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THURSDAY, JAN. 7, 1943
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CHAPTER I
“That’s the child—that’s Cherry,”
Sister Seraphine said in her serene
voice. Her hands were crossed and
hidden within her wide sleeves, but
a motion of her caped and coifed
head indicated a certain girl among
the milling masses, and the man
who was her companion looked at
the girl keenly.
The tableaux and the play were
over, but many of the girls still
wore their make-up and a theatrical
excitement possessed the hot,
crowded hall. It was not a large
hall just now it w-as filled with
spectators, nuns and performers
mixed indiscriminately.
Bright lights flooded auditorium
and stage groups formed and re
formed. The man watched the girl
he had identified for a few minutes
and thought that she was a vital
young creature, anyway she was
not a bad-looking young creature,
anyway she seemed popular
enough, anyway. Obviously she was
the center of everything that went
on.
As the daughter of an Indian chief
she had taken the leading part in
the play that had concluded the pro
gram, and had appeared also in
more than one of the tableaux that
preceded it. Judson Marshbanks
saw her questioned, kissed and con
gratulated saw her drop her proud
ly feathered head more than once in
a deprecating fashion, as if she
were embarrassed by praise.
After some fifteen minutes of this
post performance bedlam when
some of the audience were already
drifting away a nun drew her quiet
ly aside. The girl’s laughing ex
pression changed, as she glanced in
his direction. She joined him im
mediately.
“Cherry, this is Judge Marsh
banks,’’ said Sister Seraphine, and
the judge watched her dark eyes
brighten suddenly, and felt the
touch of her warm, young, quickly
extended hand.
All she said was a somewhat shy
how-do-you-do, but her look added
what she did not say: “I know your
name! I know something about
you.’’
“Well, so you led the pioneers out
of danger?” Judson Marshbanks
asked amiably. Color showed un
der her Indian brown and he thought
with satisfaction that she was a
handsome, glowing sort of girl who
ought not to have too much trouble
getting along.
“It was a silly sort of play,” the
girl said quickly. He remembered
that she had written it, and smiled.
“Come over here and sit down,
Cherry I want to talk to you a
minute,” he said. “I’ll not keep you
long. I’m joining a friend who is
flying his plane down to San Fran
cisco tonight.”
Cherry looked dazed with excite
ment and surprise. A man coming
to see her, who had not averaged a
caller a year in all her twenty
years, and coming just now, when
she was still flushed and breathless
from the evening’s thrills, created
a situation that silenced her. She
sat down and looked at her com
panion expectantly and could not
speak.
“I thought it was a very good
play,” said the judge. “I under
stand that you wrote it? It was sort
of allegory—a pageant, wasn’t it?”
“Well, they all have to be pag
eants, because of having to get all
the girls in,” Cherry answered in a
shy voice.
“Oh, you have to get all the girls
in?” he asked aloud.
“Oh, yes. Last Halloween we had
only fifteen girls, so that wasn’t so
hard. I could have used more!”
“I see. And do you always write
the plays?”
“Well, usually. Yes, I guess al
ways.”
“And who wrote the song?”
“That Madeleine sang? Didn’t
she sing that beautifully? Sister
Claude,” Cherry went on, suddenly
warming to confidence, “went to
opera once. You know, real opera.”
“I didn’t think Sisters did.”
“Oh, but this was before she en
tered!” the girl reassured him. And
for the first time he heard her reso
nant joyous laugh.
“You wrote the words to the song,
too?”
“r»h, well, yes,” Cherry said care
lessly. “And she said—Sister Claude
did, that Madeleine sang like the
prima donna—she said so, really.”
“You acted the leading part, too,”
the man said.
“Yes, I had to! Miriam Foster
was twenty and so she had to go
home. We thought she'd be here
until at least Christmas, but her
mother sent for her. So I took her
part.”
“Some of the girls here have
mothers then, Cherry?” His tone
had changed. It had dropped to a
personal note of something like pity
and tenderness, and he saw her
flush brightly again as she faced
him, realizing perhaps with a little
fear that they reached their own
affairs now.
“Yes some have,” she said al
most inaudibly.
“And you know that you lost
yours when you were very small
my dear?’
“Seven,” she said unsteadily. “I
remember her, and living in the
country.”
“You came here at seven. Thir
te' n years! But they haven't been
ut iappy years, have they, Cherry?”
No. They’ve been heavenly
years!” she said loyally, after a
moment. “But, of course—of course
—I’ve wanted someone of my own—
someone ...”
Her head went suddenly down
on the table, she, covered, her
"/KATHLEEN NORRIS
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face with her hands. The judge
cleared his throat.
“Of course you have, of course
you have,” he said a little thickly.
“I’m very sorry,” she said com
posedly in the voice and manner of
a much older woman. “I don’t cry
much. I don’t know what started
me. We’ve been decorating and re
hearsing until I suppose I’m tired.
But of course, they haven’t been un
happy years,” she said sensibly.
“Sister Seraphine said that you
were the most influential girl in the
school,” the man put in.
“Oh, that couldn’t have been Sis
ter Seraphine she never praises
anyone!” Cherry smiled, with wet
eyes.
“It was, though. She said they
would be sorry to lose you. Sorrier
than over losing almost any other
girl.”
“Did she say that?” Cherry had
pushed off her headdress now and
he saw that her hair was a warm
tawny mixture of tan and brown.
The significance of his last phrase
came to her suddenly. “Sorry to
lose me?” she repeated, the color
leaving her face. “You mean I’m
going out?”
“You’re twenty, aren’t you? Isn’t
that the age when girls are launched
from Saint Dorothea’s?”
“Yes, but—yes, but—” she whis
pered, and stopped.
“Don’t you want to? Don’t you
want a look at something outside
these four walls?” the judge ques
tioned.
“Why, yes the others have. But
I never thought of it as my turn!”
the girl said. “And I have been
out, you know,” she reminded him.
“In the city, I mean. I taught the
last three terms at the kinder
garten.”
Her face was streaked with soot
as she spoke, her eyebrows had
melted and her cheeks were pale.
But she was giving no thought, he
perceived, to her appearance she
was absorbed in the stunning news
of the approaching change in her
life.
“Would it be to go to San Fran
cisco?” she asked eagerly, like a
child.
“I don’t suppose you would rather
make it somewhere else?” he asked
in return. “What I had to suggest
was a secretarial position in San
Francisco.”
“A secretarial position?” she
asked, flustered. “I don’t think I
could take a position. That is ex
cept in a kindergarten! I can type
write, and I’m getting better at ste
nography, and I speak a little
French and some Spanish. We have
two sisters here from Belgium and
two from Madrid. But—would that
be enough?”
“Plenty, at first. Later, if you
wanted to study anything specifical
ly,” the judge said, “anything like—
well, library work or nursing or go
ing on with kindergarten work, we
could find out what the requirements
are, and I don’t think there’d be
any trouble.”
“But—” Her pale, tear-streaked
and paint-streaked face reddened
suddenly. “But have I any mon
ey?” she asked hesitatingly. And
Her head went suddenly down on
the table. She covered her face with
her hands. The judge cleared his
throat.
then, with a little trembling return
to emotion, “You see, I don’t know
much about myself. I know my
mother’s dead, and I suppose my
father. And some of the girls here
have told me about themselves, and
I’ve thought—I’ve suspected, that
that was true of me, too—I mean
that perhaps I haven’t any right to
my father’s name. Perhaps you
could tell me that?”
Her voice faltered, but she held
it as firm as she could, and looked
straight into his eyes.
“I can’t tell you very much, Cher
ry,” said the judge, with a straight
forwardness as simple as her own,
and with a great ache at his heart.
I know that we had in our family
for many years a fine housekeeper
named Emma. She was a trained
nurse, took care of my brother and
me, when we were boys, and after
ward of my father. She was a
silent creature, but very capable
and reliable. Sopne years a^o—well,
The first Bluffton Sportsmen’s
Club meeting for the new year will
be held next Tuesday night on the
third floor of the town hall building
at 8:00 p. m. Gene Benroth, newly
elected president for the Club, urges
all members to attend and he ex
tends the invitation to anyone who
is interested in the Club’s work.
Two moving pictures will be shown,
entitled, “The Singing Reel”—a pic
ture on “steelhead” fishing, showing
plenty of action. From the Bell
Aircraft Corporation comes the sec
ond film, "Cannon On Wings”—
showing our latest combat planes in
maneuvers.
Realization that continued re
stocking of certain types of game
during 1943 and perhaps for the
duration of the war, would not be
practical unless immediate plans
were put into effect to provide ade
quate food and shelter for game on
hand, brought about a change in
club policy for the coming year.
The coming year will see the club
engaged in conservation work of
many types.
A new committee formed to
create game refuges and protective
areas will be under the direction of
Dan Trippiehorn, local attorney ap
pointed as chairman of the com
mittee. This group will arrange for
cover and food refuges under the
supervision of the Conservation De
partment at Columbus.
Jesse Mangus, club director, is
chairman of the restocking com
mittee. One of the duties of this
committee is to work out a budget
for appropriation of funds for pur
chase of game and fish in the club
restocking plans. Assisting Mangus
in this work are the following com
mittees and their chairmen, all of
whom are directors of the club:
Fish Management, Edgar Root
Raccoon Management, Albert Gar
matter Squirrel Management, Sam
Hauenstein Rabbit Management,
Ralph Reichenbach Pheasant Man
agement, Leon J. Hauenstein Quail
Management, Wm. Edwards.
Cooperating with the state, the
club plans to promote an erosion
control and tree planting project.
Acting as club director and chairman
of the committee is Wilford Geiger.
This group acts under the name of
the Unit Tree Project Committee.
Assisting Geiger in the work will be
Harry Barnes, Miss M’Della Moon,
and Karl Gable. Under these plans
farmers may secure up to one
fourth acre of trees and shrubs from
the Conservation Department thru
the cooperation and efforts of the
Sportsmen’s Club.
A Farm Pond Development plan
perhaps almost twenty—she gave up
her job to live with a Mrs. Rawlings
who was ill.”
“Emma!” said Cherry, with a
brightening face. “I remember her!
She took care of my mother and
me.”
“Yes that same Emma. After
your mother’s death quite a sum of
money was left for you. Emma
came to me about it. You were to
be sent here, she said. Well, you
were sent here! Your own mother
chose the place.”
“She would know about my moth
er—Emma,” the girl said, “she
could tell me.”
“She mightn’t tell you. She has
another position now, housekeeper
to a very lovely old lady. I don’t
see Emma often. But during these
thirteen years, when you’ve been ill
—you were ill once, weren’t you?”
the judge broke off to say, speaking
comfortably, as if the subject pre
sented no difficulties, and smiling
with the question.
“I had scarlet fever, and then I
broke my leg falling out of a tree,”
Cherry supplied.
“Well, about things like that she
would consult me. Your mother
made me your joint guardian with
Emma.”
“Guardian for what?” the girl
asked quickly.
“A sum of money for all your ex
penses, for your education.”
“But Emma,” the girl said quick
ly and proudly, “wasn’t paying that.
She was—she was only my mother’s
nurse!”
“No it had been left with her for
you, and she put it into my hands.
Through Emma that account had
taken care of you all these years.
And even now I know there is
enough left to help you into any pro
fession you choose.”
Cherry considered this, bright
eyed and thoughtful.
“Emma got in touch with me ten
days ago,” the man said, “to re
mind me that you would be twenty
this week. She was the one to get
you this position.”
“You didn’t know my mother?”
the girl asked with a steady luuk.
“I never saw her.”
“Emma never said anything of
my father?”
“I know that he is dead.”
“I think,” Cherry said, “I’ve al
ways thought that I was an un
wanted baby, and that I caused my
mother great trouble, and that
Emma was a friend who came to
stand by her at the end.”
“Why mightn’t you think that your
mother had been widowed, and was
as happy in having you as any other
mother?”
(TO BE CONTINUED}
THE BLUFFTON NEWS, BLUFF
WITH THE
SPORTSMEN’S CLUB
By Paul Sawder
has been released by the state Con
servation Department. The club
will promote such pond developemnt
to aid farmers in securing adequate
water supply for stock, help control
erosion and furnish recreational fa
cilities for farm families. Adequate
water supplies for migratory birds
and upland game, song birds, and
additional facilities for fishing will
result from the pond program.
Myron Motter, club director, will act
as chairman of the committee.
Game management and protection
of game rests considerably in the
hands of sportsmen farmers. Realiz
ing the need for assistance in this
matter the club has in operation a
new committee, namely the Farmer
Sportsmen Cooperation Committee.
Harold Montgomery, club director is
chairman of the group which will
endeavor to work out feasible plans
for cooperation between farmers and
sportsmen. Plans for winter feeding
of game, as well as methods for
assisting farmers in regard to
trespassing, etc., will be the work
of this committee.
Additional committees will be
headed by the following directors
who will act as chairmen:
Law Enforcement, Herbert Rup
right Membership, Gerald Huber
Program, Silas Diller License Sale,
Denver Augsburger Trap Shoot,
Harold Montgomery Flower and
House, Nelson Herr Social Affairs,
Ralph Reichenbach Campus Game
Refuge and Publicity, Paul Sauder.
Sixteen coons have been caught
this season by Albert Garmatter, in
what is believed to be something of
a local record. Albert says that his
dogs, an “English” which he bought
last spring and his old standby, a
“Black and Tan” coonhound have
really been giving out with that
“heavenly music” which means,
“thar’s coon in them thar woods, git
your gun and come a runnin’!” Mon
day, Tuesday, and Wednesday of
last week found Albert and his dogs
really celebratin’, bringing in two
coon for each of the three nights
out. If that isn’t coon hunters
paradise this writer resigns!
Monday spent a very enjoyable
evening listening to Albert tell some
of his most interesting hunts, and
oh yes, I’ve been invited to accom
pany him on a hunt one of these
evenings, needless" io say I’m look
ing forward to this event, with
pleasure.
Last year he caught fourteen coon
two less than he already has and
the season is not over yet. Albert
showed me a tanned skin which he
believes is the only one of its kind
in the country. It is one of the
most unusual and interesting skins
that I have ever viewed.
This peculiar skin tanned in its
natural color and absent of its tail
would lead anyone to believe that
it was a light colored red fox, be
cause of its similarity in color. Tne
unusually beautiful furred animal
was caught last fall in Peter P.
Badertscher’s woods about seven
miles south of town.
This year’s catch is being sent to
W. W. Weaver, Michigan furrier,
where they will go into the making
of a fur coat for Garmatter’s wife.
You can readily see why Mrs. Gar
matter lends her enthusiasm to her
husbands hobby. When your editor
was about to leave, Mrs. Garmatter
remarked that her husband was one
“old timer” who would rather hunt
coon than eat when he’s hungry.
We detected no note of resentment
in her voice as she made this state
ment. Here’s wishing a great guy
and a real coon hunter many more
successful chases.
Attention! Anyone who has wal
nuts or hickory nuts to sell, please
leave word with any of the Club
directors. Although the State Con
servation department is now furnish
ing the Club with grain for bird
feeding stations, walnuts and hickory
nuts are needed for the Fox and
Grey squirrels which were released
late this fall on the Campus Game
Refuge.
The club is now buying live rac
coon for restocking purposes. For
females $1.50 over fur market value
will be paid. The club will pay
$1.00 over fur market value for
males. Any one wishing to assist
the organization in this matter con
tact Jesse Mangus, Restocking chair
man, or Albert Garmatter, club di
rector.
Annual Meeting Notice
The annual meeting of the Rich
land Township Farmers Mutual In
surance Association will be held Sat
urday, January 9, at the Township
Room, Bluffton, Ohio, at 1:00 P. M.,
for the purpose of electing officers
and the transaction of any business
that may properly come before the
meeting. All members are requested
to be present.
37 Earl L. Matter, Sec’y.
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Mrs. Millen Geiger of Bluffton,
Miss Madeline Bixel of Rittman and
Mesdames Herbert and Francis Mar
shall enjoyed a covered dish dinner
in the home of Mrs. Orlo Marshall
Tuesday of last week.
Mrs. Roscoe Aiderman, formerly
of Toledo, who has been visiting her
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Cupp
the past two weeks, left Tuesday for
Omaha, Neb., where she will join her
husband and remain with him until
she is called for a nurse with the
Red Cross.
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told by
MERGANSERS^OR FISH
DUCKS-v FEED HEAVILY
ON CRAYFISH* BUT BEFORE
THEY SWALLOW THE BIG
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MOVE THE CLAYS
The Misses Mary Jane and Nancy
Mayberry returned to their studies
at Bluffton College Tuesday after
spending their vacation with their
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Guy May
berry.
Miss Madeline Bixel of Rittman
and Mrs. F. C. Marshall spent New
Year’s day with their aunts and
uncles at the Steiner farm east of
Pandora.
Mr. and Mrs. William Reichenbach
and family received a fine basket of
citrus fruit from Mr. and Mrs. Chris
Amstutz former residents of this
place, now of Eustis, Fla.
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FARM PONDS
ARE VALUABLE
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Rockport
Miss La Donna Campbell who has
been spending the holidays with her
parents, Mr. and Mrs. D. C. Camp
bell, left Saturday for Jonesboro,
Ark., where she teaches in the state
university.
The Light Bearers of the Presby
terian church will meet in the Wm.
Reichenbach home Saturday after
noon. A good attendance is desired.
Don't Forget your
Pittman-Robertson
FARM POHD PROJECT HAS
BEEN CREATED FOR OHIO*
PL ANS a CERTAIN MATERIAL
AND EQUIPMENT WILL BE
FURNISHED* BENEFITS
WILL BE DROUGHT INSUR
ANCE*- FLOOD AND EROSION
CONTROL^REDUCED TAXES*
Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Begg, Mr.
and Mrs. J. O. Cupp and daughter
Edythe and Mr. and Mrs. Harold
Marshall and children Rebecca and
John were Wednesday evening sup
per guests in the home of Miss
Elnora Marshall.
Miss Elizabeth Campbell left Sun
day for Cleveland to continue her
studies at the Darvis School of De
signing, after spending the past ten
days with Mr. and Mrs. D. C. Camp
bell and La Donna.
Mr. and Mrs. Guy Mayberry and
family were Sunday dinner guests
of Mr. and Mrs. W. R. Mayberry in
Columbus Grove.
A home wanted for six little black
kittens. Call fi24-W.
Mr. and Mrs. F. C. Marshall and
son Robert, Miss Madeline Bixel and
Mr. and Mrs. Orlo Marshall were
supper guests of Mr. and Mrs. W. E.
Marshall and daughter Mary New
Year’s night.
Mr. and Mrs. William Reichenbach
and family were Sunday dinner
guests in the Ray Zimmerman home
near Beaverdam.
Mr. and Mrs. Glen Mayberry and
children Roger and Rose Leigh, Mr.
and Mrs. I). C. Campbell and daugh
ters La Donna and Elizabeth and
Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Van Meter of
Pandora were entertained at dinner
Wednesday evening in the home of
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Cupp and
family.
The January meeting of the Pres
byterian missionary society will be
held in the home of Mrs. F. C. Mar
shall, Wednesday, January 13th with
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PAGE SEVEN
a tureen dinner at the noon hour.
Officers will be elected during the
morning business session. The fol
lowing program will be given in the
afternoon. Worship service, Mrs.
Glen Mayberry Review of Study
Book, Rev. Ernest Bigelow Year
Book of Prayer, Miss Elnora Mar
shall.
Mrs. Guy Mayberry and daughters
Jane, Nancy and Joan spent an
afternoon last week with Mrs. Dora
Lora and daughters Frances and
Jean.
Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Marshall
and family took dinner one evening
last week in the home of Mr. and
Mrs. Hiram Augsburger near La
fayette.
Mr. and Mrs. Harold Marshall and
Rebecca and son John were Sunday
dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs.
Clarence Begg.
Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Begg and
sons entertained a group of friends
in their home New Year’s night.
Those enjoying the evening together
were: Mr. and Mrs. William Reich
enbach Mr. and Mrs. Charles Wells
and family, Mr. and Mrs. Lonnie
May and family, Mr. and Mrs. Bill
Riggenbach and son Ray, Mr. Walter
Cupp, Margery, Richard and William
Cupp, Mrs. R. C. Aiderman, Miss
Pearl Kieffer, Mr. and Mrs. Morris
Bell, Mr. and Mrs. Morris Kohli,
Mr. and Mrs. Craig Core, Mr. and
Mrs. Bill Edwards and son Bobbie,
Miss Edythe Cupp, Mr. and Mrs.
Lloyd Van Meter, Mr. and Mrs.
Lawrence Begg and family, Mr. and
Mrs. J. C. Begg, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph
Ricker and family, Melvin Lammers.
Mrs. Robert Barnett (Mary Mar
shall) was among those who attend
ed a dinner and gift exchange in the
home of Miss Josephine Neiswander
Saturday evening. Following the
gift exchange a surprise shower was
given Mrs. Barnett whose wedding
was an event of Christmas eve in
San Antonio, Texas.
Communion services will be held
at the Presbyterian church Sunday
morning in charge of the pastor.
Bristles now come under the head
of war munitions. Manufacturers
prefer plucked bristles rather than
those which have been clipped. Hair
from horse and cattle tails also is
needed along with the hair from
horses’ manes. County agricultural
agents should be able to give in
formation about markets.
NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT
Estate of Scott T. Whisler, lecea»eo.
Notice is hereby Riven that Ben M. Whisler,
whoae Post Office address is 225 South Main
St., Bluffton, Ohio, has been duly appointed
and qualified as Executor of the Estate of
Scott T. Whisler, late of Allen County, Ohio,
deaseased.
bated this 15th day of December, 1942.
RAYMOND SMITH,
Judge of the Probate Court.
37 Allen County, Ohio.
Buy War Bonds and Defense
Stamps now.