Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 September 1938 — Page 26

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CAST OF CHARACTERS ; | 3 _ . LINDA GORDON—heroine. She gave ; : , zs ; OWNER FROM L . : 33 Manhatten to return to her Blue “A V | MILLIONS OF EGAD ! Ie THEY .- BRUCE RADFORD — newspaperman. i ; 5 : 1 CaN FIND A MAN . He would give up anything for Linda. | a J ; lu § WITH THE AID OF LE SANDY. borsamas, He Souls p % ” : ; A BUTTON, WHAT ve up an ng, teo, for a goo orse. . ly MONTE HILL-rich racing devotee. He \ A [ Sy 77 CHANCE HAVE 1

also wanted Linda. : oy : : : Z POSSESS MY COAT Yesterday: Just as the auctioning of i: : Z AND HAT 2 Golden Toy is about to begin a biz car % 0 % . slithers to a stop at the barns.

CHAPTER FIVE

‘A MAN leaped from the car, a Lr powerfully built fellow in form- ©, fitting gray tweeds, « Linda Gordon gave a start. “Monte: - Hill!” she exclaimed to her uncle. He turned a puzzled face toward = her. “Friend of mine, won the z Juvenile Stakes last week,” she explained quickly, then stepped forward. But Monte Hill was 25 feet - from her, with eyes on the auc-

. tioneer, Was speaking in a com- . : ; IDING THE MAJOR. -» oat a y/ —_— : Quoe 5.0 pR. 1938 BY NEA SERV \_ ON A KIDDING CAR = So > y OTN AEG. 0. 5. PAT. OFF: THE OLD SCHOOL

~ manding voice: ° “Say! Am I in time? Just flew : _ down from Belmont—borrowed a “Grandma, where the’ heck are my foundation garments?” : “car in Louisville—this is—” he LI'L ABNER

* looked sharply at the colt, “this is . : By . : 7 ’ 3 SS Golden Toy, isnt it? Has he| [CAPPER FANNY By Syvia | | GCENE: MAIN ST. "WEST MISERY“ L GOTO Z N-NOTHING LIKE SMASHING

~ gone?” : T— : : STORE WIN FOR The auctioneer beamed expan- : : 4 : E FUN-IS THERE-B-BUDDY ?- , sively. “Just in the nick of time, . sy / ; 2 SUE YOU FOR INT . You THINK I'M MAD?-HAY- : By Joo) fing Xrom Fam ch Sun / A47 N REVERSE) MAVE-WHATS | | ANT Evy | P7? VOL KNOW ME-THE REAL | This man Spell money, Sale Jui : | 8 : YOUR NAME? A BUDDY. MEY- LOOK- THERE'S A SECTION starting—to the highest bidder—the , B prs? THAT ISN'T SMASHED -HERE'S Radford colts. Cash on the barrel- : > ! : ’ 5 A BRICK-SMASHM IT” _ head, and no reasonable bid refused. i : ee : : oe Now I offer—” “ate Again his voice went into sing- ! song: “Golden Toy, 2 years old, by Pompey, out of Toy Girl, by Lord Goldman. Half-brother of the great Pompoon, winner of the Belmont Futurity, the Dixie Handicap. Need = I say more? What am I bid to ~ - open? Give me a nice breather, : ') folks!” : Linda had wanted to go to

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“One hundred dollars!” She \ : m shouted the offer i BER ING Ser Re I GOOD! AND [VE { PLEASE SEND THIS Wire A\ND THEN MYRA PROCEEDS. TO THE CHART The auctioneer’s jaw ' dropped - | : PEDDLE 1adow THAT LOVIE pe Ring 0 one. JACK LANE, CARE ROOM WHERE WHITEY AND SPARROW ARE . © . : - SHERIFF'S OFFICE STUDYING THE WEATHER REPORTS PRIOR. TO He turned—all turned—and looked : : LAVERE 1S FLYING TONIGHT... INTENDENT . A iw TL 3 ARIZONA THE FLIGHT

at Linda. The auctioneer seemed NOU, WHITEY, SPARROW HIS INSTRUC SEPOZTING FOR WV hard put to find words with which : ; A ; (i SCH / FIRST ASSIGNMENT, to express his feelings to a lady. : po / 3 | | CAPTAINS x - Why, the bid was insulting! He began protesting, as Monte Hill stared across to Linda, surprise on his face.

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» » 8 HE word rang out from the i . i 2 ve other side of the circle. Monte i WFLA, | LA 5 Hill stopped, whirled around to see = : : SE Ty | y/ : Vs

who was making the bid. Greeting

Li 1d wait. Thi bi os - | LA Linda Gordon could wai 5 was “Don’t try to charge ME city tourist’s prices, young man! My family ’ vial | : Hl Thank you, was buyin’ from this\store when it had a prescription clerk 7 | : ; xp z Al

“I thank you, sir! » Mr. Donald! I'm bid two thou- instead of a soda-jerker. & sand—" - “My bid was two hundred—you| GRIN AND BEAR IT By Lichty -- WaT LOVELY, LOVELY FLOWERS ALL ‘MY

didn’t - me Tinish» the young Oe Day man ca out clearly. : ID ( : . 9. > Th : ti 14 d his h bess = a ANGEL, \T SEEMS ASIF I TRIED DEAREST. Ee a huge : . T'VE BEEN GONE FOR NOT 70 BE WERE OF

paunch in disgust. “What's this? ee iE h ’ ! YEARS AND YEARS. MISERABLE You . Ladies and gentlemen, this is no : Hel . WHILE YOU WERE :

.game 0’ marbles. We are selling 35S ies LAbree 3 Le DY GONE, CAROL == one of the finest bred colts—” es 9 : SUT... GULP... . “And fifty—that's two hundred : ; BR ST a i : “4 1 COULDN'T and fifty from me!” Linda called. | “Xi 7 : 3 3 Tw HELP IT. Monte Hill was at her side in £4&/ : : gt three long steps. “Hello, Linda!” ¥ He seized her hands, spoke quickly: “Never mind—I’ll bid him in.” “But J—I want him myself!” she - exclaimed, freeing her hands, as the auctioneer cried for more bids. ! Neg A : gL: r ; “Porget it! Women and racing ~ i eof 8 ZX 5 y —don’t mix,” Hill told her. “I'll \ N y! Z oY | A get him.” He whirled around. %

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“I'm ashamed to tell you, sir. It 8 BH) S00 r ; : n : : : Dy wes a measley little two hundred : Lo | a ! 3 : 0) h i i 1 I WAS AFRAID Pr 7 AND REMEMBER HOW 1 Wn ’ Wh MAYES UD

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“and fitty—" lt : + “Make it three-fifty!” Hill called Th ee 8 || oN A CUT A HOLE IN YOUR CANVAS FORGOTTEN } “with nonchalance. o \ ER lad “, . WAR NR jr BHD NEN ae pon “Four hundred!” From the = | / of i z “A 3 BRADFORD ? A ? youngster named Donald. x £ Ra’ £ Fors y 47 ; he MN “4

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“And fifty—that’s four-fifty!” % Vr A NE a 5 : ; ~N Linda called. p 7 A REN} 1% -¥. . - NF) TE 2 o Wz J ip ‘A wT. + Hill turned on her, scowled. The | | SPE Vane = : 8°. a as] PA 7 YoU SAID You 1 crowd of loungers, sensing a per- 2 CO Ja, SE F” 8 ; 21 | WERE GONNA ? sonal fight, began chuckling, and Rak E § IN ! : A. MAKE ME OVER Po pushing forward. rpm ; ; 2 5 Iv ilit- : = “Give the lady a chance!” _ “That's Sandy Gordon's niece,” an old-timer called. “Let her have _; the colt!”

: 2 3 ” : ILL turned around. “You mean I can’t bid on this horse?” he

Sempinded, . *Wast is this—Russia “You can’t believe everything you hear—but you can repeat it!” LITTLE MARY MIXUP

“It be Kentucky, St — ] EE . PAZ or R ais og that’s what!” y Tanger THIS CURIOUS WORLD ; By William Ferguson 5 MARY! You SHOULDN'T p ~ WELL, AER = © “Glad you told me!” Monte Hill a ae ) 5 BE. SWIMMING Now! ~ Yeu : TABRE ~~ NO SOES THE LAST I PACKED was fighting mad. “That being the : 7 SHOULD RBE PACKING Yodr : B VERY DUD hoAT oF BAe EVERYTHING case, I bid five hundred. How do MUSHROO NIN TAINGS =~WE CLOSE THE Oo : AND DIDNT you like that?” GROWING ’ camp ToDAY : : oF > LEAVE ouT “Gentlemen — gentlemen!” the : > 45 . JC 5 aNY clLOTHES auctioneer pleaded. “This is a IS SO DEPENDENT : J NY wn 0 TO WEAR lawful assembly. Our new friend UPON WEATHER, : ¢ . : 4 a NT \ RN HOM has a legal right to bid, and I THAT A SEASONAL

accept his bid—just as I took the “young lady’s. 3 PRICE VARIATION

“Im bid five hundred for Golden Toy. We've just been joking so far—all in good fun.” While he talked young Donald was circling the crowd till he Feaclied Linda’s side. She had stepped away from Hill. : i permit te vines coven | (i Se AS J] | 2001S SD HER Suro: ve TT ay Lear the 1h ; RN HANDY: CAN YOU | [ I WANT You To MEET [Frees =] Me . [| rememeee aim 2 narowy!| f : WANOY : .

Donald looked straight at Linda, : ; ; NO «1 CAN'T SAY THAT said in low, quick tones: = \ COME HERE A HES A - ; , | |1 Dot one MEETS s0

“I want : Gite La) ¢ that colt—you want him. I've about MINL : PLEASE! ox gs gone the limit. I can go only five- / — oR FER oa Tee ne I ARE GROWN UNDERGROUND. « « < : oo iin Donald urged: “I'll put my five- IN DARK CAVES AND TUNNELS. ? : LL | Bs fifty with your money; we bid to- = gether. Own him fifty-fifty. How's that?” - She nodded with a slight lowering of eyebrows. Said softly: “Move away—so they won't get on.” He _ shrugged his shoulders, stepped off, | as though he were through, Ped

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. “Seven-fifty,” from Hill. He came o ; iC : — " si : i] across the space to her. “Look here, eon : 7 POP 'SON--| SWORE I'D NEVER WHERE, | DUNNO--EARLY THIS EVENIN Linda; you can't bid against me. To BL Pr’ | | WHERE'S {{ SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN WhER ,\ =-SHE SAW YOU RIDIN’ OUT i “1 can’t?” She raised a hand % ) 2 ar / A BECKY. ? R THE WAY YOU : I TONYGAL=-YOU “ight hndred!” : A i NN | TREATED WY NT ay _ Monte Hill turned from her. § LL ~t i under his breath. om fer, Bwore BECKY'S GONE/ - “I bid—" the circling crowd grew , @ COPR.1938 BY NEA SERVICE, INC,

tensel et. The : : : : Jensely Juiet, d ney Were going to| ANSWER—A decibel is one-tenth of a Bel, a unit named by telephone

“Hill gazed at the colt speculative- engineers after Alexander Graham Be

ly; tugged at his coat again; 8 |of you gentlemen wish to bid. don’ : “Gosh, that’s the way sign that he was intensely earnest. | let me deter you” » don’ Ne BLS The May Jo He frowned at Donald, who was| “Listen to him, trying to high- |has!” Hill nodded his head— calmly smoking, as though his race | hat us!” : | slightly. Smiled sardonically at the | were run. Hill turned, glanced at| “No? No ane wishes to bid |change in sentiment, a Linda Gordon. Smiled at her. She | against me? Right sure?” “I bid! “Sold! ‘Sold for thirty-five hun 't gle us ie. yi Was too jhree Wousand five hundred dol- | dred to the gentleman from Bel-|. ars.” nam gure : F » ade ve Lda te Hill put his hands on hips; | casual air. ed the Agure with a mont Park.* oat around, inspected the crowd | The tension broke. The crowd |

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