Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 December 1938 — Page 38

Page PDF (15.05 MB)

Back to issue view

_____ THE INDIANAPOL OUR BOARDING HOUSE - SAY, MAJOR, THERE'S 1 A JOB OPEN .IN OUR

SHIPPING DEPARTMENT, .

DOING UP BUNDLES DURING

15, 1938

_ THURSDAY, DEC. : : By Williams

By ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES

SHE ’

Es 9 4

CTH! WAY YOU CAN WRAP VOURSELFE AROUND FOUR CHOPS WITHOUT TYING YOUR ~ STOMACH IN A KNOT CON=VINCES ME THAT YOU'D HAVE A BIG FUTURE IN THIS BUNMDLE-WRAPPING Jos!

“TH! CHRISTMAS RUSH / THEY WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU WERE A STEADY WORKER AND 1 “TOLD THEM THAT YOU HAD WORN OUT TEN CHAIRS IN THIRTY YEARS HOLDING DOWN YOUR PRESENT JoB/[

Lo Be BAH WITH YOUR BALDERDASH f WERE IT IMPERATIVE THAT I COME OUT OF RETIREMENT AND RE-ENTER THE] BUSINESS WORLD, IT WOULD NOT BE TO SEEK SEASONAL EMPLOYMENT “A KAFE: KAFE: AT PRESENT 1 AM IN A FERVOR OVER THE POSSI BILITIES OF AN INVENTION THAT 1 WILL INTRODUCE TO AN

od CAST OF CHARACTERS ii. SALLY BLAIR — Heroine.,. She had .. everything that popularity could win “her, except : ‘DAN REYNOLDS — Hero. He might 5:, have had Sally but while he was king . on skis COREY PORTER was king of the social %¢ whirl." So .. . But go on with the Z| story. > »

el YOUR WE\GMT W HALE

N ONE

Pay

. Yesterday—Corey proposes to Sally but = she doubts herself, is torn between her “= triumph and her fear of losing Dan.

i CHAPTER FIVE [ T Sally’s insistence, that next | 4 A morning of her last lesson, Dan + agreed to let her try a steeper hill . ax“But when you come to the intermediate sign,” he cautioned, “bear 7 "to the left. The rest of this trail :;4s dangerous—there’s a sheer drop sof 45 degrees at one point, some _ wicked turns and more than one _ Obstacle, an open brook for one “thing; near the ravine, a barbed SCwire fence.” s:= Sally had taken. that trail more than once, clearing its obstacles, 2 'thastering its turns. But of course :-she could not tell that to Dan. Or =~-should she confess to him, on this ~-Jast morning—this last day that =. they might have together—that she had deceived him? Would he for«give her, ynderstand, if she did? =i: Looking at his grave face, into * his honest gray eyes, she had her = doubts. He would think she had .«been laughing at him. He would snot realize she had chosen the only way she could contrive in her subtle _ feminine fashion, to make him take) 7 notice of her. “It has been fun, hasn’t it?” she --pasked, impulsively, eagerly. “These early morning lessons. You've.enjoyed fhem, too, haven't you, Dan? You'll be a little bit sorry to have them end?” “Yes. It’s.been fun.” Dan’s an__Swer was brief, his gray eyes unsmiling. i “Do you think I'm the sort of .. girl you thought I was?” Sally persisted. “Prom trotter, party girl— not good for anything else?” Maybe .. it was not quite fair to ask him that. But she had to know.

” = = “TE climbed steadily on, not turning his head to look at her. _ Maybe because he knew how lovely she looked, her cheeks flushed from: the clean sweet air, - "her dark eyes shining; lovely and unattainablé—for him.

“Don’t you ®like me—a little bit?” Sally persisted. “I like you, ‘Dan—a lot,” she added softly, frankly, without any coquetry or

r= i ZN pede 374 7 7 “ sr \ gm 3 ea eA A: \\

YEARS TOO SOON

2 Q Oo = E'LL STICK TO His OLD | =

J0B_OF PERMANENT o on COPR.

Ss RWILLIAMS

RETIREMENT=

FLAPPER FANNY HOPE LIL ABNER GITS

BACK IN TIME. FO’ *

”

MAH DEE-CISION IS--IT IS AGREEABLE WIF ME-,

THASS FINE OLE IS IT HE BIN ; > THINHIN® OVAAH =~

/ ~AHLL ACK SLYTY

CC WHUT gia}

YA PALS LIK , COULD NEVAH FOGIT EACH OTHER: COULD WE?

S : FINALLY COME

TO DEE-CISIONY”

LIFE O' ME RECLECT HIM.)

TTY

& A oN

NZ 20

Dro)

SAS

™N

. , ;

Syndicate, the. Po

. 1938 by United Peatare eg. U. 8. Pat Off —All

A MAN'S HOME IS - HIS CASTLE «ee . PHOOEY.?

CAN I TURN ON THE RADIO TO HEAR MY COWBOY SERIAL

[ OH, LET HER, - DEAR=-IT ONLY LASTS AN HOUR!

12-15 ~

get into my dress without ERNIE

USHA 4 LER.

t. I can hardly unbuttnoin’ it.”

“I certainly have gotten fa

GRINGO, ‘AVE CARE \. YOU COLD-BLOODED, TWO- } 'OW YOU ADDRESS V-FOUR, TIN-HORN TYRANT!| -

ADOLFO DE LA JA ONDER THERES A

CUCARACHA! ; LUTION! 1iv wot € ANOTHER MINUTE] ¥ FOR THE

(SURELY, MAC, ( TRWIAL, HEY ? YOU CALL THE INEXCUS- "NW

loLD BOY, YOU \ ABLE KILLING OF AN INNOCENT MAN TRIVIAL? 1

POOF ./" CARIOCA WAS A NOBODY! WAT MATTERS THE LOSS OF A LIFE EEN AFFAIRS OF STATE, MY

ARE NOT GOING TO ALLOW A TRIVIAL INCIDENT TO MAR OUR BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP.

guile. She had forgot that this conquest had been begun on a dare. That their worlds lay miles apart, The . only thing that mattered in this|§ _. beautiful white world on this crystal |} ** morning was the answer he would give. . “You know you shouldn’t ask ~ me that,” Dan said. His tone was rough, too, almost angry. J “Why - not?” Sally said. "look held his. “Because you know I do. I like you too much, Sally Blair. More “than I've any right to, more than I should.”

7 7

Her

weoewC-H Twn)»

” 2 2 -7P her heart had hammered hard A before, now its beating was al- - most suffocating, a dizzy, throbbing song of joy. For this was Sally’s moment, her hour of triumph. He liked her—more than he should. He "felt toward her as she did toward ~-him. : : “What if I give you the right?” Bally asked. Time was so fleeting, “this lovely moment would break to drift away like the clouds below. Everything had to come to an end, | as she had said to Corey only last |: night. Though it was not of Corey she thought now. 3 “You couldn’t,” Dan answered, still gruffiy. “You don’t know what you're saying. It might seem right —here and now—but, as I told you, - I can’t allow myself time for girls “ “like you.. I don’t dare believe in|! + -you, Sally. Blair. “Then you are a coward!” Sally + returned. The high color flamed in her cheeks.. She had offered him her heart, and he had refused it.

2 ® 2

. OU think you're so fine and brave,” Sally said. “Because you are king on skis. But you're a scoward at heart, Dan Reynolds. I only bothered with you, let you * teach me what I already knew about skiing, to show you up, put you in ‘your place, have the last laugh. It was all in fun—on a dare.” | “You mean that?”. Dan took a (step toward her, caught her two wrists in his ‘strong clasp. His gray eyes were black with fury. | i “Of course I mean it!” Sally cried. . “I never meant anything so much before. I'll prove it to you—rif you like.” | She wrenched away from him, :gwung on her skis, headed for the .edge of the sheer drop. The steep down-trail, snow-crusted, stretched like a winding ribbon beneath them. She heard Dan call out a warning, the whir of his skis. But Sally had taken the schuss!—skis close, body nearly erect, hands at her sides. Perfect form and grace and skill. Perfect landing, too, on-the smooth firm surface a hundred feet below. . Wind humming in her ears, lashing against her face, the white world skimming past like a lantern-slide run off at top speed. Thirty-five or 40 miles an hour, with the wind urging her on. Now she would pass the caution sign of the intermediate run. But she would not bear to the {]Jeft. She would show Dan Reynolds that she could telemark as expertly as he, gelandesprung an open brook, . break her speed with a “series of ~ Jinked “christies” and miss the © barbed wire fence.

= 2 2 =n NHE thought she heard Dan's

Im wWorN CLEAR DOWN B A NUBBIN, MOM ! IVE WALKED SO FAR TODAY 1° KNOW EVERY SNOWFLAKE BY IS FIRST NAME!

fl rll

| Mom, I'VE GONE OVER T© KINGSTON SO MANY TIMES \T EVEN TIRES ME TO THINK OF LETTING MY VOICE MAKE THE TRIP)

/ Nor once ! sue's sor A | 1) JOB OF SOME KIND--1 / NEVER. SEE HER AT All ome / 3

HEH Il

LmrAROmaoOn

ER- PARDON ME... I'M LOOKING FOR. A FRIEND OF MINE -- HE --

[Tis WAS A RARE STROKE J OF LUCK -RUNNING ACROSS BINGO AGAIN LIKE THIS!

El Look, MR. IPEROD, | W-WHY, THAT'S Bes] El HE'S GOING INTO | THE"DOVES | 3 ACE" EE |

dn 2 * Cope. 1938 by United Feature Synd cate, Ine. ” z ———

HE AIN'T HERE, BUDDY- SCRAM /

Ty \¥

“Isn’t it marvelous wha

t they can make out of odds and ends!”

THIS CURIOUS WORLD

= 7 = 2) ) By William Ferguson

AT ONE TIME, IT WAS CONSIDERED SUICIDAL TO SLEEP NEXRR A YEW TREE./ IN 1506, A MAN NAMED | GERARDE. DISPROVED THE THEORY BY SL EEL/ING ALL NIGHT IN THE BRANCHES.

> a

| 4

S [

Wan i

4 Pe)

~. - LAD

: ms

T4202 >P>o=<Z

MANSE ALL MY TALRWG

[ AR NEVAH WOLLOVE THOUGHT Y'COLLD OO \X | NO ONE DON'T LOOK. MAD AX NOBOOY w

PONEY, HEAR COMES MISTAR JIM , WIE SOME MO’ OF DE BONS ,BUZZWNY OF OE WALLS JES LOOK ‘EM, 50 : TRAENDLY INNCE LAWSY secstenne

LIKE YOUR GRANDFATHER, You ACT LIKE HIM

. M. REG. U. 8. PAT.

I'LL PUT {| THIRD-YOU GOTT

PUT THAT * KEEP OUTA FIGHTS

LITLE SQUI GOTTA : APPLE 4 YOU | We BN ER IGS Ae po Ee DIFEERENT/FIRSTBE HONEST

WHAT YOU SAYS GOES IS KEERECT/

Y [AND FOURTH-YOU GOTTA REMEMBER---

(3 LNT

Ele

r LL i?

eZ> M—WD®D>

L115]

ANSWER—Yes. A ship settles to the bottom immediately, almost directly below the place where it sank >

173 i ‘11 4 Thi Ad i ) D Ie,

open his eyes! She could not see|the steep pitch toward the barbed Jo=g

J voice again, raised in shrill warn-

wv ing, or perhaps in a cry of appeal.

But now Sally was driven on by a stronger force than anger, or hatred or love. She was filled with the

sheer exultation of speed, the mad glory of danger.

“She knew that soon Dan would

catch up with her, although she ‘had got off to a head start.

She could not keep the, lead all the way. Now she cleared the brook

the fence at the foot of the hill— perhaps a snow drift concealed it from this distance. Once more she heard Dan’s voice —he must be almost up to her. This time she heard him call her name, repeatedly, urgently. Then, throwing her weight on the outside ski to check control in the first “christie,” preparing te-vorlage for the forward lean, the wind caught the tips of Sally’s skis, she

with one wide clean sweep—that ‘would make JDan catch his. breath,

wire fenceé<that loomed now, ominously near. The last thing she remembered was Dan’s cry, calling her name

again, ringing faintly, persistently, in her ears.

(To Be Continued) (All events and characters in this story are wholly fictitious.)

COMMON EFROR

plungeri forward crumpling into a angled heap, was hurtled on down

Nag D>Drn

Copr. 1! ire

Ei — 0

- will give -. - about th

Lah.

“you th e family

"MAY WE SUGGEST A KIND CHRISTMAS DEED?

Why not furnish a quart of milk daily for a month to an Indianapolis Flower Mission will make this possible if you will telephone Mrs

e name and address Where your thirty quarts of

undernourished child in a tubercular family? The Noerr at BE Imont 4971. She

milk will be Relive ed, and particulars