Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 52, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 July 1932 — Page 11

JULY 11, 1932.

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BEGIN jif.rk today f HFTRR.Y DIXON, pretty 19-y-*r-ol<s jßhtrr of wpalihy parent*. marr!a. DAN PHILLIPS. np?pappr reporter. * u ,* r * quarrel with her parent?, it 1* " Leap Year marriage and Cherry does lh < Proposing She and Dan move Into a cheap apartP 1 *" 1 * n rt Cherry * Ilrst atiuggles with discouraging. DIXIE iiiendiv° N ' movl * cntlc °* ,he News, is -Cherry meets handsome MAX pear- - *>*o of the New*, who trie* to make ] nve t 0 After several wee Vs. Lnfrrv a mother becomer serlonalv 111 ine yjrl goes home and there la a re-, conciliation with her parents. Pride will not allow her to accept nnantsal aid from them, however MR *nd MRS DIXON depart, seeking another climate to improve the mother's health. BRENDA VAIL. magaslne writer, enmes to Wellington and Dan meets her She asks him to collaborate In writing a Play * Dan begins to spend most of his evehmgs at Miss Vail's apartment Dixie trie* io warn Cherry (hat there Is gossip aooiit Dan and Brenda, but Cherry will not lister,. After a day of houseeleaning when Cherry Is tired and nervous, she and Dan quarrel He goes to see Brenda who leads him to believe she is in love with him NOW GO ON WITH THF. STORY CHAPTER FORTY (Continupd) Sho did not look attractive now. Tears had smudged the black mark." on her face. Her lips pressed in a hard, tight line to keep from trembling. it a DAN spoke once or twice as though tying to make overtures at fripndlines, but they were uot accepted. Cherry's answers were polite. Too polite. There was a long interval of silence in which the girl was aware that the meal was hopeless. The fitew was cold ,and the salad contained too much salt. She had counted on the pie to retrieve a meal of left-qvers. Cherry was so miserable she would not have noticed what she was eating If it had not been for Dan. Why didn't he tell her he was sorry for those hateful things he had said? Why didn't he rover her hand with his own and say: "Cherry, I was a beast, but it was because I've had a hard day. Forgive me, darling!’ Why didn’t he take her in his arms and ask her to forget those cruel words? Dan Phillips did none of these things. He ate little of the food. 'Die meal was over almast as soon as it had begun. While Cherry gathered up the dishes Dan sat barricaded behind his newspaper. . The girl had almost decided she could stand the silence no longer, that, she must speak, when Dan got to his feet. "I’m going out for a while,” he said shortly. Cherry forgot her pose. “But, Dan,” she said, "I thought we might go somewhere together this evening. Sec a movie, maybe. I thought ” "I’m sorry," Dan Interrupted. “I've made other plans.” Anger she could not control flashed in the gorl’s voice. "It's strange,” she said, "but whenever there’s anything I want to do you always have other plans! "We never go out together any more. You haven't taken me anywhere for a week! All I do is stay home and ” “I know!” Dan assured her bitterly. "All you do is stay home and slave. I can recite the rest of it for you backward, it comes from having a worthless, good-for-nothing husband. "I'm very sorry for you, but in keeping with my roles as the worthless husband I'll have to remind you that I’ve made other plans for the evening.” He picked up his hat and coat. "Where are you going, Dan?” He stood with one hand on the doorknob. Dan paused long enough to say one word, “Out!” then disappeared.

Cherry sank into the bit? chair. The tears she had fought back for so long: came unchecked. “He’s—gone!" she sobbed. “He's gone without me! Oh. what will I do? What—will —I do?” There was only Pinky the kitten to console her, and Pinky was engaged in tearing up a paper sack, DAN PHILLIPS strode to the window. He stood looking out at the darkness, hands clasped behind his back. There was a single light in the large room. It came from a lamp ‘near the davenport and it glowed softly beneath the parchment tinted shade. From the shadows across the room a low voice came. “But you’re restless!” Brenda Vail #ntd. “Is anything wrong, Dan?”

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Phillips turned. “There's nothing wrong,” he said. "Nothing at all. But, Brenda, I can’t come here any more. I’ve got to stop seeing you.” "You sfily boy! Wha.t on earth are you talking about?” The young man moved forward so that his face was illuminated by the circle of light. The lines of his cheeks were drawn tightly. He went on stubbornly, "You know' what I mean, Brenda! You know things can't go on as they have been—!” "But, Dan, you don’t mean this!" Brenda Vail had risen. She was dressed in black velvet and out of the shadow's' her face looked very white. The outline of her rouged lips was like a double heart. "You don’t mean you’re going to —forget about me? You don’t mean you're not coming to see me?” "I haven't the right!” Phillips protested huskily. "I have to think of—some one else, Brenda. Things can't go on this way. I tell you. I can’t stand it!” The woman's voice dropped to lower pitch. "I know,” she whispered. “It's been hard for me, too. Oh, Dan—” She w’as in his arms then and Phillips was kissing her. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE CHERRY sat in the window seat and looked out at the only tree in sight. Some of its leaves had blowm to the ground but those that remained were bright yellow'. They danced in the sunlight, the very emblem of carefree gayety. Cherry did not even see the dancing leaves though she w'as staring at them. There were tiny vertical lines between Cherry’s brown eyes. The eyes were brooding and serious now. Cherry’s lips pressed together in an anxious line. She was struggling with the most difficult problem she had ever faced. The situation w'as terrifying. She had felt It daily for the last week. The thing that frightened her was nothing you could put your finger on and say, "This is wrong. We’ll correct it.” It was something intangible, something Cherry was powerless to combat, because she could not even name it. In some w r ay a barrier had risen between herself and Dan. She could not see over this barrier or around it. Dan was on one side and she on the other. • There had been no more quarreling between them. Ever since the night of the argument about the house cleaning, Dan had been meticulously polite. He left the house early each morning and usually arrived late at night. When he came home for dinner, he departed almost immediately. Cherry was too proud to inquire how' he w'as spending his time. She w'ent about the housew'ork, cooked the food he liked, made herself attractive for the hour when he arrived—and would have died rather thaij let him know how she was suffering. It had been five days now since that dreadful night. “It was my fault—partly,” Cherry told herself for the thousandth time. "I shouldn't have let myself get so tired and nervous and I shouldn’t have complained about the work.” But there was the matter of pride, too. If Dan had made the slightest move toward reconciliation Cherry w'ould have met the venture half w'ay. He hadn't—and therefore affairs were as they stood. Suddenly Cherry got to her feet. “This w'on’t do!” she scolded. “There’s no use sitting here worrying. I’m a little fool to imagine a l lot of things that aren't true. “Probably that’s the whole trouble—l’ve been letting my imagination get the best of me. Now I’m going to quit it!”

FOR the rest of that day she was determinedly cheerful. It was not easy, but when doubts arose Cherry closed her mind to them. Moreover, she outlined a course of action. Something was to happen within two days that she felt sure would restore her happiness. “I won’t tell Dan!” she thought. “I'll surprise him.” Cherry said casually at dinner that, evening. “I’ve some shopping to do Saturday. Suppose I come down about 12:30 and have lunch with you. Will that be all right?”

Dan did not glance up from the newspaper beside his plate. He said. “Yes, I guess so.” “I'll meet you in front of the library,” Cherry promised. “I’ll be there at 12:30.” The young man nodded agreement. He did not leave the apartment as usual after dinner, but flung himself down on the davenport with anew book. Cherry felt this was encouraging. She was happy as she went about clearing the dishes from the table. She washed them * and put them away, taking to be quiet so as not to disturb Dan. "Everything’s going to be all right,” she assured herself. "I'm sure of it!” But there was disappointment ahead. Dan did not come home for dinner the following evening. Cherry would not let this make her downcast, however. She was pinning her faith on her plans for Saturday. She intended to remind Dan in the morfling that she was to meet him at noon. She meant to speak of it the last thing before he left the apartment, but somehow he was gone before she realized it. At 11 o'clock she telephoned the office, but. Dan was not there. "It doesn't matter,” C.ierry assured herself. “Dan never forgets anything.” It was true that his memory was unusual. While she dressed, she planned how to break the news. They would go to Stanley’s for lunch. It wasn’t terrifically expensive and besides this was a special occasion. While Dan was reading the menu she would say, “I'd like that special ice cream for dessert—Stanley’s spe-

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Uhha lay huddled upon a* little pile of grasses in a rude thorn shelter in the open jungle. It was night, but she was not asleep. She watched a giant white man who squatted near a tiny Are. Only hate smoldered in her eyes as she regarded him. No longer did Uhha th:nk of Miranda as The River Devil. This mans fear of the jungle beasts all about hrvi at first puzzled her, then convinced the girl that her companion was an impostor, for River Devils, knew, fear nothing.

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eial, they call it. It's appropriate today.” Dan would be sure to ask what she meant and then Cherry would say, “Why, dear, have you forgotten? It's our anniversary. We've been married six months today!” That was the surprise she had in store. The anniversary was exactly what was needed to end this foolish misunderstanding. After that Dan could speak without fear of sacrificing his pride. They would recall memories together. He would tell her how happy he had been during those six

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months and what a wonderful wife - she had been. Oh, yes, everything would be as ' Cherry had planned! They could ! spend the afternoon and evening to--1 gether. They could forget the rest of the world. i There would only be she and Dan! Reconciliation would be all the sweeter after the bitter lonej liness. Cherry's thoughts drifted. The ' important thing was to let Dan know she wasn't angry with him, to give him a chance to tell her he had been miserable these last few days as she had been.

Uhha was even commencing to doubt that t.lie fellow was Tarzan, of whom she had heard such fabulous stories that she had come to look upon the ape-man a almost a devil himself. Her people had no gods, only devils. Miranda was strong and brutal. She knew he could and would harm her if she angered him. If she could only escape from his clutches! Many times had she planned it, but always sha hesitated because of the terrible fear she had of being alone in the Jungle*

SHE bathed and patted on the delicately scented bath powder | that was her dearest luxury. She ; got into brief, lacy undergarments, : new hose, and her best pumps. As she touched her cheeks with I the pink pad from her rouge box, I Cherry was as careful as she ever | had been when dressing for an engagement with Dan before their marriage. She made her mouth into a vivid rosebud with lipstick. She put on a brown frock, adjusted the little hat smartly and slipped into her polo coat. A bright i scarf relieved the somber monotone.

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Recently, Uhha had come to realize that at the first hint of danger this white man would bolt for the nearest tree. But before she left him, she decided in her savage little brain to revenge herself for the way he had tricked her into aiding him to escape from the cannibal s village. Now as her glittering eyes watched the Spaniard, she thought she saw a means to her revenge. The firelight showed her Miranda gloat aig over the contents of a small buckskin bail.

Cherry took a last glance Into the mirror. Her eyes glowed with anticipation. Yes, she was satisfied with her appearance. If she met any one she knew at Stanley's, she need not feel ashamed. The ride down town on the trolley required only fifteen minutes, but i Cherry allowed herself more than . that. She left the house promptly 'at 12 o’clock and twenty minutes later had reached the library. Naturally Dan was not in sight. He would probably.be late. 1 Cherry walked leisurely along

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the block. The day was colder than she had realized and she pulled the collar of her coat snugly about her throat. A woman wearing a handsome mink wrap passed and Cherry thought ruefully of the beaver coat that had been a gift on her last birthday. The coat was !n storage and if Mrs. Dixon had been at home she would probably have insisted on Cherry wearing it. (To Be Continued)

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