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Salada Green tea drinkers drink the best green tea SALADA" ^n IBM A. VMW A i9i GREEN TEA 'Fresh from the gardens* The Bishop Murder Case A PH1LO VANCE STORY BY S. S. VAN DINE .SYNOPSIS A man known as Cock Kotln Is found with un arrow through the heart. Then a young chap named Sprigg In shot Before Markham could make any reply I'yne ushered Detective Burke into the room; and Vance took the U.-I.T writes moi-kinc not g\ K ned Tii I PP rtunit y of questioning th butler Hishop. LMxtrict Attorney .Markham asks j | about his discovery of Pardee. the aid til I'hllo Vance. How did it happen you entered the archivy-room this morning?" he ask- "It was a bit close in the pantry, sir," the man returned, "and I opened the door at the foot of the stairs to get a little more air. Then I noticed that the shades were down " "It's not customary to draw the shades at night, then?" "No, sir not in this room." "How about the Th* following people arc ussoclatf.l wlili the <ae: I'rof. Dlllard: his niere, Jlelle; his protege. Sigurd Arnesson who hopi-H to marry U-Ile. John Pardee, a nrlKhlior with a pannlon for ohfKH; Mr-. Drukki-r. und her won A0lph, u ' ripple with a tmper-miml. Vance Is con\inrr<l I'rukkrr Is holding back Information and the nlcht 'hat he determines to find out what U is, I >ruk- ker Is rnun'orcd. The shock kills Mr* I>rukker. Vanco checks* over Panlee'H rnoxcrnf nts, and iH-tcrinincs to <iuestlon him. but that niRht I'nnlce commits sui- cide In the Dillard house. CHAPTKU XXXIII.-U'ont'd.) . I always leave th.>m slightly open Vance stood looking down at the j from the top at night." cene with sad, troubled eye*. . "Hie jacd John Pardee," he mur- mured, with a sort of reverence. "And this is the house that Jack built. . . . a house of cards. . . ." this floor. There are two flights of lairs, the entire length of the lower hall and a passageway, and three heavy doors between. Moreover, the walls of this old liouso are very thick and solid." "And no one," supplemented Vance, "could have heard the shot from the street, for the archeiy-room windows were carefully closed." The professor nodded and gave him a searching look. "That is true. I see you, too, no- ticed that peculiar circumstance. I don't quite understand why Pardee should have shut the windows." "The idiosyncrasies of suicides have never been satisfactorily explain- ed," returned Vance casually. Then, after a short pause, iie asked: "What were you und Mr. Pardee talking i about during the ho ir preceding his! departure?" "We talked very little. I was more 1 or less engaged with a new paper of j Millikan's in the 'Physics Review' on | alkali doublets; he amused himself at the chessboard for the best part of the hour." Vance glanced at the chessboard. A number of pieces were still standing on the squares; and he rose quickly and crossed the room to thy little | table. After a moment he came bank and reseated himsel*. "Most curious," he murmured, and very deliberately lighted a cigarette. "He was evidently pondering over the end of his game with Rubinstein just before he went down tairs last night. The pieces are set up exactly us '.hoy- were at the time he esigned the con- test with the inevitable black-bishop- mate only five moves off." (To be continued.) What New York Is Wearing BY ANXEBELLE WORTHINGTON He stepped forward as if to inspect it more closely ; but as his body struck the edge of the '.able there was a i!ight jar, and the flimsy edifice of cards toppled over. Markham drew himself turned to Heath. "Have you notified the Medical Ex- aminer'.'" "Sure-" The Sergeant seemed to find it difficult U> take his eyes from the table. "And Burke's coming along, in case we need him." He went to the windows and threw up the shades, let- ting in the bright daylight. Then he rctuned to Pardee's body and stood regarding it appraisingly. Suddenly he knelt down and leaned over. "That looks to me like the .38 th:>l was in the tool-chest," he remarked. "Undoubtedly," nodded Vance, tak- ing out his cigarette case. Heath rose and, going to the chest. inspected the contents of its drawers. "I guess that's it, all right. We'll get Miss Diilard to identify it after 'he doc has been here." "Were they left open last night'.'" "Yes, sir." "Very goi 1. And after you opened the door this morning?" "I started to put out the lights, Iltuatrnted Dreirmaking Lesson Fur- nished With Ercry /Viffern thinking Miss Dillard had forgotten to turn the switch last night; but just then I saw the poor gentleman '''ere at the table, and went straight up i nd informed Professor Dillard. up and | "Does Bcedle know about the tra- f.cdy?" "I told her of it right alter you gentlemen arrived." "What time did you and Btcdle re- tire last night?" "At ten o'cl' k, sir." When Pyne had left us Markhapi addressed Professor Dillard. "It might be just as well for you to give us what details you can while we're waiting for Doctor Doremus. Shall we go upstairs'."' Burke remained in the archery-room and the rest of us went to the library. "I'm afraid there's little I can teil you," the professor began, settling himself and taking out his pipe. There. was a noticeable reserve in his man- ner a kind of detached reluctance. "I'ardec came here last night after dinner, oslensibly to chat with Arnes- 3167 Some Anecdotes A protracted drough is no laugh- Ing matter to be sure. An amusing story Is told by Hards Olckson (In "An Old Fashioned Senator" a biography of John Sharp Williams, Mississippi statesman): Due to a long spell of dry weather the Williams ponds had gone dry and young John was digging a well, trying to get water for his boilers. Black Cato was the well-digger, besides be- ing one of the Joint treasurers of his church. ' For the better part of the afternoon young John had noticed five other negro men loafing around the well, and finally asked them what they wanted. "Us wants Cato to go to town wld us an' git our church money outen de bank, forty-three dollars." "Cato's busy," John objected, "we got to have water for this gin." "Yas, sun; '>ut us can't get our money without Cato all six of us Is got to sign one cheque." * * This wise precaution was made necessary by the defalcations of vari- ous church treasurers. So young John called for Cato to c'.imb out of the well and said: "Cato, these boys want to get their church money. Hare you got that forty-three dollars In bank?" "Yes, suh; de money's dere all right." "Very good. Oo in the store and make out y.our cheque. Then I'll give you the money on it, and you need not leave your work." "Hut dat won't do. Mister John; dat won't do." "Why not?" "Cause to git the money out de bank, It takes six names on de cheque, and six faces at de bank winder six names an' six faces." A Labor member of the British Par- liament who had but recently returned ' from a visit to the United States In- formed the. House of Commons that when he was in New York he was in- vited to try a drink known as "near beer." "All I can say, 1 he observed, "is that the man who named It Is a very poor judge of distance." . . Did you know that Keats wrote a sonnet to the cat? Here are some of the lines quoted In "London At Home:" Cat! who hast pass'd thy grand cli- macteric, How many mice and rats hast In thy days Destroy'd? How many tit-bits stolen? ~ I him was told in a new way. Ho had V, ith those bright languid segments a , been lnterested in the Bacon . green, and prick and hit Dog SOOTHE- What cam* before Captain Jimmy Is lying to .1.1(1. in with the Chinese Uon-jral I..U. They run out of gasoline and ire forced to land < n a deserted Island In the Chinese Sea. After ou? adventure with the shark, we climbed up on the high rock that stood in the centre of the little des- erted Island. Here we lit a roar- ing big Ore, In hope that some pass- ing ship would see us. All night we kept It blazing but morning broke grey and cold without a sign of smoke or sail on the horizon. After! daylight, we piled ' on wet wood un- til a great .>.li.ir of white smoke , went up to the, clouds but never a sign of life did ' we see on the still, glassy ocean. i Great smooth swells came in from | the open water, rose and crashed , with a dull boom against the rocks 1 but apart from the sound of the waves, our Island seemed to be the I most silent, deserted spot in the. world. Sometimes we'd find our- 1 selves whispering why 1 don't know for we couli have shouted all day at the top of our voices and no one would hare heard us. Day after day we kept the smoke , pillar rising into the sky night after night we kindled a huge yel- low blaze on the summit rock. We almost gave up hope of being rescu- ed. No doubt we were far from the regular steamer channels. When w* weren't gathering wood for the fire, we were hunting eggs In the sand and believe me they were certainly terrible. We caught ( a few fish but they were very small and felt like pin cushions, they were so full of bones. Being left on a desert island Isn't half as much fun as we were taught to be- lieve when we were boys. On the fifth night a dense cold fog came in from the sea. It smelled . like sea-weed and salt water and was so thick that you could scarce- ly see your hand when you held it out straight. The branches dripped with moisture and we huddled close tc the camp fire. Even General Lu shivered through his six suits of clothes. Scottie sneezed in disgust and hid himself in the woodpile. Suddenly, I woke up with a start. A deep rumbling sound drlfttu in from the sea. I grabbed Chung and shook him and he jumped to his feet with a yell. Then the deep rumbling sound same again. Once twice. A steamer horn! Sure enough. It was the deep- toned horn of a freighter. Frantic- ally, we piled wood on the fire. I figured that some steamer was out there In the fog, not daring to move until the air cleaned. Hour after hour, we fed the fire with armsful of wood and brush. Up and down we tracked until we almost dropped from weariness. Lu forgot that he was a General and worked like a Trojan. If only the blaze could be made bright enough to penetrate the fog Then morning came again, and a strong wind blew up from the East. Soon the air would clear. I paced impatiently -up and down try- ing to peer through the thick white curtain of the fog. Chung, to my surprise, lay down and prepared to go peacefully to sleep. "Sloon we know velly good velly bad no can tell," said the tranquil little Chinese. "Sleep always good all men samee when sleep. No muchee worry." (To be continued,) Note: Any of our young readers writing to "Captain Jimmy", 2010 Star Bids., Toronto, will receive his signed pLcto free. Chocolate Malted Milk The health-giving, delicious drink for children and grown- ups. Pound and Half Pound tins at your grocers. Tho.se velvet oars At this moment Arnesson, clotheJ , g0 n DU t actually, I imagine, to see in a brilliant red-aml-yellow dressing-! j} c .n e . gelle, however, excused ncrself gown, burst excitedly into the room, j uar ly and wont to bed -the child had "By all the witches!" he exclaimed. a bad headach i - and Pardee romain- "Pyne. ju:-t told me the new.-:.' 1 He came to the table and stared at Par- dec's body. "Suicide, eh? ... But why didn't he choose his own home for the performance? Damned incon- liderntc of him to muss up some one , . this way. Juit like a chew player." He lifted his eyes to Mark- ham. "Hope this won't involve us in more unpleasantness. We'va hnd enough notoriety. Distracts the mind. Whcn'll you be able to take the beg cd until about half p:ist eleven. Then he went out; and that was the last 1 saw of him until I'ync brought *ne ',he terrible news this morning. . . ." "Hut if," put in Vance, "Mr. Pardiv came to sec your niece, how do you account for his staying so late after she had retired?" "I .lon't account tor it." The old man exhibited perplexity. "Ha gave the impression, though, that there was something on his mind and that he Of course you'll want one of the new Vionnet blouses. And isn't this one full of dash aM chic? The sharp diagonal closing is de- cidedly slimming. It seems to run up to meet the softly falling revers th'-1 also do their bit in dotracl :i from breadth. The sleeves have the deep flared back cuffs, so modish. It's perfectly dear in yellow eye- let batiste worn with a skirt of match- ing yellow crepe silk. Style No. 3107 is designed for sizes 16, 18 years, 3fi, 38, 40 and 42 inches j Ian controversy. " 'When I get to heaven,' he said, '1 am going straight to Bacon and ask Sir Joseph Stamp, the economist. | hlm , f he rea]ly wrote , those plays tells a story about a candidate for par- . of Shakespeare ' |llamontary honors who, canvassing a, ,.- Bllt suppose . not t| . ronstituency, caught sight of two 1 nail children hand in hand before Bested one of the listeners. " 'Then you can asi. him,' was the their cottage door, their mother stand- 1 rca( ]y rc tort ing slightly in the background. . ' . * . . JV "* I T I ^ d ,A^l BlU . th . n| V aml i And - " luck would have it. P. Hop- kuison Smith (painter and author) re- struck by the similarity of their "? pearance, he Inquired if they twins. "No, sir," they answered. "Well, how old are you?' he asked one. "Five," she answerrd. "And how old are you?" he asked gar's remains away. Belle to see him." I The i":ily will bo removed as icon the Medical Kxaminer has wn it," Don't want J ( | cg j r( ,,i a S( , nsc O f human contact. Th? fnct is, I had to hint rather broadly r-bout being tired before he finally got up to go." Markham told him in a tone of frosty j "Where was Mr. Arnesson during rebuke. "And there will be no neces- ' thp even j, 1K ?' bust. Size 3G requires 2% yards 39- (ne olh , r inch. "Five"' White crepe satin is signing worn ,. Ucar ,,, ., not tw|ng , with a black crepe ..ilk skirt. How you m , hat? .. Linen, prmtnd batiste, printed voile. . TlDase s|r> we are trlpletM .. was and pastel or white crepe tub silk are ' l]le answer ideally suited to this becoming model.' Sic Transit . . . The Cities of the Plain are dust, Assyria is fox's plunder; Sidon and Tyre to silence thrust, Ninevah fallen with fire and thunder. Across the margin of the world Tho drift of Babylon is swirled. And centuries of rot and rust Have gnawed Capernaum asunder. Stone crumbles but more staiichly fares A Dust incredibly translated; Judas still haggles at his wares, e appeared at tho club the same night. , They say that New Yorkers are . Cain is forever new-created; lacking in tho courtesy we find so J Delilah In a Paris frock general In the South. It Is a mistake," ! Goes out to tea at five o'clock: he said. "The other day I stood at Salome climbs the subway stairs; the end of a long line or men who ' Potlphar takes the Elevated! were waiting to buy their tickets at HOW TO ORD2R PATTERNS "Billy's Indoors." ity to bring Miss Dillard her*." "Good." Arnrsson still stood star- ing at the dead man. Slowly a look of cynical wistfulnoss came over his face. "Poor devil! Life was too much for him. Hypersensitive no psychic gtamina. Took things too seriously. Brooded over h'-s fate ever since hU ^ gambit went up in smoke. Couldn't : tnat Mr. Pardoe impressed you asj find any other diversion. The black bcjn(f um | er a nienla i strain?" bishop haunted him; probably tapped his mind from its axis. Ry Oad'. WoulJr't be surprised if the idea '.Sigurd remained here talking with' us for an hour or so after Hello had retired and then went to bed. He'd been busy with Drukkcr's affairs all afternoon nnd was played out." "What time would that have been?" "About half past ten." "And you say," continued Vance, average New A Close Race drove him to self-destruction. Might have imagined he was a chess-bishnp trying to get back at the world in the guise of his nemesis." Clever idea," returned Vance. "By the by there was a house of cards ort the table when we firr.* saw the body." "Ha! I wondered what the cards were doing there. Thought he might have sought solace in solitaire during his last moments. ... A card house. rh? Sounds f.oli-h. Do you know "Not a strain exactly." The profes- sor drew on his pipe. "He appeared depressed, almost melancholy." "Did it strike you thut he was in fear of something?" "No; not in the least. He was more like a man who had suffered a great sorrow and couldn't shake the effects of it." "When he went out did you go with j him into the hall that Is, did you notice which direction he too'.?" "No. We always treated Pnrdce very informally here. Ho sa ! i good j night and left the room. I took it for the answer?" granted he went to the front door and "Not all of it. 'The house that Jack ^ hims( ., f ouf built' might (-.plain something." "Did you go to your room at once?" "I see." Arnesson looked owlUh. j n nnou t ten minutes. I stayed up "Playing children's games to the^end I onjy lonR enoUK h t o arrange sonic ven on himself. Queer notion." He pRpcrs ji ( | been VV()r king on." yawned cavernously. "Guess 1 Vaiicc lapsed into silence !ie was some clothes on." And he went up ^ obvious i y puzzled over some phase of Blairs. lhe C pi s ode; and Markhnm took up Profc.^r Dillard had Blood watch- ^ intcrrogation . ing Arntsurm with a look at once dis ,,j sllpl , ()Se> .. he aa j U) "that it \* tressed nnd paternal. Now he turned U8ek , ss l() , 1<!k ; f you nonr j any 8OU n.! to Mnrkham with a gesture of annoy- ^ '^ ht (hat n)iRhl nave b Mn ., s " 11 ... always pu. tc.i ! ng himselt. lKv()rythinK jn , he houge wa -. a.-rainst hit n-...i:i.iis. i 1 ' 1 : A f./mmsd .^n f rn { efMr Pillard rcnli?i!. .' his frelings. ''-.:r 1 ', tttk i i'ru- ,, Arl ' nnvv- . a y nn sound of a shot less c'tilude loo sena'.;t.y." | wou jj carry f rom tha archey-room to tho Grand Central Station, when a man, under a mild alcoholic stimulus, thrust himself forward, bunged down half a dollar and demanded a ticket t'i Buffalo. f " 'You must take your turn In the | line,' said thp- ticket agent. 'Anyway, "Nowhere," once remarked Henry ( vou call . t go to Buffalo f(jr half a do ,.. Write your name and address plain- Holt, "do I hear such good talk as at ] ar > ly, giving number and size of such ' tho Authors Club,' 'and after reading! '"Where can I go?' asked the in- patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in the fascinating chapter devoted to ' c hriate. stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap ! that famous club in tho dcmlnlscences | "And/ said Hopkinson Smith with it carefully) for each number, anJ f James Howard Bridge, a former deep solemnity, "every man in the line address your order to Wilson Pattern 'President, it Is quite believable. j to m i lim w h el 'o he could go! Does Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto i "Mark Twain seemed to come back that not prove tho innate kindness > { to tho club a few nights ago," sighs [ an ,i courtesy of tho Error is a hardy plant! it flour- ; Mr. Bridge (in "Millionaires nnd Grub Yorker?" isheth In ->very soil. Martin Hipper. 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The question had its origin in tin v.Un ef an Austrian tax official whc iticing that in a cretaiu legal doci . -nt the foolscap pages had been c ,mrt and thea refastoned, concelv; 10 Idea that each separate i>a:;e mi: ar a separate legal stamp instead : ie sufficing for the whole, documen: The lower courts sustained tlie c. ition. Itut the upper tribunal <! ;led that so far as its liability to th ;imp tax wi;s concerned, a sheet wa ', sheet of paper, evon when It hai! .ioeu cut into four separate pages. Sara Henderson Hay, in Harper'a :i" zilie. i .<> say that high tempcr.uure can If lessened by thu UM-J of plants." "Ice plants?" A Fact It Is a singular fact, that it Is easy enough to clearly :ee and to acknowl- edge- what is good and better, but when one attempts to make them his own, and to grasp them, some- how they slip away as it were be- .ween one's finse-rs. HEADACHE? Why suffer \vhen relief is prompt auJ harmless: The Witch, Canadian entry, ovm'luuiling Ilia Shadow, ow.ind .1. 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