The Murder Of Conan Doyle

May, 1955

The Murder of Conan DoyleThe other day, a member of our staff slunk into the office smoking a calabash pipe, wearing a deerstalker cap and muttering in nasal tones faintly reminiscent of Basil Rathbone. Since this individual has frequently displayed a marked tendency toward eccentric behavior, we shrugged it all off as the latest manifestation of his twisted though talented mind and went about our usual editorial task of (continued on next page) separating paper clips without giving the matter a...