Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 June 1937 — Page 14

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by EUGENIA MACKIERNAN

| CAST OF CHARACTERS CORAL RANDAL, heroine and senior at Elion College. ~ DAVID ARMSTRONG, Elton chemistry professor and Coral’s husband. DONNA ALLEN, Coral’s sorority roommate. HOYT fiance, |

MARQUIS, Coral’s one-time

Yesterday: Ceral tells David she bas invited] Hoyt to Elton and David leaves her affier a severe quarrel.

i CHAPTER FIVE OAL heard but little of the first 20 minutes of the weekly assembly program. Her eyes were focused on David, sitting between Prof.| Bendorfi and Prof. Maxwell, on the | platform. Four days had passed since their quarrel and he hzd not recognized her, outside of monosyllabic words in the classroom| in all/that time. vain fo catch his eye, to smile at him | . . give some token that she, at leist, had not changed. He did not sce her, or if he did, ignored her. § “Wy has this had to happen?” Coral thought. “Why. did we quarrel when we have been so happy?” She |vondered idly why David and the iwo senior professors of the chemistry department were sitting on tle platform today. She thought for 2 moment of the thing of which Davii had. hinted, the work he had been doing! in the laboratory, then dismissed the idea. If he had made a difcovery important enough to be publicly announced-he would have told her . . . surely he would have broken the barrier of silence between them for such a momentous thin.

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rR reverie was interrupted then H and she stood up automatjcall? with the people around her, as tne president of the university came out on the platform. When she sat down she was more and mote curious. There was something exciting to be revealed this morning. There must be. President Norton appeared at the student assemblies but seldom. What was it? She waited eagerly for him to speak. { For interminable minutes Presi‘der't Norton spoke of plans for commencement, of a distinguished lecturer who was coming to the university, of a new ruling to be put in effict among the freshmen. Then he paused, and Coral leaned forwad in her seat, feeling certain thei the next announcement was thd one for which she had been wal sing.

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“HE deep, resonant 3 President Norton broke the si ler ce in the auditorium once again “I have another announcement t mace, “he said. “One which will be of deep interest not only tg us at Elton, but to the country a laige . .. indeed to the whole world Through the brilliant and untirin work of three of our faculty them bérs, men i chemistry, a commercially process for the extraction of gol frém sea water has been discov

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‘The idea is not new in itself; bi: previously the cost of the ops: eration has been greater than the value of the gold received. The nsw process of extraction, which iz its details must still remain 2a sieret to the world at large, makes it not only possible but practical th tap the great wealth of gold ad other precious metals, includig silver and plgtinum, known th exist in dilute -form in the vaters of the seven seas. This grocess also makes easier and less expensive the ‘extraction of brotine from: sea water. romine, as students in the chemistry departtrent know, is important in the mmanufacture of antiknock gasoEne. ‘ 2 " 2 |

IT has been many years since a LL discovery of such | significance 1ias been made here at Elton, not in fact since the electrolysis experiments of Prof. Sanderson in the carly years of this century. I am oroud, indeed, to present to you the three men who through their senius and industry have brought

“ame to themselves and thus to El-

‘bn, and who have given the world 2 gift of greater knowledge; Prof. Arthur Maxwell, Prof. Andre Bendorff and Prof. David Armstrong.” The big auditorium boomed with zpplause as the three men rose somewhat diffidently to their feet. Coral, her hands clasped together, her. eyes alight with pride and excitement, could not applaud. Her oride and happiness were too great Jor that. She did not wonder now why David had not told her, but thought only of his achievement, of how wonderful it was that he should stand there, young and confident, ‘the professional equal of these men, his elders in years and experience. David’. . . her’ David ... . Was a creat man. And he would be greatsr still. This was only the begin‘ning. He would go on Irom this to ‘ areater discoveries . . t6 a highor, single prominence in, the precise ‘world of science he lovec so well.

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ROF. MAXWELL spoke brieflly, thanking them for their applause, explaining in greater detail the work the new process would . expedite. Then Prof. Bendorfi spoke in his polite, accented English. Coral heard neither of them, . for her eyes and her thoughts were riveted upon David. N%w that the first flurry of excitement was over, she was wondering why he had not told her of the discovery before the | public announcement, as he had | promised to do. Had their quarrel gone so deeply into him that . he felt she would be no longer | interested in hi® work? Did he no longer trust her? Her heart was frightened. Surely this was not ithe end |. . . this jealous tiff of | theirs? She had not meant the : harsh things she had said. It was only foolish pride and quick anger that had spoken that day in

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3 the laboratory. David must certainly have understood that. . Or had he really shut her out of his life, sure that she loved someone else?

” un 2 ER mind stopped there as David rose to add a few remarks to those already made by his coworkers. She studied his face intently, trying to find there some trace of an emotion as he looked toward her unseeingly. : “If he would only show something,” she thought desperately. = “If I could see love or hate or even contempt in his face I would know where I stand. But that stony look tells me nothing. When he looks in my direction his face goes ad, loses even | the sign of recognition. He acts las if I were the one person at Elton to whom he was a stranger.” And yet, as she was, with pride in him. knew, the pride of possession. Could she ever give him up? Could she forget him if he asked her to do it? And she knew then, as she asked herself those questions, that ‘her love for David was a love for always. That no stormy winds of human emotion or fate could even bend the sturdy tree of her love which had rooted so deep in her, heart that no hurricane could displace them. She started from her reverie as the orchestra began to play the Alma Mater. The students stood together singing, and Coral sang, too. The song, dear to her and full ‘of happy memories combined with the thoughts of a moment ago, and her eyes filled with tears. As the music ended and she left the auditorium with the rest she wiped her eyes. “I'm a sentimental idiot,” she thought to herself. “Everything will come out all right. I know it will.” But even these words| could not banish the chill in her heart as David walked down the steps past her without speaking or even turning his head in her direction.

hurt and exasperated her heart was high It was, she

2 un 2 S she walked along the gravel path which led from the assembly hall to the building in which her next class met, Donna joined her. “I suppose you're feeling pretty set up about your boyfriend, Coral,” she said. Coral looked at her, a little surprised, for her tone was friendlier than it had been since she had discovered the marriage license. She

| had enjoyed lording it over Coral,

making her do lessons for her and cover up her misdemeanors, but now her tone and her look showed her eager to be friendly, to make up their differences. Coral smiled. “Of

course I am,” she said. “Who wouldn't be proud.” Donna spoke curiously. “Well, even at that, you don’t sound. over enthusiastic. Have you two had a fight or something? I haven't seen you around together much since you came back from vacation.”

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” AVID'S been awfully busy, you know, working on this,” Coral put her off. “Of course,” Donna said. Then, “Give me a fill-in on this discovery, Coral. You know how stupid I am. I don’t seem to understand just what it’s all about.” Coral laughed. “I can’t tell you much more than you heard this morning, Donna. You know, they are keeping the process a secret for awhile, so that no unscrupulous individuals can make use of it, and all that any of us will know till they disclose it is what we heard this morning and what the newspaper articles will say, which will be substantially the same thing President Norton told us.” “Don’t you know Coral? You niust. I'm sure Prof. Armstrong told you. Tell me what it is. Maybe I'll understand better then.” She was trying hard to keep the eagerness out of her voice. She must know the details of the process. She must. That, or lose everything she cared about in life as she lived it. “David didn’t tell me the process, Donna.” Coral could have bitten her tongue out. Now Donna would know they had quarreled, would mock her.

the process,

UT- Donna was thinking of only one thing. Her voice wheedling.

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“Oh, Coral, he did, too. Don’t try |

to fool little, old Donna. Come on, palsie, don't be so mean. Let me in on the secret. I want to understand all about this business. I'm tired of seeming so stupid to everyone.” “Donna, truly, I haven't the dimmest notion about’'that process. And if I did. I couldn't tell you until the permission to do so was given me. In a thing like this one must be awfully careful to.void the theft, of the process.” Donna’ gentleness fell from her like a cloak. “Coral, I want to know that process. You tell me, or you'll wish you had!” “I swear I don’t know it, Donna!” “You're a liar,” Donna spat out, “and some day maybe you'll wish you'd told me.” She ran angrily ahead into the building, leaving Coral staring concernedly after her. Why was Donna so anxious to know that process?

(To Be Contined)

Daily Short Story

CLOSE SHAVE—By Scott Corbett

HE funny part of it was that, yesterday afternoon, I had just

| finished a book all about poisoning

called “Poison and Poisoners Through the Ages,” and my mind was full of the subject already, before anything happened. It's funny how things tie in together that way sometimes, ain’t it? But, as I was going to say, things were pretty quiet in the Silver Room last night, and I was whiling away the time polishing glasses, when this young fellow came up to the bar. He was pale as a ghost and locked like he was sick and hurt all over., I mean the kind of hurt: like something was on his mind that was tearing him to pieces —something to do with a woman. I know the look—I ought to, after 30 years behind the bar. “Straight Scotch and a chaser,” he said. = n ” SET the shot glass and a bottle in front of him and got his water. He picked up the bottle to pour, but the way his hand was shaking, he couldn't have poured into a bucket. He looked at me with a crooked smile. “Maybe you better pour it,” he said. I poured it a little short, so he'd have a fair chance of getting 1t all in his mouth instead of down his shirtfront. He managed the trick without ruining any laundry, and then he set down the glass and looked at me again with that crooked smile. He didn't touch his water. “Do I look as bad as I feel?” he asked. “Well,” I told him frankly, “if you feel as ‘bad as you look, you feel pretty bad.” He nodded and stared down at his water glass, -putting his fingers around it and running his thumb up and down the side, slow, like he was thinking something over. 2 un 2 1 felt this bad for a week,” he said. Then, he leaned close and said, “See that girl in the green dress sitting over there at that table with the light-hajred fellow?” I knew which one he was talking about. Before he came in, I'd been taking in this girl’s profile, which would have been perfect if it hadn't been for the unhappy way her moutk. drooped. So, naturally, 1 was surprised for a minute when I looked at her this time and saw she was now acting bright and gay and chatty. When I say acting, I mean acting—and it wasn’t such a very good act, either. She had a strained look. “Sure, I see her,” I said. “Well, up to a week ago, we were engaged.” “Oh? so good.” “We had a quarrel. .I guess we're both pretty proud—or maybe she just doesn’t care. At least, she seems to be having a good enough time tonight.” He laughed bitterly. “But

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for my part, I've been miserable ail

week, and I can’t go on feeling the way I do.” All the time, he was looking sicker than ever, and now he sneaked a little white envelope out of his pocket. What's the word in that book describing the way a servant emptied poison from a ring into the guest of honor’s wine? I got it on the tip of my tongue— Furtive! That's it. The young fellow was furtive about it. He kept the little envelope covered with his hand while he tore off a corner and emptied some white powder from it into his water. 2 ” 2

“Yy NEVER thought I would come to this,” he mumbled, more like he was talking to himself than to me, “but the way I feel. ...” I stared at him pretty pop-eyed, I guess. It didn’t seem possible he could really be thinking of. . .. But then, young fellows unlucky in love do crazy things. - “I guess, though, I'm not the first one love has affected this way,” he went on. “I understand it’s quite a common result of letting it get you down.” : He picked up the glass. “Well,” he said, “here's to love!” I got pretty excited about then. You can’t have customers knocking themselves off right at the bar! “Hey, wait a minute!” I yelled, and I reached out and grabbed hold of the glass. “You can't take poison in here!” The girl heard me—I guess everybody in the place did. for that matter. At any rate, the girl jumped up and let out a scream. “Freddie!” She got over to the bar like lightning. Seemed like I batted an eye and there she was, hanging onto this young fellow’s arm and all but having hysterics. “Freddie, darling! Don’t!” she was screeching. ; Everybody in the place was jumpIng up and asking everybody else what is was’ all about, and it was kind of confusing. The young fellow stared at her with a dazed expression, and .then he put his arms around her, and she put her cheek against his shoulder, and cut loose with a bunch of tears. : ” n 2 T was surprising how much healthier he began to look. Love can tear ’em down, but it can build ‘em right back up again, too. : Anyway, they left together, looking as happy as the end of a movie. I guess the guy who had brought her saw how things stood, because he didn’t raise any protest. After they'd gone, I stood looking at that water glass and shuddered to think what a close shave that had been, and how, if poisons hadn't happened to be on my mind, I might have let the young fellow g0 on and drink the stuff without having a suspicion of what he was up to until too late. : I was just thinking of taking a sample of it over to a chemist I

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“I let him save my life three times this week and what thanks do I‘get? He hardly knows I'm alive!”

me. I saw that it was that little white envelope the powder had been in, only now there was a $20 bill in it! 8 2 2 HE part that got me, though, was some printing on the envelope:thdt I hadn't been able to see before, because his hand had cov-

ered it up. It said, “Dr. Morrison’s Indigestion Powder.” Sure, I felt like a fool, but then, I'm willing to feel like a fool: any time for 20 bucks! THE END.

(Copyright. 1937. United Feature Syndicate, Inc.)

The characters in this story are fictitious.

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