Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 245, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 February 1935 — Page 15

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Miss Davis Will Wed in Church Rite Harold P. Jackson to Take Bride Tonijrht; Reception Will Follow. 9 Th* wadding ceremony for Miss Martha Davis and Harold P. Jackson, son of Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Jackson, at 8 30 tonight in Centenary Christian Church will be followed by a reception at the home of the bride's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Claude O. Davis. Among those attending win be out-of-town guests, Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Swift. Muncie; Mr. and Mrs C E. Lee. and Mrs. T. M. Davis, all of Cincinnati. As Mr Charles A Albrecht, organist, plays five bridal songs, the bride's auiMrs. Lee. will sing “At Dawning, - ’ “'Until" and **C> Promise Me • The Rev Harry Brldwell will officiate at the exchange of vows before the altar lighten with cathedral tapers and banked with ferns and palms. Wearing a white satin gown with high cowl neckline and long train j falling Irrm the waist, the bride will i enter with her father. Her tulle veil will fall from a halo and will be caught on the sides by orange blossoms. She will carry a shower bouquet of lilies of the valley and bride's roses. Her attendants a ill be Mrs. Ellen Ritzi. maid of honor: Mrs. Norman C Wampner and Miss Elizabeth Sickans. bridesmaids, and Edith and Sarah Jane Davis, her cousins, flow- . er girls. Mr. Wampner will be best j man. and u hers v ill be Harry M. Cl use and Virgil Hebert. Wearing a rase moire gown. Mrs. Ritzi will carry a bouquet of Talis- j man roses; Mrs. Wampner and Miss Stickans, re p ctively wearing gold and green moire gowns will carry bouquets of Johanna Hill and Briarclifl roses. The flower girls in rose moire frocks will carry rose sweet | peas. Mrs. Davis will attend in a black ' chiffon gown and the bridegroom's mother will wear a blue gown. Both will have rase corsages. The couple w ill be at home at 2258 N. Meridian-st.

Manners and Morals BY JANE JORDAN

If tag And it hard la rnnftde in roar frirndv write to Jane Jordan and eonreal mor Identity with a t>rudonTin! Yoar letter* will he answered in this column. Dear Jane Jordan—ls I told the family what I am going to tell you they wouldn't understand. I am the oldest girl. 24, and I have two younger sisters. 16 and 22 who are

pretty and happy. They have boy friends who love them. They go out every night with crowds and smoke and drink, but are respectable in evenwav and have such good times! They ask me to go along and offer to get nice boys to take me places, but I always refuse. Thev can’t understand

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why I always stay at home or go off by myself. My father and mother always ask me why I don't eo. too. It is hard to tell my parents that I don't like to go out: that I don't like parties and crowds; that I'd rather be by myself; that I hate my home, although I have all the clothes and food I want. My home is always so noisy and so full of people, friends of my father and mother, pals and girl friends of my sisters. My folks are always doing things that don't interest me. I try hard to fit in. but we are just like foreigners who don't speak the same language. I want to be off by myself where It is quiet and peaceful. I'd love to be somewhere where there would be quiet folks in the country away from crowds, where I might meet people who are like me. I thought you aught know some folks who would want a girl like me. I am clean and honest. I would help with things and I am an excellent cook. I want so much to be happy and content. Please help me to be so. MILDRED. Answer —It Is hard to be an alien in your own family, but I am not at all sure that you ought to run away from your problem. I am afraid that your reason few leaving is not sound. I may be wrong, but your proposed move looks more like a retreat than an advancement. A girl of your age has every right to break away from her family in order to establish her independence and get along with people outside the home circle.

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CHAPTER THIRY-ONE TREASURE motioned to her mother to take the baby into the bedroom. When the door had closed behind them she said: “I'm sorry. Tony! I didn't realize what I was saying. I know you wouldn't do anything like that to me.” He lifted his head unashamed of the tears shining on his cheeks. “I can never forgive myself. When I think of what you must have suffered.” "It's over now,” she said, staring into the sunny street, remembering those days—those terrible days—before little Tony's birth. “No wonder you hate me! lam surprised you consented to see me at all.” “I don't hate you. Tony. I realize now that you didn't understand. We were too young to have taken such a serious step as marriage.” * But we were happy. Treasure.” “Yes, for a little time." she admitted; “it was paradise.” “You don't feel—l mean, I don’t suppose you’d be willing to try it over again?” he stammered. • You're engaged to someone else ” “Not any more.” he said. “But the paper said your wedding would take place some time this week.” "That was before I had seen you again.” Treasure could not believe that it was really Tony talking. “I don't understand.” she faltered. “Our engagement was broken before Helen went to Los Angeles." “But why?” “Why do you suppose?” he cried seizing her hands, with that tender masterfulness it had always been impossible for her to resist. “Because I told her that I still loved you —that I had been wrong to think I could ever put you out of my life. Why do j*ou suppose I tried to see you yesterday and insisted upon coming here today?” “Why?” she whispered as she had the week before. But this time his answer was different. “Because after being with you again I realized what a fool I was to doubt you. I'm wiser now than I used to be. No girl could be to

Her move is a graduation from the family, so to speak. Her contacts with her close relatives have prepared her for other adjustments. . In your case I feel that such a move is more of an evasion than a graduation, and thac your contacts outside the family group would be even more difficult. You are leaving behind many unsolved problems which would pursue you in your new situation. In other words. I feel that your gay, happy and successful sisters act as an oppressive influence on you. You think that you can not compete, and instead of trying to vie with them you wish to flee the premises. We often dismiss our family and friends and pretend that they have no importance for us when the truth is they are too important to be faced. Underneath. I believe you yearn to be as successful with friends as vour prety sisters, but since you do not feel equal to the effort and are convinced beforehand that you would fail, you build up an opposite attitude as a defense. It Is a sort of roundabout method of concealing your inadequacy. After all, we live in a world full of other people and w -9 can not be alone much of the time. One of the major tasks of life is to learn to run along gladly with reality. No matter where you go, city or country, you can not escape people who differ from yourself. Your attempt to find an environment peopled only by kindred spirits is not in harmony with reality and therefore is doomed to failure. You have a right to a certain separateness for your own individuality but a craving for complete seclusion comes from neurotic needs which should be resisted rather than indulged. Dear Jane Jordan—We are three young men of moderate means who live together. The eldest has so many female admirers that he can not be true to his really loved one. He feels that he should give the girls a break occasionally. The second can't even go to a beer tavern for his daily dozen without being pestered by these omnipresent female admirers. The third is the youngest of the three and has one sweetheart, but that does not satisfy him. He wants more romance. What is your advice? DISGUSTED. Answer—As president of the Hato-Me Club, you may convey this message to the other members: Three young men who have discovered a design for living should find a way to divide up their feminine admirers without any trouble. Let the first two refer the overflow to the youngest. None of you are apt to make any woman happy. You are too fond of yourselves and each other.

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me what you were and have a disloyal thought in her mind.” At these words which she had given up all hope of hearing from him Treasure lifted a radiant face. “Oh. Tony darling, do .you really mean that?” He was kneeling beside her burying his dark head in the sweet softness of her throat. "I love you. Treasure. I have always loved you. There will never be any one else.” She lifted his face to hers and smoothed the dark hair from his troubled forehead. “Me, too, Tony!” As their lips met the unhappy year between seemed to f?de away. At that glorious moment no one I else entered their minds. Neither Helen nor Oliver. Not even the infant sleeping in his grandmother's arms. It was just Treasure and Tony. Lovers as they had always been. Ar, they would always be, please God! The sun went down; the twilight deepened into darkness and Ellen who was waiting to be summoned became alarmed. The silence from that other room seemed ominous. Even the sound of their voices had ceased. Had Anthony gone? If so, why hadn't Treasure called her? It was getting late. Almost time for her to go to the Band Box. Perhaps, Ellen worried, she’s in there crying. She opened the door and still hearing nothing stole quietly into the room. She had expected to find Treasure lying on the davenport with her face buried in the cushions but when she saw her engulfed in Anthony's arms Ellen cried in a loud voice, "Treasure McGuire, what are doing?” She was so startled that she had forgotten that her daughter was a : grown woman, the mother of a baby. Treasure sat up laughing trem- I ulously. Not for almost a year had Ellen heard her laugh like that. “Never mind, mama,” she said. "It’s all right! We're going to be married again.” 000 HER mother sank into a chair, gasping, while Anthony added: "She’s going to give me another chance. In spite of the fact that I don't deserve it.” Poor Ellen could do nothing but stare. “After all he has done to her,” she thought. “And what about that nice Oliver?” Count on Ellen’s remembering him even if Treasure didn’t. So far as her mother was concerned she wished that Italian boy had never come back, but the look on her darling's face—the radiant, joyous look which Oliver, kind as he w r as, had never been able to inspire made Ellen realize it was no use. Those two were in love. For better or *jr worve. No matter what the consequences their lives were tied together by the inescapable bonds of Fate. So the older woman wept a silent tear for Oliver and said soberly: “Well, I hope it will work out better this time.” “It will!” Treasure cried with her arms clasped about Tony’s neck. "We’re grown up now.” Well, maybe they were, Ellen thought, but if ever there was a pair that look like a couple of kids, it was those two. They looked too young to be even thinking about marriage, and as for having a 2-months-old baby, it seemed positively scandalous. But so great was the love she had always borne her daughter that she said nothing except to remind her that it was almost time for her to go to the night club. Treasure had actually forgotten all about it. She ran to dress, begging Anthony to wait for her and half an hour later he was depositing her at the Band Box entrance saying: “I’ll call for you later, dearest.” She kissed him in the sight of the doorman and four musicians murmuring. “Goodby, darling!” “Goodbv, my sweet!” It reminded her of her song, “Farewell. My Sweet.” Tonight for the first time she could sing it without shedding inward tears. Tonight she could think, “He will be waiting for me.” But what about Oliver ? He was the kindest friend she had ever had. And what about those plans and dreams of his which she was to have shared? Remembering him she ran back to Tony’s car to say, “I’m sorry, dear! I hope you'll understand but I can’t see you tonight after all.” He looked disappointed. “But we’ve so many plans to make. Treasure. So many things we should discuss.” “I know we have but there’s something else I must discuss first. Other plans,” she explained, praying that he would not be angry, “which must be broken before I will feel free to make new ones.” Proof that he had grown up lay in Tony’s answer. “I understand. May I call you in the morning then? Have lunch with you?” “Yes to both questions," she answered happily and ran up the steps. 000 SHE did not attempt to talk to Oliver icout it until they were on their w*y home, then she said, “I’ve something to tell you.” He answered quietly, "You don't have to teil me. I knew it when you came in tonight. Only one person has ever made you look like that.” “I can't help it,” she said. “I know vou can't, kid! You put up a good fight. Are you going back to him?” “We're going to be married again. But oh, Oliver, please don't be hurt.

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Please believe that I tried to be honest with you.” “You were.” he admitted. “I should have known better than to expect you to change.” "I thought I had. I thought he had hurt me too much for me ever to forgive him, but it isn't a question of forgiving, Oliver, when you’re really in love." “You're telling me?” he inquired sadly. “And what aDout your singing?” This, too, was a matter she dreaded to discuss but since it must be done she answered, ‘I can’t go 'on with it. Tony hasn’t mentioned it yet but I’m sure he’d rather I wouldn’t. Now that I’m going to be his wife again Id rather stay home and look after the baby. Oh, Oliver, please say you think I’m right.” “I do,” he agreed. “Careers and being a good wife seldom mix. It would have been different in our case but it wouldn't work married to any one like that. It will be better for vou, Treasure—you’ll b. happier, I mean—ls you give it up.” “I was probably just a flash in the pan anyway,” she reminded him. "I can’t really sing. You know that.” “You could have learned. You have what it takes.” But Treasure shook her head. “I would never have gone very far. It was only your enthuiasm for me and your ideas which put me across." Hurt as he was the little tribute pleased him. Although he said gruffly, “Skip it!” she could see that he was touched. “We’ll still be friends, Oliver. And you must always come to see me.” Then for the first time Oliver exhibited the impatience to which he was justly entitled. “Like fun I will!” he said. “You’re marrying Anthony Molinari. See? Son of one of the wealthiest men in San Francisco. And all your lowbrow associates will have to be cut O-it.” “Oliver Keith, I’m ashamed of you. Tony’s no snob.” “Then maybe I am,” he admitted. “Whichever way it is any friendship between us after you’re married is out.” This remark was so healthily resentful that Treasure felt better. “I’ll get over it,” Oliver assured her. “Just as I advised you to do but it will take time.” Neither spoke for a moment then he asked. “How soon are you getting married?” “On our anniversary, the second of January.” “You won’t stop singing until we leave the Band Box then?” “Os course not,” she promised. New Year’s eve found Sally McGee still making her appearance in the cheap black suit singing the theme song Oliver had adopted for his orchestra. But it was the last time Treasuiv McGuire was to sing it. Another girl was to take her place when the orchestra began its new engagement at the hotel.

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Annual Fund Meeting Set at Claypool Honorary Member for Year to Be Announced at Event. Fifteenth annual business meeting and birthday celebration of the Indianapolis Community Fund will be held at 6 30 Thursday, Feb. 28, at the Claypool. This year’s honorary member, to be chosen in recognition of “outstanding and unselfish service to the public welfare,” will be announced. The arrangements committee, appointed by the directors, includes Harold B. West, chairman, Mrs. P. C. Reily, Mrs. Larz A. Whitcomb, Mrs. Wolf Sussman, Mortimer C. Furscott, Theodore B. Griffith and Mrs. Brandt C. Downey. Mrs. Whitcomb heads the usher committee. Mr. and Mrs. Almus G. Ruddell head the host and hostess group, which is composed of the following: Messrs, and Mesdames Roy E. Adams. H. H. Arnholter, Samuel Ashby. H. C. A-kirs, A. E. Baker, Arthur R. Baxter, Leßoy C. Breunig. R. L Brokenburr. Arthur V. Brown. James P. Carroll, Smiley N. Chambers. Charles W. Chase. Austin V. Clifford, William H. Coleman, George W. Combs, J. T. Cunningham, Joseph J. Daniels, Brandt C. Downey, Maxwell Droke, G. A. Efroymson, Edgar H. Evans, J. W. Fesler, C. J. Finch, J. J. Fitzgerald. R. W. Fleischer. Mortimer C. Furscott. J. A. Goodman, Leßoy G. Gordner, Howard T. Grlffitli and Theodore B. Griffith. Messrs, and Mesdames William A. Hacker, Clifford L. Harrod, Benjamin D. Hitz, Fred Hoke, William H. Insley, Edward H.

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their marriage Saturday at the First Presbyterian Church. Mrs. Johnson was Miss Dona Dudley, daughter of Mrs. Katherine Dudley. Mr. Johnson's parents are.Mr. and Mrs. John Downing Johnson.