Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 June 1936 — Page 6

FOR EASTMAN

ongress Fails to Renew Law; Railroads Get Free Hand.

BY NED BROOKS Times Special Writer WASHINGTON, June 17.—The ‘office of Transportation Co-ordi-nator Joseph B. Eastman passed out of existence today, and in the dash toward adjournment of Congress ~ the chances for its revival appeared remote. Eleventh-hour efforts in the Senate to continue the agency for another year with greatly curtailed authority were abandoned when - unforeseen opposition threatened a prolonged debate. House leaders

earlier had indicated a willingness.

to let the co-ordinator act expire, although President Roosevelt asked several weeks ago for its continuation. Abandonment of the office, which formed the keystone of the New Deal transportation program, left uncompleted Mr, Eastman’s threeyear efforts to point the way toward more economic operation of the railroads, and gave the carriers their long-sought opportunity to institute managerial reforms of their own. The railroads have contended that Mr. Eastman’s activity was hampering them in working out co-ordination projects, and have protested against the $1.50 a mile assessment for maintenance of the office. The emergency act of 1933 expired last midnight. Mr. Eastman’s term as a member of the Interstate Commerce Commission continues until 1937, and most of the experts in his corps will return to ICC positions. Last night, in an address at Urbana, Ill, the co-ordinator predicted “transportation improvements likely to amaze us all” and declared Federal regulation must be shaped to stimulate progress in all forms - of transportation.

COUNCIL CONSIDERS AIRPORT PURCHASE

Approval of $220,000 Fund Expected at South Bend

Times Special

SOUTH BEND, Ind, June 17—]|,,

Approval of a $20,000 appropriation today is expected by the St. Joseph County Council for purchase of the Bendix-Municipal airport. , Plans include employment of more than 60 men for’ a year to complete the improvements under Works Progress Administration. The council heard the proposal last night but deferred decision until a second reading today. R. H. Skiles, president of the St. Joseph Farm Bureau, urged the council to consider the purchase as they would any business matter. The - Farm Bureau group at one time planned a remonstrance against

vhe purchase, but no steps were}:

" taken. Ten days are allowed after the approval for taxpayers to file any Bppeal.

KILLED IN NEW AUTO

. War Veteran Dies in Car He Bought With Bonus. By United Press SOUTH BEND, Ind. June 17.— Fred Burgin, 38, Niles, Mich., his first wife in an automobile crash Feb. 16. He remarried June 3, buying furniture and a new automobile on the strength of his war service bonus. ~ Burgin was killed in an automobile collision less than 24 hours after receiving the bonus bonds.

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by Jean Seivwright

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE ELLO,” Natalie said briskly, drawing out a chair at the table at which Gail was sitting. “Having an early breakfast for a

lady of leisure, aren’t you? What's

the idea?”

ments,” Gail told her. “One of the real estate men I met yesterday told me I'd better decide on one soon, even though I don’t want possession until September.” “Bus. must be “improving,” Natalie nodded. She studied the menu a moment, and then asked, “What are you eating this morning» ° “Raspberries and cream, and!’ they're delicious. This is my second

- | dish!”

“All right.” Natalie turned to the waitress. “Bring me some raspberries and coffee and toast.” A uniformed messenger entered the dining room and approached the head waitress. “Look!” said Natalie. “There's a telegram for some one—why, he’s coming over here—" The messenger was beside them. “Miss Everett?” he asked, as he reached the table. “This is Miss Everett,” Natalie told him. As Gail took the envelope, opened it and unfolded the sheet inside, she went on. “Is it another fortune for you, Gail?”

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HE other girl read the telegram swiftly. “Well,” she announced, “I don't have to fly to Arizona. A codicil to my grandfather’s will has been found by some lawyer and Uncle Mark is now the owner of the Rancho Angelo. So that’s that!” “Why, Gail—what a shame! Can't you do something about it? Put in a claim? Maybe there's something crooked—" “No, I guess it’s all right.” Gail handed the telegram to her friend. “I may as well call Rosemary,” she went on, flight West is off. And I'll have to look for a job, too. It was sweet of Uncle Mark to send me such a handsome check for my eéxpenses on the trip, but I guess I may need the money for living expenses until I start earning something again. I don’t believe it's too early to call Rosemary right now—" Gail rose and went to one of the telephone booths at the far end of the dining room. “Well, what did Rosemary say?” Natalie asked when Gail had re-

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HE thinks I should take the trip anyway and get acquainted with my uncle, but of course I wouldn't do that.” “Did you speak to Dick, too?” “No, he’s on his way in town already.” “Oh-~going Yo take you around?” Natalie seemed interested. “No, but Rosemary said he’d probably call me and might take me to lunch. If I don’t turn up at your office you can thank him for getting rid of me!” Since Gail had lost her job she frequently lunched with Natalie and some of her girl friends. For a few mir at their newspapers. talie cried, “Listen. ‘Among the, passerngé I the Santa Lucia for “Buenos Aires are Don Luis Y Doro and his lovely bride, the former Lucille Travers.’” “Lucille married? But who is the man?” asked Gail. All at once she felt as though a load had been lifted from her heart.

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NEVER heard of him before,” Natalle said, idly turning the

minutes they glanced Suddenly Na-

pages of the newspaper, “but I'll bet

he has money. Lots of South Americans are very wealthy. Well, I suppose we won't hear any more about her until she decides to divorce him.” “Oh, Natalie, you don’t think she'd marry any one she didn't love!”

“and tell her our|°‘

“If you ask me, she's exactly the

| type to do that—especially since her father’s lost his money and she can’t |

go on living in luxury.” ~The lunch hour crowd had already to gather when Gail met Dick rles in the lobby of a fashionable

Totel. ‘I'm going to look at some apart-|;

“Well,” he greeted her enthusiastically, “I've got everything arranged for the frip!” “But, Dick, it's all off—! I called Rosemary this and told her. They've discovered a codicil to my grandfather's will that changes everything. The ranch doesn’t belong to me at all. It’s my uncle’s.” ss = : HAT!” Dick exclaimed, amazed. “But say—why give up the trip anyway? Don’t you want to go out and get acquainted with your uncle? After all, he’s your only relative and some of these days the ranch will be yours anyway.” “No, Dick:~ I've got to get to work again and the sooner I do, the belter.” When Gail smiled Dick knew that he would never forget the way her amber eyes danced. “Well, you know I don’t approve of your working, espzcially in the kind of work you've chosen. I don't like the environment and the people you have to work with.” “Maybe I'm not so fond of them either, Dick, but Miss Cranston used to say we must rise above our environment if we don’t fit into it!” Dick shook his head. “We'll you're going to play this afternoon, anyhow. I'm taking you for a sea voyage as soon as we finish lunch.” “Where?” asked Gail eagerly. “Wait until you isee.” It was not until they had reached South Ferry and entered the terminal that Gail realized they were going to the Staten Island ferry. There were not many passengers on

the boat and soon Dick and Gail|«

found a comfortable corner. 2 ” 2

OW do you like this?” Dick asked as they left the shore. “I think it's grand.” She glanced at the different boats in the harbor. “I feel as though I were starting on a trip across the Atlantic.” She drew in a deep breath of the tangy salt air. “Well, darling, I'm sailing to England in 10 days. Why don’t yog come with me?” : “7d love the trip,” Gail whispered, while Dick tightened his hold on her arm. Maybe, she thought, if she had never met Derek she would have ‘accepted his invitation. Maybe if Lucille had married the artist instead of the South American she might have consoled herself with Dick. But now—even though she should never meet Derek again, she could not marry Dick. Always in the background there would be the memory of the other man. “Then marry me, Gail, and make every one happy. Fatal words! “Oh, Dick dear, I —I can’t.” Gently releasing herself she walked slowly along the deck.

# #2.» AIL felt restless when she reached home. Her answer to Dick had been final this time. She knew he would never ask her to marry him again, and as she thought of the years stretching their

| gray length ahead she wondered if

she had been foolish. Suddenly she picked up her handbag and a sketch pad. She'd go to the library and make some sketches. She must think about starting work again. Work! Yes, that was the solution for loneliness and boredom. The fine arts room was not crowded and she found the books she wanted and a little table with

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no one seated at it in a secluded corner of the room. Gail started to make some drawings. How quiet it was! Surely the attendants tip-toed on rubber soles like the rubber-tired trucks they wheeled about. Quickly she made sketch after sketch, her eyes intent | on the before her. Suddenly she them. A young man was sitting opposite her. Her eyes looked straight into Dereks! For a tense

moment each appraised the other.|

Then Gail whispered, “Derek!” # = = JE leaned across the table and imprisoned both her hands in his. “Do you still love me, Gail?” he asked. “What a fool I've been! What can you think of me?” “I missed your letters.” “But you were going to marry Dick Searles. Lucille showed me a paragraph in a newspaper col- «+. I was sure it must be you.”

“Why didn’t you ask me? How could you think that after I'd given you my promise?” “Darling, forgive me! I loved you so I wanted you to have your happiness even if it broke my heart.” Tears glistened on Gail’s sunny eyelashes. - “Let's go, dearest!” Once more, as Gail walked along the avenue with Derek, her heart was singing happily. All the doubts that had tortured her were swept away. She told him gaily of the end of her career at Madame Lizette’s, of the fortune that had come to her and vanished like a fantastic dream. And then he spoke of Lucile. “Did you know Lucille was, going o amy that Argenunian?” he a

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O. I'd never heard of him.

Perhaps he was her secret love ” \

“An old man, rolling in money and crippled with rheumatism— surely not.” “Did you meet him?” “No, sweet, but just before they were married Lucille sent for her portrait and he sent me a huge check.” I thought there was some mistake and called up, but he said it was all right.” They had reached Central Park. At last they found a bench in a quiet corner of the park, and long after the sparrows had ceased to squabble for the night, they still'sat and talked. At last Dérek said, holding her close to his heart, “We’ll go to Arizona for our honeymoon and while you get acquainted with your uncle I'll paint pictures of the west, my Cinderella sweetheart!’

THE END.

“Runaway . Bride,” new serial story starting today on Page One,

will be continued here tomorrow.

The three Del Rios, billed as “the world’s tiniest people,” are appearing today at William H. Block Co. auditorium under auspices of the State Secretaries Association of Indiana, Order of the Eastern Star. Children of normal Spanish parents, they weigh only twice as much now as they did at birth. They are classed as infantile: leprahons, not midgets, and their press agent said they mature at 12 and have a life span of 35 years. Between shows they paid. a visit to The Indianapolis Times city room “just to see what a newspaper office

LINK SUICIDE VIGTIM TO INVENTOR'S DEATH

Police Base Probe on Similarity of Bullets.

By United Prcss EAST ORANGE, N. J, June 17— Two bullets that killed D. McFarlan Moore, the inventor who made television possible, were expected to fasten his slaying today on Jean

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inventor once adjudged insane, who committed suicide yesterday to escape arrest. Gebhardt, 35, shot himself when two policemen approached him in

looks like.” The ex-officio city editor on the telephone. is Paul Del Rio, who is 19. inches tall, weighs 15 pounds and. is 12 years old. His sisters, Trinidad (left) and Dolores are a little larger. They have 12 other brothers and sisters, all of normal size. “Being small,” they explained in squeaky voices, “is all right, but we have trouble climbing up stairs.” Mrs. Nellie M. Young is chairman of the committee arranging their appearance, and Mrs. Catharine Richardson is organization president.

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