Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 193, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 December 1930 — Page 15

DEC. 22, 1930

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REGIX HERE TODAT JUANITA SELIM Is murdered at • brldr*. Possible suspects Include LYDIA i CAHR. the mstd; DEXTT.R SPRAGUE. JOHN C. DRAKE. JUDGE MARSHALL. Nita s landlord, to whom she paid no rent. POLLY BEALE and CLIVE HAMMOND. in the solarium together at the time of the murder. FLORA MILES. JANET RAYMOND, and RALPH HAMFlora Miles admits she was In Nitas closet reading a note which she thinks Is from her husband TRACEY, but which Is really from Sprague. Ralph HAMMOND, engaged to Nlta. finds out that Sprague Is her lover but his statement that he spent the night at a cheap hotel trying to ‘ drink It off and his Innocence of Nlta's death until the next morning seem to clear him. _____ SPECIAL INVESTIGATOR DUNDEE Is interested In finding out who paid Nlta *IO.OOO since her arrival In Hamilton. At the lnouest. most of the evidence is withheld, stress be ng laid on the theory that Nlta was killed by a New York gunman. „.. , Lvdia has arranged for Nlta s cremation. as instructed, and is given rermlsslon to take from the house the velvet dress. 12 or 13 years o,d which Nlta chose for her shroud, and which Dundee suspects Is a wedding dress. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT (Continued) “Judge and Mrs. Hugo Marshall, Mr. and Mrs. Tracy A. Miles, Mr. and Mrs. John C. Drake, Mrs. Peter Dunlap. Miss Janet Raymond, Miss Polly Beale, Miss Penelope Crain, Mr. Clive Hammond, Mr. Dexter Sprague—of New York—and Mrs. Selim's maid, Lydia Carr,” Captain Strawn answered promptly. “Did you find on the premises any clue which you consider of importance to thin jury?” “I did! A bunch of footprints under the window you’ve been talking about. Here are life-size photographs of ’em, doctor. . , And the rambler rose vines that climb up the outside of the window had been orn.” After the photographs had been duly Inspected by the jury of six Dr. Price said: “That is all, and thank you, Captain Strawn. .. . Mr. Dundee!” As had been agreed between the coroner and the district attorney, Dundee's testimony, after the preliminary questions, was confined to the offering of Nita Selim's “last will and\estament” and the note to Lydia. The reporters, who obviously had feared that nothing new would eventuate, sat up with startled interests, then their pencils flew, as Dundee read the two documents, after he had told when and where he had discovered them. As District Attorney Sanderson had said: “Better give the press something new' to chew on, but for God's sake don’t mention that checkbook of Nita’s. It’s dynamite, boy—dynamite! ” While the morgue chapel w r as still In a buzz of excitement, Dundee w'as dismissed, and District Attorney Sanderson requested adjournment of the inquest for one week. The police were urging the crowd upon its way before it became fully aw'are that it had been cheated of the pleasure of hearing, at first hand, the stories of that fatal bridge and cocktail party, from the guests themselves. “Tell the Carr woman I w r ant to speak to her,” Sanderson directed Dundee. “She’ll thank, you for rescuing her from the reporters.” As Dundee pushed his way through the jam he heard a reporter earnestly pleading with Lois Dunlap: “But I’m sure you can remember the cards each player held in that 'death hand,’ Mrs. DunCHEERPULLY sure that he could trust Lois Dunlap's discretion and distaste for publicity, Dundee w'ent on. grinning at the reporter’s use of Ills ow n lurid phrase. Two minutes later Sanderson. Strawn, and Dundee #vere closeted in Dr. Price’s own office with Lydia Carr. “First, Lydia,” began Sanderson, “I want to warn you to give the reporters no information at all regarding the nature or extent of your mistress’ bequest. “It w’as little enough she had, poor girl, beyond her clothes and a few pieces of jewelry,” Lydia answered stubbornly. “Arc you going to let me do what she told me to, in that note? . . . Not-that I hold with burning ” “I see no reason why you should not take charge of the body, Lydia, and arrange it immediately for cremation. ... Do you, Captain Strawn?” Sanderson answered. “No, sir. The quicker the better.” “Then, Lydia, if Captain Strawn will send you out to the Selim house with one of his boys, you may get the dress described in Mrs. Selim’s note—” “And the curls she cut oil and had made into switches.” Lydia interrupted. “I can't dress my poor girl's hair in a French roll without them!”

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“The curls, too,” Sanderson agreed, with a slight smile. “Now as to the cremation—” •‘Mrs. Miles let me come in early to see about that,” Lydia interrupted again. “They can do it this afternoon, and you don’t need to worry about the expense. I’ve got money enough of my own to pay my girl’s funeral expenses.” “Good!” Sanderson applauded. “The will will be probated as soon As possible, of course, but it makes it simpler if you will pay the necessary expenses now.” “Just a minute, chief,” Dundee halted the district attorney as he was about to leave. “Under the circumstances, I think it highly advisable that we get pictures of the burial dress. "I suggest you have Lydia bring the things to your office before she lays out the body, and that Car-raw-ay photograph the dress there, from all angles. I should also like to have a picture of the body after Lydia has finished her services.” The maid’s scarred face flushed a deep, angry red. but she offered no protest when the district attorney accepted both of Dundee’s suggestions. “Then you’ll have Carraway with j his camera at my office in about an hour?” Sanderson turned to Captain Strawn. “Let’s say 12 o’clock. “By the w'ay, Lydia, you may bring in with you the few pieces : of jew’elry you mentioned. I’ll keep them safely in my offices until j the will is probated and they are turned over to you.” “I don’t know where she kept them,” Lydia answered. “What?” exclaimed Bonnie Dundee. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE “T SAID I don’t know where she A kept her jewelry," Lydia retorted harshly. “It wan’t worth much —not a hundred dollars altogeher, I’ll be bound, because Nita sold her last diamond not a week before we left New York. “She ow’ed so many bills then that the money she got for directing that play at the Forsyte school hardly made a dent on them.” “Do you know whether the jewelry was in the house or in a safe deposit box?” Dundee asked, excitement sharpening his voice. “It must have been in the house, because she wure the different pieces any time she pleased,” the maid answered. “I didn’t ask no questions, and I didn’t happen to see her get it or put it away. “I didn’t ever do much lady’s maid work for her, like dfessing. her and fixing her hair—just kept her clothes and the house in order, and did what little cooking there was to do—- “ Her dressing table?” Dundee prodded. “Her desk?” The maid shook her head. “I always was straightening up the drawers in both her dressing table and her desk, and she didn’t keep the jewelry there.” “Captain Strawn, when you searched the dressing table and desk for the gun or anything of importance, did you have any reason to suspect a secret drawer in either of them?” “No, Bonnie. They’re just ordinary factory furniture. I tapped around for a secret drawer, of course, but there wasn’t even any place for one,” Strawn answered, with an indulgent grin. “I want to see Penny Crain!” Dundee cried, making for the door. “Then you’d better come along to the courthouse with me,” Sanderson called after him. “I sent her back to the office as soon as the inquest w T as adjourned.’” The two men passed through the now deserted morgue chapel and almost bumped into a middle-aged man, obviously of the laboring class, in spite of his slicked-up Sunday appearance. “You’re the district attorney, ain’t you, sir?” he addressed Sanderson in a nervous, halting undertone. “Yes. What is it?” “I come to the inquest to give some information, sir, but it was adjourned so quick I didn’t have time ” “Who are you?” Sanderson interrupted impatiently. “I’m Raw’lins. sir. I w’orked for the poor lady, Mrs. Selim —gardening one day a week ” tt tt tt “/ r 'iOME to my office!” Sanderson Vj commanded quickly, as a lingering reporter approached on a run. . . . “No, no! I’m sorry, Harper,” he said hastily, cutting into thq reporter's questions. “Nothing new!

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“You may say that the police have throwTi out a dragnet"—and he grinned at the trite phrase—“for the gunman w r ho killed Mrs. Selim, and will offer a reward for the recovery of the weapon—a Colt's .32 equipped with a Maxim silencer. “Come along, George, and I’ll explain Just what Mr. Sanderson and I have in mind.” The district attorney and Dundee strode quickly away, and the man, Rawlins, after a moment of indecision, trotted after them. “I don’t understand, sir. and my name ain't George. It’s Elmer.” “You don’t have to understand anything, except that you’er not to answer any question that any reporter asks you,” Sanderson retorted. When the trio entered the reception room of the district attorney’s suite in the courthouse, Sanderson paused at Penny Crain’s desk:, '“Bring in your notebook, Penny. This man las some information he considers important.” A minute later Sanderson had begun to question his voluntary, but highly nervous witness. “Your name?” “It’s Elmer Rawlins, like I told you, sir,” the man protested, and flinched as Penny recorded his words in swift shorthand. “It w’as my wife as made me ! come. She said as long as me and her knowed I didn’t do nothing! wrong, I’d oughta come forward \ and tell what I knowed.” “Yes, yes!” Sanderson encouraged him impatiently. “You say you worked for Mrs. Selim as gardener one day a week ” “Yes, sir, but I ’tended to her hot W’ater and her garbage, too — twice a day it 'Was I had to go and stoke the little laundry heater that heats the hot water tank in summertime when the steam furnace ain’t being used. “I live about a mile beyond the Crain place, that is, the house the lady was killed in ” Did you come to stoke the laundry heater Saturday evening?” D *• *e interrupted. “Excuse me, sir, he turned to the district atto* ,ey, “but this Is the first time I’ve seen this man.” “No, sir, I didn’t stoke it Sat’dy night,” Rawlins answered uneasily. “You see, I was cornin’ up the road to do my chores at half-past six, like I always do, but before I got to the house I seen a lot of policemen’s cars and motorcycles, and I didn’t want to get mixed up in nothing, so I turned around and went home again. t “I didn’t know what was up, but when me and the wife went into Hamilton Sat’dy night in our flivver we seen one of the extries and read about how the poor lady was murdered. But that ain’t what I was i gettin’ at, sir ” a * a “TT7ELL, what are you getting Jy at?” Sanderson urged. “Well, the extry said the police had found some footprints under the front-most of them two side windows to Mis’ Selim's bedroom, and went on to talk about the rose vines being tore, and straight off I said to the missus, “Them’s my footprints, Minnie’ Minnie’s my wife’s name—” “Your footprints!” Sanderson ejaculated, then shook with silent laughter. “There goes Strawn’s case, Bonnie!” But immediately he was serious again, as the import of this new evidence came to him. ‘Tell us all about it, Rawlins. . . . When did you make those footprints?” “Friday, sir. That’s the day I gardened for Mis’ Selim. . . . You see, sir, the poor little lady told me she was kept awake nights when they was a high wind, by the rose vines tapping against the windows. “Says she, ‘I think they’s somebody tryin’ to git into my room, Elmer,’ and I could see the poor little thing was mighty nervous anyway, so I didn't waste no time. “I cut away a lot of the rose vine and burned it when I was burnin’ the garbage and papers in the cinerator out back.” “Is that all, Rawlins?” Sanderson asked. “ ’Bout all lhat 'mounts to anything,” the laborer deprecated. ‘But they was somethin’ else that struck me as a little funny, when I come to think of it—” “Well?” Sanderson prodded, as the man halted uncertainly. , “Well, it’s like I told you, it was my job to burn the papers. That scar-face maid of Mis’ Selim’s put everything—garbage and trash—in a big garbage can outside the back door, and I burnt ’em up. “So I was kinder surprised Sat’dy morning’, when I went to stoke up the laundry heater, to find somebody's been meddlin’ with my drafts and had let the fire go clean out. I had to clean out the ashes and build anew Are—” “You're trying to say. I suppose, that you could tell by the ashes that someone had been burning papers in the laundry heater?” Sanderson i asked, with a quick glance at DunI dee's tense face. (To Be Continued) *

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“There is the gate,’’ Tarzan whispered, pointing to the far end of the arena. “Escape while you are yet alive.” The crowd roared. “I shall tear you limb from limb!” shouted the murderer. “I am here,” said Tarzan calmly. “Flee!” screamed the murderer, and, lowering his head, he charged like an angry bull.

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