The Syracuse Journal, Volume 26, Number 43, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 15 February 1934 — Page 3

THURSDAY, FEB. 15, 1534.

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CHAPTER V

Choo Choo Train With the exception of the mysterious woman In blue, whom they bad been unable to identify. Carhigab and Kilday had questioned every one known to be connected with Jim Franklin's murder, except Choo Chon | ! Train. Her apartment was their destination the following morning. The actress was having breakfast In bed and. upon learning their errand. had the maid usher them In without formality. Before her. on the coveflet, was a confudtm-of newspapers. She brushed them t«» the floor, and leaned forward, her chin cupped In a slender hatid. “I was reading about Jim.” she said. “Tell me what happened.” Kilday sat un« t.ui. ■•nobly on the edge of his chair. ”1 gneag you know as much as I do. If you’ve read all those papers.” The actress shnigged Impatiently. “Ir I U-iieved them." her tope wascon : ■ tempi'll*eis. ’T<l behove he was murdered by a dozen people, Including myself. | >,e I’m supp «-d to be the woman In the cas«>.” •'You’ve been reading Topics.” de | dared Kilday. ' Half a million other people have. Choo Choo clenched the cover let ‘Mr press ifcent tli'i.ks It’s a great stnnL He woke me up this mornin;’, to gloat over the front page pul*!,, it v H«-d lus-ti rvndiitigT "And what do yon think?’’ Peter inquired gravely. The woman shrtured. “I guess I’m not supposed tn think,” she said slowly, with no attempt disguise her bitterness ”Me. I’m Jnet a show girl. A dead lover Isn’t supposed to mean a thing In the world to me but front page publicity and imore etts tomers at the box office. "I'm fmd the woman ip the case.’’ •be rep-a •d. with an ache In her voice. Both men were silent. Kilday, sit--ting very erect, was loqkilag out the window, plainly reluctant to .gaze woman’s pain. Peter was uncomfortably aware that he had not expected anything like (his. The Choo Choo Train he had pictured as Jim Franklin's mistress —(the woman who had. quarrph I with her lover in Doctor' Ab’-" - II very different In his Imagination. The clink of china, as the maid brought a<! 1 : nai cups and another pot of coffee, was a weKxuue inter•Pm Just ths Woman In-ths Cass." ruption. Peter, whd had already breakfasted, accepted the cup gratefully. •Good girl, Marie.” their hostess 4 praised the maid. "You made that entrance just in time, I was abbot to emote." She held out her cup for more coffee with a hand that did not tremble. “And now.” she continued, after | the maid had left, "let’s haife th > What did you want to see me about. Sergeant Kilday?” It was Peter who took up the questioning. “You went to the church to aee Franklin yesterday," he said gravely. "Why? We need to know that, first” - Choo Choo shrugged, "I wanted to see the wedding." she replied simply. 1 “If you were a woman, you might understand. I’d never been to a wed- i ding like that. And then, you we. ' . Jim Franklin was my roan. That made a big difference, too. “Oh. of course,” she hurried on to ’ any. "I could have stood out In front with the crowd. Rut I wanted to see the whole thing-wanted a grandstand seat. After all, that wasn’t sueh a lot to ask." “I see." Peter thought he did see. •And Franklin didn’t want you to be there. Was that It?" The woman nodded her head. “Then how did yon happen to go? You must have discussed this with Franklin, before the wedding, didn’t ■jsuF "Yea. we had talked about It, of course. As a matter of fact, we had • couple of pretty stormy scenes over It Jim wouldn’t understand why I j

should want to go. unless It was Just to humiliate him. There were a lot of things he couldn’t, understand about me. I guess." “Rut just the same you went, yesterday.” "Yes. I went But he asked me to, or at least. I thnncht he did. Yesterday afternoon. Fletcher—that’s Jim’s man-servant —phorod tn snv that Jim had changed hfs mind, and I went.” j "Rut when you arrived.” Peter continued. ren'emh‘'r'sg the story that Nick Kovee bad told. "Franklin was ancry. Evidently he was not expecting you. Is that correct?” The actress nodded reluctantly. “I wont to the side entrance. Just like Fie cber to’d me to. J*n< was standing jvst ins'de. Nick Royce was there, too. " ’What are you doing here. Choo Cho«i?‘ Jim said. ‘I thought I told yon to stay a wav from here.' " ‘Yes, but I got your message,' I , told h'm. " ‘What mes®a'’e?’ Jim demanded. It w:>« . vto -op tow anery he .was. "And then of course I told him about Fletcher’s telephone message, and he was angrier than ever. He fo’d me T was ly'ne. After that. I lost mv temper, tno. I guess. We were talking pretty loud, both of us. because Nick stopped ns. He said he was a f rr.!d they cr-nbl hear us Inside the church, ‘’.’’hnt rt« you want to do. s’on the weAdin-?’ Nick said. “That’s c- aetlv what she’d I ke to do.’ Jim said Rut he kne.w better ■ t ■ l v.a n’t trying to stop the Wi-d lin”.” "Rut after that vou went Into the sindy, d'dn’t yo’'*" Peter' made no attempt to d! ni e his Interest, "We wet t Into ?’ •> room behind the one w<» w.-ro In,” r ■ d’ed the actress guardedly. “I’m not sure whether It was the study or not." “What happened then?” “Nothin”. Jim swore that he hadn’t told Fletcher' to telephone me. He said s ’nehody was Just trying to play him a dirty f ek. By that time. I guess 1 had cooled off a little, too. because 1 finally promised to come on home, and I left. That’s the last I saw of Jim.” “How did you leave? The way you came” “Vo. 1 went out a door at the back.” f. "Why?" This time It was Kilday 1 who asked “Because Jim asked me to. He wax afraid I might be seen If l left by wnv of the side d<«»r." The detective * pulled the keyring from his pocket, bouncing it in his p.-ihn. where the actress might s»-e It "These were Franklin’s,* he said. “Does one of them fit this apart nmnt ?" Tie had a key. I suppose It’s ther»» " ’’Mind If I try It?” Choo Choo shrugged. ."Nice of you to ask.” she said. There was a trace of bitterness In her voice. “I’ve, already told you he had a key. I’m not hi*”ng anything." 4 *1 just want to make sure." the de- | tective retorted, over his shoulder, as he disappeared toward the living room. When he returned, he n<’dded toward Peter. “It fits. That’s six of them," “You aound disappointed." observed Choo Choo. “I had hoped that key would help me find some one else." the detective • commented. "No matter. We’ll play the hand just as h to dealt." Peter frowned thoughtfully at his lean brown hands. "Miss Train." he put the question deliberately, “how did you feel about this marriage of Franklin’s? You were In love with him. weren’t you?” Choo Choo moi.stenml her lips, but did not reply. Her dark eyes re turned bls stare, but the shadows concealed their expression. Finally she nodded. "Yes, I loved him. What of !tr “What did you think of this marriage?" Cardigan repeated. Once more she lingered over her answer, her head bent now so that . It was Impossible to read the expression of her face. "What does It matter what I thought?” the girl answered finally. "He was getting married, wasn’t he? | That’s your answer.” "No.” Pet eb wished that It were answer enough, and that he need no longer probe this girl’s wound. He j fortified himself with the memory of i Jim Franklin’s body, as be had last seen It In the rector’s study. "No. J that was his answer. Miss Train, 'Fm ■ asking how you felt?" “There are times,” said the girt • distinctly, "when your feelings don’t i count. I wasn't exactly happy over the marriage. You can’t expect me to say that Still." her glance faltered before the novelist’s unwavering scrutiny. “I figured that Pd get over It. Other people have." ; "Then when you left Franklin there In the study, you knew you were telling him good-by. for good, didn’t you?” Kilday questioned for the first time, “I didn’t say that.” the actress replied quickly. Then, noticing the unligbted cigar tn the detective’s hand. •Go on and smoke.” she invited. “I need one myself.” She fumbled on the table by the stand and found a cigarette. Cardigan held a match | sor’ her.

For a minute she puffed, deeply, as though keenly enjoying the smoke. Her glance traveled slowly, from one man to the other. "What made you ask me that?” she Inquired of Kilday. finally. The sergeant shrugged. “He was getting married, wasn’t he?” A half-smile curled about the girt’s lips, momentarily. «nd was gone, as quickly as it had come. “He was marrying a position." she said quickly. “Jim never loved Doris Carmody. He loved me.” “He did love you.” Kilday conceded. “But that was finished, yesterday. wasn’t it? By the wedding. I mean.” /> ‘The wedding," said the girt slowly. "wasn’t going to make any difference between Jim and me. We had been al! over that.” “You mean you were going on—the same as before?” The detective’s tone was incredulous. Choo Choo exhaled a cloud of smoke. “That’s exactly what I mean." she declared. "For a detective, you can be terribly dense, sometimes” “You can say that now." Kilday objected. “Franklin’s dead." “I’m only telling you what Jim and I had decided." The girl loaned for ward angrily. “There’s one th'ng you don’t so«»ni to understand. Jim loved me’ He didn’t love that Carmody girl.” “Rut he was marrying her.” the scr-oant declared, with finality. “Marrying her ” Choo Choo tossed her head. “He wasn’t marrying a girl. He was marrying a social position. Jim was going to he the next governor of New York.” Kilday could cope with the woman’s anger, where her sorrow, a short time before, had silenced him. “And I mithmw you were going tn Albany with him. eh?" "I w ouldn’t have 5 been so far aw ay." retorted the actress. "If he loved you so much, why didn’t he marry you?” rhe sergeant insisted, < “Don’t be silly.” the actress scoffed. “Where would Jim have been If he’d married sn actress? Wouldn’t the papers have had a good time on that? •Candidate, for Governor Marries Show Girl.* That would’ve been mur der. It would have finished him." "As It turned out.” replied Kilday dryly. Tt was murder anyway.” The girl shivered. “You’re waging time here," she said in a quieter voice. "Why don’t you talk to Dan Bullis. Maybe he can tell you what happened yesterday aTernoon He was sore at Jim. and he’d been try ing to see him. Bullis called me here yesterday, wanting to see Jim. When I said he wasn’t here, he sworg; He ssald Jim was hiding from him, and that I was helping him. But he said he’d find him. If you really want to find who killed Jim Franklin, talk to Dan . Bullis.” “We’ve talked to Bullis.” Peter In formed her quietly. “We’ve come here to find out what you know. Miss Train.” ’ I’m only telling you where tut go If you, want Information about the murder,” said the actress lm[>atiently. T»o you think I’d kill the mar I love? Dan Bullis is your man. I tell you." “Yes. You’ve said that before.” the novelist nodded. “We’ll take care of Mr. Bullis. But some people don't think Franklin was killed by a man. Miss Train. They believe a woman killed him, and that the motive was Jealousy." - "You're crazy!” Choo Choo stared at him angrily. “That means me, of course, and how do you figure I’d have dune a thing like that? In the rt place. I couldn't get away with Everybody knew how I felt about Jim. Even If I had wanted to. I wouldn't have tried that, because I’d have known this was the first place you would come. “But you’re overlooking a bigger bet than that. I. loved him. Whv wou’d I murder the man I loved? That doesn't make sense.” “If you thought you were losing him, it would make sense, all right," Kilday Interjected. "But I’ve told ynu I wasn’t losing him." “Forget about the wedding for a minute.” Cardigan Invited. He rose and strode about the room aimlessly, but his eyes never left the woman who sat upon the bed. “Have another cigarette. Miss Train?" . The sergeant offered his case, a smooth silver one. Cardigan, watching, knew thia was Kllday's ruse to obtain the woman's finger-prints. “Thanks." The actress lighted It from the ember In the ash-tray beside her. "You’ve been reading these accounts of the murder." Cardigan In dlcated the newspapers beside the bed. “Did you notice anything there that sounded strange. Miss Train?" “Plenty." replied the actress. Tt looked like half of New York came around there to see Jim. just before the wedding. They make It sound like be was quarreling with all of them, too." "Including yourself," said Kilday. "Yes." the actress admitted. "Including me." “It seems to me you have overlooked one of those callers." Peter continued. T mean the woman In the blue dress." Choo Choo looked at him through narrowed eyes; “Who was she?" “That’s what I'm asking you," said Peter. She shrugged silk-clad shoulders. “How should I know? I didn't see anybody there In a blue dress." “Nobody else know* who she was. either. Miss Train." declared the novelist. “We can’t find anyone who ever saw her before. We only know that she was jealous of Jim Franklin —that she—” “Jealous?" Then the actress leaned back, more calmly. “What Is this? Are you trying to trick me. some way?” Peter shook bls head. “There’s no trick to tt," he replied simply. “Apparently, this was another woman that loved Franklin. She thought she had some claim on him, evidently. In fact." Peter was remembering the atory Daniel Bullis had told of the acene the "she threatened to

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ruin him. If he went ahead with the wedding. Are you still sure you don’t know who that woman was?” Choo Choo studied the novelist’s face. “Are yon telling me the truth?” she demanded. Ts that what' she said?” "I believe that Is exactly what she said.” “And then what did Jim say?" the actress questioned eagerly. “Did he let her get away with it?” Peter shrugged. "He promised her that everything was going to be all right. I believe.” “Say!” Choo Choo was sitting erect, her eyes stormy. “Why don’t you question her? If this is straight, she’s the one you are looking for.” Then she relaxed against the pillows. “Rut this Isn’t on the level.” Her voice had gone flat. Ts it was, you wouldn’t be wasting your time here.” “Perhaps it Isn't wasted.” said Peter. "Perhaps you are the very person who can tell us where we may find this woman in blue." The actress did not answer, but her eyes watched the novelist’s, guardedly. “Suppose ynu have told us the truth, as far as you have gone.” Peter continued. “Suppose you weren’t jealous of Doris Carmody, and didn’t care whether Frankl’n married her or not.” Choo Choo winced. “Even granting that everything was just as you have said, that would not havp kept you from being madly Jealous of Frankiin. if ynu had discovered the e was still a third woman—this woman in blue—that he loved.” i. "’khere wasn’t anybody else.” the actress interrupted shrilly “And I’m just as sure that there was." replied Peter "There is no douht of it. I can't help hut wonder. Miss Train. If the discovery that this woman existed wouldn’t be a better explanation of your visit to the church yesterday, than the one yon have given us." "Rut I tell you 1 didn’t know there was such a woman.” Choo Choo raised clenched hands above her head. T still don’t believe it. J’m wouldn’t have done that to me. I loved him. And he loved me! Can't you understand? Me!” She beat her breas’ with her fista. , i. - Peter waited quietly until the actress storm of emotion had passed. “Perhaps,” he suggested, “this other wor an heard of you yesterday, for tne firs 1 time. That being the case, she might have been the one who went to see Franklin, with vengeance in her heart." There was hatred in the glance Choo Choo turned on him. "You’re mighty sure there was another woman, aren’t you?” was all she said. In spite of his certainty that there had been another woman, and that she had played a dramatic, probably fatal, part in the slaying of Jim. Franklin,”Peter felt that he was mak T ’ ■ w 1 “Jim Didn’t Love Her—He Loved Me! Can’t You Understand? Me!" ing no headway. He had succeeded only In antagonizing a witness from which he had expected much assistance. Like every other trail they had followed, this, too, seemed to lead nowhere. And yet Choo Choo Train had been the last person, as far as they could determine, who had seen Franklin alive. According to the testimony of Nick Royce and Doctor Abernathy. she had been in the study with Jim Franklin after Daniel Bullis and the woman In blue had left And j her motive, too. was apparent. If she had known of the existence of that other woman. Or even If she hadn’t, could he believe her statement that Franklin's wedding was to have made no difference In her relationship with him? He wondered, too. at the woman’s apparent lack of grief. To be sure, there were moments when she appeared grief-stricken. But they were only moments. She seemed to turn her emotions on and off. like a faucet almost at will. Opposed to these arguments. of course, were Webster Spears’ activities: Daniel Bullis’ reticence concerning his conversation with Franklin; Rylie Carmody’s efforts to halt the wedding: the suspicions aroused by Callis Shipley’s movements, and, of course, the woman tn blue, still unexplained and as mysterious as ever. “Miss Train.” the novelist Inquired suddenly, “how well de you know Webeter Spears?" “Webster Spears? I’ve never heard of him.” •Are you sure a man by that name didn’t telephone you yesterday?" Ts he had. rd have heard of him.” Choo Choo’s manner was contemptuous. “Outside of Jim and Dan Bums, the only man who phoned me yesterday was Fletcher," she declared. *Tve already told yon about that.” Peter frowned. “What was FrankUn’s number?" he demanded curtly. She told him. “Do you mind if we use your tele- | phone?” “Certainly not." Choo Choo handed him the Instrument from the table at : her bedside. • Fletcher answered the call. “This is Peter Cardigan. Fletcher. , I called there with Sergeant Kilday ■

to ask you some questions last night remember?” “Yee, sir, I remember." T forgot to ask you about your telephone call to Miss Train, yesterday. Fletcher,” Peter explained. “How did you happen to telephone her?” “There must be some mistake, sir. I never telephoned Miss Train." The novelist hesitated, his hand over the transmitter. “What time did you say you received that call. Miss Train?” Tt must have been about half past two,” replied the actress. “Think again,” said Peter, into the telephone. “Didn’t yon call Miss Train about two-thirty yesterday afternoon?” ■ p Fletcher’s tone was positive. ‘Tin quite sure. sir. I have never telephoned Miss Train.” “Here, let me talk Xo him!” Sensing the tenor of the servant’s replies from Peter’s conversation. she snatched the instrument from the novelist’s hand. “What did you say. Fletcher? You never called me! Don’t be a fool, man!" She slammed the receiver in place and faced the two men. “Just the same, he did call." -she declared stormily. “He told me Jim wanted me to come to the church. I don’t know why he should lie about it” CHAPTER VI Cross-Examination “Do you think Choo Choo is lying about that phone call?” Kilday' inquired as the two men started back down-town. T can’t figure her out " Peter puffed his cigarette medita lively. "She received a telephone call. I’m satisfied of that," he replied flnab ly. “Why else would she have changed her mind about going to the wedding? And she did change her mind. Franklin was surprised to see her. “However, it wasn't Fletcher who called. I can see no reason why he shouldn’t tell the truth about tt. what I am trying to determine is whether <’hoo Choo really believed tt was Franklin’s servant, or is only trying to make us think so. in order to conceal the identity of the person who really did call.” “She seemed mighty surprised that Fletcher didn’t remember it.” Kilday volunteered doubtfully. T can’t forget that she’s an actress.” Peter confessed. T find myself wondering how much of what she said and did was sincere, and how much was only for our benefit.” He lighted another cigarette, blew out the match and holding it between thumb and forefinger. Inspected it slowly, as though, in the' charred match head, he might find the solution to the puzzle | which was worrying him. “What If tt were the woman tn hlue—that would provide a motive for Choo Choo’s visit, and for the crime. I don’t think she was acting when she told us she loved Jim Franklin. It must have been that, or else.” he still scrutinized the match, “the murderer knew of Choo Choo’s relationship with Franklin, and telephoned her In an effort to bring her to the church. If that is the case, of course this actress had nothing to do with the crime and was only drawn in. by the real culprit, in an effort to confuse the trail.” Peter shrugged. “If that's what happened, we’re farther 'mm a snlnz'on - (TO BE CONTINUED.) TIPPECANOE 1 Those who assisted with the butchering at Allen Gordy’s Monday, ! were Mr. and Mrs. Ercel Wright, I Mr. and Mrs. J. Grrber, Jesse Baugher and Royal Kline. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Grissom called it) the afternoon. Callers in the J. Garber home the past week were: Mr. and Mrs. Allen Gordy, Jesse. Baugher, Lula Reasoner and Jeff Garber. Mr. and Mrs. Allen Gordy spent Wednesday with Mr. and Mrs. Charles Bigler. Mrs. J. Garber called on Mrs. George Tom Tuesday. Jesse Baugher called on Mary Baugher Wednesday. Mrs. Clarence Lewallen and daughter Evelyn and Royal Kline called at the Riley home Saturday afternoon. Miss Mayzel Kline spent Saturday night at th J. Garber home. Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Mock were guests at the Clarence Mock home. Miss Riley, who has been seriously ill for some months, died Friday night. J. L. Kline and Rev. Fredrick were Milford visitors Friday. Geo. Tom was on the sick list Mondaf. A number of neighbors pleasantly surprised Josiah Garber Sunday evening, reminding him of his 74th birthday. J. L. Kline and family and Miss Jessie Baugher took Sunday dinner in the J. Garber home. AFRICA. Mr. and,. Mrs. Clarence Lewallen and family were supper guests in the Elmo Shock home Monday evening. Mr. and Mrs. John Shock and daughter Lois of Mishawaka spent Saturday in the Eli Shock home. Mr. and Mrs. Will Shock of Warsaw and Mr. and Mrs. Elmo Shock took dinner in the Jonas Cripe home Thursday. The Misses Irene and Pauline Shock spent Friday night with their sister, Mrs. Lee Dye and on Saturday went with Mr. Dye to Elkhart. Miss Mildred McClintic was called to Elkhart last week to help care for her nephew, --Eugene Hamman, who has been seriously ill. Mrs. Harry Wingard is very much

improved from her illness. Mr. and Mrs. Will Mock were' Sunday guests in the Jonas Cripe home. | j Mrs. Noah Shock of Lig- ‘ onier called in the Elmo Shock home Sunday afternoon. Mrs. Jacob Click and daughter Geraldine spent Sunday in the Enian- ] uel Cripe home in West Goshen. . i Jacob Eberly spent Monday evenin g in the’Elmo Shock home. Mitchel Hamman is visiting friends and relatives in Our community. Mrs. Ira Crow spent a few days last week with her daughter, Mrs. Vern Hursey of Cromwell. Mrs. Rose Click, Mrs. Ada Schlect and Mrs. Lillie Galloway quilted for Miss Ethel McClintic one day last week. Mr. anid Mrs. Martin McClintic were Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Toni Schlecht. DISMAL Harold Bobeck of Fort Wayne spent from Friday evening until Monday evening with his parents, Claus Bobeck and wife. Mrs. Frank Eagles house was destroyed by fire Thursday about 11 o’clock. Arthur Buchtel and family of Mid-r dlebury spent Sunday with the former’s parents, Jas. Buchtel and family’ X Anieli* Chngermr.n visited her brother. Earnest Wilkinson and family Thursday. Claus Bobeck and wife and Miss Tildon Bobeck spent Thursday with Mr. and Mrs. A. Larson and family of Ligppier. Max Burley and wife of Ligonier called at the Virgil Bobeck home Sunday evening. Grandma Clinger m n of Indian Village, after spending a few weeks 1 w ith Dora Clingerman and wife, is { at the home of a daughter, Mrs. J. I W. Shack of Wilmot. | ' ZION. Mrs. Ray LeCount and son Corylisl spent Sunday afternoon with Mrs. Ida Guy and Mrs. Floyd Brower and family. Donald and Harry Smith, Albert Crowl and James Pinkerton enjoyed lunch with Mr. and Mrs. Emory'Guy Sunday evening. Mrs. Ella LeCount of Cromwell is visiting with Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Strieby. Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Smith and family. Emory Guy called on Milo Miller of Syracuse, Saturday. SOLOMON'S CREEK . : The Brotherhood met with Mr. and Mrs. Art Nicolai last Tuesday evening with a good attendance. The next meeting will be at the home of ; Mr. and Mrs. John Darr, Tuesday. evening. Rev. and Mrs. Dobbins attended the funeral of Rev. Tillman of Lima, Monday afternoon. - » I The Ladies Class will hold their February class party at the Community Hall at Benton Thursday. evening. The Brotherhood went to Benton last Tuesday evening in a body to | attend the revival meeting which is in progress at the Methodist church. The Adult Bible’ class held their ; monthly class meeting at the home of the teacher, John Darr, with a good attendance. Mr. and Mrs. Orval Lockwood,

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Mr. and Mrs. Lester Hubart called s■ at the George Darr home Sunday s evening. ' i Little Robert Miller is improving. .j Mrs. John Darr is on the sick list. >' An invitation’ has been received here from the Erie church at Peru, . ■ Ind., where* Rev. and Eider are stationed, to attend their 51st . wedding anniversary which the church is celebrating, on Sunday, Feb. 25th. Anyone who can go has a special invitation! Mr. and Mrs. Ed Fisher spent Sunday with his brother, Jim Fisher, in Elkhart. The Parent and Teccher meeting which was to be held last Friday evening was postponed, and will be held this Friday evening at the He’, school." Sunday school and preaching Sunday morning. i NEW~SALEM . Those who called on George Auer and family Tuesday evening were Waller Dunnick, wife and daughter Jiina, Art and Dorris Hummel and families, John Auer and \wife> Robert Bowser and Howard Mock. John Auer and wife called at the I George Auer and Reuben Mock homes Saturday evening. ! ,, > Dhll s Ritter and Dale Mock spent <j Tuesday evening with Ralph Godschalk. Charles Bowser and family; were Sunday guests of relatives in Nappanee; " ■’’ ■ Glen Tom and family were callers I in the Reuben Mock home Sunday evening. Lawrence Smith and family of Garrett called at the Jcie Smith home Thursday afternoon. } June Pinkerton spent the week end I I with her Grandmother in Milford. I’OUk CORNERS. ! Frank Grove of Milford, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Maloy of Syracuse and Mrs. Peftley called at the hbme of | Howard; McSweeney, Rev. Armstrong called at the Darr I home, Monday and Mrs. McSifreeney ’ l was a caller ip* the afternoon. J i Mrs. Earl Ulery and Mrs. Hoover of near New Salem called at the home of James Myers, Wednesday J evening- . ‘ ! “ Mrs. Edna Jenson and Mary Ulery called at the Darr home, Friday asI ternoofi. . Mrs. Amanda Hoover has returned I home after a few days stay with her sister, Mrs. Myers. Mr. and Mrs. James Chjlcote of Nappanee and Mr. and Mrs. Robert Chilcote of Milford spent Sunday at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Darr. Mr. and Mrs. Earl Darr and children of near Goshen called on elatives here Monday evening. i . . RICHVILLE Mr’, and Mrs. Henry Whitmer, Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Rich rd, Mrs. Bessie McDaniel. Jess Grissamer, . Carl Stettler and Pete Biown assisted Mr. and Mrs. Earl Treadway to butcher last week. The Parent-Teacher meeting scheduled for last Friday night was. postponed and will be given this Fridaynight at 7:30. Mrs. Henry Whitmer has been on 4 the sick list. Janice Snyder has been out of school several weeks on account of i sickness. Robert Strieby and family were Sunday callers at the Mdnroe Ott home. Mrs. R. E : Treadway called on Mrs. Carl Stettle® Sunday as ernoon.

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