Tag: John Rhode

#1940 Club: Death on the Boat Train and Murder at Lilac Cottage by John Rhode

According to Wikipedia, in 1940, Major Cecil John Street, published five novels, 3 under his pseudonym of Miles Burton (one of which Mr. Westerby Missing has been reviewed earlier on the blog) and two under the name of John Rhode. For the #1940 Club, I read those two. Death on the Boat Train finds the … Continue reading #1940 Club: Death on the Boat Train and Murder at Lilac Cottage by John Rhode →

Two Mysteries by John Rhode: Death on Sunday (1939) and Death at the Helm (1941)

After reading three mysteries by Miles Burton recently, I was able to borrow two mysteries of Cecil John Street's other nom de plume, John Rhode. Death on a Sunday begins in Barleyfield Park, a rather upper-class boarding house that caters to the respectable gentry. There are people who have been knighted, reverends, widows with money... … Continue reading Two Mysteries by John Rhode: Death on Sunday (1939) and Death at the Helm (1941) →

Forgotten Books: Two Novels by Miles Burton

MR. WESTERBY MISSING (1940) Has it ever happened that you have wanted to shake the police-man sleuth in a novel, asking him to wake up? He is one of the finest, an officer of Scotland Yard, and yet why is he so clueless? It happened to me in John Rhode’s The Murders in Praed Street … Continue reading Forgotten Books: Two Novels by Miles Burton →

Forgotten Books: Five Mysteries by Rhode, Rinehart, Jackson, and Vine

Very brief descriptions of five mysteries read at the fag-end of this year.The Murders in Praed Street by John Rhode (1928)A book which begins extremely well as a man receives a call from a hospital to come and identify a body. He reaches there only to be told that no such call had been made … Continue reading Forgotten Books: Five Mysteries by Rhode, Rinehart, Jackson, and Vine →

Murder during a Mock Attack: John Rhode’s Night Exercise

Listening there, in tense expectation of the first sudden shot which would tell that the opposing forces had made contact, Ledbury felt a quickening of the pulses. Ridiculous, perhaps, for this was merely an exercise, a mock-battle, in which imagination ruled and much had to be taken for granted. But, after all, it was a … Continue reading Murder during a Mock Attack: John Rhode’s Night Exercise →