Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 139, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 October 1931 — Page 11

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ni . BEGIN here today ..Old MRS. JtPITER, wlf of the millionaire anlomnhilr manufacturer, *l*e an Mijitfmmi dinner and danrr for fcor WfrrotarT. MARY HARKNF.SS. oho i* to wa rrT DIRK RtrYTHER. hlurtloodrd yountr tawvrr. Mary receive* a trlrnhonr rail from P* r , ,f I ‘l>' ,r arf brother*. EDDIE. savin* •* , trouble and mu*t see her. The ofrirllv *ua riled avainst “eatehrrauar Mr*. .luniter Is wear“r >mona Jupiter ruhir*. i.. a,^T arranae* for Eddie to hr admittrd secretly. When she coo* upstairs lo mrrt him. she find* Mr*. Jupiter r °hbed and murdered in her room. Dirk, she find* him with COR>FUA TADOR. hi* ehlldhood sweetheart. Dirk advise* her to keep silent about Eddie unti' he can locate the bov. BOW'EN, reporter for the Star, shows unusual interest in the ease. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SIX do you know about ▼ V telephone call?” Kane asked. ‘‘l don’t know a thing. Inspector. I just asked!” the Star reporter replied. The reporter, whose name was Bowen, turned away toward the stairs. t “Well, I’ll just run up and see how Bill's making out. I'd like to get a look at that necklace myself. No objections?” “Go ahead.” They had all gone and Mary found herself alone with Mr. Jupiter in the library. A fire crackled in the great fireplace. A dim haze of cigaret smoke filled the air. It was very quiet. The tick of a grandfather clock sounded in her ears like the voice of conscience, pushing her forward. She got up and went over and sat down beside Mr. Jupiter in front of the fire. “Mr. Jupiter, there's something I must tell you ” Her hands were cold and her throat so dry she could hardly get the words out, but she was resolved to go on. She could not bear the sight of that bowed figure without doing something to help. He looked up vaguely, as if becoming aware of her for the first time. Seeing the suffering in that lined fare, Mary's heart failed her. She remembered with a stab of fright Dr. Jordan’s warning of a few hours ago. “He must not be allowed to brood if we can help it. If he does, his mind will go.” a a a MR. JUPITER'S devotion to his wife, the doctor had reminded Mary, was unique even among happily married couples. He told her why; at least, he told what he had heard—that Mrs. Jupiter had turned down the richest man in their small upstate village to marry Jim Jupiter, a penniless mechanic, and live in poverty. That was why he had lived just to give her everything. Now she was gone, his reason for living was taken from him. Brooding on the tragedy might shake his sanity, and no wonder, since it was the very jewels he had delighted to deck her in lhat had brought about her death. “Come and see me soon,” Dr. Jordan had said to Mary, earnestly. “I want to talk to you about what we must do to save him.” Odd that she should be the one he talked to about this. But she did not have time to wonder whst he meant. “Mr. Jupiter, I’ve something to tell you—” she repeated. “Eh? Oh, yes.” He smiled and roused himself. “I know—you’re going to leave us. Well, we expected that. But we didn’t think it would be so soon. You and Dirk going to get married right off?” “No, no!” Mary assured him emphatically, much to her own surprise. "Not for a long time yet.” He looked utterly bereft, what else could she have said? He was staring into the fire again. His face was working, like that of a child who is trying hard not to cry. Sick, with pity, Mary looked away. “It's not the same without her, is it, child?” she said sadly. Dr. Jordan’s words flashed into her Taking a deep breath, she plunged ahead. “Mr. Jupiter, last night my—l had a telephone call from my brother. I haven’t seen him for quite a long time. He called me up during the party, and ” * a * HIS face was turned politeiy toward her, but she knew he was. not listening. “That so? How's he getting on?” He was making an effort to be interested. But to her own ears she

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I sounded like a fearful fool, chattering of her own affairs at such a time. “I'm afraid he's in trouble, Mr. Jupiter. I don’t know what, but I'm afraid it's pretty bad.” (“An amateur—a bungler!” She must not think about that!) "Well,” the flat old voice replied lifelessly, “nothing that a few dollars won't fix, I guess. He'll come out all right. Few things in the world that a few dollars won't fix.” 'Oh, it isn't that! But I asked him here—and he hasn’t come. I don't know where he is. I’ve been —pretty worried —” How to tell him! Here she was going 'round and ’round the subject, and not saying what she meant to say at all. “Don’t do it!” he barked at her. “Don’t do it! It’s not a woman’s place to worry about a man. Man’s place to worry about a woman. Let him do that!” "I will. But he’s so young. He isn’t 21 yet.” She hadn’t thought of it before but now it came to her that whatever Eddie had been up j to, his punishment would be tem- ! pered for him—he was still a minor ! in the eyes of the law. “I’m sorry to see you go, now more than ever,” Mr. Jupiter rej sumed. Eddie did not interest him much; he was of a different stripe from his sister, and he never had cared much about the boy. “I’ll tell you, if it wasn't for this Dirk of vours—we had plans about you. Mama and I. I don’t know but she’d like them carried out anyway, now she’s gone and can’t attend to it herself.” Mary had no idea of what was coming: as he continued, her amazement grew. ana “VIT'E always wanted a daughter, W and after Bruce went away, and you came, Mama used to say how nice it was to have a young girl in the house. There’s something about a girl—you can buy ’em dresses and things.” The Paris dress! How happy she had been in it, only yesterday. Mary shut her eyes to squeeze back tears. “Os course, Bruce will marry some day; but then we never see as much of Bruce as we’d like to.” The shadow of a very real bitterness crossed his face. “No, that might not happen anyway in our lifetime, and like as not it would be one of those foreign women he's always writing about. “No, we thought we wouldn’t wait for that. We had you here, and liked you, and we thought we’d just adopt you. Now, what would you have said to that?” It was like a fairy-tale come true. She found herself laughing and cry- ! ing at once. “It would have been wonderful! Perfectly wonderful!” “Yes—well,” he said, pleased as a child, “we’ll have to see about it when all this is over. Things are pretty bad right now. But you mustn’t let it worry you, or change your plans a jot. “Bruce’ll be along any day now. I dare say there'll be an answer to my cable before the day’s over, and when he comes he’ll brighten things up a bit.” Mary tried to believe that this was so, but could only reflect bitterly on what she had heard of the absent Bruce and his ways. “Pull that bell-cord, will you?” Mr. Jupiter asked, suddenly. But Spence when he came had nothing to report. The old man sank back. “I suppose there’s hasn't been j time.” tt tt tt ALTHOUGH she never had seen him, Mary’s heart was hardened against him. It was plain to see how much his parents missed him, how puzzled they were by his continued absence. They treasured his infrequent letters. written in a patois almost unintelligible to them and sprinkled with the names of persons and places they knew nothing at all about. Now she tried to soften the blow for the old man. “He may be out of town.” "Well, he's no business to bel” he snapped. Instead of soothing 1 him, the suggestion seemed to anger | him. “The place for that young man is back in this country, and I’ll mighty soon tell him so when I i see him!

“If he’d been here, where he ought to be. at his mothers side, this never would have happened!” Whether his grievance was justified or not, it was exceedingly bitter. Mary hoped for Bruce’s sake he was managing to endure spring in Parts this year. “We’ve taken a lot of comfort in you, Mary,” Mr. Jupiter continued more gently. ,“You may as well have some of what we’ve got, along with Bruce. “The Ruythers have nothing. Never will have anything. Steve’s too close. He wouldn’t plant a nickel that wouldn’t raise a dollar.” Mary sat stunned. They loved her enough for that—to have made her their own daughter, given her a share in the immense Jupiter fortune! But would he feel the same about it, when he knew? “That would have been wonderful,” she managed to say, “but—let’s not think about it now.” a a a npHE nurse Dr. Jordan had sent came in, starchily efficient, and interrupted them. “Time for Mr. Jupiter to get some rest” she told him firmly. Those were Dr. Jordan's orders. Bed, and his luncheon brought up to him. “Faugh!” The nurse recoiled before his rejection of her. “Where’s Spence? Who told Jordan to send a woman over here? You go back and tell him I said to mind his own business. I guess I've still got sense enough to know when to go to bed.” When the indignant lady finally had been persuaded that her presence was not wanted, and Mr. Jupiter had been delivered into the hands of his ancient servitor, Mary bethought herself of Bessie. It might not hurt to drop a cautious word. Spence could not say where she was. She was a light-headed baggage and he would just like the job of discharging her if she didn’t tend to business better than this. “Oh, I wouldn’t do that just yet!” Mary said hurriedly. “She’s probably around somewhere.” “She’ll be wherever the men are,” was Senpce’s acid reply. This proved true enough. For as Mary mounted the stairs to go to her own room she was surprised to hear voices on the landing, one of them the maid’s. “Don’t you know any movie directors, honest?” she was saying. “Gee, I thought newspaper men knew everybody there is!” The voice of Bowen, the Star’s reporter, replied wearily, “No, I don’t, and if I did, what of it? Listen, sister, I’ve got an edition to catch. If you’ve got anything to tell me, let’s have it and forget the Hollywood stuff. Come on, what’s it all about?” "Will you put my picture in the paper?” “Sure, sure. Out with it.” The reporter moved down a step. Time was short and he did not believe the girl had anything of importance to reveal. "We—ll,” she lowered her voice to a whisper just as Mary hurried up the steps. "Oh, Bessie,” Mary interrupted coolly, “Spence is looking everywhere for you. Your friend will excuse you, I’m sure.” The startled maid jumped and fled past her down the stairs in precipitate haste, leaving Mary face to face with the embarrassed newspaperman. “Have you finished your work?” she asked coldly. “Because if you have, you’d better go.” (To Be Continued) Corn Show Planned By Times Special VAN BUREN, Ind., Oct. 20.—Preliminary plans have been made for the 1932 Grant county corn show, to be held here the third week in January for two days. Nearly SSOO in prizes will be awardedj jmCKtPJ THTTHT Insert one letter of the alphabet a number of times among the letters above and you can find the saying of a wise, old owl made on a warm summer’s eve. Answer for Yesterday tell roM I AM h THE SOUTH FOfZ TWE WINTER. HENZy \ “Miami" is the city which was hidden n the above sentence. *o

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