Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 269, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 March 1924 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Sal tie Peck employe o£ the Pair Deal Five A Ten. quarrel* with her policeman ■iwoetheart. Michael Curtis. That night a storm comes up and SalUe volunteers to take down a washing left out that night by Ma Brennan. with whom Sallie lives. As the girl starts down the yard, a crash shakes the eath and something strikes her a blow on the head. When Sallie regains consciousness she finds herself in strange surroundings, richly furnished. She is waited upon by a French maid who calls her Mademoiselle Alva and tells her that her mother. Madame Copeland, will be in shortly to see her When Madame appears she klsees Sallie and tells her that she was injured in a train wreck and that Cousin Wheeler saved her lite. Madame Copeland tells halite she is being cared for by Dr Qu alt era NOW GO ON WITH THK STORY HIL.K she stood there with the [YV " arm sunshine streaming in I' " upon her face and turning her hair to spun gold a man cantered slowly among the dirt road beyond the wai. on a beautiful bay horse and Sallie gazed adimiringly at both mount and rider until she realized that the latter was staring fixedly up in her direction, apparently straight at her window! She dropped the curtain but through its folds her eyes followed him and just before he disappeared into a clump of trees he turned in his saddle and lifted one arm. He didn't exactly wave, but it looked like a sort of signal, nevertheless. Sallie turned Just as the door opened and Therese hurried In. “Why are you out of bed?" she demanded sharply. The change from the deference of her former manner was unmistakable and Sallie lifted her eyebrows. “What's the idea?" she retorted. “I guess I can look out the window if I want to. Therese!” The mention of her name brought a quick flush to the woman’s sallow "heek. “But mademoiselle must not rise until the doctor has come!" Her tone was respectful enough now, yet insistent. “You see. Miss Alva! It was not wise!” -"or Sailie’s treacherous knees had b#gun to give way beneath her and r**e was forced to reach out to > a hair-back for support. She perlitted Therese to lead her to bed and adjust the covers about her. then

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closed her eyes wearily, indifferent to the maid's departure. That sutlden hash of authority had revealed to her the difficulties of her P ; on.ament and she couldn't afford to waste arty time worrying about it. Folks didn't go around adopting strange girls out of railroad wrecks for nothing and the fact that: Mrs. Copeland was undeniably the real thing showed that she must be pretty desperate herself to take such a risk. For 'some reason Sallie was to be palmed off on somebody as her stepdaughter Alva that was clear, but it was equally certain she couldn’t get away with it. not unless Sallie fell in with the scheme and there was a swell chance of that! All she wanted now was to get home to Ma Brennan and her job at .he Fair Deal! Here she was in New York, where she didn't know a soul, without clothes or morey and in the hands of two women who were evi-

SaJMME TURNED JUST AS THE DOOR OPENED. dently determined to keep her for a while at least, but meantime Ma Brennan would be crazy with worry, think ing likely that she'd run away on account of that quarrel with Mike, and she'd lose her job if she didn't show up mighty quick. The door opened again and a mousey little woman entered with a rattle of her stiffly starched white uniform and a professional smile on hdr lips. She bore a great bunch of pink roses and’advanced to the bed. “My patient is much better this morning. I hear!” Her voice was brisk but soothing and she did not stare as searchingly as the other worn en had done. “These came for you just now and I knew you would want to see them." She laid the huge sheaf of roses on the coverlet and Sallie glanced indif ferently at until she saw that a card was poked in among them Drawing it out she pead the engraved name: "Mr. Wheeler Sioat," with “Forefathers Club" dowp in the lower left corner and written across the top in a queer, slanting, uneven hand: “Just heard the glad news. Waiting all impatience to see you.” Cousin Wheeler might wait indefinitely, as far as Sallie was concerned. She laid the card on the table beside her and watched the nurse as the latter moved about the room and into the tiled bath beyond with the quiet efficiency of a person who knew her business. The nurse emerged from the bathroom shaking a tiny thermometer and approached the bed once more. “The doctor will be here soon,” she announced. “I must take your temperature now. Miss Copeland—.” “Listen!” SaJhe caught her wrist and pulled her down beside her. “You’re Miss Tidmarsh, ain’t you? How long have you been taking care of me?” "For three days, my dear.” Miss Tidmarsh disengaged one hand, smiling again. “You have made a splendid recovery!"

“Then you Know I'm not cuckoo, don't you? I meanii that there’s nothing the matter with my head now; even If I was knocked silly?” “Os course not? It was only natural that you should be slightly delirious, but you are perfectly rational this morning. Miss Copeland.” “I’m not ‘Miss Copeland’!” Sallie burst out desperately. "You’ve got to listen and try to understand! I was mixed up in that train wreck and rescued by mistake for somebody else! | I don’t know why Mrs. Copeland brought me heye. I never saw her or that Therese liefore In my life and I’ve got to go home —!” “I understand!” Miss Tidmarsh spoke soothingly ajd did not appear to be surprised at the revelation. “That will all be arranged for you, but you. must let me take your temperature before you say any more for I must mark it on your chart and if it has risert I am afraid the doctor won’t let you go—” “Say, listen, sister, you’ve got me wrong!” Sallie pleaded in sudden panic. “They’re trying to put that over on you the same as me, that I don't know who I am nor what I'm talking about! You've got to help me get away!” “Yes. yes, I will, but not if you say one—word more!” The nurse's cool tones had crisped with authority. “Take the thermometer—that’s right, now close your lips, please. Give me your hand." Her firm lingers closed on Sadie's wrist and the girl lay watching her in mute appeal as she counted the pulse-beats and frowning wrote some figures on a little red leather pad. “Excuse me. Just a minute, please.” She removed the thermometer and went quickly into the bathroom before Sallie could utter a word, but a knock sounded almost immediately upon the outer door leading to the hall and she reappeared to usher in a sl'm. dapper, smooth-shaven- man in the late forties, who with a whispered word and a nod handed her a small bag. and then advanced to the bed rubbing h s shapely hands together In a way that made Salle long to throw something at him. “Good morning, my dear! Ah, I see that we are coming around nicely now! £The chart, please. Miss Tidniarsh. Ha. h’m. temperature—l fear there ha= h‘ c n too much excitement;

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“Who are you?” demanded Sallie I abruptly. ] “Doctor Qualfiers, your physician. Take these, my dear. Now a little water, please, Miss Tidmarsh.” He smiled, showing a row of shining teth Sallie obediently swallowed the tablets and took a sip of the water, trying to control herself. “Doctor,” essayed a faint smile, “I suppose you know who I am?" “Certainly. You are Alva Cope-

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

it, and Sallie gritted her teeth but * forced herself to go on. "Have you ever seen me before? j Before this accident, I mean?” “Os course! You haven’t forgoteen?" i Dr. Qualters laughed indulgently. “I attended you when you first returned, to America a month ago and were feeling so badly after that rough passage, don’t you remember? Before that I had not Seen you since you were a little girl.” So he was In on It, tool Sallle’s

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back among her pillows. There was only one course for her to take now; sit pretty and let thing* ride. CHAPTER 111 The Newspaper Fragment When Sallie awoke once more the shadows of late afternoon were creeping in at the window and the throbbing In her head had ceased. Reaching up, she felt that the bandages had been removed and two strips of pi as

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She must first find out why Mrs, Copeland was trying to put over this bluff. There must be a lot of servants in such a big house and they couldn’t all be working In with Mrs. Dopeland, for If she was trying to get away with anything crooked she wouldn’t take a chance on blackmail later; SaJUe had listened to enough of Mike's talk about criminal oases to realize that, to say nothin# of Ma Brennan's pet detective stories. Soon-

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS—By BLOSSER

body hi that household who’d help hi, but until then it was up to her to Just sit tight. For the first time she found herself wondering about the real Alva Copeland. If there was any such girl and she had actually been in that wreck, what had become of her? At this point her cogitations were interrupted by the entrance of Miss Tidmarsh bearing a tray and Sallie beoame aware all at once that she was healthily hungry. She eyed the silver covers eagerly and Mis* Tidmarsh

MONDAY, MARCH 24, 1924

—By MARTIN

—By TAYLOB

"You have had a nice little irttsp. Miss Copeland," she remarked “I guess I have,” Sallie agreed. “I'm awfully hungry now, though; I hope you’ve brought something besides soup!” “A lovely squab, and some jelly and tea!” She removed the covers and, the girl eyed the repast before hog with some disappointment. That measly little frizzled-up bird! What she would give for one of Ma BrennanV boiled dinners right now!