Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 July 1937 — Page 14

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CAST OF CHARACTERS JOY-—Heroine, hostess in smart Maine tearoom. ROGER—JYoys’ designer. ANGELA—Joy's rival in love. ‘ DICK—Wealthy young playboy, Roger's rival in Yove.

fiance; rising young

Yesterday: Joy gets a job in Maine for the vacation period. One night she is alarmed when a strange man asks to

telephone from the summer house. Sud- |

denly she remembers who he is.

CEAPTER FOUR UESDAY: “Ever hear ‘of a 1 called ‘Jigger’ around here?” 1 asked Cal when he came into the kitchen this morning to fix the stoves: and fill the ice boxes. “Jigger'?” ‘Cal questioning voice. laughed, though not before I | caught a flicker of anger in his old blue eyes. “That ain't no name,

repeated in a Then he

AL evidently seems to feel responsible for the welfare of everyone connected with the tearoom. When I looked in at his workshop in the afternoon, he said, “Take a tip from me—never open the door at hight when you're alone in the house. There's things going | on in this country that would scare [the daylights out of you.” I laughed. “I'm not afraid. You can’t scare me.” His blue eyes twinkled and he [looked hard at me for a minute, | then he said, “Guess I can’t. All the same, better watch out for strangers . . . you can’t always trust some of the summer folks.” ' “Like Jigger?” I said in a low tone, as Mrs. Fenwick appeared. He nodded. So Cal does know my strange caller after all.

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HILE life seems to run along here very smoothly on the surface with charming people as our guests, special dinners for the young folks who are in the swell

Miss Joy. What are you frying to put over on me this morning?” | and, pulling his tobacco pouch | from his hip pocket, he shoveled | 8 a handful of rough cut into his | aln:ost toothless mouth.

“Oh, but it is,” T ‘replied. was here last night.” Cal's jaws dropped, and again, for a second, I caught a look of | anger in his eyes ‘when he said, | “What have ‘you ‘got up ‘your sleeves, Miss Joy? Better spill the | beans . . . guess you're up to some city game , . . trying to put something over on us.” “Not at all,

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him in to call a number.”

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but when every one | was at the movies, this man came | to the door and wanted me to let |

camps that abound in the neighborhood, I have a hunch that there’s something sinister too. I don't know yet what it is. TI told Tess how I felt when we went for a short walk in the woods. “Oh,” she said, “You're all wet. Guess I know what gets you. It's those hemlock trées . .. so tall . . . so dark . . . with their branches sweeping the ground as though

shielding some mystery . . . and then when the wind blows the eerie sounds might suggest ghosts, but there's nothing to it.” Maybe she’s right, for the Maine woods present quite a contrast to Fifth Avenue, New York, Lovely, of course, and so fragrant, but I could hardly see myself spending my life in such surroundings. Still it’s healthful and the air’s like wine. No wonder Peter's cheeks are rosy, and what an appetite he has! » ” ” RS. FENWICK has given orders he should sleep as late as he likes in the morning, so he'll be thoroughly built up before we go back to town .. . bet that was inspired by Miss Pegler. I hate the thought of having to send him to one of those huge city schools in fall. Perhaps Roger was right . . why did I resent his suggestion to send him to boarding school? Oh, it’s so easy to see what you should have done after you've cast the die. There, a tear’s fallen on my diary . . . made a horrid blot ., , I wonder what Roger's doing now .. . wonder if he’s really interested in Angela. Just mopped my tears when Tess stuck her head round the door of my room. “Here, catch this,” she called. “Sorry I forgot it before.” Then dashed along the corridor while a letter fluttered to the ground.

(To Be Continued)

Daily Short Story

INSEPARABLE=By Paul R. Waddell

4 A IN'T Mrs. Fenwick told you vet she don't let folks come |

in and use the phone, less they put |

up their money first. You see lots of trucks get in trouble after com-

ing up the long hill and as there |] than a | mile away they often want to use

ain't no telephone nearer

hers.” “Well, that's just what pened to his truck; but I wouldn't let a man like that in here unless I had a battalion of the National Guard here to meet him.

eves. If me, I might have been scared. Wonder if you know the number he called. I wrote it down. Here it is.” ‘That don’t mean anything to me, Miss. In the summer there's a lot

more telephones in use with all the | visitors around. Reckon this ice box |

can hold another hundred pounds,

hap- |

He | looked like a thug, with ferret-like | Rowdy hadn't been with |

and Cal left the kitchen, while Tess,

the head waitress, said: “What was that you were telling Cal? Had burglars here last night?”

» O, only a man wanting to | use the phone; but the funny | thing about him is that just be- | fore T came up here, I saw him | as we crossed the Queensborough | bridge. He was driving a swell | car then, but last night he had a big truck, covered with Vetyue 1 lin.” “Gee, maybe he was a bandit | making away with his swag,” Tess | suggested. “Bet ‘Cal will make it his business to find out all about | him He's better paper,” and she laughed. “Yes,” TI agreed, realizing that | Cal is quite a character—“a native,” Mrs. Fenwick calls him, which | I suppose accounts for his queer | ways, though she declares he's the | mainstay of the tearoom. Well, if | being able to fix electric appliances, repair furniture, raise flowers and | vegetables, is the rating of “a re | tive” I guess that's not 's6 bad. Anyway when things go wrong here | —no matter what—the ory is, “Get | Cal!”

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‘LL remember what Tess says. . Maybe I'll tackle Cal again about | “Jigger” , . . he seems out of place | here . , , looks like a crook. Can't get over the idea of how perfectly ridiculous it is for a wom-

an as rich as Mrs. Fenwick to wear |

herself to a frazzle running this show when she really doesn't heed to do it. Cal says she has a fortune of her own, besides,

goes into some new venture, he:

husband always puts up a wad of |

dough. “He must think a lot of her,” I remarked while I arranged the flowers for the tearoom. Cal threw laughed. “Dunno about that. She's always talking about expressing herself. Well, if I know the old man, he'd rather pay for her to express herself on something else than bother himself listening to her harangues.”

u » » AUGHED when Peter said it was sO clean up here he wouldn't need to wash his neck more than once a week! Kids are funny; but he’s right. The air is crystal clear. We're so far from neighbors we don't get any smoke and factories are unknown near The Golden Anchor as Mrs. Fenwick calls the tearoom. Guess it was so named because some of her husband’s ancestors were connected with the sea. I really love it here. My bedroom window looks right across the winding lake that lies below the little hill on which The Golden Anchor is built. ever imagine that the tearoom was once a barn where the warm, sweet breath of ‘the cattle filled the air, and the loft, now removed, great loads of hay were stored against long, cold winters, for it has been glorified so with old leaded windows and frescoed walls. Wish Peter had some youngsters to play with. I must ask Cal if there are any in the neighborhood. Quite glad Cal doesn’t seem to mind having Peter around; but he should be with children.

than a news- |

| dered,

whenever she |

back his head and |

No one would |

| | Ah. a TUS isn't he grand!” Karen exclaimed

Rocky and I looked up from our comfortable positions on the warm beach. Rocky was obviously perturbed, for he squinted, and stroked | his mustache. His scrutiny was brief but thorough.

“Karen,” Rocky decided suddenly, “you've got it!” “Got it?” Karen repeated, a slight | frown brushing her forehead. “Uhuh.” Rocky elaborated: “That's | the first time I've ever heard you

| admire a man in public.”

“Well?” Karen countered, not recleasing her gaze from the swimmer, Rocky got up. “Come on,” he orleading her toward the |'water. “I'll introduce you.” He watched Karen's eyes brighten. “He’ll make an excellent husband,” he added. Thus they met, Karen Walsh and | Ed Moran, Karen: brief, brown and | symmetrical; Bd: tall, and darkly | handsome. ‘We called it “the per- | fect match of the handsome couple.” Not love at first sight, mind you— they looked twice!

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N two months they were married. Thereafter they were constantly | together, like two shadows that the [sun forms from one person. We, |hicknamed them “The Tnsepara- | bles.” In the winter we'd see thew rol- | licking together at the beach. When | winter passed, you met them at all | the smart gatherings in town. Rocky prided himself on the | match. We were in New York one weekend, and Ed invited Rocky and me to supper. We accepted. Karen was a charming hostess, and Ed the perfect host. Tt was a great night. I still look back at us there in the dining room. Rocky and I envied those two in their happiness. Karen was bewitchingly beautiful, and Ed still breathlessly in love. We were silent for a moment, I remember, Across the table the young husband enthused: “Grosh, honey, if Hollywood could see you!” Karen answered, “Not Hollywood dear—just you!”

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HEIR first-born took Karen to death's door. Ed was the faithful, worried husband, refusing to leave the hospital until the erisis had passed. He suffered for loss of sleep, yet he endured. After the danger had passed, Bd, haggard as a waif, was admitted to the sacred precincts, It was a boy. Karen greeted him with a weak smile. Ed's was almost as wan, but he was gay, for her sake. V “Hollywood ought to see you now, on!” She brightened like a rainbow. “Just for that I'm going to get well real soon!” she promised. . . . and she did.

The “Inseparables” became three.

They named their son Robert. Karen seemed more beautiful than ever. We came to appreciate Ed's

‘Karen greeted him with a weak smile.”

ing board. There it fastened.

small boy watched, and clapped ap-

pet phrase: “Honey, if Hollywood could see you!” * % % IX months after Robert's birth, Ed was called abroad. He didn't take Karen along, fool that he was. She pined about the better places, writing him daily letters. When he | cabled he would have to prolong his | stay for three months, her letters | became weekly. We didn't see Karen for those three months, But when winter came again, we heard that Ed was to return the next month. And sO we supposed in our minds that everything was right again. For a month I missed Rocky and his voluble news, so it ‘was an uninformed person that strolled down to the beach that morning t6 stumble over a form buried in the sand, and have its head emerge and blurt hot1y. “Haven't you any eyes, man?” The look of malice gave way to one of recognition, Coloring, he apologized profusely. “Terribly sorry,” he exclaimed, offering his hand. “Yes, T am glad you remembered me in time,” I said. We sat on the sands and talked for a long while, Half listening to one of Rocky's mellow jokes, my gaze wandered down the beach, and out to the dive

¥y Bw DARK, slim man was cutting the water with perfect dives. A

| proval, The boy was dark, too.

I watched pensively as the youth, | being tutored by the diver, paddled | about in the water. The question | formed itself in my mind.

“Rocky,” 1 demanded, “is that Ed | Moran?”

Rocky followed my nod. “On the board now?” “Pus.” “That's Ed,” he replied, “and his son.” I was silent momentarily. “He's alone—I mean, Karen isn't with him,” I noted. “Uhuh.”

“Why?” T asked. Rocky did not answer immediately. His eyes wandered out to the two figures on the board, and on past to a sailboat. They wavered, im ptibly. “You've heard Ed's pet phrase for Karen?” he asked. 1 thought, and it came to me. “You mean—'If Hollywood could see you now’?” “Uhuh.” Rocky got up and inhaled deeply of his cigaret. He blew solemn clouds of smoke toward the

ocean, “Well . . , ft did!” Rocky said. THE END.

(Copyright, 1087, United Feature Byndicate) The characters th this story are Tietittons

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