Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 263, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 March 1931 — Page 5

MARCH 14, 1931.

MAD MARRIAGE-* bt l LAURA LOU BROOKMAN Author of HEART HUNGRY,‘etc.

BEGIN HEBE TODAY GYPBY Me BRIDE. 19-vear-old typl*t, teeets the boat on which ALAN CROSBY return* Irom a tear and a half in Paris. Thev are not enaaeed. but there has been an "nnderstandlne" between them. Oypsv sees a beautiful woman on the pier whom Crosbv identifies as MRS. LANGLEY, a shin's acquaintance. Two nights later he breass an engagement with Gypsy on a plea of business. She goes to the theater alone and encounters him with Mrs. Langley. There is a scenec. Mrs Langley drives away atone. Gvosv and Crosby go home in a cab. auarreilng ail the way. Next Cav Oypsv attempts to apologize and Crosbv refers to their romance as a boy and girl affair, now outgrown. Gypsy is crushed. When she is crittclzed for carelessness at the office she resigns her Job. To forget her misery she accepts an invitation from her wealthv cousin. ANNE TROWBRIDGE, to take the place of another dinner guest. The dinner is borcsome and when the others are playing bridge Gvpsv escapes, determined to so home. She hears a r.olse in another room, opens the door tnd sees a man climbing lr. the window. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TEN YPSY'S heart seemed to stop beating. The man In the window stared back at her. One of his knees rested on the windowsill. Another move and he would have been inside. "You’d better go away,” the girl warned, “or I’ll scream!”' The man continued to stare. The gray hat brim shaded his face, halfconcealing his features He was wearing an overcoat and in his crowded position he must have been most uncomfortable. Still he did not move. "You’d better go," Gypsy repeated, "If I scream, you’ll be arrested!” Apparently the stranger had found his voice. “You —you live here?” he asked. “Yes. No—l mean, why don’t you leave?” Gypsy had been too startled to be afi-aid. Suddenly it occurred to her that the burglar might have looted a lialf-dozen apartments in the building. It was foolish to let him get away. Before he could answer, she reversed her orders: "Come,on in! There—stand over there.” She pointed to a spot near the center of the room. Slowly, clumsily, the man climbed over the ledge. He stood up and she saw that he was tall and broad shouldered. His dark overcoat was a good one. There was nothing about his appearance to conform with Gypsy’s idea of a thief. He did not even wear a mask. Obligingly he walked to the spot toward which she pointed. It was a ridiculous scene. Gypsy was 5 feet 3. In her chiffon evening gown and foolish high-heeled slipper she certainly was no figure to confront a burglar. Yet the stranger accepted her commands. He looked more alarmed than the girl. Gypsy edged her way between the burglar and the window. “You’re a fine looking fellow to be climbing into people's window's,” she stormed. “Now. let’s see w'hat you’ve stolen. Empty your pockets and put the things on the bed.” “Say, listen ” for the first time she noticed his bass drawl was agreeable. “My dear young lady, if you’ll let me explain ” “You can explain to the police ” “Good Lord—say, whose apartment is this?” “Are you so particular whose things you take?” "Now, wait a minute! Give me a chance! I haven't the slightest idea in the world who you may be, and I don’t blame you for thinking I’m a thief, but you've got to believe what I'm going to say. I thought this was Phil Ti-owbridge’s -apartment ” "What?” “I said I thought this was Phil Trowbridge’s apartment.” “Why—why, it is!” tt a a THE burglar gave her a searching look. “Then what are you doing here?" he demanded. “I don't see what difference that makes "Don’t you. though? It can make a lot. For instance it might make you, young woman, the unlawful prowler instead of myself. It means I won’t have to spend the night in jail.” He took a quick glance about the room. “This is Trowbridge’s place! Sure, I recognize it now.” It was all a trick, of course. He W’as trying to make her believe he knew Phil, that he had a right to be here. "Not os fast!" th girl snapped. “There's still a law against housebreaking. I can testify I saw you climbihg through that window!’’ Their eyes met in silent duel. Then the stranger eased his posi-

Z 3 I I 5 Ij 6 | 7 |8 |9 110 id Hais gßMlfe 4|n Jr hlilltjlji! I 22 ' Mi ggp3 24 ■■?s 26 iHb^" 28 nH3O mJLbm mmmmm - ___ - ___ ___ _____ ___ _____ t 4 HORIZONTAL 31 Variant of a. Tokio? 9 Hypothetical 1 Canadian 32 Excluded. 2 Acidity. unit, national 33 Cot. 3 To harden. 10 Growing out. par j ii 34 To hesitate. 4 Postscript. 13 Maryland’s 8 Ret like. 33 Coal Ph* 3 Assessment port of entry. 11 War flyers. 30 Platforms. amount. 13 Dross. 12 Degraded. 37 The ankle. 0 Husband and 16 Well-bred 1 4 Kettle. VERTICAL ™ ifc ‘ woman. 15 Remarked. 7 Consumes. 13 Part of a 16 Minor note. 1 Where is 8 Carmine. boat. °* ymmmAvaArsmm 18 Ascends. {D|A|R|W| I INI fCjO|R|TIET|S| 21 Brought up. 19 Rodent. [AfKf HBufEfl 1 ■■AIWO ® U 1 80 Mistakes |M i —3 Oozed blood. 21 To augur. ‘ ■■■ 1 1 ■ /SlKifolr-lk i P —24 Wraps. 22 To cripple T 23 Classifies, on nonkev’s AS P E NSME ASIS 36 Torpid. cry. S I EnWaMBePoRT 27 Abode of the sssl BmSisi?lf AHaa .£*. aa Pftuiwp , JLJ£ jL ________ 30 Bill of fAK* '!£** ffllirslijM moonstruck IpiEIRISmAI go Mother. '' ' t it-ot-sic-i ti S3 Mister.

tion, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Have you got a gun?” the girl's ! voice wavered. “I wish I had.” he scowled, “Seems to be useful when you're arguing | with women. Now, for God’s sake, ; will you listen to me for two minutes?” “Well !” The man pointed to an object in the comer of the room. “See that traveling bag?” he said. “There’s a ; leather tag on the handled with a ; name and address on it. Look at it!” Suddenly their position s had charged. The girl obeyed meekly. ' They heavy pigskin bag bore the name of James R. Wallace. Gypsy read it aloud. The address was a town called Forest City. “Now look at this,” the man commanded. “Oh, take it—you don’t have to be afraid!” It was a card that he held out. i In plain Roman letters w T as the same name, James R. Wallace. The girl’s face showed she did I not understand. i “AH right,” the bass voice was continuing. “Probably you won’t believe that’s my naaue and my | traveling bag. Then there’s nothing else to do but get hold of Phil—” He had started toward the door. “Wait a minute,” exclaimed Gypsy. “You mean you mean you’re James Wallace and you know 'Phil ?” “That’s the impression L’ve been trying to convey. Let me add that I don’t know who you are, but for the time being this is my room. I’m staying here. Have been since last night.” “Then why aren’t you at the party.” “Because I don’t like parties. Now if I’ve convinced you there’s no need to call in the police perI haps you won’t mind if I take off this overcoat. It’s really quite warm. “May I ask why you aren’t at the party yourself? I suppose that’s what you’re here for.” tt tt ts “T DON’T like parties either,” said X the girl. “I was running away from this one.” “That so? Interesting. My unusual mode of entrance” (he waved toward the window "was prompted by the same idea.” Gypsy had sunk into a chair. “Is it really true,” she asked, “that you’re a friend of Phil’s and that j you’re stopping here? Anne didn’t say anything about having a house guest.” “Anne didn’t know I was in town. She thought I was having dinner with some people out on Long Isi land. Then I—changed my plans and didn’t want to take a chance | on running into her dinner party gang. " “Happened to know I could go to the floor above and come down the fire escape. Wait a minute—maybe this’ll convince you I’m not ; lying.” He pulled a collection of letters and papers from his inner coat pocket, hastily searching through the pile. “Here—saved it for the adflress.” The young man held toward her a letter on Phil Trowbridge’s office stationery. Gypsy read it hastily, saw the signature. The girl smiled uncertainly. “I’m convinced,” she said. “Excuse me for mistaking you for a burglar.” She paused, then added, “Maybe I ought to introduce myself. I’m Gypsy Mcßride—Anne’s cousin.” “How do you do?” Wallace took off his hat, tossed it aside. It occurred to Gypsy that all through the interview the young man had not smiled. He had blue eyes, very level in their gaze, and hair with a reddish cast. Ordinary features improved by a good chin, ; but Gypsy did not notice that. A young man one might look at j twice because of his strapping phy- ! sique and the way he carried his | shoulders. Gypsy, looking at him j more carefully, noticed the welltailored blue suit. And she had thought him a burglar! Instead of smiling or showing any friendliness, Wallace glowered. “Better run along back to your bridge game now,” he said. “They’ll be looking for you.” “I’m not going back.” “What’s the matter? Don’t, like the party? Then what did you come for?” Gypsy’s dark eyes met the blue ones. “I came because I was lonesome,” she said. “I wanted to forget about something, but the longer I | stayed, the more lonesome I got.” Wallace eyed her solemnly. | “That’s too bad. So you’re lonesome! ! Asa matter of fact, I’ve been loneI some myself. And I’ll tell you what

I’m going to do about it—celebrate. Maybe you’d like to come along. I’ve got a lot to celebrate tonight." “What makes you lonesome?” Gypsy asked curiously. U 9 tt WALLACE had been leaning against a chest of drawers. Now he pulled a chair toward him and sat down. “I’ll tell you,” he said slowly. “Maybe you’ll get a laugh. I’m going to celebrate because the girl I expected to marry has just informed me she’s made a better catch. “Marry me?—why should she when she .can have the Phillips millions? Why, indeed. Well—why don’t you laugh?” Wallace laughed coldly. “I suppose you’ve been jilted, too,” he suggested drily. The girl nodded her head. “That’s what I was trying to forget about,” she said. “You mean that?” Wallace asked, and when he sa,v she was serious, he added. “Say—l’m sorry! Maybe it’s not so bad as you think.” Gypsy shook her head. “It’s final,” she said. “No doubt about it.” “Quarrel?” “Well—Not exactly. Maybe it’s something like your case. The—other parson found someone likes better. She’s got lots of money, too.” Wallace laughed shortly. It was not a pleasant laugh. “That’s funny!” he declared. “That’s a good one. Well, why don’t you find somebody else? Show him you don’t care? Celebrate—!” “But I don’t want anybody else.” She caused, then continued. “You see. I’m Anne’s cousin, but I really don’t- belong here. “This isn’t even my dress—it’s Anne’s. Anne just asked me because someone else couldn’t come. I work—” Suddenly she stopped, smiling ruefully. “I mean I did work,” Gypsy corrected herself. “I’m a typist, but I threw up my job this “What are you going to do now?” “I don’t know. Look for something else, I suppose. I haven’t thought about it—” Wallace leaned forward. “Don’t do it,” he said. “I’ve got a better idea. Let’s get married!” (To Be Continued) CARVINGS o¥ DISPLAY Greek Mythology Depicted in Indiana Limestone. By Times Special BLOOMINGTON, Ind., March 14. —A two-day display of carved Indiana limestone, product of the Shawnee Stone Company of Bloomington, for adornment of the Chicago Museum of Industrial Science, opened here today. The company has extended an invitation to the public to attend the exhibit, including students of the John Herron Art Institute school at Indianapolis. The carvings depict Greeek mythology, including copies of sculpture from the Parthenon in Athens, Greece.

STICKERS Use the letters of the eight words shown above to make eight new words * which, when placed in proper order in the white squares, form a perfect word square, reading the same from left to right as from top to bottom. The first of the new words is “CROW” and goes in . the first horizontal and the first vertical line. f4

Answer for Yesterday

This shows how ihe white squares can be fillet? with numbers so that they will add to 1909, either horizontally, vertically cr diagonally Si

TARZAN AND THE GOLDEN LION

' V P3O to a.; r.f)n fMW \\

Dooth spoke, as he was bid. “You are in great danger, O high one. Many of us know of your love for this strange ape-man, and there are those who plot against you! Even at this moment Cadj and Oah and others plan your undoing. Spies are set to watch you, knowing you would liberate the ape-man. In but one way may you save yourself. Laos Opar!” “And what is that way?” she asked. “You must, with your own hands, upon the altar of our temple sacrifice the ape-man to the flaming, god!”

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

I'fltof ami our \ f L W-TH’ 015 1 \TEXAS STEER l I ( —'TriEM Voii > CAAJ \ f wrfH DiflAinyf / JfS®

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

X '♦JAWT TO TWANkL J ! o log i ct'c Ail 1 AU-W Rios FOR S SMJI NES-LSS SUREL LETS ALL 1 HELP I MS' OUT THE vPAy j To DO IT, SSO OUT / 30 001 ASi <S ’ S/S f 'jCU DlD,\wrn4 THE. A/ FRECKLES OoyTT ft S££ ( HIM TWREg DOCTOR SILL FOB. j "TOO THINK vNE I 1 HUA , ) CHEERS rjL - *®® B9 ®

WASHINGTON TUBBS II

f Wt ( Smi V 1 thought\N VJ KOStMEM * ( this ms a sugar / n^ii Tso ATTEMPT tS MADE BV THE LOITERERS 6Vi SHORE MOTWIM6 BUT A HUGE SEAstop them, wash amd easv reach the wtss\ssippf marsh ow the other side, there gS LEVEE VMEU. IN ADVANCE OF THEiR PURSUERS. 'S MOTHIMCr Tto pD BUT TO PU)N ex- ' I— 7A INTO IT.

SALESMAN SAM

£(300 Hopl l CAM’T FiMD \ Dio! t LOOKED IN TUftS* "TouCrHl NIEftNS No f<SEe,"CeoDoße ( V/iSH Ivouß. mqnlfY Th’ sptw oAvte j Don’t cp.y 1 look in Ver. al(1 Th' Pockets in mvy /0010 fish for you wo no Ya fro anther PockSt m

BOOTS HER BUDDIES

VrtOVTA VA WOUO, I OWH-VA HEEOMT ewtvcts. i i Ktftw "mom" f AVTAW I t O\OK>T OO -jo EAO •■•TOR Sj SPCT j A E>E6\MMER '. WW. AN V“ EXPERRMCE iAVLt X WN3 u uki Mm o*>ti

Next morning La secretly sent Dooth with food for Tarzan. After hearing the details of the plot against her, the high priestess made her decision—and her plans. In line with Dooth’s warning, there soon came to the apartments of the queen a young priestess who was the sister of Oah. Even before she had spoken, La knew she was an emissary of Cadj. And that the treachery of which Dooth had warned her was already under way. The girl was abashed in the presence of the high priestess, and it was some time before she could speak V instructions.

—By Ahern

Then, as she had been instructed to say by Cadj and Oah, the girl swore she had overheard these two declare they would be glad if the ape-man escaped. "I thought,” she concluded, “that La, the queen, would be glad to know this, since it is plain to all of us that La does not wish to sacrifice the ape-man upon the altar.” “My duty is clear,” replied La in a haughty voice. “I need not Cadj or any priestess to describe it to me. No other hand tnan mine shall offer this man's blood to the Flaming God. Upon the .third day he shall die. La has spoken 1 Go!”

OUT OUR WAY

"y A yes- Hfc /Bw / /'-ST-Thou \ r CAM 6E Oovie i AK4 AOVJ VOO MO Money. ’ Aa v?iGHT, i* i himself Cm DO r. £q moTA'vj. DOmT ©E. —.. r n -C*Qu i Oy -yMyJ LoH ? VMEIJ FywslW CANT be ahead T'-Ory \ AM O ~ ; G'r Diom-t j V mi<=> PAV* A A Fam , lw>o r \he* Beem 'VEER A DAy IMVJ€*T < /.\ j To g ACC o , GOOOCIOES, PAy iM‘ OFF j V <M MO N';;, OR AMyflW ~'M [mikyselF. T )l||] FACT. HE'LL HENEC? tQ 7 (11 i wamT. BE gaoSE jT~^y \Gei_v .y ** ij jfl \\ he MtNER WAmTeO. !| m J j; mhe domT ovnm a a 3 \ -TT, ic. CC>C- r\ i J * V ft* 3 u - P<T orr ! HitX rntAU. amiy m* soviet, me. i

' SOT.' IF UNDY ONLY 7 .\V QAL] DaTi IZNENI HCNJ vw6 ALL SAVE l \VU O cur pENMies fob ww\, A aNjv Oi 1C *-> s x betcwa wed sc j S iiiliiii

: ———m GT-LG—!! ■■■■■■ ■ .J_*. ■*” " " ■■ l ■— ' 1 —* 1 mtmm •y f MHE SEAMEN QUtCKLV ONE UP THE CHASE. TrtE MARSH OBOWS I ■ worse AND WORSE, BUT THE thought OF BEING CAPTURED I AMD SEMT BACK To A COSTA GRAWDEAN / T 'TZ' ~ DUNGEON, SPURS THE FUGiTWES ON AMP ON. / . OR. A ROAD. J

S' mtmmmmmm ■ .m..i._ <i i <■ ■■ i * tifc&dftT AJNT OH tAJtVY! 1 9UNNO XXXM. K\ tAE !MV \6>MT VCETC.HEO sjot mo o& 6©ommwm' vensnvn' MCftYVkN’ , AK>‘ ah'* hpmvm' a OMCt 1M * V\Efc- J W GRANO T\VV& OOIM* VT an' VT T\ME NEVWVAH- V EMERYONE HA*. A\K>H CO*T\m‘ tAfc K\nTVA\K\ ’ cr *.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

The effect of these words upon the girl were just what La had anticipated. Disappointment and chagrin were written on the face of Cadj’s messenger. When she had left the presence of the high priestess. La coud scarcely restrain a smile. She had no intention of sacrificing Tarzan, but this, of course, the sister of Oah did' not know. So she returned to Cadj and repeated all that La had said. The high priest in his turn was filled with angry disappointment. And Oah, who was present, raged up and down, furious at the failure of this plot to

PAGE 5

—By Williams

—By Blosser

—By Crane

—By Small

—By Martin