New Britain herald., 1924-06-02
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Mrs. Peter Newhall,
 Walton Way,
 Augusta, Georgia
 1 Papers found on dead body Of man 1 picked up on beach identify him as
 Peter Newhall of Augusta, Georgia 1 though known locally by another fname. Death resulted from drown l ing and mutilation by reefs. He left instructions for immediate burial also ! that you be notified and personal 1 effects be sent you. These are being ! forwarded. Body was embalmed and | given decent burial by my crew near l place of finding. If l can be of any 1 service please command me, Captain Johansen. Steamer Norwood, Just yesterday. it seemed 10 her, in girlhood, she had tried to imagine how she would receive such news as thls--ths sudden taking off of some one she loved.
 She had loved this man who had died. No one dared deny that. It was true that he had often failed to understand her-that he was careless Of her needs that he had been in- sanoly jealous without cause--but she had loved him and had continued 10 love him throughout al lthose cold. hard weeks before the tragedy, after his drinking had ceased being a joke to her and her friends and had be- come subject avoided in his pres ence. lIe had failed to understand her, to recognize the artist-self in her that demanded expression and companionship, yet she had given him her love, her hand, few Of her best years-indeed, all she had to give.
 At present 1t did not occur to her that she had perhaps failed 10 Under. stand him, too.
 She read the message again. 1t had been sent from Alaska, the far North, thousands Of weary miles dis tant from her and thousands of miles farther from the corner of tho earth where she had thought he had been hiding. She had not dreamed but that he had fed To south America, as Ivan Ishmin had advised. Ger tainly he had gone to Savannah and had boarded the disreputable trader of which Ivan had told him; but some adventure of the journey had fetched him up in the far North rather than in Rio de Janciro. The setters Ivan had given him 10 his great friends in the Brazilian capital--let- ters to facilitate his flight back to the frontier-had evidently been no use to him, after all. For months past Dorothy had lived in constant fear of his capture. Such news she had expected in tho telegram today, that in spite Of Ean's heroic efforts to cover up the fugliive's tracks. tho arm Of the law had seizcd him at last. Ivan had withheld his testimony to the very last, running the risk of being haled into court himself on tho charge Of assisting murderer 10 escape, not telling the tragic story of what he had seen and taken part in on the deck Of tho motor boat until if was verbally forced from him at the inquiry several days later, hut she ,had not dared 10 believe that Peter could escape the hue and cry that was subsequently raised.
 Dorothy was known throughout hor beautiful resident city. for the un- failing lovcliness of her appcarance-- eyes always bright, cheeks flushed, quaint frocks dainty and fresh. bobbed curls. clustering in dark glory about hnr head and around her childish, slender neck and throat but her nearest friends would hardly have known her now. Tho lovely dull-rcd glow on her brown cheeks had faded. her scnsuous mouth was drawn and haegard with agony, her eyes like dark blotchcs below the brows.
 She bowed her lovely. hobbcd head into the cushion Of the divau; and the blessing of tears was here at last. The long hours or the afternoon dragged away. She was miscrably alone: hcr mother was out of the city, even old Rose. her colored nanny. did not know of her grief and thus could not come to comfort her; and Iran-un whom, in these past I1onths, she had begun to 1can-was in high communion with the gods as. his violin tucked under his clear-cut GhiI+ IS Hidftittu lbAiuElA III HIS studio.
 She was aroused al last by the sharp ring Of the telephone bell and the shunIing steps Or Nora. the sec ond girl. who went 10 answer it. A moment later the servant came 10 the doorway.
 "'He says it's Mistah IshInin." the servant told her stolid1y. ''Ie want to know if you feel like comin' 10 de phone"
 Dorothy hesitatc5. started to fn- struct Nora to repeat a message. then got ID and went to the phone her self
 My dear riri. have just heard the awful news" he began in his gentle, comforting voice.
 "I just read it, in the pspeTs.~ he vent on. ..and I'm wondering 1T it would make you feel any worse 10 haze me come out"
 T want you to come very much" she answered simply.
 Perhaps you'd rather wait|I could come ont later just as we'll you can phone me when you want me- he went on. in his instimctivc. weIl-bred effort 10 put her at her case. Maybe you'd like to be alone for these first hoars. but if. later. can help in any way, I am always