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How Parenting Coordination Programs Empower Better Communication Between Parents

Divorce and separation are challenging enough without the added stress of constant conflict between co-parents. For high-conflict families, maintaining open and effective communication often feels impossible. This is where parenting coordination programs step in, offering a clear path to better communication, reduced tension, and a healthier environment for your children.

Parenting coordination programs focus on helping divorced or separated parents work together to make decisions in the best interests of their children. Beyond conflict resolution, these programs equip parents with essential communication skills that foster collaboration and long-term success in co-parenting.

Communication Skills Parents Gain Through Parenting Coordination

Active Listening

Many conflicts arise because one parent feels unheard. Parenting coordination teaches parents to practice active listening—focusing on understanding the other person's perspective without interrupting or preparing a counterargument. This skill helps reduce misunderstandings and fosters mutual respect.

Expressing Needs Clearly and Respectfully

Miscommunication often stems from unclear or emotionally charged language. Parenting coordination programs in Pennsylvania help parents articulate their needs and concerns clearly and respectfully, minimizing the likelihood of arguments.

Neutralizing Emotional Responses

Emotions often run high in high-conflict situations. Parenting coordinators coach parents on managing their emotional reactions, enabling them to stay focused on problem-solving instead of escalating tensions.

Collaborative Decision-Making

Parenting coordinators guide parents through effective decision-making processes, teaching them to weigh options, prioritize the child's needs, and reach compromises without conflict.

Setting Boundaries

Clear boundaries are essential for successful co-parenting. Parenting coordination helps parents establish and respect boundaries, ensuring smoother communication and fewer conflicts.

Using Technology Effectively

In cases where direct communication is difficult, parenting coordinators introduce tools like shared calendars or co-parenting apps. These tools help parents stay organized and communicate essential updates without unnecessary friction.

The Impact on Families

Improved communication between parents doesn't benefit the co-parents or the children. When parents reduce conflict and learn to collaborate, children feel more secure and are less likely to be involved in disputes. A peaceful co-parenting relationship creates a stable environment, allowing children to thrive emotionally and mentally.

Questions to Ask Before Starting a Parenting Coordination Program

Choosing the right parenting coordination program or professional is crucial for success. Here are some essential questions to ask before beginning:

What Are Your Qualifications and Experience?

Look for a parenting coordinator with experience in family dynamics, conflict resolution, and child development.

What Is Your Approach to Conflict Resolution?

Some coordinators emphasize mediation, while others focus on coaching and education. Choose a program that aligns with your needs.

How Do You Prioritize the Best Interests of the Child?

Ensure the coordinator's primary goal is to create a healthy, child-focused co-parenting environment.

What Tools or Resources Do You Provide to Help Improve Communication?

Ask about techniques, strategies, or apps they recommend to enhance collaboration and organization.

How Are Sessions Structured, and What Should We Expect?

Understand each session's frequency, format (in-person or virtual), and goals.

How Do You Handle High-Conflict Situations?

Make sure the coordinator is equipped to manage intense emotions and recurring disputes.

What Are Your Fees, and Do You Offer Payment Plans?

Transparency about costs will help you plan financially for the program.

How Do You Measure Success in the Program?

Look for coordinators who track progress and adjust their approach to meet your family's goals.

A Clear Path Forward

Parenting coordination programs offer hope and structure for families navigating the difficult transition of divorce or separation. These programs focus on building practical communication skills to create a foundation for healthier co-parenting relationships.

If you're a high-conflict family or divorced parent struggling to find common ground, consider exploring a parenting coordination program with the help of West Chester family law attorneys. With the proper support and tools, you can turn conflict into collaboration, ensuring a brighter future for your children and a more peaceful co-parenting experience for both parents.

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Navigating Allegations: How Can a Sex Crimes Defense Lawyer Help You?

DiCindio Law Explains the Role of a Sex Crimes Defense Attorney in West Chester, PA

In Pennsylvania, individuals facing allegations of sex crimes turn to DiCindio Law for unwavering support and strategic defense. As a respected sex crimes defense lawyer in West Chester, PA, DiCindio Law is dedicated to protecting the rights of its clients with a thorough understanding of Pennsylvania's legal landscape.

How Can a Sex Crimes Defense Lawyer Help You?

DiCindio Law plays a pivotal role in assisting clients accused of sex crimes in several crucial ways:

Legal Skills and Guidance: With extensive knowledge of sex crimes laws and procedures, DiCindio Law provides clear guidance on legal options and potential outcomes, ensuring clients are well-informed throughout their cases.

Protection of Rights: As a staunch advocate, DiCindio Law safeguards clients' constitutional rights, including the right to a fair trial, presumption of innocence, and protection against self-incrimination.

Strategic Defense Planning: DiCindio Law develops tailored defense strategies that challenge prosecution claims effectively. This includes meticulous analysis of evidence and skillful courtroom advocacy.

Negotiation and Advocacy: Attorney Michael D. DiCindio negotiates with prosecutors to pursue favorable outcomes, such as reduced charges or alternative resolutions, employing negotiation skills honed through years of experience.

Access to Resources: Collaborating with professionals in forensics, psychology, and investigations, DiCindio Law strengthens defense strategies with thorough analyses and expert testimony.

Emotional Support: Beyond legal representation, DiCindio Law provides compassionate support to clients and their families, guiding them through the emotional challenges of facing serious allegations.

Post-Trial Representation: Should a client face conviction, DiCindio Law continues to advocate during sentencing and appeals, striving to achieve the best possible outcome for their clients.

For individuals navigating allegations of sex crimes in West Chester, PA, DiCindio Law offers steadfast advocacy and unwavering support. Founder, Michael D. DiCindio, a trusted sex crime defense attorney, the firm's commitment to protecting clients' rights and achieving justice shines through in every case.

For more information on how DiCindio Law and Attorney Michael D. DiCindio, Esq., can assist with sex crimes defense, visit their website or contact this dedicated sex crimes attorney directly at (610) 991-7860 to schedule a free consultation.

About DiCindio Law

Discover the depth of Michael D. DiCindio's (Esq) criminal law proficiency at DiCindio Law, LLC, where he handles a wide range of cases, from first offenses to high-profile national news cases. Known for his dedication to hard work, due diligence, accessibility, and justice, Michael graduated cum laude from Widener University School of Law in 2010, excelling in trial advocacy and earning prestigious accolades like the Philadelphia Trial Lawyer’s Association James J. Manderino Award. As a seasoned sex crime defense attorney, he offers strategic counsel and representation. Visit DiCindio Law's website or contact Michael directly to discuss your legal needs.

Contact Information:

DiCindio Law

29 S. Walnut Street West Chester, PA 19382 United States

Michael DiCindio (610) 991-7860 https://www.dicindiolaw.com/

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Question: What are a mother’s right in Pennsylvania?

Answer: The laws of Pennsylvania make it apparent that if a mother is single, her rights regarding custody and decision-making for the child are no different than those who were married. The only difference would be whether or not she can put their name on birth certificate (and other official documents) which enables them to take advantage all legal benefits associated with being an undouftee parent; otherwise known as “putting one’s whole force into raising kids." However when there's disputes about paternity - like in our case here-- then genetic DNA tests may become necessary so lawyers might request these court orders after filing suit against either party involved.

When a father requests custody of his children, whether it be on the birth certificate or after DNA testing has taken place and he is determined to have been faithful throughout. He can now pursue support from mother in regards for any financial obligations resulting from this action.

West Chester family law is a complicated area of the legal system. If you are looking for assistance with your case, our family law attorney West Chester PA can provide expert advice and will work hard on behalf oF YOUR best interests! Visit: https://www.lamonacalaw.com/

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The Poor Claire (1856) by Elizabeth Gaskell, chapter 2

I now come to the time in which I myself was mixed up with the people that I have been writing about. And to make you understand how I became connected with them, I must give you some little account of myself. My father was the younger son of a Devonshire gentleman of moderate property; my eldest uncle succeeded to the estate of his forefathers, my second became an eminent attorney in London, and my father took orders. Like most poor clergymen, he had a large family; and I have no doubt was glad enough when my London uncle, who was a bachelor, offered to take charge of me, and bring me up to be his successor in business.

In this way I came to live in London, in my uncle's house, not far from Gray's Inn, and to be treated and esteemed as his son, and to labour with him in his office. I was very fond of the old gentleman. He was the confidential agent of many country squires, and had attained to his present position, as much by knowledge of human nature as by knowledge of law; though he was learned enough in the latter. He used to say his business was law, his pleasure heraldry. From his intimate acquaintance with family history, and all the tragic courses of life therein involved, to hear him talk, at leisure times, about any coat of arms that came across his path was as good as a play or a romance. Many cases of disputed property, dependent on a love of genealogy, were brought to him, as to a great authority on such points. If the lawyer who came to consult him was young, he would take no fee, only give him a long lecture on the importance of attending to heraldry; if the lawyer was of mature age and good standing, he would mulct him pretty well, and abuse him to me afterwards as negligent of one great branch of the profession. His house was in a stately new street called Ormond Street, and in it he had a handsome library; but all the books treated of things that were past; none of them planned or looked forward into the future. I worked away - partly for the sake of my family at home, partly because my uncle had really taught me to enjoy the kind of practice in which he himself took such delight. I suspect I worked too hard; at any rate, in seventeen hundred and eighteen I was far from well, and my good uncle was disturbed by my ill looks.

One day, he rang the bell twice into the clerk's room at the dingy office in Gray's Inn Lane. It was the summons for me, and I went into his private room just as a gentleman - whom I knew well enough by sight as an Irish lawyer of more reputation than he deserved - was leaving.

My uncle was slowly rubbing his hands together and considering, I was there two or three minutes before he spoke. Then he told me that I must pack up my portmanteau that very afternoon, and start that night by post-horse for West Chester. I should get there, if all went well, at the end of five days' time, and must then wait for a packet to cross over to Dublin; from thence I must proceed to a certain town named Kildoon; and in that neighbourhood I was to remain, making certain inquiries as to the existence of any descendants of the younger branch of a family to whom some valuable estates had descended in the female line. The Irish lawyer whom I had seen was weary of the case, and would willingly have given up the property, without further ado, to a man who appeared to claim them; but on laying his tables and trees before my uncle, the latter had foreseen so many possible prior claimants, that the lawyer had begged him to undertake the management of the whole business. In his youth, my uncle would have liked nothing better than going over to Ireland himself, and ferreting out every scrap of paper or parchment, and every word of tradition respecting the family. As it was, old and gouty, he deputed me.

Accordingly, I went to Kildoon. I suspect I had something of my uncle's delight in following up a genealogical scent, for I very soon found out, when on the spot, that Mr. Rooney, the Irish lawyer, would have got both himself and the first claimant into a terrible scrape, if he had pronounced his opinion that the estates ought to be given up to him. There were three poor Irish fellows, each nearer of kin to the last possessor; but, a generation before, there was a still nearer relation, who had never been accounted for, nor his existence ever discovered by the lawyers, I venture to think, till I routed him out from the memory of some of the old dependants of the family. What had become of him? I travelled backwards and forwards; I crossed over to France, and came back again with a slight clue, which ended in my discovering that, wild and dissipated himself, he had left one child, a son, of yet worse character than his father; that this same Hugh Fitzgerald had married a very beautiful serving-woman of the Byrnes - a person below him in hereditary rank, but above him in character; that he had died soon after his marriage, leaving one child, whether a boy or girl I could not learn, and that the mother had returned to live in the family of the Byrnes. Now, the chief of this latter family was serving in the Duke of Berwick's regiment, and it was long before I could hear from him; it was more than a year before I got a short, haughty letter - I fancy he had a soldier's contempt for a civilian, an Irishman's hatred for an Englishman, an exiled Jacobite's jealousy of one who prospered and lived tranquilly under the government he looked upon as an usurpation. 'Bridget Fitzgerald,' he said, 'had been faithful to the fortunes of his sister - had followed her abroad, and to England when Mrs. Starkey had thought fit to return. Both his sister and her husband were dead; he knew nothing of Bridget Fitzgerald at the present time: perhaps Sir Philip Tempest, his nephew's guardian, might be able to give me some information.' I have not given the little contemptuous terms; the way in which faithful service was meant to imply more than it said - all that has nothing to do with my story. Sir Philip, when applied to, told me that he paid an annuity regularly to an old woman named Fitzgerald, living at Coldholme (the village near Starkey Manor-house). Whether she had any descendants he could not say.

One bleak March evening, I came in sight of the places described at the beginning of my story. I could hardly understand the rude dialect in which the direction to old Bridget's house was given.

'Yo' see yon furleets,' all run together, gave me no idea that I was to guide myself by the distant lights that shone in the windows of the Hall, occupied for a time by a farmer who held the post of steward, while the Squire, now four or five and twenty, was making the grand tour. However, at last, I reached Bridget's cottage - a low, moss-grown place; the palings that had once surrounded it were broken and gone; and the underwood of the forest came up to the walls, and must have darkened the windows. It was about seven o'clock - not late to my London's notions - but, after knocking for some time at the door and receiving no reply, I was driven to conjecture that the occupant of the house was gone to bed. So I betook myself to the nearest church I had seen, three miles back on the road I had come, sure that close to that I should find an inn of some kind; and early the next morning I set off back to Coldholme, by a field-path which my host assured me I should find a shorter cut than the road I had taken the night before. It was a cold, sharp morning; my feet left prints in the sprinkling of hoarfrost that covered the ground; nevertheless, I saw an old woman, whom I instinctively suspected to be the object of my search, in a sheltered covert on one side of my path. I lingered and watched her. She must have been considerably above the middle size in her prime; for, when she raised herself from the stooping position in which I first saw her, there was something fine and commanding in the erectness of her figure. She drooped again in a minute or two, and seemed looking for something on the ground, as, with bent head, she turned off from the spot where I gazed upon her, and was lost to my sight. I fancy I missed my way, and made a round in spite of the landlord's directions; for by the time I had reached Bridget's cottage she was there, with no semblance of hurried walk or discomposure of any kind. The door was slightly ajar. I knocked, and the majestic figure stood before me silently awaiting the explanation of my errand. Her teeth were all gone, so the nose and chin were brought near together; the grey eyebrows were straight, and almost hung over her deep, cavernous eyes, and the thick white hair lay in silvery masses over the low, wide, wrinkled forehead. For a moment, I stood uncertain how to shape my answer to the solemn questioning of her silence.

'Your name is Bridget Fitzgerald, I believe?'

She bowed her head in assent.

'I have something to say to you. May I come in? I am unwilling to keep you standing.'

'You cannot tire me,' she said; and at first she seemed inclined to deny me the shelter of her roof. But the next moment - she had searched the very soul in me with her eyes during that instant - she led me in, and dropped the shadowing hood of her grey, draping cloak, which had previously hid part of the character of her countenance. The cottage was rude and bare enough. But before the picture of the Virgin, of which I have made mention, there stood a little cup filled with fresh primroses. While she paid her reverence to the Madonna, I understood why she had been out seeking through the clumps of green in the sheltered copse. Then she turned round, and bade me be seated. The expression of her face, which all this time I was studying, was not bad, as the stories of my last night's landlord had led me to expect.' it was a wild, stern, fierce, indomitable countenance, seamed and scarred by agonies of solitary weeping; but it was neither cunning nor malignant.

'My name is Bridget Fitzgerald.' said she, by way of opening our conversation.

'And your husband was Hugh Fitzgerald, of Knock-Mahon, near Kildoon, in Ireland?'

A faint light came into the dark gloom of her eyes.

'He was.'

'May I ask if you had any children by him?'

The light in her eyes grew quick and red. She tried to speak, I could see; but something rose in her throat, and choked her, and until she could speak calmly, she would fain not speak at all before a stranger. In a minute or so she said:

'I had a daughter - one Mary Fitzgerald' - then her strong nature mastered her strong will, and she cried out, with a trembling wailing cry: 'Oh, man! what of her? - what of her?'

She rose from her seat, and came and clutched at my arm and looked in my eyes. There she read, as I suppose, my utter ignorance of what had become of her child; for she went blindly back to her chair, and sat rocking herself and softly moaning, as if I were not there; I not daring to speak to the lone and awful woman. After a little pause, she knelt down before the picture of Our Lady of the Holy Heart, and spoke to her by all the fanciful and poetic names of the Litany.

'O Rose of Sharon! O Tower of David! O Star of the Sea! have ye no comfort for my sore heart? Am I for ever to hope? Grant me at least despair!' - and so on she went, heedless of my presence. Her prayers grew wilder and wilder, till they seemed to touch on the borders of madness and blasphemy. Almost involuntarily, I spoke as if to stop her.

'Have you any reason to think that your daughter is dead?'

She rose from her knees, and came and stood before me.

'Mary Fitzgerald is dead,' said she. 'I shall never see her again in the flesh. No tongue ever told me; but I know she is dead. I have yearned so to see her, and my heart's will is fearful and strong: it would have drawn her to me before now, if she had been a wanderer on the other side of the world. I wonder often it has not drawn her out of the grave to come and stand before me, and hear me tell her how I loved her. For, sir, we parted unfriends.'

I knew nothing but the dry particulars needed for my lawyer's quest, but I could not help feeling for the desolate woman; and she must have read the unusual sympathy with her wistful eyes.

'Yes, sir, we did. She never knew how I loved her; and we parted unfriends; and I fear me that I wished her voyage might not turn out well, only meaning - Oh, blessed Virgin! you know I only meant that she should come home to her mother's arms as to the happiest place on earth; but my wishes are terrible - their power goes beyond my thought - and there is no hope for me, if my words brought Mary harm.'

'But,' I said, 'you do not know that she is dead. Even now, you hoped she might be alive. Listen to me;' and I told her the tale I have already told you, giving it all in the driest manner, for I wanted to recall the clear sense that I felt almost sure she had possessed in her younger days, and by keeping up her attention to details, restrain the vague wildness of her grief.

She listened with deep attention, putting from time to time such questions as convinced me I had to do with no common intelligence, however dimmed and shorn by solitude and mysterious sorrow. Then she took up her tale, and in few brief words, told me of her wanderings abroad in vain search after her daughter: sometimes in the wake of armies, sometimes in camp, sometimes in city. The lady, whose waiting-woman Mary had gone to be, had died soon after the date of her last letter home; her husband, the foreign officer, had been serving in Hungary, whither Bridget had followed him, but too late to find him. Vague rumours reached her that Mary had made a great marriage; and this sting of doubt was added - whether the mother might not be close to her child under her new name, and even hearing of her every day, and never recognising the lost one under the appellation she then bore. At length the thought took possession of her, that it was possible that all this time Mary might be at home at Coldholme, in the Trough of Bolland, in Lancashire, in England; and home came Bridget, in that vain hope, to her desolate hearth and empty cottage. Here she had thought it safest to remain; if Mary was in life, it was here she would seek for her mother.

I noted down one or two particulars out of Bridget's narrative that I thought might be of use to me; for I was stimulated to further search in a strange and extraordinary manner. It seemed as if it were impressed upon me, that I must take up the quest where Bridget had laid it down: and this for no reason that had previously influenced me (such as my uncle's anxiety on the subject, my own reputation as a lawyer, and so on), but from some strange power which had taken possession of my will only that very morning, and which forced it in the direction it chose.

'I will go,' said I. 'I will spare nothing in the search. Trust to me. I will learn all that can be learnt. You shall know all that money, or pains, or wit can discover. It is true she may be long dead: but she may have left a child.'

'A child!' she cried, as if for the first time this idea had struck her mind. 'Hear him, Blessed Virgin! he says she may have left a child. And you have never told me, though I have prayed so for a sign, waking or sleeping!'

'Nay,' said I, 'I know nothing but what you tell me. You say you heard of her marriage.'

But she caught nothing of what I said. She was praying to the Virgin in a kind of ecstasy, which seemed to render her unconscious of my very presence.

From Coldholme I went to Sir Philip Tempest's. The wife of the foreign officer had been a cousin of his father's; and from him I thought I might gain some particulars as to the existence of the Count de la Tour d'Auvergne, and where I could find him; for I knew questions de vive voix aid the flagging recollection, and was determined to lose no chance for want of trouble. But Sir Philip had gone abroad, and it would be some time before I could receive an answer. So I followed my uncle's advice, to whom I had mentioned how wearied I felt, both in body and mind, by my will-o'-the-wisp search. He immediately told me to go to Harrogate, there to await Sir Philip's reply. I should be near to one of the places connected with my search, Coldholme; not far from Sir Philip Tempest, in case he returned, and I wished to ask him any further questions; and, in conclusion, my uncle bade me try to forget all about my business for a time.

This was far easier said than done. I have seen a child on a common blown along by a high wind, without power of standing still and resisting the tempestuous force. I was somewhat in the same predicament as regarded my mental state. Something resistless seemed to urge my thoughts on, through every possible course by which there was a chance of attaining to my object. I did not see the sweeping moors when I walked out: when I held a book in my hand, and read the words, their sense did not penetrate to my brain. If I slept, I went on with the same ideas, always flowing in the same direction. This could not last long without having a bad effect on the body. I had an illness, which, although I was racked with pain, was a positive relief to me, as it compelled me to live in the present suffering, and not in the visionary researches I had been continually making before. My kind uncle came to nurse me; and, after the immediate danger was over, my life seemed to slip away in delicious languor for two or three months. I did not ask - so much did I dread falling into the old channel of thought - whether any reply had been received to my letter to Sir Philip. I turned my whole imagination right away from all that subject. My uncle remained with me until nigh midsummer, and then returned to his business in London, leaving me perfectly well, although not completely strong. I was to follow him in a fortnight; when, as he said, 'we would look over letters, and talk about several things.' I knew what this little speech alluded to, and shrank from the train of thought it suggested, which was so intimately connected with my first feelings of illness. However, I had a fortnight more for roaming on those invigorating Yorkshire moors.

In those days, there was one large, rambling inn, at Harrogate, close to the Medicinal Spring; but it was already becoming too small for the accommodation of the influx of visitors, and many lodged round about, in the farmhouses of the district. It was so early in the season, that I had the inn pretty much to myself, and, indeed, felt rather like a visitor in a private house, so intimate had the landlord and landlady become with me during my long illness. She would chide me for being out so late on the moors, or for having been too long without food, quite in a motherly way; while he consulted me about vintages and wines, and taught me many a Yorkshire wrinkle about horses. In my walks I met other strangers from time to time. Even before my uncle left me, I had noticed, with half-torpid curiosity, a young lady of very striking appearance, who went about always accompanied by an elderly companion - hardly a gentlewoman, but with something in her look that prepossessed me in her favour. The younger lady always put her veil down when any one approached; so it had been only once or twice, when I had come upon her at a sudden turn in the path, that I had even had a glimpse at her face. I am not sure if it was beautiful, though in after-life I grew to think it so. But it was at this time overshadowed by a sadness that never varied: a pale, quiet, resigned look of intense suffering that irresistibly attracted me, not with love, but with a sense of infinite compassion for one so young yet so hopelessly unhappy. The companion wore something of the same look: quite melancholy, hopeless, yet resigned. I asked my landlord who they were. He said they were called Clarke, and wished to be considered as mother and daughter; but that, for his part, he did not believe that to be their right name, or that there was any such relationship between them. They had been in the neighbourhood of Harrogate for some time, lodging in a remote farmhouse. The people there would tell nothing about them; saying that they paid handsomely, and never did any harm; so why should they be speaking of any strange things that might happen? That, as the landlord shrewdly observed, showed there was something out of the common way: he had heard that the elderly woman was a cousin of the farmer's where they lodged, and so the regard existing between relations might help to keep them quiet.

'What did he think, then, was the reason of their extreme seclusion?' asked I.

'Nay, he could not tell - not he. He had heard that the young lady, for all as quiet as she seemed, played strange pranks at times.' He shook his head when I asked him for more particulars, and refused to give them, which made me doubt if he knew any, for he was in general a talkative and communicative man. In default of other interests, after my uncle left, I set myself to watch these two people. I hovered about their walks, drawn towards them with a strange fascination, which was not diminished by their evident annoyance at so frequently meeting me. One day, I had the sudden good fortune to be at hand when they were alarmed by the attack of a bull, which, in those unenclosed grazing districts, was a particularly dangerous occurrence. I have other and more important things to relate than to tell of the accident which gave me an opportunity of rescuing them; it is enough to say, that this event was the beginning of an acquaintance, reluctantly acquiesced in by them, but eagerly prosecuted by me. I can hardly tell when intense curiosity became merged in love, but in less than ten days after my uncle's departure I was passionately enamoured of Mistress Lucy, as her attendant called her: carefully - for this I noted well - avoiding any address which appeared as if there was an equality of station between them. I noticed also that Mrs. Clarke, the elderly woman, after her first reluctance to allow me to pay them any attentions had been overcome, was cheered by my evident attachment to the young girl; it seemed to lighten her heavy burden of care, and she evidently favoured my visits to the farmhouse where they lodged. It was not so with Lucy. A more attractive person I never saw, in spite of her depression of manner, and shrinking avoidance of me. I felt sure at once, that whatever was the source of her grief, it rose from no fault of her own. It was difficult to draw her into conversation; but when at times, for a moment or two, I beguiled her into talk, I could see a rare intelligence in her face, and a grave, trusting look in the soft, grey eyes that were raised for a minute to mine. I made every excuse I possibly could for going there. I sought wild flowers for Lucy's sake; I planned walks for Lucy's sake; I watched the heavens by night, in hopes that some unusual beauty of sky would justify me in tempting Mrs. Clarke and Lucy forth upon the moors, to gaze at the great purple dome above.

It seemed to me that Lucy was aware of my love; but that, for some motive which I could not guess, she would fain have repelled me; but then again I saw, or fancied I saw, that her heart spoke in my favour, and that there was a struggle going on in her mind, which at times (I loved so dearly) I could have begged her to spare herself, even though the happiness of my whole life should have been the sacrifice; for her complexion grew paler, her aspect of sorrow more hopeless, her delicate frame yet slighter. During this period I had written, I should say, to my uncle, to beg to be allowed to prolong my stay at Harrogate, not giving any reason; but such was his tenderness towards me that in a few days I heard from him, giving me a willing permission, and only charging me to take care of myself, and not use too much exertion during the hot weather.

One sultry evening I drew near the farm. The windows of their parlour were open, and I heard voices when I turned the corner of the house, as I passed the first window (there were two windows in their little ground floor room). I saw Lucy distinctly; but when I had knocked on their door - the house-door always ajar - she was gone, and I saw only Mrs. Clarke, turning over the work-things lying on the table, in a nervous and purposeless manner. I felt by instinct that a conversation of some importance was coming on, in which I should be expected to say what was my object in paying these frequent visits. I was glad of the opportunity. My uncle had several times alluded to the pleasant possibility of my bringing home a young wife, to cheer and adorn the old house in Ormond Street. He was rich, and I was to succeed him, and had, as I knew, a fair reputation for so young a lawyer. So on my side I saw no obstacle. It was true that Lucy was shrouded in mystery; her name (I was convinced it was not Clarke), birth, parentage and previous life were unknown to me. But I was sure of her goodness and sweet innocence, and although I knew that there must be something painful to be told, to account for her mournful sadness, yet I was willing to bear my share in her grief, whatever it might be,

Mrs. Clarke began, as if it was a relief to her to plunge into the subject.

'We have thought, sir - at least I have thought - that you knew very little of us, or we of you, indeed; not enough to warrant the intimate acquaintance we have fallen into. I beg you pardon, sir,' she went on nervously; 'I am but a plain kind of woman, and I mean to use no rudeness; but I must say straight out that I - we - think it would be better for you not to come so often to see us. She is very unprotected, and -'

'Why should I not come to see you, dear madam?' asked I eagerly, glad of the opportunity of explaining myself. 'I come, I own, because I have learnt to love Mistress Lucy, and wish to teach her to love me.'

Mistress Clarke shook her head, and sighed.

'Don't sir - neither love her, nor, for the sake of all you hold sacred, teach her to love you! If I am too late, and you love her already, forget her - forget these last few weeks. Oh! I should never have allowed you to come!' she went on passionately; 'but what am I to do? We are forsaken by all, except the great God, and even He permits a strange and evil power to afflict us - what am I to do? Where is it to end?' She wrung her hands in her distress; then she turned to me: 'Go away, sir! go away, before you learn to care any more for her. I ask it for your own sake - I implore! You have been good and kind to us, and we shall always recollect you with gratitude; but go away now, and never come back to cross our fatal path!'

'Indeed, madam,' said I, 'I shall do no such thing. You urge it for my own sake. I have no fear, so urged, nor wish, except to hear more - all. I cannot have seen Mistress Lucy in all the intimacy of this last fortnight, without acknowledging her goodness and innocence; and without seeing - pardon me, madam - that for some reason you are two very lonely women, in some mysterious sorrow and distress. Now, though I am not powerful myself, yet I have friends who are so wise and kind that they may be said to possess power. Tell me some particulars. Why are you in grief - what is your secret - why are you here? I declare solemnly that nothing you have said has daunted me in my wish to become Lucy's husband; nor will I shrink from any difficulty that, as such an aspirant, I may have to encounter. You say you are friendless - why cast away an honest friend? I will tell you of people to whom you may write, and who will answer any questions as to my character and prospects. I do not shun enquiry.'

She shook her head again. 'You had better go away, sir. You know nothing about us.'

'I know your names,' said I, 'and I have heard you allude to the part of the country from which you came, which I happen to know as a wild and lonely place. There are so few people living in it that, if I chose to go there, I could easily ascertain all about you; but I would rather hear it from yourself.' You see I wanted to pique her into telling me something definite.

'You do not know our true names, sir,' said she hastily.

'Well, I may have conjectured as much. But tell me, then, I conjure you. Give me your reasons for distrusting my willingness to stand by what I have said with regard to Mistress Lucy.'

Oh, what can I do?' exclaimed she. 'If I am turning away a true friend, as he says? - Stay!' coming to a sudden decision - 'I will tell you something - I cannot tell you all - you would not believe it. But perhaps, I can tell you enough to prevent your going on in your hopeless attachment. I am not Lucy's mother.'

'So I conjectured,' I said. 'Go on.'

'I do not even know whether she is the legitimate or illegitimate child of her father. But he is cruelly turned against her; and her mother is long dead; and, for a terrible reason, she has no other creature to keep constant to her but me. She - only two years ago - such a darling and such a pride in her father's house! Why, sir, there is a mystery that might happen in connection with her any moment; and then you would go away like all the rest; and, when you next heard her name, you would loathe her. Others, who have loved her longer, have done so before now. My poor child! whom neither God nor man has mercy upon - or, surely, she would die!'

The good woman was stopped by her crying. I confess, I was a little stunned by her last words; but only for a moment. At any rate, till I knew definitely what was this mysterious stain upon one so simple and pure, as Lucy seemed, I would not desert her, and so I said; and she made me answer:

'If you are daring in your heart to think harm of my child, sir, after knowing her as you have done, you are no good man yourself, but I am so foolish and helpless in my great sorrow, that I would fain hope to find a friend in you. I cannot help trusting that, although you may no longer feel toward her as a lover, you will have pity upon us, and perhaps, by your learning, you can tell us where to go for aid.'

'I implore you to tell me what this mystery is,' I cried, almost maddened by this suspense.

'I cannot,' said she solemnly. 'I am under a deep vow of secrecy. If you are to be told it must be by her.' She left the room, and I remained to ponder over this strange interview. I mechanically turned over the few books, and with eyes that saw nothing at the time, examined the tokens of Lucy's frequent presence in that room.

When I got home at night, I remembered how all these trifles spoke of a pure and tender heart and innocent life. Mistress Clarke returned; she had been crying sadly.

'Yes,' said she, 'it is as I feared: she loves you so much that she is willing to run the fearful risk of telling you all herself - she acknowledges it is but a poor chance; but your sympathy will be a balm, if you give it. Tomorrow, come here at ten in the morning; and, as you hope for pity in your hour of agony, repress all show of fear or repugnance you may feel towards one so grievously afflicted.'

I half smiled. 'Have no fear.' said I. It seemed too absurd to imagine my feeling dislike to Lucy.

'Her father loved her well.' said she gravely; 'yet he drove her out like some monstrous thing.'

Just at this moment came a peal of ringing laughter from the garden. It was Lucy's voice; it sounded as if she were standing just on one side of the open casement - and as though she were suddenly stirred to merriment - merriment verging on boisterousness, by the doings or sayings of some other person. I can scarcely say why, but the sound jarred on me inexpressibly. She knew the subject of our conversation, and must have been at least aware of the state of agitation her friend was in; she herself usually so gentle and quiet. I half rose to go to the window, and satisfy my instinctive curiosity as to what had provoked this burst of ill-timed laugher; but Mrs. Clarke threw her whole weight and power upon the hand with which she pressed and kept me down.

'For God's sake!' she said, white and trembling all over, 'sit still; be quiet. Oh! be patient. Tomorrow you will know all. Leave us, for we are all sorely afflicted. Do not seek to know more about us.'

Again that laugh - so musical in sound, yet so discordant to my heart. She held me tight - tighter; without positive violence I could not have risen. I was sitting with my back to the window, but I felt a shadow pass between the sun's warmth and me, and a strange shudder ran through my frame. In a minute or two she released me.

'Go,' repeated she. 'Be warned, I ask you once more. I do not think you can stand this knowledge that you seek. If I had had my own way, Lucy should never have yielded, and promised to tell you all. Who knows what may come of it?'

'I am firm in my wish to know all. I return at ten tomorrow morning, and then expect to see Mistress Lucy herself.'

I turned away; having my own suspicions, I confess, as to Mistress Clark's sanity.

Conjectures as to the meaning of her hints, and uncomfortable thoughts connected with that strange laughter, filled my mind. I could hardly sleep. I rose early; and long before the hour I had appointed, I was on the path over the common that led to the old farmhouse where they lodged. I suppose that Lucy had passed no better a night than I; for there she was also, slowly pacing with her even step, her eyes bent down, her whole look most saintly and pure. She started when I came close to her, and grew paler as I reminded her of my appointment, and spoke with something of the impatience of obstacles that seeing her once more had called up afresh in my mind. All strange and terrible hints, and giddy merriment were forgotten. My heart gave forth words of fire, and my tongue uttered them. Her colour went and came, as she fastened; but, when I had ended my passionate speeches, she lifted her soft eyes to me, and said:

'But you know that you have something to learn about me yet. I only want to say this: I shall not think less of you - less well of you, I mean - if you, too, fall away from me when you know all. Stop!' said she, as if fearing another burst of mad words. 'Listen to me. My father is a man of great wealth. I never knew my mother; she must have died when I was very young. When first I remember anything, I was living in a great, lonely house, with my dear and faithful Mistress Clarke. My father, even, was not there; he was - he is - a soldier, and his duties lie abroad. But he came from time to time, and every time I think he loved me more and more. He brought me rarities from foreign lands, which prove to me now how much he must have thought of me during his absences. I can sit down and measure the depth of his lost love now, by such standards as these. I never thought whether he loved me or not, then; it was so natural that it was like the air I breathed. Yet he was an angry man at times, even then; but never with me. He was very reckless, too; and, once or twice, I heard a whisper among the servants that a doom was over him, and that he knew it, and tried to drown his knowledge in wild activity, and even sometimes, sir, in wine. So I grew up in this grand mansion, in that lonely place. Everything around me seemed at my disposal, and I think every one loved me; I am sure I loved them. Till about two years ago - I remember it well - my father had come to England, to us; and he seemed so proud and so pleased with me and all I had done. And one day his tongue seemed loosened with wine, and he told me much that I had not known till then - how dearly he had loved my mother, yet how his wilful usage had caused her death; and then he went on to say how he loved me better than any creature on earth, and how, some day, he hoped to take me to foreign places, for that he could hardly bear these long absences from his only child. Then he seemed to change suddenly, and said, in a strange, wild way, that I was not to believe what he said; that there was many a thing he loved better - his horse - his dog - I know not what.

'And 'twas only the next morning that, when I came into his room to ask his blessing as was my wont, he received me with fierce and angry words, "Why had I," so he asked, "been delighting myself in such wanton mischief - dancing over the tender plants in the flower-beds, all set with the famous Dutch bulbs he had brought from Holland?" I had never been out of doors that morning, sir, and I could not conceive what he meant, and so I said; and then he swore at me for a liar, and said I was of no true blood, for he had seen me doing all that mischief himself - with his own eyes. What could I say? He would not listen to me, and even my tears seemed only to irritate him. That day was the beginning of my great sorrows. Not long after, he reproached me for my undue familiarity - all unbecoming a gentlewoman - with his grooms. I had been in the stableyard, laughing and talking, he said. Now, sir, I am something of a coward by nature, and I had always dreaded horses; besides that, my father's servants - those whom he brought with him from foreign parts - were wild fellows, whom I had always avoided, and to whom I had never spoken, except as a lady must needs from time to time speak to her father's people. Yet my father called me by names of which I hardly know the meaning, but my heart told me they were such as shame any modest woman; and from that day he turned quite against me; - nay, sir, not many weeks after that, he came in with a riding-whip in his hand; and, accusing me harshly of evil doings, of which I knew no more than you, sir, he was about to strike me, and I, all in bewildering tears, was ready to take his stripes as great kindness compared to his harder words, when suddenly he stopped his arm midway, gasped and staggered, crying out, "The curse - the curse!" I looked up in terror. In the great mirror opposite I saw myself, so like me that my soul seemed to quiver within me, as though not knowing to which similitude of body it belonged. My father saw my Double at the same moment, either in its dreadful reality, whatever that might be, or in the scarcely less terrible reflection in the mirror; but what came of it at that moment I cannot say, for I suddenly swooned away; and when I came to myself I was lying in my bed, and my faithful Clarke sitting by me. I was in my bed for days; and even while I lay there my Double was seen by all, flitting about the house and gardens, always about some mischievous or detestable work. What wonder that everyone shrank from me in dread - that my father drove me forth at length, when the disgrace of which I was the cause was past his patience to bear. Mistress Clarke came with me; and here we try to live such a life of piety and prayer as may in time set me free from the curse.'

All the time she had been speaking, I had been weighing her story in my mind. I had hitherto put cases of witchcraft on one side, as mere superstitions; and my uncle and I had had many an argument, he supporting himself by the opinion of his good friend Sir Matthew Hale. Yet this sounded like the tale of one bewitched; or was it merely the effect of a life of extreme seclusion telling on the nerves of a sensitive girl? My scepticism inclined me to the latter belief, and when she paused I said:

'I fancy that some physician could have disabused your father of his belief in visions -'

Just at that moment, standing as I was opposite to her in the full and perfect morning light, I saw behind her another figure - a ghastly resemblance, complete in likeness, so far as form and feature and minutest touch of dress could go, but with a loathsome demon soul looking out of the grey eyes, that were in turns mocking and voluptuous. My heart stood still within me; every hair rose up erect; my flesh crept with horror. I could not see the grave and tender Lucy - my eyes were fascinated by the creature beyond. I know not why, but I put out my hand to clutch it; I grasped nothing but empty air, and my whole blood curdled to ice. For a moment I could not see; then my sight came back, and I saw Lucy standing before me, alone, deathly pale, and, I could have fancied, almost shrunk in size.

'IT has been near me?' she said, as if asking a question.

The sound seemed taken out of her voice; it was husky as the notes on an old harpsichord when the strings have ceased to vibrate. She read her answer in my face, I suppose, for I could not speak. Her look was one of intense fear, but that died away into an aspect of most humble patience. At length she seemed to force herself to face behind and around her: she saw the purple moors, the blue distant hills, quivering in the sunlight, but nothing else.

'Will you take me home?' she said meekly.

I took her by the hand, and led her silently through the budding heather - we dared not speak; for we could not tell but that the dread creature was listening, although unseen - but that IT might appear and push us asunder. I never loved her more fondly than now when - and that was the unspeakable misery - the idea of her was becoming so inextricably blended with the shuddering thought of IT. She seemed to understand what I must be feeling. She let go my hand, which she had kept clasped until then, when we reached the garden gate, and went forwards to meet her anxious friend, who was standing by the window looking for her. I could not enter the house: I needed silence, society, leisure, change - I knew not what - to shake off the sensation of that creature's presence. Yet I lingered about the garden - I hardly know why; partly, I suppose, because I feared to encounter the resemblance again on the solitary common, where it had vanished, and partly from a feeling of inexpressible compassion for Lucy. In a few minutes Mistress Clarke came forth and joined me. We walked some paces in silence.

'You know all, now,' said she solemnly.

'I saw IT,' said I, below my breath.

'And you shrink from us, now,' she said, with a hopelessness which stirred up all that was brave or good in me.

'Not a whit,' said I. 'Human flesh shrinks from encounter with the powers of darkness; and, for some reason unknown to me, the pure and holy Lucy is their victim.'

'The sins of the fathers shall be visited upon the children,' she said.

'Who is her father?' asked I. 'Knowing as much as I do, I may surely know more - know all. Tell me, I entreat you, madam, all that you can conjecture respecting this demoniac persecution of one so good.'

'I will; but not now. I must go to Lucy now. Come this afternoon, I will see you alone; and oh, sir, I will trust that you may yet find some way to help us in our sore trouble!'

I was miserably exhausted by the swooning affright which had taken possession of me. When I reached the inn, I staggered in like one overcome by wine. I went to my own private room. It was some time before I saw that the weekly post had come in, and brought me my letters. There was one from my uncle, one from my home in Devonshire, and one, re-directed over the first address, sealed with a great coat of arms. It was from Sir Philip Tempest: my letter of inquiry respecting Mary Fitzgerald had reached him at Liége, where it so happened that the Count de la Tour d'Auvergne was quartered at the very time. He remembered his wife's beautiful attendant; she had had high words with the deceased countess, respecting her intercourse with an English gentleman of good standing, who was also in the foreign service. The countess augured evil of his intentions; while Mary, proud and vehement, asserted that he would soon marry her, and resented her mistress's warning as an insult. The consequence was, that she had left Madame de la Tour d'Auvergne's service, and, as the Count believed, had gone to live with the Englishman; whether he had married her, or not, he could not say. 'But,' added Sir Philip Tempest, 'you may easily hear what particulars you wish to know respecting Mary Fitzgerald from the Englishman himself, if, as I suspect, he is no other than my neighbour and former acquaintance, Mr. Gisborne, of Skipford Hall, in the West Riding. I am led to the belief that he is no other, by several small particulars, none of which are in themselves conclusive, but which, taken together, furnish a mass of presumptive evidence. As far as I could make out from the Count's foreign pronunciation Gisborne was the name of the Englishman; I know that Gisborne of Skipford was abroad and in the foreign service at that time - he was a likely fellow enough for such an exploit, and, above all, certain expressions recur to my mind which he used in reference to old Bridget Fitzgerald, of Coldholme, whom he once encountered while staying with me at Starkey Manor-house. I remember that the meeting seemed to have produced some extraordinary effect upon his mind, as though he had suddenly discovered some connection which she might have had with his previous life. I beg you to let me know if I can be of any further service to you. Your uncle once rendered me a good turn, and I will gladly repay it, so far as in me lies, to his nephew.'

I was now apparently close on the discovery which I had striven so many months to attain. But success had lost its zest. I put my letters down, and seemed to forget them all in thinking of the morning I had passed that very day. Nothing was real but the unreal presence, which had come like an evil blast across my bodily eyes, and burnt itself down upon my brain. Dinner came, and went away untouched. Early in the afternoon I walked to the farmhouse. I found Mistress Clarke alone, and I was glad and relieved. She was evidently prepared to tell me all I might wish to hear.

'You asked me for Mistress Lucy's true name; it is Gisborne,' she began.

'Not Gisborne of Skipford?' I exclaimed, breathless with anticipation.

'The same,' said she quietly, not regarding my manner. 'Her father is a man of note; although, being a Roman Catholic, he cannot take that rank in this country to which his station entitles him. The consequence is that he lives much abroad - has been a soldier, I am told.'

'And Lucy's mother? I asked.

She shook her head. 'I never knew her,' said she. 'Lucy was about three years old when I was engaged to take charge of her. Her mother was dead.'

'But you know her name? - you can tell if it was Mary Fitzgerald?'

She looked astonished. 'That was her name. But, sir, how came you to be so well acquainted with it? It was a mystery to the whole household at Skipford Court. She was some beautiful young woman whom he lured away from her protectors while he was abroad. I have heard that he practised some terrible deceit upon her, and when she came to know it, she was neither to have nor to hold, but rushed off from his very arms, and threw herself into a rapid stream and was drowned. It stung him deep with remorse, but I used to think the remembrance of the mother's cruel death made him love the child yet clearer.'

I told her, as briefly as might be, of my researches after the descendant and heir of the Fitzgeralds of Kildoon, and added - something of my old lawyer spirit returning into me for the moment - that I had no doubt but that we should prove Lucy to be by right possessed of large estates in Ireland.

No flush came over her grey face; no light into her eyes. 'And what is all the wealth in the whole world to that poor girl?' she said. 'It will not free her from the ghastly bewitchment which persecutes her. As for money, what a pitiful thing it is! it cannot touch her.'

'No more can the Evil creature harm her,' I said. 'Her holy nature dwells apart, and cannot be defiled or stained by all the devilish arts in the whole world.'

'True! but it is a cruel fate to know that all shrink from her, sooner or later, as from one possessed - accursed.'

'How came it to pass?' I asked.

'Nay, I know not. Old rumours there are, that were bruited through the household at Skipford.'

'Tell me,' I demanded.

'They came from servants, who would fain account for everything. They say that, many years ago, Mr. Gisborne killed a dog belonging to an old witch at Coldholme; that she cursed, with a dreadful and mysterious curse, the creature, whatever it might be, that he should love best; and that it struck so deeply into his heart that for years he kept himself aloof from any temptation to love aught. But who could help loving Lucy?'

'You never heard the old witch's name?' I gasped.

'Yes - they called her Bridget; they said he would never go near the spot again for terror of her. Yet he was a brave man!'

'Listen,' said I, taking hold of her arm, the better to arrest her full attention; 'if what I suspect holds true, that man stole Bridget's only child - the very Mary Fitzgerald who was Lucy's mother; if so, Bridget cursed him in ignorance of the deeper wrong he had done her. To this hour she yearns after her lost child, and questions the saints whether she be living or not. The roots of that curse lie deeper than she knows: she unwittingly banned him for a deeper guilt than that of killing a dumb beast. The sins of the fathers are indeed visited upon the children.'

'But,' said Mistress Clarke eagerly, 'she would never let evil rest on her own grandchild? Surely, sir, if what you say be true, there are hopes for Lucy. Let us go - go at once, and tell this fearful woman all that you suspect, and beseech her to take off the spell she has put upon her innocent grandchild.'

It seemed to me, indeed, that something like this was the best course we could pursue. But first it was necessary to ascertain more than what mere rumour or careless hearsay could tell. My thoughts turned to my uncle - he could advise me wisely - he ought to know all. I resolved to go to him without delay; but I did not choose to tell Mistress Clarke of all the visionary plans that flitted through my mind. I simply declared my intention of proceeding straight to London on Lucy's affairs. I bade her believe that my interest on the young lady's behalf was greater than ever, and that my whole time should be given up to her cause. I saw that Mistress Clarke distrusted me, because my mind was too full of thoughts for my words to flow freely. She sighed and shook her head, and said, 'Well, it is all right!' in such a tone that it was an implied reproach. But I was firm and constant in my heart, and I took confidence from that.

I rode to London. I rode long days drawn out into the lovely summer nights: I could not rest. I reached London. I told my uncle all, though in the stir of the great city the horror had faded away, and I could hardly imagine that he would believe the account I gave him of the fearful double of Lucy which I had seen on the lonely moor-side. But my uncle had lived many years and learnt many things; and, in the deep secrets of family history that had been confided to him, he had heard of cases of innocent people bewitched and taken possession of by evil spirits yet more fearful than Lucy's. For, as he said, to judge from all I told him, that resemblance had no power over her - she was too pure and good to be tainted by its evil, haunting presence. It had, in all probability, so my uncle conceived, tried to suggest wicked thoughts and to tempt to wicked actions; but she, in her saintly maidenhood, had passed on undefiled by evil thought or deed. It could not touch her soul; but true, it set her apart from all sweet love or common human intercourse. My uncle threw himself with an energy more like six-and-twenty than sixty into the consideration of the whole case. He undertook the proving Lucy's descent, and volunteered to go and find out Mr. Gisborne, and obtain, firstly, the legal proofs of her descent from the Fitzgeralds of Kildoon, and, secondly, to try and hear all that he could respecting the working of the curse, and whether any and what means had been taken to exorcise that terrible appearance. For he told me of instances where, by prayers and long fasting, the evil possessor had been driven forth with howling and many cries from the body which it had come to inhabit; he spoke of those strange New England cases which had happened not so long before; of Mr. Defoe, who had written a book, wherein he had named many modes of subduing apparitions and sending them back whence they came; and, lastly, he spoke low of dreadful ways of compelling witches to undo their witchcraft. But I could not endure to hear of those tortures and burnings. I said that Bridget was rather a wild and savage woman than a malignant witch; and, above all, that Lucy was of her kith and kin; and that, in putting her to the trial, by water or by fire, we should be torturing - it might be to the death - the ancestress of her we sought to redeem.

My uncle thought awhile, and then said, that in this last matter I was right - at any rate, it should not be tried, with his consent, till all other modes of remedy had failed; and he assented to my proposal that I should go myself and see Bridget, and tell her all.

In accordance with this, I went down once more to the wayside inn near Coldholme. It was late at night when I arrived there; and, while I supped, I inquired of the landlord more particulars as to Bridget's ways. Solitary and savage had been her life for many years. Wild and despotic were her words and manner to those few people who came across her path. The country-folk did her imperious bidding, because they feared to disobey. If they pleased her, they prospered; if, on the contrary, they neglected or traversed her behests, misfortune, small or great, fell on them and theirs. It was not detestation so much as an indefinable terror that she excited.

In the morning I went to see her. She was standing on the green outside her cottage, and received me with the sullen grandeur of a throneless queen. I read in her face that she recognized me, and that I was not unwelcome; but she stood silent till I had opened my errand.

'I have news of your daughter,' said I, resolved to speak straight to all that I knew she felt of love, and not to spare her. 'She is dead!'

The stern figure scarcely trembled, but her hand sought the support of the door-post.

'I knew that she was dead,' said she, deep and low, and then was silent for an instant. 'My tears that should have flowed for her were burnt up long years ago. Young man, tell me about her.'

'Not yet,' said I, having a strange power given me of confronting one whom, nevertheless, in my secret soul I dreaded.

'You had once a little dog,' I continued. The words called out in her more show of emotion than the intelligence of her daughter's death. She broke in upon my speech:

'I had! It was hers - the last thing I had of hers - and it was shot for wantonness! It died in my arms. The man who killed that dog rues it to this day. For that dumb beast's blood, his best-beloved stands accursed.'

Her eyes distended, as if she were in a trance and saw the working of her curse. Again I spoke:

'O woman!' I said, 'that best-beloved, standing accursed before men, is your dead daughter's child.'

The life, the energy, the passion, came back to the eyes with which she pierced through me, to see if I spoke truth; then, without another question or word, she threw herself on the ground with fearful vehemence, and clutched at the innocent daisies with convulsed hands.

'Bone of my bone! flesh of my flesh! I cursed thee - and art thou accursed?'

So she moaned, as she lay prostrate in her great agony. I stood aghast at my own work. She did not hear my broken sentences; she asked no more, but the dumb confirmation which my sad looks had given that one fact, that her curse rested on her own daughter's child. The fear grew on me lest she should die in her strife of body and soul; and then might not Lucy remain under the spell as long as she lived?

Even at this moment, I saw Lucy coming through the woodland path that led to Bridget's cottage; Mistress Clarke was with her; I felt at my heart that it was she, by the balmy peace which the look of her sent over me, as she slowly advanced, a glad surprise shining out of her soft quiet eyes. That was as her gaze met mine. As her looks fell on the woman lying stiff, convulsed on the earth, they became full of tender pity; and she came forward to try and lift her up. Seating herself on the turf, she took Bridget's head into her lap; and, with gentle touches, she arranged the dishevelled grey hair streaming thick and wild from beneath her mutch.

'God help her!' murmured Lucy. 'How she suffers!'

At her desire we sought for water; but when we returned, Bridget had recovered her wandering senses, and was kneeling with clasped hands before Lucy, gazing at that sweet sad face as though her troubled nature drank in health and peace from every moment's contemplation. A faint tinge on Lucy's pale cheeks showed me that she was aware of our return; otherwise it appeared as if she was conscious of her influence for good over the passionate and troubled woman kneeling before her, and would not willingly avert her grave and loving eyes from that wrinkled and careworn countenance.

Suddenly - in the twinkling of an eye - the creature appeared, there, behind Lucy; fearfully the same as to outward semblance, but kneeling exactly as Bridget knelt, and clasping her hands investing mimicry as Bridget clasped hers in her ecstasy that was deepening into a prayer. Mistress Clarke cried out - Bridget arose slowly, her gaze fixed on the creature beyond; drawing her breath with a hissing sound, never moving her terrible eyes, that were steady as stone, she made a dart at the phantom, and caught, as I had done, a mere handful of empty air. We saw no more of the creature - it vanished as suddenly as it came, but Bridget looked slowly on, as if watching some receding form. Lucy sat still, white, trembling, drooping - I think she would have swooned if I had not been there to uphold her. While I was attending to her, Bridget passed us, without a word to any one, and, entering her cottage, she barred herself in, and left us without.

All our endeavours were now directed to get Lucy back to the house where she had tarried the night before. Mistress Clarke told me that, not hearing from me (some letter must have miscarried), she had grown impatient and despairing, and had urged Lucy to the enterprise of coming to seek her grandmother; not telling her, indeed, of the dread reputation she possessed, or how we suspected her of having so fearfully blighted that innocent girl; but, at the same time, hoping much from the mysterious stirring of blood, which Mistress Clarke trusted in for the removal of the curse. They had come, by a different route from that which I had taken, to a village inn not far from Coldholme, only the night before.

This was the first interview between ancestress and descendant.

All through the sultry noon I wandered along the tangled brushwood of the old neglected forest, thinking where to turn for remedy in a matter so complicated and mysterious. Meeting a countryman, I asked my way to the nearest clergyman, and went, hoping to obtain some counsel from him. But he proved to be a coarse and common-minded man, giving no time or attention to the intricacies of a case, but dashing out a strong opinion involving immediate action. For instance, as soon as I named Bridget Fitzgerald, he exclaimed:

'The Coldholme witch! the Irish Papist! I'd have had her ducked long since but for that other Papist, Sir Philip Tempest. He has had to threaten honest folk about here over and over again, or they'd have had her up before the justices for her black doings. And it's the law of the land that witches should be burnt! Ay, and of Scripture, too, sir! Yet you see a Papist, if he's a rich squire, can overrule both law and Scripture. I'd carry a faggot myself to rid the country of her!'

Such a one could give me no help. I rather drew back what I had already said, and tried to make the parson forget it, by treating him to several pots of beer in the village inn, to which we had adjourned for our conference at his suggestion. I left him as soon as I could, and returned to Coldholme, shaping my way past deserted Starkey Manor-house and coming upon it by the back. At that side were the oblong remains of the old moat, the waters of which lay placid and motionless under the crimson rays of the setting sun; with the forest-trees lying straight along each side, and their deep-green foliage mirrored to blackness in the burnished surface of the moat below - and the broken sundial at the end nearest the hall - and the heron, standing on one leg at the water's edge, lazily looking down for fish - the lonely and desolate house scarce needed the broken windows, the weeds on the door-sill, the broken shutter softly flapping to and fro in the twilight breeze, to fill up the picture of desertion and decay. I lingered about the place until the growing darkness warned me on. And then I passed along the path, cut by the orders of the last lady of Starkey Manor-house, that led me to Bridget's cottage. I resolved at once to see her; and, in spite of closed doors - it might be of resolved will - she should see me. So I knocked at her door, gently, loudly, fiercely. I shook it so vehemently that at length the old hinges gave way, and with a crash it fell inwards, leaving me suddenly face to face with Bridget - I, red, heated, agitated with my so long baffled efforts - she, stiff as any stone, standing right facing me, her eyes dilated with terror, her ashen lips trembling, but her body motionless. In her hands she held her crucifix, as if by that holy symbol she sought to oppose my entrance. At sight of me, her whole frame relaxed, and she sank back into a chair. Some mighty tension had given way. Still her eyes looked fearfully into the gloom of the outer air, made more opaque by the glimmer of the lamp inside, which she had placed before the picture of the Virgin.

'Is she there?' asked Bridget hoarsely.

'No! Who! I am alone. You remember me.'

'Yes,' replied she, still terror-stricken. 'But she - that creature - has been looking in upon me through the window all day long. I closed it up with my shawl; and then I saw her feet below the door, as long as it was light, and I knew she heard my very breathing - nay, worse, my very prayers; and I could not pray, for her listening choked the words ere they rose to my lips. Tell me, who is she? - what means that double girl I saw this morning? One had the look of my dead Mary; but the other curdled my blood, and yet it was the same!'

She had taken hold of my arm, as if to secure herself some human companionship. She shook all over with the slight, never-ceasing tremor of intense terror. I told her my tale as I have told it you, sparing none of the details.

How Mistress Clarke had informed me that the resemblance had driven Lucy forth from her father's house - how I had disbelieved, until, with mine own eyes, I had seen another Lucy standing behind my Lucy, the same in form and feature, but with the demon-soul looking out of the eyes. I told her all, I say, believing that she - whose curse was working so upon the life of her innocent grandchild - was the only person who could find the remedy and the redemption. When I had done, she sat silent for many minutes.

'You love Mary's child?' she asked.

'I do, in spite of the fearful working of the curse - I love her. Yet I shrink from her ever since that day on the moor-side. And men must shrink from one so accompanied; friends and lovers must stand afar off. Oh, Bridget Fitzgerald! loosen the curse! Set her free!'

'Where is she?'

I eagerly caught at the idea that her presence was needed, in order that, by some strange power or exorcism, the spell might be reversed.

'I will go and bring her to you!' I exclaimed. But Bridget tightened her hold upon my arm.

'Not so,' said she, in a low, hoarse voice. 'It would kill me to see her again as I saw her this morning. And I must live till I have worked my work. Leave me!' said she suddenly, and again taking up the cross. 'I defy the demon I have called up. Leave me to wrestle with it!'

She stood up, as if in an ecstasy of inspiration, from which all fear was banished. I lingered - why I can hardly tell - until once more she bade me begone. As I went along the forest way, I looked back and saw her planting the cross in the empty threshold, where the door had been.

The next morning Lucy and I went to seek her, to bid her join her prayers with ours. The cottage stood open and wide to our gaze. No human being was there; the cross remained on the threshold, but Bridget was gone.

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A Philadelphia woman has been charged with murder for last week’s triple stabbing on Lincoln University's campus, which left one student dead. The woman is the sister of one of the students involved in the fight.

Authorities say Nydira Smith, 39, stabbed three students on the night of Feb. 16 after a fight broke out in a dorm. One of them, 21-year-old Jawine Evans, was fatally stabbed in the neck.

The two others, both 22 years old, were treated and released for non-fatal stab wounds.

Investigators say the attack took place in the first-floor hallway of a dorm room. Detectives recovered video that shows Smith stabbing Evans in the neck. Evans is seen clutching his neck and staggering backward, yelling, “She stabbed me!”

Evans died at the scene.

The video also shows Smith lunging toward the two surviving students with a knife, and officials say at least six others were in danger of being stabbed.

Several people involved in the fight were identified via witness videos, including Smith’s brother, who is a student at Lincoln.

Additional footage shows Smith’s car getting to campus at 9:07 p.m. — right before the attack — and leaving 15 minutes later.

“We believe this was premeditated,” Chester County District Attorney Deb Ryan said Thursday at a press conference. “[Smith] took an hour and a half to drive from her home in West Mount Airy out to Lincoln University with a knife to join in a fight, with the intent to kill.”

Police conducted a search warrant of Smith’s home the next day and found blood-stained clothing and a set of knives that had one missing. They also found blood in her car and medical paperwork that indicated she had sought treatment for a cut on her hand.

In a statement, Evans’ mother, Beverly, expressed her and her family’s grief.

“We thought he would be safe on the campus of Lincoln University, and never dreamed such a terrible thing could happen there,” she said. “We’re stunned at the lax university security, but extremely grateful to Chester County law enforcement for catching Jawine’s killer.”

Smith is charged with first- and third-degree murder as well as other related offenses. She is being held without bail in the Chester County Prison.

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19. The Connecticut River Museum. The old Steamboat Dock in Essex was built in 1878 by Phoebe Hayden, widow of William S. Hayden. Originally a warehouse and general store, the building has been used for various purposes over the years. In 1944, it was acquired by the Lovell family, owners of the nearby Griswold Inn, who put a restaurant on the second floor. The Steam Boat Dock served the Ely-Lyme ferry. After they sold the building in 1962, it began to fall into disrepair, but was eventually saved and converted to become home to the Connecticut River Museum.

Town Dock: Moored at the Town Dock is the a replica of the Onrust, Dutch for “unrest” or “restless” built by Adriaen Block in 1614. Site of Essex Elly’s Ferry to Lyme, CT.

20. Hayden Chandlery. 1813. Captain Richard Hayden‘s Chandlery in Essex was built in 1813 and originally stood at the corner of Main Street and Novelty Lane. Constructed in the Federal style, it served as a chandlery (a store selling supplies and equipment for seamen and ships). Built next to Hayden‘s shipyard, the building continued to be used as ship’s store, although by the early twentieth century the upper floor housed a tenement. The first floor windows and the projecting windows on the second floor are later additions. The building was moved to its present location in 1949 by the then owners of the Griswold Inn and placed on a more modern foundation. The chandlery and nearby steamboat dock warehouse were purchased by the Connecticut River Foundation in 1974, in order to preserve the historic waterfront. Renamed the Connecticut River Museum, the institution restored the chandlery in 1975 to display exhibits. Thomas A. Stevens, a former director of Mystic Seaport, died in 1982 and left his library to the museum. That same year, the warehouse had been converted into a museum building and the chandlery was again renovated, this time to hold the Thomas A. Stevens maritime research library.

21. The Oliver Cromwell ship. On June 13, 1776, the ship Oliver Cromwell, built by Uriah Hayden, was launched in Essex. The ship was one of the largest full-rigged ships built for the state after the establishment of Connecticut’s navy. The Navy was formed after the start of the American Revolutionary War in July of 1775 when the Connecticut General Assembly authorized Governor Jonathan Trumbull and the Council of Safety to purchase and outfit two armed vessels. The General Assembly later authorized the purchase of more ships including the construction of the Oliver Cromwell. All of the ships of the Connecticut Navy were captured or destroyed by 1779. The Oliver Cromwell, in its service to the Navy, captured nine British ships, the first being the brig Honour, before it was itself captured in July 1779 off Sandy Hook by three British ships and a brig after a two-hour battle.

22. Robert Lay House. Built in 1730 on land homesteaded since 1648, it is one of the oldest surviving houses in Essex. The estate was broken up in 1820. It is now owned by the Connecticut River Museum. The Lay wharf was to the North west. Once known as the beehive because of the large number of rented rooms, the house has been restored and is now part of the River museum complex.

23. Commercial building. 53 Main Street. Dates back to 1720, according to Town list.

24. Parking lot. Former site of Old Red Balloon building, Guy C. Wigan’s studio?

25. Thomas Millard Homestead. Thomas, a ship figurehead carver from New York City built this smaller gambrel style house in 1802; it is one of three houses he built on lower Main. Now part of Griswold Inn complex and home to a coffee shop.

26. Timothy Starkey, Jr.’s house, now part of the Griswold Inn complex, was built in 1800, when he leased land from Samuel Lay to build his home on the corner of Main Street and Ferry Street (the latter street being laid out in the 1820s, after the house was constructed). Starkey later bought the land and property extending along Main Street to the wharf, developed Pratt Street and was involved in various business ventures. Timothy Starkey married his cousin, Mary Ann Hayden, a daughter of Uriah Hayden. Starkey owned the Hayden-Starkey Store with his brothers-in-law, Samuel Hayden and Ebenezer Hayden II. Timothy’s brother, Felix Starkey, lived next door to him and married Esther Hayden, who was also a daughter of Uriah Hayden. The house later passed to Timothy’s daughter, Phoebe, who had married William S. Hayden. The house remained in the family until 1974 and is is now used for businesses.

27. The gambrel-roofed saltbox house at 43 Main Street, facing toward Ferry Street in Essex, was built in 1801 by Ephraim Bound. In 1828, it was purchased by Timothy Starkey, Jr. (he lived next door), who erected a store connected to the house and at a right angle from its northeast corner. The store was operated by Starkey’s son-in-law Joseph Ellsworth and then by a grandson, Timothy Starkey Hayden. The Hayden family occupied the house until 1926. The original store, destroyed in the 1920s, was replaced by a new commercial building in the 1960s.

28. Thomas Millard house, 41 Main Street. The original structure dates back to 1805 when it was Millards house and workshop. Architectural changes were made in the 19th century and it housed attorneys offices and Essex Town offices.

29. George Jewett House. Built by Thomas Millard in 1803, the house became the residence of Jewett in 1814. Jewett commanded the Potopaug militia. Jewett, a Mason, is thought to have cut a deal with Captain Richard Coote, Commander of the British invading troops, who was also a Mason. The deal is thought to be that the militia would not engage, if the British spared the town and people. Jewett left town one year later.

30. Dr Ezra Mather house, federal style, was built on Lay land in 2815 and housed the village doctor. Shown in top photo of the blog.

31. The house at 29 Main Street, 1850. A few doors down from the home of Dr. Ezra Mather, on Main Street in Essex, is a house he had built for his son, Mortimer Mather. The 1870 house is a late example of the Greek Revival style.

32. The house at 35 Main Street in Essex was originally built in the late eighteenth century with a gambrel roof. It was enlarged sometime before 1810 by builder Thomas Millard, likely for the newlyweds, Nathaniel Wilson and Temperance Lay. It has been converted into offices.

33. Ezra Clark Homestead. The small house at the front was constructed by Ezra in 1827 on what was an animal pound. It existed as a tenement house in the early part of the 20th century until it was purchased by Robert Carter, an architect who renovated it and built the large rear ell.

34. St. John’s Episcopal Church. Built in 1894 in the Richardson Gothic style, of Portland Brownstone. The congregation itself was originally housed in a church in Centerbrook, where the Witch hazel building now stands. The congregation then moved to Prospect street, where our Lady of Sorrows now stands. The church was largely financed by the Haydens, who later donated the Rectory house. The deed shows that the original Main Street formed an ell, following the course of what is now Pratt street and Cross Street.

35. Shailer Store.

36. 21 thru 1 Main Street buildings was the site of the first rope walk. The buildings and homes were constructed circa 1820 onwards, reflecting the commercial growth of Potopaug point. Construction in this section accelerated after the War of 1812. Their siting reflected the relocation of Main Street itself, which had roughly followed Cross Street and roughly parallel to what is now Pratt Street.

37. Black Seal. This building was once operated by the Mack family as the Thelma theatre showing silent pictures.

38. Prentice Pendleton, originally from Middlebury Vermont, built a house in 1819-1820 on Main Street in Essex. He had married Almira Pratt of Essex, but sold the house after her death in 1826. It was later owned by Captain Cornelius Doane. Part owner of the ship Cotton Planter, Capt. Doane was a pioneer in the Mobile packet and cotton trade. In the 1850s, he turned his attention from the declining shipping industry to the commercial development of Essex, where he became president of the Saybrook Bank in Essex. Starting in the later nineteenth century, Main Street in Essex began to develop as a retail area and the Doane House was owned by several local businessmen. In the twentieth century, a small store was attached to the house on the east.

39. The old Post Office was located here until 1922. Other business include the Burrows Store.

40. Essex Banks. These two institutions were founded within three years of each other in 1848 and 1851, as the Saybrook bank and the Essex Savings Bank.

40. 1 Main Street. Built 1880 and housed the Hall’s Store.

41. Essex Square. Shoreline Electric Railroad Company, started service from Old Saybrook in 1910, routed through Essex Main Street, and extended up North Main Street, past the Dickinson Offices. The trolley line extended north and west through Centerbrook, Ivoryton, Deep River, and Chester.

42. The Talbots building and adjacent buildings were once the Benjamin William Jr. Homestead, 1814. Originally there was a small two story house at the top of the old rope walk. In 1925, the Essex Square Theatre was built, to present motion pictures and house offices in the rear.

43. 3 & 5 Essex Square. Miner Block; Samuel Ingersoll Building; Benjamin Williams Jr. House. The two buildings facing the square have housed Essex pharmacy, an Oyster House and other businesses. A large structure for its time, it was built as a store complex in 1835 by Elias Redfield and joint owned by Elias Parmalee in 1842. Albert Miner purchased the business property in 1871, and built an elegant house behind it on Prospect Street. Thus, the commercial structure was known as "Miner's Block," the site of the 1874 oyster house. Miner took on a clerk named Charles Mather, who later became his son-in-law and took over the business as Mather's Store through the early part of the 20th century, specializing in hardware and appliances, later becoming an early home of Essex Hardware. The upper floors of the multi-level structure saw a number of uses come and go, such as a school room, various apartments and for decades, the third floor served as the meeting hall of the local Odd Fellows chapter and the Freemasons.

44. On North Main Street is the Arkin Block, built by Jacob Arkin, 1919, at one time housed a grocery store and other shops.

45. Farnham Parmalee house. 12 North Main Street in Essex, was originally located about 150 feet south of its current location. Built by Farnham Parmelee in 1818, it was purchased by Jacob Arkin in 1919, who moved it to make way for the Arkin Block, a brick commercial building.

46. site of second Ropewalk.

47. After the second ropewalk was destroyed by fire, this commercial building was moved to this location. It has housed several businesses, including a shoemaker, flower shop, and clothing store.

48. Baptist Church Conference Hall, 1837. This building was built just below the brick Baptist House on Prospect Street. When destroyed the local Point school, located where the Essex Savings bank now stands was mysteriously destroyed by a gunpowder explosion, the Baptists sold the building to the Town to house the school in 1845. It operated as a school until 1910. This is now the home of the Essex Art Association.

49. Samuel Lay House. Built in 1754 by Samuel Lay, the son of Robert Lay, Jr., the house at 17 North Main Street in Essex was altered the nineteenth century to conform to the popularity of the Greek Revival style. In 1924, the house was purchased and again altered by E.E. Dickinson, Jr.

50. Smith-Dickinson House. In 1841-1842, Charles Whitmore Smith, a merchant, built a Greek Revival house on North Street in Essex. In 1888, the house was purchased by Edward E. Dickinson, whose E.E. Dickinson Company dominated the nation’s production of witch hazel. The company was started in 1866, when Rev. Thomas Newton Dickinson saw an opportunity to bring the benefits of witch hazel to the general public. Born and raised in New England, Thomas Dickinson understood the powerful healing properties of the native plant, which was used by Native Americans. He opened his first distillery, bottling witch hazel in Essex Village on Prospect Street.

E.E. Dickinson wintered in Florida, where the wealthy community of Palm Beach was being developed at the time. In 1927, Dickinson enlarged and remodeled his house in Essex to resemble Whitehall, Henry Flagler’s famous mansion in Palm Beach. The house was owned by the Dickinson family from 1888 to 1971. It was originally built in the Greek Revival style, with a one story porch wrapping around the front. In 1927, the house was dramatically enlarged. The immediately adjacent Braddock property was demolished to allow for the expansion of the house. The columns were added and garage areas were added.

52. Walcott Pratt Homestead. Opposite the Dickinson Mansion. Once all Lay land, this house was built in 1796, when Wilco’s Pratt married Wolcott Pratt.

53. E.E. Dickinson offices. In 1865, the land and a store located here was purchased by the Dickinson Family. The store was moved to Plains road in 1925, and the current Dickinson Office building was built by E.E. Between 1898 and 1902, the storage (and bottling) building was built by the railroad depot in Centerbrook, and the brick factory on the other side of the tracks was purchased.  His son, E. E. Dickinson, Sr., succeeded him, and was responsible for the huge growth of the company.  By 1914, there were more than 6,000 barrels of witch hazel stored in Essex. Photos of 1911 show the trolley tracks running past the old office.

54. Next to it are the Dickinson garages, 1925 The family owned much of the land on North Main, including well past the River View cemetery, and including the cemetery itself.

Dickinson Park.

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DA investigating 'hired muscle' at Mariner East pipelines

WEST WHITELAND TWP., PA (WPVI) --

The criminal investigation into the Mariner East 1, 2, and 2X pipelines was opened by Chester County District Attorney Tom Hogan just one month ago.

On Tuesday, Hogan voiced concern with the armed security hired by the pipeline company to protect yet another sinkhole.

"If you want to be private security, you could be private security, but you cannot masquerade as a constable," said Hogan.

On Sunday, a 5-by-10-foot sinkhole popped up behind a home on Lisa Drive in West Whiteland Township.

"The pipeline, it draws serious concern from the community because it's very dangerous," said neighbor Jason Mattia.

Hogan said when detectives arrived at the scene Monday, they were told to move back by an armed security guard, who flashed a badge and represented himself as a constable. When questioned, he revealed he was from Northumberland County, more than 100 miles out of his jurisdiction.

"The detectives ask him, 'Who do you really work for and who is paying you?' And the armed man's answer was 'Sunoco,' so at this point this looks like hired muscle," said Hogan. "Private security masquerading as a constable, coming down here to work security for this pipeline which is only going to intimidate, infuriate citizens of Chester County."

Sunoco says it does hire private security and did so here at the request of the family who lives in that home, but the company would not explain why the employee may have been posing as local law enforcement.

The Chester County criminal investigation into the pipeline continues.

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If you are going through a divorce or separation you are already stressed and emotionally drained. It becomes all the more difficult when children are also involved. A Pennsylvania child custody attorney can come to your aid. Keep reading to learn the top reasons for hiring a child custody attorney.

Child's Best Interests

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Maintaining Peace

Sometimes, child custody negotiations between you and your former partner can turn ugly and frustrating. Hiring a Pennsylvania child custody attorney to do the negotiations can help avoid negativity and settle matters in a more amicable manner.

Courtroom Experience

Family dynamics and financial arrangements can render your custody battle more complicated. You need someone with you to handle the necessary courtroom procedures and prepare relevant documents. If your ex-partner hires an attorney, you need to hire a lawyer on your behalf to represent your best interests. The attorney will take care so that there are no issues with paperwork that can imperil your case. In addition to custody, your attorney can also assist you in child support by offering you the advice and legal expertise you need.

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DiCindio Law Tops Domestic Violence Legal Defense in Chester County

A Guide to the Legal Process, Consequences, and Alternative Resolution Options for Domestic Violence Cases

West Chester, PA—DiCindio Law, LLC, a leading legal firm in West Chester, Pennsylvania, provides comprehensive legal representation for individuals facing domestic violence charges. The firm focuses on protecting clients' rights and achieving favorable outcomes and offers expert guidance through every step of the legal process.

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Domestic violence cases in Pennsylvania encompass a range of abusive behaviors directed at family members, partners, or household members. These can include physical violence, threats, harassment, and emotional abuse. Common charges associated with domestic violence include simple assault, aggravated assault, harassment, stalking, terroristic threats, and sexual assault.

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The journey through the legal system for those accused of domestic violence involves several critical stages, including arrest and booking procedures, preliminary arraignment, preliminary hearings, pre-trial proceedings, and the trial process. Each stage presents unique challenges and opportunities for defense. A domestic violence attorney plays a crucial role in navigating these complexities, ensuring clients' rights are protected throughout the process.

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Domestic violence charges can have far-reaching consequences beyond immediate legal penalties. These may include criminal record concerns, impact on employment opportunities, effects on gun ownership rights, influence on child custody and visitation rights, and professional and personal repercussions. A domestic violence lawyer can help clients understand and mitigate these potential long-term impacts.

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In some cases, alternative resolution options may be available, such as plea bargains, diversionary programs, and counseling and rehabilitation. A domestic violence defense attorney can assess whether these options are suitable for a client's situation and guide them through the process.

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Domestic violence cases often involve intricate legal and personal elements. DiCindio Law's team understands these complexities and works diligently to address all aspects of each case. From challenging evidence to negotiating with prosecutors, the firm's domestic violence defense attorneys employ their expertise to pursue the best possible outcomes for their clients.

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A domestic violence attorney serves as a crucial advocate, protecting clients' legal rights from the moment charges are filed. This includes ensuring fair treatment during arrest and booking, advocating for reasonable bail conditions, scrutinizing evidence for inconsistencies or rights violations, negotiating with prosecutors for charge reductions or dismissals, and presenting a strong defense in court if the case goes to trial. DiCindio Law's attorneys are committed to providing this level of dedicated advocacy for each client.

About DiCindio Law

DiCindio Law is a respected legal firm based in West Chester, Pennsylvania, specializing in criminal defense, including domestic violence cases. Founded by former Chester County prosecutor Mike DiCindio, the firm combines local expertise with a deep understanding of both prosecution and defense strategies. DiCindio Law is dedicated to providing compassionate, comprehensive legal representation to clients throughout Chester County.

For individuals facing domestic violence charges and in need of expert legal assistance, DiCindio Law offers free consultations to discuss case details and explore defense options. Those seeking a domestic violence attorney near them in Chester County are encouraged to contact DiCindio Law at (610) 991-7860 or visit their website for more information. With DiCindio Law, clients can trust they have a skilled advocate fighting for their rights and working towards the best possible resolution of their case.

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instances throughout the entire state of west Chester. You ought to guarantee that you have a divorce legal representative that methods in the area you are declaring separation in. This way, he or she will certainly have the know-how necessary to get the best possible end result for you. For example, if you live in West Chester County and also you intend to file for divorce documents in Manhattan Coastline, you will desire an attorney who practices in this area.When it comes to the charges that you will certainly be needed to spend for your separation, the regulations that regulate these costs vary from region to region. As a result of this, it is best to shop around to locate the very best separation legal representative in

Westchester that finest fits your demands. Keep in mind that the even more experience an attorney has with these sort of situations, the much more she or he will bill you. So, if you are having a really challenging divorce instance, you may want new best divorce lawyer westchester costs to think about employing a lawyer who has even more experience to make sure that you can obtain the very best outcomes possible.Finding the best divorce lawyer in west Chester is uncomplicated. As soon as you understand where you require to go to look for one, you will certainly also wish to study as high as you can about the legal representative in order to see to it that you are selecting the most effective person

for your requirements. The Internet is a wonderful source in figuring out everything you need to recognize. Nevertheless, if you are incapable to check out the workplaces of a lawyer while you remain in community, you may still be able to obtain every one of the information you need by simply using the phone.

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A coalition of twenty-two consumer and public health advocacy groups, led by Campaign for a Commercial-Free Childhood (CCFC) and Center for Digital Democracy (CDD), have today filed a complaint with the Federal Trade Commission asking them to investigate and sanction Google for how its Google Play Store markets apps to children. The complaint states that Google features apps designed for very young children in its Play Store’s “Family” section, many of which are violating federal children’s privacy law, exposing kids to inappropriate content, and disregarding Google’s own policies by luring kids into making in-app purchases and watching ads.

Google first introduced its “Designed for Families” program back in 2015, which gives developers of kid-friendly apps meeting certain guidelines additional visibility in the Play Store. This includes a placement in the Family section, where apps are organized by age appropriateness.

To qualify, “Family” apps must abide by specific content policies, Google’s Developer Distribution Agreement, and the Designed for Families DDA Addendum. The apps must also meet the Designed for Families program requirements. Legal compliance with federal privacy laws, including COPPA (Children’s Online Privacy Protection Rule), are among the requirements.

COPPA is designed to protect children under the age of 13 by giving parents control over what information sites and apps can collect from their kids.

Above: Google Play store showcases children’s content in its own dedicated sections

But the new FTC complaint claims that Google is not verifying COPPA compliance when it accepts these apps and, as a result, many are in continual violation of the law.

“Our research revealed a surprising number of privacy violations on Android apps for children, including sharing geolocation with third parties,” said Serge Egelman, a researcher at the University of California, Berkeley, in a statement shared by the group. “Given Google’s assertion that Designed for Families apps must be COPPA compliant, it’s disappointing these violations still abound, even after Google was alerted to the scale of the problem,” he added.

TechCrunch asked the coalition if it had some idea about how many apps were in violation of COPPA, and were told the groups don’t know an exact number.

“From our survey – and more comprehensive analyses like the PET Study – it seems fairly prevalent,” Lindsey Barrett, Staff Attorney at Georgetown’s Institute for Public Representation, told us.

“The PET Study found that 73% of the kids apps in the Play store transmitted sensitive data over the internet, and we saw apps sending geolocation without notice and verifiable parental consent, and sending personal information unencrypted,” Barrett said. “Further, under COPPA, children’s PII cannot be used for behavioral advertising. Yet, many of the children’s apps we looked at were sending information to ad networks which say their services should not be used with children’s apps,” she added.

The apps also engage in other bad behaviors like regularly showing ads that are difficult to exit or showing those that require viewing in order to continue the current game, according to the complaint. Some apps pressure kids into making in-app purchases – in one example, the game characters were crying if the kids didn’t buy the locked items, it notes. Others show ads for alcohol and gambling, despite those being barred by Google’s Ad Policy.

Above: disturbing images from TabTale apps

The coalition additionally called out some apps for containing “graphic, sexualized images” like TutoTOONS Sweet Baby Girl Daycare 4 – Babysitting Fun, which has over 10 million downloads. (The game has a part where kids change a baby’s diaper, wipe their diaper area, then rub powder all over the baby’s body.) Others model actively harmful behavior, like TabTale’s Crazy Eye Clinic, which teaches children to clean their eyes with a sharp instrument, and has over one million downloads. (The game is currently not available on Google Play and its webpage is down.)

The complaint also broadly takes issue with apps that use common SDKs like those from Unity or Flurry (disclosure: Flurry and TechCrunch share a corporate parent) to collect device identifiers from the children’s apps.

“Nearly three-quarters of the apps in the Family section transmit device identifiers to third parties,” reads the complaint. “There is no way for us to know for sure what the device identifiers are used for. Since many of the apps send device identifiers to third parties that specialize in monetizing apps and/or engaging in interest-based (behavioral) advertising, it seems unlikely that this information is being used solely to support internal operations,” it says.

The groups say that Google has been aware of all these problems for some time, but hasn’t taken adequate steps to enforce its criteria for developers. As a result, the consumer advocacy groups are urging the FTC to investigate the Play Store’s practices.

The coalition had previously asked the FTC to investigate developers of children’s apps aimed a preschoolers who were using manipulative advertising. But today’s complaint is focused on Google.

“Google (Alphabet, Inc.) has long engaged in unethical and harmful business practices, especially when it comes to children,” explained Jeff Chester, executive director of the Center for Digital Democracy. “And the Federal Trade Commission has for too long ignored this problem, placing both children and their parents at risk over their loss of privacy, and exposing them to a powerful and manipulative marketing apparatus. As one of the world’s leading providers of content for kids online, Google continues to put the enormous profits they make from kids ahead of any concern for their welfare,” Chester said. “It’s time federal and state regulators acted to control Google’s ‘wild west’ Play Store App activities,” he added.

Apple was not similarly called out because a similar analysis has not yet been done on its app marketplace, Josh Golin, Executive Director at CCFC told us. In Google’s case, he explained, two major studies found widespread issues with the Play Store apps for kids. One from Berkeley researchers found widespread COPPA non-compliance; the other, by University of Michigan researchers, found children’s play experience was often completely interrupted and undermine by aggressive marketing tactics.

The complaint comes at a time where there is increased scrutiny as to how tech companies are misusing and abusing consumer data and violating privacy. Kids game have already been the subject of some of some concern. And this morning, an NYT investigation into Facebook revealed it had shared more of users’ personal data than disclosed with major tech companies, following a year of data scandals.

The issue of data privacy is an industry-wide problem. Tech companies’ failures on this front will likely lead to increased regulation going forward.

Google and the named developers were not immediately available to comment this morning. We’ll update if comments are provided.

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The FDCPA has protected consumers since 1977. This federal law protects you from unfair or abusive debt collection practices through clear rules about what debt collectors may and may not do while collecting a debt, as well as things they must do under law.

BYL Collection Services is headquartered in West Chester, Pennsylvania and was founded in 1998. The company offers accounts receivable management as well as collection services and focuses primarily on collecting for hospitals, physicians and health care providers, as well as financial institutions, retailers, utility companies and debt buyers.

The firm also offers property management services for student housing, military housing and multi-family housing with three subsidiaries: BYL Collection Services, LLC, Verifirst Background Screening and Virtual Accounts Receivable Outsourcing (VARO).

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