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he Green Murder Case | BY 8. 8. VAN DINE. SEO Philo Vance, wi hy foung bachelor and intimate Friend of Dl District Attorney John P, X. Markham, becomes interested in the Greene murder case. Julla Greene is killeg and her younger sister, Ada, is 'wound Tobias Greene's widow, together with the five children, Julta, Chester, Sibella, Rex and Ada (an adopt- ed daughter), all live in the old Greene mansion. Chester Greene repudiates the burglar theory. They inspect the house for clues and layou CHAPTER III.-- (Cont'd.) We ascended the main stairs, which led round a piece of marble statuary --=a Falguiere figure, I think--and emerged into the upper hall facing the front of the house where three large close-set windows looked out over the bare trees, The arrangements of the rooms on the second floor was simple and in keeping with the broad four-square architecture of the house; but for the sake of clarification I am embodying in this record a rough diagram of it; for it was the disposition of these rooms that made possible the carry- ing out of the murderer's hideous and unnatural plot. There were six bedrooms on the floor--three on either side of the hall each occupied by a member of the family, At the front of the house, on our left was the bedroom of Rex Greene, the younger brother. Next to it was the room occupied by Ada Greene, and at the rear were Mrs. Greene's quarters, separated from Ada's by a fair-sized dressing room through which the two apartments communicated. It will be seen from the diagram that Mr, Greene's room projected beyond the main western elevation of the house and that in the L thus formed was a small balustrad- ed stone porch with a narrow flight of stairs, set against the house, lead- ing to the lawn below. French doors opened upon this porch from both Ada's and Mrs. Greene's rooms. On the opposite side of the hall were the three rooms occupied by Julia, Chester and Sibella, Julia's toom being at the front of the house, Sibella's at the rear, and Chester's in the centre. None of these rooms com- municated with the other. It might; also be noted that the doors to Si- bella's and Mrs. Greene's rooms were! just behind the main staircase, where- as Chester's and Ada's were directly at the head of the stairs, and Julia's and Rex's farther toward the front of the house. There was a small linen closet between Ada's room and Mrs. Greene's at at the rear of the hall were the servant's stairs, Chester Greene explained this ar- rangement to us briefly and then walked up the hall to Julia's room. "You'll want to look in here first, 1 imagine," he said throwing open the door. "Nothing's been touched--po- lice orders. But I can't see what good all that stained bed-linen is to any one. It's a frightful mess." The room was large and richly fur- rished with sage-green satin-uphol- stered furniture of the Marie Antoin- ette period. Opposite to the door was a canopied bedstead on a dais; 'and everal dark blotches on the embroid- ered linen gave mute evidence of the tragedy that had been enacted there the night before. | Vance, after noting the disposition of the furniture, turned his gaze upon the old-fashioned crystal chandelier. "Were those the lights that were on when you found your sister last night, ! Mr. Greene?" he asked casually, The other nodded, with surly 1 | | noyance. "And where, may I ask, is the switch?" | ! the steps. ANY | CLEANING? 'All Parker garment cleaning is done by the famous Zoric iznon-gasolene method. It is -vogentle, yet sure, and the fluid "45° a tonic to materials. af "There can be no odor after | . #ovic cleaning because no 'gasolene is used. Send dr¥stes, coats, hats, suits, sweaters, scarves, even- ing wear, . We will pay otis charges both ways. | sound," "this disturbance? eee \ bees Mans ¥ PLAN OF JULY MDROOM. "Behind the end of that cabinet." Green indifferently indicated a highly elaborated armoire near the door. "Invisible--er, what?" Vance strol!- ed to the armoire and looked Behind it. "An amazin' burglar!" Then he went up to Markham and spoke to him in a low voice, After a moment Markham nodded. "Greene," he said, "I wish you'd go to your room and lie down on the bed just as you were last night when you heard the shot, Then when I tap on the wall, get up and do everything you did last night--in just the way you did it. I want to time you." The man stiffened, and gave Mark- ham a look of resentful protestation. "Oh, I say--!"" he began. But al-| most at once he shrugged compliance and swaggered from the room, closing the door behind him. Vance took out his watch, and Markham, giving Greene time to reach Lis room, rapped on the wall. For what seemed an interminable time we waited. Then the door opened slight- ly, and Greene peered round the cas- ing. Slowly his eyes swept the room; he swung the door further ajar, step- ped inside hesitantly, and moved to the bed. "Three minutes and twenty seconds, « + « What do you imagine, Sergeant, the intruder was doing in the 'nteriin of the two shots?" "How do I know?" retorted Heath. "Probably groping round the hall out- side looking for the stairs." "If he'd groped that length of time he'd have fallen down 'em." Markham interrupted this discus- sion with a suggestion that we take a look at the servants' stairway down which the butler had come after hear- ing the first shot. "We needn't inspect the other bed- rooms just yet," he added, "though we'll want to see Miss Ada"s room as soon as the doctor thinks it's advis- able. When, by the way, will you know his decision, Greene?" "He said he'd be here at 3. And he's a punctual beggar--a regular fiend for efficiency. He sent a nurse over early this morning, and, she's looking after Ada and the Mater now.' "I say, Mr. Greene," Vance, "was your sister Julia in the habit of leaving her door unlocked at! night?" Grene's jaw dropped a little, and his eyes opened--wider. "By jove--no! Now that you men- tion it . . . she always locked herse!f in" CHAPTER 1V. Vance nodded absently, and we passed out into the hall. A thin, swinging baize door hid the servants' stair-well at the rear, and Markhan pushed it open. "Nothing much here to deaden the he observed. "No," agreed Greene. "And old Sproot's room is right at the head of too damned good sometimes." We were about to turn back, when a high-pitched querulous voice issued from the partly open door on our right. "Is that you, Chester? What's ail Haven't I had enough distraction and worry n Greene had gone to his mother's i door and put his head inside. "It's all right, Mater," he said ir- ritably. "It's only the police nosing around." "The police?" Her voice was con- temptuous. "What' do they wani? Didn't they upset me enough last night? Why don't they go and look for the villain instead of congregating outside my door and annoying me?-- So, it's the police." - Her tone became vindicative. "Bring them in here at once, and let me talk to them. The police, indeed!" Greene looked helplessly at Mark- ham, who merely nodded; and we en- tered the invalid's room. It was a /| spacious chamber, with windows on interposed | He's got good ears, too- -| pile' of black, Her long, oa Png | yellowed and wrinkled like | parchment, still radiated an | vigor, It reminded me of the por- traits I had seen of About her shoulders was awn ai embroidered Oriental hol? Ad the picture she presented in the setting of the unusual and diversified room was exotic in the extreme, At her side sat a rosy-cheeked imperturbable nurse in a stiff white uniform, making a singular contrast to the woman on the bed. Chester Green presented Markham, and let his mother take the rest of us for granted. At first she did not acknowledge the introduction, but, after appraising Markham for a mo- ment, she gave him a not of resent- ful forbearance and held out to him a long bony hand. "I suppose there's no way to avoid having my home overrun in this fa- shion," she said wearily, assuming an air of great toleration. "I was just endeavoring to get a little rest. My back pains be so much today, after all the excitement last night. But what do I matter--an old paralysed woman like me? No one considers me any- way, Mr. Markham. But they're per- fectly right. We invalids are of no use in the world, are we?" Markham muttered some polite prc- testation to which Mrs, Greene paid not the slightest attention. She had turned, with seemingly great difficul- ty, to the nurse. "Fix my pillows," Miss Craven," she ordered impatiently, and then added, in a whining tone: "Even you don't give a thought to my comfort." The nurse complied without a word. "Now you can go in and git with Ada until Dr. Von Blon comes--How is the dear child?' Suddenly her voice had as- sumed a note of simulated solicitude. "She's much better, Mrs.. Greene," The nurse spoke in a colorless, matter of-fact tone, and passed quietly into the dressing room. The woman on the bed turned com- plaining eyes upon Markham. "It's a terrible thing to be a cripple, unable to walk or even stand alone. Both my legs have been hopelessly paralyzed for ten yeacs. Think of it, Mr, Markham: I've spent ten years in this bed and that chair"--she pointed to an invalid's chair in the alcove-- "and I can't even move from one to the other unless I'm lifted bodily. But I console myself with the thought that I'm not long for this world; and I try to be patient. It wouldn't be so bad, though, if my children were only more considerate, But I suppose I expect too much. Youth and health give lit- tle thought to the old and feeble--it's the way of the world. And so I'make the best of it. It's my fate to be a burden to every one," (To be continued.) ------ Advent of Day Does anything approach more quietly Than Day! Can April's child appear with tread More soft! Can plum or pear or lily spread Their tender petals any more nolse- lessly, Does smoke silently Than Day emerges from her tucked bed And maiden-shy stands with her ra- unwinding 'pass more star- diant head And glowing body shimmering on the sea. Here for a breathless space words have no sound, All thoughts suspend; Earth must, I think, stop still And moving things stand fixed upon the ground To see Day come! naive will stretches her lithe limbs, re leased, unbound And hauntingly steps on from hill te hill, --Agnes MacCarthy Hickey, in Voices. a --_, Unusual A student had been spending freely and was short of cash. It was near the holidays, and he hated to write home for money. As a last resort he pawned his dress suit. When the time came to leave for home, the suit was still unredeemed. He hurriedly scraped together enough cash to get it back, packed it in his bag and was off. At home his mothey was helping him unpack. "Henry," she asked, "what is this ticket on your coat for?" "Why, mother," he replied, "I went tc a dance the other evening and trat's the cloakroom ticket." She continued putting away his clothes. © Finally she lifted his trou- sers. They, too, were ticketed. "Henry," she exclaimed, "what kind of a dance was that?" smectite ---- LIFE. While: she with Now three sides, furnished elaborately with all manner of conflicting objects. , & buhl cabinet, an enormous 3 Buddha, several several massive Chi- nese chairs carved teakwood, a faded Persian tapestry, two wrought' lacquered Jighboy, 51 Jooked quickly at Vance and surp An expression of puzzled in in ie eyes. "In an enormous bed, with glance took in an East In-| iron standard lamps, and a red-and-; we ci h nefther its instead! Life is largely made up of habits, the psychologist tells us. They are meant to make life easier us, od, is like a tow rope along thereafter: without our 'eon sclous effort. ~The more 1 habits| § Ee A Sonn ot er and safer ~more | wogusstul Me will be ever after, What self-harm it 1, then, tg make} A and better, A good habit, , once orm-| § IN Half-pound Cri now only 95¢ 1b. package 50f -- Vi Ib. package 13f-14 Ib. package 7£ ORANGE PEKOE AND BLUE LABEL -- NOW 75f a pound {NO CHANGE IN RED AND GOLD LABELS OR JAPAN) THESE PRICES ARE EFFECTIVE NOW DO NOT PAY MORE. 'TO THE RETAIL GROCERY TRADE As usual, we will protect you against loss on "SALADA" Tea, by rebating you for your stock on hand so that you can make the above prices effective at once. Forms are being mailed to you for this purpose so DO NOT SHIP. ANY TEA BACK TO US. SALADA TEA COMPANY OF CANADA LIMITED AChineseLady: AgedFive The Orient pearl of the household was the wee daughter, Dah Zon. Dim- inutive white trousers, cut like those of a Persian Princess, swept to her ankles. The waistband, fastened well up under her arms, gave her plump, rotund little body and chubby bare shoulders an effect indescribably be- witching, Upon her feet were small red shoes embroidered with colored silks. Her somewhat oval face, with its fresh lips, rosy cheeks, and large brown eyes, was punctuated with ever- so-lightly tipped-up eyebrows and two shiny little black braids, one of which appeared at each side tled with a bunch of red cord. But the crowning glory wa another small Brownie-like tentacle of hair rising straight up from the top of her head where it nodded and bobbed with every emotion. At sight of her, Mo- loch himself must, for the time, have forgotten all thoughts of frightfulneds and allowed her to make nests in his primeval beard. When she spoke, it was the young Scheherazade lisping her first immaculate, silvery version of the Arabian Nights. To put it still more frankly, I admitted to love at first sight. The winning of a Chinese lady, aged five, however, is not a thing to be ac-| complished in any crude Lochinvar manner. I bought her a large red ap- ple, but she only drew back, took re- fuge behind her thumb, and looked hard at me, Too hard, in fact. There was obviously something the matter with my face. It was so different! I tried to obliterate myself in a sort of patrol formation -- apple first as the "point," then myself as the "main body"--but out came the thumb, the lips began to quiver, and only by a quickly manoeuvered retreat up the rickety stair was I spared the ignom- iny of tear-shed. But in the course of time I pur- chased a duck, a handsome lacquered duck of solid wood which I placed be- fore the royal footstool and went my way. To all who would win the affections of a Chinese lady not over six years, I recommend 'a wooden duck. For as I sat reading that old stoic, Epictetus « « « the sprite Scheheiazade herself appeared in my doorway, half-clad as usual, with a smile dimpling her small oval face. It"was evident that the duck which she held tightly in her hand had settled the matter of friend- ship once for all, for she came right in without the slightest difidence and made herself entirely at home.--From "Beyond Shanghai" by Harold Speak- An Elusive Allegory Here are great redwoods spiring to the blue A spray of low growths round their royal feet, Green buoyant ferns with breath as sylvan-sweet As garden blooms. Strong their roots the new Pale fronds unfurl their length, all true | To immemorial pattern. from graceful Little heat man, ol And scanty sunshine visits their re- treat | But look--no hothouse nursing ever Character i The sun set, but set not his hope. ! Stars rose; his faith was earlier up: Fixed on the enormous galaxy, More joyously or made a forest place To echo more with - beauty's elo- quence. Deeper and older seemed his eye: |now--from the redwood giants hale And matched his sufferance sublime and hoary The taciturnity of time. | And from the fairy foliage at their He spoke, and words more soft than base Tain I gather strange enlightment--I Brought the Age of Gold again: His action won such reverence sweet As hid all measure of the feat. --Ralph Waldo Emerson; in "Poems." ---------- pe Mrs. Harriett Gregory, who recently celebrated her 100th birthday anniver- saken, sary at Chelmsford. Essex, England,| Possible loss mesns possible gain; advises walking for longevity, Un- But not to fear because all hath been less the weather ig really bad she stin| taken , takes a daily walk. Is the loneliest depth of human pain, sense A lovely and elusive allegory. ~Julia Boynton Green FEAR. He who can fear is not quite for "FATIGUE? I-just postpone it y "No, I.don't have 'nerves.' You can't have them, and hold this sort of pesition. My used to throb , around, oiaes oeloel, @ and certain of course, were worse' i "| cerous fish. mos in Alaska. "The ancient Eskimos were wont eaters living chiefly on walrus, seal and fish with only a little vegetable: food. In 800 jawhones of these pre- historic people, only 6.5 per cent, with defective lower molars was found, which are the first teeth of the jaw to succumb to' decay. on of the teeth of 206 living Eskimos, revealed 2 per cent. of them with more or less dental decay. "The significant fact," it was ex~ plained, "Is that in remote, barren re- glons of Alaska to-day where the Es- kimos are poverty-stricken, they still live in the old-fashioned way as seal hunters and fishermen. And these liv- ng Eskimos practically do not know what toothache is like. But Eskimos. living in proximity to white settle- ments show a much higher incidence of dental decay. At Nome, for in- stance. more than half the natives had carlops teeth." "There is evidence that meéat-eating while grain-eating races are much . more affected by tooth decay," added the report. "Indian tribes who lived along the sea coasts of America left great mounds of shells showing how much sea food they ate. These tribes had almost perfect teeth. The Buffalo~ hunting Indians of the Plains+had fine teeth. On the other hand, the Pueblos of the Southwest, both ancient and modern, and other agricultural tribes of the United States as well, have poor teeth. These Indian farmers lived mainly on grain and vegetable foods." tnd A Babe in the House There's a babe in the house, and it's made quite a change; She's a little, wee thing, and it seems rather stran,., But the others forget all their troubles and cares, For, if baby has trouble, her trouble is theirs, With a babee in the house, there is plenty to do, And, nice thing about it, it isn't for you. Yes, our wishes, our wants, we've com- pletely forgot; All that matters is whether she's happy or not, And the first thing you say, when you come in at night, Isn't "My, how I feel!" but "Is baby all right?" And it's so with the rest, coming in, going out, It's the babe in the house they are thinking about. Yes, whatever the bruises or bumps that you get, With a babe in the house you com- pletely forget. All your labors, your troubles, your pleasure, your wealth, You forget many matters, including yourself. 3 But the way that you whistie, the way that you sing! a babe in the house seems a pretty good thing. pe --Douglas Malloch. Oh! Hopes to Find Clue In Cancerous Fish One of he oddest scientific quests ever undertaken is that of Dr. Myron Gordon, of Cornell University, Ithaca, N.Y, into Mexico, looking for can- the State of Oaxaca, in the far south of Mexico, in an endeavos to establish that melanosis actually occurs in nature. ingly in the laboratory. by eross- breeding certain species of Mexican killfish, but science has yet to learn if the fish mate in their natural ems vironment in such a way as to pro- duce the disease. Dr. Gordon's experiments over = period of more than give definite indication that melan- otic tumor, a disease similar to ecan- cer in human beings, is the result of heredity. This does not mean that a dis- eased fish will transmit the cancer to its offspring. Rather the con- clusibn is that if two healthy fish of certain species are mated, the off- spring will die of cancer. Tae ap- plication which this discovery might have to human cancer is farreach~ ing. The fish he crosses: 'to produce. the disease in the laboratory are: swordtails. and spotted platyfish, tiny races generally have sound teeth, ' Dr. Gordon has gone to a fish-cancer called: He has produced the tumor unfail-: three years * \&F N ornamental creatures that are com- peting wity goldfish for public favor. 3 o> Wm-------- .