Rockland High School - Cauldron Yearbook (Rockland, ME)

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THE CAUL DRON 13 PM Well, he ventured at last. The case is closed, Chief. Hum. Fine, fine. What's the Story? The butler had a twin brother who was really a down-right crook. He heard his brother VVilkes, tell about the money that the Van Lylnne's had, so he decided to have a little of it. Posing as a millionaire's son from out in Cali- fornia somewhere, he mingled with Mrs. Van Lylnne's crowd until he be- cam acquainted with her. He fell pretty hard for the gal. He even asked her to divorce 'her husband and marry him but Theresa was interested in someone else. He thought she was still in love with her husband and was pretty well convinced at the birthday party. He stayed behind, hoping for a word with her after the others had left. He saw her and Van Lylnne walking down the path. There were bushes on each side. The set up was swell. He went mad with jealousy and decided to kill Van Lylnne. lfverything went all right 'til he came to call on Theresa and found his brother was planning to give him away unless he promised to leave at once and not come back. The brother got bold and in a rage killed Wilkes and then dragged the man's body to the well. He thought to remain undiscovered and to gain access to the jewels and make a getaway before the truth was learned. Nice story. Checked? And double-checked. Why' the glum look? Haven't you seen the papers?l' No, VVell, l'll be a l. So lllrs. Van Lylnne eloped last night with Wolly' Evans. Well, old man, she wasn't your type. ' So I see. Oh, why doesn't some- thing happen around here for a little excitement l By llaude Johnson , 0 A SONNET Yon silvery billows breaking on the beach Fall back in foam beneath the star- shine clear, The while my rhymes are murmuring in your ear A restless lore like that the hillows teachg For on these sonnet-waves my soul would reach From its own depths, and rest within you, dear, As, through the billowy voices yearn- ing here Great Nature strives to find a human speech. A sonnet is a wave of melodyg From heaving waters of the impas- sioned soul A billow of tidal music one and whole Flows in the octaveg then returning free, Its ebbing surges in the sestet roll Back to the deeps of Life's tumultuous sea. Robert P. Harmon

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12 THE CAULDRON thing exciting to work on. Don't want my brain to get dusty. lt won't. You never had one. Thanks. Don't mention it. Oh, by the way, my advice to you is 'Don't fall too hardif' And what might you mean by that? Time will tell. Time will tell. Despite the flippancy, the New York Chief had great faith in Dante's ability and this case really could make the Bu- reau. Van Llynne had some pretty in- fluential friends and most of them hadn't approved of the way his young wife had been spending his money and her many friends were not of the same social class as his. The case looked bad against her but Dante knew that the woman must be innocent. The only way to prove this to the Chief was to bring forward the guilty one, which he intended to do! The butler could volunteer no more information nor could the guard give any idea as t otht identity of the fleeing person. Several days later Dante returned to his desk to find a summons awaiting him. As he strolled into the Chief's inner office his heavy brows drew to- gether into a deep frown. Mrs. Van Lylnne together with another young man whom he recognized as Vvooly livans, ace stunt pilot, were being ques- tioned by Thomas. 'fSit down, Dante. Looks like more trouble up yonder. Yeah ? Yeah. llrs. Van Lylnne's butler is dead. D:-adi Impossible! I saw him not more than ten minutes ago. What,s that? Great Scott, man. Wilkes has been dead for at least five hours. Just found his body in an aban- doned well on the western premises. Therese Van Lylnne dropped merci- fully back in her chair as Evans and Dante sprang forward to grasp her. Chief Thomas dismissed the group and Evans half escorted and half carried the sick woman out to her waiting car. Dante turned to the Chief. Do you mean to say-' I mean to say that the butler is dead and that we must be after the imposter before he learns the truth and makes his getawayf' Just at dusk the squad car drew up before the Van Lylnne home and Dante swiftly stepped out and up to the door. The butler appeared and admitted the sleuth without questioning when he saw who it was. Sorry old timer, but you're under arrest. Dante was just quick enough to grasp the gun the butler hastily drew and sent an uppercut to the man's chin which sent him sprawling into a corner. The handcuffs were quickly applied and Dante half dragged the imposter to the car. The next morning the ace sleuth scuffed into his Chief's office and took possession of the one really comfortable chair. The Chief noted the appearance of Dante but continued to puff, puff on his pipe, filling the air until it was thick with bluish smoke.

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