Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 February 1939 — Page 14

HE INDIAN.

‘Want Beauty

By LOUISE HOLMES |

CAST OF CHARACTERS SUSIE LAMBERT--She served watfles and dreamed of being beautiful. - : DICK TREMAINE — He liked Susie's waffles but he couldn't see Susie. JEFF BOWMAN—His chief concern was to make Susie as Deautifu! as she wanted to be. Yesterday: Heartsick, Susie prepares to say goodby to Dick after four years. He drops in for a last waffle at her shop.

CHAPTER TWO

ICK would always remember her waffles, that was something. She brought his plate, adding apdther pat of butter, she drew his coffee as if it were a rite and filled a glass with ice water. Leaning against the counter she watched him spread the butter and empty the jug of syrup. He said nothing, eating. > ‘In the back of Susie’s mind ran a monotonous dirge. “This is the last time—this is the last time—this is—” She must talk. Dick would raise his eyes if she talked. “I—I saw you graduate this morning,” she found voice to say. “How'd I do? All right?” “Oh, yes—."” “S'pose- you'll be getting a sheepskin one of these days.” “Not for two more years,” forcing out the words past the dreadful lump in her throat. “It takes so long—night classes and summer short coursés—.- In a mad desire to narrow the distance between Dick and herself she had entered the music college. Her strangely sweet voice had never caused comment, it was too incongruous coming from Susie. She also studied French and literature, cultural things, blindly endeavoring to measure up. “Two years will pass in no time,” he said encouragingly. Without you there will be no time, ran the dirge in Susie’s heart. Aloud she asked, “Are you going away today?” “Yep—how about another cup of coffee—alt packed—bags in the car—.” ° z

She brought the coffee. cago?” ! He nodded. “For a week or so| to see the family. Then I'm off to California. I've got a job there.”

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T crossed her mind to wonder why Dick Tremaine should be so pleased over a job. Were not his people in the social register? Things like that made Dick so irresistible, his total lack of snobbery. But California—so far away. . “Building things?” she asked. Dick was now a full-fledged archi- © tect. “Building a summer colony on the ocean not far from Laguna Beach. I sent some sketches to the firm and they hired me,” he explained. . He had finished his waffle and ‘second cup of coffee but made no move to rise, Tossing 50 cents on the counter he waited for his change. That was another thing Susie liked about’ Dick. He never tipped her. A tip would have placed her definitely beneath him. Susie reached under the counter, her fingers closed on a small, neatly wrapped package. She had nothing to lose, buying something for Dick had given her pleasure— “I have a little graduation gift for you, Dick,” she said. She pushed the package across the counter. “Susie—that’s wonderful of you.” Slightly embarrassed, he untied the paper ribbon. The box contained a tie clip. It had cost Susie several dollars. Dick said, “Thank you, Susie—I like it a lot.” He dropped the case into his pocket. Suddenly he jerked up his head and lcoked straight into her brimming eyes. “You know I've al‘ways been sorry, Susie,” he said. “You’ve shown me in a hundred ways—and I never blamed you.” It was the nearest Susie had ever come to a romantic conversation, and she trembled from the top of her bobbed head to the soles of her sensible shoes. ” ” ”

“To Chi-

UT then Spsies little moment ended asthe door opened and a girl came in. . She was petite and smart, golden curls framed her lovely face. She crossed the room and slid to a stool beside Dick. Susie blindly went back to the wafflle irons. “Hi, handsome,” she heard the girl say familiarly. *“I thought we were starting for Chicago an hour ago.” “Couldn't go without one of _.Susie’s waffles,” he returned lightly. “I knew you'd wait.” “Ha—the conceited male.” The girl laughed with a side glance that Susie would have given her soul to imitate. “One of these days I won't wait and then how’ll you feel?” “Desolated,” he said easily. She rose to her feet and Dick followed suit. For a moment he stood uneasily by the counter. Then he said, “Goodby, Susie. I'll be seeing you ’‘round.” Susie said, “Goodby, Dick.” He raised his hand, the girl flung, “Bye, Susie,” over her shouider, and they left the Waffle Shoppe. 2 8 = ; A T the corner Dick stopped uncertainly in front of a flower store. “Think I'll send a few flowers

: “to Susie,” he said.

“Say—what’s between you and Susie?” the girl inquired, laughing

at him. : “Something I'm ashamed of,” he answered. : “Oh, that—,” dismissing it with an amused hoot. ’ Still Dick frowned. “She gave me a graduation present.” - “Well, well—your fatal charm in.” |

“Cut it out, Betts. She’s homely and old and all that, but I suppose she has feelings like the rest of us.” “She couldn’t—not with that figure. Let me see the present.” And as he opened the case, “Hm-m— pretty awful if you ask me.” “Nobody asked you,” *he countered jrritably. The tie clip was ill‘chosen, a blue green turquoise held in place by two rampant lions. Susie ‘had given hours amd thrilled at the thought of it. Her first, perhaps her only, gift on the alfar of love. “Do you think she'd like an orchid?” Dick asked, piloting Betts into a flower shop.

A few minutes later they emerged, | !

Betts wearing the orchid. A bunch long-stemmed violets had been t to Susie. After all, the Susies

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HOLD EVERYTHING

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Dep't OF SANITATION

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OUT OUR WAY

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