The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-07-21

students and some faculty mem bers from c New York university are coming" Roselec went on. "Busses of them, on a coast-to- coast tour"
 "'How lovelyl I'll bet they read about you in the papers. We saw your Write-up several places, my dear. I think it's marvellous. We can hardly wait to see your ghost town"
 'Thank you" Roselee smiled again at them. MT. Larraway here is our advertising man. He's the one who was singing when you drove Up. He worked in col- iege publications, and sent a lot of material in to the newspapers and all"
 'Did you have to pay to get 1t published? I should think"
 "Oh no. We did buy some ad- vertising, and it helped a lot. But then the news writers and the picture magazines seemed to dis- cover us and they gave us far more attention than we ever ex- pected, really"
 I'm sure you deserved It."
 Christine called out then. Here come the buses, Roseleel"
 The five large busses took 20 minutes in arriving because they had been separated on the high way. Two or three more private cars pulled up during that interval, too. Dick Bancroft greeted them. Franklin and the two girls were busy with the college crowd, but when the last bus came Dick and Roselee, riding in their light service truck led the caravan over the rough two miles to the ghost town. Franklin and Christine rode with the visitors, trying to show as much hospitality as they could. For one thing they enjoyed being hospitable, especially since this was group of collegians approximately their own age, but aside from that was the salient fact that this mornings callers represented 8 money take" which would approach $200 all told.
 When they had all alighted again at the edge of Goldcrest, to walk slowly through the now rou- tine routing worked out by Dick and Franklin and Roselee and Christine, the crowd was more like 8 picnic assembly or crowd before 8 football game. Youth dominated the guests this morn- ing. Boys and girls were making the inevitable wisecracks and asking upward of million ques- tions. More Sedate adults could only follow and look on, but the good spirits there were contagious.
 They saw the old abandoned residences. The corals and black smith shops. The feed stores--one with bell which they rang and heard echo powerfully in the great rocky canyon there-the interest ing old graveyard, the bank and barbershops and other business places were all visited.
 When the four owner managers had escorted the guests at last to Mrs. Hogan's place In the Ace Hotel for lunch, ordered in ad- vance, one elderly member of the New York college faculty ap- preached Roselee and shook her hand.
 T must say, Miss Dale", he smiled, "that we may find some places to disappoint us on this western tour, but your ghost town surely lives up to the publicity"
 Everyone who heard him laughed at his frankness, but echoed his approval Roselee was delighted and went on talking with him.
 Christine and Franklin, alert, took that as @ cue to show some courteous attention to the other faculty members and older folk present. Quite by chance they were near a bearded gentleman with an umbrella.
 Are you in the faculty, too, sir?" Christine asked him.
 "Why-uh-yes, I am. Professor York - that's my name" He stuck out his hand and Christine took 1t in mild surprise. His voice and manner were hardly in keeping with his looks. For one thing, e profess