Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 220, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 January 1926 — Page 12

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BEGIN HEBE TODAY BARBARA. HAWLEY la 2*. sdlf-wUled and talented. Wanting to see llta, aha breaks with her fiance. BRUCE REYNOLDS. an architect, and seta a Job on the Indianapolis Telegraph. She sees plenty ot It at a roadhouse dinner, where 808 Jjtfj'KlES. police reporter. Introduces her to JEROME BALL, man about town. A prominent man kills himself at the dinner and Barbara picks up a red scarf dropped by his unknown woman companion. Bruce enters the real estate firm of

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Manners, Stone A Reynolds, which launches an ambitious deerrlopment. Vale Acres. I.YDIA STACT. rich widow, is Interested in him, but he rebuffs her and she tells ANDREW MeDHRMOTT, managing- editor of the Telegraph, that she suspects crookedness in the firm. Barbara, meanwhile, edits a lovelorn column and give* nrorih advice to a correspondent who signs herself “Violeitta” and asks how she can land a “socially superior young man." Suddenly she

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learns that Bruce has married a lactory girl. VIOLETTA CRANBY—the same one she has been advising. At this point Manners decamps with the bank deposits and Vale Aires to smash. Bruce is bitter against Barbara for the newspaper publicity that follows. . „ . _ Barbara's mother dies, and Barbara moves to an in-town apartment, sharing it with McDermott's daughter i ancy. Fancy is in love with Jerome Ball, and Barbara, unable to argue her out of it. calls Ball In to talk to him. Fancy walks *in unexpectedly and accuses her of trying to steal Ball for herself to avoid r being an old maid. ~ Then she runs out* out Barbara and Ball bnngr ner ba NOW GO ON tVITH> THE STORY CHAPTER XXIX The words were very faint. Fancy hung her head. Her breath caught. "Come in,” said Barbara, “and sit down at the table. The tea is all ready. Os course you are hungry. I was hungry myself, but I couldn’t eat. Perhaps I can eat something with you.” The dishes were brought out again and two cups of tea poured. Fancy sat on a kitchen stool, swinging her slippered feet and munching greedily. She did not meet Barbara’s eyes. When they had finished Fancy drew her knees up on the stool and looked at Barbara. ‘Well,’’ she said, pouting. "Let's have it over. Do your worst." Barbara smiled at her. “Run back into your room. Fancy, and I'll follow you. But I haven’t much to say.” Fancy obeyed. When Barbara came into the bedroom the girl was seated by the dressing table, her head on her arms. Barbara went up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. Fancy lifted

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her head and gazed into Barbara's face. “Bubs, dear,” sho whispered, "I’m so sorry. What a beast I was! And you'd been so good to nie*too.” The tears began to trickle again and she hid her face against Barbara's dress. “Now listen, dear,” said Barbara, “we won’t talk about that. You didn’t mean- some of the things you said. What matters now is that-you see how right I am about Jerome. You mustn’t ruin your life by falling in love with a man of his type. There’s nothing in it for you. He is sure to drop you in a short time, as he dropped the other girl for you. Believe me, I know about him and his many loves* ‘Why, Fancy, once ha came over to tell me how worried he was about a breach of promise suit. You don't want to have anything to do with such a person as that, do you?” “Did you drop him at once when you heard about it?” Fancy retorted. Barbara flushed. "There was never any romance between us,” she said, more distantly. "Well. I don’t care. It wasn’t his fault the old thing sued him, was it?” replied Fancy. "Lots of women just make victims of men that way. And I know Jerome wasn’t to blame. He Isn’t that kind.” Barbara sighed. “There’s no use trying to tell you about him, Fancy,” she said. "You think you’re in love with him and you won’t listen. But you must promise me one thing—that you’ll tell your father all about It and do as he says.” Fancy shrugged her shoulders. “I’ll tell him, but I don’t know whether I’ll do what he says. He’s such a hard-shelled old fogy, Babs. I’m old enough to know what I want.” "Maybe so, dear, but not old enough to know what’s good for you.” "How do you live so contentedly, Babs?” Fancy’s eyes, were genuinely curious. Barbara drew back, then recovered her poise. "What do you mean? Do you think an unmarried woman can’t have any -happiness?” Fancy laughed. "Not exactly. But, well you know, I’d think you’d want admirers and parties and pretty clothes and things. You’re not

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so awfully old yet.” The impertinence was evidently quite unintentional. Barbara smiled. "Perhaps I do want them, dear. But my life doesn’t provide them just now-. And, after all, it's my work that -really counts. I have enough, just in it.” Fancy shook her head. "I don't see it. Women weren't made to work the way you do. -Gee! I don't see how- you stand it. Not for me, 1 tell you. I’m going to have all the fun I can and then I'm going to get married and go on having fun.” Barbara patted her shoulder. "And the best thing you can do in the meantime is to jump In a hot tub and then into bed. I’ll let you sleep right through when I leaVe in the morning.” Fancy smiled quite happily and prepared to do as she was told. When Barbara passed the bathroom door a few minutes later, she heard the strains of "Papa Love Mamma” above the splashing of the Water. I>ater, she went Into Fancy’s room to turn out the lights and open the window. “You’ll have that talk with your father, won’t you, Fancy?" she asked, standing beside the bed. Fancy’s nose, shining from the hot water and soap, appeared from beneath the woolly blankets. ‘‘l’ll tell him, Barbara, but I’m going to marry Jerome Ball, Just the same. He asked me to last night.” • • • The Vale Acres investigation dragged out for many weeks. Nothing was heard of Winston Manners. Indianapolis was divided in its sympathies. As Barbara covered her daily beat, she heard varied opinions expressed regarding the culpability of Stone and Reynolds. "Any man with normjal intelligence must have known there was something wrong in that deal,” argued one banker with a caller, while she stood waiting to talk to him. The man whom he addressed shook his head. "That may be sc of Stone,” he said. "But young Reynolds never did have access to the books of the company, they say. His part In the deal was only drawing those folderols of foreign houses —

all messed up with stucco and lattice work and dormer windows. Never cared much for that type of architecture myself. But lie's supposed to be good in his line. I don’t believe he paid any attention to the money side of the business.” When the man walked away Barbara approached the banker. “I think you're wrong about Mr. Reynolds,” she said, quite irrelevantly. McDermott was placing more confidence in her, giving her front page assignments frequently and relieving her of the routine work. The lovelorn column, however, he refused to take away from her. “You have a human touch in that column,” he said. “And it’s a great circulation builder." Barbara smiled dubiously. Each day when she ran through the mail she picked up the pink and lavender envelopes and tore them open with feverish haste. And each time she sank back weak with relief against her chair. There were no more letters from Violetta. Bob Jeffries came into the Telegraph office one day late in May. His eyes were shining. He searched out Barbara as usual Miss Badger watching, flounced away as she saw him approaching Barbara's desk, and shut her own desk with a vicious slam. "What’s up. Bob?” asked Barbara, sltiiling at him. “Have you found a diamond mine in Brown County, or did your last bareball bet win?” Bob perched on her desk, grinning. “Neither. Better than that. I’ve a chance to go to New York!” He leaned back wnii.ng for her to be impressed. The effect was all that he could have desired. Barbara was visibly thrilled. “Oh, gorgeous! What kind of a job, Bob?” "Publicity- for the Ebber theaters,” he replied with nonchalance elaborately assumed. Barbara’s eyes gleamed. “I’m so glad for you. Her face fell. "But' what in the world will I do for a side kick, Bob? You were going to t>e my knight and fellow traveler. Remember?" Bob laughed. ‘Yep, I remember the picture-hanging contract. But really, Babs, you can’t expect me

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to hang around this burg forever, on the chance that sometime you'll have a picture for me to hang. I have to go where fortune calls.” He looked so like a pleased boy of 10 that Barbara could only smile, too. "Os course, you must go,” she said. "But how 1 we shall miss you.” Bob raised his eyebrows. “Oh, 1 guess my going won't leave much of a hole. I’m not really very necessary to anybody in the world. ’’ “Now, Bob, don’t assume that high tragedy air. You know you’re perfectly suited wijth this fancy free life of yours, and nothing would bore you more than being fied to anybody or any place,” Bob smilfed. “Yep, you’re right. I get sort of pale and melancholy over it sometimes, when I find a hairpin in my restaurant chicken pie, or when I pan’t think of any place to go on Christmas night. But between hairpins and Christmas nights I'm happier than any 1... rried man in America.” The conversation was interrupted by a call to Barbara from McDermott. She rose and Bob strolled away.

G"'"IEORGE T. THOMPSON, Marlon postman, doesn’t J have to carry mail for a living any more. He sold Florida lots which he bought for SSOO for $25,000. Frankfort will rededicate its high school Jan. 25, with an elaborate program. The building was destroyed by fire several years ago. Pastor Burkett of Hobbs, had visions of a chicken dinner when a. hen rode on top of John Neidhammer’s auto to church. The pastor spied the fowl on the car and went to catch it but the chicken flew away. Ed Hawkins of Noblesville knows a lot of better places to spend the winter than in a hospital. He is a former president of the American Tin Can Tourist Association. He was recently operated on.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

“How’s Fancy getting along days?” asked the managing editoni as she entered his office. “I’ve been so busy this month I haven't given her the time I should.” "Well,” said Barhara, "I think she's all right, though I've found her crying several times since Jerome stopped coming." McDermott nodded his head. "Better cry now than later, when there isn't any remedy,” he said. "She’ll get over It.” “Oh, yes,” answered Barbara, "and I don’t think she’s bitter about the matter. Never speaks of It. I’ve tried to take her mind off him as much as possible.” “She’ll do,” replied Fancy’ father. “But what I called you 'in for especially. Barbara, was to ask what plans you had made for next month.” "Why none at all, outside tho usual routine,” said Barbara, in some surprise. “How’d you like to go to the national convention of tho General Federation of Womens’ Clubs?” (To Be Continued)

HOOSIER BRIEFS

SHE first marriage license of the year has just been Issued at Greensburg. Rosemary Geis of New Point and Harry P. Gaup of Morris broke thuM period of inactivity. H Coasting isn’t what it used to bej said Mayor Kessler of Seymour. He’s stiff all over from riding & sled, “It’s too much like work now,!' ho said. Lebanon had a thrill. Hi-Jackers fought a running gun battle on Indianapolis Ave. at,,an early hour. Police could not learn if there were casualties. When Rev. W. C. Ott. Fair-mount pastor, returns from a visit he will find he hasn’t any home. Fire destroyed the parsonage during his absence. State Representative William C. Bond of Newcastle has announced he Is a candidate for re-election.

JAN. 14. 1926