Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 6, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 May 1932 — Page 15

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4. mm HunTGR/ @ BY MABEL McELLIOTT •/ftsa av mu wic* tmc.

BrriiN Mtftr today fttWAK CAftSY SA *nS beautiful, Ml brroir.* en***l to EPNEST HEATH. her former rmolOT*r Sh- i* teeretlv in lov* :h Bnn ntTNHAR ml!!tonfre *©n. horr. h met at business school Hc*h ''■ns* her aunt Hith to reeuoerate Jrom an iilr.aaa and the alrl U •ratrf'i! BEN LAMPMAN (Mini rsWt*d mitor. *h*o* himarlt attar wound- | me Heath He recover* and oea *ar. Bob trie* una'icecsitullT to m* Suaan. u, mr . hrr a t the theater on* night DENISE ACKROYD. debutant* want* Bc.h for herself Suaan maau Bob at a traced bail nd ha make* love to her. j I>ni*e annaa/* and ear* *ha and Bob are engaged Suaan rulM awav. \Vh,n Heath urge* an earlT marriage, ! •he ecree. Waring tall* Heath that p jan rare* for another. Almost on the a- e of the wedding. Bob comes to aee h ' VOW r.o ON WITH THE STOEY CHAPTER FORTY-TWO (Continued.) The flush ran over her pale skin clear down to the point where the creamy throat was swallowed up in the aureole of pale fur. -This—” Susan indicated her outfit. -This is the costume I’ve chosen for my wedding." -Your wedding! I won’t have it,” Dunbar stormed. “You belong to me and to nobody else.” CHAPTER FORTY-THREE Ernest heath did not fully understand the Impulse that drove him to call on Susan before dinner. He could not have ex- j plained it to himself, but here he was rushing alone in a taxi through the familiar, shabby streets. It was curious, he mused, that this drub environment could have produced a eirl such as Susan. You could br proud of her In any company. he thoucht. He gloated at the prospect of showing her the world. I? would iy hkr opening a trinket box to th' 1 gaze of an admiring chiid. A 1 this time next week she would be his bride. They would be sailing on blue waters with the future , stretching ahead of them a paradise. He felt suddenly humble, sudden- | ly afraid. He never had expected , life to be so good to him. He had given tip hope and now. amazingly, e whole, new vista had been shown ! him, Ail at once he was impatient to see Susan and tell her something of what was in his heart. He was not an inarticulate man. but he was shy and It. was often difficult for him to conquer his inbred New England reserve. It was early spring twilight. The western sky deepened from ro6e to mauve and then to lilac. Almost i

THEY TELL ME'jgU

THE majority of those active politicians whose sun went Into eclipse when Ed Jackson left the Governors office are said to be lined up in the movement to make Lieutenant Governor Edgar D. Bush' the Republican Governor nominee next month. The list is headed by Lem Trotter. local real estate dealer and ‘•prime minister” to Jackson, and also to George V. Coffin, Marion county G. O. P. boss. It includes such worthies, they tell me, as Jim Jackson, the erstwhile Governor's brother; Henry Roberts, one-time state sales agent, a post abolished when he left; Charley C. York, former business manager for the klan school board, and others. The statehouse boys said to have hopped on the wagon are Gaylord Morton, secretary to Governor Leslie; Representative Sam Farrell, who. on various occasions during Jackson's and Leslie's terms, sold trucks to the state, and Ralph Young, bus inspector for the public service commission. m m Morton denies assertions that he has called in convention delegates and asked them to vote for Bush. The old timers, who look longingly back to the halcyon days when Jackson sat in the Governor’s office, are said to be rehearsing "Happy Days Are Here Again," in fond expectation of victory for Bush in the convention and in November. Reports that Harry C. Fenton, secretary of the G. O. P. state committee, is also doing a bit of proselyting in behalf of Bush have been rute for the last few weeks.

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1 without warning, night closed in. The taxi Jolted over the old pavements. Heath dismissed the driver at the corner anl paid the fare. Suddenly he began to feel rather foolish about his unannounced visit. It was i simply that he had felt he must see Susan at once. There was no rhyme or reason to i tha Impulse. He was moved by one of those inexplicable promptings which occasionally change and color an entire life. His steps quickened as he came in sight of the Miltons' house and he went up the steps lightly, on eager feet. His hand was almost on the i brass knob of the door opening into the tiny vestibule when he stopped, arrested. That was Susan's voice. There was trouble in it and pain, too. Without meaning to, without conscious design Heath listened. What was that she was saying? *'l can’t possibly do it now! I’ve given my word and I mustn't go back on it.” The listener stiffened at the reply. A man's voice, pleading yet dominant. said: “But darling, we’ve gone all over this before. There's no | sense in it. “It would be much more honorable for you to tell him you love some | one else. He and be a good sport about it.” mam THE girl's voice sounded as though she had been weeping. “I can’t! I cant. I tell you!” Wildly the words went on. “Oh. why did we find each other too I late? Why couldn’t you have told me all this last summer? It would have been so perfect then.” The man in the shadow waited to t hear no more. Quietly he went down the steps. So that was the way of It. then! He felt no anger, only a deep and abiding sadness. , What a fool he had been! Os ; course, the child would turn to some one of her own age. Why shouldn’t she? It was as natural as a flower turning toward the sun. He had been a blind and selfish idiot not to have seen it earlier. Waring had warned him and had been right. For a long while Heath pondered how to find a graceful way out. He must manage to save Susans pride as well as his own. A I servant tiptoeing into the library

: although Fenton declared today that no member of the official per--1 sonnel of the state committee is taking any part in the pre-conven-tion activities. Leslie won’t like the idea of Morton becoming active in behalf of Bush, because love never has been lost between the executive and his would-be heir. In fact, if the Governor dislikes any one as much or more than Fred Landis, another Governor contender, it is agile Edgar, the gavel twirler. m m m And Young, who. it often has been said, assumes the role of Leslie's shadow, also may hear something from the Governor anent his alleged partiality toward Bush. Some time ago Leslie was hailed as the sponsor of the Governor ambitions held by Arthur H. Sapp, highway commissioner. Then came word that the Governor had issued the dictum that if Sapp was to be a candidate, he would have to resign from the road body. Sapp made no move and was reappointed to ‘-he commission, yet down at the Ciaypool they say that he has reserved a suite for the convention. They also assert that Leslie looks favorably on the aspirations of Lawrence F. Orr, dry law repeal candidate for Governor. Whether it be Sapp or Orr. it is a cinch that the chief executive doesn’t want his aids in there pitching for Bush. It's a strange situation and quite puzzling to observe, but this is a certainty, paraphrasing a bit: “Can any good thing come out of that old lineup?” 1 The answer is quite obvious.

late that night found Heath still at his writing desk. The crumpled papers in the waste basket testified to agonies of literary composition. Heath was folding several thick, creamy sheets and putting them into an envelope. “I wish you would take this and mail it at once. Simon, I don’t want it to wait until morning. And by the way," as the servant turned to go, "I’ll be leaving tomorrow instead of Monday, so be sure to have my things packed by noon.” Simon began to ask questions, but his employer stopped him brusquely. 'T’ve changed my plans, that’s all,” he said. Get along like a good boy, and drop that in the box.” After the man had left. Heath sat for a long while, with his head in his hands. m m m SUSAN let herself into the house and stood for a moment to gain time. She dared not show her flushed face and luminous eyes to the inquiring Miltons before she had a chance to compose herself. She had sent Bob away. All afternoon they had walked in the park, scarcely knowing which way their steps led them. They had argued, but Susan had been adamant. It was no use. She could not break her word at the eleventh hour. There was som thing of the martyr in her, perhaps. At any rate, she had not been able to bring herself to give Bob the promise he wanted. He had been angry. He had said some cruel and cutting things. And then, looking sideways at her downcast profile, he had begged her pardon. There had been a

ttbcdk A DA r. BY BRUCE CATTON

IF you missed any of the developments in the Lindbergh kidnaping mystery, you'll find them all compressed into the 275 exceedingly readable pages of the "True Story of the Lindbergh Kidnaping,” b John Brant and Edith Rcnaud. "The interests of the world and of the Lindberghs were exactly opposed from the instant that the colonel called in police,” say the writers. The conclusion is not new, nor are many of the facts and theories that are related of the Sourland abduction. The book recounts the tangled versions of what transpired on that blustery March night when word of the abduction was flashed to the world. With more modesty than their publisher, the authors, in depicting events immediately before and after the kidnaping, confess that in “presenting their deduction” they “wish it clearly understood that they do not believe any conclusive, unquestionable, complete, and flnal record of the facts is or can be in existence.” Clews are weighed, one against another, but the authors are commendably skittish of offering conclusions. The writers stress the faet that Lindy neither opened nor read the ransom note left pinned to the nursery window until two hours after the baby was gone, because, he wished to disturb nothing that might afford a telltale clew to authorities. Had he read it promptly and heeded the warning not to inform authorities, negotiations for payment of ransom and the baby’s return might have been accomplished speedily, the writers suggest. “Truth About the Lindbergh Kidnaping” is published by Kroy Wen Publishers, Inc., and retails for $2.

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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poignant sweetness about this intermittent quarreling and reconciliation. A true lovers’ meeting. But Busan had stiffened her spine and sent him away at last. What she was to do later when her high courage ebbed, she did not dare to think. Mrs. Milton was in the dining i room, helping a young colored girl to lay the tablecloth. “Now. you've got it on upeide down. Feeny.” Mr*. Milton said patiently. “Turn it over again. You may as well do it right while you’re about it.” She followed Susan into the room

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which the girl was sharing with| Rose. “That Feeny doesn’t know whether she’s coming or going.’’ Mrs. Milton complained. Then her attention centered on Susan. “You haven't been wandering around in that outfit!" she exclaimed, scandalized. Susan was aghast. She had completely forgotten she was wearing her wedding clothes. When Bob had come earlier in the afternoon and urged her to go for a walk so they might talk. Susan had i agreed without thinking. Now, it

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seemed to her she had been in- 1 tensely disloyal. “I completely forgot,” she murmured in confusion. Mrs. Milton s shrewd eyes narrowed. “I said to myself when I heard the front door slam. Susan has got rid of that caller in doublequick time.’ Then I waited and waited and when I went into the living room and didn’t find you. I couldn’t imagine where you'd gone.” Susan was scarlet. “I guess I'm fairly witless,” she said. To her relief. Mrs. Milton quizzed her no further. The woman said as she turned to go. “Well. I guess

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Uhha was much impressed. “I am but waiting, Uhha,” said Miranda mysteriously. ”1 am testing Obebe’s village that I may know which are my friends and which my enemies. I wait to see if there be one brave enough to set me free. Should there be such a one. Uhha, fortune will smile upon him always, and he will live long and happily. Listen, I shall wait a little longer; then if there be no such friend In Obebe’s village. I shall return to my great nver and destroy all your people.”

a girl has a right to behave queerly the week before she’s married. Most of ’em do. I notice. Just don’t mislay yourself. That’s all I ask.” “I won’t.” Susan promised fervently. With the door shut on her hostess, the girl went to the mirror and stared appraisingly at her own reflection. Surely the dullest observer could have guessed what had happened. Her skin glowed with anew luminous quality. Her eyes were starv under their preposterous lashes. Her breath came and went quickly as she thought of what Bob had said.

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He had been masterful and she liked him to be. But she was glad to remember that she had stood out against him proudly. She almost lauehed. remembering the fierce, set line of his Jaw at what he had termed her stubbornness. mam SHE shrugged her shoulders, determining to put this scene away in some quiet corner of her memory. She could not with honor go on thinking of Bob. (To Be Continued)

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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