BRIGADIER DEWHURST TELLS YOU OF HIS EXPERIENCES..
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THE CHINA MAIL, MONDAY, APRIL 12, 1954.
"Those in the artistic vanguard may chide us undeveloped morons for our failure to appreciate "modern"art, but: let them not Try to prohibit our innocerll merriment alij"
A CORRESPONDENT referring, at Vauvous times down the ages, is works by Henry Moore, Epstein, Stravinsky, ge Van Gogh, Rembrandt, Giollo et al.
HOW TO HANDLE THE RUSSIANS
humour. Neither the hazards and discomforts of our depressing compaign in Greere and Crete in 1941, nor the boredoms and in- trigues of Baghdad later in World War Two, could ever Lusiness subdue the unflagging high spirits and lighthearted wit of this Royal Sussex regular officer.
By Peter Lovegrove
a
tu
grapher ceases
RIGADIER Claude unter discussion, but on all
work and the The action you require wil Dewhurst hus n de- post and analogous enses and whole atmosphere becomes fey. often be taken when you least lightful
they won't be hustled into Brigadier Dewhurst cannot recall expect it, but the concession or meeting until they have sha
nar a single case where a "demand" agreement will never be put to shailed aft the facts. They
was accepted, nor of believe
an ulti- paper (with the rarest high- that the best forni matum bringing the required level exceptions). of defence al
They will ♫ conference result, but there Are maty never inform you in advance. table is attack, and they are clreuilous ways of requiring' or that, as a result of your repre- past masters in exaggeration. "requesting things to be done, sentations, a soldier is
being Then "the Russians aro Soviet leaders or Institutions released, an aeroplane, handed affronted if you get down
must never b: criticized, and back, or even a blockade lifted. Immediately
you the Russians turn keep to the It just happens, for a concession Small talk
first
same rules themselves regarding on paper is recorded loss essential, and
of when the objet
rent critielsm of the West.
face. the meeting is Perhaps, most important of There вге eventually reached,
A number of it is In all, one choukt never expect a entertaining storica of the portant to be exact, precise and conference, Interview or official abourd lengths And thos: qualities, all to word of what is sald is taken time.
which the as short ka possible.
Every talk to produce results at the Russians will go to protect their much patience and persever down by
The Russians may hint "security" from foreigners, who ance, served him well in graphers, for subsequent study, defalte until the matter is re-
at agreement, but will never be of course are all regarded as when he hegime Chief of the British Mission tu
the Soviete more they have to study, ferred back, "weeks or months author went, armed with octal may pass before the results of a permits and specifle immunity, conference becomie
(Ounid, on Page 7, Col, i}
potential spies. une or more stong-
Forces of Occupation in Eastern holes.
the greater the ense to pick
Germany ward
irz was
closer
Postlet with the Russions for two yours thu by British
soldier *** Ulcerit even In Moscow.
No Anger
"Ong must."
He met them in their offices, on ali necounts at eunferences, at receptions. at Countryside "Kommaniantur
at their
generals
C continues, avoid getting
round the table, The
# exaggeration and fantasy
ut
times inserted with
apparent
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Wherever the
THE RIGHT TO HEE-HAW
CONTINUING THE ADVENTURE OF
makes What Has Happened So Far
and
In the towns which they are suse of their stories, allegations risoned he spoke to soldiers, and complaints, often staff offlers and
furiis. Irrelevancy well as to Soviet Control 4m- purposeful avoidance of mission officials. He had fo issues are exasperating. But it deal with them when they were is a use showing temper, They
most Infuriating
will get an officious, and be also saw them ather hope you
noyed
rattled, and un the few as when they
exaggerated details are some-i prepared in
the object Now he has written a lively, of causing you to explode. You conversational and highly read will answer far less carefully uble account of his expertenres if you have a hot head -- and in “Closis Contetife deals with
that s what they want. great penetration with the So-
must confess that viet regime in general atut vagin
is
easter to preacti the Communist Individual in
przelise, particular; the
Tears
a rage that I coula of insecurity, their complexes, hardly speak
into such
at all! A bst of and the studdistes of their pro-
carefully trumped-up, baganung l
comments critically on our casualness cors-
written "charges WIN rratt with such talse solemnity being cerning matters of high security that I called a halt, and said in Importener and
our deplorable *** tack
Russians'
Also
of effective
propaganda,
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this
Chish I got
Irrelevant
eut for wish to
storm: 'I ihilo counter rubbish is
being read my berent, I have no hear it. You can go on chat-, tering as lour as you like, but please do to through my inter-
Stalin's Death
GREGSON, a Scotland Yard detective, calls on Holmos. He has received a telegram from the Derbyshire police from which it appears that Lord Cope, Deputy- Lieutenant of the County, has been murdered on his ancestral guillotine at Arnsworth Castle. inspector, Dawlish, has also, rather mysteriously, sent the The local polico County Guido and Gazetteer, giving the history of Lord Cope's ancestors, saying the contents should be studied. Dawlish suspects Lord Cope's cousin, Captain Jasper Lothian, of murdering the old man. Holmes, Watson and Gregson arrive at the castle
and are admitted by Stephen, Lord Cope's devoted servant. Lady Cope is still sitting motionless, gazing at the beheaded body, when the detectivos enter.
I
T was a small room with
a groined roof lit by clusters of tapers in iron sconces. The walls were hung with trophies of
Lastly he presents a new and prefer, who will let me know armour and mediaeval wen- surprising theory on the strange after you've finished whether pons and
denth of Stalin.
For my part,
I shall
edged by glass- was anything worth re-topped cases, crammed with there The Soviet dictator, he belleves,
porting. Wha assassinated by his own col read this
newspaper. with ancient parchments, thumb leagues some lime before hla which I
look up R London rings, pieces of carved death was pubikely announced,
paper I
to deliver stonework was about number of facts them, and sat back in my chair, mantraps. and he gives a to support his views.
harsh all round. was n
There
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OF THE RED WIDOW
Holmes dropped a match into the pile...
Then, a cry of horror
FIRE!
and yawning cloth, These details I concealed
hideously besmirched, instrument.
hiB
The evidence that head or rather Lord Cope was still alive when
by the fact that Captain Lothlun had to lash his hands.
They were genuinely amazed noticed at 20 glance and the place where his head had placed in the guillotine is shown
been.
whole attention
The to the object
light of the Lapers, that occupied a low duis in gleaming on a blood-spattered steel blade buried in the lunette, the centre of the room.
reaches beyond to touch as with a halo the red-gold hair of the it was aguillotine, painted woman who Bat beside
Brigadier Dewhurst, who has it was at least a minute before then my athormurch
knowledge of the Russian language and has made the list of 'atrocitles' was con- was riveted
131 130d, But I n twenty-year study of Russion
was the only Sion interview history, evolution
which anel
achieved affairs. has got some Stubd practical absolutely
nothing from My view, advice to offer to those cot point c
which soured ing Soviet offelals at the con-
relations for some days to ference table for the first line,
come..." Firstly, you have got to know your subject very thoroughly.
They believe in specialisation
to
meeting
and exceptionally well briefed, not only on the immediate problem
Allen and Bulon, 12, c
Then
Circuitous
"demand" anything. The mo- all thin man clad in a velvet into
one must never the two uprights Iny the body of dark and brilliont
a
eyes
"The crime was discovered this morning by the butler. Stephen, and a groom felched
me from the village, whereupon I look the usual steps to identify listed the personal that the body of his lordship and I belongings
know how the murderer
"Most
The 'new exploits' of Sherlock Holmes
THE
front door, See, here he is "Well, I don't speak heathern, again, Probably a tall man but I believe them
was tho and very words."
tocs
"I'm.
from the size of his feet, carrying some heavy object. The stride 15 shortened And the
I should like to see more clearly marked than this library." the heels. A burdened man The old man's eyes atid to a always Lends to throw his door at the end of the hall. weight forward. He returns! "See the library?" he grumbled. Ah just so, just so! Well, I think "What do you want there? that we have earned our beds." Nothing but old books, and her Ladyship don't like oh, very silent well."
My friend remained during our journey back to the village. But as we separated from Inspector Dawlish
at
the door of the inn he laid a hand on his shoulder.
He led the way ungraciously into a long low room lined to with volumes and the ceiling ending in a magnificent Gothle fireplace. Holmes, after strul- link
about listlessly, paused to
"The man who has done this light a cheroot. deed is tall and spare," said he, "He is about 60 years of
age
"Well, Watson, I think that
Thank
with a turned-in teft foot and we'll be getting back," said he, strongly addicted to Turkish
you, Stephen. It is a cigarettes, which he amokes fine poorn, though I am
from a holder.”
Butt-
prised to see Indian rugs."
"Indian!" protested the old
Vorstan
"Captain Lothlon!" grunted man Dawlish. "I know nothing about antique fect or cigarette holders, but
"Surely Indian."
"They're
I tell you! Them
the rest of your description is "Persian, accurate enough. But who told marks are inscriptions, you his. appearance?"
gentleman like you should know. Can't see without "I will set you
your apy- a question in glass? Well, use it, then. Now, reply. Were the Copes ever a drat it, if he hasn't spilled his Catholic family 7"
The local
matches!"
As we rose to our feet after Inspector glanced significantly nt Gregson and gathering up the scattered topped his forehead. "Catholic? vesins, I was puzzled to account Well, now that you mention it, for the sudden Aush of excite- I belleve they were in the old ment in Holmes's sallow checks. times. But what on earth
I was mistaken," sald he, They
aro Persian. Come, "Merely that I would recom- Watson, it is high time that we mend you to your own Guide sot out for the village and our book, Good-night."
train back to town.
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the following morning, after dropping my friend and
castle gate, the two police officers drove од
By Conan Doyle
Adrian myself at the
to
their pursue quiries further afield. Holmes watched their departure with a twinkle in his eye.
Holmes
FEW minutes later we had loft the castle. But to my sur- prise on émerg- ing from the outer bailey,
led the way
swiftly
a faded red and, save for 1ts dreadful headless form. Regard- smaller size, exactly similar to less of our approach, she those that I had scen depicted
In her high found upon him. If you'd like in woodcuts of the French Re-
Somotionless
chair, her features an 10 volution. Sprawling between ive
ivory mask from which two reaped, I can tell you that, too. stored On the mare that's missing from
the stable." the shadows
the un- ment or ultimatum is sensu, smoking Jacket. His hands were winking
with fixity of
basilisk.
In expressions go rigid, the steno-tied behind him and
Instructive," observed white an experience of women cover Helmes. "As I understand your ing three continents, I have theory, the two men engagod in never beheld
colder
a ferocious combat, being care- nor more perfect face than that of ful not to disarrange any furni– the
"I fear that I have done you stables, chatelaine of Castle Arns- ture or smash the gloss cases design on
the lashing proves injustice over the years, Wat worth keeping vigil in that that clutter up the room. Then, that it is a sush from опе of
"You intend to enquire about chamber of death.
these window curtains."
somewhat the missing horse," I suggested. of his disposed Bent, the murderer rides into Dawlish coughed.
Holmes
We turned shook his head.
The horse? My dear fellow, "You had best retire, my the night, a suitcase under one "They are faded
away. through ex- lady," he said bluntly. "Rest arm and his victim's head under posure to daylight," said he, The elderly manservant open- farms, while Gregson rushes all assured that Inspector Gregson the other. A truly remarkable and this is not. There can ed the door to us, and as we here and I will see that justice performance."
be little doubt that It comes followed him into the great hall I am looking for." from a door-curtain, of which it was
Every aspect
now bein
repar
is done."
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For the first time she looked ats, and so uncertain was the light of the tapers that for an Instant it seemed to me that some swift emotion more akin to mockery than grief gleamed and died In those
eyes.
wonderful
op-
con," he commented enigmatically,
AN angry Bush there are none in this room, obvious
suffused Daw- Well, there is little more to lish's face. "It's learnt here."
easy
pick
enough to
នង
along a lane leading to
the
I have no doubt that it is safely concealed in one of the home
over the country." This is what
be
painfully that the honcat fellow was stili deeply amict- ed by his master's
Thero
TOMORROW
for
is you
(final Instalment)
he
Fried
The two police agents con- holes in ferred together and Gregson death. other people's turned to Holmes. "As it is ideau, Mr Sher- after midnight,"
Daught said he, "we here,"
lock Holmes," he sneered. "Per- had better retire to the village shrilly, "My God. "Stephon is not with you?" haps you will give LA your hostelry and tomorrow
theory. she asked incongruously. "But, of course, he would be in the library. Faithful Stephen." my facts.
"I have none.
By the way, "I fear that his lordship's was your last snowfall?" "Yesterday afternoon." death"
"Then there is hope yet. But
pursue
peace?
gift
She rose abruptly, her bosom heaving and one hand gripping let us seeria com will yield officially degrees the
her black lace us any information."
ជ
and
knees muttering and
beside the guillotine and, raisins mbling to himself and look-
the blood-soaked cloth,
peered down at the terrible object
ing like some gigantic dun- beneath. "Dear me," he said coloured insect. quietly. "A blow of this force must have sent the head rolling across the roam.”
"Probably."
He had drawn his magnifying glass from his cape pocket and
THE bitter cold
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៧.
dark
"It is, str. England."
The man with
one aim
VENGEANCE
"Doubtless you have zerved the family for many years continued my friend gently,
He entered the
Arst
loose-box anri returned with his arms full of straw, "Another bundle for
you, Watson, and it should bo enough for our purpose." "Bat
what is our
"Principali
tho
to front door without being observed," · ho dhuckled, 23
shouldered his
burden.
the
his finger on his
our enquiries separately. I can-
ps will you never leave us in I am awaiting not but ngreo
with Inspector
I have remarked when Dawlish that while
we are previously the murderer Holmes'
on theorising here
for may reach the coast."
"I wish to be clear on
putting others al one their case, and by the skirt of
old employed on this case by the man recovered his gown.
For some ten minutes we
composure. "Impossible, Mr Holmes!"
"** tako "His damnation!" she hissed, stood and watched him, Gregson
it that this is the Agincourt window,'
Having retraced our footsteps, "Quite se. Thea I am free to observed Holmes, storing up at lips and cautiously opening the and then, with gesture of and I with interest and Dawlish use my own judgment. But give a small but exquisitely coloured great door, slipped into a near by
Holmes laid despair, she turned and glided with an ill-concealed look of me five minutes in the slowly from the room.
As the door closed, Sherlock face, as Holmes crawled slowly will be with you."
contempt on his weather-beaten yard and Doctor Watson and
court stained glass casement, through closet, full of capes and sticks,
I which the winter sunlight threw where he proceeded Holmes dropped on one knee about the room on his hande
a pattern of brillant colours on both our bundles on the floor.
16 throw the ancient stone floor. *smote upon
"It should bo eate enough," slowly I
Only two in all he whispered, "for it, is stone- followed tho
bullt, Ahl, These two macintoshes aleam of Holmes's
will assist admirably. I have no Iantern I noticed that not only the floor, that, banked with
along the path
doubt," he added, as he struck a match and dropped it into the thick snow, "I fail to understand. Surely but the contents of the
pule, "that 1 shall have other led across the courtyard to the you know where you found it?" the closest scrutiny. Then, rising door,
casional tables were subjected to
"Served 'em? Aye, me and occasions to use this "I didn't find it. There is no
"Fools!" he
nigh two centuries, atratagem." to his feet he stood wrapped in
cried, slooping Ours is the dust that lies upon head."
thought, his back to the candle Look at it, Watson! A re-
over the powdered surface, their funeral palle.'!
As the flames spread through long light and his gaunt shadow fall-
the straw and reached the mac- "I fancy they have an in- Intoshes, thick black wreaths of moment
across ing
done less red giment would have faded Holmes remained guillotine.
damage. Carriago wheels in toresting history"
"They have that, sir."
rmoka poured from the cloak. room door into the hall of Arns fish's boots and a pair of " murder was pre- hobnails, probably a groom. A this ill-mened gullotine was hissing and crackling from the
women now, and running." Of specially built for some ancestor burning rubber, "How do you know?" that you are taking a great deal The cranking handle
course, Lady Cope and the first of your late master?! for granted," he said at length, freshly oiled, and the victim was What was Stephen
alarm. Yes, certainly it in her.
"Aye, the Marquis de Rennes, "Good heavens, Holmes," I doing out Built by his own tenants. The gasped, the tears rolling down acrambling to his feet. "Let me senseless. A single jerk would here? There is no mistaking his warmints hated him, they did, my face, hear your ideas on this singular have loosed his hande."
"We shall be suf- square-toed shoes, Doublies simply because he kept up old fucated crime."
Then why were they tied?" you "It's plain enough. Some time
"Ah!
observed them, Watson, customs." There is no doubt, when he opened the door to us.
His fingers closed on my arm. last night, the, two men quar- however, that the man
Indeed. What custom? relled and eventually came to brought here, unconscious with The lantern, paused and then The book in the library don't den ruth of fost and a-yell of "Wait, he muttered, and even was But what have we hero?"
"Something about women, air, as he spoke there came a sud- blows. Thes)) younger... « over his hands already bound." moved slowly onwards. men explaits / exactly." powered the aldar ; and then ! "You're wrong there! inter Pumps Pumps," he cried o killed him, by metha of this posed. Dawlish loudly"The eagerly, and coming from the perhape."
FOR A
knee.
on his staring up silent-
the
·
mine for
modest
"It won't do," he said sud-hree places. And here's Dawat secin 'to have heard that worth Castle, accompanied' by #
ly at the speaker, the
"It seems, to ma
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