Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 32, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 June 1932 — Page 21

JrUNE 17. 1932

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RF.OIN HFRE TODAY rHKPRY DIXON. 1* ;nl pruy. fall* In lova Ith DAN PHILLIPS. newspaper reporter, whom her weolthy artatocratic pVrnt* have forbidden her io *ee. When hb.rrv team* Dan'* telephone m****R*. been leant from her aha ateai* out of 'he hou io meet him H''- father discover* thl* end threaten* „ .end her io C*ltfornU'. Cherry AtBe him and he order* her to leave oh. cor* to D*n. tell* him what ha hannened and Mk* him to m*rry her. The’ ceremony i* performed that night by • luatlt* of oece. rherrv looks for an apartment, but | dt'rmiraged to And them M expensive. nn works late one night n a Up that TONY TOSCALLI. gangland chief, 1* eeming to Wellington. Cherrv unconsciously give* thl* new* ♦ p to * reporter on the rival new*rmper The other paper gets the *tory jind Dn boas threatens, “One more *hp and you're fired." . , DTXIE SHANNON, movie critic, help* Cherry find an inexpensive apartment. Dan and Cherry move into It. Cherry finds housework and cooking trying They invite MAX PEARSON, a friend of Dan'*, to dinner but the food bums tip *nd they have to dine in a restaurant. , ~ . \ week later Cherry work* all day cleaning house Dixie invites her and Dan to a bridge party, but Dan refuses to go He trie* to write a short story, suddenly tear* the paper from the typewriter and bangs out of the apartment. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE DAN opened the door quietly and entered. He had been gone nearly an hour. “Hello," he said to Cherry. The ccirl had turned at the sound of the key in the lock, but now she did not glance up. She was sitting In the window seat, looking very small with her feet curled beneath her, her face white against the cloudy mass of dark hair. The night through the window behind her was dark, too. Cherry had been staring at that starless sky. “Hello.’’ Phillips put down his hat and grossed the room. “I'm sorry,” he began abruptly. “I didn't mean the things I said tonight. I—well, I want you to know I'm sorry about It." “Tt's all right" But it wasn’t all right. Phillips eould see that. The brown eyes raised to his showed how deeply Cherry had been' hurt.. There were no tears in those Ryes now, but the wisp of handkerchief she clutched was a damp and twisted ball. Dan waited uncertainly. -He wanted to say more, did not know how to begin. “Can I—sit down here?’’ She moved to make room for him end he dropped to the seat with a sigh. “I’ve been walking,” he told her. “Walking? Where did you go?” “Oh, I don't know. Down the street—l didn’t notice. It's getting cold out." Suddenly Cherry was concerned. “And you didn't have your topcoat! Oh, Dan, you shouldn’t have done that. You’ve probably taken cold and now you’lj be sick!” “I don’t think so.” “But you ran’t be sure. You should have a hot bath and ” 'There’s nothing wrong with me, I tell you. I'll be all right.” There was silence again. This time Cherry broke it. She leaned nearer, touched Dan's hand with her own. “I—didn’t mean what I said, either,” she told him. “I shouldn't have promised Dixie we'd come without asking you first and I didn't mean to complain. It was my fault.”

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HE stopped her. "No, it was mine. I lost my head and there was no excuse for It. I know you get tired of this life. Cooking and washing dishes and working all day in this hole. “It's my fault that you have to do it because I don't make enough to hire a maid. That's why you have all this drudgery’- You shouldn't have married me, Cherry! It was a mistake! “I'll nevpr be able to give you the things you should have—servants and money and pretty clothes, I'm just a bum police reporter and that’s all I'll ever be. I'm—oh, what's the use? What's the use?” Dan’s hands opened wide in a gesture of disgust. “But, Dan—" her arm stole about his shoulder. "You mustn't talk that way! You mustn’t, because it isn't true! You're not a bum reporter and I won't have you saying you are. “What do I care for servants and clothes and a lot of money? Those things don’t make people happy. I found that out! And I don't mind about the housework, either. "Os course, I know I’m not much good at it yet, but if you can stand it. I guess I can.” Dan shook his head. “You’ve been a sport about it all,” he told her, "but that doesn’t change things.” “I don't want them changed.’ He looked at her. “Do you really mean that?” Dan asked slowly. “Do you?” “You know that I do.” “You mean that if you knew it was going to be such hard work, with bills piling up and never any good times—do you mean you'd want to marry me, if it was to do over again?” ”Yes, Dan.” He scarcely heard her. It was the answer in Cherry's star-bright eyes that made him catch her close. He held her In both arms pressed tightly to his heart. His lips, eager and demanding, found the girl’s. “You darling!” he whispered huskily. “Oh, you darling!” u n u LATER as Cherry, with her negligee pulled tight about, hpr, was' 1 putting the empty milk bottles in the hall, Dan called to her. “Tell you what we’ll do tomorrow. honey. Were going to step out!” “But. Dan, we can’t afford ” ‘ Oh, don’t think I'm getting reckless. We’ll vsee a movie—one I can get passes for.” "That will be fun,” Cherry agreed. “I’ll have dinner ready the minute you get here. And it won't be canned beans, eithpr! Something difficult and complicated to prepare like —ham and eggs!” They both laughed. “Don't know where you’d find anything better?” Dan insisted. Peace and tranquillity had been restored in the household. The threatening problem of financial insecurity had reared Its ugly head and been put down—for the time. Dan and Cherry did see a motion picture the next evening. They sat hand in hand in the semi-darkness while a lovely blond actress in the role of a princess lost her heart to an adverturous young American. The watched these two cleverly outwit the diplomats who tried to separate them. The young American was penniless, but handsome,

and he was an audacious suitor. The blond princess sang wistful love songs. When the organ soloist began t popular dance tune It seemed to Cherry that the song was inspired, a masterpiece. The words flashed on the screen: “Conn* let u> trtroll Sown lotmi’ lane One* mere to nine love's old refrain For w mast sax, “Aof Wiederaehn—Aaf Wiedernehn. mi dear—" A girl beside Cherry was singing in a high-pitched voice. Cherry did not sing, but she was sure that she never would forget that song. It was beautiful, though sad. She and Dan knew what it meant to stroll down lovers’ lane, but they would never, never part. They would never say “farewell” as the sweethearts in the song. Cherry's hand, in Dan’s, pressed closer. The song was concluded and a news reel flashed on the screen. Twenty minutes later the two left the theater and walked down Twelfth street. They had gone less than a block when a gay voice hailed them. Max Pearson, crossing the street with great, swinging strides, was with them almost immediately. “Called your place half an hour ago,” he said, “but I couldn’t get an answer. What are you doing now?” “Nothing. Just on our way home.” “How about joining me for a little spin? It’s too fine a night to stay indoors.” Dan and Cherry agreed enthusiastically. They walked to the parking station where Pearson had left his car and all three crowded into the single seat. The roadster was not to be compared with the smart little motor car that had been Cherry’s at home, but the flfngine was trustworthy. Soon they reached a highway along which buildings became farther and farther apart. Small stores, oil stations and low dwellings gave way for houses set in wide lawns. It was a neighborhood given to truck gardening. n n u CHERRY’S head was tilted backward. The breeze against her cheeks was caressing—more like a June night than one in May. Well, June was not so far ahead. The moon, a silvery half-shell, suddenly appeared from behind clouds. From a. ploughed field there came the rich, warm odor of fresh earth. “It is a wonderful night!” Cherry said. “And wonderful to get away from the city, too!” “You miss that roadster of yours, don't you?” Dan asked. “Not when Max is so generous.” She was careful throughout the drive and later, when Pearson lingered at the apartment before saying good night, not to give him the opportunity to address her privately. When she spoke it was always to both men and not once did her eyes meet Pearson’s in one of those compelling exchanges that could be so disturbing. Something of this must have come to Dan's notice. He asked, when he and Cherry were alone in the apartment: “Say, don't you like Max? I thought you two were going to be friends.” “Why, we are!” “You didn't seem very friendly tonight. I’m sure Max noticed it-” “I thought I was polite ” “Oh, sure! Os course you were polite. You couldn't be anything else! Trouble was, you were so darned polite and formal I think Max was offended.” Cherry's back was toward her husband. “I hope note,” she said. “I didn’t mean to offend him. The next time he comes I’ll try to seem more cordial,” "That's all right,” Dan said “The only thing is Max is such a prince I wanted to be sure you like him. You ought to have Max around a lot, don’t you think so?" • Cherry agreed that they should. She asked Dan if he had remem-

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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bered to wind the clock and the conversation about Pearson was ended. Three days followed in which the household routine went smoothly. The meals Cherry cooked were appetizing and Dan praised them. Spurred by this appreciation the tiny apartment became a model of spfl! and span order. Cherry, in a becoming gown, was smiling and cheerful each evening when Dan arrived. She entertained him with lively reviews of the day. listened with interest to the things he had to tell.

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They went for walks in the spring twilight and drank in the sweetness of lilac hedges, heavily laden with blossoms, of syringas and fruit trees. The neighborhood of Kensington Circle was old-fashioned enough to include several homes with gardens behind high board fences. The fences could not shut in the sweetness of the flowers. Then on the morning of the fourth day Cherry found a letter slipped beneath the door. It was almost the first that had come to her at the new home and she stared at it in surprise.

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She picked up the envelope and studied the handwriting. Almost before she opened It, Cherry knew the letter meant trouble. (To Bo Continued) SCHEDULE FOR SCHOOL YEAR IS ANNOUNCED 1932-1933 Classes Due to Start on Tuesday. Sept. G, Schedule for the 1932-1933 term of Indianapolis schools has been

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