Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 June 1938 — Page 16
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YOU HAVE A BAD CASE OF SOMNIFEROUS CORPULENCE was 1 AM PRESCRIBING A SERIES OF TREATMENTS TO RECTIFY THIS CONDMON, SUCH AS MOWING THE LAWN, CHOPPING WOOD, AND SIMILAR CHORES/[
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THURSDAY, JUNE 23, 1938 By Williarhs
IT WASN'T RUSHING I AT HIM TO HIT HIM ~ dn I WAS RUSHING TO SAVE MY MANICURE SCISSORS. .... PIDN'T YOU SEE HIM CUTTING KOPE WITH THEM? NO-NO - IT'S ALWAYS ME THAT'S BOO-H-HOO
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Honeymoon By Edwin Rutt
CHAPTER ONE |
i OSEPH HERENDEEN SAND-| HAM was on top of the world. He sat in a low wicker chair on the | afterdeck of his trim white yacht and extended his hand languidly for the aperitif that Smithers, his valet and body-servant, was about to give him. Over Smithers’ shoulder he could see two stewards laying a | gorgecus lunch on a table that] stood beneath a dark-green canopy. | The central motif of the Ilunch| seemed to be pate de foie gras. A| degree or so to the sou-sou-west of | the ice-bucket reclined three tall] streamlined blonds in shorts, and coats of suntan. All at once one of the blonds drew | back her doubled right fist and socked her nearest neighbor squarely on the button. Joseph noted this gesture and was faintly amused by 4 i : = | it. Of course, in the ordinary way, | 3 8 Soot 0 = be 5 ; he did not permit rowdyism aboard | NS : his yacht, But this was different. | This was okiedoke because, Joseph | knew, the girls were fighting over | which one of them was to have | lunch with him. Wherefore the sock | was a kind of subtle flattery. | So far as Joseph could see there | FLAPPER FANNY was just one thing wrong with the | setup. He had a slight headache. | He wished it would go away. It] f - i : A WEER'- SPECIALLY TO GET semed to be affecting his eyes. The 7B SALOMEY | three beautiful blonds looked a / == os A trifie vague and Smithers, standing 7 2 so close to him, was getting somewhat dim. And then, very suddenly, Joseph Herendeen Sandham woke up. | There wasn't any yacht. There | wasn't any Smithers, There weren't any streamlined blonds. There was, however, a shaft of sunlight that hit him directly in the face, and a redheaded girl who spoke. “Well, Rip Van Winkle,” she said, “I'm afraid you'll find things a bit | changed.”
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= » = | OSEPH made a hasty survey of | his surroundings. In a vague | way he perceived that he was in a | bed in a large room. The girl sat | on the foot of the bed. “Wh-where am I?” he said. “In bed,” said the red-headed girl “Who's bed?” “My Uncle Tyler's bed.” { Joseph felt carefully beneath the | covers. “Your Uncle Tyler in here too?” he inquired. “Not this girl, Oh! Where is your Uncle Tyler?” | “In Europe. “Who put me in this bed?”
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“Simmons. I helped.” “Who's Simmons?” “My uncle's caretaker.” “Who're you?” “Kelly Archer.” “How come the Kelly?” “Nickname, sort of. Caroline.” “1 see. Well, Kelly, just why did you and this guy Simmons put me in this bed?” The girl spread her hands. had to do something with didn’t we?” ‘Why? Wasn't 1 self?” “Listen, don't you honestly member what happened?” “I don’t reinember a darn thing. | Look here, who am 1?” : ee “Heaven only knows. Haven't you I'M GOING T© MISS a sort of fain idea?” | YOU WHILE YOURE AT Joe sighed. “It'll come back to | CRESCENT LAKE, me presently. Meanwhile, my head | hurts.” “It'll pass. The doctor said it was | only a slight concussion.” Joe sat up abruptly. Concussion?” “Yes, we had the doctor. He swore | horribly about being called out so! late at night.” | Joe was silent a moment. “Look here, Kelly,” he said finally, “we're shooting at cross purposes. Suppose we begin at the beginning. Now then! Where are we?” “Connecticut. Ever heard of it?” ps gy» - A Joe nodded. “That checks. I re- TT gn aR oS + 2 = : . ek hee, U3 AY GF 4 . member being in Connecticut.” : 3 ; ? . a TT “So you're beginning to remem- ae Pak 00d en COME ON uP , ERS SU ESS 7 ber, are you? Feel in the ba / / 7 your head and see if y yh Foon Tuma, ON THE Porc CET ALBNG WiTHogY A s you can fish -He FEELS - ANY WOMEN FOLKS out your name.’ AWEUL NAD. ALL RIGHT-ALL RIGH 7Y
“Name?” said Joe. “That's easy. CAUSE MARY / EHZ : / )
“Shall I get what I'd eat at home, or be different?” “You'd be different any time you'd eat what you get at home.”
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are coming back to me.” DOWN FOR And then, all at once, they did— | in a big way.
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THIS CURIOUS WORLD
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“ 8 4 SHARP dark curve in a lonely | A country road. A sudden roar, a blinding flash of light. A sickening thud, and nothingness “Ha!” he said. “I've got it in a smash-up last night.” Kelly nodded. “Correct. So was |
By William Ferguson
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| “Then you,” said Joe, “were the | ohe- who hit me?” “I beg your pardon. me.”
~ 1 NEVER SAW ANNTHING) LICE TL THIS MORNING nwo T'S OP TO YOU TO KELP HE TOOK Hie SHIRT | EXCITEMENT AN EXE ON HORACE. IN TH’ SHOWER |, AN .
SEE HERE, FERDINAND ~YOURE |
HERE ! HERE ! THE BEST MAN AND
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. : tong a i a | Y=. DONT MIND NOT [ BOTTOM OF All right, all right,” Joe said i, ins a. ay 0 J \ Cd LWEARIN Wai A FF BIGCAYNE 1 AND THEN TRIED T'TRROW wearily. “What happened next?” : (YU QO . "DAY oe CONFUSION we RMSELF O0OWN TR’ “Well, I got out and waited for SL = oN x \ 3 i CLOTHES CHUTE «NO you to get out. But yo idn’ : pT fo "' { 33) ®\D Sous Tet oul BUG you: .GiticY TERRORISTS OF THE WHALE BR “Didn't 1? TRIBE, WEAR A CAMOUFLAGED NTRS manners.” COAT OF DAZZLING BLACK. WEDDING “You couldn't move,” Kelly ex- AND WHITE THAT RENDERS THAN JUST * plained. “You must have cracked ! THEM MOST DIFFICULT TO SEE CLEARLY WHEN UNDER WATER,
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dead.” “You might,” said Joe, “tell me what you did.” “Well, to begin with, I moved you out of the driver's seat and you were as heavy as lead. Then I got in and drove that truck thing with you in it, over here.” Mr. Sandham suddenly recalled something about common decency. “But weren't you hurt at all?” he inquired. Kelly looked at him sardonically. “I've been wondering,” she said. “when there was going to be a bit of kindly solicitude regarding little me. No, Your Honor, I wasn't hurt. Only scared silly,” » ” »
ENTION of his car brought another fact about himself back to Joe. For two years he had been employed by the long-estab-lished and respectable firm of Chandler & Sandham, chocolates, caramels, bonbons and confections, learning the business from the
SAN BERNARDINO COLNTY,
» CALIFORNIA, HAS AN AREA
ALMOST EQUAL. NEVER CALLED YOU A DAY - WHEN YOU'RE TO THE OLD FATHEAD, SIR/ READY T/ RETIRE ==
COMBINED AREAS OF _ I ST MASSACHUSETTS 3 E
YOUR AMBITION IS COMMEND = ABLE MY BOY-+ BUT | WOULDN'T COUNT TOO MUCH ON RISING TO THE TOP ~~ HERE AT THE CRABTREE CANNERIES ===
YOU SEE, | OWN TWO CAN NERIES---THE OTHER ONE'S IN TOOKERVILLE. BUSINESS HAS BEEN ROTTEN. WITHIN A MONTH V'LL HAVE TO CLOSE ONE OF THEM DOWN==-
I'LL BE READY -AN’ WILLIN’<TO TAKE OVER YOUR JOB! | REALIZE ITLL TAKE YEARS--BUT | GOT PATIENCE
BUT IF YO CLOSETHIS ONE DOWN, SIR=IT/LL
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SIR! I'LL WORK HARD =- ME, I'M HEADED FOR THE TOP! AND SOME
FIGHT, SLATS AND | EN= JOVED IT/ YOU CAN REPORT BACK TO
HMPH 7! ano 1 | WEREN'T SUCH A RABID FIGHT FAN, I'D HAVE CANED
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ground up. At the moment he was serving in the capacity of salesman for the New England territory. Hence the car, a Ford built along the general lines of a fair-sized delivery truck. “I don’t understand,” he said now, “why you brought me here? Why didn’t you just toss me into a hospital?” Kelly looked at him and said:
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happened only a couple of miles away and I knew Uncle Tyler was in Europe. Besides, I wanted to avoid any—er—publicity.” “I shun publicity myself. Live quietly and expensively, is my motto. But where were you going in such a rush?” Joe asked.
“If you've A know, I was on my way to on, Cambridge, rather,” | : ’ i
from Fair Harvard?” She podded. “Sort of.” “Well,” said Kelly, “I was on my way to meet Gilbert.” “Gilbert, eh? Who's Gilbert, for Pete's sake?” “Gilbert Mallow. My fiance. You know, the man I'm going to marry.”
(To Be Continued)
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