Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 112, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 September 1931 — Page 19

SEPT. 18,1931.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY JPnUv NORMA KENT. 20-\par-old MCft^P r 'J® arrlp * MARK TRAVERS, son of It TRAVERS, millionaire reai estate ealer. In SDlte of the father's odposi'"JJEL an(l threat* to disinherit Mark. Tne *torv open* In Marlboro, middle western metropolis. Mark sells his ex* pensive roadster to sret money for the noneyrmoon and he and Norma go to fashionable Blue Borinas. There Norma meets HOLLIB STONE. •nd It la evident from the girl's nsanner that she has known Stone before and for some reason seems to fear him. Their monev Is soon gone .partly due to Mark’s gambling. With *SOO borrowed from Stone the counle returns to Marlboro. Mark sets out on a round of Pleasure seeking Instead of hunting a lie Introduces Norma to NATALIE PRICE, a debutante who long has honed to marry Mark. When their funds dwindle again Mark and Norma move to a cheaD apartment. Mark begins to hunt work seriously. He gets one lob and loses It. Then he becomes a floorwalker In Bloaaomdale’s department store. On the anniversary of their marriage two months before he brings Norma roses. Bhe is outraged at this extravagance and they uuarrel. Norma threatens to leave him. but Mark’s mother arrives. MRS TRAVERS urges Mark to seek a reconciliation with his father, but he tefuaes. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX IContinued) Sister Sarah wrote about oldfashioned festivities at grandmother’s so that you could almost see an old white farm house and a jolly family gathered about the table waiting for second helpings. nun Thanksgiving was three days away. For a week Norma had been thinking about the holiday. Mark weuld not have to go to the store and the rest would be a fine thing for him. So much of the time lately Mark had looked tired. Cooking the Thanksgiving dinner Was a challenge to Norma’s housewifely ability. She was eager to show her skill and at the same time a little anxious. She had read every word in Sister Sarah’s column for several days. Turkey, of course, was out of the question. Imagine cooking a turkey for two! Chicken seemed commonplace. Norma made her decision therefore in favor of duck. She was concentrating this morning on the printed instructions for roasting a duck. “Truss the bird. . . .Put in roasting pan and place in hot oven. Baste at frequent intervals . . It might be simple to someone who knew exactly what it all meant. What was “basting” and how frequent were “frequent intervals’’? a a u SUDDENLY an inspiration popped into the girl’s head. She went to the telephone. “I’d like to speak to Miss Saunders,” she informed the girl who answered. Another moment and she heard Chris’ voice. “Hello, Chris. How are you? Oh —fine, of course! Listen, is it all right to interrupt your business hours to ask advice about cooking? It is? Well—that’s lucky because there’s something I just have to know. “I want to have roast duck for dinner Thursday and can you tell me what I’m supposed to do with it after I get it home from the meat market?” Most of the answer that came over the wire was lost in laughter. “But, Chris, I mean it! I’ve been reading a lot of recipes in the paper and I can’t make head or tail of them. It says to baste the duck, but I don’t see why it needs to be sewed—” Explanations were in order. Chris, never-failing source of assistance, explained the term “basting” in its culinary use. She told Norma to get paper and pencil and when she had them and was back at the telephone gave careful instructions for preparation of the fowl. “It really isn’t difficult, Norma,” the older girl said. “Just do it the way I've told you and I'm sure there won’t be any trouble. “Os course you want to buy your duck at a market where you know they'll give you a good one.” “Oh, Mr. Sykes always gives me good meat. I’m not worried about that part. Thanks a thousand times, Chris. You certainly are a lifesaver. “By the way, what are you doing Thursday? Why don’t you come out? To dinner I mean! We'd love to have you—!” a tt tt CHRIS declined the invitation with apologies. She had an engagement, she said. She didn’t spe-

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cify where or with whom her dinner engagement was. "But you will come out to see us soon, won’t you?” Norma Insisted. ‘‘Of course I will. Sunday maybe. If there’s anything else you want to ask about your duck, don’t hesitate to call." “I won't. And I’ll do it exactly the way you told me. Goodby, Chris. You certainly are an angel!” Wednesday morning, bright and earlyf Norma set out on her shopping tour. She bought a four-pound duck which Mr. Sykes, the dependable butcher, assured her would come out of the roasting oven flavorsome and tender. She stopped at the grocery store and ordered vegetables, a jar of mineemeat, cheese and nuts and several kinds of fruit to make a centerpiece. The things were to be delivered, and as Norma walked home the crisp air brought color into her cheeks. The wind whipped her skirts. There was a park nearby and she always made the trip to the store walking along the edge of the park until she had to turn. Dead leaves rustled on the sidewalk. The trees were nearly bare now. Somehow the fall had flown past without her realizing it. So much had happened in the past weeks. The dry leaves crunched under her feet. The girl felt an Impulse, swiftly quelled, to forget about groceries and cooking and the cleaning that awaited her in the apartment and to spend the morning in the park. It would be ridiculous—but it would also be grand fun. tt * tt DUTIFULLY she turned away from the park and went on to the apartment. It just had occurred to Norma how she had spent Thanksgiving a year before. A dinner engagement with Bob Farrell. Almost the first time she had gone out with him. She remembered Bob had taken her to a restaurant downtown for a heavy and indigestible dinner and that afterward they had driven country roads in a car Bob had borrowed. What would Bob be doing tomorrow? she wondered. How little she had thought of him lately and how much he had occupied her thoughts a few months ago! Norma reached the apartment and immediately stray fancies vanished. There was work to be done and the girl settled down to it immediately. The whole apartment must be made immaculate. She was in the midst of the sweeping when there was a ring at the door. It was the boy from the store who waited outside. Norma set the groceries on the kitchen table and returned the basket. Then she put the duck in the ice box and went on with her sweeping. Dinner that evening was late. Mark did not arrive home until after 6. He threw down his hat and coat and told Norma it had been a tiresome day. More people in the store because of the coming holiday. Customers, keyed to excitement, a little more impatient than usual. Yes, Mark was weary. He had been at Blossomdale’s for three weeks now. There had been two $35 pay checks and on Saturday there would be another. The young Traverses, though they had little on the credit side of the ledger, were at least meeting their debts, paying their living expenses, and, remarkable as it might seem, quite happy. There had been no quarrels since the night Mark brought home the roses. Both Mark and Norma were too tired at the end of a day to regret the fact they had no money for recreation. tt tt u “T'M so glad you’ll be home all A day tomorrow,” Norma said as she set the last dish on the table. “You really need the rest, Mark. You’ve been over-doing.” “Oh, it isn’t that! Just that I’m new at this stuff. Not used to being on my feet all day and don’t know enough about the store. “Boy, when the Christmas rush starts I suppose I’ll think this was a picnic! After the second week

in December the store is open from 9 in the morning until 9 at night.” “But they’ll pay you extra, won’t they?” “Hope so. I haven’t found out yet. Well, what’s the program for tomorrow?” “Dinner at 2. I thought you'd want to sleep late. Is that all right?” “O. K. with me. Say, you know there's one thing I’m piighty glad about—won’t have to sit across from Aunt Matilda and hear her talk about what happened the summer of ’72 in Progress City and how great-uncle Hiram homswoggled the Indians out of their land.” “What did happen in Progress City?” “I don’t know! God forbid, I listened! Aunt Matilda’s nearly 80, but she can out-talk any one I ever met. What do you say, kid? Shall we step out to a movie?” Norma dimpled. “There’s Jack Oakie in the new one at the Century.” “Let's see it!” it tt tt PERHAPS the roast duck Norma drew from the oven next day was not seasoned exactly to the taste of a French chef. Perhaps its dressing could have been improved. Nevertheless, the bird was beautifully roasted. It was well cooked, and, according to Mark Travers, it was the finest fare he had ever eaten. The duck was after all only a part of the carefully prepared meal. That it was a success was enough to put Norma into the true spirit of Thanksgiving day. She knew the candied sweet potatoes, the salad and rolls and the mince pie were as they should be. Hearing Mark praise her cooking—as he did praise it—was more than reward for the hours she had spent in the tiny kitchen. They dined by candlelight and the fruit centerpiece was as colorful and attractive as though it had been arranged on a silver platter instead of one of the plates from the “five and ten.” At the other side of the city in a palatial dining room an elaborate dinner was being served. Mark’s father and mother sat at either end of that dining table. Half a dozen servants had spent their efforts preparing and serving the repast. It was the sort of Thanksgiving dinner to which Mark Travers had been accustomed all his life. a tt tt THERE could have been no greater contrast than the simple meal Norma had cooked and the one at which Mark’s parents sat. Perhaps Mark was thinking something of this sort. He leaned forward across the table and found the girl’s hand. As he pressed it Mark said in a lowered voice. “You—you make me awfully happy. You’re so sweet, Norma.” All of which was ample reason for Norma Travers to rise next morning feeling the world was a grand place in which to live. She finished her tasks in the apartment. Then she dressed, putting on the old polo coat and snug hat she had worn so often on daily trips to the law office. (To Be Continued)

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