PAGE EIGHT
MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. OREGON, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1941.
by Phoebe Atwood Taylor i
Chapter 31
The Play
f RS. HINGHAM'S story wu
1 simple enough, and it provided
the aolution to much that be
wanted to know, although none of
It appeared to concern Ann Joyce.
It teemed that Bram Reid. the
director, had read and liked and
wanted to produce, later in the
season, a play whose leading char
acter wai a middle-aged school
teacher. Mrs. Hingham at once
picked the part for herself, but
neither Horace nor Bram Reid
would even entertain the sugges
tion that she do it.
"They laughed at mel They said
a real actress had to play that
part! I begged them to let me do
the part, and we argued about it
all yesterday and all last night
till my poor neaa was winning:
simply winning;-
"I see," Asey said. That settles
your migraine today, don t it.'
Mrs. Hingham looked as if she'd
like to hurl a brie at mm.
"An that's why." Asey contin
tied, "you decided you'd dress up
like Miss Olive this afternoon,
huh, an' show 'em how good you
could be? I see. So you went in
an' swiped Miss Olive's clothes
what time was that?"
"Oh, about half-past flvej I
don't know. Anyway, I slipped In
and put on some of Miss Olive's
clothes deadly things! And
slipped out the back door. But I
never saw Ann Joycel I haven't
seen tier since early mornina
when she went off to rehearsal! 1
don't know anything about Ann,
or what might have happened to
her! I didn't"
"You see anyone lurkln' around
when you left? Asey Interrupted.
"Only that fat chauffeur. Mrs.
Clutterfleld's."
"Huh!" Asey said. "So It was
you an' not Mrs. Doane he seen
at the back door. Was the electric
Hunts out then?"
Mrs. Hingham said that the
street lights went out just as she
reached the road in front of the
Inn. Dramatically, and with ees
tures, she described the terrific
rain, and now shed run every
step of the way to the house
where Bram Reid was staying.
"I wanted to catch him before
he left I knew he was going out
because one of the times I phoned
him today I asked him to dine
with me, and he said he had a
date. I caught him just as he was
getting into his car. And he
snid ' her voice broke, "he said,
'Elissa, go home and take the
clothes off! He said. Take them
off. Mrs. riske, and be your age!'
"An' vou did. I see. Asev said.
"An what with havln' been dealt
that heavy blow by Bram Reid.
you was too worked up to notice
huh?"
Mrs. Hingham nodded.
"As I went ud the stairs some
one screamed, and frightened me
I had such an eerie feeling when
I entered the Inn then, anyway!
And I was simply a terrified pulp
wnen mat womsn ciumpea up
stairs after me! All I wanted then
was to get out of those hideous
tweeds before Miss Olive came
back those plain, intelligent
women are so serious about their
deadly clothes! I thought if I kept
quiet, this other woman would go
away. But at last, I decided to
a
To Mrs. Thorae'f
"TJLUFF your way past us,"
-Ajey said. "Uh-huh. An' no
body could And fault with that
fiiece of actln'. Now, what about
his rug business?"
Mrs. Hingham presented him
with an elaborate and rather
poignant explanation. She had
refused to lend the rug to Bram
Keid for the opening play. Bram
had begged her for It, but she
had been adamant Back in her
own room, after the had taken
several pills to ease the hideous
pain of her whirling head, she be
gan to realize how selfish she
was. She decided to let Bram
have the rug.
"In short, Asey said, "you used
the rug for one last try to
wheedle Bram Reid into lettln'
you have that part, huh? That
was your big gesture. I see. Now,
bout Ann Joyce "
Mrs. Hingham burst Into a flood
of praise for Ann Joyce. Ann was
a sterling young actress, a fine
girl, admirable in every respect,
and definitely destined for great
successes. If Ann had been mur
dered, the loss to the Theater
would be beyond belief.
Asey let her talk herself out
"Where's Bram Reid now?"
Asey asked.
"I don't knowl Back where he
lives in Quisset, I suppose!" Mrs.
Hinnham was now practically
seething. "He wasn't here at all
tonight. He phoned he had im
portant business to attend tol"
"Where's Horace?"
"I don't know!"
From the harshness of her tone,
Asey gathered that she didn't
much care, either.
"I don't know anything about
Horace!" Mrs. Hingham went on.
"I want to look I've answered all
your questions, haven't I? Do I
have to go to the police bar
racks?" 'That's up to Lieutenant Han
son," Asey told her. "You go back
to the Inn an' talk with him an'
sea what he decides you got any
way to get back there? Got a
car? Maybe you better come with
me."
"In a police ear?" Mrs. Hing
ham wet her lips. "Uh do you
have room for my things? I've got
quite a lot that must go back to
the Inn tonight Most of it's in
Ronnie's car already. Wouldn't it
be all right U I just went with
Ronnie?"
"Wa-el," Asey laid. "Wa-el-go
along with him, then. See Han
son right away, an' tell him all
you told me. Tell him I'll be right
back, only I got little errand to
attend to first"
Mrs. Hingham looked as If she
had just been granted a stay of
execution, Asey thought, as he
walked back through the lobby.
He strolled on out to the roadster,
where Mrs. Clutterfleld wu all
but buried in road maps.
"Figgered out your route?" he
Inquired as he got in.
"I've thought and thought."
Mrs. Clutterfleld told him seri
ously, "and I think I've made my
choice. I think I'll go via Ded
ham." Asey looked at her. "You
mean, via Dedham, Mass.?"
"Dedham'a so pretty, I always
think," Mrs. Clutterfleld missed
the irony of Asey's question.
"Have you found out anything
useful from Mrs. Hingham? Did
she tell you why Ann Joyce was
dressed up like Miss Olive?"
Fhllpotti
"XTOPE, but I think I know
a ' why, now. There's a play
Ann wanted a part in, I think. It
was a middle-aged jart, an' Ann'd
never taken one like it, an' I
think this dressin' up was to show
folks how much she could make
herself look the part."
"D'you suppose Mist Olive
knew about it?"
"I don't know. I hope Horace
or Bram Reid can settle that
Mrs. Clutterfleld, isn't that place
the girl stayed, the Beeches, near
here somewheres?"
"Just down by the shore." Mrs.
Clutterfleld waved a hand toward
the fog. "Down there."
"I think we'll drop by," Asey
said. "Hanson said he'd send
someone there as soon as his fel
lers come, but nobody's said noth.
In' about it Want to drive me
over there, please?"
Pushing the road maps out of
her way, Mrs. Clutterfleld backed
the roadster around without even
a preliminary quiver, and a few
minutes later drew up neatly in
front of the Beeches, whose sign
said simply, "Guests Meals
Open."
A distraught-looking woman In
a gray bathrobe answered Asey'i
knocks.
"Sorry to disturb you," Asey
said, "but has a state trooper
"They've all just gone. All of
them aren't you Asey Mayo?
Well, I'm Martha Thorne. Isn't
there some way to keep people
from taking pictures of this place?
What are they taking so many
pictures for?"
Asey shook his head.
"I'd like to." Asev said. "I was
goln' to ask you if you'd show
m- ...V...-. A- 1 .... J "
He followed her along a suc
cession of halls,' and finally sha
opened a door.
Here. Look. Those are all the
things she has. You could put that
poor girl's belongings into a suit
case. Everything excent of
course, for that packing case!
Heavens, 1 suppose u they'd
known that was hers, they'd hava
had everything out of it and taken
pictures of that too!"
What pacKin case?" Asev In.
quired.
"It's out here In the hall. See?
It came from the estate of some
relation of hers who'd died, and
she's hardly touched the things.
sne s Deen so ousy. I don t Know
what in the world she'd ever
have done with the things, any
way) It was just old stuffl She
took out those bronze book ends,
and that awful plaster cat see. in
there on her bureau? Thev took
dozens of pictures of that cat! j
can't think why, can you?"
nsey picaea up me cat ana
looked at it
None. I auess Hanson's sot an.
other of them photographers that
likes to enter prize contests. Ha
nad one once that drove him
nuts, gettln' angle shots of evi
dencehey!" He put down the rat and point
ed to a picture on the bureau.
it was a duplicate mcture ol
the bewhiskered man, the baby,
and the girl that Jennie had no
ticed in Miss Olive's folderl
"Oh. that." Mrs. Thorne said.
That came from the packing
box."
"Who are they?"
"She didn't know." Mrs. Thorne
said. "It was lust in things, with
that cat and the book ends. I told
her the man looked to me like e
minister. Doesn't he look like a
minister to you?"
"Philnotts!" Asev said. That's
why Jennie thought of Phllpotts!
tie does look sort of ministerial!"
Te fee eenUneaa'
YAKIMAWALKOUT
Yakima, Wash., Dec. 24. fPi
A federal mediation panel,
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A Very
Merry Christmas
Store for Men
headed by E. P. Marsh of Se
attle, today closed its prelimin
ary hearing on the fruit work
ers' strike which has been under
way here since the first week
of October.
Members of the citizens' com
mittee once thought the strike
had been solved and pending
a final decision pickets from
fruit row were called off. When
the employers declared they
were unable to take back all
the strikers, the pickets went
back on their beats and the med
iation panel was called In.
Ita sessions have been closed
Sydney. Australia (UP Iran sien
nas, llsht opera star. In a recent per
fnrmanee took time off from ail
ben and Sullivan to ln a first
otsht audleiwe a lecture on mors
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s 00 p. m. Ptad Allen. KSL: pred
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CHRISTMAS EVE
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
WKG6UPHlSSfOCKlN6
8v the living-room
fireplace and6&e$
ta bed
SfoRlS WTCWite IMftf CALLS 1b TOrlfR will
HE rW NOT HfVE H0H6 HE PLEASE FIX It t5BS
If UP SECORELY DJ0U6H NO REPLY
AND rfMl6Fftlll0Wi
DEClpES TWRElhS M09f
HAVE COME DP To BED
rVlfHOOT HIS HEARING
THEM. SlIJSOUfOF
BEP
IPtDES DOWKSfolftS
AMD IS SURPRISED 10
SEE LWWGrROOM
DOOR SHUT IkSHf
HEARS SOMEBODY , DECIDES IN AnV &61
ST1RR1K6 AROUND BY 1ft lb TAKE KO CHflKCES
FIREPLACE. AND IF HrS AtfD SCURRIES UP
TMrlER'5 IN BED WHO CAN S1AIR5
If BE BUf SANTA CLAUS ?
fSilMMl tr te BeO SluO-mu. Bl)
LEAPS Wlb BED, WlA
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HOPES EaJEWTHIHS IS
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Time. !UR.
GARDENS IN VACANT LOTS
Turlock, Cal. (UJQ To reduce
the cost of (chool children's
lunches, the Parent-Teacherg as
sociation has arranged with the
city council to have all vacant
lots, held for the non-payment of
taxes, cultivated as vegetable
gardens by WPA workers.
"preacher
Joplin, Mo. (U.R) Guy How.
ard, 30 has earned the title of
"Walking Preacher of the
Ozarks." for in the past nine
years he has walked more than
30,000 miles to conduct religious
services in rural districts.
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS
by JOHN MX
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PAUTEC AND frr26Er2AU0
BROOKLYN S,HOE PEALER.,
CARRY Z50 PiWFckcHT
5Z5 IN 'sTOCK
FROM WOMEN'
49 AAA A A MALL. T
AEN3 SlZE 2i EEEEEE
TO UAY bLUiN J!u'
egcj to produce TntS i-if" lrl
6 APULT Fl'sU ?.gr7iil
m. j5rT 'IkJOvAH CrtRuE?S
t'SKOUi FROM A TREE AND Kr , ft I
X!Z,ZSrm& BROKE HIS ARM fffftl (
ys-fcitfrWiirz- HE LK.ED HI'S OTMER'f WK"U. I
THE OuFrT5 A PERFECT JOS
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TWO FEET IN HEAVEN
Back in 1861 tha business founders of the Brooklyn, N. Y., shoe firm of Palter and
Fitzgerald aet out to take care of all sizes and shapes of human pedal extremities. Today
the atore carries the entire range of shoe sises for men and women, and the establishment
is heaven Indeed for anyone whose feet are longer, shorter, wider or narrower than tha
average. Palter and Fitsgerald's la the only store in America where a man with sise 21
EEEEEE foot can walk out with pair of shoes on his feetl
Friday: Mistletoe Medlclnel
LI'L ABNER The Rest Is Easy
By AL CAPP
I THIS IS DR. JEKYLllS, VOU MUST FIND ) A I I BUT HOW IS AH GONNA T VJELL-WE r
I REPORT. THE EXPLANATION YM HER.' IT MAY TAKE. v IT IS? VI I FIND HER?-WHAR 7 KNOW HER 1
I OF YOUR COMPLEX IS YEARS BUT, UNLESS J I I DO SHE LIVE AN y NAME IS
THAT YOU ARE. s YOU FIND THAT GIRU j 7 I I HOV KIN AH TELL BLOSSOM.'
SUBCONSCIOUSLY IN m -VOUR CASE. IS ) II SHE IS HER EF AH ) 'CHERRY
ILOVt. WIINA VjIKL Km. HWt.e.t.55 S II DO ntLI UK Wlr nuai OLA 1
NAMED'CHERRY BLOSSOM jm, rri ' I l HER?- NICKNAME.'- h
Te. W V r-4 Pel AH rl(n reawr ) ft 'I f TlJ iK a. Tl V '
AND SHE HAS HEART-SHAPED
EARS.'-THERE MUST BE. SUCH
A GIRL SOMEWHERE IN THE
WORLD.'.' ALL VOU HAVE. TO
DO IS FIND HEP., DEAR.'
TAILSPIN TOMMY Dr. Vermin Acts Swiftly!
By HAL FORREST
JKEETS. UNDER THE HYPNOTIC INFLUENCE
OF DR. VERMIN. BROKE AWAY FROM MIS
SQUADRON AND LANDED HIS SNIP IN AN
OULftlfcP RENDEZVOUS OF THE SPIES
AH H.' LT. MILLIGAN. YOU HAF
LANDED HERE EXACTLY AS
I COMMANDED.' THAT IS-S
GOOD NOW YOU SHALL
CARRY OUT THE REST OF
THE TASK I SHALL ASSIGN
TO YOU
SEIZE HIM QUICKLY.' U
I mc unut WEAKIN&
OPF I MUST ADMINISTER
IV1WKE..OR. OUR. PLANS
.shall be
RUINED
I IS THIS PART OF TH'WACKEY ) ( EH ? I I
I DREAM I HAD-. OR ARE YOU I ER...
k NUTS OR. SOMETHIN'?... I??? I
Vl LGWAN.' SPREAD YOUIL 1
I i . I loan ni . nprv r ill . . . . . . t a la
l.l.MUSTA BEEN DREAMIN'. OR. 1 1 I mcV.c. u,1 ,1 )
V iOMfcTHIN..TO LAND HERE.'-I U I 1 I Wv -SJ-T -" ' I W 'r& 1 I V
THE NEBBS Well. That's That B 80L HESS
Jl THINK ITS IMS V erAev?' ll if f DONtT THINK i N , I 111 I I f 111 BETTER SET THIS 'N' rVLL, L SENT AM X.
CUTEST "THINS THAT ) V ' J- h ( MISSED A TWIKlCr-lT WAS L. J " AWAY BEFORE HE SETS) EQUAL AMOUMT OP
( OUNOR STILL WRITES S. . 'j I SOME JOB SHOPPING THE LAST HOME. -IT SEEMS A .JVMHAT 1 SPEmT ON HIM. )
TO SANTA ClAUS-VT A ( , ' i VMINIUTE -ONE TWINS VOU OONT j SHAME TO GIVE 7Y TO THE CHARITIES PCR J
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rearmament Nit day ha denlad thai
J
i ha waa apraktni on behalf of the
I Oxford group.