Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 September 1940 — Page 12

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SERIAL STORY— By Abner Dean | OUR BOARDING HOUSE With Major Hoople OUT OUR WAY By Williams

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IA YESTERDAY: Mark and Carrie go to | | ® LR AF if 7 \ R :3 TR }o Hl 1 i & dance with the Taylors. They have a | is ; : é | “any 7 (- J . " y ANN 5 \ I ! Q-

perfect evening until Oaks, drunk, tries to dance with Carrie, shouts that he spent the afternoon with her at Rock Creek. Deuel, infuriated, slugs the agent and Oaks is hurried from the hall. Supber cail breaks the tension, but Carrie is filled with fear for the future. CHAPTER SEVEN CARRIE WAS to move into her new soddy home on Monday. Late!

| Sunday, after dinner with Mark she |

had driven back to Rock Creek with| |: ~"\ ! \ | < - KA ev 7 S Sy the Taylors so as to get an early TL " » = * BH ‘ : 5 start on the soddy next morning. CE SANE SN rk TAR NE NS : = 3 WR 3 Y= lia After breakfast, Eq Taylor hooked SR A i eC TREE NR, ES x | a RHR = \ J RWILLAM : = x hh Aa : SEK RRR RNS _— , : i > up his team, threw his plow in the 3 ERNE ENE RE uN NET x \_ core ER SERVICE. INC. TM. REG. U, §. PAT. OFF. — _ C\&¥. PLEASURES RAPID= | S05 bv ws sEhucs. we. THE WORRY WART us 92 A wagon and pulled up in front of his 4 CRAIN 7 NE RB I I ORR, " By Al C - A > gw - ., oh % : y » EY an ou > soddy for his wife and Carrie. They MIG : . YAR Rep yw A a, LI'L ABNER y PP

ae Me) : . HIRT were ready with a big lunch basket,| |Copr. 1940 by United Feature Syndicate, Ine. . > . h NO, NO, | WILL CHOOSE A PLEASE", WANT YOU ALL cut PL”-AN ; AH HOPE'S NOT!Mrs. Taylor remarking that this day “Happy birth-day te you-u-u-u, happy birth-day to you-u-u-u!” J”. ) YOUNG SUCSESSOR | ME 7” - CLEANER'N TO RESUME YOUR NATCHERAL HOPES HE DON'T )/ YO’ DON'T NEED called f 5 . lebr re ——— YO’ MUSTN'T TO CARRY ON 77-HE / AR ov: LIVES EATING, SLEEPING PICK ME” NO LESSONS HOW eq) Tor yome sort of celebration RETIRE "7- YO’ \ WiLL RECEIVE SIX EVRY ™ AND WOOWNG . I” WILL BE ’ WOO ME DOGPATCH in honor of their new neighbor. HOLD EVERYTHING | ‘ LESSONS FROM YO RANT TH DUBE | AROUND ANDI WikL Carrie would never forget that HOW TT’ WOO - A AN PAR Ey MAKE HEN - morning, the utter quietness of the : Ae Aon y CHOICE” prairie, its tremendous sweep, the] CARRY ON’ HIS OWN”

grasshoppers stirring up before the wagon, the sun beating down so that it seemed to touch fire to the early OPERATING morning breeze, : Big Ed was concerned about his small patch of corn, withering in the shimmering heat. “Got to have rain soon,” he observed, “if it's going to make it.” : Carrie laughed but suddenly she # BR N77 Zed », Sy , oz So IAN Vet Pre Areas was struck by the picture behind AN . ; : : — TT moe : a that thought. Winter and desola- x 3 4 oo (LOCK UP TH' PAPOO SE ) ANY wAtCH R ! HE ( euTiCAN HEAR A MISSED ME, RYDER. tion and wilderness. and if there : : 5 = ES a Se NaN CANT wii YOU, HANLON / | BUT IWON'T MIES/ - : Ny 3 ~V-— . : T

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town, no food ; ! WITH = a Ra wy It was stil! early when they . ’ L ACE HANLON, | B= = ; : , S\ Qe pulled up on the knoll across Rock \ ? : : § RED \& ALONE, | ES 4 : 3 . Creek which Carrie had selected for i 04 SAVE FOR S her soddy. But already Mark was : w/ : § \ = L\TTLE there to meet them. sitting cross- / aR BEAVER , legged on the grass while his horse ; i R | AT PARTED eR bi ; : i NALLEY grazed nearby. RANCH Bout time you're getting here,” ai Y WHE N Mark rose, greeted them HANLON Carrie was overjoyed. “Why, we've 7 APPEARS eaten an enormous breakfast, and ia — J BL E WTID we rode into town to shop already—j | aa eo Ra : R ONE-ENE. didn't you see us?” She stopped | 3 ; breathless. climbing down from the | PNR : Rs Sn gq ~ wagon as Mark stepped up to assist | WEE SR her “Well, I don't see why you couldn't have let me in on some “Interesting, isn't it—the way everything is becoming mechanized RN i of that breakfast,” he grinned, “I'm these days?” Ne MY BALL about starved. I must have missed S| eden > GOT STUCK you in town this morning.” FUNNY BUSINESS : \ Amp 1 UP THERE! Ed Taylor unhitched his team, ; i, il -~ - unloaded the plow and hooked the HTH i horses to it. “Now, Carrie,” he said, “just tell me where vou want vour| sitting room and I'll start right in plowing for it.” He slapped the reins on his bays and set the plow for a shallow furrow along the knoll.

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THAT WAS THE beginning of |

(1H Ll [AT . =a] (1 Hr 3 FP at— . { . = " Vil fill { a I h > # - A = Cr Carrie’s sodhouse. It grew unbe- | | Lt ¥ : : > % 1 | \ | . \ i of | A | | xm WN IN Hgveshiy bast. Oe . . a —————— Zk To Rar. U8 Pat OF AN Fes reactors ; . y \ NG srr

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in the summer.” Mrs. Tavlor told ; % ANT MANY FOLKS WILLIN' TO ROOM Wi' PUNKY. TOWNS FULL UP. TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT. ONLY y Pe Tm as . : } = g THAT NOISE? THEY COMPLAIN HE MAKES ‘EM LATE FER WORK, | | REASON I GOT THIS VACANCY |S RECALSE ) THRU THE BACK DOWN Carrie, “and warm in the winter.’ AL 1% ’ CH, THAT'S ONLY SNORES SO LOUD THEY CAN'T HEAR THE FIVE THE OTHER GUY... NAME WAS BARNEY... ) BY THE ICE PLANT. | It was late afternoon when Mark ” PUNKY FOWLER, O'CLOCK WHISTLE. SORTA QUEER, TOO ~~ | | NKE FELLER, T0O... HE WUZ KILT VESTIDDY SOME SEZ KE WUT A and Ed began putting up the rafters - oY VE THE GUY YOURE | Pp 2 7 ONT THERE F : 7 G-MAN, BUT I DUNNO. | 1 began putting $ . A % AA Z ~—" ANY OTHER A \ > -— r 8 WELL, JUS’ MAKE | for Carrie's roof, on which they were € Z ROOM? (@N NN : YOURSELF AT ; HOME, SON

to lay tin, tarpaper, and a final thin = ) IAAL ye” 2 ; | : y / 77) layer of sod | 3 s ®/, 3 \ wv : 4 il ¢ . | ‘Seems to me she’s getting a little | § p 7 5 7 ) : | NN —- : fancy,” Tavlor shouted from the rooftop. “Only soddy around here with a tin roof I know of. Most of us just got brush.” He waved to | Carrie, who remarked it didn't 100k | fancy to her. “Now thats the kind of thanks ’ : y J 8 2 tssnat

we get for our work,” said Ed. | COPR. 1940 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. RIGHT BACK WHERE WE || Ni | You sHOULDNT HAVE ( ( IT coud ; threatening to quit without finish- | STARTED. PRACTICALLY | | BROUGHT ME ALONG - IVE BOTCHED UP HAVE BREEN A

ing the job. “I've got a husband that whistles, a dog that barks and a parrot that Boxe AND WITH NO | I OUGHTA GO OFF OUR WHOLE VACATION== LOT WORSE — ~ : t was finished at sundown screeches—now I want something that stomps! VISIBLE MEANS OF fi ; BY MYSELF SOME IM THE PROVERBIAL JUST SUPPOSE But it was iinisheq. at born. SUPPORT J fll TT TT PLACE AND PLAY BULL IN THE CHINA WE HADNT

and the four of them sat down for THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson WITH A FEW /~ FoRsET CLOSET --- AND THAT'S HAPPENED

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a celebration dinner cooked right on STICKS OF IT. LARD | NO MALARICY J ALONG WHEN Sel - = Carrie's sheet-iron stove, the first oyname / WE'VE HAD : A You DIO ? \ piece of furniture put mn place. IN - FUN ! = S \ ~_ Carrie, excited and flushed, in- THE AVERAGE 2 7 /

sisted on cooking it herself and FISHERMAN

Mark, watching her, had the IN THE UNITED STATES

thought she looked indescribably ; EOS better in calico dress and apron SPENDS ARBROUT

than in her white satin gown. He wanted to say as much, but didn't, ANNUALLY FOR. &s they sat outside the soddy in the 4 ~HIS SPORT. moonlight and talked, for hours, it —~ S i gett. 1 I 1 d } de - EY ——— At last, Taylor hitched up his ’ ; re I Tn hb Wi Ron, OCS ¥ | SURE BUT, NOLL.OM, started home, leaving Mrs. Taylor \ { : 1 ) . SAIS JOO to stay with Carrie for her first \ AIRE, A. € pight in her new prairie home. : “Be over in the morning again,” he said to Carrie, “and dig you a well down by the spring. Better | have a real breakfast on that new | stove in there.” He slapped his] knee, winked at Mark. “You know, | Mark, that was a pretty good feed | Carrie put out tonight. Think you could get along on that regular?”

Mark flushed. “Guess so,” a vOG,C c mitted quietly, glad Carrie couldn't | . OM ’ his or too clearly in the moon- oe COPR. 1940 BY NEA SERVICE. ING. * RACK WERE. light. Why did people like Ed Tay- | as " Jor always have to hit right on your THOUSAND ISLANDS, most inner thoughts? IN THE ST. LAWRENCE | Be De a oy ra OS TuAuN MARCUS, THE AMAZING BUND CHAUFFEUR, LEADS A CUSTOM OF \ % ; THANK YOU, LADIES---YOU HAVE BEEN Mark aside. “I wouldn't tell her, of | COMPRISES ABOUT. : THE SCRAPPLE GIRLS INTO THE FORBIDDING THE TWIST HOUSE £ : 1 3 OF GREAT SERVICE TO THE TWIST course, but that Wells a lot more; 4700 ASLANGS: SS e— TWIST ESTATE -- = |is ThAT BACK _/¢ ¥.5] He HOUSE. OF + GREAT » _ = —m Lg IRIN i il REMAIN IN YOUR LN GUEST SIGN a - 4 /) - it he) SERVICE += Be a aan . ROOM UNTIL YOU HEAR THE GONG = }¥ THE GUEST : E 1 NX Lf : thing's too dry. I knew a time once §n Towa when a well came in mighty handy in a pretty bad grass fire, Good place to crawl into, you know, ytill she's all over.” TS m

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on » IS THE TEMPERATURE HE SAID GOOD night, the wagon baw TE Nee Abid ZS : JR we Le EXCESSIVELY COZ fu a and Mark went back to : OR. EXCESSIVELY /707 § e soday.

«well, it's about time I get ANSWER-—Both. About 212 degrees F. during the long day on the Carrie| moon, and about 200 below zero during the long night.

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moving, too,” he said to

p lor. “It'll be cooler : . : jnd Mrs. Teylor you how much it-meant to have youl “Carrie—Carrie,” he cried, his

fiding back to town now.” He; here today.” voice suddenly husky, “I love you Cray oss : AS MARCUS. HEARS THE PEN SCRATCH, AN thanked Mrs. Taylor for staying] “well, it meant something to me,| °°." id . TE a ih reuivves | ; ENIGMATIC SMILE CROSSES WIS THIN UPS st night with Carrie and Mrs. too,” Mark managed to stutter, feel-| Ch aa Bk Wok ; PE wudsenly decided it was time |ing himself tense and glowing. | It was out, just like that. Neither

for her to “get moving, too.” She I—I wish I might do as much knew what quite happened next exi eared into the cool, dark(for you,” Carrie went on. She was cept that Mark Deuel felt her warm i Ph CH 71 83 d S ny explaining the bed still had close. so close Mark could almost little body snuggling close in his UST BACK FRO I” ’ one err an a

to be unpacked and made up. see the color of her eyes in the arms, felt her arms creep around his Mark was alone with Carrie. moonlight. The tip of her firm little neck, felt her lips press to his and,

standing by Mark's horse in thel|chin reached almost to his shoulder feeling them, strangely remembered | & b 9 y fading moonlight. The prairie was|and she looked up at him now, say- what Ed Tavlor had said about a 2 ominously quiet, save for the funny ing worlds without saying any- prairie fire and a well. tittle chirp-chirp of crickets in the|thing. : (To Be Continued) n | grass. Mark could hold himself no long- Sag a “Mark,” said Carrie, “I can't tell ex.

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