THE MURDER CAME

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XX, Issue 209, 23 August 1930, Page 14

THE MURDER CAME

Most of London’s fashionable society these days is hunting the murderer. But—there isn't a killer or a corpse anywhere. It’s all a game and used to “pep up” dinner parties. Unlike most ‘‘murders,” the guests are advised there will be one, when they receive their invitations. Some are stamped with a hoary hand clutching a dagger that is dripping blood, or at least red ink. Others may portray a man shooting, another set a casket and many more eerie scenes.

Lady Chaytor chose Friday, June 13, for her party. The “murder” was committed in the dungeons of Witton Castle, Lady Chaytor’s seat in Durham.

Every clue was followed, the murder was solved when the “Sherlock Holmes” legions finished their trek at a nearby inn whftre sausages and beer awaited them.

There are, according to reports, many ways to play the “murder” game. At one party recently slips were placed in a hat. They bore the names “murderer,” “detective,” “body,” and many others, each guest playing a role.

In all instances, however, everyone must tell the truth \ except the murderer, who is permitted to tell as many lies as he feels necessary to escape punishment