Indianapolis Times, Volume 38, Number 317, Indianapolis, Marion County, 13 April 1927 — Page 8

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SYNOPSIS Joyce Daring Is left homeless by the separation of lier parents. She works as n telephone operator at a hotel. Her mother disappears, and her father, peni : tent, goes in searcli of her. Through Carter lteland, Joyce Is introduced to society and mnkes a friend In Cranky Starrett. and an enemy in Catherine Sherwln, who is jealous of Deland's Interest. Deland tries to take Joyce on a luxuriant tour of the world and she refuses angrily. Henry ltearon, who is in love with Joyce, lias to dig in to his father’s business and lias I.ttle time to give her. She is befriended by Mrs. Evangeline Malthy, a wealthy widow for whom she does a great service, and their relations become those of mother and child. Joyce is called to the Malthy home when Mrs. Malthy becomes suddenly ill. | CHAPTER XXXVIII A Dying Wish A heavy, dreary March rain fell on Joyce and Judge Perkins as they went up the long flight of stone steps to the Maltby residence. A sad faced butler let them in and Joyce could see that the parlor maid iiad been crying. Upstairs there was the sound of hushed feet. Joyce saw two white garbed nurses standing at the entrance to one of the bath rooms.# They were watching a closed door, behind which Mrs. Malt* by lay suffering. Judge Perkins went up to ,them and spoke a few words, then he returned to Joyce. “They have called Dr. Albert, a famous specialist in pneumonia eases. He is holding a consultation now with two of our Cleveland doctors.” “Will they know soon how she is going to get along?” Joyce asked. “I think so,” the judge answered. “Will you be able to stay hare all night?” “I would like very much to,” Joyce answered, quietly. “Mrs. Maltby has been wonderfully good to me and I am very, very fond of her.” t “I think she really loves you,” .1 udge Perkins responded. “Will you want anything for your puersonal use from your own home? I can send for it if you do.” “Let’s wait unjil we see how she is; then I’ll know whqt to send for,” said Joyce, resolving to remain here even at the cost of her job until Mrs. Maltby no longer wanted her. Presently a little procession of three doctors came out of the closed door. Their faces were grave and they passed immediately over to where Judge Perkins was standing. "We feel that there is little hope of her living through the night, ’ said one of them. Joyce made a motion of protest. The doctor looked at her keenly. “Is this the young lady she is asking for?” he said, smiling at her youth, which gleamed in that dark hallway. “This is Miss Joyce Daring. Dr. Raymond, Dr. Albert, Dr. Johnson. She is a very dear friend of Mrs. Maltby’s, almost the only personal friend Mrs. Maltby has seen this last year, since the death of her son.” Judge Perkins answered. The three nten bowed and Joyce ducked her head at them, wondering a little impatiently that they did not let her go in at once to Mrs. Maltby. “I think she may go in now,” said Dr. Raymond. “You will of course obey the orders of the nurse in charge implicitly. I wish the patient disturbed as little as possible. “Oh, I’ll be very quiet and do just what you say,” Joyce promised in a husYied tone. She went softly to the door of the sick room and rapped. She heard a querulous voice say, as the door was opened by the nurse, “Who is there? Why don’t you come in? Nurse, open that door at once.” The nurse stood back to let Joyce in. Joyce went quickly to the side of the high old-fashioned bed and took Mrs. Maltby’s hand. “I am so sorry you are sick,” she said. “Who are you?” came the querulous voice. “Joyce Daring. They told me you had been asking for me.” The wasted figure on the bed, three great pillows supporting it in a half sitting position, was silent

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for a little. Then she spoke again. “Have you seen Forrester today?” she asked. “No, I haven’t,” said Joyce gently. “I don’t know why he doesn’t come,” went on the shaking voice. “I told him to be here for lunch. I think he would like you.” “I’ll stay as long as you want me to,” Joyce answered, moved to pity at the wandering of this unusually clear and -decisive mind. Presently, after some half distinct mutterings about Forrester, Mrs. Maltby fell into a light sleep. “Can I go out and telephone a minute?” Joyce asked the nurse in a whisper. “Yes. She will probably sleep for an hour or so. I’ll call you when she wakes. You seem to have a quieting effect on her.” Joyce unclasped the hand that held hers lightly and tip-toed out into the hall. Judge Perkins was established in a deep chair in the sec*ond floor sitting room. “How do you think she is?” he asked eagerly, trusting Joy’s word more than that of the doctors. “I don’t know,” said Joyce slowly. "It is very sad. She doesn’t know me, but the nurse said she was quieter when I was in there. She is asleep now and the nurse said she would call me when Mrs. Maltby wakes. I’m going to telephone a friend of mine. He usually' calls me up late at night from his office and he might get worried if he couldn’t get an answer at my apartment.” Judge Perkins thought her blush at these last words very becoming and he watched her with indulgent eyes as she called the night number of the Deacon Chemical Plant. “Deke?” she asked presently. “Joy! How sweet of you to call me. I’ve been watching the clock. It moves so slowly and eleven o’clock when I can usually reach you seems miles away.” “I’m not at the apartment,” Joyce told him. “Where are you? Are you all right?” came the quick responce. “Yes, I’m all right, but, oh, Deke, poor Mrs. Maltby has a very bad case of pneumonia. They don’t think she will live, and Judge Perkins asked me to come out here for the night because she has been asking for me. She looks so sick and, oh, Deke, it makes me want to cry.” “Are you going to stay out there all night without any sleep?” Deke inquired. “I suppose so. Judge Perkins is here and he is going to stay up too.” “Can I drive out and see you for a few minutes pretty soon?” “Oh, Deke, I wish you would.” Deke promised to start as soon as he had finished the comparison of some reports he was working on and Joyce turned to talk to Judge Perkins while she waited for a summons to the sick room. “Doesn’t Mrs. Maltby nave anyone, any relatives, that is?” she asked. Judge Perkins shook his head. “No,” he answered. “Mrs. Maltby, who was Evangeline Moore before her marriage, was an only child. Her parents were well along in life when she married John Maltby. It was a very unfortunate marriage. John Maltby was an only child too. His father had died of acute alcoholism, though we didn’t call it that in those days. But there seemed to be a taint in the family. Evangeline probably married him in the hope of reforming him, for she was that serious type of girl, who, if she had been born with less money

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would have been a missionary worker or some similar thing. ,f For a short time after they were married John Maltby seemed to improve. Then he slipped back into his old ways. Evengeline was queer in some ways. You would have thought that she would never permit any intoxicating drinks in her house. But she had been reared in the liberal school of hospitality and she believed, too. that resisting temptation was more worth while than running from it. “So while Forrester was growing up, he was accustomed to seeing wines arid liquors about the house and thought nothing of them as a temptation. lam sure that Evangeline’s plan would have worked and he would never have become a drunkard if the family taint had not cursed him. She guarded him very carefully during his childhood. When Forrester was eleven, John Maltby died of delirium tremens. “His sufferings at the last were terrific. Evangeline watched him and nursed him to his last moment, and I think she never got over some of the things he said in his final frenzies. He cursed and blasphemed to his last hour and died raving. It left its mark on his wife. Evangeline has been a sadder woman since then. * “It seemed to make her harder with Forrester, too, and instead of overlooking his college pranks, she nagged him, and then when he was expelled for drunkenness, she seemed to freeze inside. She gave Him an allowance and told him not to come home until he was ready to hebave himself. “I’m afraid he felt that he never wanted to come home, for he was always exceeding his allowance and writing me for money. I was the trustee of the money his father had left to him on his thirtieth birthday and Forrester often tried to get advances on this sum. “You know the story of his hasty marriage, and his death later in the sanitarium. He was not a bad boy, he was weak, and I have often felt that if Evangeline had been a little less strict with him, had showed more sympathy to him, he might have lived a happier, if not a longer life.” The judge had been speaking half to himself, and now sat, his head sunk on his breast, thinking deeply. The sound of footsteps roused him.

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The butler had come in to announce Deke’s arrival. Joyce ran down the stairs to find Deke, lines of weariness in his face, lening against the marble mantle of the drawing room. He turned and smiled at the sight of her. “You’re a treat for tired eyes,” he said. “Oh, Deke, how tired you look!” "I am,” he said, wearily. “I’m in a hell of a mess at the plant, can't see any light on things there at all. I’m trying to get things in order so I can go to New York to iron out the matter of obtaining raw materials, and from there to Chicago to look after the western end of the sales force.” “Will you go soon?” asked Joyce. “In about a we,ek, I think. I’ll be gone a month or so.” “What do you hear from your mother and fother?” Joyce asked “Mother writes that father is Improving. They are going to stay in Florida until the first of May, then move up to Pinehurst for June. What do you hear from your father?” "He’s still searching for mother,” Joyce said sadly. "And I have heard nothing more from mother since that note I found Christmas night.” "Everything looks gloomy, eh Joyce?” She nodded. A terrible feeling of

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depression took possession of her. She looked up at the sound of quick footsteps on the stair. “Mrs. Maltby is probably awake and asking for me,” she said, giving Deke her hand, hurriedly. “Good night, Joy, girl,” he said, “don’t stay up too long. You need sleep, you know.” She disappeared up the stair in answer to the summons of one of the nurses. “Mrs. Maltby is sinking rapidly,” the nurse said. “I’ve telephoned for the doctor. Judge Perkins wants you to go right in.” Her first glance at the sick woman told her two things, first, that Mrs. Maltby was worse, second, that she was fully conscious and in !,er right

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piness to those I loved. Now I want to ask a promise of you, Joyce; a promise that will give us both happiness, I believe. Judge Perkins knows what it is and approves of it, do you not, Robert?” Judge Perkins inclined his head.

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“Indeed 1 do, Evangeline,' he said. Tomorrow—Since lier strange friendship iv.til Mrs. Malthy, Joyce Daring lias come to hold the place of a child to that lonely old woman, mid now on her deathbed, she asks Joyee to make lier a promise. Wlrnt does Mrs. Maltby ask of the girl she loved like her ehild : Vk Head tomorrow’s fhrilli.tg chapter of “Joy,” the love story of an American girl.

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