Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 206, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 January 1931 — Page 11

Jan. 6, 1931

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BEGIN HE HE TODAY •FECIAL INVESTIGATOR DUNDEE WlJevw Ih*t JUANITA SELIM and DEXTER SPRAGUE were both murdered becA'iee t.hi>v were partners In a blackmail acheire. while the police theory la that •they were killed to avenge “SWALLOWTAIL BA MM Y" SAVELLL whom Nit* U supposed to have double-crossed. Os Dundee s six possible suspects— JUDGE MARSHALL, owner of the death weapon: POLLY BEALE and CLI\TT HAMMOND Who marrl-d suddenly after Sprague's death: JOHN DRAKE. JANET RAYMOND, in love with Sprague, and FLORA MlLES—his cate Is strongest •&U possible she killed Nita. thinking Nlta had told her husband. TRACEY of som -canda! Involving her. and that Tracev killed Sprague to protect htr w.fe from a ch ?. r, L ,! J? , murder. He lerrns that Flora rushed Tiacey Into marrlar': and that he. a ma.e wallflower " wa very flattered. Taking up the trial in New York, he finds that the dress in which Nlta was cremated and which he thinks was her ■ wedding dr s s. was bought in Januar>, 1918. He then goes to the Forsyte school, where all 'hewomen Involved In the mvster y attended, and where Nlta Wee director of the Easter play. He learns from GLADYS tARLE, bitter old maid, who was extreme y fond of Nlta. that Nlta hart not been divorced the • car before. Miss Earle hints at srandr.ls that have been h, ished u £, J? 7 tj * oarente of thff Forsyte prirls. NOW GO OS WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FORTY-TWO Bonnie Dundee’s heart leaped, but he forced himself to go poftlv “T suppose,” he said casually, “a fashionable school like this has plenty of carefully hushed-up Ecandale—” "I'll say it has!” Miss Earle retorted inelegantly, and with ghoulish satisfaction. "Money can do anything! It makes my blood simply boll when I think of how those Forsvte girls in Hamilton—so smug and snobbish in their hick town ‘society’—must be running poor Nita down, now that she’s dead and can't defend herself! . . If the truth was only known about some of them— ’’ Dundee could almost have embraced the homely life-soured spinster—she was making his task ’so easy for him ■Tve met them all, of course, since Mrs. Selim was murdered,” he said deprecatingly, ‘a’nd I must say they seem to be remarkably fine women and girls—” "Oh, are they?” Miss Earle snorted. "Flora Ifackett Mrs. Tracey Meads she is now—didn’t happen to tell you the nice little fuss she kicked up when she was here did she? Oh, no! I guess not,!” "She looks," Dundee agreed, "like a girl who would have made things lively." “I'll say so! Miss Pendleton nearly had nervous prostration!” Miss Earle plunged on, then fear blanched her face for a moment. "You know you’ve promised you’ll never tell Miss Pendleton or Miss Macon that you talked to me!” "You can depend on it that I will protect you,” Dundee assured her. When did Flora Hackett kick up her little fuss?” "Let’s sec. . . . Flora was graduated in June, 1920,” Miss Earle obliged, willingly. “S'* it must have been in 1919—yes, because she had one more year here. Os course they let her come back! . , . Money! . . . ‘‘She took the lead in our annual Easter play in 1919, and just because Serena Hart complimented her and told her she was almost as good as a professional ” "Serena Hart!” Dundee wonderlngly repeated the name of one of America’s most popular and beloved stage stars. "Yes—Serena Hart,” Mi?* Earle repeated proudly. “She was a Forsyte girl, too, and of course she did go into the chorus herself, after she was graduated in—let’s see—l9l7, because It was the second year after I’d come to work here—and Miss Pendleton nearly died, because she was afraid Forsyte’s precious prestige would be lowered; but when Serena became a star everything was grand, of course, and Forsyte was proud to claim her. "Anyway, Serena comes to the Easter play every year she can. if she isn’t in a Broadway play herself. of course, and so she saw Flora acting in the Easter play in 1919 and told her she was awfully good. “She was, too, but not half the actress that, little Penny Crain was, when she had the lead in the play four or five years ago.” a a tt DUNDEE’S heart begged him to ask for more details of Penny’s triumph, but his Job demanded that he keep the now too-voluble Miss Earle to the business In hand. "And Flora Hackett ” he prompted. Well, the next day after the play the Easter vacation began, you know, and Flora forged a letter from her father, giving her permission to spend the ten days’ Easter holiday with one of the girls who

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lived In Atlanta,” Miss Earle continued, with great relish. “Well, sir, right in the middle of the holidays, here came her father and mother—they were both alive then—and asked for Flora! They wired the girl in Atlanta, and Flora wasn't there, and the Hacketts were nearly crazy, “But as luck wuold have it, Mr. Hackett ran into a friend of theirs on Broadway, and this friend began i to tease Mr. Hackett about h's! daughter’s being a chorus girl!” "A chorus girl!” Dundee echoed, taking care not to show his disappointment. “Os course they nabbed her right out of the show, but that wasn’t the worst of it!” Miss Earle went on dramatically and mysteriously. “They tried to hush it up, of course, but the word went through the school like wildfire that Flora wasn’t only in the chorus, but that she was living with an actor she’d been writing lan letters to long before the Easter play went on.” "Did you hear his name?” Dundee asked. “No,” Miss Earle acknowledged regretfully. "But I’ll bet anything it was the truth! . . . Why, Flora Hackett was so man-crazy she flirted scandalously with every male teacher in the school. The golf pro wc had then got so scared of her he his job!” "I suppose,” Dundee prompted craftily, “she wasn’t any worse than some of the other Hamilton girls.” "We-ell,” Miss Earle admitted reluctantly, "nothing ever came out on any of the others, but it looked mighty funny to me when Janet Raymond’s mother came and took her out of school right in the middle of a term and hauled her off to Europe for a whole year! "And Janet, looking as healthy as any other girl in the school, except that she was crying half the time, and smuggling special delivery letters in and out by one of the maids ” "Did you tell Nita these stories and point out the pictures of the girls?” Dundee had to risk asking. Miss Earle froze instantly. "Naturally, she was interested In the school, and once when she said it always made her mad the way chorus girls were run down, I told her that in my opinion society girls were worse than actresses, and — well, of course, I gave her some examples, a lot of them worse than anything I’ve told you about Flora Hacket and Janet Raymond. . . . I hope,” she added viciously, “that Nita dropped a hint or two if Flora or Janet had the nerve to high-hat her when she was in Hamilton!” "Perhaps she did,” Dundee agreed softly. "By the way, how did Nita happen to get the job here of directing the Easter plays?” "That’s what the reporters wanted to know,” Miss Earle smiled. "But Miss Pendleton wouldn't tell them, for fear Serena wouldn’t like it, and maybe be drawn into the scandal, when everybody knows she’s as straight as a string ” "Did Serena Hart get her the job?" Dundee was amazed. "Yes. . . . Wait, I’ll show you the letter of recommendation she wrote for Nita to Miss Pendleton,” Miss Earle offered eagerly. “Remember, now, you’re not to tell on me!” She went to a tall walnut filing cabinet, and quickly returned with a note, which she thrust into Dundee’s willing hands. He read: Dear Miss Pendleton: The bearer, Juanita Leigh, is rather badly in need of a job, and I have suggested that she apply to you for a chance to direct the Easter play. I have known Miss Leigh personally for ten years, and nave the highest regard, both for her character and for her ability. Since you usually stage musical comedies, I think Miss Leigh, who has been a specialty dancer as well as an actress in musical comedy for about twelve years, would be admirably suited for the work. Knowing my love for Forsyte as you do., i do not have to assure you that i would suggest nothing which would be detrimental to the school's best interests. Fondly yours, • Serena Hart. "She was wrong there, but I know it wasn’t Nita's fault,” Miss Earle, who had been looking over his shoulder, commented upon the last sentence of the letter. "Is Miss Hart appearing in a play now?” Dundee asked. "No, but she’s rehearsing in one —‘Temptation’—which will open at the Warburton theater next Monday night,” the secretary answered.

"At commencement Tuesday night, Serena told Miss Pendleton how awfully sorry she was about Nita, and gave me tickets for the opening. "You go to see her, but don’t tell her I told you anything. I know she's rehearsing at the theater this afternoon, because ehe said she would be all week, and couldn’t go to the boat to see Miss Pendleton and Miss Macon off for Europe.” a a a “T WILL!” Dundee accepted the JL suggestion gratefully, as if it hafl not occurred to him. "But first I want you to come out to lunch with; me. I’m sure you know of some nice tearoom or roadhouse in the neighborhood. During the luncheon, which Miss Earle devoured avidly, without its interfering with her flow of reminiscences concerning the grils she hated, Dundee was able to learn nothing more to the detriment of Forsyte’s Hamilton alumnae but he did add considerably to his knowledge and pity of female human nature. It was nearly 3 o’clock when he presented his card, with a message penciled upon its back, to the aged door keeper who drowsed in the alley which led to the stage entrance of the Warburton theater, just off Broadway near Times Square, and fifteen minutes later he was being received in the star’s dressing rom by Serena Hart herself. "You’re working on poor Nita’s murder?” she began without preamble, as she seated herself at her dressing table and indicated a decrepit chair for the detective "I was wondering how much longer I could keep out of it. "Os course you’ve been pumping that poor, foolish Gladys Earle. . . . Why girls who look like that always are called Gladys— God! I’m ! tired! We’ve been at it since 10 S this morning, but thank the Lord we’re through now for the day.” Dundee studied her with keen interest, and decided that, almost plain though she was, she was even more magnetic than whon seen from the footlights. . . . Rather carelessly dressed, long brown hair rather tousled, her face very pale and haggard without the make-up which would give it radiance on Monday night, Serena Hart yet was one of the most attractive women Dundee had ever met—and one of the kindest, he felt suddenly sure. . . . “When did I first meet Nita Leigh?” she repeated his question. “Let me think—Oh, yes! The first year after I went on the stage 1917. "We were in the chorus together in ‘Teasing Tilly’—a rotten show, by the way. The other girls of the chorus were awfully snooty to me because I was that anathema, a ‘societty girl,’ but Nita was a darling. "She showed me the ropes, and we became quite intimate —around the theater only, however, since my parents kept an awfully stri6t eye on me. The show was a great hit —ran on into 1918, till February or March, I believe.” ‘ Then did you know, Miss Hart, whether Nita got married during the winter?” Dundee asked. "Why, yes, she did!” Serena Hart answered, her brow clearing after a frown of concentration. “I can’t remember exactly when, but it was before the show closed—certainly a few weeks before, because the poor child was a deserted bride days before the closing notice was posted.” “Deserted!” Dundee exclaimed. "Did you meet her husband, Miss Hart?” (To Be Continued) STICKERS' rnttmt v A farmer had 19 trees and he planted them in such a way that there were nine lows with five trees in each row. The various rows ran horizontal, vertical or diagonal. How did he do it?

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TARZAN AND THE LOST EMPIRE

While death menaced Tarzan at every turn In Castra Sanguinarius, Erich von Harben had received a friendly greeting from the Roman officer in Castrum Mare, the other city-state within the valley. The officer, Mallius Lepus, had forthwith outfitted the young German as a Roman patrician and introduced him to his uncle, Favonius.

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