Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 95, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 August 1925 — Page 14

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GLORIA

By Beatrice Burton CHAPTER I ST was the last night of Gloria’s girlhood. Tomorrow would be her wedding day: She stood looking down at the white satin dress spread out on her bed. It had been. worn by two other brides . . . her grandmother and, later, her own mother. ‘But I certainly don’t intend to have the kind of life they had!" Gloria shook her bobbed head at the white walls of her room. Her dead grandmother, whose work-worn hands had raised ten children! Ten children! Think of it . . . Gloria shuddered. “Not for me!’’ she said aloud, ‘Not if I know myself”’ • * * Os course, Dick might want children. He probably would. Most men did want them. Why not, since they had none of the bother and pain of having them? They could go on living their lives while the wives lost sleep and freshness caring for the children. They could rush about, doing as they pleased. For their women were safe at home, chained to the cradle. . . . No, she was' not going to have babies! Not even one! So that was that! • * * Then Gloria’s thoughts flew downlairs to the sitting room. She knew' her mother was there in the old rocker, mending stockings. She was always mending. And still the -asket was always full. It held an endless job. Poor Mother! How hard she worked! There was nothing for her but housework and her family, year after year. Ye gods, what a life! ....A woman was either a slave or a doll. But if she was a slave, it was her own fault. And that’s all there was to it. Gloria had made up her mind that she was through with hard work, forever, last week when she had said goodby to ner typewriter and her job in Pennsylvania St. * * • G-" LORIA lifted the old wedding dress from the bed, and put it on a clothes hanger in the closet. But the silk was heavy and the dress slid off into a heap on the floor. "Mother!” Gloria called downstairs, "Will you come up here right away? I want you to help me with this tricky drees. It keeps falling off the hanger." Glorih Gordon’s mother was a. vsmall brown wren of a woman. All her life she had "babied” her beautiful daughter. Now she hung the dress neatly in the closet. Then she turned down Gloria’s bed, and put a hot water bottle between the sheets. "Dear me, Glory,” she fretted, “I don’t know how you’re ever going to get along without me to take care of you", when you’re married and gone!” "Don’t you worry about me,” the girl answered, "I’l be taken care of ell right. That’s what I meant to day when I told you I didn’t want to learn anything about housework. You see. if I don’t know how to do it. Dick will* have to hire a maid for me right from the start.” She set her lovely mouth in a firm red line. "I had different ideas when I was a bride,” Mrs. Gordon said quietly. ”1 thought a woman ought to help her husband.” ‘ I know you did. Your idea of married life was to take care of your husband. Mine is that he is to take care of me!” Gloria shrilled. "Where you ran a carpet sweeper I’m going to run an automobile! “I’ve made up my mind that I’m going to be Dick's sweetheart. . . . not his housekeeper. I’m going to stay in bed every day till noon, and keep my looks and my husband!” • * • j'T'l HE crossed the room to her I ■ dressing table. She leaned • -I forward and studied her face :n the mirror. She knew that she was beautiful. She had red-gold hair and dark eyes and lashes. Her skin was smooth and white as a gardenia. And the forces that had modeled her features had made them clear and fine. But oehind rhis sweet and womanly mask, she was wildly discontented and eager for life. And life—with a capital L —was beginning tomorrow with her wedding day! Tomorrow she would burst forth like a butterfly from its cocoon, and fly away. Away from this shabby house, and the alarm clock that had wrenched her from sleep at seven every morning for the last two years. Away from the necessity of working six days a week as typist for a real estate firm on Pennsylvania street. And mixed up -with Gloria’s love for Dick Gregory was an enormous gratitude toward him for taking her away from all this to a life of ease with him. At least, Gloria intended that it should be ease . . . an.l luxury’, too. She was tired of penny-pinching and hard work. Dead tired. A job and a business career were all very well In their way for girls who weren’t beautiful and desirable . . . girls whom men didn't want. But with a face like hers . . . Then she turned out the lights above the dressing table. Back-ache? Pains? May Be Your Kidneys If pains are making life miserable, stop wasting time on little ways of getting temporary relief. Something is radically wrong, some organ isn’t doing its work. Vluna strengthens weak kidneys, lazy liver, sluggish bowels. The blood starts getting purer, appetite begins to clamor, digestion gets right, and constipation leaves. 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She climbed into bed, pulled the covers around her shoulders, and sleepily kissed her mother good night. • • • r,~ , 1 WO hours later she sat up in I bed wide awake, with the ‘ * I feeling that someone had called her. She listened. No sound in the darkened house. Then suddenly she heard a low “Bob White” whistle out of doors. Dick! She swung her feet over the side of the bed and flew to the window There he stood down on the moonlit lawn. She heard him laugh as she threw up the window. "It's our wedding day,” he said. "Ten minutes after 12! How's my bride?” “Oh, Dick, how wicked of you!” Gloria said, exasperated. "Don’t you know it's bad luck to see your bride on, yotir wedding day before the preacher makes her yours? And, besides, # what will the neighbors think if they see you?”

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Br Klinorp cipher in Hi was again before her in his pride and in his strength. She remembered the day she went bumping against him on the street the day she had the sapphire pin in her pocket and her hand bounded out like a spring to return it. How he had mocked her: “Hey there — must you knock the man down with your righteousness, gurrl?” Keep the pin—meant no harm. Why, safe as a babe in the Madonna’s arms, she was in his. He Told her that. And he had proved it. He had been the finest, truest friend, always. Why] that time Jonathan was so gaunt and frightened because his savings were gone. Jake warned him against that oil, but that was the way with an obstinate old fellow like Jonathan. He did it anyhow. Then Chickie must go to Jake and ask what he could ando —what he would do now— Poignantly she remembered her reluctance. So brazen to walk into Jake's office, asking favors. He would think things—judge her for it. Think things? Net he! He looked into her heart when it was dazzling in its purity. And read it right. “Why, bless her, the dear, worrying for others. Bless Jonathan and his oil stock that he sends my girl to me!” That was Jake's way—that was the bigness of him. All her memories of Jake had this touch of laughter; yet this touch of fine nobility about them. Oh —terrible to think of him as passing; terrible to see that lordly soul go down! What an emptiness it would be—and what ay long, long quiet! Life would never yield another friend like that — They were not to let him go 1 They must hold him here! She pressed her forehead aaginst the window. Why should one ask the world to weep—tears enough—she shut her eyes. Her face was chalky with the strain of the long vigil. She didn't hear David till he was at her side. , He said 6imply: “Why are you here?” 'jake thinks he Is dying. It will be awful if he dies—if we let Wm die!” It rang from her like an accusation and David, seeing her eyes half blinded, heard in it the relentless, desperate voice of love. He said: “Yes —life has a way of doing awful things.” “Oh —you have no hope. What do you mean? You said there was hope.” * “There is always hope. He has, at best, a battle.” Her eyes accosted him. “What will you do? Oh, something, surely!” “For Jake, Helena, and for you, no one could do more than I’ve done. I’ve never fought so hard —never —” He drew in his breath sharply and she noticed his face was finely drawn —the haggard lines about his mouth. He hadn’t slept, perhaps. He had come a score of times; he had watched through the two long nights with Jake —as though Jake were a brother. She turned her head swiftly. How cruel one can be when grief bas its tooth in the heart. In the next few hours not any brother could have battled with a greater love; none with a more flsun-

"Oh, bother the neighbors! They won't be your neighbors after tomorrow, anyway,” Dick replied in a stage whisper. “Look here, I want to kiss about you all evening during that doggoned bachelor dinner . . With a bang Gloria shut -the window and went back to bed. She lay there waiting for the sound of Dick’s departing roadster. But there was no sound anywhere, except the lonesome shriek of a train in the distance. At last she got up and looked out of the window. Dick hadn’t moved. He was still waiting for his kiss. Gloria opened the window. “Why in the world don’t you go home?" she asked crossly. Dick didn't answer at once. He stood twirling his hat in his hands. "Oh, have a heart, Glory,” he said finally. "Come on down to the front door fdr just a minute ... I must you, dear! Think, it’s our wedding day!” Gloria hesitated. After all, where was the harm in one little kiss In

He said to Chickie that the blood transfusion was over and Jake seemed easier, even stronger: “In higher hands than ours, now ” “David, don’t say that.” “Nothing more can be done.” Yet Jake, rallied and his eyes lost their startled look. For the interval of an hour or so he seemed stronger. Now and then a chill passed through him. . . . Yet there was a serenity about him lying there —the dignity of the king \hat he was falling like a garment about him — It pierced her. She had never seen his face so white, never the hair going in such massy waves from the lofty forehead and the red mouth that had been so flashing in its joy now pale and straightened. Yet a supremacy about him. He was not the one to yield. Why, Death was a good fellow, perhaps —chummy as Life. And if one must walk with Death why, then, one doffs his hat and swings along So he walked awhile, with long pauses in between, fighting to keep all fears behind. Something unnerv-' ing in this majesty of his will. He looked to David once and said: "Thanks, old fellow —finished?” “Look here, Jake—you have a chance —” “I know. Stay, Helena —stay with me. I’ll not be long—” Not easy to smile into his anxious eyes; not easy to say: “Why, Jake—you're supposed to get better —oh, really. You're stronger.” "My time —here now. Are those tears, Helena? Why? I had the best of life —no kick —” The late afternoon sun made yellow patches on the walls —the sky was luminous and blue. Jake’s eyes wandered to the light and to the window—ah —leaving that, too—and all that one can so enjoy— But he said: “The best Os life—yes—” Suddenly the smile was half mocking on his mouth, relieved Its Puzzle a Day The smallest plat on which Mr. Hatfield can erect his rain-making apparatus is one-half as wide as it is long. If two yards more were added to each side Its area would be Increased 196 square yards. On what size lot can this apparatus be erected Last puzzle "answer:

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“WHERE MOTHER RAN A CARPET SWEEPER, I’M GOING TO RUN AN AUTOMOBILE,” GLORIA GORDAN SAYS ON HER WEDDING DAY

Dick Gregory

the dead of n!ght? In another twelve hours they would beman and wife. “All right. I’ll be right down,’ she whispered. She put on her bathrobe and thrust her bare feet into slippers She tiptoed out Into the hall. Half way down the stairs she paused. • * * rpl HIS was not the thing to do! r She was making herself —i ■ cheap . . . “easy.” The way to hold a man was to keep him guessing. To kiss him so seldom that love-making would never lose Its tang and flavor. A man was a born hunter. He loved the chase. As soon as he got what he wanted he was off at top speed for something else, for somebody else! Well, she would keep Dick running after her! She would never go to him as she was going now! Never! • • • She turned and ran back to her room.

anxious pain. “All but the beet — Helena —give It to me—you can. Put your arms about me—the last time.” A soft cry broke from her. She did then what Jake had often asked and long awaited. She put her arms gently about him, pressed her lips willingly on his, and on hie eyes. There came again that lilt and the smile of a deep triumphant, tenderness—“Sweeter —whiter my Helena—” Even as he spoke, bewilderment like the flash of a knife went into his eyes. Jake’s hand tightened convulsively and loosenejj on hers. Someone had, arms about her; someone whispered, “Our friend is gone.” CHAPTER LXXX Farewell S' O JAKE looked back without regret and forward without i__J fear. He turned from all the vital glowing things to face~the empty quiet—no murmuring about it. Farewell to Life and smiled. Not glad to go, dear Life. But since one must, why then, a smile for Death. Who knows—Death, too, may prove a friend? Who knows what new adventure she may show? That rich and questing look was on his face and a majesty come now to dwell upon its regal line and color. In death, as in life, it was the face of a king. Midnight—the hundred friends were gone. Chickie came to pay her tribute—oh, to give a service to the well loved friend; see that things might be as he would wish them. Jake’s lips were red and smiling —the kind, ironic smile, as thosgh he were just speaking; or, as though he were about to say: “Well, gone alone, you see—after all, alone. What—crying? Not for your old friend Jake, my darling. Why, look at the man! He’s well enough, God what, and always will be!” She touched Jake's haqd—the warm magnetic hand that had so

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“Dick!” she called softly from the window. He came out from the shadow of the porch. "Darling, I’m not coming down," Gloria said. "I just can't. It wouldn’t be right. You shouldn’t, have asked me to do such a horrid thing!" Without answering, Dick crossed the lawn and started his car. Gloria lay in bed listening to the sound if it. She heard it for a long time, and she knew that Dick had gone out on Guilford Ave., to take one last look at the house he had built for her. * * * What a boy he was! At twenty, she was more worldly wise than Dick, in spite of his thirty years and his reputation as a lawyer. He was like wax in her hands. She could make him utterly miserable by refusing him a kiss. And when she was tender he would willingly go through fire and water for her! He said so. . . . When she did kiss him, was never thrilled by it. What excited her was the power that kiss gave her over him! Yes, Dlfck was mad about her. He would give her anything she asked for. And she was not going to be slow in asking for the things she wanted . . . leisure, love and luxury. But above all, luxury! • * • i—i LORIA’S first thought the F* next morning was "This is * mv wedding day.” Her second was "This is the last morning I shall have to wake up in this dingy -old room, thank goodness!” She hated everything in it, from the battered braes bed to the imitation ivory toilet set. By tomorrow morning she would be the wife of a man who could buy her wonderful things . . .’ a toilet set of silver, perfumes, lacy handkerchiefs, chiffon stockings too thin ever to be mended! She had made up her mind that her honeymoon would boa shopping trip, too. With Dick to pay the bills! “Sweetheart,” Dick had said, "let’s honeymoon in some quiet place where we can be alone.” But she had laughed him to scorn. “Don’t you know you can be lonelier in a big city than anywhere else in the world, silly?” she had asked. "I’ve decided on Montreal. It’s romantic, but It’s full of lovely shops and restaurants. And we shall stop at the Ritz . . . and be very smart and Ritzy!”

clasped on hers whenever ways were hard; that had so steadied her, not once, but many times. Had she half thanked him? Half enough rejoiced In all his princely ways? Oh, she had —and always glad to see him; always writing five or seven letters to his one. She loved Jake—grateful now that she had told him so; loved him greatly, even as she cherished Jonathan. There would be a great aloneness with him gone; a chilliness and a want. She would miss the black eyes wooing hers; miss the deep exuberance of his laugh. But more than this, that high, unalterable faith of his that she was white and as pure as any. Did Jake know how dear such words could be to her? "White darling”—he said she was that thing and he would shout it to her. She was not that to a judging world—never that to others. They saw a stain. But he was one to look bey*id a deed; beyond a troubled surface to the crystal spring beneath. How she wanted that! Not even Jennie, who was her mother, had such a trust as Jake. She looked at the glossy waves of hair, the smiling mouth. How mellowed and how fine he was! How desolate that he should here lie quiet. There would never be a second friend as he had been never another to look with such cle<*r vision to the inmost soul and know that it was sound and true and grown very strong. She was indeed alone now—most piercingly alone—and must be always— David came then and stood beside her —a great sadness in his winning eyes. Strange that he should walk upon her thoughts then —strange that seeing the grief in his face there shoulchcome upon her such a flood of aching memory; such a gratitude to the dear and silent friend, that she must speak. (To Be Continued) (Copyright. King Feature Syndicate)

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