Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 271, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 March 1926 — Page 8

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SANDY

WHAT HAS HAPPENED IN THE STORY „ SO FAR Sandy McNeil, forced by her impoverished family into a loveless marriage with Ben Murillo, a rich Italian, sacriliees her love for Timmy, a childhood sweetheart. Frequent quarrels follows. A son is born, dying almost immediately. Seeking some escape. Sandy appeals to her Uncle Bob. who enables her to take

ASTRONOMER FINDS MILLION UNIVERSES Amazing Facts Concerning Stars in Skies Revealed by Authority at Mt. Wilson Observatory.

By David Dietz .V EA Herr ice Writer MT. WILSON, Cal., March 13. Our universe is only one of many existing in the vast stretches of space. There are a million universes within the range of the great 1000-inch telescope here at the Mt. Wilson Observatory. the largest telescope in the world. Tt is impossible to tell how many universes would come within the range of an even larger telescope. It may be that the number of universes in existence is infinite, literally stretching out through space forever. The largest of these universes measured so far is about one-seventh the size of the universe in which our sun and earth are situated. But there is no reason for supposing that this is the largest one. May Be Larger Universes There may be universes out in space as large as our own and even larger. • These facts, the most amazing which have been brought to light iri modern astronomy, were unearthed by Dr. Edwin Hubble, a member of the Mt. Wilson staff. Os course there had been preliminary work in this direction. But it, remained for Dr. Hubble to clinch the matter by direct observation. The stars which shine in the heavens constitute our universe. At first astronomers thought this was all that existed. But later they found that the stars constituted a system confined to a certain portion of space, while other objects lay far out in space beyond this system or universe of ours. These objects are the so-called spiral nebulae. They are Invisible lo the naked eye, but In the telescope look like whirling spirals of luminous cloud-like material. Proving the Speculations There was much speculation about their nature. Finally some astronomers suggested that these nebulae might be other universes of stars which were so far away that they appeared to be condensed into luminous cloud-like stuff. Now Dr. Hubble has proved that that is actually the case! He turned the big 100-inch telescope on the outer portions of the nearest of these spirals and took photographs with exposures of several hours. The resulting photographs showed that the outer arms of the spiral were actually composed of stars. The 100-inch telescope differs from the more familiar sort of telescope ■in that it has a mirror at the bottom of the tube instead of a lens at the top. The observer, instead of looking into an eyepiece at the bottom of the tube, looks into an eyepiece set in the side of the tube at its top. This mirror weighs four and a half tons. It is set at the bottom of a forty-five-foot open-work tube of steel. The tubs, mirror and other parts which have to be||noved a3 the telescope is used, weign 100 tons. The telescope stands in the center of a great dome which is 100 feet high. The' observer stands on a platform which is hung from the top of the dome. Motors move this platform, so that when the telescope is pointed at an object, the platform can be brought alongside the telescope's top to permit the observer to look into the eyepiece. And so, as the motors pointed the great telescope and, moved the platform across the great dome, Dr. Hubble discussed these distant universes. “The nearest of these universes is hundreds of thousands of light years away,” he said. “That is, they are so far away that it takes the light from them hundreds of thousands of years to reach us. The speed of light is 186,000 miles per second.

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a Honolulu trip with her mother. There she meets Ramon Worth, who eaves er life in the Burs. He boards the name steamer home and during the voyage declares hia love. At home Sandv tells Murillo she must be freed. He declares he will never release her. Judith Moore, a cousin, tells Sandy love is everything. Ramon meets Sandy on the beach at Santa Barbara. Murillo overtakes her

“Only a handful of them are near enough to analyze in detail, but it is fair to assume that the others resemble them in general, but are farther away. ' Just Like This Universe “In analyzing these near ones, I find the same sort of thing which is found in our own universe of stars. For example, there are the same sort of giant blue stars and the same sort of variable stars. “By comparing the brightness of stars in the nebulae with that of similar stars in our own system we can estimate the distance of these universes from our own. 'We find that the average diameter of these universes is about 10,000 light years, and that there are less than 100 fit them within three million light years of our own universe. “What is beyond those eighty million light years we do not know.”

MR. FIXIT Cross-Town Street Car Lines Need Stressed,

T.et Mr, Fixit solve your problems with city officials. He ig The Times representative at the city hail. Write him at The Times. Boynton J. Moore, city council president, should champion cross town street car lines, instead of seeking to change traffic rules, a cor respondent of Mr. Fixit wrote today. DEAR MR. Fl’xiT: Tell Boynton J. Moore that if he and other city officers will get after the street cat company to have some crosstowr, lines like there are in other cities, and not try to please just a few busi ness men, the car company will make more money and there will be less traffic downtown. We have good traffic rules in this city. I went in town about thirty miles an hour and a traffic cop stopped me. 1 thought I was gone, but he said I'd better step on it or someone might run over me, so I was out of town in half the time and the street was clear about all the time. MR. E. ft. R. The street superintendent’s department will investigate the following complaints: A Reader of The Times, alley off Wright St. between Lincoln and Weghorst Sts.; An Old Subscriber, alley off State Ave. between Hoyt and Lexington Aves.; Draper St. south of Minnesota St.; A. M. 8., first alley east of Kentucky Ave. between York and Stock Sts. DEAR MR. FIXIT: Do you want to see an artesian well? If so, come down to the 1000 block on Troy Ave. and you will see a place where a sewer stops suddenly for no reason at all and the water forces itself up to the top, where it runs in a miniature river for two blocks. It has not only made a dangerous ditch, but is washing the foundation out from under the sidewalks, made only last fall. A man fell in a mud hole on Napoleon St. and went in up to his arms. You can believe this or not. but I think I can explain it. Last spring they put in a sewer. When the holes were filled it settled underneath, making a tunnel which broke in v’hen this man walked on it. Come to beautiful Indianapolis, where the mud boating is wonderful. RAY HENDRICKS. The streets superintendent’s department will repair the sewer at once. To obtain a light, present a petition to the board of works with as many signatures as possible.

A NEW STORY OF A MODERN GIRL

I as she groes for a second tryst with I Ramon. _ (iO ON WITH THE STORY FROM HERE CHAPTER XLIY Murillo smiled. They were about the same height. He now looked evenly into Sandy's stormy eyes. "Home,” she said sharply. “I'll drive you there. It so chances that I’m also homeward bound.” “I’m quite used to walking, thank you. Don't spoil me with the luxury of a machine ride now and then.” “So! But you seem in a great rush. You were almost running. Were you trying to catch up with the time you lost last night?” Sandy’s head raised slightly, her lips parting. * * * Murillo watched her intently the measured breath she was striving so desperately to control. “Where were you last night?” She looked straight before her. “I asked you a question.” “Where were you last Sunday and the Sunday before that add before that!” She flung her chip up white and blazing. “Oh, so you mean to defy me, do you? You think you can return to j my home at 1 In the morning and refuse to say where you have been.” I "I did it. didn’t I?” They passed the corner. Four doors down was the dry goods store where Ramon would he waiting. Sandy halted. She said quietly: “It pleased me to walk about last evening.” “It pleases me to have you ride home now.” It was 5:30. Girls were coming up the block—going home for dinner. Several of them bowed to Sandy. In her excitement Sandy scarcely recognized them until a husky voice whipped against her with challenging indignation: "Well, Sandy McNeil, if that's the way you feel about It!" Sandy’s hand flew out: “May! The sun was in my eyes. Didn’t see you. Ben and I were so ■worried debating whether to return to mother’s or go home —” “Isn’t your mother recovering?” “We hope so!" Sandy’s voice still bright and high. “When she’s better, I’ll get a chance to dash around again.''

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May Arliss was a big girl with blond hair that she wore In a short, boyish cut, perfectly straight except for the slightest dip over her ears. She affected tailored blouses and long four-in-hands. This style increased the attractiveness of her blue, flowery eyes, her big, winsome mouth and slightly pug nose. She was Sandy’s closest friend. They had scarcely seen each other since Murillo canceled the dinner invitations. At first the old crowd, aware of Murillo’s antipathy, pitied Sandy. As her aloofness continued they berated her as “weak-kneed.” Finally they decided she’d merely grown snobby. May, Infuriated at the termination of a friendship that had endured since primary days, decided to “have it out” with Sandy McNeill! Then Sandy became ill —she had gone away. From the day of her return she had been kept at her mother’s bedside. This was their first meeting. [ “Why don’t you drop In and have' tea with us, May? Ally and I are j at dagger's points from being shut up together so much.” “I can do that, Sandy, if you’ll promise to blow around. We're having a little meeting npxt week. Why don’t you come?” All this while Murillo stood with j hat in hand, hair falling over his . forehead. His lip now compressed. "What kind of an affair, May?” May shrugged, gave a teasing look at Murillo, whose puritanic notions were known andd scorned. “Oh. just one of our little old smokeries. Mac. Sorry we can’t ask you, Ben, but it’s a hen party. Come, Sandy?" "I’ll adore to be there!” "You will? 'Say, why don't you come in with us on the New Year’s party? We're getting it up now. All the old crowd. A progressive dinner. We might have the wine course at your house. I hoar as now you’ve an excellent cellar.” * • • Before Sandy could open her mouth, Murillo cut in: "Thank you. Miss Arliss. I’ve made plans for New Y"ear’s.” Sandy looked at him Incisively: "Have you? Well, I may not approve of those plans. Benny. And perhaps we’ll change them. May.” “But youll come next week, sure

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

ly? I'll let you know more. “You bet I’ll come!” She laughed gayly, feeling Murillo's fingers pinching at her arm. She followed him to his car, parked across the street. Tie fooled with the gears, the blanched, angry look about his mouth. “What did you mean accepting that date?” “Why not? Do you think I went into solitary confinement when I married you?" “Did you hear her say It was a | smoker?” j “Smokie!” i “A female smoker! You'll not go. And I don't wish people to call you ’Mac.’ ” Sandy whistled softly. This was a nickname May had given her when they were passing through their early teens and thought It heroic to assume tough ways. “And how dared you agreo to that New Year's party?” “Oh, I thought you wanted people I to fancy us an ideal couple! 11 thought you wished to give out the impression that I was an idolized and pampered wife.” He looked at her furiously. “Else why did Sister Beatrice put that notice in the paper about our trip to Europe and your terrible devotion to your mother-in-law and your beautiful bride? You couldn’t • leave her to meet an emergency alone!” | They were driving down the block, i Sandy stared eagerly from the win- | I dow. The doors of the dry goods i store were wide open, but the interior was in shadow. She saw ! someone moving to the threshold. : Before site could identify the form as ! his they sped past, i She slumped low —a sudden bitterj ness flowing hotly through her | veins—a revulsion that she had ! once been weak —so weak that a puny fellow like Ben Murillo could now .accost her. clinch her arm, march her to a machine, force her to ertter. Ramon would wait hours. He would walk up and down the block. She said dully: “Are you remaining home to dinner?’ “Why do you ask? Hr,! you planned to take another walk this evening?” ‘My plans ere nothing to you, .

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Ben. I ask as Ida may wish to know.” Murillo i\ow smiled, helped her up the steps. "I may have something to tell you later, my dear. Yes, I’m remaining to dinner.” She ran to her room —wondered if she might In any way steal a word to him. She fancied him waiting so Impatiently—eagerness and laughter in his eyes. Then the happiness shifting to gloom In the abrupt way his moods sometimes changed. And she remembered the sweet, solemn fervor of his kiss—- • • • Charged with a hushed excitement she took the chair Murillo held out

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so ceremoniously. He said affably: “You misunderstood me, Sandy. I’m perfectly willing for you to have all the friends you wish. I only want you to exercise discrimination in the choosing of them. Beatrice will be only too happy to have you meet as many young girls as you like. They will lie the right type for a woman of your position.” Sandy glanced up slowly, facing him with cold hntred. He went on tensely: “I don’t approve of women smoking. And I don’t approve of coarseness. Is that more than I have a right to ask?”

Charles Marker of Muncle contends in Superior Court that the work of Howard Gore is "all wet.” Gore agreed to build a waterproof cellar. Marker alleges, but the work was not satisfactory. , Old Dobbin will make a last trip t | the glue factory or the farm if plan, J of the Muncle board of works to mo* ! torize the city are carried out. Fantastic Charleston dancers rej oeived another blow when the Bloomington city council placed a ban on the acrobatic gyrations at the city hall. "Anything else except,” ruled the council. The high cost of prohibition en- \ forcement was bemoaned by Judge ' Bock of Evant vllle, when he learned : that on Investigator was forced to ' i>ay $3.50 for a pint of “evidence.” A “kick on the leg" proved the | downfall of Sam Howell, Muncle box fighter, when he walked into a | house being raided by police. Howell had a pint of mule attached to ; his leg with a rubber band, police I say. Samuel D. Montgomery is a fast ! worker, according to the Elwood ■ city clerk. Montgomery came to the ! office for a marriage license and at | the same time filed notice of his i candidacy for re-election as trustee. Clad in his father's gum boots and other large wearing apparel, llus

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AIIERN

She dropped a spoonful of little toasted cubes into her soup. "I’m trying to tulk with you. Sandy." "I’ve no wish for your conversation. You're too ridiculous even to taunt. As thougli you or Beatrice Murillo can teach me anything! As though my position is any longer u matter of concern to you!" “No;” He leaned forward, his voice cooing. "No, my dear? I've talked with your mother. You’ve given up the idea of a divorce. That's very nice. So I've resumed the idea of our marriage.” (To Ik* Continued)

HOOSIER BRIEFS

sell Davis, 34, set out on a "borrowed” bicycle to seo the world. He was detained near Frnnkton by several farms nnd returned home. , Th Lord's Prayer and the Ctonistltution of tho United States proved 'the downfall of Mrs. Walter Sawickc of Gary, alleged bootlegger, when they were recited by polW officer Joseph Carlson ns a password. Mrs. Sawickc, not understanding English, admitted the officer. "There’s more than one way to kill a cat,” but a Falnnount resiM dent had trouble in ridding himself of a kitten. Three rural mail carriers were asked to carry it to parts unknown but they refused on the ( grounds that "livestock cannot i> carried In the UnltM Nt itos Mail* "Toot-toot.” chortled Raymond Crevlaton. of Marion, ns he drove his automobile down the railroad track. Officer Fred Certain had other Ideas about the proper place for an auto and threw his mace through the rear window of the speeding machine. The driver was later slated for Intoxication. William Kaufman of Columbia City claims to he the first farmer ip north central Indiana to tap maple trees for sugar water. Francis Like, Do Kalb County farmer, has been acquitted at Ail burn of nhootlng a rabbit out of sea son.

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