Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 June 1938 — Page 18

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This Man, Joe Murray

By William Corcoran

CAST OF CHARACTERS JOE MURRAY—liked new places, new fobs. new girls. HELEN—fell in love—hard-—once. TERRY MALLOW—found love—and kent it!

OUT OUR WAY —

With Major Hoople

MY COUSIN ELMER WAS ALWAYS GOIN' TO ORGANIZE SOME MIND OF SASSIETY\AND HE FINALLY DID, AFTER TH’ COPS HAD RUN® TH' BELL ON HIM! HE GOT uP TH’ “FRIENDS OF OUR FEATHERED SONGSTERS CLUB’ AND EVERY MEMBER WAS ALLOWED A CANARY IN HIS

HOLD EVERYTHING By Clyde Lewis

IT WON'T WORK, ICI = YOU CAINT WEAN ‘EM OFF ™ BOTTLES YIT=NATURE'LL DO THAT! YOU'LL HAVE TO MAMMY THEM ON TH' BOTTLE TILL THEIR NECKS GROW LONG ENOUGH TO REACH GRASS

1 WiLL WEAR “THE MANTEL OF AFFLUENCE WITH TRUE HOOPLE TOLERANCE /

THAT CRACK YOU &OT ON TH’ WK TTH' NIGHT THEY RAIDED ME CLAUSKY'S SPEAK AIN'T BOTHERIN' YOU BY ANY CHANCE, 1S

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Yesterdav—Life for Joe and Helen. usnal love story. the halance,

CHAPTER THREE

HAT happened was this It was a June day. an early June way, three weeks from the wedding. Joe had broken the news back home, and was receiving hopeful apprehensive demands for more information. Home seemed very far away this day; it was a day for adventure and courage and happy living. with little thought for tomotrow. Joe's gang was working on the roadbed, replacing cross ties and leveling the ballast with an eye to | perfection in the job of which the Pullman passenger riding smoothly overhead never dreams. At noontime, Helen was due with the lunch, as usual. She appeared out on the tracks generally about half a mile from the point where they worked today. Joe watched for her. They ail!

kept an eye out for her, looking YOU SAY on her with a kind of gruff pro- ™E CUTEST MR.GAT GARSON, KID IS SERVING OUT MEAN TO

prietary affection and pride, almost | THINGS TT ALIAS LIL ABNER YOUR SENTENCE J” RILE YO'¥’

timing themselves bv her appear- i J » \ = : {4 - ance as thev timed themselves by i j NS y the western express that blew by with a roar at that exact point at seven minutes to noon. It was about 10 minutes to 12 when Helen stepped into sight this dav. She waved from the distance and walked up on the westbound tracks, stepping along with the broken stride of a trackwalker on | the ties. She wore a cheap but clean gingham dress that she had just put on a few minutes before. " =” n { OE heard. they all heard. the «4 whistle of the westbound and the singing of the rails as it came. She could hear that, too. But In addition they heard. and what's more they saw, suddenly and nervouslv, an unscheduled train traveling at express sp&>d on the eastbound tracks. It was coming behind Helen's back. on the adjoining track. And with the scheduled daily westbound in her ears and on her mind, she was plainly unaware of the train behind her. Joe swore once and dropped his heavy hammer and walked several steps down the track and stopped. The others watched. Joe waved his arms in warning. Helen waved back. signifying that she was well aware of the approaching westbound and in no danger, and to prove it to him stepped from the westbound tracks over to the other—in the path of the roaring | unscheduled eastbound {

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—/ FORGET IT -----AND LET'S GET AWAY FROM THIS PLACE J AS QUICKLY AS jr POSSIBLE!

"TAIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A SCRATCH, MISS NORTH... THANKS T'YOUR WARNIN'! SORRY I TREATED

MYRA ! THANK HEAVENS YOU'RE NOT HARMED! IT'S ALL OVER NOW... THE PROFESSOR MET HIS END BY HIS OWN DEVILISH CONTRAPTIONY

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“An hour late! I've been waitin’ so long the manager's been out five times to tell me to quit picketin’ his place.”

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BUT IF YOU DOUBLE-CROSS ME, YOU BUG-EVED MOUSE — IF YOU SQUEAL TO THE COPS, OR FRANKIE! BUNCHA BODYGUARDS FAIL TO SHOW UP, I'LL KILL You! TLLNOT Wa YOUTURNED OUT TO} | ONY RUN CAROL McKEES LOOKS, ILL ' '

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( For TH LOVE OF YOU HEARD ME, PUNK! UNLESS You MIKE, FRANKIE, WANT AN ACCIDENT TO HAPPEN LISSEN TO REASON., THAT'LL SPOIL YOUR GIRL'S Bay,

a HAND OVER THAT LEASE! “It's a special,” said

3 LT gang. “President's special.” <A \

Thev all abandoned the job, to| i : a EA RN te So > & A stand there making signals at the | | | AR BEE : " - girl. Helen waved back and con- y SE ; tinued as she was. Joe shouted, cursed. raved, try*a1g desperately io | make her understand | The westbound went wailing past the gang on a blast of wind; the | engineer was holding down the} whistle cord. You could see in the distance that Helen was puzzled | and scared and trying to under-| stand and staying right where she | was in the safety she thought she was in.

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DO YOU MIND IF 1 HAVE IT, MISS DREEM ? I'D LIKE TO BE ABLE TO SAY I MADE A MOVIE STAR PLAY SECOND FIDDLE |

FORGET THE INCIDENT, FRECKLES--AND LETS HAVE A 6000 TIME /

HAVE THE NEXT DANCE, FRECKLES ?

NO, NOT NOW ! WAIT FOR THE GRAND MARCH ! HAPPENS | Ff I want © PUNCTURE HIS BALLOON WHEN ITS RIDING ITS HIGHEST /

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never did less mn one single flashing The eastbound came on, shrieking in the din, screaming. The two trains passed each other on tracks, thundering and and the earth shook Somewhere in the thunder and screaming was Joe's Helen, with Joe's warm lunch and her gingham dress that she'd just put on clean a few

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love. and what that are only of my story. What Joe gone into either. without the telling He went out | of his mind. literally. What pulled | him together—not altogether, but enough—was the fact that the old people drew him to them as if he were part of her and they needed | him to endure it. TI guess they did. | Joe hung around for a couple of | weeks after the funeral. He didn't go back on the job. He wanted no further sight of railroad tracks. He just hung around quietly, like a | man knocked on the head and slow | to get over it, none too clearly | aware of what's going on around | him. Then one day he packed his | bag without a word and blew the | town, getting a lift on a truck trundling hundreds of miles to northward. Once more the Murrays at home | heard from their Joe from all parts | of the nation. He never showed up at home, but he always wrote every | little while. His letters were differ- | ent from the old ones. as vou might expect; vet not different in the smart, glib tone of them. or in the genial razzing for his brothers and sisters, and all news from home. but rather in the underlying meanings that Mrs. Murray in her shrewdness could clearly read. Only once ! had Joe dropped his wisecracking | style with which a man covers his | feelings: when he told them simply | of Helen's death.

WELL , YOu HAVE To HAVE A PERMANENT THEGE

“Let's soften those lights to amber—the white light adds years to her age.

WON'T Your MOM LET You GET oMNE?

| needn't be | You will know |

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THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson

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DORING THE » ICE AGE, ~~ SOME ELEPHANTS MOVED SOUTH TO "WARMER. CLIMES ; SOME REFUSED TO

o » ” - E'S in Duluth,” she told the family She missed him. Or perhaps it was Detroit or Dallas. "He's working in a sheet metal | shop again there. He says it’s a good job with plenty of work and nice fellows and his boarding | house is clean and cheap. He likes it and he thinks he’ll stav a while.” But he never stayed. Soon would come a letter from another | town where he'd flown on sudden | impulse. He fell into the way a job at sheet metal cause that was the last had done. and he could hel being good in that line because

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acrid smells of hot lead and tin | blow and who cares? I haven't met and iron. [the boarding house yet that was | He went from helper to journey- any better than the next one I shove man to mechanic with no special into.” Then he might close with |

of taking work be- | thing he | not

his hands were quick and sure, and metal and the machines that work metal gave him a certain pleasure. He liked the air and atmosphere of those shops by a kind of instinctive inclination: he | liked the clean crisp sound of metal shearing in the bite of the big knife, the exciting roar of the

| coke hearth or a blow torch, thel I get tired of it thats all, and I ‘AM *Vnehy "are wholly ‘Betitious) id |

| blew like a tumbleweed. out of one

| his remonstrating mother. “I | always find a job.

effort, because good men were appreciated in a shop that year and work was plentiful. Yet he just

| as always.

“No, I'm not saving my money and | I wouldn't know what to do with it | if IT did. Here's 10 bucks for vour- |

| self, and for Pete's sake stop the |

worrying. I'll turn out right side up | I'll write from Albuquerque next week after I get a chance to look the place over.” |

(To Be Continued)

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