Troy High School - Trojan Yearbook (Troy, NH)

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55 Society Goes To Jail Shirley Abare '45 NHello operator--give me the D.A.'s office, Hello--D.A.? This is Kelley. I'm at the Van Astor home. Some friend, or should L say former friend of theirs has just stolen a necklace from Mrs. Van Astor. It's the same dame who has been stealing all of those jewels lately or I miss my guess. The way I see it, chief, she is ' one of these society dames who goes around stealing from her hostesses while a guest at their home. I've got everybody rounded up in the library chief, so hurry over. Be expecting you--bye.' Upon hearing the news the D.A. slammed the phone upon the hook and ran his hand over his face muttering swear words under his breath--if this was another wild goose chase-. Up until this time Walter Nelson, District Attorney, had had a very successful career as he was a brillant and determined man. He had risen to this office through hard work ani study. He was just as successful in private life as in public. Married to a woman of high standing with whom he was very much in love, his home and family were ideal. Now just at ' reappointment time this law-breaker, who he must admit, was very clever, had the whole force laughing at him. Several times under his very nose a robbery had been committed and no clues found. ' After thinking the case over, Nelson quickly rose from his chair, grabbed his hat, jammed it on his head and ran to the police car at the curb. The speedometer showed 60 m.p.h. when Nelson thought of his tires and slowed down to 40. with squealing brakes the car came to a hlat in front of the broad and massive Van Astor mansion. UPhewn-whistled the chief through his teeth-uquite a place she has here. with a determined step he made his way to the door, firmly rapped the knocker on the door and was admitted by an excited Kelley, who explained that the butler was in the library with the rest of the group. - As thev entered the beautiful library with its million shelves of beautifully bound, morocco-covered books, they heard U16 hysterical weeping of Mrs. Van Astor, and between her outbursts she was saying incoherently, UNo, it couldn't be Miss Van Snoot. Why, after all I have done for her, and she was my best friend. She wouldn't steal anything. Ohhh, I cann't believe itn Here she would burst into a fresh stream of tears. As the D.A. regarded the weeping woman, he thought of the words he had said to himself about the mansion being broad and massive, for no words could better suit the description of Mrs. Van Astor. This society woman had been a widow for ten years living luxuriously on the money that her late husband had left her. Being childless, she filled her house with several friends to keep from being alone. Loneliness was the one thing in the world which she. feared. About four years ego she had taken under her roof a young woman who had been found wandering in the streets, and had given her every advantage of wealth for the sole idea of having a youthful companion. She had bestowed the high toned name of Ellyn Van Snoot upon this individual and they had lived in close harmony for the , last four years. Now this young woman was accused of being a thief. No wonder that Mrs. Van Astor was upset when she stopped and thought of howungrateful the girl had been. Miss Ellyn Van Snoot had all this time been silently weeping into her handkerchief and denying that she was a thief.