Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 94, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 August 1923 — Page 8
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(m I HE manifold powers of circumI I I stances were in conspiracy *■ * against Ned Cornet this late August afternoon. No detail was important in itself. It had been drizzling slowly and mournfully, but drizzle is not uncommon in Seattle. Ned Cornet had been passing the time pleasantly in the Totem Club, on Fourth Street, doing nothing in particular, nothing exceedingly bad of good or even unusually diverting; but such was quite a customary practice with him. Finally, Cornet's special friend, Rodnejt Coburn, had just returned from one of his hundred sojourns in far places—this time from an especially attractive salmon stream in Canada. The two young men had met in Coburn’s room at the Totem Club, and the steward had gone thither with tall glasses and ice. Coburn had not returned empty-handed from Canada. Partly in celebration of his return, and partly of the goods that had acompanied him, his friend Ned raised his afternoon limit from two !owerful pre-dinner cocktails to no .ess than four richly amber whiskies-.nd-sodas. Thus their meeting was uspicious, and on leaving the club, bout seven, it came about that Ned Cornet met the rain. It was not enough to bother him. ’le didn’t even think about it. It •as only a lazy, smoky drizzle that eepened the shadows of falling twight and blurred the lights in the treet Ned Cornet had a fire within ’rat tnore or less occupied his houghts.
THE GIRL SMILED IN HIS FACE. In a space of time so short that it resembled some half-glimpsed incident in a dream, Ned found himselj, still at his wheel, the car crosswise n the street and the front wheels ilmost touching the curb, a terrible and ghastly sobriety upon him. Something had happened. He had gone into a perilous skid at the corner of Fourth and Madison, the car had slid sickeningly out of his con- ; rol, and at the wrong Instant a dark hape, all too plainly another automobile, had lurched out of the murk of the rain. Ned Cornet had had automobiles at .iis corhmand long before it was safe or him to have his hands on them. When cold sober he drove rather too fast, none too carefully, but had an almost incredible mastery over his car. He knew how to pick his wheel tracks over bumpy roads, and he knew the exact curve that a car could take with safety In rounding a corner. Even now, in the crisis that had just been, he had handled his car like the veteran he was. The wonder was not that he had hit the other car, but rather, considering the speed with which he had come, that it should continue to remain before his sight, but little damaged, instead of being shattered into kindling and dust. Nevertheless it was not yet time to receive congratulations from spectators. There had been serious consequences enough. He was suddenly face to face with the fact that in his haste to get home for dinner he had very likely a human life. There was a curious, huddled heap on the dim pavement, just beyond the small car he had struck. It was a girl; she lay very still, and the face half covered by the arm seemed very white and lifeless. And blasted by a terror such as was never known in all his wasted years, Ned leaped, raced, and fell to his knees at her side. The car he had struck was one of the thousands of "jitneys" of which
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he had so often spoke with contempt. The girl was a shop girl or factory worker, on her way home. Shaken with horror, but still swift and strong from the stimulus of the crisis, he lifted her head and shoulders in his arms. Then the girl smiled in his face. “I’m not hurt,” he heard her say, seemingly in answer to some senseless query of his. She shook her head at Jhe same time, and she smiled as she did It. “I know what I'm saying,’’ she went on. “I’m not hurt —one —bit!” The little drama, as if hurled in an instant from the void, was already done. Tragedy had been averted; it was merely one of the thousands of unimportant smash-ups that occur in a great city every year. Some of the spectators were already moving on. In just a moment, before half a dozen more words could be said, ether cars were swinging by, and a policeman was on the scene asking questions and Jotting down license numbers. Just for a moment he paused at Ned’s elbow. “Your name and address, please?” he asked coldly. Ned whirled, turning his eyes from the girl's face for the first time. “Ned Cornet,” he answered. And he gave his father's address on Queen Anne Hill. “Show up before Judge Rossman in the morning,” he os'dered. “The jitney there will send their bills to you. I’d advise you to pay ’em.” “I’ll pay ’em,” Ned agreed. “I’ll throw in an extra twenty to pay for their loss of time.” “This young lady says she ain’t hurt," the policeman went on. “It certaifily is no credit to you that she ain’t. There is plenty of witnesses here if she wants to make a suit.” “I?! give this young lady complete satisfaction,” Ned promised. He turned to her in easy friendliness, a queer little crooked smile, winning and astonishingly Juvenile, appearing at his mouth. “Now let’s get in my car. “I’ll take you home—and we can talk this over.” She directed him out Madison, into a district of humble, modest, but respectable residences. “It's lucky you came along —l don’t often get a ride clear to my door.” “Lucky! I want to say if it wasn’t for all the luck in the world you’d be going to the hospital instead. I'm taking all the blame for that smash I back there—l got off mighty lucky. | Now let’s settle about the dress —and ! a few other things. First —you’re j sure you’re not hurt?” He was a little surprised at the gay, j girlish smile about her lips. “Not a | particle. It would be nice if I could 1 go to the hospital two weeks or so, I Just to rest—but I haven’t the conscience to do it. I’m not even scratched —just pushed over in the street. And I’m afraid I can’t even charge you for the dress. I’ve always had too much conscience. Mr. Comet.” “Os course I’m going to pay—” “The dress cost only about twenty dollars—at a sale. And it doesn’t seem to be even damaged. Os course it will j have to be cleaned. To save you the ] embarrassment I see growing in your face, I’ll gladly send the bill to you if you like —” In the bright street light he looked up, studying her face. Her skin had a healthy freshness, pink like the marvelous pink of certain spring wild flowers, and she had delicate girlish features that wholly suited his appraising eye. This girl in his car was in her early twenties—over, rather than under—of medium height, with the slender strength of an expert swimmer. yet her beauty was that of a child. He couldn’t tell, at first, in just what her beauty lay. Other girls had fresh skins, bright eyes, smiling lips and masses of dark lustrous hair—and some of them even had the simplicity of good manners. Ned had a quick, sure mind, and for a moment he mused over his wheel as he tried to puzzle it out. But soon after this Ned Cornet caught himself with a whispered oath. He was positively maudlin! The excitement, the near approach to tragedy, the influence of the liquor manifesting itself once more in his veins were making him stare and think like a silly fool. The girl was a particularly attractive shopgirl or factory worker, strong and athletic for all her appealing slenderness, doubtless pretty enough to waken considerable interest in certain of his friends who went in for that sort of thing, but he. Ned Cornet, had other interests. The gaze he bent upon her was suddenly In different. They were almost at their destination now. and he did not see the sudden decline of her mood in response ;to his dying interest. Sensitive as a i flower to sunlight, stye realized in a ! moment that a barrier of caste had dropped down between them. She | was silent the rest of the way “Would you mind telling me what you do—in the way of work. I mean?” Ihe asked her. at her door. “My father has a business that employs many girls. There might be a chance—” “I can do aimost anything wtth a needle, thank you,” she told him with perfect frankness. “Fitting, nem stitching, embroidery—l could name a dozen other things.” “We employ dozens of seamstresses and fitters. I suppose I can reach you here—after work hours. I’ll keep you in mind.” * An instant later he had hidden her good night and driven away, little dreaming, that, through the glass pane of the door, her lustrous blue eyes had followed the red spark that was his tail-light till it disappeared in the deepening gloom. II I K , I ED CORNET kept well within I[V the speed law's on his way back I Ito his father’s beautiful homq, on Quenn Anne Hill. He was none too well pleased with himself, and his thoughts were busy. There would be some sort of scene with Godfrey Cornet, the gray man whose self-amassed wealth would ultimately settle for the damages to the “jitney” and the affront to the municipality—perhaps only a frown, a moment’s coldness about the lips, but a scene nevertheless. No one could look at Godfrey Cor-
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Anew tomato canning factory has been completed at Swayzee. It will employ twenty men and fifty women.' John Warrick, who was engineer on the Harding funeral train from Chicago to Washington, is a former resi dent of Marion. A movement is under wajjr for the building of anew tri-city bridge over the Ohio River, connecting Jeffersonville, Louisville and New Albany. The Trinity English Lutheran Church, Ft. Wayne, the house of eran of many wars. The battles he had fought had been those of economic stress, but they had scarred him none the less. Every one of his fine features told the same story. His mouth was hard and grim, but it could smile with the kindest, most boyish pleasure on occasion. His nose was like an eagle’s beak, his face was lean with never a sagging muscle, his eyes, coal black, had each bright points as of blades of steel./ People always wondered at his trim, erect form, giving little sign of his advanced years. For all the luxury with which he had surrounded his wife and son, he himself had always lived frugally: simple food, sufficient exercise, the most personal and detalled contact with his business.
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worship for that congregation since 1863, has been sold for $171,000. The congregation is building anew building In the residence section. Only 5 per cent of Richmond College and high school students were not employed during their summer vacation. A water carnival In which most of the United States Naval vessels on the Great Lakes will participate will be held at Michigan Cit£ during the state convention of the* American Legion. . An 800 gallon still, ch largest ever found In Johnson County was confiscated on the farm of William Henderson by Franklin officers. Sheriff Daniels took the fifty-three orphans in the Madison County home to an ice cream social at Anderson as his guests. The Very Rev. John Cavanaugh, C. S. C., former president of the University of Notre Dame is very seriouly 111 at the Mercy hospital, Chicago. Claude Hungerford, Clinton, recently appealed to city officials for possession of his wife, 19., who, he claimed, was being kept away from him at the home of her parents. Mrs. Sarah Newbank. an aged wid-
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costs when she pleaded guilty to a charge of telling fortunes for hire. Because It is alleged he struck his wife with a whip while she was in bed with her three day old baby, James Stewart, Frankfort, is held at the Clinton County jail on a charge of assault and battery. One out of every five residents of Goshen and Elkhart who own automobiles failed to acknowledge such ownership in making out tax returns, according to the county assessor^ Five flocks of sheep in Elkhart Township, Noble Counfy have been ravished in the last twenty days by sheep killing dogs. The annual Huntington County farmers’ picnic will be held at Hier’s park, Huntington on Labor day. ORGANIZATION COMPLETE Attorney Leads Drive for Riley Memorial Hospital Fund. By Times Special TERRE HAUTE, Ind., Aug. 30. Frank R. Miller, Terre Haute attorney and real estate dealer, will head the campaign In Vigo County for funds for the consti-uction of the James Whitcomb Riley Hospital for Children. An executive committee, to have charge of the campaign for funds, was formed, consisting of Mrs. R. A. Acher, Miss Mae Helmar, E. G. Alden, E. C. Stohr, Miss Lena Reading, Mrs. E~ B. Mar bach, secretary, and James
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THURSDAY, AUG. 30, 1923
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PASTOR IS RE-ELECTED Dr. J. B. Parsons of University Heights has been re-elected superintendent of the White River Conference of the United Brethren Church at the iieventy-elghth annual conference now in session at Columbus, Ind,
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