Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 October 1936 — Page 26

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== day after the Chenault dance found Kate at home sgain and strangely restless. She said to the old servant in the mid"dle of the afternoon, “Go rest yourself, Althy, and let me do the iron-

ing!” “No, ma'am,” came the reply. “T's perticuler ‘bout my ironin’. You gO take a nap.” But Kate was not sleepy, in spite of the fact that she and her sister had risen quietly at 9 and driven home before the rest of the houseparty was awake. She said to Althy, “I'm anything but sleepy. I'm not hungry today either. Just jit-

“I reckon somethin’ went wrong at the party dance,” Althy commented shrewdly. “Was Mr. Morgan Prentiss actin’ up, maybe?”

ATE laughed. “He was for a while Althy, but afterward things were all right. That is—" she hesitated, “things were almost all right. Althy, what would you do if some woman tried to take Zeke away from you!” The old woman’s strong brown face took on a menacing look. “I'd make a little wax figure of ’er an’ throw it in the fire and melt it down, dat’s what I'd do! Or else I'd slash her with a sharp razor blade. I'd tend to ’er!” “But that sort of stuff’s not civlized,” Kate said reprovingly. Actually she was not as horrified as Caroline would have been. Kafe often prodded Althy and Zeke fo glimpse the primitive Africa that lay just under the crust. Something primitive and reckless in her own nature responded, even while she scolded them. At this moment a commotion ‘among the fowls in the yard sent Althy hurrying outdoors, and Kate took up the iron to finish a halfironed sheet.

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ATE, as she worked, thought of the electric iron and sweeper and _ refrigerator that had been theirs at Meed 'Meadows. Those things that

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mountaineer’s property now, she re“membered resentfully. Jeff How- ~ ard’s. The Major had sold them to . him, along with the lamps, because “Rickety House” was not wired. Had . he set up housekeeping decently, she wondered. Or was he merely living there with his dogs, like a camper in a shack? She recalled his big, loose-knit frame, his narrowed eyes and disdainful smile, his ‘drawling mountain voice that seemed to say more than it uttered, less than it meant. How she hated him! For days the hatred would lie dor- = mant; then it would come seething up to leave her wild and shaken with its force. She whispered now, in honest dismay, “I hate him more than I love ( . How can that be?” The ~ mountaineer had become a giant in her path. At times she could not see around him. Caroline came into the kitchen in kimono and ‘bedroom slippers. The smooth ash-colored hair that she usually wore in a knot was now plaited in two childish braids. Kate was struck anew by the calmness and sweetness of this little sister who was two years her senior, yet - seemed infinitely younger.

AROLINE'S face was flushed from her nap. “Hello, Kate honey. Let me help you Where's

Kate said, “No help. Just sit. I think Althy’s killing a snake. The chickens were making an awful ) after she went out I

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and the table with her hands. “Yes” she said violently. “It's still there! It's on Howard's Our silver—!” Caroline realized her excitement. “Don’t take it that way, 1 only told you because I thought it was a good story. I'd never have repeated it if I'd known you'd go to pieces like this—" » » ” “¥'M not going to pieces!” Kate stormed, which proved to Caroline that she was. “Where's Gran’dad? Where's Zeke? I'll find out if this thing's true or not—" Althy entered the Kitchen with an air of importance. “Done kilt a snake a yard long,” she pronounced. “Hung im up head downwards fer i luck, devilish thing. He was in the chicken house doah. I fix im!” “Are you sure the thing's dead?” Caroline asked with a shudder. “I hate having even a snake die by inches.” “He’s daid all right,” Althy assured her. She was about to go into gruesome details when Kate interrupted her impatiently. “Never mind that, Althy, Where's Gran’dad?” Althy was resentful. Jt was not every day that she killed a snake. “Major Sam's jus’ went in de front door,” she said sullenly. “I reckon he went to get hisself a nap in de parlor. Leave ‘m ’‘lone.” “Hell have to talk to me first,” Kate replied. Caroline followed her, genuinely alarmed over the bitter excitement her story had aroused in Kate. She felt that her grandfather would be upset, too.

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HEY found the old gentleman seated in a chair, gently swishing at a fly with his ancient panama hat. Kate exclaimed, “Did you ever hear anything about any buried silver over at the old place, Gran’dad?”

Major Meed stopped swishing and looked at her. “I thought I told Zeke to keep his mouth shut about that dream. I'd like to whack his black hide for him! That silver’s gone forever.” “Oh,” replied Kate thoughtfully. “So there really is some lost silver. And you've had a dream about: it, too! That makes it an omen.” “Omen, my foot!” exclaimed the

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this way. Ma had a sick child to tend. “My father was off: at war and most of the slaves: had left.

wrapped the silver in some old velvety curtains and told Pompey, the butler, to bury it quick. She pointed out a spade to him in the flower-bed and told him to bury the stuff under a tree either in the back yard or orchard. ‘Dig deep,’ she said, ‘and put the sod back carefully!” She went upstairs then to see the sick child, and that’s: the last she thought of it for a month, for little John died of typhoid, and she just gave herself up to her grief. Pompey himself left the day the soldiers came through. He just laid down some pans he was scouring, they said, took off his apron and walked off with the troops. But they don’t think he ever betrayed the family about the silver. He was honest and loyal. Pompéy’s only - fault was being lazy——" The girls listened to their grandfather intently. To Caroline it was merely a sweet old romance, colored with sadness. To Kate it was a tale “to be continued.” Already she was plotting.

(To Be Continued)

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Tne OFFICER PERRIN was the handsomest man on the force. In the locker room at the Third District station house, he carefully smoothed the ripples of his blond hair, at the same time enjoying in the mirror the straight perfection of his nose. Then, adjusting his cap at its most becoming- angle, he turned to Officer McCully, who was changing to mufti. “Well, Muggs,” he inquired patronizingly, “what are you going to do on your day off—sleep it out?” Officer McCully grinned. Everybody called him “Muggs,” and he appreciated the aptness of the name as well as any one else. He had a cheerful, friendly face, but there was certainly no beauty in it. ”» » » OPE,” he said. “Planning to go on a little picnic—me and Jennie.” | At the girl's name, a little convulsive quirk disturbed Officer Perrin’s perfect countenance. He had never got over the jolt he had experienced when the lovely Jennie had spurned his proffered hand and announced that the man of her choice was Michael McCully. “Oh, yes—Jennie,” he said casually. “I guess you'll be marrying the girl before long now, eh?”

“I—I don’t know about that. You see, Jennie's got pretty high ideas. She's got her heart set on me getting to be a sergeant—claims she'll not marry me until I get to be

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“C0?” Officer Perrin showed mild interest. “Well; Connor retires next month—that’ll be a cancy.”“No,” he said. “I'll just have to talk Jennie out of her notion.” He slammed the door of his locker, crammed a felt hat over his mass of rust-colored hair and left the building. Officer Perrin watched until he saw the felt hat pass the window. Then, going to McCully’s locker— Muggs never went to the bother of locking it—he ved McCully’s coat. From the coat he removed Mc-

.| Cully’s shield. No. 13 it was.

He gripped the shield in his hand, looking at it for several moments, as he turned a scheme over in his mind. Possibly, Jennie could be brought to see things in the proper light even yet. : After a cautious glance over

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sumed weakly, “posssibly you don’t know who I am.” “Possibly I don’t give a hang,” he retorted. : He removed his cap to get his book of tickets. Again Mrs. Glasgow found herself staring. That glossy blond hair! Still, he was impudent, and had better be put in his place. ” #® ” - “ AM Mrs. Glasgow,” ‘she informed him icily. “My husband is the police commissioner.”” “So what?” Perrin’s fine profile was unperturbed. \ : “Why—why—T'll report you!” she said indignantly, looking at his shield. “Shield No. 13—I'll remember that!” it eid ” i » = HUCKLING inwardly, he Started off with a great roar. He could see’ Muggs’ face, with the grin no longer on it, as. he explained to Jennie that, instead of getting a promotion, he had got himself kicked off the force. Fo “The impudence!” Mrs. Glasgow was saying to herself. Then she saw the motorcycle swerve around her car and proceed down the avenue. She sat there looking affer Officer Perrin; his handsome’ back .arched over the machine. Suddenly, her face melted info a bit of a smile. She sighed. ey Thies Says Jater, Officer Perrin, entering the Jlocker-room, st short in puzzlement. Sopped ou HE room was full of hilarious policemen. In the center of the group was Muggs, wearing the old familiar grin and a new I-can’t-believe-it look in his eyes, as if he ‘had just been left a fortune. The men were pounding him on fhe

back. : The lieutenant was there. He was Fepeniing the news that had caused

“It’s the truth, boys,” he was saying. “Muggs is going to be your new sergeant when Connors retires next month! I got it straight from the chief.. His wife put in a plug for M yes, sir! ‘The chief knows better than to go against that old gal!” Muggs shook head, still grinning. “Honest, ugh, I don’t remember stopping her like she said.”

2 » = BT get this, boys,” the lieutenant whooped. “Here's the pay-off: She told the chief she'd like to see Officer No. 13 made a

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