Indianapolis Times, Volume 48, Number 29, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 April 1936 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERR TODAY Toby Ryan. 19, la a photographic modrl, poalng for photographs to bo ■ sod in advertisement*. Unknown at first, she Is soon in high demand In the studios, particularly after she Is chosen ns “The Hlllyer Aoap Girl.” Toby shares an apartment with H*rrlet Holm, another model, engaged to marry Clyda Sabin, whom Toby distrust*. Wealthy Tim Jamieson showers Toby with attentions for n time, and then seems to forget her. Toby's oldest friend In Rill Brandt, who works In an advertising agency. She Is fond of Rill, hut ha* never thought of him romantically. Jay Hlllyer, president of the Hlllyer company, sees Toby posing for some photographs. He takes her to dinner and later she has several other engagements with him. Toby and Harriet arrange to meet for a shopping trip. While Toby Is waiting, a shabhy-looklng man come* up to her and says, "You're eomlng with me!” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE npOBY drew back. “But you’re mistaken!” she said. “You must think I'm someone else —” "I'm not mistaken.” The man's eyes gleamed dangerously. “You’re my Dream Girl. I’ve been looking everywhere for you and now that I’ve found you, you’re not going to get away. We’re going to be married. Now. This afternoon!” Toby knew now where she had seen him. It was the man who had followed her that afternoon a few weeks before. She had slipped into a store and evaded him. But she could not do that now. As though reading her thoughts, the man caught her arm. “Come on!” he said. “You’re going with me—!” Toby tried to free her arm. This was insane, a nightmare! She was on one of the busiest streets in New York in the middle of the afternoon. There must be dozens of people about—she looked to the right and to the left. There had been dozens of people about a moment before. Now, suddenly, there was no one. it tt it “T)UT you can’t—!” she began. .D “Oh, yes, I can. Dream Girl, I love you. Don’t you understand? You’re the one I’ve been searching for. We’re going to go away together.” A madman, that was what he was! And he might be dangerous. He looked as though he would be dangerous. Toby raised frightened eyes, “Please!” she said. “You’re hurting my arm—” She tried again to draw away, but the man chuckled knowingly. “Oh, no!” he leered. “You’re not going to get away from me this time. Come on we’ve got to hurry.” He took a step forward, pulling at her arm roughly. Panic-stricken, Toby forgot caution. She forgot everything except that somehow she must get away from this insane man. “No!” she cried. “No—!” And then a figure hurled itself between her and the stranger. A voice snapped, "Take your hands off that girl!” It was Marty Hiatt! Toby had’ no time to wonder where he had come from. Marty was there, beside her. She cried, “Oh, Marty, make him go away! Make him go!” tt tt * BUT the man with the gleaming eyes refused to move. Instead he said to Hiatt menacingly, “Look out!” A hand moved toward his pocket. Hiatt, quicker, shot a fist toward the man’s jaw. There was a scream, the sound of someone running and suddenly Toby found herself surrounded by people, staring at her curiously, talking excitedly. A policeman pushed his way into the crowd. “Here!” he said, “What’s going on?” “Watch out!” Marty Hiatt said. “He may have a gun ” The stranger, however, was suddenly docile. He rubbed his chin, whimpering, as the policeman searched his pockets. “No gun,” the officer announced. “Now then, what’s it all about?” Toby felt a hand on her shoulder and turned. Harriet was beside her. “Oh,” Toby breathed. “I’m glad you’re here, Harriet.” “I’ve been here for five minutes,” Harriet said, "but it took me this to get to you.” She slipped an arm around the other girl. "What in the world happened, Toby? Who is that terrible person?” tt tt a “T DON’T know.” Tears of reJL lief shone in Toby's eyes. She tried to wipe them away. “I don’t know anything about him, except that he must be crazy—” It was more than an hour afterward that the girls heard the full story. They had been allowed to go home in a cab when Hiatt and the stranger set off for the police station with the officer. Toby tried to tell Harriet what had happened. “I looked for you,” she said, "and you weren’t in sight. Then I stopped to look at the store window—” “They had some new square-toed pumps at Vandejimeyer’s.” Harriet explained. “I went in to try them on, and then I came out and ran into Marty. And a good thing, too! We both knew something was wrong the minute we saw you. Say —Marty certainly socked that fellow, didn't he?” “He certainly did. I don’t think I was ever gladder to see any one in my life than whei I saw Marty.” “He ran ahead of me. 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“T SHOULD think you would have X been. Are you sure It’s the same fellow you saw that other time, the one who followed you?” Toby nodded. “I’m sure of It. Oh, Harriet, if it hadn't been for Marty—!” “Somebody else would have come along,” Harriet said confidently. “I don't suppose the man was really dangerous, but I can certainly understand why you were frightened.” Hiatt telephoned and presently dropped into bring them a report. The stranger had been identified. He was the same one who. two years before, had followed a motion picture actress about, persisting that she was his fiancee. He had been arrested and committed to an institution, but had since been released. "That was a little more serious—that iff air of the movie actress,” Hiatt said. “He had a gun then. Wasn’t a very good marksman, because all he hit was the shade of a floor lamp.” “Oh, Marty!” “Now, there isn’t anything for you to worry about,” Hiatt assured Toby. “They’ve got him locked up safely and he’s going right back to the place where they sent him before. He won’t find it so easy to get out again. By the way, his name is Jonas Huckleberry. What do you think of that?” tt tt it “TONAS HUCKELBERRY!” Both J girls spoke in chorus. “Why, yes.” Hiatt looked surprised. “Does that name mean anything to you?” “Does it?” They told him about the letter Toby had received, signed “Jonas Huckelberry.” “Have you got it around still?” Hiatt asked. “If you have, I’ll turn it over to the police.” But the letter written on pink notepaper had disappeared. Toby laughed about it, after Hiatt had gone. “So my first proposal,” she said, “was from a crazy man.” “Don’t worry. You’ll get plenty more.” The excitement over Jonas Huckelberry continued for a day or two. Newspapers printed reports of the affair, with pictures of Toby. She didn’t know how they got them. Bill Brandt telephoned and chided her about her “nut” admirer. Jay Hillyer showed more concern. He seemed satisfied later that there was no reason for further alarm, though he said to Toby, “If you get any more of those ‘fan letters’ let me know about it. We’ll have them investigated. You can’t afford to take chances.” tt tt tt AT the Model League office, Toby heard stories of other girls who had somewhat similar expe-

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riences. The league did everything possible to protect models, under no circumstances giving out names or addresses, checking telephone calls, occasionally even taking legal measures. Now and then, however, as in Toby’s case, this vigilance would be circumvented. Presently, every one forgot about Jonas Huckleberry. Harriet was busier than ever with her shopping, counting the days until Clyde would be Lack. She and Toby were to take part in a fashion show—an important one, for buyers. The show was to be given at a hotel and there was a rehearsal in the morning. As usual, the climax of the affair was to be a wedding scene. Harriet was chosen for the bride. • Toby had to leave the rehearsal for another appointment, and stopped at the apartment on the way back. There was a letter for Harriet and she dropped it into her purse. tt a tt SHE did not think of the letter again until near the close of the show. A maid was helping Harriet into the ivory satin wedding gown. Toby, waiting in her bridesmaid costume, turned suddenly. “Harriet,” she said, “you're the loveliest bride I’ve ever seen.” Harriet smiled. “It’s a beautiful dress, isn’t it?” “It is, and the way you look, wearing it, you’d certainly tempt any man into matrimony.” “But I don’t want any man. I want a certain one ” That was when Toby remembered the letter. Because, of course, it was from Clyde. She had recognized his handwriting. Toby said, “Heavens, darling, I brought you a letter and forgot all about it!” She went to her hand bag, rummaging through it and came back. “Here it is,” she saiij. “I’m terribly sorry I didn’t think of it sooner.” “That’s all right,” Harriet smiled as she tore open the envelope. Someone spoke to Toby and she crossed the room. It was several moments before she was back. She came up to Harriet, and stopped abruptly. “Harriet,” she exclaimed. “Harriet, what’s happened?” (To Be Continued) WINS SCHOOL’S AWARD City Student Gets Scholarship at Washington U. Times Special ST. LOUIS. Mo., April 14.—Harry Alfred May, Indianapolis student at Washington University here, today was announced winner of the school’s Vanßlarcom Scholarship. The son of Mrs. Virginia May, 2010 E. St. Clair-st, Indianapolis, he is to continue his work in English.

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Warren Central Seniors Give Play The Warren Central High School senior class is to present a play, “Golden Days,” Thursday and Friday nights in the school auditorium.

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Leading parts are held by Miss Beatrice Van Dyke, ,Miss Sue Lobb, Miss Lizzetta Parker, Miss Annabel Miller, Miss UJah Miller, Harold Glen Redmyer and Louis Wacker.

Pythian Groups to Meet Monday LEBANON, April 14.—Members of Knights of Pythias Lodges and Pythian Sisters Temples in Boone and adjoining counties are to meet

here Monday, April 20. Joe W. Todd, Hammond, grand chancellor; Mrs. Fern Beber, Fort Wayne, grand chief, and Mrs. Rachael Jones. East Chicago, grand senior, are to be honor guests. *

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Lions to Hear Richard Mill* “Current Problems” will be the subject of an address by Richard F. Mills at the luncheon of the Indianapolis Lions Club tomorrow at 1 the Hotel Washington.