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Orange Pekoe Blend mm TP ■ S Ai 51$ D « » THE ... WITNESS CHAIR BY REITA WEIMAN SYNOPSIS Stanley Whittaker was found dead one morning In his office with a typewritten typewritten confession before him stating that he had used money belonging to the firm, and with an army revolver In his hand. In spite of apparent suicide, suicide, his partner, Julian Trent, is accused accused of murder. The teller of the story, once a newspaper woman, Is at the trial as guest of the Judge. She gathers bits , of news from a reporter sitting next her--that Whittaker, a widower, had been infatuated with Trent's ex-wife, and that he was a popular and fascinating man. Anna Tuftnik, scrubwoman who found the body, is the first witness. "His face was greyish and his month was pressed tight. Like it is now. sir." The gaze of the crowd,; magnetized by O'Neil's, turned to the accused. Julian. Trent, flushed, a swift-mounting red that/flamed over face and forehead. forehead. I saw his hands grip each other and press down against the counsel table. Max Conrick objected vehemently to admission of such questionable testimony. testimony. "I protest, your Honor, that at best this witness is using imagination when he presumes to compare a man's ap- A Svelte Housecoat For the Hard-to-Fit Mature Figure 1 Housecoats are a smart necessity necessity in every wardrobe. It is so restful after a busy day shopping - or at the office to relax in a housecoat of lovely warm flannel in à bright and exciting ■ new shade. Or to zip into a demure demure velvet housecoat to entertain entertain friènds. The mature woman may find the buttoned down-thc- ■ front housecoat with wide swathed tied girdle more becoming to her figure. Style No. 3325 is designed for sizes 14, 16, 18, 20 years, 32, 34, 36, 38, 40 and 42 inches bust. Size 36 requires 415 yards of 39- inch material. Send Fifteen Ccnis (Joe) (Coin is Preferred); for this pattern to Peerless Patterns, Room 421, 73 West Adelaide St, Toronto. Write plainly your: name, address and Style Number. • Be sure to state Size- y ou wish. ; pearance at night under glaring electric electric lights with his appearance today in court," Tile bit of testimony was struck from, the records and Mr. Peterson registered an instant "Exception". The witness was annoyed. You could see it in his frown, in the way his jaw shot out. Imagination? What did the fellow mean? It was his job to see things. See 'em without any light if he had to. No imagination about the way Mr. Trent looked that night. He looked as he looked now, worried but not wanting anybody to know it. What did this fellow mean? Imagination! Call him a liar, would he? The rest of O'Neil's examination was a corroboration of Anna Tuft- nik's testimony. He described the manner in which lie had forced the lock of Mr. Whittaker's private office and .insisted that when the door gave way lie had found no key either in the ' lock or bn the floor. The body lay huddled, back to the'back, in a halfsitting halfsitting position, the left hand palm on the ground as though Whittaker had attempted tq prop himself as he slid down to death. Important Omission On cross- examination O'Neil did not Vary a single item. No amount of heckling could trip him up. His photographic eye rested defiantly on Max Conrick. 1 thought of Judge MacKenzie's statement: "It is impossible for anyone anyone in the witness chair to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth." Could this be the case with O'Neil? His testimony was of terrific Importance. Importance. Yot did imagination color memory? memory? Had Julian Trent happened merely to hurry out of the elevator that night, ignoring the watchman? And looking back in the perspective of subsequent events, had this insignificant insignificant omission assumed immense proportions in the « ;uChilian's mind'• It worried, me. For no particular reason I wished Conrick ha,d been able to trip him up, liad < cast some decent doubt on the murder theory. So far, with only two witnesses, it seemed already an established fact. 1 looked from witness to prisoner, 1 did not look at his face but at his hands. Hands are telltale because one believes nobody takes note of them. A face may be held like an iron mask but hands are alive of themselves, themselves, expressing the character, strength or weakness of their possessor, possessor, Once or twice I had -seen Julian Trent's left hand rove back over his head, pressing down as if to quell pain or throbbing. It was an unconscious unconscious movement. I noticed the exceptional exceptional length of the fingers emphasized emphasized by a gold signet ring. I noticed, too, the nerve tension of the gesture. Here was a high-strung, not a cold man. One who might habitually rein in his temper, yet once unleashed find it a runaway impossible to head off. Here unquestionably was a man of deep passions. Died At Approximately Ten There was another studying him, Paula de Young, who had been Whittaker's Whittaker's secretary. Not as I was, to find the man behind the wall of reserve, Under cover of general interest in Timothy O'Neil's testimony, those eyes of hers like an animal's burning from the depths of a dark cave rested on Julian Trent. They nev-r moved from him; not when O'Neil left the stand nor when the next witness, Pet- er Costigan, police officer, testified that O'Neil had called him, that he had found the body as described, that; the revolver with one bullet discharged discharged showed no finger marks. The revolver was then offered in evidence. Also the signed confession which Costigan Costigan identified. The police officer and Dr. Abraham Lessing, medical examiner, were questioned questioned by Assistant District Attorney Bondy. Dr. Lessing stated that at eight A.M. when he examined the body, life had been extinct approximately approximately ten Somewhere in the neighborhood 9* te? P-M. Stanley Whittaker must have died. Paula de Young's lips counted backward along' the hours. They seemed to fin™ a "seven" and then "eight nine, ten." She sat elbow on knee, chin resting on her hand, eyes holding Trent. It was almost as if she commanded him to look at her. To all intents and purposes, however, he was unaware of her. I wondered --was he? How was it possible for him not to feel in some way the intensity intensity of her demand ? These two must know each other beyond the formal acquaintance of employer and employee. Even though she had been Whittaker's secretary, she must have been, thoroughly in touch with the other partner. What then? Certainly this concentration signified something1 something 1 beyond the impersonal. Was she daring him to meet her gaze ? Was she defying him to clear himself? himself? Was it triumph? What? "I'd say to Trent, watch out for Miss Paula," came from the corner of Ollie's mouth. I turned quickly. His interest like mine had fastened on the girl across the aisle, who had been Whittaker's secretary even while his pencil tracked tracked shorthand over the page of fools- crap. Incomprehensible Look "I wonder," I whispered, "just what the look she is giving me means." "Means? She'd like to light the. first fagot." "Fm not so sure. Not hatred, that look," I told Ollie. "Something more complicated. Something we can't name offhand." I stood at the foot of the steps watching, the crowd pour down them after court adjourned. Among the last: came Paula de Young. Seated in the courtroom, she had appeared tall. Yet in the frame of the doorway, doorway, she was little and very slim. I followed and stood next to her at the curb. She hailed - a taxi and I made a mental note of the rildress she gave. That night I called at an apartment apartment house in the Chelsea district. I tipped the superintendent and discovered discovered that Miss de Young lived there alone in one of those one-room apartments convertible into living or Sleeping quarters to suit the tenant's tenant's need. On the way home, I considered considered the spelling of the girl's name. Small d - e, capital Y-o-u- n-g. Undoubtedly Americanization of "de Jong," quite an ordinary Dutch name. I, The following ; day she was in the same seat. Perhaps because I had seen her dwarfed by the doorway, she looked younger than the day before and her eyes seemed to fill her small face. The courtroom was packed. We rose as the Justice entered. The fifth witness was called: "Roy Levino." He stepped jauntily along the aisle, a slick blackhaired boy in a suit of brown and white checked material material with belted coat, dashing red tie and the point of a matching silk handkerchief exhibited in Ms breast pocket. He flashed a fine row of white teeth as he approached the clerk and took the oath. He continued continued to show them as he adjusted his carefully creased trousers and sat down in the witness chair. He was the type of boy who might have held hopes of one day crashing the films to replace the lamented Rudolph Valentino. Valentino. He was an elevator operator in the Union Building. (TO BE CONTINUED) Color Cameras Hard on Skins Can't Disguise Sunburn, Freckles; Need Special Repaint Jobs Color cameras threaten to take the bloom off the lovely lilies of the screen. Cosmetician Max Factor, of Hollywood Hollywood explained that's because light strains instead of heavy greasepaint are an absolute necessity with color films. And the lighter strains won't cover facial blemishes. "It's becoming harder than ever to disguise the effects of outdoor exercise---sunburn exercise---sunburn and windburn." Factor Factor said. Myrna Loy, an ardent gardener gardener who freckles easily,.'when she yields to the trowelling' urge, is going to have trouble. Wear and Tear Show* Special repaint jobs are necessary after Preston Foster returns from yachting with his hands showing wear and tear and Ginger Rogers frolics with her exuberant dogs. Salt-water bathing and relaxing on the beach roughen movie stars' skins and cause peeling noses. Hair also is liable to bleach in the sun. "Gutr door recreation may be pleasant for some people," Factor declared, "but it's going to bring our film colony nothing but grief." Canada Arrives ifigf .y'<< ykk/'/V/'A;' itiii :. . v:- iili /. ' ËïcâÉ ■ 381™" New French Minister to Household Science By SUSAN FLETCHER HAPPY NEW -YEAR DEPENDS ON GOOD DIGESTION A "Happy and Prosperous New Year" just isn't possible for anyone while they are feeling over-stuffed and over-fed from the Christmas-season. Christmas-season. All the good wishes in the world won't make a person any happier unless unless they get some light and easily digested food to offset iftie tasty but rich food they have been consuming consuming the last few days. Light, digestible and flavoursome, are moulded jelly salads. These can accompany the cold sliced chicken, turkey, goose or what-have-you left over from the holiday dinner. With tea biscuits and a light dessert, this is all you need to serve an appetizing, appetizing, stimulating 1 and very satisfying lunch or supper. Here are a few moulded salads which are perfect for any occasion but come in especially handy right now. Sunny Orange Supper Plate ■ 1 package quick-setting orange jelly powder, 1 cup warm water 1 cup orange juice and water 2 oranges, sections free from mem brane and diced 1 cup diced celery, salted ■% teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon vingear Dash of tabasco. Dissolve jelly powder in warm water. water. Add- orange juice and water. Chill. When slightly thickened, fold in oranges. Combine celery, salt, vinegar and tabasco; fold at once into into slightly thickened jelly, Turn into into individual moulds. Chill 'until firm. Unmould on crisp lettuce and garnish with mayonnaise. Makes 8 moulds. Red Crest Tomato Aspic 1 package strawberry jelly powder 2(4 cups cooked or canned tomatoes 214 teaspoons prepared horse-radish 1% teaspoons scraped onion 1% teaspoons salt Dash of Cayenne Dissolve jelly in warm tomatoes. Add horse-radish, onion, salt and Cayenne. Force through sieve. Turn into individual molds. Chill until firm. Garnish with mayonnaise. Serves 4. Another salad that you will find useful anytime' and especially now is YEAR 'ROUND SALAD 1 package lemon or lime jelly'powder jelly'powder 1 pint warm water 2 tablespoons vinegar 16 teaspoon salt ' 16 cup cabbage, finely shredded 1 «up celery, finely cut 1 pimiento, finely cut 1 tablespoon green pepper, finely chopped 1 Dissolve jelly powder in warm water. water. Add vinegar and salt. Chill When slightly thickened, fold in re- maining ingredients. Turn into in- dividual molds. Chill until firm. Un< mold. Garnish with mayonnaise Serves Si; The Perverse Poet - Alas, how sad a thing--- Now that no heavenly anger sits Troubling the waters of my wits, I have no song to sing. This stupefying wealth Of happiness has struck me dumb. Those sweetly jangled nerves are numb, Which were my spirit's health. No' sharp, perceptive pain Turns in my side, I am not glad To be so well! I would I had My old disease again! --Sara Henderson Hay. In Scribner's Magazine InNew Xo-v enjoy THE SHELTON HOTEL'S i! 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