Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 125, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 October 1928 — Page 8

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THIS HAS HAPPENED SYBIL THORNE, whose husband was killed on the day her divorce came to trial, has had a most dramatic meetins with an old sweetheart. JOHN LAWRENCE, whom she believed dead, makes a most unexpected appearance. Ten years ago John and Sybil were engaged. He was sent to France on the eve of their marriage, and was later reported as killed in action. Now it develops that he has been a victim of amnesia. When he saw Sybil, he became unconscious, and, upon being revived, remembered all the past that had been a blank for ten years. He tells Sybil that he is about to be married, but asks her if she still loves him. Then he takes her in his arms, and kisses her wildly MABEL MOORE enters the room unexpectedly. Because of their long friendship, Mabel dares to remonstrate with Sybil, and begs her not to renew her romance with John. She tells Sybil all she- knows of him—that his life has been simply one woman after another. And she honestly believes it is impossible for two people, who have changed a great deal, to continue a romance that once was young and sweet. Sybil resents Mabel’s interference, and declares that she means to call on John Lawrence at his apartment that evening. Then she takes her child, TEDDY, and departs, still smarting under )label s admonitions. John Lawrence, during the long years Os hospitalization, had become a favorite with a kind congresswoman, who took an interest in him, and obtained a position for him. It was she who chose the name for him he had borne since he lost his own—ROGER CALDWELL. As Roger Caldwell, he has won the heart of little KITTY BURNS. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER LXIV (Continued) “I am going to see John Lawrence tonight, exactly as I had planned. And, my dear, if you don’t like it', you’d better chloroform your sensibilities. You’re too darn Victorian, Mab—that’s what’s the matter with you. . . . Here, Teddy angel. . . . Where are your mittens, Precious?” Sybil turned her son’s chinchilla collar up and pulled his earlaps down. “Kiss Aunty Mab, Sweet.” Mabel lifted him in her arms again. “Good-by, darling little boy. Sib if I had a child like Teddy, I’d cut my right hand off before I’d draw a breath to jeopardize his future.” Sybil laughed. “Gertie Gloom!” she taunted. CHAPTER LXV KITTY BURNS was a stenographer in the office of the Allied Shoe Machinery Company. The girls all thought she looked like Clara Bow, with her big, brown eyes that flashed and rolled like a first-class movie vamp. Frivolity was a sort of veneer with Kitty. Beneath her raspberry rouge,' she was sweet and guileless as a little plaster saint. One morning, Roger Caldwell, dropping in, leaned over Kitty’s desk and asked if he might see her that evening. For six weeks that same young man had been Kitty’s “intention,” and to win his notice she had prayed that God | might make him look her way. i It was a very quiet little romance. Roger had been baptized and confirmed, and taken the pledge, before Kitty accepted the dazzling solitaire he chose. Then she gave two weeks’ notice, and the girls gave her a miscellaneous shower and a mahogany „ butterfly-table. The banns were published, and Roger bought the wedding ring. The wonder of the thing never dimmed. “Oh, why," they’asked each other, “why did you ever love me?” y a a a IT Was seven o’clock, and Kitty in her little room at the Franklin Square House was getting worried. “Are you sure, girls, there wasn’t a message before I came in?” “For heaven’s sake! No! How many more times are you going to ask? He’s gone back on you, Kitty. . . . He’s too handsome to be true! .... Poor Kitty!” But she laughed at their humor. “There’s the phone now! What do you bet it’s not for me?” She raced down the hall, and they heard her before the booth door closed: “Hello . , hello, dear. You can’t? Oh, that’s too bad. No, I don’t care—not really. It doesn’t make a bit of difference ...” “You’re a sweet child,” the voice at the other end was saying. “I wish to the Lord this other thing hadn’t come up, but I can’t get out of it very well. And we’ll see Harold Lloyd tomorrow night ...” Asa business woman Kitty Burns prided herself on being reasonable. “Os course, I understand,” she told him. “Anyhow, I’ve a million things to do.” “I love you, Catherine Agnes,” he interrupted solemnly. Kitty hated the name she had taken in confirmation. The sisters made her do it, because Agnes was j her patron saint. But now she ignored Roger’s teasing. “Me, too,” she told him. It was their little signal. If there was no one near, Kitty would whisper over the wires each night: “I love you, sweetheart.” But if there were girls in the corridor, waiting for for the booth, then Kitty, when Roger repeated the holy ritual of lovers, would reply so that he might know there were listeners about, and the conversation was shortly concluded. “Phone me in the morning?” “You bet. Good night, Kittygirl.” He hung up the receiver wearily, and sat dejectedly on the bed, staring blankly. “Oh, God, what a mess!” u n a KITTY’S fiance had succeeded remarkably in a business way. The girls agreed that Kitty had done pretty well by herself. “Now if you can only hold him,” they told her, and warned her out of their hard young wisdom. “The more he has known of the many, the less he will settle to one.” For Caldwell had been as notoriously successful with women as with real estate. The suite he occupied at the Fairmore was indicative of his monetary achievements. Sybil would be impressed with the luxury of his surroundings. A small glow of satisfaction intruded upon his misery. Better that she found him this way than a broken wreck of a thing in that hospital ward in Washington. He didn’t want her pity—not by a darn sight He hoped she wouldn’t think she had to resurrect their romance. Now if Kitty. . . . He ground his heel into the softness of an Oriental rug, and pace' restlessly about. Sybil was wonder ful—no doubt about It. He remem- , bered now every detail of their

youthful passion. The way she lifted her lips to his. The way her soft arms crept about his khaki shoulders until her fingers clasped behind his neck, and she drew his face to hers. The agony of their parting—and the way she cned. God bless her darling heart They’d wanted so fearfully to be married. What a different story life would have been! No use philosophizing about that. Different, too if they had found each other six months ago. Now there was Kitty; gentle little Kitty. He was the luckiest fellow in the world to have her. Sweet. Innocent. Sybil was different. She’d been through the mill. A married woman now, with a baby. Somehow, beside Kitty, Sybil looked hard and a little weary. Freshness was something to worship. There was a bit of the spiritual in Kitty’s untouched charm. It set her apart from all the other jaded little girls. The discordant note of the telephone interrupted his meditations. “Hello!—Oh, hello, Sybil. I’ll be right down.” n n SHE was sitting in a big chair in the foyer, one slim knee thrown over the other, and a dainty foot swinging nervously. Pale with the sophisticated pallor smart women

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Tony lugged a hassock to the couch on which Mile. Dumont sat, surrounded by her court of three men, Pat Tarver, Lincoln Pruitt, and her new conquest, Professor Arkwright. She seated herself at the Frenchwoman’s feet and gazed upward into the skillfully madeup and still beautiful face, with apparent adoration. “Mam’selle, please pardon my interrupting,” she began in the sweet, school girly voice she had adopted for the evening, “but I can’t resist this opportunity to get you to help me out.” She felt a little sorry for the Frenchwoman as a flicker of fear showed in the slightly-faded blue eyes. “You see, Mam’selle, I’m a member of that much- lambasted group, ‘younger generation,’ and at one time or another I’ve heard every one of these three old-fashioned gentlemen revile my bunch. “Oh, Crystal!” she sang out gaily, so that all the bridge players could hear—and did: “Come on over! I’m asking Mam’selle to champion us younger-generationers, as she used to at school.” Crystal came running, with pretty eagerness, tossing charming smiles to the bridge players, some of whim turned in their chairs and were watching and listening. “Oh, splendid!” she panted. “Mam’selle was the only teacher at Bradley who really understood us, wasn’t she, Tony? We always said Mile. Eloise remembered how it felt to be a girl and sympathized with us, “Remember, Mam’selle, that splendid assembly talk you made on ‘The Younger Generation’? You know,” she turned to the three men who were looking decidedly queer, “that generations of Bradley girls thought everything Mile. Dumont said was

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In this chapter of “The Presidentia 1 Parade,” Rodney Dutcher tells of the events leading to Grant’s much discuss ed administration. It is the seventeenth of the series reviewing preslden tial politics since Washington's days. BY RODNEY DUTCHER NEA Service Writer (Copyright, 1928, by NEA Service, Inc.)

ASHINGTON, Oct. 15.—The political wrangling and the battle over President Andrew Johnson after the Civil War left the people so disgusted with party politicians that in 1868 the Republicans nominated a Democrat and the Democrats nearly named a Republican. Gen. Ulysses S. Grant was the great popular hero. But he never had voted the Republican ticket, not even for Lincoln in 1864, and had sided with the proslavery Democratic ticket in 1860. Republican leaders, anxious lest the next President give the vanquished South enough political liberty to

control, wanted a stronger party man. But popular clamor was unmistakable and they proceeded to take Grant away from his old party. President Johnson, elected on a Republican ticket with Lincoln, also sought the Democratic honors. Johnson had tried to carry out the Lincoln reconstruction policies, but wasn’t big enough for the job in the face of a radical congress.

The Republicans convened first at Chicago and nominated Grant unanimously. Speaker Schuyler Colfax of Indiana was named for Vice-President and the platform coupled denunciation of Johnson’s “treacherous and corruption” with a demand for equal rights for Negro voters. The Democratc met at Tammany hall on July 4. Their great old leader, Stephen A. Douglas, might have led them to victory had he not died during the war, famous for his dictum: “There can be no neutrals in this war—only patriots and traitors.” Governor Seymour of New York received votes of the twenty-second ballot and promptly refused to be a candidate. But a Seymour stampede followed as if by rehearsal. General Frank P. Blair of Missouri landed in second place. Johnson had received sixty-five votes on the first ballot, but never gained. Grant’s election was never in doubt, although the Democrats polled 47% per cent of the vote. The Republican carpet-baggers (so called because they were hungry politicians said to have traveled Touth to gain political control with Negro support after packing all heir belongings in a satchel), held he south by the aid of the military. Inly che rising Ku-Klux Klan made Teor?ia and Louisiana Democratic. With the solid South, Seymour would have won for the Democrats,

affect, with lips painted vividly. Her costume was smartly black, relieved by pearls about her throat and in her ears. “John!” She rose to meet him, extending her hand. “Sybil! My dear!” The little girl for whom his heart had ached in throes of crucifying tenderness. The darling child who brought him fudge at Devens, and knit the socks that didn’t fit. The weeping angel who cried on his shoulder, and blew her little nose on a rooky’s cotton handkerchief, breaking her heart with grief because she loved him so. How she had changed—this charming sophisticate! This pale, svelte creature, with hands as cold as ice, ayd eyes like liquid pools of wisdom. He took her arm as they walked toward the elevator, and felt her tremble. When they reached the rooms she exclaimed delightfully at the open fire, and chafed her hands before its blaze. “I was too excited for dinner,” she explained. “Couldn’t you have some coffee sent up? I’m simply frozen.” He accepted the suggestion eagerly, supplementing it with hors d’oeuvers and chicken in a chafing dish. (To Be Continued)

gospel, so when she came right out in public and contended we were not half as bad as we were painted —and she didn’t mean rouged, either, for Mam’slle herself set us the example of making the most of our looks—why, she felt as if at least one member of the older generation understood us, even if our parents didn’t—” “And remember, Mam’selle, how you always stuck up for us when we got into trouble for having dates with ‘cousins’ and ‘brothers’ whose pictures were never in our family albums?” Tony broke in excitedly, charming gratitude in her thrilling young voice. “But we were awfully proud of you, Mam’selle, for being so popular with the men! Why, I bet you had more dates than any of us flappers. Mam’selle! “Look how surprised these old married men look!” she gibed affectionately at Pat and Lincoln Pruitt, who flushed darkly and avoided each other’s eyes, or any one’s eyes, for that matter. “Oh, Pat, do you have to go? There’s no chance for any real conversation when bridge is going on. . . . You, too, Mr. Pruitt? Oh, your wife is signaling to you, isn’t she? . . . Now only Professor Arkwright can hear Mam’selle’s defense of the terrible infants of today.” “Antoinette, you interrupted a discussion of vastly more importance to Mile. Dumont and me than the one you’re trying to initiate,” Professor Arkwright said severely, looking at Tony over his glasses, exactly as he had used to regard her when she was a disturbing element in his Latin class. Crystal and Tony excused themselves with effusive apologies, then fled to the kitchen, where they rocked with laughter. (To Be Continued

and this fact spurred the Republican congress to new measures to insure votes for the ex-slaves. Frauds were charged in Louisiana and a congressional investigating committee later charged that: “More than 2,000 persons were killed, wounded and injured there within a few weeks of the election; half the state was overrun by violence, midnight raids, secret murders and open riots, which kept the people in constant terror until the Republicans surrendered all claims.” In Caddo parish “the Ku-Klux Klan killed and wounded more than 200 Republicans, hunting and chasing them two days and nights through fields and swamps,” after which “the masses of Negroes were captured by the Ku-Klux, marked with badges of red flannel, and led to the polls and compelled to vote the Democratic ticket.” But Grant carried the Carolinas, Florida, Tennessee, Alabama and Florida, with Texas and Mississippi not voting, for a national majority of 300,000. lost New York by exactly 10,000 votes, the returns said, and this queer result was laid to the ballot stuffing of the Tweed ring, done to protect large bets made by Tammany’s faithful. The popular and electoral vote: Grant 3,013,000 214 Seymour 2,703,000 80 Next: An unequauel period of national corruption.

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