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Tea for every Taste mm TEA « • • THE WITNESS CHAIR BY RESTA WESSVSAN SYNOPSIS Stanley Whittaker is found dead in ii» office one morning. In spite of apparent suicide, his partner Julian Front is accused of his murder. The f’eljer of the story, once a newspaper woman, is a guest of the Judge at the trial. She is specially interested in the testimony of Trent's ex-wife. Trent’s jealousy had been roused by Whittaker's attentions to her. She lias a hard time under 'examination by Trent’s counsel, Max Conrick, who accuses her of marrying Trent just to save Whittaker from his wife’s jealousy-., “I married Trent because | wanted to,” she says. Every six months Stanley Whit- taker had come to him for a thorough physical examination. On last Oc- tober sixteenth he had examined Mr. Whittaker and found him in the pink of condition. Dr. Egerton then testi- fied that Mr. Whittaker was particu- larly careful of his condition because he had an inordinate fear of death. The slightest pain sent him hot foot to the doctor. He loved life, was determined to make his own a long and full one. Often he used to say that he expected to live way beyond the allotted three score and ten. The day’s final witnesses were Joe and Steve McCarley, brothers, who had lunched with Stanley Whittaker at the Sphinx Club en October seven- ty e nth. Both were holders of stock in his broadcasting venture. Both had been worried about failure to see results. But Whittaker had reas- sured them that results had merely been postponed. They might expect things in working trim by the first of the year. “By this time next year,” he had said, apparently in excellent spirits and full of plans, “you can count on big dividends.” A snowstorm raged as we left the courthouse. It had begun shortly after lunch and grew steadily in vol- ume all afternoon. Teriffic wind piled, the snow in drifts. 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I was waiting for Paula de Young, who had been Whittaker’s secretary, and whose great interest in the tes- timony was striking. “I’ve Been Watching You” When she came down the steps I went over to her. “Won’t you let me give you a lift? I happen to have a cab. Just dumb luck.” “Thanks, I don’t mind the, subway. She was staring at me with frank suspicion. I knew she was asking herself what my game was. She looked terribly tired and worn, as if just to sink down and shut her eyes would be relief. “How did you happen to pick me out of all this crowd?” she asked. “I’ve been watching you in court for several days.” “Are you a newspaper woman?” “Mo. ' I was until six years ago but I’m a back number now. Don’t be afraid that I’ll try to interview you, Miss de Young.” I gave her my name. She. hesi- tated another minute, then stepped in the cab. The driver waited for instructions and I asked: “Where shall we drop you ?”......... She mentioned the address in Chel- sea that I had already visited. All the way there she sat silent, staring out of the snow-clouded window. When wo stopped, she opened her purse. “Please don’t,” I begged, “I was taking the cab anyway.” She said, “Thanks a lot,” and step- ped down into the drifts- But as the cabman started to close the door she asked if I’d like a clip of tea. So we went up to lier apartment, a com- pact room with a small alcove kitch- en and dinette. I told her to get out of her wet things and into a dress- ing gown. She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving the door partly open. A Rush of Sympathy I wandered about examining the simple furniture. Except for the bed, the things had the general air of be- ing old family stuff. There were two oil paintings. One, that of an austere gentleman in 'stock and tie of the eighteen-fifties; the other, a pink-cheeked lady in the tight basqued fashion of the same period. Paula de Young came in knotting the cord loosely round her blue flan- nel robe. Pomponned blue slippers ' on bare feet looked frivolous and gay and strangely out of the picture. Her damp hair was slicked back like a tight burnished cap. Her face was dead white. She seemed cold although the room was stifling with the heat that floods from a radiator turned on all day. I had a foolish longing to ask it 1 could help her in any way. Why, I don’t know. Curiosity had nothing to do with the impulse. Perhaps it was because I had put myself in her place, coming home from thc^ emoti- onal strain of court and finding not a soul to talk to, no safety valve. Perhaps this was the reason why I felt a rush of sympathy, why as our eyes met, I said: " “Can’t I help you?” “No,” Paula answered, misunder- standing my offer to help her. ^ “I’ll have tea ready in just a minute.” She moved about, placing the kettle on the two-burner stove, opening a box of sugar wafers, measuring the tea. She moved restlessly, constantly, while the water boiled. She closed the little desk drawers, straightened cush- ions, kept busy even after the small table was set "With tea-cups, napkins and silver. I admired the heavily wrought pattern of the silver teapot. “That belonged to my great-grand- father, the gentleman over there.” She pointed to a portrait on the wall. “Dutch, wasn’t he?” “Yes. Stubborn, they tell me. We are a stubborn lot.” Her lips pressed together and as she poured the boiling water over the tea., her head was bent and I could not see her eyes. “Are any of your family in New York now?” “I haven’t any left. I’ve been alone ten years â€" since I was sixteen. My only sister died then. She was older- like a mother â€"” She stopped short, evidently curbing an inclination to say more. She passed my cup and sat looking at me a little anxiously, perhaps asking hei self why she had recklessly made me her guest. “I'll go in just a few minutes,” I found myself saying. “You’re too tired for company.” (To Be Continued) Black Wool Dressâ€"Gold Embroideryâ€"F or Daytime. Chic ftp p m q tie E-lllés Edited by LAURA 5. BALDT, A.M. Gold leaf embroidery emphasizes the slim corselet waistline of this black wool dress with gold zipper at the front. You can wear it anytime . . . anywhere . . . including all the smart places. For very practical wear . . . You’ll want to make the other ver- sion of one of those popular inex- pensive rayon novelties. Self-fabric bands accentuate the slim corselet waistline . . . it buttons up to a shirt collar and has two tricky tailored pockets. Black and white rayon crepe print . :. . ideal for either version. Looks -very fresh and young ’neath your winter coat. Style No. 8286 is designed for sizes 12, 14, 1:6, 18, 20 years, 30, 32, 34, 36, 38 and 40-lnches bust. Size 16 requires 2 % yards of 39-inch mate- rial. Embroidery Pattern No. E- ! 1185-cost is 15 cents extra, y.y Lend Fifteen Cents ,(15c) (coin is pro."erred)f01: pattern toj Peerless Pat- â- on-.s, 73 West Adelaide'St, Toronto. Oil2â-  plainly your Name, Address - Style Mtimber. Es safe -to state I e vr.'u wi li. fruit into the winter diet. Dried fruits and canned fruits are always available to say nothing of oranges, grapefruit, apples and bananas. In fact you can have as many delicious fruit desserts in winter as in sum- mer. There is a knack however, in serv- ing; these fruits to bring out their full flavour and colour. A simple and easy way to do this is by combining fruits with jelly. It makes such a difference in the appearance and taste of ordinary fruits, and dresses them up to look like company desserts, but these desserts are simple enough to serve every day. Here is a dessert which will take you back in memory to a golden September dayâ€"and the JYagrar.ee which filled the kitchen when you bottled spiced peaches, Arabian Peach Mold % cup peach juice (4 cup vinegar Ms cup sugar 12 cloves 1 stick cinnamon 1 cup canned peaches, sliced 1 package orange flavoured quick- setting jelly Combine peach juice, yingear, su- gar, cloves and cinnamon and bring to boil. Add peaches and simmer 10 minutes. Remove peaches from sy- rup. Strain. Add enough water to syrup to make 2 cups. Dissolve jelly in warm liquid. Arrange peach slices in individual molds. Pour jelly over them. Chill until firm. Unmold. Serves 6. Grapefruit Mounds 1 package lime flavoured quick-set- ting jelly powder. 1 pint warm water Dash of salt 2 grapefruits, sections free from membrane. Dissolve jelly in warm water. Add salt. Turn into individual molds. Chill until firm, Cut grapefruit sec- tions lengthwise in slices. Arrajnge grapefruit slices on place and unmold jelly on them. Serves 8. Here are two practical and delici- ous orange and jelly desserts. 4 oranges, free from membrane and cut in pieces 1 cup sugar 1 package orange jelly powder 1% cups warm water Combine oranges and sugar and let stand 10 minutes. Dissolve jelly : in warm water, pour over oranges, i and chill. Stir occasionally while cooling. Serve in sherbet glasses. Serves 8. Golden Apricot Meringue Pie 'V2 pound dried apricots, cooked and drained .1 / 3 cup sugar. 1 package orange jelly powder 2 cups warm apricot juice and water; (4 teaspoon salt 1 baked 9-inch pie shell Combine apricots and sugar. Dis- solve jelly in warm apricot juice and water. Add salt. Pour over apri- cots, stirring occasionally as mixture cools. Chill. When slightly thicken- ed, turn into cold pie shell. Chill until firm. Cover with Three-Min- ute Meringue and sprinkle with co- conut, if desired. Bababa Fluff 1 package strawberry jelly powder 1 cup warm water 1 cup cold water % teaspoon salt 3 bananas,, crushed 1 cup canned crushed pineapple 9 marshmallows, finely cut Dissolve jelly in warm water ; add cold water and salt. Chill until cold and syrup. Place in bowl of cracked SORE THROAT »,. COLDS Given Fast Relief Take 2 “Aspirin” Tab- lets with a full glass of water, ud Y"\. X' , \ WT Crush 3 “Aspirin” Tablets in Vs glass of waferâ€"gargle twice every few hours. The speed with which “Aspirin” tablets ac t in relieving the distressing symptoms of colds and accompany- ing sore throat, is utterly amazing . . . and the treatment is simple and pleasant. This is all you do. Crash and dissolve three “Aspirin” tablets in one-third glass of water. Then garlgle with this mixture twice, hold- ing your head well back. This medicinal gargle "will act almost like a local anesthetic on the sore, irritated membrane of your throat . Pain eases promptly (rawness is relieved. © “Aspirin” tablets are made ia Canada. “Aspirin” is the registered trade-mark of the Bayer Company, Limited, of Windsor, Ontario. Look for the name Bayer in the form of a cross on every tablet. IBS* MALIK IN CANADA ice or ice water and whip with rotary egg beater until fluffy and thick like whipped cream. Fold in bananas, pineapple, and marshmallows. Turn into mold. Chill until firm. Unmold and serve with whipped cream or fruit sauce, if desired. Serves 10. Here is an unusual winter pie made with dried anricots. NEwl&xj THE SHELTON HOTEL’S "Welded ” Attractions The Shelton’s added attrac- tions bring it out of the overage hotel class, A swimming pool, gymna* ssum, solarium, library are here for YOUR enjoyment. As for your room, it is quiet, tastefully decorated, it’s one of the most pleasant rooms you could find in any hotel. And The Shelton’s location is ideal ...on the edge of the Grand Central zone. lasre- No. â€"*38 "X: