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

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This Man, Joe Murray

By William Corcoran

CAST OF CHARACTERS JOE MURRAY-—Liked new places, new Jobs, new girls. HELEN—Fell in love—hard—once. TERRY MALLOW—Found love—and kept it!

Yesterday: for talking to Terry; threatens to jar up her folks. She accepts the challenge,

tells him he is the only man who could |

do that!

CHAPTER SEVEN E looked at her. & He was amused. I'll take it on. When?” “Tonight.” “Right now? O. K.” They crossed the turned the corner, walking a little

“All right.

street

faster in the excitement of their

purpose.

Joe was amused at the way she

sort of sneaked him hopefully into her home, like a little boy bring-

ing home a stray dog he knows is | to be ejected forth- | with. The difference was that this |

most likely strav dog had a bark and certain strong opinions, and would be difficult. They entered the Mallow flat through the front door that led off

the stair landing into the parlor. It stuffv, sugar and candy and | kind of living room with no | like the | be ex-| Terry lighted a lamp and | other |

was 8 acid warmth or Murray parlor, pected. then went back into the rooms to explain herself. Joe sat and he could hear the voices, querulous and a little rasping with suspicion, in the back, and Terry’s bland, always bland and gaily hopeless, explanation.

good feeling as might

The grandfather came from the |

rear to investigate. He was a solid,

{ He chuckled. |

and

the ejection

HOLD EVERYTHING

Joe clips Tommy Withers |

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heavy-jowled man with white hair | and mustache and small eyes, and |

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the contradictory look fed and dyspeptic to-

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he being gether.

stood with his hands |

in his pockets and grunted, look- |

ing at Joe. = » o

O smiled pleasantly, got up and « crossed the room. He put out his hand to the old man, and waited, without saying a word, just smiling and looking at him and waiting.

The old man looked at the hand, |

his face took on a more sour expression than ever, and he moved his solid shoulders a little, uneasily. He grunted again. There is a strength in men that

is like a flowing force, and if wo | men meet and the forces run side |

br side together, thev are friends; |

and if the forces meet head on or at an oblique, the stronger bushes the other back or sidewise out of the wav and goes on, dominating. The old man pulled his hand from his pocket and gave it to Joe. Joe gripped it hard, but pleasantly. He explained that Terry and he had run into each other and he walked home with her. The old man stood there and lisfened, looking hateful and unwilling. and did not know what to say

to Joe. When he got his hand back |

again, when Joe was ready to give it to him, he thrust it deep in the pocket He merely grunted once

again in reply to Joe. He looked at | and with that he found his |

Terry, opening. “Don’t vou go out again,” he said sourly. “When your new beau goes, vou come right back. You've got better things to do than entertaining company.” “Yes, grand-dad.” she said. He turned around to go, and added grimly. “You leave this door open while youre here. Well be sitting inside.” & = » HE back of Joe's neck stung, as if it were scalded, and he was hot with sudden, baffled fury. A man would need to be awfully dense to miss the unspeakable point to that. Terry, for the moment, was acting as if nothing had hapened;

GRIN AND BEAR IT

TATTOO ARTIST

“Nice night, Fan—even a man-in-the-moon for wus. “Umm—nicer if it were a man and the moon.”

By Clyde Lewis

“I can’t help it if you ARE ticklish! You'll have to sit still if you want me to finish this job!”

By Sylvia

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By Lichty

she was an enigmatic creature, well |

trained at hiding her feelings. Joe studied Terry's face, and her hig eves, and he put a hand on her hair, stroking it roughly and gently and puzzledly, and then he took her in one arm and pulled her to him and held her. She came quickly and put her head against his shoulder and left it there, eves closed. They were not in immediate view from the rear. They stood so a minute, and Joe looked her so quiet and silent and peaceful, and he was puzzled . . . puzzled. He stayed an hour. They either end

sat at

“Shucks—I saw this at Leavenworth.”

THIS CURIOUS WORLD

down at |

in the Mallow parlor |

of the sofa, looking at one another. |

Joe asked questions,

numberless |

questions, all about her and her life |

and her ways hushed wav

of thinking. she became gay

In aj and |

vivacious and talked at a great rate, |

her big eyes luminous and beautiful in the lamplight. “Youre a funny her when he thought to go. ‘You stick ijt come right side up. from Papke's ana Tommy Withers.” She was so childlike, so transparent, like an open book. “Sure, I'll come again sometime. You've a pretty tough outfit of a but I'm a little tough myself.” “No boy ever stepped up and faced my grandfather like vou did before!” she told him admiringly. “He didn’t know what to say.” “That's all there is to it. It's a push-over. Get the jump. Get ‘em speechless. The rest is simple.” “It is for you,” she said. “But I have to stay here afterward.”

kid!” he told

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fre flecks of anger lighted |

momentarily He squeezed her hand. tell vou, and you'll come out on top. Stick it out. Don’t let them stampede you. It can't go on forever, and there's a limit to what they can do. How old are you?” “Seventeen.” “You'll soon come of age. you can tell them to go climb a pole.” She smiled and shook her head. “You don’t know!” “All right,” he said. “But will vou promise to do what I tell you, and we'll see how it comes out?” “I promise,” she said with simple willingness, You see,

in his eyes.

Terry Mallow had a

strength. Tt was not such a strength |

as vou find in the usual person; in Terry the usual things, her weaknesses and her strength, had grown d in different directions entirely. In

it was better | Youll | But stay awav

“You do as I |

Then |

THAT HAVE INVADED THEIR DOMAIN.

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VENOUS,

A PRODUCT OF EROSION, IN SOUTHEASTERN UTAM.

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Terry's life, you did not get something you wanted terribly by being good and waiting for it. You studied it out, and took it if you | could get it at all, and then hung lon like grim death no matter what | happened, and then maybe you'd | end up in possession of it, deserved | or not, out of sheer exhaustion. | Joe came to sense a little of that jas he knew her better. She had cast about, got what she thought | was something of a hold on Tommy | Withersi and she would have hung

fon to him for dear life if anybody | else but Joe had ordered her to let

eo. Joe's orders were different, furs

| mirable—and she let Tommy go, to | catch hold of Joe Murray, and with- | out him even knowing it, to start

right in holding on for dear life.

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(To Be Continued)

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