Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 101, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 September 1933 — Page 13

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RFfilN hire: today EVE BAYLEfcS prvt'T asUt*nt to KARLE BAPNES idrertlllni jnnßr of B:*by s df-par’ment *?or* marries hick Rader a c i utruction *up*nr.tendent temporaniv woritlr.i :n Lake Cm Dirk ii" Ere to are up orkIne but *he ref ines SAM HOLERIDOE. an advertUln* man etnpiored hv another store, beeome ir.fa't;fed th AKi.ENF SMITH. Steroerapher • B xbv'i but she lanrlea lr. lor aith OEOROE BUSS Jitrdfome THERON REECE ha been forc:n . :r.e attentions or. Eve t'nkr.nan to Lnck. Eve bas been p.avliiK tr.e - ock market on ntor.ev oor- ■ roaeel from r.-r mother, MONA ALLEN copy ri*rr. and. Eve jnd tries to make trouble f r ;,*r Wren an error. ros'ir.B -r.e store 12.r>00 appear* In an advertisement Mona : really responsible. bit the blame fails on Eve. NOW C.O ON WITH IKE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN SATURDAY evening Dick took Eve to dinner at a popular restaurant known as the Old Plantation. The atmosphere was that of the hospitable old south. Pretty mulatto girls, wearing bandanas and checked gingham dresses, served Maryland fried chicken and corn fritters. Later they were joined by a group of Dick's business friends and she enjoyed the evening so much she was almost able to forget that Bixbv's had last S2OOO through b mistake in her department. The next day she and Dick went for a long ride in the country. Office cares seemed far away and Eve arrived home tired and sleepy from being so long in the fresh air. But Monday morning as she neared the office she began to feel nervous. Barnes would be back today and the dreaded Interview mast take place. The advertising manager summoned her to his office at 9.30. Eve managed a tremuloas smile as she entered but Barnes’ face was grim, his voice crisp. *1 scarcely need tell you, Mrs. Rader.” he began, ‘‘that the price error in Saturday's coat advertisement was the worst of the kind the store has ever had. I am amazed that you should have permitted such a blunder.” Eve started to speak, but he silenced her with a curt gesture. ‘‘lt is one of the things that simply can not be explained away or smoothed over,” he continued. Eve was determined to explain. She had decided to tell of Mona s treachery even at the risk of being considered “catty.” “But you don't understand —!” she began. “I understand the result of the mistake and results are what count in this department,” he went on. *'l feared your marriage would interfere with your interest in your work here. All I have to say now is—don't let anything of the sort happen again!” There was a grim threat in the words. Furious that he had not permitted her to defend herself. Eve returned to her desk. Mona had scored against her at every point. Eve was tempted to go to Mr. Bixby about the affair; tempted, too, to resign. But she knew that was exactly what Mona had hoped might happen. a a a AT 10:30 a rosy-cheeked little woman with a youthful face and graying hair appeared and asked for Mr. Barnes. Arlene escorted her to his office. A few moments later the buzzer sounded for Eve and she was introduced to the newcomer. “This is Mrs. Penney,” said Barnes. “She will take Miss Vlad’s place.” Eve took the new artist into the outer office and introduced her to the rest of the advertising staff and to her new duties. “At first I felt sorry for her,” Eve told Dick that night, ‘but after she began to work I knew why Barnes had hired her. That woman has genius!” Mrs. Penney adjusted herself easily to the office routine and Eve blessed her for that. With things running smoothly again, Barnes resumed a more pleasant attitude toward his co-workers and the tension was lifted. Apparently mild and yielding. Mrs. Penney proved to be firm and self-reliant to a surprising degree. Even Mona, who usually found

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, some means of gaining her own ends in such matters, could neither outwit nor wheedle Mrs. Penney into taking care of minor details of office routine which were Mona’s responsibility or exchanging lunch period to suit Mona’s whims. Mrs. Penney was a widow with a young daughter who was in college. Every stroke of the artist's pencil was for the sole object of assuring he r daughter's education. Mrs. Penney worked swiftly and untiringly eight hours a day—longer when necessary. But she managed to turn out smart, finished drawings at a speed which usually enabled her to leave the office promptly at closing time. a a a AND then Eve's mother came to visit her. Kate Bayless made an inspection tour of the apartment. then shook her head and decided to spend the morning doing the things Eve found little time for. Painstakingly she “did up” all the ruffled curtains and washed the delicate crocheted rugs. To Dick’s delight she discarded the “bachelor buttons” which Eve had been snapping on his clothes and replaced them with buttons sewed on firmly with heavy thread. Every noon Kate met her daughter in the ladies' lounge at Bixby’s. Here while she waited, Kate sat at one of the desks and addressed postal cards to relatives, neighbors and friends at home. During luncheon Eve planned the afternoon’s entertainment for her mother—usually either a shopping tour or a matinee. Later Dick would meet her and take her home in time to prepare an old-fashioned, appetizing dinner before Eve’s arrival. “Why. I could almost forget there is such a place as home.” Kate said one day, "if it wasn’t for worrying whether Pa is getting enough to eat and if he remembers to feed the canary! I'll bet my plants will be all dried up, too, for want of a little attention.” At the end of a week no amount of persuasion could keep her in Lake City any longer. "I’ve fixed you up a bit and that will give you a good start again,” she told Eve. ‘l’d much rather you’d stay at home and not try to do too much ” ana THE week had passed so swiftly that her mother’s departure had been unexpected. Eve was watching the activities of the market anxiously these days. Pure Soap, Inc., had fallen four points and then, following brisk selling, had resumed its former high and plunged ahead. This fluctuation caused a similar one in Eve’s spirits. And then Pure Soap. Inc., reached the point Eve had been hoping for. Lest it take another slump she hurried to the bank that noon and arranged to sell. She felt rich as she figured her gain. After all, one had to pay some price for success and this had cost her only anxiety. She was eager for a new' venture in finance. Eve left the office that evening promptly as the closing gong sounded. Sam was w'aiting at the side entrance for Arlene and they offered to take Eve home. Thus it happened that she reached their apartment before Dick, who had been detained by some extra work. Eve, still exulting over her financial gains, set light-heartedly to work to cook the dinner. It would be nice to surprise Dick by having the meal ready when he came. But scarcely had she started her preparations when the telephone rang. There w T as a perceptible pause after Eve answered. She w'as almost certain she heard a sharp intake of breath at the other end of the line and then a girl’s voice said, “Oh, I'm sorry! They must have given me the wrong number.” The voice was Mona Allen’s. That she had been given the number of Eve’s telephone by mistake was possible, of course, but a coincidence almost beyond Eve's credulity. What could it mean? Had Mona been telephoning to Dick? (To Be Continued)

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