Indianapolis Times, Volume 48, Number 5, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 March 1936 — Page 19

MARCH 17, 1936

— Today's Short Story WILD WAVES By Maude Williamson

THEY were on the loose. No ; H V\V *.. getting around that. Eve, Cleo Mjh and Minnie. .. . Three females who /T/f< could take r ire of themselves. /fM. ' Y. Minnie was ihln, almost haggard. , / But Eve was huskier than Cleo, //‘iffy' / and Cleo could have slapped down fMs / practically any man or boy in the city. They made a fantastic pic- MW ture as they sauntered casually '/ across the campus of a famous y ; bj < \ university, looking not to the left r**v. U ♦ V' x or right, ignoring even the keep- xV ofT-the-grws signs. ffa SS Talking? Not a bit of it. They V were headed straight for the \ • V Laboratory Building, and—except s',.// • Wy. * ' V for the glint in Minnie's eye—they '///

THEY were on the loose. No getting around that. Eve, Cleo and Minnie. . . . Three females who could take crre of themselves. Minnie was thin, almost haggard. But Eve was huskier than Cleo, and Cleo could have slapped down practically any man or boy in the city. They made a fantastic picture as they sauntered casually across the campus of a famous university, looking not to the left or right, ignoring even the keep-off-the-grass signs. Talking? Not a bit of it. They were headed straight for the Laboratory Building, and—except for the glint in Minnie’s eye—they

might have been mistaken for three mothers, intent at heart on their offsprings’ welfare. But, oddly enough, pone of them was a mother. a a a fT'HEY had not a care in the world, apparently. For, if they had, what were they doing fooling around the anatomy building of a medical school? They were not students. No horn-rimmed glasses on Eve and Cleo and Minnie. Just looking at them, you had the feeling they had never read a book in their lives. And it was not bothering them one bit. It may have been the weather which distracted them, because suddenly Minnie was cold, and Cleo decided they should explore the inside of an anatomy building. You could not hold ii against them that they’d never beer, inside a medical school. Most of the students of this particular one were male, and perhaps that very fact did something to collective feminine instinct. Anyway, women just didn't barge into the place, and any three girls should have known it—had they thought at all. a a a TN fact, these three lived close enough to know all there was to know. They were looking for trouble, witn mischief in their eyes. They had talked the whole scheme over at breakfast, and it was now only a little past 8:30. You see, according to Mr. Coward and a lot of other people, lives are lived in many different ways. There seem to be all sorts of designs. And the Eve-Cleo-Milline arrangement was a honey. Why? Because all three had the same husband. At least, that is what people called him; sometimes with a smile. His name was Propinquus Handy, which isn’t a name you hear every day in the week. Well, if the police didn’t care, Propinquus certainly didn’t. He had as neat a harem as is to be found most any place. Built on good lines, with everything modem and convenient. a a a NO wonder the poor fellow was surprised at breakfast that morning. He had thought, with customary masculine blindness, that his three sweeties were happy. And why shouldn’t he have? They had not been out in weeks; not since the new love-nest was completed, in fact. They had all seemed contented to him. But, alas, he reckoned without Cleo. She had the brains of the outfit, and Propinquus should have got wise when he caught her whispering to E’-e, who kept right on grinning while she ate. But he didn’t. He concentrated on breakfast, enjoyed it as usual, then decided to snatch one more cat-nap before going about the 1 business of the day. a a a I FORGOT to say that this Handy fellow knew how to live without working too hard. Nothing worried him much, which is probably why some men envied him. He gave the gills, impartially, a tweak—and went ahead snoozing. What did he care that Eve and Cleo were chattering, and morose Mttle Minnie listening in? He had not an inkling that trouble was brewing. Hearing the wind outside, he smiled in his sleep. A warm home, plenty of food, good company; what more was there to wish for? But his three queens had another answer. They were bored stiff; fed to the teeth. It was all Cleo could and had been for days—to keep from spilling the whole truth into her hero’s inattentive ear. But she kept her peace; warned the other two. Just leave the getting out to her. . . . Theve weren’t enough trick locks on earth to stop Cleo, once she made up her mind. She’d lift the roof, if need be. And she did. a a a WHICH brings us to the college campus. Early in the morning, with the place anything but gay. Or even busy. Not a man in sight. Neither young nor old. The ancient anatomy building was somber and grey, but—who could tell—something might happen, once you got inside. Cleo was so sure that something would happen that she refused to take no for an answer, even when they found every door in the place locked. It made her blood boil, tirred -her .robust Imagination. -It

just went to show how little you could depend on janitors, or men in general, according to Cleo. They didnt’ know enough to unlock a door or window. It made even Minnie laugh. . . . Especially when Eve, the original old husky, lifted a fist that was far from coy and--za-am—there was a nice smashed window, all ready for them! a a a TT7TTHOUT a word, Cleo took * advantage of Eve’s quick wit. In through the window she plowed, with Eve on her heels. There was nothing for poor little Minnie to do but follow. . . . She didn’t want to miss anything. For the first few minutes inside they had a marvelous time. Everything was novel and intriguing; Minnie gave an odd, shrill squeak of joy. She had discovered a funny looking electric clock, and, believe it or not it happened to be the first one she ever had seen. She tried to interest Cleo and Eve, but they shooed her away. How could they foresee that, in trying to figure out what made the clock work, she would drop the crazy thing with a thud? A thud which was so loud it caused Eve to swallow some of the hand lotion she had been smelling, and made Cleo leap behind a big desk. Then to make matters worse, Minnie ran from the. room, scream-1 ing like mad. . . . Right into the arms of the frightened janitor! Minnie would. a a a TT was the beginning of the end. -*• For a minute, though it seemed an hour, there was silence. Time appeared to have stopped, suspended in space . . . The janitor waved his arms and screamed, “Help. . . Help!’’ Pandemonium broke loose—in the twinkling of an eye. The place was filled, from out of nowhere, with males. Students, instructors, professors. ... It looked like the whole university. That electric clock might have been a fire alarm, so far flung was its effect. Minnie came tearing back to hide behind Eve, and Eve and Cleo went wild. You couldn’t blame them. Especially when they saw old man McCaim gesticulating and giving orders to the crowd, as though he we.e the ladies’ guardian—instead of janitor of their apartment. a a a T7OR one more novel experience, Eve saw red. She had no idea that old Mr. McCairn was a bit of a pugilist himself, and be it said for Eve, she put up a valiant battle. She yelled something which only her pals understood. . . . And the fight was on. Tables, test tubes, feet, arms, shrieks. ... A few silly undergraduates laughed hysterically; it was a veritable riot. But it took almost two hours for that bunch of educated and halfeducated gentlemen to subdue three defenseless females, who did not even speak the same .anguage. a a a THE university will never forget that morning. Nor. perhaps, will Cleo and Minnie and Eve. Back home with Propinquus, who was more indifferent than unsympathetic. they discussed the situation volubly. Eve explained that beaming up old Mr. McCaim was the last thing she had had in mind. But he had no business turning a hose of cold water on them. It was bad enough to drench Cleo and her. . . . But think of poor sickly Minnie. Why, it would probably be weeks before Minnie would be herself again. Besides, it had been little less than idiotic for those men to hold out morsels of food to them, as though they were mice—to be tempted with cheese. a a a REVIEWING the morning, Eva fairly bristled. She was as mad as a human being could have been. The thing simmered down to this, she told the world at large: She and Eve and Minnie—and Propinquus, too. lor that matter—were only tolerated on that cat'pus so that a couple hundred medical students could study ape family habits at close range. It made a self-respecting chimpanzee tired. She was glad she had pried off the roof of the silly old cage. Even if it had cost the university eight hundred dollars. . . . If old Mr. McCairn, or any of the trest of them, had her penned up-for the rest of her lifewell, just let ’em wait see., aOE XNDj. \ . ... V. crir.V.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS—

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THE TARZAN TWINS

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The ways of white men were a mystery to the pygmy, but now his confidence was restored. The little party resumed its shifting march through the shadows. Dick and Doc felt safe for the moment, for tney believed that all the cannibals were assembled around the campfires.

—By Ahern

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But they were mistaken! At that very moment a dim figure emerged from a nearby hut and came directly toward them. And in the hand of that sinister phantom they saw a large, heavy war-club. Doc gripped his spear. “Attack!” he whispered to his comrades-in-arms.

OUT OUR WAY

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

Doc was about to lead a swift charge when the more cautious Dick thrust out an arm and restrained him. “Don’t!" he pleaded. “Even if we overcome Intamo it won’t do any good. Before we can stop him, he’ll let out a yell that’ll bring the whole tribe down on us."

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