Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 114, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 September 1933 — Page 19

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bm,!n Hrnr Tornr EVE BAYLEW r mutant to EARLE BARNK* ??v*rtU>m ir.ar.as*r of B xbv 5 d"par!mnt sior*. marries DirK RADER. * r-narrucf;on iupr.r tender.* D:r* ir,t to take rbarge of a ronstrucfn? job sn "he Adtronds'-ks. 1* aj.l reqv.re a 1 ir*t a Tear to fotnple'e but r e to give up tier York and go ;ib him MONA ALIEN ri.py *r.!r dislike* E'e and :* coi.stani.r rauaing trouble at the office. She is responsible for several mistake* for whim Eve la biam'd Mona is fr endl- h THERON REECE, aiho ron’m . to ioree unwelcome at-ter.-ion* on Eve Ur.. < Ev has been p.a'In *he rr. -... e * borrr.a.nc money from her mo’her ar.d ulster. She loses this, aa well as tr own saving* wnd • too Dirk >:• in -he bank Mona < F to dinner and then eontr ve< to ta< her to a roadhouse where Theron peere appears. Eve dislikes peer# She leaves "he others be-co--s In-- r,-l end* the night at a farm hr e >;.v oav Recr<* telephones ands •:a..*< i Eve by declaring he is in Jr.se i h e •rt insinuating that Dirk. ha- i.ren raiding on flirtations F.ve n ..... and misses Dirk Bhe berms to > r ‘e ' 'he should not give VOW (.I) ON WITH THE STORV CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE 1 Continued > Sometimes Eve wrote long letters to her husband, telling of her doubts and loneliness, but these wore always destroyed next morning. Pride would not let her send them. She was finding it more difficult than she had dreamed it could be to save the money she owed her mother and her sister. She worried about this, about Dick, about Theron Reece And another thing that raused her to worry wa.s Doro’hy McElhinney's little smile of satisfaction whenever the two met. It was as though the young tearher knew something about Dick and his plans that Eve did not know. The thought was almost unbearable. CHAPTER FORTY THE night before Thanksgiving day Eve ate dinner in a downtown restaurant and then went to the library, where she selected .two of the newest books to read over the holidays. It was one of the evenings when she missed Dick dreadfully and wanted to put off going home. But wh°n she finally arived at the apartment she found a letter from Dick waiting for her on the hall table. He wrote that he and some of the others had driven to Old Forge for the Thanksgiving turkeys for Mrs. Williams, who kept the boarding house. They had attended a movie, the first Dick had seen since he left Lake City. He added that there would be twenty at the boarding house for Thanksgiving dinner—the men from the construction camp and a number of school teachers. Was it Jealousy that Eve felt when she read that sentence? She had pictured Dick as living in a man’s world entirely. This was his first reference to the school teachers. Eve spent Thanksgiving day with Mrs. Penney. They attended services at the Little Stone church together and then boarded a trolley which took them to the artist s home. Mrs. Penney had rented the second floor of a two-family house near the college her daughter attended. Eve could not refrain from complmenting her on the attractiveness of the rooms. “Jean made those hooked rugs.’’ Mrs. Penney said proudly "And she made the draperies for the windows. too. Those pictures are some of my work, done before my marriage.” “Jean has a great deal of artistic talent,” Eve commented. “Yes." answered Mrs. Penney. u v - father was an artist, too. but Hi when Jean was a baby.” a a a E refrained from asking quest ns and busied herself preparing s ,lad for the dinner. Jean and a young man who w'as a classmate joined them after the football game and Mrs. Penney set the boy to work mashing the potatoes. Another girl and boy soon arrived and Mrs. Penney assigned them tasks. It was a merry dinner and the young people were so amusing that not once did Eve fell a pang of homesickness. The boys washed the dishes. Apparently they were quite at home in Mrs. Penney’s flat.

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j “They are all from out of town,” she explained to Eve. “And I mother them a bit. But they understand I must give most of my energy to my Job and if they want to play here they must help with the work.” Jean and her friends left late In the afternoon to attend a tea dance. Mrs. Penney invited Eve to curl up on the davenport while she pulled a small Windsor rocker closer to the fireplace. “It must.be a great satisfaction for 1 you to have Jean!” began Eve. “I don't know what I would have 1 done without her!" nodded Mrs. Penney. “She is all I have lived for these last seventeen years. And she looks so much like her father. That is my greatest Joy. I believe she has inherited his ability, too.” Eve was interested. She had wondered about the little woman with the brave, smiling face and gentle maners. Eve had always thought there must be an Interesting story concerning Mrs. Penney. “Jeans father studied in Paris and when he returned to this couni trv he taught art classes in Chicago. I had gone there to study, and was one of his pupils. Perhaps we would never have been more than acquaintances if ve had not attended an artists’ ball where fate or chance ; sent as together in an old-time circle two-step. We danced in perfect harmony and my heart as well as my soul took wings. “After our marriage I continued to study art, but in private. We were ex'remely happy and when little Jean was born it seemed life | could hold no greater happiness. Jean was just learning to say Daddy and watch for him in the window at the close of day when he became 111. It was pneumonia and he was gone within the week.” Mrs. Penney’s voice broke. Then she raised her chin in the manner Eve had noticed was characteristic of her and said calmly, “This Is no subject for a holiday, Mrs. Rader.' Shall I turn on the radio?” a u IT was twilight and the room was lighted only by the flickering glow from the fireplace. Eve. nestling among the pillows on the comfortable davenport, begged her to go on with her story. Mrs. Penney continued. “That is | life, Mrs. Rader. Sometimes we get our greatest jolts when the skies seem brightest. But sometimes, too, when it seems we can not go on, things suddenly make a right-about turn and the path is cleared ahead. “Little Jean and I have known some hard times. For more than eight, years I met defeat at every turn. It was not so bad while I had my health. But when my health broke it was extremely hard to earn enough for us to live. on. “I let myself believe only the encouraging reports of those who had suffered similarly and determined I had not yet reached bottom. Each night I prayed that I would be able ■ to get. up next morning and to do 1 the housework and take care of Jean. It seems a small boon to ask but it was a very important, one. My recovery was complete and I shall try never to complain about anything again so long as I have health and the opportunity to earn a living.” Mrs. Penney smiled cheerfully and added, “I have some friends who seem to disapprove of my attitude, which they say is too cheerful, and my active sense of humor. nun was it the minister had VV said that morning in church? “You ask for some living manifestation of God in our midst. Can you not see for yourself the sacrificing mother who forgets self In the interest of her child?” There had been more, of course, but that one sentence of the Thanksgiving sermon stood out in Eve’s memories, coupled with Mrs. Penney’s story. What an Infin- , itesimal thing the loss of dollars i and cents seemed compared to the 1 obstacles this little woman had had to battle alone! (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN THE APE MAN

High in the tree top 6 was a snug little shelter Tarzan had built himself. Here he sometimes passed the nights when he wished to be away from the ape tribe. Up into this the ape-man now swung, carrying the girl. He placed her on the little platform before the entrance.

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The monkey followed them, bounding up in excitement. Without hurrying and without hesitation, Tarzan crawled into the hut. His hand came out and he drew Jean in after him. She screamed and struggled. The little monkey stood at the door way, peering in.

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The monkey screamed excitedly and to the girl’s overwrought nerves he seemed to be jeering at her. Jean still struggled desperately but the ape-man had no difficulty in drawing her further into the hut. Suddenly she gave up, relaxed and began to cry quietly.

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Wi.hout relaxing his grip. Tarzan stared at her bewilderediy. Something about the sight of her tears seemed to disconcert him. He let her go. He watched her, puzzled, while she started quickly toward the door of the hut. Just before she escaped he grabbed her foot and easily pulled her back.

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