Indianapolis Times, Volume 36, Number 18, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 May 1924 — Page 10

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FUND FOR BAND TRIP MED ON Murat Players Will Donate Part of Receipts. A plan to raise funds to send police and firemen’s band to Montreal in July for the international police chief's convention, has been agreed upon between the Murat players and Captain John Zener of the police force. The Murat players will give half the box office receipts from June 2 to July 5 to the band for financing the trip. Police and firemen will sell tickets for $1 each, good for any performance at the Murat during that time. Board of safety has indorsed the agreement. Mayor Shank and Chamber of Commerce officials are arranging to go to Montreal on the special train, which will leave July 12. Second to Be Honored ■William Holtzman, of Boy Scout troop 26, will be made an Eagle Scout Wednesday at the monthly Court of Honor at the public library. Selection of a Scout from the Garfield district to take an extended auto trip in New England and Canada will be made.

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(Copyright. 1924, by United Press) WLAG-, Minneapolis (417 M), 4 P. M..CST —Special program for Memorial day, including brass quArtette and making quartette numbers and patriotic addresses. WEAF, New York (492 M), 6 P. M., EST —Memorial services from the Capitol Theater. WCAP, Washington (469 M), 8:20 P. M., EST—Memorial day concert by U. S. Army Band with special features. WGY, Schenectady (380 M), 8:15 P. M., EST—Edward Peple’s melodrama of the Civil War, “The Little Rebel.” , WSB, Atlanta (429 M), 8 P. M„ CST —Almas Temple Shrine Band and Glee Club of Washington, D. C. IVTGRATH AD PRESIDENT Blaine McGrath was elected president of the Indianapolis Adver rising Club at the Chamber of Com merce. Others named: Jesse Hanft, vice president: O. T. Roberts, treas urer; Briant Sando, Scott Legge, Bert O’Leary and Prank Flanner, directors. Homer J. Buckley of Chicago spoke on “Creative Selling.” He said that good salesmen are those who develop the positive side of their personality.

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ItfffclN HERE TOIhVV Bis Chris J.arson. Ala#fia cannery foreman, seeking boat connections for the outside world in a launch, is driven by & storm into a small cove. He had met the Remittance Man that evening and stands on the stormswept beach, pondering upon the. latter's hard drinking, when he observes a distrrs ssignal from a ship at sea. He is about to board his launch to answer the call, when the Remittance Man Joins him. They Join the launch crew and Btart to the rescue despite the storm. NOW GO ON WITH THE STOIiY IG CHRIS turned toward the door. Captain Jim smiled dimly when the Remittance Man got up, too. “You are no sailor,” he commented. “Nope! That part of my education was neglected. But any one who has done as much fancy balancing to keep his feet as I have in the last year will be a steady man In the tops* I’ll go out and be in that big Norwegian's way.” The mellow, easy voice some way heartened the man at the wheel. His pale blue eyes frankly studied the handsome, clean-cut face, now plainly revealed in the light of the pilot house. This southerner had wasted the birthright of a powerful physiquer He was a tall man, extrenTely broad of shoulder and big of bone, and a careless glance might have attributed to him even such physical power as that of Big Chris, whom he resembled greatly in build. But there was no iron in those, big, loose muscles. There was stijl, in his face, the lingering image of what had unquestionably been a general allowance of real, manly good looks. The captain gaze was quick and penetrative tonight, and he could see back Into the man's he could see the man of which this half-drunken, dissipated creature was tire image. Far away, and not long ago, he had been a youth of the greatest personal charm; well-bred, perfectly mannered, affectionate and good-natured; amiably weak yet chivalrous, quick to sympathize, kind and friendly to inferiors but recognizing no. superiors; & certain , well-loved type of southern gentleman of an old school. Curipslj enough the man was

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THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

clean-shaven; and the oqly explanation was that the lingering image of self-respect that kept him from crossing his blood with the Aleuts also kept him personally wellgroomed. His- beard, however, would have been decidedly brown; his shock of curly hair was light brewn. THE NEXT MOMENT WAS A BLANK. ‘ "All right,” Captain Jim pronounced at last. “Go out and help Big Chris all you can.” The Remittance Man turned in obedience, and the tilting, wavewashed deck brought him to sobriety quickly. The danger, the night and the stars, most of all the eternity of plunging waves on which the ship was borne wakened an odd, dark mood, stranger to him in all the reckless, happy years of his youth. Some way he saw this North of his in anew light. For the first time since he had come here, he was sober enough to catch the real tone, to feel the spirit Os these desolate seas and the eerie, savage, rockbound shores they washed. He had neves thought about them in particular before. He had simply lived

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in a nightmare of drink, and all the stern magic of this land has passed him by. But he was receptive to it tonight. It was such a mood as could easily hurl him into tragic regrets if he Ijad let himself go—if he had not long ago forsworn all regrets. In the first place, there was no particular fu:t of his—not even the tragic outcome of the launch rlae on the Savannah River—to which he could directly attribute his downfall; it had really been a combination of circumstances, many of which had hpen beyond his direct control. He had been weak, true enough—drinking rather too much than was good for him, but no more than other yien of his class, and not one-tenth as hard as he was drinking now in forgetfulness. He had been jealous with little cause; but this was also a human trait. It was simply that — for all his auspicious beginning, his carefree youth and the wonder of those first ineffable months With Dorothy—the cards of fate had been stacked against him. So it was neither wise nor fitting that he should yield himself to regret. There was no use of fighting when there was nothing to win. He could never go home. He must always be a fugitive from the world of men. He must stay here till he died. It seemed to him now that this ultimate end was nearer than he had ever dreamed. There was a strange sense of finality about this voyage. The wind was like a whiplash Out of the northwest, stinging his eyelids, buffeting him as he braced himself on the titlting deck, seeking every little entrance through sleeve and collar into his vitals. In the loneliness of his mood it did not occur to him at once that his fellow watchman might be likewise suffering. He only knew the truth when Big Chris paused beside him, cursing. “God, I wish I had my coat,” he said. “Like dam’ fool I lief it in dat native's shack ” * The Remittance Man gazed at him in quick amazement. It was true: Chris’ heavy mackinaw shirt alone saved him from t.he lash of the cold. “Good Lord, I wish you’d take mine,’ the Remittance Man answered promptly. “I’m sweating like a horse —” He saw the look of incredulous amazement in Larson's face. "Yas, you are—” he began in derision. “I am, no fooling. I guess it’s the liquor—besides, I've got a caribou shirt underneath.” He quickly threw off his heavy seaman’s coat and held it out. “Wear it a while, anyhow—we’re about the same build, and it will fit you to a T. I’ll

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holler for it back as soon as I feel chilly." Big Chris mattered, but slipped the garment on. He could not doubt those ringing words; otherwise wild horses could not have forced the nat across his brawny shoulders. Presently he turned away, leaving fhis man of cities almost unprotected in the blast of the wind. Why he had acted as he did, he could not have told you. The dying liquor had chilled him, rather than warmest him, nor was there any shirt of cold-defying caribou hide under his outer garment of heavy flannel. He could not exist long in such cold as this. The frost seemed to penetrate his vitals. The dawn was breaking over the sea, incredible after this night of storm and darkness; but it brought no mercy from the cold. Either he must leave his watch and seek shelter below, or else perish on the deck. He turned, at last, toward the pilot house; but it was the strangest thing in all his strange life that he had little real desire to go. It was not that he was vitally needed on the deck. Rather, it was an outgrowth of the night’s dark mood; he had seen the end toward which he was drifting all to plain. At least there would be some semblance of decency In such a death—to be stricken lifeless by the cold in his keeping of his watch. But the Remittance Man never reached the pilothouse door. There was one strange, bewildering, blinding instant of incredible stress, a quick, cracking, explosive sound that hardly had time to reach his ear drums, and then the swift realization, like a rocket’s flare, or irrevocable disaster.-The ship reeled, rent, the cruel crags ripped, caught, hurled it over; and the dark waves, foam-crested, roared, plunged, and smothered It in an instant. The man’s lips opened in one desparing cry; and then he was swept and hurled into darkness. CH APT fill II Bad News for Dorothy From Dorothy NeWhall's favorite chair where often she sat crosslegged like a tailor, she could look through the broad library window, across velvet lawns and a flowering hedge, and thence straight down the long, white boulevard- of Walton Way. It was characteristic of a certain part of her that In late years had come into the ascendency that she preferred this view to that, from the wide glass spaces of thtf sun parlor, the vista of dark pines, deep in shadow, and''the fields sur-'

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rendering to the ardor of the Georgia sun. Dorothy’s father-in-law had contrived the sun parlor for his own delight, and in his lifetime had been rather intolerant of the stream of motor vehicle* that flowed oeaselessly up Augusta’s most fashionable street; but they were all part of Dorothy's life. Today she saw- the colored messenger boy, pedaling stiffly up the grade, before ever he had passed the great, fashionable tourist hotel on the brow of the hill. She had time in plenty to watch him, and nothing better to do. Since tragedy had overtaken this household, something over a year before, she had had full cause to watchu®or telegrams. A swift premonition told her that the boy was heading straight toward her door. She had r.o great sense of surprise when the boy turned into her own beautiful curving driveway, circled to the wide veranda, leisurely propped up his wheel, and passed beyond the range of her vision as he mounted the veranda steps to her door. Dorothy got up slowly from her chair. She walked freely through the door, took time to glance once at a great bouquet of flowers, and her hand was steady as she signed for the message. Then her fluttering fingers tore it open. The next moment was a blank forever in her life. She had no memory of that first reading; yet when consciousness streamed back to her, a moment later, she lay half-sprawled over the great sette In the alcove just off the hall, and she knew the burden, if not the exact wording, of the message. The yellow slip still lay in her hand. She did not look at it at once. Instead she lay with closed eyes, and the world swept through space, and time moved as in the grayness of half-sleep. She raised her hand slowly, and the message caipe with it; and slowly, laboriously, she read It through again. It had been filed in the wireless office at Priate Cove, inAAlask a

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place of which she had never heard; —and had unquestionably come by; wireless to Seattle, whence it wa sent by wire across the continent. It did not mince words: (Continued in Our Next Issue) G. 0. P. DELEGATES SET Forty Republican delegates, their wives and many friends will leave; j Indianapolis Saturday night and' Sunday, June 7 and S, to attend the, national Republican convention at Cleveland, June 10. The Indiana delegation' will be quartered in the Cleveland and Stat-! ler Hotels and in the old Mark na home. v wP The delegates are pledged - to sup.; port United States Senator James* E. Watson of Indiana for the vicej presidency and Coolidge for President. At a meeting held at the Severini delegates were given their credentials and hotel reservations. Pedestrian’s Leg Broken Warren Adams, 40, of 810 High-* land Ave., was taken to the Dea-*, coness Hospital with a fractured, right leg after being struck by an; auto driven by Michael J. Schnied.i 36, of 1328 Olney St., at Tenth St. and Tecumseh Ave., today, policel sav. Schneid was arrested. a- ' w*. Electric Truck Men Meet Increased use of electric trucks: was reported by a committee representing the Transportation Bureau, Great Lakes Division of National* Electric Association, at the Chamber; of Commerce here. Electric trucks* are more economical than gasoline vehicles, members contend. S2OO in Overcoats Gone Checkroom thieves took $290 worth of overcoats at “Walnut Gardens,” amusement park dance hallnear Camby, Ind., Thursday night.