Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 158, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 November 1929 — Page 11

NOV. IZ, 1923.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY MAZIE BROWN writes this story for 1 practice in a story-writing correspondence school course, never intending it to l* published. She intersperses It with notes to her instructor. She is confidential secretary of FRANK SHF.RIDAN wealthy vouns Indianapolis lawyer, whose hobby is the solving of crime mysteries. Sheridan is called in by JOSEPH SMEDLEY. Marion county assistant prosecuting atorney. to find a burglar who has robbed a safe in the Maple road home of WILLIAM OLIVER WILBER. Smedlev is engaged to marry Wilber's daughter. SHEILA. whose cousin. ANDREW MASTERS, is a frequent visitor at the Wilber home. A diary of Wilber's wife, now dead, was stolen from the safe. The diary holds a secret of SHEILA'S birth. Sheridan inserts a SSOO reward want ad in The Times for its return. Andy Masters wants to marrv EDNA ROGERS. Sheila s chum, but is entangled in a love aflair with MERCEDES RIVERTON, a stenographer employed bv his friend HOMER MENTON, an unprincipled criminal lawyer. Andy has run through much of his money and new. dabbling in the stock market, finds himself faring financial ruin He appeals to Homer Menton for a 13.000 loan to tide him over. Menton demands security, and Andv turns oyer stock in his uncle's company. Menton reveals he is in possession of the diary stolen from Wilber s safe. He tells Andy that he. and not Sheila, is Wilber’s legal heir. By playing cleverly upon Andy s resentment against his uncle who once had been his stern guardian. Menton persuades Andy to Join him in a conspiracy to blackmail Wilber Menton then calls in RILEY (RATFACE • MORGAN. the burglar who robbed the Wilber safe, and orders him to repeat the burglary. this time stealing an electrical invention of Wilber's believed to be worth * *°NOW r ‘GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER, SIXTEEN NOTE BY MAZIE BROWN TO HER CORRESPONDENCE SCHOOL INSTRUCTOR: I want to impress upon you again, Mr. Instructor, the absolute necessity of destroying this manuscript after you have read and criticised it. It is painful as well a-s indiscreet to narrate the love affairs of my employer, and I do it only because it is a part of this never-to-be-published story. Mr. Sheridan, as you will see, gets a crush on Edna Rogers. I don't think it is the real thing, because be Is a confirmed bachelor and never has been a lady's man. but it would be just awful if he knew I had said or written anything about his personal affairs. Another thing. I've found out you are wTong in some of your teachings about story-writing. In one of your lessons you say: "To write convincingly an author must have experienced personally the outstanding situations in his story. None can write of love who never has known love. None can describe temptation who never has yielded to temptation." If that is so. this story is not one bit convincing! I hope you haven't the Idea that I vamp men and attend wild parties. Some authors may have to do so to write about, them, but then they haven't had the advantage of close association with a man like Mr. Sheridan. He could construct a whole novel out of the scratch of a pin on a polished table top. It's from him. in his imaginative reconstruction of every detail of the mysteries he investigates that I get my “experience." He would be the greatest novelist in the world if he ever thought of writing. Or he could be a great, actor. He puts himself in the place of the people he is investigating. He talks as they talk, he acts as they act. and when he talks about them to me I sometimes have to pinch myself to remember "he Is not the actual person he is impersonating, it is so realistic. When I sometimes exclaim in wonder, he says: "Dreams. Maizie. are more real than reality.” I hope this explanation has cleared my tharacter with you. a a m FRANK SHERIDAN met Edna Rogers for the first time at the dinner party given by Sheila and her father in honor of the representatives of the Demorel Electric Company, who had come to Indianapolis to investigate Wilber’s invention. Sheridan was a man's man; women were outside of his interests save as psychological studies. He was not attracted by social functions and seldom attended tnem except in the pursuit of his hobby. Despite these infrequent contacts he had remarkable insight into feminine traits and reactions—more than most men—due to his constant study of human nature. But In the gay social world he was looked upon somewhat as a recluse, and Sheila felt quite triumphant in persuading him to be her dinner guest. heila had seated Edna between Sheridan and Andy, with Mrs. Rog-

ers at Sheridan’s right. He was won at once by the old-fashioned charm of the handsome, motherly, elder woman and equally attracted by the modern vivacity of her pretty daughter. Edna was a girl of the type he most admired, a well-balanced mixture of the new and old, quick Wi'tted, given somewhat to piquant slang and not overbound by conservative conventionality, but adaptable to any company, her speech and manner under control of a clever intelligence. The attraction was mutual. Though retaining the nerve of youth spiced with a whimsical humor. Sheridan possessed a more mature outlook than the boys with whom Edna had been associated. A normal girl of 20 and a man of 28 or 30 usually are nearer an equality of understanding than a boy and girl of the same age. Edna found that she could be herself with Frank Sheridan and not be misunderstood; their thoughts seemed to follow the same grooves.

Toward the end of the dinner, Sheridan was neglecting Mrs. Rogers shamefully and Andy was throwing jealous glances in the direction of the man who was absorbing Edna’s attention so fully. However, it was only Andy's vanity that was wounded; his interest ] in Edna was not so much of the heart as of the pocketbook, and he was carrying on an aggressive flirtation with the girl at his other side. Sheila had invited several of her friends as dinner partners for the surplus men. Nor did Mrs. Rogers feel neglected. At her other side was Sheila's father and. as Sheila had predicted, the two took to each other “as ducks to water.” As older folk will,they found common ground and interest in discussing and comparing the past and present. To them the glories of the. “gay 90s" far surpassed the present era of jazz. They were as old friends in a few moments. How strange are the ways of destiny! Here at this little dinner party four lives found new turnings that were to carry them into un-dreamed-of realms. Long afterward Frank Sheridan looked back upon that night and pondered on the trickery of fate! a a a THE dinner was served by a caterer. Out in the kitchen. Clara the Wilber cook, had been dispossessed by the caterer’s chef, but Lena, the maid, was assisting two | soft-footed, biack-clad waiters in ! the dining room service. Clara refused to retire from her domain. Seated in a stiff-backed kitchen chair, she glared upon the I intruders and commented upon their operations with unconcealed j contempt. Lena, as opportunity offered, | slipped out to the kitchen veranda j with choice tidbits from the fegt which she passed on to “her steady,” j who was seated in the deep shadow j ■of a cluster of vines awaiting Lena's ieisure at the conclusion of the dinner. James Westervelt, one of the j Demorel Company experts, gave an 1 exclamation of surprise when Lena made her first entry into the din- ; icg room. i “How do you do. Mr. Westervelt?" | she said rather tremulously, noting his startled recognition. “Lena Swart! How did you get here?” he replied. Addressing | Sheila across the table, he continued, “Lena was a maid in my j home for several years. She left us—let's see—how ago was it. Lena?” "Almost seven, sir." ' “My, my! It doesn’t seem that long. I am glad to see’you so well situated, Lena.” Following the dinner Westervelt found an opportunity to speak to Sheila alone. “It may not be a charitable thing to do,” he said; ; "the girl may be all right now, but she left our employ under a cloud , and I think you ought to know. "Small sums of money and little articles of value had disappeared j and she was dismissed after the ' thefts were traced to her.” “She has been with us several years and there has been no cause | for complaint,” Sheila replied. ! “Ferhaps she learned a lesson in her experience with us,” said Westervelt, end the subject was dropped ; The other DemQrel expert. Samuil Enderby, was accompanied by his

—By Williams

9-year-old son Dick, a bright-eyed, tow-headed lad, who was pounced upon by Sheila and seated at her side at the dinner table. She mothered him to such an extent that Smedley, on the other side, jokingly pretended to be jealous. “Dick is an unusual boy in some ways,” Enderby confided to Sheila. “He has lived all his life in an atmosphere of electricity and is keenly interested in all electrical developments within the capacity of his juvenile mind. “When he heard I was coming to Indianapolis to look into Mr. Wilber's discovery he begged to accompany me. A doting father could not deny him.” Sheila led her feminine guests back to the living room when Wilber proposed that the men accompany him to the laboratory for a demonstration of his invention, Smedley demurred. "I am familiar with it; I’d only be in the way,” he said. “With your permission I'll remain with the ladies.” Sheridan, who was beginning to feel that he could not see too much of Edna, was also about to decline when Wilber said: “You mustn’t desert me, too, Mr. Sheridan. There is something new in the laboratory I want to show you.” Little Dick Enderby eagerly followed the men when Wilber unlocked the door into the laboratory. Wilber switched on the lights and taking Sheridan's arm, pointed to one of the two windows. “That's what I wanted you to see,” he said. “This place ought to be burglar-proof now. They were installed today.” | Heavy iron grills extended from top to bottom of both windows. Wilber went to the safe, opened it, took out the small metal cylinder and placed it between the clips on the bench. Dick Enderby excitedly had crowded close to him. Wilber looked down, smiled and. taking the boy in his arms, stood him on the bench. * “We'll let this young man pull the switch,” he said. “You know how? That one over there.” He pointed to one of a row of large knife switches. The boy nodded. “Turn out the regular house lights as soon as the new lights go on, will you, Mr. Sheridan?” Dicky reached out a hand. At the instant the switch points met the room was flooded with a brilliant light, many times stronger than the previous illumination from a large cluster of incandescent bulbs. (To Be Continued) SANTA’S SHIP DOCKS Forty Tons of Toys Reach U. S. From European Makers. /( "new"'YORK. Nov. 12.—The first big shipment of European toys to provide thousands of American youngsters with Christmas presents, arrived Monday aboard the-' Hamburg American liner New York. Accompanying the forty tons of toys of all descriptions was a shipment of 5,000 canaries.

THE RETURN OF TARZAN

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—By Martin

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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