Evening star., 1923-11-11

green canoe passed the red craft,
and Sigurd turned his flashing yell
low head to examine the purple egg
plant. He landed, still grinning.
What was that?"
shes a cockney," said Helios. "and
she wanted me to tell Blonde that
some goof or other-what the dickens
was his name? He's at the inn"
Sigurd took a paper bag of hore-
hound drops from his coat of white
flannel, waved it to the small Harels,
who came whooping down the grass
and received this solace with stran-
gled thanks. The tall boy patted their
heads amiably as If they were pup
pies. Helios wasn't much Interested
in them. They weren't old enough to
make music, like their father. and
they couldn't throw him about as
Sigurd did. They trotted off solemnly.
Sigurd sat down on the sand.
Helios believed that Sigurds round
head contained only three topics
their mother. pole-vaulting and anx-
iety over Helios' manners. This last
strain now bubbled forth. Sigurd lit
pipe and said: See here. Heel, /
don't think you ought to call her
Blonde in front of people. in shops
and things. Look at this. But don't
show it to Blonde. Got something
about your father in it."
Helios spread yesterday afternoons
Chicago paper on his legs and OBJ
served a long paragraph:
"Diva's Necklace in Trouble-Mme.
Katherine Olsen came flying into
Pauldings repair department early
this morning with her famous string
of emeralds in a sling, so to speak.
Madame arrived from her summer
home at Pointe Carosse. The necklace
never leaves the sopranos person, and
it took considerable finesse to repair
the chain without damaging madame,
who was good natured and voluble
as usual. Her three little girls are
having the whooping cough, she told
the world. Husband Jean Harel Is
laid up with broken arm. Sons
Sigurd Olsen and Helios Alerti came
along with their mother, who looked
like a girl, in frock of silver and
blue. Mr.. Olsen took lively interest
in the repairs. Mr.. Aletri remained
mostly behind a sporting page. He
addressed his mother as Blonde The
necklace belonged to Demetrios Aletri,
Nine. Olsens second husband. The
celebrated Greek tenor presented il
to his bride on their wedding in Lon
don. He was mysteriously murdered
a few months later, and his assassin
was never found. Nine. Olsen denies
that the emeralds are of any great
value Her attachment to the neck
lace appears to be purely senti-
mental
uELIoS yawned: "BIondfe's the big
: gest mushhead alive. Wish the
papers'd drop father, though. Gives
her the blues" He made a ball of the
newspaper and pitched it at seagull
careening near the beach. He pom
dered: "She doesn't wear any stuff
your father gave her"
He probably didn't give her any
thing worth wearing" Sigurd reason
ably answered. Farmers weren't
paid much for wheat back in 1900
Blonde told me, once. your father
won that necklace playing cards with
some one Hold oni She told me
rot to tell you that, ever"
"Why?"
Sigurd shrugged. "I don't remember.
It was when you had the flu. She
talked a lot about your father, yknow,
and all that. And about the murder
about his getting out of bed to see
who'd come into the next room, and
her going and finding him stabbed.
He won the necklace playing cards
with some singer or somebody, and
gave it to her because it's good luck
to have a piece of jewelry you've won
at cards Oh, 1 remember why
she told me not to tell you! Sigurd
shut his mouth.
"why?'
Helios waited. The big lad said:
ooh, we'll! She got an idea this fell
low that Aletri won the necklace
from was the one that stabbed him.
He'd try to buy it back, y see? Fact!
She told the police in London about
it, and they arrested this fellow
Only, he had an alibi. He was at
home asleep when the murder hap
pened Blonde didn't want you to
know that. She thinks you're imag-
inative. And you are, rather" Sigurd
decided, getting up. II guess it's