Indianapolis Times, Volume 47, Number 231, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 December 1935 — Page 15

DEC. 5, 1935

(With Ofll ~Mi) JSove by Mary Raymond Copyright NEA i<m

BEGIN HEBE TODAY Youn* and lovelv Dana Westbrook, born and reared abroad, comes to America af’er the dea’h of her parents to make her home with her *randmother. whom she has never seen. Year* before. Dana's mother eloped, having her husband and an Infant daughter. Nancv Wallace. After the divorce she had married voung W’estbrook and a year la’er their daughter, named Dana for her father, was born. When Dana reaches the old southern home she la welcomed cordially by •or great aunt. Miss Ellen Carewe. but ‘ r '* r * lv bd bv her grandmother a. 1 half-slater. Dana decide* unhappily, "They don't really want me. I shouldn't have come " Mr*. Cameron shrewdly begins plans to introduce Dana to society, hoping that Dana will marry well. Nancv hides what she believes to he a hopeless love for Ronald Moot, rich and handsome When the old Cftneron car breaks down Ui fron' of his estate. Ronald brings Dana home. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FIVE NANCY was sure she would never again be surprised at anything in her whole life. The rigid barriers that had been erected against even the slightest extravagance in the Cameron household were suddenly forgotten in preparation for the coming party. And Nancy, despite her resentmertt at the reason for it—Dana—would not have been human if she hadn’t enjoyed the temporary recklessness with the family funds. She was going to have anew dress! Only a day before Nancy had been thinking unhappily, “What'll I wpar? That old pink organdy, I suppose. I wish it would fall Into holes so I'd have to get anew evening dress. I wish I had nerve enough to spill ink down the front of it.” And then there was her grandmother saying, “I suppose both of you girls will need new dresses. I think your Aunt Ellen and I saw the very ones for you. Twin models at Burger-Goodlet’s. They are white, which I think is prettiest for young girls. And" (Mrs. Cameron had not completely forgotten her thrifty habits) “you can wear white longer. It is less conspicuous, and it can always be dyed.” A Burger-Goodlet frock! Nancy’s big eyes widened in amazement. This was something, indeed. Oh, it was going to be grand to appear in something besides that everlasting pink rag, to feel decently dressed for once in one’s life. “We're having Hattie Washington do the catering,” Aunt Ellen announced, her eyes shining, "I can’t stand any more,” Nancy said. “I simply can't.” She knew this extravagance was wickedly reckless. But if grandmother had suddenly gone haywire and was determined to send them all straight to the poorhouse, at least Nancy intended to enjoy every moment while the spending spree lasted. “When do we go for our fittings?” Nancy asked, her voice husky with emotion. “Any time you wish. The dresses have been laid aside for you.” Nancy could scarcely wait. She wanted to rush from the room and race to town. But when one is 21 and has spent several years cultivating a pose of indifference it will not do to drop the mask all at once. “I guess I’ll take a nap. I'm awfully sleepy,” Nancy said, managing a quite natural yawn. She went to her room and threw herself across her bed. Impossible to sleep when one was as excited as this, visioning oneself in a long lovely white formal. "It may have a train.” Nancy thought. Even a slight train would help. It might do things for her, and she did know how to manage her feet.

THE house was very quiet and presently Nancy drifted off to sleep while listening to the drone of the humming birds in the red honeysuckle vine. It was 3 when she awakened. Now she could leave the house without Grandmother and Aunt Ellen suspecting she was rushing off to see the new dress. With elaborate carelessness, she left the house, swinging a tennis racket. Perhaps she should have knocked at Dana's door, and asked her to come along for a fitting, too. But that. Nancy felt, would be a weakness. Just because one was going to have anew dress was no reason to turn sentimental and sappy and do things you didn't want to do. Nancy was quite sure, anyhow, that Dana was sleeping. Every one in the old house fell into the habit of an afternoon nap because there was nothing else to do to fill the time. As Nancy backed the Cameron atitomobile down the drive into the street, a roadster, driven by Marie Norman, swerved quickly, avoiding a collision. "Lo, Nancy,” Marie called. The other girl’s response was none too cordial. She halted the car, however, as it w T as apparent Marie wanted to talk. ‘Hello," Nancy said. Marie Norman had always had an irritating effect on her. Marie was always perfectly bland and agreeable, all sweetness and light, but, just the same, she was full of tricks and used them when it suited her purpose, with unscrupulous cun ning. There had been times, too, when Nancy's rapier-like wit had drawn blood at the expense of her slnwerwitted neighbor. Somehow, Nancy knew that Marie had an abiding dislike for her, behind smiling eyes and slow r indolent voice. "I'm just back from the club,” Marie announced. “Guess who is out there?" “Too hot for guesswork." “Your perfectly knockout sister.” "My sister!,” Nancy dropped her eyes for a moment. “Oh—Dana. I'd forgotten she planned to go out this afternoon." You should *have been there to see the hit she made. Boys swarming around her like bees. Ronnie wasn t any too pleased about it, either. He had that terribly proprietary manner, I suppose, just because he'd brought her out. We hometowners haven't a chance. Gosh. Nancy, if I hr> a sister like that. I’d have kept her-across the ocean!" Would you?" Nancy queried indifferently. She started the car just then—and for once didn't mind its protesting roar, mixed with a number of rattles. They helped to drown out Marie's parting shot. "What do I care?” Nancy asked herself furiously, driving blindly for the moment. m a a THK day had turned gloomy. All the heady excitement that had sent her on her w*ay to the dress shop was gone. She thought drearily of Dana, walking into the country club with

Ronald Moore, cutting a wide, swath without even trying. It had always bepn so difficult, for Nancy herself. Os course there was always Tommy McNair hanging around with his pale h !r and pale eyes that blinked, but that was almost worse than having no one hanging around at all. Tommy was a perennial thorn in Nancy's self-esteem. He was the one definite proof of her socia' failure. For no girl who had any one else for an escort would ever allow Tommy around. But if Tommy weren’t with you. you wouldn't be there at all. So you went with him, golfed and played tennis vigorously and acted as though you were having a perfectly sw'ell time. The dress could go hang, Nancy decided. At least for this afternoon it could. She turned the car at the next corner and headed for home. On the way 1 she passed Scott Stanley and Paula Long. Nancy thought, “More strangers coming to town.” Not, of course, that Scott and Paula were strangers, because both were natives. Scott had been away for years, though. She had heard last week that he had come through medical school with honors and was heading home to begin his practice. Which was sensible, of course. A young doctor could always count on a few ready-made patients in his home city. Especially a young doctor who was popular, and Scott Stanley had always been popular. Paula, who had been sickeningly in love with Scott for so long, was the kind of artist who puttered around without ever getting anywhere. With money of her own, she had always managed to be puttering somewhere in Scott’s vicinity. Though it hadn’t seemed to help her much. Everybody but Scott knew how much Paula cared for him. You can’t take Scott seriously. And yet, somehow, you did take him seriously, too. Behind his bantering ways, his wise-cracking, you sensed sincerity. It was funny. Only moine itarily diverted by her glimpse of the rather weatherbeaten gray roadster and its two occupants, Nancy.- thoughts returned to the country club and all the fun and excitement of which Dana was a part. She though bitterly: "Where was my lucky star when I happened to be born?” a a a SCOTT had come from the shower rooms and joined Paula in the pool. They were suddenly in the midst of a crowd of young folk. “Well, Scott, old chap, we thought you'd really deserted the old town.” “Glad to see you back, Scott.” “Well, Dr. Stanley—Oh, Scott, how does it feel to be a full-fledged—” And on and on, Paula, too, was being received with some excitement. “Is it true you had a one-man show at some swank gallery, Paula? . . .” “Will you invite me over to see some of those etchings you do so cleverly?” Scott’s eyes glinted with amusement. He could read Paula’s disgust in her veiled eyes. And then, suddenly, his gaze was concentrating. A girl in a green bathing suit had < limbed the ladder and was preparing to take a high dive. She had a lovely, slim figure and a laughing, eager face. Scott got to his feet and walked toward the diving board, looking up as he walked. His eyes met those of the girl. Hers were a shade of deep green- Perhaps the green suit was responsible for the green tints in her eyes. He couldn’t be sure. But he was sure he'd never seen eyes so beautiful before. Paula joined him. “Who's the girl?” she asked. Her voice sounded queer. . Scott's voice sounded strange also, rough with emotion; “I don’t know. But I have an idea she’s the girl I'm going to marry.” (To Be Continued)

Bag, Scarf and Belt Form Set

BY ELLEN WORTH Important accessories that will lend chic and variety to any wardrobe, ar<b patterned for today. They include bag, scarf and belt. Any one of these accessories would be a most acceptable gift. Scarfs galore—and not one too many. They give dash and color. Or match yovv scarf and belt—and your bag, too, if you please. Your scarfs can be of colorful velvet, soft tweedy woolens, bengaline. Paisley prints in w r ool, lame, creep silk, satin crepes and so many rayon novelties. For afternoons, the bag is specially smart in velvet —black or match your bag to your scarf. For

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Wife Told to Make Plans Carefully Before Leaving Husband Who Abuses Her Adoption of Firm Fighting Spirit Might Preclude Necessity of Abandoning Home, Jordan Informs Mistreated Woman. Do you need help on your problems'!* Write to J*ne Jordan, who will h*!p you wiih them by ber answers in this column. Dear Jane Jordan—l have Deen married since 1919 and ha e a son 14. All my married life my husband never has given me any money to spend. He only buys enough clothes to keep m • covered. When I want a nickel or a dime I have to go to him like a child and ask for tt I live in the country with no bus or car line close, so I sit day in and day out waiting. He never comes home and asks me to go to a show or anything. I found out he was making more money than he said he was. He got mad about this and called me all sorts of names, beat me in the face and told me to leave. I am 38 years old and ever\ one says I look young for my age. Do you think I have to live this kind of life? I know times

are hard, but I believe I could make it some way. don't you? If I have any friends to come to see me he says they are no good. I will be thankful for any advice you give me. FROM LONESOME. Answer —No woman who is capable of earning her own living has to put up with cruelty from her husband. The treatment which married women once regarded as the husband's natural right now is resented fiercely and the amount of physical or mental cruelty which they will stand for from a dominating male is rapidly diminishing. When the husband of today tries to assert his traditional authority and domineer over his wife because he provides shelter, food and clothing, he can expect her to revolt. I am glad you recognize that times are hard and that breaking with your husband will not insure an

easy existence. 1 do not think you should leave unless you have laid the most careful plans, until you have a job and know how much you and your son will require for a livelihood. The court will force your husband to help you, but you must consult an attorney about this. If you had revolted long ago you might have had better treatment from your husband. No man imposes on a woman unless he knows he can. The fact that he has succeeded in imposing his will on yours for so many years makes me doubt that you are temperamentally equipped to battle the world for yourself. It will not take others long to discover your lack of fighting spirit and repeat the treatment which your husband has given you. By the fighting spirit I do not mean flights of rage or floods of tears. The good fighter is cool, collected and immovable in the stands he takes. First he is sure that he is right. Then with cold logic he presses forward until he gets his rights. Only the weak go to pieces in a fit of wrath. f If you could adopt this firm attitude toward your husband and hold it regardless of the storm it would cause, it might be that you wouldn’t have to leave. In my opinion your husband is a bully who would behave if he had to cope with a woman of any real determination.

Women’s Group Gets Ideas for Holiday Menues Mrs. Max H. Wall believes that the housewife needs more suggestions for her meals during Christmas week than she does for the holiday dinner. In her demonstration yesterday at the Home Economics Club meeting, she suggested

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| dishes that will simplify the cook’s : problem of “what to serve.” She prepared the recipes in Mrs. W. J. Marks’ laboratory and introduced a new r turkey dressing, made of macaroni, dried apples, cranberries, melted butter and sugar. Members sampled the dishes prepared. Mrs. Bert Dennison, club president, presided at the tea table, arranged with decorations of reindeers, Santa Claus, and red tapers She was assisted by Mrs. O. F. Wadleigh. Mrs. Marks was assisted by Mrs. L. H. Earl and Mrs. C. P. Benedict.