Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 195, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 December 1925 — Page 10

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,Th? Love Dodger i N By VIRGINIA SWAIN

■ BEGIN HERR TODAY ■rBAEA HAWLEY. 'LL after ■inr school three years. defines to *0 newspaper stork in order to see her fiance. BRUCE REYNOLDS, she breaks with him and gets on the Indianapolis Telegraph, ■•n which ANDREW MeDERMOTT, a close Iriend of her father, before his death. Is managing editor. During her first day at the office, Barbara gets a name wrong, publishing a story that MORRIS PATTINHAM iB dead. Pattinhani threatens to sue for libel and Barbara kets her first taste of the nerve-racking responsibilities of her work. , NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER IV mHB black-browed giant burst iwto volubility. “What you tnmk becomes of my business after you’ve called me dead?’’ Pattlnham stopped a moment for breath, while Barbara turned over several answers in her mind and found none worth making. The city editor was staring at her white face. He turned a conciliating eye toward the maA. “Well, Mr. Pattinham, it was unfortunate that Miss Hawley should have made that mistake. She has not been doing this work very long. It wasn’t Inten t tonal. . “I’ll tell you what we’ll do. We’ll a correction tomorrow. How will that do? Make things even?” Pattlnham beamed. “Fine,” lie said, baring large white teeth. “And you can say second-hand stoves and old rugs are my specialty.” Wells bowed the visitor out and turned to Barbara. “You see what names mean to a newspaper, Miss Hawley,” he said “If we had said the wrong man was sent to an Insane asylum or had committed a murder, it might not have been so easy to rescue his ‘business.’ ”

Today’s Cross-Word JPuzzle

Here’s a hard cross-word puzzle which will make you stop and think for a while.

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/ Barbara, though relieved, was still speechless with shame. She was not quite surd what her mistake been, but she could not bring herself to ask. “The man ■who died spelled his name with a ‘g’,” said Wells, with a note of weariness In his voice. “Im sorry,” said Barbara. A heavy fatigue was creeping over her body, deadening her nerves and tangling her thoughts, so that she could not trust herself to speak, not knowing what incoherency might issue from her lips. Wells looked at her face and turned abruptly away. Over in the wire news corner Bob Jeffries was watching her from .behind a paper. He saw that something was decidedly wrong. For a moment he hesitated. Just then Barbara flung her head back, blinked her eyes and strode manfully toward her desk. There she gathered up her purse and gloves and looked around for her hat. In a moment Bob was by her side. “Going home?” he asked nonchalantly. "I’ve a rattle-trap bus outside that will roll just as well as a Mercedes, if you aren’t proud.” Barbara favored him with a smile, all the brighter for the tears trembling just behind It. “Os course I’m not proud,” she answered. “But I live too far—clear out in Southport. Thank you just the same.” Bob shrugged. “What’s distance to a car like mine? I could land you at Timhuctoo, if you said the word. Come on.” Outside, Barbara found his haphazard racing car parked at a defiant angle. She climbed In, her

29. To leer. 31. Not ever. 33. Fairies. 35. Modification of the microphone. 36. Hair of a caterpillar. 38. Languishing. 39. Common antelope. 42. Bay. 43. Rhythm. 47. Loved to excess. 48. To steep In Liquid. 50. Center of apples. 63. Braided quirt. 55. Valiant man.— 67. Cereal grass. 68. Heaviest cord. 59. Inspires reverential fear. 61. Organ of a fish. 62. Legal rule. 66. Second note in scale. 66. Toward. Answer to yesterday’s cross-word puzzle:

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Building Permits Geoiye Eberhart, addition. 1718 Thaddeus. 8600. 'William Parrish, dwelling, 6316 N. Delaware. SO,OOO. William Parrish, furnace, 6315 N. Delaware. S2OO. George Rafert. reroof, 1229 Central, 187. Ruasell Calkins, dwelling. 3902 E. Eleventh, $4,260. Runell Calkins, furnace. 3902 E. Eleventh, S2OO, Burnell Calkins, dwelling, 8920 E. Tenth. *4,250. Russell Calkins, furnace, 8020 E. Tenth, S2OO- - Calkins, furnace. 626 N. Denny, S2OO. J. M. Knight, dwelling. 1124 Fairfield, 82,800. George Howard, garage, 2938 Baltimore, *6OO. W. E. Renler, furnace. 2160 S. East, *320.

Ella Smith, storeroom, 827 N. Illinois, SII,OOO. * C'aubell Wynn, garage. 1150 Congreve, $250. , Carrie Montgomery, garage. 2039 Boosevelt. *270. E. C. Mootey. reroof. 1834 Jones. $230. E. C. Mooney, reroof. 1838 Jones. *230. H. C. Moore, reroof. 3862 College, *325. Crown Laundrv. addition. 2901 E. Washington, S6OO. \ Nciholeon Noe. reroof. 801 E. Fourteenth. $285. „ „CoKirabia Security Company, remodel. 1301 N. Senate. SI,OOO. A. F. Aveut. garage. 428 Arnolds, *332. Ixswis Kruger, garage. 1010 Churchman. gissr- ,ce hou *' ™io% r snl%\l C l<& OmVaay - 108 hOU “- FATE STACKS HIS CARDS Drives Auto Into River, Escapes Only to Be Arrested. Bv United Press ELKHART, * Ind., Dec. 16.—L. Starke is of the opinion today that the Fates have stacked the cards against him. Tuesday he drove his automobile into the St. Joßeph River, escaped uninjured andjWas then arrested for intoxication. \ '

Rarbara learns there is much difference ** BETWEEN A JOURNALIST AND A REPORTER

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“The "West Plains Limited is wrecked,” shouted Jimmy, the office boy. “Correspondent thinks 30 killed.”

heart somewhat lightened by the camaraderie into which Bob seemed to have received her. Barbara liked

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OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

fading. The road to Southport was smooth and trees mustered in vivid October uniforms against the sky.

“October ought to cure anything, oughtn’t it?” Barbara asked her companion, after some moments of silence. “Yes,” said Bob. “The air Itself Is like champagne. But what Is there to cure. In this case?” “Well,” said Barbara. ”1 got a name wrong this morning. It was onl3? a small mistake and I made it because the office was so noisy I simply could not get It right over the telephone, no matter how hard I tried. So I Just had to guess at it. And a terrible old man came in and said he would sue the Telegraph or something.” Bob whistled. Then laughed. "'Wow] not so bad, for the first day on the street. What happened?” , When Barbara had told, him, he became more serious. “No harm done. If there had been, I’m afraid old Wells would have fired you, Miss Hawley.. He Isn’t much for women on the paper, anyhow. And I can’t say I blame him. "The last woman reporter on the Telegraph was on the scene of the biggest murder of the year, and fainted Instead of calling up the city editor. “The one before that got into some kind of mixup with a lawyer whose office was on her run. “Wells says. 'No more women! The dumb ones cause trouble and the bright ones cause more trouble.’ We haven’t had a woman on the sheet since. That’s why I was surprised W'hen you said you had been hired. But If you have McDermott behind you, you’ll come out all right. He’s a prince. But he means business.” Barbara turned upon him. "Means business?” she repeated. "What do you think I mean? Do you think I am just playing at this game? I mean business, too. I despise frtvolous women dabbling where they're not wanted. v "You might as well learn right now that I’m In journalism because I mean to give my life to it. I'm going to* be' somebody before I quit!” “Whew!” whistled Bob. "Don’t be mad. I’m ready to believe you are going into this thing In earnest. Knew you weren’t a dabbler when I

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first saw you. But when it comes to ‘giving your life to It'—don’t try to kid me. It simply Isn't done, at least by women like you. “And, by the way, can that word ‘journalism.* It’ll put you outside the pale, in a moment, if the gang hears you say. It. They might even give forth raucous laughter in your presence.” Barbara flushed. “What’s wrong with is?” she asked. Bob leaned back and looked at her. “Well, what’s wrong with It Is that every young horn rimmed dude that comes out of college with literary aspirations makes a bee line for journalism, with a capital J. “We see ’em by the hundred, coming in to look for nice, soft, lowvoiced positions, writing editorials, or maybe doing some Interpretation of politics In print, grinding out mile-long book reviews or polite articles on the fourth dimension. “And, if the managing ed has been up late the night before, sometimes he hires ’em In a burst ,of folly. Then they get Introduced to newspaper work—not Journalism. "These young Journalists come down every morning with a boiled shirt and they carry leather-bound notebooks and silver pencils, and gad, how they do high tone the newspaper men around the office! They’re out to reform the world, by means of journalism. They Join civic luncheon clubs and get on all the vice commlsisons and belong to the I-Jttle Theater. And they typewrite by the touch system! "But, first of all, they’re out to reform the newspaper „ game and turn newspaper men Into journalists. They’d make it a rule for every reporter to wear a monocle If they could. "All thlaL-if- they last Usually they don’t, more than a week or two. By the time they have used a few words like 'miscegenation’ and ‘tergiversation,’ "and rebuked a printer or two for making up a page in his shirt sleeves—the boss who hired ’em sees what he’s done, and he kicks ’em out —leather notebook, horns-rims and all. Then the newspaper men In the office give a party. “That’s why.” Barbara looked at him somewhat

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

WEDNESDAY, DEO. 16,1925

vacantly. She was trying to figurs out what connection there was bw tween newspaper inefficiency dudes. She glanced again at Boh furtively. His face had certainly not knows! a razor for thirty-six or fortjr-elglii hours and his linen was not fault] less. "But he’s a good scout," thought Barbara, gratefully. When ho drogj up before her mother's big, ol<V fashioned house, she thanked hlrq warmly for the ride and the advtoo* She had not thought of Bruoe that day. SHE Telegraph office n*l morning was a more friendly place when Barbara entered it lit the dim hour of 7:30. Th scene was set Just as on the day before, with the city editor and hit assistant engaged In checking th| morning’s run of news. A reported or two slouched over a typewriter. She had no sooner hung up he< hat and coat than the city called her, "I’ve told Jimmy to leave thd booth free for you hereafter,** he said, “at least until you get used ta the noise in the office, so you cad get names right over the phone. Re< member, unless you can swear be* fore Gabriel that a name Is right, don’t use it. "You will call the hospitals fot* births and deaths dally, take the weather report, do re writes and take assignments, as I find out what sort of thing you are good for.” "Very well.” said Barbara, with something of her old bright assure ance. The city editor had spoked as though he expected her to be on the staff for some time. The incU dent of the obituary evidently wad forgotten. The door of the dictation bootli burst open with a crash, and Jim* my, the dictation boy, emerged Ilka a bullet. The office was on its toes, both literally and figuratively. Nobody in the room, except perhaps Barbara, had to be told that a big story was breaking. t “The West Plains TJmlted it wrecked!” shouted Jimmy. “Tele scoped with a freighter at Bar Juno tion. Correspondent thinks thlrtj killed.” (To Be Continued)