Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 64, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 July 1926 — Page 8

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° w° w Business Hisses By BEATRICE BURTON Author of “Gloria, The Flapper Wife”

The names In Mils story are purely fictitious and are not to be taken as referring to any particular person. p*ce or nrm.

READ THIS FIRST FLOSSIE and MARY ROSE MIDDLETON are two pretty sisters, the daughters of a widowed mother. They both work for -the Dexter Automobile Company. M?jy Rose Is secretary to JOHN MANNERS, the sales manager, and is m love with him. But he's engaged to DORIS HINIG. an heiress. Because of her feeling for him, Mary Rose repeatedly refuses to marry TOM FITZROY, a young doctor. * Flossie, a born vamp, does a very poor job of keeping the office flies. Mary Rose discovers that she is carrying on a flirtation with the president of the company. HILARY DEXTER, although she is engaged to his secretary, SAM JESSUP. She stays out with Dexter, loy-ridlng in his car, until all hours, and the girls' mother. MRS. MIDDLETON. can do nothing with her. John Manners falls in love with Mary Rose, and tells her that although he is bound to marry Doris Hlnig he will always love only her. The sisters quarrel. And to get even with Mary Rose. Flossie tells Manners that she's just “stringing him along’’ and really adores Tom I itzroy and means to marry him. Mary Rose wonders at Manners sudden coldness toward her. MRS. DEXTER finds Flossie’s vanity case in her husband’s car. When she comes in his office to tell him that she's going to divorce him, she mistakes Mary Rose for the guilty Flossie, and loudly accuses her or running around with Dexter. The girls in the office hear the undeserved tongue lashing that Mary Rose receives; and begin to shun her, thinking that she really has been trying to “vamp’’ the Big Boss. Flossie, the real culprit, begs her not to tell that it was really shp who had been out with Dexter, because she’s afrad that if Sam Jessup flnds.il out he won’t marry her. So Mary Rose, who hopes that Sam will marry Flossie and tako her away from Dexter, takes the blame. One night. Flossie ‘ditches'' Sam at an office party, and goes riding with Dexter. Then sne finds out how Dexter really regards her—as a prettygirl for a light Tove affair and nothing** else. Flossie gets out of his car and walks home, thoroughly disillusioned. Filled with remorse because pf the way she’s treated Sam. she cries herself to sleep. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XLV At 7 the next morning- Mary Rose shook Flossie to awaken her. “I’ve let you sleep as long as you can, honey,” she said as the younger girl drowsily opened trer blue eyes with their fringe of long black lashes. “You'll be late for work If you don’t jump right up, now.” Flossie frowned and turned her face to the wall. "Oh, Mary Rose, what did you wake me for?” she grumbled. “You’re always throwing the soap in the soup! You know I'm not going to work today!” Mary Rose stood silent for a minute, looking down at her. “But you ought to go hack and finish out your wePk at the works,” she said finally. “You may be sore at Dexter, and you should be, but It’s not fair to leave the company high and dry like this.” Flossie rolled over in bed and looked up at her with surprise written all across her lovely face. "You are a dumb-bell, aren’t you, Mary Rose?” she asked. “I suppose you Just can’t help it! ?fow, why should I be fair with _a man like Dexter, who’s given me the rotten 'deal that he has? I’m just tickled to death to leave him with no one to take care of his darned old files, believe you me!” Mary Rose flushed. “I may be a dumb-bell, I admit,’ she said quietly. "But I’d do my duty, no matter how hard it was—” "Oh, run around the block!” Flosshe broke in impatiently. “You give me a pain in the thorax with your talk about duty!” She jumped out of bed and ran across the room in her bare feet. “Mother!” she called shrilly down the stairs. “Mother, can I have my coffee up here in bed?” “Yes. darling,” came Mrs. Middleton’s voice faintly, in answer. Flossie picked up her comb and powder-puff from the dresser and climbed back into bed. She stacked her own pillows and the two from her sister’s bed behind her and leaned back on them luxuriously, as she began to comb her shining yellow hair. Then she yawned and stretched herself like a pet kitten on its Cushion in a sunny window. “Oh. but It’s marvelluvious not to have to go to work!” she sighed. "I think I’ll loaf around homp for a month or so, before I get another job. You flip it from Flossie, this getting up business in the morning Is the limit!” Mary Rose laughed. “1 can ..imagine you, along about the end of the first, week, when it was time for you to get. youri pay envelope!” she said. “You’d be wanting anew hat or a dress or a permanent wave—and where would the money come from?” Flossie missed her level black hrfiws, that w'ere so startling against the background of white skin and raw gold hair. “Yes, there’s something in that,” she admitted. ”1 do need the money. But I sure hate the job!” She drew her cigaret case from under her pillow and lolled back with a cigaret between her slim fingers. Mary Rose looked at her. struck, as she often was, with her sister’s amazing beauty. In the shabby little bedroom, she bloomed like a priceless orchid. Her heart-shaped face, with Its beautifully curved lips, with the wistful

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droop of her lids over the sapphire eyes, was breath-taking In its loveliness. No money In the world could have bought the splendid, extravagant beauty that had been given to little Flossie Middleton. “And yet she doesn’t know what to do with It,” thought Mary Rose. “She makes herself cheap, l?y letting men flirt with her—or by flirting with them first.” The very tho.ught of Flossie going into another office frightened Mary Rose. At the Dexter Company she had been able to keep her eye on her, at least some of the time. “Flossie, why don’t you get married to Snm?” she asked suddenly. Flossie thougthfully screwed out the light from her cigaret against the wallpaper at the side of her bed. “That, ray dear,” she said, deliberately, “Is none of yoi r business.” The door of the room opened and Mrs. Middleton came In with the breakfast 'tray. “Too tired to go to work after the party?” she asked, as she set the tray down on Flossie’s bed. ”1 heard you come in .but I was too sleepy to get up. It must have been around 2 o’clock, though.” “It was.” Flossie said, calmly biting into a roll. “When I was a girl young folks’ parties were always over by 12 at the very latest,” Mrs. Middleton went on. “And that was plenty late enough—” She stopped short and began to sniff the air delicately with her nostrils. "Cigaret smoke!” she exclaimed, and put her nose down Into Flossite’s bright hair. t“You Just reek of It, Flossie Middleton! That’s from being around that good-for-nothing Sam Jessup! He always has one of the nasty things hanging out of his mouth!” “Yes, mother, I know,” Flossie said meekly, and winked at Mary Rose, who was putting on her hat. "He’s just ruining his health with the uasty weed!” “Oh, say, do something for me. Rosey,” she called when her sister was half-way down the stairs. “Come here and I’ll tell you what it is!” Mary Rose came back and stood in the doorway. “Go and get my salary from the cashier at the office, will you?” she asked. “And bring It home with you. He often gives me my money ahead of time, you know.” Mary Rose got the money from Turner, the old cashier at the Dexter Company, late that afternoon. As she turned away frorfi the cage she bumjferl into a tall girl who had just come i through the front door and was on her V - ay to the stairs. “Oh, I'm sorry—” she began and stopped. For the tall girl was Doris Hlnig, all In black broadcloth, with a bouquet of gardenias pinned on her breast, and the look that ehe gave Mary Rose was withering. “She needn’t be jealous of me. I’m sure,” she said to herself a second later, as she went out Into the au-, tumn twilight and turned toward home. For John Manners hardly noticed Mary Rose these days. He gave her dictation in a monotonous voice, such as he might have used when speaking Into a dictaphone. He looked at her In the Impersonal way that he might have looked at a time clock. / It was hard for her to realize that there ever had been a time when he had called her “Mary Rose.” and had told her that he loved her and always would love her. That time seemed like a dream dim and unreal. “Flossie always says that you can't believe what any man says when he’s in love,” she thought. “And maybe Flossie’s right.” '• • •

Flossie was not at home wtjen she walked into the kitchen of the little brown house at 6 o’clock. "She went out about an hour ago, without me where she was going,” Mrs. Middleton said. “I heard the front door slam and when I went to look out of the window I saw her going down the street. She was carrying something.” Mary Rose made no answer, and presently her mother spoke again: "Did she tell you she and quit her job at the works?” she asked, and the girl 3aw that there were lines of worry across her mother’s broad, low forehead. “My, I’m sorry she did that. I always thought she was so safe when she wds there with you to look after Her.” She sighed deeply. At 7 Flossie had not come in, and the two worsen sat down to eat without her. ”1 suppose she's somewhere with Sam Jessup,” Mrs. Middleton decided, looking up at the clock. "He was here most of the afternoon, instead of being at the office, trying to earn his salary—l declare, I don’t often dislike people, but I can’t stand that Sam! He’s so mamby-pamby!” "Mamby-pamby?” asked Mary Rose. “He doesn’t strike me that way.” Mrs. Middleton shook her head,impatiently. "Now, don’t try to tell me anything about him, because I know all about him myself!” she said with spirit. "He and Flossie were quarreling about something or other all afternoon. And you should Jgave heard the way he let her talk to him! Why, he hasn’t any more backbone than an oyster—” "You think that about, him because lie’s so meek when Flossie jumps on him,” Mary Rose ex plained, laughing. "Rut that's hecause he's in love her. Sam’s really a mighty smart young kid. Everybody at the office says he's a comer.” Once more her mother shook her head. "You can’t tell me that anybody who dresses the way he does—with those trousers that trail on the ground and those awful ties Is ever going to make his mark! Be-

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cause I couldn’t believe it!” she said, popping a rrtouthful of meat into her mouth, as if she were bitting off Sam’s unfortunate head. "If my girl marries him, its going to break my heart —” To the surprise of Wary Rose she burst into tears. "What’s the matter, dearest?” the girl asked. "Surely you're not crying because Flossie’s in love with Same Jessup. She’ll probably never maian' him, anyway. Mrs. Middleton sighed. “No-no," she said in a muffled tone. “I’m crying because I don’t know any thing about you and Flossie any more. You ehut me out of your lives as if F were a stranger to you—l heard you both talking last night at 2 n’clneff In here. And I know something was going on—" She got up from the table, pushed Mary Rose gently away from her and went out of the kltchMi An hour afterward when the girl had washed the dlehes and put them away she followed her. But the door of her mother’s room was closed and locked. "Poor little mother—” Mary Rose thought. And suddenly she saw the cruelty of youth that goes its own way, pushing aside its props when it no longer needs them—leasing the shelter of the mother-bird’s wings when it has tried its own and can fly away on them. She went into her own room and turned on the lights. It was then that she ' -saw that something was wrong. For the room

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was in wild disorder. Flossie's clothes were scattered all over—and the side of the dresser where she kept her bottles and brushes and powder boxes was empty. Mary Rose pulled open the top drawer of the dresser. It was empty, too! Flossie had gone! Bag and baggage! Buj where? (To Be Continued) The mystery of Flossie’s disappearance deepens when a special delivery letter arrives and—read tomorrow’s installment. BERLIN BARS ‘LOCARNO’ Patent Office Refuses Net Manufacturer's Application. Rii United Frett , BERLIN, July 21. —Suspicion that an underhanded slur against the Locarno policy was Intended, has caused the German patent office to prohibit a prominent net manufacturing company from adopting "Locarno" as a trade-mark. It was suggested that the use of this name might be construed as meaning that Germany was enticed Into/the AlliesT net at Locarno. Another ban was imposed hy the patent office when permission was refused an underwear manufacturing concern, which wished to employ the . word "Decency” as its trade-mark on undergarments. Evidently. the slogan "Decency” was considered suggestive of Indecency.

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