Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 181, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 December 1929 — Page 12

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OUT OUR WAY

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When JacoueiiiH Bon'i-ii. f movie star, returns to the little town in ♦hlcli she had nr own up. rj.„eu mn.Beld 1* filled with dissatisfaction. Hi' i# itudvlnir medicine preparing to follow the steps of his father, a hard-working doctor. Howell’s I’ather. Ilreci and overworked, dies of pneumonia Howell, hitter and rebellious against such sacrifice, deeides to leave medical school and go to Hollywood. there to win quick wealth In the paovte game. On the train he meets hii older woman, who rails herself "Le.mble 1 and offer- him friendship In Hollywood. Howell finds himself a room and goes to the Bince Stuum. Where a. course is offered for movie actors. CHAPTER FIVE (Continued! j "Tftat doesn't mean, however, that \ every one who takes the free screen test is admitted as a student here. This school is conducted with the view of developing talent for the motion picture industry.” "It isn't overcrowded then?” Howell inquired, hopefully. “It depends on what you mean by that. It is woefully overcrowded [with ignorance and incompetence. I What the movies need are men of iyour type. ; “Now if you'll be willing to help ime with this analysis Mr. Sheffield. Idon't think me pertinent will jyou? These questions must be an.swered before Mr. Bince can accept you as a pupil. Where did you cme from, who told you about our i-studio, have you over appeared in [motion pictures before, what is your j business, if any, where do you live plow, what is your income, and finally, how much are you willing {to sacrifice to become a motion picture actor?” a a a A LMOST bewildered by his own UV good fortune. Howell told him everything. s “You say your father left a $lO,I*) life insurance policy?” s'*Yes, but I don’t intend to use jy ~of it, That’s one reason I’m I’hanging my profession. I don’t |want to use my mother’s money.” | “Who paid your expenses out fjere?” I “Mother did. but I intend to pay lliat back.” j “Os course! I’m glad to see you lave such a high sense of honor. Yow. Mr. Sheffield. I’m going to be frank with you. If you wish to take : <idvantage of it you have a chance lor a wonderful career. By the way, H|M* blinked a good deal in that Did the lights bother you?”’ |iSli little.” Howell admitted, jigt would take time, of course, but can eventually be overcome, n point is this. There is a great Ulßire in the picture business for Bwone with brains. Mental types HSre than beauty are what we’re Hiking for. And, Mr. Sheffield, that neans you." Howell flushed and straightened is tie. “It's awful good of you to say o. I had thought I might have ome difficulty. . . .’’ “Difficulty? My dear fellow, you ouldn't get into a studio in Hollyrood without training. Go over to lentral Casting and try to register here as an extra and see how far oull get.’’ “You mean I'd have to go to fhool for awhile first?’’ “I mean you're lucky enough to art a chance to bo admitted to tiis school. We don’t take everybody. You are the only one chosen rom those tests made yesterday, [urely you arc intelligent enough to realize that nothing of value was Ver obtained for nothing.” “Os course not. but .. . Well, that are your terms? I'll have to Sfciow something definite about tliat iefore I decide.” Sheffield.” Mr. Richard liner's yes man said, sadly. “I'm < afraid you’re not ready yet to dismiss terms. We're not. interested in 3U unless you’re willing to devote ourself absolutely to the cause in hich you are enlisted. "You wouldn't expect to become a octor without a lot of training, ould you?” "Certainly not. but ” "Exactly! Now the question Is not ow much this is going to cast, but ow badly do you want to become motion picture star. Go home and link It over. “You’re being offered an opporinity hundreds of others have egged for. But before we can talk

about terms, you must decide how much you’re willing to sacrifice.” Howell found himself retracing his steps down the corridor, passing the desk, where the beautiful one smiled mechanically and handed him another little card, which read: “Mr. Sheffield, your appointment with the X. Y. Z. Studio is for Jan. 8, 1928, at 2 o'clock.” CHAPTER SIX WALKING away from the X. Y. Z. Studio. Howell considered the situation. He wished Mr. Marsh had been more open about the matter of tuition. Nothing definite had been said as to the length of time it would take to complete the course he offered. One thing, however, was certain. Howell intended to take advantage of the opportunity so miraculously extended. To do so it necessary for him to find a cheaper room, in the neighborhood of the school, if possible. He looked at houses along the way, but saw no signs with the desired information. Finally, assuming more importance than he felt, he stopped in an oil station and asked the attendant if he knew of any place nearby w’here one could obtain board and room. The attendant, who was about Howell's age. smiled. “Want to be right among 'em, huh?” “What do you mean?” “You're trying to get into the movies, aren’t you?” Rather stiffly Howell admitted that such was indeed the case. “Well, don't you know that right up Sunset are a half a dozen studios?” Howell was pleated.. “Oh. really? I haven’t been up that way.” “I thought, of course, when you said you wanted a room in the neighborhood . . “Just at present I’m taking some work at the Motion Picture Schools,” Howell explained, feeling absurdly self-conscious. “Oh, yeah.” He added kindly, "if you're looking for a nice homelike place with good food I guess you can't beat Mrs. Benton’s.” - Following his directions. Howell crossed Sunset and proceeded up a side street for several blocks. He was rewarded by the sight of a good-sized house, set back from the street, with a plain little sign stuck in the front yard, reading, “Mrs. Benton's Cottage.” Fearful that it might prove too expensive, he almost passed by, then summoning his flagging courage. walked to the yellow painted door and rang boldly. How litle we appreciate the symbolism of our own most insignificant acts. Howell rang and the door, opening abruptly, disclosed a , laughing, hazel-eyed girl with red hair. “I beg your pardon,” stammered Howell. “Are you Mrs. Benton?” "Do I look it?” she retorted smiling. “Better try again. She's probably out in the kitchen.” Something in her frank smile and the lilt of her voice made ’lim want to go on talking with her. “I'm looking for ooard and room,” he confided. She adjusted a smart little hat over her flaming hair and tucked a notebook under one arm. "If you can get it here you're lucky,” she said and ran down the 1 steps, leaving him standing before the half-open door. m n ts HE rang again and this time a plum little woman sailed down the hall and floated toward him Mrs. Benton said her rooms were ail taken, but she • might make a place' for him at the table. “I wish you would." he begged. He was hoping to see that laughing. red-haired girl again. And how else would he have tin opportunity! Mrs. Benton considered. “I do have a room, but I don’l know what'-you'd think of it. It’s j over the garage.” 1 “Lead me to it.” laughed Howell That would make great readinj i later in the movie magazines. “Mr Sheffield’s first room in Hollywooc was over a garage.” Nothin; proud” about him I

—Bv Williams

Mrs. Benton explained that it would be cheaper than a room in the house, and it was “modern.” “I’d like to move out here myself, but I find it’s, better for me to stay on the job.” He did not realize the tribute she was paying him when she suggested this room. It was no more plainly furnished than his bedroom at home. The one window looked out toward distant hills, and he rented it instantly. At. dinner, which w>as served on small tables. Howell was introduced to a rather distinguished-looking man and several girls, but “Little Miss Redhed.” as he was secretly calling her. did not appear. Perhaps, after all, she was not one of the regular boarders. He returned to his own quarters vaguely disappointed. There had been a promise of comradeship in her golden eyes. “She has a sense of humor,” he thought. In that intuition at any rate he was correct. A sense of humor was one of Sally Osbourn’s'most priceless possessions. There w’Ould be occasions when Howll was to wish she hadn't quite so much of it. And once—on one dreadful night—the sound of her laughter was to cut like a whip. She appeared, unconcernedly, at breakfast, dressed for the street, with the same notebook under her arm. “Hello!" he said. “So you did get in? How’ do you like us? “Very much.” he replied with an absurd sense of pleasure at the warmth of her voice. In coloring, personality and expression, she was the most vivid person he had ever met. And lief unaffected, amazing friendliness was the most charming quality of all. She sat beside him eating oatmeal with the appetite of a healthy child, and talked incessantly. u m a "AyTY name Is Sally Osbourne. IVJL I’m a reporter. Our paper isn’t the biggest one, but it's a very, very important one. We cater to the laboring classes and print nothing but the truth.” Howell, meeting her laughing eyes could not tell if she w r ere serious or not. He said, gravely, “That's wonderful.” “It is,” she agreed. “But there are so few who appreciate it. That's all about me. Now what about you? You're from the east, aren't you?” “How could you tell?” “We can spot an easterner as soon as we see one.” she replied smartly. “Asa matter of fact, I’m : from Omaha myself. But the proudj est moment of my life was when j I slipped by one of those real estate agents without being offered a ticket for a free ride. Ha._said I, I at last my ambition is realized. I'm being taken for a native.” (To Be Continued)

THE BEASTS OF TARZAN

Two happy years had passed for John Clayton. Lord Greystoke—he who had been Tarzan of the Apes. Yet often it seemed to him that only yesterday he had left the kingship of his savage African warriors and. with his bride, returned to civilization. Here, his great riches from Opar. the golden city, and the charm and beauty of his wife had brought him an enviable position in society.

THE INDIANAPOLIS' TIMES .

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

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SALESMAN SAM

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MOM’N POP

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Who in London’s most exclusive circles could ever have imagined that this handsome, polished nobleman had grown to manhood knowing only the society of savages and jungle beasts? Occupied with the management of his vast estates in Uziri and England, in love with his beautiful wife, and proudly devoted to his little son. life seemed indeed good to the one-time ape-man.

—By Martin

His arch-enemy, Rokoff, had been sentenced to a French military prison. There was not a cloud upon Lord Greystoke’s horizon. Today, as he crossed the channel, he thought again of all this, and his mind recalled many other memories. A sudden longing for adventure and the freedom of his past life in sun-drenched Africa possessed him. though he tried to dismiss these thoughts as unworthy.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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By Edgar Rice Burroughs

This strange restlessness still persisted when late that night he entered the home of his friend in Parts. He had arrived in answer to an urgent summons from Lieutenant d’Amot. After a warm exchange of greetings, the naval officer said: “The entire affair is shrouded in mystery. No one knows how it was All that any one knows is that Nikolas Rokoff has escaped 1” *

DEC. 9,

—By Ahern

—By Blosser

—By Crane

—By Small

—By Tajlor