Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 111, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 August 1926 — Page 8

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“Business Kisses” By BEATRICE BURTON Author of''“Gloria, The Flapper Wife’’

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CHAPTER LXII 'A. week or bo later Mary Rose told Dr. Fltzroy that she had decided not to live with them. *!J can’t,” she explained to him. “I have my own mother to look after, will you let me do this —will you let me work in your office for a couple of months until I pull my*, self together?” For Tom’s death had been much more of a shock to her than it had seemed at the time. Sometimes now, when she tried to talk to people, ehe would suddenly and without warning burst into tears. But as January came to an end and February passed Mary Rose began to feel more sure of hefself. The days in Dr. Fitzroy’s crowded office were interesting and she' was so busy that she had no time to think and to brood. And that was a very good thing for her. Once a week, usually on Sunday nights, she went to the Fitzroys’ big lonely house supper with them. She was there, with her mother, on the first Sunday afternoon in March when Doris Hlnig dropped in to see Mrs. Fltzroy. The two, who ; belonged to the same bridge playing set, had become rather good friends. ‘I think you know—Mrs. Fita roy,” Tom’s mother said to heO when she brought Doris into the room. **l- knew her as Miss Middleton," the other girl said stiffly. 'She did not t&ke the hand that Mary Rose held out in greeting, but turned quickly and said, 'How do you do?” to Mrs. Middleton. The four women sat down again before the fire. “I camo in to say good-hy to you. I’m going to Europe for a year,” Doris told Mrs. Fltzroy. "How very, very lovely!” Mrs. Fltzroy murmured in her soft, beautiful voice, smiling sweetly. But there was a puzzled look in her eyes and Mary Rose knew that she was wondering the same thing that she herself was wondering. If she was going to marry John Manners in June, how could she be going to Europe for a year? She looked sharply at Doris’ ftesh i colored face with its bright blue eyes ! and clearlcut features. And she saw that the smile on it was fixed and set. It was as if Doris had made up , her mind to smile and never to stop smiling no matjjer Whether she felt like it or not. “1 es, I'm going hark to France,” she was saying to Mrs. Fltzroy in a voice that sounded too bright and cheerful—almost strained in its cheerfulness. "I’ve never been really happy doing anything but work in the Red Cross. I honestly think I was cut out to be a nurse," she went on. Mary Rose looked at her fragile clothes, her slim ankles and wrists, and the frail loveliness of her face. She did not look a3 if nature had i ever Intended her to be a nurse. | She looked as if nature had never j intended her to oe anything but \ what she was—a illy of the field, j who toiled not nor spun, and went about arrayed more spendldly than Solomon in all his glory or Sheba in all of hers! The suit that she wore now was a fawn-colored thing of fine broadcloth trimmed with Pale fox fur, and ehe wore a plain little Htraw hat of the same color'on her ash-blonde hair. "Looks like a bride's going away suit,” was Mary .Rose’s inner comment. "And I'll bet a cooky that's what she bought it for, too!” But if her clothes were like treasures from a trousseau chest, Doris’ face was anything but the happy face of a bride-to-be. In spite of her high color, there were violet rings under her eyes and a droop to her moihh when it was in repose. When she got up to go Mrs. Fit* roy followed hen into the haft and Closed the library door behind her. "That's the girl John Manners is going to marry," Mary, Rose said in a low tone to fter mother. Mrs. Middleton gave one of tiny snorts. “Well, I can't see that ehe looks very happy over It!” she cried, pouring herself .another cup of Mrs. Fltzroy's Ming Cha tea, and biting Into a ladyflnger. Suddenly Rhe set both of them down. "Why, you're crazy. Mary MRS. BASSETT ALWAYS TIRED

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Rose!" she said, shaking her head. "I remember that piece about him in the paper, and it said the wedding was going to take place in June! So this girl can't be the one he's going to marry! She wouldn't be tooting off to Europe for a year if she was, would she?” Mary Rose shrugged her slender shoulders. "That's what I'm wondering.” she said. She didn't have to wonder for very long. For when Mrs. Fitzroy came trailing back into the room a few minutes afterward she was fairly agog with news. "I think that engagement's off!" she exclaimed, leaning back among the cushions of the long brocaded chair where she always sat. “I asked her about her wedding In June; and she said she's postponed it until fall! That doesn't sound much like wedding bells to me!” ''Nor to me, either!" agreed Mrs. Middleton. "These new-style girls with their Red Crosses and their clubs and their charity work and their cigarets!" She shook her head over them, despairingly. “They'd be a lot better off with a husband and a houseful of children!" she added, '"instead of traipsing off to the ends of the earth on some wild-goose chase or other! They don't know what they want!” Mrs. Fitzroy was silent for a mo ment. Then she looked straight at Mary Rose, whose eyes were turned away and staring into the fire. "I guess th‘s girl—this Miss Hinig —knows what she wants." she said quietly. "I think the man in the case doesn't want her—and ehe's found it out!” Within her breast Man’ Rose's heart gave a wild leap of Joy and she felt tfte hot color rising to her face. She leaned over and began to poke at" the fire to hide it. After tea when Mrs. Middleton was upstairs putting on her hat to go home Tom's mother brought up the subject of Doris’ engagement again. "You’re glad It’s broken, aren't you?” she asked flatly, and laid her hands on the girl's shoulders, while she looked deep Into the grave blue eyes that Mary Rose raised to hers. “WRy should I be glad?” The fresh young Ups were trembling. Mrs. Fitzroy threw up her blonde head and Mary Rose found herself thinking foolishly how much she looked like Quesn Marie of Roumania. >• "My dear,” she said, “you can fool them all, but you can't fool me! You never cared about Tom in the he wanted you to! Months and months ago, when we first started to play bridge together, this little Miss Hlnig told me you were dead in love with Mr. Manners! I knew you only married Tom because you knew he was dying—” Her vpice rose high and bitter. "I did not!” Mary Rose denied it hotly. "I married hlfii because I wanted him to be happy when he was dying! I married him because I loved him the way I might have lovetj a brother if I'd had one! And if he’d lived, he'd never have known that I didn't love him the way a wife loves her husband. I'd made up my mind to that!” The older woman looked at her for a moment longer and then let her go. "I believe you,” she said slowly. “Forgive me for wha* I said. I'm almost out of my mind, I guess, these days. I can’t get over losing my boy!” And Mary Rose forgave her with all her heart. But she never went to the Fitzroys' house again. She felt as if she had no right to be in it—and why she felt that way, ehe didn't know.

That night as she was getting ready to go to bed Mary Rose suddenly stopped struggling with the dress that she was trying to unhook. Caught by her own reflection In the glass, she leaned across the dresser and peered at her face. She looked more like herself tonight that she had in weeks and weeks and The eager, dancing light had corpe back into her eyes, and the corners cf her lips were turned up in fheir old smiling way. She looked happy. She looked prettier than Doris Hinlg had—and she kenw it! “Sometimes I’m pretty—as pretty as Flossie herself!” she thought. And then she remembered something that John Manners had once told her in that grim, downright way of his. “You’re the prettiest thing alive, *’ he had said. “And your voice is the nicest sound I've ever listened to!” How friendly he had been those days—how he had painted the whole world for her in the colors' of joy and happiness. But that was very long ago “Why didn’t he care for me?" She wondered. ‘He must have for a little while. He wouldn’t have taken me to his mother if he didn’t." What could have happened to make him change toward her, overnight, as h> had? If he had cared about her. half so much as she had for him, he couldn’t have changed. She hadn't! She loved him now Just as much as she ever had! More! \ In the mirror, the little diamond wedding ring on the third finger of her left hand flashed suddenly. f Mary Rose looked at It for a long time. Then she went downstairs and lit the kitchen candle—the one her mother used when she went out in the cellar for potatoes or up in the attic for canned fruit. It was to the attic that Mary Rose went now. She went straight to the old doll’s dresser that stood under the windows at the front—the little dresser where she kept, her “souvenirs,” the little records of her life. And Into the old dancing slippers, where she had hidden the newspaper clipping of John Manners’ engagement to Doris Hlnig she hid something else —something small and

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- Organizing for Service Is Theme'of This Study

The international uniform Sunday school lesson for Aug. 15. Organizing for service—Jethro’s wise counsel. Exod. 18:13-24. By William E. Gilroy, D. D. Editor of the Congregatlonallst. Our lesson brings us Interesting light upon the social organization of Israel and upon the nature of a true political ideal. One must not see in incidents In the past the expression of modern ways of thinking and of democratic theories, but none the less we have here what may be interpreted as a manifestation of the essence of democracy. Moses was sitting as a judge of his people in much the same way that a modem sheik acts as judge in relation to his tribesmen. If any member of Israel had a grievance against his fellow, he had an opportunity of bringing it to the judgment seat where Moses sat. It looked like a beautiful arrangement, that the leader and savior of his people should be the arbiter between them in all their disputes.. Surely no wiser or more honest judge could have been found than Moses; no one better fitted to hear all matters of dispute and make a wise decision. Saw Dangers But Jethro, the father-in-lkw of Moses, saw with a clearness with which Mqees did not perefeive it, the weakness of such a system. What

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Moses was doing represented really the concentration of power in the hands of one man, and though Moses was an unselfish and conscientious man, well fitted to exercise that power, which in the hands of a less scrupulous leader of his people might become very dangerous. Moreover, Jethro saw' that such a system was placing altogether too heavy a burden upon Moses, and that a task not performed well and competently was only going to produce dissension and dissatisfaction; so he urged whaj we would call today the decentralization of power. He suggested that better organization was the method of solving this problem, by localizing matters of judgment and deputing various persons appointed over groups to hear and adjudge cases of dispute. / It is interesting to note the types of men that Jethro urged Moses to appoint as rulers over thousands, over hundreds, over fifties, and over tens. These local judges were to he “able men. such as fear God. men of truth, hating unjust gain.” Not Always Good Perhaps it should be emphasized that decentralization and the localization of justice is not a good thing unless judgment is in the hands of men,of that type. Unfortunately, the solemn obligations of honor and justice do not always deter men from, acting corrupt-

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CAR DEFICIT INCREASES But Street Railway Grose Earnings for June Gain. Deficit in the Indianapolis Street Ralway Company's depreciation reserve fund roee from $108,924.63 to $136,677 during June, as a result of lighter receipts than In the same month In 1923. according to a- report on file today with the, public service commission. Gross earnings for June, however, exceeded those of the same month last year by $15,823.39. on account of Increased bus operation, "'"bus receipts during the year ending in June increased from $1,575.20 to $17,454.41. Operating expenses were $30,527.82 heavier In June this year than last. NEGROES WILL BUILD Community Center to Be Erected by League. The St. John Community Center Leagued organization promoting social and economic welfare of local Negroes, will erect a community center building at Seventeenth St. an<\ Martindale Ave., It was announced today. Tonight members of the organization will go by special train for a sight-seeing visit in Chicago. FAIR COMPANY I^LES Incorporation, paper* for Uu Elk-

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