Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 105, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 September 1929 — Page 11
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THIS HAS HAPPENED HELEN PAGE f(*elf unhappy when thy <?ir!s at thy hoarding school tease hyr about giving up dancing and parties and being Miss Simplicity just to please her handsome guardian. LEONARD BRENT with whom they accuse her of being in love. And her roommate calls hr a fool after they see him at. the Ritr one dav with another woman Realizing her school-girl infatuation for him. Brent exarts her promise to do anything he asks her to day. and says he will tell her about her parentage after she graduates. One dav Brent spies a gold locket on a beggar who has fallen in an alley. He bends over to take the locket and hears mumbled words which cause him to try to save th“ old man. But he dies before Brent can verify any dates or facts except that his name is CHARLES OWENS NELLIN: that his wife is dead and that he has hidden his daughter from her wealthy grandfather. CYRIL K. CUNNINGHAM, of Yonkers. _ Posing a.s a newspaper man searching for story material. Brent learns much about the history and habits of the ercentrir pld millionaire from the corner gossip who mils him that the daughter ned eloped with Nellin and the father had disinherited her. He had heard that the mother was dead, but did not know where the child Evangeline was. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY!
CHAPTER VTTI BRENT regarded the lodging house proprietor with avid interest. •‘No?" he said, in response to the man's statement that Nellin or Owens, as he knew him, would not again frequent his sleeping plac?. “Has anything serious happened?” “Oh. not so very. The old fellow's better off. You'll find him down at the morgue." Brent was not prepared for this and plainly showed his surprise in his expression, but he thought fast before speaking and his voice was level, almost cold when he said: “Well, no doubt he was not the roan I'm looking for and. after all, it’s not of any great importance. Just an old fellow I'm interested in. Sorry to have troubled you." "No trouble at all." the other assured him. “So." Brent reflected on his way back to his hotel. “Nellin was using his middle name, Owens. Lucky break for me." Ht did not feel that it was necessary to go to the morgue and have a look at Owens’ body, but on second thought he decided it was better to do so rather than leave the matter a stone unturned. And when he had viewed the body and allayed all doubt that Owens was indeed Charles Nellin he felt in his mind, felt that his plans were strengthened by the permanent removal of Nellin. There was scarcely a chance, now. that Cunningham or his attorney. Greaves, would learn of NelJin’s death. There had been a few tilings more that he wanted to know about the Cunningham heiress and the musician. But he satisfied himself by relreshing his memory with the tale Nellin had told him the night before. a a a OUT of the moreue. and breathing much easier, he put down a note or two of major interest and trusted the rest to memory. The age of the Nellin offspring fitted splendidly into his scheme. A year younger than Helen. No need to jot it down. And fortunately, from all he could learn. Cunningham was not in possession of precise information concerning the birth of the child. A year's difference in the age that it wculd suii Brent's purpose to give the girl was not likely to be questiored. But whatever risk there was had to be taken. Helen's age could not be changed without arousing her suspicion or at least drawing forth questions from her. Brent settled this point in his mind without hesitation and also decided to see Helen as soon as possible. It would be necessary, now that his plans were changed, to start undoing the campaign he had been at pains to conduct in the past—his campaign to win Helen to unswerving allegiance to him and blind acceptance of his wishes. He had been highly satisfied with it but he foresaw that it was going to be a bit difficult to make his past attitude fit the on? he must assume for the present. But that, again, war a hazard that he must accept. No game worth playing was without riskr and hazards, in Brent's opinion Helen, when he surprised her by coming unannounced, welcomed him with delight. His manner toward
her was just a shade more familiar than before. But he said nothing to her then of the story he meant to tell her when she graduated. As that event loomed nearer Helen grew radiant with expectancy and happiness. Brent gradually had dropped all aloofness in exchange for a manner that Helen believed promised the fulfillment of her dreams. She felt herself displacing all other interests in his life. Together they would travel all over the world, and whether that glorious day ever dawned on which he would tell her with new meaning, that he loved her, she never could be unhappy again. She went through commencement in something of an emotional daze. And when at last she was seated beside Brent and on her way to New York, out of school, with a world of romance ahead of her, she felt unbidden tears stealing into her eyes. But they were tears of joy. Brent sensed that she was struggling to suppress her emotion. He took the wheel firmly in his left hand and laid the other over hers where they rested on her smart cord bag. “Happy?" he asked softly. “So happy I'm afraid," Helen answered. “But, my dear, if you only knew what your life really should be like I'm afraid you wouldn’t be able to contain yourself. You have a right to a wonderful heritage, Helen.” a a a HELEN fixed her wides eyes upon him in silent interrogation. So much of her life had been filled with mystery and she had been so thoroughly drilled not to ask questions that she did not think to take advantage of the change in the man who had been responsible for her training, and "oice her questions. “But. first,” Brent went on, “before I tell you about that, I must explain to you, Helen, that I’ve been keeping something from you. Something about myself.” Helen caught her breath in sudden dismay. There was a solemn, heavy note in Brent's voice that frightened her. “I've led you to believe that I needed you," he said, and then, as though he were compelled against his will to complete his confession, he hastened to add: “Because I couldn't bear to think that you might grow away from me. “I guess I wanted to be the only man in jour life. Helen, and I thought I could do it by making your will subservient to mine.” Helen continued to stare at him, all but speechless. “But Leonard had cut her off. Besides, she was at a loss for words. “But I can't go on with that.” Brent avowed. “In fact I haven't been thinking along those lines for some time. You've noticed a change in me. haven't j'ou?” Helen nodded, “A great change,” she said softly. “There are two reasons for it,” Brent told her. “First, there is my promise to you to tell j-ou about your mother and father when you graduated from school. “Frankly. I was struggling eternally with the temptation not to tell you at all and to let you believe that I was the only person you had to turn to when you left school. But that is impossible now. even had I decided to deceive you.” He paused, and managed to look forlorn and troubled. a a a LEONARD!” Helen cried. “There Isn't anj'one but j’ou!” Brent shook his head. “That is not all, my dear," he said dejectedly. I haven't even such right as I had before to lie to you. You see. I've met with bad luck on the market. ’ Helen broke in with a cry of sympathy but Brent's confession flow ed on. “Oh. I haven't lost everything." he exclaimed with a touch of weariness. “B.ut I've not enough left to live as I had planned, traveling about with you, keeping up the farce of being j-our guardian, while all the time. ...” His voice seemed to choke with the poignancy of his feeling. He slumped a little in his seat and resolutely set his face straight ahead. Helen's heart, ached with sympathy for him, but not so much that
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she could feel the happiness that a part of his confession caused tc well forth from it. He had never talked to her before like this, never intimated that he was desperately in love wtih her. “I'm sorry,” she said breathlessly, “for your sake, Leonard, but we don’t have to go traveling to be happy.” She smiled at him wistfully, appealingly, but he did not turn to look at her. “I could not possibly make up to you what you would lose if I kept you in ignorance of your birthright,’’ he said sharply. “You may not be able to obtain it, but I’d never forgive myself if I deprived j T ou of the opportunity to seek it.” “Leonard!” Helen protested, “you're talking in enigmas. Tell me what it means.” For a while Bernt did not speak. Then he said very quietly: “Yes, I will.” (To Be Continued) CITY AIRPORT TERMED ‘ATROCIOUS’ Councilmen Also Bombard Markers on Streets. Airport markers on Indianapolis streets are “atrocious,” in the opinion of several city councilmen, who are seeking to obtain enforcement of the regulation requiring that the city plan commission approve street signs. Councilman Herman P. Leiber informed councilmen of the "unattractiveness” of various signs which are permitted along city streets. “You can point them out everywhere.’ Lieber said. Edward W. Harris, council finance chairman, said the council is willing to reappropriate the $5,000 voted to buy rubber “stop” signs if the police department will buy a uniform metal sign to mark preferential streets. FIVE NEW SIGNALS TO BE INSTALLED North Meridian to Get More Visible Traffic Lights. Five electric stop signals on North Meridian street between Ohio and St. Clair streets will be equipped with new type traffic lights, Fred W. Connell, safety board president, announced today. The new lights will be lower than the present ones and more easily seen, Connell said. William B. Griffis, city electrician, was ordered to install electric signals at Tw'enty-fifth street and College avenue; Thirieth and Clifton streets and Raymond and Shelby streets.
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Early the following morning, the men in the cabm were awakened by the booming of a cannon. Ciayton rushed out and saw two vessels ljlng in the harbor. One was the Arrow—the other a small French cruiser. Quickly he ran to light the pile of wood he kept in readiness.
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As it beached, a j’oung officer stepped out. Quickly Claj’ton told their storj-, ending with Jane's abduction. Lieutenant d'Arnot then narrated the capture of the Arrow, how it had in heavy seas many daj-s, without water or food until all but two of the mutineers were dead.
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The sight that met the Frenchman's .eyes as they clambored over the ship's side was appalling! Dead and dying rolled upon the pitching deck. Two of the corpses appeared partially devoured. Hunger had changed the mutineers to wild beasts. The sole survivor told the whole ghastly tale to the French commander.
—By Edgar Rice Burroughr
The cruiser then sought the little camp. By the time the two parties had narrated their several adventures, the cruiser's boat returned with supplies and arms. With twenty sailors, Uv*y set off upon that hopeless and ill-fated quest into the untracked jungle to find the stolen girl.
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