Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 December 1939 — Page 15

‘SATURDAY, DEC. 23, SERIAL STORY —

Santa Claus

Brown By MILDRED GILMAN

CAST OF CHARACTERS SANTA CLAUS — belo friend of all Sano ws Ney ALICE BANKS—a pretty, young school

teacher. JERRY DONALDSON—pa pered son of the city's richest mer ha

BETTY CARTER com of Santa Claus. SW. Ui i

YESTERDAY: Santas Claus Brown, awaiting the coming of his daughter, clings to life. Mrs. Brown lies to him | about the girl's success. At the Carter home, Christmas happiness reigns when the children find their toys. Jerry | offers Carter a job at the Paiais Royale. | Alice Banks comes in. | |

“I almost killed Santa Claus— |

I've been trying “to take his place | ever since . . . finish up his job for | him. Alice, he gave me a wonder- | ful Christmas present—he brought me to my senses—he gave you back to me. God bless Santa Claus Brown!” Betty stared at them, openmouthed with astonishment. “My teacher and Mr. Donaldson love each other! Mother, look!” Mrs. Carter tried to divert Betty’s attention back to her toys. The boys, derisive of love-making, paid no attention to the couple. 5 = =

JERRY WAS SO full of enthusiasm that he might well have been alone in the room with Alice. “Alice, when I take that job in dad’s basement, will you struggle along with me? Furnish a litle bungalow on installment—furniture from Donaldson's Palais Royale. Begin right at the bottom with me. We'll have to—pop’s set on it. “You're forgetting,” Alice laughed, “I'm not social register enough for your mother.” Jerry Kissed her again. “It’s time all of us took mom in hand and taught her a few plain facts about living,” Jerry said. “She'll be so tickled having her little boy Jerry behaving like a human being again—shel forget all about the social register. Underneath mom’s human and sweet—yvou’ll see, darling. Just take a chance. Leave it all to Jerry. We better go right over and wish ‘em a merry Christmas. They've probably called every bar in the state, looking for me.” Betty handed Alice some sieighbells. “Here's some wedding bells for you, Miss Banks,” she said, and added wistfully, “Aren't you going to teach us any more?” “You'd outgrow me in another few months anyway,” Alice smiled. “Youll have other teachers, dear.” She hugged the child. | They looked around suddenly to find Mrs. Deakin and “Deadbeat” | Middleton standing in the doorway, | looking astonislled at the festive] early scene in the Carter living] room. Mrs. Deakin quickly recovered her composure and addressed her audience. “We've been at the hospital all night. Santa Claus Brown is—" | “You're standing under the mistletoe, Mrs. Deakin,” Mrs. Carter interrupted her quickly. | “Deadbeat” Middleton instantly rose to the occasion and kissed her. She blushed furiously. “Looks like the Christmas vpirit’s taken possession of everybody,” Mrs. Carter said, smiling. “I think Santa | Claus Brown had a finger—in all—| of this. Run along vou two love, birds,” she said turning to Jerry! and Alice. “Break the good news to your parents.” : rr @ @

ALICE AND JERRY ran out laughing, hand in hand. Betty went to the window and looked out. | “I wish Santa Claus Brown was here,” she sighed wistfully. “He! always comes in Christmas morning and look at our presents and shows us how to work things, and fixes '’em when we break ‘em, and

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“He’s hurt,” her father told her. “He had an accident. He had to go to the hospital.” There was a soft knock on the door, and Mrs. Brown entered slowly. Everyone greeted her. “How's your husband, Mrs. Brown?” inquired Mrs. Carter. “He’s—just fine—" Mrs. Brown replied, with a far-away look. “You mean, he’ll—live?” eried Carter, and looked relieved. “Oh, yes,” nodded Mrs. Brown, “he’ll live,” and added, half to herself—“always.” “I'm glad Santa Claus Brown is all right,” said Betty. “Daddy said he got hurt bad.” Mrs. Carter walked over to Mrs. Brown and put an arm around her. “My Frances is coming in on the noon plane,” Mrs. Brown told her. “If Santa Claus Brown is all well and isn't going to die, why doesn’t he come here?” Betty demanded with childish insistence. “He always came here first thing Christmas morning. TY want to show him all my presents. I never did get such wonderful presents before.” “Well, you see, dear,” Mrs. Brown said softly, “he had to make a trip back to the North Pole.” “But daddy said Santa Claus Brown was in the hospital—" Betty began, and stopped short. The sound of sleighbells drifted in from the street outside. Betty ran to the window and looked out. She peered up and down the street. She couldn't see Santa Claus, but she knew those must have been his sleighbells. She knew Santa Claus Brown must have gotten up from his hospital bed, put on his Santa Claus uniform, and, once more his usual happy, jolly self, ridden away in his sleigh drawn by reindeer. She was almost sure that she heard him call back, as his reindeer galloped north. “MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!”

(The End)

(All events, names and characters in this story are wholly fictitious.)

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