Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 43, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 June 1933 — Page 25

JUNE 30, 1933

JpRIOE V KATHARINE HAVILAND TAYLOH Nt* atttv.ct, me..

BEGIN HERE TODAY BARRETT COLVIN, back in firm York tft*r years .-broad, falls in love with 20-yeer-old- ELINOR STAFFORD Barrett la 35 veaithy, and Jta* made a n V?S. ,or himself ns an archeologist. LIJJA BTAFFORD, E inor's beautiful mother, has kept the g,rl In the backI round, wanting attention for herself ‘h? > carrying on a flirtation with vANCE CAREER and constantly sehem'°_'jcep in the good graces of rich MISS ELLE SEXTON her husband * aunt, in order to inherit a share of the Heston fortune. Year* before Barrett shielded his half-sister, MARCIA, when a youthful romance ended disastrously. Marcia ... 1 son *hom Barrett adopted. Bhe tells Barrett that if her husband ever learns of the affair he will never for*ive her Elinor s mother goes to Miami for three weeks. When she returns she deliberately tries to break up the romanc between Barrett and Elinor and succeeds. The girl Is heart-broken because she does not hear from him .®?J r ett and Elinor mert unexpectedly at Mu* Ella Bextoti's Ke offers Lida * cißtret and she refuses declaring * .u ni,t smoke. Rebellious at her mother s hvpocricy, Elinor taker, a clgaret. thereby offending her aunt who once more decides to revise her will. A lew day* later Miss Ella dies The funeral is held and the relatives assembled to hear the will. NOW GO ON WITH THE! STORY CHAPTER seventeen TEE lawyer's voice droned on. “To my niece and nephew, Elizabeth and James Thrope,” he read, "$100.” ~ Lida leaned forward to smile and nod at Bessie, who sagged back limply, looking like a pudding long boiled in a bag. "To my nephew, Bentwell Stafford, $100” It couldn't be true! Then Lida thought, “Aunt Ella’s left the money to me. Or to Elinor.” The lawyer went on reading. Ten dollars to each of them. Ten dollars! The same sum for each of the three Thrope boys. Bessie was crying almost uncontrollably, Lida saw. Jim had slipped an arm around her. His face w r as working strangely. Bentwell sat stolid. Elinor’s eyes were closed. Lida, strained and leaning forward, heard the lawyer continue, “And I, Ella Gaines Sexton, do name as sole legatee to the remainder of my fortune Barrett Holderness Colvin, who has never disappointed my faith in him and thus merits my trust. “And if his conscience for some reason that I do not foresee makes him refuse this gift the amount entire shall then go to the purpose of suppressing in the United States such art as is made pernicious by featuring the undraped female figure—” The group moved rather blindly, stupidly. Miss Smythe, triumphant, inclined her head to Elinor. LIDA pushed roughly toward Barrel t Colvin. She was breathing hard. “I—l quite understand your devotion to my aunt now!” she said. “And why you paid my daughter such attentions only to turn from her suddenly—why you offered her a cigaret in this house, knowing how you could influence my aunt. “You deliberately tried to give her the impression that there was something about my daughter you didn't approve. Well, I congratulate you on your success in robbing her!” "Lida, please—!” Bentwell petitioned hoarsely. Barrett was staring down at her, wonder and sudden understanding blended in his unhappy eyes. Lord, how they all must hate him! He turned to look for Elinor. She was beside him. whiter than usual. She said gently, “I’m sorry my mother feels as she seems to. I suppose—we’re all upset. I know you didn’t scheme and—Aunt Ella had every right to leave her money where she pleased.” Then, turning, she was gone. Lida was approaching hysterics. “I shall take this to every court in the land!” she threatened, voice shrill and rising. “Every one here knows I stayed with Bentwell only because that old hag hated divorce so. Bentwell’s a sot! He made my life-—” “Silence!” boomed the law r yer. “Silence, please, Mrs. Stafford,”

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said Miss Smythe crisply.. So many years she had been ground down by Mrs. Stafford and all that time she had known how Mrs. Stafford cheated Miss Ella, of whom Miss Smythe was fond. She had looked forward to this moment with the keenest pleasure, but now she could not forget the way EM nor had smiled at her and said, “I’m glad, Miss Smythe, that Aunt Ella remembered you so well. You deserved it more than any one else.” 0 0 0 ARRETT went home and paced -■-* the living room. He ran nervous hands through his hair, across his brow. Twenty millions of dollars or more—his from the old lady—and the Thropes close to starving. He still could hear Bessie sobbing. And unless he took it the money would go to that absurd cause—a vicious cause! How could that child be different than she was with that woman for a mother and a drunkard father? Lord—if he could only forget Bessie Thorpe s sobs! And for some way in which he could make it up to thefh all! Elinor Stafford had looked pitiably white at the buria] grounw. He had thought for a moment that she was going to faint, and had forgotten his anger to think only of her need for a steadier arm than her father could offer her. She had been decent more than decent to speak to him as she had. Barrett wished he could stop seeing Elinor as she stood., looking at the yawning grave. She had stared at it as a frightened child would. Watching her. he had longed to pick her up, hold her close and comfort her. “Lord, I can’t do it!” he said, halfgroaning. He was thinking of taking the fortune that had been left him, a fortune he could never feel to be his. He must give it back to them in some way. But how? How? Elinor had given him one glance filled with reproach. Why had she looked at him thus, he wondered. Why couldn’t he stop thinking about her? 000 TN a Park avenue apartment Lida was screaming. “You—you! You did it!” She w'as pointing at Elinor. Bentw’ell was drinking from a glass that trembled in his hand. Elinor looked from one to the other. She began to laugh a little, and then she began to cry. Bessie Thrope sobbed convulsively, going back to Brooklyn. Jim Thrope, small, under-weight, prematurely gray, kept her arm pressed against his side. “Never mind,” he said as they waited in the subway for their train. "We’ll manage!” Bessie’s fat, sagged face had been swollen by the tears she had shed and it was convulsed by tears that were yet to be shed. “I—l never counted on much,” she confided, and again she sobbed, “but I never thought it would be this way, Jim!” “Neither did I,” he answered drearily. The train shot into the station. Humans poured from it. She slipped her hand into Jim’s. She managed to w’hisper, “Anyway, we have the boys—and each other!” He nodded, eyes misted. 000 SHE never had seen the shabbiness of the Brooklyn home more clearly than she did a little later when they arrived there. The linoleum on the floor of the small, dark entry had been worn through. The edge by the sill was warped, broken, curling. Aunt Ella hadn’t understood that. She had not been able to realize that boys couldn’t help tumbling about occasionally, wearing things out. You couldn’t nag them all the time and have a home! (To Be Continued)

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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WASHINGTON TUBBS II

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SALESMAN SAM

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BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

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TARZAN THE UNTAMED

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"For three months after the Red War began, I was part of the time in Wilhelmstal, Red Headquarters; the rest of it, within the British lines. I deserved my title as a clever spy for never once did the Reds suspect that my real allegiance was with England. Much of all that happened after that, Roger, you know, or have heard from Tarzans own lips.

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

“It was when this strange ape-mans path crossed mine, seeing me in conference with the Red staff, that he believed me their spy. When, later, he discovered me, disguised as an officer, inside th<> British lines, who can blame him for hounding my trail? Before my eyes, he throttled Karzenofl, my vile superior, who had wantonly ravaged his home.

—By Ahern

OUT OUR WAY

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"I tried. God forgive me. to kiil the beast man, to save my needed passport and hide from him ray real identity. Strange, who he is! The Reds claim he is an English lord, but none of them :an solve the mysteries of his goings or comings. And we now shall never know; for here we are, my dear, thanks to the tangled web of luck and here, we are doomed to pert atL’ %■

—Rv Rice Bum -’ha

After she ended her story, the girl remained thoughtfully silent. The dreaded night wore on, the third since their wrecked plane fell. Food, water, and firewood were almost exhausted. A red moon lighted the desolate landscape where man and girl, their mutual love sustaining them, awaited the end. Suddenly she touched him on the arm. she whispered.

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