Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 1 December 1937 — Page 22
CAST OF CHARACTERS ROBERT BARRY-—Hero, explorer. MELISSA LANE — Heroine, Barry's partner. HONEY BEE GIRL—Indian; of Barry's party. HADES JONES — Pioneer; Barry's party.
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Yesterday: Prospects of a real discovery in the cliff dwelling spurs Bob and Melissa. Meanwhile, Holliman intends to carry out his bargain with the Irvaxn girl CBAPTER TWELVE » LL set, partner?” Bob Barry stage-whispered this to Mary Melissa Lane. He was thumping on the outside of her tent with his finger, trying to awaken her. “Yes! In just a moment, Bob.” She dressed with incredible speed.
Bob met her outside in the dark- |
ness, holding her shoulder pack. “I left a note telling them we would be gone indefinitely,” he said,
“and enough orders to keep Hades | and Holliman busy for a week, so |
they won't get inquisitive. They can make the camp a lot more money, and build a larger horse corral.” It was not vet 4 a. m.,, and the two partners felt a sense of adventure at starting to explore an un- | known cave. The climb up the cliff ladders itself was thrilling. At the | very rim of the great rock lip they | sat down, dangling their feet out | over 600 feet of space, to eat the | breakfast Bob had brought in ‘his | pack. nN = n “FUST imagine—we're as high as J a 50-story skyscraper, Bob!” “Regular penthouse, almost,” grinned the young scientist. “But | awful poor elevator service.” ‘Lissa laughed aloud. They could just see the first rays of morning, an opal glow straight ahead heralding the coming of the sun god. The black blanket of the desertland was fading into pinkish gray; soon it would be a mere coverlet of pastel blues and tans. They ate, mostly in silence, impressed by the majesty of the mountains, the incomparable lift of spirit that comes from greeting the | sun on a height. ‘Lissa felt very | near to Bob Barry in that quarter | | |
hour, near and intimate, and—content. ” » E-4 HEN they were through they hesitated for a moment watch- | ing the crescendo of color, the explosion of dawn. “It’s marvelous, | Mary Melissa, isn't it?” he whis- | pered. “Yes,” she whispered back. “Heavenly.” They looked at each other | and smiled. | “Happy?” he murmured. The girl | nodded. He had to force himself out of the | personal mood. With a sudden wild | cry he arose and pulled her to her | feet. “Into the dungeon for you, damsel!” he orated in mock drama. | “Ah-h-h, whatever is there we'll] beard in its den.” She laughed with him, but she knew he was serious, anxious to ex- | plore. He strapped his pack hack on—it carried a canteen and food | for lunch, also a gasoline lantern— | and led her to the entrance of the tomb cave. “T'll light the lantern now,” he | sald. > It made brilliant light, and at | once it turned the cavern into a sort of fairyland. They were able to preceed at an easy pace, sloping gently | down a hallway, then up and turn, | down and up again. The place] seemed endless. Bob was studying everything carefully.
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HEN they stooped through a small opening and came into a room so large that their light would not penetrate all of it. “Whew?” hreathed Bob prise. “Another Carlsbad” “A what?” “Carlsbad Cavern. visited that, in New Mexico? It's the largest in the world. Seven | miles or more, and still not all ex- | plored.” His comparison was accurate, in a measure. Here indeed were the same type of fantastic stalactites and stalagmites. Columns of na- | tural stone, beautifully etched and carved by Time, stood taller than their heads, sometimes twice as tall. Others hung in long stone “icicles” from the ceiling, and nearby walls were draped in tapestries of lacy onyx.
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“This is unbelievable, Bob” ‘Lissa |
exclaimed. “I can hardly imagine anything so beautiful!” “Just like Carlsbad. Or Colossal Cave, near Tucson. Commor type of cave formation in the Southwest. Some of these columns are millions of years old.” ” » on
OB was more concernéd with finding an avenue through the new room. He noted frequently the air current. it was definite. “It isn't a tomb, after all,” he spoke as if to himself. “This was used for something else. That one body may have been placed up there | Just to mislead snooping enemies or something.” { Progress was slow now. “he | lantern cast ghostly shadows among | the floor and ceiling formations. | It was easy for the two to.become | separated and lose sight of each other, Often there were drops of 40 or | 50 feet which had to be descended | on hands and feet and then at | some risk. But they were eager to | press on, keen in their zest for | exploration. They crawled and | climbed and slid for two or three! hours, when Bob remembered to call a halt for rest. Gratefully ‘Lissa | sat down near him. “Say, Bob,” she spoke in sudden | alarm, “could you—can you find our way back out of here?” » 2 n E felgned surprise for a mo- | ment, then quickly grinned. | “Sure thing,” he declared. “I've | been marking every turn, with | pieces of chalk I brought just for the purpose, either white or black. See?” He showed her the markings. “I anticipated that worry.” Bob slipped his pack off his shoulders to rest them, and placed it against a stone. As he sat there he began studying rock formations with his pocket magnifying glass. This Interest led him a few feet away. They talked, mostly of geology, for a quarter hour or so. “Let's move on. Rested, ‘Lissa?’ “Feel fine,” she declared. “I'll
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carry the lantern for a while. Bob, [Se you can be more free to study | the stones.” “Thanks.” ” ” n HEY moved with “considerable caution now. Much of the floor was slanting, and slippery with loose rocks and earth. They came to a ledge, a sort of subterranean | cliff edge. She held the lantern up and out, but neither of them could «ge the bottom, It seemed like the proverbial bottomless pit, down there in the depth of Mother Earth. “Gee, it's—scary!” ‘Lissa shivered in exaggerated manner, which wasn't quite all pretense. “It is, at that,” Bob agreed. “This | confounded cave gets bigger and bigger. And it's like a maze, with [all these limestone deposits.” He leaned over the edge. The drop seemed to be sheer. He threw a rock. and estimated the depth at | about 100 feet. “Hold out
the lantern again,
Lissa,” he requested. ‘Shield your
the bottom.” = ” = T might have happened to any person. Certainly it was one of those accidents for which there is no accounting, no explanation. . Lissa swung the gasoline light by its handle out over the rock ledge—and it slipped from her hand! She gasped. Somewhere half way down it hit —crack—tinkle — tinkle — flicker — and a final BANG! as the fuel exploded. A hellish- glare. penetrated the subterranean depths for a moment. Then the darkness was complete, stifling. Silence reigned for a second or two. But as full realization of their plight reached her, 'Lissa gave a hysterical scream.
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HEN Irene married John Rale her mother, who had left her a small estate, had been dead only a month. In fact, Irene’s loneliness
| was the reason why John, a serious | young lawyer, took the vow against
his better judgment. Not that he didn't adore Irene. Only he had wanted to wait until his practice would enable him to give her the things he knew she craved. So after an unpretentious wedding, they took a tiny apartment which they furnished modestly. For a while they were completely happy. Then, when housekeeping changed from a novelty to a bore, Irene joined a “literary club” that met three times a week at different apartments for tea and discussion of
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thusiastic member and turned out pages of romance which were received with acclaim by her contemporaries. n ” ”
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her simple surroundings. “Darling,” she complained to John, “all the girls have such lovely apartments. I'm positively ashamed
| to entertain without a few new That red chair is a dis- |
John was disturbed. “I'm sorry dear,” he said, and his voice showed that he was. “Just as soon as I make a little over my expenses—” “You know, dear,” Irene mused, and her eyes were bright, “I think I'll send some of my stories out. The money I could make would
[ help——"
John's good-natured laugh interrupted her. Her cheeks were flaming as she spun around. “All right, laugh! Tl show you I'm not so You've always considered my
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HE was on the verge of tears, and John hastened to make amends. | “T admire your work, honey! I only | hope the editors will, too. By all | means send something out.” It was a few weeks later that a beaming Irene met her husband at | the door. “Darling the loveliest | thing has happened,” she announced breathlessly, “I've sold one of my stories! Imagine!” | John concealed his surprise and
Mind Your Manners
Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. Is it rude to be late to appointments? 2. Is it courteous to insist on another person's drinking? 3. Do good manners permit smoking at the table? 4. Should one say, “No more” or “No, thank you,” in refusing food proffered by a servant? 5. Does the host or hostess give the signal for rising from the dinner table?
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1. Unless it is actually unpreventable—and then an explanation should be given. 2. No. 3. Yes, if the hostess suggests it. 4. “No, thank you.” 5. The hostess.
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only pride showed in his eye. “Fine! Where?” Irene’s face clouded momentarily. “It was a woman's magazine. I sent it under a pen name and I'm not going to tell anyone, not even you, what it is. This is just my start. Some day I'll write something worth-while and no one need know how I sacrificed my art!”
n u n "OHN patted her shoulder. “O. K. hon, but I don't see anything to
world. Say, where'd that chair come from?” “Doesn't it improve the room?” I pought it with my first check.” But John was not happy. After one particularly trying day he got home to find, as usual, no signs of supper. When Irene arrived an hour later, John, tired and hungry, snapped irritably, “Where the dickens have you been? Running around with your genius pals, I suppose, with never a thought that I might need some food.”
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RENE flew to the defensive. “It happens that I have more im- | portant things to think about than | your dinner these days. I may be going places, but I'm doing things, too, which is more than you can
| | say.” | Immediately she was sorry. All at | once she was conscious of the gap | that was widening between them— | separating them. She wanted desperately to remedy this, yet somehow felt it was too late. John had whitened under the sting of her words but said nothing. “I didn't mean that, John. But you shouldn't—" “You were perfectly right, 'Rene,” he said quietly, and she felt they were miles apart. “I guess I can't take it.”
” ” n ONSENSE! Things just haven't ) broken for you and I'm helping out until they do. I've rold some longer stories lately, and we're getting out of this oppressive place. T'll get a maid to fix your dinners on time, darling!” So the Rales moved to a more fashionable residence and John gave up the business he didn’t have and started looking for a job. He felt beaten. Desperately he strove to regain his old spirit, a feeling of independence. At last he revolted. ‘I'm leaving, Irene. I have no more right in your apartment than I have in your life.” Irene'’s eyes reflected the pain in her heart. She said incredulously, “You're leaving me?” Even now she wasn't able to grasp the point, the psychological reason. “After all I've—" n n ” HAT was the final blow. John stamped out before she could finish. In a month’s time John had found a job. It didn’t pay much, but it | was the bottom rung in a large firm. The next day he called on Irene. He found her in the midst of packing, and surveyed the expensive clothes strewn about, hating them. He controlled his voice as he remarked, “I see you're going away. Perhaps you'd like your divorce before you leave—then—you can live your own life, I came to get it settled.” Irene avoided his eyes. “I'm not going away. I can't keep this place any longer.” Then, before he could voice his question, she rushed on, “I've got to tell you, John. “I'm a liar and a fraud. I—I never sold | a story in my whole life. I knew you wouldn't accept the money mother left—so—I used it and said I earned it.” Tears were streaming down her face now, so John had to help with his handkerchief, “I—I thought in time I could make it up,” she sobbed, “and I couldn’t stand your laughing!” “You'll make the grade in time,” John consoled. Then he ventured, “I've a job. Maybe——" Irene's arms were around his neck. “Oh, John, then you will forgive me? And il I ever do make the grade I'll never forget that you're running things” THE END i a 1987)
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others, the beard may whiten first. The hair distributed about the body usually is the last to turn gray. It has been said that brunets become gray sooner than blonds but there are no exact figures to prove this belief, Sometimes grayness of the hair may develop more rapidly after some form of chronic illness. From time to time it has been suggested that the hair may turn gray over night. Marie Antoinette’s hair is said to have turned gray in the night before her execution. While none of these cases is authenticated,
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