Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 249, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 February 1930 — Page 7

FEB. 26, 1930.

LEGGE ASSERTS WHEAT PRIGES NOT DISTURBING Provided, Says U. S. Board Head. Farmer Belongs to Co-Operative. H i Scriw'-H'ifnfl '• > ■< •/.</.< >■ Mlianrt WASHINGTON. Fob. 26.—Alexander Lcgce, chairman of the federal farm board, sees nothing to worry about in present low wheat prices. Furthermore. ,he sees nothing which farmers, hould be excited about -providing, of course, they J.re members of co-operative organizations, or that holding wheat at the present, time, they intend to join a co-operative. ■ Leg ye pointed out that farmer mcmcr-rs of co-operatives have received and will continue to receive for the remainder of this season's crop, $1.25 a bushel, Minneapolis ba . , at a time when on the public ■xchanee wheat is selling for far below that figure. ' Pi nty ol storage facilities available so- the grain stabilization corporation in various parts of the country, Le ;o said. While the amount of grain which the Farmers National Grain Corporation has pui the stabilization corporation to date is not large—about five or six million bushels—there is ho -rason ! hy it should stop at that point. Tin' corporation stands ready to buy all co-operative wheat offered.^ Asked whether lie thought the; price of wheat would go down still i further, Lecce said he could not i venture an opinion, and doubted j whether any one could predict accurately what will happen. “We hare not be n attempting toj per the price of wheat —excepting j for the farmer groups on this season’s crop/’ he r aid. Logge indicated that for the farm ! board to cuarantee or attempt to! guarantee a fixed price for all wheat | might re ult in an increased acre- : ago instead of a decrease, and the board is determined that the tie- 1 mcrease must come about. ’' it has, and will not, make any j promises about what it will loan to j farmer co-operative members on • next season's wheat. 'BOY. 14. ACCUSED OF STEALING THREE AUTOS Bicycle Also Declared in Loot of , Newcastle Lad. P Thin k Si< ini NEWCASTLE. Ind.. Feb. 26. Aubrey Utterback. only 14 years old. appears to have readied the end of j a series of escapades, including theft j of three automobiles and a bicycle. | Officials indicate that he will be i sent, to the state hoys school to remain until he is 21. Twice the boy ran away from his home here, having been brought i back from Chicago and Wisconsin, i Deciding he wanted to see Chi- j . cago, the boy aroused the interest j of a Newcastle women’s organiza- j t.on, saying Chicago was his home : and he was without funds to travel. I He was provided with fare. On; arrival in Chicago, police took him > to a detention home where he con- j fossed the hoax and was brought j back to Newcastle. EDGE TO TOUR FRANCE; Industrial Regions Will Be Visited by Ambassador in March. By United Pre*x j PARIS, Feb. 21.—Ambassador i .Walter E. Edge is putting the final ! touches to plans for a month’s tour of France's industrial regions. The pFcrnirr New Jcsey senator hopes to start late in March. The itinerary will take him _ through the rich mining and industrial sections of the north and east, and then,down into the farming and silk districts near Lyons and Marseilles. Alleged Thief Killed B’l Til iti;l I'rt GARY. Ind.. Feb. 26.—Dan Glizer. ,38. refused to obey orders of W. P. Archibald, guard in the Illinois S' e! Company mills at Gary, and | was fatally wounded when he at- ’ tempted to drive away with an ; , automobile load of goods alleged to have been stolen from the mill. A companion, Andrew' Monji, was arrested.

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(Continued From Page 1) suppose you show me some respect, Abbie! “I honestly think parents should respect their children, and then take awfully good care that they themselves are worthy of their children's respect before they demand it.” “Gigi!" Mr. Berkeley commanded sternly, and the girl slumped dejectedly into her chair beside Dundee's. # # # BUT she was not crushed long. In a low, eager voice she challenged her dinner partner: “And I’ll bet you agree with me. Mr. Dundee. You're the only thrillingiy handsome man besides Dad that I ever saw who looked as if lie had sense.” “Thank you. Gigi." Dundee said gravely, using the nickname as she had commanded. “You’re Scotch-Irish, aren’t you? We’re English way back on Dad’s side, and ‘pore white trash’ on mother's. That wouldn’t be bad at all—might be lots of fun, in fact—if Abbie weren’t trying so hard to be ‘society.’ “Of course dad's a born gentleman. Isn’t he precious? I’m nuts on Dad, you know, and it makes Abbie simply wild because I can wind him around my little finger.” “I should think you'd be rather expert at winding any male around your most adorable little finger,” Dundee assured her gallantly. Do you really think so?” Gigi was almost pathetically earnest. “It's terrible to be only 15, and not to know whether you have sex appeal. But I do think I’m going to have quite a lot, don't you? I’ve only tried it out on Arnold—that’s the chauffeur, and he’s disgustingly in love with Doris, the lady's maid—” Dundee did not laugh. “I'm completely bowled over—if that helps.” “Oh, it does, for I’ve been trying to sex-appeal you all evening,” she assured him shamelessly. You see, it's rather hard with Clorinda around. “She's so simply gorgeous, and I'm just a sun-burned, leggy kid . . What do you think of Seymour Crosby?" she added suddenly, her wide, childish eyes of clear topaz blazing up at Dundee. He had been dodging that very question, every time the detective part of his brain had presented it to him. Now he raised his blue eyes and studied Seymour Crosby for the or fourth time, Clorinda’s fiance being at the moment engaged in conversation with Mrs. Lambert. And suddenly it came to him, with a little shock, that Crosby and his fiancee were enough alike to be too closely related for their marriage to be legal. Both were tall and slender and very dark as to hair and eyes. Both looked like thoroughbreds, the product of centuries of blueblooded ancestors. Bat where Clorinda Berkeley was arrogant, Seymour Crosby merely had that indefinable air of pride in birth and position. “If he were not so young. I believe I should characterize Mr. Crosby as ‘a gentleman of the old school’ —and I mean that in the best sense.” Dundee answered Gigi, in all sincerity. Looking at Seymour Crosby, those dark speculations upon the mystery with which he was connected seemed impertinent and absurd. Still— “So young?” Gigi echoed, “He’s 34! Dad’s simply wild—” They were interrupted by Mrs. Berkeley, who was calling: “Clorinda! . . . What is the child brooding over, to make her deaf? Clo-rin-da!” # # # GIGI giggled, and leaned close to Dundee. “Listen to Abbie! Doesn’t she sound exactly like one of the bugle horns on a car? Ta-ta ta-ta!” “You little fiend!” Dundee chided her. but he laughed as hard as he dared. And then he looked curiously at Clorinda Berkeley. “I’m sorry, mother,” she was saying stiffly. “What is it?" “Your Aunt Lily has been trying for ages to attract your attention, darling.” her mother soothed her. “Oh, it’s really nothing. Clorina,” Mrs. Benjamin Smith twittered apologetically. “Ben and I were just wondering if you knew John Maxwell is in town. You remember John Maxwell? But how silly I am! If any one

in Hamilton-remembers John Maxwell, it must be you, Clorinda. Every one was sure you were going to marry him ” “Don’t be an idiot, Lily!” Mrs. Berkeley interrupted sharply, with a venomous glance at her sister-in-law. “Clorinda never was engaged to John Maxwell. It was simply one of those boy-and-girl crashes, wasn’t it, Clorinda darling?” “It was not!” Clorinda said clearly, curtly, her nostrils quivering and her black eyes blazing briefly upon her mother. It was Mrs. Lambert’s exquisite tact which lifted the dinner party out of its nightmarish quality. “Isn’t she precious?” Gigi whispered softly to Dundee. “I simply adore her. When she first came I tried to be exactly like her. but of course, I’m really not a lady, and never can be one, so it was no go. and Tish herself told me to go right on being myself. “She says that in real society you can be as frank and eccentric as you want to be, ’specially if you're a member of the younger generation and it’s just considered a swell line." “Do you want to go into ‘society’?” Dundee led her on. “I suppose I’ll have to,” Gigi replied gloomingly. "For years they have been shooting the works at me —in ritzy schools and camps. “I can ride and shoot and swim and hunt, play tennis and golf, but —I can't spit a curve in the wind,” she added with mock grief. “Say, would you dope it out that Clorinda and Mr. Crosby are in love with each other? “They don’t look it, though Mr. Crosby Is the most chivalrous-act-ing thing I ever saw—and if there's one of those electric currents vibrating between them, like you read about in novels, I can't feel it!” # # # TO himself Dundee admitted: “Neither can I,” but Mrs. Benjamin Smith’s tactless remark explained at least half of the situation. And, undoubtedly, the Berkeley millions explained Seymour Crosby's conduct quite fully. And Dundee was sorry, for he could not help liking that tall, slim, exquisite with the sad, gentle, brown eyes. Gentle? That might be a strange word to appl yto Seymour Crosby, if certain whispered things were true. . . . The butler, at an imperious signal from his mistress, was advancing from the sideboard, with the napkin-wrapped champagne bottle in his hands, when Dundee, to his surprise, saw George Berkeley countermand his wife’s order by a stern and unmistakable gesture. Wickett hesitated and involuntarily looked toward Mrs. Lambert for guidance. Dundee switched puzzled blue eyes to the social secretary and saw her move her silver-crowned head slightly in the negative. Perhaps Mrs. Berkeley had failed to see her husband’s gesture; at any rate, it was upon poor Mrs. Lambert that she opened the vials of her easy wrath. “Obey me Instantly. Wickett! Fill up the champagne glasses all around. And kindly remember in future that I, and not Mrs. Lambert, am mistress of this house! “Of course I realize, dear Mrs. Lambert, that it may be natural for Wickett to forget that you are no longer his employer, but I really must ask you not to forget again!” “Fill mine to the grim, Wickett!” young Dick Berkeley cried, his voice reckless with disgust. "Oh, I hate us all!” Gigi whispered fiercely to Dundee. “How Mother dares speak like that to Mrs. Lambert! I know the poor darling would leave in minute if she weren’t so poverty-poor And Wickett would walk right out, too, if it weren't that he adores Tish. “He was her butler for years and years before she lost all her money, you know. . . . Oh, this is a terrible party, and something tells me it's going to be worse before it’s over!” And Bonnie Dundee silently agreed with her. (To Be Continued.) Death Driver Held By United Press HAMMOND, Ind., Feb. 26.—Wilbur Shanahan, Hammond auto salesman, is held at Lansing, Ill., pending a grand jury investigation of the death of Peter Koey, 40, wealthy farmer living near Munster. killed when his auto was in collision with Shanahan's car. Testimony at the coroner's inquest indicated that Shanahan was intoxicated at the time of the crash.

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