Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 295, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 April 1932 — Page 13

APRIL 19, 1932

4 ITlfln HUITFGR/ # BY MABEL McELLIOTT •/M2 vhu rttvKi we.

BEGIN HIRE TODAY SUSAN CAREY. 19. pretty and n nrnhsn. llvfs with hfr AUNT JESBIE in Chicago and takes a secretarial course in a downtown business school There she meets 808 DUNBAR, heir to a tortune. She secures oosltion as secretory to Ernest heath, architect, jack waring. Heath's assistant, tries to start a flirtation but Is rebuffed. MRS. HEATH snubs Bnran. BEN LAMPMAN a voung musician, takes her to a studio party, but she does not cnlov it. Dunbar takes her to lunch end tells her he ta going to Enron*. Susan's aunt departs on a visit end ROSE MILTON stays with Susan. Lonelv. the girl goes for a drive with U'arine and RAY FLANNERY, employed In the nevt office Waring kisses her and she resolves never to go with him again. Ben lomnman asks Susan to marrv him and will not accept her refusal as final. Waring apologises for his cadsi sh behavior, in a newspaper gossip column. Sussn reads that Bob Dunbar Is to be married. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER EIGHTEEN "T'M a'raid you'll have to work X overtimes tonight, Miss Casey." That was Mr. Heaths cool, matter of fact, well-bred voice. “Can you telephone your family? It won't be long, only until about 9, but I must get this Weathcrhill business finished." "11l rail my aunt," Susan said. “Good girl," he approved. Meeting Ray in the washroom a little later, Susan mentioned that she would be working late. Ray's round, interested eyes unwinkingly surveyed her. "Oh, you've made it up with Jack, then?" Susan flushed at the Implication. "I'm working for Mr. Heath," she said with dignity. Ray applied a touch of cascara and stood back to judge the effect. "That skinflint!” she disposed ot Earnest Heath summarily. "He's not!" said Susan indignantly. "He's very nice!" "Yah, I know,” Ray scoffed. "He has a castle out on the north shore and a lot of polo ponies and all that stuff, and he thinks people who V'ork for him art made of iron or something. "Betcha he didnt ask you if you had a date even," surmised Ray shrewdly. "He's the kind that thinks a girl goes straight home and says her proyers every night. That is, if the doesn’t happen to belong to his set or whatever they call it. "Whew! The way some of these rich babies carry on is nobody’s business. From what I hear, his own wife can step some herself." Susan’s curiosity was piqued, although the conversation offended her. “What do you know about Mrs. Heath?" she asked in a tone calculated to nettle Ray. Ray laughed. "Oh, I get around,” she said mysteriously. "I hear things. The entrance of a spectacled and superior secretary, from down the hall, ended this colluquy and Susan returned to the office. It was 6 o'clock. Presently it was 7 and she still was toiling over her notes, the thick, white sheets in an evergrowing pile beside her. Pierson took off his eye shade, grunted at her and departed. Waring slammed the door and Went down the hall on light dancing feet. Then the gate of the elevator clanged and the whole building seemed to relapse into silence. a a a IN the inner room Mr. Heath worked over his blueprints. He was so impersonal a figure that

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Susan was scarcely conscious of his presence. The back of her neck began to ache and she realized suddenly that she was ravenously hungry. She looked at the clock. It was a quarter past 7. "Surely he doesn't expect me to work all evening without dinner,” she thought indignantly. "Why, the man's inhuman!" She rested her head on one hand for an instant and it was at that very moment her employer looked up. Shaken out of his absorption. Heath noticed the pathos of the weary young figure. "Good Lord. I completely forgot about food!” he muttered to himself. "Miss Carey, look here!" "I'm sorry. I was just resting. I got so fearfully tired,” she murmured confusedly. The man came and stood beside her desk, his lean, dark face expressing his concern. ‘I completely forgot you'd had no dinner,” he said. “What shall we do about it? You must be worn out, poor child.” His tone was half-humorous, halfcarcasing. Susan seemed to him ai the moment indeed the merest child. "Let's see,” he was thinking aloud. "There's a place across the street, that does very well for lunch, a sort of grillroom. Suppose I ring them up and have something sent over? It will only take a few minutes. "How would you like a club sandwich and milk—tea—ginger ale, anything?" His tone was decidedly jovial. "I’m so terribly hungry,” Susan confessed with a little laugh, “that anything at all would be just heavenly.” "That’s that, then.” announced Mr. Heath firmly, reaching for a telephone book, struck by another inspiration, he wavered. "I may as well have a bite myself.” he said with the air of a man settling a momentous question. "Look here, let the rest of that go until you've had food. You’re half dead with fatigue now and I don't want any mistakes in those figures.” SUSAN complied, willing enough to enjoy the respite. The man shifted some papers aside and seated himself on the edge of her desk. "There’s something I’ve been wanting to speak to you about anyhow, Miss Carey,” he said, dropping his bantering tone for a more serious one. "Miss O'Connell isn’t coming back. She doesn’t feel too fit and it appears she has some Florida land and proposes to go down there to live. "I only learned this yesterday,” he interpolated. "What I wanted to know is, do you think you could carry on alone? It will mean a rise In salary and more responsibility. "You seem rather young for the job, but if I may say so we like your work and think well of you. What do you say?” "I-I’m delighted,” fluttered Susan. “I'll do my best and hope you’ll be satisfied with me.” "Good!” He smiled at her. "Why, he’s really awfully nice,” thought Susan. "That stiffness and coldness I used to be afraid of probably means he's terribly shy. "Where do you live?” Heath asked abruptly. She told him. Briefly she sketched in her life with Aunt Jessie in the little house.

“Rather dull, eh? But you don’t mind that?” The shrewd eyes twinkled at her behind the nose glasses. "It is dull.” Susan confessed, "and I do mind s sometimes awfully.” What further revelation she might have yielded yp are impossible to say for at that moment an aproned waiter arrived staggering under the weight of a heavy tray. "In here!” Mr. Heath directed, leading tjis way to his private office. “We may as well eat in comfort.” The waiter's impassive face gave no sign of the thoughts behind it. If he considered it unusual for employer and secretary to lunch together in private he concealed it. Mr. Heath fussed over the tray. There, that was Susan's. Was it all right? He was hungry himself. He had only had a bite at the club at noon. Susan, who had expected to find the tete-a-tete faintly embarrassing, was surprised pleasantly. Ernest Heath was an entertaining host. He talked well and seemed to exert himself to put the young secretary at her ease. V U M NO one would have guessed from his composed and dignified manner what thoughts were stirring beneath. This girl-how oddly and tantalizingly she reminded him of someone. Who was it? Ah, he had it now! That girl in the pictures—the time Ruth had dragged him along when they had been in New York. Ruth had decided quite suddenly one evening that it would be amusldng to do a talkie. Ruth, in silver cloth w'ith a chinchilla wrap gliding into the Plaza theater. Himself, very solemn, with his tall hat crushed under his arm. Ruth felt perfectly at home. No wonder she thought the Plaza amusing! That was her sort of thing, decidedly.

~5~TTO? A DAY~ BY BRUCE CATTON A DISASTROUS new world war very easily could develop out of Japan's drive for empire in Shanghai. The danger, far from being past, probably will grow greater in the immediate future. ‘ This is the conclusion reached by Sherwood Eddy following an extensive trip through China and Japan and a series of interviews with leaders on both sides. He presents his views in "The World's Danger Zone,” a slim little book filled with a contagious pessimism. Japan, he says, is driving China straight into Communism. Even today large sections of China are under Communist control; as further Japanese aggression intensifies the disgust of Chinese patriots with the vacillation and weakness of the Nanking government. Communist control is almost certain to be widely extended. In addition, looming more clearly every week, there rises the specter of an approaching war between Japan and Soviet Russia. And Mr. Eddy is explicit about the utter chaos which a thoroughgoing Communist revolution in China would mean. Nor is that all. Japan’s activities in China, says Mr. Eddy, well may mean complete failure for the approaching disarmament conference; and that, in turn could mean a complete swing to the extreme right or the extreme left in Germany —with either contingency plunging all of Europe into war. The book is published by Farrar & Rinehart at sl.

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Yesterday’s Answer

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TARZAN THE TERRIBLE

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Then the screen. Titles, all in a flash. The author’s name, the director’s, the cameraman’s. The story, an absurd, hurly-burly piece with mock-love, mock-despair, mockeverything. Out of it had emerged surely and clearly the face of the girl on the screen. The preposterously large eyes, the drift of dark hair, folded back from a pure forehead. There had been something arresting about her face. Ernest Heath had remembered It afterward, when the picture itself with all its absurdities had faded from his mind.

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work. She said good-night to him demurely. No, she had not minded working at all. It was quite all right. A cab? She smiled faintly. No, Aunt Jessie probably would not approve of a cab. The cars went just a block from her door. It was not quite nine. She would be all right. That was all. But she was never from that moment forward merely an automaton in Ernest Heath's eyes. She had become alive. ; She was a person, a force to be

—By Ahern

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the Forest Manor Methodist church. Thirty-fourth street and Forest Manor avenue. Joe Rand Beckett, executive secretary of the Indiana Association j for Tax Justice, will be the speaker. Anne Morgan Honored PARIS, April 19.—Miss Anne Morgan of New York, sister of J. P. Morgan, was promoted today to commander of the Legion of Honor in recognition of charitable and philanthropic work in France.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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