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SYNOPSIS
THE CHARACTERS:
FABIENNE SEYMOUR, rich, younc
and beautiful.
NICKY BARTLETT, wealthy and in
love with Fabienne.
ELLEN CHAPMAN, young and capable
mistress of Willoughby house.
PR. BILL MALLORY, close friend of
Ellen's.
YESTERDAY: Fabienne returns to
New York for a few days to watch
the presentation of her play at the
settlement house. There the children
give her a warm welcome.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
HOW LONG had he been stand
ing there quietly? How much had
Hill Mallory seen of that little play
of welcome?
She said, “1 . . . I’ve got some
thing in my eye,” and dabbed at
it with a minute handkerchief.
“I'll take it out for you.” Pos
sessively, he guided her toward the
light. There was a twinkle in his
eye, but the expression on his face
was professionally concerned.
“I ... I think it's out now,” she
said.
“We’re glad to see you back, Miss
Seymour. I guess you gathered
that. The kids ...”
“Oh, the kids,” she said hastily,
embarrassed. "You know how they
are. I just got here. Is Ellen
about ?”
“Ellen is everywhere about. She
hasn’t lighted anywhere since we
got here. I think we might find her
out front.”
Fabienne said, “Let's go look.”
As they came down the aisle to
their seats in the front row, the
lights went down and the curtain
rose jerkily.
The play was on. The play was
a dramatization of episodes from
the lives of George Washington and
Abraham Lincoln. It was played by
a cast that ranged in years from
four to twelve; by a cast that spoke
with the tongue of foreign laas,
and spoke with the childish stilted
phrases that were a delight in
themselves. Fabienne felt proud.
It was over very quickly, too
quickly. Because Bill Mallory sat
by her side and because she was
aware of the pleasure in his face,
his simple delight that she, too, felt
in the children’s performance. Once
she looked at him and whispered,
“You like them, don’t you?”
“Kids are more interesting than
people,” he said, smiling. “I work
with them all the time, you know.”
“Do you?” she said, and returned
her gaze to the stage.
The play was over and they rose
to stand for the playing of the na
tional anthem.
Fabienne dropped her purse.
She bent to pick it up.
Bill bent at the same time.
Her soft hair brushed his cheek.
His hand fumbled with the purse,
touched hers. A flame ran up her
arm, into her throat and made her
face feel hot, her eyes burn.
“Thanks,” she murmured, and
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Hi-Y Club Takes In Seven
Boys and Sends Delegates
to Conference
The Hi-Y Club at Henderson high
school held an initiation Wednesday
night, with seven members being
taken into the club with impressive
ceremony.
Those taken in were Gus Zollicof
ler. Kenneth Isley, David Cooper,
Ht wy Patterson, J. Lee Lassiter, Paul
Blake and Thomas Bobbitt. Joel
Cheatham was to be taken into the
organization, but could not attend the
initiation session, due to an infected
iep
Plans were made to send Joe
B ans. Stanley Teiser, Bruce Col-
Clifton Mills and Alston Cheek
to the Hi-Y Conference in Win
•'an-Salem beginning today, and con
tmuing through Sunday.
Delegates from the clubs in North
end South Carolina were expected to
' • in attendance.
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turned away from him quickly be
tore he could see how his touch had
affected her. She said, “Oh, there’s
Ellen.”
Ellen was coming toward them,
holding out both hands to Fabienne!
“Fabienne! You came! .1 knew
you would! Wasn’t it wonderful?
The children did it for you. You’ve
no idea how you’ve been missed.
I haven’t had the heart to ted
them that you’d left for good. The
older girls have been asking for
you and making’ plans to show you
when you come back,” Ellen chat
tered as she led them out of the
hall.
“The older girls?” Fabienne
asked.
Ellen was leading the way to her
office.
“The sixteen-year-olds. Wait un
til you see them. They’re wearing
their hair like yours. There’s a
w ave of saddle shoes and sweater
and-skirt costumes sweeping the
entire neighborhood” (Fabienne
had adopted the collegiate costume
for her work) “and they’re even
trying to talk like you. You’ve sup
planted Garbo and Ginger Rogers
as their ideals, my dear.”
Bill said, “I’ll buy you girls a
drink later. I think I’ll drop in and
see how Hopkins is getting along
and pick you up later.”
When he had gone, Ellen said,
“We need you, Fabienne. Mrs.
Cheeseborough has promised us a
gift of fifteen hundred dollars and
we think we’ll use it on sor- - proj
ect for the older girls. They’re quite
a problem. They’re at an age when
children’s pursuits are beneath
them, and they don’t want to take
part in the programs of their par
ents. We like to keep the old ones
adjusted to their own old world
lives, but the young ones want to
be part of the new world.”
“What do you plan to do?” Fa
bienne asked.
“Find some way to keep these
youngsters from going to dance
halls and cheap amusement places
by offering them something more
entertaining. We thought we’d
spend the money to put a dance
floor in the gymnasium and plan
dances and competitive games,
something whereby boys and girls
can get together away from
street corners. What do you say to
this ?”
“I? Why, I think it’s a great
idea.”
“There’s a catch to it, Fabienne.
The girls don’t really take to it.
They think it’s a form of being
watched over. But if you—whom
they adore—-were to back up the
movement and be sort of the spirit
behind it, they’d follow whatever
you do.”
“Really I . . . oh, Lllen, we’ve
had this out before,” she wailed.
Ellen’s face was troubled, but
she said, “I know we have and I
wouldn’t want you to come back
unless you came willingly. But you
have so much to give, Fabienne,
and these girls have so little! I
thought you might feel the way I
do about it. However— she broke
off o- ■ i smiled. “How long are you
Health Head
Asks Support
Os TB Seals
Dr. A. D. Gregg, county health of
ficer, today gave his unqualified sup
port to the campaign for the sale of
Christmas seals to fight tuberculosis.
He outlined how the funds realized
can be used in Henderson and Vance
county. His statement follows;
“War is declared, yes right here in
North Carolina, not by any govern
ment and not against any nation or
peoples. War is declared against the
invisible empire of germs, the con
stant and yet unconquered foe of our
people’s health.
“The little germ known as Koch’s
bacillus, or bacillus of tuberculosis,
has proven one of the hardest to con
quer of all the pathological microbes.
So now one of most active campaigns
for better health is waged against
tuberculosis, and the annual sale of
these seals is one of our fine methods
to raise money which is a needed ma
terial in this warfare and our fight is
HENDERSON, "(N. C.) DAILY DISPATCH FRIDAY, DECEMBER 1, 1939
going to stay in New York?”
Fabienne took a cigaret from her
jeweled case and tapped it thought
fully. She was thinking: I can’t
stay and I won’t let Ellen urge me.
There were a lot of parties sched
uled for the holidays in Maryland,
parties that she was looking for
ward to.
(“YOU HAVE SO MUCH AND
THEY HAVE SO LITTLE.”)
She had dances and drags and
cocktail parties that she’d promised
to go to. Dances in the high-ceil
inged rooms where she’d danced so
many, many times. Miss Kate and
Miss Viola Lee in their lavender
shawls. The black boys playing
slow waltzes back of the palms.
The miles and miles of buffets with
salads and hot breads. They’d been
there for decades and they’d be
there for decades more—un
changed.
And the days. The nice, lazy,
well-ordered days. Breakfast before
the fire in the library. Molly brush
ing her hair. Lavender-scented
sheets to sleep between each night.
She couldn’t leave that and come
back to hurried breakfasts, to eight
hours a day wiping little noses,
running about . . .
“Miss Seymour! Excuse me,
please, Miss Chapman, but can t
come in?” It was Rosie Riccio, a
broad smile on her swarthy, pretty
face, who spoke, interrupting Fa
bienne’s train of thought.
At first, Fabienne didn’t recog
nize her. Gone were the patches of
rouge on her olive cheeks. Gone
was the bold smudge of lipstick, the
oily curls. Rosie wore her hair in
a roil, the way that Fabienne wore
it when she was at work. Gone
were the silly, cheap sandals and
the sleazy dress. Low heels and a
little sweater suit replaced them.
“Rosie!” Fabienne said, delighted.
“I just wanted to tell you how
glad we are you’re back.”
“I’m glad to be back, Rosie. Will
you call a meeting of the girls in
your group for Monday night at
eight o’clock ?”
Ellen said, “Good girl, Fab!”
“You’ve got me hypnotized, Ellen
Chapman. I hadn’t the slightest in
tention of staying.”
“You’ll never be sorry, Fab. The
bread on the waters has never
failed to come back. . . . Come
along now. We’ll pick up Bill. He’ll
be delighted to hear this.”
“He will?” Fabienne said in a
small voice.
“Os course he will. He’s been
talking about you ever since you
left. He wants you to work with
him.”
“In the clinic?” Fabienne askel,
setting her mouth in a firm line.
“Oh, no! Bill’s working awfully
hard on some choral groups, get
ting ready for Christmas carols.
He needs you, too, Fabienne. But 1
warn you, right now, it will take
a lot of your time. Thev rehearse
every night.”
Working with Bill every night! t
was sweet to anticipate, but it was
dangerous. If this was bread on the
waters, it was bitter bread.
(To Bo Continued)
not at all hopeless.
“The seal sale money is largely us
ed to furnish milk to the under
nourished children in our schools.
Many of these children are now skin
positive showing exposure to T. B.
and a possibility of an active case a
few years from now. Protect and
build up these children to adult life
and you have practically won the
fight for your community as the
vast majority of cases are infected
with young. The teachers tell me that
they can see good results from the
milk given in schools.
“The health department has the
names of the children who are liable
to become active cases of tuberculosis
or who have been exposed to active
cases and we try to check these by
X-Ray at least once a year. Our next
tuberculosis clinic will be in January
and we will probably have to get
financial aid to help pay the charge
of $1 for X-Ray plates. Other ser
vices of the clinic are free.
“Several diseases of the public
health we have conquered. Let us all
get behind this sale, go over the top
and vanquish the Great White Plague
of tuberculosis.”
To Hold Two Services Sun
day in Churches of
Vance Circuit
The Rev. J. F. Starnes, who at the
recent Methodist conference in Fay
etteville was transferred to the
Vance circuit, group of former Meth
odist Protestant churches, has moved
into the parsonage on North Garnett
street, and has assumed his duties
here.
Mr. Starnes replaces the Rev. J.
D. Cranford, who for the past five
years served as pastor of those
churches. The new pastor comes here
from Stem.
Services will be held Sunday at
Spring Valley church at 11 o’clock a.
m., and at Flat Rock Sunday evening
at 7:30 o’clock, with Rev. Mr. Starnes
in charge.
Realty Deed —A lot on Peachtree
street was sold Alex S. Watkins by
A. A. Zollicoffer for SIOO and con
siderations, according to a deed filed
with the Vance Registry Wednesday.
Mussolini advises students to study
with a rifle by their side. Must be
tough being a teacher over there.
Thyssen, Hitler’s original backer,
has to flee to Switzerland. Wonder
if he thinks he got his money’s
worth?
Principals In Sacred Concert Sunday Afternoon
,1 1 i 11^
Symphony and Choir!
To Render ‘Messiah’
At Duke University
Durham, Dec. I.—The seventh
annual rendition of Handel’s sacred
oratorio, “The Messiah,” in Duke
university chapel is to begin at 4
o’clock Sunday afternoon. The 150-
voice university choir, J. Foster
Barnes, director, will be supported
by the 55-piece Charlotte symphony
orchestra. The combined organiza
tions are to be directed by G. S. de
Roxio.
This will be the first appearance
of a full orchestra in the annual
Duke performance of the famous
work. The organ and small groups
of instrumentalists have been used
heretofore. Also, only excerpts from
“The Messiah” have been presented
in previous renditions; practically
the entire oratorio is to be per
former Sunday. The program Will
require about two hours.
Thomas Edwards, tenor, head of
the voice faculty at Elon college,
and six members of the university
choir are to have solo parts. The
Duke soloists: Mrs. J. Foster Barnes
and Mrs. A. E. Stanley, sopranos;
Saturday Morning At 9 O’clock
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EFIRD’S DEPT. STORE
“In The Heart O f Henderson”
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—
Miss Evelyn Barnes and Mrs. G. ‘
Frank Warner, contraltos; Mr. J
Barnes and J. P. Waggoner, bari- 5
.ones. ‘
The famous oratorio was first per- <
formed in Dublin in 1742, with Han- 1
del himself directing. It was at this <
first performance that the entire ;
audience, moved by the majestic
“Hallelujah chorus,” rose to its feet ;
and inaugurated the tradition which
has been continued by audiences
the world over for nearly two cen
turies.
In the seven years since its or
ganization the university choir has
earned a wide and favorable repu
tation among music lovers and crit
ics. It is one of the largest choral
groups in the nation having a regu
lar schedule of rehearsals and pub
lic performances, and several crit-
I ics have pronounced it among the
Above are shown some of the prin- ]
cipals in the annual performance of
Handel’s sacred oratorio “Te Mes- j
siah,” to be given in Duke university
chapel at 4 o’clock Sunday afternoon. I
J. Foster Barnes, director of the 150-
voice university choir, is to be one
of the soloists. Others shown above j
are left to right: Mrs. G. Frank ;
Warner, contralto; Mrs. J. Foster
Barnes ,soprano; Mrs. A. E. Stanley,
best.
The Charlotte symphony orches
tra was organized in 1931. It is the
pioneer civic symphony of North
Carolina, and one of the outstanding
groups of its kind in the entire
south.
For those unable to find seats in
the university chapel, Page audi
torium, which adjoins the chapel,
will be opened.
PAGE THREE
jsr-prano; Miss Evelyn Barnes, con
: tzalta; and J. P. Waggoner, baritone.
! Tenor soloist will be Thomas Ed
. wards, head of the voice department
lot' Elon college, not pictured. At low
jer right is a recent picture of the
Duke singers. The choir is to be ac
jcompanied by the 55-piece Charlotte
| symbhony orchestra, and the com
i bined musical groups will be directed
by G. S. de Roxle. A second perfor
mance of the monumental work by
the two organizations is to be given
in Charlotte next Friday night.
More ships sunk by mines—
headline. It’s getting so there is
ly any parking space left —at the
bottom of the North sea.
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The French are attempting to
camouflage the Eiffel tower. It’s a
1 wonderful trick —if they can do it.