Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 148, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 October 1930 — Page 13

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BEGIN HEBE TODAT CELIA MITCHELL. 17. le*ve Baltlitiort whfre ehe has lived with her seamstress mother. MARGARET ROGERS to loin her wealthy lather, JOHN MITCHELL. In New York. The parents are divorced and Mrs. Rosers Is a widow following a second marriage. BARNEY SHIELDS, young newspaper photographer. Is In love with the girl. Mitchell asks EVELYN PARSONS, beautiful widow, to Introduce his daughter to other young people. .. . _ Mrs. Parsons agreed considering Celia a means to win Mitchell’s affections. She soon becomes Jealous of the girl and schemes to get rid of her bv encouraging a romance between Celia and TOD JORDAN, fascinating, but of dubious character. . _ „ Although Mitchell forbids Celia to see Jordan she goes about with the young man frequently, LIBI DUNCAN, a girl of Celia’s age. becomes her loyal friend. Shields comes to New York to work for a photographic service end meets Celia. She tells him she has lost her heart to Jordan. Celia la a guest at Mrs. Parsons’ uptown apartment. Celia. List and Mrs. Parsons are together one evening when they hear a radio report of a disastrous nre In the building where Shields is working. Celia Insists on going to the scene and the others follow. Later Celia and List go to the pbotogrinhlc service headquarters Totv are unable to get news of .Shields. now go on wrm the story CHAPTER FORTY-ONE (Continued) If Lisi had been in v normal mood she ■would have laughed. Instead she said soberly: “Celia, I’ve been thinking. Wouldn’t it be better to go to the office where your friend works and try to find out about him there? "I know a little about hospitals, arid they keep you waiting hours. Don’t you think It would be quicker?” Evelyn burst out angrily: "You’re going no place but to take me home!" “You’re wrong,” Lisi s.nswered, meeting her gaze evenly. “Can’t you see how Celia’s suffering? We started out to find this Barney person, and we’.'i going to find him." There was r o disputing Lisi D \ncan when she spoke in that to*e. There was delay in locating the address of the Apex Picture Service, but eventually they reached there. Celia and Lisi burst into that office, startling a group of men gathcher about a desk. “Have you heard from Barney Shields?” Celia cried. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO DOWN in the streets newsboys were shouting extras. The man who had spoken to Celia held a rumpled newspaper in his hand. It bore in huge black type the glaring banner “33 Perish in Flames.” “We’re expecting to hear from Shields any minute,” the man told Celia. “Waiting for the call now!” “Then you don’t know if he’s hurt? Oh, isn’t there some way to find out what’s happened to him? Maybe he’s ” She could not fln- . ish the sentence, but turned away, lading her face in her hands, •there were two other men in the office besides the one who had spoken. They had been leaning over the desk. At sight of the two girls they straightened and moved back, respectfully. “We’ve got four men down there," the man with the green eyeshade continued, “and one at the hospital. Half of the injured aren’t identified yet. No use to worry, ma’am.” The telephone on the desk jangled shrilly. One of the other men reached for it. “Apex Picture Service,” he said curtly. Instantly the room was soundless. All eyes were turned on the man at the telephone. “Yes," he was saying slowly. “Yes. I get you.” There was another pause and then, “O. K., Ben.” He put down the instrument. “That was Shrauger,” he said. “He’s sending some plates up. Says he hasn't seen anything of Shields.” The man who had spoken first pushed a chair forward. “If you’re friends of Barney Shields, maybe you’d like to sit down and wait,” he said. “Here — have some chairs.” The girls sat down, Lisi murmuring thanks. Celia forced the tears back, but her lips, tightly pressed together, were tremulous. She twisted and untwisted a corner of her coat. “Let's see what the papers say,” Lisi suggested. There were newspapers—all with bold headlines — on a chair nearby. She arose and picked up the one on top. “Thirty-five Lose Lives in Fire,” was the line across the Front page of this one. There was a list of names headed, “Dead in Fire Tragedy.” The list was incomplete. Celia traced through the names with an unsteady finger. Most of the men were foreign, their names impossible for her to pronounce. Celia felt a tremendous wave of sym-

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Moore was ringing for a taxicab Celia drew her chair close to Barney’s. “I had to find out about you,” she whispered. “Oh, it’s been such a terrible night” “Shouldn’t have worried.” “But I couldn’t help it! Barney, does your arm hurt badly?” He shook his head, but an instant later a twinge of pain crossed his sale. “Celia, don’t you think we’d better go?” Lisi Dundan asked. She had been standing in the background ever since Shields had entered the room. “Yes.” Celia agreed; “I suppose so.” Then she leaned nearer and spoke in a voice so that Barney alone could hear. “Promise you’ll call me in the morning. I’ve got something to tell you, Barney. It’s Important!” “Sure, I’ll call. Nice of you to come down here, only I’m sorry you were worried.” , a a m THEY said good night and the two girls left. “Wonder what time It is?” Lisi ventured when they had reached the ground floor. Celia admitted she had no idea. “Well—l know I’ve missed my date with Dicky. No use to cry over that, though!” They stepped out on the street. A little way to the left was the green coupe. They hurried toward it. “Look!” Celia cried. “Evelyn’s gone!” ' The coupe was certainly empty. Lisi yawned. “Well, I’m not surprised,” she said. “Remember, she wasn’t exactly in the best of humor. Probably sighted a taxi and beat it long ago.” They got Into the car and set out for the apartment. Both of them were beginning "to feel exhausted. For the first time Celia noticed their ruined dresses. She was apologetic. “You did it all for me, Lisi,” she said. “I’ll never be able to thank you. If you hadn’t gone with me I don’t know what I’d have done!” Lisi stole a quick glance at her companion. “You’re pretty crazy about that lad, aren’t you?” she said. More to herself than to the other girl, Celia answered, “Yes, I didn’t know how much until tonight!” Together they returned to Mrs. Parson’s apartment. The hands of the living room clock pointed to 20 minutes past 11 when they entered the room. Celia tapped on the door of Evelyn’s boudoir. “It’s Celia” she said. “Are you all right?” “Oh, come in!” Evelyn called. “Did you find the young man?” Celia told the story. Mrs. Parsons was reclining on a chaise longue. When the girl had finished she said: “You must have him call, dear. I’d love to meet him!” At 10 o’clock next morning Barney Shields telephoned. He promised to come to the apartment that afternoon. (To Be Continued) OLD RACKET WORKS Restaurant Operator Buys ‘Unclaimed Freight.’ Victim of a more modern version of the old army game, R. A. Worrall, 2904 East Washington street, restaurant operator, is lacking $87.50 and his peace of mind today. According to Worrall’s story to police, a young man came to his restaurant Wednesday night and told the proprietor he could buy a radio get, washing machine, three rugs and seven tires, all classed as “unclaimed freight,” for $87.50. The youth took Worrall to the Ware house Distributing Corporation, 415 South Pennsylvania street, he said. The youth entered while Worrall waited in his auto. Soon the youth returned with a bill of lading for the articles, took the money from Worrall, and went back inside. Worrall then waited a long time. Finally he called police. Youth nor money could be found. SCOUT OFFICIALS OF DISTRICT WILL MEET Pioneer Days Will Be Recalled at Annual Session at Camp. Pioneer days will be recalled In the program at the fifteenth annual meeting of the Indianapolis and central Indiana council, Boy Scouts of America, at the Indianapolis scout reservation Saturday night. Executive board members, council officers and their wives will attend a chicken dinner at the camp at 6:30. The pioneer craft museum established by Henry L. Stenger, council member, will be presented to the camp. Entertainment will consist of an old-fashioned barn dance illustrating steps of fifty years ago. Old time fiddlers will play.

TARZAN AND THE JEWELS OF OPAR

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