Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 45, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 July 1932 — Page 13

JULY 2, 1932

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BEGIN HERE TODAY . Cherry dixon. t>r*-uv 10-vmr-oid q*hur of wealth-, parenls. falls In lot* ’*'lth nAN PHILLIPS nrwsoaner teoorter. She ouarrels with her father about Dan n<l then taking advantage of Leap Year, asks Dan to marrv her. _ Thev are married and Cherrv for the first time finds what it means to lack money Thev take a rheao apartment •nd her struggles with housework are .discouraging ' DIXIE SHANNON, movie critic of the News, is frlendlv with Cherrv She meets handsome MAX PEARSON, also on the New*. . several weeks. Cherrv s mother s serlouslv ill The Kiri Is called therr :s a reconciliation with but nrlde will not allow accDt. financial aid from them * When MRS DIXON is stronger, she and her husband leave for several months at the seashore. Julv brings an Intense heat wave Friends invite Cherrv and Dan to a swimming nartv at a nearbv resort. Dan T* delaved at the office and Cherrv sets font, with Pearson in his ear A heavv 'rainstorm overtakes them and thev .ose their wav At last thev reach an oil station and take shelter there. Pearson tells Cherrv he loves her. She becomes angrv and he leaves Later thev set out in the car and after dangerous drive srrive home. , Several rtavs later Dan tells Cherrv | BA* is tired of ♦he town and wants to : to New York. NOW GO ON WITH THF. STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR DAN was beside her. “Why, no,’’ he said in a startled voice. ; ‘‘That, isn’t what I mean at all. I Wouldn't go any place without you, Cherry. You know that! “But you said you wanted to get away from all this. I don't see how we could leave. There's the lease on the apartment ” “That’s just it!’’ he insisted.; “Leases—bills— always something to force you into a rut! That’s what I; hate, Cherry. That's what I want to get away from!” | fe “I don’t see how things would be Afferent anywhere else.” Dan stood before the window-, a mutinous figure. He rubbed a hand through his hair, pushing the locks awry. “Oh, 1 suppose you’re right. But, Lord! I wish something would come ! along to stir things ,us. “I’m not used to this sort of life. I’ve always pushed on somewhere else when things got too tame.” The girl said nothing. Phillips turned and saw her brush her eyes with a handkerchief. He crossed the room and put a hand on her shoulder. “Liston, honey,” he said. “You know I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Why, I wouldn’t do that for the world! Just forget I said anything. “I’m just a tramp, I guess—a nogood who doesn’t realize when he’s well off. You won’t think any more fbout it, will you, Cherry? Promise Wje you won’t!” 1 “But, I want you to be happy, Lan !” His arms were around her. “Why shouldn’t Ibe happy? I’ve got you, i haven’t I? Say, I guess I’m just t about the luckiest guy on earth. “And don't think I don’t realize It! That crabbing doesn’t mean anything. Come on—l'll help with the dishes!” He was unusually cheerful throughout the rest of the evening. After they had finished the kitchen work, they rode down town to see a motion picture. Dan talked more than usual. It was only occasionally that he seemed to forget and lapsed into silence. Then Cherry saw the brooding look return to nis face. A She could not persuade herself ffhat whatever was troubling him *Tiad vanished so easily. If Dan was worried, he gave no indication of it during the next few days. He was punctual at meals, talked of his work, and seemed interested in Cherry’s recital of each day’s events. * K THERE were more letters from Cherry’s mother. Mrs. Dixon reported she had gained four pounds. She and her husband were considering a drive into Maine with Some friends for a short stay. The letters consisted chiefly of trivial bits of news. There had been a touch of hot weather but now it was gone. Mrs. Dixon hoped Cherry and Dan were both well. | There was a card from Dixie Shannon, bearing a Canadian postmark. • Dixie wrote that she was having a glorious vacation and Yfould be sorry to return home. August proved to be as agreeable as July had been hot and unpleasant. Cherry, reading in newspaper society columns that Gretchen Alden and her mother were extending their stay at Lake Louise, that other acquaintances were summering at Newport, attending the race meet at

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Saratoga or visiting distant resorts, was not in the least envious. Her life settled into an agreeable calm. Dan, to his amazement, received the long expected raise in salary. It meant $5 a week added to the scanty household budget. They celebrated with a dinner at the Wellington that took the entire first week's $5. Then on a Thursday evening Dan arrived home excitedly. “Cherry!” he cried as he pushed the door open, j “you can’t guess what’s happened!” She hurried from the kitchen. “No, of course I can’t,” she said. “What is it?” “Say—wait till you hear! Boy did I run into luck today! It’s the chance I’ve been looking for ” “For heaven's sake. Dan Phillips, stand still a minute and tell me what you’re talking about!” He caught her by the shoulders and held her away from him. “What would you say,” he began, “if I told! you that one of the best magazine j writers in the country has promised j to read those short stories your boy | friend wrote, has promised to criticise them, and help him find a market?” “Oh, Dan—really? Why. that’s wonderful? Who is he, Dan? How did it happen?” n tt tt PHILLIPS drew himself up in mock dignity. “It’s like this, lady,” he began. “I was walking down the street ” “Stop it this minute!” Cherry insisted. “And tell me what’s really happened. Who is this writer and how did you meet him?” “It’s not a ‘he’,” Dan told her. “It’s a ‘her.’ Brenda Vail —ever read anything of hers? To tell the truth neither have I, but she’s one of the big shots.” He rattled off the names of a halfdozen magazines to which Brenda Vail had contributed. "She’s here I on business. Something about some land she owns and wants to sell. “Rogers usually does all the literary interviews, you know, but he’s on vacation. I didn’t have much to do this afternoon and Bates sent me over to talk to Miss Vail. It seems that, years ago when she was a kid she had an aunt who lived here. “She —I mean Miss Vail, not the aunt—used to spend part of the summers here. It made a pretty fair feature about the famous author coming back to the scene of her childhood—but that’s not the important part! “We got to talking about writing. She’s—oh, she’s marvelous- The minute you see her, you know you’re not meeting an ordinary person. “She has beautiful red hair and big, sort of gray-green eyes—l don’t know how to describe her exactly. There’s something about her, though, that's different from other people. She wanted to know if I’d ever written anything except newspaper stuff and when I said I'd tried, but hadn't been able to sell anything she asked me if she could see one of my stories. “Said she’d read it and maybe she could advise me where to send it. Can you imagine that? A writer like Brenda Vail going to all that trouble for someone she’s never seen before?” Cherry had been listening intently. “It’s fine, Dan!” she assured him. “What are you going to take?” “Why, I thought I'd show her that yarn about the kids in juvenile court—the one I called ‘Kempy’s Crime.’ Nobody else has seen it. “I figured there might be a sort of a jinx on the other story. The one that came back after I sent it out. Miss Vail said if Id bring it over to the hotel tonight she'd read it.” tt tt tt “'YTOU'RE going to take it to her J- tonight?” “Sure. You see, I don't know how long she'll be in town. It depends on this business deal, she says. Gosh, Cherry, suppose she likes my story! Wouldn’t that be great? “You see she knows a lot of editors and she might be able to put in a word for me! You know just sort of—well, ask them to give me a chance!” “She should like it, Dan. It’s a fine story!” Phillips grinned. “Oh, you're prejudiced,” he said, “but if Brenda Vail thinks I can write, believe me, I'll show them!” Dinner was over hastily. Dan

spent an hour dressing with scrupulous attention to detail. He put on the suit that had just come from the cleaners. It was the gray tweed, the most becoming one he owned. He selected a blue tie and knotted it meticulously. Cherry teased him as he stood before the mirror, trying to make his hair lay the way he want#! it. “Any one would think you were calling on your first sweetheart,” she told him. “Say, I guess you know what this means to me!’’ “Os course I do, Dan.” She touched his arm gently. “It means a lot to me, too. But I’m so sure of you, Dan. I don't need a Miss Vail to tell me you’re going to be a great author-” He laughed at her, kissed her hastily, and was gone. n u tt BRENDA VAIL adjusted the shoulder of her black lace frock. It was a very low cut frock, designed for sophisticated surroundings. She touched the stopper from a slender perfume bottle to the lobes of her ears and to her lips. Then she stepped back, surveying herself in the mirror. The effect must have been satisfying. She was a tall, rather slender woman. The black of the dress contrasted strikingly with the mass of auburn hair that waved about her face and was fastened in a knot low on her neck. There was too much of that hair for the sleek, fashionable outline, but it was undoubtedly distinctive. Brenda Vail was not beautiful. There was about her, however, a manner that invariably brought her attention. Perhaps it was the crav-, ing Brenda Vail herself hac* for attention. She selected exotic costumes, wore her glorious hair in a way that was definitely not fashionable, challenged the world to look at her—and it did! There came a ring from the tele-

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BY BRUCE CATTQN

“IVfADAM.” by Richmond Barrett, is a novel about a woman who had a lot of energy and a lot of money, but little intelligence and no morals at all. You might expect that such a person would do some rather odd things. Right you are—she does; and Mr. Barrett's novel is occasionally very funny and occasionally painfully bitter as it recites her adventures. She fell out of New York society because she got too wild for society to swallow; but she had a vast capacity for self-deception, and by posing as a chronic invalid she was able to mitigate the sting of her fall and devote'herself to ruining the lives of her relatives and her servants with magnificent abandon. It’s hardly worth while to go into details about it; the book itself gets wearisome long before you come to the end, and the people in it are so uniformly despicable that you feel like calling for something by Dr. Henry Van Dyke when you finish it. But the portrait is a good one; the apotheosis of the brainless meddler who can rationalize every act and persuade herself that supreme selfishness is flawless altruism—it comes to life, somehow, and you accept it. “Madam,’’ which might be classed as hammock reading with a dash of bitters, is published by Liveright and retails for $2.

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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phone in the next room. Miss Vail hurried forward. “Yes,” she said crisply. Immediately her voice changed. “Oh, it’s you!” The words came softly. “Yes, of course. I've been waiting for you. Won't you come up?” The roor had been furnished as a living room. Hastily, Brenda Vail pulled a small chair nearer the chaise longue that stood near the window. She adjusted the pillows, stepped back, and eyed them critically. A moment later she was opening the door. “Good evening, Mr. Phillips,” she

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smiled. “It’s so good of you to come. I’ve been wondering what I was to do with myself this whole lonely evening. Wont’ you come in?” Dan entered. He seemed a trifle embarrassed. “I hope you don’t mind,” he said. “I took you at your word and brought that story for you to read.” • “But I'm delighted! Here —won’t you take this chair? You’ll find cigarets in this box. That's right. Make yourself comfortable.” She sank to the chaise longue, laid the manuscript casually on a table behind her. Miss Vail raised a cigaret in a

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long ebony holder to her lips and expelled a curling wreath of smoke. The gray-green eyes narrowed. “Later.” she said, “1 11 read your story'. Just now I'm interested in you. You know, Mr. Phillips. I think that I like you very much.” (To Be Continued! Anonymous Donor STOCKHOLM, July 2.—ln memory of the death in battle of the Swedish monarch, Gustavus Adolphus, in 1632, an anonymous person in Stockholm has donated a silver chalice to the chapel at Luetzen, Germany, where the king fell.

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His two companions, watching from the seclusion of the wood, saw the woman clutch frantically at a feathered shaft sticking into her and then sprawl to earth where she lay kicking. Then she lay quiet and the two Alali came from their hiding place. Running to the son of the First Woman, they watched him wrench the arrow from her heart. Stunned with surprise, they looked at the dead she with expressions of disbelief, and then at their victorious companion with awe and reverence. 1

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Special delivery mail and perishable parcels also will be delivered. The holiday window at th® main office will be open from 8 1. m. to 10 p. m. for receipt of parcel post and sale of stamp*. Rabbits Were Bottle Fed By United Press NEWCASTLE. Pa.. July 2. Eight two-dav-old rabbits, their eyes not yet open, were fed with a nursing bottle after they were found in a woods near* here by Alex I. Donnan. The “orphans" were reported thriv#ig.

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

The son of the First Woman stuck out his chest and strutted proudly before his admiring audience. Truly it was a momentous occurrence in the history of the Alali, though these three sensed it as little as did the hundreds of Alalus shes going to their caves that night in blissful ignorance of the blow that had been struck at their supremacy. And just as suddenly was the even tenor of Tarzan’s existence belTg changed in the city of the Ant Men.

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