Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 March 1938 — Page 14

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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 captain.

Yesterday—With deep concern, Polly awzfts the return of Jerry, meanwhile bessing the brunt of unkind village gossip.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE PRING night in Connecticut, and the scent of lilacs through the, window. Polly’s baby sleeping in his cradle, Polly in her bed. Near the door lies the mongrel dog on guard, his whiskered nose on his outstretched paws, his ears twitching—the little dog that has come so far and knows his destiny. _ Spring night on the ‘Atlantic off the coast of England, the same moment in the span of time, yet later as hours are counted. Two vessels riding close, one newly captured. . About the prisoners,” Jerry Whitfield was saying to Cabell “I'd like to get rid of

It’s bad business keeping prisoners. You've got to feed. and exercise them. In the end they're apt to take your ship away from you. My advice is, set them ashore tomorrow on the first island you can safely touch.” “There never was sounder advice,” Jerry replied. “And we'd both better head south at once. Come daylight, Old Mother Frigate will count her chickens—"

“We'll sail together, of course. I'll |

have my French pilot pick your island. Good night—” Cabell went over the side alone and rowed himself back to the

Gray Gull. Presently the two ships |.

were cleaving the night like a pair of friendly birds flying south. The old French pilot knew of an island that would do. A ship he sailed had once put in there for a new mast the year he got his second wound fighting for Napoleon. “It’s inhabited,” he told Cabell in his provincial Fernch, “but none too comfortable.” The old man laughed hard at the thought of “the English dogs” having to stop there. (It was always “English dogs” when his wounds hurt him.) “They will have to live carrots and goats’ milk, the ine rascals! No roast beef for a while!” » ” 2

HE island proved to be just where the old Frenchman said it would be, and they reached it next day before sunset. The Gray Gull stood by while Jerry took the May Queen as close to shore as he dared. There must come now the difficult work of unloading prisoners. Most of the British sailors in the forecastle cabin would be armed, Jerry recalled; only those in the deck fight had lost their weapons. A slip now, one careless or incautious move on his part, and the ship would be taken from him. In this event he and his men would hardly be set ashqre on this island. They would be taken in irons to Dartmoor prison or to the vile hulk ships reserved for American privateers who overreached them-

At this moment, with elation behind him and grim necessity ahead, Jerry could think of Polly clearly. Not as a dim sweet dream

‘in the darkness, but as a flesh and

blood wife in a pinepaneled kitchen, sewing a seam before an open fire.

In her strength and courage, in her ~ promise of fruition and home to

a wandering man’s heart, Polly was America, and America was Polly. For such a woman and such a country, men cultivated level heads and humble hearts. It was ‘the gquarter-deck cabin that Jerry unlocked first. In person he conducted the four sullen officers up the ladder and across decks to the rope ladder that took them to the waiting shore boat. He remembered to be conventional, knowing that the English expected every American privateer skipper to be a -boor. 2 ” 2 ROM the forecastle cabin a few men were called at a time and disarmed. Fists and tempers were active. The prisoners had naturally concerted during the night and day to overthrow their captors. Jerry warily stationed them in the boats with oars in their hands, each matched by an American oarsman, with another pair of his men to guard the boat. And so the transfer was made from ship to island without loss of life. ‘This accomplished, the May Queen and the Gray Gull put to sea again and sailed west. That way lay home. Though there was threat of storms, good weather held, and this was fortunate. Both ships were lightly manned, and on board the May Queen bruised bodies and blackened eyes were prevalent. Jerry and his original 12 men could at-]

— test to the prowess of "British fists,

even when swung by sleepy drunkards. Jerry's left cheek was crazily split where the surprised helmsman’s knuckles had placed their one Protesting blow. | His moccasined feet were painy sore from the scuffling British ts that had trodden over them. Ee the wonder of this beautiful brig made his aches and bruises seem as nothing to Jerry Whitfield. e ran over the ship like a gratified boy who cannot believe his luck. He was mute and awe-struck

. as he studied her broad decks and

utiful cabin, her stout canvas bea strong spars and realized that they were his to command. For by the laws of war, she was his! There was only Cabell Banks to dispute and Cabell had spoken. Cabell had stood in the nce of both crews just before left the island and said:

his. I have nothing to do With her,

except to share the cargo accord-

ing to agreement.”

Because of the ‘cargo the two captains were proceeding together now to an American port. They rished a court of admirality to pass | their prize in order that all ht be legal. so for the second time they in at Wilmington for matters “ousiness They learned now that ateer skippers needed sharp

»ir hands was rich and extensive. ers were in port from cities as » away as New Orleans and New fo The two young séamen were 3 match for these crafty gentleand so their goods went for

for the cargo they had on

ve of

was able to pay his debts and restock the Gray Gull for a long cruise, besides laying by a tidy sum in the bank against another barren season. Jerry was able to buy provisions without stint for the big May Queen and to engage a larger crew: The sailors received their prize money hilariously and swore allegi-

ance. On the night of departure from Wilmington, Cabell and Jerry sat in the Gray Gull’s cabin and enjoyed a last talk. They were going their separate ways, Cabell across the Atlantic again, Jerry to Connecticut to see Polly. “It’s a thrill I can hardly believe,” Jerry said. “Me going to Polly at last. Going in my own ship.” 8 8 = HE fortunes of war, my boy. Down yesterday. On top of the world today. And don’t forget tomorrow’s an uncharted country. . . » By the way. My banker gave me some papers I left with him

on our last stop here. I've ‘got a confession to make. That letter you wrote Polly and gave me to post. . . Well, it was with the papers. I found it when I opened the packet. There's nothing I can say except I'm sorry. I was almost crazy at the time, youll recall, over debts. It's a poor excuse, but all I have. I've just posted the letter to

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Banks. . . . Forgiven?” ‘Of course,” Jerry said. ‘I reckon there’s nothing we couldn’t forgive one another after what we've been through. Polly’s sensible. She’ll take it all right.”

way they disposed of the matter of a mere letter, shook hands, swore eternal friendship, and parted. Later, they saluted as their two ships left the harbor. One ship stood toward the east. The other headed north, following the coast line—the May Queen bound for Connecticut. Some British warships stood off Norfolk, and these drove her out to

because they kept together like a pair of gadflies. Jerry dared not fight them, but fled before them, hoping to lose them and so turn home again. This monstrous game kept up for a fortnight. And then one day the May Queen’s lookouts reported that the gadflies had parted company and only one remained. Jerry went to meet this ship in combat. And so they tested the May Queen’s long guns. There was bloodshed, and five of Jerry’s men were buried at sea, but there was victory, too.

(To Be Continued)

events, names and characters in this story are Whally fictitious.)

(All

DISASTER—By

Daily Shori Story

Elizabeth Wolff

HARLES CHRISTOPHER, captain and owner of the tramp freighter Sursum Corda, stood on the bridge of his ship and wondered at the rapid approach of his first mate up the narrow stairway. First Mate Carter was perspiring under the hot rays of the South Pacific sun. Tiny beads of water caught the rays and made them dance on his forehead. His buttons caught them and made them dance on his chest. He stopped almost aggressively before the captain. “I would like to speak to you.” Christopher blinked at the abrupt approach, the intended absence of the ‘*‘sir.” “What do you want?” he asked. “Your question is well put, Captain,” said Carter. “Odd that you should know I want something. For I really do want something. I want a guarantee of safety.” “8 s ” HRISTOPHER allowed himself a smile. “Are you afraid the ship is going to sink?” “No. I'm afraid the ship is going to be sunk.” Christopher’s face was expressionless. “What do you mean?” “Ah, now, Captain,” said Carter banteringly, “the old antagonism still prevails, I see. But I rejoice, for within a short time, I hope, we two will become fast friends.” He relaxed somewhat, as if more certain of his position. “I have just made a very interesting discovery,” he went on. “I have discovered that the cargo of wine we were supposed to be carrying has suddenly turned into a cargo of water, and not very good water at that.” “You mind your own business!” shouted Christopher. “What's in that cargo is no concern of yours.” “Captain,” replied Carter soothingly, “you fail to realize that the time for oratory has passed. We have now approached that point where a compromise must be made. In short, I know now why you took us down here. You want to sink the ship for insurance. . . . A very ambitious undertaking, but no doubt you are prepared for every contingency. Well, here is a contingency: where do I come in? “Come inside,” sald Capt. Christopher.

Mind Your Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. How should corn on the cob be eaten? 2. What woman does a man seat at a dinner party? . 3. If a dinner hostess has not provided ash trays and cigarets should a guest smoke? 4. If it is a custom of your home to say grace before each meal, is it thoughtful ‘to ask a guest to say it? 5. How should spoon. bread be eaten?

What would you do if— Your budget allows for very little entertaining— A. Have one or two parties a year and really splurge? B. Have people in often and serve very simple food? C. Put off all entertaining until you have more money? ; 8 8 8 Answers

1. Hold it at both ends and: butter only a narrow strip at a time. 2. The woman on his right. 3. No. 4. No. Not unless he is a minister. 5. With 'a fork.

Best “What Wot Would You Do” solution—B.

“I have just made a discovery”

T= take over,” Christopher announced at midnight. He waved the man away from the wheel and stationed himself at the post. He felt in his deep coat pocket. Yes, the iron pipe was there. All seemed to be going well. He had nothing to fear. His glance at the magnetic compass was automatic. So Carter was in on it now. . « But not for long. He'd finish Carter tonight, when he came up to relieve. . . . He reviewed his plans. The Sursum Corda would be sunk day after tomorrow. Tonight, toward the end of his watch, they would pass the Circassian Reefs and then

proceed to the Fiji Island trade route, where the wreck would be timed to coincide within half a day with the approach of the Bankok en route to Panama. The crew would then be picked up. No one would be

‘wise to the real cause of the dis-

aster. It would be blamed on an explosion. The Sursum Corda was an old boat. Almost. any = excuse would do. The night outside was black as pitch. The wind blew warm from the west and the wires overhead sang reassuringly. He lighted his pipe and once more touched his pocket to make sure the piece of iron was still there. No, there would be no trouble disposing of Carter. ... Carter had too many ideas; he was not a safe man to have around. One o’clock.

” ” 8 T 1:30 he looked again at. the compass. He started. Strange —but he was off the course. Quite a ways off, too. He looked again and wiped the glass. No mistaking it. He was off course. Damn! It would never do to let himself fall asleep now, with the reefs so near —and the ship so far from the trade route. They would never be picked

up if anything happened to them here. He must be careful. He righted the ship with a turn of the wheel and settled back to contemplate his future. Two o'clock. Six bells . . . 3 o'clock. . . then 4 o'clock. Shortly after 4:30 it happened. It came suddenly, abruptly, cruel-

ly. There was a brief thunderclap

of sound, a sickening suspension of all forward motion. A steam pipe gave way down below with a dull roar, and the white clouds billowed upward from the hatchways. The ship shivered for a moment es the great weight readjusted itself; then it settled back slowly from the bare face of the reef and went quietly about the business of sinking. 8 ” os > HRISTOPHER felt sure he would have to swim for it. A boat was already being lowered. It was in the sea now. The men were shouting to him. “Jump! Jump!” He made ready. Then he stopped. For he suddenly knew the why and -the wherefore. It dawned on

him in a great burst of light. He knew the answer the moment he saw Carter down below on the deck. Carter™looking up with terror and amazement and child-like wonder, Carter gazing thunderstruck, his face white. Carter . .. Carter who was to get the iron pipe on the back of his head. The pipe . . . the pipe and Carter . . . iron pipe in his pocket . -4+ his pocket against the compass ‘. - the magnetic compass . iron against a magnetic compass! He had been a fool, an utter fool!! - The ship went on pushing its battered prow into the dark waters.

THE END i (All evenis, names and characters in this story are wholly fictitious.)

COMMON ERRORS

Never pronounce berceuse—bers00s’; say, be’-sura

Polly with an apology from C.

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YOUR "HEALTH

By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN American Medical Journal Editor

tioning in large buildings has been too short to permit. making any very definite conclusions. We do know already, however, that tem-

perature contrasts must not be great. Apparently it is desirable to keep the temperature in buildings between 75 and 80 degrees Fahrenheit, with a relative humidity of from 40 to 55 per cent. In theaters and restaurants where the occupants remain an hour .or two before going out to the summer

air again, it is customary to keep

the air in the room from 2 to 15 degrees Fahrenheit below the prevailing outdoor temperature.~ Of course people feel the difference at once passing from one temperature to the other, but apparently our bodies are able to adjust themselves to such variations. The chief complaint against air conditioning is over-cooling. This seems to result either from faulty control of the apparatus or sometimes it is done deliberately as a means of advertising the . system. Unquestionably, cooling of the air in hot weather contributes to the comfort and efficiency of human beings and may be of great importance in the control of certain

diseases. ! 8 8 2

ing of the American Medical Association has felt that air conditioning in large office buildings has been satisfactory from the point of view of comfort, but that thus far cooling in the home is to be considered a luxury because of the high

costs. “In many parts of the country,” says the committee; “where the ‘temperature usually drops at night, natural and preventive measures are usually sufficient in affor relief during the heat of the day. This holds particularly in the average home, the uncrowded office or the shop. Adequate insulation, including the use of awnings on the sunny side of the building and the circulation of cool air by means of an exhaust fan in the attic space, will keep the building reasonably comfortable during the daytime.

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and there will be an extra shirge of 75 cents for lettuce for the rabbits.”

use of an ordinary desk fan will alleviate discomfort, “When cooling is desired in an

ordinary home, it may be sufficient in the interest of economy to cool

the use of a unit room cooler. The bedrooms can be cooled at night by the circulation of cool night air.”

SO THEY SAY

I have red hair and five of my: children were red-haired. The five redheads still are alive, but my five other children, who were dark-

age.—Mrs. Sirah Wormer, Denver, Colo., who is convinced that redheads live longer.

Trial by jury ; sunk to a low level in this country, where it sometimes takes 90 days to select a jury which could be chosen in five minutes in

England.—James B. Hepbron, criminologist.

. Every community feels that the profession is over-crowded ... as a result, there is little ao for anyone except well qualified young lawyers.—Prof. James P. Gitford of Columbia University.

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