Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 314, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 May 1932 — Page 13

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BEGIN HERE TODAY SUSAN CAREY, pretty *<-retry. who 1 In lo with 808 DUNBAR, h** * £ropo*l of rrs*rrt*E from BEN LAMPIAN. penniSe** young mudcian. she rfue* him. Ben la Jraloua and aevrral weegi later when Suaan agree* to marry rPNERT HEATH, her employer. Ben xhoota at Heath, then turning the gun on himxeif. Meantime. DENISE ACKBOYD haa informed Bob that Sman la going to marry Ben Ben * condition is serious and Rjtan Is distressed. JACK WARINO Heath's assistant, tells Bob that Susan still is free Bob tries to find her, but ran not. Susan's aunt who is ill ' goe.. south and Susan stays with friends. She does not get Bob's message. Ben begins to show sign. - , of recovering and Basap trie* to tell Heath she can not marry him because she does not love him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN APTER wavering in the balance for several days. Ben Lampmans condition suddenly improved. The doctor announced that Ben would recover. Susan did not make another tr.p to the hospital. From Ernest Heath she heard the details of Ben s convalescence. As soon as the young man was strong enough to travel he would so to California, where a Job in an orchestra awaited him. Poor Ben! There was something pitiful about him, even about his magnificently foolish behavior- Susan was delighted to know that his recovery was certain, but the Inevitable reaction had set in. She was annoyed with Ben for having made her conspicuous. She felt he had placed her in a false and ridiculous position. It wasn't as if she ever had pneouraged him. She hadn't. And she had him to thank for opening anew the whole problem of her marriage. Before the shooting her course had seemed so simple and so plain. It had seemed both generous and wise of her to accept Ernest Heath's name and protection. Now she saw that love never was wise, but always irrational, wild and passionate. It was Ben who had made that clear to her. She knew he had not meant to do it, but he had accomplished it just the same. She procrastinated. She let the days pass without coming to a decision. she even wore, nowadays, on the third finger of her left hand, a ring with a single chining stone. She would plan each night how to tell Ernest Heath on the morrow of her change of heart, but always at the last minute her courage would fail. Then, too, she had to think of Aunt Jessie. She had promised herself she would take care of Aunt Jessie always. She tried to talk to Rose about It. but there was not much help from this quarter since she did not dare to speak cf Bob Dunbar. After nil, what was there to tell? She nnd Bob had shared a few glorious moments of perfect mutual comprehension. Once in a life time, fools and wise men say, one meets his mate. Whether this be true or not, Susan thought she had found hers in this tall, fair, sunburned young man whose world was so different from hers. But how could she explain all i that to Rose? Practical Rose would ask, ‘ Did he ever say anything! I did he ask you to marry him?" | And Rase would be sure to shake! her head sadly over the admission that he had not. Rose approved of

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I Ernest Heath. She said and thought that Susan was a lucky girl. a a a SO the days slipped by and nearer came the date set for the wedding. Aunt Jessie wrote glowing letters from Florida. She was feeling ever so much better, she said. She would be home soon. One afternoon when Susan went over to the little house to see if all was well there she met Mr. Schultz, the next door neighbor. "Young feller's been around asking about you,” he told her. Susan's heart gave a wild leap. It was preposterous, of course, but suppose Bob should have been looking for her! She forced herself to speak casually. 'What was he like?" she asked. Mr. Schultz was, as he would have put it, "no great hand at description." He fumbled for words. "Oh, a sort of medium sized—well, maybe he was tallLsh. young feller,” he said slowly. “He wore a gray overcoat and no hat like these college boys selling magazines.” Her disappointment was keen. "I guess maybe he was one of those,” Mr. Schultz said, feeling he had failed her, but not quite knowing why. I suppose so, Susan answered. When she went into the house she heard the telephone bell ringing and sped for it. but just before she reached the dining room the bell gave a Anal gasp and stopped. Susan picked up the receiver with fingers that trembled. The operator's matter-of-fact voice droned, "Number, please?" "You called this number," Susan told her fiercely. ‘ Sorry, but there's no one on the wire now.” The girl could have wept at the words. Someone had been trying to reach her. All her immediate friends knew she was staying at Rose's. It might have been—it might have been the one person she longed to hear from! For the hundredth time Susan chided herself for her folly. How could she go on hoping in the face of so many disappointments? If she had known that at that instant Bob Dunbar was. disconsolately quitting a pay station in the loop, her heart would have leaped for joy. But Susan had no way of knowing that. Every one seemed to push her toward this marriage—Heath, who wished to give her so much: Mrs. Milton, whose sound common sense and innate worldliness rejoiced in a good match; Aunt Jessie. who was so helpless. ‘ It's too late to back out now,” ♦he cirl told herself recklessly. "I must go through with it.” a a a HEATH was taking her to dinner and to the theater that evening. Listlessly the girl arrayed herself. How different it was, she thought, to be going out with one man and with the only man! She took no pleasure tonight in her appearance, although her mirror gave back the image of a slim, glowing girl in a simple white frock. She knew' she looked well, but she didn't care. It didn't seem to matter.

The thought of that telephone call remained persistently in the back of her mind. Os course, it might have been no one. It might have been a wrong number but there was always the chance— Mrs. Milton appeared at the door jof the bedroom, beaming at her. "My, but you do look fine," she said. "Guess what I’ve got for you!” Susan widened her eyes. "I never could. Did you bake a devil's food cake?" Mrs. Milton snorted. "Listen to the girl,” she implored the ceiling. No, it’s nothing like that. Can't you think of something better?” Susan said she could not. She was brushing her hair, pressing it into sleek waves around her face. ■ Mrs. Milton, with the air of a con- ! jurer, produced a huge green dressmaker's box. "There must be a mistake,” Susan said. "It must be something for Rose. I didn't buy a thing.” "Your name is on it, large as life," Mrs. Milton told her triumphantly. Excitedly, the two cut the strings and folded back the tissue. "My great glory!” muttered Mrs. Milton, almost reverently. "Lift it ; out. child!” She was frankly imI patient. Susan obeyed, draping over her arm the soft, rich coat of leaf-brown fur. "It doesn't look like mink.” muttered Mrs. Milton. “I don't know 1 as I ever saw sable at close range. ! but I believe that’s what this is.” She gazed at the girl with awe. a a a SUSAN stammered, "I can’t take it from him.” So this was what Heath had meant the night before when he spoke of a surprise. "Can't take it? I’d like to know why,” demanded Mrs. Milton round- | ly. "Aren't you going to be married in two weeks? It's perfectly proper. "Anyhow, you'll have to w'ear it tonight or he’ll be disappointed. ! Men,” concluded Mrs. Milton sagely, "don’t like to be disappointed." Half fearfully Susan slipped into j the sumptuous wrap. Above the fur her face rose clear and pale and proud. It changed her, subtly altered her whole aspect. "You look stunning.” Mrs. Milton i whispered. She ran her hands over

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the thought, but she hoped he was not going to kiss her. Almost as if he divined her thoughts, the man looked at her shrewdly, smiled and let her go. "There, we shall be late if we den t hurry.” Susan smiled at him as he helped her into the car. Was this all true. Susan wondered, or was she dreaming? Was she soon to be mistress of so much grandeur. They rode through shabby streets, where children pelted each other with snowballs and tired workman plodded home through the dark.

Susan shivered, pulling the fur closer around her throat. Why was she here when her heart belonged somewhere eke? (To Be Continued.) HELP PICK ‘PRESIDENT’ Two City Students to Take Tart in Mock Convention. Two Indianapolis students. Mki. Susan Gray Shedd. 3939 North Delaware street, and Robert Ferguson, 312 North Ritter avenue, will be

—By Ahern

Then the voice of the Ho-don warrior rang clear upon the ears of the silent throng. “Thus speaks the true Jad-ben-Otho!” he cried, “through this, his Messenger of Death. Cut the bonds of the prisoners! Cut the bonds of the Dur-ul-Otho and of Ja-don. king of Pal-ul-don; and of the woman who is the mate of the god's son.” . . . Pan-sat, filled with the frenzy of fanaticism, and seeing the power and the glory the regime he had served crumpled and i ne, attributed the blame for the disaster to one jperson.

among the 1,200 at Oberlin college, Oberlin, 0., who will participate in a mock Democratic national convention at the college Friday and Saturday. Miss Shed is a senior in the conservatory of music. Ferguson is a sophomore. Xhe mock convention tradition was started in 1864. and, beginning with Abraham Lincoln, the students have been successful nine times in picking men selected as presidential candidates. The convention this year is Democratic for the fim time.

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

That was the creature who still lay upon the sacrificial altar. He it was that had brought Lu-don to his death and toppled the dreams of power that, day by day, had been growing in the brain of the under priest. The sacrificial knife lay upon the altar where it had fallen from the dead fingers of Lu-don. Pan-sat crept closer and then with a sudden lunge he reached tp seize the handle of the blade, but even as his clutching fingers were poised above it a scream came from his lips.

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