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The KENNEL
MURDER CASE
BY
8. S. Van Dine
Copyright by W. H. Wright
WNU Service
SYNOPSIS
Philo Vnnce, crlmo expert, Is called
to Investigate tho supposed suicide of
Archer Coe. With District Attorney
.Markham, he foes to Coe’s house. They
find Wrede, a friend of Coe’s, there;
nlso Signor Grassl, a guest. The door
of the death chambor Is bolted from
the Inside. They force It. Coo Is seated,
a revolver In his right hand and a
bullet hole In his temple. He la clothed
in a dressing gown, but wears stroot
shoes. Markham thinks It Is sulcldo.
Vance says It Is murder. Medical Ex-
aminer Doremus declares Coe had been
dead for hours when the bullet entered
his head. A wound, made by a dagger,
Is found on the body, and there Is
proof that Coe was fully dressed when
lie was stabbed. The investigators And
a wounded Scotch terrier In a room
of the Coe house. Vnnce declnros the
animal will prove an Important con-
necting link. Cambio says Brisbane
Coe, Archer’s brother, left for Chicago
tho previous nfternoon, but Vnnce
points out that his favorlto walking
■tick Is hanging In the hall.
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CHAPTER IV—Continued
He pulled the door open, revealing
only s great rectangle of blnckness.
Almost simultaneously, the circle of
yellow light from Heath's pocket flash-
light penetrnted the gloom.
"Lower, Sergeant!" came Vnnec's
dlctntorlnl voice. “The floor—the
floor 1 . ,
The light descended; nnd then we
saw the thing that Vnnce, through
some process of obscure logic, had
been searching for.
There In a huddled hpnp, his glassy
eyes storing up at us, lny the dead
body of Brisbane Coe.
Though the sight was not altogether
unexpected, In view of Vance’s strnnge
actions nnd even strnnger comments,
I received a tremendous shock as I
gazed down Into the closet. Even to
an amateur like myself the fact that
Brisbane Coe was (lend was nppnrenL
The stiff, unnatural pose of the body,
and the hideous flxlty of his gaze, to-
gether with the drawn bloodless lips
and the waxen pallor of Ills skin, at-
tested to violent and unexpected death.
And ns I looked at It, temporarily
petrified by the horror of this new de-
velopment, I could not help compar-
ing the dead body of Brlsbnne with
that of Archer. Whereas Archer had
died with a peaceful expression on hi*
face, and In a natural and comfort-
able position, Brisbane hud a shocked,
almost wild, look In bis eyes, ns If he
had been startled nnd frightened a*
the moment of death.
The discovery of Brisbane Coe's
body affected nil of us strongly. Heath
stared down with hunched shoulders.
The blood seemed to hnve left his
face, and he was like a man hypno-
tized. Markham's Jaw was set, and
his eyes were mere slits.
Vance spoke, nnd Ills voice, usually
so calm, sounded strained and un-
natural.
“It's worse than I thought. ... I
had hoped he might still be alive—a
prisoner perhaps. I didn't altogether
expect this.”
Vance closed the closet door.
“It's very strange," he murmured,
looking at Markham yet past him.
“Be Is without his hat and topcont;
and yet his stick Is hanging here In
the hnll. And he Is dend In the closet.
Why not tn his own room?—or the
library?—or anywhere else, but In
there? . . . Nothing fits, Markham.
The whole picture has been painted by
a crazy man.”
Markham snld In a dazed voice:
“I can't follow nny of It. Why did
Brlsbnne Coe return here last night?
And who know he was going to re-
turn?"
“If only I could answer those ques-
tions I"
Burke nnd Gamble were sitting on a
hnll bench near the drawing room
door. The butler had not seen the
dend man In the closet, for our bodies
had shielded him. Rut It wns obvious
that he suspected the truth,
Vnnce went to him.
“What kind of topcont nnd lint did
Mr. Brisbane wear when he went to
the station last night?"
The man made a desperate effort to
pull himself together.
“A—a tweed coat, sir,” he replied
huskily, ‘‘—blnck-and-wldte tweed.
And n light gray fedora hat."
Vnnce returned to the closet, nnd
presently emerged with a hat and
cont.
"Are these the ones?"
Gamble swallowed hard nnd nodded
his head.
"Yes, sir.”
Vance replaced the cont nnd hnt In
the closet, nnd commented to Mark-
ham:
"They wore hanging up so neatly."
“Is It not possible,” asked Mnrklmm,
"that just as he hung them up after
returning to the house, he wns killed?”
"Possible—yes.” Vnnce nodded slow-
ly. “But that would not explain the
other things flint went on here last
night, rt’s more rensonnble, I think,
to assume tlint Brisbane wns killed
as he wns preparing to leave the
house. But then ngnln, there's the
time clement. . . .’’
Heath had already gone to the hnll
telephone nnd wns dialing a number.
"I'll soon get tho time clement for
you," he growled,
A moment Inter he was speaking to
Doctor Doremus.
"The doc's coming right awny," he
snld, hanging up the receiver.
"In the menntlme, Markham," sug-
gested Vance, "I think we might hnve
parlance with the Chinese cook. . . .
Fetch him, will you, Gnmlile.”
The butler hnstened through the
dining room door at the renr, nnd
Vance strolled Into the library, the
rest of us following.
We had scarcely seated ourselves
when a tall, slender, scholarly looking
Chinaman of about forty stepped soft
ly Into the room through the door be-
tween the library and the dining room.
He stood beside the door with relaxed
Immobility, and, after one smUt 0eom
os, lifted bis eye* n—gstfly above
our heads. Though he looked at noth-
ing In particular, I felt that he saw
everything.
Vnnce asked:
“What Is your name?"
“I.lang,” came tho soft and almost
Inaudible response.
“Your whole name, please."
There wns a slight pause, nnd the
mnn gave Vance n fleeting glance.
“Liang Tsung Wei.”
“Ah I . . . And I understand you
aro I he Ooe cook."
The other nodded quickly.
"Me cook."
Vance sighed, nnd a faint smile
overspread Ills face.
"lie so good ns to forgo the pidgin-
English, Mr. Llnng. It will handicap
our conversation terribly. And plense
take a chair.”
The Chlnnmnn, with a fnlnt flicker
In Ills eyes, moved Ids gaze till It
rested on Vance's face. Then he
bowed nnd sat down In an arm chair
between the door nnd the hook shelves.
"Thank you," he snld In a finely
modulntod voice. “1 suppose you de-
sire to question me regarding the
tragedy Inst night. I deeply regret I
can throw no light upon It.”
“How do you know there has been
a tragedy?" Vnnce Inspected the end
of hls clgnrette.
"1 was preparing th< breakfast,”
Liang returned, “nnd I heard the but-
ler Impart the Information over the
telephone.”
"Ah, yes—of course. . . . Hnve
you been long In this country, Mr.
Liang?"
“Two years only."
"Interested In the culln’ry art of
America ?”
“Not particularly—although I nm n
student of occidental customs. West-
ern civilization Is of great Interest to
certain of my countrymen."
"As are, nlso, I Imagine," added
Vnnce, “the rare ceremonial pieces of
Chinese art that have been pilfered
from your temples nnd graves."
"We of course regret their loss," the
mnn answered mildly.
Vance nodded understanding^, and
wns silent for a moment. Then:
"How did you happen to seek em-
ployment with Mr. Coe.”
“I had heard of hls collection of
Chinese antiquities nnd of hls great
knowledge of oriental art, and I be-
lieved that the atmosphere might
prove to be congenial."
“And have you found It congenial?”
"Not altogether. Mr. Coe was a very
nnrrow and selfish mnn. tils interest
In art was purely personal. He wished
to keep hls treasures awny from the
world—not to share them with human-
ity.”
"A typical collector,” observed
Vance. "By the by, Mr. Liang: when
did you leave the house yesterday?"
"About half-past two,” came the low
answer.
"And you returned at what time?"
"Shortly before midnight. I was vis-
iting friends on Long Island.”
"Chinese friends?”
“Yes. They will be most happy to
verify my statement”
Vance smiled.
“I’ve no doubt ''here do you sleep?”
“My qunrters, such as they are, are
connected with the kitchen."
“Did you go to bed Immediately
upon your return?”
There was a momentary hesitation
on the man’s part.
"Not Immediately,” he snld. “I
cleared awny the remains of Mr. Coe’s
supper, and mnde myself some ten.”
“Did you, by nny chance, see Mr.
Brisbane Coe after you returned last
night?”
"Mr. Brisbane Coe?" The other re-
peated the name questtonlngly. “The
butler told me this morning not to
prepnre brenkfnst for him, ns he had
gone to Chicago. . . . Was he here
last night?"
Vance Ignored the question.
“Did you hear nny sounds In the
house before you retired?" he went on.
"Not until Miss Lake returned. She
Is always vigorous nnd noisy. And a
qunrter of an hour later Mr. Grass!
came In. But aside from that I heard
no sound whatever.”
Vnnce, during this Interrogation, had
appeared casual, nnd hls manner had
been deferential. But now n percepti-
ble change enme over hls attitude.
Hls eyes hardened, nnd he leaned for-
ward In hls chair. When he spoke, hls
voice wns cold and uncompromising.
"Mr. Llnng,” ho snld, “at whnt time
did you first return to this house—
early last night?"
There wns a clouded, faraway look
In the Chinaman's eyes.
“I did not return enrly Inst night,”
he answered, Iu u tainlly sing-song
voice. “I arrived nt midnight.”
“Yes, you nrrlved at midnight—
Gnmhle heard you come In. But I nm
speaking of your earlier visit—some
time around eight o’clock, lot us say.
"You are evidently Inhering under n
misapprehension," Llnng returned.
Vnnce Igpored the retort.
"And whnt did you set In this room
at about eight o’clock?"
"How could I hnve seen anything,
when I wns not here?” entne the calm,
unruffled reply.
"Did you see Mr. Archer Coe?" per-
sisted Vnnce.
"1 assure you—"
"And wns anyone with him?"
"I wns not here,”
"Perhaps you visited Mr. Coe's bed-
room upstnlrs," Vnnce went on with
quiet but firm Insistence. "And then,
it may be, you thought It advisable to
disappear from the house for several
hours; and you went out, returning at
midnight."
“1 was not In this house”—Llnng
spoke with deliberation — "between
half-past two yesterday afternoon and
midnight.” There wns a finality In
both hls manner and hls tone.
Vnnco sighed wearily, and, turning
to the hnll door, called Gnmhle,
"Where was Mr, Archer Coe sitting
night when you wept out?” be
him. “In that corner nenr the floor
lamp. It was Mr, Archer's favorite
sent.”
Vnneo nodded and rose.
"Tlint will ho all for the present.
Attend to your duties till we need
you."
Gamble wont out, nnd Vnnco walked
tu the davenport and looked down at
It. Beside tho lamp, nnd In front of
the davenport, stood a low massive
tabouret of ttflkwood! and on the floor
nenr tho lienrth lay a copy of Tchou
Toy’s “Les Bronzes antiques de la
Chine."
Vnnce contemplated the tabouret
nnd tho hook for a moment Then,
without turning, he snld:
“Mr. Llnng, (lid you find this tab-
ouret upset when you returned to the
house early last night?”
"1 was nut here," Llnng i-opeuted.
“It will ho a simple matter,” snld
Vnnce, "to go over the tabouret for
fingerprints and to compare them with
yours.”
"I' would ho unnecessary, however,"
came the rnlin reply, “You would un-
doubtedly find my fingerprints on It.
1 often touch the furniture and ob-
jects In this room."
Vnnce smiled faintly and, I thought,
admiringly.
“In that case, we Bluin't bother."
He moved round the lamp and stood
for a moment beside a circular cam-
phor-wood table Just behind the dnv-
import. In the center of the table, on
n slender tenkwood base, stood n white
bnluster-type vase about nine Inches
tall.
I lind noticed Vnnce stop nml glan ce
nt this vase when he had first entered
the library; but now he studied It
critically as If something about It puz-
zled him. We were nil watching him;
nnd not the lenst Interested person In
the room wns Llnng. Hls eyes were
fixed on Vnnce’s face.
“Extr’ordln’ry I" Vnnce murmured
after several moments’ contemplation
of the vase. Then he lifted hls eyes
lethargically. “I say, Mr. I.lang, wns
this bit of pottery on the table early
last night?"
“How could I possibly know that?"
Llnng asked in a vague, mechanical
voice.
Vance picked up the vnse and In-
spected It closely.
“Not exactly a museum piece, Is It,
Mr. Liang?" he mused. "Bather In-
ferior. I should say It was imitation
Ting yao made under Tao Kunng.
This piece would never have decelred
a collector ns shrewd as Archer Coe.
. , . Do you not agree with me, Mr,
Liang?"
"Mr. Coe knew much about Chinese
ceramics," the Chinaman answered
evasively,without taking hls eyes from
Vance.
Vance shook hls head sadly. “No,
Archer would never have been taken
last/ n
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the davenport, sir,"gamble told
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“By the By, Mr. Liang; When Did
You Leave the Houee Yester-
day?”
In hy this specimen. . . . It's most
confusin’.”
He started to replace the vase on
the stand, hut suddenly withheld the
movement of hls hand nnd set the vase
to one side.
Leaning over, he pushed the little
teakwood pedestal out of the way, re-
vealing a tiny triangle of thin white
porcelain, about nn Inch wide, which
had been lying hidden underneath.
Carefully adjusting Ids monocle he
picked up the bit of porcelain nnd
held It between hls thumb nnd fore-
finger to the light.
"Now, this Is eminently different,"
he remarked, studying It closely. “Ap-
parently a particle of genuine Sung
Ting yao. A vnse of this d Rente
porcelain would do honor to nny eol
lection.”
Gently he placed the little white tri-
angle in hls pocket, and addressed the
Chlnnmnn, who had sat Immobile nnd
unblinking during Vance's comments.
“Did not Mr. Coe possess a Sung
Ting yno vase, Mr. I.lang, about the
size of this execrable Tao Ku-
ung?”
“I believe he did." Llnng spoke In n
curiously repressed voice, without
modulation or Inflection.
“And when (lid you see the Ting
yao vnse last?"
“I do not remember.”
Vnnce kept hls steady gnze on the
mnn.
“When, Mr. Liang, did you Inst see
this nineteenth-century Imitation?" He
pointed to the vase on the table.
Llnng did not reply nt once. He
looked thoughtfully at the vnse for a
full half-minute; then hls eyes re-
turned to Vance.
"1 have never seen It before,” he
snld finally.
"Fancy that!” Vnnce returned hls
monocle to hls waistcoat pocket. "And
here It sits In a place of honor, crying
out Its spurlousncss to anyone who
enters the room. . . . Most Interestin’.”
Markham, who had been chafing un-
der Vance's apparent lrrelevnncles,
now spoke.
“What possible connection can a
vase have with the murder of Archer
and Brisbane Coe?"
“That point," answered Vance dul-
cetly, "is what I am endeavorin’ to
ascertain. Y’ see, Markham, Archer
Coe would not have luvffuded this Tao
Kuang vase In hls cowctlon. Why Is
It beret 1 haven't t»fl groggiest no-
J-_
tlon. On the olhor nnnd, tlia,t little
broken piece of Bung porcelain Is of n
henutlful qunllty. I can Imagine Coe
wnxlng ecstatic over a vuse of such
ware.”
"Well?" Morkhnro retorted Irritably.
“I still enn’t sec the significance. . . .”
"Nor can I." Vnnce became serious.
“But II has significance—and a vital
Significance. It Is another absurdly
Irrelevant factor In this hideous enso.
Because that little triangular bit of
Ting yno porcelain was on tho table
just back of where Archer Coe But
lust night. And It was hidden bennuth
a vnse which Archer would not hnve
tolerated In tho same room with him.
• I
lie paused nnd looked up somberly.
"Moreover, Marklmm, that broken
fragment of porcelain has blood on It.”
CHAPTER V
“Needles and Pins.”
Liang wns dismissed with Instruc-
tions to remnln In tho house.
Burke came to tho door and beck-
oned to Heath.
“Say, Sergeunt," ho reported from
the corner of hls mouth, “that Chink
Just went upstnlrs. Right with you?”
Heath looked sour, and shot Vance
nn angry look.
"Now, what's the Idea?" lie bawled.
(■amble entered tho hnll from the
dining room ut this moment, nnd
Vance addressed liltn.
"What Is l.lung doing upstnlrs?"
The butler seemed perturbed at
Vnnce’s tone, and replied with apolo-
getic obsequiousness;
“I told him to fetch Miss Lake's
tray, nml tidy up her quarters. . . .
Shouldn't I hnve done It, sir? You
told me to proceed with my duties.
Vnnce scrutinized the mnn closely.
"When he returns keep him down-
stairs," he said. "And you'd better
stay here yourself."
Gamble bowed nnd returned to the
dining room; ard a moment later Doc-
tor Doremus nrrlved.
Heath went briskly out of the room
nnd down the corridor to the closet.
We were close behind him when he
opened the door. Doremus, straight-
way assuming a professional air, knelt
down and touched Brisbane Coe's
body.
"Dead," he announced.
Heath simulated nstonlshment.
"Honest, Is he dead? And me think-
ing all the time he was playing ’pos-
sum!"
Doremus snorted.
“Take hold of hls shoulders." And
he and the sergeant carried the body
Into the library nnd placed It on the
davenport.
"Could you tell us, Doctor," Vance
asked, “which of the two victims died
first?"
Doremus, who had been testing the
movnblllty of the dend man's head
and limbs, glanced nt hls watch.
"That’s easy,” he tald. "The one
upstnlrs. The advance of rigor mortis
In the two bodies Is practically the
same. This one might be slightly fur-
ther along; but It's been nearly four
hours since I went over the other fel-
low. Therefore, I'd say that this one
died anywhere from two to three hours
later. Say eight o'clock for the one
upstnlrs and about ten o'clock for this
one."
He proceeded with hls examination.
After a while he straightened up and
frowned at Markham.
"You know whnt killed this guy?
A stah in the back! . . . Same like
the fellow upstairs. And almost In
the same place.”
“And the weapon?”
“The same. A sharp, narrow, four-
cornered Instrument. Only, In this
case, tho hemorrhage was external. A
lot of blood lost."
Vance picked up the bloodstained
cont and waistcoat of the dead man,
and Inspected them.
“And this time the stab wns through
the clothes he wns wearing,” he com-
mented. “A minor point, but worth
verifying. ... I say. Doctor; any Indi-
cations of a struggle?"
“Nope. Not a sign. He goi It in the
back when he wasn't expecting It.
Startled him for a split second prob-
ably—look nt that .expression!—and
then he curled up and passed out.
Doubt If he even saw- the fellow that
did him In. Quick, smooth business."
"Devilish business," amended Mark-
ham.
"Oh, well, I’m no moralist,” Doremus
confessed. "I'm n doctor. They're too
many people In the world anyway.”
lie began filling In a printed blank.
“Here’s your removal order. Sergeant."
And in another moment he had
slammed the front door behind him.
Heath went nt once to the telephone
nnd ordered the wagon from the de-
partment of public welfare. Then he
returned to the library.
"Now where do we stand?” he asked,
spreading hls hands hopelessly.
“It's my opinion the Chink cook did
It. If Mr. Markham would give me the
word, I'd arrest him now."
“Why such haste. Sergeant?” sighed
Vnnce. "You haven't a particle of evi-
dence ngalnst him—nnd he knows It.
That's why he will not admit that ho
wns here earlier last night.”
“See here, Vance," Markham snld,
“how do you know Liang wns here
early Inst night?”
“By the fact thnt Gamble hoard him
come in nt midnight. 1 Imnglne he al-
ways comes In silently—It's a Chinese
characteristic. On general principles,
the Chinese never want their move-
ments, however innocent, to he known
to foreigners. But Inst night Llnng
was heard returning—nnd Gamble had
already retired to the fourth floor. A
bit significant—eh, wlint'f Llnng prob-
ably saw Gamble’s bomlolr light ablaze
nnd let It be known, In a subtle way,
that he was arriving from Ills after-
noon nnd evening off."
"1 see what you mean,” Markham
nodded dubiously. “But, after all, your
reasoning Is purely speculative.”
“Oh, quite," Vnnce admitted. “But
the entire case is in a speculative
stage Just now, what? . . . Anyway,
1 have even more definite evidence
thnt Liang wns here early last night,
and I’ll present him with It later. , . .
What do you sny to our hnvlng polite
Intercourse with Wrede and the Signor
GraBsi?”
Markham waved hls hand In assent.
"And we’d better go upstairs,”
Vance suggested. “Brisbane is not s
pretty sight.”
TO BB CONTINUED.
WWL „
HQGERS
BEVERLY HILLS.—Well all I know
Is just what I road In tho papers. Hero
S’ns an Interesting thing that was Just
lately completed.
That fellow that
drove that herd of
rhelndeer clear
across Alaska, mov-
ing thorn for domes-
tic animals to tribes
away up near the
Artie Ocean, he
drove them from
some place away
down In Alaska to
just a niblick shot
from tho North Pole.
He was over five
years making the trip. I think he had
about three thousand when be left, and
he raised as many as he lost. And he
got there with more than he left with.
He was one whole year just getting
over one mountain range and river. It
will keep those people, Esqulmos, away
up there from starving. Will give them
a start In raising these wonderful ani-
mals.
This fellow that (lid this was over
seventy years old. Hls drivers used to
come and tell him we aro lost, and he
would say you can see me cant you,
well then you aro not lost.
There used to be some wonderful
cattle drives from Texas to Montana,
Wyoming and even to the Canadian
Border. But not a five year one. Those
old boys, if they was a good trail boss
they would land with more than they
started with, and that was more re-
markable than the Rhelndeers for the
cattle they drove North were steers.
And Its pretty hard to raise many calves
on the trail with a steer herd. But tho
good ones seemed to do It, and they
used to arrive there with calves three
aud four years old, that same Fall. So
the old Indian Esqulmo driver has got
to go some to beat old Shanghai Pierce
herds.
Those old Rhelndeer cow boys dident
go on a horso either. They go afoot, or
on skels, or skates or something. You
know those guys throw a rope too. Fred
Stone was In Greenland and he saw
em. Its a long rawhide one, and they
just bundle it all In one hand and throw
It out there like throwing rubbish out
of a window and then commence to haul-
ing In, and they say they are awful apt
to have rhelndeer on the end of It.
1 never have been to that Alaska.
I am crazy to go up there some time. I
would like to go In the Winter, when
those old boys are all snowed In, and I
could sit around and hear em tell some
of those old tails. They have lied about
em so much now that I bet they can tell
some good ones. They do a lot of flying
up there. There Is some crack aviators.
Wiley Post went back up there this last
Summer to visit one of em that had
helped him out, and they went hunting
In a plane. Fred Stone and Rex Beach
have been up there a lot, but I never
did get further north up that way than
about a block north of Main Street In
Seattle.
I was telling you all away back days
ago about me going with Charley Chap-
lin to hear a debate between Will
Durant, that wrote the wonderful book
the Story of Philosophy. He Is just one
of the finest fellows you ever met. He
made the same trip across Siberia Into
Russia that I made. He was debating
with an Englishman named Stracbey.
This Stracbey wa3 a Bolsheviki, but be
was very fair in his talk, and it was a
brilliant thing to hear. Debates dont
settle nothing, but they are entertain-
ing.
Proposing something In a debate Is
just about like writing a letter to your
Congressman, nothing ever comes of
it. The debate was called—Americas
Way Out—and It was right up Charleys
alley. You know that Chaplin just reads
that deep economic stuff all the time.
He told me quite a bit about hls uew
picture that he Is just about half
through after six or eight months actual
work on it, and two and a half years
preperation.
No he Is not doing any talking in it.
Luts of sound la it. hut its action Is
in pantomime. If a man is the great
pantomimist In the
world, and can make
you understand any
thing he wants too
hy action alone, why
should he talk. We
dont go to a big con
cert to hear John
McCormack talk.
His medioum of ex-
pression is song. Be-
sides it would be a
dlssap ointment
to millions If Chap-
lin talked, every Na-
tion kinder pictures him as being one
of them, and if he talked he would be a
dissapointment to them. They would
want to hear him speak in tlielr lan-
guage.
No sir, let Mr. Chaplin alone. He
knows what ho Is doing better than any
person I know of. He knows hls career,
and he knows hls art. Thats the trouble
with most o( us, we gab too much. We
are blathering all the time. We write
too much, we do everything too much.
We are just a Nation that cant do much
moderating, but we have lots of fun.
Everybodys getting lots of education,
but nobody dont know much. Every
time we want to run a man for some big
job, we pretty near go nutty trying to
think up somebody, but any Country
that Is seriously debating paying a man
as much to not work as to work, why
we are unique anyhow.
® I9S5. M'.Sakght S\ndtcat.. Inc.
First Railroad in Ohio
The first railroad within Ohio, the
old Mad River & Lake Erie, required
12 years to complete, from 1836 to
1848. Every pound of Its Iron came
from England and cost $100 per ton.
Summer Accidents Fatal
Summer Is an especially hazardous
season for fatal accidents. The mor-
tality rate Is 2.1 per cent greater than
In winter or spring and 10 per cent
higher than In fall.
environment, mental,.
From the writings of Sir Walter
Scott, J. F. Rogers lias gleaned tho
following quotation, "As for mind
and body I fancy I might ns well In-
quire whether the fiddle or the fiddle-
stick makes tho tune,” nnd from this
lie takes Ills title, “Fiddle or Fiddle-
Stick,” for an article iu Hygelu .Mag-
azine.
He says In the article, “If a group
of school children who are, on theaver-
nge, physically uml mentally superior
to tlielr fellows are studied as to
tlielr origin, It will be found that, on
the average, they come from homes
where there Is more and better food,
better air, more sunshine and more
sources of Interest than do tlielr fel-
lows. On the other haml^he chil-
dren with smaller and m -
bodies come, on the avt^V ot Olivia
homes where the winltutloi? I’Jnier
atlvely poor and where they i
Inferior physical and mental fcheen
tlon.”
Do you tineas^
no ippetit*T^»ew
losing weight 7 in.
then don't gaable with you.
TETHY not reason out the cause ot
W this unnatural condition?
Your first thought may be, “I must
eat more.” That’s not all. You should
enjoy what you do eat. Frequently,
the blood cells are low...and this,
perhaps, is what makes you feel weak.
If this Is your trouble the stomach
may not be calling for sufficient food.
Zest to cat may be lacking. But what
• difference S-S-S. makes when taken
just before meals. Just try It and
notice how your appetite and diges-
tion Improve.
uuuv.o. —— necessary „.
blood-cell and hemo-glo-bin up-bulld-
Ing. Do try it. It may be the rainbow
you need to brush away present dis-
couragement over your health condi-
tion. Os.ss.Ca.
Make* you
f—lllkm
younolt
again
Important Point
Vocalist—I’m going away to study
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Friend—Good! How far away?
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