Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 47, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 July 1932 — Page 13

JULY 5, 1932

LEAP YEAR BRIDE II

BEGIN HERE TODAY CHERRY DIXON, pretty l-year-old <l*lighter of wraith parent*. tail* in love , with DAN PHILLIPB, newnpaper reporter. Bhe quarrels with her father ■bout Din and then, taking advantage of Leap Year, asks Dan to marry her. They are married adn Cherry for the first time finds what it means to lack money. They take a cheap apartment nd her struggles with housework are discouraging DIXIE SHANNON, movie critic of the New*, is friendly with Cherry. She meeta handsome MAX PEARSON, also on § the News. .. f After several weeks, Cherry a mother ’ becomes seriously 111. The girl la called home and there i* a reconciliation with her parent* but pride will not allow her to accept financial aid from them. When MR f DIXON is stronger, she and her husband leave for several month* at the seashore. Cherry and Dan are invited to a kwtming party at a nearby resort. Dan la delayed and Cherry starU with Pearaon. A storm overtakes them and while they are walling for it to pasa. he tells her' he loves her. They finally reach home but after that Cherry avoids Pea rson. BRENDA VAIL, magazine writer, comes to Wellington. Dan meets her and she asks him to collaborate with her on a play because he can supply information she does not have Dan Is delighted, but when Cherry meets Miss Vail, she does not like her. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX DAN PHILLIPS looked up from the tpyewriter. ‘ We’ve been at this thing for two hours, Brenda,” he complained, “and I haven't even written half a page!” The typewriter table stood a few feet from the davenport in the living room of Brenda Vail’s apartInent. A lamp made of a Chinese Vase with a taffeta shade illuminated the young man's face. Brenda Vail turned. She had been standing before the open window and now she rested one hand against the casement. It was a pose that was becoming, •as Brenda Vail very well knew. Her figure was silhouetted against . the black sky. She wore her favorite costume—pajamas. They were made with trousers of black velvet and a tunic of gold brocade. Miss Vail shrugged impatiently. “What is the use?” she said. “I have told you that when I am out of the mood I simply can not work. “I am tired. My head aches. This trying to build up action, to plan entrances and exits —oh, it is maddening!” * "I’m sorry!” Phillips’ tone was apologetic. ‘‘l didn’t know you weren’t feeling well. It’s only that you know we promised ourselves we'd have the first act done this week. You should have sent me away long ago.” . He arose, but the woman put out a hand to stop him. "No,” she said. “Don’t go. Stay here and talk to me and maybe the head will feel better. I am as anxious to have the work finished as

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f'P'ODAY and tomorrow delegates X from thirty-eight states convene here for the purpose of creating a fighting political organization ' whose only avowed purpose is to perpetuate national prohibition. For many years the two major parties of the nation pledged their support to the dry movement and the National Prohibition party was only a name, dim and half forgotten. Then all within thirty days, they tossed prohibition overboard. In the case of the Republican party, half-heartedly, it is true, but still its pronouncement could not be termed “dry” in any sense of the word. Why this great change? Why should the powerful Bishop Cannon, dictator to solons and Presidents, become overnight a petty and unpopular lobbyist? Why is the AntiSaloon League as shorn of power today as is Hoover of popularity? What has happened? tt tt tt The answer is not in prohibition itself. The prohibition situation today is no worse than five or even -three years ago. Liquor is as plentiful and as easily obtainable as before. the conventions proved that. There has been no sudden increase In the hearts of the American people of resentment against curtailment of personal liberty. What’s the answer? Ten million people are out of work. Delegates to the Democratic national convention saw bank after

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you are. A little rest and perhaps I'll be able to get at it again.” She sank to the davenport. Her titian head was pillowed against a cushion of Jade satin. “Bit here beside me,” she went on. “You're comforting, Dan. I as though I’d known you a long while, yet what is it? Only about two weeks. “Most of that time we've been talking about' gunmen and gangsters and other terrible creatures. Talk to me about something else, won’t you?” He dropped to the seat beside her. ‘ Wouldn’t you rather I’d go?” he said uneasily. “If you’re tired, rest is what you need.” For an instant the gray-green eyes met Dans. “If you go, I’ll be lonely,” Brenda Vail said softly. “And I am lonely so much of the time!” Phillips smiled. ‘ That’s an odd thing for you to say. You have so many friends, Brenda. Why, you’re the last person in the world I’d expect to be lonely.” “You think so? Ah, then you are not as clever as I think. Loneliness comes from the heart. What do you know of a woman’s heart?” “Why—why I don’t know. I don’t spend much time reading those lovelorn columns if that’s what you mean. I’ve always had the idea men and women are really pretty much alike.” Miss Vail leaned her head back. "Cigaret?” she said idly. Phillips held the box for her and flicked the automatic lighter into flame. “Men and women are alike,” Brenda Vail said slowly. “And yet they are different. Each of us, I suppose, is doomed to much loneliness. “if is only when a man or woman meets another who really understahds that the loneliness is lifted. But there—l have myself for company all day. I want you to talk now.” u n n PHILLIPS smiled. He looked very boyish and very attractive when he smiled. “I’m sorry, but honestly the only thing I’ve been thinking of for a week is this play. Do you really understand what this means for me, Brenda? Do you? “Why, I’d begun to think I was sunk in this place forever! I thought I never was to have a chance. It was the greatest piece of luck in the world for me when you came here!” She was pleased. “And I think it was lucky for me, too,” she said. “Tell me—what are you planning to do if our play is a great success?”

bank in Chicago close its doors. Dividends are being passed, factory chimneys show no sign of smoke, the soup lines grow longer. Even delegates who were no smarter or brighter or more intelligent than those of four or eight years ago could see this. They saw prohibition as it is and not as the Bishop Cannons pictured it, in glowing words that teemed with allusions to Holy Writ and mythological commandments. Their vision was not obscured by wreaths of factory smoke. The men out of employment, who, while jobs were plentiful and pay good, has no time to think about the question, now have plenty of leisure. As long as business was good, it was difficult to get people worked up about prohibition. Those days have gone the way of the dodo. For years they were taught that the post-war prosperity was a direct result of prohibition. But the dry law still is on the books and the halcyon days have gone. Even party leaders now can recognize the truth —there is no connection between prohibition and prosperity. They are as far apart as Jim Farley and A1 Smith. Even delegates from the reactionary deep south realize this. That’s the answer and that is why desperate attempts are being made here to create an aggressive party, dedicated to the sole purpose of retaining national prohibition. How far will it get? You’re the voter—you answer.

“Oh, I hadn’t thought that far ahead yet. Remember, the first act isn't finished! But I'd like to go to New York and know some of the people you’ve talked about. “I’d like to go to the places you’ve told me about. That must be the life —New York, with the theaters and the people who write and act and paint!” “It is a great life,” the woman assured him. “And it is what you should have, Dan. For to write, you must really know life. “You must have experiences—adventures, if you want to call them that. You must see something of the world. Oh, you have talent— I am sure of that. But you need to develop it.” “It’s wonderful of you to be so encouraging.” Brenda Vail put a hand on the young man’s arm. The faint odor of mimasa, heady and pungent, came to his nostrils as she moved. “You must let nothing stand in the way of your work,” she told him. “Nothing—do you understand? You must go to New York. You must travel. You must have freedom and you must be with those who understand.” “I’ll do anything you say,” he assured her eagerly. "Ah—you are a dear boy!” From a radio in a nearby apartment came the strains of a waltz. It was softly played, melodious. As the song reached the chorus, the violinist took the melody, sent it forth throbbing as a lover's plea. The rhythm of the music caught at the senses. The song reached its climax, ended on a high note. Dan looked at his watch. “Why, it's almost midnight!” he exclaimed. “I had no idea it was so late. Cherry will be sure I’ve been murdered.” “But this isn’t late!” “It is for Wellington,” Dan told her with a grin. “Anyhow, I’ll have dash along. Are we going to be able to work tomorrow?”

3~'SQDK ~ZTDAY~ 8Y BRUCE CATTQN SUMMER time seems to be tripe time, as far as the reading public is concerned. Not that all books published at this time of year are tripe. But a fifth rate bit of work seems to stand a better chance of getting published now than at any othertime. Why? Well, the people who sit on the porches of summer hotels have to have something to do, don’t they? Anyhow, we come today to “Strange Women,’’ by an anonymous author. This book tells about the love life of a'United States marine, and while I would be the last to deny that such a subject might have its points, I found this book practically insufferable. The leatherneck in question bounces from one pair of arms to another, according to the historic traditions of the corps, but his amorous adventures are told with such a prurient high-mindedness—-if you can imagine such a thing—that you wind up with a faint feeling of nausea. This book is issued by the Mohawk Press, and if you must have it, it will cost yoy $2. Then there is ‘The Sportsman on the Sofa,” by Frank Durfey. This one tells about a male clothing model who roves about Europe, chiseling a living out of sundry women. While it is far more decently written, and contains a good bit of humor, it eventually becomes quite boresome. However, if you have a lot of idle days on your hands—- “ The Sportsman on the Sofa” is published by Covici-Friede, and sells for $2.

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TARZAN AND THE ANT MEN

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“I’m not sure,”" Miss Vail told him. “You can telephone me at noon.” • She always spoke as though anything another person did for her was a favor to themselves. Somehow, Dan admired her for it. It made her seem very sophisticated, very much a part of that outer world. •Til call you about 1 o’clock,” he promised. “And I hope you''ll feel better in the morning.” The door closed after him. Brenda Vail crossed the room with a determined stride. She took another

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reply. Cherry took up the scissors and began to cut around the paper pattern. It was her first experiment in dressmaking Mrs. Moreau had been making house dressses and had promised Cherry that she might use her sewing machine. The pattern was one of those labeled “for beginners.” Cherry had read the directions half a dozen times, but the result of her work, as it lay before her, was more puzzling than any problem she ever had encountered in school days. Slowly and laboriously she cut around the last bit of paper. The

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sections of cloth did not seem to look like much, but when Cherry held them up, she thought she began to understand how they fitted together. She was gathering up the last of the strips of yellow cloth when a key sounded in the lock. Cherry scrambled to her feet. “Goodness. Dan, I didn't know it was so late!” The young man looked down at the floor. “Say, what's going on here?” he demanded “What in the world—?”

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Cherry laughed. She held up a long piece of cloth. “My new fall outfit” she said. “How do you like it?” “Well, it doesn’t look like much to me. What’s the idea?” “It doesn’t look like much to me, either,” Cherry adnjitted. “But wait until I’m through with it! It’s going to be a dress, Dan. You didn’t know I was a modiste, did you?” “Do you think you can make a dress out of that?”

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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