Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 June 1937 — Page 20

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

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CHAPTER SIX ONNA and Coral were sitting on the front steps of the sorority . house. waiting for Hoyt. “It's very swell of you to take Hoyt in charge for me this afternoon, Donna,” Coral said. “Whatever made me promise; to help on the decorating committee when Emmy Lou got sick at the last minute, I wouldn’t know. Force of habit, I guess. I've helped decorate that gym for dances so often since I've been at Elton that the day of every dance finds me wending my way over there to get snarled up In yards and yards of crepe paper and cellophane. - Last year when we had the Junior Prom, I spent the whole afternoon blowing up balloons ana my lips were so sore I couldn't do anything but mumble all evening.” She laughed reminiscently. “It did look pretty, though, when we got through.” Donna smiled| scornfully.” “Are you sure it isn’t |just your love for being in the public eye, via committees and such that makes you take on extra work so readily?

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g¢ OU didn’t have to help out you know. If they had scoured the campus carefully they might possibly have found someone else to take Emmy Lou’s place, though of course there's only one expert like yourself. Don't thank me for dragging your boy friend around this afternoon. He's cute, and the

pleasure is mine. I'm going to take | sweet and childish.

him away from you.” Coral ignored the first part of Donna's speech, and chuckled. “Go ahead. You're welcome to him.” “Coral, why on earth did you ask Hoyt Marquis to the prom?” Donna asked curiously: “I should think your lord and master, the prominent young scientist, would have been your escort.” ! Coral flushed. She wouldn't tell Donna why David was not taking her to the prom . .. she wouldn't. It was none of her business. “Oh, it was just one of those things,” she said casually. “You know. | It seemed like a good idea at the time, and all that.” | & inned maliciously. “Oh, sure. don’t suppose your little lovers’ guarrel with David had anything te do with it. Of course

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business injthe first place.” Coral’s voice shook a little. Why couldn't er temper with Donna? She wanted to be nice to her, to be friends with her. It was childish for them to bicker as they did. Yet she was forced to admit to herself that Donna seemed to have the same effect on everyone. “She has the art of giving the eternal pin-prick down to an expert system,” Coral

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9” ON'T be silly, Coral,” Donna said. “I was only teasing you. I know that David must be awfully busy with his work in the lab these days . . . probably hasn't time to go around much. And speaking of the lab and your conquering hero, he hasn’t told you any more about that process he and Maxwell and Bendorff discovered, has he?” “Truly, Donna, I don’t know one single thing about that process that you don’t. I haven't talked to David about it and I have no intention of trying to find out the details until they're made public. If I knew,”, she added pointedly, “I might forget and tell someone, which would simply ruin everythip#” they have done in the lab.” Donna pouted babyishly, “Oh, Coral, don't be .so cross. I just asked you if you had heard anything more about the process. Nothing for you to get all excited about.” “But Donna; why are you so interested in it? You snapped my head off the othér day when I foulant tell you janything about i an { : = = ” ONNA'’S look of baby-faced innocence deepened. “I didn’t mean to ‘snap your head off,’ as you say I did, Coral. Honestly I didn’t. I was just curious about it, and I am still. After all, I'm a chemistry student, too, and I * realize that this discovery must be awfully important.” “It is important, Donna. That's just why theyre not announcing any of the details of the process. As I told you before, some unscrupulous person might get hold of it and use it for his own personal .benefit. Resell it to some manufacturing chemist or start his own plant before all the necessary little defails are | taken care of. Besides, Donna, what do you care, anyway? I know youre a chemistry student, but you're just taking it to work off your science requirement. You've no real interest in it, have you?” “Of course, I'm interested,” Donna’s voice was sweetly indignant. “Everybody thinks that because I don’t look studious, I'm not. But when I get interested in something I want to work at it, really. If I knew about this process I could . well . . . maybe Bendorff and Maxwell and your David would let - me help them in the lab. Finish .up these little details you keep talk-

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grade if you could fool them into thinking . you'd worked out something of the same kind all by yourself.” “Coral, how can you say such things! You always suspect my motives no matter what I do. Cross my heart, my only interest in the thing is scientific.” Her face was alight with what she hoped was the glowing interest of a young scientist. “You don’t understand how interested I've become in chemistry lately. I would feel so proud to work on such a project, no matter how humble my little part in it was!” 2 » = ORAL eyed Donna narrowly. “You're not fooling me,” she said to herself. “I don’t know what you're trying to find out, or why, but you won’t learn anything from me.” Then she spoke aloud. “To be perfectly frank with you, Donna, I think youre curious about that process for a deeper reason than sheer love of science. Or mgybe I'm misjudging you. Anyway, I don’t know a thing about it, and to go further, I wouldn't tell you if I did.” As Donna started to speak she interrupted her. “Don’t be angry, please don’t! I'd feel the same way toward anyone else. As I told you the other day, I wouldn't dream of telling without the permission of: the men who made the discovery, and since I don’t know . . . well ...it’s just silly to discuss it. You'll know as soon as I will . .. and that’s when the process is made open to everyone.” . on ” ” «yPUT it'll be too late, then,” Donna, burst out. “What do you mean?’ Coral asked her, startled by the outburst. But Donna did not answer her question. “Oh, nothing! Forget it. Unless my eyes deceive me, Hoyt is coming up the walk. Hello, there!” Her voice had lost the sharp tone of a moment before, and was again

“Hello, yourself!” Hoyt replied as he sat down on the steps beside them. “Coral, is it true that you're turning me over to your beauteous roommate this afternoon?” Coral smiled. “It is, indeed. I promised to help decorate for the dance tonight when one of the other girls got sick. So Donna is going to S you the sights of Elton campus while I make the gym beautiful for your entertainment tonight.” Hoyt looked approvingly at Donna. “If you can take it, it would be a

Donna was all sweetness and friendliness. “I've been counting on it all day. Though I won't be as good a guide as Coral, I'm afraid.” “Of course you will,” Coral told her. “We'd better be getting on our way, though . . . at least, I should. I'm late now.” } 2 ” ” HEY started down the walk and across the campus together. Donna took Hoyt’s arm and clung to it. “You've' a marvelous girlfriend, Hoyt. She’s so capable. I could: never do all the things she does. It’s simply wonderful. I don’t know what Elton will do when she graduates.” Coral grinned. It would be funny if Donna and Hoyt took a great liking to each other. As a matter of fact, it would be a good thing for all three of them. *“She’s really much more his type than I am,” she thought. She spoke to Hoyt. “What did you want to see this afternoon, Hoyt? Was there any place in particular you wanted to be shown?” He laughed and looked down at Donna. “Any place but the lab,” he said. “I'm not a chemistry hound, like Coral. I was always bored and baffled by the stuff. Ever since I flunked it in . college, I've been scared by the very sight of a test tube. The library, the stadium, the art school . . . they are fine and I'd love to see em, but keep me out of the chemistry building.”

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ORAL was amused. “Donna’s gotten interested in chemistry lately, Hoyt. You see, it gets us all sooner or later.” “No fooling?” he said. “You don’t look like the scientific type.” Donna giggled. but the glance she shot at Coral was not laughing. “Coral won't ever take¥me seriously, thinks I'm a. scatterbrain, I guess.” ’ They had reached the corner of the campus where Coral must turn to go down the street to the gym. “I'll leave you here,” she said. “What time shall I meet you, Hoyt?” “T’11 call for you about 7 and we’ll get dinner some place, then go on to the prom. Okay?”

time, children!” She started down the street, but something made her turn around just in time' to see Donna leading Hoyt into the chemistry building. “That was the one place he did not want to go,” she thought. “How queer he should suddenly change his mind.”

pleasure.”

(To Be Continued)

NO FISHING —By

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Leon Oliver Martin

AZEDLY, Uncle Danny stood at the end of the littie bridge and stared through watery eyes at the unfriendly sign—NO FISHING

ran through his neighbor's farm. It was a big white sign, with black lettering, and it was nailed to the tree under which Uncle Danny had always sat when he fished there. “Gosh!” he muttered, and there was a world of anguish in his voice. “Jerry musta lost the farm! I plumb clean forgot about that mertgage sale . . . Gosh!” His long bamboo pole and can of worms fell to the ground. with a clatter, and lay unheeded. “Jerry’d never put up a sign like that.” Uncle Danny gazed mournfully at the only good fishing hole for miles around—the hole where he had fished for half a century. No, Jerry wouldn't hurt his feelings that way. Jerry must be gone. That was the only explanation. Slowly, Uncle Danny let out a big sigh. So there'd be no fishing this spring. . . . His shoulders sagged. Well, one thing—they could all stop worrying about his falling into the water. Not that there had ever been any danger of it, but they'd plagued him enough. First, it had been the family doctor, with a solemn warning about his heart and sight. Then, Margot and Jim, his niece and her husband, with whom he lived, had forbidden him to go near the water. .He had never paid any attention to them, though, and he’d had no ‘intention of heeding them this spring. All winter, he'd sat in the house, just waiting for spring to come. Because of his poor eyesight, he couldn’t read, and he'd sat twiddling his thumbs and dreaming of the days when he’d again sit side by side with his fishing partner, Jerry Denton, at the old hole.

uo 2 zn ERRY was only half his age, but Jerry treated him as if he still amounted to something in the scheme of things. Jerry didn't continually harp on his weak heart and frailty—or caution him about falling into the water. ? “Hiya, Danny, old scout!” Jerry would roar at him when he put in his first appearance at the hole each spring. “Whatcha think you're going to do? Catch the first fish? Beat ya to it, Danny! Caught seven yestidday. @¥ What's the matter? Don’t ya know a good fishing day when ya see it?” That was just fooling, though. Every spring, they pretended to make a sort of game out of seeing who'd be first at the old fishing hole, but Jerry had never really tried to beat him. Jerry always had waited until he showed up. But Jerry always had to kid him a little, just the same. Jerry always made him feel as if he were an equal—not as if he was 82 and had lapses of memory and had to be watched all the time. Jerry wouldn’t hurt his feelings that way. Sometimes, of course, when he got too close to the water, he would

feel the strong pressure of Jerry’s

fingers on his arm, hut Jerry never scolded. Jerry was always goodnatured and always laughing. . . And now-—all that was over. There would be no more fishing. Jerry was gone—and the farm’s new owner had put up that forbidding sign.

2 ” o ORROWFULLY, Uncle Danny picked up his rod and can of worms and started to trudge the long mile back home. : He'd be sure to get a scolding from Margot. It had been necessary to fool her in order to get away. He’d simply said, “Margot, I think I hear Jim calling.” He had known Jim was plowing in the field beyond the orchard and that Margot would have to go halfway out there to find out what Jim wanted. As soon as she left the house he had quickly slipped out

and gone down behind the barn to!

dig worms. After a ‘while he had heard her calling: “Uncle Danny! Uncle Danny!” But he hadn't paid any attention and, after a while, she had quit calling. So he had got his worms—but what good were they now? Wearily -he plodded along ° the road. Coming down to the creek, he hadn’t minded the walk at all. But now he ‘was feeling every one of his 82 years. Suddenly he heard a rattling car approaching. He scrambled into the ditch to get out of its way.

E-4 ” ” UT the car didn’t pass. It came to a grinding, screeching halt right there beside him, and its occupant thrust a big, shaggy head out of the window. “Hiya, Danny, old scout! Whatcha think you're doing? Trying to beat me to it this year?” Jerry! As big and grand as ever! For an instant, Uncle Danny had trouble with his throat. He struggled desperately to say something. He didn’t want to show any signs

rof weakness before Jerry.

Finally, he managed to say, “The mortgage sale . . . the sign . . . Jerry slapped his knee and laughed uproariously. “Get in here and I'll tell’'ya all about it!” Jerry opened the door of the car, but was careful not to reach out to help him. Jerry wouldn’t do a thing like that. He wouldn’t hurt his feelings that way. . Quickly, Jerry turned the car and headed back to the creek. “Government fixed up the mortgage, and I put up that sign to keep you from getting the jump on me this spring! - Couldn't get back to the farm right away.” Jerry nudged him with his shoulder, and laughed again. But Uncle Danny knew . . . He knew that Jerry had put up that sign to keep him from getting too close to the water when there was no one there by his side. But Jerry wouldn't admit it. Jerry wouldn't hurt his feelings that THE END

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