Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 November 1937 — Page 20

JILL

CAST OF CHARACTERS JILL, WENTWORTH. heroine, attractive debutante, ALAN JEFFRY, artist, BARRY WENTWORTH. brother. JACK WENTWORTH, Jill's brother. SYLVIA SUTTON, oil heiress. Yesterday—Jill is picked up by police @s she drove aimlessly about the city. The net ia fast closing in about her. But what about Barry, Jill recollects? No, it couldn't | have been him, she reasons, What must | she do?

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

LAN’'S apartment was locked. Shades were drawn. A pro-| longed pounding by Patty, after continuous ringing of the bell, brought no response. She went to the apartment next | door and pressed the bell. An elderly man answered the door. No, he | didn’t know the occupant on the | other side. He had often planned to | call on a fellow artist. And, now, the young man was gone. He had seer him leaving this afternoon in a cab. He had carried several large suitcases with him. Patty turned away in panic. Alan had gone away from this place. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, sure enough, trying to find an unknown young man in a8 large city.

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¥ ® = - HANK heaven for Ardath!” Patty thought, wildly. Adding | mentally: “And don’t vou dare give me any trouble, Ardath, or I'll tear you apart with my hands. You've already caused too much trouble. It's you who should be investigated. But women like you get by with anything.” Having indulged herself by this mental berating of the despised Ardath, Patty swung into Madison | Ave. and headed for the exclusive shop where Ardath modeled. “What do vou want?” Ardath began belligerentlyv. “I'm pretty busy if vou don't mind i “lI do mind,” Patty answered. “Take me to some private place where we can talk.” “What if I don't with vout?” “Maybe you'd rather the police.” Ardath shrugged. But she led the way to a small fitting room and closed the door.

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ATTY went directly to the point. “Ardath, Jill is in trouble. The police think she had something to do with the death of her father, who died, they say, at 6 o'clock. Jiil wasn’t at home then. She had just left you at the door of Alan's apartment.” “So, she told you that?” Ardath was smiling queerly. “I guess she’s pretty scared. Women who are scared will say most anything.” “Tell the truth,” Patty spoke, shortly. | “Why didn’t you Jeffry?” Ardath asked “I did. He wasn't at home. The people next door saw him leave this afternoon with his suitcases.” Patty immediately regretted the words. She had seen a look in Ardath’s eyes that she recognized. The look of the rat slipping between the cat’s paws and into its own dark hole. “Pretty dumb of groaned to herself.

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“ ONE away, has he?” Ardath mused. “Well, even if he were here, and even if I were at his place—which, remember, I'm not admitting—it wouldn't help you any. Jill Wentworth is not telling the truth. I didn’t see her that morning around 6 o'clock. You can tell her for me that she'll have to think up another alibi.” “Why you—vyou terrible, scionable liar—you.” “Haul out all the compliments You happen to have with you,” Ardath replied calmly. “I guess I can take them. I always knew you didn’t like me, Patty.” “I don’t like you,” Patty spoke bluntly. “But my feelings toward | you haven't anything to do with | this. You were at Alans because | Jill said you were. And I'll find | Alan, and he’ll say so. If you think | he'd shield you when Jill's in danfer, you are not as smart as I| think you are. You should know ote than anyone that he loves Hi.”

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RDATH did know better than anyone. Hate was unveiled in her eyes. | “I suppose you think all this | sweet conversation is helping your | friend. Well, it isn’t. She can look | to her smart lawyers. And if they | put me on the stand, I'll swear she | is crazy. As for Alan, don't you | think if he were going to do any- | thing for her, he'd have called her | before this?” | Patty drew a deep breath, and | began putting on her gloves. “There are ways to make people | talk,” she said slowly. “And per- | jury is a punishable crime.

“Nobody can prove I was there,

because I wasn’t,” Ardath persisted. | “And if Alan says so, I'll say he is |

no gentleman and is only trying to save Jill from prison. I guess with

hat, I imagine.”

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HERE was no help here. Patty Ar- | There

admitted to herself that dath had the upper hand. were times when Ardath could Jook so sweet and appealing. She could picture Ardath with that innocent look she had at times, looking up at a jury through a mist of tears, swearing she was

‘being made a victim to save Jill. |

“lI don’t believe you would tell the truth even to save Jill's life,” Patty cried out suddenly. “Let's hope it won't come to that,” Ardath smiled, carefully using her compact. “After all, Patty, you couldn't expect me to Cell the world I was at Alan's just to clear Jill Wentworth's skirts. What kind of girl do vou think I am anyway?”

“I don’t have fo puzzle about |

I know,” Patty replied grimly. There was nothing else to do. No one else who could help. In a flash it came to her. There was the old woman with the red scarf +»Jill had given her. She must find her. Her testimony end the scarf would clear

it.

| the money Jill had given her, which

| these cold mornings, she

| next door to Alan's, occupied by an |

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Don’t forget that when you're summoned.” |

all her looks and money, she'll get |

by with a few years in prison. When | she comes out, she won't be so high- |

. MARY RAYMOND

Copyright, 1937, NEA Service, Inc. |

| UT nobody on 67th St. had seen, Patty walked in. She had a neran old beggar woman wearing vous feeling that maybe she should a red scarf. not be following him. His eyes had “Beggars don’t come on this gleamed so queerly at the mention street,” one irate woman told Patty. of the red scarf. “Some of us may be poor, but we're They were walking down a hall. | all respectable, and able to take And now the man was throwing a care of ourselves. Who ever heard | door wide. of such a story? An old lady, beg- | » ging at that time of morning.” "WO EATED near a glowing fire, knitPatty turned away. Well, of ting briskly, was an ancientcourse Jill hadn't said the old lady | jooking old woman. About her was a beggar. But she had kept | shoulders was a cheery red scarf. “Nanna,” began the man sternlv, “did you take some money from would be | 5 young ‘woman when you went out sure to wear that red woolen scarf. | gor a breath of air early yesterday She had covered every place in the morning? And where did you get block. No, there was the apartment | that scarf?” : : The old woman's bright eyes twinelderly artist. She would go back | kled. “Did she repent her bargain | to him, and tell her story once and want the pretty scarf back? Or | more. If he couldn't help, she | maybe she didn’t know it was a beeg | would ask the police to keep a 1ook- | bill she was giving me?” | out for an old woman wearing a The man shook his head in mock | red scarf. Beyond that—but Patty | ‘disapproval. “You'd never know | wouldn't think beyond that. pp " that you were the mother of a re- ". ww a spectable painter. Shameless. TakNCE more, Patty rang the bel] | IR money. No wonder this young of the apartment that adjoined | lady Was Ott Searching Yor w woe Alan's, | Bar And again the friendly face the elderly man appeared.

amounted to the same thing. And

2 = E turned to Patty: “She gets | “Still looking for the young man?” up every morning at 6 and | he queried, before Patty could | goes out for a brief while. She had | speak. “I'm afraid I've no news. 1 | the habit back in France, and I] haven't seen him since he left today. haven't been able to break her of | And nobody has come fo his apart- it. though the winter mornings | ment.” here and in the south of France | “No,” Patty answered. “I'm are very different.” | looking for him now. I'm “She looked at her watch and | to find an old woman—-" said, ‘It's seex o'clock.” the old “An old woman!” The elderly | woman broke in merrily. “And I | man smiled. “So it's an old woman | said, ‘You don’t have to tell me | instead of a young man you want | the time. I know by the sun.’ So | to find?” | pretty she was. So ashamed she | Patty smiled wanly back at him. |! would have been, if I geeve the | Of course, she did sound crazy. But | money back.” | somehow she must convince him she Patty sat down weakly. was not. : | excuse me. But I feel a little faint. | _ “Someone—a girl friend of mine | After I recover a bit. I want you | 1s In great trouble,” Patty said. | ang your son to go with me to the | “This young man and an old woman | police. The girl who gave you the | who was begging in front -the day ! red scarf is in trouble. The police | my friend came here are the only | claim she was somewhere else at 6 | two people who could help her.” | yesterday morning.”

| “They do, do they?” began fhe | E have no beggars.” t | old woman. “Those police! Well, | began = S,” Wend I guess this will prove something. “I've heard that before.” Patty LN tiese the gir] 3 what Go you ¥ - 7 say in your Engleesh—ineetials? answered. Just the same there | 3 : : : She took the red scarf from her was an old woman in front of this | i building, ‘and my friend e 1 | shoulders and handed it to Patty. Son Ey oY en Ee or Inside were the letters, embroidwR : a Ted woolen ered on a silk marking band, |

: “J. WW.» “A red scarf!” the man exclaimed. i “Oh, of course. Will you come in?” (To Be Continued)

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TUESDAY, NOV. 16, 1937

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TAKE FIRM MEASURES!” —1 GULP!

OR YEARS SADIE HAWKINS, HOMELY DAUGHTER OF DOGPATCH'S EARLIEST EER HAD

OF DOGPATCH.

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“She took a good long look at the handsome stranger.” i

EAR NAN: Met a charming | Mr. Morgan who came from New | New Zealander on the Queen | York with the very newest thing in |

{ who is going to visit Chicago.

A | pink silk undies for the Middle | Mr. Honeyfeather. Have asked him Wes ar, Niomsn, Yio, It had | to call you. Love, Gloria.”

| turned out, wasn’t rich the way his | fo : ) name had sounded in Gloria’s note. | - New Zealander! And lot, Only | Who, in spite of his not being rich, | a New Zealander, but a New Zea- | gore an enormous diamond surland lingerie salesman to boot NO | younded by rubies on his little doubt,” Nan said to herself, grimac- | finger. And ‘who ‘wanted to see ‘all | Ing as she put the letter back into | the night clubs in one night and its crested envelope. “Just because |kidded her about not being able to Gloria's a lingerie buyer I should | take it when she told him she had | spend my life entertaining lingerie | {5 pe at her office at 8:30 in sod salesmen! Well nix on this one.” | morning. : And she prepared to forget the ne telephone rang, but Nan let | whole thing then and there. it ring. That would be he. Gloria | But that was more easily planned had mailed her letter from New than done. Gloria's note brought | ‘york. A lingerie salesman could recollections of Mr. Morgan, whom | travel as fast as a letter. In 10 Nan had entertained for Gloria's | minutes the efficient management sake only three short weeks ago. of the hotel was having a note

| slipped under her door. - Nan picked it up gingerly, Mind Your Manners

| Weston—Please call Mr. | feather —Room 1408.” EST your knowledge of correct social usage by

{| Mr. Honeyfeather indeed! | forewarned was forearmed. answering the following questions, then checking against

the authoritative answers below: 1. May a guest at a cocktail party talk to another guest who he has never met? 2. In modern language usage is lunch or luncheon the preferred term? . 3. Should a hostess make it easy for a house guest to at-

tend church if he is in the habit of going? The telephone rang again. This

4. Must an invitation to = | time it might be Jimmy. But Nan sit down meal be answered ||“asnt taking any chances. She whether the hostess requestsan || Waited until it stopped ringing and answer or not? |then she called his room. 5. Is it rude fo borrow ‘=a “But I Just called you and you book and keep it for months? eren’t in,” Jimmy said accusingly. “I know dee-er, I was down the hallway posting a letter. I'll see you downstairs in 20 minutes.” Down in the dining room the maitre d’hotel led them to a table near an open window that faced the cool breezes of Lake Michigan. ” » » FTER they sat down Nan noticed the waiter buzzing about a tanned young man at the table next to them. Beautiful dark eyes, ‘black hair, flashing white teeth and an air about him. Very few tran- | sents stayed at the hotel. Could this by any chance be Mr. Honeyfeather? Nan took out her mirror to fix an imaginary stray lock, and pondered. Perhaps she had been too hasty in her judgment of lingerie salesmen. Perhaps thev weren't all like Mr. Morgan. In fact, now that she thought it over, it just wasn’t possible that they could be. Be the ‘and

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| AN got ready for her shower in | an almost benign mood. She vas going to have dinner with | Jimmy Blair. Ordinarily that put her into a state of near gloom. Jimmy's family tree had been cul[tivated to a point where the fruit, | While attractive looking, lacked | flavor. But contrasted with a lin|gerie salesman, Jimmy had his points. If he just wouldn't eternally keep asking her if he might kiss her. If he'd just go ahead and do it sometime and take the consequences. Oh well.

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1. Yes. The fact that they are sharing a hostess’ hospitality serves as an introduction. 2. Lunch. 3. Yes. The hostess should suggest it. 4. Yes. 5. Yes, and yet, unfortunately, a common practice,

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“What's the idea, making me wait? You said be here at }

o'clock and I've been here since 4:30!”

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good long look at the handsome stranger. Until she became aware that he was taking some good long looks himself. Pretty soon even Jimmy began to notice it. “I'd like to go over and punch that fellow in the nose!” Jimmy

® » u HE waiter came with a tray of special pastries. As Nan deftly

helped herself he whispered into her ear, “The gentleman at the next table wants to know your name.”

Nan nodded her head and smiled. And heaped mental benedictions on the absent Gloria. If she could only get rid of Jimmy for the evening. No telling when Mr. Honeyfeather would have to start back to New Zealand.

The handsome stranger had finished his dinner and was getting up. | “Jimmy, I'm getting a frightful headache,” Nan said. putting her hand to her brow. “Would you run into the drug store and get me some aspirin? I'll wait for you in|

the lobby.” |

“Of course,” Jimmy said sympathetically, starting for the drug store, “I'll have it in a minute.” Nan strolled into the lobby and picked out a conspicuous lounge. The handsome stranger was buying cigarets from the cashier. In a moment he turned around and spied Nan. She smiled. The stranger wandered over casually. “How do you do,” he said, bowing slightly.

AN prayed that the drug store would be crowded so that Jimmy would be delayed. “Are you Mr. Honeyfeather?” she asked in her most dulcet tones.

“Miss Weston? Miss Weston?” a raucous voice interpolated. From in front of the eashier’s cage had stepped a vision, or rather it seemed to Nan, a replica of Mr. Morgan. Short, popeyed and baldheaded, the only difference between him and Mr. Morgan was that he wore his diamonds on his watch chain instead of on his finger. Nan looked up at the handsome stranger who stood beside them taking in the scene, A soft red glow diffused itself upon her face. Jimmy gasped as he came into sight of the tableau before ‘him. oa, Youve got a Ja he said y, holding out the aspirin. ‘But Nan was already on her way to the elevator

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By Dr. Morris Fishbein | American Medical Journal Editor | IMPLY because there are so | many symbolic cures for warts | | the specialists in diseases of the | | skin have given serious considera- | | tion to the power of suggestion in | | relationship to the removal of [ warts. | One of the most famous foreign | | authorities wrote: “It is a general belief of the people of all nations | that warts are curable by suggestion. There is hardly another dis(ease in which the belief in the | value of suggestion is so strong. There is no doubt that warts of | many years’ duration can disappear | | over night, spontaneously.” | While there has been a great | deal of scientific study to prove | that suggestion alone may cause | | the removal of the wart, there is | [also much doubt as to the evi- | | dence. | However, in addition to the fact | {that warts frequently ‘go away {without any treatment Whatever | land in association with various | superstitious notions, it has been | | found that all sorts of drugs and, | lin fact, any drug may be associ- | [ated with relief of warts. | | > HEN warts are studied scientifically they are found to be growths of the skin. Many physi- | cians believe that they are infec- | tions. Warts seldom produce any | symptoms except when they are on | the soles of the feet, in which case, | of course, they may become painful. | It has been found that picking of warts and spreading of the {blood or material from the wart over the adjacent skin may result in multiplication of the warts. It is better, therefore, not to attempt to treat them unscientifically. When a specialist in diseases of the skin is called upon to treat warts, he applies any one of a number of treatments, including injections of bismuth directly into the wart, destruction of the warts by strong chemicals, freezing with carbon dioxide snow, electric dessication of the wart, and surgical removal if the warts are large or multiple in any one spot.

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SO THEY SAY

What you have gone through with is no more than nine out of every 10 men have to contend with. —District Judge Ross McCormick, of Wichita, Kansas, when Henry Eccles, married 35 years, applied for a divorce.

They come without warning and leave the same way.—Eleanor Powell, dancer-actress commenting on new dances.

There is nothing dramatic about me; I am the antithesis of dramateics. —Benito Mussolini.

No nation can base its organized existence in part on order and in part on chaos. Sooner or later one or the other must triumph.—Cordell Hull, Secretary of State. Taxation of capital is reaching the point where it is but a few steps We ‘must not. complacently sup- ahead of confiscation, and ‘we all pose that we have reached perfec- ‘know what that means —William S, tion. —President Roosevelt. Knudson, president, General Motors Corporation,

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