Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 139, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 October 1930 — Page 11

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BEGIN HEBE TODAY . Afiventure enters the life of CELIA MITCHELL. 17, when she learns the lather the has supposed dead la alive And wealth?. She leaves her unpretentious home in Baltimore to live in New York with her father. JOHN MITCHELL, and her aristocratic strandmother. MAEGAKET ROGERS. Delia's mother, now jr g widow, having divorced Mitchell and iater BARNEY SHIELDS, vounz newspaper photographer. is In love with the girl and before leaving Baltimore Celia promised to be iovai to his love. Mitchell as’cs EVELYN PARSONS, beautiful widow, to Introduce the girl ♦ o vouna people. Mrs. Parsons agrees, considering Celia a means to win Mitchell's afTectlons though she Is Jealous end at once begins scheming to get rid of the girl. She Introduces Oells to TOD JORDAN, fesHnatlng but of dubious character, and does all she can to encourage the match. I.ISI DUNCAN, soda lv prominent, becomes Celia s loval friend. Mitchell learns Jordan is paying his daughter attentions and forbids her to ‘e him. Celia offends her grandmother end the elderlv Mrs. Mitchell feigns Hire, sand departs for a rest. The girl goes to Mrs. Parsons' Long Island home for a lengthy visit. There Jordan calls freauentlv. Mitchell arrives and seems about to propose marriage to Mrs Parsons when Celia lnter- ' rupts Next dav when opportunity offers lie does not Introduce the subject. Celia and Jordan go to a supper club to dance and there encounter EVE BROOKS, whose marriage does not interfere with her flirtations. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE A WAITER who appeared to know Jordan led them to a table before a window overlooking the porch. ‘Have you been here before?’' Celia asked “Yes—once or twice. Not reently.” Jordan looked away as he Bpoke. “Well, I think it’s lovely here. I’m glad you brought me!” “Better order before we dance. What do you want?” Celia looked over the menu card and made her selection. Jordan gave the order to the waiter, who nodded and disappeared. The orchestra leader at the far side of the room raised his baton. The first bars of “In Monterey” floated out on the air. The leader was a blond youth, slim and with a boyish face. Now he raised his megaphone and was singing the ballad . “Tod— 3fc’s our song!” “What do you mean?” Before Celia could explain a soprano laugh interrupted. “Well, imagine finding you two here!” Eve Brooks was coming toward them. Her scarlet lips were bowed .In a satirical smile. Eve's eyes were bright, her laughter a trifle unsteady and too high-pitched. She wore a black, low-cut gown, spangled with flaming poppies. On her arm were several jeweled bracelets. Eve sauntered nearer. She lifted a cigaret to her lips and drew on it, deeply. “Why—Eve! Won't you join us?” Celia tried to appear cordial, ‘Thanks,, yes.” Jordan had arisen and drawn out a chair. Eve sank into it. Is your husband here?” Celia asked “Find him and bring him over. Tod.’’ Eve lifted a. hand in protest ‘Not, Courtney!” she smiled. “I've had to get out a search warrant to locate that lad! Haven't seem him for two days. He's supposed to be on a fishing trip, but I'm not so sure ■ “No, darling, I'm here with a nice little boy friend I ‘picked up last week-end Frederick’s his name. Oh, Mure he is!” Mrs Brooks half rose, waving a hand at a, loung man in the middle of the room who appeared to be hunting someone. He came toward them. Frederick, I’ve run into some people I know. Miss Mitchell, Mr. Ward. And Mr. Jordan.” There were how-do-you-do’s” and then the youth known as Frederick sat down He was mildly good looking in a way which did not differentiate him from hundreds of other young men a a a “’T'HAT S good music." Tod Jor--1 dan said. He appeared ill at rase. “Shall we dance?” “I’d love-to!” Eve was on her feet at once. Celia glanced up, startled. She was sure Tod had not meant to ask Eve to dance the first dance with him. Already they were moving away in the crowd. “Will you dance, Miss Mitchell?” Celia smiled. She rose and slipped into Frederick Ward’s arms. She could see Tod and Eve across the room. Eve's head was close to Tod’s shoulder. A wave of anger passed over the girl. She told herself it was not jealousy. Eve had no right to make such an exhibition of herself. Eve was married and should leave Tod Jordan alone! Celia scarcely thought about the young man she vas dancing with.

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He was a satisfactory partner. Their step® matched, but Celia was preoccupied. They were first to return to the table. Eve and Tod appeared a minute later. Eve was laughing and Jordan's face was white. He looked angry. He did not sit down, but made an excuse. Something about getting cigarets, which was ridiculous, because the waiter would have brought them. Eve eyed the young man’s back as he disappeared. Then her lips set in a hard line. * “Bow yourself out, Frederick,” she said. “I want to talk to Celia.” “Oh, but Eve—!!”' She favored him with a smile dangerously sweet. “Run along.” Frederick Ward rose and moved away. “Now then,” Eve said, turning her smile on Celia. “We can talk. How well you’re looking tonight, my dear.” “I’m glad you think so." “Oh, you look marvelous. You should always wear white, darling. | It gives you that innocent, childish | appearance.” | “But I don’t want to look childish!” “Nonsense! Os course you do. It fits your temperament perfectly. You should have my name. You know the Little Eva type! Don’t you tii.uk that's delightful?" Eve threw her head back and laughed. It was a favorite gesture of hers, throwing into profile the fine white line of her throats The girl stirred .uncomfortably. “Really, Eve,” she said, do . I seem so awfully old-fashioned?” Her companion laughed again. “Mv dear, you're precious! One would actually think you did it unconsciously. Os course I know you don’t! No one could be so angelic in reality. That’s why I think it’s | so screaming to see you with Tod.” Celia straightened “You seem to j know Tod Jordan rather well,” she’said. “Well, I should hope so!” Eve glanced about her casually, then lowered her voice. “He wants me to marry him. Sometimes I don’t know—of course I’ve never been really happy with Courtney.” n u e “wrOU mean—a divorce?” InX voluntarily Celia drew back. “Well, why not? They’re good this season And Tod really is a love! Look!” Everyn put her finger on the widest, most dazzling of the bracelets on her arm. It was a woven band of diamonds and sapphires, a blaze of white fire and blue radiance. “Tod gave it to me,” Eve said softly. “No wonder I'm wild about him!” Celia looked away. In one crash her dream castle had fallen. Tod in love with Eve! The bracelet. Tod In love with Eve! But it couldn’t be! She could not trust herself to speak. “Here comes Tod now.” Celia could hear Eve Brooks’ voice vaguely. She saw that Tod was approaching them. Her Tod—no, not after the terrible things Eve had said! Oh, the whole world was a nightmare! Celia rose as Jordan reached the table. “I—l think I'd like to go out on the porch,” she said. “I don’t feel well." \ The young man bent over her solicitously. “Sorry,” he said. “Here —we’ll go this way.” Without a word to Eve he led Celia out of the room to the broad porch. The girl drew a deep breath of the fresh air. “Croler here,” Jordan was saying. Lord, but you’re pale! How about ice water? Is there anything I can | get?” Celia shook her head. “Nothing,” she said. They walked slowly to one end off the porch where there was a large seat. Celia sat down and leaned her head back. For a moment she closed her eyes. Jordan was gazing down at her earnestly when she opened them. “Sit down, Tod,” the girl said. “There’s something I want to ask you.” “What's on your mind?” Celia’s lips trembled. For a moment she studied, wondering how to begin. “Sometimes,” she said hesitantly, “when we’ve been together you’ve said that you—cared for me.” Jordan bent his head to hear the words. They were barely above a whisper. “Os course, dear.' You know I do.”

“You mean that?” “Why, Celia, what a question! Did you bring me all this way just for that? You know I lore you!” Tell me again.” “Foolish! What in the world has gotten into your head tonight?” “But tell me, Tod. ’ “All right. Once and toy all. Celia Mitchell, in these highly public surroundings I say I love you. And if there weren’t so confoundedly many people around Id make it convincing! Now what’s all this about anyhow?” Celia was looking away from him. She bit her lip “It’s about the bracelet you gave Eve.” “The what?” “The bracelet diamonds and sapphires—you gave Eve Brooks.” Jordan’s sharp oath was half under his breath. His dark' eyes contracted. an a [ “'ll THAT are you talking about?” W he said roughly. “I never gave Eve Brooks a bracelet!” “She said you did.” “Well, it's not true.” The man laughed shortly. “Where’d I get money enough to buy diamond bracelets? If I had I’d offer them to you. What's Eve talking about anyhow? Such nonsense!” “But, Tod, she told me you gave her the bracelet! She said you wanted to marry her!” “Oh—that woman! Celia, it’s not true. I don't know anything more I can say to you except that it’s not true!” Celia looked into the man’s angry eyes. Yes, he meant what he said. It was not true. Tears of happiness rose before her. “Then everything’s all right again?” . “Os course it is.” She reached for Jordan's hand and clasped it tightly. Celia was radiant, The man beside her seemed less exuberant. Suddenly the girl’s expression changed “Listen, Tod,” she said, “I’m not going to have Eve Brooks spreading stories like that about you. Why, it’s horrible—buying jewelry for a married woman! And if she said it to me she’ll tell others. I think she’s terrible! Well both go back there and make her admit there wasn’t a word of truth in what she said. We’ll make her—” “Oh, now, Celia,” Jordan began uncomfortably, “we don’t want to make a scene, That’s all inthe world that would happen. You know Eve! She’d get hysterical, and there’s ifo telling what she’d do.” “But we must! It’s the only way to stop her.” Jordan gave a wry grin. “Only way to. start her, you mean.” “Why, Tod, you talk as though—” “See here, did we come out to quart-el about Eve Brooks or to have some pleasure? You’d better powder your nose and fix your hair and then we’ll go inside. Seems to me I ordered something to eat several hours ago.” Meekly, Celia opened her vanity case and dusted her face with the tiny puff. They returned to the dining room. One darting look told Celia that Eve had disappeared. “Where’s the waiter?” Jordan growled. On the table beside the windows were two melted ices. Jordan found the man who had taken the order, told him to bring a second. Afterward they danced, but the fine edge of the evening had been dulled. It was early when they returned to Larchwood. Jordan said gooo-night and left Immediately. An hour later he entered the living room of Eve Brook’s apartment. “Well,” he said angrily, “so you’ve taken to telling tales!" fTo Be Continued) t ILLITERATE LISTS TO BE WITHHELD BY U, S. Federal Census to Furnish No More Records to States. Bu Bcrlpps-HorcarA Newspaper Alliance WASHINGTON, Oct. 20-The federal census bureau will furnish no more lists of persons, who can not read and write, to states conducting campaigns against illiteracy. Attorney-General Mitchell has ruled that it would be illegal for the bureau to furnish such lists, because the census act passed by the last congress is worded differently from previous ones. In the past, after each decennial census the bureau has given states requesting it the information necessary for intensive educational campaigns against ilUtertacy. However, in the new census act the protection given business men against exposure of trade secrets by publication of statistics concerning them has bee nextended to all individuals. Relative Dies Bn Times Special ANDERSON, Ind.. Oct. 20.—Harry Myers, 45, who died of erysipelas at Indianapolis, was a brother-in* law of Fletcher Mlsner of this city. Myers, a former Anderson resident, leaves his widow, Mrs. Margaret Misner Myers, and a son Robert, 14.

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