Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 October 1936 — Page 21

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FLAPPER FANNY

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OUT OUR WAY | By Williams MIGHTY NICE OH, DON'T GET ME WRONG —1I'M x OF YOU, GOLDY, MERELY TAKING ADVANTAGE i] EAT'N' ALL YOUR OF AN' OPPORTUNITY. THE ONLY A MEALS HERE TIME THE CONSUMER EVER GETS AN' BRINGIN' € A BREAK IS WHEN A BUNCH OF KIDS ~ HELPIN'! SAPS START A BUSINESS! THEY OUR BUSINESS! QUICKLY GO BROKE, BUT IN THE YOU WOULDN'T MEANTIME, A FEW CONSUMERS

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BEGIN HERE TODAY - Kate and Caroline Meed live on a ) Grass farm with their grandfather, Sam Meed, and two old Negro

she said. “Let's go outside.” “Try and find a place,” Morgan replied. ‘The porch is full. So's the yard—"

ATE said boldly, “Our old car’s parked beside the garage—"

lids. She blinked them back and smiled up at him intimately and said, “Bill, I'm going to save the in Athy and Zeke, Kale is en Sapper dance and intermission for to handsome Morgan Prentiss, you if you want me to.

2 neglects her for Eve Elwell, beau- ¥ nn

fife! and wealthy. “ " Major Meed has mortgaged the farm ANT you to!” he repeated,

| family, they felt—yet they took the

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dered about in pairs until it was

| Kate and Caroline knew. that most

a ~ small dance of its own before guests

a the mortgage is foreclosed by Jef ¢ ard, a bitter young mountaineer. Jeff decides to seftle among the Blue Grass people, whom he hates. ate encounters Jeff and, in her resentiment, treats him rudely. He re#ponds with insolence. The Meeds move ‘inte a dilapidated’ tenant house and Kate paints the name, “Rickely House,” on the mail box. The girls are invited to the home of Cynthia Chenault, for a dance. The “Major, left alone, dreams of the valu“able Meed silver, buried in an unknown Spot. " NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER TWELVE

and held her uncomfortably close. Kate was miserable and bored. She wished she were dead. Eventually Morgan came to dance with Kate. He found her artificially animated. She found him courteously evasive. Kate said,

1 smiling too brightly into his eyes,

“However did you and Eve happen to get ether? I thought she was coming with that Lexington man.” Morgan replied, “She was. But he got himself in a smash-up today. Wrecked his car and couldn't

1 YNTHIA came io meet Kate 4 and Caroline and made the introductions as casually as if she had been checking off a laundry list. There were not so many, after all. Only another girl beside Cyn- " thia—an attractive New Englander ~ with an accent that interested the _ gisters—and four young men in the "last stages of college. Two were rom Dartmouth, two from the Uniyersity of Pennsylvania. Cynthia immediately offered gcockfails in her careless way. “We're only allowed two weak ones each,” she told the group. “It's Dad's ruie. ‘He made it up all by himself.” Kate and Caroline were not accustomed to drinking—the Major's imbibing being quite enough for one

little glasses now and sipped the mixture hopefully, anxious for that ‘erasure of self-consciousness which is a cocktails greatest asset. Pres- ~ ently it came and they sat down at a card table to be diverted by sec-ond-rate card tricks performed by the two young men from Dartmouth. » » »

OON {food replaced cards. SomeJ one spread a linen cover on the table and brought silver and iced- ~ tea and plates of hearty food. . Cynthia called - across the room, “Relatives not allowed at the same table!” but the Meed girls refused

The very large young man called Bill boomed at Cynthia, " “Don’t think of separating ’em! Snuff and I are trying to decide which is the best lookin'!” At which Snuff called out, “I've already decided!” and looked glowingly at Caroline. Every one laughed and Caroline’s fragile face grew rosy. It was a little public triumph for her, Kate thought, watching her sister laughing into Snuff’'s eyes, “Caroline needs more of this sort of thing! She's about to turn into an old maid at 23. People around here take her too much for granted!”

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get here. Eve enlisted me.” Just the barest outlines. . No details. He softly hummed the tune that the orchestra was playing. His thoughts seemed: remote. They danced on and on. Through two entire numbers. Kate felt that he wanted to be rid of her. She found herself praying, “Lord, make somebody cut in, so he’ll think I'm popular! Make somebody cut in—"

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OBODY cut jin. Kate had burned her bridges a year ago. She was Morgan Prentiss’ girl, and she hadn't taken, care to hide it. , . . She saw Johnnie Baird crossing the floor. She smiled at him, remembering that he used to drive four miles to see her when she was 17. Johnnie smiled back, but kept to his course. He cut in on Eve Elwell and had time to

her before some other man claimed her. , .. Kate said to Morgan, “Eve's getting a rush tonight.” “Always does,” Morgan answered, which made Kate's observation sound critical rather than complimentary. Kate's cheeks burned. Her heart was heavy. She thought, “So this is the way you feel when your lover's slipping away!” Suddenly she couldn’t bear it.. She couldn’t bear the feeling that Morgan was a thousand miles away while his arm was around her. She couldn’t bear the way he kept moving in close to Eve, calling bits of nothing to her as she passed. She couldn't bear the way Eve was encouraging him, flirting with him. . .. “Let's stop dancing, Morgan!”

dance a dozen exciting steps with |

She walked out of the room and out of the house, willing him to follow. He came. She led the way to the back yard, past the back porch, down the brick walk to the parked car. She opened the rear door ‘and got in. He followed . . . . “Now- kiss me!” she said with a small shaky laugh that was not as bold as her actions. Morgan complied. The role of the tender, ardent lover came back to him. Kate quivered happily as he kissed her eyelids and pressed her cheek against his own. Music and laughter came drifting out to them. Honeysuckles and fence-roses filled the air with fragrance. Even a cooling lover must be inspired: by such a setting, but this did not occur to Kate. She only felt that she had miraculously found Morgan again and that her fears had been stupid dreams. Presently the screen of the back porch swung open and a serving man picked up a freezer of ice cream and carried it into the kitchen,

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# EAVENS!” Kate said. “Supper already? 1 had no idea. We must go back, Morgan—1I've promised one of Cyn’s men— youll be having to look after Eve, too—”" Yet she stayed a moment longer in his arms and laughed happily when he said, “Damn Cynthia's man! And Eve, too! - This is more important—" She took him into the house again, as he knew she would. He had finessed and won. Much later, just before ' dawn, when Kate and Caroline were getting sleepily into bed, Kate said contritely, “Did. you have a good time, darling? I completely lost track of you.” “Wonderful,” Caroline answered. “Not a rush like Cyn and Eve had, of course, but a good steady pace. Snuff hung around—" “I'm so glad, honey,” Kate said happily. “Any gossip?” “Yes,” Caroline told her, “but I'm too sleepy to go into it now. Remind me tomorrow to tell you something old Mrs. Dodd Chenault told me. It's about a silver tea service.”

(To Be Continued)

a HERE,” said Col. Harkness, “that’s done, and I hope great

| FTER the informal -meal was |800d Will come of it, suh.”

over, the house party wan-

time to dress. The dance was set

He laid down his pen and pushed the paper he had just signed toward the man who sat on the oppo-

for nine. Cynthia insisted that they |Site side of his huge desk. The man,

all be ready, although she and

of the guests would follow the time‘honored southern custom of arriving an hour late. . . . This proved to be the case. After the orchestra tuned up,-the house party had a

began drifting in. ~ Kate said to big Bill from Dart- ~ mouth, who had just told her how sweet she looked in the sea-blue taffeta, “Just wait! Youll meet ~ girls so much prettier than I am that you'll look back on me as just an appetizer!” Her eyes over Bill's shoulder were watching the newcomers. She had told Morgan Prentiss that she ‘was spending the night here. He, in his tenderly vague way, had complained, “That means I can't drive out and get you. Bad arrangement, honey. Change it.” She had explained that she couldn't, “because of Caroline.” . Caroline had no date. If’ Kate would go with her into Cynthia's for the night, then Caroline's cour‘age would be bolstered. Morgan had replied to this. “What are you, Caroline's nurse?” (He was no longer vague. No longer gallant.) “Let Caroline look out for herself. ‘She's old enough.”

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had almost been a quarrel, but Kate believed she had made him ‘understand. She had said to him at parting, “I'll see you at Cynthia's, It'll be almost as if we came together—" . . . and now she was looking for Morgan, counting on him as her own special squire, remembering ‘that she had asked him to ‘come early.” . Then she saw him. He was lightIng a cigarette in the hall and wearing new flannels. He looked hand‘some and casual. Even across the ‘width of the room you could detect ¢ arrogance of his nostrils, the ‘self-assured lift of his head. Kate hought, “He's conceited!” Yet the alization did not disgust her. It limulated her, rather, and excited She told herself proudly, “He's e outstanding than these eastern Ss. He has everything. . . .” ‘She caught his eye. She lifted the d that rested on the unsuspectDartmouth shoulder and waved fingers childishly. Morgan led tenderly in return, but he not come to her, . . . His . broke their rendezvous with and turned toward the stairs,

= » 3 ” VE ELWELL was coming down. ' She was wearing pale yellow n, cut on clinging lines, and bo jewelry, Her wheathair crowned her head in contrived ringlets which clid in curly bangs across her head. The effect was a theatri-. sophistication. She seemed not e a pretty girl at an informal but a light opera queen en‘2 hotel foyer. } stag line was drawn toward as surely as steel filings are to a magnet. Through the’ of men at the foot of the jan Prentiss moved delib-

a Mr. Barbour of New York, took up the paper, folded it neatly, and placed it in his brief case. The transaction which they had just completed, here in the library of the Harkness mansion, was a utility merger involving more -than fifty million dollars. “Ah—before you go, Mr, Barbour,” the Colonel said pleasantly, “let us toast our little deal with one of Jasper's excellent concoctions. Jasper!” - id » FTER considerable delay, a stoop-shouldered old Negro appeared and shuffled clumsily to the Colonel's side. “You call, Cun'nel?” “Yes,” said the other sternly. “About an hour ago. Mix us two of your extra specials, Jasper, and hurry!” “Yassah, Cun’nel.” They waited quite a Jong time for Jasper’s return, and Mr. Barbour began to show impatience. The Colonel was on the point of going in search of. his houseman when the truant finally appeared, bearing two glasses upon a tray.

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“YASPER,” the Colonel scolded, “where have you been?” “I'm sorry, Cun'nel, suh, I'm ve'y sorry, but I spilt the fust glasses when I dropped the tray. I—" “Never mind, Jasper,” the Colonel interrupted. ‘You're impossible!” As he and Mr, Barbour were sipping their drinks, the Colonel remarked, ‘“‘Jasper’'s an ace card at getting these things together—a master, suh. But he is undoubtedly the most awkward man I ever saw.”

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R. BARBOUR had been gone scarcely an hour when Jasper appeared again in Colonel Harkness’ study and announced another caller. “A man, suh,” said Jasper, with puzzling concern. “A man wit’ a funny look on his face and a ’culia shine to his eyes.” “Your powers of observation are much better disciplined than your hands and feet, Jasper,” the Colonel observed ‘dryly. “However, show him in.” Jasper turned reluctantly and left the room. The visitor proved to be a total stranger. And as Jasper hag said, he was, indeed, a queer sort, squirming in his chair, and glancing furtively toward the door and windows. He turned suddenly to face the Colonel and leaned far over across the desk. td = »

TT Smith,” he announced in a

brittle voice, “and I happen to know that, just a while ago, you

pleted a deal. Well, youll never see it through!” \

EXTRA SPECIAL

By Charles W. Crawford Daily Short Story

and a man named Barbour com-|

into his eyes. Here, obviously, was a demented man, entirely beyond the reach of reasoning. The Colonel had half a mind to shout for Jasper, but relinquished the thought immediately, realizing that the poor, clumsy fellow would probably succeed only in getting himself shot. Guessing his thought ‘with uncanny precision, the stranger laughed harshly. : “Go ahead and call your butler. He can fix us something to drink before we finish. our business.” “Very well,” the Colonel agreed weakly, “Jasper!”

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N the fleet second that he glanced toward the door, he saw a shadow disengage itself from the others and retreat hastily. A moment later, a voice called hollowly from the kitchen. “Yassah, Cun’nel. Comin’.” “When Jasper appeared, looking drawn and shaky, the Colonel said, quite casually, “Mix us two of your extra specials, Jasper.” After some 10 minutes, Jasper returned to find the stranger standing with his right hand in his coat pocket, while the Colonel sat silently at his desk. Jasper placed the tray on the corner of the desk and removed the two glasses with a trembling hand, setting one near the Colonel, and the other near the stranger. This done, he backed slowly toward the door and stood there, rigidly attentive.

» » o HE man looked curiously at the Negro, then advanced toward the proffered glass. Colonel Harkness then reached for his, but the stranger checked him with a sharp command. “Hold on there! I don't like that look on your butler's face. I think

he's been up to something.” With a quick movement, he exchanged his glass for the one which Jasper had so carefully assigned to the Colonel. “There,” he said with satisfaction, “let's drink to your health.” He seated himself. Colonel Harkness looked at Jasper. The Negro’s eyes clung to his with silent entreaty. “Don’t drink it Cun'nel, suh,” the eyes said. “I done dope dat stuff fo’ dis rascall.”

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said practically as much to Mr. Smith. He said, mockingly, “Have you forgotten your manners, Colonel Harkness? Drink.” The Colonel looked at the glass, and again at the quaking Jasper. “Never mind him,” the stranger said. “Drink.” A moment later, two empty glasses stood together on the desk. The man cleared his throat. “Well,” he said, “I guess now we'll transact our business.” He rose, then suddenly reeled drunkenly, and clutched the desk.

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