Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 158, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 October 1926 — Page 24

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A Story of Dangerous Love I .... By VIDA HURST———

At a farewell party given by aristocratic SIDNEY MAINE lo the senior class of Stockton Hierli School, SONIA MARSH, 17 and pretty, is discovered kissing JOE CARTER in a dark bedroom. Sonia, whose partnts are poor, is considered wild because she smokes. A visit to her sister VERAS home disgusts Sonia with married life, and she decides not to consider TOM UNDERWOOD'S proposal that she wait ior him until ho is out of college. Although Sonia realizes he is not in position to give Sonia the place in the world to which she aspires, he pleads with her to marry him because of mutual affection, but Sonia decides to flee from the scandal in Stock,on. DR. DON STILLWATER, through ' whom Sonia obtains a position in the San Francisco real estate office of JED THOMAS, his uncle, gives her some advice. and she resolves to live up in Ins good expectations ot her. but while out for a ride with Sonia. Don loses his composure and kisses her fervently. When at last Sonia sails, ail those left behind seem suddenly more dear than ever. CHAPTER VI r The boat from Stockton to San Francisco carried one passenger who did not close her eyes. Wrapped in waking dreams, excited by visions of a hazy but glorious future, Sonia passed the night. Yet when she rose to dress the next morning the eyes that met hers in (he mirror were ciear and unwearied. Miss the sensations of her -first night on a boat? Her first night away from home? Her first taste of freedom? Not Sonia, who gloated on each new experience life had to offer. "I'm 17," she whispered. "All my life’s ahead of me." She was first on the deck to watch for the gallant skyline loom from the fog. Graceful, mysterious, like fairy castles, distant outlines were traced above the mist. At sight of the tower of the Ferry building, brooding, welcoming, the girl’s eyes filled with tears. She was alone, approaching a strange city. Yet, unconscious of loneliness it was the beauty of the tower which had brought tears. As she was carried along with the crowd out into the street, impressions ceased to register. She became an automaton, a puppet pulled by strings. Her instructions to go to the Y. W. were not to be ignored. But she took the room they gave her with mental reservations. She had no intention of remaining here for long. "Until you get your bearings,” Don had said. Just now she was grateful for the immediate shelter. At precisely 11 o'clock she was entering the offices of the Thomas Real Estate Cos., asking in rather a subdued voice * for “Mr. Thomas, please!” She was directed to an inner office. After waiting almost an hour she was received. * *,• Jed Thomas was not unkind, hut the interview left Sonia chilled. An atmosphere of dignified frigidity was preserved throughout. Thomas asked a question or two about her mother and father, admitted decorously, the replay he had made his nephew’s request for h position for her; believed there Was indeed, an opening in the bookkeeping department. If Miss Marsh wished to ask any questions, Miss Laßue, who was head of that department would be glad' to answer them. He pressed a button. “Miss Laßue, this is Miss Sonia Marsh*. You take care of her, will you?”' A forced smile and the interview was at an end. Sonia, walking in panic behind her conductor, was conscious of cold

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scrutiny, from various eyes, eyes which stared impersonally from desks and typewriters. The atmosphere seemed weighted with ominous forebodings. She would have liked to scream. Instead she followed, stiffly, in Miss Laßue’s high heeled footsteps, behind the typewriters up the stairs and into a balcony filled, it seemed to Sonia, with girls. Maxine Laßue was 10 years-older than Sonia, hut she was for from showing it. Sonia was tremendously impressed that first day by her authority, which won't so strangely with the knot of blond hair and soft blue eyes. She was kind, too. Her instructions were firm, but she good naturedly explained anything the girls did not understand. Sonia found, in spite of her boasted skill, that there was a vast difference between training and practical application. She was annoyed by the curious stares the other girls gave her. But she held her head high and made no bids for anyone’s favor. At 1 o'clock, disdaining to ask for information, she wandered up Sutter St. until she found a restaurant. But her hands trembled as she lifted her glass of milk. "So this was San Francisco . . .” A hard stool in a corner of a crowded balcony with strange girls whose eyes were unkind. Sonia closed her mouth grimly. “You wanted to come. This is only the first day. What did you expect? A band at tHe boat to welcome you?" Leaving her sandwich untasted, she paid her check and strolled, aloof to the point of insolence, down Sutter St. Into the office and back to her place. By 4 o’clock Jier head was throbbing. Figures tumbled like clowns in a circus through h°r* bewildered brain. Maxine I>aßue, seeing her white face, suggested that she run to the dressing room and lie down for a few minutes. “It’s awfully confus'ng at first. But you'll bf surprised how quickly it all straightens out,” she added. Sonia smiled her gratitude* and took the suggestion. Only she did not lie down. To have done that would have been like flying the white flag. She powdered her nose, rogued her lips and lighted a clgarete. Standing before the fly-specked mirror, she smoked, without touching the clgarete with her fingers, letting it dangle loosely from her lips. Ten minutes later she was back on the balcony.

At 5 o’clock, when she put on her hat to fly to the protection of her four walls, she had not been addressed by one person except Maxine I Laßuak In bed, without food, an atom in a sea of humanity, traffic roaring outside her window, Sonia closed her eyes. Pictures came to her, events of the two weeks since her graduation. Joe's kiss in the dark at Sidney’s party. Tom Underwood's proposal, which he had retracted the day she carne away. The delicate flavor of her conversation with Don Stillwater in his mother’s shaded library. Then the day she had spent working for her sister. Poor Vera, who had in sisted that Sonia could not understand marriage. “And may the day lV>ver come,” prayed Sonia, “when * can understand one like hers.” She had met /Don Stillwater that same day With news of the letter from his uncle. Lying in the noisy darkness, Sonia Imagined she could smell again the fragrance of the roses she had gathered for the dining table, could hear her father's j "This will kill me, Sonia”; her mother, crying in the night. | They had labored, sacrificed, suffered all the Mgony x>f separation that she night come to San Francisco, to this bare little room, that she might lie here longing for the sound of a familiar voice. Suppose she returned to Stockton? She could limagine the light brimming up to her father's faded eyes, her mother’s question, and those other critical, amused glances that would accompany her return. “No!” said Sonia aloud, swallowing the lump that had risen In her throat. “I wanted to come. Here I am and here I stay!" Dry eyed she turned to the wail and fell asleep. * * * The next day it became easier. After that first day at the office she was never again quite the same atom of unimportance. The girls began to recognize her. “HellOj Sonia!” fell like manna on her homesick ears. She found that her trick of smoking cigarettes without holding them was appreciated fully as much in the San Francisco dressing room as it had been in the high school at home. Her air of independence and self-sufficiency won its own reward. Here was no clinging vine, longing for companionship, but a “regular fellow.” Thus were the intangible barriers between them broken down. Sonia spent her evenings alone, but she found many things to do those first weeks. She started swimming. she spent long hours on Sunday lying In the sand at the beach. She went to Golden Gate Park for Sunday afternoon concerts. She attended moving picture * theaters, gloating over the gorgeous costumes on the screen. At the end of the first month she had acquired enough skill at her "bookkeeping to let her mind wander to other things; she was sorting the people at the office, arranging girls, salesmen, managers; she Ijnew the names of the principal streets and street cars; had located most of the theaters and many of the shops. . . But In those four weeks no man had spoken to her on any topic but business. no masculine eye had lighted with appreciation at her insolence: no husky \\>iee had pled with her ; for a kiss. The dangers of a big city? "There aren’t any,” quoth the disillusioned Sonia. "No old maid In a walled garden could be any safer from adventure than I am.” The next dhy Maxine esked her to a party at her apartment.

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quizzed Walter Henderson. She lifted her head to meet his Interested eyes. “Yes; why?” I wondered. Maxine tells me you’re Just up from Stockton. Rather lonely for you here, I Imagine.” “I am never lonely," flashed Sonia. “No? What do you do all by yourself?” “Different things. Everything Is new to me. I enjoy the freedom I am never bored.” She realized that most girls would have taken his question as a lead for the “friendliness In a big city” line. But not Sonia! And her ruse worked. Before their danqe was ( over he had whispered, “Lonely or not, I’m coming to carry you off some night.” • • • It was almost midnight when Maxine’s bell rang and she admitted a large, hnndsome man. Sonia had never seen him before, but he seemed to be well known to the rest of the party. He was - older than most of them, with a distinguished manner, as If he were accustomed to attention. Maxine introduced him to Sonia as her “Daddy," Mac MacGregor. For a moment Sonia thought he really was her father, then seeing them drink from the same glass and kiss each other, she decided Maxine had meant quite otherwise. When the party broke up, it was Bertie who insisted on seeing Sonia home; Bertie, who, In the shadow of her respectable home, squeezed her hand and whispered, “I you. Wo’re going to see lots of each other.” “Not If I can help It,” thought Sonia, evading his icy fingers. "I know class when I see it,” continued the fatuous Bertie, warmed by her smile and too much of the red wine. “And when I see it, believe me I go after it.” “That for you, Bertie, Sonia, safe in her room, snapped her fingers, impatiently. Her first party was over. And as a result she fgufid herself wishing for the/ clean w masculinity of Joe Carter. Strangely disappointed, she stepped out of the green chiffon and yawning, sought her bed. (To Be Continued) WOMEN RUSH GYM CHICAGO, Oct. 6.—Hundreds of women have registered for gymnasium work in the new $3,000,000 clubhouse of the Illinois Woman’s Athletic Club. Ninety-five per cent of them wanted just one kind of exercise—that which reduces.

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