Every once in a while there breaks a news story so pregnant with sensation that city editors lick their chops and fervently mutter, "Oh, boy! That's made to order!" The trial of a "lovely society heiress" for the murder of a "noted architect," with a "beautiful nightclub dancer" as star witness for the prosecution would be just such a story. Last week Hearst's New York American was full of it. But the story was literally made to order—an ingenious new circulation stunt.
No mere mystery-serial was "The Trial of Vivienne Ware."...
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