Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 269, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 March 1933 — Page 11

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BrfilN HI RF TODAY ’ When JANET Hlt.L >rr.* tht ROLE CARLYLE tin* be<>n Hrriking ir.pnt* with h*r to mopt BETTY KENDALL, society Kiri, she tell* him their lnrr!*e 1* off .Tsret i* 23 prottv and wcrotary to BRUCE HAMILTON. advertising manager of Every Home Magazine. She atlll lovei Rolf, who la handaome and attractive In *pu>* of being lrrej.ponj.lble and extravagant. Janct trlea to forge* him. b'li mi creed* only In being rjl: •'•r*b> and lone.-.. She meets JEFF GRANT, young engineer who has moved to the rooming house yrhere she lives Then 01. e night Janet f.nds a little girl crying or. the *reet The little girl U ROSIE SILVA NT. who has been trvtng to eel! card*, and lost her money. Jane* s'arts to taite her home A holdup man g: aba Janet’s purse, but Jeff Grant appears and the man runs, Jeff tnk Jane* and Roie to the HUM girl’s home Thev And the family almost de'tjufe send them food and clothing and later find a Job for PAT BILVANI, the father , , , . Jane' and Jeff herome close friend* He asks her to help him select, a gift for a girl and they buy a purse Later at lnnrh Janet looks at a newspaper end see* in headlines that Rolf has cloned with Betty Kendall. Janet tells Jeff about, her broken engatrament with Rolf and that vbe never " 1 1 rare for anvor.e else Later he gives the nurse wh:ch he had bought as a h,.'hdav preser* for Janet to a ster.og-rgn'-ee pomREP nsLAHAN NOW GO ON WITH TIH STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO fContinued) '’Do you likr* cats?” she countered. “They’re all right,” he nodded. “Except, as you say. when they bite and scratch. Or serenade when you want to sleep. 'Yes, cats are all right. Some people, though, hate ’em. Have a sort of obsession about ’em. Afraid of ’em! Won’t go near ’em! You’ve never felt like that?” Janet said no, she never had felt fib that. For the rest of the day Mr. Hamilton made no more astounding remarks. The conversation In that office was, as it always had been, concerned with the regular routine of duties. Whatever the reason may have been for Mr. Hamilton to wonder Rbout Janet’s age and whether or not she liked Persian cats, he did not disclose it. The next day, Friday, and Saturday morning passed uneventfully. Janet shopped with Pauline Saturday afternoon, went to dinner at anew tearoom and then ivent home to press a dress and write Borne letters. She had just finished the dress and was putting the iron away when there was a knock at the door. Janet called out, “Who is it?” and went to the door to open it. Jeff Grant stood before her. “I was wondering,” he said, “if you’d like to go for a drive out in the country tomorrow? We could pick up Tommy and Rosie and take them long. We can have a lunch packed at the delicatessen on the corner—” “Why, I’d love it!” Janet told him eagerly. "It's been—l don’t know how long since I’ve been in the country. We can make it a real picnic!” “Sure. Would 10:30 be too eaufly to start? Have to stop for the kids, you know. There’s a place out east of town I’d like to show you. Dogwood’s in bloom now and It’s a pretty sight.” Janet promised to be ready at 10:30 and when Jeff rapped at the door next morning she was waiting for him, wearing a crimson sweater over her blue skirt and a crimson beret pulled down over her head. Jeff laughed. “In that outfit you don’t look much older than Rosie,” he told her. a a a IT was so unusual to hear compliments from him that the color came in her cheeks. “I don't feel much older,” she admitted laughing. “Did you ever see a more wonderful morning. It was a wonderful morning. The clear, yellow sunshine made up in brilliance what it lacked in warmth. The air was crisp and fresh. “As though it had been washed,” Janet said. The bright sunlight made the little patch of grass before the rooming house a brilliant emerald and the trees beside the walk fiaunted their small, fresh leaves bravely. Janet and Rolf climbed into the roadster and drove to the delicatessen shop. The lunch already had been ordered, but to it they* added marshmallows to be toasted on long sticks and lollypops bemuse they were Rosie’s favorite candy and dill pickles because Janet exclaimed in favor of them. They drove on to the Silvanis* home and half an hour later were off again, Janet and Jeff frankly as delighted with the prospects of the picnic as were the children, though they managed to be less boisterous about it. It was a day Janet never forgot. She was to think of it over and over in months to come. The sight of the rolling fields, the dogwood trees loaded with blossoms, the odor of fruit trees, the sparkle of sunlight on the little brook they passed, the violets Tommy gathered into a bouquet for her, the smell of the campfire seemed to perform KWne magic. The songs of the birds, the children's laughter and the rush of the breeze against her face were part of that magic. “Here out of doors," something seemed to say to Janet, “there is peace and comfort. Here with no roof except the blue sky there is quiet and rest. Hearts do not break here ” So Janet went back to the office Monday morning rested and in a braver state of mind than she had known for weeks. She said "Good morning” to Mr. Hamilton when he entered and smiled. His letters already had bfeen laid in a neat pile on his desk. She was frowning slightly, slipping a fresh sheet of paper into the carrier of her typewriter when Hamilton spoke. He said, “Janet —l've some news for you.” The girl looked up, startled. He never had called her Janet before. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE MR. HAMILTON went on without waiting for a reply. He did not seem to notice that he had called Janet by her first name. NTm leaving the magazine.” he said. “It's all happened rather suddenly—” •‘Why, Mr. Hamilton!”

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I The man smiled “Surprise you? Well, it's still something of a surprise to me, too. I'm going with Coiman’s group. It's—well, frankly, quite a promotion. More money and I’ll have a chance to try some •things we couldn't do here. Chambers has been very decent about it—very considerate. I'm going to Philadelphia. Leaving in just a few days. There are some things I'll have to attend to first.” There was real regret in Janet’s voice. She said, “Oh, but I’m sorry, Mr. Hamilton! I mean—of course it’s fine for you, but we’ll miss you so. The office won’t be the same without you!” Hamilton’s smile was almost boyish. “No? Well, that'll be a good thing. I guess I've been a pretty hard taskmaster. Cross and irritable—!” “Oh, but you haven’t! Why, you haven’t at all!” Hamilton nodded. “I have,” he said, “—but I really didn’t mean to be. You’ve spoiled me, Janet. Completely spoiled me. Night after night you’ve stayed here after your day’s work was supposed to be through. “You do more work than any secretary I've ever had and you know how to go ahead without asking questions. Maybe you didn’t think I’ve noticed how much overtime you’ve been putting in the last few months, but I have!” “But I didn't mind," Janet assured him. “I know you didn't. That's just the point! You’ve let me impose upon you. Never complained! "If you'd only reminded me that you were supposed to stop at 5 o’clock, I’d have let you go then.” tt tt a JANET was embarrassed. She said, “But I don't see what the magazine will do without you, Mr. Hamilton! Who's going to do your work? Who'll take charge of the advertising department?” “Hasn’t all been settled,” Hamilton told her, frowning slightly. “I was coming to that. You see, this offer from Coiman’s came quite unexpectedly. I haven’t talked to anyone about it except Chambers. He’s arranging for me to get away immediately and for a time they’ll carry on without naming anew advertising manager.” “Oh!” It didn’t answer Janet’s problems. She was wondering how all this was going to, affect her. Affect her, it assuredly would. How would she get along with her new employer? A stranger, most likely. Hamilton had been demanding, but he also had his good points. He was speaking again. “There’s something else,” he said, and hesitated. “I don't like to say this, but when my job is ended here, I’m afraid yours will be, too.” She didn’t speak, but her eyes widened and she made a quick little gesture with her hand. “It’s not that your work hasn’t been appreciated!” Hamilton went on quickly. "I assure you that it has. I’ve told Chambers you're unusually capable. He knows that, anyhow. “It's just that things haven’t been going so well with the magazine. It’s going to pull out all right. I’m sure of it! But for the next year there’s no question but that expenses must be reduced. That’s why no one is to be named to take my place. “Dawson and Hartley will take over the duties. Share them somehow. I’m not sure myself the plan will work, but at least they’ll make a stab at it. If it fails they’ll try something else. “But whatever happens the office staff is to be reduced. They’ll have to make other cuts, too ” “You’re trying to tell me,” Janet said slowly, “that I won’t have a job?” Hamilton nodded, “To put It bluntly—yes.” Janet glanced down at the typewriter keys before her. She had used them for over two years. She had sat at this desk, spent the greater part of each day, six days a week, in this plain box-like room with its plaster walls covered with maps and charts, its carpetless floor, its filing cases and rickety bookcase. It. had sepmed to Janet that, though the rest of her world might rock, tiffs part—the part surrounded by these four office walls—was secure. She had never dreamed that this could happen. Discharged! That was the word for it! HER eyes raised. Hamilton was watching her. He said kindly, "I’ve been thinking about you. I don’t like to go away and leave you looking for work. Jobs are hard to find these days ” "I’ll find something,” Janet assured him. Her voice was flat. ''You'll give me a recommendation! I suppose?” "Gladly! But I think I can do a little better than that. I’ve been looking around, thinking, trying to find a position that would suit you. One where you could be as useful as you have been here and where the work would be congenial. I think I’ve found it.” She was listening eagerly, but she did not interrupt. Mr. Hamilton didn’t like to be interrupted when there was something he wanted to say. “It’s not quite the same kind of work you've been doing,” he went on, “but I think you could handle it splendidly. It's with my sister. She’s a widow and since her daughter’s marriage she’s been living alone—except for servants, of course. “I don't think it’s good for her. She’s not in the best of health, though she's not in any sense an invalid, either. "What she needs is a social secretary who can help her with the duties every woman who takes part in social and philanthropic activities has to deal with, and at the same time be a sort of companion. “It means work—lots of it! It's amazing the time these women spend on their clubs and their committee meetings. Maybe they’re not very efficient about it. I don’t know. I do know my sister needs someone to help her and I think you’re well suited for the position.” (To Be Continued)

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