Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 249, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 February 1930 — Page 9

FEB. 26, 1930

OUT OUR WAY

REG. U. S. PAT. OFF.

Romance by LAURA LOU BROOKMAN

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE (Continued.) “Hello. Tony,” she said. The other girl raised her cigaret to her lips and blew a curling wraith ox smoke ceilingward. “Where’ve you been?” she asked bluntly. "I've been—away!” “Oh! Well, it’s awfully nice to see you again, darling. Be with us for dinner, I suppose?” Did Tony Knight know what torture it was for Judith to answer that question? “No,” said the other girl. “I won’t be here. Im leaving.” “Oh. Im so sorry! Why, father, isn’t this a shame to think thrt Judith’s just came back and now she’s leaving again? Can’t you persuade her to stay?” Tony moved to where her father stood and drew his arms about her. Her dark head came only a little above his shoulder. From this position she glowed at Judith. “I think—Judith knows what she wishes to do,” Arthur Knight said stiffly. "Oh. of course." Judith Knight looked about her. The traveling bag she had brought was still standing in the hall. “Good-by,” she said thickly. She went into the hall, picked up the bag and rushed out of the house. Without a single backward look she ran down the walk and disappeared down the street. # # # ONCE again Judith was on a train. The car jogged and rumbled, but the girl took no notice. Her eyes were glued on the window, though Judith did not see the landscape they were passing. One or two of the passengers looked at her curiously. So it was all over now! She had entered Arthur Knight’s life mysteriously. and as mysteriously she was leaving it. Some day, years ahead perhaps, she would be able to look back on what had happened and understand. She could not understand now. She could not even think. The guard called a station, lifting his raucous voice above the clatter of the train. Judith shook herself. What was the name of this place? She glanced out of the window. No—they were not more than half way to their destination. She kept hearing Arthur's voice over and over again as he said, “It is perfectly obvious now that our marriage was a mistake." That was the thing that never could be erased! He had not given her even a chance to explain. He had seemed to know—everything. She was condemned. Tears that would not be held in abeyance longer trickled down Judith’s cheek. She brushed them aside roughly with a gloved hand. It was horrible to make herself a public spectacle. Oh—what did she care about the public or who saw her now! What did she care about anything? Judith turned her head sharply toward the window. They were traveling underground now. Before long they would arrive at the station. She fumbled for a handkerchief and dried her eyes. The train slowed and halted. Presently it moved forward again. Lights blinked and the tunnel became lighter and branched into tiler tunnels. Now they were drawing into the station. "All out!" called the guard. Judith picked up her bag. The aisle filled with passengers, slowly edging toward the door. Judith stepped out into the railway station end went up the stairs, it was a long climb. At last she reached the street. The big station clock pointed to 6:10. Already dusk and the shadows of towering buildings hovered over the street. "Taxi! Taxi, Miss!” A streaming of cabs issued out into the already crowded thoroughfare. Men, women and children passed the girl, heading in half a dozen directions. "WHAT am I doing?” Judith asked herself. “What am I thinking of?” She had been moving uncon-

sciously. Now she halted abruptly. There was one thing, and one thing only, for her to do. With set lips Judith turned and made her way down into the subterranean maze of the big station again. She went through the subway gates and paused on the platform for the downtown express. Trains thundered to right, and left of her. The long express slowed and stopped. Judith entered the train. There were no seats and the aisle was crowded with strap-hangers. She set her traveling bag on the floor and wedged in between two other passengers Men and women crowded in behind her The train rumbled forward. She got off at fourteenth street and climbed to the entrance of the stairway. There her strength was spent. There were only a few blocks now. but she signaled a cab and gave the driver the address. Judith sank back into the seat and closed her eyes. “This the place, lady?” The taxi had. halted and the driver had slid the glass door back which separated chauffeur and passenger. “Yes,” said Judith, "this is the place “ She stepped from the cab. handed the driver his fare and went up the steps of the brick building. Without ringing the bell, she entered. The hallway was dark, odorous and like a hundred other boarding house hallways. The ceiling was high with an old-fashioned, mirror build into the wall. Directly ahead was a long, circular stairway. Judith trudged up the stairs. Before a door on the second floor, rear, she paused and knocked. “Yes—who is it?” A man's lusty bass answered the knock. A moment later the door Was thrown open. “Judith!” Sobbing, the girl felt herself drawn into strong, protecting arms. "Oh, Dan—” she murmured, “I’ve come back and I’m going to stay—always!” CHAPTER FORTY-SIX THE man’s arms tightened about the girl. “Don’t, Judy,” he begged. “Please don’t cry!” He stroked her hair gently. Judith clung to him. “Oh ” she murmured between sobs, “It’s all been so—dreadful Dan. I had to come to you. I couldn’t stand it any longer!” “Here—let’s sit down. Everything’s going to be all right again. You mustn’t cry this way, Honey. Please—!” There was a dubious-looking, faded divan across the room. Dan led her toward this, seated himself beside the girl and slipped an arm around her. All the while he was comforting her with soft, endearing phrases. The strain had snapped and with it had gone Judith's reserve strength. For several minutes she verged on hysteria. Gradually she became quieter. She lay still In Dan's arms and her sobs ceased slowly. Finally she raised her head and looked at the young man. "Dan —you’re so good to me!” He procured a large white handkerchief ar.d handed it to the girl. Judith wined away the teardrops which still stained her cheeks. "Now then —cold water and you’ll feel better.” Dan disappeared behind a screen at the end of the room where there was a lavatory. He came back with a cloth moistened in cold water. Judith held this to her eyes. "I’ll be all right now,” she murmured. "Please don’t bother—” Then she stood up and let him help her off with her coat. The felt hat she tossed aside on the divan. “It’s all over!” she told him brokenly. “I’m never going back again. Arthur said—he said our marriage was a failure!” “Listen. Judy, don’t try to tell me about it now. Wait until you feel better. Had anything to eat?” Judith shook her head. “But I’m not hungry,’ she added quickly. “I couldn't eat. Really I couldn’t." “Well—you’re going to just the same! Listen, you plaster some pow-

—By Williams

der on your nose and put your hat back on and out we go to Louie’s.” “No, Dan—really I couldn’t possibly—!” He clapped a hand on her shoulder. “See here, young woman, who do you think is boss here?” Judith very nearly kept her word. When they had reached the restaurant and were seated at a table she tried to choke down food because she knew Dan wanted her to. It was a painful effort. “LOUIE’S” was one of the innumerable Italian eating places where the bill of fare lists spaghetti dishes as well as steaks and chops and half a dozen varieties of American desserts. They sat at a table for two and the young man addressed the waiter as though their acquaintance was of long standing. There was a haze of smoke in the room The diners were beginning to thin away from the tables. Not half of the places were filled. Judith tried to eat the soup. She tasted it, took another mouthful, then put down the spoon. “Dan,” she said, trying to keep her voice firm. “I don’t know what I'm going to do. I tried—oh, I tried so hard!” “Listen, Kid. you know how I feel about this. Well—leave the worrying to me. Besides, you're in no condition to talk now.” Most casual observers would have said the young man across the table was good-looking. His hair and eyes were dark brown. The cast of his face was slender, something like Judith’s. The mustache he wore added age to a distinctly youthful face. He had a straight nose, broad lips which suggested humor, but his eyes were serious. “You're not eating anything,” he complained. “I’m trying to eat.” “How about coffee? Wouldn’t you like come coffee now?” Judith agreed. She must bolster up her strength somehow. Perhaps coffee would help. The young man ate heartily. He told Judith it was fortunate she had come just when she did. “Ten minutes more and I’d have been gone!” he said. “You timed things just right, Judy.” Then he saw that this brought the troubled look back into Judith’s eyes. Immediately he tried to turn her mind from herself. There was an interesting new smuggling case in the evening newspapers. Dan had read the story and related how several unnamed social celebrities were believed to be operating with underworld characters in bringing fabulously priced jewels into this country. The girl tried to listen. Her head ached and the coffee did not relieve her nerves. She barely tasted the dessert. When she saw that Dan had finished she said: (To Be Continued) ..

THE BEASTS OF TARZAN

Ruefully, Tarzan watched the apes with Sheeta in their lead plunge headlong toward the jungle. A half-sad smile curved the lips of the ape-man as he watched them go. “Goodby, my friends,” he murmured. “You have been good and faithful allies, and I shall miss you.” “Will they not return?" asked Jane at his side. “They may and they may not,” replied the ape-man. “I hardly know what to expect of them now.”

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

SAY, YVONETTE~~IF BROTHER I WAS GONNA DRIVE A CAR BILLY GETS BACK B'FORE I OVER AN' MEBBE TAKE MY DO, I'M OUT, SEE! BOY NUMBER OUT RIDIN'~~ BUT, THAT'S OUT! HE COULD IS TRACE THE LICENSE NUMBER THIS AN' FIND OUT WHO I YOUNG AN' THAT WOULDN'T DO DO I HATE NOT TELLIN' BILLY ANYTHING HIT'S MIGHTY MARK MY HIVE A GOOD QUEER, HIF Y'ASK ME, THE MEBBE SHE'S WORD, GOOD MIND, T'DO A LOT OF SILLY EXPLAINING—AN' WAY SHE SKIPS IN THRE'S TO TELL OF OFF THIS WAY, LOVE SOME- THE TH MIGHT NOT UNDERSTAND WITHOUT TELLING THING MASTER KIND UNDERSTAND HANYONE WHERE BACK HABOUT

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

OHH= MY NICE KITTY AW- THEY WON'T W-WELL, I GUESS MEBBE SO= BUT WHAT GONE~BOOHOO=MEBBE HURT IT, PATSY= YOU'D FEEL BAD WOULD YOU DO IF IT THOSE NASTY OLD DOGS YOU SHOULDN'T TOO IF IT WAS DIED? YOU WOULDN'T HAVE EATEN IT UP... LOVE YOUR KITTY YOUR KITTY!! EVER SEE IT BOO TOO AGAIN THEN!! HOO

WASHINGTON TUBBS II

HEY, YOU! PUT DOWN THEM BARRELLS, HANG YOU FOR A COWARDLY, I SAID, OR I'LL COME DOWN THERE AND YELLA PUP, BULL DAWSON! YOU BEAT THE TAR OUT O' YOU. AINT GOT THE NERVE TO STEP DOWN HEAH ALONE AND UNARMED YOU CRAZY FOOL! WANT TO GET A KNIFE

SALESMAN SAM

LOOKS LIKE THESE BIRDS ARE FORGETTIN' THEY'RE PIGEONS AN' WANT TA BE ROOSTERS THEY LIKE NUTS, YA KNOW, SAM— EY'RE PIGEONS KNOW, SAM—

MOM’N POP

WHAT! YOU HAVEN'T YOU'VE GOT THE CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HEARD? WELL, SURPRISE OF YOUR LUCKY STIFF. SOME GUYS WAIT 'TIL YOU LIFE COMING TO GET ALL THE BREAKS SEE MOM YOU BOY, I WISH I WAS IN YOUR SHOES!!

“You see.” he continued, “they have been ill at ease since they were forced to accept so many human beings into their confidence. Mugambi and I alone affected them less, for he and I are. at best, but half human. You, however, and the crew are far too civilized for my beasts. It’s you they are fleeing. Probably they feel they can't trust themselves In the vicinity of such good food without helping themselves to a mouthful by mistake.”

—By Martin

HEY, WE GOT ENOUGHT PETS AROUND GIMME A CHANCE TA HERE NOW! WHERE TH' HECK ARE GET IN AN' I'LL SHOW YA GONNA KEEP THOSE BIRDS? YA, GUZZ!

Jane laughed. "I think it is you they are fleeing. Like little children they are delighted to escape from the zone of parental discipline. Well, if they do come back, I hope it won’t be by night!” For two hours after landing the little party stood watching the burning ship which they had abandoned. Then there came faintly to them across the water the sound of a second explosion.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

HEY, MISTA MAJAH~~DAT JAP UM-M~~HARR-RUMF-F~ VALET YO' HAD WUKIN' FO' YO' KAFF- KAFF~ PATCH DURING MY ABSENSE, SHO' DID THEM UP, NEGLECT YO' WARDROBE!~~ I'VE BEEN SITTING MY ~~ JES' LOOK AT DESE IN ON A LOT OF YERE MAWNIN' PANTS OB YOURS ~~ DIRECTOR'S MEETINGS ~~ DEY NEEDS A PATCH RIGHT NOW! THIS MONTH! ~~YES~~ ~~ MA VALET DOIN'? ~~MUSTA BEEN THROWIN' ~~ I'LL MASTER THE "BONNIE BLUE BELLS HIMSE'S AROUNF HERE IN JO-JITZOO, OF SCOTLAND" ON INSTEAD OB PLYING TH' NEEDLE! OF MY ME~ HE DID YOU MEND

OH, YES I WOULD-- THEY DO!! THE BIBLE SAYS I'D SEE IT IN OH, NO YOU THE PROMISED LAND IS FLOWING HEAVEN!! WOULDN'T= ANIMALS WITH MILK AND HONEY AND, IF DON'T GO TO THERE ARE NO ANIMALS, WHERE HEAVEN LIKE DO THEY GET THE MILK? PEOPLE REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. ©1930 BY NEA SERVICE, INC.

YELLER, AM I? BLAST YOU, DID YOU HEAR HIM? HE SAYS I;LL HAVE YOU PUT IN IRONS FOR I'M YELLER! HE SAYS I DASSN'T SHO YOU I'LL SHOW HIM! SURE YOU WILL! SURE! YOU'RE JUST THAT YELLA! YOU'LL BRING YOUR CREW AND HAVE THEM DO IT. YOU'RE AFRAID TO COME ALONE!

HOIST A COUPLE FOR HUM. SOMETHING ME WHEN YOU GET DOWN HAPPENED. THAT'S CERTAIN THERE, POP! PRETTY I WONDER WHAT IT COULD BE? SOFT FOR YOU, I BETTER LEG IT FOR HOME BOY!! AND FIND

NEA SERVICE, INC. REG. U.S. PAT. OFF

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

The Kincaid settled rapidly almost immediately thereafter and within a few minutes sank forever from the sight of man. The second explosion they knew was from the bursting boilers but what had caused the first was a subject of considerable speculation among the stranded company. And Paulvitch. the one who could have solved the mystery, from far down the coast likewise saw the vessel sink—and believed his revenge accomplished.

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