Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 183, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 December 1930 — Page 10

PAGE 10

MurcSer AI Pr icicle hu AN,Nt AUSIIN .tuMyt f<> £' the pigeon* J) y ■. T£ aVEN&N & P^^W v^Ag DEg ' * •

BEGIN HEBE TODAY rUANITA SELIM is murdered a* bridst* Peplaylng of the "death hard" •,hoas that the following had opportunity for murdtr: CLIVE HAMMOND and POLLY BE'LE. together in the solarium. FLOP t MILES, in Nita ! oloset reading a note sent to Nita which ■he thinks is from her husband, LYDIA, the maid, whc savs she was alseep and did not hear LOIS DUNLAP. In the dining room with TRACEY MILES, ring for her. JUDGE MARSHALL and JOHN DRAKE, coming In separately and o’iced by no one. DEXTER SPRAGUE, who sent, the note to Nita and who came from the bus and went into the dining ■•oom with JANET RAYMOND PENNY CRAIN. KAREJ,’ MARSHALL anti CAROLYN DRAKE played bridge RALPH HAMMOND is ir.eeplicably missng Sprague exUains tha note plausibly. DUNDEE tells the group that a gun with a Maxim silencer was used, and learns that Marshall has such a gun. that the group used it in target practice, and that Nita was the last to use it The gun is missing, and Dundee learns that every guest had opportunity to tea! It. Polly demands that the guests be parched, but no weapon is lound. Dundee at last releases the guests, and offer.' to guard the house until midnight CAPTAIN STRAWN leaves him alone, hinting that he is in possession of iects Dundee has missed NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER NINETEEN ALTHOUGH Bonnie Dundee had taken Captain Strawn’s none-lo-gentle parting gibe with good grace, it was a very thoughtful voting detective who set about locking himself in the house in which Nita Selim had been murdered, and which he had promised to guard until midnight Captain Strawn had beaten him *o the job that evening by at least twenty-minuses. Had the old defective stumbled upon something w hich Dundee, for all his spectacular thoroughness, had overlooked, or had been unable to turn up because Strawn had suppressed it? Only his optimistic faith in the old detective's willingness to cooperate with him, now that he was no longer a member of Strawn’s homicide squad, had kept him from asking Strawn pointblank if the death chamber,” as the newspapers would be calling it, bad yielded up ome tangible, unmistakable clue. What if Strawn’s parting boast was not an idle one, and he really had ‘‘the goods” on Ralph Hammond? Had the old chief been laughing up his sleeve during the farce of playing out the ’’death hand at bridge,” and during the merciless quizzing of old Judge Marshall? But his native conimonsense quickly routed his gloom. Captain Strawn was too direct in his methods, too afraid of antagonizing the rich and influential, to have permitted even a ‘‘special investigator” from the district attorney's office to torment those twelve people needlessly. Probably Strawn, feeling a little hurt at having played second fiddle all evening, simply had wanted to get him fussed, even now was chuckling over the effect of his parting boast. . . . Much cheered, Dundee lingered in lhe dining room, where he had made the windows fast against any intrusion, so that his task cl guarding the house alone might be minimized. As he glanced at the table, with its silver plates heaped with tiny anwiches of caviar and anchovy paste, its tiny silver boats of olives and sweet pickles, he discovered that he was very hungry indeed. b a a \S he munched the drying sandwiches and sipped charged water — the various liquors for cocktails on the sideboard offered 3. temptation which he sternly resisted —Dundee's thoughts boiled and churned, throwing up picture after picture of Nita Selim, alive and then dead; of Penny Crain—bless her!—helping him at the expense of her loyalty to lifelong friends; of Flora Miles, lying desperately and then confessing to a shameful theft; of Karen Marshall gallantly playing out the ‘’death hand;” of Karen's stricken, childish face when she learned that her elderly husband had met and at least flirted with Nita Selim at a chorus girls’ party. . . . At that last picture Dundee flushed. Had he made a fool of himself, or was he right in his suspicion that Hugo Marshall had given Ni*a Selim this cottage rent free? That point should be easily settled, at any rate. . . . Ruefully reflecting that appetizers do not make a satisfactory meal he betook himself to the dead woman’s bedroom. . . . Yes, his memory had served him well. Here was her desk—a small, feminine affair of rosewood, set in the corner of the room nearest the porch door. The desk was not locked, Ac Dundee let down the slanting lid. whose polish was marred with many

° tfgßg|3l \3Z 133

HORIZONTAL 39 Eye tumor. 40 Face cloths. 0 Obstruction 1 Secret. 41 Hub. VERTICAL of a stream. 6 To leave- 42 To relate t Rabbik 7 To peel. 11 Fet * d ‘ 43 Shelter, 2 Relish. 8 Swarming--12 Mine vessel, 44 \ights 3 Climbing. 9 Black bird. before. plants. 10 Inclination. „ 45 Made of 4 Paradise. 13 To chew. :?s,“ r ••>*-• *•!•- SSSTS.- i'Sim four. P AjR IISL MAN I A 24 Devoured. 31 Aye. |B A L E SllS Q L. Ellß El 27 Pieces of 22 Assessment A T'O PMIS T O PliP OPI _ sculpture. amount. fIT F“llp F E NfilC AD P . ox vtl Ejß mff % ¥=■ Vb 20 slab of stone. tTOBS L A vMI A DEN 31 Aloe. 27Twk£ - TTgf5P}A RE PIT BSMB 32T0 alm> 30 Intertwined. M ZvT SHN U Sun--81 Verjr high QMgNB U 5 E SIBF 5 R iron ' mountain. g g jWT R Q DgfF LQ G £ u££ P 36 Impetuous. E S[jj 39 Sneaky, 88 Sleigh. ISmE,ETLJISIC|QiPiEr 40 still.

fingerprints, he saw that its contents were in a hopeless jumble. So Strawn had beaten him to this, too! Had he found an allimportant clew in one of the many little pigeonholes and drawers, stuffing it into his pocket just before a bumptious young "special investigator” arrived? But Dundee’s returning gloom instantly was dispelled. Here was Nita’s checkbook, a flutter of filledin stubs attached to only one remaining blank check. So Nita had banked with the Hamilton National bank, of which John C. Drake—who apparently hated his fattish, fussy wife—wan ?. vice-president. Another tiny fact to be tucked away . . . She had opened her account. apparently, on April 21, the day of her arrival in Hamilton—the guest and employe of Mrs. Peter Dunlap. Probably Lois Dunlap had advanced her the S2OO as first payment for her prospective work in organizing a Little Theater movement in Hamilton. Turning rapidly through stubs, Dundee stopped twice, whistling softly with amazement each time. For on April 28, and again on May 5, Nita Selim had deposited $5,000. Where had she got the money! Were the sums, possibly, transfers from accounts in New York banks? Hardly likely that a little Broadway hangeron had had so much hard cash on deposit. Then where had she got it—ss,ooo at a time, here in Hamilton? tt U tt BLACKMAIL? , . . Hastily but thoroughly Dundee ran through the remaining check stubs. . . . No record at all of a check for rent made out to Judge Hugo Marshall! But there was a stub that interested him. Check No. 17—Nita had spent her money lavishly—was filled in as follows, in Nita’s pretty backhand: No 17—59,000 May 9, 1930. To Trust Depl For Investment. Had John C Drake, who as vicepresident in charge of trusts and investments doubtless had handled the check, wondered at all where the $9,000 had come from? One other revelation came out of the twenty-three filled-in stubs. On every Monday Nita Selim had drawn a check for S4O, to her maid, Lydia Carr. Again Dundee whistled. Forty dollars a week was, he wagered to himself, more money than any other maid in Hamilton was lucky enough to receive! Nita in anew light—an over-generous Nita! Or —was Nita herself paying blackmail on a small scale? He reached into a pigeonhole whose contents—a thick packet of unusued envelopes—had not been disturbed by Strawn, and was about to remove an envelope in which to place the all-important checkbook, when he noticed something slightly peculiar. An envelope in the middle of the packet looked rather thicker than an empty case should. . . . But it was not empty. And across the face of the expensive, cream-colored linen paper was written, in taht same pretty, very legible backhand: TO BE OPENED IN CASE OF MY DEATH —Juanita Leigh Selim. His heart hammering, and his fingers trembling, Dundee drew out two cicse-vritten sheets of creamy notepaper. After all, who had bettea - right than he to open it? Was he not the representative of the district attorney? And he hadn't damaged the envelope. It had opened very easily indeed—its flap had yielded instantly to his thumbnail. . . . Wait! It had been too easy. Before unfolding the letter or" whatever it was. Dundee examined the flap of the envelope. . . . Yes! He was not the first to open it since its original sealing. God grant he hedn’t destroyed any tell-tale fingerprints in his criminal haste to learn any secret that Nita Selim had recorded here! . Perhaps Nita herself had unsealed the letter to make an addition or a ccrrestion? Well, whatever damage had been done was done now, and he might as well read. . . . Five minutes later Bonnie Dundee was racing through the dining room, pushing open tne swinging door that led into the butler’s panfry. Where the devil were the steps that led down into the basement? A precious minute was lost before he discorercd that a door in the

dark back hall opened upon the steep stairs. . . . b tt a AN unshaded light, dangling from the ceiling, revealed the furnace in one corner of the big basement, laundry equipment in another. He plunged on. . . . That must be the maid’s room behind that closed door. God! What if she load escaped while he had been munching caviar and anchovy sandwiches? A fine guard he’d been. . . . And it wasn't as if he hadn’t had a dim suspicion o fthe truth. , . . The knob turned easily. He flung upon the door. And then his kneed nearly gave way, so tremendous was his relief. For there, on the thin mattress of a white-enameled iron bed. lay the woman he so ardently desired to see. She had been asleep, and the noise he had made startled her into panicky w - akefulness. Instinctively her hand flew to the ruined left side of her face. “What—? Who-?” Lydia Cangasped, struggling to a sitting position, only to fall back as nausea swept ove rher. ‘‘You remember me?” Dundee panted. “Dundee of the district attorney's office. I questioned -you this afternoon ” The woman closed the single eye that had escaped the accident which had marred her face so hideously. ‘‘l—remember . . . I’m sick ... "I told you all I know.” “Lydia, why didn’t you tell me that it was your mistress, Mrs. Selim, who did—that?” Dundee demanded sternly, pointing to the woman’s sightless left eye and ruined cheek. <To Ec Continued) • ' FIGHT HOOVER CHOICE Appointee to Power Sodv Opposed in Senate, Bt- Scrim>g~Hoicard Scwtsvaner Alliance WASHINGTON. Dec. 10.—A fight wt • be made on at least one more of President Hoover’s five power commissioners, it is indicated today. Senator-Elect Huey Long, Louisiana, has notified Senator Burton K. Wheeler of the senate interstate and foreign commerce committee, before whom the commissioners are to appear. that he opposes confirmation of Marcel Garsaud, the Louisiana appointee to the commission. Long asked Wheeler to hold up confirmation until he gets to the senate. When Wheeler told him this would probably be impossible. Long said he would wire his reasons for opposing Gafsaud and suggest a list of Louisiana people who might be summoned by the committee as witnesses concerning him. STATE WILL CELEBRATE Indiana. Day to Be Rccoognized in Capitol Program. First state observance of Indiana day, in the house of representatives, at the statehouse, at 8 p. m. Thursday, will be featured with an address by Ross F. Lockridge, Bloomington. He will speak on “Our State and Country.” Tile Indiana Historical Society, organized Dec. 11, 1830, is arranging the public celebration of the state's birthday at the statehouse.

STICKERS

A man owned a square held as shown in the diagram. One quarter of it, indicated in black, is where His house stood. He wanted to divide the remainder of the field into four parts, all of equal size and shape. How did he do it? >

Answer for Yesterday

© / \ By replacing the numbers 1,2 and 3 with the letters TANARUS, E and A, as shown above, and then following the arrows and spelling in the order of 1,2,3 —2,3, I —and 3,1,2, you make the three words, TEA, EAT and ATE.

TARZAN AND THE LOST EMPIRE

C-,—,T l ■-. , ■ ~ _

For three weeks Tarzan remained in the home of Maximus Praeclarus. Festi vitas, Praeclarus’ mother, conceived a liking for the bronzed barbarian and set about to teach him Latin. Always quick at languages, Tarzan soon had a working knowledge of the classic tongue and talked to Festivitas by the hour. k

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

I? w.’lads ! it pleases me i|| lit-talk I f To HM/E YOU SWING INTO THE IS oaAE •tTm£ f P&oPle iNTc \ CHRISTMAS IDEA AND, MARK YOU, JivcU’RE PisiaiMe \ BuY/Ne> A \ >T WILL BE LIKE A BOOMERANG 1 ' ft A bell / "Turkey-rb f THE quickest WAY To make YOUP- <7 THAT HaSaTT *) GNB SELF HAPPY, IS TO MAKE SOMEONE A CPATKEP A-TURKEYS SAPPY- IT ISN'T WHAT YOU sooMp J ARE cHeaP JUT TO WHOM YOU 6|VE IT. VE , AR • EAR—CHRISTMAS DAY IS -WBV ro BE a mepry owe foe \/\ He A uv unfortunate and the A sack cf r EASLEsi UNEMPLOYED ' WE Will j A "Food will

FRECKLES and his friends

yy|j? THE OVJLY WAY HJE-’u.) f 80T AS LOWS AS THAT PHAHtOM '*V~Q frJEc <set oot op iuis Cioea is Qomaw' apouho.sns "'f¥. V/Au - Cv ,s 7° So "THbough arffyi ’ / SETTER kjoT Tahr THE . •j/p; THAT THE ; J ' If. -* CHANCE ... THERE HE "; ,N °iSl?a? US '■ ’ll|L <SoESASA^: -'

WASHINGTON TUBBS II

'ta'lEir/ONE is BSEWULtSStV wiAVTiNCj FOR THE. A L3 PROFESSOR To DROP THE BOMB. SPARKS ARE G* T> “ i ' JSIsT MM FUtmo FROM UIS MACVMME EVIERtTUINC? IS REAO7. LOOK' CDICC// Wf sss*jl*SSs wmim I S TJIKSL® UP ThERE!# xou.BtfOKe ffiflfM

SALESMAN SAM

fvjPL'SAr'., \ MAO IT PfteTtV Ke ( ' M , AU ' ' HAO ,T 1 Oro.U' aMV PL .‘cf a /'-reA'H, To TM'SHOW— 'WHY OOMTCHA TbSS \ 010 3k SoeT YgDAY SeLLIW CoTYciO / PRETTY' -HPUSH TtIMIG-HT"? l DoM’T KMOW WHICH , OP A COICC*

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

( 1 ; IT 7 'll &\ /? T -- ■ J ' r HOUD,fcP©y ~S>AV. t} W to SAV \M \Jf ■, v WOOVO H'ywSL TO | too.l'osv 14\ ffl © VOG\? •• \SNT ; laMX ,X?S -\T 60 Tor?. fx i THKV 60MT r_OOVC-b UVfc |||| ™ ... ——

Meanwhile the slave, Meingu, had been talking to intimate friends about the secret guest in his master's house. The talk spread and the result was that one day in the market place Mpingu felt a heavy hand laid upon his shoulder, and, turning, he found himself looking into the face oi a centurion of the palace guard.

—B’’ Ahern

••1 VKSJW VOO WOOVONT HVMO . 6V£ -\M 60<W?W , j CH V*\AM<6 , SOT X 1 WMb SO WTO ••NK>’---V*t>UT'V OW-WWZE UiONIT COOIOKi'v 9©6S\gvr OTC\OTO VO €>\T VK> VOOR CM? OX. 'ROOM HWOT 60$ t. AW(:

"Come with me,” said the centurion'. Mpingu drew back afraid. "What do you want of me?” he asked. “I have done nothing.” “Come,” ordered the soldier. "I was not sent out to confer with you, tut to get you.’’ And he jerked Mpingu roughly toward him and pushed him back among the legionaries tvbo stood in file behind him.

OUT OUR WAY

f( A CAut'SEE \ f '-/oo all must ; / fiwes ug a bag o’ cakiov C*Q, OUfeT -To PA'V j 1 WL4EVI VJ£. PAV TK* ©H-L-An' " Tr’ grocery Sill. , / I THEQ' 13TST ‘SCAtRT TuL EAT / GOOD GRACiCOft, / \ WAVS HOME. / ‘ A WHOvt T vKvjOvai - - / GOiVJGr To PAV J —- A GROCERY 1 Bill- j ! OM.NO-kiOTSO mucM \ \ Vrou’o Triajk' / -TUAT A<=,, X. OU-O uvns. j ) cC S' T Go, SO Tr‘ GROCERY MOW I -t. > vncGt ferget tme.r’s J / Kao REM OWE. IKI OUR l FAWieoY.'WREKI HE*S.<s2B!s§i I j MONaEU-T-S WE'D UU£ To LIVE Oki£(? jt.c?w.u..a pis u. a. pat err The, ESCORT. CitnnYiimwwctiiic. ,

■ • ^ > Ncfr' •

f SKU£ MOERTe howiThe blazes) twetbe W Lies, SMUB, UtS*. ]to me ounceon hovi tuo they get there? Jdo i knovj? Hindoo spies. \ the Americans / vheeth them 1 . -r<- II I I I|„, l m a ■-= *7 TRyiN’TO STEAL OOR \ CEOOKS, AND THCOViI AWAY ** sea WQ'/LM't' / )WENTiC4 HSR WEEKS.) VULTURES 1 / THE KEYS, \ rV v . j l ‘A U \ 6a/pwe NQmwti woct Tofewe, I I from tue hatep mNPQQS. y-)j Vy " oicairm iotvict*[HC wto. u . pat, err, j J

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

A crowd had gathered, as crowds always do when a man is arrested, but the centurion ignored them, and the people fell aside as the soldier marched away with the black slave. Mpingu though he would be taken to the dungeons of the rolosseum. but presently he realized he was being headed toward the palace, and terror filled him, p

.DEC, 10, 1930

—By Williams

—By Blosser

—By Crane

—By Small

—By Martin