Thursday, May 6, 1937
The Gold H ill News, Gold H ill, Oregon
get what—Oh, I know, they wanted
to look at the ice cream.”
Patrick made big eyes at her.
"A ll of them ?" he asked in an
By
astounded voice.
permission. She is an extremely
"E very one of them !” Sylvia re
INEZ HAYNES IRWIN docile child and I cannot recall that plied
with finality.
she
has
ever
broken
anything
in
Copyright Inei H aynes Irwin
“ You mean that there wasn’t a
m
y
house.
Now
her
eyes
fixed
W N U Service.
themselves hard on that Dresden single one of the girls there?” Pat
box. Her fixed gaze recalled no rick kept it up. "N ot Sarah, nor
Bessie, nor Caddie, nor Jessie, nor
association to me, but apparently L
THURSDAY—Continued
ittle Alice----- "
it suggested vaguely something to
—16—
—
“ There wasn’t anybody but me,”
“ This child hasn’t a thing to her. Suddenly she jumped up from
Sylvia asserted.
w ear!” Sylvia announced in the ac her cricket and lifted the cover.
“ Wasn’t that wonderful?" Patrick
cents, faintly disgusted, faintly in
“ Oh there it is !” she exclaimed
commented.
dignant, which I had heard so “ There’s the beautiful buckle I
on and tell me about Doc
many times from her mother';
found. I forgetted all about it. I tor “ Go
Marden,” he said.
mouth. “ She is a perfick disgrace found it—I found it ----- "
“ Well, Doctor Marden came out
Her eyes seemed to look inward into the kitchen.”
I'm ashamed of her. She's got to
have a whole new wardrobe. She in the effort of her concentration.
“ Did he see you?”
doesn't take care of her clothes at “ I found it the day after the party.”
“ Yes.”
A silence as bleak and cold as
all. She gets them d irty.
She
“ What did he say?"
spills her oatmeal all down the ice seemed to fa ll on my piazza
“ He didn't say anything. He put
front. She catches her clothes in For when Sylvia's tiny fingers lifted ted his finger on his lips—just like
the b rillia n t buckle—old paste and this.” Sylvia's tiny forefinger and
the blackberry vines. She's a per
fickly terrible, terrible child some old silver—from the box, a series thumb moved upwards to press her
Umes."
of mental cataclysms shook me. lips close but the lips pouted out
Energetic nodding and vehement They came as fast as successive wards as they emitted a gentle,
emphasis accompanied this dia shots from a revolver. Instantly I “ Sh—sh—sh !”
tribe. Of course, like all mothers
recalled Sylvia’s entrance to the pi
“ And didn't you say anything?”
Sylvia was enjoying the utter unre azza early Saturday afternoon, c a r
Sylvia’s eyes grew sparkly w ith
generation of her offspring and of rying a Dorinda Belle who glittered mischief. “ No, I didn't say a word.
course, like all children, she was with a magnificent — an alien I just did this.” She put her fore
quoting grown-up violences of ex —splendor. I remembered taking finger to her lips and emitted a
pression. Indeed, when she had fin the buckle from her and, as the “ Sh—sh—sh !”
ished, she looked up at me w ith a telephone rang, slipping it into the
“ And then what did Doctor M ar
sunny smile. Then she set her lips Dresden box. Suddenly too now den do?”
again. “ She ought to be sent to a I recalled, though I had not re
"W ell, he went out through the
reform schoel.”
called it then, that that buckle was pantry and into the garage and I
one
of
a
pair
which
ornamented
the
I wondered where Sylvia had re
heard him open that little door in
ceived her education in regard to slipper which Myron Marden wore the back w all of the garage.”
Idiots all of us! Suddenly I re- j
reform schools and then I remem at the masquerade. Instantly too,
bered that that was a pet phrase I recalled another thing that I membered that little door! Of
w ith Bessie in regard to naughty would have said must have depart course Patrick had posted no po- |
ed completely from m y memory— liceman there. I t was extremely I
children.
“ But after a ll,” I remonstrated, departed, leaving no trace behind. unlikely that any guests would en- j
“ it seems to me, Sylvia, that Do And that was an event of Sunday ter that door, would even remem- |
morning—waking and going to the ber its existence—if indeed they j
rinda Belle is a pretty good child
She’s very quiet about the house. bathroom for a drink of water, re had ever known of it. M attie her
She treats your other dolls very turning and for an instant gazing self rarely used it.
out my window onto the fog-laden
“ I should have thought Doctor
well.”
Compunction apparently h it Syl scene. What I saw in that instant Marden would have got all d irty ;
via hard. “ She’s a beautiful ch ild !” merged completely from my mind going out that way,” Patrick com- ,
she admitted remorsefully.
She in the oblivious weariness with mented.
“ Oh,”
Sylvia explained, “ he
picked Dorinda Belle up from the which I again sank back into sleep
weared his long dark cape. It was
hammock. She was s till kissing
in the garage.”
the china face when Patrick drove
"How do you know he put it on?"
up to the door.
“ He came back to the door of
“ I left pretty suddenly yester
the kitchen and he said, ‘Sh—sh—
day, M a ry ," he apologized, “ but
sh!’ and he putted his finger to his
it gave me such a—what m y old
lips again. And I said, 'Sh—sh—
grandmother used to call—‘a tu rn ’
sh !’ and I putted m y finger to my
to hear that story from Walter
lips."
and M olly.”
I knew the garment very well. I
As though by mutual consent, we
The heavy, dark cape that the
withdrew to the living-room to get
French peasants wear. Doctor M ar- «
aw’ay from Sylvia. “ I t ’s haunted
den’s tall, thin figure in that dark
me all night,” I admitted.
blue cape and the dark blue beret
“ M ary,” Patrick said, " I guess
which
matched it was an accepted
we’ve got to admit that from some
detail of the Second Head roads.
points of view, Ace was a pretty
“ And did you see Doctor Marden
bad actor.”
come back to the p arty?" Patrick
“ I t wasn’t exactly a surprise,” I
asked.
agreed, “ and yet it was a surprise
“ Yes ”
too. Of course before we go any
“ Did he come back soon?”
further. I ’ll have to tell you, Patrick,
"Y es."
that I believe every word Walter
“ Was it a long time like this?”
said.”
Patrick put his hands about b yard
“ So do I . ”
apart. “ Or a little tim e like this?”
“ But,” I went on, “ I had no idea
Patrick dretv his hands towards
that Ace was capable of such—I
each other until the space of a foot
wouldn’t have believed that he
lay between them.
would have tried to compel Mol
“ It was a little r tim e like this,”
ly ----- ”
Sylvia answ'ered. With the utmost
“ Well, you see, Ace was spoiled
care, she placed her slim, brown
as fa r as women were concerned.
little paws first about nine inches
He’d always had his way with
apart; then about six.
them. That’s bad medicine for any
Patrick kissed her. “ And were
man. Especially, if a man lets it
you still in the kitchen when Doc
get him. And Ace let it get him.
tor Marden came back?”
“ Oh, I Know Now,” Sylvia An
When he was young, as you and I
“ Yes.”
nounced.
knew well enough, he was a chaser
“ Who was there?”
I dont know why I call him a chas Yet now, I saw the picture perfect
“ Oh lots and lots and lots of
er. He was chased much more ly —Myron Marden coming out of people!”
than he chased. Girls fell for him m y Spinny and up over my lawn in
“ I forget,” Patrick mused aloud,
in all directions. I think you’re the direction of the park and of his “ was Doctor Marden in Mrs. Stow's
the only one who ever gave him own home.
house when they unmasked, Syl
his come-uppance, M ary.”
Patrick’s eyes had aarrowed. via? "
“ Ace never was in love with me, Never had I heard silkier accents
"Oh yes!” Sylvia said.
P a trick."
than those which emerged at that
Over Sylvia’s head again Patrick
“ Perhaps not. He’s always tak moment from his throat. “ Come looked at me questioningly. Again
en you for granted, that you were over here, Sylvia,” he wheedled. “ I I nodded in assent.
w ithin hand’s reach so to speak. He want to ‘ alk. with you. Bring the
“ Did Doctor Marden have on his
fe lt that he could close his fist on buckle with you.”
mask the first time he came into
Sylvia pattered over to him and the kitchen?” Patrick asked.
you at any time. But when Mark
began to specialize on you he didn't he lifted her onto his lap. She
“ Yes," Sylvia answered.
like it. Believe me, he didn’t like opened her little fist and they sur
"How did you know it was Doctor
veyed
the
paste
together.
it, Mary. He couldn’t do anything
Marden then?”
“ How it sparkles!" Patrick com
about it though. I must confess I
“ Oh, when he putted his finger to
took a great deal of private satis mented. “ How lucky you were to his lips and said, ‘Sh—sh—sh’ he
find it! When did you say you lifted his mask way up and he
faction out of that.”
winked at me "
“ Ace pnd M ark ano I were al picked it up?”
“ Saturday afternoon,” Sylvia an
ways good friends,” I commented.
Patrick sat motionless for a tiny
“ That’s right! ,-nd Ace and I swered with a childish explicitness. interval. Suddenly, but with ut
“
Right
after
lunch!”
most gentleness, he put Sylvia
were great friends. Damn it all, I
“ And where did you say you down. “ I think Sylvia w ill want to
loved Ace. I love him still. That
story Walter told me yesterday found it? ” Patrick asked, turning go out and see Sarah Darbe,” he '
rocked me more than anything the buckle this way and that, so signaled to me. He took the buckle
that’s happened in a long time. But that it flashed fire.
from Sylvia's reluctant fingers and
“ Near the path to the Spinney.” dropped it into his pocket. Then i
there was something about Ace—”
“
Where
were
you
going?”
Pat
he hurried sw iftly across the room j
“ I suppose he had more natural
charm than any human being I rick asked in the most casual of to the telephone, called up the sta- '
tion. “ Get two men over here at
have ever known,” I tried to sum tones.
“ I was going to the L ittle House once!” he ordered. “ Put them on
it up. “ The most delightful per
and I saw this buckle in the path. the Marden house. Don’t let Doc
sonality!”
“ It was that charm that ruined So I runned rig h t back to get a tor Marden leave the house until
him ,” P atrick carried my thought ribbon to tie it on Dorinda Belle.” he hears from me. I ’m phoning
“ Now, who do you suppose,” Pat him to come to Mrs. Avery’s house.
on. “ I t brought him so many
things when he was young that he rick went on, “ that buckle belongs See that he comes!”
to?”
Then he took up the telephone
thought he could keep it up for
“ Oh I know now,” Sylvia an again and called a number. “ I ’d
ever. Yet, by God, I shall always
nounced. “ Doctor Marden wore it like to talk with Doctor Marden,
feel about Ace----- ”
on his shoe.”
please . . . Oh good morning, Doc
“ I t ’s one of the puzzles of life ,”
“ Sylvia,” Patrick went on, “ did
I said. “ Once or twice in a life you see anybody go out of the tor Marden. This is Patrick O’Brien
time, this happens to everyone. Stow house the night of the mas speaking. I ’m talking from Mrs.
Charm is as strong as the force of querade—I mean anybody besides Avery’s house. I ’d like to see you
gravity. People who have it sweep M olly Eames and Walter Tread here at once. I have some fu r
ther questions to ask you in regard
our hearts along in the very face way?”
to the Blaikie case.”
of disapproving judgment. That
I remembered r.ow that Patrick
was Ace."
had asked Sylvia a sim ilar ques
I t seemed to me that m y life
I think I raised my voice a lit tion once before. However, he had
tle; for Sylvia, suddenly abandon not waited for the reply and I had had reduced itself to waiting—wait
ing for people to come in cars.
ing her dress-making, seized a not thought it important.
Waiting—and trying not to trem
freshly dressed Dorinda Belle and
Sylvia leaned her head back
came pattering into the living- against Patrick’s chest. She looked ble', for I was always poignantly
room. She seated herself on a up into his face, smiling her most troubled about some friend or oth
er. I remember that while I wait
cricket beside the ,ow table on sunny smile. “ Yes,”
she an ed for Myron Marden, moods
which stood a telephone extension. swered. “ Doctor Marden.”
chased each other through my
“ P a trick,” she said, “ did you know
“ When did you see him go?” mind. One was a kind of despair
that Doctor Ace had gone to Heav Patrick asked in a friendly way. ing impatience. How long was this
en?”
“ And what door did he go out of?” ghastly suspense to last? Could it
Before Patrick could answer the
Sylvia snuggled close against be possible that the mystery would
question, her eyes, wandering over him. “ You see,” she wen< on in never be solved; that we would all
the surface of the table, fell on a the most confidential manner, “ I go down to death never knowing
little Dresden box there. Now went out into the kitchen. Nobody who had killed Ace Blaikie? The
Sylvia has been brought up not to was there. A ll the girls had gone other was more desperate.
touch bric-a-brac or books without downstairs into the cellar to—I for
(TO HE CONTINUED)
MURDER MASQUERADE
Ji»
* * I
Real Reverence
R ules o f Poetry—ani I CllilJhooJ ii
{
' I ” 1118 is the thing which 1
I know and which, if you
labor faithfully you ahail know
also; that in r e v e r e n c e Is th e
chief Joy and powet in life
Reverence, for what Is pure
and bright It- youi own youth;
for what is true and tried in
the age of others; for all that
is gracious among the living,
great among the dead, and
marvelous in the Powers that
•annot die Ruskin.
Hy JO SE P H !N F. E PH ILLIPS
. '- W
.‘’. ’A ’A ’
“ \ ’ OUK children always seem
“ And then there is the beauty
1 so happy, Mrs Elliot. Don't of ’form ' in their dully lives. In
they ever get cross?
poetry we know there are well-
“ Of course!" was the laughing fixed laws about the regular recur
reply. “ They have their ups and rence of stresses and verse pat
di wns. They wouldn't be normal terns. I somehow compare these
if they didn't.
laws to those which must govern
“ But 1 sometimes wonder if the from the moment a tiny fuzzy-
Elliots are merely norm al,” an haired baby is first placed in one's
other mother broke in eagerly arm s—lows of health, regularity
"There's such a joyousness about of all habits. But soon one can
Train trees when they are
them. Haven't you a secret about put variation into die steady
saplings and men and women
their bringing-up?”
rhythm of a baby's day, the va
riation of a wee bit of cuddling when they are children.
Child’s Life as a Poem.
“ Well, y-yes."
Mrs.
E lliot and play.
smiled almost shyly. " I didn’t sup
Order and Freedom.
pose 1 should ever tell it, but
"Is
n
't that like poetry, where so . He IteinaiiiM “ Dead” —
it would help anyone, perhaps
much of the beauty comes from a
“ Strangled” by lied Tape
ought. You see, I try to think of
the daily life of each of my chil careful balance between the es- |
teblishcd
pattern
and
the
varia
dren as a little poem.’ *
John Kuchnycs, of Pittsburgh.
"A poem !" gasped one of the tions from that pattern? There are Pa . officially recorded as m ur
listeners. " I surely couldn't com certain rules of health and con dered seven years ago, and there
pare either of my children's hel duct which are inviolable, of fore legally dead, la now at work
ter-skelter lives to anything as course, but once understanding on a farm But In the eyes of the
these, unless we allow « m e flex
high-brow as a poem—”
law he Just doesn’t exist
ib ility and some freedom for the
“ But poetry isn’t high brow ."
In 1929. Kachnycz left home to
Mrs. E llio t reminded her. "P oetry development of individuality, our work in the country, and later
little folks might as well be
is for everybody.”
brought up 'machine-made' in an was identified by a friend, as a
“ Still, I don’t see—” puzzled
man killed in a street fight. His
Mrs. Edwards. “ How can you old-time orphun asylum. 1 try, in relatives even collected the In
discipline
and
in
all
my
dealings
make a poem—"
with the children, to maintain that surance money on his life--and
Subject Matter and Form.
flexibility. Perhaps that is why a man was tried for the murder
“ I don’t, really. 1 only think of it they keep their joyousness. Order but acquitted
Now, after trying to come back
that way. There are two kinds of and freedom; that is the parudox
beauty in poetry; beauty of sub of the well-managed kindergarten to life in the legal sense, but find
ject m atter and beauty of form. It is also the paradox of happy ing the technicalities too great,
I guess we all try to give our fam ily life. And no one w ill deny he has given it up and remains
youngsters beauty of ‘subject m at that it is and always has been deud in the eyes of the law.
te r’ in their lives, try to keep the paradox of poetry!”
them always in the presence of
“ High lights — habit — o rd e r-
Above a Million
the best so that happy things,
rather than vicious, w ill come to freedom ," mused Mrs. Edwards
The order ot numbers after m il
them. And we help them to find thoughtfully, gathering up her
the high lights. Even a long nar bundles. “ I'd better be getting lion follow: Billion, trillion , quad
rative poem has its lyric moments home to my own little family of rillion. qutntilllon. sextlllion. sep-
of breath-taking beauty, or sus free verses now. And it might be tillion, octillion, nonilllon, decll-
very good idea to try to get lion, undecillion duodecillion, tre-
pense, or clim ax! I don't like a
day to go by in which B illy and some regulated rhythm into their decillion, quattuordecillion, quin-
Margaret and Jack do not dis background—and help them find decillion, sexdecilllon, septendecil-
cover somewhere some lovely mo some high lights!“ —Nationul Kin lion, octodecillion, novemdccilllon
ment—and appreciate it.
and vigintillion.
dergarten association.
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