Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 268, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 March 1929 — Page 26

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I litis HAS HAPPENED MILDRED LAWRENCE, stenographer tr. tHe Judson Hotel, has her fox fur •natehed from her neck in a train platform trowd. oit STEPHEN ARMITAOE catches the thief and returns her scarf. He asks to take her home. and. not etching to seem ungrateful, she invites him to dinner. He praises her mothaf a home cooking and also gains favor with the flapper sister CONNIE Trio tecretlv hopes that the old-fasb-loned Mildred will mix enough pen with her usual quiet manner to hold his interest The -renin* Is spoiled, however. I when PAMELA JUDSON. daughter of Mildred's employer phones ana insi'ts la on her coming back to the hotel for Bkdutv. Stephen escorts Mildred to the ■Uicrtel where Pamela recognizes him as -' i; *!i* salesman who had sold her a car. MB] he asks him to dance with her in the and snuos Mildred when he ■Bays her attention. Pamela continues to lure Stephen. E -“M!>retndlng sh < Intends to buv another car from him. But her temper flares when she takes him to £ country club dance and he lea-es her alone more than she thinks he should. So when fhev start home she asks him to get nut and look for a rear fiat and leaves him But har reckless driving causes a near wreck when the car crashes past danger signals Into some broken road NOW tiO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER IV BEARING down upon Pamela with terrific speed was a dig roadster with a driver as reckless as herself at the wheel. The big headlights swept over the road like two monsters. Pamela sat paralyzed with fright. If the other failed, as she bad done, to slow in response to the warning of the red lights set by the roadside, nothing could avert a smash. The approaching car came on, past the red lights, and Pamela Saw with a sinking heart that its speed had lessened but little. The instinct for self-preservation swept over her then in an irresistible flood. She die not even think of using the horn to signal a warning as she jumped from her car and ran. A few feet away she tripped and fell. Cowering there, half-stunned, she waited for the inevitable crash. She heard a motor roar, springs taking cruel jolts, a medley ot sounds caused by widely flung wooden planks and the crash of glass. A battered lantern fell a short —distance away from her. The roar of motor diminished. Bewildered, . ‘ Imela lifted her head. It couldn’t ave got by! But there stood her own car, un- - buched, apparently, except for a ?iimall wooden barrel such as are JLised to support the planks that Jguard a bad stretch of road, thrown sup against it. 1 Pamela scrambled to her feet and ■look about her. Perhaps a hundred ■feet down the road she saw the rear. It was overturned in the ditch. b tt a SUMMONING what courage she could muster, Pamela ran to give assistance. She saw no one until she climbed over the upturned side of the car. Then i he drew back with a startled cry. Squarely in her face someone had thrust a gun. She started to lower herself to the road again and retreat, but a man raised his head over the side of the car and spoke to her. ‘‘Go and get your car off the road.” he ordered, ‘‘before you cause a wreck.” I Pamela slid to the ground and ytopped. “You’d better bring a Wlashlight and help me,” she said truculently. She was frightened, Jbut she didn’t like being ordered to do anything. The man’s eye narrowed.

“What’s the matter, Tony?” Crystal asked anxiously, when the two girls had been permitted to their room after luncheon. “You look like a picture of bad news from home.” -That’s putting it mildly,” Tony Acknowledged gloomily. “And to think I came out here to get away from Dick Talbot! Listen, Crys!” she whirled toward her chum and spoke with startling intensity: Would you think I'm an awful rotter if I faked up an S. O. S. appeal from Peg out in California for my filial society? I could get Pat on the phone and make him fix it up for me.” “I'd think anything you did was all right, Tony—you know that,” Crystal answered. “I’m sure your mother would be delighted to have you-” ••Oh, no she wouldn't!’ Tony denied, with her downright frankness. "She’s staying with Aunt Bessie—her sister, you know, and they're having a perfectly swell henclucking time, and I'd be about as welcome as an epidemic of smallpox. "One reason Pat sent her out there was to give her a rest from <ne. Oh, maybe he wanted a rest from our eternal clashing, too. But the point is. Poor Peg's earned her vacation from the wild younger generation. and I'd be a beast to crash into her and Aunt Bessie’s heaven. “But oh. Crys! I’ve got to turn tail and run! Scared—that’s me— Tony Tarver! Can you bear it?” she demanded bitterly. Very carefully Crystal sought for words’ which would hurt neither her nor Tony: “I ran. you remember, Tony. It was pretty awful. I found that you can t run fast enough to get'away from yourself.” ••Maybe" Tony admitted with a shrug that hurt Crystal intolerably. “But I ought t be able to run fast enough to get away from Dick Talbot.” “Do you—think Dick is—big enough, important enough to—to make Tony Tarver run?” Crystal asked, her words limping along miserably. "Os course I don't!” Tony flared, running a distracted hand through her Byronlc black hair and narrowing her blue eyes to slits to hide their expression from Crystal. “If I did. I’d marry him and be just as big a fool over him as Cherry is over Nils—Faith over Bob, et cetera ad nauseum. Maybe I’ll have to marrjMhim anyway, just to get over this-flkiE torment!” "cHHy married her Dick Talbot. Mfco cute herself of him,” c:> |' 'Winded Tony gently.

“If this is a holdup,” he said with deadly calm, “go back and tell your friends that I left the money where I got it. Then they can come and dig me out of this.” Pamela stared at him blankly. Then she began to laugh. “Oh, my lucky star! What a whale of an adventure! So you think I’m holding you up?" “What were you doing, blocking the road?” "So you saw my car. Why didn’t you stop?” “Stop? When .. . well, never mind. It looked to me like a holdup. I had reason to believe it would be attempted. But what are you doing across the road like that? Don’t you know it’s dangerous?” “Don’t I? If you don’t come and help me there'll be enough automobile accessories strewn along here for some farmer to start a garage.” She noticed that he held the gun in his hand as he climbed from the car. It amused her. Her fear was gone by now. Had he wished to harm her there was no reason for all this talk about holdups. “Put your gun away,” she said. “I’m alone and more at your mercy than you are at mine.” “I’ll just see what’s what first,” the man said. They made their way back to Pamela’s car and she showed him the blown-out tire. “I don’t see how you missed hitting me,” she said, meaning the car. “Oh, I saw it in plenty of time.” “But you didn’t slow up much.” “Just enough to get around you. It looked' like the safest thing to do.” “I nearly died of fright.” “Well, I suppose I'll have to make up for it by changing tires for you. I'd rather like to be on my waj too, if you don’t mind giving me a lift.” “Not with that gun,” Pamela said firmly. 808 THE man laughed. “Take your flash and guard the road while I get your car to one side,” he said, and Pamela hastened to obey him. In a few minutes they were in a safer spot and the tire was changed in less time than Pamela ever had seen it done before. The man had remarkably skillful hands. “What about your car?” she said. “Don’t you think we can get it out?” “If you're worried about giving me a lift we can try,” he returned crisply. “But it will be better for us to be on our way.” Pamela felt vaguely irritated. She resented his imputation. “I thought you might not want to abandon ’your car,” she said defensively. “I quite understand how you feel,” the other returned. “Perhaps you’d better go now. There will be a car along soon.” “But it might not stop for you,” Pamela said. “People are afraid to stop at this time of night. And if you’re really in danger. ...” “Perhaps I’d better explain,” the man broke in. “I had a large sum of money in my possession during the evening and a m&n I know to be of. . . . er . . . questionable honesty learned of it. I havent the money now, but there might be trouble if I don’t get along/*

“Crys, what do you think of Dick Talbot?—drat him!” “You know what I think of him,” Crystal protested. “I think he's the handsomest male thing I ever saw in my life—on or off the movie screen, and that that is where he belongs—wholesaling his sex appeal instead of retailing it and driving you out of your wits. Also, that he’s not worth the flings from your littlest fingernail.” “Any danger of your falling for him yourself?” Tony asked in a curious voice. “Not the slightest,” Crystal answered positively. “Then—listen. Crys! Do something for me. Something big! Will you?” “Os course, Tonny!” Crystal answered, rather faintly. "That’s a promise, and I’m going j to make you keep it, Crys, though I admit I'm a brute to ask it. Listen! I want you to vamp Dick Talbot this week-end till he's ga-ga about ■ you.” Sudden color flamed in Crystal’s ! almost transparent cheeks. “I can’t do that, Tony. Oh, I don't mean I won't, but I can't. I'm no good at vamping; you know that. You—” the painful flush deepened— 'You’ve seen me try, before—before I ran away.” “Oh, I don’t mean the obvious stuff, like being coy, and cutting your eyes and fluttering your lashes,” Tony corrected her with almost brutal frankness. “I know, I as well as you do, that you'll never be able to pull that line again. “But—something far more subtle. Look! This is the way Dick is. He’s j so conceited that he simply can't bear to be ignored by a girl. I’ve seen him go to the most ridiculous lengths to prove to himself that he’s irresistible. . . . Don't I love him though?” she thrust in parenthetically, her usually gay young voice edged with bitter sarcasm. “Os course his weakness is so obvious that at least half a dozen girls—more clever than alluring—have played up to it. “Pretended they couldn't see him, and wouldn’t b interesting if they could. Os course it worked—every darned time. The only trouble was, the silly things couldn't hold out long enough. “That being the case,” Crystal smiled, “all a really clever girl who wants to marry the lorly Dick has to do is to hold out so long, do such a convincing job of not ‘seeing’ him, that he’ll be forced to propose, in sheer desperation.” (To Be Continaed)

"Then we'll gc,” Pamela said instantly. It seemed silly to hesitate further. It was a ducky thrill, too. “What’s your name?” she asked when they were in her car and driving off. “H. Andrew Connor.” “What’s the H for?” “As far as I know it’s Huck.” “Like that. I'm Pamela Judson. Dad owns the Judson hotel.” Pamela thought it best to let him know that she was somebody of importance in case he entertained jay ideas about taking advantage of the lift he was getting. B B tt “npHERE'S something odd about JL him,” she told herself. True, he wasn't like any of the men she knew. Stealing a side-long glance at him now and then when they ran under a light, she saw that his face was hard, with a keen, inscrutable expression. His clothes were not like the clothes her brother wore, or Stephen Armitage. They were correct clothes, however. “That’s it,” Pamela exclaimed silently. He's too stiff—too new. I wonder if he's just made a fortune.” Wanting to know, she asked him. “What’s your racket?” she said, reverting to the vernacular she and her friends were affecting. The man beside her started. He gave Pamela a scrutinizing look. Had she not told him who she was,-, and had he not known that there really was a Pamela Judson, his earlier suspicions of her would have returned. The women he knew best spoke of rackets frequently in all their conversations. But Pamela wasn't one of them, his look convinced him. She was every inch the modern debutante, he reflected. Huck at times allowed himself to think in an argot he never spoke outside the circle of his intimates. He trained himself to think in the terms he used in association with his “business prospects.” Only now and then did he lapse. Studying Pamela, and judging her by the knowledge he had gleaned of debutantes by frequenting firstclass hotels, he forgot to answer her question. “What’s your racket?” she repeated, a trifle impatiently. “You aren’t a New Yorker, are you?” “Chicago,” Huck replied. Pamela was not discouraged by his brief reply. Huck was compelled to lie to her. He chose to be a broker. By the time they reached Columbus Circle Pamela was ascribing his strangeness to his origin. To her anyone born and reared outside of New York was a mistake. But she was ready to forgive this fault in Huck. He fascinated her. She wished she could know him better, but even she couldn’t tell him that. Huck entertained the same wish and was devising ways of making it a reality. They left her car at the curb before the hotel and Huck walked with Pamela to the entrance. She did not ask him to come in, and as they stood there saying good night a slightly built young man with honey hair like Pamela’s came out and Pamela introduced him to Huck. Huck had heard of Harold Judson and knew his weakness. In his mind there crystalized instantly a plan to know both Pamela and her brother better than well. (To Be Continued) ADVOCATES SCHOOL FOR 2-YEAR-OLD CHILDREN Expert Declares Education Should Begin Early. By NEI Service CLEVELAND, March 29.—1n the near future, your 2-year-old son or daughter will give you an airy wave of the hand, and trot off happily to school. That’s the prediction of Josephine MacLatchey, member of the bureau of educational research, Ohio State university. The present age for the beginning of a child’s education, Miss MacLatchey points out, is when it reaches the age of 5. There is no reason, she believes, why a nursery school can’t be established to take care of a child’s education between the ages of 2 and 5. “Between birth and the age of 2 a child learns to walk and talk," Miss MacLatchey says. “Most people do not realize what a remarkable feat the child has accomplished during those years. “Proper training for the child between 2 and 5 will work wonders, many educators now believe.” MISSOURIAN IN CABINET Hyde, Eleventh Man From State to Head Departments. Bt!) United Press JEFFERSON CITY, Mo., March 29.—Former Governor Arthur M. Hyde, chosen by President Hoover to be secretary of agriculture, is the eleventh Missourian to sit in a! President’s cabinet. The first Missourian was Edward j Bates. He was selected by President Lincoln in 1861 as attorneygeneral. It was r.ot until sixteen ! years later that another was named. He was former United States Senator Carl Schurz, who was named secretary of the interior by President Hayes. FIND MASTODON TEETH Bones of Pre-Historic Animal Discovered in Oklahoma. Bu United Press PONCA CITY, Okla., March 29. Two huge teeth in excellent state of preservation and parts of the jawbone of some prehistoric animal have been discovered near here in stone quarry workings. The bones are evidently those of a monstrous mastodon. They were found imbedded near a creek apparently washed by high waters and covered with sand throughout the countless years.

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