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SECTION TWO i ' - ■ - j-- --- = DR. WESCOTT SOLVES Aloha Murder * L By Wilborne Harrell Vji Jjlffijß A CHOWAN HERALD FICTION STORY t We were nearing Honolulu rand the plane was letting down Ifor a landing. E>r. Wescott and jl had fastened our seat-belts and gat watching the fast approach ing incredible beauty of the Hawaiian Island of Oahu, with is rolling beaches, its palm tljtees and green hills and val leys. Far below us Diamond Read stretched its finger into tl(e sea, and famed Waikiki Beach slipped beneath us. I rec- L ojnized these points of interest * from picture postcards sent to me by friends 'who were visiting . the Islands. To the casual observer, Dr.' Pi’estription I . Service REGISTERED PHARMACISTS call us! * i DIAL BM WE PICK UP AND DELIVER Mitchener s Pharmacy 301 S. Bread Street • Edenton, N. C. TELL US ABOUT YOUR HOME IMPROVEMENT ! PROBLEMS wtien you MOOCRtIiZI - SEE US FOR PLANS, MATERIALS AND ■ EASY BUDGET TERMS JUST A SMALL AMOUNT ' ENCLOSE YOUR PO’RCH to ! MONTHLY can do wonders make it usable the year ’round! \ i in bringing your kitchen up to J|B|j be glad to explain the - date. No down payment ne- gW||r' ease of paying for needed ma- ] H about it this week! to 3 years to pay! COME IN AND INVESTIGATE OUR ' "TIME PAYMENT PLAN'' NO DOWN PAYMENT-UP TO 3 YEARS TO PAY ' M. G. BROWN CO., INC. ] “HOME IMPROVEMENT HEADQUARTERS” Phone-2135 , Edenton,N.C < _ _ _ _ _ _ ■ THE CHOWAN HERALD 1 1 Wescott, noted detective, and I, i j Jimmy Maguire, newsman, were 1 1 just a couple of malahinis (I l got that word, too, from my ■ card-writing friend. The word; : means “newcomer”); but al i though he hadn’t confided in i me, I knew Dr. Wescott was pn ■ a mission for the FBI. For him [ to have been so reticent, I knew i it must have been extremely l important. But I had held my ■ council, for I knew I would be ; | informed all in good time. Oth i erwise he would not have ; brought me along on the trip. | On .the flight from the States, ' Dr. Wescott had made friends with Bill Kaloa, a likable young musician, who was the leader and manager of a 5-piece Hawaiian orchestra, who divided ! their playing engagements be tween the States and the Islands. The group consisted of four mu sicians and a beautiful hula dancer and singer, named Luana. They were now returning to I Honolulu to fill an engagement! on the "ThU Is Hawaii" radio| WAIKIKI BEACH and TV program. I h"d seen; and heard Kaloa on TV and j liked him. but I liked him still I better in person. Kaloa and Dr. Wescott hit it j off from the start, and I came in for a tremendous surprise. I knew Dr. Wescott was versa tile and could do many things well, but I never before knew he could play a steel guitar. But, he handled Kaloa’s round plastic| playing bar on the strings like a professional. Kaloa was soj delighted with Dr. Wescott’s per- j formance he then and there at- j tached himself to the doctor, and promised that he would help us ! do Honolulu up right when we, [landed. We were also to be j Kaloa’s guests of honor at a | | luau, a sort of glorified Ha-1 , waiian barbecue feast. As the plane struck her glid ling groove and eased in for the j touchdown, I thought of the Ha waiian word, Aloha, -whichj among many definitions, means, Hello! So—l was saying hello to the Hawaiian Islands, but little did I dream that I was also saying hello to murder. But I was. At the insistence of Bill Ka loa, Dr. Wescott had taken rooms at the Mauna Loa Hotel, which also housed Bill and his troupe of musicians. It was the night of the luau, and Dr. Wescott and I were dressing for the affair. Draped across a chair were two extrav agantly floral leis, which .Bill had given us and said we were to wear. I looked askance at the wreaths, for I knew I would feel foolish with one of them around my neck. Dr. Wescott gave a final pat to his tie and ran his hand down the crease of his trousers. He glanced at his watch. “We were to pick up Bill. We haven’t much time, so let’s be going, Jimmy.” Bill Kaloa’s room was just down the hall, and Bill's voice bid us enter when Dr. Wescott tapped on the door. Stepping inside, Dr. Wescott said. “Aloha, Bill,” and grinned at his use of the Hawaiian greeting. “Aloha, yourself,” returned Bill, al ;o grinning. “You and Jimmy come on in. I broke a string on my guitar today and I’ve got to put a new one on.” He tinkered with the string and finally had it adjusted to his satisfaction. He tuned the in strument and turning to Dr. Wescott, said, “Here, Doctor, try it —play Song Os The Islands for me.” Bill sat back and closed his j eyes and ga\? all his attention; to Dr. Wescott's rendition of the 1 famous Hawaiian song. At the | final note. Bill said, “Sure you j don’t want a job with me, Doc- 1 tor? I could use a steel guitar-1 ist like you.” A smile creased Dr. Wescott's ; eyes. “No, Bill. I’ll stick to j detecting.” He laid the round j plastic playing bar down on the 1 table, but as he did so, I no- ] ticed a puzzled frown on his | face, but I did not attach any special significance to it at’the j time. Bill Kaloa was saying, “Luke’s room is next door; see if he is ready, Jimmy.” Luke was the! ukulele player of the band and J his real name was Lucian, but everybody called him Luke the Uke. And how he could play a ukulele. The two rooms had a connect ing door and I made my way to do Bill’s bidding. I knocked on the door, but getting no an swer, I pushed the door open and entered. “Luke!” J moved further into the room and looked around. Then I saw him. Luke was lying on the floor, but I’d seen enough dead men to know that! he was dead. I backed hastily but of the [ room. “Dr. Wescott.” I tried to keep; my voice under control, but hej saw instantly that something was wrong. He strode quickly to my side. , “What is it, Jimmy?” I, I pointed to the still figure; lying on the floor. Dr. Wescott stepped into the! room and leaned over the body ! of Luke the Uke. After a cur sory examination, he stood up.! “From the marks on his neck I he was strangled—presumably Shop All Dav Wednesdays ’til 5:30 Shop Saturday INights "til 7:00 SjjjjjjfTHUßßY IN TOMORROW... REGULAR PRICES / |i ItAMPX t ATTENTION HOME-MAKERS AND HOME DECORA- jA / j TORS . • . here is your chance to get the lamps you've been wanting and save money at the same time! We bought over 100 first quality lamp samples from the Charlotte. X. C. Housewares Show two weeks ago and are now selling these Jf samples at one-third off their regular prices’. See them for yourself . . . you'll want several at these low. low prices! Every lamp is an individual style sample, so there are no duplicates! Just say. " CHARGE IT” ... ~V » INCLUDED ARE: f ★ TABLE LAMPS I \ ★ FLOOR LAMPS f ★ BOUDOIR LAMPS “ £ ' jf t ★ POLE LAMPS |l ★ NOVELTY LAMPS I THESE LAMPS ARE FIRST QUALITY, 1 SHOWROOM SAMPLES A\l) THERE IS ONLE ONE-OF-A-KIND IN’ MOST CASES! r V SALE PRICES RANGE FROM f 3 \ ’ $12.66 L Belk-Ty ler's - Edenton * AS* by a cord. This is a matter. for the police,” ,he said. “Where’s I your phone, Bill?” Bill had joined me at the door and we were both looking, sorta | numbUike, at Luke the Uke lying dead. It was some time later. Lieu tenant Combs, of the Honolulu Homicide Squad had arrived and taken charge. The Lieuten ant recognized Dr. Wescott: they] shook hands warmly and the Lieutenant invited Dr. Wescott to assist in the investigation. The photographers and the fingerprint boys and the medi cal examiner had done their stuff and departed, and ‘the Lieutenant was winding up hisj preliminary interrogations. We all stood around more or less 1 ill at ease, but Dr. Wescott’s tall, lanky figure dominated the ; scene. He stepped forward. “Lieu-i tenant, if you will indulge me for a few’minutes. I would like to tell a story and at the same time throw some light on what; has transpired here.” Lieutenant Combs nodded his ] assent and Dr. Wescott resumed. 1 Edenton, North Carolina Thursday, March 22, 1962. As he spoke, his eyes roamed ! over the room and touched each 1 | occupant lightly. Bill Kaloa sat I • 1 slumped in a chair, Eddie and j | Joe, also members of Kaloa’s, ■ band stood together. Luana, stood albne, her eyes on Bill] Kaloa. She seemed to be on ] the verge of tears. Lieutenant Combs sat at a desk and I stood 1 by the door, leaning against the! wall. Dr. Wescott had that] •j.enigmatic look on his face I had j : I seen many times, and I knew l ;;he knew something the rest ofi us didn’t know. That look al- [ :! ways spelled the discovery of the I murderer and the end of the ■ case'. I “I "Once upon a time.” Dr. Wes-] ; ] cott was saying, “there was aj • young musician. He was in level with a beautiful girl, and they ,! wanted to marry. But he was j •: not earning enough with his | music to justify that step. So — 1 the opportunity for more and ■ easy money presented itself. I All he had to do was smuggle] a little dope—heroin —into the ; Islands on his trips back and ; forth between Hawaii and the j mainland—” ‘ Bill Kaloa started to speak, but Dr. Wescott imperatively ] raised his hand for silence. Bill subsided. “ —but someone else found out i about this musician’s dope smug j Continued on Page 4—Section 2 * | Don’t Lag—Buy Olag dentists say "wonderful" . - i “best tooth paste on the vn&rlcel ! ‘best I'v» mv&r used" . . I For Contract AND Rep air Work CALL Twiddy Insurance & Real Estate. Inc. PHONE 2163 EDENTON
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