Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 214, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 January 1932 — Page 23

JAN. 15, 1932.

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BEGIN HF.RF TOOAT AKN ahd CECILY rKNWICK h? for Bin *umx>rted themselves Souinr sister, MARY-FRANCES_ ond their *rsndD*rent* known • ROSALIE" and •ORAND." , Because of this nnancial responsibility. Ann. who is 3S. is unable to marrv PHIL ECROYD vount lawver to whom she has ben eneaeed for right years. Cecily. 22 loses BARRY MrKEEL. an engineer, but when he oronoses she refuses to name their wedding date for the same tr Marv-France* 15. and still |n school, •trikes up an acoualntance with EARL nr ARMOUNT vaudeville actor, and meets him secretlv. He tries to persuade her to become his stage partner. Ann and Phil ouarrel when she hears tETTY KINO, who works In Phils offlre building address him with endearments. Then Cecllv learns Barrv has left town without telling her. She Is much disturbed. De Armount continues to urge MarvEranees to loin his vaudeville act NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE *T CANT help It,’' said Mary1. Frances. "My family would never in the world think of letting me.” "Your family? Cripes!” said Earl. “Say, listen, hon. I'd be the last man on earth to influence any girl, let alone you, against her parents' wishes or anything—see? But you ain’t got a happy home life nor anything. "And you’re crazy about me; and I'm crazy about you—see? Now, look at it from that point of view. And leave me tell you this: A girl with your looks and shape could sure go far—travel, see the world—” “And come home," dreamed MaryFrances, "and be rich and famous, and bring presents to everybody, and all would be forgiven, and—” "Well, yeah. sure. Now, after I pot that letter from Butt yesterday, I got to thinking—see? I got to take his bus back—see? "Well, what I was thinking was, why couldn’t you and I just skip out, most any night now, in the bus together. No parting, nor keeping in touch through letters, like you said—” “I didn’t say ‘keeping in touch through letters.”* “Well, whatever it wan. We’d be in Denver in side of a week, gnd—” "Elope?” stammered MaryFrances. She had, of course, planned for six bridesmaids, and Firm intrude as maid of honor. But - an elopement! Real romance! "Have you heard about MaryFrances Fenwick and that handsome, famous actor? It i§ —” "Well—er—hon—l’ve been meaning for quite a while to tell you ebout that. Asa matter of fact, I'm not fixed to get married for about four montte yet—see? "By the terms of my father’s will I can’t get married until I’m S3 years old—see?” Whether or not Mary-FYances Raw, she did not immediately say, nd no wonder. Here was material for thought. She might have paused to doubt that Earl’s father had ever made such a silly willfathers rarely do so. She might have been considering Earl’s age in connection with the possibility, at least, that he had been married and divorced and could not remarry before a year had elapsed. Or. granting her trustfulness, or credulity, or both, and without accusing her of cupidity, she might have been speculating as to the extent of the fortune to which Earl was so soon to fall heir. Her answer finally spoken, may or may not be indicated of the thought processes that contrived It. pup ‘‘TITE could be engaged," she said VV “And you could go on to Denver, and I could go to the girls’ camp, like I'd planned. "It is going to be better than ever this year, and Mr. Hill is going to arrange so that Ermintrucie and I can have ponies to ride and everything; and I've got my knicker suit already, and there's going to be a swimming tournament and Cissy •aid I could borrow her swimming •ult, it is so much prettier than mine. "We’d have a secret engagement. •nd we could write letters, and I'd dedicat® long hours to go off in the woods and think about you. If the girls thought it was queer or anything. Ermintrude could kind of tell them—just hint, you know—that I had a beautiful though kind of sorrowful secret. We'd be faithful all through the years and ” “Cripes!” he interposed, "What's ■te use of all the agony? I'm not touch hand at ■writing letters. Never ■ras * ’Nother thing, you're overlooking

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the main Isue—see? What about the act? What’s going to happen to the act, with you off in that damn —pardon me—camp and me in Denver without a partner nor anything? Trouble with you, hon, you got no imagination. We're crazy about one another—see? You being so poetical and pretty and all. How*d I feel thinking about you left alone out here, prey to any evils and temptations that might come along, and not a happy home life nor anything? “A sucessful performer, he’s got to put Ills heart inter it as well as his legs—see? Or it won't get across. It won’t get across." "You mean,” interrupted MaryFrances, “that if I don’t go with you it will ruin your professional career?” "Hell!” said a sorely overtired and perhaps a slightly overwrought Mr. DeArmount. “I got no professional career at present, have I?” “Well," rebuked Mary-FYances, “I must say. Earl—” "Now, hon, don’t get sore. Don’t do it. I shouldn’t of talked that way. You’ll have to excuse me. I just forgot myself. What I mean to say is—well, how I mean is—l need you, FYankie; honest I do.” The crown was heavy for her pretty young head. Her chin went down instead of up. Intuitively she knew that she had won the guerdon of womankind, "I need you." But the trouble was, though she was aware of its worth and unaware of its dangers, she did not want it. Agenor was not her grandda. nan “TT ain't,” Earl went on, "that I don't see your point of view and all like that. But I’m a gentleman. If you know anything about me by this time you must know that. "I’m a gentleman—see? And I give you my word of honor—my holy word of honor—that I’d treat you square, see? Straight, see? And when I mean straight I don’t mean maybe. “And you won’t be much more anxious than I am for the final—that is to say, for the final time to come when we can get married and everything open and above board—see? "Until that time comes. I'm telling you, Frankie—pals, buddies, absolutely. No more and no less, see?" "Well,” demurred Mary-Frances. "I'll think it over again. But I don't much believe I'd better go." “Think it over—huh? Say, listen, Frankie, if this was any other girl but you. I'd think you was stringing me—see? Playing me for a sucker. I know you ain’t. "I know how pure and sincere and unselfish you are and everything. But, just the same, you’ve been thinking this matter over for weeks now—see? "We haven’t got any more time to waste—see? Here it is June already, end we got to go to Denver and get the guy there to fix us up on an act, end we got to rehearse it and get to Chicago in time for a decent booking in the fall. "Now, like I was saying. We’re crazy about one another. All right. Why can't we take the bus and skip —most any night now? You could tell your folks you was spending the night with your chum, and we’d beat it. "I can't keep on sticking around here —see? Come on, now, Frankie? You ain't going to leave me cold—not after everything you’ve said and all, are you? Come on, now. Give me your promise, and we’ll seal it, like you say, with a sweet little kiss." "Quite a little one," stipulated Mary-Frances. Earl said. “Cripes!" when the little kiss was over, but he went on to say. "Sometimes it kind of seems to me that you just take it all out in talking, Frankie." "Earl!” said Mary-Frances. "Heart's dearest!" "I’ll give you my answer on Tuesday night.” "Nix, hon. Now. Nor or never —that's a good rule. You got to make up your mind, and that's all there is to it—see? I got to beat it out of here by the middle of the week at the latest." "I have to think it over some more," said Mary-FYances. T just have to." "How about tomorrow night, Monday, then?”

“Well " Mary-Francee acceded (“Ermintrude, I have promised to give him my answer this very night”)—"tomorrow night, then, beloved ” “Yes or no, then, tomorrow night. No kidding? No fooling?” “I promise,** said Mary-Frances. m m • CECILY said, "You know, Ann, I do feel sort of better," and pushed away the bowl, emptied now of its hot, stimulating milk, and nibbled at the last crumbs of toast. “Not,” she explained, “that I’m happier—but, well, Just spunkier, maybe. You have been good for me, angel.” Ann asked, “I, or the hot milk after you’d eaten nothing since yesterday?” and added. “Sister’s girl,” and picked up the bowl and plate to wash them along with the other dishes piled in the sink. “I’ll put the kettle on,” Cecily sighed. “I suppose we’ll have to do those ding dishes tonight. MaryFrances might have washed them for once. It wouldn’t have hurt her.” "It is on and boiling. I’ll wash them; you dry them. Mary-Frances would have, if you’d told her. She Just doesn’t think.” "Well, we thought. W had to, when we were her age.” “I know. But we were different." “Yes, but why were we? I think we are different yet. And what is the matter with us, anyway? Other girls grow up and have jobs, and boy friends, and good times, and are happy. "After a while they get engaged, and then they get married and have babies and keep on being happy. Look at us. Quarreling with our beam and everything. Just a mess.” "Well— Don’t pour that water over them, honey, it’s too hot. Never mind, it was only a jelly glass. What was I saying? Oh, yes. We’ve had worries and responsibilities all along. "Sometimes I think Phil was right when he said that w'e didn’t Jiave any definite point that we could place and begin to hope—” “Hope! Shoot, Ann—that’s what we do best. That’s what we’ve always done—wait around and hollowly hope. You told me yourself, half an hour ago, not to hope. “It is the best bit of advice I’ve had. Look at Grand and Rosalie—hoping. Two summer homes, and—" “Poor dears," said Ann. (To Be Continued l BOOST WILSON IN RACE Supporters of Sheriff Candidate Hold Mass Meeting. The second meeting of the "Wilson for Sheriff Democratic Club" was held Monday night at the club’s hall, 5454 East Washington street. About 150 members were in attendance. Several prominent east side Democrats spoke and expressed their confidence in Oscar (Pop) Wilson. The entertainment committee of the club announced a dance, to be held Jan. 21. Music for the dance will be furnished by the "Wilson Serenaders.” Merkle Cramer, club president, announced the next meeting will be held Monday, Jan. 18. at 8 p. m. Refreshments will be served.

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