Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 138, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 September 1926 — Page 8

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Saint and Sinner By ANNE AUSTIN

holding for her —beside his own—with a wistful smile on her face, pleading for sympathy and understanding. “I should say you manage beautifully, Miss Cherry, judging from this delightful table." Bob Hathaway’s calm blue eyes took in the immaculate tablecloth, the bowl of roses, the shining silver—which Faith had finished polishing just half an hour before his arrival—the tall, gleaming ice tea glasses, already filled with crushed ice; the crisp leaves of pale green lettuce, cupped around vivid slices of firm, red tomatoes; the heaped platter of golden-brown fried chicken; the "boat” of thick, creamy chicken gravy; the sandwich basket—a gift from another of Cherry’s suitors piled high with thin, triangular slices of brown-crusted home-made bread. Faith saw his admiration-filled eyes turn back to the glowing, dimpling Cherry, and her heart contracted sharply with a pain which she already half understood. Os course Cherry had snatched all the credit from her! She hadn’t expected anything else. And of course this new lyonng man was instantly smitten with Cherry’s charms. Hadn’t she Iknown that he would be? But-the pain still clutched at her heart. “Do you know, Mr. Hathaway, you look a lot like Ben Lyon, the rnovie star?' 1 Cherry leaned close to say to him. "But your hair’s much liicer I bet your girl accusses you of having a permanent wave?’’ she laughed her tinkling, musical little laugh. I Bob Hathaway ran an embarrassed hand over his curly crest of crisp Ihestnut hair. “I used to plaster it down with vaseline, Ijut. I’ve given it lip as a bad job,’ he told her, his blue eyes very shy ana his lean, tanned paeetks ruddy with a boyish blush. '■ “Don’t mind Cherry, Mr. Hathaway,” Mrs. Lane begged him in her gentle, martyred voice. "She’s always just bubbling over with fun animal spirits, I call it. But she don’t mean a mite of harm. I suppose some people might call her forward^” Muggy, darling! Cherry pleaded, pouting deliciously. “Mr. Hathaway will think I’m just an infant, if you talk about me like that. I’m not a baby at all, Bob—Oh, I mean, Mr. Hathaway! Aren’t Ia case? ’

"I wish you would call me Bob, all of you.” The guest glanced ouickly around the table, to Include them all In his invitation. Faith rose haistly from the table, us if she wanted to avoid his eyes. "Excuse me!” she murmured. She was glad that the making of waffles called her, to the kitchen. She felt that she could not bear any more light then—the exhibition of Cherry’s vamping tactics was making her ill. How tall he was! Taller even than Long Lane, who was six feet. And his lips had such a funny, dear way of quirking up at one corner and down a(, the other, as if he were smiling at some wonderful, secret joke. In the kitchen, she .poured waffle batter upon the smoking-hot iron and closed It, then from the warmfng oven took the two waffles that'she had made while the others were becoming acquainted with Bob Hathaway in the living room. “Waffles! Good Lord! I haven't seen waffles like these since I was ’a kid!” Bob Hathaway exclaimed with boyish enthusiasm, as he reached for the little glass jug of maple sirup that Mr. Lane was offering him. "Umm. Chicken and waffles!” “Yeh, Faith’s a good cook," Mr. Lane commented with pride. “Now, Joy, honey, don't grab! Chicken enough for everybody! Here’s a drumstick for you!” He turned again to his guest. "I’m sorry my boy, Junior, isn’t here, Mr. Hathaway. Wanted you to meet him. A fine boy, but a little wild.” "Long’s out car-ridding with that fast Fay Allen!” Joy contributed ■ eagerly. "Mom says she’s a shameless hussy! I seen her and Long—” "Saw them, darling!” Cherry leaned over to tweak Joy’s short nose with a pretty gesture of sisterly affection, designed to covers up Joy's “break.” "Doesn’t your teacher ever correct you?” "Cherry’s so dead set on all of us speaking and acting proper,” her mother smiled fondly on her favorite. “I do declare, Mr. Hathaway, I don’t know where she gets all her ambition. /And smart? —smart as a '•whip! Finished business college In six months, and has held some of the firiest positions in the city.” “I wish she’d hold some of ’em a little -longer,” Mr. Lane commented dryly. He had learned of Cherry’s loss of a job from his wife. "Don't you think, Mr. Hathaway,” Cherry put in quickly, “well—Bah then!—don’t you think that working girls—nice girls, I mean—have an awful lot to put up with in busyness? Just yesterday,” she said, with a breathless little rush of words, as if she had determined suddenly to make him her confidant,” I had to leave my position, because my employer tried—tried—to—kiss me!” “I’m afraid I can’t blame him,”

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Bob Hathaway twinkled at her. Oh, Bob, don't —don’t tease me!” Cherry begged, rose-flushed. "Cherry’s really a modest, old fashioned iittle girl,” her mother commented proudly. “Oh, gee!” Joy, in an effort to giggle, speak and eat chicken all at th • same time, choked and sputtered, so that bits of food sprayed out upon the tablecloth. Joy, leave the table this minute!” Her mother rapped shorply with her knuckles upon the table. “Oh, dear, that child will be the death' of me >et. laith, give Joy her supper in I the kitchen. And bring some more waffles, Faith. I’m sure Mr. Hathaway could cat another one. I love to see young people eat, Mr. Hathaway. I ain’t got any appetite at all myself, but it does my heart good to see you eat so hearty!” Mama!” Cherry cried out, a little too sharply. “You’ll embarrass the poor boy to death! Oh, Faith, darling, just a wee bit more lemon for the tea. Can I do anything more, honey? ’ she called sweetly, as Faith’s flushed face appeared in the doorway between dining room and kitchen. ' No, thank you, nothing more,” Faith said with quiet, bitter emphasis. Bob Hathaway looked up from his heaped plate, seemed to see her for the first time. There was a tense moment when blue eyes were locked with brown. In the kitchen, after she had wrenched her eyes away from his, Faith laid her head wearily against the cupboard and two tears slowly trickled down her cheeks. She had made him hate her. He saw Cherry as thq bright little “Merry Sunshine” in the home, the sweet-tem-pered, thoughtful daughter, and he saw her, Faith, as an envious, ugly duckling, bad-tempered with jealousy V>f her adorable little sister. Whlat could she do to counteract the bad impression which Cherry had, by her subtle intriguing, forced her to make on Bob Hathaway? Cherry had enough men already—at least six or eight dancing attendance upon her, fighting for dates. Bob Hathawcy would be just one more for Cherry, but for her— Faith threw back her hefkl, her spine stiffening with sudden deter mination. She would not lie down and let Cherry walk over her—and walk off with Bob He was admiring Cherry for the very accomplishments which Faith had, and which Cherry had so brazenly stolen for the evening. Os course he thought she was pretty, too, but if he knew the real Cherry, he wouldn't —couldn’t—love her. He was too fine, too honest, too sincere. Faith took her part in the conversation for the rest of the meal, feigning a gaiety which was not natural to her. When she served the

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tall, thin glasses of apricot sherbet which she had made herself, she handed Bob Hathaway's to him with a brilliant smile in her large dark eyes: "This is a treat in your honor, Mr. Hathaway. I Wouldn’t turn an Ice cream freezer on a hot day for Just anybody!" When she had said it, she could scarcely believe her own ears. Was this Faith Lane who w r as saying silly, flirtatious things to a man she had just met? Her face burned hotly with self-loathing. Oh, she couldn’t play Cherry's game! ' She wasn't made that way. When, at 9 o'clock, Cherry announced that Bob wanted her to go with him to his car to see the second show at the Royal Movie Palace, Faith was glad that he was going. She wanted to hide, to forget his blue eyes, filled with admiration for Cherry. "There’s room for three, Miss Lane," Bob Hathaway told her with careful courtesy. *‘‘lf you don’t mind a little crowding." (To Be Continued) END WORKERS’ MEETING Red Cross Leaders Plan for National Convention. Central Indiana Red Cross workers made preliminary arrangements for the national convention next month at a meeting of 100 workers Tuesday at Indianapolis Athletic Club. Members in Indiana comprises only 2.7 per cent of the total population compared with 8.4 per cent in Ohio, Miss Adelaide Barker, northern Indiana field representative stated. Speakers , urged increased membership and greater participation in the peace time program. Life saving demonstration ended the conference. SERVED FOR 45 YEARS Veteran Employe of Tipton County Succumbs. j By United Press TIPTON, Ind., Sept. 15.—Fortyfive years of service in the Tipton County courthouse were ended today by the death of J. O. Bunch, '67, from cancer of the stomach. He was deputy county clerk at the time of his death and had been almost constantly employed in the various offices of the courthouse for forty-five years.

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“The VANITY CASE” A Tale of Mystery and Love By CAROLYN WELLS

BEGIN HERE TODAY Mysterious lignin flash one night from the ilrath household and the next da.y Harbor Gardens. Long Island, is afb? O'er the murder of MYRA heath and the disappearance of her husband. PERRY. ■ . .'.'.’.’i!'l'.'..hiI'’Blß 1 '’ 818 the Heaths are LAWRENCE INMAN. heir to Myra s fortune, ami beautiful BUNNY MOORE, to whom suspicion points because ol her queer actions. Myra Heath never used cosmetics, yet when her body was found she was heavily rouged. A rare old bottle from her collection of glass had been used to kilt her. Candles were burning at her head and feet. * At the Country Club the murder is discussed by BAM ANDERSON. Heath's rival for the club presidency: AL CUNNINGHAM. who is trying to solve the crime, and others. Buntyr is amazed to get a phone call from Heath, saying Inman is the murderer. Inman confides to TODHUNTER BUCK, who Is in love with Bunny, that he saw her ascending the stairs after the murd“r. One of the Heath servants says the same thing. Cunningham goes to Anderson’s house and there, while waiting for his hoet. is suddenly confronted by Perry Heath, who then vanishes in the darkness. Anderson arrives soon after and upbraids Cunningham for letting Heath get away. Todhunter Buck, puzzling as to the best way to clear Bunny, is satting in the dark when Bunny Blips out of the house of his aunt, where she is now a guest, and joins a man at the edge of a wood. Buck doesn’t recognize him, but wnen Bunny leaves. Buck follows the man and recognizes Perry Heath. Heath, however, gets away and Buck returns home. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXXIX Todhunter Buck came down to breakfast next morning with what is popularly called a long face. It didn't set well on him, his face being usually rounded out with smiles, and Mrs. Prentiss looked at him with an air of solicitude. "Whattamatter Toddy?" she said, reverting to a childhood phrase. But the young man looked at her with unseeing eyes. “Where’s Bunny?" he said abruptly. "Not up yet. She sent word she wasn’t ffeeling well and would like breakfast 1 in her room. I shan’t ask her to get up until she chooses.” "She’s got to get up—l’ve got to see her." Toddy frowned and shook his tawny forelock like irate terrier. “You can wait," returned his aunt, placidly. “I won t have the little girl disturbed. She needs rest." "Yes. she would—after skylarking about all night!” “Todhunter Buck! What do you mean?"

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“What I say! Bunny went out last night, very late, and came in very much later.” "I don't believe it!" and Mrs. j Prentiss stared in astonishment. | "Well, you’ll have to,” and think* ing frankness the wisest course, Tod told his aunt all the strango happenings of the night before. Mrs. Prentiss listened in silence until he had finished the tale and then said: "I don’t care, Tod, I believe in that girl. If she went to meet Perry Heath—if that man was Perry Heath, then there's some right and proper explanation. Perhaps he has some hold on the poor child—” "Well, she wasn’t afraid of him, at any rate,” and Buck scowled at the recollection of the meeting of the pair. “You go up and see her, Aunt Em," he said. "Don’t tell her I told you about it, but ask her please to see me. She can put on a dressing gown or something, but I must see her—l must." "You’re not to bother her, Tod—" "Os course not. But, auntie, you don’t seem to see how serious it all is. The funeral of Mrs. Heath will be held this afternoon, and I happen to know that after that Mott means to get busy. H e has a hunch that Heath will turn up for his wife’s funeral. I am sure he won't, and that; when the services are over, Mott will make a dash after Bunny.’’ „ "Does Mott think Bunny killed Mrs. Heath?” The fire in Mrs. Prentiss’ eyes would have daunted even the intrepid Mott could he have seen It. "Oh, I don’t know what he thinks! He doesn’t know himself. But I do know that a lot of people over in the park suspectllunny, because they think she was Is in love with Heath. On the other hand, the Gardens people rather seem to suspect Inman, because of his well-known affair with Mrs. Heath." "But, Tod, a man isn’t going to kill the woman he loves.” "Oh, yes, he is—if she angers him sufficiently. Larry’s a queer Dick, he’s so quiet andj taciturn, you can’t tell what he’s doie or will do. Why, ho put up a mrfit plausible yarn to

| me. to make me believe Bunny did i kill the lady!” "Do you believe him?" "That’s the devil of it. I don’t know whether I do or not. But I must see Bunny. A few moments’ straight talk with that girl will tell mo a lot. Do get her to let me see her. Aunt Em.” “All right. Tod, I will If I can. But no bullyragging, mind—” "Lordj, Aunt Em. I love her! Get that? And whatever I do or say will be only and solely for her Interests and hers alone. I’ll eliminate myself and my affection for her until I can dig up the truth and set her free from all taint of suspicion. And, to do that, auntie, I'm going to send for old Steve. He'll come if I yell for him and I’m about ready to yell.” At Mrs. Prentiss’ Insistence, Bunny consented to see Tod, and he entered her pretty boudoir to, find a lovely little figure in a blue chiffon negligee, seated in the depths of a huge armchair. "Hello,” she said, putting out a little and rather limp hand. “Glad to see you.” "You don’t look it," Toddy growled, sitting down beside her. “Now see here, Bunny—l’m not going to ballyrag you, because I promised Aunt Em I wouldn’t. But, in a few well chosen words, what were you doing chasing out in the woods last night?” Bunny’s face went dead white. She sat upright on the edge of the big chair and clasped her hands tightly on her knees. “What do you mean?" she breathed, "how do you know?” "Os course I know. I know where you went, whom you met and when you returned. Now explain." But to his surprise thc> little figure took on an air of dignity and even resentment. "Mr. Todhunter Buck,” she said, "I have no reason that I know of, and certainly no Intention of explaining to you why I do anything.” "There’s a reason, all right," he returned, grimly, “and it’s just this. If you don't let me help you you’ll very shortly find yourself in need of legal help, and that, even at its best, may not be of as much assistance as I can give you. Because, Bunny dear—dearest—l love you so, and I believe in you so, that I can work for your interests far better than a stranger and a suspicious lawyer." “Why should a lawyer be suspicious?” "Because Mott and his crowd would make him so before he came to talk with you. He would be biased, prejudiced, by ther opinions and insinuations, and more than

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that, ho would scare you Into fits—” “He would not!” and the scarlet lips closed in a mutinous line. “Yes, he would. You don’t know what Inquisitors they are. If you are suspected, Bunny—there's no use mincing words—you will be heckled and tormented until you can’t say your soul’s your own! You’ll be tricked into admissions that you don’t mean, and that may not even be true. You’ll be forced to confess and declare and agree, until you won't even know what you’re saying. Now, this fairy tales, it’s true talk! and I beg of you, dear, to be advised by me. I’ve nothing in my mind but your interests, nothing in my heart but love for you. Please, Bunny, see reason—or, if you can’t do that, then see and realize my devotion, and give yourself up to my advice.” She looked him straight in the eyes for a moment. Then she said: “Toddy, if you had to keep silent or else incriminate a friend—which would you do?” (To Be Continued) HIS LIFE IS CHARMED Bil United Press FT. WAYNE. Ind., Sept. 15. Companions of Wesley Lucas, telephone lineman, believe he has a charmed life. lie came in contact with a wire carrying 4,400 volts of electricity, fell forty feet to a pavement and escaped practically unhurt, although he struck head first.

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