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Joseph Smith Fletcher

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Born February 7, 1863
Died January 30, 1935 (71 years old)
Halifax, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland
Also known as: J. S. Fletcher, J S Fletcher
35 books
3.4 (11)
121 readers

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British journalist and author

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The Charing Cross Mystery

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The Charing Cross Mystery follows a young lawyer, Hetherwick, who happens to be on a train alongside a former police inspector who dies suddenly in front of him. The other man in the carriage runs off at the next stop and vanishes. Hetherwick takes it upon himself to investigate what turns out to be a murder. J. S. Fletcher originally wrote the story in 1922 for a weekly magazine, who called it Black Money. It was published in a single volume in 1923 as The Charing Cross Mystery and immediately had to be reprinted because of its popularity. The novel is a classic Edwardian detective novel where the plot twists and turns as more and more people become involved in the investigation, both as investigators and as suspects.

The Massingham Butterfly

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A series of excellent stories by this eminent writer of detective fiction. These tales of mystery, love and adventure make absorbing reading, for J. S. Fletcher has mastered the art of holding his reader's attention. The thrills, surprises, mystifications and knotty problems which this writer provides, keep the attention glued to the page. His stories are always an excellent tonic for the weary and overworked. This popular writer showed in his book Green Ink that he was a master of the short story.

The Valley of headstrong men

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An easy-to-read biography of the sailor who never fully recognized the importance of his discovery which changed history.

The Copper Box

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Light romantic mystery without a detective or murder, mainly interesting in its setting in Northumberland.

Scarhaven Keep

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Scarhaven. A beautiful English town by the ocean, or a harbor for murder and mystery? When a famous actor goes missing, the search leads playwright Richard Copplestone to the seaside town of Scarhaven. Every clue seems to raise more questions, and Copplestone uncovers layer after layer of dark secrets, many of them involving the attractive Audrey Greyle and her family. But the intrigue goes far deeper than anyone in Scarhaven suspects. If Copplestone does not discover the truth soon, he risks endangering the lives of the friends he has made in Scarhaven -- including Audrey's. - Back cover.

The Middle of Things

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> A habitual late night stroll down Markendale Square plunges Viner into the middle of things most mysterious and most perplexing. A murder, an imposter, secret papers, all combine to mystify even the police themselves. Is Hyde as innocent of the crime as he claims? What is the clue of the veiled woman and the diamond ring? Things are not what they seem to be and how can Viner prove the man’s innocence? (Summary by Kehinde)

The Talleyrand Maxim

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The “Talleyrand Maxim” holds that “With time and patience, the mulberry leaf is turned into satin.” The adage has the character of guidance for life for an ambitious legal clerk, Linford Pratt. Unlike most people, he decides to take extreme measures to get what he believes is his due.

Dead Men's Money

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>A mysterious one-eyed stranger, a midnight meeting at a lonely spot on the Scottish border, the secret password "Panama", and a corpse This is the situation Hugh Moneylaws, a young law clerk finds himself facing. Who murdered the man he was sent to meet, and why? With the only two men who knew the purpose of the meeting dead, it would seem a puzzle that would never be solved. Yet to save himself and his fiance, Hugh must solve the puzzle of the "Dead Men's Money".

The Paradise Mystery

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American tourists, sure appreciators of all that is ancient and picturesque in England, invariably come to a halt, holding their breath in a sudden catch of wonder, as they pass through the half-ruinous gateway which admits to the Close of Wrychester. Nowhere else in England is there a fairer prospect of old-world peace. There before their eyes, set in the centre of a great green sward, fringed by tall elms and giant beeches, rises the vast fabric of the thirteenth-century Cathedral, its high spire piercing the skies in which rooks are for ever circling and calling.