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Both traims are entirely , from with its solarium to the air whistles on the locomotive. =~éilvd- era have been given full consideration in the plans for the beauty and luxâ€" of the new Timiteds. '{u.nâ€"-u--ua-uu The Corn King limited between Chiâ€" cago and Omaha and Sioux City, takes over the schedule of the present North Western train which leaves Chicago for the Missouri Valley cities at 6:05 p. m., Omaha at 6 p. m., for its eastbound trip, and Sioux City at 5:25 p. m. The new North Western limited and the Corn King limited, trains which establish a new record for all time in luxury, beauty and safety in railroad travel, were exhibited by the Chicago and North Western railway in the Chicago terminal Saturday, Aug. 18. They were displayed in Milâ€" waukee from 9 a. m. to 2 p, m. Monâ€" day, Aug. 20, the day on which they made their initial runs. On that date, one complete train of the New North Western limited left Chicago at 6:30 p. m. on its way to St. Paul and Minneapolis, and the other traim left Minneapolis at 8:00 p. m. and St. Paul at 8:40 p.â€"m., for: Chicago. They run on the schedule of the present North Western limited which they replaced beginning August All New Throughout and Finest Equipment Obtainable ; Chiâ€" TWO NEW TRAINS ON _ _ ; NORTHWESTERN START ©: N. W. LIMITED & CORN KING| "Hereâ€"this way," Zelia said. crossâ€" ing the hall and opening a door. "Mis« Amy‘s room. Let me help you. George. You and me take her shoulders and he can take her feet. Go easy, George â€"she‘s got heart trouble." They carried Josie to the bed in Amy‘s room and Simon Judd followed the chauffeur into the hall. "If you know who the family docâ€" tor is you better send for him," Judd said. ‘"You better send for the police, too; this ain‘t my bailiwick." "Yes, Ill do that," the chauffeur He touched Zelia on the shoulder. "You come and get this girl out of her faint," he said. "Where we goin‘ to put her?" that had been pressed against Simon Judd‘s nose was that of the cook, a woman almost as enormous as Simon Judd himself. Behind the cook was a second ‘maid, Zella, with her hands pressed against her cheeks. and Drane‘s chauffeur was running up the stairs. . To him Simon Judd turned. "John Drane‘s been murdered," Siâ€" mon Judd said‘to the chauffeur. "I can‘t look at him; I faint off at the sight of blood. Always did and dare say I always wiil. This here girl‘s fainted, too. Help me get her onto a bed somewhere and out of the way or she‘s like to be trompled. Here, you!" "Lave be‘ Sthop it, you!" a hoarse voice whispered, but the foot removed itself from his ear and Simon Judd sat up. He found himself encompassed by skirts and he backed out from among them and got to his feet. He was in a group at the door of John Drane‘s room; evidently he had been unconscious but a moment or two, for Amy Drane was still standing in horror on the threshold. The maid Josie still lay where she had fallen, but there were now others peering into the room. Norbert. the colored houseman, was there, and the big foot, Both trains are entirely : was no longer in doubt, a foot was standing on his ear. Someone was standing with one heel against his nose and the toe of the other foot on his ear, and he tried to push the latâ€" ter foot away. he came there for, close to his eyes, was what seemed to be an enormous black pillar. It seemed to be, as his senses returned, a most unaccountable thingâ€"a low black shoe out of which arose a phenomenally large ankle, and when he put his hand to his car he For a moment or two he was unable to remember where he was or how sciousness it was largely because of the pain in the ear and when he tried to move his head he could not do so. What‘s happened beforeâ€" Simon Judd, amateur detective, and William Dart, an undertaker, are visitâ€" ing John Drame, eccentric man of wealth, at the Drane place. Suddenly the household is shocked to find that John Drane has been murdered. The dead man is first seen by‘]&}. the maid, then by Amy Drane and Simon Judd. The latter faints. THURSDAY, AUGUST %0, 1988 When Simon Judd returned to conâ€" cagoâ€"Minneapolis; Also He, at least, was ebtlenti;vâ€"l;;;- Now go on with the story! | to passengers in the lounge of the | observation bedroom car up to the minute of departure. The six bedâ€" | rooms opening onto a corridor are | equipped with every hotel room conâ€" | venience from an adjustable dressing | table and illuminated dial clock, to a | real bed with a special spring mattress. The solarium is enclosed with glass specially constructed to let | in the sun‘s healthâ€"giving ultra violet the MA L Whossaas wpll20 & C1 COf, CO2RC NOC AAGrOpeRn governments hmâ€"'flhmlzwnmw Woodwork in the Pullmans is of a specially selected grain walinut, It is dark mahogany in the dining car. The latter, built to bring luxury to the short distance traveler, is upholstered in taupe plush, has swivel seats which may be single or double as the travâ€" eler chooses to put the separating arm up or down, and each seat has a robe rail at its back. Stopping and starting are imperâ€" ceptible on the new trains, since every wheel is equipped with Hyatt quiet roller hearings to do away with fricâ€" m..“ .. 'i'l ;I’â€"'*â€"----a thority as among the most beautiful | ‘ = and useful and worthâ€"while things in| While the for fog and storm, but also for I "He was all I had!" she sobbed.| 0 "He was so good to me; he was so“ : kind to me!" | > _ ‘‘There. there!" Simon Judd com«‘ e forted her. "I know just how you {eel.l girl. You ery all you want to, it] «won‘t do you no mite of harm. All of you keep out of that _room!" he| ~ ordered. and then to the wee.ping;' _ girl again‘ "I don‘t feel right Comâ€" fortable about that hired girl we put| / in your room; the other one said how | she has heart trouble. 1 don‘t knowf but what you ‘might help in there | some, if you feel up to it." 1 * Yosle * Amy asked. "In miredani® ette counter, and special woman‘s lounge. Light refreshments, and even breakfast of coffee and toast will be served fronr the counter. Candelabra chandeliers, a deepâ€"pile carpet of black with bright figures, walnut taâ€" bles, brass serving stands, and easy chairs, upholstered in dull blue and old rose in the lounge, and in deep marine blue, colonial grain leather in the library, stand out among the inâ€" novations. â€" The midâ€"train car has a library, Io!:n(e. soda fountain and luncheonâ€" "I left him down there in the parlor, or whatever you call it, when I come up to bed," Simon Judd said. "They had something to talk over, seemed "Say, look here!‘" he said suddenly. "Where‘s that other feller; the man with the whiskers. What did John say bis name was? Dart?" The housekeeper turned. "Mr. Dart? Yes, sir. Why, I don‘t know where Mr. Dart is. I made up the blue guest room for him. Mr. Drane said he was going to stay the night." Bounts se e ie en es‘ "Josie?" Amy asked. "In my room? t the door. Yes, I‘ll go to her." j ‘No one," Simon Judd told them. She wiped her eyes and hurried| "Not that I know of, anyway," and across the hall, and Simon Judd looked he told of having heard the scream of after her. MThe AAFL Aasin and m® mewRelepen 2. fi Good manners, good breeding and "No, nothing to be done." she said and turned, and then, suddenly, she broke into sobs and threw herself against Simon Judd, weeping tempâ€" estuously on his shoulder. "Now, you see here, Miss Amy," he said. "You better go downstairs awhile until the doctor comes; that man of yours is sending for himâ€" and for the police. There ain‘t nothin‘ to be done until they come." "We can‘t tell that yet," he said. "Come on, if you want meto help you down. I got to ‘phone the doe and the police." "Come on, if you want meto helpf "Well, I don‘ rightly know. Maybe you down. I got to ‘phone the doe‘! one o‘clock, maybe two o‘clock. I ain‘ and the police." { look at no timepicce, I jus‘ starts Simon Judd turned toward the murâ€"| down. And when I get on the steps dered man‘s room. He put his hand|here I hear Mist‘ Drane and Mist‘ Dart over his eyes to hide the dead man| talkin‘ together, and Mist Dart he from his sight. .. | surely is mighty mad about it. Yes "Now, you see here, Miss Amy,"| sir! swearin ‘and cussin; yes, sir! he said. "You better go downstairs! Mighty mad! So I don‘ go down. I awhile until the doctor comes; thmi comes up." "*Yes. I‘ll be doin‘ just that," she said. "It‘s turrible, George; a murder right in the house. Who done it, d‘ ye think ?" "George! Ain‘t it awful? Ain‘t it just awful?" she cried. "Mighty bad, Maggie," he said, "but don‘t you gef excited about it. You keep calm; you don‘t want to fetch on mnother of those spells of yours. You better go down and take aâ€"take a drink of water or someâ€" thing." "I‘ll telephone," the chauffeur said, and he started for the stairs, but the cook took his arm. nesslike. "You better not let them touch amything in there, unless he‘s alive yet." "I know all that, young man," Judd said. "I‘ll take hold here; you get a move on." AMONG LIFRs SEST Interior Finish ALLUSTRATIONS BY FE.WATSON "Navy blue is a youthful _smart combination as a foil for bright blue accessories," concludes the magazine. "Certain tones of gray also show blue accessories to advantage and one of the loveliest blendings of colors is natural biege and tourquoise matrix blue or robhl'-_.m blue with its mixâ€" ture of green." The shade most prominently ac~¢> cepted, says the magazine, is navy blue. _ Sports costumes. are being shown in a combined navy blue wtth/ white and a marine blue, which is, in | reality a light bright navy. Jmlled! accessories appear in bluve and shoes and belt are made to match in woven | blue leather. 1 ‘‘The Parisienne likes the whole rage of blue shades," says the magaâ€" zine, from navy to the old time baby bime. This once more brings into the spotlight of fashion turquoise and turquoise matrix. Sometimes they are strung in the tasselled necklaces, again they are imbedded in wide gold or silver bracelets and stillâ€"another variation is the combination of turâ€" quoise matrix and pearls." { on popping motoreycles which they | parked alongside the veranda, and enâ€" { tered the house together. From the |top of the stairs Simon Judd bade | them to come up. i "Ke one been in the room," one of | the nfficers asked as he saw the group hoi ts chaek The French capital has the "Paris blues" and a return in popularity for turquoise and turquoise matrix is the result, says the fashions editor of the Woman‘s Home Companion. "Looks like murder, Joe," one said. "Surc is murder," the other replied. "Looks to me like a case for Brenny." "Yes; he ought to get on it right ) away, too. You better go down and‘f ‘phone headquarters; I‘ll stay here.| This man‘s dead, all right. Anybody | sent for a doctor?" j "One‘s coming," Simon Judd said. | "We‘re going to have Brennen on‘ this case, most likely," the officer said. | "They hand him most of these mur-f ders these days. He‘s a good one; he‘ll | clear, this up in no time if there‘s any clear up to it. He‘s the best man we‘ve | got on Long Island. Who‘s that?" ' It was Dr. Blessington entering the | house. He came up the stairs, a.smalfl Nt gieiae eoal e oi 1 PARIS FAVORS BLUES IN COSTUME MAKING French Capital Has Paris Blues Says Magazine Writer; Tells of Varied Shades In fact the police officers arrived almost intmediately, the local headâ€" quarters having telephoned to the staâ€" tion nearby. They came, two of them, "I got Doctor Blessington," he told Simon Judd. "He‘ll be tright out. And I got the police station: they‘re sendâ€" ing men." "What were they talking about?" Simon Judd asked. "Now, that I don‘ know," said Norâ€" bert. "I ain‘ listen; it ain‘ none of my business what gentlemans talk about. I jus‘ comes up." The chauffeur Geor;';e came up the stairs, "What time was it asked. "I said mad," said Norbert. "I mean mad. What I mean is I‘ve got this cough on my chest and I been takin‘ medicine for it. The doc give me a medicine for to alleviate the cough, and he says take a swaller whenever the cough comes upon me, and last night I leaves the bottle down there. So when I starts to cough I go down to get my bottle. Yes sir!" "No, ma‘m," he said. "He ain‘t in his room; his bed ain‘t been slep‘ in. 1 guess he got so madâ€"" He stopped. "You guess what?" Simon Judd deâ€" manded. like. I guess maybe they talked late maybe he ain‘t up yet." "See, Norbert, if he‘s in his room," Mrs. Vincent ordered and the negro went. He came back at once. mmuxnrmnmmuunun.uuuou Simon Judd }l might not have. Maybe not. It‘s | been so blame long since I saw John last. Why, what are you getting at | anyway ?" |_ Dr. Blessington turned to Amy. "I wanted to tell you this myself, | Miss Drane," he said, "for I know it fwill be a shock to you. The ‘man‘ â€"up there in the bed, the murdered | ‘man,‘ the ‘man‘ we have known as | John Drane, is not a man at all. ‘He‘ lis a woman." "Now, that‘s a hard one, doe!" hel saidAat length. "I nligh‘t have, andr "Would you have known him if you had not kpown he was John Drane? Woud you have recognized him, for example, if you had me; him on the street by chance?" & ' Simon Judd ruhbed the back of his head thoughifully. "Well, yes," Simon Judd admitted. "Yes, John had changed quite a bit. Just as bony s ever and so on, but a lot older." . "Why, I‘m just a feller that knew | John when he was a boy," explained | Simon Judd. "Him and me used to play together back in Riverbank, Iowa, long before he ever came Eastâ€"sixty | years ago, anyway. I‘m east on a sort: of business and I telephoned old John yesterday, just for old time‘s sake, and he says to come out and see him | a day or so." | Judd. _ "That is a long time; he is greatly (-h:mged since then, isn‘t he?" "How long is it since you saw him last, before yesterday?" Dr. Blessâ€" ington asked. Dr. Blessington came out onto the veranda and set down his black case. His face was drawn into serious lines and ie was frowning: "You are Mr. Drane‘s grand niece, I believe ?" he this gentleman ?" They went down. The servants‘ went into the dining room off the hall and waited there, and Simon Judd . and Amy went onto the veranda. The | girl sat twisting her hands, saying nothing, now and again wiping her eyes, and when the doctor came down the stairs did not arise. She held her | handkerchief over her quivering | mouth. Paul E. Downing "Come! We‘ll do down," said Simon Judd and, as Amy Drane came from the room where the maid Josie lay, he stood back to make way for her. 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