Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 150, Indianapolis, Marion County, 1 November 1930 — Page 5

NOV. 1, 1930.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY CEUA MITCHELL. 17. Itve* B!tlmor*, where ah* ha* lived with her i-earns* re.s.s mother. MARGARET ROGERS, to Join her wealthy father. JOHN MITCHELL. In New York. The Parer,t* are divorced and Mrs. Roger* Is a widow. following a second marriage. BARNEY SHIELDS, vouna newspaper photographer, is In love with the girl. Mitchell aaks EVELYN PARSONS, beautiful widow, to introduce his daughter to other voung people. Mrs Parson- agrees. considering Celia a means to win Mitchell's affections. She soon becomes Jealous of the girl and schemes to get rid of her by 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 freouentlv. LISI DUNCAN, a girl of Celias age. becomes her loyal friend. Shields comes to New York to work for a photographic service and meet* Celia. She tells him she has lost her heart to Jordan. . . One evening the building In which Shields Is working catches fire. The terror Celia feels until she learns he Is safe brings her to a realization that It Is Shields she really loves and that her lnlatuation for Jordan Is ended. Shields calls but has no opportunity to talk to him privately. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR Afterward ceiia knew that she herself was to blame for what happened. Mrs. Parsons had ail engagement for dinner and bridge and the girl dined alone. She could have telephoned someone and had company, but she preferred solitude. It gave her opportunity to think of Barney and plan the future. Even though it had been annoying not to have the opportunity to talk to him alone, she was proud of the impression Barney had made on Mrs. Parsons. Celia told herself that what she had to say to the young man would keep—but not for very long. She decided to telephone him in the morning. Barney lived at a young men's club, an institution which was not social, but provided a surprising degree of comfort at low cost. For one impetuous moment after she had left the dining room and lay back against the blue and silver divan Celia thought of calling him at once. She hesitated. No, it would be better to wait. She made up her mind that she would ask Barney to meet her somewhere. The Park Plaza would do. They could walk in the park, and by the very publicness of the place be shielded from notice. Tills time there must be no third person present. Her dreaming was interrupted by the ringing of a bell. The maid had been dismissed for the evening. Celia went to the door. "Father!” she cried. “Come in— I’m so glad to see you!” John Mitchell entered, kissed his daughter dutifully, and put aside hat and gloves. “Are you alone?” he asked. "Yes. Mrs. Parsons had an engagement and I've been sitting here wishing for someone to talk to. You couldn't have timed your arrival more perfectly.” “That's good. Just happened to be in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop in. Why didn’t you let me know you wanted company? We could have had dinner together and seen a play.” “I wish I had. I really didn’t know Evelyn was going out until just before she was leaving.” They talked of trivialities for several minutes. Celia asked about her grandmother and learned that she would be back in the city next month. Mrs. Mitchell's health had entirely recovered. "That reminds me,’ Mitchell said. “Mother thinks Oct. 15 will be the date for you to sail. She asked me to book passage. That’s —let’s see, not quite three weeks from today.” bob CELIA sat up wide-eyed. “Sail—you mean me?” she asked. "Yes. Surely lyou haven’t forgotten you're to spend the winter in France? I distinctly remember mother said she talked to you about it.” "Oh, yes. Os course.” “Don't you want to go?” Mitchell asked. The girl's attitude was puzzling. Celia nodded. “Yes,” she said, “only I didn't know—well, I really haven't been thinking about it. After grandmother became ill, I thought perhaps she wouldn’t care to go.” What Celia meant, but did not wish to say, was that she had serious doubts about her grandmother's feelings toward her. The girl did not want to appear ungrateful, but prospects of a winter anywhere with Mrs. Mitchell were terrifying "Well. I’m glad I mentioned it.” Mitchell said complacently. “Get Evelyn to help you get your clothes ready. Guess you’ll be sorry to leave Evelyn, won’t you?" ”1 will!” Celia assured him. “I’ll miss her a lot.”

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There was a pause and in those moments Celia missed her opportunity. She had been trying ever since her father’s arrival to tell him about Barney Shields. How could she sail to Europe now and leave Barney? Mention of the elderly Mrs. Mitchell instantly had widened the breach between father and daughter. She tried to frame the words, but they would not come. She was groping for a means of introducing the subject when Mitchell rose. “I believe you're tired tonight. Celia,” he said. “Better go to bed early. It’s time for me to be getting along anyhow. Tell Evelyn I’m sorry I missed her, will you?” The girl assured him that she would, went to the door with him and said good night. Then she returned to the living room and sat for a while staring out at the night. At last she went to her own room, undressed and slipped into a negligee. A whole new series of problems were presenting themselves to Celia. The months ahead loomed ominously. Life had been so comfortable during the past weeks that she scarcely had given a thought to the time when she would return to her grandmother’s home. To find it before her scarcely three weeks away—was startling. The hazy happiness in which she had been drifting since Barney Shield’s visit faded. How did she know what might happen if she went away for six months? At thought of her grandmother’s ambitious plans for a social career Celia rebelled. As usual in moments of despair, the girl’s thoughts ran to Margaret Rogers. If only her mother were there she would know what to do. In sudden haste Celia got out paper and pen and began to compose a letter to Mrs. Rogers. She told the whole story of meeting Barney in New York, telling him she cared more for Jordan, anc* then how realization had come that it was Barney she loved. It was a long while before she finished the letter. When it was sealed in its envelope, stamped, addressed and put aside ready to post, she felt relieved. Still she was not sleepy. Celia selected a magazine, curled up in a big chair and began to read. She was still reading when she heard footsteps outside the door. It was nearly midnight. “Is that you, Evelyn?” Celia called. She jumped up and opened the door leading into the hall. Mrs. Parsons appeared. “I was trying to be quiet not to awaken you,” she said. “Oh, but I wasn’t asleep! I’ve just been reading. Come in and tell m? about the evening. Did you enjoy it?” B a a pVELYN PARSONS' pink-tipped fingers rose to her lips to stifle a yawn. “Rather a bore,” she said in languid tone. “Some cousin of Fannie’s was there, and he was so stupid. Insisted on talking about Arizona or some such place all the while!” Mrs. Parsons sat down, carefully smoothing the gold lace of her gown about her. “Too bad,” Celia sympathized. “I had a surprise. Father called.” “Your father!” "Yes, he wanted me to tell you he was sorry to miss you. But, oh, Evelyn, I’ve got the most awful news! Grandmother’s going to take me to France!” “For the winter, you mean? When does she plan to sail?” “The fifteenth of next month. I don't want to go at all, but I suppose I'll have to!” “Most girls would be pleased.” “Yes, I know, but—well, there are a lot of reasons.” Evelyn Parsons smiled archly. “I can guess one of them,” she said. "A certain young man!” Celia colored. “Well, partly,” she admitted, “but that isn’t all.” She was silent for a moment and then the words burst forth. “Oh, if things could only be different! Do you know what I want more than anything else in the world? I want my father and mother — both! I’d give up everything else if only I could have a home like other girls. Evelyn, do you think there is anything I could do to bring them together again?” Mrs. Parsons’ face froze. Celia w r as so aroused that she did not notice how T the pupils of the woman's eyes seemed to grow smaller, nor did she see the look of pure rage Evelyn flashed on her.

“How could it do any harm?” Celia persisted. “Maybe if father J understood what it means to me ! he’d be willing to see mother and ! talk to her about it. She’d do it. I know she would! Maybe I wouldn’t have to go to Europe. Evelyn, I’m going to ask him!” “You mean—?” Evelyn Parsons began struggling to control her voice. “I mean I’m going to ask father to go to see mother. I'll tell him i she stills cares for him. Oh, I’m 'sure it’s true!” a b n Mrs. parsons stood up. ‘lf you’ll excuse me,” she said, in an odd, unnatural tone, “I must get this dress off. Good night. In the morning we can talk.” “Good night, Evelyn. Won’t it be wonderful if it really happens!” There was no answer to that exclamation because the door had closed on Evelyn Parsons’ back. Celia, blissfully unaware of storm clouds, turned out the light, slipped between the covers and was soon asleep. Shortly after breakfast next morning she telephoned to Barney. She took care to use the telephone in the foyer when no one else was about. Celia had no idea that, at a word from her maid, Evelyn Parsons cautiously lifted the French telephone in her dressing room an instant later and that Barney’s hearty “Good morning!” was as clear to Evelyn’s ears as to her own. “How’s the arm this morning?” Celia asked. “Seems to be all right. How’re you?” Celia isaid rather hastily that she was quite well. She added that she was anxious to see him, and if it was agreeable would be at Central Park Plaza at 3:15. Could he meet ; her there? He could and he would. Celia said good-by, and with a quick look behind her put down the telephone. An hour and a half later John Mitchell, seated at a desk in his impressive legal office, was informed that there was a woman waiting to see him. He glanced at the card. “Show her in!” he said quickly. When the door opened again he was on his feet, smiling. “Evelyn—this is a pleasant surprise ! ” Everlyn Parsons did not smile. She was dressed all in black and she looked pale. For one dramatic moment Evelyn waited. Then she came forward. “I had to see you, John!” she said in a tense voice. “Oh, I’ve just had such shocking news. It’s Celia !”

(To Be Continued.) LABOR TO PUSH i LAWS CAMPAIGN Map Program for Session of New Congress. Bu Scripps-Tloward Newspaper Alliance WASHINGTON. Nov. I.—Union labor, expecting anew congress “more progressive than any con- | gress since that of Woodrow Wilson’s first term,” is preparing a legislative program to advance its cause. The federation’s executive council will meet in Florida Jan. 13 to lay plans for its congressional drive. In the meantime, at the short session the program framed at the recent Boston convention will be pushed. This program includes' these three main planks: 1. Adequate unemployment relief. This includes two of the three Wagner bills still before congress. One provides for an appropriation of $150,000,000 for emergency public works and was passed by the senate, emasculated by the house and is in conference. The other is for national employment bureaus. 2. The anti-injunction bill, now before senate judiciary committee. 3. Immigration restriction. STREET WORK IS LET Thirtieth and Washington Contract Awarded Afier Five Years. After five years’ delay the city works board Friday awarded a contract to J. N. Morgan & Son, Inc., for widening and straightening the intersection at Thirtieth street and Washington boulevard. The bid was $1,466.45 and is to be completed Nov. 25. Buying Week Set P.u Times Special RICHMOND, Ind., Nov. 1. —Following a plan successfully used in Muskegon, Mich., Richmond merchants, with the support of the service clubs, have set Nov. 8 to 15 as “Buy Now” week in an effort io alleviate the business depression.

TARZAN AND THE JEWELS OF OPAR

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—By Williams

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—By Edgar Rice Burrou,

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