Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 142, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 November 1928 — Page 11

NOV. 3, 1928

I A SUITOR A TOO MANY A MILDRED BAKBQUK •

CONCERNING THE ACTION AND CHARACTERS LILA LATHAM becomes the bride of HERBERT WARE, but the picture of an old sweetheart. CAPTAIN JACK FARQUAHAR, lurks in her mind. She confides her plight to her best friend, DOROTHY CAINE, an artists. A mysterious letter awaits Lila at Dorothy’s studio, and it brings back memories of the war to her. On returnng from her honeymoon, he is told that a communication from the War Department is awaiting her. In a flash, she is back in the past. Memories of her first meeting with Cap*-Jn Far -uahar. when she was doing war work, come to her. She secs again the scene in a little French inn—a dinner to celebrate her. .marriage on the morrow to Jack—then, orders, that very night, sending his regiment to the front at once. There is no wedding, but, before Jack’s brother officers, Lila promises him that she will wait for him—that they will be married when he returns, no matter what time intervenes. Jack leaves and. three days later, is reported missing. But he is not officially reported dead until five years latter. It is only then that Lila feels herself free to marry Herbert. The letter from the War Department tells her that Jack’s insurance is to be paid to her as his fiancee. Later, Herbert sees Lila being interviewed by a man who has called in regard to the insurance. She tells him the man is a suitor of Dorothy's and that she is urging him to cease his unwelcome attentions. Herbert’s unsympathetic attitude—for he is jealous of Lila’s friendship with Dorothy—almost causes a quarrel. To make amei.Ji', he buys her a bracelet and puts it in her Jewel-case, as a surprise. There he sees a ring—a diamond circlet that looks like a wed-ding-ring. ... it He asks for an explanation, and she aays the ring belongs to a friend, MRS. VARNEY She explains further that Mrs. Varney gave her the ring, against her protests, as security for a bridge debt, Herbert tedevew Ler story. After tnis lull, the sight of a certain man in a shoo throws Lila into a panic. He is GILROY HOLMES, an army efficer whom she knew in France, and a witness to her pledge to Jack. Lila’s next move, since Jack's war insurance has been paid to her, is to give it to a fund for disabled veterans. Although she makes the gift an anonymous one, a woman in the office of the organisation reveals her Identity. Herbert, meanwhile, meets Mrs. Varney in a restaurant and the talk turns to Jewelry, She tells him she loves rings—except wedding rings. They afe a badge of servitude. Herbert furious at Lila, rushes horn to demand an explanation. CHAPTER XVI The Heart-Breaking: Romance LILA declared afterward that it was fortunate for her that their errand made Dorothy late for her appointment with her model. Dorothy assented, suppressing a sigh. This particular model was hard to get, and she’d been trying for several weeks to finish a sketch. She reflected, with a rueful shrug, that being a spinster let one in for a lot of slavery to one’s married friendi. / They lunched pleasantly in Lila’s own sitting room, in front of a cheerful fire. “It’s so much more cosy,” said Lila, making herself comfortable in a silk negligee of a luscious peach shade, bordered with sable. Cine of the maids served them, at her order. “I’m beginning to detest Siddons,” Lila confided to Dorothy. “There’s something uncanny about the man; it seems to me that he’s all ears and eyes. I’d ask Herbert to dismiss him, only a loathe the type of wife who’s always complaining about the servants. They had reached the dessert, and was preparing the Turkish coffee, when the door opened without warning, and Herbert stood upon the threshold. His expression was ominous. Lila sprang up with a little cry of greeting, but she felt a sickening premonition. Something was obviously wrong. When Herbert saw Dorothy, sitting quietly beside the fire, he seemed to pull himself together. He made her a stiff little bow. and murmured a conventional greeting. Turning to Lila, he said rather sharply: “When you’re at leisure, I should like to talk to you on a matter of great importance.” “Yes, darling!” chirped Lila brightly, quite as if she weren’t inwardly shaking with fear. Dorothy rose quickly: “I was just going, Herbert.” u n BUT Lila stretched out a detaining hand. “No, Dot. Not yet. Stay awhile, I—l’ve something important to tell you.” Her eyes implored Dorothy; to Herbert she said:

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Crystal Hathaway had no real plan in mind when she accosted the young Mexican farm-laborer at the stile between the Jonson and Grayson farms. Her only conscious thought was that here, miraculously, was at least a recognizable version, in the flesh, of the phantom she had created in her too-active imagination, to console her loneliness. ‘Please, I'm afraid I’m lost,” she began prettily, fluttering her w r hite hands and her mascaroed eyelashes. “Can you direct me to the interurban station? I live in Stanton, and want to return there.” The young Mexican flushed and shuffled from one foot to another. Crystal had time to note, unfavorably, his cheap, horribly blue readymade suit, his bright pink silk shirt, his bright-blue tie. But' he was good looking, almost as good looking as the “Pablo Valencio” she had made up. “Si, Senorita. I do speak English good. Cars that way,” and the Mexican boy pointed toward the interurban station only a field’s length away. His black eyes, made deep and romantic by extravagant lashes, flisked an apologetic glance at her, as his olive cheeks flushed darkly. ‘‘He admires me; he’s thrilled at my speaking to him,” Crystal told herself, half-ashamed and halfdelighted. Aloud, she said, in a fluttering voice, and with one white hand to her breast, “Thanks so much, and could you tell me just one thing more? . Are there any vicious bulls in these pastures? I know I sound silly, but I’m horribly afraid of bulls —’ “Uno toro, very tame,” the young man said. “But please, I take you to— -co mo se habla?—inter-urbano,

“I’ll come down to the library right away. Wait for me there.” He nodded grimly and closed the door behind him. Lila whirled to face Dorothy. “What on earth do wou suppose has happened now?” she gasped. Dorothy shook her head, her eyes troubled. Lila began to pace the floor distractedly. “I havn’t done anything, have I? And nothing has come to light. He's quite over the Jackson episode—hasn’t mentioned it for more than a week. Now what do you suppose ” The ringing of the telephone interrupted her. She thrust aside the brocade skirts of the simpering Marie Antoinette doll that covered the instrument and took down the receiver absently. "Yes. .. . What .. . Oh. yes, May!” Her eyes began to widen as she listened. "You—you lunched with Herbert? ... Oh! ... No. no. May . . . It’s quite all right. I’m not in the least jealous!” She laughed shakily. “No, that wasn't why I sounded so shocked. It was—er—something else. ... No, I can’t tell you . . . What did you and my Herbert talk about? . . . Wedding rings! Wedding rings, did you say! Oh, heavens!” Lila groaned and threw an eloquent glance toward the puzzled Dorothy. There was a little more conversation, during which Lila promised to have tea with Mrs. Varney the following afternoon. Lila hung up the receiver and turned a stricken face to Dorothy. “May thinks I'm crazy, naturally! Dot, the worst has happened! May met Herbert, by chance, at luncheon, and they talked wedding rings. Os course, he must have asked her about hers, and—and—she must have told him ” She burled her face in her hands. “What am I going to do now?” “Go down and face him,” counseled Dorothy. “See what he has to say, but don't commit yourself. Be very hurt and dignified; after that, well, we’ll see what can be done.” Lila powdered her nose dispiritedly, fluffed up her hair and sprayed it with perfume. “‘Caesar, we who are about to die, salute you’!” she murmured, with a wan smile, as she went out. tt tt a HERBERT was pacing the library when she entered. He began the attack at once. “Lila, you have lied to me! That’s a harsh thing to say to the woman one loves, but there’s justification.” Mindful of Dorothy’s instructions, Lila drew herself to her full height, quite as if her knees weren’t knocking together, and assumed an expression of hauteur. “Really, Herbert—” “That ring in your jewel case, the circlet with ‘From Jack’ engraved inside, does not belong to Mrs. Varney!” said Herbert flatly. “She told you that in so many words?” asked Lila icily. “She told you that that particular ring is not hers?” Herbert, who prided himself on mentarily. “We-ell, not precisely,” he admitted reluctantly. He tried to recall May Varney’s exact statement as to wedding rings. Lila smiled in a maddeningly superior way. “That is all, then?” she asked loftily. “You accuse your own wife of lying—on the basis of words you can’t even recall.” She was taking a wild chance, but it worked. Herbert was momentarily confused. Lila swept majestically from the library. In the hallway she had to giggle, despite her alarm. She sped back to her own quarters and detailed the interview briefly to Dorothy. “Now it’s your turn!” she urged, pushing Dorothy out of the door. “Don’t leave him a leg to stand on. Dot, or I’m lost!”

so bad toro no scare. Si, senorita?” Crystal was immensely pleased and flattered, though she would have been ashamed for Cherry, for instance, to know it. The two set off together across the field, the happy-hearted Mexican boy giving her a very fair imitation of a bullfighter teasing a bull, when they encountered the “uno bull, very tame.” “What is your name? Or how do you say it in Spanish?” Crystal asked when the little box of a station was looming too near. The boy smiled, gave her a quick, shy glance out of those romantic eyes of his. “In Spanish it say, ‘Como se Llama?’ Yo me Llamo Pablo Mendoza.” "Not Pablo!” Crystal cried. “Oh, this is too much! It’s fate looking out for me.” But her last words were not meant for Pablo Mendoza's ears, though he heard them and looked politely puzzled. “My name is Crystal Hathaway,” she reciprocated, then could have bitten her tongue out. Cherry would ask him if he knew her; Cherry hadn’t for a minute thought Nils was joking. “But Pablo, there is one thing I beg you to do for me! Will you please?” Pablo swept his hat to the ground in a gesture that the hero of “Blood and Sand” might have evied. “Senorita, for you I do anything.” “He is a darling, and I do believe he has fallen in love with me Pablo Mendorza she said earnestly: “Please do not tell anyone, anyone in the world, that you saw me or know me. “Will you do that for me, Pablo?” And her large hazel eyes pleaded, as she stretched out a hand to him. "Si, senorita. Yo comprendo! But I see you again?—Si?” eagerly. NEXT: Crystal reports to Tony.

Herbert, frowningly considered his young wife’s curious composure when caught in a falsehood, looked up at the opening of the library door. He thought Lila was coming back to confess and ask forgiveness. But it was Dorothy who stood smiling on the threshold. There was a glint in her pretty eyes that could easily have passed for a look of amusement, but it deeped as she began to speak, and Herbert decided that it was due to emotion. She said softly: “Herbert, I hope you will forgive me for seeming to mix into an affair that is none of my business, but I love Lila very much, and I’m sorry to say that you have hurt her deeply. She is very sensitive, you know; quite like a child in some respects.” Herbert replied with dignity. “She has tried to make a fool of me ’ "Oh, no, Herbert!” Dorothy protested, with such unseemly haste that he regarded her suspiciously. She came to him and laid her hand on his arm. "Herbert, let me tell you a story.” u CHE told it, prettily, convincingly in her soft, low voice. It was a pathetic story about an American girl, who had fallen in love with a French marquis and he with her. They had become secretly engaged, but neither was of age, and, v’hen their respective families learned of the engagement, they were separated. The young man had been forced to marry a girl of his family's choice, and the other girl had grieved bitterly. After that, she had married an American—much older than herself. Although she now loved him, she had never forgotten the first man. “Can’t you guess, Herbert,” asked Dorothy softly, “that the girl was May Varney? And that ring—do you think May would want Jack Varney to know that she had suffered so? Do you think she would ever tell any one about it—except her most intimate friends, of course?” she added hastily. “I should think ” said Herbert heavily, but looking relieved, just the same, “that, if the ring meant so much to her, she’d pay her bridge debts and get it back.” Dorothy, who had made up the touching story while she waited for Lila upstairs, had thought of that, too. It was a weak point in her armor, but, since Herbert could think of May 'Varney's heartlessness, it proved That he was impressed by the tale and believed it. It occurred to Dorothy on the way home that it might be well to tip May off to the fact that she was the heroine of a heart-breaking romance. (To Be Continued) Copyright, 1927. Metropolitan Newspaper Service, New York.

How Bright Is Your Baby?

Here is a list which includes some things the average baby does when he is 6 months old. Watch your baby to see how many he can do. Underscore YES if he can do something and NO if he can not yet do it. Then check your answers by the key given below. 1. Can he sit up with the Yes? help of a pillow? No? 2. Place the baby in front of you, then stand about two feet behind him. Blow a whistle (not too loudly). Does he turn Yes? his head? No? 3. Put one of baby’s small blocks (about an inch is the best size) in his hand. Will he clasp it Yes? with thumb and fingers? No? 4. Will he hold his rattle for more than five sec- Yes? onds? No? 5. Does he reach for his rattle if you dangle it Yes? before his eyes? No? 6. Does he show surprise when he catches sight of Yes? himself in a mirror? No? 7. When he is lying in his cradle, can he pull himself to a sitting position by taking hold of your Yes? hand ? No? 8. Will he laugh aloud when he hears you laugh Yes? heartily? No? 9. Can he sit up alone? Yes? No? 10. If he begins to fall over when he is sitting alone, does he try to catch Yes? himself? No? 11. Does he laugh aloud when he is bounced on Yes? bed? . No? 12. Is he pleased when you are getting him ready to Yes? go out in his buggy? No? 13. Can he recognize him- Yes? self in a mirror? No? 14. Does he begin to say Yes? words? No? 15. Do his eyes follow his rattle when he drops it? No?

Key to Questions

Yes. 1,2, 3,4, 5,7, 8, 10, 11, 12 and 13. No. 6. Not until he is 7 months old. No. 9. Some babies can, but many babies are not yet ready to sit alone. No. 14. Not until he is 11 or 12 months old. No. 15. Not until 9 or 10 months. Next we will see that not all babies crawl or grasp in the same way. (Copyright, 1928, Science Service, Inc.)

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