Indianapolis Times, Volume 36, Number 100, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 September 1924 — Page 8

HORSE WATERING PLACES TO BE KEPT IN REPAIR Mr, Fixit Does a Good Turn for Old Dobbin in His Daily Rounds, U~~~J VERT effort will be made by |IT I the city to keep the few reUrLl maining water fountains for horses in good repair. This was the statement of W. P. Hargon of the street commissioner's office, and also president of the Indiana Humane Society, when a broken fountain at Blovd and Hillside Aves. was called to his attention. Former complaints to Mr. Fixit pointed out that the city had recently removed too many of the drinking fountains for Old Dobbin, but officials say they believe there are still enough. After a holiday Monday, Mr. Fixit was back on the job Tuseday attending to complaints of Times readers. Send in your troubles to him. He can help you if you have business at the city hall. Here is what he found today: TO A. E. MAYFIELD. 2019 Hillside Ave. on, complaint of watering fountain out of repair. TV. P. Hargon of the street commissioner's office will see that the fountain is put in order immediately. MR. FIXIT—Some time ago the board of works passed a resolution for the resurfacing of State Ave. from Washington to Prospect Sts. What is the status of the case and why hasn’t the contract been let? J. M. H. Board of works records do not show any resolution passed for resurfacing of State Ave. south from Washington St. A resolution recently ordered by the board was for resurfacing State Ave. from Washington to Vermont Sts. TO MRS. J. M’GIXX, IT2O S. Harding St. on alley being blocked by sheds. While the city is investigating, you can speed up your complaint by petitioning the board of works for opening the alley. Blanks may be obtained at the board's office, city hall. TO IXQUIRY coneemng paving of Parker Ave. from Seventeenth to Nineteenth St. Board of works records do not show your petition on file, although it was said one recently submitted was not yet posted. •*'* TO FRANK B. KRAUTH, 1248 Udell St. ori complaint of lawns to be graded: Investigation of the city'-shows that you must petition the board ■OPworks for grading these lawns. Members of the board promise to order the work as soon as petition is filed. MR. FIXIT —All summer there has been a mud hole at the corner of Boyd and Cruft Sts. Automobiles can hardly pass. The sewer on the

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corner also seems to be stopped up. Mrs. E. Wright, 1502 Boyd St. Officials of the street commisi sloner’s office said they would order the hole filled immediately. The sewer at your corner will be I cleaned. SILENT ON PART IN POWER DEAL Traction Head Declines to Discuss Merger, Robert I. Todd, president and general-manager of the Terre Haute, Indianapolis & Eastern Traction Company, today would neither confirm nor deny a rumor that the traction company and the Terre Haute Light and Power interests j were included in the big Indiana ; power merger with the Insull companies. “I don’t know anything about it,” Todd §aid, when asked about the so-called merger. G. O. Nicolai, general manager of the Terre Haute division of the traction company, also declared he knew nothing of the proposed merger. The Terre Haute company operates the huge power plant recently completed at Dresser, Ind., which furnishes approximately 140 Indiana cities and town, including Indianapolis, with power. Hoosier Briefs [“tRT RISONERS in the old jail I Y* I at Bicknell could break out I ■ J any time they took a notion. Thieves broke ail the chains and padlocks and made off with a large quantity of ‘‘white mule,” stored by the sheriff. O. O. Felts, movie theater proprietor at Rushville, Is writing a “Ninety Days in the Movies,” In which he offers suggestions on how to keepjwys off the streets and restore the old custom of “having dates." Clarence Boyle, workman at the Johnson glass plant at Hartford City, wanted a quiet smoke, so ha climbed on top of the smokestack. Ralph Forden, 8, of Washington, won't carve his initials on frees for a while. The knife slipped and jabbed him In the right eye. The Moose Home at Elwood ha* : anew attraction. William Givlden j has given the club three alligators, j They are kept in a hath tub. E. E. Reavis, Alexandria teacher, i told friends recently when he began i to teach, men and women tried to i see who could grow the most hair, i but now that they were taking the j opposite course. He mourns the bobbed hair age. the trans-Atlantic flight of i__l the new ZR-3, now in construction in Germany. Lieutenant Commander Sidney M. Krauss. who will be in charge, is a son of Charles Krauss of Peru and was born and reared there. Japan is in for a treat. Purdue hens will be shipped there. Handling 2 cents and a lot of them i made Postmaster H. P. Carpenter of | EJwood good at figures. He has ac- ! cepted an aecountant’s job with the j Ideal Canning Company at Frank- | ton. his term as postmaster having i expired. Mrs. Herschel Spainhour of Wash- ; ington thought she only sprained j her ankle when she stepped on half i a brick. Several hours later a doc- ! tor told her she had broken It. A. B. Frazier of Elwood says legend is wrong and that Jack qlimbed a tomato vine instead of a bean stalk. To prove it he is exhibiting a huge vine bearing 115 tomatoes.

Gone, but Not Forgotten Automobiles reported stolen belong to: Silas Yeager, 3316 Northwestern ; Ave., Ford, from Twenty-First St. ! and Capitol Ave. S. T. Washington. 1040 W. Veri mont St., Maxwell, from State fair- ! ground. Robert Schrenker, 2190 Station St., ; Chevrolet, from Market and Delaware Sts. Guy Christy, 2651 N. Harding St., Ford, from Riverside Park. Charles Binkley, 3763 Broadway, Lexington, from Kentucky Ave. and Washington St. Hobert Jackson, 1919 N. Captnl Ave., Ford, from Michigan St. and Jefferson Ave. D. B. Wilhite, 1912 Park Ave., Ford, from Pratt and Alabama Sts.Earl McDonald, 3730 Salem St., Hudson, from in front of same address. Thomas West, Noblesville, Ind., Ford, from State fairground. BACK HOME AGAIN Automobiles reported found by police belong to: Andrew Knight, 1310 Fremont St., Ford, found stripped of tires and steering wheel at Forty-First and New Jersey Sts. Charles Mayer, Jr., 1510 N. Meridian St., Packard, found at 315 W. New York St. Walter Miller, 543 N. Senate Ave., Ford, found at 2155 N. Capitol Ave. Riley Aumann, 711 S. Illinois St., Chevrolet, found on Maple Rd. near State fairground. Son a Writer “I understand your son is quite bright at college. Does he write for any paper?" "Yes, paper money.” ScrlppsPaine Service.

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Tho “Nervous Wreck.” an eccentric young easterner, is drivins Sally Morgan from her father's raneli to the station when they run out of gasoline. At the point of a sun the Wreck takes five gallons from a passing ear. Later Charlie McSween. foreman of a ranch along the route, makes them captives because he wants Sally for a cook. It develops that Mr. Underwood, the owner of the ranch, was in the ear which they held up. Sheriff Bob Wells, Sally's fiance. Is unwittingly searching the countryside for the ''bandits” who held up Underwood. Saily and the Wreck finally escape from the ranch, run into a camp of real bandits, are captured a second time, and then escape again. Fleeing on foot from the bandit camp, they discover a riderless, bridled horse in the woods. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY <<i r-pi] HERE’S another one roatnI lng around here some—T where,” she said. “Listen again.” After a short interval both heard it —a faint whinny from off among the trees. "Don’t move,” said Sally. "This one will answer in a minute. They’ll get together, or else I don't know horses.” Presently her prediction was realized, but it took another call from the distance before the bridled horse answered.' "Stay right here, Henry. The other one will come to us. You might have that rifle ready, just in case— There may be somebody riding it, you know, looking for this one.” The second horse was advancing more rapidly now. There was another interchange of calls and Sally clung more tightly to the bridle of their captive. The Wreck stood tense, ready to shoot at anything that looked like a man. Sally cautioned him not to be too quick; she did not want any blood-letting unless it was a final alternative. Out of the brush and into the dim light came a second riderless horse. "Hold this one,” said Sally, giving the bridle to the Wreck. An instant later she had a second captive. "Bridled and saddled like the first one!” she exclaimed. "Did you ever hear of such luck?” "What do you make out of it?” ‘They must belong to Nosey and Lefty. I suppose they - left - them standing somewhere, maybe, while

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they got out of the storm themselves, and the poor things got scared and ran away. I don’t blame them.” "Well, what arc we going to do with ’em?” * Sally peered at him through the gloom, as if trying to jsee whether he was serious.

“IT’S 808 WELLS’ HORSE,” SAID SALLY. “Do with themj” she echoed, in amazement. "What do you usually do with a horse? Kiss it? You big silly, we’re going to ride them.” The Wreck made a grimace. "How about my car” he demanded. "Aren’t we going to look for that?” "No, we’re not. Are you 'crazy? So long as we’ve got their horses let them keep the car. We don’t want to go messing around that camp again tonight. We’re liable to get ourselves into trouble again. Don’t try to push your luck too far, Henry Williams. We’re in big luck now—we’ve got their horses, two of them, anyhow. And we’ve got one rifie. What more could we ask?” He pondered the proposition gloomily. He could not treat the idea of abandonment so lightly; not that it was particularly valuable to him in

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dollars, but there was a bond of sentiment to be considered. Yet he could see the sound sense at the bottom of iier verdict. After all, he was primarily responsible for getting Sally Morgan either aboard a train or hack to the Bar-M. The flivver would have to take Its chances. “Oh, all right,” he growled.* "Why of course." said Sally. “Then which way do we go?” “We ought to try to hit for the main road, I suppose. That seems j the most sensible thing to do. We’ll | probably be able to get our bearings then. I’d wait till daylight, only I don’t think we ought to. I'm afraid we’re too near the camp. They'll be out looking for these horses. They can't afford to lose them.” “They've got my car,” he reminded her. "But maybe they can't run it, Henry. It’s one thing to ride a horse around this country; but when it comes to exploring it in a flivver, well, you’ve got to be an expert.” He merely grunted at the compliment, for he suspected that she was only joking. "You’d better ride the one that yon caught,” she added. “He's all quited down now. Can you mount him?” "Certainly I can,” snapped the Wreck. "But what are you going to do? You haven’t any riding skirt.” Sally laughed in the darkness. The Wreck had scaled the side of the first captive and was trying to find a comfortable place in the saddle. when Sally made a flying mount of the second. “You'd better let me go ahead,” she said. “We’ll just walk while we’re in the woods. And don't get yourself knocked off by a branch. Come on.” t They set off at a slow pace, Sully giving her animal its head, save for occasional guidance in the direction she thought they ought to follow. The Wreck’s horse followed, determined not to be isolated again, so that all that his rider had to do was to balance himself in the saddle and fend off the branches the rifle. Sally had but a vague'idea of whither they should go to seek the main road. The Wreck, having no ideas of his own as to their course, was content merely to follow. One consideration in Sally's mind was to avoid the camp at all costs, and apparently she was succeeding in that, for after half an hour of riding in a direction that was generally straight they saw no trace of it. With the fli-st faint coming of dawn she was pleased to discover that the trees were becoming more sparse. A few minutes later, as they rode out into an open space, the light about them was visibly increased.

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The Wreck’s horse ranged alongside Sally’s mount without urging and nipped gently at the shoulder of his companion. "G’long there,” said Sally, goodnaturedly. “Mind your ” She broke off Into a little cry and reined her horse sharply. “Henry Williams!” she cried. “What now?” She was staring at the Wreck's horse. “Look —look whit you're riding!” “Huh?" he squinted down through his spectacles at the top of the animal's head, as though expecting to discover, perhaps, that it was an elephant or a camel, rather than a regulation Montana mount. “He’s Bob Wells’ horse!” said Sally, in a voice of awe. And indeed it was, as the Wreck could now see, \\%th a fair amount of early morning light coming over the hills. It was the big black animal that even he, to whom most horses looked alike, had come to associate with the sheriff. . “I’ll be doggoned!” he muttered. Sally sat rigid in her saddle, as though the sight had petrified her. It was Bob’s horse, Bob’s saddle, Bob’s bridle —the whole outfit was there. No wonder she had been able to soothe the frightened animal, hack in the darkness. He knew her. “We’ve stolen the sheriff’s horses!” she gasped. “Found ’em.” corrected the Wreck. “Oh, Henry!” “Well, what of it?” “But — What in the worjd does it mean? I’m all mixed up.” ‘ The Wreck did not have any very clear idea of what it meant, but the discovery was rather pleasing to him. Unconsciously, he assumed a more jaunty pose in the saddle. “One horse is the same as another to me,” he remarked. “You thought they were good enough when we found ’em in the woods. What’s the matter with ’em now?” “But Bob —his horse —and— Why, ho must have been right close to us!” “Well, he didn’t find us, did he?” remarked the Wreck, triumphantly. He even risked his seat by Jeaning forward and stroking the neck of the black horse. Sally glanced at her own mount. She could not remember ever having seen the animal before. It was a medium-sized hay, rather easily gaited, but evidently not built for speed. “We must have all been pretty close together in the woods,” mused Sally. “Think of that. Os course. Bob didn’t know about us; he couldn’t have. But he. must have been pretty hot on the trail of that gang. I suppose that’s what Nosey

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was worried about last night, when he and Lefty went down to watch the main road. What I don’t understand is Bob losing his horse. He must have been doing some scouting on foot and didn’t figure on any storm messing things up. This one I'm riding, of course, must belong to somebody in the posse.” The Wreck grinned down at his mount. In some measure the black horse compensated for the loss of the sliver. "I’ll bet Bob's just crazy,” said Sally.,! 1 „ “Sure.” “Why, If anything happened to that horse —whew! He'd sooner let the whole gang get away than lose his horse.” “Well, he can have it back when I’m through with it,” said the Wreck with an airy tone. “I’ll exchange it for a flivver any time.” “And the humiliation of it,” continued Sally, talking half to herself. “Think of a sheriff going out to catch somebody and having somebody else run off with his horse. Can’t you see it, Henry?” “I can see it fine.” “And there he is, back In the woods there somewhere, with nothing to ride, and probably the gang laughing at him.” “Well, it’s a good laugh,” agreed the Wreck. “Why .it’s awful!” , “Is It?” He looked at her sharply. “What’s the idea? Do you want to

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