Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 February 1941 — Page 29

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NTIL THEN I STAY AND : YESTERDAY—Suszanne and Martha

search the bars, but find no trace of Bill. Early next morning, Martha telephones camp headquarters, asks for Bill. The adjutant tells her Bill is A. W. 0. L,, that he will be classed as a deserter if he dees not return. Almest immediately Paul calls from New York. Bill came to the hotel, knogked "Paul down. He disappeared then. Paul is worried for Martha's safety, is hurrying home.

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AT 9:30, SUZANNE went back to the phone. She spoke to the Chief, at his home. “I've just talked to Paul Elliott in New York. It’s very|. smportant that if Mrs. Marshall's husband should come to the office, you must keep him there. Lock him into a private office if you have to. -Mrs. Marshall won't be in today.” She hung up, giving no explana- . : tion. “Of course we get Saturday afternoons off?” They went fo Mrs. Larkin’s first.|’ ’ : Bill hadn't beén back there. “If wile he Shows up, telephone this num-| THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson ber once!” They left Mrs. Lar- - os co kin with her mouth wide open. a 1 : At noon they dove to the air-| [ENE WEATHER, so FAR AS : : ' port. to meet Paul's plane. He looked MAN IS CONCERNED, EXTENDS Hl al : QUICK- SOMEBODY N LOOKS LIKE A I'M SURE SHE

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minders of his meeting with Bill. Martha swallowed hard before she could say, “Hello, Paul.” Suzanne didn’t bother with greetings. “Any news in New York before you left?” . “No.” He looked at Martha. “I'm sorry as the devil. But I couldn’t do anything with him. He—he was . : drunk.” . : “I know. Oh, Paul, what'll hap- | 1 I im — pen to him if he doesn’t go back to Hil | ani ; "COPR. 1947 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. T. M. REC. U. 5. PAT. OFF.

camp?” ’ . “Nothing - he doesn’t deserve,’ : Poul said grimly. But at her white| LRHINES El Sai. at face, at the misery in her eyes, he EARN OUR ’ relented. “I guess it’s not all his SCARE TIME 7? WASHINGTON TUBES II tein Sr ——————————————— fault,” he muttered. “Well find Zs Som (1 AVE READ OF YOUR MAGNIFICENT MEDICAL RESEARCH IN 1 DO RESEARCH BUT PERHAPS I AVE CONDUC! BOTA SAFE, POSITIVE CURE } him. - We'll smooth things out.” COMMON THE OLD COUNTRY. DR. BASSILA . MY BROTHER 1S MOS' ILL WORK IN MEDICINE, - YOU KNOW OF SOME | MANY EXPERIMENTS FOR THE HUMAN BEING — But they didn’t find him. The BUTTERCUP : OF THE MALTA FEVER. THE DOCTORS CAN DO LITTLE. 4) Ll YES. BUTA PRACTICING CURE WHICH HAS NOT | WIS ANIMALS, VES, y long hours dragged on and on.| BELONGS TO THE SPECIES N DESPERATION 1 AVE gl PHYSICIAN, NO! YET BECOME KNOWN | SOME WIS PROMISING Endlessly. Martha sat in the car| ACRLS, OF THE GENUS COME TO YOU pas 2 Nl 70 THE MEDICAL RESUS sbetween Paul and Suzanne, going| RAAMNCEL/LL/S, OF THE A § : from one building to another, ORDER BAAN CL/L OF THE SUB - CLASS ©20LYLAL, OF THE CLASS | MARTHA THOUGHT, too, of mE OF Te stories she had heard. Stories in| erROUP ANGIOSEHERS, which men like that went out on OF THE. DIVISION wild benders, reeling through the PS AANELOCA/NS, streets of strange cities, meeting with unspeakable accidents. Fear, BUT IT WOULD a dark and paralyzing force, grew SMELL AS SWEET || {:%-%" : swiftly and relentlessly. Her numbed ial rin No 4%% ——— oO

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