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he Green Murder Case BY S. S. VAN DINE. A SYNOPSIS, lo Vance, with a hobby "or solving mysteries, becomes interested in the Green murders when District Attorney farkham und Sgt. H th are called in «® ter the fatal shooting of Julia Greene and the wounding f her younger sister, Ada, Old Toblas Greene's widow, to- gether with five children, Julla, Chester, bella, Rex and Ada (adopted), live in the old Greene mansion. Police investi- ations reveal nothing: then Chester is +found shot dead. Again footsteps are found to and from the entrance of the mansion. Ada comes to Markham's of- fice and informs him that Rex has not told all he knows. CHAPTER XVIII "Why do you think Rex remained in bed silent, and pretended to every one he was asleep when he heard the shot fired at you?" Markham attempt- ed to suppress the keen interest Ada's information had aroused in him. "That's what I don't understand, He wouldn't tell me. But he had some reason--I know he did!--some reason that terrified him. I begged him to tell me, but the only explanation he gave was that the shot was not all he heard... ." "Not all!" Markham spoke with ill- concealed excitement. "He heard some- thing else that, you say, terrified Lim? But why shouldn't he have told ug about it?" "That's the strange part of it. He got angry when I asked him. But there's something he knows--some awful secret; I feel sure of it. . . Oh, maybe I shouldn't have told you. Maybe it will get Rex into trouble. But I felt that you ought to know because of the frightful things that have happened. I thought perhaps that you could talk to Rex and make him tell you what's on his mind." Again Ada looked beseechingly at Markham and there was the anxiety of a vague fear in her eyes, "Oh, I do wish you'd ask him--and try to find out," she went on in a pleading tone. "I'd feel safer if--if--" Markham nodded and patted her hand. 2 "We'll try to make him talk." "But don't try at the house," she said quickly. "There are people--- things--around; and Rex would be too frightened. Ask him to come here, Mr. Markham. Get him away from that awful place, where he can talk without being afraid that some one's listening. Rex is home now. Ask him to come here. Tell him I'm here, too. Maybe I can help you reason with him. . . Oh, do this for me, Mr. Markham!" Markham glanced at the clock and ran his eye over his appointment pad. He was, I knew, as anxious as Ada to have Rex on the carpet for a ques- tioning; and, after a momentary hesi- tation, he picked up the telephone re- ceiver and had Swacker put him through to the Greene mansion. From what I heard of the conver- sation that ensued it was plein that he experienced considerable difficulty in urging Rex to come to the office, for he had to resort to a veiled threat of summary legal action before he finally succeeded. "He evidently fears some trap," commented Markham thoughtfully, replacing the receiver. "But he has promised to set dressed immediately and come." A look of relief passed over the girl's face. "There's one other thing I ought to tell you," she said hurriedly; "though it may not mean anything. The other might in the rear of the lower hall by the stairs, I picked up a piece of paper ~--like a leaf torn from a notebook. And there was a drawing on it of all our bedrooms upstairs with our liz tle crosses marked in ink--one at Julia's room, one at Chester's, one at Rex's and one at mine. And down in the corner were several of the queer- est signs or pictures, One was a heart with three nails in it; and one looked like a parrot. Then there was a pic- ture of what seemed to be three little stones with a line under them. . ." Heath suddenly jerked himself for- ward, his cigar halfway to his lips. "A parrot, and three stones! . .. And say, Miss Greene, was there an arrow with numbers on it?" "Yes!" she answered eagerly. "Tha' was there, too." Heath put his cigar in his mouth and chewed on it with vicious satis- faction. "That means something, Mr. Mark- ham," he proclaimed, trying to keep the agitation out of his voice. "Those are all symbols -- graphic signs, they're called--of Continental crooks, Germar, or Austrian mostly." "The stones, I happen to know," put in Vande, "represent the idea of . the martyrdom of Sairt Stephen, who was stoned to death. They're the em- blem of Saint Stephc:, according to the calendar of the Styrian peas- "I don't know anything aboni that, sir," ancwered Heath. "But I know a , European crooks use -those > 1A fascinatin' study." Vance seemed uninterested in Ada's discovery. "Have you this paper with you, Miss Greene?" asked Markham. The girl was embarrassed and shook her head. "I'm so sorry," she apologized. "I didn't think it was important. Should I Lave brought it?" "Did you destroy it?" Heath put the ouestion excitedly. "Oh, I have it =a'ely. away, . .." "We gotta have trat paper, Mr. Markham." The sergeant had risen und come toward the District Attor- ney's desk. "It may be jast the lead we're looking for." "If you really want it so badly," said Ada. "I can phone Rex to bring it with him, He'll know where to find i. if I explain." "Right! That'll save me a trip." Heath nodded to Markham. "Try to catch him before he leaves, sir." Taking up the telephone, Markham egain directed Swacker to get Rex of the wire. After a brief delay the connection was made and he handed the instrument to Ada. "Hello, Rex dear," she said. "Don't scold me, for there's nothing to worry about. . . . What I wanted of you is this: In our private mail box you'll find a sealed envelope of my personal blue stationery. Please get it and bring it with you to Mr. Markham's office, And don't let any one see yon take it. . . . That's all, Rex. Now, hurry, and we'll hav: lunch together down town." "It will be at least half an hour Lefore Mr. Greene can get here," said Markham, turning to Vance; "and as I've a waiting room full of people, why don't you and Van Dyne take the young lady to the Stock Exchange and show her how the mad brokers dis- port themselves, How wouid you like that, Miss Greene?" "I'd love it!" exclaimed the girl. "Why not go along, too, Sergeant?" "Me!" Heath snorted. "I got ex- citment enough." Vance and Ada and I motored the few blocks to 18 Broad Street, and taking the elevator passed through the reception room (where uniformed attendants peremptor.ly relieved us of our wraps), and came out upon the visitors' gallery overlooking the floor of the Exchange. There was an unusually active mar- ket that day. The pandemonium was almost deafening, and the feverish activity about the trading posts re- sembled the riots of an excited mob. I was too familiar with the sight to be particularly impressed; and Vance, who detested noise and disorder, look- ed on with an air of bored annoyance. But Ada's face lighted up at once. Her eyes sparkled and the blood rush- ed to her cheeks. She gazed over tha railing in a thrall of excitement. "And now you see Miss Greene how foolish men can be," said Vance. "Oh, but it's wonderful!" she an- swered. "They're alive. They feel things. They have something to fight for." "You think you'd like it?" hmiled Vance, "I'd adore it. I've always longed to do something . , , like that. . . . . She extended her hand toward the riilling crowds below. It 'was easy to understand her re- action after her years of monotonous service to an invalid in the dreary Greene mansion. At that moment I happened to look up, and, to my surprise, Heath was standing in the doorway scanning the groups of visitors, He appeared troubled and unus ally grim, and there was a nervous intentness in the way he moved his head. I raised my hend to attract his attention, and he immediately came to where we stood. "The Chief wants you at the office right away, Mr. Vance." There was an ominousness in his tone. "He sent me over to get you." Ada looked at him steadily, and a pallor of fear overspread her face. "Well, well!" Vance shrugged in mock resignation. "Just when we pwere getting interested in the sights. But we must obey 'the Chief--eh, what, Miss Greene?" But, despite his attempt to make light of Markham's upnexpected sum- mons, Ada was strangely silent; and as we rode back to the office she did rot speak but sat tensely, her unsee- ing eyes staring straight ahead. It seemed an interminable time be- fore we reached the Criminal Courts Building. The traffic was congested; and there was even a long delay at the elevator. Vance ::ppeared to take the situation calmly; but Heath's lips were compressed, and he breathed heavily throgh his nose like a man laboring under tense excitement. As we entered the istrict Attorney's oifice Markham rose and looked at the girl with a great tenderness. "You must be brave, Miss Greene," be said, in a Juish, sympathetic voice. I put it y Favorite Mrs. Cecile Kraua who at Lido, {taly, recently monopolized the at- tention of the Prince of Wales at a dance and a morning swim. She is of Hungarian ancestry and lives in Turin. "Yes," he said softly, "it's Rex." * And he's been shot--like Julia and Ciester!" Markham inclined his head. "Not five minutes after you tele- phcred to him some one entered his room and shot him." A dry sob shook the girl, and she buried her face in her arms. "We've got to face it, my child," Markham said. "We're going to the house at once to see what can be dene and you'd better come in the car with us." "Oh, I don't want to go back," she moaned, "I'n afraid--I'm" afraid!" (To be continued.) Retired Back to the homely rhythms Of needle and washboard and broom, Making whole and making fair, And coaxing the crosspatch room. Into a smiling order, Such were her mother's days, Such the tasks of her mother's mother. 'She had returned to their ways; Finding in these old motions Something that clears thé mind, Making smooth and making sweet, Like linen dried in the wind. It seems quiet without the clatter Of typists and adding machines, Sewing alone, and rocking slow, And thinking on ways and means. The chintz point And tapestry grow bare On the round footstool and the sofa * And the sagging easy-chair. is faded; These have weathered turmoil, Though the generation is gone That chose them. It.is strange How tables and chairs live on. the human When all who were gay and tender, Or passionate and bold, Have vanished into the silence, And become a tale that is told. MYLA J. CLOSSER. rere Asn Bonny Andy MacDonald lived alone in a wooden cabin he had built with his own hands on the banks of a salmon river in the Highlands. He claimed to have made most of the record fish catches in that vicinity, and kept a record book in which visit. ors could read thrilling descriptions of wonderful catches, together with their dates and weights. During the summer a young married couple from London were occupying a small bungalow near Andy's cabin. A baby was born to them, and the only scales the proud father could obtain for weghing the new arrival were those on which Andy had weighed all the big fish he had caught, The baby turned the scales at twenty-five pounds. -- ing?" "Had a dud job last night. broken into the refrigerator!" print frets, the needle-] "Why's Bob so sulky this morn- Spent three hours workin' open a butcher's safe, then found he had make that it was left out of the list of good things stored in the fruit cup- board. But now--from a new tested recipe--a perfect plum jam Is easily made. / Any type of fully ripe plum may be used. Tart plums make an excellent | filling for many of the pastry and bat- ter puddings used during the wis ter. And as a supplement to a cottage cheese salad there is nothing more delicious than a small mound of plum jelly. The cottage cheese is unmould- ed on crisp lettuce leaves and a small mould of plum jelly placed on the side of the salad plate. : i Ripe Plum Jam 4 cups (2 lbs.) crushed fruit, % cup (4 oz.) water, T% cupe (3% Ibs.) sugar, % cup bottled fruit pectin. Pit about 2% pounds fully ripe fruit. Do not peel. Cut Into small pieces and crush thoroughly. Measure fruit, solidly packed, and water, into a larga kettle. Stir until mixture boils, cover and simmer 15 minutes. Add sugar, mix well; and bring to a full rolling boil over hottest fire. Stir constantly before and while boiling. Boil hard 1 '| minute, Remove from fire and stir in fruit pectin. - Skim, pour quickly. Seal hot jam at once with hot paraffin. When cool, cover with another layer of paraffin and roll glass to spread paraffin on sides. This recipe makes about 11 eight-ounce jars. Ripe Plum Jelly 4 cups (2 Ibs.) juice, % cup bottled fruit pectin, 71% cups (3% lbs.) sugar. Crush thoroughly 4 pounds fully ripe fruit, Do not peel or pit. Add 1 cup (8 oz.) water. Brng 0 a boil, cover, and simmer ten minites. Place in jelly cloth or bag and squeeze out Juice, Measure sugar and juice into large saucepan and mix, Bring to a boil over hottest fire and at once add fruit pectin, stirring constantly, Then bring to a full rolling boil and boil hard % minute, Remove from fire, skim, pour quickly. Seal hot jelly at once with parafin wax. Makes about 11 eight- ounce jars.--These recipes, applying only to Canadian conditiuns, have been checked by Canadian dietitians as well as by two Canadiana women editors. Grim Reminder of War In the restoration of the territory in Northern France left desolate by the German occupation a project has been evolved to leave some small district just as it was as a perpetual reminder of. the horrors of war, if not of German devastation. The French Government has final: ly decided to let the plateau of Douaumont, near Verdun, become a national monument in this respect. Of this plateau about 5,000 acres have been so consecrated and will be main- tained inthe desolate state in which the end of the war left them. However, there can hardly be any reminder of German destructiveness in preserving this territory, as a re- minder of the horrors of war. For the Germans had little to do with the destruction of the villages and hamlets which originally studded the region, The ground had been careful ly prepared for their advent; first by Sarrall, who commanded the Verdun front at the time of the first battle of the Marne, in September, 1914, and then by Petain, who commanded it in the spring of 1916. ------ Peter (saying his prayers). "And please make Cyril give up throwing stones at me. By the way, I've men- tioned this before." Rapid Development of the new method of ing by means of aerial photographs was commenced in Canada, but the progress made has 'been, almost unbelievably rapid. In 1922 the Topographical Survey, De partment of the Interior, arranged wth the Royal Canadian Air Force to take aerial photographs over a few ex- perimental areas, A few rolls of oblique photographs were taken in northern Manitoba and a small area in Saskatchewan was ph phed ver: Mealy, During 'that winter original plotting methods were worked out and the following year several areas were covered by oblique photography. With the experience gained in that season's work a quite extensive program was launched in 1924. From that year on- ward the work has steadily progress. ed. Each year has seen a deeper in- road into the practically unmarked ex- panses of our northern territory, while at the same time accurate maps were produced of those specal areas where important industrial or mining developments were taking place. Up to the present time a total area of 402,500 square miles has been cov- ered with aerial photography compris: ing 125,000 square miles by vertical photographs and 277,000 square miles by oblique photographs. Vertical photographs are used for mapping on fairly large scales or where the coun- try is rough or mountainous, while oblique photographs are especially well adapted for the exploratory map- ping of those extensive areas of forest and lake of fairly uniform elevation which constitute such a large propor- tion of Northern Canada. The photo graphy has been done through a co- operative arrangement with the Royal Canadian Air Force. The Topographi- Purposes Mapping men. New Method of Mapping Topographical Survey, Department of the Ottawa.--It is just ten years since Reported by Interior cal Survey has been the central y for the trol of all the aeral photography required by the various Federal services. This control pro vides for the issue of technical in- structions for the photographic opera: tions, the indexing and filing of all photographic prints, and the plotting and compilation of maps from the photographs. The methods used in plotting the mapping information from the photo- graphs have for the most part been developed in this country. In par ticular the oblique mathod is known as the Canadian method and it, has been adopted for use in other coun: tries where conditions are similar. This method, because of its low coat, flexibility and the small amount of ground surveys required, is very ap plicable to much of Canada and by its use the geographical knowledge of northern Canada has been extended in the last ten years in a way that would have been quite impossible by former ground niethods, During that period forty map sheets on the scale of four miles to one inch, each covering an area of between 5,000 and 6,600 square miles, and three map sheets on the scale of eight miles to one inch, each covering an area of roughly four times that of a four-mile map, have been compiled from oblique photographs and published. These maps are units of the National Topo- graphic series which is designed to cover eventually the whole area of Canada. In the same time twenty-one sheets of the same series, compiled in whole or in part from vertical photo- graphs, have been published on the scales of one-mile or two-mile to the inch. In addition. seven other map sheets compiled from vertical photo- Written in Devonshire * Here all the summer I could stay, For there's a Bishop's Teign, And King's Teign, And coomb at the clear Teign's head! Where, close by the stream, You may have your cream, And spread upon barley bread. There's Arch Brook, And there's Larch Brook,-- Both turning many a mill; And cooling the drouth Of the salmon's mouth, And fattening his silver gill. There's a wild wood, A mild hood, To the sheep on the lea o' the down; Where the golden furze, With its green, thin spurs, Doth catch at the maiden's gown. --John Keats, in "Poems." Men Exceed Women There are 372,206 more men than women in Canada, according to the latest census~figures of the Domin- ion, a recent bulletin points out. graphs have been issued. "Tom has told me all the secrets of his past." ' "Mercy What did you think of them?" "I was awfully disappointed." -------- He had dined very well and was doing his best to fit his key into the lock, singing a happy song mean- while. After a time a head looked out of the window above, "Go away, you fool!" cried the man upstairs; "you're trying to get into the wrong house." "Fool yourself!" shouted the man below, indignantly. "You're looking out of the wrong window!" Keep that drain clear. . this easy way Gillett's Lye dissolves clogging grease and h ey wooded valley below, and over th valley to what must be one of the greatest and grandest scenes in this lovely county. 2 The round mounted, the hedges lowered, and the green verge by the road widened. The hedges disappear- ed, and below the road lay distant fields and rising woods, and the vision of a faraway blue valley, a calm, in- viting way through che grim, bare hills. The verge became a veritable common, bright with blue harebells, with shaggy sheep wandering in the grass and bracken. A grey farm ap- peared, with a few concave fields be- low, and a wood oi the hillside, primaeval in its silence and remote- ness. To round the crest of the hill was to look down suddenly on the roofs of the village, to see the cottages scattered oddly about the green in this sheltered "Hole" of the enfolding hills. There were larch woods, abrupt nabs of hill, trees and pastures, and run- ning streams; it was a last romantic flourish on the part of nature, before going out to the barren moors, which rose, purple with heather, to the north of the village. Yorkshire had lone the trick agan; once more it was the perfect scene, and filled with i's beauty, I descended the hill. There was the rip to another vil- lage, Appleton-le-Moor when it rained, and after inspecting the schoolroom, undergoing a spring cleaning, we lured the audience out to the village institute, which was half full of bil- liard table, but the audience squashed in and stood on one another's toes in the doorway. And after it was a thrilling walk back cver the moors in the dark, where, when I walked, there was only the sound of my own foot- steps, and when I stood still only the tinkling of unseen brooks in the night, and a soft wind sighing over the dark, vague moorlands. North of Hutton-le-Hole are these never ending moors, vast undulating stretches of heather, broken here and- there by hidden valleys of lonely farms, and green cultivation; a vast, lonely world, peopled with a few horned sheep, and one shepherd jog- ging on a pony through the purple heather--a world of immense views, and a great, impressive silence--and I was very grateful .0 my little show which had carried me out to get a glimpse of it.--Walter Wilkinson, in "Puppets in Yorkshire." een Finland Has World's Most Northerly Road Venturesome automobile tourists who have the desire to visit out-of« the-way places now are able to travel to a point far within the Arctic Cricle via what is believed to be the north- ernmost road in existence. This road is located in Northern Finland, start- ing about 300 kilometres within the circle, it extends some 230 kilometers farther north to the Fjord of Petsamo in the Arctic Ocean. This harbor is free from mice the entire year. The southern end of the newly com-' pleted highway is connected with the network of other roads in the country by means of a good highway and through this also with the railway sys- tem, : Construction of the road was begun by the Imperial Russian Government in 1916 as a military measure to es- tablish communication with the Allies and thus offset the German blockade of the Baltic. The revolution of March, 1917, interrupted constructon, but upon the conclusion of peace Fin- land resumed the work. The road has now been in use for some time and is used by both tourists and motor trucks. It 4s a gravel road, five metres wide, and the total cost was $1,600,000. Tourist hotels have been erected in several places and, while they are open principally during the Summer, some of them remain open during the Winter also. A telephone and telegraph line runs alongside the road which can be used for interna- tional communication, 5 ---- ee WILLING TO HELP A man in search of a quiet holi- day set out in a small sailing boat, his only equipment consisting of provisions and a wireless set, He sailed serenely for several days, un- til at last he sighted ome of those liners which resemble small towns z rather than ships. The of the little boat created excitement ; on board the liner. : ~The captain was wondering wheth. er it matter of g maker