Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 24, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 June 1932 — Page 13

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rtCOIN Hru TODAY CHKRHY DIXON 19 nd PrjttT. fall# In love with DAN PHILLIPS. nepo*r *h<m her -jthv. n*urraue NitoU h lorbt<!<l*n hr to Chrrrr !'rn* Dn tiohnn*> ht* biiic iteot from b*r. *he of th* ho;*' to m"t him M#r fth*r diicov'r* thl* nd threaten* lo trnil htr to r*l;fr>rni Ch'rrV dnfit* hi it *rd h' order* her to leav<Rh roe* to Dan tell* hire *h*t h* haonm'fl and **k* hire to reorrv her Th ctr'manr i* narform'd that nlrht w.. „ r of pe><**. " T fn d, of Dan * *tar* a cartr for t’oarr. *e* d*v Cfc'rrv. who ha* onlr thr d‘*’' *h ' *:tna tor* *hot>c;ne sr. f -. 5 - :-;arr account and th hi!) tot*;* *93.“ft She it **hamrd to tall Don of tr. * extra vaan>-f Her - r cm; to *** her next morn - tn" 'and prm;“* to *<*n'l Cherrv f oti.r* rh*rrv ‘aka* her nur-haaes bark to t: <• v: Thnt nitht Dan tell* ner MAX PXABBON wt'iil arrl'f nex* dar \OH t.O OV *IIH THI. MOBY CHAPTER TWELVE 'Continued! It had been agreed between them that Dan was not to telephone her at noon, because Cherry expected to spend the day hunting lor an apartment. She did not go out. however bernvis" she was anxious to be on hand when the trunk was delivered Cherry would take no chance with that trunk. It came about 4 o'clock. Bv the time Dan arrived she had unpacked everything and was waiting. Iresn and radiant in a deep green frock with touches Os daffodil yellow that he said made her exactly like the flower. "Only lovelier.” he told her. ‘‘Lovelier because —well, you’re you!” She laughed at him from beneath demure lashes. She said that he was ridiculous and how she loved him for it! They had dinner at Schroeder's, exchanging news of the day over the appetising hot food. Their plates were taken a wav to be replaced by dessert Abruptly Dan looked up. It was one of those moment.* that *eeni utterly casual when, looking backward event* reshaping entire lives may be seen to have their beginning. Dan 'Guess I forgot, to tell you. Max Pearson’s coming back tomorrow.’’ CHAPTER THIRTEEN HERRY put down her cup of J i coffee and raised her eyes to Dans'. ’ Who is Max Pearson?" she asked. • Mean to say you . don't—w-hy, ►ay. haven't I ever told vou about Max?" "No, I don't think so. Who is he?" "Well, that's funny!” Phillips looked at the girl across the table and marveled that he and Cherry, who had come to mean so much to each other, could have gone on for years knowing different people, going different places, talking about different things and never encountering each other. It was almost, impossible now to think of himself as having an existence separate from Cherry's, or her having an existence separate from his. “Max is a great boy.” he told her enthusiastically. *1 know you’ll like him. He works on the News—rewrite man. And. boy. can he write! One of the best newspaper men in town. “Come to think of it, it’s not so strange if I haven't mentioned him. Max has been in a hospital. Operated on for appendicitis about a month ago. Since then he’s been down-state with some relatives. Getting along o. k., I guess. Anyhow. he’s coming back to work tomorrow.” She could tell by the light In Dans eyes that Max Pearson was more than an ordinary acquaintance. Cherry said: "Os course if he’s a friend of yours. I'll like him. Tell me about him.” "Well, you have to know Max to really appreciate him. He isn't like other people. I mean he’s brilliant and some people think he's hard-boiled and cynical, but that's because they don't understand him. Give his last dime for a friend. Max would. Lots of nights we'vp sat around talking until 2 or 3 o'clock. Just talking. Max thinks our economic system is all wrong. He's a pacifist, too. and dead against war. Sometimes when he's in the mood lor it, he'll quote you poetry by the hour. Keats and Housman and Swinburne. Knows them all—’’ But. I'd be afraid to talk to anyone who knows so much!” Cherry protested. "No. you won't. You'll like him. You see old Max is real. He doesn't just fake this literary racket. Some dav he'll write a great novel.

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‘He's read everything, but that doesn't make him high hat. You'll be crazy about him—l know you will?" •Well. T hope hell like me." “As though any one could help that! I'll admit Max doesn't care much for most girls. Never goes around with them. Down at the office thev call him a 'woman hater.’ but he'll go for you, all right!” ana pOR another ten minutes Dan * sang the praises of hi* friend. Cherry, listening, thought Max Pearson certainly must t>e unlike any one she knew. There still were doubts in her mind that she would be quite com- j sortable talking to a person of so! much learning Then she put the whole matter aside as unimportant, j What really counted was that for j a few hour.* she and Dan were to I be together. They finished their coffee, left the restaurant and strolled out on the street considering how to spend the ! evening. Dan suggested they might rent a car at one of those "drlve-it-your- j sell” acencies and take a spin out j on Stewart road. Or would Cherrylike to drop in to see the Norrr.a Shearer picture? How Rbout dancing? Cherry voted for none of those things. They settled the problem by boarding a double-deck open air bus and climbing the perilous cylindrical stairway to the top deck. They found seats near the rear. The seat across the aisle was vacant, so there was no one to notice when Dan's arm slipped about Cherry. Her soft, fragrant hair, blew against his cheek and Dans arm tightened, drawing her close. The other passengers, sitting two bv two, were mostly boys and girl* as young-looking as Dan and Cherry. Each couple seemed oblivious to the others. Overhead in a sky of midnight velvet the stars shimmered and twinkled as though symbolic of all the gems by which lovprs since time began have plighted their troth. Great planets, glowing with fiery radiance. Cool, silvery star spray made up of infinitesimal, unimaginably distant worlds. Stars and the night breeze and darkness blotting out unpleasant realities. The bus top. jolting over city pavement, became young love's paradise. Dans lips brushed the forehead of the girl beside him. Her hand, stealing into his, clung warm and trusting. "Fun. isn't it?" she whispered ‘Great!” They rode to the end of the bus line and then back again. The girl who had seen spring cast its magic over Paris boulevards, whose costume was the exact and expensive duplicate of a French original and the young man who had been farmhand, book salesman, who had "bummed the rails” and —once — stood in a breadline, held hands and smiled into each other's eyes during the 10-cent bus ride exactly as hundreds of other sweethearts in hundreds of other cities w’ere doing. "It was lovely.” Cherry said softly as they returned to the hotel. "Let's take the same ride again soon.” man LATER she and Dan checked ad- • dresses in the want ad pages that might prove to be desirable ! apartments. Cherry was anxious to I leave the hotel, to have a home ! they could feci was distinctly their 1 own. , She was going to learn to cook ; and do all her own housework. Cherry knew how to preside with dignity at a tea table. She could i distinguish choice caviar from inferior and order a perfect luncheon from a menu card in French. As to actual cooking, she never had so much as boiled an egg or made a pot of coffee. Cherry admitted her lack of I housewifely knowledge. It was a ; standing joke between herself and I Dan. That she could learn to manage a home quickly and easily she had not the slightest doubt. "Well, honey," Dan told her, “I'm ' not so bad at flapjack.* and fried eggs. 11l give you lessons. Woman, j I can make java that will curl your I hair!” With the want ad list folded away in her purse, Cherry set out next morning to look at apartments.

There was two desirable residence neighborhoods in Wellington. Sherwood Heights, the most exclusive, was out cf the question, not only because of expense, but because Cherry's parents lived there. Eastwood, on the opposite side of town, boasted the newest and most attractive apartment buildings. Cherry knew several members of the Junior Guild who lived in Eastwood. She decided to look there first. Dan had been afraid the prices might be too high for them, but Cherry said it could do no harm to look. She knew exactly the sort of place she wanted. It must be furnished because buying furniture would take time and besides Dan was opposed to going into debt. Mentally. Cherry pictured the cozy, studio-type of living room. It should be large enough for one end to serve as the dining room. A little kitchen off at one side. The bedroom might be small, or with the right kind of couch they could even do without a bedroom. Furniture that was simple and comfortable. Bright chintz, would be nice. And there should be a fireplace— The vision was attractive. Cherry hoped to locate such quarters for $45 a month. Dan had been paying S4O at the Bismark and they had set SSO as the absolute maximum. One-fourth of their income seemed all that could be devoted to the singly item of rent. “Oh. I don’t think it will be hard to find,” Cherry had assured Dan as she bid him good-by in the morning. "There must be lots of nice places and I'll just look around and pick out the best.” a * a IT was 10 o'clock when Cherry left the hotel. She boarded a street car that would take her to the

TTTSCDK A day: BY BRUCE CATTQN

PROBABLY there is a lurking desire to be a pirate hidden in every man. somewhere. Maybe it's because we were all brought up on Treasure Island.” and maybe it is because were just naturally given to admiration of sinful men; whatever the reason, a good tale of piracy is something very few of us can resist. All of this is just by way of leading up to the fact that Rafael Sabatini's new novel, “The Black Swan," is a good, straightaway story of piracy on the Spanish Main. Need 1 say more? The story opens with a girl named Priscilla traveling back to England from the West Indies on a merchant ship, accompanied by one Major Sands, an ardent but somewhat stupid suitor. As soon as the swarthy, handsome Monsieur de Bernis boards the vessel, you know this Major Sands isn't going to get anywhere at all; for de Bernis used to be a buccaneer, and lately has been in the service of Sir Henry Morgan, and what infantry officer would have a chance against anything like that? And presently their ship is captured by the infamous Tom Leach, as foul a pirate as ever scuttled a ship; and de Bernis saves himself and Major Sands from death, and Priscilla from an infinitely worse fate, by means of a wily stratagem, and a little later he runs Pirate Leach through with his sword, and the king's ships come and rescue them, and everybody but Major Sands, who is jealous, lives happily ever after. Os course, you can see all of this coming. But who cares? Piracy Is piracy and Sabatini is Sabatini, and I have a weakness for both. "The Black Swan” is published by the Houghton, Mifflin Cos. and costs $2.

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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neighborhood of Eastwood. She missed the green roadster in which she could have driven the distance in half the time. Well—the roadster was part of a life she had left behind. Following the street car conductor's directions. Cherry left the car and walked two blocks to the first address on her list. She had selected it because the name of the building. "The Elms- , mere.” attracted her and because the building faced an Eastwood park. "The Elmsmere” was a dignified brick building with a tastefully furnished entrance. Cherry like it.

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“Eve come to look at the apartment you’re advertising,” she told the custodian. “Which one. ma'am? The five room or three?” Cherry said it was the three-room apartment in which she was interested. They rode in an automatic elevator to the third floor and walked down a corridor. The custodian turned a key. opening the door. “Here it is,” he said, "and not a better value to be had in the city. Two windows in this room. A good sized closet. The whole place, floors and walls, just reflnished. There’s a wall bed.

"Let me go!” she cried, "that I may climb a tree. Only a cow-ard would stand here dead with terror, waiting for the lion to come and devour him. Let me go!” and she tried to wrench herself from his powerful grasp. "Shut up!” he whispered. "Do you want to attract the beast to us?” Stooping, he seized and lifted her until she could grasp the lower branches of the tree above them. Then, as shp clambered to safety, the man who had so loge cleverly Impersonated Tarzan, swung himself easily to her side.

“Everything in the kitchenette is first class and If you like we can furnish maid service at $2.50 a half day. There's an electric refrigerator. You can have this suite at sllO or unfurnished at $95.” The man had rattled off his speech in a sing-song tone. Cherry turr.fd startled eyes on him. “How much?” she asked, incredulous. “It's sllO furnished or $95 unfurnished.” “You mean sllO a month!” The man laughed. “Why. sure, lady. What did you think I meant? This is a fine location and vacan-

—By Ahern

Presently higher up, the two settled down to await dawn, while below them. Numa, the lion, prowled for a while and roared so that the jungle shook. Exhausted by lack of sleep, the two slipped to the ground with the sunrise. Uhha would have delayed, hoping that the warriors of Obebe might overtake them. But the man feared the same thing; so he desired to put the greatest possible distance between himself and the black, cannibal chief. He was completely lo&L having not the remotest idea where he shodti search for a trail to the coast. W

cies All up quckly here. Os course all our tenants sign a years lease. We just have this one and the fiveroom suite—” Cherry said rather hurriedly that she'd look further and return if she found nothing she liked better. She even wrote down the custodian's telephone number, feeling hypocritical as she did so. Outside the building she breathed a sigh of relief. A hundred and ten dollars for a stuffy little box like that! She couldn't believe people paid such prices. Three more hours of searching enlightened Cherry. By the end of

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that time she had visited two-thirds of the places on the list She had walked, ridden oo street cars and climbed stair* until she was convinced that she had covered miles. And in all that time she had found not a single apartment remotely within their price. Cherry was too tred to stop for lunch. She went to the hotel, threw herself down on the bed and then, because she was so weary and disappointed cried herself to sleep. The strident ringing of the telephone awakened her. <To Be Continued!

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

Nor. for the present, did he care. His one wish was to escape recapture by Obebe. th* cannibal chief. And so he elected to move northward, keeping always an eye open for a well marked trail toward the Eventually, he hoped, he might discover a village of friendly natives who would aid him upon his Journey toward the African coast. So the two moved as rapidly as they could in a northerly direction. Their way skirted the Great Thom Forest alofg the eastern edge of which they traveled.

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