Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 277, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 March 1933 — Page 23

MARCH 30, 1033

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HI (.IN HI 1(1 TOI* X V Wr. .TA.--- Hli I . r ROl.fi CAPI.Yi.K I, • K < : Mi: . hrr to Hi 1\ Y KEN DA LI a : ... 1.. .-. oil J ■i 23, oretty and u ■ I ■ i • . I'.; ■ K HAM I! iON rtv?i •, - 1. : li ■ M ’ iv.e ' • lo I *. Hoi son* < ‘ tors'rt 1 : IT Oil AN" a ■ rs;< r;■ irM - from a ho.au;> ti n .e t t . ,and fix anS JcfT been: !r.e V, rr In newf.pao<r : t : . e ... * r.-'v k. t. .• .!• T a .' :t E r blokm iT.tttffflt:.’. *• • us ;.<--.er tare lor anvo; •> *■ e |. ■- -,,n > r ♦. e c.nr- and be- < Is lob > . ••:. <"/■ ■'■ < net K tii .. • • er Jan-' f't . ' id a' ' ■:> ; ' t' f ; b;, a-. 1 1 and B' Of M::'V r- V (: m iil.rd.i; )'• - ' ; .!• ; ■ .7 r •. ' • - • rr.r '• r i • co’.ni'- a:/’ * rr.fr • :. * o ; :ci.* to f-• sou (.o ns unri tiii. ntorv CHAPTI R THIRTY 'Cohn:.^d •*Yo . m tnrivd iL” Ui r n; urrd' hrr. "And now there':, i-onwhing else I want you to do for me.” Janet waited. "I want you to find an apartmfor my dnuyh'rr and her hu:-.-band,” Mrs. Curtis raid. •"riiry’ll tie coming homo before no very long. Oh, not for - :i time yet, but it isn't too soon to start looking for a place:! It,':, to he my wedding present, you I want it furnirhed and all ready lor them when they get here” "What kind of an apartment?” "Oh. a .small one,” Ur . Curtins ured her, "but of course i’ must be attractive. Not more than five or six rooms. And I v.ant the room to be large and sunny. I'd e something not too far from thi neighborhood, in one of the newer buildinm.” And so it happened that to Janet fell the fit k she least of all in the world desired. When she asked for more definite information about the young couple's return Mrs. Curti. van vague. "Not for several weeks,” she asmired the girl. "Betty wan'., to spend some time in New York after they leave (he Springs. 1 really don't expect, ihcm before the middle of next monfn." There were times when Janet was strongly tempted to quit her job. She couldn't, do this! It was more than any one had a right to expect from her! But practical common sense argued otherwise. j ood she needed the money. To quit now, with nothing else in sight, would be ridiculous. The sensible thing was to keep on working, to look for another job, and when she had found one. take it. She was .sorry for Mrs. Curtis who wasn’t well and had been kind to her. No, she couldn’t leave now when her employer needed her most of all. So Janet searched for an apartment. And as she surveyed bare living rooms and inspected clothes closets and compared green bathrooms with peach colored ones and looked at fire places and kitchens and discussed terms of lease. Janet thought of the girl and the bey who were to share that, apartment. If she winked back tears now and then, if she spent nights tossing sleeplessly, no one knew of it but Janet. tt tt tt TV required several days of searching before she found the apartment. An absolute jewel of a home, at an atrocious rent. Mrs. Curtis heard the figures without the slightest protest, nodded and asked when the landlord could have the lease ready. Janet consulted the landlord and returned with the papers. Two decorators from the most expensive shop in Lancaster were summoned, and. after Janet had shown them the apartment they held long sessions with Mrs. Curtis. The rooms were splendid, the decorators agreed, but needed numerous changes. Something in the new dark wall paper for the living room. Lighting fixtures of more modernistic design. Book cases built across a certain wall space. And, of course, rugs and furniture and draperies and linens and silver. The apartment was to be absolutely complete. "And it will be beautiful!" Miss Dursham, the feminine decorator, said gushingly. "Your daughter will love it. Mrs. Curtis. For its size there will lie nothing in tlie city that, is more charming. Oh. ves 1 know your daughter will love it!” Janet thought so, too. She didn't see how any one could help but admire the large sunny rooms overlooking the park. Janet wasn't sure about all the improvements Miss Dursham advocated so glowingly. but no doubt Rolf and Betty would like them. They were smart. The last word in style. Oh, yes, of course Roll and Betty would like them! There were times, though, when Janet, knew rebellion. She rebelled at the thought of the money being lavished on the new home. "Why,” she asked herself, "do the people who already have everything get so much more?" Everything? What more could any girl want than Rolf Carlyle's love? Betty had that. She had Rolf. What did oriental rugs and imported draperies and chrcmium and black coffee tables count for? In such moods she would catch np Iter hat, plead an errand and escape from the house. Most of the errands were authentic enough. Between the apartment, the decorating shop and the other tasks that came her wav her davs were full. The apartment was less than a dozen blocks away and Janet preferred to walk rather than use the car. She came in one afternoon bringing samples of draperies for Mrs. Curtis to consider. She was already in the living room before she knew any one was there. Janet stopped then and said, "Oh. excuse me!” Facing her. at the opposite side of the room, stood Rolf Carlyle and his wife Betty.

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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE TT v Betty who spoke. She s ;d. "Oh, you're my mother's r-t ary. I suppose! I'm Mrs. Cariv> and this is my husband. You'll find my mother upstairs.” fturned, as though dismissing a servant, ar.d sat down on the davenport. Janet said. "How do you do," and then, "Thank you,” in a voice was not quite so uncontrolled a. / seemed to her. Then she was gone, but there had b f, n time for her to note the puzzled surpr. e on Rolf's face and ‘hen see it disappear almost immediately. E>" y was saying as Janet left them, "But of course it's the best way. Everything's all settled! Hand m* 1 a cigaret. darling.” Blindly, seeking only one thing in the world—escape—Janet ran up the . tairs. She reached the top of the flight, turned toward her room, and then Mrs. Curtis’ V(,.c- stopped her!” "Oh, Janet!” Mr. Curt:: came hurrying down t'ni- hall. “They're here!” she ex-d-iimed. "Betty and her husband. The y didn't go to New York after all. Oh, I'm so excited!” Her face was flushed and she vas beaming. Janet thought of v. i. ' Dr Roberts had said. "No i■: ment. ' But what could she I do? R vac happiness that made Mrs. Cur > radiant. Better for her to have been prepared for the lions -confine, but it was too late to do anything about that now. "Ye . I say them,” Janet told her. in ir..ng room. Miss Dursham f ii' drapery samples and I ! v.a.; looking lor you.” "Put th< m in my room.” Airs. Curtis said. T can’t look at them now. And, Janet, don't say anything .about, (ho apartment, please! I'm | going to tell them about it this eve--1 un.::. I want it to be a complete | surprise!” "Mrs. Curftis, aren’t you going to have your afternoon rest? Don't you think you'd better?” "Rest? With so much to think about, so much to do? Oh, 1 couldn't! I've already spoken to Bertha about, the dinner. She's getting Betty's room ready now. And I want you to telephone Miss i Dursham that everything will have ito be rushed! Teii her to call me m the morning.” a tt it JANET a: reed and went on down the hall to her room. Miss Dursham could wait. She closed j the door behind her and sank into the big chair where many another stormy battle had been waged. She had to decide what to do now. Janet felt caught. She had assured herself it would be so easy to slip away before Rolf and I this girl he had married returned. But Rolf was in this house now. j Downstairs. She saw again that lock of surprise on his face as she ; entered the living room. How | quickly, how easily lie had veiled it! All at, once Janet’s head dropped | to her arm and her shoulders shook with sobs. What was the use of pretending? Rolf was still the man .•he loved and lie always would be. 1 The hot tears smarted on her cheeks, she wiped them away but there were more tears. oil. Rolf!” her heart cried out, | "Oh. Rolf!” And so, she arose several minutes later with nothing settled. She would have lo go away. But when? ; What was she to tell Mrs. Curtis? Janet didn't, settle any of these questions. She bathed her eyes with j cold water and used powder and j seme rouge to cover the pallor of ! her checks. Then she went downstairs to the little room back of the library and j telephoned to Miss Dursham. She didn’t sec Rolf or Betty cither again that evening. Janet’* dinner was served in her room. She asked Lucy to bring the evening newspaper and read down the ! column headed, "Help Wanted— Female.” There was nothing very prom isj ing. "Girl for general and care i of children,” the first advertisej ment read. And then. “Girl for 'general housework;” "Housekeeper, part time;" "Housework, general, expert meed; ” "Piano accompanist tor singer. There was one advertisement that read. "Salesladies : and canvassers. Must have $lO ' cash bond.” tt tt a 1 But- there was not a single request for an experienced secretary. There , v °re no advertisements calling for office workers of any sort. Janet wasn't a piano accompanist nor a saleslady nor a canvasser. She couldn't even show a reference for general housework and most of the advertisements called for references. "Maybe there’ll be something tomorrow morning.” she thought hopefully and put the newspaper aside. There were no advertisements for i secretaries or stenographers or tvp--1 ists m the morning paper. “Help Wanted Female” read much as it had the night before. Janet decided to call at an employment agency the next time she was down town. But she didn't. For two days she scarcely left the house. Betty’s arrival catapulted the household into i new schedules and new activity. Janet scarcely had a word with Airs. Curtis in private. There were telephones ringing and visitors dropping in and Mrs. Curtis and Betty driving off for 'luncheons and teas. There were m- \ Rations to be issued for the dinner Mrs. Curtis was to give her daughter and her son-in-law. There were notes to be answered and notes to be written and engagements to be canceled and engagements to be made. For a week or until the new apartment would be ready. Betty and Rolf were to remain with Mrs. Curtis. Aside from the exi tra work Janet was surprised to find how little this changed her own routine. i (To Be Continued!

OUR HOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

Pouts FIND NO TRACE OP EASY > sir, MEFF&RMINP. 1 /^C OAINC& DUCKY AND bIASU ARE IN JAIL, EACH CHARGED WITH ROBBING THE TREASURY. ® IS THE FIRST TO BE QUESTIONED. -

SALESMAN SAM

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BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

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