Henderson Daily News (Henderson, Tex.), Vol. 2, No. 227, Ed. 1 Thursday, December 8, 1932 Page: 3 of 12
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for tonight with
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— shopping
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Then my other brother wants an
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Dear Santa Claus:
How are you this year. I guess
you are just fine up north at your
country. I have been as good as j
I could. So I want a doll and a
pair of skates. My name is Doro-
thy Pool. My little brother, Ray
ncan wnrts a truck and a tricycle.
Thanking you very much,
Frank High,
403' N. Jackson St.,
Henderson, Tex.
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Dear Santa Claus:
I am a boy nine years old. I
have been a good boy. I hope you
will bring me a war tank, a pair
of shoes, d football, a Graf Zep-
pelin and don't forget to bring
me nuts and fruit and fbe works.
John High, Jr.
403 N. Jackson St.
Henderson, Texas.
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everything you’d expect of
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With love,
Levets Fay Andrews,
701 ,N. High St
Henderson.
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READ Till# FIRST; j
Richard Hailey, film director, <s
murdered, shot to death, in his Holly-
wood bungalow. Jure Kane, student ,
of criminology, lends his aid in sole- .
Ing the mystery He first turns his '
attention to Nanetfe LcRoi, Hailey's j
latest "find' who, he discovers, ts I
none other than a woman whom he, ,
Kane, had aided in clearing of a ’
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Dear Santa Claus;
I am a little girl seven years
old and in the second grade. I am
studying music and want you to
bring me a toy piano for Christ-
mas. Please Wong me a doll with
curly hair and a trunk with lots of
clothes for her. Please don’t for-
get
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I like my teacher,
kind.
I want you to bring me a doll
for Xmas. Please don’t forget me
Santa.
Hoping to hear from you soon.
Margaret Henderson,
Tatum, Texas, Route 3,
Care J. P. Strong.
School J
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You have seen 98c shoes but
none with the quality to be 1
found In these. Price i
for service—for price.
Winter weight Full size.
Well made. Unusual at
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For four days and nights the
lumber schooner Clemencla* had
j drifted helplessly before a North
Atlantic gale. Then the French
liner De Grasse sighted distress
sifnals and stood by through a
night of heavy seas to effect a
daylight rescue. The top picture,
taken from the liner’s forward
dock, shows the foundering schoon-
er as alifeboat went to the aid of
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CHAPTER IS
J ERE KANE closed the book,
scrambled to his feet And stuck it in
bls pocket. An Instant later he was
roughly shaking Sergeant James,
who had fallen asleep in the drawing
room.
The detective awakened, gaxed
drowsily about and started to mutter
something about not being abJe to
got any sloop when he saw the other.
He grinnod when Kane said:
“You’d better go home and get
some sleep. Get someone to relieve
you and keep an eye on Chlvlngton.”
"Where are you going, Mr. Kane?"
“To the morgue.”
“Shall I call a cab for you?”
“Yes. I ll talk to Chlvlngton when
I got back."
"All right,"
Kane returned to the den. He
went to the bookease and as he
glanced over th® volumes reposing
there ho hoard James first order a
cab and then call headquarters for
relief.
Thirty
J»'mud> lojftnd. ______
with n .25 caliber gun
wtered bls right temple,
lownwarri across the __
lodged at the base of the skull.”
"About bow far would you aay hla
assailant was from him when the
shot war. fired T’
“Well, that’s hard to say There
were no powder burns on the flesh,
so the bullet must have been fired
from at least live or six feet away."
“That. It seems to me," Kane re-
marked dryly, "allows that whoever
Bred the fatal shot was an excellent
marksman Wouldn’t that be tht Im-
pression that you would get?"
"Tee." doubtfully, "I suppose so."
He added hastily: "But. on the other
hand. Mr -Kane. It wouldn't require
very excellent marksmanship to hit
a man from
or six fee/."
P.S. Tell Mrs. Santa to make my
tioll lotk of clothes and put them
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Dear Santa Claus:
I go to school every day. I am
in the 4th grade. I am 8 years old.
I like my teacher, she is very
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four survivors of the crew. Three
of the latter are shown below aa
Captain Pierre Thoreaux, right,
commander of the De Grasse, re-
ceived their thanks. Earl Nicker-
son, left, 16-year-old apprentice,
was the hero of the adventure.
After using all the schooner1*
flares he burned his coat and at-
tracted the rescuers’ atttentlon.
Dear Santa Claus;
I would like for you to bring me
a doll and a little trunk and some
little dishes and some candy and
fruits. I thank you for-all and
wish you a happy Christmas.
Your friend,
Margie Simpson,
Henderson, Tex., Rt. 5.
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Dear Santa Claus:
Please Santa Claus bring me a
tricycle, doll and bed, nuts, some
fruit, candy and a little puppy
dog, and I’ll be a vefy good lit-
tle girl. Thank you Santa.
Mary Louise Stevens.
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bring me a drum, a pair of skates,
and a war tank, i am coming to j
see you Saturday. Please don’t [
foiget the other little boys and
girls.
» Uidon
Dear Santa:
I am a little girl nearly
yep-rs old. I have been a good lit-
tle girl, so please don’t forget me
I live in Troup and you always
come here. Don’t you Santa? I
nevei* ask Yor much for I know
you have too many to give to
though I still love to play and
Santa’s things are best of all. I
want a rubber baby doll that can
be washed and I want it to have
i real clothes so I can keep it bath-
ed and dressed, a wagon large
I enough to ride in. Santa I like the
houses you make; will you bring
me one? I won’t ask for much, if
”ou want to leave me anything
else, I will appreciate it. Oh yes,
I love your apples, oranges, nuts
Kane, had aided in clearing of a
charge of murdering her husband. A
facial operation has changed her ap-
pearance and she is now on the
threshold of success in the films. She
tells him that she was at Dailey's
house but departed at 9 o'clock,
Which has been set by police as the
hour of the murder. Lucy Wilbur,
Lillian Hull and Larry Weldon, all of
whom had been rlsitors at the Bailey
bungalow that night are questioned
later. As the questioning takes place
the news comes in that Nanette Le-
Roi has been shot also and Kane
hurries to her home ^accompanied by
police and Lillian Hull, who asks to
go along. They find Nanette wounded,
not seriously. Kune questions her
again and she tells him of • quarrel
with Bailey in which she struck him
and in falling his head hit on a table,
knocking him unconscious. Then she
left the house. Nanette tells the story
of her own shooting to Kane also.
Apparently the shot had been fired
through an open window as she and
Rodolf Holmes, an actor friend, sat '
and talked in the living room. When ■
Ijillian and Nanette meet there is a '
scene and Kane ascribes this to jeal- ,
ousy over Bailey. Meanwhile at the i
Bailey house, the sergeant left to i
guard the premises, finds Chivington, I
the butler, sneaking through the |
house with a gun in his possession.
Kane learns of this in the morning
and goes out to Bailey's to question
him. On arrival there, however, he
makes an inspection of the murder
room and runs across a diary in
which. Bailey has alluded to a woman
who apparently is demanding moneyl
from him constantly.
(NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY)
am a good little girl. I am also
four yerfrs of ag?. Please -don’t
forget mother, daddy, sister and 1.
I Please bring me my doll.
Your little loving friend,
Willie Joan Armstrong.
And
only!
Dear Santa Claus; ~
I am a good little boy just 6
years old. This is my first year in
school. I like it just fine and 1
m t-acher. 1 want you t>
Dear Shnta;
My little sister has written^ou
and I love you too. So Santa you
just listen, I am seven years old
and in the second grade. I make
all A’s and hardly ever get a
majk on my daily work. Don’t you
think that’s fine? I only go one-
half a day; our school is so cjowJ- ■
ed. You htfze always boon se nice
to me and brought me more than
I ask for I can’t be selfish. I want
considerable doubt.
"Of course there would have been
no such burns." Kapo continued im-
patiently. “When the muzzle of a
gun Is liold loosely against the head
powder marks generally show on the
Surface of the flesh when the weapon
Is fired.”
"Yes,” Impetuously, ‘that Is just
what I said.”
"But where the muzzle is held
tightly against the head," Kane con-
tinued, "the powder gases force the
flesh aside and leave powder and gas
marks on the inner tissue. This ac-
tion Is known as what is ballooning.
In such cases, and these occur usual-
ly in suicides, the muzzle of the gun
bites Into the flesh. Under such cir-
cumstances the gun Is sealed and
there Is no place for the powder
gases to expand except under the
flesh.”
"Yes.” the coroner agreed with re- '
luctancc, ’’you are exactly right
about that. But.” angrily, “are you
trying to Insinuate that Bailey com-
mitted suicide?"
"I am doing nothing of the kind,"
sharply. “I believe that Richard
Bailey was shot to death as he lay
unconscious on the floor after re-
ceiving a blow on the head, and my
guess Is that that bump on his head
was caused when he stumbled and
fell against the table, striking his
"head with such force that he was
knocked out."
“You’re a fantastic young man. Mr.
Kane." sarcastically. "I have never
seen an amateur detective, or stu-
dent of criminology. If you prefer,
yet. who didn’t have a lot of crazy
Ideas. But, nevertheless. I’m going
to see for myself. There may be
something W It. after all."
It was obvious that the coroner
reluctantly fell In with Kane's line
of reasoning, even though he held
this Interference In supreme con-
tempt
Kane said, "I have some other
things to do thia morning. Will you
call me at my hot$l at one o’clock
and let me know the result of your
examination?”
"Yes," gruffly, "I’ll call you.”
Kane left him, went outside Jhe
morgue and hailed a passing cab, di-
rected the driver to take him to po-
lice headquarters and settled back
into the cushions to ruminate upon
the case.
A puzzled expression crept Into his
features as he considered the various
angles. He had confirmation of
Nanette’s story that Bailey had fall-
en against tbe table and dropped to
the floor unconscious. But who had
crept into that little den after she
was gone and fired that fatal e>u>t?
Whoever had done it must have
entered the room Immediately after
Nanette left Halley, under such
conditions would not have lain un-
conscious mors than ten minutes at
the outside. It was more than Ukely
that he would have regained his
senses within five minutes.
Then, Nanette must have beard
that shot Bred. She had said that
she fled from ths house after she
saw the director fall senseless to the
floor; that she had gone to her car,
had tried to decide what to do. and
then had hit upon the Idea of estab-
lishing an alibi.
She wanted to establish an aMUl
matter what Its caliber, has a kick
when It Is fired. That kick tends to
deflect the direction the bullet takes
Obviously, whoever flred that shot
wanted to hit Bailey In the temple."
"That would cause instantaneous
death," the coroner confirmed.
"By the way, were there any other
marks on the body, let us say bruises
or anything like that?”
"Yes, there was one." The cor-
oner seemed to warm to his subject.
"There was a bump on the back of
bls head.”
Kane could scarcely restrain him-
self.
"Sometime shortly before he was
killed, possibly just before the fatal
shot was flred, he had received a
blow on the head with some hard ob-
ject. It was enough to render him
unconscious, for It was near the base
of bls skull just a fraction of an Inch
from the nerve center at the head of
the spine."
"And that blow, doctar" Kane
prompted eagerly. “It could have
been something else—lot us say. for
Instance, that Bailey stumbled over
something and fell against a table,
bls head striking the ledge with such
force that It knocked him out.”
"Yes,” slowly, "It could have been
that But, look here, Mr. Kane,” the
coroner demanded, "Just what arc
you driving at?”
"I am just trying to satisfy myself
on one or two points," tho other re-
plied vaguely. "I have a theory In
my mind which I am trying to work
out.”
"Oh," disgustedly, “the murder Is
as plain ns day. Bailey was surprised
while at work In his library by some
Intruder. He put up a Stiff battle
and got a bullet In his head for his
trouble.”
Kane listened with secret amuse-
ment <
'That's the trouble with most peo-
ple.” the doctor went on. “When
they're held up by bandits or rob-
bers the first thing they think of Is
putting up a fight That's why so
many of them arc killed. Now. take
Halley, tor Instance. If he had turned
over to the Intruder whatever was
wanted Instead of trying to put up
s battle he would have been alive to-
day to tell the story. And," signifi-
cantly, "he might have been able to
give the police some valuable Infor-
mation which might have helped us
put a stop to some of the nocturnal
prowling thet’e going on In Los An-
gcles."
"Doctor," Kane said meaningly,
"suppose Richard Bailey had been
shot as he lay unconscious on the
floor."
’’Impossible.” brusquely, “there
would have been powder burns about
the wound. Naturally,. under such
circumstances, the gun would have
been fired from exceedingly close
range.”
"But, on the other hand, if the gun
had been preened about the temple."
he suggested.
The tittle doctor’s eyes narrowed
and searched the other's features for
some hint as to what be wis driving
at. Finally:
"What are you driving at, Mr.
■ short distance of five Kane?"
"Isn't It a fact that If the gun had
"Have you ever triad ItF with a been pressed against Bailey's temple
- _• .1 when the trigger was pulled there
would have been no powder burnr stzrted,
on the flesh?"
I "1 don’t thtnh re.”-
Dear , , a Claus:
I’loa.'j Santa bling me a dump
bed truck, train, nuts, fruit and |
Mine candy. And 1 will be a goou lots of fruit if you have them. 1
be"
T.i ank you Santa.
Billy Gene Holland.
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Dear Santa Claus:
I will try to be a good girl from
until Chri tr.i’as. Please bring
a little drciser, some
dishes and a doll.
Charlene Burton,
Hendc son T< xrs,
’ nite '
minutes later he walked
Into tho coroner's office and greeted
that officious little Individual warm-
ly Tho coroner was not particular-
ly glad to see him but tried bls best
to hide his feelings.
Kane asked. "Have you completed
your autopsy on Richard Bailey’s
body?"
"Yes." the coroner returned shortly.
"And your finding?"
"Well," evasively, “I don’t see any
reason for calling an Inquest----”
"Nor do I. Kane agreed
“—— So I'm returning a verdict of
murder by an unknown hand." the
other concluded. Ignoring the Inter
ruption
"Excellent. That will leave the way
open for the police to continue their
Investigation. But. just now. I am
more Interested In what you found
on the body, particularly with refer-
ence to the wound "
"Well, Mr Kane, there wasn’t very
Mr. Bailey was shot
The bullet
ranged
brain and
a pretty doll, one that I can wash.
Tell Mrs. Santa to make it lots of
clothes for I do love to play with
my babies, I want a bed to keep*
her in, a dresser with a real mir-'1
ror, a doll trunk to keep her
things in. Now don’t forget the
rest of the children.
I’ll be a sweet little girl.
Barjorie Ham.
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Dear Santa Claus:
How are you getting along- Fat
as ever I hope.
Santa I am a little girl 5 years
old and have no brothers or sis-
ters and sure get lonesome. Please
bring me a coaster wagon, some
dishes, and a doll and some fruit,
and Santa please remember the
poor little orphan girls and boys.
Carry them something even if you
have to carry them part of my
toys, because they have no moth-
er or daiTdy to cheer them dear
Santa.
Hoping to see you soon.
Marjorie Fenton,
Henderson, Texas,
Star Route.
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Dear Santa Claus:
I would like to have a good
book or Bible stories to read. I
enjoy Bible stories very much.
I will appreciate anything you
bring me, and please help
poor children.
Your friend,
Agnes Silvey, *
Route 1, Elderville, Tex.
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