The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1926-04-01
Easy for the Trained Ecrnas
Mind

! Easy for the Trained German
| Mind
| Twelve years ago when | MIS- II re-
porter on the New York Evening
World. the body Of young woman
| expensiveIy dressed was found IN
thicket in lonely and remote l,art g
Long island. She had been nrurdere.t
shot through the head. Harry stowe,
of our staff, since deceased. W:lS the
/ first reporter to reach the place Tie.
body had not been moved; and in
/ searching about it Stove harnrned
upon something the local coroner bad
overlooked scrap of dis,pored pa
| per, bearing printed and written words
in German upon it.
1 Stowe quietly slipped the paper into
his pocket and caught the firsr train
| for town He couldn't read German
| himself, so he took his find to the office
of the German consul. There he met
an elderly specialized. exceedingly
serious-looking undersecretary. who
translated the printed and written in
scriptiOns for him.
Then the secretary wanted to know
what it was all about Stowe told him.
explaining that the identity Of the
]. murdered woman was still profound
mystery-that nobody could guess VIII"
/ or what she was. He described her
/ clothing in some detail.
'Pooh!" snorted the German. STU.
MD fools thof thoSo American nnljc..-
men are! To the trained mind the
whole thing is simplicity itself. By a
! process Of elimination and deduction
/ it Is possible to ascertain beyond Ques-
| ton exactly what manner of woman
this was"
/ Gould you do it," asked stowe.
! hopefully.
'In one little minute r. said the un-
| dersecretary impressively.
go ahead then, please, and do IT."
begged Stowe.
"Very we'll" said the German. "Ms
young friend, please follow me closely
/ This paper shows that some woman
i bought at store in Leipsic certain
! small articles, kitchen utensils
breadknife, potato-masher, coffee
grinder No woman in Germany, un-
less she was housewife. would buy
such things. Sol
ION the other hand, this woman. you
tell me, wore forty dollar corsets. No
woman in Germany, unless she was an
actress. would wear forty-d0llar cor
sets.
"No actress would buy common
household utensils. That would make
her housewife! No housewife would
wear forty-dOllar cOrsets. That would
make her an actress! And there ynn
arei''
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/ A Lover Of Statistics
i There was seance On-a regular
seance, with a trance medium and q
black cheesecloth cabinet and a mys-
FERROUS table rapper and ghostly
guitar picker and smell of frying
cabbage floating in from the back OF
the house and everything orthodox
like that. The medium was stout
lady in black, who was raising 8
brown mustache and whose controls
took those liberties with the English
language which seemingly is permit
ted in realm where there is neither
space nor time-nor grammar She
came from Brooklyn. where so many
Of those who take In spiritualism fol
. living do come from, but at the time
of which speak she was playing the
provinces. as the troupers say. The
audience was of fairish size. Annie
the throng sat q half-gr0wn you'll
from about three miles out on r. F
D. No. 3. He was attending his frs
spiritualistic seance And he was be
ing suitably impressed AS nantes
tation succeeded manifestation, hi
eyes popped and his ears twitched
II he had had gills, beyond doubt the.
would have opened and closed.
Presently the mediums husband
! who acted, so to speak. as ringmaster
, desired to know whether there wa
yet another present DESTROYS of hav
ing speech with some dear departe'
{ one. II SO madame would undertake
to establish liaison.
This was the cue for the yOkel. ii
| lAuSlSACu COuIdkS " SlullCA uu Oul
, barrassed plea. He wished to hav
! speech with the shade of his late "a
, Their.
After proper walt there Wer
: sounds in the cabinet and through tn
} darkness there spoke the tones Of on
!, Of seeming hoary age.
1 SIS that you. my SOM" asked tn
E voice.
e Eyes, paw, this here Is me-" al
4 swered the youth.
Q "Was there any questions 20
+ wished to asst me cOncernin' my pre-
S ent state?" continued the accOmm'
: dating voice.
r The boy thought moment. Then
e where air you. paw" he inquire
: with simple directness.
L Heaven, my SON."
y Air you an angel, paw
l. "Oh. yes. my SON."
e "An angel with wings and hal