A Walk on the Widers Side Other people die of mumps Or general decay, Of fevers, chills or other ills But Wilders walk away. That's the little ditty they all sing in the quaintly picturesque New England village of Wilders Lane. That's part of the mystery too, of course. You see from pre-Revolutionary War times on, members of the Wilder family never die; they walk way-disappear into thin air-forever. Footprints on a deserted beach may simply stop. A man who enters an office building is never seen again. Teen-aged Ellen Wilder is waiting for a bus when she walks away. Well, not quite. Reynold Frame, a photojournalist on assignment from Life, finds a fresh grave with the murdered girl in it. Frame begins an investigation. And then he too disappears! One thing is certain. Wilders may wander off as they please, but readers will be riveted by this marvelous tour-de-force.

On February 8th, 1855, the quaint countryside villages of Devon were visited by the devil. At least that's how legend has it, with prints in the snow of a meandering creature with two hooves. But it wasn't until 1950 that New Zealander Norman Berrow told the whole story of the satanic visit, and this time the hoofprints bring murder! Luckily, the modern inhabitants of the village of Steeple Thelming have Detective-Inspector Lancelot Carolus Smith to aid them in their search for the truth behind the prints in the snow. And thanks to Gavin L. O'Keefe, modern readers need not merely imagine where the meandering hoofprints lead; they can consult the handy Dell-like map on the back of the jacket. Bravo, Gavin!

ROGER GUERRIN died alone in a locked and guarded room, beyong the reach of human hands. Algy Lawrence, with sleepy eyes and a lazy grin, refused to believe in ghosts. Yet with all his detailed knowledge of sealed room trickery, he could not explain the mystery of this "miracle" murder. And then faced with a second crime which could not possibley have been committed, he began to wonder, at last, if somebody had conjured up an invisible demon who could blast out locks and walk through solid walls... Whistle up the Devil is an ingenious brain-teaser which plays completely fair with the reader.