Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 63, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 July 1925 — Page 12

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CHICKIE

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Chlokij (Helena) la the only daughter of Jonathan and Jennie Bryce of Indianapolis. To start life anew after her child dies and Barry Dunne, her sweetheart Jilts her to nLarry wealthy Ila Moore. Chickie goes to Chicago for employment. Sarah Dillon, the Abbott sisters. Amy Heaton, Stella Wilson. Mary Blake McPike. Janina Knowles and wealthy Jake Munson are Chickie a home-town friends. Jimmie Blake a childhood sweetheart. who still loves Chickie, accepts a positioV in Honolulu. Chickie goes to the home of her employer Norp Willman. as companion for his daughter, Barbara. Lee, his son. loves Chickie. Their sister, Edith {Mrs. Beks Potter), secretly loves Timmy, an actor. Chickie is asked to be a bridesmaid at the wedding of Barbara and Paul Scott. At the rehearsal. Myra King recognizes Chickie and tells Edith of her past life. Edith orders Chickie to leave. Lee attempts suicide when Chickie confirms the story. She accepts a position in the office of George Edgeman. where Luis Lamarck, friend of the Willmans has a studio. While Edgeman is away Lamarck tells Chickie that her past means nothing to him. The climax comes when he Insinuates that because of him she is receiving more salary then the work is worth. She tears up her check _and leaves. The case of Elena Castanady. youthful unmarried mother, impresses returns home with her parents and begins training as a DU Jake calls at the hospital and takes her for a ride. He tries to discourage her in this new ambition. GO ON WITH THE STORY ■i By Elinore Meherin But now, awakened and selfaware, she brought her fires to ai altar. They must bum themser.vs to ashes there. It was an alien Ehrfne, where Jake had never kneeled. He still kept her hands in his "So you mean to sweep away the soft and pleasant things? Are you trying to give me a gentle out, too, Helena, dear?” "Oh, no! I’d be quite brokenhearted if you should disappear. And yet—” "What?” She was thinking of the rich, colorful life; the thronging pleasures that were Jake’s and now no longer hers. She said: "This way isn't your way, Mr. Jake, I guess.” “True enough, my dear.” Ho (slumped down comfortably, regarding her with a musing, indulgent smile 1 . “True enough! But who can tell? Now I may take a notion to put an extra rose in that crown of yours!” He gave her a cosy nudge with his elbow. “I've had a premonition of it right along. God wot, an’ ye may reform me yet!' She laughed; "I’d hate to spoil you, Jake. I really would.” “Now —we’ll see. So that’s that. Will you come to the opera on your night off, Miss Bryce?” "Oh —so soon? I don’t want to—no—” "Why, Chickie? You’re back in the city. People know of it —” She breathed hotly. "Do they? But I’d hate to dress all up and go walking dou n that aisle. I suppose they wouldn’t be thinking of me. but just the same—” "We could go into the gallery the first time, if you like —” She gave him a queer, appealing look. “Would you wan.t to be seen among all that crowd with me? It was different in You didn't think, did you, Jake?” She could see a straightening of the red, full lips. "Do you want to come. Helena? I have a box for every night. I’d like to take you." In her mind’s eye were faces peering at her. Most vivid among these, strangely enough, was the face of Ila Mcore. She said, faltering: “Not yet. I suppose I shouldn’t care If people think me calloused or If they talk about me. I do, though. Oh, I’d hate to go.” She became nervous and rubbed her hands together. "You better not be bothering with me, Mr. Jake. You just better go your own way. After a while, when I work hard at this, it will be much easier.” "Why will It?” She laughed. "Oh, you see, I’m to do so much good; I’m to forget myself so completely that pretty soon I’ll know I don’t count. So I’ll be able to laugh at hurts and such. I’ll wonder why any one should bother to snub me. I won't be touched by it. I’ll be so quite wrapped up In this magnificence. Well!” It seemed to Chickie that an odd sadness filed into Jake’s eyes and rested there. He said, quietly: "Is it to accomplish all that, Helena?”

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"That’s the way it seems to mo. I guess you think I can’t make the grade, Jake?” "I’m only wondering If It’s worth the effort it will cost. I see no value in these harder ways. I don’t know why you should be selected to walk them. "I want to. I really do." “Nothing for an old dog then but to go wagging along and bark at your heels, eh! And if your way gets too rough—” She laughed: "You’ll be on hand to point out brighter ones, will you?” He drew his arm quietly about her shoulders. "That I will, Helena!, dear —” "But the brighter ones are not as sure, Jake.” "Indeed they are, and you have a right to tread them. Don’t lose sight of that, Chickie. Don’t get lost In foolish regrets. You mustn’t. How dared you ask if I should want to be seen among all that crowd with you? I’m telling you that any man—any of them —should be glad enough to walk at your side. Remember it!” "Oh, well—” she kept her head down and trembled, for he was close to her and she could feel his breath warm on her neck. She was afraid of things that he might say. "Helena, turn your face that I can see it!” "No —Jake —” "Please, You don’t know—Hiena; it’s been a long time —” "Jake—don't—” His breath drew short. His arm like steel on hers. "All right—all right—but, listen, if your way—” "But it won’t. It won’t—Oh—you don’t want me to fall now, do you, Just that you can save me?” He held her hands. Then he laughed: "I’m not sure but what I want that very thing, Helena, dear!” She looked up and smiled, throwing back her head: “You don’t, Jake! And I’m not going to —I’m just not!” She was utterly sure of herself then. Come back alone: --Jo one should help—she would never need Jake’s brighter way. CHAPTER XLII Measuring Up Myrtle was silting up on the edge of Chickie’s bed, filing her nails. Chlckie’s manicure case, with all her treasured tools, her fine scissors, orange wood sticks, cuticle oil, was open on the dresser. The room had an air of disorder and mussiness very irritating to Chickie’s lofty mood. Myrtle said: "Let him go early, didn’t you? Have a good time?” "Yes. How did these get here?” Chickie’s coat and her blue silk sweater were flung carelessly on a chair. “Oh, some of the girls were In! Getting cold, isn’t it Too bad you didn’t come a little earlier. Gates had a box of pastry. Say, this is a bird of a file . , . dandy polish. What’s the name of it?” Chickie had never known a sister, nor had she ever shared a room with any one. She had never come home to find the air charged with her expensive perfume, and her best shoes walking out on someone else’s feet. Now, seeing Myrtle gouging at her nails with vigor enough to snap the scissors, she was all bristling with resentment. She hung up , her clothes, and, going over to the dresser, brushed off powder and little crimson flecks of rouge. Myrtle laughed good naturedly: "Fussy as an old maid, aren’t you? You’ll get over it, I'll bet a hat. It’s all give and take here.” Chickie thought with a childish anger: “Oh, yes; I’ll give and you take!” But she said: "We have to get up at 6, don’t we? I think I’ll go to bed —” “Good idea! Say—do you smoke?” "Yes—sometimes.” "Where do you keep them? I’ve looked everywhere.” "I didn’t bring any. I heard it was against the rules.” “Hell—suppose it is? Go and knock on Gates’ door, will you? I’m famished for a puff.” "What’s the matter with your own feet?” "I’m sitting on them, can’t you see? Don’t, then!” Chickie laughed. Myrtle slipped off her shoes, went tiptoeing into the hall. She came back with a match and one cigarette. She went over and noisily raised the window. “I don’t suppose they come snooping around at this hour, do you? Well, tell us about your friend.' Lord, you’re about as talkative as a wooden Indian! Did you go to a show?” "No—just for a ride—” "Ah—haa!” Myrtle hummed softly In a Very sweet tone: "Little love, a little kiss—” Then she asked: “What kind of a machine? Are you pretty crazy about him?” Chickie was not given to ready confidences, and she hated questions, even from Mary and Janina. The gall of this Myrtle overwhelmed her. Especially now, when she longed for a swift communion with herself; when she wanted to get her thoughts in tune for the days and the work before her.

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She said, flippantly; "Call again with a search warrant, woman, and I’ll open every door! Good night! I think I’ll take a shower.” The shower rooms were down the hall. Two girls, wrapped in kimonos, their faces shining, came out. They were laughing softly—and gave Chickie a friendly nod. They also were beginners. One said in a whisper: "Are you scared stiff? I am. Everything I did was wrong—Hush, you're scraping your feet! Better not turn the water on too hard.” Chickie wished that one of these had chanced to be her roommate. For they were both young, frightened, eager. She saw In their eyes the meek yet feverish enthusiasm she felt In her own thoughts. She stood a long while, letting the hot water, then the cold, dash against her face; she held up her arms, delighting in the thin silver streams pouring over her shoulders. Odd that she was here —almost like anew life —like a birth into a different world. It would be this—all of this for her —she would make it so. Whsn she came back to the room, Myrtle was in bed, reading. She began immediately to talk: "Say—why can’t they use plain English in these darn books? Listen to this —gastroentro—Lord, I give It up—that's only half of It —” Chickie was in the habit of speaking with herself when she lay in bed. Just now she was full of conversation such as': "Ho—tomorrow —exciting—I’ll work. I want to get up early—but why was Jake so ironic about it? He doesn’t really trust nVe. He thinks I’m weak—well —but I’m not going to be —” Myrtle kept in erruptlng her, even though she pretended to sleep. Finally Myrtle said: "You’re devilish sociable, aren’t you? Lord, I just about begin to wake up at midnight.” In t. few moments, she was snoring with a catchy breath that sounded as though she would strangle. Chickie got out of bed and looked from the window. There was one great star just above a great tree and all the sky was of midnight blue. She looked at this until her eyes grew warm with tears. Yes —how blessed that there are tomorrows! And that, at last, the yesterday is done! It seemed to her in those first days in the ward that the work was a consecration, and she, even more than others, fitted for it. So her blunders were more tragic than another’s might have been. Mrs. Quinn was the little woman who looked like Jennie —the one who said when Chickie combed her hair: "You’re so gentle—” It was Chickie’s fourth day that this patient called for water again and again. When Chickie smiled at her, she shook her head. She was taking short, heaving breaths and her eyes wavered so that Chickie was frightened. Once she said in a vague, lost way: "No one comes for me—no one cares for me—no one—my legs are heavy, dear —awfully heavy—move the blankets —” There were blue, tortuous veins in these poor, aching limbs. Chickie had almost fainted once, seeing them. She had been afraid that the veins would burst. Now Mrs. Quinn begged: "Bathe them —you stay here —never mind them—no one cares—” Chickie said: "Yes—of course they do—” The woman smiled. It made Chickie’s throat clutch the way she smiled: "No—dear—no one—” A little later she called for water again. Then she reached with a helpless, distracted gesture under the pillow and took out a pin—a little brassy scarf pin with a red stone. She moved it to Chickie: "Keepsake —you’re good to me —there-r-” Even as she held the glass of water her hand trembled violently. Her eyes that had been wandering about the room fixed in a stare of mortal anguish. They riveted on Chickie in a pitiful bewilderment. Then a gray blueness like a living shadow went across her mouth. That was all—her jaws parted—her head dropped back. Chickie went white with terror. She started in a little run down the ward. She said to the supervisor: “Come quick—hurry—she’s dying!” The supervisor got up quietly and walked to Mrs. Quinn’s bed. She looked at the bluish face, got a screen and walled it about the bedIn tile same cold, measured way she phoned for the interne. And, while she waited for his coming, went back to her charts. This seemed a monstrous thing to Chickie. She was shaken to the heart and wished to rush back to the bed ;to speak to the dead woman; even touch her face—oh, make sure of it . . . A strained, miserable silence like a cowering thing had erupt into the long room. From other beds, eyes were fixed on the curtained screen. The doctor came. He was there but a few moments. Then the nurse phoned again. And this time a man entered the ward pushing a guerney. He had a white sheet under his arm. He, too, went behind the screen. Chickie brought a glass of water to another patient in the bed adjoining. She saw the man then shove the body to the stretcher, cover it with the sheet. The other patient twitched her sleeve. "Gone —is she? I knew it this morning—” Chickie couldn’t speak. It seemed

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to her that they should *have waited that they should have knelt down; that someone should have pressed the poor old woman’s hand— She passed the supervisor at her desk. She wanted to say: “Where are they taking her? Isn’t it awful? Why, she was just talking—poor old thing—she gave me this—” The supervisor seemed to have forgotten. Not ten minutes after this the instructress in one of the Classes sent for Chickie. She was to learn how to make a bed. It was Chickie’s first cruel enlightenment. CHAPTER XLIII Making a Bed Miss Alberta was squarely built. She had plodding feet and a flat, irregular face with one eye considerably heavier than the other. She moved methodically and with an air of authority. Chickie followed her down the corridor. The little pin of the dead woman was in her hand. She wished to show it—to speak of it. Wasn’t it desolatle to die so—be wheeled away? Where were the old woman’s children? She spoke of a son — Were many of the patients so alone? They seemed happy— They went into one of the ward rooms. Miss Alberta said: “Strip the bed!” Chickie paused to stick the pin under her apron. Her hands fumbled doing this. Miss Alberta gave an impatient, sucking sound against the roof of her mouth. She did this three times quickly. “Tu-tu-tchut!” Chickie turned crimson and reached quickly for the blankets, whipping them off in great haste, all ip a bundle. "Tu-tu-thcut! You know better than that!” Miss Alberta flounced the blankets back to the mattress and very carefully showed the proper form of stripping a bed. She went through the whole elaborate process of unmaking and making. Each blanket seemed to have a ritual of its own. Then she said: “Now —” Chickie watched carefully but her first move was wrong. She went hastily to correct it; to lay the folded spread precisely over the backs of two chairs. In her nervousness she dropped it on the floor. Miss Allberta gave a long succession of "tchuts” that made her mouth a very feature of disgust. Chickie was almost in tears. She stooped over the sheet, trying valiantly to mako the corners stay square, trying to remember which blanket went under the mattress and which was free. Suddenly the whole of them were snatched from her, the bed unmade again. Miss Alberta said briefly. “Now, try it again.” But she was too hot with embarrassment, too unnerved by the shaking experience of the last hour. She began to make the bed swiftly, with no ceremony whatever, but just as she had made her own all her life. Miss Alberta’s eyes, heavy with authority, blazed. "Are you merely stupid, Miss Bryce, because then I’ll show you again. Or don’t you wish to learn?” Chickie didn’t answer. She gave the blanket an impatient yank, biting her lips. She pounded it into place with a furious little fist. The instructress moved from the

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