Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 156, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 November 1932 — Page 15

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(Continued from Page One) it appeared, also very nearly losing a passenger. The passenger Just had stepped from the parlor car to go forward *to the smoker of the little country train as It hurried toward the junction where its important coaches were transferred to the big through flier. When others, atUactcd by the passenger's shout of warning, hurried to the scene of the accident, he only could suggest that the porter, betrayed by familiarity into carelessness, must have lost his balance at the unexpected lurch—Just as he himself very nearly had. The explanation was ■o patently the truth that there was no further Inquiry into the matter. There had been that whining, crying baby in India —strange what a fuss people made over a child already half-dead from heat and ■lmproper feeding ... a nuisance to itself and to every one else! And the woman who would tease for jade when he had brought her amethysts ! And now, Just recently, this persistent, obviously, dull-minded individual with his itching curiosity about things that didn't concern him and his exasperating, infuriating little personal habits—that way of clearing his throat, of rattling his newspaper, of squeaking his shoes in two-four rhythm and then suddenly breaking it off, holding the foot in suspense, starting in again in a different meter. Well—all neatly disposed of— Without undue trouble or excitement. At least none that touched Jlim. After all, how silly to put too great a value on human life! Molecules all—but for the sake of those *vho went on living, the more annoying molecules should be eliminated. Surely that was the highest sanity. Sanity—as the word crossed his mind, the man again moved restlessly. Then through the open window came a breath of the sea and he relaxed and smiled w r ith complete, tranquil pleasure. A lovely part of the country this—Long Island—rand the holiday week-end offered a pleasant interlude as a guest in a comfortable, almost luxurious home, with charming host find hostess. The water . . , the garden . , . the refreshingly cool nights. • Why bother about the past? The present promised delightfully. Life could be decidedly agreeable—and this was pne of its most agreeable phases. * u n CHAPTER ONE *T TELLO, Tommy! I’m so glad Xilyou got home before any of the company came!” Linda Averill, piling out with myriad bundles from the little rpadster, found her husband acting as butler at the open door of their recently acquired Long Island home. Beyond him, even as they kissed, she caught a glimpse of cool, open, shadowed hallway, a flower-laden table in the center of the room beyond, and through doors opposite, a blue-green vista of shore and Sound. It was a lovely place, this White Haven, and the nicest husband went With it—! The nicest husband—looking extremely handsome in his rather debonair sporting clothes was gathering up the bundles that still remained In the little blue car. ‘‘Wherever did you get all this truck—!” he grumbled. ‘‘Thought you said this morning you were all ready for the gang to arrive?” * ‘‘Oh —people do forget things. Cook and Nanna—and I do myself.” ‘‘And anyhow, it’s a nice day and a run over to Port—”

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‘Exactly. Carry this in, too, that's a dear. Careful! It’s shrimps! How long’ve you been here?” ‘‘Half an hour or so. Came on the 3:11 and walked up. Decided I'd better be here before any onearrived. You always have half a dozen things to tell me to remember not to forget.” He grinned wickedly. ‘‘Pig! Well—this time there are a few.” ‘‘Shoot!” f She had pulled off her driving gloves, looking ridiculously little beside his heavy leather ones on the hall bench. A crushed red turban was slammed down besi<Je them and her brown, capable* little fingers ran wildly through short, curly, heatmatted hair. ‘‘Whew! It’s hot when you’re not in motion! Come out on the front lawn—there’s time. We’re in for a

THEYTSU MEJU

Opportunity Knocks “TXTHO’S that knocking at my VV door? Who’s that knocking at my door?” cried the old doctor. It’s opportunity. Rarely does it fall to a poor, hard-working newspaper man to get rich quick, but this is it, and with the benevolent and charitable attitude which has characterized the old doctor in the past, he gives his idea to the thousands (pardonable boast! of panting, expectant Hoosiers. Here it is, fresh from the old thinktank. A week or so ago President Hoover, in his Madison Square address, said that if Roosevelt was elected, "the grass would grow In the streets of 100 cities." Roosevelt is elected in the belief that, in spite of his many errors in prognosticating, Hoover may have been right for once, the conductor of this column is preparing to incorporate the ‘TOO Cities Grass Mowing Corporation of America.” Like a flash out of a hectic night comes this inspiration. Filing the incorporation papers would give employment to some attorney. The plan of this corporation is, first of all, to elect 100 cities where it is probable that grass might be growing in the cities. That vould give employment to city seekers. u a Then, of course, this really should come first, sell stock. If Insull could get away with selling millions of dollars of stock in utilities, why won't the public buy shares in this corporation, founded on a novel idea. And after the stock is sold, which will give unemployed stock and bond salesmen over the country a chance to make some commissions, orders will be placed for lawn mowers. This in turn will put many of the mower factories to work and .soon we will see smoke pouring -from chimneys and soot on the clothes of inhabitants of the cities where these factories are located. Men must be hired to push the lawn mowers, others to follow and pick up the grass, and still others to cart it away. All of which means additional employment. B B B There also must be experts at the art of sharpening the blades of the mowers. And, after all, what is sweeter than the rasping sound of the file drawn across the blades of a mower? Doesn’t it just set your teeth on edge?

f regular Fourth of July spell, I guess. | Why, there’s the boat!” “Hennessey ran her up to the anchor an hour ago.” Averill’s voice showed his pride in the trim ■ little cabin-cruiser dancing in the small bay before the house. “Glad he rushed the job through I imagine we’ll keep her humming 1 most of the week-end.” “Well—things have changed a bit.” Dropping easily as a child to the soft grass, Linda pulled gently at the ears of an infirm old terrier which had come trotting up to join them as soon as they appeared on the terraced lawn. The old dog puffed heavily after the exertion of the short, waddling run. “Tom,” Linda broke off suddenly, “poor old Bunty’s getting blinder

And, last but not least, the conductor of this column will be president and general manager of the corporation, which means that he will have an office filled with heavy mahogany furniture and blonds, thus giving employment to the furniture and blond industries, and he won’t have to turn out this column any longer. Which will be a break for every one. That’s the road to prosperity, and Mr. Hoover deserves the thanks of every one for pointing it out. B B B But, seriously speaking, many years ago, when men wore whiskers and women bustles, a loud, vibrant musical voice was declaiming from platforms over the nation in such a campaign which closed Tuesday: “Burn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic. But destroy our farms and the grass will grow in the streets of every city in the country.” It was William Jennings Bryan, my children, the long-haired uncommon commoner, who said that. So President Hoover even can't get the credit for this idea. It’s tough enough to lose the presidency, but it is worse to lose the proud privilege of being an author of a resounding phrase.

TTTSnDK A tW BY BRUCE CA3TON

'T'HE late Ivar Kreuger seems to have combined in one person all the outstanding features of Ponzi and Rockefeller. He was half business genius and half outright swindler; and a world which still is rubbing the bruise which he created when he landed is entitled to a little human curiosity about his personality and his career. William H. Stoneman, foreign correspondent for an American newspaper, believes that curiosity in “The Life and Death of Ivar Kreuger,” which is as gaudy a tale of frenzied finance as you are apt to find anywhere. Kreuger, he declares, came to grief chiefly because he simply carried to extremes certain methods and tricks which are more or less common practice everywhere in high finance. To be sure, he was a forger and a falsifier and a trickster; but he would have crashed even if he had been honest, because he got himself so over-extended in a tangle of holding companies and inflated stock values that the world deflation left him ’way out on a limb. He began as a building contractor, and formed his first match trust just before the war. He was an extremely able industrialist; he came within a hair’s breadth of winning the world monopoly he dreamed of, and much of his wide reputation for business acumen was entirely justified. But he never knew where to stop, and when he had pyramided too high he had no recourse but that of the defaulting accountant. This interesting biography is printed by Bobbs-MerriU and costs $2.75.

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and deafer and wheezier every day.” Yes. We must do something . . . wait until the end of the summer, though.” B b a THE old dog flopped over by Linda's knees in the outstretched abandon of utter comfort. Hearing her name mentioned, she wagged her absurd tail lazily. The two human beings, feeling the treachery of their thoughts, petted her with sudden guilty tenderness. ‘‘l never thought I could bear to have an asthmatic old dog around me,” said Linda sadly, “and now I can’t bear the idea of putting her away.” ’’Well—the summer may make a difference,” her husband offered vaguely. Then, remembering the trend of the conversation, he seized upon it to leave the unwelcome subject.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

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—I couldn’t make out the cause. I think they were attacked from their rear, for they peppered at that bluff behind them. Wonder what it meant?” The tree bough rustled slightly and a lithe, brown body d,’* ?P*d among the astonished group.

“ You said things had changed. Any one back out?” “Someone backed in. You remember Cousin Amos Peabody. That distant relative person from Boston? Due to arrive any moment . . . driving out from town.” He whistled silently. “Whee-eew! That does complicate things! With all these strange men on your hands. Not that, as I recall him. Cousin Amos isn’t strange enough. Binks, my child, why did you make it such a field day for unknowns?” “Thought we might as well get all these visits off our list. After all, you started it with those two unknowns—that European perfume man and your office manager from the middlewest plant. I must learn their names before they come!” Linda was sometimes secretly amused by the enthusiasm with

which her husband fulfilled his social as well as business duties as sales manager of a flourishing "beauty concern,” but she knew that the importance in its line was due almost as much to his wholesouled interest as to the dynamic personality of the amazing little woman whom the public knew as “Valeska.” Valeska (in unofficial moments she answered to a name of less exotic character) had seized with characteristic acumen upon the Averills’ recent inheritance of a lovely Long Island place to make It an asset of her own business. Nothing loath to earn the substantial assistance of her liberal allowance for entertainment, the young couple had become accustomed to frequent visits from home and foreign celebrities, pros-

—By Ahern

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Amazed they regarded the man standing with the firelight playing upon his superb muscles. “Who the devil are YOU?” snapped the Colonel. “Tarzan of the Apes!” replied the newcomer. "Otherwise Lord Qreyijtroke!" cried a major, extending his hand.

pective business associates, and important clients. a a a % “ r Y"'HE ‘perfume man’ is a Bel- -*• gian,” instructed Tom solemnly. “Not French, remember —he's touchy about that. De Vos is his name. Very gracious and charming . . . quite the Continental, but a big fellow . . . six-foot he-man. His uncle’s one of the outstanding European perfume overlords. Valeska and he have been negotiating over the exclusive American rights to some very toney perfumes. This nephew will probably close the deal before he goes back. “Statlander’s the middlewesterner —Valeska brought him on to talk about some trouble in the plant. I’m afraid he won’t be thrilled with the Belgian (though that wouldn’t occur to Valeska), because he con-

OUT OUR WAY

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siders the home-made creams and lotions the backbone of the business, and has no patience with foreign stuff. I don't know him at all, but I understand he’s very self-important, so don't get his name wrong, for heaven's sake!” “Statlander—Statlander member. Well, to answer your question and account for the other two, after we were all set with your men over the Fourth I heard that Ella Mondell didn't know what to do with that Irish writer person who’s speaking at the poetry meeting this afternoon on the promise of a Long Island week-end.” “That was his topic?” interrupted her husband idly. (To Be Continued)

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

“How are you. Major Preswick?” acknowledged Tarzan. “Didn’t recognize you at first,’’ laughed the major. “Saw you last in London, in evening dress. SOME difference, you’ll admit!” Tarzan half smiled add turned toward the Colonel.

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