Indianapolis Times, Volume 36, Number 101, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 September 1924 — Page 8

Eddie Hume Tops New Show at Palace Today

mHE same spirit of fun that pervaded the Palace the first half of this week is present the latter with the appearance of Eddie Hume and his company in a comedy, “His First False Step;” Kronos, a modern Hercules, and Burns and Wilson in “The Untrained Xurse,” who lead the'theater into its winter season with the help of an especially planned furi and frolic festival. Eddie Hume is a well-known comedian, and this vehicle in which he is now seen displays him to the Busy Matt tm \m * * si P KAJIYAMA Tameo Kajiyama, known as the “mental marvel,” is certainly a busy man as he can do four things perfectly at one time. He is on view at the Lyric all week. best advantage. Marjorie Ken-ip and Flo Kennedy contribute to the merriment of the situation with their comedy talk, songs and dances. Kronos, “The Iron Master,” is considered as a superman in strength and endurance. Many amazing anduncanny feats of prowess are shown. A "modern Hercules'’ should ably describe him. Lovers of popular songs should have a treat when Fisher and Smith make their appeaarnce in their “Popular Songology.” “The Untraiifcd Xurse" is the skit of Burns-and Wilson uses for singLUNG TROUBLE liri DEH ky Simple llljlja EilLr Home method Hundreds of lung sufferers are ! now reporting prompt relief by new, effective home method. Os this a Colorado physician says, “Relief has been reported even during early stages of treatment.” You may test this new treatment without risking any money simply by sending in name and address to General Remedies Cos., Dept. 276. Denver, Coio. Ask them to send you their free book.—Advertisement.

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ing, dancing and talking purposes. One other act completes the vaudeville bill. "The Masked Dancer” stars Helene Chadwick, the well-known magazine cover girl as a young married woman who masquerades as a dancer and makes love to her own husband in order to win him* back. Lowell Sherman and Leslie Austen support her. The minor attractions are Paths Xews, a comedy and a scenic. • * * Other attractions on view today include “Step This Way,” at the Capitol; Jarvis Revue at the Lyric "Steppin’ Out,” at the Broadway; “Wanderer of the YYasteland,” at the Apollo; “Manhandled,” at the Ohio; “Three Women,” at the Circle; a complete new movie bill at the Isis and “Tiger Woman,” at Mister Smith’s. Indiana Indorsers of Photoplays indorse this week “Manhandled.” at the Ohio, “Wanderer of the Wasteland,” at the Apollo .and “Three j Women,” at the Circle. All adult | pictures. lillylmed CAMPAIGN HEAD Directs Fall Community Fund Drive, J. K. Lilly has accepted the chairmanship of the general campaign committee of the Indianapolis Community Fund, it was announced today. Committee will have general supervision over, the annual campaign that will be conducted in Xovember to finance the thirty-nine social service organizations of the city for 1925. For many years Lilly has been prominently identified with civic activities and he is well known for his service to betterment fnoves of many kinds. Following will serve as members of Lilly’s general campaign committee: Frederic M. Ayres, Henry O. Atkins, Arthur V. Brown, Edgar H. Evans, G. A. ESroymson, William Fortune, Albert Goldstein, Curtis A. Hodges, J. I. Holcomb, Fred Hoke, Louis Holhveg, Henry H. Hornbrook, L. C. Huesmann, Robert Lleber, B. F. Lawrence, William A. May born, William J. Mooney Sr., Hugh McK. Landon, Charles C. Perry, P. C. Reilly, G. A Schnull, Frank D. Stalnaker, Elmer W. Stout and Evans Woollen.

Hoosier Briefs | jjr iOKOMO society girls are |]\l flocking around Judge and 1 Mrs. Lex Kirkpatrick. They recently returned from Europe and occupied a stateroom close to the quarters of the Prince of Wales. Rain broke up Ed Jackson's outdoor rally at Point Isabel. Citizens are starting a movement for a community hall. Wabash residents thought the Wabash River had been turned into the water mains. It was just a broken hydrant that riled the water. Roscoe Kisner’s auto was too blame. It ran Into the hydrant. A dairyman at Portland received j a telephone call from a serious y-ung woman, who asked him how ! many “buttermilk cows” he had on j his farm. Gr— —IEORGE UNDERWOOD of | Kniglitstown the other day l,„ drove over to Greensburg to see his brother John. It was j the first time they had seen each j other in twenty-eight years. A dog poisoner is at work at Seymour. Willard Everhart, Benjamin Shannon atid Branch Epes are among owners who are cooperating with police to find the man. Kokomo city council threatens to recall its order for the hiring of eight new firemen. If It does, there won’t be enough men to man the new aerial truck, recently purchased for $15,000. Greensburg is against R. U. R.’s The city council has refused to let railroads install electrical signals and want human watchmen at all crossings. Crawfordsvllle firemen say Mrs. Anna Jones, colored, was “plenty” thirsty. She jumped down a well. They had to pull her out. Old Settler’s' day at Wabash was made real for George Noonan, blacksmith. A wild west show hired him to shoe a pair of oxen. Gone, but Not Forgotten Automobiles reported stolen belong to: Loren E. Moore. Shelbyville, Ind., Ford, from 444 W. Washington St. Fred Jacobs, 4137 Grace land, Chevrolet from Illinois and Washington Sts. Richard Orlopp, 3445 Sutherland Ave., Essex, from State fairground. Edward Traugott, 3902 N. Delaware St., Cadillac, from Alabama and Washington St. BACK HOME AGAIN Automobiles reported found by police belong to: J. T. Averill. Fifty-Second St., and White River, Studebaker, found at 933 N. Meridian St. Lamon Brotheres, Bloomington, Ind., Durant, found at 425 W # Market St. William R. Allen. R. R. H„ Box 331, Mitchell, found at 430 N. Pennsylvania.

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The “Nervous Wreck." an eccentric young easterner, is driving Sally Morgan from her fathers ranch to the station when they run out of gasoline. At the point of a gun the Wreck takes five gallons from a passing car. I.atcr Charlie McSween, foreman of a ranch along the route, makes them captives because he wants Sally for a ranch cook. It develops that Mr. Underwood. the owner of the ranch, was in the ear which they held up. Sally and the Wreck finally escape trom the ranch, run Into a camp of real bandits, are captured again. Fleeing' on foot from the bandit camp, they find tlie horse belonging to Sheriff Bob Wells. Sally's fiance, who is at the head of a posse searching for the "bandits' who held up Underwood. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY AY, are you trying to get me nervous about this?” ■ ■ ' demanded the Wreck. “Because you’re wasting time, if you are. I can just eat this.” Sally eyed him with a speculative look as he began unning his fingers through the mane of the black horse. She had never seen the Wreck looking quite so buoyant. Presently she began to laugh. “I wish Bob Wells could see you,” she said. “Yes?” “Oh, you needn’t get belligerent. I'm laughing at Bob. He'd just die of mortification. He'd either curl up and die or shoot yo , I don't kn6w which.” The Wreck shrugged and eased himself In the saddle. Then ho began laughing himself. “Well, what do we do next. Sally?" “Keep moving. I suppose.” “Which way?” It was getting to be a fine morning as she swung about in her saddle and began studying the country. Then she led the way again, across a meadow. The Wreck could not understand her. In her place, he would have wanted to get to Chicago, even over the dead bodies of sheriffs and hold up men, if necessary, do his buying and finish up what he started out to do. But here was a person who did not seem to care whether she completed her errand or not. It struck him as peculiar. They broke into a trot and he did not mind it in the least. What did he care If he fell off? Somi they were a hillside

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and when it became too steep for the horses they dismounted. “We'll leave them hero," said Sally. “Just throw the reins over his head and he'll stand. I think w’e ought to go up to the top for a better look.” CHAPTER XXTI The Wreck Surrenders It was not the highest of the hills, but it was bare at the top, so that it afforded them a panorama that boxed the compass. “I’m sure that streak off to the north,” said Sally, “is the main road.” The Wreck nodded his agreement. “I’ve about made up my mind,” said Sally, “to go back to the Bar-M. I don't want you to think I'm a quitter. But I’m not sure that I have any errands in Chicago. Not now, at any rate.” “That’s all right.” “Saddle sore?” she asked sud denly. “No!” “I think if you could always ride the sheriff’s horse, Henry, you'd overcome your prejudice—provided the sheriff happened wanting it.” He grinned. The Wreck was glancing in the direction w T here he thought Pittsburg lay, when his eye was'att.acted by a movement of something in the meadow below them. “What’s that?” he asVed, pointing “Two horses with riders,” said Sally promptly. “And they’re following our trail.” “I left the rifle hanging on the saddle,” he said, sheepishhly. “Let’s hustle down and get it. Besides, w’e want our own horses.” Half running, half sliding, they started down the deep hillside. “Keep behind the rocks and trees as much as you can,” she advised. They dodged into cover wherever they could find it, working downhill in a zigzag course tow r ard the spot where they left the horses. Tinhorses were not in sight. “I’m afraid they’ve drifted down tow-ard the meadow,” she said. “What do you think we’d better do?”

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“But if they reach the horses first—” “We’ve got to take a chance. Maybe it’s nobody who’ll bother us, anyhow." She had misgivings on that score, but followed as he took the lead. A few minutes later when he was several yards in advance, she saw him stop abruptly and make a signal for caution. He pointed to an opening in the trees. “It’s your friend and somebody else,” he whispered. The Wreck was right. Bob Wells, dismounted, had recovered his own horse and was subjecting it to a critical scrutiny. With him was a man whom Sally had never%een be fore.” “LOOKING FOR ANYBODY?” ASKED THE WRECK. “Out of luck again,” she groaned. “Oh, they haven’t got us yet,” said the Wreck, confidently. “But they will.” Presently the sheriff began examining the ground and Sally pinched the Wreck's arm. “There—he’s looking' up. Duck!” There was a big boulder handy; they stepped behind It and flattend themselves. “What’ll we do?" asked Sally. “We might work around to the side,” he suggested. “But—they’re coming now.” Up the steep slope they could see the sheriff and his companion. “Well, I guess this is the finish,” she said, grimly. “Listen,” whispered the Wreck, “you stay here.” “Where are you going?” She seized his arm. “I’ve got a scheme. Leave it to me.” "We’re both in this together, Henry—”

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“Let me go,” said the Wreck, fiercely. “I know what I’m doing.” She released his arm. “Please be careful, Henry. Please’.” "Sure.” He spoke jauntily. Rising suddenly to his feet, ne winked reassuringly. “So-long, Sally. You stay right here until you're sent for.” He stepped out from behind the boulder. She watched him with wondering eyes. Why—he was surrendering. The Wreck's hands were lifted in the air as he strode down the trail. He had not gone half a dozen paces' when the sheriff's gun covered him. “Heigho,” said the Wreck. “Lookin'; ft r anjbody?” Bob Wells, stared, and as he stared his mouth opened wide. “Well, I’m a son of a gun!” he gasped. “Uh-huh,” assented the Wreck. “What’s the idea?” “It’s the four-eyed dude!” said the sheriff, in a voice of wonder. The second man joined the sheriff, and both stared incredulously at the spectacled Wreck. “So it was you who stole my horse,” said Bob Wells. “Just utilized him,” said the Wreck. “And you’ve been running a stickup game?” The Wreck grinned. “I decline to answer, on the usual grounds,” he remarked. “You needn't keep that gun on me unless you’re nervous.” The sheriff’s glance roved the hillside. “Where’s your gang?” he asked, suddenly. “Well, if I was a sheriff,” drawled the Wreck, and if I thought there was anybody else I wanted, I’d go and look for ’em.” ‘What would you be doing wdth two horses if you didn’t have somebody else with you?” “I’m a trick rider.” Bob Wells stood glowering. “You’re a fresh bird,” he muttered. The Wreck began playing with a handful of pebbles. 'We’ll get your gang anyhow," said the sheriff. The Wreck was humming a tune. Suddenly Bob Wells remembered something. “Where’s that flivver of yours?” This was news to the Wreck. He had supposed the flivver was also captive. "She’s in Montana,” he said archly. Just then Bob Wells remembered another thing, and it startled him. ' “What became of Sally Morgan?” he demanded. “Oh, she got her train.”

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

“If I had the least suspicion she didn't,” said the sheriff slowly, “I'd shoot you where you sit.” Bob Wells turned for a whispered consultation wdth his companion. ‘‘Well, no more nonsense," said the sherW. ‘Lead us to your gang.” “Nobody round here, sheriff.” “Going to make us take a look, are you?” “I’m not making you.” The Wreck's only hope now was that Sally had managed to disappear. He wanted to keep her out of it, at any cost. “We’ll take him along with us, Jim,” said the sheriff. “You keep a a good eye on him.” "You’re a big fathead,” said the Wreck, irrelevantly. Out from behind hers boulder stepped Sally Morgan, her eyes very bright and her cheeks red under the tan. She walked briskly into the group. “Hell!” said the Wreck. Bob Wells fell back a pace and gaped at her. “Sally!” he cried. CHAPTER XXIII Getting Engaged The sheriff felt that he was staring at an apparition. Sally had taken her stand beside the Wreck. Why hadn’t she kept out of it? thought the Wreck. *

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“Sally Morgan!” The sheriff'* voice was unsteady. n “Certainly,” said Sally. Bob Wells took a step forward* reached for her, hesitated. “But he said —” The Sheriff glared at the Wreck. “I heard what he said,” remarked! Sally. The sheriff's eyes narrowed. “Sally, you’ve been kidnaped!" h* exclaimed. She laughed. “Don't bs a. fool, Bob.” (Continued in Our Next Issue.) Today’s Best Radio Features Copyright, M 24, by United Press | WEAF, New' York (429 M.), 8 P M. EST—Vincent Lopez and his< orchestra. WCBD, Zion (365 M.), 7 P. M. CST —Concert by the Zion band. i&’O, San Francisco (423 M.), 5 P. M. PCST—Welsh night. WFAA, Dallas (476 M-), 8:30 P, M. CST —Frohsinn Singing Society. W J AX, Cleveland (390 M-), S P, M. EST—Studio concert program* followed by Edwin A. Kraft’s organj recital from public hall.