Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 December 1940 — Page 27

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YESTERDAY: Wes links Lona’s visits |to Rainbow Canyon, her friendship with Andre, and the bombing tests. But he has no basis for suspecting anyone. Heo | rides out one evening, is surprised when Lona passes, without seeing him. He trails her. Then he realizes someone | is trailing him. He is unarmed, buf ¢atches the rider with his lariat.

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| WESLEY'S LARIAT loop had snaked out gracefully and true despite the darkness. It settled over the rider's shoulders. Wes whipped * his right, arm backward to jerk it tight and thus in an instant the _ rider's arms were pinioned to his sides.’ Wes dug in his heels. “Oh-h-hu-u-u-uh!” The response was a weird little staccato squeal of fright, almost .feminine. Plump—down the unsaddled rider fell. The horse snorted - and jumped off to one side. : | ‘Wes was already running. The last few feet he literally dived and -danded squarely on the dark form ~ there on the ground. ‘= “Take it easy!” he growled. But the victim declined to obey. The person became a wildcat of flailing legs. One knee struck Wes & térrific blow in the face. 'A heel ~ drove hard into his ribs. The de{fender was far from helpless, even if arms and body were in a tight lariat loop. His victim, however, was noticeably ‘Smaller than Wes had expected, and in spite of the writhing, breathing, scrapping resistance Wes | found that he could hold the rope | tight "and finally get a half-hitch | around -the ankles. He drew this | tight, too, but—already he was beginnifig to sense something. “D-darn you, if—if—1” ; “The victim gasped that much J Vaile struggling, and Wesley York roze.

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.= .. “Oh, .Oh, lordy, Ronnie, you are +. certainly—!" | «Buf, Wes, weren’t you curious .And—don’t you remember it was _~ near here that I had a scrap with ‘ <But yov., Ronnie, coming out < ; 1 ; 8 2 8 : se LAUGHED a bit. “Fooey on | home and knit long underwear!” | a He sighed. No man ever seemed | | VWHY ARE CATS Bailey. He went to catch up her CALLED SSA >” : |. . horse again and when he helped Ea eb | utterly at ease. His own chin, by | common house cat is known as felis domestica. |" contrast, was aching; almost sure- 7 | . ly he would have to face the in- | dignity of dark bruises again! .at length and gecides Jo go = : . | . home, after all. In the fighting Weary Fram Eluding Bor bs not, Lona would have gone onj| . _ far ahead in the delay anyhow. If] By PAUL MANNING ture of children trudging the to try further snooping tonight in|) ;oNDON, Dec. 11.—She could not | With the dawn of each new day. Rainpow Canyon, so Wesley got | ave been more than five years old. | Night after night, whether the bombeak to Pueblo. | white, her head. drooped with sleep | children follow their mothers down © Because it was mot much oubiis she trudged wearily along the|to basement shelters. Wes lef them there before going! ope was just a London child, re-|circulates slowly through the vast to the stables. He went inside a {ino to her hone after another spaces of a shelter packed far be-pearl-handled gun. he new generation here in London-|on hard concrete floors. They turn # ie, ‘he spoke calmly, se-| restlessly in their sleep, disturbed by bes , “rake this pistol and caITy geary mothers who shuffle along by *1t with you whenever you go any- their side. - hurdred ftfully sleeping adults. Eut, ironically, there is no rea“But, Wes—" - ir : “No buts! You do as I say. Iigought back like a wild beast. Ang|London. The Government has a vol0! 4 untary evacuation scheme which as: you did tonight, unarmed. Ifsave for disheveled hair and clothdon’t like you to risk it any way, ing and a few bruises of her own,|London child. And since Aug. 11, sonie 563,000 have been shipped off ‘please I'm sorry I had to bel Contemplation of these things rough tonight, and if you thinkimade his night a happy one, and|lisk countryside. : : : ! But 279,000 children still remain . fighting any time, you come di- vived hope), carried over into the rect to me.” next day and the next. It car- forgotten colony of British child == Mt P h nts’ || It was, in trath, the first time |ly faculty meetihg in the Commons lise For without their parents any man had ever talked to her where thewinformal talk. included |. country and so must remain, to : low the w utine of ‘marchwho had tried thus to give herjery sort, 'such as every college follow the Weary routine . «orders “would have had a saucy |faculty has. : : growing old far beyond their years. Ronnie Bailey ‘was secretly elated! |an elderly professor unexpectedly or a time the Government And in his own right, Wesley mentioned Ronica’s name, but all a en Fy : tion vanished. : parents to break up the last vestige] #8 4 “We may be losing the Bailey the threat of disease.

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But when Minister of Health Malcolm MacDonald pointed out that, from a personal survey, the suowdy shelters were perfect breedin grounds for the winter diseases of colds, influenza, diphtheria, tu-¢ berculosis and cerebro-spinal fever, the Government reversed its viewpcint and decided to do something quickly for these children upon whom ' England some day must

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