Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 101, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 August 1925 — Page 14

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GLORIA

THH STORY SO FAR: Gloria Gordon, beautiful flapper, marries Dick Gregory, a young la vyer, Gloria's idea of marriage is plen*y of fun and fine clothes. . . bu' no children. She scorns her friend, Lola Hough, who has three babies and seems happy, despite the fact that her husband. Bill, is a gambler and a drunkard. / Gloria has hysterics when Dick suggests that she do her own housework. So Dick borrows Maggie, his mother’s maid, to teach Gloria to cook, Gloria refuses to learn. Stanley Wayburn. an actor whom Gloria once loved, calls on her. Dick sees him leave the house. Gloria tells Dick that Wayburn is an interior F>< Next day while Gloria is lunching with May Seymour, a married friend, and her lover. Jim Carewe. she meets Mother Gregory, who angrily sends her home. She finds Dick there, ill. While Dick and Miss Briggs, his secretary are at. work in the house next day. Gloria plans a “wild’’ party and invites Wayburn. When the party is at its height, the actor arrives. Gloria hopes that Dick won't recognize in Wayburn the man she told him was an interior decorator. But Dick does. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY By Beatrice Burton CHAPTER VII mT was almost midnight. In the sun room the lltle jazz band had just swung into the soft melody of ‘‘l Want to Be Nappy." “Oh, don’t play that thing! Play ‘A Couple of Cups of Tea for Two,' ” called Bill Hough. He and Gloria were dancing together. Gloria left him and went over to the leader. “Will you please play ‘Tea for Two' again?” she asked him. He had played "Tea for Two” a dozen times before that evening. Bill Hough had insisted upon it. “Come on, Glory!" Bill called now across the hubbub of the room. “Come on! Strut your stuff!" Gloria returned to him. They began to dance. She wished Bill Hough weren’t so loud. She could see the cold, gray eyes of Myra Gail fixed on him with a sort of disgust as he danced madly around the room. She wanted to make a good Impression upon Myra Gall. She wanted to be friends with her. Because, if she could make Dick pay for It, she intended to go to Europe next summer with Myra. * * * Through the smoky haze of the living room she suddenly saw Stan

CHICKIE

The Sequel to

By Kltnore Meherln The man who had first opposed David was talking, but every one’s glance was on David’s face. The man said: “Very interesting—indeed —I suppose there .are such cases — but isn’t there always a weak strain in such a type?—it is easy to defend them, Dr. Ramm, but would you back up your faith? you really think a girl who has had such an experience is as good as another?” “I think she may be far better. For my part I would rate much higher the girl who had known one real love affair than those who go half way in a dozen shabby indulgences.” The man laughed: “Perhaps! But how many of us would marry her? Would you recommend the girl with such a past as a wife—say, for your best friend?” David glanced at his aunt, then back to the man: “I could wish mv best friend, Mr. Miller, no greater good fortune than to marry such a girl as Helena Bryce!” It came snapping like a shock — a sharp moment of silence followed. Barry Dunne folded his arms. Bitingly across the table came a laugh: “How about wishing it on yourself, David? That would be the test!” He glanced over quietly Into Marsha Newland’s eyes—then he looked at Barry Dunne, and his voice Hashed like a knife down through the room. Emily Burdell stood up: “Nor to myself, Marsha —I could wish no greater good fortune than to marry such a girl as Helena Bryce. Few men will ever marry as well!” Emily, standing at the table tapped her hand —Ila Moore’s eyes were hot, her cheeks crimson. Emily said: "You are very entertaining, David —and very amusing. . . . Well, I guess we have quite discussed Miss Bryce—and her noble scheme—we may leave her to you men—” David arose. He bowed to his aunV He said: “Emily—thank you!” CHAPTER I/XXXVIII The Stronger Way D r— AVID bowed to his aunt, but his eyes and his thoughts i___J were on the ashen, haggard face of the man across the table, the man who had taken Helena’s love and now listened mutely with his head lowered and his eyes miserably glued to his plate while that pathetic love was desecrated. Then Barry Dunne, with a reckless motion, ran his hand through the thick, red hair and pushed from the table. His eyes were dulled and burning. David noted the quick, furtive escape. A sudden revulsion for this scene and its stupid hypocrisy seized him. The hot faces of the girls, their low cut gowns, their hands twined in the hands of the men; their whole sensuous makeup struck along his nerves in a passion of contempt and revolt. Gladys Ross was now sitting on the chair with her partner, her cheeks pressed on his; other girls remaining in the room crowding into groups, smoking, calling one another aside for a 'drink; telling highly colored stories. Young married girls exchanged husbands with a bright and laughing familiarity. Frederlcka Moll, the thin elongated girl who started the attack on Helena, was still leaning on the table. A man with an arm about her, drank from her glass. He ran his palm across her shoulders. Two other couples began to dance. In David’s excited state the dipping and swaying of their figures seemed abominable. Phrases formed in his mind —najnes to call these girls—terms to crystallize their license. His thoughts grew cynical. . ndi'iers! Playing safe and call-

Wayburn standing in the doorway. She had not seen him come in. . . She started toward him. Then she felt a hand on her arm. Dick! • "There’s your interior decorator man,” he said. "How in the world did you happen to invite him tonight?” * • * F r ~~“J OR a second Gloria thought she was going to faint. . The bright room whirled around her. She caught hold of a lapel of Dick's coat to steady herself. . . . She tried to smile! "What did you say, dear?” she gasped. “There’s such a racket In the room that I can scarcely hear your voice." Dick did not return her smile. His face was stern. "I said,” he repeated slowly. "I said that A he man I saw leaving this house the other afternoon is standing over there by the door. . . . How did you ever happen to ask him here tonight ... a man who had sold us a few lampshades? Or is he a friend of yours?” Evey word Dick said fell on Glory’s heart like a hammer blow. . . . Still she could find no answer. , She had had no idea that Dick had seen Wayburn’s face when he had met him leaving the house the other day! . . . How could she ever explain to Dick that she had lied to him when she had said that Wayburn was a decorator calling about the lampshades? . . . How could she tell him the truth? That Wayburn really was an actor, who had had no business to be In Dick's house that day making love to Dick's wife! . . . Well, she just couldn’t! And that was all there was to it! No. The only way out was to bluff It through! ... to tell another lie to cover the first one! . . . And that ought to he easy enough. • • • S l-- ”1 O Gloria threw back her shining head and laughed. “You’re seeing things, Dicky!” she cried. “You’re lit. That

ing that doing right. Cheating the. spirit, but saving the flesh. They spill the wine, much or little, but always holding to the flask, with this meaningless symbol inducing themselves and others to believe that the treasure remains. He said to himself, "technically virtuous,” and this was the least vicious of the words with which his mind now designated the promiscuous and almost unconscious familiarity. He thought again of Miller’s re ma.rk: “Do you really consider a girl who has had such an exi>erience as good as another?” He wanted to laugh, loud and mockingly. Dulcie ran her fingers under his cuff, pulling him to the edge of her chair. “You naughty, wicked David, aren’t you going to talk to me? Why did you go and get mother all fussed up comparing that awful Miss Bryce to your own mother?" He gave the girl a look of scorn that brought the blood leaping to her cheeks. He jerked his hand free. The vision of Chickle, shadowy and wistful, moving from him with that pathetic renunciation, “Love is not for me;” the vision of her with the deep, beautiful eyes filled with sadness, refusing love because she was not worthy, passed like a flame before him. He pulled out his watch and rose hastily. “It’s after 11, Dulcie. I must be at the hospital in a quarter of an hour.” He#went directly to the floor where Chickie was on duty. He heard her voice softly and he opened a door. It was the room of a woman suffering from a hopeless malady. Chickie was at the bed, bending down to dress the wound, an exquisite gentleness in her touch. She finished. Then she brought water and bathed the woman’s face and spoke to her. He heard her say: “Don’t be afraid, dear. No. there isn’t anything to fear. I’m going to stay—” Then she saw him and smiled. The look brought a gulp to his throat; her look would have given a beauty, so he thought, to the homeliest face. She followed him Into the hall. “Helena—you’re finished now— Puzzle a Day In the mammoth coal mines in Pennsylvania there are a great many long tunnels. One of the managers says that if you take the first two figures of the number equaling the total length of these paths and multiplied It by the last three figures of the same number you would get the same five digits in your answer. This manager wants to know if you can tell him the length of the tunnels. The first figure of your answer should be one, and the other sou anything but zero. Last puzzle answer:

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Stanley Wayburn, an actor

isn’t my lampshade man or anybody like him! That’s Stanley Wayburn. who played here in stock all last summer. Don’t you remember him? You're cuckoo! Just plain cuckoo! . . , I’ll have to cut off your drinks tonight, I can see that!” She left him. Dizzily she threaded her way through the dancers to Wayburn’s side. The air In the hot rooms was heavy with the smell of perfume and alcohol. It made her giddy. “How nice of you to come!” Glory smiled up at Wayburn. He took her hand. The hard pressure of his palm thrilled her, somehow. . . . She felt as If he had taken her In 'his arms.

come with me for a ride —only a few moments.” She saw the emotion in his face and tha‘ his eyes held an Agony of pleading: “Oh —I would go. But she is dying and afraid. She has no one. And she doesn’t want to pass out in the night alone. I have to stay. David.” She seemed so white and slim, the smile on her face as she turned it to him, a radiance. All this hurt him; all this made her seem as a spirit; Infinitely cool and pure against the hot, shallow faces in his mind. He was unnerved and turned his head: "Tomorrow afternoon then. You will, Helena. It is the last time I’ll ask the favor—” She felt suddenly as though the world were fading and only he and the summons in his eyes remained. She answered: “Tomorrow afternoon then —” It was Saturday. She was to have lunch with Janina. When they met, Janina’s black eyes were brilliant with triumph. She took Chlckie’s arm and'walked along with a jaunty step. But she waited till they were at the lunch table. Just as she unfolded her napkin, she leaned over 'with a sparkling laugh. "Congratulations, old dear!'l got down on my,knees last night and said ‘Hallelujah!’ seventy times.” Seeing Chickie’s blank astonishment, Janina’s lip curled: “Why hide it, baby? He practically announced to She world last night that you were the only woman on the face of the earth and no one of us was fit to wipe your feet!” Then Janina told. She repeated the conversations word for word. She omitted neither the red trickling wine from Barry’s glass and David mopping it up, nor the alarmed heat in Ila’s face and the tragic pallor of her husband’s. "I’d go through seven hells ,ole thing, to win what you’ve got.!” Chlckld’s eyes were dry and brilliant; the thumping of her heart a thunder. She dared not trust herself to speak, so moving and incredible this was* That he should stand before them all and speak for her— Janina said: "When?” her head. Janina was insistent. What was the idea? ’You let one king go by, you little fool! Do you mean to ruin the life of another?” “I would ruin It If I married him—” Janina’s shoulder raised in a fine, infinite scorn: “You would! So you’re going to be kind and selfsacrificing, are you, and fling him to the likes of Dulcie Hartrick or Marsha Newlands? That would round out his days in sweetness! That will give the man a mate! Do you think a man of his caliber needs you to protect him? Give him credit for knowing what he wants—and what is good for him. The fellow who did what he did last night, Chickie, doesn’t need you to think for him—” Chickie scarcely listened. Her thoughts soared with a lilting abandon; her pulse beat with song; tears rushed about her throat in strange melting tumults. Oh—what was this? All this? She looked down two roads. Along one she walked in her quiet, grave aloneness, removed from the hetrt and fervor of living; the years fading in a chill routine of service. And along the second were two —she and the other who was so strong, yet with the cleanness and the sparkle of the waves or the happy morning about him. They would blend their lives; their thoughts. Oh she would have a share in his work and he would aid with hers. The glow of it: the full and ripening

DICK BECOMES SUSPICIOUS WHEN STANLEY WAYBURN APPEARS AT THE PARTY AT MIDNIGHT.

The pearls on Glory’s breast stirred as she sighed deeply. “Come along,” she said. “I want you to meet my husband.” Together they went back to Dick's corner. He was in a brown study. "Dick," Glory said, "I want you to know an old friend of mine, Stanley Wayburn. You’ve heard of him, of course. . . .Some day Stan is going to back the Barrymore brothers right off the boards!. . . Come out Into the dining room. Stan, and I’ll give you a drink while nobody’s looking.” Dick watched them as they went. Glory would feel his angry eeya upon her. * • • HERE was a sick, shaky feelf I ing at the pit of her stomach. I 1 She wasHerribly afraid that Dick knew now that she had lied. She was sure that he suspected that Wayburn and the “latppshade man" were one and the same person! Suddenly something she had heard her grandmother say long ago flashed into her mind. . . . "You can logjc up from a thief, but you can't lock up from a liar!” On one end of the long table in the dining room was a hugh punch bowl filled with iced fruit-juice and gin. Gloria filled two glasses with the bitter-sweet stuff. "I call this my Indian Guide cocktail because it'll lead you astray. Stan!" she cried recklessly. And drained her glass. Then Gloria went on in a low tone "Whatever you do. don't pay any attention to me. tonight!” she said. Stan raised his eyebrows. "Why not?" he asked. "Because I have the most jealous husband in the world,” Gloria answered. "And he saw you leaving the house the other day ... or thinks he did. Here comes Myra Gail! Give her a thrill . . . she’s not having a very gay time.” Mrs. Gail trailed into the room. Behind one hand she had a tiny yawn. "Myra, dear." Glory said loudlv.

The Dinner Party Breaks Up Following Dr. Ramin’s Defense of Chickie.

beauty of years opening with even higher deeds; ever nobler striving. Sitting in her room that' afternoon waiting for David’s call, Chickie saw herself so and wept. Had she the right to it? ahe thought of that thing Martha Blake stUd: You, yourself. Chickie. and not the world must rule your life. Mark out your way—walk bravely in your own-thoughts, thereon take no heed of hands that would •push you aaide nor of tonguep that would beat you down. Only have you triumphed when you rise superior to this fear of other minds . . She walked about the room, clasping her hands together, drawing back tears from her eyes. It was late when David came. They rode, and did not talk. Now and then the winning glance met hers. Now and then his hand reached over. They stopped on a bypath along the boulevard. David said: “Let us walk.” He took- her hand. They climbed to the top of the hill. , He murmured. “Beautiful, sweet lady!” Then the wind blew the hair and the color to her face. He smiled. They went into the forest. Trees murmured about them; the leaves were tufted under their feet. She saw him so tall with a light in his eyes. She did not look again for fear that she would laugh; or in fear that she would cry. They came to a little opening and here the trees formed a circle. The light was dim because of the thousand leafy branches. There was no sound. It was a sanctuary. David stopped and took her other hand. He raised these two hands and drew them to him. *She felt again in this vast and rhythmic silence that the world was gone. Only the two and the love between them had a being. His voice was deep and tremulous: “Helena, tell me If you 'love me. Look at me and speak.” The words flew from her: “Oh, David! Love you!” Then she was frightened, pushed him a little and lowered her head. “Then you must take me, Helena.” “Ah, no—l can not —I can not—do not ask me to do this weak thing.” (To Be Continued.) (Copyright. King Feature Syndicate)

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"here’s a nice little boy friend for you! Mr. Wayburn's just been telling me that he’s dying to meet you. . . ' She was filling thre more cocktail glasses as she spoke. She emptied her own, and left Wayburn with _ Myra. • • • G' LORI A’S head was going around and around. There was a singing in her ears. She knew she had had too much to drink. Much too much! Gloria started up the stairs. She wanted just one thing in the world ... to lie down on her own bed and go to sleep! But the stairs seemed to'he made of rubber. She couldn’t stand on them. Suddenly a plate of sandwiches appeared belore her. "Here, eat a blotter!” came Bill Hough’s voice. “It’ll soak up some of the gin you’ve been drinking. . . up, old girl, before Dick sees you!" , But Gloria pushed Bill and his sandwiches away. ' She swayed into the living-room. The jazz band was playing “(3h, Peter!” But nobody was dancing. On the davenport May Seymour and Jim Carewe were sitting close together, blowing smoke rings at the ceiling. Gloria crossed the room to them. "Why don’t you get up and dance?" she asked. "Band's playing ‘O, Peter!' Mos’ wonderful music In the world. . . May Seymour took one look at Glory’s white face and starry eyes. "Sit down here!” ihe ordered. “Gloria, you’ve had too much to drink. Make her sit down, Jim!” But Gloria drifted away. The room seemed to he filled with golden fog. . . . She was very warm and dizzy. She reeled a little. “I may have had too much to drink, but I'm still going good!” she said to the world at large. “You certainly are!" It was Dick’s voice. He and Lola Hough seemed to swim before her eyes. “Here, take her out into the 1 kitchen, Lola,” Glory heard Dick say, "and tell Maggie to give her some strong black coffee. See if you can sober her up.... If Myra Gail and the rest of the women see her like this they'll tell it all over town tomorrow!" • • • rp'l HE next thing Gloria knew | I she was sitting in her own w..i I white kitchen. She didn’t know how she had got there. Through the golden fog she could see Maggie cutting sandwiches. “I’d always heard that women sfhoked and drank,” Gloria heard Maggie say to Mrs. Hough, “but 1 never expected to see 1t!....N0t In Mr. Dick's house, anyway!” She cut bread viciously. “Aw, Maggie, what's a little drink among friends?” Glory asked cheerfully. She was feeling very happy. The dizzy feeling had left her. “It’s not so much the drink itself ....It's the way drink makes folks act especially women folks!” snorted Maggie. "Look at yourself, right this minute. Mrs. Gregory, ma’am! and that Mrs. Gail in the dining room! Her that’s so cold, butter wouldn't melt in her month! Well, go and take a look at her now, If you think she’s so prim.”

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Glory rose to - her feet. ' Lola caught her by one bare arm. “No, no, dear!” she pleaded, "Don't go now. Wait until you've had yefur coffee... .’* But Glory had torn herself away. Uncertainly she pushed open the door between the pantry and the dining room. 1 Someone had turned out the lights. JThe dining room was In half darkness. And standing in the breakfast alcove were Myra Gail and Stan Wayburn. locked in one another’s arms! Glory gave a little moan. She put out one hand and turned on the wall lights. Instantly the pair in the alcove sprang apart. Glory laughed bitterly- “ Well. Stan, you certainly are a fast worker!” she said. "You’ll pardon me for spoiling your clubby little party, won't y0u?....Y0u see, I'm afraid to go ’round In the dark." Gloria walked shakily to the buffet. She drank another cocktail. She wanted to cry. But Instead she turned out the lights again and walked out of the room. • • • |ol HE'D show Stanley WayI burn that she wasn’t Jealous. i She’d show him that it meant nothing to her how many times he might kiss Myra Gall . . or any other woman! . . . What was he in her life, anyway? Nothing but a third-rate actor who happened to look like Valentino! . . . And yet, somehow, the sight of him kissing Myra Gail had spoiled Gloria’s whole evening. . . . Someone laid a hand on her bare arm. Glory turned. Stan! "Look here. Russet!” he said, “what are you so sore about? You told me to give your sad-eyed friend a thrill, and I did my best to give her ofte.” "I’ll say you did!" Gloria answered. "And. anyway, I’m not sore about it. I dare say you’ve kissed hundreds of women. . . . Why ►hould I worry about your kissing Myra Gail?" She went hack into the kitchen. "I’ll have that coffee now, please,” she said to Maggie, "and then let's serve supper. I’m sick and tired of this party, anyway!” Tired? No Pep? Just Dragging Along? Do you get out of bed In the morning, tirocl, listL‘ss, beaten before the day starts? What chance have you to enjoy life until you correct that condition? \ iuna starts the whole machinery to working as it should—acts on torpid liver, sluggish kidneys, lazy bowels. Almost before you realize it, yon begin to walk along with a now swing—full of vigor, able to eat, sleep, laugh and really live. It has taken thousands out of bed and put them on their feet. Will you give it a chance? VIUNA The vegetable regulator

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him around at parties. . . . He’s st jifraid I might happen to have I good time! Go hunt him up, Glory and dance with him while I taavi my little drink In peace!" Glory went. She found Dr. Joh* and Lola Hough sitting on the stain talking about Lola’s babies. "You haven’t danced with me a! evening, Dr. Johnny,” Glory pouted Instantly the doctor was on hll Yaet. He put his arms around Olorlff; but she slipped out of them She crumpled up In a heap on th< floor! (To Be Continued)

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