Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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8 The Arlington High School Clarion The coroner had been examining the body. “ Well, it’s a case of natural death, all right. Here, }im, you can take him now.” An undertaker stepped up and two men carried the body to the wagon waiting outside. “ Where did you send him ? ” Tyler asked his friend in the tone of one who is merely curious about such matters. The doctor answered; the men separated, Tyler going to his hotel. The next morning he was oft to the undertaker’s shop bright and early. “ I must rush matters now, if possible There’s no telling when he may revive,” he said to himself as he walked. Ar- rived at the establishment he told the same story to the man in charge that he had told to the coroner, and asked to see the body. The man consented and they went back into the morgue There, on a cold marble slab, lay Aronson, in the same condition he was in before he left for Chicago. “ What are you going to do with him ? ” asked Tyler “ Well, as he has no relatives, we may as well bury him at once. I suppose we’ll do it this morning.” “ Perhaps that’s the best thing to do,” said Tyler, in a sad tone, as he left the gruesome place. Once outside he rubbed his hands with Calls by Appointment. A. L. NOURSE 32 Post Office Building Manicure Arlington, Mass. Shampooing Facial Massage MarcelWave Joseph P. Kerrigan, D. M.D. DENTIST ASSOCIATES BUILDING ARLINGTON CENTRE, MASS. glee, and said over and over again, “ Fifty thousand at least; fifty thousand at least,” — the very words Aronson had used nine days before. VI About four o’clock the next day Robert Hancock, a friend of the under- taker’s dropped in to hear about the man who had died on the train the night before “ No,” the undertaker replied to Hancock’s questions, “ there was nothing about him to identify him, and besides, he had stated earlier in the day that he had no relatives, so we buried him yesterday morning. No, this is the only thing, and I could make nothing of it,” and he pulled out a small gold, college fraternity pin. Hancock glanced at it and cried, “ Why, for Heaven’s sake, man, he can be identified! I belonged to that same fiat when I was in college You have the body exhumed, and I’ll have it identified. “ All right I’ll do it this afternoon.” He was willing enough, for he knew a fee could be collected if friends could be found. At seven o’clock the body of the un- known man lay again on the marble slab. An attendant was passing when he noticed a bright spot in each cheek. “ That man’s alive,” he cried, and immediately called a doctor. The phy- sician used strenuous efforts to restore the body to life, and before eight o’clock Aronson suddenly sat bolt upright and demanded: “What day is it? What time? Good Heavens! Call me a cab,” he cried, excitedly. The cab came. He gave the address of a prominent lawyer, Thf.rese B. Thomas, D. M. D. Charles A. Thomas, D. M. D. DENTISTS Associates Building Arlington

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The Arlington High School Clarion 7 |ust one chance m a hundred Aron- son’s disease — well, time would tell. III Early the same morning the doctor examined Aronson and pronounced him dead, and advised that the undertaker be sent tor immediately. Mrs Aron- son, however, absolutely r efused, saying that he had had attacks of this kind before, when she had thought him dead, but he had always revived after several hours Thus six days elapsed, the doc- tor be:oming more and more certain that the man was dead, although mor- tification had not yet set in, and Mrs. Aronson herself gave up hope I hen the physi ian looking at the body noticed that a red spot had appeared on each cheek of the “ patient,” and within thirty minutes Aronson opened his eyes and said feebly: “ What is the date ? ” When he learned that seven of the ten dais had passed he began giving orders, and before night had caught a train for Chicago I hat morning he telegraphed to Tyler to meet him at the train on the evening of the eighth day. IV In his hotel in Chicago, John T)ler had spent most of his time walking up and down his room, alternating between hope and fear If Aronson would only die the fifty thousand would be his If he revived in time to be in Chicago on the tenth day — as, indeed it seemed most probable he would the fortune would he Aronson’s On the morning of the seventh dav he had persuaded himself that as he had received no word from Aronson this attack had proved fatal. He had eaten his first hearty breakfast since his return to Chicago, and was in a particularly happy frame of mind, when a telegram from New York was handed to hint He paled immediately, tore it open with shaky hands and looked at the signa- ture — Aronson. As he went up to his room he muttered his resignation, say- ing: “ It’s all off now. I may as well let things take their course I’ll meet him V 1 uesday night, the eighth day, ]ust after the train arrived, Tyler noticed the County coroner, a large man with a jolly smile, standing at the rear of the baggage car Aronson had not yet appeared, so he stepped up to the coroner, with whom he was slightly acquainted, and said pleasantly: “Going away, doctor?” The official turned around, shook hands, and replied: “ No, I got a message to meet this train Passenger died on the way from the East.” For some reason which he could not explain, Tyler felt a desire to see the body, so he stayed with the coroner, and when the body was carried to a room in the station, he was standing beside the jolly official 1 he sheet was lifted from the man’s face A cry escaped Tyler’s lips. The man was Aronson. “ Why,” he started to say, “ that man is not dead I know him,” when he remembered his thought on the tram coming to Chicago. “ One chance in a hundred One chance in a hundred rhe coroner looked up quickly? What did you say ? ” Tyler stammered, “ Why, I know him — at least I don’t know his name — talked with him all the way from New York ” he was lying easily now, and went on : “ He was telling me that he had no relatives in the world. After dinner I went into the smoker, and when I returned he was gone. He must have been taken ill and gone to his berth.”

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The Arlington High School Clarion 9 climbed in, and with the doctorfollowing, remonstrating, set off . They drove at breakneck speed to a handsome house in the suburbs Giving the cabman the brief order, “ Wait,” he went to the door and rang the bell He was admitted at once. I he lawyer who had been expecting Aronson, was ready for business, so they at once started to work on the deed. After what seemed an interminably long time, the paper was drawn up. Both men made a rush to the cab, and told the driver to make his best possible speed to the Renssalaer Hotel. Arrived at the hotel, they found that Tyler had gone to bed. Both were wild with impatience. A bell-boy was sent to arouse the sleeping “ party of the first part.” After another endless wait he appeared. When he saw Aronson he became pale as a sheet, and would have fallen had not the lawyer supported him Aronson glanced at his watch. Of course, he could not have understood the trouble with Tyler, but was too excited to notice it. “ Get the deed quick,” he shouted. Something seemed to have possessed Tyler. He walked as if in a dream to his room, procured the deed and returned. The papers were exchanged. Tyler promptly fainted. The other two were just lifting him up when the clock in the tower of the post- office building struck twelve. The ten days were up: the contract had been carried out, and William Aronson was a richer man by some hundred thousand of dollars. — W. F. C., 1911. Photographic Developing and Printing DOANE Associates Block BOB’S LUCK IN the circle of light from the great A camp-fire, lounged two young men in the free and easy attitudes of college Freshmen. Somewhat in the shadow and on the opposite side of the fire, Pierre, the French Canadian guide, sat quietly smoking his pipe with a far- away look in his deep, soft eyes. The silence was unbroken except for the crackling of the fire and the soft “ lap, lap ” of the waves on the shore of the lake. From time to time, the logs would fall apart, scattering a bright shower of sparks. In the darkness outside the circle of light, gleamed the bright, curious eyes of wolves that dare not approach the fire. Say, Dick, what day’s today, any- how ? A fellow loses all track of time up here in the timber,” drawled Bob, who was lying on his back, with his eyes half shut, puffing away at his cherished meerschaum. Dunno, but I think its Thursday, because it was the day before the day before yesterday that I shot that caribou, and that was Monday. I know, because we got our provisions from the club that day. Understand my logic ? ” “ Oh, yes, but say, Dick, that makes tomorrow Friday, doesn’t it? That’ll queer our luck sure on that shooting, and by George, come to think, it’s the 13th tomorrow, too. I’ll be sure to shoot you instead of the moose, upset the canoe and have ...” Oh, you poor dope! You’re as bad DR. G. W. YALE DENTIST POST OFFICE BUILDING ARLINGTON