Introduction

“Aha! Or the Mystery of the Queen’s Necklace” is a detective story (or rather parody) set in London, featuring the renowned detective Hawkshaw. The plot revolves around the theft of a valuable necklace from the Queen’s boudoir and the subsequent investigation led by Hawkshaw. The story, first published in The Tattler, the Brownwood High School paper, on February 15, 1923, is a parody of detective stories, inspired by Gus Mager’s comic strip character, Hawkshaw the Detective.

Hawkshaw the Detective appeared in a series of comic strips from the early 20th century, known for his distinctive features and his humorous, bumbling approach to solving crimes. This story mimics the style and character of Mager’s creation, adding a layer of satire to the detective genre.

Summary

The story begins with Hawkshaw, the great detective, smoking a stogy when the Colonel bursts into his room, excitedly informing him about the theft of the Queen’s necklace, valued at fifteen million shillings. Hawkshaw, having already read about the theft in the newspaper, feigns deducing the details of the robbery and impresses the Colonel with his apparent omniscience.

The Colonel presents the only clue found at the crime scene: a cigar stub. Hawkshaw examines the stub and deduces that the thief is a tall, lanky man with large feet, cross-eyes, and a size 5 hat. His reasoning is comically convoluted, attributing these characteristics to the shape and condition of the cigar stub.

An old man wearing large green glasses, a stooped posture, white hair, and a long beard enters, claiming to have a clue about the robbery. He reports seeing a man, about five feet tall and three hundred pounds, jumping out of the palace window at the time of the theft. Hawkshaw then shares his theory of the crime, describing a tall, cross-eyed man returning from a fishing trip who used his fishing rod to hook the necklace through the open window.

Suddenly, Hawkshaw accuses the old man of being the thief in disguise. He leaps upon the old man, ripping off his beard and wig to reveal a tall, gangling man with huge feet and crossed-eyes. The thief attempts to resist arrest with a butter knife, but the Colonel subdues him with a howitzer, and Hawkshaw retrieves the stolen necklace from his pocket.

The villain curses his luck as Hawkshaw handcuffs him, and the police are called to take him away. Later, after collecting the reward for recovering the necklace, the Colonel asks Hawkshaw how he knew the man was the thief. Hawkshaw reveals that he smelled fish on the man’s hands, indicating his recent fishing trip.

The story

Hawkshaw, the great detective, was smoking a stogy reflectively when the Colonel burst into the room.

“Have you heard—” he began excitedly, but Hawkshaw raised his hand depreciatingly.

“My dear Colonel,” he said. “You excite yourself unduly: you were about to tell me that the Queen’s necklace, valued at fifteen million shillings, was stolen from her boudoir and that so far Scotland Yard has found no trace of the thief although they have ransacked London.”

“You are a wonder, Hawkshaw,” exclaimed the Colonel admirlingly. “How did you know that?”

“Deduction, my dear Colonel,” replied Hawkshaw, surreptitiously concealing the newspaper in which was a full account of the robbery.

“Have you been to the palace?” he asked.

“I have,” was the reply. “And I brought the only clew to be found. This cigar stub was found just beneath the palace window.

Hawkshaw seized the stub and examined it carefully.

“Aha!” he exclaimed. “The man who stole the necklace was a very tall, lank, gangling person, with very large feet and cross-eyed. He wears a number 5 hat.”

“Wonderful!” exclaimed the Colonel, “and how may I ask do you deduce that? How do you even know that a person who smoked that cigar stole the necklace?”

“The stub is flattened on one side. That proves that its smoker had a large foot. He stepped on it and it would take a great deal of weight to even dent a cigar like that. I know that its smoker is the thief because it is a long stub and anyone who could stand one whiff of that cigar would smoke it entirely up. He would be that kind of man. He evidently dropped it in his haste to make his getaway.”

“But that hat? And his tallness and cross-eyes?”

“Any man that would smoke a cigar like that would wear about a number 5 hat. As for the tallness and cross-eyes I will explain later.”

Just then there came a tap at the door. The Colonel opened it and an old man entered. He wore large green glasses, was a great deal stooped and had white hair and a long white beard.

“You are the famous detective?” he addressed Hawkshaw. “I believe I have a clew to this theft. I passed along the opposite side of the street about the time the robbery was supposed to have taken place. A man jumped out of the palace window and walked rapidly up the street.”

“Umhum,” remarked Hawkshaw, “what kind of man was this?”

“He was about five feet tall and weighed perhaps three hundred lbs.,” was the reply.

“Umhum,” commented Hawkshaw, “would you mind listening to my theory?”

“I would be delighted,” answered the old man as he seated himself in the best chair.

“Well, then!” began Hawkshaw, rising and walking to the middle of the room so that he could gesture without knocking the table over. “At the time of robbery was committed a man was returning home from a fishing trip on the Thames. He carried a fishing pole on his shoulder and as he walked along he looked into the windows of houses he had passed while seemingly gazing straight ahead for he was very cross-eyed.” (Here the visitor started.) Hawkshaw went on, “The gentleman at last arrived in Windsor and passing the palace saw the necklace lying on the mahogany table. The window was open and though it was high off the ground he saw a way to get it. He was (and is) a very tall man and he had a long rod and line. Standing on tiptoes he made a cast through the window as if casting for trout. He hooked the necklace at the first throw and fled, dropping his cigar in his flight. He also stepped on the cigar. He eluded the police easily and thought to elude me by coming to me in disguise and seeking to divert suspicion in another direction.”

And with that Hawkshaw leaped upon the old man and gripped him by the beard and gave a terrific jerk. The old man gave a yell as he was jerked erect and yanked across the floor. Hawkshaw turned pale. He had made a mistake in identity? He placed a foot against the old gentleman’s face and grasping the beard firmly in both hands gave another jerk. Something gave way and Hawkshaw and his victim sprawled on the floor, Hawkshaw holding in his hands the false beard and wig. While the impostor was trying to rise, encumbered by his long coat the detective sprang nimbly up and with great dexterity kicked the huge green glasses from his face.

The “old man” was revealed as a tall, gangling man with huge feet and cross-eyes!

As he rose Hawkshaw advanced toward him with a pair of handcuffs.

“You are under arrest,” he said.

The man stepped back and drew a glittering butter knife from his pocket.

“I am a desperate man! Beware!” he said fiercely.

At that moment the Colonel recovered from his amazement enough to push the muzzle of a howitzer against the villain and he was soon handcuffed.

“Call the police, Colonel,” directed Hawkshaw, taking the necklace out of the fellow’s pocket.

“Curses!” hissed the villain, “tricked, foiled, baffled! Curses!”

“But, Hawkshaw,” asked the Colonel a few hours later, after they had collected the enormous reward that had been offered for the recovery of the necklace. “But Hawkshaw, how did you know that was the man?”

“My dear Colonel,” answered Hawkshaw as with a smile he lighted a stogy, “I smelt the fish on his hands.”

Characters

  • Hawkshaw: The great detective known for his impressive, albeit exaggerated, deductive skills. He leads the investigation and ultimately solves the case.
  • The Colonel: Hawkshaw’s associate who brings news of the theft and assists in subduing the thief.
  • The Thief: Initially disguised as an old man with large green glasses, white hair, and a long beard. He is revealed to be a tall, lanky man with large feet and crossed-eyes.
  • The Queen: The owner of the stolen necklace, though she does not appear directly in the story.
  • Scotland Yard: Mentioned as the agency that has been unable to find any trace of the thief.

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