Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 95, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 September 1928 — Page 7

SEPT. 10, 1928.

THIS HAS HAPPENED SI'PIL THORNE, Boston society girl, entertains a strange proposal from RICHARD EUSTIS. Because he wants her so that “longing is an ache in his bones.” Eustis (who professes to scorn and despise marriage) finally begs her to marry him. But Sybil is more or less engaged to CRAIO NEWWALL, wealthy *.id desirable. It was to please her dying father that she had consented to a secret understanding with Craig. After her father’s death she begins to fear it was nil a mistake, since she can not banish from her mind the image of young JOHN LAWRENCE, her first sweetheart. 4 Lawrence went to France with the A. E. F. and never returned—but Sybil believes herself still in love with liim. In order to think things over she has taken a trip to Havana With MABEL < BLAKE, a social worker. They meet aboard and he begins immediPMtvf. lt to make wild and violent love. He has asked Sybil for a little sapphire circlet she is wearing, proposing that they use it for a wedding ring. And , he tells her the captain will marry them —there in Havana harbor. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XVI “fT'HE exhiliration of madness!” JL cried Richard. ‘‘The esetasy of it!” And then Sybil looked at Mabel, t, Mabel standing there, consternation cn her good, plain face. Sensible Mab. Lord, where did sense get you! “Darling!” Richard’s voice was low now. He whispered against the softness of vfoer neck. And Mable turned white as the i painted ropes when Sybil slipped the ring from her finger and dropped in it his outstretched hand. A baby breeze tossed her hair, and blew her skirts. Her eyes were flashing, and her cheeks were pink as the steward’s roses. She laughed recklessly. “All right!" she cried. “I will!” Breathlessly she pulled Rich toward her. You never thought I’d do it, did you? Never, never, never—in vour heart you know you didn’t. Well, I will! I will!” Then Richard had her in his arms, and his voice was singing with joy, "Sybil! Sybil!” He lifted her of! her fefi, and kissed her on high. He swung her about. And hugged her wildly. Then, when he was breathless, he kissed ►her jigain. “Restrain yourself, Mr. Eustis. Father Finn’s looking at us.” Primly, with mock solemnity, she pushed him away. “Why not? Anybody’s look at you, darling. Oh, you wonder girl. You adorable, lovely thing! Father Finn—oh, Father Finn. Come meet the bride—Mrs. Jones!” tt tt tt RICHARD dragged them over. And there was a great deal of shaking hands, and Mrs. Jones ran to tell Alice. Father Finn solemnly and sweetly blessed them. By and by Captain Hanna c&me, spick and span in ihining white, with Tina, the boat’s monkey mascot, in a bright red coat and cap, ’ hopping along by his side. And a steward with two little love birds in a cage. “Permit me,” said the captain In his deep bass. “My gifts to the bride.” From his pocket he produced a panama, flne as linen. “And a hat for the groom.” Another steward came forward with a chest in his arms. “Some embroideries I picked up >for my Missus,” said the captain. “But brides must be served.” The steward laid the chest at Sybil’s feet. “Oh, Captain Hanna, you’re too good for me.” There were hysterical tears behind Sybil’s laughter. Mrs. Parkins came bustling up. “My dear, Mrs. Jones just told me. Here —it’s all I have. Just a tiny gift. Oh, you, you must, my dear. ~ No—no—don’t unwrap it.” She whispered in Sybil’s ear. “It’s a little bed jacket I had for my daughter. It may come in handy.” The Corrales came, giggling. Blithe young things—happy and excited. They kissed Sybil, and kissed Richard too. “Here, here!” he cried. Line forms on the right. Everybodys who wants to kiss the bridgegroom, please fall in line.” Then there were more kisses, and more laughter. Until Sybil saw ►Mabel, pale and frightened looking, clutching the rail. Poor old Mabel—she looked positively green. Sybil threw her arm about her. “Excuse us, everybody. The bride and the maid of honor must get dressed. And you too, Rich. Wear your white knickers, and your very best tie.” He devoured her with blazing eyes, and implored like a suppliant. “Give me another kiss, Sib.” “No—no more. Run along. Simpleton. No—can’t come to the bride's boudoir today. Go on—get out! Mab and I have a lot to do.” But he went with them to their stateroom, and held her to him, Wnd kissed her madly. an tt WHEN he had gone, Sybil closed the door, and stood with her back against it. Mabel had sunk limply on her berth, and was fanning herself listlessly. “No time for speeches, Mab. I know you’re going to be a good scout.” “But, Sib—how about Craig?” “Please, Mab.” Rich has swept you off your feet, dear—” i ‘I know, Mab. That’s what I heeded—some one to sweep me off my feet. Besides, Craig is too good for me. Rich is more my sort. Craig has me up on a pedestal. When I —toppling down, I’d break his heart. There aren't any pedestals in Richard’s life. I couldn’t disillusion him —he’s not that kind.” ■a “Oh, my dear, I think you are making a mistake.” There were tears in Mabel’s eyes. “Mabel Blake, don’t you know it’s bad luck to cry on a wedding day?” Sybil daubed at her own eyes. "I’m going to wear my gray georgette. Those roses will be heavenly against it. Hurry up, like a good girl. I can’t have a maid of honor with a red nose—please, Mab. That blue crepe de chine is lovely on you, and you can wear your precious pink hat, to match our roses. Oh, l such a swanky wedding!” Sybil was tossing things about. ▼'“Not much of a trousseau. Five vests, eight step-ins and a dozen pairs of stockings. Two negligees, one of them mussy. Three slips, with .the hem out of one and the shoulder

straps off another. Six night dresses. “Too bad I haven’t a white one in the bunch. Brides are supposed to wear white, aren’t they? Oh, well. . . . Remember when Enid Swallow was married she had two dozen of everything. From vests to sheets. And her monogram on every blessed thing.” “Sybil, your mother will have a fit.” “I know it. Poor old dear! But think of all the trouble I’m saving her—money, too.” “What will Tad say?” “Tad?—Oh, he always said I was crazy.” “And Valerie?” “The devil with Valerie.” “Oh, Sib—Sib, dear. I wish you wouldn’t. You’ll be sorry. I know you will.” “I’ll be sorry, whatever I do, Mab, and I’ve been miserable enough, God knows, to get a break somewhere. It’s too late for post-mortems now.”

They had dived under the second rail fence that kept the stock from the river and were walking along the river edge, the cliffs high above them, before Pat began, as Tony knew he would. “Walk with me like you used to, Tony,” he said, and Tony put her hand on his big Arm one and they swung arms like school kids. Pat took a big gulp and stopped, wheeling to face Tony, both arms gripping her shoulders. “I’m going to talk to you, Tony, as no father ever talks to his daughter and maybe as no father should,” he said, gently forcing her down to a big fallen tree with boles forming two perfect back rests. “Tell me, Pat,” said Tony simply, her hand still in his. “You know that nothing you could do or say would shock or frighten me. Talk to me like a friend, another man, not as if I were just your daughter. Pat scuffed his shoes through the wood dirt and trailing green things underfoot, and began slowly: “It’s all such a muddle, Tony. I don’t know where to begin. I don’t know how to tell it. I don’t want to escape—spare myself anything—but I’m not all black, either. “You see, Tony, I guess I see the handwriting on the wall—l’m getting old and I don’t want to get old. I’m at that dangerous age your story books talk about, and yet I don’t feel old in my heart at all. “You know, Tony, I was never really young like Dick and Lon and all the boys you know. I was just 18 when my father died, and mother was left with a mortgaged farm and six children. “There was no decision for me to make when I was young, Tony. Life had me. My way was so clearcut that no energy was wasted wondering where and how I’d go. “Not only was the big decision made for me—that I must go to work and support mother and the kids, but I couldn’t even make such little decisions as whether I would go to town on Saturday night and have an ice cream dip or whether I’d stay home. “My decision wa; made for me by the very fact that not a cent could be spared for such an innocent little pleasure as that. “In ten years the mortgage .was paid off, all the kids were through high school, some of them married, mother’s worrying days were over, I had a good job in the auto works,

STATE PAINTERS’ UNION NOMINATES OFFICERS Open Organized Labor Convention at Evansville. Bn Times Special EVANSVILLE, Ind., Sept. 10.— The Indiana State building trades council will convene here today as part of the State convention of labor unions this week. More than 600 delegates are expected here for five days parley. The painters, plumbers and steamfitters opened the convention Sunday. Officers nominated by the painters which will be elected by referendum within thirty days include: President, Carel Muller, Hammond; vice presidents, Percy Head, Terre Haute; D. C. Hanna, Princeton; Harold Alsop, Evansville; Leo Klotinsky, Evansville; Carl Jacobson, I,a Porte, and Guy Gray, Bloomington (three to be elected); secretary-treasurer, L. H. Hart, Lafayette, and L. A. Barth, Indianapolis; trustees, Joseph Bastian 111, Evansville; Monta Saxson, Evansville; Clem Brown, Lafayette, and Frank Hazel, Gary < three to be elected). COMMUNITY SERVICE AT ZION PARISH TONIGHT New Building Dedicated Sunday With Ceremony. A community service, featuring speeches by Mayor L. Ert Slack and a number of local ministers, is scheduled for tonight at the new Zion Evangelical parish hall, North and New Jersey- Sts. The new building was dedicated Sunday before a. crowd of a thousand. A large number of visitors inspected the hail. Following a presentation of the keys of the new structure to Dr. E. G. Winter, president, the Rev. O. Heggemeier, Alton, 111., delivered the dedicatory address. The Rev. J. C. Peters, pastor emeritus, and the Rev. Frederick R. Daries, pastor, assisted. Special choir and congregational music was a feature. Zion parish hall • has been erected at a cost exceeding $130,000. A dining hall in the basement of the new building will accommodate 750.

MABEL was crying softly. Wiping her eyes ineffectually. “If she could only see herself!” thought Sybil impatiently. “Come on, Merry Sunshine,” she coaxed. “Into your glad rags. You're holding up the party.” She preened into the little glass on their washstand, and remembered Valerie, exquisite in satin, parading before the long mirror in her dressing table. Two girls from Madame de Coen’s arranging her veil, and fixing the sweep on her train. “Not much like Val’s wedding,” she remarked. “That girl had a modiste and two maids to dress her up. Get on to your job, Mademoiselle Mabelle. Tie that knot in back, will you? Bows are such a darn nuisance. “My dear, you can see right through this skirt! Where’s your pink slip? Here—hook me up in back. Now then, how do I look?” (To Be Continued) (And in the next chapter Sybil gets married. . . . and is not long in regretting it.)

had my ideas for the invention, and life looked better/ “But I was too old then, somehow. to begin playing. Girls frightened me. I didn’t know small talk, and I was so big and hadn’t learned how to dress and handle myself, I always felt awkward and at a disadvantage. “I met your mother, Tony, when I was nearly 30. She was the prettiest girl, Tony—almost as pretty as you are. She was tiny and white and soft and had hair like a flame and she talked so—well, I wanted her more than I ever wanted anything.” (To Be Continued) DRYS FILE SLATE Prohibition Party Drafts Last of Candidates. Wihiam M. Harris, Indianapolis, is the Prohibition party candidate fer United States Senator, and Albert Stanley, Indianapolis, the gubernatorial candidate. The party slate was filed with Governor Ed Jackson Saturday, who turned it over to J. Oto Lee, State election board secretary. It contains approximately 1,000 names of residents of the State. Oct 15 is the last day for filing such petitions. Names of presidential electors and the following candidates for offices are on the petition: Owen Wierd, Winona Lake, Lieutenant Governor: Clevy H. Lloyd, Shelburn, Secretary of State; Lula Swisher, Gary, treasurer; Joseph A. Fried, Wakarusa, auditor; Allen Bowman, ent of public instruction; Charles A. Slayer, Montpelier, attorney general, and Isabella Everson. Columbus, reporter of the Supreme Court.

WAGE PARLEY FAILS TO SET MINERS’ SCALE Subcommittee to Report No Agreement at Terre Haute Today. Bn Times Special TERRE HAUTE, Ind., Sept. 10. —Failure to agree upon anew coal miners’ wage scale is expected- to be reported to the joint conference of miners and operators here today by the subcommittee which adjourned Saturday. Further efforts to reach an agreement are considered unlikely. Since the Jacksonville agreement expired last April many of the mines near here have been operating under individual contracts. Operators are expected to revise these contracts similar to the Illinois scale of $6.10. CHURCH HOMECOMING All-Day Services Observed at Flackville M. E. More than 150 members and former members of the Flackville M. E. Church attended the annual homecoming services Sunday at the church. The Rev. H. L. Davis spoke at the morning services. Dinner was served in the church at noon, and the Rev. J. L. Stout was in charge of the afternoon services, assisted by the Rev. Wayne M. Nicely. The celebration was under the direction of the Rev. IX, G. Abbott, pastor of thfe church. PUSHES MURDER PROBE Father of Youth, Killed at Marion, Starts Investigation. Bp Times Special MARION, Ind., Sept. 10.—Investigation of the murder of Orville Goodpasture, 24, a week ago, will be pushed by the dead youth’s father, John Q. Goodpasture of Queensboro, Ky., who arrived here Sunday accompanied by a leading criminal layer of Kentucky. The grand jury will convene on Wednesday. Charles Mauler and Uhle Ferguson in jail here charged with voluntary manslaughter. Both maintain their innocence. Reports Aged Husband Missing D. C. Hollowell, 73, of Cambridge City, Ind., was reported missing from home today. Mrs. Hollowell said she had accompanied her ,husband to Indianapolis and that 'their nephew was with them. Hollowell left his wife and nephew, saying he was going to get something to eat, but failed to rtf urn.

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