Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 145, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 October 1930 — Page 9

OCT. 27, 1930.

. . BEGIN HEBE TODAY <>ntir* the life of CELIA MITCHELL, 17. when she learn* the father she ha# supposed dead 1* alive Pnd wealthv. She leaves her unpretentious home In Baltimore to live in New York With her father. JOHN MITCHELL, •ho her aristocratic grandmother. . MARGARET ROGERS, Celias mother. Is now a widow, having divorced MitchAnd remarried later. BARNEY SHIELDS. yotine newspaper photographer. is In love with the Kiri and before leavina Baltimore Celia promised to be 10-.-Bi to his love, . Mitchell asks EVELYN PARSONS, beautiful widow, to introduce the girl to young people. Mrs. Parsons agrees, considering Celia a means to win Mltch- *" s affections, though she is Jealous and • t once begins scheming to get rid of the Ptrl. She Introduces Celia to TOD JORDAN, fascinating, but of dubious character. and does all she can to encourage this match. List DUNCAN, socially prominent, becomes Celia's loval friend Mitchell learns Jordcn Is paying his daughter attentions an dforbids her to see him, .Delia offends her grandmother and the elderlv Mrs. Mitchell feigns illness and department for a rest. The girl goes to Mrs. Parsons’ long Island home lor • lengthy visit. Jordan calls there Irecuentlv. Mrs. Parsima lunches with Mitchell and he tells her he has investigated Jordan's past and that the young man Is ft gambler. She does not pass this hews on to Celia. Next day Celia. List and Jordan attend the races and there Celia encounters Barney Shields. Shields Is employed bv a New York picture service. Bhe meets him next day and they have dinner together. Shields asks her If she •till cares for him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE rARNEY SHIELDS’ firm gaze held the girl’s. She could not look away. In the depths of Barney’s gray eyes Celia could read intensity and a challenge that was frightening. She could n*t evade. It would hurt, but there was no other way. She had to tell Barney the truth! He was waiting for her answer. "I know that I promised—” she began. "You mean there is someone?’’ Bhields’ voice was sharp, explosive. ‘‘Barney—-I—yes, there is.” Neither of them spoke. Shields was looking down at the table now. •Very steadily. Celia watched him, afraid of what she would see when he lifted his head. She as miserable with the knowledge that she had caused suffering and could do nothing to relieve it. “I'm sorry,” she said in a low 'FOice, "but I had to be honest with you.” He was looking at her now. The table seemed to have widened. Barney’s manner was composed, but the laughing light in his eyes bad fadqd. A waiter placed fpod before them. Celia felt as though she could not Bwallow a mouthful. It was soup, thick with vegetables and savory. 6hc took a spoonful and found it appetizing. ‘‘Are you engaged?” Shields asked Bteadily. “No. That is—not really. You see, father doesn’t approve of Tod. I mean he doesn’t really know him. He'll feel differently just as soon as he gets over his prejudice. I'm sure of that.” ’"I see.” A rush of compassion swept over Celia. "Barney, I can’t stand it to have you talk like that. We’ve been friends so long! Oh, I’ve felt miserable because I promised to wait for you and then—well, you see you didn't write and I met Tod. "There's something about him. I don't know. At first I tried to pretend I didn’t like him. Then I went swimming and almost drowned ande he saved my life. He’s been wonderful. I still like you a lot, Barney, but Tod’s different.' Do you see how it is?” “I see all right.” The mocking quality in the words was unconcealed. "Don’t talk like that! I can’t (stand it. Promise we’ll always be friend. Good friends!” The young man’s eyes were averted. "If that’s the way you feel about It. you can count on me,” he said. "Who is this—Tod, if I may inquire?” , "Tod Jordan’s his full name.” "Got lots of dough?” "No. That is, well, I suppose so. He doesn't have an office or anything like that.’! "Just does parlor tricks, huh?” "Barney, do you think that’s ’liice?" bum THE young man smiled a twisted smile. “Sorry,” he said. “No, I guess it wasn’t very. Os course, ell that stuff's out of my class.” “If you’re trying to hurt my feelings !” "Oh, see here, Celia, you know I didn't mean anything like that! Don't take it that way. Honestly, I’in sorry!” “All right then.” Neither had done more than taste the soup. It was removed and followed by a huge mound of spa-

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ghetti with sauce and bowl of cheese. “You’re supposed to do it this way,” Shields explained, wrapping the spaghetti about his fork. This diversion interrupted the conversation. Presently the young man asked: “You care a lot for this fellow Jordan, do you?” His voice was low, almost husky. Celia nodded her head. “Yes, Barney,” she said. There was no more talk on the subject. Celia asked about h?r mother, but Barney had little news to give. He had seen Mi-s. Rogers a couple of times after the girl's departure. He had called to saay good-by before coming to New York, but there had been no answer to his knock. When Celia inquired about her mother’s health he answered that Mrs. Rogers looked “about the same as usual.” It was not altogether satisfactory. “I wish I could see her,” the girl said. “You know how she is- If anything was the matter she'd never let any one know.” Shields tried to be comforting. He inquired about the places Celia went, and how she spent her time. “Ritzy, all right!” he concluded. “Well, you won’t have much time to waste on a guy like me.” “Don’t say that, Barney. I want to see you often.” “Oh, it’s probably just as well if you don’t. I expect you're pretty busy with this fellow Jordan taking you to parties and teas. Anyhow, it’ll take me a while to—well, sort of work things out.” They had dessert and black coffee, and after they had finished Shields took the girl in a cab to the station. It was early, but she was anxious to reach Larch wood before there was any possibility that Mrs. Parsons would be there. “When am I going to see you again?” she asked as they stood together on the train platform. , “Hard to tell. We have rather irregular schedules, you know. I’ll be out at the races the rest of this week, I guess.” The young man’s indifference was a pose obvious even to Celia. “You might telephone.” “Thanks, I’ll try to.” She said good-by, thanked him for the dinner and entered the car. By the time she had found a seat and looked out of the window Shields had vanished. Celia rode to her station feeling that she had done the crudest act of her life. It hurt her to remember Barney’s face with his mouth such a straight, firm line and the smile gone from his eyes. Barney wasn’t like that. She got off the train, signaled a cab and arrived at Larchwood before 8 o’clock Mrs. Parsons was still absent. tt tt tt CELIA went upstairs to her room, changed her dress for one of rose net made with the quaint puff sleeves and full skirt that gave her an old-fashioned charm. She put on her mother’s locket because it made Margaret Rogers seem nearer to her. AftT that she went down to wait for Evelyn. She moved the radio dials until the syncopated revelry of a night club orchestra floated into the room. That was better! Life—action—shrill laughter! That was what she needed. * Celia wished Tod Jordan would come and take her somewhere. She wanted to dance, to hear Jordan make love to her and forget that down deep in her heart something was hurting. It couldn’t be that she loved Barney, of course. Barney had never affected her with that hypnotic spell she felt when Jordan took her in his arms. She had been a child without the faintest notion of what love meant when she promised to wait for Barney Shields to make his fortune. Jordan telephoned at 9 o’clock and at the sound of his voice Celia, forgot that she had been unhappy. He had met friends and was unable to get away for the evening, he said, but would come to take her driving the next afternoon. Jordan added something that made the girl's cheeks flush. As she put down the telephone she was singing softly. A little later Evelyn arrived home. She made hasty apologies. The bridge tournament had been- a disappointment because she and her partner had lost. Mrs. Parsons was an expert player and unable to accept losses at cards with good grace.

“Was. there any message from your father?” she asked Celia. “Not while I’ve been here.” “H’m! I thought he might drive down for dinner tomorrow evening. Perhaps we'll hear from him in thfe morning.” Mitchell did not call or arrive at, Larchwood next evening. Two days later Mrs. Parsons mfede an announcement at the luncheon table.” “I think I’ll close the house early this season.” she said. ‘The intense heat is over, and really until all these legal affairs are arranged it would be much more convenient to be in town.” Celia looked up, startled. “You mean you’re going to leave Larchwood?” “Yes, next Monday. That’s the fourth of September. Time to be realizing that fall is almost here.” The girl’s face was downcast. “Then I suppose I’m to go back to Grammercy Square,” she said slowly. “Nothing of the sort! Your grandmother won’t be in town for a month. It wouldn’t do at all for you to go back there. Besides, I’ve plenty of room in the apartment. I thought you'd like it. You’ll see a great deal more of your father, I should think.” • a u tt 0 H ’ that makes everything all right!” “Sweet child! You didn't want to leave me, did you?” “No, I didn’t.” Mrs. Parsons looked pleased. She took care to repeat this incident the next time she met John Mitchell. And Mitchell, hearing it, seemed impressed. “Celia’s awfully fond of you, Evelyn,” he said. “I’ve noticed that myself. And why shouldn’t she be? You’re almost a mother to her!” Evelyn eyed him from under lowered lids. “I only wish I could do more,” she said quietly. The following week saw Mrs. Parsons and Celia installed in the uptown apartment. The girl dreaded leaving Larchwood, but after she was back in the city she found life far different than in her grandmother’s dreary mansion. Mrs. Parsons had many engagements. Celia was allowed to entertain herself as she chose, and there was no dearth of amusements. Tod Jordan became even more attentive. He took Celia on long drives, stopping usually at some country place for dinner. Evening they saw plays or danced. Mrs. Parsons began ordering her fall wardrobe. Early selection, she said, was important. At Mitchell’s request she took Celia shopping and helped the girl select several costumes. During the first week in the city Celia sent a note to Barney Shields giving him her new address, and asking him to call. She received no answer. Celia was melancholy for a' day or two and then determined to put Barney out of her mind. She was hurrying along Madison avenue one afternoon only a few blocks from Evelyn Parsons’ apartment when she recognized a tweed suit ahead. The young man wearing the suit was buying a newspaper. The girl paused beside him . “How do you do, Mr. Shields?” “Celia!” The broad grin. Barney flashed at her was like old times. “I’ve been wanting to see you,” she said. “Won’t you walk home with me?” “Glad to.” They had gone half a block and were talking eagerly , when sudden*' ly Celia noticed a man coming toward them. It was Tod Jordan. (To Be Continued) CITY EXPENSES MOUNT Figures on Evansville Announced by Department of Commerce. Bv United Press WASHINGTON, Oct. 27. Per capita cost of maintaining the Evansville city government has increased to twice that of the expense in 1917, according to figures compiled by the department of commerce. During the fiscal year ended Dec. 31, 1929, payments for operation and maintenance of the general departments of Evansville, a city whose population then was estimated at 102,800, amounted to $2,513,790, or $24.69 per capita. In 1917, the per capita cost was $12.09. For the school system alone, sl,498,546 was spent. * On the last day of the fiscal year, the tr fo l funded or fixed debts outstanu.Dg was $5,605,400. Vincennes Man Killed Bv United Press LAFAYETTE. Ind., Oct. 27. Charles Hubert Mason, 24, Vincennes, died at a hospital here of a skull fracture sustained when the automobile in which he was riding struck the side of a moving freight train near Elston. George Verplank, Gary, driver of the car, was not injured. -

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