Case Of Miss Carmy Greville
From a Staff Reporter "FIND CARMY GREVILLE AND GET HER STORY."
These were my instructions—but easier said than done.
Miss. CarmyGreville was appointed General Co-ordinating Secretary for the Catholic Action Organisation for Girls at the Bishops' Low Week meeting, this year.
In a communication, published in the CATHOLIC HERALD on July 8, Miss Greville wrote that headquarters had been established at 1, Gloucester Road, Regent's Park, London. Miss Greville also told the CATHOLIC HERALD that she hoped to send fuller particulars at a later date, " and information of our activities as they take
The office at 1, Gloucester Road, Miss Greville added, would be available up to the beginning of September, for correspondence only.
Last week the Bishop's Low Week plan to organise Catholic women in England was released for publication. It revealed that Miss Greville's organisation was recognised as the Youth Section of the National Union of Catholic Women. But the CATHOLIC HERALD could not locate her.
Five minutes on the 'phone revealed the fact that 1, Gloucester Road had no telephone. A letter drew no reply.
Further investigation brought the information, from a priest, that the elusive Miss Greville's address was 17, Ryder Street, S.W.1.
S.W.1 is a fairly big postal district.
Pall Mall, Knightsbridge, Parliament Square, Victoria, Sloane Square are all S.W.1.
Nobody knew anything about Ryder Street except the girl in Victoria Street Post Office. She said : "St. James's—nearest post office, Piccadilly." She was that sort of girl, conscious of the Post Office's new reputation for efficiency.
The Shop was Closed
She was half right I discovered twenty minutes later. Ryder Street is a turning off St. James's Street. Nearest post office however seemed to be the one in St. James's. 1 didn't pace out the distances.
No. 17 Ryder Street is a stationer's shop. At that time, quarter past seven in the evening, it was shut. I sympathised perfectly of course. One really cannot expect shop assistants to do overtime on the offchance of giving information to lone trackers of Miss Greville.
I asked the caretakers of four blocks of service flats near the shop, and the commissionaire of a club about Miss Greville, the total result being that Miss Greville didn't live there any ' more—and it was really somewhat suspicious the way young men came enquiring about her so vaguely.
I walked quickly to St. James's Post Office and there telephoned the priest who had given me the Ryder Street address.
No, he hadn't made a mistake; but he wasn't surprised that I had not found Miss Greville. For some reason Miss Greville did not want her own address known. No doubt she had some perfectly good reason for being mysterious, I thought.
He agreed, was sympathetic, and suggested that I got in touch with Walsingham House, Upper Bedford Place, they probably had the details of Miss Greville's latest movements.
I got in touch with Walsingham House. The girl who answered the telephone told me that to get in touch with Miss Greville I should write to 17, Ryder Street, I described to her briefly how I had spent my evening so far, and that I needed some concrete proof of Miss Greville's existence.
I See For Myself
There was the sound of feet hurrying across hard floors towards the Higher Powers. After an interval they hurried hack and breathlessly I was told that 17, Ryder Street was the only address I could be given.
Why? She did not know but they'd told her to tell me to write to. . . .
I said : " I think I had better come and see them."
I went. At Walsingham House, one of the Higher Powers said that it was impossible to tell me anything of the whereabouts of Miss Greville, other than the Ryder Street address, because no one knew them. Obviously this lady was willing to help as much as she could. But she could do no more. She did not know.
A night's rest and I was on the job again. Having ascertained the telephone number of 17, Ryder Street, I rang them up, and succeeded in getting through at the third attempt. But, alas! It was merely an accommodation address!
I Hear the Grail
A few hours later the search was over . . Miss Greville called me on the 'phone.
She was charming. Slowly rising exasperation at the apparent fruitlessness of my search vanished at the sound of her pleasant voice.
" I have only just got your letter," she said (I thought to myself, " Which one?"), " it has been delayed four whole days in the post." It is shameful, I thought, that the Post Office can hold up Catholic Action like that in this so-called twentieth century.
Miss Greville explained why there was no 'phone at the Gloucester Road Headquarters. The Youth section of Feminine Catholic Action cannot afford it.
Much has been done already by the valiant Co-ordinating Secretary, despite tremendous odds. She didn't say so, but I gathered as much. I hope that all Catholic feminine youth in England will soon be co-ordinated by Miss Greville in one of the three branches of Catholic Action, the Young Christian Workers, the Young Christian Students, the Young Christian Groups.