Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 126, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 October 1931 — Page 9

OCT. 5, 1931

/GUILTY® UPS fc y LAURA LOU BROOKMAN

*>CULN MF.Ht TODAT Pr* NOruiA KK.HT. 20-ver-old m*cmrt. inrrl* Mark Traver*. millionaire • eon. In epne of oppoeitton ol Mark e father, t. hi. TRAVfcKB. Tha atorr opent In Marlboro, mi a (lieweetern mrtrooolu. After an exrfavaaant honeymoon at fashionable Biue Springs the counle return to Marlboro. It ii weeks before the young rnan can find wor*. He Josra his first job. then become? a floorwalker In a depart- , ment store. In spite of poverty, he and / Norma are haoov until his lather sends for him. The elder Travers offers to take Mark Into his business organization If the son will prove he can make good. . . . , Marks first assignment Involved a business trio to France. Norma must remain at home. She tries to persuade Mark not to bo. but he departs. Norma, rudely treated at her father-in-law's home, silos awav. leaving no trice of her whereabouts. CHRIS SMJNDKRS. Norma's former roommate, helps her find a job. Marks father employs detectives to trail the clrl. Thev produce records to show Norma three vears earlier had been convicted on a vice charge. In spite of evidence that she was Innocent and the charge framed, Travers sends his <awver to Paris. . . Weeks later Norma receives a letter telling her Mark has divorced her. 'Thrls helps her to find work and loans her monev when she becomes 111. In August Norma's son Is born. When little Msrk is four months old Norma begins work again typing manuscripts at home. 808 FARRELL sends her flowers at Christmas and calls frcauentlv. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORE CHAPTER FORTY (Continued) IT was a week after that hospital visit that Chris returned home one night with news. "Mr. Stuart stopped in to see me this afternoon,” she announced before even pulling off her hat. “Wanted to know how you and the baby are getting along.” “That was nice of him,” Norma, In an apron, was busy at the table. “But that wasn’t all!” Chris continued. “He asked me if I thought you'd be interested in some work you could do at home. Copying manuscripts. “It seems a novel’s been submitted to him in long hand. He thinks it’s going to be a tremendous success, but before it can go to publishers it must be typed.” “I could do it,” Norma said eagerly. “Os course I could! I’ll rent a typewriter—” “That won’t be necessary. Mr. Stuart said he'd send one out. He seems to have a lot of confidence in your work, Norma. Went on to tell me this new secretary doesn't do half as much as you did. “He wants the finished copy on this novel in two weeks and he’s willing to pay SSO for the job.” “I’ll telephone him tonight,” Norma announced. “Oh, Chris, I’ve been so anxious to begin earning something. It's terrible to be in debt! I never have been before—not really big amounts I mean. “I’ll telephone Mr. Stuart and if he can send the typewriter and manuscript I’ll start tomorrow!” “You’re sure you feel well enough? Typing’s hard work you know.” “The very sound of the typewriter will be music to my ears. That SSO looks bigger to me than any amount of money I’ve ever seen. I’m going to telephone Mr. Stuart right now!” tt tt a NEXT day the typewriter and sheaf of manuscript arrived at the apartment. When Chris saw how her friend’s spirits improved, all doubts about the wisdom of the venture fled. Work certainly agreed with Norma. Before the two weeks ended in which “Waning Moon” was transformed from bulky, illegible pages to a stack of neatly typed manuscript Stuart sent word that lie would have more copying for Norma. He sent out a play and later two short stories with a note saying it was pleasant to find a typist who could be counted on to read intelligently and accurately; Norma earned S7O within a month and the sum went to Chris as part payment on her loan. It was December. A dozen times Chris uttered silent pi'ayers of gratitude to Frederick Stuart. Without knowing it, he was helping Norma over a bad place—perhaps the hardest time since Mark Travers’ departure. Just a year before Norma had said goodby to her husband. Treacherous memories surely must be stabbing at Norma's heart. Dec. 24 brought a tiny Christmas tree to the apartment for baby Mark. It was a bit of evergreen bought on the street, but Mark

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crowed with delight when he saw it, dressed in bright spangles. A rattle and gaily-colored string of wooden beads were his first gifts. Chris received a SSO bonus in her pay envelope Christmas week and spent almost all of it on small remembrances for others. Christmas morning a gorgeous pot of poinsettias arrived for Norma with “Merry Christmas” written on Bob Farrell’s card. Bob had resumed the old habit of dropping in at the apartment. Always a week or more elapsed between these visits. Bob thought the baby amusing, brought him ridiculous presents. One Sunday afternoon it was a miniature football. Another time a • toy airship. Twice Mrs. Carey from ! across the hall stayed with the baby while Chris and Norma went driv- i ing with Bob. The two girls were home together one evening late in January. Chris, propped on the davenport with a stack of cushions, suddenly dropped her magazine. “I thought Bob might come around tonight,” she said. “He telephoned. He’s coming tomorrow. I forgot to mention it.” “Beginning to see a good deal of Bob, aren’t we?” Chris’ words were carefully impersonal. Normal smiled. “I’ve noticed that," she agreed. “I—l like to have him come, don’t you?” CHAPTER FORTY-ONE NORMA earned $95 during the six weeks she typed manuscripts for Frederick Stuart. The sum went to Chris as a first payment on tire amount she had borrowed. The original loan of $250 was mounting astonishingly. "Lots of time to pay it,” Chris always said carelessly when Norma spoke about the debt. Chris would never present a detailed statement of the money she had spent, though she was always promising to do so. Norma’s own accounting told her the sum was close to SI,OOO. The $95 was the barest beginning —little more than enough to pay Norma’s share of the rent and food bill for the six weeks. That was the hopeless part of being in debt. Most of what Norma could earn would be gobbled up by immediate expenses. It was because this problem was never far from her mind that Norma welcomed the opportunity that came the second week in February even though it involved separation from baby Mark. Jennie Clark, the girl who had taken Norma’s place as Stuart's secretary, resigned on short notice. Jennie explained she could return to the office where she had been let out when the staff was reduced. She said she liked the first job better and that this time it would be permanent. Chris Saunders, whose knowledge was amazing considering the fact she never asked personal questions, told Norma the reason Jennie wanted to go back to the other office was because a young man in whom she was interested worked there. When Jennie announced she was leaving, Stuart telephoned Norma and offered her the job. That same afternoon she went down town and told him she could start work the following week. * tt THE problem of caring for Mark had been easily arranged. For $6 each week Mrs. Carey, who lived across the hall, agreed to keep the baby during the hours Norma would be away. Mrs. Carey had no children. She was fond of them and before her marriage had worked as a practical nurse. A pleasant, conscientious woman, she could be trusted to carry out Norma’s instructions exactly and she welcomed the chance to earn even so small an amount. When Norma told Frederick Stuart she would come back to work as his secretary, she added, “I’m going to have to ask for more money. Mr. Stuart? I want $35 a week. I think I’m worth it, and if any manuscripts come in to be typed I can do them in addition to the other work. "I had Jots of time before that I might just as well have been typing.

You I haven’t just myself to think about now. I have to make more money. For a moment Stuart frowned. “This is a poor time to be increasing salaries,” he said, “but—well. I’ll pay you $35! Ye, and I think you’ll earn it! Be here at 9 on Monday.” Norma told him she would be there. During the ride home on the street car she tried to compute mentally how long, at $35 a week, it would take to pay the money che owed Chris. For one thing that debt would not be growing larger now. She could pay her way and little Mark’s. Whatever it was possible to save would be paid to Chris. tt u IT was hard Monday morning to leave the baby. Sharp doubts plagued Norma all through the day. Suppose Mrs. Carey didn’t get his formula jus. right! Suppose she should leave Mark alone. Even in five minutes he might wriggle from the bed and hurt himself. Norma remembered how Junior Baker had been scalded. She suffered harrowing moments of despair. When the lunch hour arrived, she telephoned to ask the landlady’s daughter to go upstairs and ask Mrs. Carey how Mark was getting along. Norma was informed that the baby was sleeping. Nothing at all eventful had happened. Mrs. Carey reported Mark was “getting along fine.” At 5:45 Norma reached the top of the stairs and burst breathlessly into the apartment. “The baby—is everything all right—” “Bless his little heart!” said Mrs. Carey. “He hasn’t been a bit of trouble." Good as a regular little angel all day! I did everything the way you said, Mrs. Travers. I gave him his bottle at 3 o’clock and he went to sleep when he’d finished it. Look at him!” Mark’s wide blue eyes considered his mother with interest. He wiggled a foot and gurgled contentedly. tt tt u NORMA, down on her knees beside the bed, felt a wave of overwhelming relief. There was tiny Mark exactly as she had left him. No frightful accident. No unforeseen tragedy. The baby was as happy and safe as if she had been yith him all day. “Thank you, Mrs. Carey,” Norma said, rising to her feet “I—l couldn’t help but feel worried. It’s the first day I’ve ever left him, you know! You’ve taken beautiful care of him and I’m not going to let myself worry any more. I’ll see if I can’t be home a little earlier tomorrow night.” “Well, I’ll just run along since you’re here. I’ll have to be getting the supper ” Mrs. Carey disappeared without finishing the sentence. Chris arrived a few moments later and the two girls soon were busy preparing their own evening meal. Schooling herself not to worry over the baby’s welfare was the hardest part of Norma’s new schedule. She liked working with Stuart. It was true Jennie Clark had been slack about keeping the files in order. Other tasks that should have been attended had been neglected. The accumulated work made Norma’s first days in the office unusually busy ones. Still, there were agonizing moments when she pictured Mark tossing and feverish from some sudden, mysterious illness or his little body shaking with sobs, unable to tell what ailed him. (To Be Continued)

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