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Show ‘Happy Bluebirds’ Motifs for Linens Harmonizing With Spring Murder Masquerade Bluebirds are for happiness—so runs the legend. This dainty pattern in 10-to-the-inch crosses will add a cheery touch indeed to your towels, pillow cases, scarfs or cloths. Do these simple motifs in natural color, or two shades of 5 Copyright Inez Haynes nla Inez Haynes Irwin... Irwin WNT? Service. LEE longer.”’ Write plainly your name, dress and pattern number. ad- Sine qua non. (L.) Without which not; an indispensable condition. In exte (L.) Fully; at length; unabridged. i Ex parte. (L.) Of or from one side only. Non est inventus. (L.) He has not been found. Pax vobiscum! (L.) Peace be with you! Statu quo ante bellum. (L.) As it was before the war. Sur le tapis. (F.) On the carpet; urder consideration. Tabula rasa. (L.) A blank tablet. Ad hominem. (L.) To the (individual) man. Mare clausum. (L.) A closed sea. Non compos mentis. (L.) Not of sound mind. 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I got up very early Sunday morning and went over the road I took, to see if I could find ites “Don’t you think that that might look suspicious?’’ ‘Perhaps. But I suppose I would also think that whether it looked suspicious or not would depend on my standing in the community— my reputation for decency and honor. I am perfectly willing to admit that I didn’t want to be involved as a witness in this case. Naturally I did not want to get into it. Moreover, the buckle is an ex- and me Eleanor very was a ly er. to in heart : and spirit. I adored “A beautiful child, Eleanor be a beautiful woman. I think that this is prejudice. grew Every- where, her appearance made a sensation. That was not entirely due: to her beauty perhaps. It was partly her coloring. It was the most delicate blonde I have ever seen— ethereal. Often Mrs. Marden and I discussed the proper adjective to apply to Eleanor. She was not angelic nor seraphic nor cherubic. She was too tall to be fairy-like. She was sprite-like. Her hair was the palest gold, her features what we used to call mignonne, her eyes deeply violet. “The French always stared at her and in Spain and Italy she created such a sensation that she did not like to go out on the street alone. She had courage enough, he was apparently extremely acute in sensing the reactions of the oth- her forbears me because which ried have never never called secretly. the States summer That was came in. of 1915. before the It was I will in I knew I had never met Ace Blaikie. In the war somebody started calling Eleanor ‘Sister Dora,’ after an old novel, the heroine of er sex. At any rate they were marUnited in America. that people thought of Ace Blaikie as a rich man. I knew that he had property in Satuit, Massachusetts. I began to wonder if, as he grew older, he would not want his only child—if only child she were—to inherit that property. At first I put this thought out of my mind. But it kept recurring. It troubled me. I finally found it was keeping me awake nights. Sleepless nights began to recur a little too often. I made inquiries and found that Ace Blaikie was not only accepted as a bachelor but that nobody knew that he had ever been married. Ultimately I decided to come to the United States, to establish myself at Satuit. It made things easy for zs, Dacre the time PAS 2S Mrs. close. By Docior Blaikie and love——” year old, we realized that life expression on Doctor Marmeant nothing to either of us with- |"“The face deepened so _ horribly out the other. Six months later we (den’s that it was as though the’ blodd were married quietly in Paris. My behind the flesh had turned to ink. practice was there and we have “he did not know really what lived in Paris, except for our holiOn that side he was not days, ever since. My wife died man but beast. At any rate they two years ago and, after I had a met as often as his permissions and little recovered from my grief, I hers allowed. What happened of decided to return to America. But was that Ace Blaikie disI am running ahead of my story. reourse covered that in order to possess my I must go back to Eleanor. daughter, he myst offer her mar“There could not possibly ever riage. Understand—*“Docter Marhave lived a more lovely child than den’s voice shot to us a perempEleanor. And when I use the word tory order. ‘‘Understand that this ‘lovely,’ I use it advisedly. She was lovely in face and figure; love- troubles of my tife. But I’ve accomplished it. I brought her up in Paris, as you know. But as she grew older, I wondered about was a nurse. I eonfess I read it. Ace Blaikie her anything but Sister not go into all the ins and outs of this. I will say only that marriage in France is a very complicated mat- ter. Ace Blaikie had made HIS week’s crop of fashions seem fully as sweet and gay and long-awaited as lovely Spring —with which they’re meant to harmonize. Mary, Sue and Emily, three charming standees, know how to have day in day out chic without forfeiting that pretty silver lining in their new Spring purses. Hints From Mary’s Boudoir. “T’m especially fussy about the slip I wear, perhaps that’s why I always sew-my-own! I never miss the few hours it takes, and I can spend the difference for a finer, better-wearing fabric. A_ slip that’s well-behaved is a joy to yourself—others as well—and just as easy to have. So take a tip from one who knows: choose this model and a good fabric and you'll have no further slip troubles.’’ A Lift for M’Lady. ‘ “A new frock means more to fabric and a friends with a French officer who had a long pull. He fixed it so that Ace and Eleanor were married secret- ly. “Presently pregnant. Eleanor She told tound me herself afterward that there was nothing in the world she wanted so much as to bear a child. It was several months after this discovery before she saw Ace Blaikie. At their first meet- ing, she told him that she was going to make their marriage public. She could see, as she told me subsequently, that Ace Blaikie was ap- palled at this discovery. He tried to get her to withdraw from hospital and go to America. the And if not to America, to Italy or Spain. Eleanor steadily refused. Finally, she told him if he gave her no help, she must apply to me—that the marriage must be announced. Thereupon, he told her that she was, in reality, not married at all. That, a few years before, he had secretly married in the United States an actress by the name of Drina Demoyne——” “Drina Demoyne!” I interrupted. not, in view of the great tragedy, of momentous importance, it was of some importance. ‘“‘Well,”’? Patrick decided, ‘I guess that will be all.” Doctor Marden arose. He bowed to Patrick; came over to my side; bent low over my hand. ‘Dear lady,’’ he said, ‘I cannot tell you how much I think of you in these distressing days.” Something in his voice brought the tears to my eyes again. with his quick, light step, he started to go. “?’m afraid, Doctor Marden,” ? “ve seen Drina Demoyne. Why, what was it I read about her just the other day? She died recently.’’ “Yes,”? Doctor Marden answered. “Her death has a great bearing on this story. That revelation of Ace Blaikie’s was really Eleanor’s death warrant. She never saw him “I shall step came through the hall determinaticn. “I’ve ‘rest come of my back story, said Myron Marden. you all, of it yet!” to tell Mr. you the O’Brien,” ‘I haven’t told Involuntarily we all three sat down. : “I will begin it by telling you,”’ Doctor Marden took up the story in the quietest voice I had ever heard from him, “something that will, I think, come as a great surprise to you.’’ He paused as though to summon his strength for the revelation. ‘‘Ace Blaikie is the fa- ther of my granddaughter Caro Prentiss.’’. He paused again as though for a question or comment from us. But neither Patrick nor I spoke. We did not stir. His statement had worked too great a paralysis for us either to speak or move. ‘“T’ll have to go back of course to tell you how it came about. I-will begin with my own marriage. My wife was New York woman. When I met her, about forty years ago, she was a widow. She had been widowed twice and both times under tragic conditions. Her first husband, Theodore Prentiss, also a New Yorker, was thrown from his horse a month after their marriage. He died instantly. She became the mother of his posthumous child—a boy, Theodore Prentiss. Five years later, she married again—Addison Dacre. He too was a New Yorker. While they were traveling in France, he died in Paris of a case of pneumonia. She was pregnant at the time and the shock brought on the premature birth of a little girl who Dacre. physician in on the was to be named Eleanor I was established as a in Paris and I was called case. This was immedi- after Addison “Mrs. woman—a the funeral—I Dacre. Dacre very was lovely a_ never met beautiful woman. felt that if the child died, her very I Then He “Do but You she Recognize hated the That?” little incidents which occurred here and there along the way. I will not say that Eleanor was an angel, although she was a kind of modern angel. She was too vigorous to suggest that sort of thing. But she was absolutely honest. She was sweet. She was kind. We worshiped her— my wife and I.” Doctor stop. He Marden put came his hand to a full over his eyes and sank back into the past. Presenty with a deep sigh he emerged into the present again. “When the war came, I enlisted as a volunteer in the French medical service. I will say here that we are a medical family, so to speak. Before the war was over, there were a half dozen Mardens working in France. When the United States came in, I was transferred to the American service.”’ He paused and looked inquiringly at Patrick. Patrick nodded. He did not speak. I knew that no more, than I would he have interrupted the flow of that story. Doctor Marden went on. ‘‘My wife threw herself into war work too. For four years she worked daily at the American Ambulance in Neuilly. Eleanor—perhaps now I had better tell you about Elea- nor. or. “Eleanor was a natural nurse. She never took a course in nursing, but I taught her everything I knew. She volunteered when I did and the French sent her to the hospital at Courcy-sur-Seine. She stayed there for about a year. I saw her only at irregular intervals. [ had an occasional permission from the front and then she and my wife and I would try to manage a reunion at our home in Paris. But I did not see much of Eleanor during the first months of the war. went through what many husbands were going through in France then. I saw my wife getting. more and more fatigued—nervously exhausted. But Eleanor stood up to it marvelously. But every time I saw her, it seemed to me that she had become more of a woman, more and more beautiful. Then Ace Blaikie appeared in her life.’ Again Doctor Marden came to a pause and now he did not cover his face with his hands. He presented, unscreened, the hard bitter eyes, the tight-shut lips; the setness of every “I line know and that are acquainted curve. you, Mrs. Avery, with the factors of Ace Blaikie’s war experience because I’ve heard you discuss them so often.’’ ‘And besides,’’ I reminded him, “my husband was in France.’”’ “Well then, I will merely say told me the whole story. My wife and I had but one idea—to save Eleanor’s reputation. Now it happened that my wife’s son by her first marriage, Theodore Prentiss, was living during the war in a remote village in southern France. He volunteered for both the French and American armies. But he had always been an invalid and he could not be used either as a soldier or in any civilian capacity. He was married and his wife was pregnant. I sent Eleanor to them, My step-son’s wife died bringing a dead child into the world. Theodore survived her only six months. In the meantime, Eleanor bore a perfectly healthy baby whom she named Caroline after my wife. This was the Caro whom you know. Before he died, Theodore suggested a plan. We carried it out. We registered her in the Marie of Laitry as Caroline Blaikie. We registered her under that name as an Ameri- can citizen, with the consul of Marseilles. I can show you that she bears that name on her passport. But we told all her friends in Paris and have told them ever since that she was Theodore’s child. As soon as I could get leave, I took my wife and daughter to Spain.’ He paused. For an instant he bit his lower lip as though to fang out of it the emotion which made it tremble. “There my daughter killed herself.’’ Neither Patrick nor I made comment. He himself made no further comment. ‘When we-réturned to Paris, however, there was never any question of Eleanor’s not being Theodore Prentiss’s child—Caroline Prentiss. And so she grew p. She has. no more idea of her relationship to Ace than you had before I told you this story. As she is a minor, I got her passport. She has never seen it. “Concealing her real name from Caro has been one of the minor Took Up His Miss Sue, a snappy sophomore who sews. ‘“‘I decided 1252 had the kind of newness I want: the clever cut of the waistcoat bodice first caught my fancy, and the saucy swing skirt made me sign on the dotted line. I go for simple nécklines, and I like lots of buttons too. You should see my version in| royal blue silk crepe—really, it’s something to be proud of.”’ Designers Win Praise. “Smart Matron your granny,’’ retorts Emily to an- intended bit of flattery regarding her new welcome-to-spring frock. ‘‘If I look as young as I feel I’ll be mistaken for a Laf-a-Lot! But honestly, this new dress gives me a more dressed-up feeling than any I can remember in Springs gone by. think Sew-Your-Own designers are smart to give us ‘40’s’ some of that swing the youngsters rave about. Do you suppose they sympathize with the poor young men who are urged nowadays to ‘Swing, Swing, dear Mother-inlaw’? The Patterns. Pattern 1909 is for sizes 14 to 20 (32 to 46 bust). Size 16 requires Story Again. Dora. Although Eleanor’s name ‘was Dacre, the name of Marden might of course linger in Ace Blaikie’s mind. Still, as I said before, there had been at least half a dozen physicians named Marden working She “Well, Mary,” Patrick said in a weary tone. “It all makes sense. Here we have a perfect design— Torriano first, Margaret next, then Marden. No one of them seems to have told anything but the truth. They’re all dying to tell the truth. If somebody would only lie, maybe I could get the answer. Of course Margaret said she thought she heard something stirring in the bushes. Marden apparently noticed nothing like that. Now there may have been another person involved or any number. For that matter, Margaret Fairweather may have returned and— O who killed Ace Blaikie. nearer knowing than I was Saturday. 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When once we pass that pale our guardian angel quits his charge of us.—Feltham. 21h : Doctor reached Of course that constant attendance have. to ask you not to leave the Head until I give you permission.” ‘I give you my word I shall not BAYER ASPIRIN has brought you entirely new way, ‘‘—do Patrick said his last word. iy DON’T LET A RUNNING the Patrick again go. { threw myself s eo by that?” Doctor Marden lost it?’ “TI thought it must have dropped off in that walk I took. It seems to Foreign Words and Phrases IT’S FOR YOUR “Oh den—’’ pocket a, 1315 ra Pattern one color. Pattern 1315 contains a transfer pattern of two motifs 5%4 by 12% inches; two motifs 6 by 734 inches and two motifs 54% by 7 inches; and four motifs 3% by 5% inches; color suggestions; illustrations of all stitches needed; material requirements. Send 15 cents in stamps or coins (coins preferred) for this pattern to The Sewing Circle Needlecraft Dept., 82 Eighth Ave., New York, would heart and soul into saving that premature little waif—and I did save her. -I took care of her for months. aS reason and <x SRS SOS$2SDOL Soe <A AXSESS SS eS & Sx8 - SSesSSS oss oseWe reached ° ot THURSDAY—Continued me A into one pocket He then another, another and another. ‘fT cannot keep a pencil,’ he muttered. I moved in the direction of my desk. Before I could reach it, however, Doctor Marden had offered Patrick a fountain pen. Patrick busied himself a moment or two writing, handed the pen back. “Thank you very much, Doctor Marden. I won’t detain you an in Paris Last spring, eame here as during you to Satuit. the both war. know, I met I Ace Blaikie socially, of course, although I made no effort to meet him. Caro’s name was neither his nor mine. If the coincidence of a physician from Paris by the name of Marden gave him pause, he did not let me know it. e may have thought of me only as one of the Marden connection in Paris. “In the meantime I studied my man. I found that he was engaged to be married to a_ beautiful, charming and estimable young girl. That girl became Caro’s most devoted friend. I confess to you I did not know what to do. If he married, Ace Blaikie was likely to have children. In the matter of in- , heritance, his legitimate heirs ' 234 yards of 39 inch material. Pattern 1252 is for sizes 12 to 20 would of course take precedence | (32 to 38 bust). Size 14 requires 3% over Caro. And the iast thing in yards of 39 inch material plus % the world I wanted—for Caro’s contrasting. sake—was a _ scandal. I let the , yard Pattern 1233 is for sizes 34 to 52. summer drift by in a welter of indecision.’’ A He paused again and seemed reminiscently to survey that long direful period. Then he took up his | story again. : “And then Drina Demoyne died. The newspaper accounts of her career said that she had married but once—to an actor, Allan Banks. This was before the war. They said that once the two separated for a few years, but were never divorced. Subsequently, they came together again and lived together until Miss Demoyne died. She left him all her property. I have in my possession Banks’ affidavit that he never was divorced from Drina Demoyne. Ace had mistakenly thought he committed bigamy in marrying my daughter but Drina Demoyne had actually committed bigamy in marrying him. That changed the whole complexion of affairs. Caro was no longer illigitimate—that is, provided Ace Blaikie had married no other woman. She was the heir to This lovely pure silver-plated Set—knife, his estate. fork, soup spoon and teaspoon in aristo(TO BE CONTINUED) cratic Empire design is offered solely to get you to try the pure brands of lye i ses, shown at right. 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