Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 29, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 June 1929 — Page 28

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THIS HAS HAPPENED JOHN CUP.TIS MORGAN successful lawyer i-s and ply fui wife. IRIS, and d or- r ot suspect that HAN CARROLL, his secretary, is in love With him. Nan. having a Sne sense of ponor, Great- to resign but postpones her resignation becau/e she lee„ Mvrgan will have particular nee-i of her 111 his defense 0: a ..pposed frier.tl. BERT CRAWFORD. !nd. -ed for embezzlemei.t. On the a t day of the trial. Morgan's Uttle son. CURTIS, innocently places in Kin ! hand' a so'- apparently taifen hen his mothers handbag It It from Crawford and reveals his guilt and his and Iris' plans to elopr when the trial Mover Crawford leaves town immediate* fir and Iris departs for a supposed pleasure trip Iris announce! her de prtion in a letter which ma of Oawford s name and begs Morgan not to seek her Morgan is broken-hearled Nan convince h.m that he ..ould rot place his child Curtis, in a boarding aehool. While Morgan Is. at the capital on business Nan stays with th* child and organize - the housekeeping situation So father and son can carry on. Sh places Curt In public school and at once plans menus which wdl! restore health to the child whom Iris has made delicate i Por months Nan. capacity cf a longdistance housekeeper. pro' ides happiness ard comfort for man whom the loves but *ho ironically loves ano'her Morgan's attitude :s one of gratitude ai.d deep friendship and he doe' rot suspect that Nan lo- es him When Nan returns from a short ?-; r , to the capital, where he took ha- examinations she ~ met, with the terrifying n* v that, little Cun has been In 8n accident ROW GO ON WITH THE SIORY CHAPTER XXV ■fcCrAN S heart stood still Her eyes black with fear, asked Willis Todd the question which she could hot make her lips form. “No, he isn't, dead—not even badly hurt ’ Willis reassured her gently. “Ohl" Nan drew a shuddering breath of relief. ‘ Thank God!” She relaxed against the cushions of the rar for a minute, trembling violently. Then. “What are you waiting for, Willis Todd? Start the car! Get me. there as quick as you can! Tell me what happened, Willis, but drive—driv’!” “So, th : how you feel!” the “oung man who loved her said grimly. “Good-by. Hope! . . . All right, honey-girl! Don’t worry about me. I’d rather have your friendship than any other girl's love . . . It seems that the two youngsters, Pat O'Brien and Curtis, were plaving with the police dog on the lawn this morning, teaching him to retrieve sticks. Curtis flung a stick to far. so that, it landed in the middle of the street, and. of course, the dog dashed after it. and Curtis after the dog. Little Fat, it seems, shouted to Curtis to come back, then tore out after him. Curtis was stooping over to take the stick from Cop s mouth when a taxi swerved around the corner, too fast to stop in time.” “Oh!” Nan gasped, and clung sickly to Willis’ arm. 'Tt seems that your faith in Little Pat, as the kid s bodyguard was amply justified, for Pat flung Curtis out of the way of the taxi and took both wheels across his own legs, both broken. Little Pat’s in the hospital, poor tad —” "And Curtis?” Nan whispered, a shaking hand over her eyes to shut out the horrible picture that Willis had described "Littl Pat must have flung him pretty hard, for the kid has a broken arm. H n struck the curb. T believe,” Willis continued, as he maneuvered his car out of downtown traffic into a side street. “The caper says it’s a clean break, between the elbow and the wrist, and that, the boy won t be fr. bed more ’han a day or two. It’s the hero of the story that’s out of luck. Poor Little Pat will be in the hospital for weeks. Morgan will pay the bill, of course, and the afternoon paper says he's going to give the youngster a

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In spite of his warning, Harry Blaine deliberately, added fuel to the flame of Crystal Hathaway's sudden, inevitable love for Colin Grant. For that Monday evening he brought her a copy of the "newspaper hobo's” volume of short stories so significantly entitled. "On My Way." She was so impatient for Harry to be gone, so that she might read I undisturbed, that he courteously' came to her rescue by inventing a previous engagement” for the evening. “I'm afraid you were rude to Harry, dear.” Faith reproved her gently when the city editor had left, i "I'm sure he brought the book as an excuse to call. He’s awfully nice,! and has been such a good friend to you.” “Yes, he is—and hasn't he?" j Crystal conceded both points absently, as she clasped the precious ! bock to her heart and turned to- 1 ward the privacy of her ov.n room. At the very first she was dis- j appointed. The style was so bare, j so austere, so grimly realistic.: Colin Grant seemed to feel that words were so precious that he could not bear to waste the smallest of them. But by the time she had read three of the stones—if they could ue called stories —Colin Grant, the tv riter. had anew convert. She had belonged to Colin Grant, the man, since the first moment their eyes had met and clung, but for some obscure reason she had been prepared to hold out against the writer. Perhaps because she almost hoped he was not really a genius, so that she would be more near to his level. But once she had capitulated, though surrender to his genius might mean the death of hope for her. she became passionately excited. The missionary spirit was born ni her. She wanted to rush out upon the streets, mount a soap box and harangue passersby into conversion to this new apostle of American realism. There were no clear-cut beginnings and endings to his short vignettes of life. He told, with restraint and fierc* understanding, what he had seen on his short way through life. The last moments of a condemned man. getting a violent eleventh-hour attack of religion in the death house, then repudiating God with hia last breath.. A mild, plain, pT 'antlaced V&man's calm recital 1 'ow

college and medical school education.” “Mr. Morgan was going to do that anyway,” Nan interrupted. "Oh, Willis, arc you sure Curtis isn't hurt badly? ‘You're not keeping something from me?” “I knew you'd be like this, so I called up the Morgan home just be- ! fore I went to the station. Talked j with Morgan himself. Told him I 1 was going to meet you at the train. He said that the arm had been set and that outside of howling for you the kid’s all right.” “Oh, Willis, you are. a darling!” Nan ducked her head swiftly and laid her Ups against the tanned hand that was gripping the steering wheel. j “Don’t do that!” Willis command--led sharply. They did not speak again until his car swept up to the curb before the Morgan home. Then, “I’ll wait out here for you, honey,” Willis said. She understood that it was intolerable to him to see her—whom he loved so devotedly—with the r ian whom she loved even more devotedly and hoplessly. a a it ESTELLE opened the door. Good evening. Miss Nan. Dr. Black and Mr. Morgan are up in Curtis' room now Curtis has been crying for you ever since he got hurt.” Nan hurried upstairs, then hesitated for a moment, unnoticed, in the doorway of the room which she had transformed from an overdecorated nursery into a “regular boy’s” room. A uniformed trained nurse bent over thA bed in which Curtis lay. his splintered and bandaged left arm propped upon pillows. Dr. Black and John Curtis Morgan, both with their backs toward the door, stood at the foot of the bed. joking for the benefit of the petulant httle patient. “I won’t, have a nurse, either!” Curtis shrilled, slapping at a white linen sleeve with his uninjured hand. “Nana said T didn't, have to have a nurse any more I m too big to have a nurse. I want Nana to stay with me!” “Hello. Man-child'” Nan sang out. huskily from the doorway “So this is the way you behave when I go to the capital to take my bar examinations!” “It’s Nana!” Curtis shouted sitting bolt upright in bed and looking heartbreakingly pale and dizzy from the effort. “Father, you and Dr Black go off and tell your old jokes somewhere else. I want to tell Nana all about my accident. Nobody’s going to tell her but me!” "Hello, junior partner!” Morgan put his arm about her shoulders and drew 1 the girl close to him. with frank affection, as he turned to Dr. Black. “Doctor, isn’t she a ridiculous mite to be a law’yer? All our finest young men will be committing murder for the pleasure of having the prettiest little lawyer in the state to defend them. You ought to be disbarred for that reason alone, Nan Carroll!” “Aw, Nana, make ’em go away! so I can tell you about my accident!” ! Curtis implored disgustedly. “Maybe,” the nurse contributed, in the professionally arch tone that so j many nurses use toward small j patients, “this bad little boy will i go to sleep if he can tell his sweetheart all about his accident.” Curtis let out a how'J of indignation. “Nana ain’t my sweetheart! She’s—she’s my ‘parent pro tem, ’cause I heard my teacher, Miss Anderson, say so to the principal. She said, ’Better take that up with Miss

and why she had killed her husband. He told, too, of a ’’shotgun’’ wedding in Tennessee. The funeral of a Chicago gangster. A juror's story of the balloting in a murder trial. A chorus girl's slangy, unadorned account of how she had defended her virtue and why. How an illiterate farm woman had sent her boy to college, and her amazing reward. The story of a side-show freak. r Stories without beginning and without end. so that Crystal's cheeks burned with a fever to know more about each life of which Colin Grant had given a glimpe. But it was as if he said to her; “I can’t an’swer the questions, ’Why?’ and ‘What happened then?’ I can only tell you some of the things I’ve seen ’on my w'ay.’ “They are neither pretty nor ugly, sad or happy. They are life, and if you don’t like them I don’t give a hang.” His book had made her love Coi lin Grant more fiercely than ever. She knew that if she did not marry him, she never would marry any one. And—he was “on his way.” The very title for his book was another warning to her. The next morning she was at the Press offices at 7:30, so that she might not miss seeing him. (To Continued.)

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Nan Carroll. She’s Curtis’ parent pro tem.’ What’s a parent pro tem, Nan?” B B B NAN could have kissed the nurse for the delicate diplomacy which made her engage both the father and the doctor in conversation while Curtis was still shouting his explanation. Her face was flaming as she drew up a chair to the , .njiired boy’s bedside, but when the | door closed upon the three whom ! Curtis had ordered out of the royal j presence she bent and kissed him j with the passionate love of a | mother, rather than like a “parent I pro tem.” j “Little Pat’s a hero, Nana,” Curi tis began eagerly, holding fast to her 1 hand, “like ‘The boy stood on the burning deck.’ But he ain’t dead. Both his legs got broke, and only one of my arms, and Cop wasn’t hurt at all. In the story books the dog always gets killed saving his little master, but, I'm glad Cop didn't get killed.’’ Nan let him talk on. telling her the w-hole story, “hind part before,” but sometimes hr-r attention wandered. so that Curt's scolded her petulantly. She was reliving, over and over, that precious minute when Morgan had drawn her close, his arm about her shoulders; then, with sickening embarrassment, that other minute when Curtis’ amazing designation of her had been hurled like a bomb into the room. What was he thinking?” “You’re not. listening again, Nana.” Curtis complained, but his voice was dragging with drowsiness. Can I go to the hospital t.o see Little Pat? And take Cop? Can I, j Nana? Can I?” i “Yes, yes,” Nan promised rashly. Then because his hand w as dragging ; at her shyly, she knelt down beside I his bed and laid her hot cheek I against his pale cheek until he was l round asleep. a b a a TAN slipped out of the house It! without saving good-night to her employer. From the hall she heard the masculine ramble of what seemed to be a, very- earnest conversation which she had no inclination at all to interrupt. She found Willis Todd patiently waiting for her, and the glow of his rigaret, was strangely comforting to the overwrought girl. “The kid all jright, honey?” Willis asked gently as she climbed into the seat beside him. “Yes . . . Oh. Willis, what an awful fool I’ve been!” She slumped into a forlorn little huddle and began to sob gaspingly against his coatsleeve. “Who says so?” Willis challenged. “I do!” Nan sobbed. “Oh, Willis, Willis! Why didn’t you take me when I said I’d marry you?” “I’ve often wondered myself,” Willis Todd answered gruffly. “Just selfish, I suppose. I wanted you to be crazy in love with me as I am with you. It never happens that way, I suppose. One always loves more than the other. Morgan and his Iris—sorry, honey!—you and I—you and Morgan! Heigh-ho, darling! It’s a great life—if you don't weaken. And I've weakened—so have you! “Will you try it with me now. Nan? I’m licked. I’ll take what I can get and be thankful for that. Maybe it’s better to be privileged to devote your life to the person you love than to be a hog about romance, which doesn’t wear any too well, if the cynical young poets are to be believed, as well as the evidence of our own eyes— ’ Nan giggled through a sob. “That sentence is becoming terribly involved, dear, and so i3 the sentiment! But—l know what you mean. You are a darling, Willis!” “Then—will you?” "I want to, Willis,” Nan confessed miserably. “I want to—with all my common sense and all my weak feminine yearnings to be protected and pampered. But—it’s too late now, Willis, dear. All my heart’s gone clear out of my body to—another man and—his child. They do need me so and I’m not unhappy—all the time. In fact,” and she sat up determinedly and dabbed away her tears, "I’m so happy most of the time that I’m in mortal terror that something will happen to take what I have away from me.” st b a TTHE next morning, after more sleep than she had hoped to get, Nan Carroll took up her temporarily neglected duties in Morgan’s offices. It was good to have to work like a whirlwind, nice to be teased by Evans and Blake about her prospective status as a “flapper lawyer.” ‘•You’ll have to grow' anew crop of hair and straddle that babyish nose of yours with a black-ribboned pince nez,” Blake told her. Even grumpy old Evans had his jokes, addressing her ponderously as "Attorney Carroll.” It was into this genial atmosphere of work and just that John Curtis Morgan stepped at 10 o’clock, accompanied by old Judge Jennifer retired from the bench these twenty : years, but still practicing law. Morgan, who was only 36, in spite of his eminence in the profession, had begun his career as a very humble clerk in Judge Jennifer’s offices fifteen years before, and the two were more like father and son than anything else. (To Be Continued.)

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