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Page Six & THE DUNDEE OBSERVER, DUNDEE, N. Y., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 17, 1938 tion by the Governor — that ’ s a - more hopeful possibility, later on. ” And he departed; and Phil went back to his mother and Mary ’ s let ter. Since Mary ’ s marriage to Jimmy Endle, they had had news of her only indirectly, through Mrs. Harry Murr, who knew everything; and through that encounter with Mrs. Loran, Endle ’ s sister. Phil was bit ter toward Mary; but Mrs. Sentry tvould hear no word of criticism. “ You mustn ’ t blame her, Phil, ” she insisted. “ When a ship is wrecked, people have to — snatch at anything! ” Now he came back into the living- room to find his mother sitting with streaming eyes, the letter in her nerveless hands. She extended it to him ; and he read it in slow rising rage. Dear Mother and the rest of you: Well, I ’ ve been following the fortunes of the grand old family name in the home papers. Stout fellows, all of you, to stick with the sinking ship; but even a rat knows enough to leave on such oc casions rm the-rati Sorry, but there it is. I ’ ve got a sinking ship on my own hands, but there will be plenty of sal vage. After we left home, we honey mooned as far as New York, and by that time, being mutually bored, were ready for company Picked up half a dozen oh such congenial spirits, and a hundred cases of ditto, tried Jamaica, Havana, Bermuda, and other places too numerous to mention. Finally drifted back here to get rid of our sea legs and pink elephants and red, white, and blue mice. ‘ Since then I ’ ve had some trouble find ing places to lay my head, my own bed being so often occupied; but Florida has decided to go after the divorce trade in a big way, so I won ’ t even have to go to Reno. Irs hot here already, but I can stand it till my sentence Is served. The lawyers say I ’ ll get about a thousand dollars a month and found; and I ’ ve got another place ln sight. Fine old Cas tilian family from Rio. The boy ’ s only twenty-four, with no mother to guide him. and he can ’ t resist my rapidly nta- turing charms. He counts his beef crit ters, I am told, in terms of light years. We shall probably live on the Riviera. Give my dearest love to father. It ’ s through him I have met so many charm ing people. Your Mary Phil read, and his face was like i ice. He crumpled the stiff note- i paper in his hand and strode to ward the fireplace, without looking at his mother, without speaking ; but she said quickly: “ No, Phil. You didn ’ t read the last page. ” Phil looked at her then, saw again her tears; but he saw too that they were not tears of anger, nor even of hopeless grief ; and he smoothed out the wrinkled paper and read on the other side, like a belated post script : Mother, when I was little and terribly hurt, I ’ d run to you, crying, and kick your shins awfully, and then feel better. Remember? You never seemed to mind, seemed to understand. He read these lines two or three times, and some faint understand ing came to him. He said, half-re lenting, “ You want to keep it? ” “ Yes. ” ! “ Going to write to her? ” “ Just a line, ” she said. “ Just three or four words. That ’ s all she wants, all I can give. ” He left her- with the letter in her hands, smoothing it across her knees, stroking it almost caressing- | ly. As he passed through the hall, he heard her deep inhalation, as though rt were hard to fill her ach ing, empty lungs. Mary was gone, he thought; lost to them. And Barbara too? She no longer showed a temperature every night and morning, yet except when Dan was with her she seemed weak and weaker, as though her life were draining slowly away. Phil went i up to her now. He found her lying relaxed, flat on her back, her legs straight, her hands at her sides; and near her head the clock ticked, ticked. The room was very still, and Phil looked at her and thought she was asleep, CHAPTER XI I _ ■ Mrs. Sentry went to see her hus- [band on the morning after the jury ’ s [verdict was returned. Phil drove her to the prison, but she would not let him come in. “ Not this time, Phil, ” she said, and she was smiling, something in her eyes which he had never seen there before. “ Not this time, ” she repeated. “ This is for Arthur and me. A reunion, Phil. ” And she got out of the car and [walked almost proudly toward the [forbidding door; and Phil watched Jher, wondering at the change in her 'in these recent days. She seemed increasingly frail; but also she 'seemed somehow younger, and (there was a quality in her counte nance he found it hard to name, a sort of translucent clarity, as though all confusion was gone out of her and her heart was quite serene. When she came out, not long aft- i'er, she wore radiance. She got in beside Phil, and she leaned sudden ly and kissed him and said, “ You look as he did when we were young, Phil. ” [ He set the car in motion. “ How is I he? ” he asked. “ I left him fine. ” ! He nodded. “ Did you make any | plans? About the appeal, or any- ’ thing? Or about buying out Mr. Lor an? ” i She even laughed a little. She |said: “ Heavens, no! We just talked I about each other. ” And after a mo- iment she told him, “ Phil, every thing he said about what happened ' that night was true. ” i “ I believe him, ” he assented. • “ But of course what we believe I doesn ’ t help much. ” [ . “ It helps me much, ” she con fessed. “ It helps me. So long as I know — I can manage not to mind iso much what others believe. What- iever happens. ” They came home thus, and went J up to see Barbara; and Barbara 'watched her mother and seemed in isome way to be better suddenly. And the days went on. • It was Mr. Sentry himself who presently assumed the decisive (voice in the matter of buying the I business from Mr. Loran. Phil and | his mother were still uncertain what Ito do about this, when Mr. Hare .came to the house a few days after jthe trial ended to say that Mr. Sen- dry had sent for him, had discussed the question. “ I told him Mr. Loran ’ s proposi tion, ” he explained. “ He feels that 'the valuation set up by Mr. Loran (is too low, and so he believes it is better to buy than to sell. ” Mrs. Sentry said: “ What about payment? I should not care to buy on anything but a cash basis. ” Hare assured her: “ That can be managed. I went over it with Mr. Sentry, and later with his brokers. His investments are in good shape. ” “ I prefer not to see Mr. Loran myself,” Mrs. Sentry remarked. “ It would be painful to him and to me. ” ► “ Of course, ” Hare agreed. “ But I can handle the whole transaction, under proper powers. ” She asked, after a moment, “ Has Mr. Sentry talked with Mr. Falkran about the appeal? ” “ No. Falkran is to see him to morrow morning. ” “ Mr. Falkran was here yester day, ” she explained. “ To discuss it with me. To explain some of the things — ” And she said: “ I did not always understand him, the techni cal points. I told him we wished to take every proper measure. But I warned him that we did not want any tricks, evasions, miserable meaningless delays. ” She asked suddenly, “ What do you think, Dean? ” Hare hesitated. “ Well, it ’ s possi ble he might get a new trial. ” “ Do you feel that Mr. Sentry had a fair trial? ” The lawyer hesitated. “ I ’ m not experienced in criminal cases, ” he said evasively. Mrs. Sentry nodded. “ I see. You think he did. ” Phil urged, “ But Mr. Hare, an other jury might believe father; might believe it was an accident. ” Then he was silenced; for the post man had just rung, and Nellie came in with letters for Mrs. Sentry. She glanced at the topmost. “ Oh! ” she whispered. “It ’ s ' ..a Mary! ” And instantly her eyes were fountains. Dean Hare rose quickly to depart. Phil went with him to the door, and he asked the older man, “ What do you think about an appeal, sir, hon estly? ” Hare said after a moment: “ Well, Phil, there ’ s always 1 chance. Falk ran is clever. But — ., doubt if a new trial would help, ’ lless some new ev idence - trr ns,^i .. A ^commuta- She Murmured, “ — Bite Off My Tongue. ” , and then she spoke, as slie some- | times ..did _in her sleep, in almost natural'tones. \ ~~~ — She murmured, “ — bite off my tongue. ” Phil, remembering Doctor Main- ton ’ s instructions, asked softly: “ Why? Why, Barb? ” He came near her, sat close beside her. “ I won ’ t tell! ” she murmured. “ I won ’ t tell! I ’ ll bite off my tongue! ” “ You don ’ t have to tell anything, Barb dear. ” She said, in a dull fashion: “ I don ’ t want to go to sleep. I dream if I sleep. I ’ m not asleep, not asleep. ” “ No. ” '- < - “ They can ’ t make me tell. ” 1 “ Of course not, Barb. ” She whispered, eyes tight closed: “ But I saw him, saw him that night, down there. Mr. Flood knows I know, and he ’ ll try to make me tell. ” “ It ’ s all right, Barb. ” “ I can ’ t tell if I can talk, can I? ” She smiled in a sly, secret fashion. “ Asleep, Barb? ” He was leaning near, close beside her, close above her, close, protecting her. “It ’ s all right, Barb. ” “ No, ” she said. “ No, I ’ m think- j ing. ” “ What are you thinking? ” “ If I can ’ t talk, they can ’ t make me, can they? Because if I did, it would kill him. And he didn ’ t do it, Phil! ” Phil touched her brow to see whether she was feverish. Her head was cool, yet at his touch she moved convulsively, like one awakening. Her eyes opened and she saw him, and she said quickly: “ I wasn ’ t talk ing. I wasn ’ t talking. I can ’ t talk. ” “ You ’ re talking now, Barb. You ’ re all right. ” “ Oh! ” she whispered. “ Was I? ” “ Yes, ” he assured her. “ You were talking as well as anyone. ” “ I heard myself, ” she admitted, and she said: “ Phil, I ’ m better! I ’ m better, Phil! ” “ You ’ re fine, ” he told her. His own heart was pounding; he was glad for the drawn shades, the shad ows in the room, so that she could not see his excitement. “ You can talk, Barb. You can talk now. ” “ Yes, ” she said, wonderingly. “ I can talk. Why, I am talking. Phil, I heard myself talking in my sleep. ” “ You ’ re not asleep now. You ’ re talking now. ” His pulse raced with the thought: She is better, better! “ I can talk to mother! ” she cried. “ Phil, I'can talk to mother! ” “ Yes, to anyone. ” “ To Linda? ” “ Yes, of course. ” “ To Dan? ” “ Yes, to Dan. ” He saw color suffuse her white cheek. “ To Dan, ” she whispered. “ To Dan, to Dan. ” Murmuring, her eyes drooping. “ Dan . . . Dan ... ” And quietly, she was asleep. Phil saw her breathing ease to a regular and even beat. When he could leave without awakening her, he went in haste to tell his moth er; and to telephone jubilantly to Doctor Mainton. The doctor was delighted. “ Fine! ” he cried. “ She may sleep twelve hours, twenty-four; but she ’ ll wake as good as new. ” He was almost right. Barbara slept till noon next day; and when she woke, she spoke easily and nat urally. On the second day she was able to sit up; on the third, to get out of bed. But before that, another thing had happened to bring them something like peace. Mr. Falkran saw his client; Mr. Sentry directed him not to appeal. After it had been determined to buy out Mr. Loran, Phil accepted the decision almost gratefully. The dissolution of the partnership was arranged to take place as of April I. During the interval before that date, Phil went daily to the of fice. Mr. Loran, as he had ex pected, received him with restraint. Phil saw that Loran, too, had suf fered from the ordeal they had all endured; and when their first talk of business matters was done, the boy said apologetically: “ Mr. Loran, I want to tell you. Mother and I didn ’ t know — what was going' to happen at the trial. I mean, about mentioning you. ” “ Forget it, ” Mr. Loran told him. “ Damned lawyer ’ s trick, that ’ s all; to throw mud at random and try to make it stick. Falkran knew that. Just dragging a dead herring across the trail. ” And he said: “ I ’ m going out of town tomorrow. Be back April 1 to clean up the whole thing here. You can be learning the ropes. And of course, Miss Randall has been here nearly twenty years. She could run the business alone if you let her. You ’ ll get along. ” Phil had his misgivings ; but when after the first of April he took full charge, matters went — to his own surprise — very well. On routine mat ters, Miss Randall could advise him ; and the momentum of the busi ness would carry it for a while. There were resignations, but none, that were sufficiently important to ’ cripple the organization. And those major decisions, in which a mistake in judgment might have proved ' costly, did not crowd upon him. : But despite this, his world was' suddenly awry. From the day the' papers had been signed, he saw lit- j tie of Linda. She sometimes camej to the house, and he had glimpses' of her ; but she never stayed long, I and Phil missed her, and one eve-' ning told her so. j “ I don ’ t blame you, of course, ” he | said reluctantly. “ After all, you ’ ve i given us a lot of time, been wonder- i fully generous. I can understand' that you have other things — ” - S he .smiled ggcretly. .-l ‘ Urn._^zgry busy just now, Phil, ” ~she admitted. He had, during April, other con cerns. Three times he saw his fa ther, going to the state prison with Mr. Hare. It was necessary for Phil to acquaint himself with every de tail of the family affairs. In lieu of a will, Mr. Sentry made deeds of gift r and arrangements were con certed to meet gift or inheritance taxes without a sacrifice of assets. Also, he set up a trust for Mr. Wines, the father of the dead girl, so that the old man ’ s remaining years of life might be secure. At the end of the third occasion, all was done; and then, under the guard ’ s eye, Phil and his father bade each other good-by. “ Don ’ t come again, Phil, ” Mr. Sentry said. Mr. Hare stepped away so that they might speak alone. Phil felt suddenly empty. “ But father, mother will want to come! ” Mr. Sentry smiled. “ Of course! If she wishes. But not you children. I ’ d rather you didn ’ t; and certainly not the girls. ” And he asked, “ How are they? ” “ Fine. ” “ Mary — happy with Mr. Endle? ” “ Yes. ” “ Barbara well again? ” “ Yes. ” Mr. Sentry nodded. Phil waited; and his father said at last: “ Phil — 1 don ’ t know that it matters now. But I want you to know a thing or two. ” Phil felt his cheek stiff with pain. “ About my testimony, Phil. ” The older man faced his son fairly. “ All I said about that night was true. I didn ’ t know Miss Wines was there. I shot her by accident. And — I had had nothing to do with her. ” Phil ’ s throat was full; but he man aged to speak. “ I believed you, fa ther, ” he said. “ We all did. That it was — an accident! ” Mr. Sentry cleared his throat. “ About the woman last summer, ” he said, “ and the other, long ago. All that is between your mother and me. She knows they — didn ’ t touch what she and I had together. ” Phil could not speak; and the old er man said: “ About the appeal. Ap peals, delays, tricks wouldn ’ t help in the long run. I hope you — under stood my decision. ” Phil said slowly: “ Yes sir! But you don ’ t need to consider us. We ’ re up to it. ” He added: “ Of course, Mr. Hare says perhaps the Gover nor — Well, I mean if we can make him believe you — ” Sentry shook his head. “ No, Phil. That ’ s the jury ’ s province, to de cide whether I told the truth or not. If they didn ’ t believe me, the Gov ernor has no right to say they were wrong. ” “ Mr. Falkran says he could get a new trial — ” “ I had a fair trial! Bob Flood let Falkran get away with a lot of things. ” Mr. Sentry ’ s lips set. “ I won ’ t put you all through that again, Phil! ” And he said, almost curtly: “ So — that ’ s all, then. Good-by!” Outside, Phil found himself trem bling. He said apologetically to Mr. Hare, “ I feel about ten years old, right now. ” “ So do all men, sometimes,” Mr. Hare assented. “ But they never let anyone guess, except their wives. ” April slipped away; and Phil missod Linda more and more. But on the first day of May, he reached the office at the usual hour, rang for a stenographer — and Linda came in. Phil stared at her. She seated herself at the end of his desk, opened a notebook, laid sharp pen cils ready. ! He cried: “ Linda! What are you doing here? ” “ Came to take your letters. ” • ‘ But how did you get here? ” “ I persuaded Miss Randall to give me the job. ” “ But you can ’ t — ” “ Don ’ t you believe ft, ” she retort ed. ‘ 'Nobody can get a job under Miss Randall unless they can prove they ’ re good. Certainly not a girl like me. You know, one of the idle rich? We have to prove we ’ ve got everything. ” “ But you — ” “ Shorthand, typing, business forms, everything, ” she assured him gaily. “ If you don ’ t believe me, try me. ” And she said then: “ I ought to be good! I ’ ve been work ing at it, studying twelve hours a day for six weeks, and practicing besides. Hence these dark shad ows under my lovely eyes. Notice? ” And when he could not speak, she demanded: “ Mean to say you haven ’ t missed me? Haven ’ t you even noticed that I ’ d quit being un derfoot around your house all the time? ” “ Gosh, I ’ ve missed you awfully. But Lin, what ’ s the idea? ” “ The idea, young fellow-me-lad, ” she said, speaking lightly lest her throat swell with tears, “ the idea is that I have diagnosed your case, and written your prescription, and the prescription is me, taken regu larly, in large doses. So when you go into business, into business go I. When you sit all day at a desk, I pull my chair up to the corner of the same desk. You ’ ll be spending most of your time here for a while. Well, so will I. ” “ What do your folks think about it? ” “ Highly approve, ” she assure^ him. “ Would you like me to get my father ’ s consent? ” “ Oh, you can ’ t do this, Linda! ” “ Of course I can. ” “ Be here all day with me? ” She spoke huskily. “ Be anywhere, always, Phil, with you. ” “ You ’ ll marry somebody — ” “ You, if you ’ ll have me. ” “ You know I can ’ t, Lin! ” “ Then at least I can be your sec- reiaiy.' “ You ’ re so doggoned stubborn. ” “ But efficient! ” He grinned. “ All right, ” he said. “ You know it will be grand for me, having you around. ” “ Me too, Phil. ” “ Take a letter! ” Her pencil poised; began to fly. (To be Continued) Dundee Central School Highlights Continued From Page Three We ’ ll be full of glee If we pass them with a “ B ” . Norma Rarrick Music Thursday, November 10th, Miss Vroman, accompanied by Harriet Watling, Isadore Ide, Marjory Ryan, Rebecca Brate, and Cole Sebring, went to Keuka college to hear the Vienna Choir Boys. The program, rendered by twenty boys, with ages ranging approximately from 9 to 13, was enjoyed immensely by all. No, words can describe the beautiful sing-j ing and so I will not attempt this im possible task. [ ' The history of the Choir is very in-1 teresting. The founding of the Vienna Choir Bo-ys was made four centuries ago by Emperor Maximi lian for the purpose of enhancing the religious services at the court chapel in Vienna. Haydn, Mozart, Beetho- ] ven, and Schubert (the latter himself' a choir boy) composed works especi-1 ■ ally for this organization. Great con- , i ductors, such as Mahler, Richard [Struaess, and Toscanini have unstin- I tingly praised their artistic collabora- j . tion. | j This last tour of the Boys is the , seventh in America. We were very fortunate to have heard them. Their program was as follows: I Vexilla regis(in five parts),Palestrina Ave Maria ............................ Vittoria Allelujah( soprano solo),W. A. Mozart Psalm 23 ................... Franz Schubert II i Bastien and Bastienne, Opera in one Act ............................. W. A. Mozart j Mozart composed this opera at the age of twelve. It was presented for the first time in Vienna in 1768. I Bastienne ............................ Soprano Bastien ................................... Mezzo Colas, a sorcerer .......................... Alto Bastienne, abandoned by her sweet heart confides this trouble to Colas, who assures her that his magic art is always successful in lovers quarrels. He telld her that at heart, Bastien really loves her but advises her to be fickle as a little ruse to win him. She agrees to follow this counsel. j Bastien appears and confides his in tention to marry Bastienne to. Colas . who tells him that she has another , love. Bastien pleads for help' and ! Colas consults the magician ’ s hand- i book which tells him that Bastienne j is on her way to them. Bastien [ , rushes to her but is turned away. He ' contemplates jumping in the river but finally she relents. They embrace and make their wedding plans. III Der Braeutigam, Maerznacht, ... , .......................... Johannes Brahms. Es fiel ein Himmelstau. Old Ger man Madrigal (16th century). Madele ruck, Hopsa Schwabenliesel German Folksongs (early 19th cen tury). La Girometta ........................ Sibella Kaiser Walzer ........... Johann Stauss This program was so enjoyed by all that there were two encores: and the “ Beautiful Blue Danube” . The soprano was so well and beau tifully rendered that it left the audi ence breathless. There was a half sigh, and then, — applause, which fin ally made the little soprano smile for the first time. □ In the opera, eight of the boys dressed as girls of 1700 and another eight as the men dressed in that period. The other four were the three principals and a herald. This opera won the hearts of the audience bcause it really was a miniature light opera. Colas was particularly good because he would roll his eyes at the ladies, toss his shoulders and swagger across the stage in true operatic style. All the selections were sung in German, and the fast tempo of the Folksongs made it sound very diffi cult. They were ‘ tongue-twisting ” songs but were easy to listen to. Marjory L. Ryan SEE THE NEW CARS WHEG and WHAM ORCHESTRAS AHD RADIO PERSOHALITIES 07ER 280 QIFFEREHT MODELS SEE INTERESTING “ SAFETY LAHE\ EDGERTON >ftRK. >. . ROCHESTER THE DUNDEE OBSERVER Is On Sale At Anderson ’ s Drug Store and the Observer office DISTRICT ATTORNEY ’ S PRECEPT In the Name of the People of the State of New York; To the Sheriff of the County of Yates: Whereas, a trial term of the Su preme Court is to be held in and for the County of Yates at the Court House, in the Village of Penn Yan, on the 21st day of November, 1938; We command you, in pursuance of the provisions of the Statute in such case made and provided: 1st. That you summon the several persons who have been drawn in said County of Yates, pursuant to law, to serve as grand Jurors and Petit Jurors at said Court, to appear there at. 2d. That you bring before the said Court all prisoners then being in the jail of said county, together with all processes and proceedings in any way concerning them, in your hands as such Sheriff. 3d. That you make proclamation in the manner prescribed by law, no tifying all persons bound to appear at said Court, by recognizance or otherwise, to appear thereat, and re quiring all Justices of the Peace, Coro ners, and other officers who have taken any recognizance for the ap pearance of any persons at such court, or who shall have taken any in quisition or examination of any prisoner or witness, to return such recognizances, inquisitions and ex aminations to the said Court at the opening thereof, on the first day of its sitting. Witness: Hon. John VanVoorhis, Justice of the Supreme Court, this 25th day of October, 1938. E. R. EMERSON, HOMER C. PELTON Clerk. District Attorney PROCLAMATION Whereas, a trial term of the Su preme Court is appointed to be held at the Court House, in the Village of Penn Yan, in and for the County of Yates, on the 21st day of November, 1938, Proclamation is, therefore, made, in conformity to a precept, to me directed and delivered by the Dis trict Attorney of Yates County, on the 27th day of October, 1938, to all per sons bound to appear at the said term of Supreme Court by recognizance, or otherwise, to appear thereat, and all Justices of the Peace, Coroners and other officers who have taken any rec ognizance for the appearance of any person at such Court, or who have taken any inquisition, or examination of any prisoner or witness, are noti fied, to return such recognizances, inquisitions and examinations to the said Court, at the opening thereof, on the first day of said Court. Dated at the Village of Penn Yan, in said County of Yates, this 27 day of October, 1938. JAY W. FITZWATER, Sheriff of Yates County. ____________________________ 21-3 NOTICE TO CREDITORS Pursuant to an order of Hon. Gil bert H. Baker, Surrogate of the Coun ty of Yates, notice ,is hereby given, according to law, to all persons hav ing claims against Dora M. Franklin, late of the town of Starkey, County of Yates, State of New York, de ceased, to present the same, with the vouchers thereof, to the undersigned, executor of said deceased, at his resi dence, Dundee, New York, on or be fore the 18th day of May, 1939. Dated November 10, 1938. JOHN S. PORTER, TP VOPllf AY* H. C. & H. B. HARPENDING Attorneys for Executor Office and Post Office Address Dundee, New York 11-17/27 NOTICE TO CREDITORS Pursuant to an order of Hon. Gil bert H. Baker, Surrogate of the Coun ty of Yates, notice is hereby given, according to law, to all persons hav ing claims against Lizzie Darrin, late of the town of Starkey, County of Yates, State of New York, deceased, to present the same, with vouchers thereof, to the undersigned, executor of said deceased, at Dundee State Bank, Dundee, New York, on or be fore the 22nd day of December, 1938. Dated, June 17, 1938. Cornelius J. Sackett, Executor Dundee, N. Y. H. C. & H. B. Harpending Attorneys for Executor Dundee, New York 6-23/27-p C. E. SHEPARD Optometrist Careful examination of the eyes Modern glasses at reason able prices. With SHEPARD & GRADY Jewelers, Penn Yan, N. Y. “ Every Winter had Terrible Colds ” Nurse ’ s Grateful Letter ‘ T< want to thank you for tho wonderful cough and cold medicine, BUCKLEY ’ S MIXTURE. I bought the first bottle last winter, for the old gentleman whom I a m taking care of, for he had had terrible colds every winter. 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