Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 75, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 August 1932 — Page 11

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BKGIN HfRI: TODAY MONA MORAN. r<*('*piion;t In * Wall •*'i*w nff;< <\ is tiircrlK’d when her childhood - • urn hear' STEVE HACVAPPXLJ. returns lo Ne York after anrrp years of mvatertou* ahaenr*. Mona rontrioutea lartrelv to the snoD r r< of her mother. In'aHd father, sister. K*BTY and ne rr-do-*ell brother BUD. Steve has been In South Amenra 'here, larttelv bv chance he has become associated with BARRY TOWSBF.Nn, rich and socially prominent, who owns r diamond mine. Together thev have made the mine, believed worthies*. pav handsomely, fi'etp owns a huge diamond called "The Empres of Peru." LOTTIE CARR, fashion model. Joins Mona, Barry and Sieve on several dinre- and dancing engagement--. Mona's brother Rod. is under obligations to RUCK HARKINS, night club proprietor and gangster, who plots to Heal the huge diamond. Steve suspects this One night when Mona and Lottie are Steves guests. Bud telephone that his mother is ill. He corns to take Mona home l ater he returns and is forced to con- . f r - - -e meant to steal the diamond. Knowing the gangsters mav kill the boy f v tl-ii', failure. 3tc e besides to send hirr lo Roiith America. 'Thev drive lo Boston, where Bud boards a boat. Next day Steve explains to Mona what hi- happened, warning her she must tell no one. NOW OO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FIFTEEN (Continued > “Id like to see you married to Rome good man. Min." shr announced. “Though how we and get along without you, God knows!" “That's what you said about Alice," remarked Mona. “She’s no hotter off. She's not as well oil as she was when she was single.” “Jim Halliday's a good man," Ma replied conscientiously. Never would she allow anyone to criticize Alice's husband. “He's good, taut the luck isn't with him," she repeated. “I don't want to marry yet, mother. Not ior years.” “And then it will be too late.” Mrs. Moran mused over her darning. , They were joined soon by Kitty, who trailed out to the kitchen, to forage for a sandwich and cup oi milk. "Whore is Bud?” Kitty asked presently. "I’ve got a trade last for him. Not exactly a trade last, cither.” Mona and her mother exchanged glances. Mrs. Moran decided that there was no time like the present for a rehearsal. "Working in Connecticut,” she said. “Bud won't be home even on Sundays for a while.” Ma s look of triumph in Mona's direction was lost on Kitty, who was busy applying herself to her food. "Hm!” Kitty remarked. “Everybody says Bud's a perfect terror. Mrs. Callahan says it's a mystery how he kcep.v out of jail. She says that you would do well to look into this Fordham business. She says—" “And I say Mrs. Callahan would do well to look to her own business!” retorted Mrs. Moran, heatedly. “Bud's a good boy! He’s sending home half his salary every week now.”

“Go to bed, Kitty,” said Mona quietly. “Can I have Bud’s room j;f he isn't going to be here?” Kitty paused to inquire. “That will be fine. Kit,’’ said her mother warmly. “I'll make new curtains for you. Good night, now, child.” Humming, Mona set the tiny kitchen to rights. Presently, saying good night to her mother, she followed Kitty after a glance at the sleeping Donahue baby. Things were not so bad even with this worry about Bud. She would have a room to herself away from the disdainful Kitty. Barry and Steve could do so much for Bud. Somehow, this made Barry Townsend seem a little nearer. It was not Steve Mona was thinking of as she prepared slowly for thr night. What would her mother say if sometim#— later, of course—she were to marry someone like Ba rry ? Dreaming sweet dreams, at last she fell asleep. CHAPTER SIXTEEN THE first weeks of spring passed swiftly. Bud's contributions to the household finances began to arrive regularly, putting the flat on a much more comfortable basis. Ma had devised an agreeable fiction concerning her son's new' job in Connecticut. She even spoke of the girl he was interested in. Later she announced to her neigh- j hors that Bud's employer had sent I him south on a business trip. “He's working for one of them'

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big Wall Street men.” Ma confided to Mrs. Callahan “Thinks the world of Bud, too, he does.” Kitty was consoled easily over the absence of her brother, who had been chief opponent in many a bat- : tie across the dinner table. She was delighted now to have a room of her own. Knowing that her school friends would not. upon Buds arrival, be rudely hustled out of his favorite chair. Kitty took to inviting Isabel and Kathleen to come home with her. She and her friends could play the radio as much as they wished and Ma never would object. Moreover, a brother "down south” gave Kitty a certain prestige her friends. Ma packed Bud's scant wardobe and asked Steve to forward it to him.

“But we're already sent word to have Bud outfitted," Steve told her. “Hp won't need these things.” "The lad left without so much as a toothbrush on him. Poor boy!” Ma lamented. "Seems to me you put on a lot of 1 airs for life in the jungle,” Mona 1 suggested when Steve mentioned some of the items of Bud's newly ordered wardrobe. "Why not? In the army the men used to shave and make themselves spic-and-sj.an to go over the top, didn't they? W<> live in a jungle—though we don't rail it that—but we make ourselves comfortable there. “Have lots of servants. Barry and I always dress for dinner. We send to Haiti for clothing. And you should see the island we have in the Caribbean for holidays! When were there, we get suits from Haiti. We learned about the tailor from the captain of a cruiser. “Our orders go over by one mail boat and the suits come back on 1 the return trip. Tailored to measure. too.” “Just as I’d shop in Herald Square if I lived on Long Island!” Mona exclaimed. “Herald Square? Say—you'd shop on Fifty-seventh street or Madison ! ” n n n THEY laughed together as if their talk was the most amusing in | the world. “Barry wanted me to ask if you j and Lottie can't come up to Twiland's for Sunday. He's going Friday and I can drive you and Lottie up Sunday morning if you'll come. We'd have a great time together!" “I'd love it!” Mona agreed, accepting for Lottie as well as herself. |

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THERE is an odd fascination about those novels which describe the end of the pre-war world. That w'orld was utterly unlike the one w'e inhabit now; so much so that reading of it is like going to some infinitely distant and fantastic land, in which all moral and spiritual values are different from aurs. “Spears Against Us,” by Cecil Roberts, is a novel of that time. It traces the adventures of tw'o noble families, one Austrian and one English, in the decade beginning about 1912. A tragic story, it has somehow' a wistful, elusive charm. The members of these families are intimate friends. The children have grown up together; tw r o romances are just beginning to bloom. The world looks safe, unchangeable, orderly, secure. Then comes the w'ar—and, for the Austrian family, complete disaster. The family position vanishes, its ancient castle crumbles to ruin, a son is killed on the Italian front, the survivors are swept, away in the confusion of poverty-stricken postwar Vienna. And there, after the war. onp of their young English friends finds them. The story is well told, and the atmosphere is presented ably. It is a stirring and tragic presentation of the end of an era and the death of a class. The book is published by Appleton. and sells for 82.50.

She knew that Lottie would be only to glad to throw over any other date she might have for such an invitation. “Barry's uncle is out of town,” Steve volunteered, as if in answer to unspoken questions. Mona smiled. ‘ Yes, I know. He's at White Sulphur with Mr. Garretson. They’re iriends, you know." She stepped rather suddenly. Mona just had remembered that she and Barry never had mentioned to Steve the fact that they had met before Steve's introduction. “So Garretson knows old Townsend, eh?” Steve said, without suspicion. "Well, we can thank him for this day's invitation. It certainly wouldn't be much fun to visit Twilands if the old man were around.”

“Don’t he and Barry get along together?” 1 “Get along?” Steve eyed her. “Oh. so-so! It isn't the old man’s fault, I suppose. It’s his imagination. He j thinks—well, it's not exactly his imagniation, cither. “He's taking out on Barry the ill feelings he had for Barry's father and mother. Making their son pay what he owed them.” “Owed them?” Mona queried. “Well, they played a rather mean trick on him, you must admit.” “But that's not Barry's fault.” “Os course not. But his uncle can't forget it. That's the way of the world, my child.” It was agreed a little later that Steve should call for the two girls about 10 o'clock Sunday morning, stopping first for Mona and then for Lottie.

And if she’s not ready, we won’t kwait for her!” Steve had insisted. It was rather well known that punctuality was one of the virtues almost entirely foreign to Lottie. tt o r TT'HE Morans were awake early Sunday morning. Kitty was to go to spend the day at Alice's as usual. Ma was making her weekly trip to the hospital to see her husband. Kitty eyed her older sister rather approvingly. “You and Steve certainly make a nice-looking couple,” she announced. “You and Isabel have decided that, have you?” Mona returned. Ma interrupted the conversation, calling Kitty into the kitchen. A chicken for Dad was all ready roasting in the oven and fragrant hints of the bird's tenderness filled the air. Kitty was far from being in accord with arrangements for the day. She said the kids in Alice's neighborhood were "dumb.” She would have to wheel the baby for an hour before she could settle down with the newspaper comic section. Kitty wanted to go to the hospital with her mother to see Dad. “Children aren’t allowed and you know that, Kathleen Moran.” Thus Ma disposes of the appeal briefly. “The doctors say though, that Dad's getting better. Glory be to God!” A few more tugs at her overshoes and Kitty was ready to go. She departed with remarks indicating that she found these visits to Alice's flat less and less agreeable. Ma drew a basket from the closet and packed it lovingly. The baked chicken, fresh rolls, currant jelly. Dad's illness was such that his weekly basket might contain almost anything—within realms of discretion—that they cared to pack. "Give father a big kiss for me,” Mona called'to her mother. “Tell him I’ll be up to see him Tuesday.” Steve had telephoned that he was on his way. Mona had answered his call gaily. She stood before the mirror in her bedroom, touching her cheeks I with rouge, then powder, with the ! utmost care. She brightened her lips with lipstick. pressed her hair into dark. 1 becoming waves about her face and added the faintest dash of perfume to her ear lobes. Then she drew a smart little blue sport frock over her head and settled it into place. The blue hat

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—the same shade as the dress—was adjusted at just the right, jaunty angle. one TkyrONA stepped back from the •*-*-*- mirror for a final survey of her costume. Yes. she was satisfied. The blue frock brought out the color of her eyes. Its trim lines revealed—quite modestly—the slender, graceful figure. Mona knew that she was as becomingly and suitably dressed for the holidav in the country as any of Barry's debutante friends might have been. The girl’s eyes were shining. It was the radiant glow of happiness, more than the blue gown, the cosmetics, the painstaking minutes be-

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