Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 March 1940 — Page 16

| SERIAL STORY—

|. A Week

By LOUISE HOLMES

Eh till 1 | | CAST OF CHARACTERS ey. ANN BROWN phan daughter of a es gambler, alone in an unfriendly city. | PAUL HAYDEN--Stok room boy with Kk. ambition. . STEVE CLAYBOURNE— Wealthy play-

boy. | CLA®A BROOKS—Dime Store counter | |

IRENE TEMPLE—Society debutante. | T=" Ii , YESTERDAY: Steve begs Ann to marry ‘him, even quits drinking. She is tempted, _ but her love for Paul cannot be denied. Before she decides, however, she has a

friends. | ANN RAN the familiar stairs of _. Follet’s rooming house. e

door. . | “Come in—the door ain't locked.”

“Hello, Clarg—it’s Ann.” Clara flew from the bedroom. She threw both arms around- Ann. you sweet | old = thing,” she - squealed. “Have you got a good job?” “Yes, I work for the Temples.” No use telling Clara | the whole R. truth, no use jogging her out of hl her happy little rut.’ E “Tell me about the girls,” Ann

d. | “Florabelle was the store the other day. You wouldnt know her. !

nicer than she used to be. She said her husband was the finest man in the world.” | Fi} “I'm glad about that,” Ann said. “Teddy and Ned are getting married New | Year's Eve at the Harrison Street Tavern. : They're “marrying twin brothers and the tavern is giving them the wedding as an advertisement stunt or something. They're going to have their pictures in the paper. What do you think of that?” “Wonderful,” Ann | murmured. “And Myrtle—is she all right?” “J guess so. She's counting the, days till her husband gets out. A friend of Roy’s has promised to give, him a job and she’s all excited.” Clara asked, “What about you, Ann? How do you like being somebody's flunky?” Ann said, “I like my work.” 8 # =

| WHAT WOULD CLARA think, = she wondered, if she knew that Ann was one of the Temple family, that she had definitely deciggd to marry + Steve Claybourne. fo | Suddenly Clara jumped from her chair, exclaiming, “Gee whiz—I've been holding two letters for you ever since you went away--It's just lucky I thought of them—Might have let you get away. - Where did I put those letters?” She rushed to the bedroom jand Ann followed. | ‘Clara was scrambling through an . untidy dresser drawer. “I put them hare rein the dick been so long

—where in the dickens—Oh—" Triumphantly she produced them. '|Ann’s eager fingers closed on the envelopes. They were postmarked, “Moline.” One was dated June 2 the other June 25. | Ann was wild to be off. “I must ‘run along,” she said. “Tell Roy ‘that I'm sorry to have missed him.” She kissed Clara warmly. “Goodby, dear,” she said. | Tad

falling and Ann drove swiftly home. i Her heart itt ed and sang. What | had Paul written so long ago? With trembling fingers she opened the J | first letter. | . “Ann darling,” it began and she caught her | breath. “I thought I - could run away from you but it’s no good. Maybe I'm wrong, but I

x the idea that you cared for me

‘little when you kissed me. Oh, , do you know how sweet you are? Do you know how I take that kiss out of my heart every

‘other minute and remember the i

. ecstasy of| it? | Ann closed her ‘eyes, press.

page. | “Darling, the letter went on, " [“I've- had p bréak. Because of a [shakeup here and a fine recom{mendation | from my Chicago boss, Tm in charge of a number of de- | partments, do the buying and all. | This means $40 a week, not much, ‘but perhaps enough. Do you think it enough? . | + #Moline is ‘different. There are | little houses ‘for rent. They have | gardens and little front porches.

i comes. Oh, Ann, I love you 50.” | |. | Ann dropped the letter. “I didn’t

p | ter.” Tears ran down Ann's cheeks. LE the second letter. | nn,” Paul had written. “Let me apologize for my impulsive letter of three weeks ago. You were nore it, absolutely ht. umptuous of me to write

{| her eyes and crossed the hall to Paul's * letters been written on M

. C. A. stationery. She put in a call for the Moline Y. M. C. A. Then the clipped voice of the operator; “You are connected with the Y. M. C. A, in Moline, Miss “memple.|| They are paging | Mr. ‘Hayden. And, after a héart-break-ing wait, “He isn’t in, Miss Temple. I'll keep, trying.” Hl ‘ Ann ran down the stairs.| Mr. emple |and Irene met her the

| ei the sitting room telephone.

i 2 lower hall. Irene came.to meet her. ei mething wrong, darling?” | :

she A | | | “It’s |Paul” Ann sobbed. “He 4 wrote me four months ago—I just got the|letters today—" She cried tL . “He asked me to marry sweetest letter—and I Joo : er—I didn’t answer—” “Call him—right now,” Irene sug- {| gested ractically. © “I did. He isn’t in. Oh, dear—”" She. ol her Lead on Mr. Temple’s er, eld her gently. * .“Whd is thissPaul somebody?” he

Hayden,” Ann explained : reek. 3] le wen tL a frm

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tapped lightly on Clara's!

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before I came hete. I stopped this! Mr. Temple rubbed his chin.| afternoon to see a girl where I nats not a bad berth,” he said. {he Smart ones work up to manhr t letters.” She raised her head, Her Dgerships loaf eyes were shinning. “I'd rather <“He’s wonderful,” she said simply. | marry Paul than own the world—| Ann looked at him, her eyes like and I didn’t answer his letter.” |twin stars. “May I go to’ Moline, § “Where. is he?" her uncle asked. Uncle John—tonight? , I've got

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