Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 90, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 September 1928 — Page 9

SEP*T. 4, 1928.

THIS HAS HAPPENED SYBIL THORNE, recuperating from her father’s death and various affairs of the heart, sails for Cuba with MABEL BLAKE, a social worker, admittedly on a man hunt. Mabel longs for marriage. But Sybil, though she is more or less engaged to CRAIG NEWHALL, the wealthiest young bachelor in Boston, is filled with misgivings. When she was very young Sybil fell desperately in love with JOHN LAWRENCE, who went to France with the A. E. F. and never returned. After his death she sought forgotfulness in such reckless fashion that society gasped at-' her indiscretions. When Craig begs her to marry him she implores time to think things over; and leaves Boston, thoroughly distracted, about the time her brother Tad returns with his frivolous little bride from their wedding trip. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER XI IT was the evening of the second day, and Mab began to feel ill. “I’m going in to lie down,” she told Sybil. "It would be so ghastly to die on deck.*' The Joneses—mother and daugh-ter-had already retired. Miss Wiggins, a trifle green, took deep breaths of ocean a’.r and -made desperate conversation with Mr. Winsor. Father Finn was reading his office as though nothing troubled him. “It’s blowing up,” announced Mabel nervously, “and I’ll bet it is going to storm. If I get any sicker I’m going to jump overboard.” Mrs. Parkins sat up straighter, put her hand resolutely to her mouth, folded her baby dresses deliberately. And, suddenly appreciating the advantages of haste, dropped her work basket and lumbered frantically within. The pretty Corrales giggled. “Me and grandma,” muttered Mab, and sought her feet unsteadily. “Tell the Senoritas, Sib, I’ll kill ’em when able.” They laughed heartlessly as she stumbled past. Beyond words, Mab shook her fist at them and made hurried flight. “If you would lie down,” suggested Sybil, “you’d feel better.” “If I could die I’d feel better.” Mabel turned her face to the wall. ‘Go away,” she implored. “Go away and let me die." THERE was a knock at the door. “Kill him,” ordered Mabel weakly. "Whoever it is, kill him.” “Mr. Arnold and Mr. Eustis send their compliments ” the steward said, “and would Miss Blake and Miss Thorne join them this evening in the captain’s cabin for a game of bridge?” “Tell them we’re awfully sorry,” began Sybil, “but Miss Blake doesn’t feel very well—” “Tell them nothing of the kind!” contradicted Mab. “We’ll be delighted.” The little steward srr wd. “Very yell, Miss.” “But, Mab,” protested Sybil, “you iwere dying a minute ago.” “I know it. Where’s that paste rouge of yours? Do you use the same stuff on your lips? Thank your gods for a permanent, Sybil. Where in the devil is my curling iron? You’ll have to let me wear a pair of your light stockings. “I bought a whole dozen, and forgot to put them in my bag. Let's dress this evening. My neck and shoulders are the only good looking things I have.” Mabel was excitedly voluble. “Wait till you see Mr. Eustis!” she commanded shrilly. “Last night, after you were asleep, I weiit out on deck. And there he was in my deck chair. We got to talking and then he said he’d like to walk. We did a marathon around those decks and, my dear, I bet I lest 10 pounds. Then—the moon was perfectly wonderful—and he’s the best looking thing, Sib!” “Mabel Blake! How did you know he was out there?” Sybil dodged the pillow Mab threw and produced a pair of stockings. “They’re beautifully sheer,” she pronounced, running her hand through them expertly. “But you’ll have to depilitate your legs. Tell me, Mab, how did you work it?” “Oh, I pumped the steward, if you must know,” confessed Mabel. “He said that Mr. Eustis spent the night before on deck, and slept most all day. The steward thought he was kind of queer, I guess. But the poor man’s got insomnia. And, besides, he’s writing a book.” Sybil, chuckled. “I’ll hand it to you, Mab. You’re a great little fixer. I suppose the lamb never suspected you were stalking him all through the stilly night? Did he tell you the story of his life?” “Well, I know he’s a Harvard man, and his people had barrels of money, but they lost it during the .war,”

“That’s what they all say. Was he In service?’’ “No, he’s got a bum lung. He handled a lot of Liberty Loan publicity, though.” “Three cheers for our hero!” “Don’t be mean.” “My dear, I've the greatest respect for all the smart boys who kept out of war. But I’d like to hear a few of them tell the truth about it. They all had bum lungs, or bad hearts, or poor eyesight. “That’s nothing but bunk. It was influence they had. Not that I’m calling your precious friend a liar. He may have two bum lungs for all I know. I’m only theorizing.” “Well, stop your theorizing and get dressed.” “Must I go?” “Well, I could hardly trot up there alone, could I? Wouldn’t I look cute? Hello, boys. Miss Thorne has a few sweethearts of her own, so she’s given me a clear field. I’m only a cranky old maid—but how I’d like a little spooning!” "You’re crazy, Mab.” “No, darling. Only desperate. Crawl in the berth there, will you, till I get this trunk open?” a u a MABEL took a black chiffon from its hanger. “Kind of wrinkled, but you’ll have to do.” “I guess I’ll put on that gray georgette of mine, Mab.” “I guess you won’t! Want to make me look like a poor relation? Wear that black crepe de chine, like a good kid. And let me wear your crystal beads. I need something to brighten this old rag of mine and -iy pearls wouldn’t fool a blind man.

Lord, Sib, I wish I had your nice things.” “I’ll bet you spend more money on clothes than I do.” “Probably I do. But you’re a perfect genius at choosing things, and I’m an awful dub. I take anything the saleswomen want to unload. Every time I go shopping I get an inferiority complex. Honestly, Sib, they simply bully me into buying the most atrocious things. “You know that big pink hat of mine? They very thing for a pretty little flapper with cheeks like apple blossoms. Well, the girl got it on my head and I took one look in the mirror. ‘Take it away,’ I said. ‘That wasn’t ever meant for me.’ ‘Why, the idea!’ she says. ‘lt suits you perfectly.’ That pink tulle against my red head!’ I said. ‘lt’s precious!’ she murmured. “That darn hat cost $25 and I haven’t worn it five times. Remember the funny bonnets horses used to wear? “Well, that’s what I feel like—an old dray horse tricked out in a fancy bonnet. “Where’s that perfume you were talking about? You know, dear, I do believe these pointed heels make our ankles look slimmer. How much do you pay for stockings like this? ... Well, you look charming, Sib. Is it too early to go up now?” “No, I don’t think so. I’m a pretty

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The Russian Inn mellow, golden and brown. It was really another of those old barns appropriated by an “arty” soul and made into something “different.” Tony and Crystal followed the head waitress to a little table agleam with copper and brass. “I love this corner,” said Tony. “If you’re hungry, take a tip from me and have one of the American lunches. Their lamb chops are superb, and the fresh shrimp salad is not to be sneezed at. All these Russian dishes are just pancakes and sour milk and lentils and dried her-ring-atmospheric but not filling.” , “You order,” said Crystal shyly as she always was with Tony, who’d been everywhere and seen everything. So Tony ordered fruit cup, shrimf) salad with toasted cheese wafers, chocolate “and those adorable little cakes—Marianna knows the ones I mean.” Then Tony changed. She slid into the shadows of the brown board walls and Crystal saw that her blueblack eyes were tired. “I’m in a jam, Crystal,” she said, her hands toying with the lapis choker that brought out the blue light? in her hair. “I want to talk to you because you listen. “Crystal,” and she leaned Impulsively over, the table, “I really want you for. my friend. Maybe it’s because we were together so much when we were really young and before things—” she broke off, her white teeth nipping her red lips. Then went on, “Oh, it’s because you like me for myself so much. You’re not like other girls who envy me and are a little jealous and want to see me have trouble because they’ve always thought ‘Tony Tarver sails too high.’” Something thawed in Crystal. All the hurt that had lain in her heart since she surmised that perhaps she was unwelcome in Bobte and Faith’s home, that George Pruitt would never love any one but Faith, and that life was over before beginning, when she was only 22, seemed to lose its power to wound as she realized that Tony, beautiful, beloved Tony, was turning to her with confidences and an appeal for help. “Tell me, Tony,” she said simply, self forgotten, which in itself made a rare moment for Crystal.. “I guess I fibbed to you a little, Crystal, about Dick Talbot. I told you he meant nothing in my young life. But that very night at the club dinner dance I—oh, I don’t know quite how to explain it—but I let myself go a little and he took it was granted we were engaged. ' “Crystal, can you understand? You know how we were taught at boarding school—all that stuff about ‘saving our lips for the right man’ and never permitting a man to kiss us unless we were engaged to him, and not losing the ‘dust from the butterfly’s wings’ and ‘not becoming shop worn’ and all that. “But things are so different outside school, Crystal. You find yourself in a world where kisses are as taken for granted as lipsticks. Everybody kisses; it’s part of the game.” Crystal looked up then, for Tony’s voice had trailed away into a little gasp. Crystal followed Tony’s eyes to a table in the corner opposite

East Is West; Women of Turkey Modernized

Dress Like Europeans and Enter Business Life, Professions. Bl) United Press CONSTANTINOPLE, Sept. 4. The last mark by which Turkish women may be distinguished from European women has disappeared this summer. A year ago only a small minority had abandoned the distinctive national headdress, but today the women who cling to the old-style fast are finding themselves conspicuous. A strictly western felt or straw cloche hat is now the order of the day on the street of Constaninople The head scarf which wound round the hair and sometimes carried a light veil down to the tip of the nose, was the last stronghold of Orientalism o disappear. Considerable admiration is felt

punk bridge player, you know, Mab.” “That’s all right by me, darl. The punker you are the better little Mab you will look. Now, be a good girl, Sib, and don’t pull any Lorelei stuff on Mr. Eustis. Remember I saw him first!” ( i "Heavens, anybody’d think I was a regular home wrecker!” “My dear, if I lived to be a hundred I’d never learn the half of what you know. You were smarter in the ways of men when you were 15 than I’ll be to the longest day I live. “Some kids are like that—wiser than the oldest women. And when you youngsters grab all the goodlooking men in sight there’s nothing for us old-timers to do but sit on the sidelines and grit our teeth. We haven’t a trick that will compare with yours.” “Idiot, you flatter me. Asa heart breaker I’m nothing but a bust. But if it will make you happy, I’ll trump their old aces and be dumb enough to make you glad. . . . Haven’t you got your mouth on yet Here, don’t spread it all over your face! There—that’s better. Come on. (To Be Continued.) Richard Eustlc was tall and thin, and utterly fascinating. Right away he makes love to Sybil. The next installment will amaze you.

them, a table shielded by the sloping roof that arched over it. There sat Pat Tarver, Tony Tarver’s father, and the woman who was putting a match to his cigaret was not Tony’s mother. She was a thing of loveliness, so lovely that Crystal saw with Tony the contrasting figure of puffv, placid, querulous Peg Tarver, her mother. To Be Continued PAPERS AID SCIENCE GATHER STUDY DATA Many Quadruped Baby Cases Reported After Publicity. Bu Science Service WASHINGTON, Sept. 4. —The American press has been functioning as an effective means for gathering scientific data recently, according to Dr. Ales Hrdlicka, anthropoligst of the United States National Museum Due to a single news feature article, he has had his array of records in one phase of human development increased 500 per cent. A few weeks ago, a Science Service writer prepared an illustrated article telling of forty cases of ’’quadruped babies” which he had discovered. Dr. Hrdlicka says that the habit of going on hands and feet instead of creeping on hands and ’ knees as most babies do, is an interesting hint at a physical atavism, or survival of primitive traits. It is only a physical survival, he emphasizes, for such babies are usually brighter than average mentally. The article was distributed to Sunday newspapers by the NEA Service, and later picked up and quoted at length by the Literary Digest. After the story had had time to get thoroughly broadcast, Dr. Hrdlicka began to get a steady stream of letters from readers with children / showing this interesting work. At the present time the list of such records has risen from the original forty to about 200, and new cases are being reported at the rate of about one a day. PROTESTS TRAIN TOOTS “43 Varieties in all Keys” 100 Much for Sleep Lover. Bu United Press OAKLAND, Cal., Sept. 4.—Railroad engines in a railroad yard here are capable of sounding “43 separate and distinct toots in various keys,” according to J. E. Kennedy, whose slumbers are often disturbed. Kennedy addressed a letter to the Oakland City council asking relief from the noise in the yards. EIGHT NIIL& IN 23 DAYS Letter Makes Slow Progress Between Pennsylvania Towns. By United Press GETTYSBURG, Pa., Sept. 4. Theodore Low, a justice of the peace living in Fairfield, near here, mailed a letter to a friend in Gettysburg recently. Fairfield is eight miles from Gettysburg. The friend received the letter just twenty-three days after it was mailed.

among observers for the tactful and courteous manner in which the Angora government has enforced its edicts upon the women of Turkey. Although regulations affecting dress were ordered for the men, the government contented itself with politely asking the women to conform and singling out those who did, for court favor. This is considered to be the work of Mustapha Kemal Pasha whose request that women should appear at official functions in western dress has set the pace for the whole land New ideas are not limited to dress Women in Turkey are entering business and the professions. A women’s business club has been started in Constantinople with a membership of over 250. And the admission of women to the higher governmental posts has commenced with the appointment of two women graduates of law to the position of ushers in the courts of Angora -with advisory capacities in the Ministry of Justice.

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