Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 May 1940 — Page 19

TUESDAY, MAY 14, 1940 THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES . PAGE 19 SERIAL STORY— FUNNY SIDE UP OUR BOARDING HOUSE With Major Hoople OUT OUR WAY By Williams

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YESTERDAY: When Monitor is inJured, Shep asks to ride Pepper Boy in the Derby and Sherry agrees. Pepper ; : Vv draws No. 7 at the post. Red Soldier h : Si ig e f / Eels the ral. At the Derby breakfast, YAN ; 5 2 3 S : | { Rl

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

BREATH-TAKINGLY handsome In the scarlet jacket, purple cross! sash and white cap of the Lone | Tree Stable, Shep Grant strode to Stall 7 in the Churchill Downs pad- | dock as the saddling bell rang. He! raised a hand in salute, his eyes sparkling. ! “Sherry, you must pardon this morning—bit of exuberance, and | ail that. Willie Bond's a peach— he walked the devil out of me—" | | : A : “That's swell, Shep,” she spoke ee = Wl FR | » ea 5 a SS cI JASON HAS 2 erisply. “Now today—" ise: +8 Rf: Tank 8 = i AM “Don’t worry! Know your orders || ! OF IAS TAS eh 0 SOMETHING TO TELL MARTHA, ANYWAY = HEROES ARE MADE -NOT BORN TRL by heart. ‘Get out in front and || i: Lv NL I Ee. tg \COPR. 1940 BY NEA SERVICE, WC, _.. — T. M. REG. U. 8. PAT. OFF. 4 die there. Right?” ; pgs She nodded, her lips trembled an | ; 2 RS : 14 : WAWEEIl SHECKSF-AH a le , wl WRI (ee CRETE ) PARRY (an reves wlll STR Tee T al ’ 4a et 0 LL | T “4 =-JOO -CAY-SHUN-strong, sounded over the. course | “YoU 100k beautiful tonight, dear . \ bat of course 1 haven’ very : Just veu- <JHE WHAT TRUE Y £4 BY / clk 'cloRonsLY B88 | PROGRAMS -: Bocts and saddles. Calling the good taste! y = AND =f = g LOVE. WAS - SEY MAD MOMENTS : “-AM-W/-

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EN if = “There you come!” she shouted ED ~ 2D to Wharton. “You're coming alongside of me, now—but you've got to run fast, Paul.” She saw the jockeys in front— in that first division—swerve over together, trying to keep both Pepper Boy and Red Soldier behind. Y. M. REC. U. 8. PAT, OFF. “Darn—we’re pocketed!” Wharton exclaimed. “But I can come COPR. 1940 BY NEA SERVICE. ING. ground easier than you can—look my boy’s starting around, now!” So he was—at the half-mile pole. WE COULD SEB But a boy in black and red pulled ONE OF

out just a bit. Wharton's face was grim, deter- JUPITER'S MOONS mined. “Now watch—they're com- WITH THE ing to the three-eighth pole—ev- NALD ENE

ery jock in the race is going to start his run—and look, Liana is folding IF IT WERE NOT

up!” DIMMED BY THE The filly was falling back. Shep LIGHT FROM THE

Grant jammed Pepper Boy between PLANET ITSELE. her and the rail. “Thunder — that throws Red Soldier farther out!” Wharton

: 5° Ne . be swore to himself. ook ‘ — A 3 B : 3 ve \ Foy “Look at ’‘'em—loo at ‘’em,” — : : d . 8 ; Sherry screamed. Not one, but two nal hr LR) / OA § Jr D . SEN & o ¢ horses in that first division were 2 : ¥ At fe 2 g spurting ahead, as they entered the HAT ARE al T : ps a far turn. Shep and Pepper Boy SECONDARY SCHOOL! followed—Liana was dropping back .

% —Mann was swinging Red Soldier ANSWER—High schools. They are the institutions which give

over against Pepper Boy—but Pep- t ' per Boy was sprinting a half length instruction between the elementary, or primary, school and the college.

im. Behind came the . v ahea A them. ride him!” Wharton was shouting. | sands, “Make your run, Shep! Now a mass of horses, all jammed| Mann had Red Soldier in the| Make your run!”

‘ = > > - 4: A / Sah LO. t OF — Al rights - ; ether, were swinging around the [middle of the track—was shooting (To Be Concluded) . ye on He wy two, Juriongs | (AN went, names ond characters in this Finer for All Red Soldier jammed his nose be-|—2& hall len ead ol the held. Slory are wholly fetitious.) . twen two of the front line horses— | Shep Grant was fourth—or was : Cooking Excellent for the outer one was giving way—Red [it third?—as they turned into t e “DANGER ; —— Soldier was surging forward—Red stretch. He was on the rail-he — ” Gravies an i Soups Soldier was coming through—Red [could have spurted forward—but/| ROMANCE AHEAD €c > 29 Soldier's nose was in front as they |he held his pace. | Cream un begins Thursday : .

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