Friday, July 12, 2013

MURDER MYSTERY FRIDAY

MURDER IN THE MANSION



Chapter Five
MILLICENT

Millicent was born in 1874.  Nine years after the Civil War.  On the birth certificate she was named,  Millicent Elizabeth Spencer.  The only daughter of 
Benjamin & Lillian Spencer.  Her father was the cereal king.
Who knew that a breakfast food,  oat meal, would bring in so much wealth.  Let a lone start every one's day with something hot in their belly's. 

Being the first born,  she traveled with her father all over.
She learned the business from the ground floor up and would be her father's right hand man in his later years.  She was educated in the best schools and went on to study at Smith College.  She would also, fight for women's rights.
An early feminist,  she didn't like women being treated as second class citizens.

One day in 1905, her beloved father died suddenly of a stoke in his office.
Dead before he even hit the floor.  After the funeral and the reading of the will,  Millicent became one of the richest women in America.  50 million dollars richer on that day.
She run the company until she met and fell in love with one,
William Harrison Bingham.  She and her husband traveled all over Europe and Asia before setting up housekeeping in the Hudson River Valley.

William had made his fortune in oil refinement.  Millie decided to give up the cereal business to become a great lady?  She let her younger brother Arthur have the company,
and she would live out her days in Wood Haven and raise a family.  Arthur would turn the company around and make even more money than his sister had.

Mr. Bingham was very successful in the business of oil, having amassed a fortune of over 250 million dollars.
Bingham Oil was all over the country.

He and Millie had three sons,  Christopher,  Gordon and Thomas.  Each being groomed to take over their families business when the time came.  And it did in 1956.
William Harrison Bingham had died in his sleep on June 15th, three days after their wedding anniversary.

Chris always told me that there was a question mark there.

As my husband and I would find out later,  the date of June 15th is significant to this story.


(Thank you, Curtis for letting me tell my story.  Janet)



copyright 2013 Curtis Boehringer Mysteries


If you are reading and quilting along, your next block
will be a four patch.
9 1/2" x 9 1/2" with the seam allowance.
( 9" x 9") finished.  Cut six. Iron and set aside.

Use a green print with white and solid green fabric.
We are making a scrap quilt made of many colors.


See you next week with Chapter Six.
13 in all.

Till we meet again,

Friday, July 5, 2013

MURDER MYSTERY FRIDAY

MURDER IN THE MANSION


Chapter Four
THE VOICE

"So Granny dear give me your arm,"  the voice said.  With a quick jab, the needle had sunk into her flesh and the deed was done.  Millicent hadn't made a sound.  She just fell deeper into sleep.  She would sleep the sleep of the angels. Permanently.  Her maid would find her in the morning  and no one would be the wiser.  Before "the voice" left the room,
they thought of all those millions.  Inheriting all that money made them almost dizzy with pleasure.

When the morning came, the news of her death didn't shock
the household staff.  Everyone would think it was natural.  A heart attack, maybe.  But the voice knew, "Heart attack, indeed."  She was an old nasty woman who needed to die. They just helped speed things up.  After all 96 years wasn't a bad life.

The police were called and an ambulance came to take her body away.  My husband and I stood at the front door as they entered and went to her room.  The police were very gentle with her, rapping her in a sheet and putting her into a body bag.  Interesting how gentle people are.  No one could hurt her now.  Not like those whom she had hurt.  All of the ones who tried to love her.  The police then left with her.  After answering some questions we went inside.  So this was the start of my day.  It wasn't even 10:00 am.  "What next?",  I said to Christopher.

No sooner had I said it, the
phone started ringing.  I was puzzled for a minute.  "Your kidding !!!  Are you sure!!!"
 I was in total disbelief.  "Honey you're not going to believe this...!"  As I handed Chris the phone,  I started to faint.
This was the last thing I would ever want to hear.



(Thank you, Curtis for letting me tell my story.  Janet)

 copyright 2013 Curtis Boehringer Mysteries 


If you are reading and quilting along...this weeks block in a very easy one.  Cut a floral print into a 9 1/2" square.
(9 1/2" x 9 1/2") that's with the seam allowance.

Cut six. Iron and set aside.
Use a pink floral print...fussy cut it if you want.
We are making a scrap quilt of many colors.

See you next week with Chapter Five.
13 in all.


Till we meet again,




Thursday, July 4, 2013

JULY THE FORTH

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY !!!


STARS & STRIPES FOREVER !!!


LET FREEDOM RING!!!


GAVE ME LIBERTY OR 
GAVE ME DEATH !!!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMERICA !!!!
EAT LOTS OF CAKE !!!

I think I've said it all !!!

Till we meet again,