The Syracuse Journal, Volume 19, Number 48, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 31 March 1927 — Page 3

The Leading Lady By GERALDINE BONNER TT-.— ■ . $ (Copyright by The Bobtw-Merrtll Co.) W NU FTICw ' •

What human beinK does not love a mystery story? Especially on* of those affairs in which a puuiing crime auddeply diatjurba the lives of a group of people who have been going along In a normal way Al! at once a ■deed of malevolence la committed Which turns their placid little wor|l topsy turvy. No one known the perpetrator of the crime, but citjcumatances are much that any oue of the apparently honest, sincere members of the group may come under suspicion. New at,Kies of the affair and new mysteries develop, and a period of the moat wracking suspense exists for all In this case there is no super-detec- I tire with his mathematics, his ehetj- I .icals. his measuring devices and hie ; methods of deduction to trap the crtmi- ; na! and. by the very completeness of | the' case against him. force him to a i confession No one but a few c.-nfused , 'civilians and g couple of fairly astute j law officers, both of the latter.. Wor- | Ing in different and biy the I . variance of t-helr theories obstructing j rather than aiding a solution. It was j one of those crimes which seemed) likely to remain a mystery unless some I accident occurred to clear It up.; And the accident did occur; one of the strangest accidents ever wrltteft Into | a mystery plpt. and so terrifying In Its effects that it brought a voluntary and quite unexpected confession from the gulltj party a Geraldine Bonner has written many clever stories and established herself as a master of thril| Action. — -j PROLOGUE , —l——of the morning trains that tap ! the little towns along the sound ran I Into the Grand Ontral depot.; The ; pu.'M'HjaTK few in number -fol- |t was ! midsummer and people were guiihg out j of town, not coming in—tiled tstrag- ; gllngly up the' long platform ’to the exit. One of them was a girl, fair and young with those distinctive attributeof good looks and style that. drew , , men's eyes .io her face and women’s to | her clothes, | People watched her. noting thfc lithe grace of her movements, her delicate | he froth of blonde, hair I that curled out under the brim iof her hat. She apjieared oblivious to the Inr Md and this huliffcr erne had once been natural, fori to be looked at and admired had been her normal right and become a stai*l experience. Now It was assumed, an armor under which she sought protection, hid 10-r-.-if from morbid curi«>4iti and eagerly observing eye*. To tie pointed j out as Sybil Saunders, the Metres*, was a very different thing front being pointed out as Sybil Saunders, the fiancee of James Dallas of the pallaaParkinspn case The Dallas-Parkinson case had been a sensation three months back. James Dallas, a well known actor, had killed Homer Parkinson during a quarrel tn • menjs club, and fled before the horrified’ onlookers could collect their M-U'e*. ludlaa, a man of excellent had had many friends who claimed mitigating circumstances— Parkinson. drunk and brutal, had provoked the Hssaolt. But the Parkinson clan, new rich 0& people, breathing vengeance, had risen, to the cause of their kinsman, poured out an effort to bring the fugitive! to’ Justiee. and offered a reward of ten thou stand dollars for his arrest. Os course Ml Saunders had figured In the In vestigatlon. she was the betrothed of the murderer. their marriage had been at hand She had gonb through hours of questioning, relentless grilling. and had Steadily maintained her ignorance of Dallas' whereabouts; from the night of his disappearance she had heard nothing from him and knew xsoihlng of him.- The Parkinions did m«»t believe her statement, thjs police were uncertain. Her taxi rolled out Into the sweltering heat, incandescent streets roaring under the blinding glare of the sun Her destination was the office of Stroud and Walberg. theatrical managers. . Me. Walberg offered | her a friendly hand and a chair. Mr. Walberg. a kindly Hebrew, was] kindlier than ever to this particular visitor. H- was sorry for her —as who In his profession was not—and wanted to 1 : »0u her along and here was-tyis propo alt ion: A committee of ladles, a high soidety bunch summering up in Maine, wanted .to give a ’ play for charity. Therias N Driscoll, the spool -cotton magnate who Wp* in California, had offered them hlO»lace up thi^re—Gull • island was the name —for an outdoor performance. The ladies had wanted a classic which Mr. Walberg opined was all right, seeing the show was for charity, ami people could stand beins bored for a worthy object. “Twelfth Night” was the play they had selected. The ladlea had placed the matter In Mr. Walberg's hands, and he had at once thought of Sybil Saunders for Viola. She was In his opinion the Ideal person Compenaatloif was not so munificent. but then M)iss Saunders wea not yet In the star east, and all expenses would be covered. Including a week at Gull island. I®.had no need for further persua sknf. (for Miss Saunders accepted at •»nceJ She was grateful to him and said so and looked as If she meant It. So. in a glow of mutual satisfac-. tlon. they walked to the doof. Mr. Wai- . berg telling over such members of the cast as had already been!, engaged. Sylvanqs Grey for the Duke. Isabel Cornell for Maria. John Gordon Trevor for Sir Toby—no one could beat him. had the old English tradition — and Anne Tracy for Olivia). At that name Miss Saunders bad exclaimed in evident pleastare. Anne Tracy would be perfect, and it would be so lovely having her. they were such friends. “And I'm going to give you my best director. Hugh Bassett if with you and him they don’t pull off a success the Maine public', dumber than 1 though t»*’ Her business accomplished. Miss Baunders went home. She lived tn one of those mid-town blocks of old brownhouse* divided into fiats. Det tin* herself in with a latchkey aba an* *» :

vended the two flights at a rapid run. unlocked her door and entered upon the hot empty quietude of her own domain. She threw her hat on a chair, and falling upon the divan opened the palter she had carried since she left the Grand Central station. • She folded the pages back at the personal column and settled over It. bent, motionless, her eyes traveling down its length. Suddenly they stopped, focused on a paragraph. She took a pad and pencil from the desk, drew a small table up to the divan, spread the newspaper on it. and copied the paragraph unto the pad. it ran as follows “Sister Carrie i "Edmund stoney broke but Albert able to help him). Think we ought to chip In. Can a date be arranged for discussing his affairs?

"Sam and Lewis.” She studied it for some time, the pencil suspeudetj. Then it descended, cros-dng out-letter after letter, till three

r ffl—iNow He Had Grown Bolder, Telling Her Where He Wax.

words reiii;Hne<i—“Edmonton. Alberta. Canada." The signature she guessed as the name he went by. She burned the written paper, grinding It to powder In the ash tray. The newsqiuqier she threw into the wastebasket where Luelia, the mulatto worn an “did up" for her. would find it in the morning. She felt certain Luellu was paid to watch her. But she had continued to keep the evileyed creature, fearful that her dismissal Would make them more than ever wary, strengthen their suspicion that Syhil Saunders was in cdmnpinication with her lover. The deadly danger of it was cold at her heart. She had heard directly from him once, a letter the day after he had fled; the only one that even he. reckless in his despair, bad dared to send. In that he had told her to watch the personal column in a certain paper and had given*her the names by .which she could identify the paragraphs. She had watched and twice found the veiled message and twice waited In sickening fear for discovery. It had not happened. Now he had grown bolder, telling her where he was —it was as if his hand beckoned her to come. She cotrfii write tv bitn at last, do it this evening and take it out after dark Lying very still, her hanos Hasped behind her head, she ran over in her mind letter boxes. i»ost offices where she might mail it. Were the ones in crowded districts or tboae in secluded byways, the safest? It was like walking through grasses w-here live wires were hidden. A riitg at the bell made her leap to her feet with wild visions of detec-

Fraud Practiced on Devotees of Buddha

When Hie Oriental wishes to produce i»earl images of Buddha, after inserting his wooden wedge, lie carefully forced the mantle for a little way from Ba attachment to the Inner hot tom edge of the mussel shell. Then he took a number wf small images of Buddha stamped in tin, upon*the under side of which he placed some sticky substance —probably a bit of beeswax—and, after carefully lifting the edge of the mantle he inserted them and fixed them row ui>on row on the Inside of the shell. All that was necessary to return the mussel to the pool, where It would shortly repair the Injury Qtane to the edge of the mantle and overcome the irritation produced by the irregular surface of the tin Images by coating them with nacre. So, after a few months, a year or more, when these mussels were from the pools, killed and opened, the linages wipiid be found fixed to the inside of the shells just as they were placed. Hang Pictures Carefully Pictures carefully chosen and correctly hung do much to bring interest and charm to the home. If one has a* particularly beautlfkl painting or etching, it should receive the place of prominence. Its hanging Should be invisible, as cords and fasteners detract from the artistic vaPbe of the picture ItseH. Small pictures may be grouped successfully, but always should be Placed against a wall i space where they will not appear to be overcrowded. If a picture has there 8 will be nothing to contrast un

tives. But it was only Anne Tracy, come in to see if she was back from her visit on the sound. It was a com- • fort to see Anne, she always acted as, if things were just as they bad been and never asked disturbing questions ' She was Sybil's best friend, was to j have been her bridesmaid. But she I knew no more of Sybil’s secrets since | Jim Dallas had disappeared than any j one else. And she never sought to j know—that was why the friendship held. They had a great deal to talk about, but chiefly the "Twelfth Night’’ affair Anne was immensely pleased that Svbii had agreed to play. She did not say this —she avoided any allusions to Sybil's recent conducting of her life—but her enthusiasm about it I all was irresistible. It warmed the | sad-eyed girl into interest; the Viola . costume was brought from Its cup- ; hoard, the golden wig tried on. When ; Anne took her departure late in* the j day. she felt much relieved about her triend—she was “coming back,' corn- ■ ing alive agalu. Anne occupied another little flat on another of the mid-town-streets in another of the brownstone houses. Hers was one room larger, for her brother. Joe Tracy, lived with her when not pursuing his profession on the road. There were hiatuses in Joe's pursuit during which he inhabited a small bedroom in the rear and caused Anne a great deal of worry and expense. Joe apparently did not worry, certainly not about the expense. Absence of work wore on his temper not because Anne had to carry the flat alone, but because he had no spending money. said it was his temper that stood tn his way. Something did, for he was an excellent actor with that power of transforming himself into an empty receptacle to be tilled by the character he portrayed. But directors who had had experience of him, talked about iiis "natural meanness” and shook their heads. I’eople who tried to be sympathetic-with Anne about him got little satisfaction. ,AU the most persistent ever extracted was an admission that Joe was “difficult.'' Hugh Bassett had boosted and helped and lectured him. And not for love of Joe. for in his heart Bassett thought Ijiiu a pretty hopeless proposition. That evening, alone in her parlor. Anne was thinking about him. He tiad no engagement and no expectation of one, and it was not wise to leave him alone in the fiat without occupation. She went to the window and leaned out. The air rose from the street, breathless and dead, the heated exhalation of walls and pavements baked all day by the merciless sun To leave Joe to this while she wa> basking in the delights of Gull island —apart from anything he might do — it wasn't fair. And then suddenly the expression of her face changed and she drew in from the wipdow—Hugh Bassett was coming down the street. The bell rang, she pusiied the button and presently be was at the door >aying he was passing and thought he’d drop in for a minute,. He was a big thick-set man with a quiet fu.i quality unshaken even by the heat. He had dropped in a great deal tills summer and as the droppings in became more frequent Anne's outside engagements became less. They always simulated a mutual surprise, giving them time to get over that somewhat breathless moment of meeting. They achieved it rather better than usual tonight for their minds were full of the same subject. Bassett had come to impart the good news about Sybil, and Anne had seen her and heard all about it. Finally when they had thrashed out all the matters of first Importance Bassett said: “Did you tell her that Walberg wanted Aleck Stokes for the Duke?” “No. I* didn’t say a word about it What was the WM>? It would only have upset her and you’d put a stop to it.“ (TO BE CONTINUED.)

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