Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 April 1938 — Page 14

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EASTER CRUISE By Marion White

(Copyright. 1938. NEA Service. Inc.) CAST OF CHARACTERS

SOMETHIN', HAH? 'FRAID I'M GONNA GO OUT AN' BUY SOME ICE CREAM ER. SOMETHIN'.....%: . YOU'RE IN MISERY--

HAPPENED TO, HOOPLE 2 SO LONG HE AIN'T BEEN AROUND SINCE | HERE FOR A COUPLE we ANYONE'S OF WEEKS —~~~BILL MISS TAGGED KRAUSE THINKS MAYBE CHM “4 ME FOR

FER YOU GETTIN! IT AS IT AM NOT GETTIN’ IT

{ - Yesterday: When Dick suddenly leaves Joyce in the Casino to attend O'Hara she assumes he has gone to Isobel. So her winnings do not mean anything to her now!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

D= followed Mrs. Porter out to the bar, a gloomy frown wrinkling his brows. Why the devil should he be called upon to shake { O'Hara out of the D. Ts? As if she sensed his annoyance, she stopped inside the bar fo explain: “It's the management of ihe Casino, Richafd. They simply will not tolerate actions like this.” «What can I do?” he demanded, trying to keep the irritation out of his voice. “Help me get him out of here,

quietly. I asked one cf the wait- Z - AMOS _ ers, but Mr. O'Hara resented it. soPR. 1938 BY NEA SERVICE. Ie. 1°18 EBWAS

Raid pe Foulans pe mauled BY | «pp too tired to tell you a story, dear—your daddy will be home soon greasy er and he'll tell us both one.” LI'L ABNER : : : . + =—By Al Capp |

- I'd nr to maul him, Dicks thought. : simn : 20 7 . a hand FLAPS FAN By Sylvia ARE’ a AME tA \ DE Taree GUESTS LEAVE -HURRIEDLY. better th L, th it-. ol WOULD LIKE \ WE GOT NUTH : SE Ere tor that mates GOING / T'COURT YO) AGIN YO SUH on Dar THAT YOURE RELATIVES ¢ OF ) GIMM

ers either, for that matter.” i “I don't know, Richard. 1 THE WOMAN | LOVE-THATS

thought she came with him, but she must have returned to the boat when she saw the condition he was | in.” | All evening she had prayed, de-| spairingly, for just such a situation, | for just this sort of logical excuse to get Richard away from Miss Milner. Why, she asked herself, must she be continually embroiled in these horrible little subterfuges? She didn’t “enjoy deliberately hurting Miss Milner. The only balm to her conscience was that she knew Miss Milner would be able to take care of herself. Indeed, there were moments when she wished that Isobel were a little more like that cool, self-contained young woman. . . . If only Isobel would marry! If only she would find someone who could keep her wants supplied, so that her mother might have peace! So, regardless of Miss Milner, she must think of her daughter first. Richard was the man for her. She walked over to the corner table, where he was still trying io shake some sign of life into the unconscious O’Hara. Her eyes implored him. “I'll have a car brought around to this side entrance, Richard. Please—just get him to the car. ... I'll explain io Miss Milner. : = “All right, if you will.” . Sco la Jou rd the main| “T don’t know what's the matter with me—it’s too late for flu, an’ too entrance, to look for Adolph. But early for spring fever or love.” she did not stop to explain tu Joyce. Not just yet, she told herself.| GRIN AND BEAR IT : By Lichty First I must find Isobel. ... . : ss = = I: was several moments later before she returned to the bar, just in time to Dick and his. charge, assisted by one of the waiters, disappear through the exit. Immediately she sent another boy with her message for Joyce. She worded it | | truthfully, but she hoped it would | Leg be misunderstood. And when the | Sg boy looked after Mr. O'Hara and grinned understandingly, she knew that he would muddle the story exactly as she wanted him to. There was no doubt in her mind as to how Joyce would react.

She followed the three men through the side door, looking to

JOYCE MILNER, heroine; she took an ; Easter Cruise. THAT VANISHING LIKE WE A TOUCH . phe HAMILTON, hero; he bumped CREAM TH’ MAJOR Z| po TH! “1 THAT TM x J ISOBEL PORTER, traveler; she sought SAID HE HAD “[ mumps/t GETTIN' a mate. j PERFECTED REALLY / . ; LONESOME / er > .

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FOR CONTROL OF THE CAR, MYRA CRASHES INTO A POLE DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF THE SHERIFF'S OFFICE

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he straightened suddenly and made a sturdy attempt to stand on his own two feet. After they had piled him into the car, Mrs. Porter - hesitated. “I think I'd better go along with him. “Wait here just another moment, will you, Richard? I'll get my wrap —» She did not wait for his reply; she’d done her part and now she was through. At the side entrance, Dick waited on the steps; still undecided. It wasn’t right to let the woman go off alone like this with a drunk.| But neither was it Wght to leave

Joyce alone. : : zi etn In the end, he placed his faith . “She's that new star—wants to be incognito, I suppose!”

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ss = = MEN CAN LIVE WITHIN . Joes was not there. He walked A RANGE. OF 200 DEGREES *JJ all around, looking over shoul- OF TEMPERATURE VARIATION, : ders through the crowd. She was 8UT THEIR 80OL0Y : nowhere in sight. EMPERATL/. . Q “Hello, Tall, Dark and Frown- 7: RES ; ing! What's wrong?” Isobel slipped her arm through his and smiled up at him. “I dont know what's become of | | Joyce,” he said uneasily. : Isobel pretended astonishment. ’ «But she left. Didn't you know?” «Of course I didn’t. I was outside with your mother, trying to * sober up that fool of an O'Hara. You say she left?” “I saw her go.” “But she wouldn’t have gone back alone—" Her eyes were two round saucers, “She wasn’t 'alone.” “Whom would she have gone with?” : “With Mr. Gregory.” She spoke as innocently as a child. “I just looked up from the table, and there they were, going out together.” “So that’s it.” His voice was flat. “I've been deserted too,” Isobel said presently, with a pretty pout. “you have?” He turned his attention to her. They laughed. “Well, there’s nothing we can do about it, is there?” he

asked lightly. “Yes, thesé is!” she corrected gaily. “We cén go right into the bar . and drown our sorrows in another Planters’ Punch!” “Smart girl! That's precisely what we will do.’ ’ ra Many hours later, Joyce still lay awake in her berth. : When the hands on her clock |- 5 pointed to 6 o'clock, the incoming : oi tender brought the sound of a fa- : ' 5 miliar voice to her ears. _ | waters of Bermuda harbor. There ; har EE eget, Sheo-nel! oe YOUNg | had been something fine: between SO THEY SAY + * : | voice sang lustily, to the bibulous |, = 1 .¢ night, despite the cold | The Orient from Siberia to Singa- bi : ; : } 2 A tune of Sweet Adeline. “My-y-y-y : : pore is not worth the bohes of one J 7, ; : 6 iA : and the terror. But that was gone | american = soldier.—Dr. Charles A > A : \ Lt

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