Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 160, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 November 1934 — Page 16

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'WE LIVE AGAIN'

Adapted from the famous story, "Resurrection,” by Tolstoy, "We Live Again” is a Samuel Goldwyn film production, co-starring for the pr>t time Anna Stcn and Fredric March, and - 7 open Friday at Locic's Palace. a a a WI%T MA<* HJimUtD irow. 7 R that fC‘ .•!• a . .r r- • n* t.n ■** • eoun- . .■>.-■! •-* hrri „i m cn*d Crat But II a ■ **r..r.s *o the realtMtion • • a : ,sr - when mllior* **<•• • r.t.r jr.4> .oil in luaur* oif n rr* in the new r Iwn.ri Ivar.ovitcb, the rr r- • f rir. on ah.Kh Katuaha • a :• .*-• .p with H* <■> frnm whonl and and. afa.r.at a r. - > aho tall him r. i:> ditT'-ran' and nu*t •> NOW 1.0 OS WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER TWO KATUSHA MASLOVA, child of • the earth, and brimming over w,*h tr.e brauty of her parent, sat ir...ic:r.g a cow :n the great barn of :h< > • -then Prince Dmitri Ivancvi:ch came in. carrying a book under his arm. • What a book’” the prince cried to her What marvelous ’houghts tii. writer ha ! You ve got to read it!" Katusha smiled. * What’a It called? ’ she asked. * Ihe Land and Freedom.* A felloe n imed Simon n wiote it. I’ve rr > * him. A great thinker. The poll re are after him. He says that all people are equal.” Bit Katusha didn't understand. •Is it a love story?'' she ask“d the prince timidly. •‘A love story!” he cried. “Love! What's that? Now. look here, Katu ha. why do you do things?" And wrhout waiting for an answer he went on. "You do them because you re told to, not because you want to For instance, now, suppose I should tell you to kiss me. What would you do?” “I'd kiss you," the girl said simply. • Exactly.” he cried triumphantly, “and why? Because you're told to. and ju t because I was born into , one family and you into another, • you must do what I tell you." Katusha smiled. "But you haven’t told me to kiss you.” !!*■ hesitated. "All right.” he said. I after a minute. "I'll show you. I. ! prince Dmitri Ivanovitch. command you. Servant Katusha. to kiss me.” i Smilingly, the girl got up. and ! pm her arm around the neck of the voting prince who was more than her master. And on his young lip, iie pre and hers, fresh as the mornim* and >oft as the new grass j v hi h was i ven then springing from the ground. Slv released him. “Now, do you see?” * No.” sho said. I; put his hands to his head in a Mire of hopelessness. "Can t j v< re ’ he roared, "that I've no r it to lx 1 master over you? That you're every bit as good as I?” ■Jut you didnt exactly force me,” she said. "Keep quiet." he bellowed at her. **Wl .. that gave me that pnv- : rd? No! Accident of birth? Perhaps. But why—" a a a ITNDER his verbal hammering J the girl had burst into tears. ' \Y the matter.” he said, wondrr.n iv. t > ." she sobbed, “you ask me And then, when I do what you want, you shout at me." The lcx*k of annoyance passed from his lace and in its place pity shone. "Now. now. dear Kautsha. . n l cry. I was ju.-t arguing. It was only a discussion. I didn't have any desire to kiss you"—he kissed her again, this time more warmly—- " No. nothing like that. It was all pure logic, an illustration of an unjust social condition—” again he pressed his lips to hers, and this time, she closed her tear-wet eyes.

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and returned his caress with all the warmth of her pleasant soul . . . And so. from a study of economicsl —from which so many different I things can spring—grew love of a pea ant for a prince, and a prince for a peasant. All that summer, while the soil gave forth the green and the beau- 1 tiful. their love drew them closer and closer together, until between them there was no bar of class. It was with profound relief the j aunt* saw the dawn of the day which would take Dmtin back to Moscow, back to the army. Katusha woke that morning with |an aching heart. Some curious premonition told her as she dressed her strong young body, that out of her j j life that day would go the only thing that made her life worth living.! Dmitri. She wondered, in the great icily with its million lures, would he remember the simple peasant girl whose life was built around her i love for him. a a a 'T'HAT last day they walked in **- the fields, for one final look at ; the growing things to whose fruition their love had been a parallel. A breeze, gossamer as a poet’s dream, played about the hair of Katusha, twirling it about her finely modeled head, like a silken aureole. “This is the stirrup cup of our happines, isn't it, darling?" said Dmitri. A cold fear tugged at Katusha's j heart. So he felt this was the beginning of the end. too. But. fighting back her growing terror, she laughed, "I*ll remember you. Dmitri, for all the days of my life.” “And I'll remember you. And sweetheart, in four years, when I'm through with the army I’ll come back, and we can say farewell to farewells, and be alone somewhere.” Katusha was deep in thought. Four years,” she said, half to herself. “Sounds almost like forever, doesn't it. Dmitri?” "Nonsense!” he snorted. He laughed. "You think of me thinking of you. and it'll be just a minute.” He glanced at his watch, and shrugged his shoulders. "Well,” he said, "it’s time for your soldier to go ofr to the wars. And his little Katusha mustn’t cry. Just kiss me, darling, so I'll leave here with you as much a part of me. as I’m part of you.” , He took her in his arms, and for the time of a long kiss, the world, in its crazy course, passed them by. At last, he arose and walked away from the girl, who sat under the apple tree as in a daze. Katusha. the peasant, was alone. Her prince had left her. (To Be Continued) BREWERS FILE REPLY TO DISMISSAL MOTION Plaintiffs Submit Answer to State | Brief in U. S. Court. In their fight to prove the Indiana beer law unconstitutional, attorneys for the Premier-Pabst Sales Company, the Joseph Schntz Brewing Company and Anheuser-Busch. Inc., yesterday filed an answer to a defense motion for dismissal in federal court. The defendants. Governor Paul V. McNutt, Attorney-General Philip Lutz Jr. and Excise Director Paul P. Fry. in filing their motion for dismissal before Federal Judge Robert C. Baltzell recently, denied charges in the brewers’ suit that the beer law was unconstitutional. The ninety-five-page reply cites legal authorities to support, the contention of the plaintiffs The original suit alleged that the eight Indiana beer distributors wielded cza rustic powers.

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TARZAN AND THE CITY OF GOLD

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At a distance Xerstle and Gemnon also heard Tarzan's cry of victory. "What was that?” demanded Xerstle. "I do not know,” replied Gemnon. "but I do not like the sound of it. We had better investigate.” Xerstle appeared nervous. • Perhaps it was the wind in the trees,” he said.

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‘‘There is no wind,” answered Gemnon. "I am going to investigate. I am responsible for the stranger's safety, but more important, I like him.” ‘‘Nothing could have nappened to him; Pindes is with him.” said Xerstle. ‘‘That is exactly what I was thinking,” replied Gemnon.

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Xerstle shot a quick, suspicious glance at Gemnon, then motioned the keepers with the leashed lion to follow, as Gemnon had already started to And out about the ape-man. Nervously, through the forest's brooding silence, the party crept, keeping a sharp lookout.

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Meanwhile Pindes, unable to curb his curiosity, overcame his fears and started after Tarzan to see what had happened, and to trace the origin of the mysterious cry that had filled him and his servants with wondering awe. Suddenly he halted, pointing straight ahead.

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