Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 116, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 September 1933 — Page 9

SEPT. 23, 1933.

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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE *Contin-; ued • And of this experience Dorothy McElhinnev made thf mast. She met Eve tn the hall the first evening after her return from home. and. with a maliciousness she took little pains to conceal, told of Dicks arrival and her own part in entertaining him. “The poor man!" she purred. “I felt so sorry for him ' an a DICK S telegram, lying on Eve’s desk when she arrived at the office that morning, had been a shock. Her Christmas at home had been mryi unsatisfactory, due to the fact that she missed Dick so and none of her relatives seemed to sympathize with her. Women of her mother's type knew but one code after marriage—duty to husband and family.

Eve noticed the ashes in the tray next to Dicks favorite chair. Wearily she sank into the chair and tenderly stroked the arms because Dirk had been there so recently She closed her eyes and tried to picture just how he looked, wondered whether he were thinner, tired and sad looking or robust and happy. Miss McElhinney would know, she thought bitterly. Os course they had planned it all She had been blind to fail to see it before. Uncontrollable broke from Eve and her body shook. At last she went to bed. It was then that she found Dicks Christmas gift He had placed the package under her pillow. Eve drew it out and unwrapped it. Inside was a cameo pin with an old gold eetting. . Os course Dick was hurt because

Eve had not confided to him her plan to go home to visit her parents. She had had plenty of time to do so. It had only been the day before Christmas when he found that he could get away from work long enough to make the trip to Lake City. . , In Eve's next letter to Dick she berated him for negligence to let her know- that he was coming. His answer was a frank retort. After reading that letter Eve had no doubt that he considered her selfish. That he was displeased with the outcome of their marriage was also evident. . ~ Eve destroyed the flippant reply She had composed. She had the grace to admit to herself that the present situation was her own fault. But something perverse in her nature prevented her telling Dick this. Thus the breach widened.

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO WEEKS pass'd and no word came to Eve from Dick. As j time went on she found it increasingly difficult to bring herself to; write him an apology. Gradually; she began to see herselt as martyr. Since she gave no one her i confidence there was no one to point out to her that it was not need of money that drove her on hut the gratification of a selfish amibtion. • „ w Through these weeks Eve wen. about her duties like an automaton. She attended evening classes in advertising twice a week, but the lectures were of little benefit because usually she was too listless to listen to them. She grew wan-looking and lost weight. Her efforts did not go unnoticed Earle Barnes often praised her for some particular lay-out or for a direct-by-mail campaign which she

had originated. One sunnv morning Arlene burst Into the office and caught Eve in her arms. “Thrills and heart throbs!” she cried. "Look at this! She held out her left hand on which sparkled a diamond engagement ring. "From Sam.” Arlene confided. “And my parents are dee-lighted. Were so happy. Eve!" Eve felt a pang of wistfulness as she looked at the bright eyes and flashing smile. She herself had been as radiant a year before. "When will you be married? ’ she asked after assuring Arlene that she had her sincerest wishes for happiness. “Oh. we haven’t decided that!!” Arlene spoke up airily, confidently. • Sam s going to look around for a better job. He thinks he's outgrown the one he has now and I agree with him. Some day when I feel in the mood we ll be married.”

THE next week the girls spent an evening with Mary. They found her sweetly smiling, reflecting the contentment she felt. Her fair hail was arted in the middle and waved b' . from her white forehead. She wore a gown of soft gray material and around her neck and wrists she wore turquoise jewelry. Rav. courteous and attentive, seemed to find a myriad of little attentions to add to the comfort of Marya and her guests. Sam called for them and they left near midnight in a pouring rain. Because of the hour Arlene and Sam declined Eve’s invitation to come up to her apartment. Left alone. Eve stood in the darkened jiving room, looking out at the rainy night. Quite like a child she flattened her face against the window and tried to penetrate the darkness. “Somewhere tonight Dick is alone,” she said. “And I am

alone. But the next day the sun shone brightly and Eve found a telephone message from Mr. Bixbys stenographer on her desk. Eve was to go to his office immediately. A summons from the owner of the store always disturbed Eve a bit. try as she might to overcome this feeling. Mr. Bixby rarely sent for her except when the advertising manager was out of town. This morning she had to wait twenty minutes in the outer office before he could see her. Mr. Bixby was in conference with two of the buyers. As she waited. Eve thought how hard the buyers worked. When she arrived at Bixby s in the morning most of the buyers were already in their departments, directing the display of merchandise and keeping an alert eye on the activities of saleswomen and stock-girls.

When Evp descended to the street floor in the evening she was almost certain to catch glimpses, through the elevator door, of belated buyers in consultation with the windowtrimmer or attending to some final detail of the day s work. Women. Eve reflected, seemed unable to shift the burdtn of petty details to other shoulders. Few men executives, she know, would have bothered with the nignberless small tasks.

EVE decided that she would copy the methods of the men executives when she bcame advertising manager of Bixby’l. She felt that Mr. Bixby was studying her appraisingly when she entered his office. Good morning. Mrs. Rader," he said. “I wanted 0 talk over your column with you. It hasn t developed quite as I h>ped it might. I don't put the eniire responsibility on your shouldef however. Mr. Barnes and I are perhaps quite as much to blame.

“There have b*n times when I was much please with your work in that line. Tfct column you wrote about orielal rugs, for instance, was first gte." Eve hastened b explain that George Bliss deserved the credit for that. "He made re feel that there is romance and potry in merchandise," she went on Exactly!" exclaned Mr. Bixby. I've always contuded that merchandise is more tan a matter of bargain sales. If ou and George Bliss and I can s? the romance and poetry in it, prhaps w f e can make others see it. “Suppose we tak* table damask next. I have an lea Mr. Fulton can tell you quite not about linen weaving if you sta, him talking som day when he.sn't busy. If he can't tell you luch, there is always the library.

“And were planni* a folder for Easter brides, featupg table silver. Suppose you gtinto the interesting facts back < table silver. Out at the art musen they have one or two examplerof Paul Reveres work. Go outnnd look at them. Take Mrs. Peiey along to make a sketch of theleces. There i are a great many peeje who don't know that Paul Revs w-as a sili versmith. Others wh do know it have never heard thasome of his | work may be seen intake City.” i “I didn't know' it." re confessed. “Then there's glaware! Find nut about glass—Stieg, Waterford, j Bristol. Venetian, moen. There's romance in aluminums you know' | how to find it. Now s?e what iyou can do!"

EVE was delighted yh this assignment. vet rath chagrined, because it had not occred to her to pursue the line sgested by George Bliss. The linen buyer wasble to tell her many interesting tigs about the history of linen wing. His grandfather had bee! a linen weaver in Belfast. In he public library she found so mi material that it was difficult to act. She began to spend my of her evenings at the library.iough she knew she would have ten quite justified in taking timet this research from office hoursfhe would not admit, even to hers, what a boon this new work waa her. It kept her thoughts fronpick and the rift that was widen! between them.

More important, perha this additional work gave her hady excuse from evenings at p bridge table where she felt htflf to be constantly under th jealous scrutiny of Dorothy IClhinney. How much the other girtessed or knew about Dicks grow; silence Eve had no way of kncg. She felt, however, that her <t misery must be an open page fany one to read. Was it possible that re was some understanding betn Miss McElhinney and Dick?

CHAPTER FORTY-TiEE EVE worked harder at office. She put in longer he. often took work home to ffi and seemed to walk, talk anreathe advertising. It was the y way she could keep her thoui from her personal worries. ‘■You'll have a nervoibreakdown!” Alene warned her. he job isn't worth it. No job is. nestly.

Eve, I can t see what's o over you. And there's another jg you shouldn't overlook. Barncslated to leave soon; that's evicj He and Mr. Bixbv have been imference nearly every day. But, may not get his place after all. Bixby s old-fashioned, you kn He may not like the idea of ng a woman the managership. ;s of men think a married womanterests are sure to be divided." Eve had not permit tody self to think of that. Now she’ the wisdom of Arlene's advice, pose she should come to the offlome morning and find anew fcger in Barnes' place! That woiiean that she would probably 1 no more chance for advanced at Bixby’s. It would mean t she had sacrificed Dicks wismnd comfort and imperiled herilth. j that she had risked a brealfrier marriage all for nothing. Os course she could go otrk-

ing as an assistant, but thid not satisfy her ambition. Sliild go elsewhere and begin ovefcin to work her way up in her office. But she felt too tiijnd nervous to face such a prosj Another possibility would to resign from Bixbys and jser husband. Eve thought, withjle rush of happiness, what rfef it would be to leave behind he hard work, the irritationhd anxieties of Bixbys advertisffice and let Dick take care \r. But her pride stood in the y a a tt IT was with difficulty tha|e schooled herself to await ttnouncement of Barnes' su<s\ And Eve knew that Arlene's (- ing was based on sound senje would, no doubt, prefer a mk advertising manager. (To Be Continued)

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