Evening star., 1940-02-17

Crash! Wild Party Ends in Trag-
edy!"
Tony Barclay, who was mem
ber of a hazing party which re-
suited in the death of a student
at Bowanus College two years
ago, was again the central figure
in a tragedy which this time sent
three socialite students of the
Fairvew School for Girls to the
hospital, one near death, the
other two suffering from minor
injuries.
Police, questioning Barclay,
learned that the three injured
girls 4. were Elizabeth Jordon,
daughter of the steel magnate;
Elaine Warburton, fiancee Of Eric
Reardon of this city, and Clara
Blanchard, heiress to department
store millions. Suffering from q
fractured skull, as well as from
numerous gashes in the face,
which she sustained when the
windshield of the car was shat
terd, Elizabeth Jordon's condi-
ton is considered critical. Miss
Warburton and Miss Blanchard
suffered comparatively minor in
juries and will be held at the hos
pital for observation.
Tony Barclay admitted that
the party had gone to the Blue
Glass Inn, a local roadhouse, for
celebration, but insisted that
only Betty Jordon had taken a
drink. Police doubt his story,
claiming that the odor of liquor
found on all girls, together with
the smashed whisky bottle found
on the floor of the car, was ample
proof that all had been drink
Eric Dashes In Room.
"Mother!'
Mrs. Reardon raised her head as
Eric dashed excitedly into the gar
den. Behind him came Elaine
aunt and the expression on her face
was vivid proof that she had learned
OF the accident. Mrs. Reardon
glanced coldly at them both, placing
tive newspaper on the table.
Mother, did you hear about It?
Elaine's been in an accident" Eric's
voice uuivered with worry as he
flung himself into a chair. I'VE
just heard about it over the radio. /"
i've read about it," Mrs. Rear
don said icily.
"Oh, it's terrible. It's absolutely
terrible" Aunt Ella walled, pressing
a handkerchief to her eyes. ITO
think of Elaine lying hurt like that
in some hospital. "It's-it's-"
Too grief-stricken to speak, she
sank tearfully into chair beside
Eric.
ut serves her right" Mrs. Rear
don told her, furiously. ''She should
have been killed."
"Mother' Eric's face was ashen
as he sprang to his feet. For a
moment he stared speechlessly at
her. "You-you should be ashamed
of yourself"
"Ashamed?" Mrs. Reardon's eyes
flashed fire as she pointed a trem-
bling finger at Aunt Ella. She's the
one ought to be ashamed. And
you, too. told you year ago that
the girl was no good. I told you then
that If you married her you would
regret it. I was right then, but !
permitted you to talk me out of it
And now you see what has hap
pened. It's fortunate thing you
didn't marry her. We'd both be the
laughing stock Of the entire coun-
try"
Grief forgotten, Aunt Ella sprane
from her chair. $50 that's what
you think, is it? Elaine may be
dying, but all you care about Ii
your precious prestige"
Mrs. Reardon Threatens
Mrs. Reardon waited for Eric to
say something in her defense, but
he was completely mute, only q
brick-red flush betraying his aeita-
ton. She compressed her lips into
thin line and stood up to face them
both. Her voice was fiat, uncom-
promising.
II gave Elaine chance to prove
that my opinion of her was q wrong
one" she reminded Eric, completely
ignoring the fuming Aunt Ella
Even today I had arranged to give
YOU a large check to prove that
while / personally did not like hel
I was willing to accept her into
the family. As you can readily see
now, she isn't the sort of GIRL any