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SHINER GAZETTE, SHINER, TEXAS
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THE STORY THUS FAR: Reynolds
questions Meg at her home. There is a
knock at the door, and Martha Evans,
Tom Fallon’s sister-in-law, enters. She
wanted to tell them about the knife.
Martha’s story is that Alicia was not
murdered with the knife that was found.
That knife, she declared, was one she
and Tom had taken away from Tom’s
wife, Letty, the invalid and mental pa-
tient. Martha declared that Tom did not
know his wife’s true condition, believing
her to be getting better. “But she is
violent at times,” Martha insisted, as
she told how Letty had attacked her
with the knife one night. “That night
you said you fell and hurt your ankle?”
Meg asked. Martha denied it.
CHAPTER XV
Miss Martha said huskily, “Only
I didn’t fall—she pushed me down
the steps.”
Bob waited, and after a little, she
went on huskily, “Tom and I saw to
it that there was. never any—any in-
strument around that she could use
to hurt herself—or anybody else.
Tom thought she was bedridden; I
hadn’t told him that she was grow-
ing stronger, that she could walk—
not very far, but at least she was
no longer helpless. I knew, of
course, the danger that was growing
around her—danger that she might
slip away from me and—do some
horrible thing—”
Bob said swiftly, “Then you mean
that she managed to get away and
kill Mrs. Stevenson.”
Miss Martha flung up her head.
Her eyes blazed.
“She did nothing of the sort! Use
your head, young man. It’s a mile
from our house to Mrs. Stevenson’s
place—she couldn’t travel that far.
And she hasn’t been out of my
sight one single minute since the
night she attacked me,” she blazed
at him hotly.
Bob said gently, “We have only
your word for that, Miss Evans.”
Miss Martha’s stocky body
slumped a little and she said weari-
ly, “Yes, of course—you have only
my word for it—”
“And the knife, Miss^Evans?”
asked Bob very quietly.
She seemed to wince as though
he had struck her. She drew a deep
breath and lifted her head a little,
though her shoulders sagged.
“Yes, the knife,” she repeated.
“That was—night before last. As 1
said, Tom didn’t know that Letty
could get out of bed, or walk; he
thought it was a little foolish of me
to keep every sharp-pointed instru-
ment in the house under lock and
key. He thought as long as we kept
them out of her room, out of her
reach—” She shrugged tiredly and
then she went on in that heavy, ex-
hausted voice, “so he left a knife
out on the kitchen sink night before
last. I’d—had a good deal of trouble
with Letty and I was very tired. I
slept in her room, and I thought
that she was sleeping soundly, and
so I let myself go to sleep. When
I woke up—I don’t know what woke
me, but — suddenly I was wide-
awake, and—there was Letty stand-
ing beside my bed, bending over
me, the moonlight on—that knife in
her hand—” She set her teeth hard
in her lower lip, and her hands
crushed each other, and in spite of
her efforts at self-control, two swollen
tears slipped from her eyes and
down her white cheeks, leaving little
marks in the thick powder spread
so inexpertly there.
Megan went to her and put an
arm about her, and for a moment,
Miss Martha resisted; then she
turned and hid her face against Me-
gan, while the two men waited.
Laurence was sick with pity for this
tired, harassed woman who had car-
ried her heartbreaking burden for
so long with such indomitable cour-
age; Bob’s expression was intent,
wa tchf ul—wa iting.
Miss Martha went on, ‘I
screamed, and that roused Tom, and
—well, between us we managed to
get the knife away from her. She
fought hard, and then suddenly—she
went to pieces, just slumped be-
tween us like a ragdoll that’s lost
all its sawdust. We got her to bed.
We knew there was nothing we
could do for her. The doctor warned
us—any sudden exertion, excitement
—would almost certainly result in
a brain hemorrhage—” She paused
again and then went on, “I left her
with Tom. I wanted to get rid of that
awful knife, once and for all time.
So 1 hid it—where you found it.”
She was limp with exhaustion and
nerve strain and Bob let her rest for
a moment before he asked very
gently, “And—your sister, Miss Ev-
ans?”
Miss Martha said in a voice that
was a ghost of sound, “She—died
early this morning.”
It was an hour later, after Miss
Martha had had a cup of coffee and
a chance to rest a little, that Bob
went over the story of the knife
again.
“It seems quite a coincidence,
Miss Evans, that all this happened
the same night that Mrs. Steven-
son was killed,” he pointed out.
“I don’t know anything about that,
young man,” said Miss Martha,
with the faintest possible trace of
her old brusqueness. “All I know
is that when I heard you’d found
the knife, I was afraid some inno-
cent person would be accused of do-
infl away with the Stevenson wom-
an by means of that knife. And I
knew I had to come and tell you
about it, since telling you couldn’t
cause my poor Letty any trouble—
now.”
Bob nodded, sitting on the edge
of the desk, his eyes fastened on
Miss Martha’s face.
“Amos, who saw the knife being
hidden, spoke of a ‘thing in white,
about eight feet tall’—” he men-
tioned.
There was the faintest possible
trace of a smile in Miss Martha’s
tired eyes.
“I know,” she told him quietly.
“It was a bright moonlight night
and you never know who may be
roaming around late at night in
these parts,” and for just the barest
instant her glance flickered towards
Megan and away. “I didn’t want
anyone to see me—you can under-
stand that, of course. And it oc-
curred to me that that old place
would be an ideal place to hide
something you didn’t ever want
found. But if somebody saw me—
and recognized me—you see?”
Bob nodded. “Of course,” he an-
swered quickly.
“Well, Tom was with Letty,” Miss
Martha went on. “I slipped out into
Then she turned and hid her face
against Megan, while the men
waited.
the kitchen, got the knife, and a
sheet out of the linen closet. I alsb
took a good stout walking stick that
I sometimes use when I go to the
grocery—there are so many half-
savage dogs around—and I put one
of Tom’s hats on the end of the
stick, and held the stick above my
head, under the sheet. I imagine
I must have looked pretty fearsome.
But, you see, I wanted anybody who
saw me to think he was seeing a
ghost—and if such things as ghosts
exist, surely their favorite place
would be something like that old
overgrown garden. I never dreamed
that anybody seeing me would stop
long enough to see what I was do-
ing—or, if he did, that he would re-
port it to anybody.”
“You didn’t see Amos?” asked
Bob quickly.
“No,” answered Miss Martha, and
hesitated so oddly that Bob’s atten-
tion was caught and it grew strong-
er.
“Whom did you see then?” de-
manded Bob.
“No one,” answered Miss Martha
firmly. Too firmly. Too emphat-
ically. “I saw no one at all—no
one.”
Bob said sternly, “You’re not tell-
ing me the truth, Miss Evans. Up
to now, I believe you. But if you
start telling me lies now, don’t you
see you’re likely to make me believe
that all you’ve told me is a lie!”
Miss Martha said grimly, “You
can believe anything you want to,
young man. I’ve told you all I’m
going to tell you. And I’d never
have told you what I did if I had not
felt so sure that you’d jump to the
conclusion that the knife Amos
helped you find was the one that
killed Mrs. Stevenson—and once you
were convinced of that, you’d not
stop until you’d hauled in some poor
devil that was as innocent of that
crime as—my poor Letty.”
She got up and Bob said sternly,
“I’ve not finished yet—”
Miss Martha eyed him as though
he had been an importunate beg-
gar, and said coolly, “Haven’t you?
Well, I have. Good day to you all.”
She looked at Megan and said
tonelessly, “Tom and I are—taking
Letty home. We’re leaving today,
so this will be good-by—and—thanks
for all you’ve done.”
“Miss Martha, whom did you see
that night?” Bob demanded sharp-
ly. “I can forbid you to leave, you
know—I can hold you as a material
witness—”
“A witness to what? I wasn’t with-
in a mile of the Stevenson place,”
Miss Martha pointed out. “Amos is
my alibi, just as I am his. I’d say
that he and I are the two peopl*
who couldn’t possibly have had any-
thing to do with the murder.”
“But you did see someone that
night—” began Bob.
She met his eyes straightly and
said coolly, “Did I?”
Megan drew a deep breath and
said levelly, “You saw me, didn’t
you, Miss Martha?”
Bob flung her a startled glance,
but Laurence’s mouth only tightened
a little.
Miss Martha looked straight at
Megan and then she sighed and nod-
ded. “Yes, I saw you,” she admit-
ted.
Bob said quickly, “Look here, Miss
MacTavish, you haven’t told me
anything about being up there that
night—”
“You didn’t ask me!” Megan re-
minded him.
“I said that if you were in bed
and asleep, you couldn’t have heard
a scream—”
Megan nodded. “And I said, no, I
couldn’t—but you didn’t ask me if I
had been in my bed asleep,” she
reminded him again.
“Who was with you?” he asked
sternly. “Don’t tell me you went
out alone at that time of night.”
Megan said quietly, “No, I wasn’t
alone. I was when I left the house
But when I reached the Ridge—Mr.
Fallon was there and we talked a
little while.”
Bob asked abruptly, “Your father
was involved with Mrs. Stevenson,
wasn’t he?”
Megan gasped as though he had
struck her, and Laurence said
sharply, “Hi, lay off, Bob. You have
no right to ask her such a question.”
Bob met his eyes squarely and
said coolly, “Haven’t I?”
“As her counsel—” began Lau-
rence heatedly, but Bob’s grin was
cool, amused, and it silenced him.
Bob lit a cigarette, first securing
permission from Megan.
And then he looked at Miss Mar-
tha and said very gently, “Miss
Evans, just why did you kill Mrs.
Stevenson?”
It was so unexpected, and the tone
of his quiet, even voice was in such
contrast to the thing he said that
for a moment everybody in the room
went rigid; and outside the door, in
the shadowy hall, there was a
smothered gasp from the unseen,
but listening, Annie.
Miss Martha sat very quiet for a
moment, her body held upright by
her grip on the arms of her chair.
Without raising her face she lifted
her eyes and looked straight at Bob.
He was watching her quietly,
steadily, and in complete silence.
After a moment, Miss Martha
sagged back in her chair, limp and
beaten, all her defenses down.
“All right,” she said, her voice a
mere thread of sound. “I—did it. f
Megan caught her breath on a
strangled sob and swayed a little.
And Laurence, without taking his
eyes off Miss Martha’s white, rav-
aged face, put his arm about Megan
and drew her close.
“Why, Miss Martha?” asked Bob,
very gently, with pity in his voice.
Miss Martha drew a hard breath
and lifted her hands in a little ges-
ture of helplessness before she
gripped them once more about the
arms of her chair. “I—hated her
She was a wicked woman. She
made so much trouble. for every-
body. She had started spreading
lies and slander about Tom. I was
afraid that Letty might hear—in one
of her periods of lucidity. Tom told
me about the things she was saying.
He had been foolish enough to go to
her house one evening and face her
with a story she was spreading
about him and—Miss MacTavish—”
The tired voice died and she
opened her eyes and looked at Me-
gan and said faintly, “I’m—sorry,
but I might as well tell you the
whole story.”
“So Mrs. Stevenson was broad-
casting the fact that Miss MacTav-
ish and Mr. Fallon were friends,
and hinting that there was more tc
it than that, and you decided to
have a talk with her—was that it?”
Bob’s gentle voice asked Miss Mar-
tha.
She rubbed her hands together as
though the palms were damp and her
voice steadied a little. “Yes, that
was it,” she said evenly. “And Mrs.
Stevenson was curious about Letty’s
illness and she came prying and
snooping. Tom and I knew that if
the people here in Pleasant Grove
knew that Letty was—of unsound
mind, they might be afraid of her,
for all that she was completely help-
less; and that Tom might lose his
job, or worse still, that he might be
forced to—put Letty away in an—
institution. We couldn’t bear the
thought of that.” Once more the
voice died away, and without a
sound Annie materialized beside
Miss Martha’s chair, offering her a
glass in which there was some pun-
gent-smelling, milky-colored fluid.
Bob waited patiently until Annie
had performed her act of kindliness
and had once more vanished, as si-
lently as she had come.
“So you went to have a talk with
Mrs. Stevenson,” Bob prompted
Miss Martha, his tone gentle and
friendly.
“Yes,” said Miss Martha, and
now she was pleating the crisp per-
cale of her housedress over her
knee with twitching ''fingers, her
eyes on the task.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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When Friends Drop In
This Is a no-fail cake made by
the new, mix-easy method. Raisin
filling is tucked in between the
layers and the cake is frosted
with a tangy lemon frosting.
As weather gets cooler and we
tend to stay indoors more, we’re
bound to be doing
some entertain-
ing. No, it prob-
ably won’t be
anything fancy or
fussy, but a
homemaker is al-
ways on the look-
out for easily prepared tidbits of
deliciousness that will make the
evening more pleasant.
The efficient hostess will always
see that there are a few cookies
stored away in a tin or jar that the
family can’t reach. Let’s call it an
insurance cookie jar, if you please,
for then you can always be sure of
having something on hand to serve
with fruit or beverage when friends
drop in.
Another idea that has taken many
a woman’s fancy is a snack shelf.
On this she keeps small plates and
napkins, cups and glasses and a
store of things handy to fix and good
to eat. Cheese and cakes or bis-
cuits, thin wafers, jams and jellies,
pickles, olives and perhaps jars of
delectable snacks are some sugges-
tions you might use in filling a shelf
of your own.
As a starter, you’ll like these
cookie ideas: ^
Apple-Butter Cookies.
(Makes 2 dozen)
Vi cup shortening
1 cup brown sugar, firmly packed
1 egg, beaten
Vi teaspoon salt
Vi teaspoon baking soda
3 cups sifted flour
Vi cup buttermilk
Vi cup apple butter or tart jam
Granulated sugar
Cream shortening and sugar until
fluffy. Add egg. Sift together dry
ingredients and add alternately with
buttermilk to the mixture. Chill un-
til easy to handle. Roll to Vs" thick-
ness on lightly floured board. Cut
with a round cutter. Put together 2
pairs with 1 teaspoon of apple but-
ter or jam. Press edges together
with fork. Sprinkle with sugar.
Place on greased sheets about 1"
apart. Bake in a hot (400 degrees)
oven for 12 to 15 minutes.
Molasses Crisps.
(Makes 3 dozen)
Vi cup molasses
14 cup shortening
114 cups sifted flour
94 teaspoon soda
14 teaspoon ginger
1 teaspoon grated orange rind
Bring molasses and shortening to
a boil. Cool slightly; add remain-
ing ingredients
and mix well.
Chill several
hours or over-
night. Roll on
floured board to
Vs" thickness.
Cut in desired
shapes and place
on baking sheets. Bake in a mod-
erately hot (375 degrees) oven for 8
minutes. When cool frost with pow-
dered sugar and water icing. Be-
fore icing has a chance to set, deco-
rate with red or green sugar or
tiny candies.
Another good idea is to make
enough cake that will last for en-
tertaining several times. A good,
fruity cake will keep well; in fact,
will mellow with age.
Pound Fruit Cake.
(Makes 3 pounds)
1 cup blanched almonds, cut in
strips
Vt, cup diced preserved cherries
1 cup diced, preserved orange
peel
Pointers on Making Cakes
Sift flour into paper plates which
can be used over and over again
when making cakes. This will save
washing dishes.
Set bowl on a towel when cream-
ing and mixing ingredients as this
keeps it from slipping and keeps the
bowl steady.
■ Remove eggs from refrigerator
some time before using as they beat
more easily.
LYNN CHAMBERS’ MENUS
Broiled Salmon Steaks
Lemon Wedges Boiled Potatoes
Buttered Broccoli
Lettuce with Vinegar Dressing /
Raised Rolls Beverage
Lemon Chiffon Pie
Vz cup diced, preserved citron
2Vi cups sifted flour
1 cup butter or substitute
1 cup granulated sugar
5 eggs
1 teaspoon baking powder
Vi teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon grated lemon rind
1 tablespoon lemon juice
Mix nuts and fruits with Vi cup
of the flour. Cream butter, add sug-
ar and work to-
gether until light
and fluffy. Add
eggs, unbeaten,
one at a time,
and beat thor-
oughly after each
addition. Sift together dry ingredi-
ents and stir with lemon rind and
juice into batter. Add fruit mixture
and stir until well blended. Bake
in greased heavy waxed paper lined
loaf pans in a moderate (325 de-
grees) oven for 1% hours.
With cake flour again available
after its long absence, you can plan
an all-out celebration for family or
friends by making the kind of cake
everyone has dreamed about for
months. Even a beginner can make
a tender, fine-textured cake because
of this mix-easy recipe:
Ribbon Cake.
2 cups sifted cake flour
2 teaspoons double-acting baking
powder
94 teaspoon salt
194 cups sugar
Vz cup shortening
94 cup milk
2 eggs, unbeaten
1 teaspoon vanilla
Vi teaspoon cinnamon
Vs teaspoon cloves
% teaspoon nutmeg
Sift flour once; measure into sift-
er with baking powder, salt and sug-
ar. Have shortening at room tem-
perature; mix or stir just to soften.
Sift dry ingredients; add milk and
mix until all flour is dampened.
Then beat 2 minutes. Add eggs and
vanilla and beat 1 minute longer.
Line bottoms of 2 8-inch pans with
waxed paper, then grease. Turn half
of batter into 1 layer pan. To re-
maining batter add molasses and
spices, mixing only enough to blend.
Turn into other layer pan. Bake
in a moderate oven (375 degrees) for
25 minutes. Spread raisin filling
between layers and lemon icing on
top of cake.
If you are serving tea when en-
tertaining, make it delicious by
bringing the water to the boil-
ing point and then allowing the
tea to steep from three to five
minutes.
Raisin Filling.
Mix together 1 tablespoon corn-
starch, % cup sugar, dash of salt,
Vi cup raisins, finely chopped, 1 tea-
spoon lemon juice and Vi teaspoon
grated lemon rind. Add % cup of
water and mix well. Cook gently
3 to 5 minutes, stirring constantly
until thick and clear. Add 1 teaspoon
butter or substitute and blend. Cool.
Lemon Icing.
Cream together Vi teaspoon grat-
ed lemon rind and 1 tablespoon but-
ter; add Vi cup of confectioners’
sugar gradually, beating well. Add
a dash of salt, then Vi cup more of
confectioners’ sugar alternately
with 2 teaspoons of lemon juice and
1 teaspoon water, beating until
smooth and of the right consistency
to spread.
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LYNN SAYS:
If you like cakes a little dark-
er than they are ordinarily made,
set the temperature a few de-
grees high and bake the allotted
amount of time. Or, let the cakes
stay in the oven a few minutes
longer. Try the reverse proce-
dure if you like them just faintly
browned.
If you want to save sugar on
icings, use a prepared filling in
between the layers in place of
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A strip of cloth or tape sewed
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Lane, Ella E. The Shiner Gazette (Shiner, Tex.), Vol. 52, No. 46, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 14, 1946, newspaper, November 14, 1946; Shiner, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1144447/m1/3/?q=%22~1%22~1: accessed July 9, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Shiner Public Library.