Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 306, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 May 1932 — Page 11

MAY 2, 1932

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nr gin nr nr today BUBAN CARIY 1# tnd prfttr. work* In th# afflrt of FRStST HsATH trchlnwt JACX WARING. Htth * aMUltnt. trip* to make lore to htr, but St au•our*t*d ••iMn U* with hrr tiint, who it un•tutlly ttriel. RAY TLA NN CR Y. - Marta 1b thf nr*t offlrr. make* friend* with Bu*an and confide* fc* ambition Sn llfa—to mrnr a rich turn. B)>an ti secretly In lore with 808 uUN BAR. millionaire* ton the met at bonnet* school She hear* rumor* he 1* to merry DENISE ACKROYD. debutante. Susan refute* *n offer of m a relate Irom BEN IAMPMAN. teriout-mlnded young muaician. At a eek-end party given by Denite Arkroyd. Ben and Bob fight over Busan She run* away and. meeting Erne*t Heath, atkt him lor hit protection. He fitcorta her back to the Ackroydt. thereby incurring hi* wife’* displeasure Later Heath Inform* Buton nil wife Intend* to sue her for alienation of h:t affection*. Waring manage* to *ave the situation, by means of a letter involving Mr*. Heath in an affair with another man Rtv is heartbroken, telling Susan that •SKY ’ WEBB, who ha* been showing her attention*, ha* married NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE THAT was the moment Susan had dreamed of all these weeks, but now’ that Bob stood before her there was a curious unreality about It. Her heart pounded painfully. He looked thinner and in some subtle wav older. . She manager to say calmly. "Will you sit down? 11l see if Mr. Heath is m his office. I'm not quite su.-e.” She knew perfectly well he was hot in, but she must do-something, anything to delay thir man. Wildly she sought about in her mind for a way to keep him talking Then she felt ashamed. Her hands were icy. She returned to the outer off.c® and looked straight at Bob. “I'm sorry. He's not there” she told him. "He usually is by this time, but perhaps there is a mes•age I can take.” The young man stood up. No. it was quite all right, he informed her. He would give Heath a ring later. It seemed to Susan that there must be something she could do to detain him. She was starved for the very sight of him. yet now that the opportunity lay before her she was like one stricken dumb. They might have been utter strangers, these two young people. Dunbar's hand was on the door knob. He was thanking her in meaningless phrases for her trouble. Then suddenly as on that far-ofT summer day in the restaurant at the Blackstone that spark of understanding flashed between them. Susan caught her breath. The young man stared at her. She was all in brown today. Simple wool frock cut at the neck to show her erramy throat. Little, sensible brown oxfords. She waited for the words she felt certain were to follow. ”1 want to say again that I'm sorry for what happened that night. There—she had not dreamed it! She looked up at him, her eyes flashing and darkening with the emotion that possessed her. “Its quite all right. It wasn’t your fault.” The stem lines of his face relaxed. *'l was a bit high, I know, but it's no excuse.” She wanted to reach out and touch the rough fabric of his overcoat. What she did was to flick her lashes demurely downward and say 1 nothing. “You ran away,” the boy accused ' her. "Why did you do that?” "I don't know. It seemed a good

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idea at the time.” Susan smiled and the old friendliness was reestablished. Strange it was. thought Busan. that with some people the most foolish little phrases take on anew and shining meaning. Whatever she said to Bob, or he to her. seemed fresh and curiously their own. "Look here, won't you—” m m m TTITHAT he meant to say she was not destined to know, because at that instant the rear door was flung open and Mr. Heath bustled in. Susans heart sank. The perfection of the moment was gone, never to return. Blissfully unconscious of anything unusual in the situation. Heath held out his hand to Bob Dunbar. Luckily for his peace of mind, he had not recognised Susan's escort that night in the lane. Bob was merely the son of an old friend. Heath did not notice that Miss Carey was flushed and bright eyed, but then she was a very pretty girl and that, was quite natural. Susan had to stifle her. disappointment as she watched her employer lead Bob into his private office. She found it impossible to keep her mind on her work. She could hear the low murmur of the two voices and her whole being tingled with excitement. What was it Bob had started to say? She prayed. "Dear God. give me another chance to talk to him!” Her heart pounded. When Pierson returned from lunch she glanced up, scarcely seeing him. He spoke to her twice before she realized the remarks were directed to her. "I said you'd better go to the bank right away. It's almost three.” Pierson repeated in a faintly acid tone. U tt U SHE glanced at the clock. It lacked but ten minutes of the hour. The voices in the private office still rase and fell. As Susan struggled into her coat she added another prayer to her litany. "Please let him stay until I come back. It’s not much to ask." You could not run on a Salle street. People would look at you and think you were mad. But how could one walk sedately and quietly with a heart racing like a wild thing? How slow the teller was behind the bars! With what maddening deliberation he made the entry. Usually Susan smiled at him and spoke about the weather. Today she did neither. "Hurry, hurry!” Her footsteps kept time with the words. A traffic light delayed her at one corner. The policeman seemed maddeningly slow. It seemed ages before she found herself again in the elevator of the office building. Bob would be there still. He would be coming out of Mr. Heath s room as she took off her hat. They would have just a moment together, but he would finish what he had started to say. Susan hesitated before turning the knob, savoring the flavor of anticipation. Then she flung the door open, trying to remember just how she behaved on ordinary days. Quickly she went to the closet and hung away her coat. She would

not look in the direction of Mr Heath's private office. It would all happen easily and naturally. She would be patient. As she crossed the room to give Pierson the bank book, she was conscious of the extreme quiet of the place. She would not ask. She would not. Pierson looked at her curiously. "The boss said to tell you he'd be back at 4." "He's gone?” Susan's voice sounded unreal to her. ‘‘Yes. Galloped out with that collar-ad guy just after you left.” The girl's step* went drearily across the room. "Why? Did you want to ask him something?” Pierson couldn't help being inquisitive. "No. It was nothing." Susan said without hope. "Nothing at all.” • mm SHE waited for the telephone to ring. The first day she was sure Bob would call. It was perfectly simple, because he knew the number. She had so much to say to him that she could hardly wait. Then as the days passed. Susan came at last to the realization he wasn't going to telephone. She told herself she was a fool. In her saner moments she was firm and brisk and decided about it. Lots of girls mooned around over a lost love, but not she. The stores began to display reminders that Christmas was at hand. Each time Susan went to the Miltons she found Rose absorbed in mysterious heaps of crepe de chine, lace and sachet. Mrs. Milton had confided to Susan in an unguarded moment that

TTTirnK BY BRUCE CATTON

AT 80. Edwin Markham still is looking forward. The author of that very great poem, “The Man With the Hoe,” has last little of his fire, none of his hope, none of his universal sympathy or his poet's sense that this world forever is

touching borders with an unseen world of infinite wonder. "New Poems,” subtitled "Eighty Songs at 80.'' is Mr. Markham's first book of poems to be published in a dozen years. It is issued in commemoration of his 80th birthday—but if the publisher did not announce the fact you never would guess it. There is a spirit of youth in these

verses, and no hint of spiritual or physical weakness. Mr. Markham’s songs, in other words, still are very much worth listening to. The book includes a series of quatrains, a group of sonnets—some of which, incidentally, are exceptionally fine —and a short collection of somewhat longer poems. If a few' seem rather thin, the general level is remarkably high: and here and there the old, eruptive indignation at the perverse injustice of human society breaks forth with all its old power. The book is publsihed by Doubleday, Doran & Cos., and costs $2.

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TARZAN THE TERRIBLE

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The eastern horizon still gave no hint of approaching day as a long file of warriors wound stealthily into the city of A-lur. Their plans were well laid; there seemed no chance of failure. Ta-den was to come with his forces from the northwest. Tarzan. with a few men. was to enter the temple through the secret passage way, the location of which he alone knew, while Ja-don. with the greatest number of fighting men, was to attack the palace gates.

Terry Intended to give Roae a ring for Christmas. "But I thought ahe didn’t want to be married for ages?” Susan said, surprised Mrs. Milton's laugh was exuberant. "Don’t believe all you hear.” ahe advised. Then her tone dropped, became confidential. "I’ll toll you how It was. she said. “Rose has been stringing Terry along—you know all about that—for two years. She kept talking about careers and I don't know what all.” “I still don’t see—” Susan began, but the other interrupted. Mrs. Milton warmed to her story.

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BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

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The ape-man, leading his little band, moving stealthily through the winding alleys of A-lur. gained the entrance to the secret passage and found it unguarded. He lighted a torch to make the way easier for his followers, and all seemed well. But the best laid plans often fail! Tarzan, forging ahead, so anxious was he to close with the enemy, had come into the upper corridors far in advance of his men. As he turned toward the chambers of the high pries l ; he saw another enter the corridor before Mm.

"Well, It was all right as long as Terry played tame duck,” ahe said, relishing the words. "They would have their Sunday and Wednesday dates as usual and whenever the poor boy tried to be serious my fine lady would put him off and talk about her chances of makine a trip to Paris. Well, that was all right!” Mrs. Milton paused for dramatic effect. -And then what happened?" "Didn’t some cutie from over In his neighborhood make a dead set for Terry? He began to call up every now and then to break a date. ‘Of course. I knew what '.t was

all about, but Rose didn’t. It would take a house to fall on her. I was the one.” pursued Mrs. Milton with satisfaction, “to tell her which way the wind blew. My fine young lady | didn’t like the Idea of losing Terry. •‘She went to little trouble for a change and—well, you see what happened! They'll be married before Lent.” •'You’re gl*d. aren’t you?" Susan asked. “Glad? I should say I am." said Mrs. Milton roundly. “I have no patience with these old maids who hang on to their jobs forever and

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think they can keep a beau dangling. "Now. what I want next to hear.” she admonished, "is just such news about you.” Susan shook her head. *Tm never going to marry.” she said "Never!” (To Be Continued) YELLOW FEVER CURBED Sixteen Successful Vaccination* Are Reported by Doctors Fy Reirnct Rrrriet PHILADELPHIA. May s—Sixteen persons have been vaccinated successfully against yellow fever.

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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Drs. W. A. Sawyer, 8. P. Kitchen and Wray Lloyd of the Rockefeller Foundation reported to the Federation of American Societies for Experimental Biology today. This is the first Lima scientists have found a way to give immunity to this disease. While the method is not ready to be used on large croups of people in yellow fever countries, it can be used immediately to protect scientists working on the disease Thirty-two yellow fever Investigators contracted the disease within the last four years, and five of them died.

—By Williams

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