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SL I i tHE BOSTON GLOBE FRIDAY, MARCH 31, 1933 THOMAS DELANO DIES AT MARBLEHEAD HOME Was President of Mellens Pood Company 30 Years (MARCH 30th TO APRIL ID IT 8th ONLY) nD AND WATT SpM-ial Diopatrh la the Clobt MARBLEHEAD. March 30-Thomas Ingalls Delano, for 30 years president cf the Mellens Food Company, died at his home. 267 Pleasant st. this' morning. at the age of 87.

Mr Delano retired from the food concern in 1909, but retained his position cn the beard of dnectors. He was born fn Boston, a son of Thomas J. and MarU tGregg) Delano, survived by a daughter. Miss Florence E. Delano, and a sister, Mrs U.ram W.

Fisher of California. Funeral services will ba held at ths Delano heme Monday afternoon at 2. Burial will be in Mt Auburn Cemetery. ARTHUR BLISS SEYMOUR BELMONT. March 29 Funeral services fir Arthur Bliss Seymour, who iiod late Wednesday at his home.

23 Agassiz av, will be held at 2 oclock tomorrow afternoon at Mt Auburn Chapel. Cambridge. Mr Seymour, a widely-known botanist was for 47 years associated with the Farlow Herbarium at Harvard University. He was born in Moline, HI Jan 3. 1S59.

and was graduated from the University of Illinois with the class of 1SS1. He was botanist at the Illinois State Laboratory of Natural History from 379 to 1S83, private assistant In the Cryptogamic Herbarium and Gray Bet barium fer the next two years and spent a year as instructor in charge cf the botanical department of the University of Wisconsin. In 1886 he came to Harvard. He was the author of several botanical works and contributor of articles on that subject to scientific and agricultural journals. Mr Seymour was a fellow of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences and a member of the American Ornothological Society and the American Association for the Advancement cf Science.

On May 6. 1886. he married Anna Julia Conkhng of Champaign. 111. She died about a year ago.

The surviving children are Miss Mary C. Seymour, Mrs Samuel D. Robbins of Belmont, Mra Frank F. Jones of Madison. Wis, and Frank C.

Seymour of North Amherst, a ni a sister. Mrs William W. Moul-trip of Alstead, H. BIG BOTTLES PLUS Sc DEPOSIT PER BOTTLE STOCK YOUR PANTRY NOW! i Heres Canada Dry The Champagne of Ginger Love School roaea to the rhythms of Spain. Faith felt- teara coming to her eyea.

1 She hadnt noticed Mary Allan's approach, but suddenly there was Miry bending over her chair and Marys low, quiet voice: Someone has come for you dear. Faith looked quickly toward the door, and everything else in the room faded. She had -a confused sense of pushing Paul aside as she ran toward the tall figure In immaculate evening clothes standing In the doorway. Hunter Hunter, youve come! she cried, with startled Joy. To Be Continued Tomorrow CROSS-WORD PUZZLE TROUSERS OF ANOTHER TECH BOY ROBBED AS HE SLEEPS The second theft within a month from Massachusetts Institute of Tech nology students' trousers while the owners slept at the Delta Kappa Epsilon Fraternity Houae, 403 Memorial drive, Cambridge, was reported to Cambridge police yesterday afternoon, by -Walter McGee, who missed 120.

Special officer Thomas H. Leary investigated. A month ago, two other Tech students reported their pockets had been robbed of money, during tho night. 15 Deduction. 16 Harmonizes.

17 A State (abbr). 19 Artist. 20 Inlet. 21 Diminish gradually. 22 Stands.

29 Obstinate. 32 Raised level apace. 1 33 Tenuous. 34 Canonized woman (abbr), 36 Instrument of correction. 37 Origin.

38 Deity. 40 Knowing. 43 Calamity. 48 Place for making things. 43 Simple.

i i 51 Exclamation. 52 Portuguese money of account 53 Salutation. Recent. (Softftlon tomorrow) SOLUTION; OF YESTERDAYS PUZZLE HARRY L. CHASE ERAINTREE, March 30-Harry L.

Chase, town welfare worker, died suddenly of heart failure at his home, 80 Central av. South Braintree. Mr Chase had charge of the unemployed and welfare divisions of the Town Welfare Department for the past year. He was a native of Brockton, moving to this town four years ago. He had been a clerk in the office of the New Haven Railroad.

For 33 years he had been prominently identified with the activities of the Odd Fellows. He was a past noble grand of Puritan Lodge of South Braintree, and had been degree master for several years. He was also well known in the lodge rooms of Mt Wollaston Lodge and John Hancock Lodge. Quincy. In the Spanish War he served in Co K.

6th Massachusetts Infantry, and he was a member of the John A. Boyd Camp, 2, S. W. of Quincy. His survivors include a wife and a aon.

Lester L. Chase. WILLIAM BUTLER DUNCAN NEW YORK. March 30 A. -William Butler Duncan, prominent yachtsman and chairman of the America Cup committee for two years, died today.

He was 71 years old. Duncan, a native of Providence, waa chairman of the membership committee of the New York Yacht Club for many years. He was graduated in 1882 from the United States Naval Academy, serving for several years In the Navy. He returned to the naval service in both the Spanish-American and World Wars. The yachtsman was a nephew and namesake of William Butler Duncan, member No.

1 of the New York Club, who died In 1912. tie was always active in arrangements for America Cup races and in the last challenge of Sir Thomas Lipton two years ago was chairman of the committee in charge. His wife was the former Blanca Havemeyer, who survives, together with three children. He was a director of numerous business concerns. FRANK E.

CHURCHILL LA HABRA. Calif, March 30 (A. Frank E. Churchill, retired manager of boxing champions, died today at fcis ranch house near here. Churchill entered the boxing game as a promoter in Manila, where he bad been customhouse clerk rmany years ago.

He brought Pancho Villa to America and crowned hin flyweight champion of the world. Others who had been under Churchill's tiAeiage were Tod Morgan, junior lightweight champion of the world; Mike Ballerino, who held the same title, and Pete Sarmiento. MISS MARY E. STILES Funeral services for Miss Mary E. Stiles, a Somerville school teacher for 35 years, who died Wednesday night at her home, 8 Foster st, Somerville, will be held at her home tomorrow afternoon at 1.

Mi9 Stiles was a graduate of the Farmington Normal School in Maine. After teaching in Augusta, she came to Somerville in 1883 and began teaching at the old Forster School, where she remained until 1893, when she was transferred to the Glines School as principal's assistant. She retired in 131. CLINTON E. AUSTIN Mansfield, March 30-cimton E.

Austin. 57, former Bristol County com-tntusioner, died suddenly of a heart at his home, 115 West st, this afternoon. He was born In Mansfield nt had always lived here. For many 1 ears he conducted the Austin goose farm, one the largest of its kind in the country. He retired a year ago.

He served one term in the State Leg feature as Representative from the Mansfield-Norton Eastern District. He was an active member of the Odd Fellows and the Masons. He is survived by a wife, two daughters and a son. Funeral services will be held at the home at 2 Sunday afternoon. Burial will be in Spring Brook Cemetery.

MRS MARY GARDEN WAKEFIELD. March 30-Mrs Mary Garden, wife of William J. Garden, Wakefield florist and past exalted ruler of the local lodge of Elks, died today at the Massachusetts General Hospital after an illness of six weeks. Her age was 43. She was born in Chelsea and had lived in Wakefield for 13 years.

Besides a husband, she is survived by a daughter, Ethel; her parents, Mr and Mrs V. H. McWilliams of Malden, and two sisters. Mrs Marian Sellar of Wakefield and Mrs John H. Smith of Malden.

Funeral services will be held Saturday at 2:30 at the home, 17 Lafayette st. DR CALVERT H. PLAYDON READING. March 30-Dr Calvert H. Playdon, 59, died today at his home, 112 Ash st.

He was born In Bradford, Eng, Feb la. 1874, and came to this country at toe age of seven. He was graduated ACROSS 1 Lump. 4 Cut short. 7 Strikes with dread.

9 Mentally sound. 10 Changed a negative by handwork. 11 Existence. 14 Token. 18 Blunder.

19 Introduction. 23 Born. 24 Bond. 25 Ventilate. 26 A metal.

27 A month (abbr). 28 Continued stories. 30 Margins. 31 Still. 33 Talks wildly.

35 Kid of dog. 38 An illumlnant. 39 Greek letter. 41 Fish eggs. 42 At once.

44 Mountain prefix). 45 Puts in different language. 46 Sound made by a bird. 47 Snug retreats. 49 Measure.

50 Violent whirlwind. 55 S-shaped molding. 56 Continually. 57 Greek letter. 58 Female animal.

DOWN 1 Be concerned. 2 Be obliged to pay. 3 Stake. 1 4 Exclamation of disgust. 5 Pronoun.

1 1 6 Couches. 8 Seriously. 9 Reject as 9 Reject as absurd. 11 Obstacle (obs). 12 Flag.

13 Member of a secret society. 1913 the lights In theqi, gazed dreamily at the glittering fountain spray. The point is to have something no one can take away. Something like your name, he continued turning to her. "Faith what a beautiful name Faith.

Lovers and artists have it. And Inventors, he added with a shy smile. Just believing In what ones doing. Putting ones best in it, you know. And well, I dont suppose an airplane motor will ever startle the world, but if I contribute something to aviation, to the safety and speed of planes, Ill be a part of progress, you see, and thats worth while.

You do believe then that things are worth while, Faith mused, thinking with a little pang oft Hunter who didnt believe in anything. The war had done that to him, so he said. Her mind flew back to the terrace of his penthouse that day when they had talked. There was nothing eternal except death, he had said Paul leaned over to -touch her hand very gently. Why are you so sad? he asked as directly, as a child.

Faiths lovely smile flashed from her lips to her gray eyes. Because I can't have what I want, of course, she said, But it wasnt only that; it was the waiting. There was nothing more In the papers, and no sign from Hunter. Even if his Influence had been powerful enough to hush further speculation, he must realize her position. Suppose reporters over here traced her down! What should she say.

or do! She couldn't deny she was Mrs Hunter Barclay. To escape her worried thoughts, Faith turned gratefully to Mary Allan and Paul. Mary had started painting her portrait. Paul took her to museums, to hear music, to forests where kinge had hunted, and chateaus where queens had reigned. He took her to great cathedrals of dusk and incense, to small, bright restaurants on the river Seine where simple people ate fried fish and drank red wind, He brought the past In history and art to prance and pace In living colors through the shifting scenes cf Paris.

Faith was dazzled, little bewildered by it all. But as she absorbed new impressions, new ideas, she felt she was catching up with Hunter, who had been everywhere and seen everything. And the ache and longing for him stabbed through her At the end of the week, Mary Allan gave a party. A friend of hers, Ricardo del Guarrez, was to sing. Faith never forgot that The studio massed with flowers.

The long windows open on a warm June sky. The men and women gathered there, speaking every language, dressed in every kind of costume old sweaters, Russian blouses and sashes, tailored suits, evening gowns. They sat on cushions around the piano, they were clustered on the couch, draped along the narrow balcony railing. The deep, rich voice of del Guarrez filled the air with passion. Faith sat by the window In a carved, straight-backed chair.

Paul, on a cushion at her feet, whispered adoringly that she looked like a lovely enchanted 'princess, and that he had fallen in love with her. There Was an April frailty to the ashen tones of her hair misting about the pure oval of her face, the wide grey green of her eyes, her dim young: body in white satin. Her lips parted as she listened to the music. 1 She didnt belong here, elthei. Faith was thinking with a kind of despair.

These people, even Mary and Paul, were interested -in things of which the knew nothing. 'Their lives were full without her. Next week she must find a place for herself somewhere or else sail back to what? Gertrude Stevens' hostile dark eyes seemed to challenge across space. Gertrudes low, bitter voice saying: Youll never have him. Gertrude, with her great position, her wealth, her beauty, Reaching out-her long, jewelled hand to take what ahe wanted.

And It would ave to be a man like Hunter Dei Guarrez sang of lovs and red a little as ahe followed Mary Allan up five steep flights of stairs in the damp sour old house. New York, Paris, wherever it was, poverty smelt the same! And fear cut sharply into Faith again as she shifted the flowers In her arms so that their fragrance blotted out the reek of cheap cooking in the halls. She could never go back to anything like this, she thought, not even to Miss Primes flower shop. The smooth feel of wealth had touched her beauty, had inclosed her with a sense of security. Then Paul Tuckerman opened the door.

In the thadeless glare of a large garret. Faith saw two things the colored blob of a red geranium plant on the window sill, and a slender figure in frayed brown corduroys with red hair tossed back from a thin eager face. He was like a flame, she thought, as he fairly swept them in with the boyish delight of his greeting. It Beemed like no time at all before they were merrily drinking tea from saucerless red and white polka dotted cups. The flowers Faith had brought glowed In cracked goblets and old jars.

On the peeling white walls hung drawings of pumps and cylinders at which she stared with And on a crude bench in a corner stood a small model of his airplane motor. With Spring pressing in through open windows, and the young mania brown eyes upon her, the disturbing consciousness of poverty passed from Faith. Pauls eyes were hazel, quickened by the red of his unruiy hair, as if lights from it were reflected in the clear pupils. His long thin nosa was palpitant with life, his lips carefree. And now he was looking at Faith with a fierce sort of rapture, I didnt know there was anyone so beautiful, he said to Mary Allan.

Faith couldnt resent his open admiration. It somehow eased the dragging undertow of fear that ran through everything she said and did this day. Cant I see her again soon? Paul appealed to Mary Allan as they were leaving. Id love to. Faith answered for herself, surprised at her instant response to this young man.

But uncertainty crushed down upon her again through the long hours of the night. She tossed on the couch in the studio, staring out. at the unfamiliar shapes the old roof lines, the distant dome against the paling stars. She was glad and afraid of what happened. Hunters wife the mystery girl.

His brooding blue eyes, the intense blue of them under the sweeping tblack of his brows, seemed to burn through her In the quiet dawn. Nothing was left but her longing for him. my dear, I want you so! she said aloud. Ill go mad if I dont hear from you aoon. But there was no word the next day or the next.

And it was a relief when Paul Tuckerman came to see her. He took her to the Luxembourg Gardens where children romped around fountains, students and lovers strolled under the chestnut trees, and old men played croquet In the Here, a hatless young man, In. ah open throated shirt and baggy trousers, was not And here, on a brown earth plateau among old statues, to the frail tunes of a merry-go-round. Faith found herself talking earnestly of life to Paul. They leaned against a balustrade next to the wide stone steps leading to the lower garden with Its gay flower beds, its round basin with the plumed fountain, the French Senate house on their left, the eun glinting on Pauls red hair.

I suppose Im greedy. I want so much, Faith said, watching little boys sail their boats In the basin below. You should have everything, Paul was Very emphatic, Faith sadly shook her head. If all thla wretched publicity hadnt come up; If they had only let her and Hunter alone! It Isnt as easy as all that, she said, half to herself. You get something you want more than anything in all the world, and then everyone tries to take It away from you.

I know. Paul's hazel eyes with from Harvard Medical School In 1898. He began practice 36 years ago as a veterinary surgeon. He was a member of the Board of Health for 25 years, serving as chairman for several year and also as inspector of animals. He was a member of the Good Samaritan Lodge of Masons, Reading Royal Arch Chapter, Hugh de Payens Commandery, K.

of Melrose, Aleppo Temple of Shriners, Boston, and was an honorary member of the Reading Rotary Club. He served several years as trustee of the Univer-salist Church. Id 1903 he married Alice Haley tf Cambridge, who survives him. He also leaves a daughter, Helolse W. PI ay don of Reading; a son, George W.

Playdon of the Coast Guard Academy at New London; a brother, Harry Playdon of Shawsheen Village, and three sisters, Miss Ellen Playdon, Mrs Annie Ryan and Mrs David Laing, all of Andover. Funeral services will be held at his home Sunday at 2:30. MRS MARY C. JOHNSON LYNN, March 30 Mrs Mary C. Johnson, 76.

died today at a local hospital as a result of a fractured skull sustained March 17. when she fell down a flight of stairs at her home, 22 Elm st. She waa the widow of Joseph Johnson. Born in Palsoville, Conn, she had been a resident of this city for many years. She was a past npble grand of Ivy Rebekah Lodge, I.

O. O. and was a member of the Methodist Church. She leaves a brother, John Clifford of Charlton. MRS MARY E.

FERGUSON FALL RIVER, March 30-Mrs Mary E. (Bagshaw) Ferguson, wife of Daniel Ferguson, died late today at her home, 408 Montgomery st. She was a native of Fall River and had resided here all her life. She, was a member of the W. C.

T. U. Besides her husband, she leaves a daughter. Dr Eleanor Ferguson of Bos. ton; a brother, Ex-Representative James T.

Bagshaw of Fall River, and two sisters, Mrs Richard Kerr and Miss Lydia Bagshaw; both of Somerset. FREDERICK. J. HARVEY Prof Frederick J. Harvey, 72, a well-known music teacher, died yesterday at his home, 346.

Geneva av, Dorchester. He was born in Bolton, Eng, attended Oxford University and came to this country 40 years ago. He is survived by a wife, Mrs Bertha Harvey, and a son, Frederick J. Harvey Jr. The funeral will be held from the home Saturday morning with a solemr high mass of requiem at St Peters Church, Meeting House Hill.

Burial will be in Mt Benedict Cemetery. MRS ELLA F. GILBERT SWAMPSCOTT, March 30 Mrs Ella F. Gilbert, wife of George E. Gilbert, died today at her home, 2 Ingalls terrace.

Born In Lawrence, Mrs Gilbert had resided in this town more than 50 years. She was. an active member of Central Congregational Church end the Minute Mens chapter, D. A. R.

Besides a husband, she leaves a sister, Mrs Eva Morrison of New Hamp shire. HARRIMAN DEPOSITORS TO BE PAID IN FULL NEW YORK, March 30 (A. Jacques Braunstein, chairman of a depositors protective committee of the National Bank and Trust Company which is In ths hands of a conservator, said tonight assurances have been given that depositors will be paid in full. He and William F. Walsh, counsel to the.

committee, returned tonight from Washington, where they conferred with Atty Gen Cummings. They said they expect an official announcement within a few days guaranteeing the deposits. GLOBE WANTS READ THEM TODAY RUTLEDGE publicity, was the last thing Hunter had bargained for, and It would create havoc in his life. Mary Allan refused to be concerned at the idea that Hunters chivalry had turned against him like a boomerang. She insisted that Faith go with her that afternoon to the trust company to find out whether her first months of $1000 had been deposited.

I dont want a penny of his, Faith declared. But there was a certain satisfaction in discovering the money waiting as Hunter had promised. It makes me feel as If the last thread hadnt snapped between us, she told her friend. Miss Allan laughed. Perhaps the announcement la a cat out of a lucky bag, she said.

Stop worrying, child. Im taking you to tea with one of the dearest boys In the world a genius. It's the one way I know of bringing him things without offending him. Hes frightfully poor. And that was how Faith met Paul Tuckerman.

She and Mary did their shopping first in Montparnasse, one; of the artist quarters of Paris. They bought tea, cream, sugar, and an array, of the delicious tarts and eclairs for which French pastry shops are famous. It was Faith who suggested flowers bunches and bunches of moss roses she picked up in one of the bright little carts along tbe Boulevard Montparnasse. Hearing about Paul had made her forget her own troubles. Paul Tuckerman was a young Inventor, Mary Allan informed her.

All hla life he bad wanted to go abroad, so when he inherited a bit of I money from an aunt, he had come to Paris. The money hadnt lasted long, and now he was stranded with hia invention an airplane motor near completion, and no means of putting it on the market. "Paul has, never grown up, Miss Allan said to Faith as their taxi wriggled In and out of the narrow shabby streets off the Place Denfert Roche-reau, fringing the gayer artist quarter. I don't think geniuses ever do grow up. The taxi stopped before a dingy door.

Here was poverty that Faith could understand, and from which, instinctively, she drank with the memory of her own pinched childhood. She shivered By MARYSE WITH SPRING PRESSING IN THRU OPEN WINDOWS AND THE YOUNG -MAN BROWN EYES UPON HER. SYNOPSIS To save Mrs Philip Stevens, a society woman, from the jealous rape of her husband. Hunter 4 Barclay, handsome you nit millionaire, has been lorced to marry Faith Martin, beautiful itirl whom he met in a flower shop where she worked. Hunter, infatuated with Mrs Stevens, wishes the marriage annulled.

But Faith implores him for the protection of his name, until an ugly Greenwich Village scandal, which she has innocently been involved in. blows, over. Hunter chivalrously consents, and sends Faith to Paris. For Faith, it is a fairy tale come true. She is surrounded by a sense of wealth and luxury, married to a man she is in love with, although be is not in love with her.

She determines to fit herself to his world. She will learn to be like the women in his set. On the boat the Count de Markoff, fascinating Russian, tries to flirt with Faith. And Mary Allan, a clever portrait painter, takes such a fancy to her that she invites Faith to sop with her in a picturesque studio on the left bank of the Seine. Faith gratefully accepts, eager for every new experience.

Her first morrung in Paris she reads i. In a newspaper the announcement of marriage to Hunter. The papers call her the Mystery Girl. CHAPTER XIII Hunter Arrives In Tarts WHEN Faith stumbled back into tbe friendly shelter of the atudio, Mary Allan listened quietly to her broken story. Faith kept nothing back.

The newspaper with its brief announcement of Hunter Barclays mar-rlagsi to a mystery girl, lay on the rug near the couch where Faith had flung herself. Miss 'Allans wise eyesv strayed to the headlines as she stroked Faiths feverish head, her cool finger tips smoothing the girls soft, bright hair. I dont know how It got out, Faith moaned. But hell blame me." It wasnt your -fault, Miss Allan comforted. And dont worry, they arent tying Hunter "Barclays wife up to that poor girls death.

See theyve even got your name wrong. She picked up the paper. 'Morton -Instead of Martin. They dont know Mr Barclay couldnt be reached at his apartment. Anyway she added practically, There's nothing you can do about It.

There woe, indeed, nothing to do, Faith realized, until Hunter communicated with her If he ever did. Wherever the leakage came from it, might have been from Mr'McKew who married them, or the passport office this 'gig nan Harp f3 ana BE! aaa BG3E3 QB alai mm A.