Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 252, Indianapolis, Marion County, 1 March 1930 — Page 11

MAR. 1, 1930

OUT OUR WAY

TH' BIG YES, THEM KIND YEH-HEH-THEM HOH, CHIEF'S A MAKE SYOU KIND LIKE TO WELL, PURTY GOOD FEEL—WHY KEEP IN CLOSE HOW'S GUY AT TOUCH WITH TH' MEN TH' NEW HEEZ STAN THAT—HE NO DIFFERENT —BUT GO UP AN' BABY HUP ON MAKE TH'N ME— TOUCH HIM AN' JOE? HIZ NECK JUST A YACHT, SEE HOW CLOSE AN PLAY LIKE HE'S A COUPLE OF HE IS WID DE NO BIGGER RAILROADS TOES TH'N YOU. AN A FEW BANKS AN THE REG. U. S. PAT. OFF.

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT (Continued.) She led the way down the hall to the rear room. Dan Cameron folI lowed Knight sulkily. When they were in the room Knight exclaimed: "You're not well—you've been ill!’’ He was staring at the girl. "I’m much better now',” she told him. “It's nothing to worry about.” "Sit down, Judy,” Dan spoke up. He moved a chair for her. Judith took the chair and regarded her husband. "You understand, of course." she said firmly, "that I intend to remain here with Dan.” "But I want you, Judith!” Knight’s tone was moving. "Mr. Knight,” said Dan ‘you can see she isn’t well. I don’t think you've any right to disturb her this way——” Knight turned toward him. "Do you think” he said slowly, “that it is a disturbance to tell my wife that I love her better than anything in the world, that I want to spend the rest of my life trying to make up for mistakes which have hurt her. and that day and night I have grieved for her?” "Arthur!” There was protest, not joy, in Judith’s voice. Knight started as though struck. "Do YOU want me to go?” he said. Judith's lips trembled. "But I've told you I intend to stay here with Dan. We need each other." “Are a brother’s claims above a husband’s?” “Then —you know!” murmured Judith. "I know that I have been miserable and lonely—and I know that I love you -more than you could possibly guess from my blundering mistakes. I know that I want you to come home —” "But—Arthur!” # # # SUDDENLY Judith could not keep back the tears. Knight was on his knees beside her, his arms around her. her head pressed to his shoulder. Rather incoherently he comforted her with soothing, endearing words. Judith sobbed silently. Presently she raised her head. "Arthur.” she said tensely, “you mean—nothing—makes any difference?” "Nothing in the world makes any difference to me now that I’ve found you again!” Dan Cameron was quite out of the scene from then on. Judith and Arthur Knight were in each other's arms, warm kisses on Judith’s lips and throat and forehead, her hands caressing his dear face, both pair of eyes blurred from laughter and tears at the same time. When their ecstasy had calmed. Knight drew his chair close to hers. "Darling." he smiled, "there's so much to say! I came here to talk to you. and now before I've begun I feel that everything's been said." Judith shook her head. "But it hasn't.” she denied. "I want to hear everything. I want to know what you've been doing and how you happened to come here and why—” Here Dan was interested. He came nearer. leaning against the table. "Id like to hear about some of those things myself.” he said. "After all, I'm Judith's brother." "Of course.” said Knight. "I'm looking forward to knowing you a lot better. Cameron. I want to know your father, too.” Judith's eyes grew serious. "How long.” she asked, “have you known about —us?" Knight answered her gaze directly. "Since about the third evening you had dinner with me last November.” "Oh!" The little gasp was involuntary. "It doesn’t sound very gentlemanly.” Knight continued; "but I want you to know the truth. When I realized what you had suddenly come to mean to me. Judith, I did some investigating. “I knew I couldn’t live without you and to know the quickest way I to win you I called in an—er —confidential investigator. I didn't mean to spy, my dear —you believe that,

don’t you? When he made his report you were more than ever the girl I wanted.” "Told you the whole story, did he?” asked Dan. "Why, yes, I suppose so. He told me that you and Judith had come from a little town in Missouri—forget the name—and that your father had been unfortunate enough to be railroaded into a prison sentence, due to mismanagement of a bank. "He made it explicitly clear that the man was the victim of unscrupulous superiors. Naturally I couldn't blame Judith for not caring to mention all this, though I fail to see any reflection upon any of you—or your father. I believe you’re in a rather good office here, aren’t you?” # # # KNIGHT had turned toward Dan. "Oh, I'm not getting much of a salary,” the youth answered, “but there’s opportunity there, all right, if I can make -the grade.” “Of course you can!” Dan blushed awkwardly. "Judith and I,” he floundered—“you mustn’t think we’re ashamed of dad! You see, just about everything we had was cleaned out after the bank failed. "There was enough money to bring us to New York and pay for Judith's business course. One of father’s friends—about the only one who was loyal—got me my Job in the bond house. He was the one who told us not to let the story out. “Judy didn't tell you about it because she thought somehow it might hurt me.” Knight nodded. "I would expect it to be something like that,” he said. "But to think you’ve known all this time!” Judith exclaimed. "It— it makes me feel ridiculous.” Dan Cameron thrust his hand out. "Mr. Knight,” he said, “I’ve thought some pretty harsh things about you. I want to apologize.” Arthur wrung his hand warmly. "Forget about it," he said. “Arthur,” said the girl impulsively, “will you take me to see my father? He’s such a fine man I want you to know him the way I do. There’s another year left before he can—come to see us.” "Of course I'll take you. We'll go next month.” For that he was rewarded by two radiant blue eyes and a squeeze of the hand. mam "BUT I haven't made my apology yet." Knight hastened on, “and it's the most needed.” He hesitated. "I'm an old fool, Judith,” he went on slowly. “You ought to know it by this time. But, you see, I couldn't get the notion that a lovely young thing like you could really care for me. I thought I was doing the right thing in giving you up—to a younger man!”

Reminder Forgetful Slayer’ Given 10 Years for Crime He ‘Overlooked.'

By United Press Moundsville. W. Va., March 1.—The state has allotted its “absent-minded slayer” ten years in prison. Charles H. McCoy killed Houston Branham and forgot how it all came about. McCoy took a dislike to the interior of a restaurant and all its occupants. He vented his ire through the muzzle of a sixshooter. and when the smoke cleared away. Branham was dead. He appeared at a police station and informed the day sergeant there were "a couple of men killed up the street," and that he "ain't sure but what I was responsible.” but he forgot who he shot, how many or why. Two months later he pleaded guilty to second degree murder charges. He vividly remembers the judge's dcree, "Ten years.”

—By Williams

"Oh!” “Yes,” went on Knight humbly, 'I thought—well I thought it was Andy Craig you cared about.” ’How could you!” “Look into my eyes now and tell me you love me,” said Arthur Knight fervently. Judith took his face in her hands. “I love you,” she said simply. It was on the way home that evening in the car that Arthur Knight remembered to tell his wife about Tony’s and Andy’s marriage. The young Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Craig had sailed the day before for France. There was to be a two months’ honeymoon and after that an indefinite post for Andy with the London representative of Hunter Brothers. Knight said he believed the youngsters would be happy. “By the way,” he said, “you and I are going back to Bermuda and finish up that honeymoon. Or would you rather make the trip somewhere else?” From beneath lowered lashes Judith’s eyes flashed an eloquent answer. (THE END) WABASH SENIORS VISIT STATE PARK FOR STUDY New Method Being Tested This Week at Turkey Run. By Times Special CRAWFORDSVILLE. Ind., March 1.— Inaugurating a new method of study for upper classmen, John G. Coulter, vice-president of Wabash college, is at Turkey Run state park with twelve seniors for discussions, explorations and work on these for graduation. This method of offering seniors a respite from the activity of campus life was introduced by Coulter. No other program of a like nature is known to exist. The trip this week is in the nature of an experiment, but if the work outlined is accomplished and the sojourn is profitable the expedition will be made annually and provisions will be made for a greater number of men to go each year. Students at the park are Byron K. Trippet, Princeton; W. Aaron Nyland, Grand Haven, Mich; Joseph E. Tinkham, Hammond; Eugene B. Druley, Royal Center; Kenneth P. Wood, Chicago; Warren Buchanan, Milligan; John J. Henderson, Rockville; Edwin Daniel, New York; E. W. Watlz, Goshen; P. A. McIntosh. Williamsport; Clayton A. Weist, Princeton, and Robert W. Oliphant, Farmersburg. $5,000 Asked for Eye By Times Special MICHIGAN CITY, Ind., March 1. —On behalf of his son Alexander, 12, Andrew Pawlecki has filed suit for $5,000 damages against John Spynieski, whose young son Stanley is blamed for an injury to an eye of the other lad, struck by a shot from an air rifle.

THE BEASTS OF TARZAN

It was Kai Shang, a huge Ce'estial. who himself had murdered the captain of the pearl schooner as he lay asleep in his berth. Then, decked out in that officer's apparel which bore the badges and insignia of authority, the wily Chinaman and his motley band —the scum of the south seaports, had attempted to round the South Atlantic and find a port where they might market their ill-gotten wealth—and no questions asked.

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

DO YOU THINK OF WOMEN'S STYLES NOWADAYS? TAKE I THOUGHT, FOR A MOMENT, THAT WAS S'MATTER —DID YOU YEAH—BOY! BOOTS! IT DID LOOK LIKE HER— GET SOMETHING IN THAT WAS A

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

GAVE YOUR DOG TO THE THERE HE GOES NOW DOG CATCHER, HUH? WELL, THAT NICE DOG IMAGINE HIM DOING HE WENT AN' YOU KNOW WHAT WE NEVER DID ANY SUCH A THING!! GAVE THAT NICE THINK OF ANYBODY HARM TO WITH NO MORE HEAR HOW COULD YOU MYMYMYMY CATCHER? NO! THAN THAT... EVER DO SUCH A THING? YES

WASHINGTON TUBBS II

A KNOCKOUT. HE BREAKS AWAY AND MAKE ANOTHER OF HIS BULL-LIKE RUSHES. EASY SIDESTEPS. AND LAND A TERRIFIC RIGHT TO THE HEART.

SALESMAN SAM

EVERY SKATE I PLAY YOU'LL GET YA HAVEN'T, HUH? ANYBODY'S PUT THEIR SAY, EDDIE, HOW DID "POWDER" LATELY LOSES! THAT WISE SOME WELL C'MERE AN' SHIRT ON THIS HORSE! MAKE OUT IN TH' LAST RACE YESTERDAY? TOUT TOLD ME I DAY! I I'LL SHOW YA AN COULD PUT MY HAVEN'T SEEN EXCEPTION! SHIRT ON "POWDER" TH' NAG YET OPEN I'D PUT MY EVERY DAY

MOM’N POP

'S LITTLE AMY! YES, EVERYTHING IS ABOUT OH! WHY DIDN'T WHO'S GOING TO TAKE NEVER SETTLED. WE DECIDED TO YOU SEND HER CARE OF HER WHILE MIND. YOU SEND AMY TO HER GRANDMOTHER'S OVER HERE? WE'RE GALAVANTIN' ON THIS WEST LEAVE THAT TO ME! BUT IT'S SO FAR AWAY. THEN WE THOUGHT SHE'D BE WE'D HAVE LOVED HAVING

The day before they sighted Jungle Island and discovered the little land-locked harbor upon the bosom of which the schooner now rode quietly at anchor, the watch beheld the outline of a warship upon the distant horizon. The chance of being spoken and investigated by a man-of-war appealed not all to any of them and so they had put into hiding until all danger was past, some miles north of Tarzan and his castaways.

—By Martin

During this time of waiting, the mutineers amused themselves by hunting, fishing and exploring the beautiful island. It was upon one of these expeditions far from camp that Kai Shang was surprised by the sound of voices ahead of them in the jungle. Motioning his companions to follow his example, Kai Shang crawled through the jungle in the direction of the unseen speakers. Soon they saw two men sitting on a log, earnestly conversing.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

CLYDE ~ OUR RADIO OH, YEH ~ I S'POSE YOU'LL WAS STOLEN FROM THE DEDUCT FROM THAT BUTTON OWL'S CLUB YESTERDAY THAT TH' BURGULAR WALKS MORNING AND I AM GOING WITH A LIMP TO SOLVE THE CASE IN HAIR ~ IS LEFT HANDED TRUE SCOTLAND YARD AN' HAS A HORROR ON MANX FASHION ~~ AS I HAVE CATS! ~~ YOU'RE ONE OF DONE MANY TIMES WHEN THOSE BOOK DETECTIVES I WAS ONE OF THEIR WHO TAKES TH' DOOR CRACK INSPECTORS!~~ KNOB OFF TH' ~~ TO BEGIN WITH. POST-OFFICE I HAVE A BUTTON SO HE'LL HAVE FOR MY FIRST A WHOLE LOT CLUE! OF FINGER © 1930 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. REG. U. S. PAT. OFF.

WE ALL MAKE MISTAKES...THERE'S STILL TIME TO REDEEM YOURSELF FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HIS LIFE, HIS OSCAR FINDS

IS FURIOUS! HE CHARGES AGAIN AND AGAIN AND EACH TIME EASY SIDESTEPS AND DOES TEARFUL DAMAGE. THEN A ROUGH AND TUMBLE, BITING, KICKING THEY'RE UP AGAIN! TOE TO TOE! WOW! EASY CRASHED A HURRICANE OF RIGHTS JAW! DAWSON GOES S. PAT. OFF. ©1930 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. DOWN—HE DOESN'T MOVE!

OH! WOULD YOU REALLY? WHAT! DO YOU MEAN TO SHE GOT ME IN A WILL BE JUST FINE!! SAY YOU LET THEM SHOVE HOLE SO WHAT ELSE WE'D FEEL SHE'S BE SO THAT KID ON OUR HANDS COULD I SAY? HAPPIER AND WHY WHY FOR THREE WEEKS! WHAT THERE'S ANYTHING SAFER WITH YOU YES, OF COURSE.

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

One was the mate of the Kincaid, the other the most depraved looking of her sailors. "I think we can do it,” the mate was saying. “Three of us can paddle the boat to the mainland in a day. Let the Englishman look out for himself.” "But.” he continued, "we'll take the woman. She’s too good a looker to leave behind.” He winked knowingly, and added: "She ought to pay us well to get her back to civilization."

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