective. “Most every day, sir—here and there.” “And you’ve no doubt that It was Mrs. Elphlnstone you saw that night, coming away from the place where you heard the shot fired, and where Mazaroff’s dead body was afterwards discovered V "Not a doubt about that, sir! Take “A Woman!” my solemn 'davy 'twas Mrs. Elphln stone." to dark subject. Corkerdale looked nt "And you've no doubt either, doctor? Manners; Manners stured at Corker though you, of course, being, I dale ; then both turned on the solicitor. "Mrs. Elphlnstone!" exclulmed Man gather, a mere visitor to these parts, wouldn't know Mrs. Elphlnstone so ners. "In possession of the missing well?" will?” • - 0 T ’ve no doubt,” replied Eccleshnre. Rut Corkerdnle’s first remnrk was “Although I was only a visitor, 1 la "a quieter lone. know Sirs. Elphlnstone well enough. “Tha^'IJ 6<une explanation," he My host, Mr. Courthope, Is her said, with a significant look. “As I nephew. He, Mr. Armlntrade, and understand mutters, the will was tn myself dined at Marrasdale tower two .MazarolTs pocket when be was mur of three times during my stay. I often dered." met Mrs. Elphlnstone out on the "As far as Is known, It was," re moors, or In the village. I'm positive plied Crole. "He carried It away from she wns the woman Parslave and I Postletliwulte’s office at Y’ ork, In his snrv coming away that night from pocket, anyway, and It certainly wasn't Reiver's den." amongst his effects nt the Woodcock, Corkerdale turned to Manners. which we examined nfter his death. “1 think we’d better go round to Explanation, yes! Rut I'll tell you Short's hotel.” he remarked. liow we came to find out that Mrs. “That’s what I think,” agreed Man Elphlnstone got It." He went on to ners. “Can't be left where It Is.” narrate the happenings of the previ We all got up. There was a brief ous night but one, on which Sheila silence. Crole was Just going to say came to me with the missing will. something when a knock came at the "Now,” he continued, “the thing of door. Eccleshare'« housekeeper pul course, Is—how, where, under what cir her head Inside. cumstances did Mrs. Elphlnstone get "There’s a young man outside, sir, hold of that will? Last night, after wants to know If Mr. Mn.vthorne Is Mrs. Elphlnstone arrived In London, here?” she snld. “Come In a taxi, sir, Maythorne saw her and tried to get an with an old gentleman. The young explanation out of her. He got noth man said—If Mr. Maythorne'« here ing!" which Ills name is Pickles.” “Not a word!” said Maythorne. "One of m.v clerks," muttered May “She allowed nothing hut defiance. 1 thorne. “Excuse me!" pointed out the Inference that might (TO BE CONTINUED.) "Explanations I" exclaimed Crole. “Ex—” “Here’s something that needs ex planation,” Interrupted Maythorne. “Doctor Eccleshare and Parslave agree that they heard a shot fired near Reiver’s den soon after eight o'clock. Old Mr. Hassendcane told us, Crole, when you. Holt, end myself met him there, that he heard a shot fired, about ten o'clock. Now then— which of those shots was tt that killed Maza roff? Remember I—neither Eccleshare nor Parslave saw anything of Maza roff near Reiver’s den at eight o’clock. And yet. If the eight o’clock shot killed him, he must have been about there when they were. What do you make of that?" "Don’t know—It needs thinking out," answered Crole. "Rut—to my mind, the pertinent thing ts this. Doctor Eccleshare and Parslave are both dead certain they saw Mrs. Elphlnstone come away from Reiver's den. where, afterwards MazarolTs lifeless body was found, robbed of money, valu ables. papers, and Ids will. Now then, neither Manners nor Corkerdale know tbls—and I'm golug to tell them, as police officers. A few nights after the murder, Mrs. Elphlnstone was found to be In possession of the will I Ilow did she get It?” ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ O f C o u r se S m a r t D o g K n e w T e le p h o n e ’s U s e s Evidently Dynamite Is well named— not the explosive, but the six months' old terrier In Denver which was cred ited with telephoning the police to liberate him from a Jewelry store where he had been Inadvertently locked In. It seems that Dynamite fell asleep under a counter when his master was mnking a purchase. He failed to wake up until nfter the store waa locked for the night. When be did awake. It was to find the place In darkness, and barks and howls proved of no avail. Finally he Jerked the telephone to the floor, thus releasing the receiver from the hook and signaling the operator. She heard the dog’s bark and notified the police, with the result that the riot squad hastened to the scene. Aacisat Sea W arriers The wont “viking" Is not a racist term. It has a twofold meaning, be ing both locational and martial. The old Norse s|»elllng of this word was “vlklngr." which literally meant “Inlet man." the basle wont “vlk” meaning •Inlet of the sea." “Vlklngr" was also the Norao synonym of the Anglo-Saxon word "wlclng." which was composed of -wt" (w ar) and “elng" (king) by which waa meant a s*a warrior. Whether or not the dog knew what he was doing when he "telephoned" for help the police are at a loss to determine, hut the owners of smart dogs will believe that he did know what he wns doing. F ew e r Front Niagara This Week b y ARTHUR BRISBANB That New Baby More Land for Us Two Great Corpses Time to Advertise A reporter said “the birth of a boy made Lindbergh's biggest dream coma true.” The birth of a girl might have made a bigger dream come true. First, an older sister is a good Influ ence on younger brothers. Second, girls, not boys, Inherit the genius of the father. But the Lindbergh baby boy w ill In herit through bis mother the talent of hts grandfather, Dwight W. Mor row, and that Is worth having. Scientists tell you: “Acquired characteristics are not Inherited.” They are wrong. I f acquired char acteristics were not inherited we should all still be cave men. CHIC “GOING AWAY” COSTUME; FOR TH E DAINTY FLOWER GIRL F TE n her wedding gown ot tulle, A atln, lace, orange blossoms and all things lovely, the next number on the bride's dress program, and one of outstanding importance, la her “going away” costume. Of course Mrs. Newlywed aspires to appear at her most charming and chic as she and himself oake a smiling exit amid showers of rice, eager to catch train « Not so “strictly tailored” Is the bride In the panel. Her bolero cos tume is styled of navy flat creps. The soft-tied bows add a feminine touch. Among other of her possessions this bride has a lovely lace blouse to west with this silk twoiplece, likewise a cunning short sleeved model of dotted swlsa, one of rose-color handkerchle* linen which Is lavishly frilled. The * The Lindbergh baby, inheriting fly ing on both sides, w ill fly naturally. The United States considers claim ing ownership of great areas over which Commander Byrd flew recently In the Antarctic. W e may follow the example of Great Britain and other nations, saying: “T hat land is ours, for we saw it first.” It would add 150,000 square miles to our possessions. The land and open sea in these re glons are valuable already, the water for whale fishing and other live crops, the land for Its mineral possibilities. In years to come, with the shifting of the pole those lands w ill be warm and fertile. But that w ill be thousands ot years hence. By that time the earth’s governments may think only of making land useful to all human beings, not about grabbing and owning. For the second time men have suc ceeded In flying the Atlantic, coming westward. Soon, of course, regular flights at stated hours will be provided for pas sengers. And only a little while ago the idea of any flying was ridiculed. Men pro gress quickly, once they s ta rt f Smartly Tailored Two-Piece Outfit. or boat which shall bear them sway to honeymoon lands. Children of today w ill ask about To choose a smartly tailored two- “the old days, when people crossed piece for travel wear, always bespeaks the ocean on the water," as they now good Judgment The thought takes on ask about stage coach days. special allure this season, since the And those now living w ill cross to blouse Is being made to play a role of Europe for about $10. unusual 'asclnatlon In the present-day world of fashion. Under the caption King George and Queen Mary Joined blouse, designers are putting forth the with others In celebrating the end of most beguiling models fancy can pic seventeen years' work, that has re ture. Wherefore the bride who chooses stored St. Patil's Cathedral In London s talloreo suit can at will change the to a safe condition. character of her costume through the The fine old building Is worth sav magic of Its accompanying blouse. As to whether the two-piece tallleur lng. And In its vault under heavy stone be of wool or of silk Is optional, for as monuments lie what is left of two far as fashion Is concerned, the honors are about equally divided between the bodies more Important to the modern British Empire than any other two. two. There Is this In favor of modern woolens, being delightfully lightweight They are Wellington and Nelson, they are very adaptable to summer not far apart, resting In solemn half comfort. Then, too, the flair for color. darkness. .. , ■4- _____ ■ -aStiMUb latest fad In corsage houqnets even for those who are not brides Is white orchids, and she Is wearing Jnst such. Ths Important Flower Girl. I t Is not only the prideful feeling of being flower girl that counts with the very young, but after the wed ding scene becomes Just a memory, little Miss Flower-Maiden Is going to experience continued Joy In the pos session of a perfectly lovely frock to wear to parties for a long time to come. Which Is the reason why mothers should make It a point to look to the future In selecting a dress which will not only add a touch of beauty to the bridal cortege, but which will through out months following answer the ques tion for little daughter of “what to wear” at this festive occas-on or that to which she Is Invited. The “harming flower girl In the pic ture Is exquisitely gowned in a dainty frock of pink moussellne de sole, thus again emphasizing the vogulshness of sheer weaves for this summer. It Is made over a slip of satin. Inset with ecru lace. The simplicity of Its fash ioning has much to do with Its attrac tiveness. A unique touch Is the tied- over-tbe-sboulder rose-tinted ribbons The story Is still current that Nel son was buried hurriedly because it was necessary. When shot down on his flagship, he was put Into a cask of rum, at sea, to preserve his corpse from decay, as «fas customary with Important dead sailors, and other sail ors are said to have drunk the rum through a hole In the barrel leaving the admiral without protection, or pre servation. The story Is not proved. The Prince of Wales, 36 years old last week, has ordered himself, as a birthday present, a new airplane, de scribed as “luxurious, with a totally enclosed cabin, making it unnecessary for His Royal Highness to wear a fly ing kit.” The Prince sets a good example In flying. And the world likes him. For him, you might rewrite the text to read: “Seest thou a prince, diligent In his business, he shall stand before men.” T These are dull days, and energetic days for advertising. The turtle ran while the rabbit was asleep, and won. The wise advertiser builds his bust ness while other Indulge In a “false economy” nap. Mr. Dave Lewis, advertising men- ig er ot Cadillac automobile, has framed on his office wall the reply of the champion "hog caller,” when asked how he won the competition: “You must have appeal as well os power in your voice. You must make the bog believe that you have some thing for him.” In modern business, you must not only make the hog believe that you have something for him, you mast really have something tor him. The first aiqdlcatlon of Niagara power was to a sawmill built by a Frenchman In 1725 on the New York bank near the rapids. At present Ni agara power la used In Syracuse, 1«5 Mr. Franklin D. Roosevelt says; miles from Its source, and also tn “Character building begins In the Windsor, Dnt.. 244» mile« away. By cradle." treaty the amount of water that may Parents should train children from be divested from Niagara for (tower their babyhood. parpoaew has been limited to 50,000 As old English horse trainer was ruble feet per second on the Cana asked: “When should I begin train dian side and 20,000 cubic feet per ing m.v colt?" and told that the oolt second on the United States side. The was three weeks old. said: “Toe power 1» used nearby In electro-ehem- have lost the three most importasi leal Industries, tn the manufacture of weeks.” aluminum, frrto-sllleon. carborundum, artificial gmnblte. liquid ehlorlne. cal Children should be trained with cium carbide, cyanamide and other kindness and explanation, never with prodnctA whipping or other brutality, from baby hood. Applause Lee« Fuel But don’t waste too much ttass oar Pe sure you're rl-;ht. then go ahead. racting and nagging concerning faults The appiattite doesn't matter, anti, be that the child will outgrow with time; sides. It might never come, any way^- and oot otherwise. Lyadiburg Advance. I». ISSA •» Ba > D a ia ty F rack a f P ie k Moaaseliae da Seta. which calls for delectable tones and tlnta Imparts a new appeal to woolen weaves. The bride to left in the upper plc- tsra, whose luggage ts as smart as her costum« chooses for travel «rear a («trirtan tallleur Is bright blue tweed. The coat Is deverly belted and the skirt Is seamed to give a graceful (tars. A Jaunty blouse of egg-shed satin, a draped beret bat o. Mae belt lag, i navy suede envelope bag and doeskin gloves, era all Items which contribute ta the refinement and ele gant« of the ensemble Her trim pam|a s r . ennan heeled and are flash lened of Mack raptllA There ts oae Itrldellke touch of course—the shoul ; der bouquet af wMta gardenias and - lilies of ths valley. which serve Instead of the usual built- in self-fabric straps. Hana-run pin tucking, the wee tucks crowded aa close as 't Is possible to crowd then«, achieving a graceful fullness which terminates In a hemline Bounced with soft rufflra. It seems that fancy Is turning directly to monotone chiffons and similar transparencies for sum mer frocks for both grownops and children. For these the favorite trim ming Is a pretty profusion of self- fabric ruffles. Net. especially point d*esprit. also organdie are outstanding media for flower girl frocks. Short-watsted. fall- sklrted silhouettes are sponsored wttk rlMioo sashes tied at the hack. J U L IA R O T T U M I.B t. MB ISS« Wesssra Mewaeas* (M en 1 A
