Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 4, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 May 1932 — Page 13

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RFC, IN HF RF TOf>AT , BURAN CARifY, h A’ hrom, rrssM Hi KKNBNT HEATH. 4*. h*r former employer. She hu done o partly to orol de for the future of her • unt.’ <) til. and Pr‘ir b*u h r*nir< of f*r wlnnir.c tti* man aha •a,S ,ova*. HOB DUNBAR nrNTKF ACKROYD <J*bu?anU. dUl!k s-istn and trouble between hr and Bab, BEN UAtfBMAN. a former admirer of S;an‘*. ahoat* at Heath and then turn* the sun on hlmaelf. He r—ove-* ar.rt the affair s* h -hed up Ruan realise* ahe doe*n t love Heath • nought to marrT him. but ean not tell him n She ee* Bob at the theater and :hi* e**'T old rremore* Derive tell* Boh that Buuin l a gold-digger * and he become* very angry. JACK WARING. Heath a aaaiatant. adMae* Busan not to marry without love, fihe goes to a fancy dre** party with faring and there enrountera Bob NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FORTY-ONE “'T'HE mans sves, staring at J. Silvan from beneath the powdered wig, were stern, almost accusing. She shrank from what she saw in them. "Yes, it's I,” said Bob quietly. •'Why are you so surprised? You came here to torment me, didn't you ?” It was her turn to be angry. Why was he so stupid, spoiling everything the first chance they had to be together? *1 think you must be a lit le mad,'' she said coldly. "I hadn't the remotest notion I should see you here. Will you let me go now?” for he was stili holding fast to her arm. “No. I won't I've been wanting ’to talk to you and by the lord Harry I'm going to do it ” Susan assumed a look of proud resignation, but inwardly she exulted in his masterfulness. "Very well, but can't we sit down Rome place?" The boy nodded grimly. A splendid figure in the costume of an eighteenth century beau, he led her tip a narrow, winding staircase to a little gallery overlooking the gay I serne beneath. Never once did that Iron grasp of his relinquish the girls slender arm. She shook herself free petulantly and disposed her ruffles on the low seat. "I don't know what this is all about," she said icily, “but perhaps you will be good enough to tell me." "You don't eh? You haven't the remotest suspicion, I suppose.” He towered over her, his brows black with anger. Susan could have laughed for sheer joy at the sight, but she maintained her pose of aloofness. ‘ Whoever would have thought,'*

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R. EARL PETERS could have been defeated for re-election as Democratic state chairman Saturday—and it wouldn't have been such a hard job to put over anew man. But the right kind of generalship never was displayed during the two years of campaigning to “get” Peters. and the right type of leaders weren't directing the fight. ** It's an easy thing to sit back after it's all over and say "I told you so.” but just for the fun of it. and without malice or unkind criticism let's examine the strategy of the campaign. The first error was made at the beginning of the ouster movement two years ago, when Chester Montgomery and Rudy Ackerman of South Bend stepped out as the leaders. For years there has been a general distrust of the South Bend type of politics among party workers over the state. Both Montgomery and Ackerman were comparatively unknown to the central and southern democracy until Frank Mayr Jr. was elected secretary of state, and so they carried little weight in the political picture outside of their own bailiwick. VMM The second error was to advance May: immediately for the Governor nom.nation. This put the nourishes of similar ambitions on the side-lines and left the anti-Peters group without trained and adept leadership. Error number three was in permitting the chief of the stAte police, Grover Garrott. and the head of the automobile license department. James Carpenter, to become active figures in the fight. t As public pay roll men, their duty |s to remain in the statehouse and attend to the business for which

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Bob demanded, “that you were that sort of girl?’* "What sort of girl?” She gave him a look all Innocent candor. "You know what I mean.” "You'll have to speak more plainly than that, I'm afraid,” Susan informed him. "I don't understand riddles.” He folded his arms and regarded her wrathfuliy. "When I saw you that night at the theater—when I heard what it was all about—l couldn't believe it.” “What was it you heard?” He made a vague gesture, stumbling for a graceful way to say it. "You and that old man,' he choked. "It's horrible!'' "He's not old.” said Susan. “Lots of successful marriages are made with Just such difference in ages.” "Marriages!” He was frankly taken aback. "Os course.” Susan drew herself up with hauteur. Her eyes flashed. I beg your pardon," the boy muttered. "No. I don t either. That's just as bad as what I thought at first. Even worse, in fact. What right have you—” mam SUSAN rose. "I think you’ve said quite enough. I can t imagiae what made you think you could tell me how to run my life. You’ve shown little enough interest in It up to now.” "Shown little interest! Oh, that's good! That's very good!” He laughed bitterly. "When I’ve been combing the town for you for the last month, looking for you in every crowd I passed.” Her hands flew to the laces at her breast. "Did you—did you do that, too?” she asked with awe. Dumbly they stood for e moment regarding each other, these two young things. The fury of their quarrel dissolved like snow flakes in the sunshine. For an instant they were wordless. then suddenly they were in each other's arms. Pale apricot brocade and biscuit-colored satin crumpled recklessly against each other. For a long moment they stood thus. Then the girl broke away. "What are we thinking of?” she cried. "I must be losing my mind.” “You can’t go back now,” Bob said. "You know it's up. You can't go on with this monstrous notion.” She was trembling, but her eyes were stary. "Whatever happens.”

I they were being paid, and this, they 1 tell me, does not include fighting factional battles. And one of the real generals should have been William O'Neill, securities commissioner. For this wily and suave individual knows more about the great old game of politics than all leaders in the antiPeters group lumped together. But Billy was too smart and-so he wasn’t caught out on the end of the oftmentioned limb. n * The anti-Peters group did not have a candidate for the chairman--1 ship around whom it could rally. True, names were mentioned, but i they were of men who could not i catch the imagination of party I workers Just before the reorganization ■ meeting Saturday morning, the opposition caucused and decided to | support Ed Eisner of Seymour, who ' had been out of state affairs so long | that he was almost an unknown figure. There were plenty of men from whom to select—but the anti-Peters group didn't know how. For ini stance. Jap Jones suggested William Mooney of Indianapolis, new Twelfth district chairman. Mooney j could have obtained more votes than did Eisner, but the so-called leaders didn't th'nk they could handle him. And to cap the climax the type of fight, made upon Peters was not that which could win support. Various accusations were flung and no evidence brought forth to substantiate them, and after a while every one got tired of hearing the hot air. So Peters was re-elected, not because the party leaders loved him more—but because they loved the opposition less.

she mumured. "we've had this minute of knowing we care lor each other. That's a lot.” She found herself seised again, her lips silenced in the way lovers know best. "Stop that idiotic talk.” the young man growled. "You know there’s no use pretending” They had not noticed that the music had stopped and couples had begun to drift toward the supper room, so absorbed were they in each other. Susan's back was toward the opening of the little alcove, so she was not aware of intruders until she caught the annoyed expression on Bobs face. -Well, well. Isn't this Just too sweet!” she heard u mocking voice say. "But play time is over now. Drop your little girl friend and come along to supper.” She whirled to meet the sardonic gaze and tormenting smile of Denise Acrovd. Bob strode forward. "You run along, Denise.” he said fiercely. "Susan and I have important matters to settle." Denise's laugh tinkled. "Really? What fun! I'll stick ground and hear the secrets, too. Denise loves secrets." Pouting, she slipped her hand into the curve of the young man's arm. "Mustn’t have secrets from Deruse,” she said prettily. Bob shook her off as a mastiff shakes a terrier. "You toddle,” he said coaxmgly, "and I'll see you later.” m m a HER smile vanished and with it the pretty, pouting manner, She planted her small feet squarely. "I'm not going to budge,” she informed him. Her contemptuous glance surveyed Susan. "Count me in on this conference. After all, I am your fiancee.” At the word Susan gasped. Bob said. "Don’t believe her. She's talking rot. There never was anything settled.” "Listen to him,” Denise fluttered her hand, "as if we hadn't agreed not an hour ago to an elopement! Is that nice?” Susan had gone very white. She stared at the young man, ignoring her tormentor. "Is that true?” she whispered. "Os course it's true,” Denise in-

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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In a remote part of jungle Africa, a fierce tribe of cannibals were much afraid and disturbed. Obebe. their chief, believed he had captured his old enemy. Tarzan of the Apes. He wanted to boil the prisoner alive. But the witch doctor had aroused the superstitious fears of the natives. He insisted that the giant white captive was really the River Devil masquerading as Tarzan. Therefore they must not harm him or dire disaster would fall upon the village. .

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tervened. "Everyone knows about It. Bobby Just get* brain storms now and then, but he always comes romping home again, don't you darling?” After one withering look. Dunbar ignored her. turning his attention to Susan. "Don't believe her,” he said huskily. "She* trying to sandbag me into this, God known why.” With difficulty. Susan spoke. "You are engaged to her though, aren't you?” He said uncomfortably. "In ft sort of indefinite way—yes. It's nothing binding, nothing that can’t

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' be broken off by either of us at will. I She's always known that and acted accordingly." “It's all too confused." Sus*n muttered. "I've got to think it out. Let me go. please.” “You can't go like this.” He made a move toward her, but Denise was too quick for him. She had his arm and was clinging to it. Susan slipped through the curtains and was down the stairs. “Curse you! She’s gone!" “Os course she has.” Denise patted her ruffles with complacence. • Aren't you being rather undipii--1 fled?”

Obebe and the witch doctor had argued about it now for many moons without convincing one another. That was why Miranda, the Spaniard, was kept from the flesh pots. He was chained in a filthy inclosure not far from the chief's hut. An iron slave collar about his neck prevented his escape. Like a dog in a kennel, he gnawed the bones thrown to him or basked in the sun. His wretched life this last year had made him half crazy, though his powerful figure still resembled Tarzan*.

Bob did not answer. He was flying with long steps in the direction of those apricot colored panniers. mam FROM the shadow of a curtain Susan saw him pass. She felt ' sick and faint. He came so near she could have reached out and touched ! him with her hand. Her only thought now was to escape without being teen. The other girl's cruel words kept ringing in ; her ears. “He has brain storms, but he always comes back home . . .** ' Oh, she was bitterly ashamed.

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She found it difficult to believe that it was all true, but, after all, hadn't Bob admitted a sort of engagement? A realization of her own folly broke over her. She had betrayed the pledge to the man whose ring she wore. In spite of this conviction of wrong. Susan's heart was flooded with traitorous Joy when she remembered that long kiss. She put her hands to her burning cheeks. It had not all been a dream. He had really clasped her. held her close, and there had ‘ reemed to be a surge of real emo-

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Here, because of the dispute that arose as to what he really was. his life was spared and he seemed destined to end his days with the man-eaters. He had two diversions. One was secretly believing he was Tarzan, whom he had impersonated so long. The other consisted in gloating over a bag of diamonds. These were the same precious jewels given to the ape-man In the Valley of the Palace of Diamonds by the strange old man. after Tarzan had save 4 him from the hideous Bolg&ni.

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tion in his voico when he had spoken to her. How could all this be false? In her heart of hearts she knew it was not. could not be. Somehow she, managed to glide unobserved into the dressing room, where she again assumed the protection of her mask. Wrapped in the concealing folds of the fur coat she waited for Waring. After what seemed ages, she caught a glimpse of his feathered headdress through the crgwd. His eves were raking the scene, evidently in search of her. (To Be Continued)

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