Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 April 1938 — Page 14

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EASTER CRUISE By Marion White

CAST OF CHARACTERS JOYCE MILNER, heroine; she took an Easter Cruise. DICK HAMILTON, hero; he bumped into the heroine. 1SOBEL PORTER, traveler; she sought

a mate. Yesterday: Isobel has her letdown when the mysterious Mr. Gregoty is arrested for embezzlement. : CHAPTER EIGHTEEN HE social climax of the cruise

was the Fancy Dress Ball the |.

following evening. «But I haven't a thing to wear!” Joyce protested to Dr. Gray, “and

I hate rented clothes.” “Never mind. Mrs. Bates will fix you up with something. Why a

young girl like you can’t stay out of a Fancy Dress Ball!” : “I'm not going to dress up!” Dick declared emphatically. : . “Of course you are,” the doctor ordered. “I've got just the suit for you down in my cabin. You come along with me.” Mrs. Bates was waiting outside of Joyce's cabin. The doctor said you wanted a costume, miss,” she offered cheerfully. “The doctor said I had to have a costume,” Joyce corrected with a

smile. So the stewardess was off to

some hidden recess in the linen|

closet, from whence she returned promptly with a quaint gray costume, freshly laundered, voluminous with petticoats, and a stiff, starched white shawl and bonnet. Within half an hour, Joyce emerged as a demure Pilgrim maid. «Mind the petticoats,” Mrs. Bates cautioned. “Theyre only on a draw-string. . ..” Up in front of the purser’s office, she met a young man whose costume, even to the high-crowned hat and the buekle-boots, proclaimed him a fitting companion to her own sedate state, but whose bright blue eyes danced with a happy abandon. ! #2 2 » OGETHER they went up to the 4 lounge, all cleared now of furniture and rugs, with the hardwood floor waxed and polished for the dancing. They wandered through a vague wonderland of familiar faces. Not only here in the lounge, but all .over the ship, strange creatures popped into sight. “Look, quickly, I dare you!” Dick whispered as they came in for the dancing. “Over there, across the

room.” Joyce looked. She saw the imperious Mrs. O'Hara coyly bedecked in the grassy trimmings of a Hula maiden—short straw skirt, flowered lei, deep sun-tan complexion. Her hair, which hung in kittenish curls

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with fresh gardenias. In only one respect did she fail to follow the traditional style. She wore high spiked-heel evening slippers. “She looks like a round fat shredded wheat biscuit, with strawberries on top,” Dick grinned. “And look at the old man. . .. Lord, is he a picture for Puck!” Indeed, it was difficult to decipher Mr. O’Hara’s chacterization. They assumed that he was a Boy of the Islands, fitting partner to his wife. He wore the flowery lei. But Mr. O'Hara was a modest man. He did not expose his manly bosom, Hawaiian style, to the stares of the multitude. Instead he wore a sort of Roman toga, perhaps the foundation garment of the ancient kings of the South Pacific, and across his shining bald head he wore, not the worthy laurel, but a handsome wreath of fresh gardenias. Joyce stood in the doorway, laughing. ‘Don’t ask me to dance now,” she implored. “I couldn’t pass them with a straight face.” “He Jooks like a little fat Ceasar,” Dick laughed with her. “Or the sorrowful Buddha! But it’s so unworthy of the O’'Haras! I expected her to be Cleopatra, or the Empress of all the Russians. Some-

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HEY went in and joined the crowd. Dancing around the floor, Joyce caught sight of several ship’s officers standing out on deck and observing them through the window. Dr. Gray was there, with Mr. Jones, the chief officer, both laughing their teeth loose. Captain Boyer passed by on his way to the bridge, but he did not come in. His job would come later, after midnight, when he must lead the committee of judges to decide the best costumes and award prizes. They had gone around the floor twice when she was conscious of a gradual loosening around her waistline. She looked down in sudden alarm. “Dick,” she whispered, “Steer me over toward the door, will you? Priscilla’s losing her bustle.” “What? No safety pins?” He grasped her more firmly about the waist, as he guided their steps toward the door. “I'll be waiting here for you,” he promised, as she hurried off. Hurrying down the empty corridor, .she collided with a heavy figure backing out of one of the staterooms. She recognized the adipose. Hawaiian princess, and automatically murmured a careless apology. But Mrs. O'Hara's eyes were still unfriendly and accusing; she stalked back to the lounge as if indignant that she must walk the same corridors with other mortals. “The devil with her,” Joyce thought lightly. “I wonder if she still thinks I'm out to lure that hoptoad of a husband. ,..” Five minutes later, securely tied and adjusted, she rejoined Dick. “How about a little intermission?” he suggested.” “I asked Dr. Gray and the chief officer to join us on the Lido deck for a bottle of champagne.” : They found the two men waiting for them, and Mr. Jones’ face was gun convulsed in a spasm of laughTr. They sat at a quiet table far astern, enjoying the cool night breeze, and listened to the chief officer's exaggerated accounts of other Fancy Dress Balls and other counterparts of Mrs. O’Hara. Mr. Jones was relating an amusing incident that had befallen one of the passengers at a masquerade some four or five cruises previous. A sudden scream, coming apparently from the lounge, cut him short, and the music stopped on a half note. There was a quick of voices raised in ques

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tioning confusion, then ‘absolute stillness. ; “Now what the devil has happened?” the doctor wondered. , They waited, expectantly, for the news to travel -down their way. “Tis nothing,” Mr. Jones finally contended. “Some buffoon’s stepped on the mermaid’s bunion. ,, .” Presently a long-faced steward came down and stood before them. “Captain’s orders,” he said briefly.

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