Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 June 1940 — Page 24

sae - Wicket to Hollywood

By W. H. PEARS—

> CAST OF CHARACTERS xx IN = 1 with a yISANG WESTON — 2 wire) ovies. : : 2y GUSTY GAIR—garage mechanic who - @an give out on a trumpet. -~ ‘JERRY -FINNEY—Movieland’s youngest glamour man. -

YESTERDAY: Francie decides to + -mse a woman’s wiles to get the ticket . | from Gusty. After a dance, she urges [him to park at the airport. Gusty is _ | falling for her, succumbing to the influ- .] cnoe of moonlight and perfume when " Francie mentions the ticket. Angrily, Gusty refuses to surrender it, drives Francie home. ;

HE CHAPTER FOUR * PRANCIE SLEPT on a tear-wet " pillow. She awakened late, sunshine curled like a warm, yellow _ kitten on her bed. The gentle = breeze puffed at the lace curtains. ~ It was a lovely, perfumed Sunday, =. ‘put Francie clcsed her eyes to its += seduction. Ordinarily Gusty would race into the driveway soon after dinner, his trick horns making a racket |,

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swim, listen to records, drive, or do any of -a dozen grand things. Francie sat up, angry with herself. Wasn't she through with Gusty forever? What if he didn’t come today? There were plenty of other boys, weren't there? Boys who wouldn't be selfish and con- . oeited and . .. She brushed her hair languidly, studying her face in the mirror. Last night's tears had left shadows under her eyes. No color showed in. her smooth, young cheeks. Francie suddenly felt herself very much the Lady of Sorrow. Downstairs she paused outside the living room, hearing her father say, “As usual, Hat, you're making - Wagnerian tragedy out of a simple . quarrel. Francie’ll patch things up with Gusty and forget all about this fool ticket.” . Aunt Hat said, “Indeed, John? I hardly expected you to understand.” : ¢ ’ “I think I understand Francie,” Mr. Weston said quietly. “She’s + got too much common sense to let this get her down.” : “Young dreams . . .” Aunt Hat murmured. “How little a man un- - derstands them! A soul erying for artistic expression. Ah, the poor child.” ~ ~. As if this were her cue, Francie entered the room. ‘John Weston scrutinized his

. daughter sharply. “Good morning, ‘dear. Have a good sleep?” “I—I guess so, Pops.”

“How about opening an account at my bank now?”

“Poor child,” Aunt Hat clucked sympathetically. “I'll go right out and fix you some breakfast. You . need strength.” - “Im not hungry, Aunt Hat.” Francie moved to the window, . stared into space. “Is anything wrong, Francie?” John Weston asked. “I saw you go out with Gusty last night. Haven't you patched up your quarrel?” Francie said frigidly, “My opinTon of Gusty Gair has not changed, Pops.” “Oh.” He returned to the Sunday paper, his brow furrowed. From the kitchen Aunt Hat called, “Do have coffee, dear.” Francie obeyed languidly. Tipping the dripolator, Aunt Hat whispered, “Did you get it, Francie? Oh, you did! You show the strain you've been under. That’s it, isn’t it, Francie?” Truth, poised. upon Francie’s tongue, was never uttered. Aunt Hat was so eager, so sure that her methods couldn’t fail. ml.

--AT THE DINNER table Wednesday evening, John Weston said “Francie, you haven't eaten a thing alll week. You're losing weight. Just what is the matter?” Francie said wanly, “Nothing, Pops.” “Your Aunt Hat doesn’t agree, Francie. She thinks you need a change. Hollywood, perhaps. How coes that sound?” “Why, Pops, I—" * “Oh, John,” Aunt Hat bubbled, “you've really decided to. take us?” “Im trying to look at it unselfishly,” John Weston admitted. “Goodness knows I don’t want to be the only one to enjoy the vacation. I can fish in California, I guess, “It's a long trip,” Mr. Weston said, “but maybe it’ll do us all good. , Hat's worked hard and deserves a »- yest. And I'm hoping Francie, that . once you've satisfied your curiosity 1about Hollywood, youll get your = appetite back and be a normal girl. -.. Well, do you like the idea?” + “Of course she does!” Aunt Hat . gnorted. “The child is just stunned, © aren't , dear?” ' 7 hy, yes, j 50 Hat—that’s it.” John Weston stood up, grinning like a small boy. “Okay, we leave early Saturday morning.” “Oh, Pops. . .” Francie hugged kim tight. ‘You're so swell to us. 7—I think I'll have one of those pork chops now . . .” : igo e 8 + THE WEEK bustled by In a frenzy of shopping and packing. There was no time to think of Gusty. [Whenever Aunt Hat mentioned the ticket, Francie evadea - direct: answer. a Friday evening John Weston said, “I'had Gusty tune up the car day, Francie.” ote feigned disinterest, went

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te we were taking and all 3 told him he ought to drop over and * say goodby.” Francie blushed. ~{ shouldnt...” LS ,4 ” such a hot idea. “N.no, it wouldn't,” Francie said. “But she watched for him all evei ping. Now that Gusty knew she was going, the only decent thing he "could do would be to bring her the ticket. . . . At 10 o'clock she gave up .and went to bed. . John Weston had everyone awake ‘at daylight. They were all too ex- " cited to eat breakfast. When they piled into the big sedan, e could hardly believe they e starting for Hollywood. Why, ing could happen in Holly-

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