Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 39, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 June 1932 — Page 13

JUNE 25, 1932

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BEGIN HERE TODAY CHERRY DIXON, pretty 19-ye*r-o!d <Jelighter of weilthy pgrent* fall* In lore with DAN PHILLIPS, newspaper reporter. She quarrels with her father about Dan. leaves home and. taking advantage of Leap Year, asks Dan to marry her They are married and for the first time Cherry finds what It means to U<-k money Her struggles with housework are discouraging. BIXIJv SHANNON, movie critic of the N4v is friendly with Cherry. She meets hatdeome MAX PEARSON who also work* on the News. Cherry receives a letter from her mother, enclosing a check for *SOO She ' returns the check, because pride will not let her keep It. Dan. worried about bills, undertakes to write a short story, hut becomes discouraged and leaves It unfinished. Two days later Cherry learns her molher I* critically 111 Cherrv goes home and at her mother's bedside the father and daughter are reconciled. MRS. DIXON passes the crisis of her Illness. Cherry remains at home for several days, then one afternoon goes down town to meet Dan. She sees him with another girl and becomes sngry. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN (Continued) “I wonder what’s keeping him,” the girl thought restlessly. There was a big clock in the window of a Jewelry store across the street. Its hands pointed to a quarter of 6. * Ehc scanned the street in both directions. There was no Dan in Right. ‘‘lf he doesn’t come in five mink utes,” she decided, “I'd better call the office. Os course if anything's! happened, he knows he hasn’t any way to reach me.” Deliberately Cherry turned her j hack on the clock. She watched the boy with the flowers sell a bou- i quet to a slim, stoop-shouldered 1 man with white hair. No other j customers came to buy. The boy I looked up and down the street and, then moved away. Cherry swung around. No, Dan ! was not in sight yet. Then she, saw him. He was crossing the | street, coming toward her and at his side was a girl in white. She wore a white hat and white shoes. Her head was thrown back and she was looking up at Dan and laughing. Jealousy, white hot and scorching, flamed up in Cherry's heart. Who was this girl and what right had she to be laughing like that and swinging along beside Dan? With sudden and unreasoning anger, Cherry resented this other firl. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT DAN and the girl in white were almost abreast of Cherry before they recognized her. Dan called out, "Hello, Cherry. Waiting long?” There was a bright circle of red y in each of Cherry s cheeks. “Hello,” she said evenly, determined to seem as casual as he had been. “I’ve been here a while. I really haven't noticed how long.” The other girl smiled. ‘‘l don’t believe you remember me, Mrs. i Phillips.” she said. “I’m Connie Randolph. We met at the Casey's party—the night you were married." “How do you do. Yes, of course I remember.” The slight note of frigidity was not to be missed. The other girl hesitated a moment. Then she said, ‘ It’s awfully nice to see you again. Well—l must hurry or I’ll miss my bus.” She directed her smile at Dan, turned and was gone. "Look here. Cherry, you might have been a little more cordial to old Connie—” , ‘Old Connie! Is that what you call her? I don’t think you need to give me lessons in etiquet Dan. She didn’t even know I was talking looking at you all the time!” “Cherry! For Lord sake—!” She must not let him see that her lips were trembling. She must not let the tears come. To steady herself, Cherry turned away. Dan’s hand was on her arm. ‘ Honestly, honey,” he said in a softer tone, “I don’t understand. Is anything wrong? Gosh you’ve been away so long and it's so good to see you—” "You didn’t seem to think much about me when that Connie was here! ” Dan’s laugh was a short derisive shout. “Don’t tell me you're jealous, Cherry! Not of old Connie! Oh, that's too ridiculous!” She whirled and mfst made the brown eyes larger, more luminous. She forgot that her lips were trembling. She said, “I’v® been so lonesome! I've counted on this meeting so. And then you came with —that other

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yoti’d forgotten all about me—!’* girl! You were laughing as though It was 6 o'clock of a June evening in the center of Wellington’s business district. There were a score of pedestrians in sight. Nevertheless Dan Phillips put both arms around his wife. “Cherry,” he declared, “I swear If you look at me like that again I’ll kiss you. I don’t care If the entire population is glaring at us. I don't care if the mayor and the police chief and the editor of the News all are watching. I think I’ll do It anyhow!” But he didn’t. The girl broke away from him, laughing. “Dan Phillips, you’re impossible! You’re getting sillier every day—!” “Oho! That’s the welcome I get, is it? That’s my re,ward for duti- 1 fully putting out the milk bottles and feeding the cat.” “But I thought Dixie was taking care of Pinkie?” “Oh, well—a mere figure of speech! Anyhow, I did put out the milk bottles. Seven of ’em this morning.” “Why, Dan, you haven’t been eating at home, have you?” “No. but I drank the milk. Say. Cherry, I’m glad you’re back! I tried to fix the place up a little last night, but I’m afraid I didn’t get rid of all the dust. “How’s your mother today? Come on—what do you say we have dinner and you can tel' me all about everything—" nan r T~'HEY went to Schroeders’, the restaurant where they had dined so often together. It was pleasant to be welcomed by fat, affable Charlie Schroeder and shown ft to their favorite table. It was pleasant to note the deference with which Dan was greeted. After the food had been ordered, Cherry talked of her mother’s re-' covery. She asked questions about Dan’a work and what he had been doing. She wanted to know everything that had happened in those days of separation that had seemed months. “Same old grind,” Dan told her carelessly. “I played cards a couple nights with the boys. Max came over one evening and—well, I guess that’s about all. Looks as though there’s going bo be another investigation down at city hall.” He went on to give her the newest development in local politics. Cherry tried to seem interested. Presently she said: ‘‘You know, Dan, mother and — well, father, too—were both awfully nice about everything. They understand about us wanting to be married and they’re not angry any more. “Mother’s going to send the car for me every day so I can go out and spend a little time with her. I’ll want to until she’s feeling strong again.” “Well, that’s all right.” Cherry hesitated. “I was thinking,” she went on, “that it would be nice if you’d come with me some time.” “Cherry, you know I can’t do that!" “Oh, I know, you couldn’t during the week, but on Sunday or some evening—” Phillips’ chin was set in a hard line. “I can’t go Sunday or any time,” he said sharply. “Your father asked me to leave his house. I can’t go into it—and I won’t—until he asks me to come. “You can go there as often as you please, but you’ll have to go alone!” “But, Dan—” “There’s no use talking about it, Cherry. That’s the way I feel and I won’t change my mind. If your father wants me to come, he can ask me.” The girl sat silent. It was no use: when Dan took that tone she might as well keep quiet. He was as stubborn in his way as was her father. Cherry sighed. After a little she began “o talk of other things. Dan’s surliness disappeared and when they left the restaurant he was in good spirits once more. “How about a movie?’ he suggested. “No, Dan, I think I’d rather go home. To tell the truth I’m sort of homesick to see the place again.”

DAN had been right about his efforts at housecleaning. Inspired though they were by high motives, the results were questionable. He certainly had failed to •‘get rid of all the dust.” Cherry was at work early next morning. She wore an old dress that was ruined for any other purpose, rolled up her sleeves and tied a towel about her head. For an hour she wielded a broom vigorously. Then with ft pail of warm, soapy water she began to wash woodwork. She just had finished scrubbing the floor of the bathroom when the ringing of tne bell indicated that someone downstairs wanted to see her. Cautiously Cherry looked over the ( bannister. “Oh. Martin," she called. “I had no idea it was so late! If you’ll wait just a few minutes I’ll hurry!” She darted back Into the apartment, threw off the disreputable dress and dashed whaler on her face. Then minutes later she came running down the stairs. Martin, dignified as always, helped her into the car and closed the door after her. Cherry enjoyed the drive. She found her mother sitting in the big chair before a window of her bedroom. A bowl of roses from her garden filled the room with thir spicy perfume. There was sunshine outside, but the bedroom was cool and lowered awnings kept out the glare of the sun. Mrs. Dixon was smiling as Cherry entered. The nurse slipped away and left them together. They were talking of inconsequential subjects when, in the midst of a sentence, Mrs. Dixon's words broke off.

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CROONER,” by Rian James, will be interesting to a lot of people because they will think they recognize in its central character a certain famous radio star. It will be interesting to others because it shows how a good press agent can build a nobody up into a famous somebody. The story tells about a jazz band leader who plays in a New York night club. One night his cornetist, who sings as a sideline, is ill. The leader looks around desperately for another singer, can find none, and at last sings the songs himself—not because he thinks he has a voice, but because the songs have to be sung and there is no ort’e else to do it. His voice being too weak to carry, he sings through a megaphone. A slick press agent spots him and decides that he has possibilities. There is an interview, a contract is signed—and before long the young band leader is becoming famous. He gets radio contracts; his press agent hires three stenographers to write several thousand letters to the radio station; the gossip columnists start mentioning him— And one day the young chap discovers he is one of the most talkedabout men in America, and one of the most highly-paid. Mr. James is rather bitter about the whole racket. His band leader is stupid and conceited, his press agent is a conscienceless chiseler, his minor characters are chiefly a bunch of rats. Whether he has sketched his radio singer from life I know not, but it is obvious that the scene itself is taken from life. The seamiest side of Broadway is presented here —presented tersely and sardonically. And the upshot is a pretty good book. “Crooner” is published by Alfred H. Kink, Inc., and costs $2.

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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“Cherry!" she exclaimed. ’ “Your hands —what on earth have you been doing with them?” The girl glanced dowm. Against the brown crepe of her frock her two hands flamed bright pink. They looked swollen and rough. “V/hy—l—” Cherry began, “they do look badly, don't they? It—it must have been something in the water.” Sh knew very well what had caused that redness —the compound she had put into the scrubbing water. Cherry laughed uneasily. “I'll have to get a lotion of some sort, I guess.”

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"There’s one on my dressing table,” Mrs. Dixon instructed her. "Put some on right away. I've always been proud of your hands, Cherry. You mustn’t let anything spoil them. . The girl had found the sweetsmelling mixture and poured some of it into her palm. “Os course not,” she said. “I’ll remember.” m * * THREE days latter Cherry noticed her mother again looking at her hands. “I must remember.” the girl thought. “11l have to get rubber gloves and wear th^m.”

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There was another incident that disturbed Cherry. It was the second week after she had returned to the apartment and housework. She arrived at her parents’ home late in the afternoon. Mrs. Dixon was in the living room with two guests, Mrs. Alden and her daughter, Gretchen. Gretchen Alden, whe was fairhaired and blue-eyed looked particularly attractive in a frock of blue organdie. Her leghorn hat had just enough of the Watteau shepherdness about it and just enough

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of the Parisian designer’s touch to be both picturesque and chic. Cherry was wearing a shantung sports dress. It was one from last % summer and looked it. but Cherry herself had not been conscious of this fact until she saw Gretchen. Mrs. Alden and her daughter excused themselves soon and Cherry saw them to the door. When she returned Mrs. Dixon said. “Cherry, I want you to go to Madeline's tomorrow and pick out some new clothes. Charge them to my account. It will be all right—”

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“Oh, but I couldn't do that! Dan never would stand for It." “Then you’ll have to manage without hi* knowing. I'm not going to have you practically in rags. You look a sight! Besides, you really need some dresses.” Cherry laughed. *Tm ure I don't know what for,” she said. "We’re not going anywhere. Dan’s holding over his vacation until fall so we can save some money." “But I want you to promise me you’ll get those dresses." (To Be Continued!

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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