Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 February 1938 — Page 20

CAST OF CHARACTERS POLLY CHELSEY, heroine; stranded in London when war breaks out. JERRY WHITFIELD, hero; the Yankee who sees her through. CABELL BANKS, privateer catitn.

Yesterday: Jerry finds Polly aboard the Clitte smuggling ship and plans to rescue her from Clitte, thus justifying her faith in him. CHAPTER TWENTY ERRY and Cabell Banks went to the bow where the man with two names and two ways of speaking stood holding the wheel, a massive man with an insolent face and shifting eyes. The bright scarf tied about his head gave a Latin cast to his crafty, handsome features, so that you thought of a pirate of the Mediterranean Sea. Yet he was not entirely Latin either. There was in him the stubborn cruel look of the Anglo-Saxon who worships brute force. A halfbreed man, carrying in his veins the worst traits of two races.

Jerry asked, “Are we your only |:

ng Clitte’s eyes slid around, then focused again on a curve in the French shore line. “No.” He had read in Jerry's face some knowledge. - “Who else besides us?” “An old dame. . . . French,” he added. Jerry and Cabell exchanged swift glances. They were acting without plan. Step by step must do it. “We saw her at the cabin port.” Banks stated. “It may surprise you to know that she’s not French and not at all old. . .. Or does it?” Jerry started to speak in the silence, but Banks lifted a warning. eyebrow. Jerry's impetuous handling of the situation might be fatal.

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you, Monsieur Clitte,” peated in French. spoki with the lady. us eae She has asked us to see her ashore.” “She does?” said Clitte in Prench. His hand started to shift from the wheel to his belt, where a pistol hung, then desisted. His sliding eyes had seen their pistols, drooping from their hands with a sort of tender carelessness. Not one of his own men was within hail. : Jerry’s nerves snapped. He could not endure this French patter that left him in ignorance of what went on. He said to Clitte, “You've locked her in!” “Absentmindedly, no doubt,” murmured Cabell Banks. He believed that much more can be done with a man who has not lost face. He watched Clitte intently and saw his method almost work. Then came defiance.’ “What if I have? It’s my ship.” Two pistols were raised a few inches and held rigid. . “The key to the cabin!” Cabell requested. “Give it to me and I'll go unlock the door. You'll need to stay at the wheel. My friend here will stay with you to keep you from being lonely.” 2 2 EJ

EAN CLITTE, sometimes known as John McGean, took from around his neck an iron key that hung on a chain and tossed it to Cabell Banks. He appeared not to notice that Jerry Whitfield’s pistol still covered him as Banks moved quickly off. The exigencies of a smuggler’s life had no doubt taught him that dangerous games must be played quietly. He would wait. . . . Down in the cabin Polly heard a key grate in the lock. She hoped it would be Jerry and feared if would be Clitte. Her quick wits told her to be thankful for this compromise. The wirey, homely young man from Boston was bowing to her in his polished, impersonal way. “Put on your wig, Miss Chelsey,” he said, quite like a parent telling a child to don its bib. “Then follow me on deck. . . . Oh! so that’s the dog Jerry Whitfield’s told me of?” “Yes,” Polly answered. “I never go a step without him. I suppose . you're thinking he’s very ugly?” “I am indeed. Not that it matters. I'm homely myself, and yet I know myself to be a very worthy fellow. Come, Nuisance!” “You know his name?” Polly exclaimed in surprise. Suddenly she felt that this strange young man was an old friend in whose company she could relax and be herself. Jerry trusted him, and it appeared that Nuisance did too. “. . . Laok, Mr. Banks. Is my wig on straight? And my bonnet? . . . Wait till I pick up the dog. . . Are you taking me to Jerry, Mr. Banks?” : Cabell considered a moment. “Well, no, Miss Chelsey. He’s at the wheel, standing his trick, you might say, with our brave skipper. You come with me to the rope ladder. I want you to be the first to leave the lugger. . . Would you mind bending your pretty back and looking a little more ancient? . . . That's

it! Thank you. Lean on your stick |’

very hard now and follow me.” Jerry, meanwhile, was a more direct course with Clitte than Cabell Banks would have advised. Strategy was as unnatural with him ' as was diplomacy. He did not find it in his nature to play chess for Polly this rascal. He said, “Miss Chelsey’s my weeks heart d we're going to be marned T’1l kill anybody that makes a harm her.” little did not reply. gkilfully bringing the lugger into a " small, desolate-looking harbor where several fishing boats rode at anchor and a few shacks lined the shore. To larboard of the lugger a large of war could be seen passing _ the little harbor. He had beat it. He had, in fact, dodged through a sail-infested Channel all night, and with more adroitness than anybody but a smuggler could appreciate. He desired nothing so much now long drink of liquor and a cargo ashore. As

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who was two people, his shoulders and said to Jerry Whitfield, “You can take the woman ashore. I've got troubles enough. I figured she was a ragtag Bourbon.” 8 8 =

AILS came down and the anchor

was dropped. Clitte gave orders |P owered | which Cabell gravely made the|:

for the long boat to be lowe away with his three passengers, the dog and the trunk in it. There was a great deal of showy politeness on both sides, though the New Englander’s eyes were watchful, and Jerry and Cabell still held their pistols caressingly. ’ Even when shore was reached and the dory had gone back to the ship there was no relaxing. The village, like Corly on the other side, had the unwholesome air of furtive life and lawlessness. Jerry said, “We'd best get away from here before Clitte comes ashore and drinks a lot of cognac. He'll think he’s Napoleon, come sundown.” Cabell, who spoke French almost as easily as he spoke English, engaged a rough cart to carry them to Calais, and when they had gained the cobbled streets of that ancient and legitimate port city they felt a vast relief. They were “safe in France” at last. y were in a country that, like erica, was at war with the English. The cart driver

when he turned around, to find that the subdued old lady he had carried had become a laughing young woman with cropped brown curls, He was so intrigued and puzzled that he stopped his cart, to stare. Polly said to Cabell, “I want to present him with this wig. Make a roper speech for me, please.” At

presentation and declared in Pa< risian French:

“From our Little Grandmother to yours, Monsieur, with the gratitude of three wayfaring hearts!”

They went to ‘a hotel then, and Polly. put on her prettiest dress for the dinner of celebration that Cabell Banks had ordered for them in the dining room which he taught them to call the salle a manger. © Jerry allowed Polly but_one glass of. wine, saying ‘a. New England granny who has just regained her youth must be careful. But Polly needed no stimulant for her emotions.

Jerry's ardent eyes caressed and wooed her even while his sturdy gallantry protected her. In this oasis where bliss and safety met, the idovers and their friend laughed at yesterday and talked of tomorrow, not knowing that the greatest danger lay ahead.

(To Be » Continued)

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(All events, names and characters in this story are whe'ly fictitious.)

Daily Short Story

ANOTHER JOB—By Edwin T. Randall

AM very sorry, indeed, Mr. Akin. There has been nothing whatever to complain about in your work. It is simply that business at this store does not warrant as large a force as we have here and there are no openings at: present in our other store. Perhaps, in the near future,” and he ended the sentence with a vague wave of the hand that

was more final than the most brutal | «

dismissal. Hal fairly staggered out of the door of the office that had temporarily been taken over by this hard-as-nails executive from the general office. A wizard on efficiency, they said. Of course, there was no one to suffer but himself. Bitterness swirled through him like the cream filling a cup of coffee. He did not need to look -about for someone on whom he could pour out his bitterness in angry words. A falling cascade of boxes of nail polish brought opportunity to his very feet. That new girl, Miss Jones, had knocked over the pile in stopping to recover a box of combs she had just scattered on the floor behind the counter.

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OT and angry words came at once to his lips. With a sense of relief he felt his self-respect restored in the humitistion of this clerk. “Miss Jones.” The tone was sharp and demanding, with perfect promise of the harsh and cruel words that were to follow. “Yes, Mr. Akin,” in something so dripping with tears it was nearly a whimper. “I—I just can’t seem to move without knocking something over. It is sp narrow here -and things are piled so high. I am really trying and I am sure I can manage to learn how to do it, I'm really not so awfully large.” Indeed it seemed that all that was really large about her were her great, sky-blue eyes, from which the tears welled out. She tried to muster a bit of a smile to go with the last remark, but it met an early death by drowning. “Miss Jones,” and while the voice still had ragged edges of sternness clinging to it there was an entirely different quality to it, “I realize that there are many difficulties about this work, but you must try and accustom yourself to our way of doing things. Girls here are supposed .to have had experience before

Mind Your Manners

Test your knowledge of cor- _ rect social usage -by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below:

1. At a party where guests are served at small tables, is it necessary to wait: until all the tables have been served before beginning to eat?

2. Should dessert silver be on the table or brought in with the dessert?

3. Should a tray be used when bringing silver to the table? 4. Is it permissible to put a bread-and-butter plate on top of a dinner plate when removing it? 5. Is white or red wine preferred with a fish course?

What would you you do if— You are a woman and are entertaining a man guest. You live in a household of women and are accustomed to carving and servipg at the table—

A. Serve as usual? B. Ask him to serve the plates. C. Import a maid to serve from the kitchen? : 2 8 8 Answers 1. No.

. 2. The latter. 3. Yes. : 4. No. - 5. White.

- . Best “What Wot Would You Do” solution—(A) Unless the man comes often and would feel at at ease carving.

they are employed at the Brice

Stores.” “Oh, I've had plerity of experi-

can sell, all right, if I can just get on to handling-the stock.” And this time the smile burst into full bloom as she looked into his eyes with a warmth of offered fellowship that Hal found very disanestiing.

ET me help you with your stock,” he suggested, his anger now all strangely gone in a friendly desire to help this lady in distress. “These boxes weren't piled right in the first place or they would not have fallen that way.” So for an hour Hal worked with the new girl to get the stock on her counter all arranged. Business was light and he assigned one of the older girls to look after most of the

details of arrangement with her. She caught on quickly and asked questions so intelligently that he found himself giving her a rather complete account of just what a.girl should do to make herself of most value to the store. He forgot, for a while, that he had no further interest in that particulay business. In fact, he found that his interest was not only in the business, but in the girl, who became no longer just another clerk, but a real, and a very vivid, little person. “Aren’t you neglecting what you ought to be doing, just for me, Mr. Akin?” she said, when the hour was nearly ‘gone. “No, Miss Jones, I am net,” he replied, very earnestly, “for ‘it is important that each of our saleswomen understand the best ways of caring for the stock and making it attractive.” s = = B: ‘now they were on really friendly terms, so she smiled at

him brightly. “My first name is Margaret. My friends call me ‘Peg-

gy.”

reaction to the quick start of his heart-beat. “Well, Peggy, my friends call me Hal, but that isn’t likely to make any difference to either of us. You see there is a rule against employees of the store having social engagements with each other. That wouldn’t’ make any difference now, because I have just lost my job here. But I don’t know where in the world I will find another. And,” with another deep sigh, “there’s no use of a fellow telling a girl he'd like to know her better if he hasn't any job or any prospect of one.” That had brought the happy hour to an end. But during the rest of the day Hal had watched that counter with particular care and had offered help and suggestions innumerable times with a sure skill gained from the attention he had gi his job. } It was a long week, but i finally came to an end, with Hal desperately reluctant to leave the store where he could see Peggy every day —and feeling sure she didn’t want

Hardwicke, the efficiency man, sent for him again. “What can he do now?” thought Hal desperately. “I'm fired already.”

R. AKIN,” the old man began, his face set in just the same rim lines as before, who is a member of our general ef-

a post for which we have been seeking a man. We need a competent and sympathetic man to break in new girls, informing them of their duties and. the best ways of performing them. This will be a considerable advance and is a position of great responsibility, which - will

.| take you into all of our stores. We

have a great deal of confidence in Miss Jones’ judgment. You will report to the main office next week.” Peggy was waiting for him. *Listen,” he blustered, “was this all a put-up job and have you- been stringing me all this time!” : “Why,: Hal, don’t be silly!” Only the slightest cloud shadowed her beautiful eyes. : “I really did want, to learn the ropes and I am going |

|to stay here in this store for a

while.” The cloud disappeared in a blaze of sunshine. “There isn’t, you know, any rule against a man with a job on the general staff telling a Bice 51 Re would like to know her

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By DR. MORRIS. FISHBEIN American Medical Journal Editor

WE the heart fails to get * enough blood out every minute to take care of the needs of various portions of the body for oxygen and for nutriment, the results are. serious. Doctors used to write “heart failure” or “heart

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longer considered a satisfactory

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