Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 February 1941 — Page 23

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PRINCESS IT

TAKE MUCH BRAINS T/'SEE

—By Raeburn Van Buren

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DON'T

THAT I'M IN LOVE WITH YE” / APE V AKES LOVE!

SURELY YE CAN

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APPARENTLY THAT SCOTCH CASANOVA 18 LURING HER HIGHNESS TO THE BENCH

NEAR THAT SHRUBBERY

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[LL WATCH ‘EM FROM UPSTAIRS IN THIS SUMMER HOUSE. IF THAT NICKEL-NURSING YEO FLEA-BITTEN OLD ROMEO MAKES ONE FALSE JF

MOVE-~ }'LL BE ON HAND TO PROTECT

SERIAL STORY—

Drafted for

Love By RUTH AYERS

gow PAY — April is seriously il . with flu for several days. She was ex- ~~ Nausted, almost had pneumonia. Mother “Zand Dad return, care for her; the boy . driends fill her room with flowers. But “the emptiness in her heart remains. 5 CHAPTER SIXTEEN * ANN RETURNED the next day, _sweet-faced, saddened. From her room upstairs where she sat bolstered in pillows, April ‘heard the first greetings in tie thall. “Ann was saying with a catch in "her throat, “You're such darlings. J can’t tell you how happy I am . "to be home. It’s better than being j prima donna.” " She was all sympathy and kind- : ess to April. “I'll be a Nightingale one way if not another,” she smiled. “Wait until you see how WIl nurse you, April. It doesn’t ‘seem right for anyone as gay as ‘you to have your wings clipped.” “It isn’t my wings,” April man‘aged to grin. “It's my hoof.” “In “those first days of Ann's home-coming, April was beside erself to know the news of Kent. - #Had he written to Ann? Was he "xgady for the operation? Had he told Ann at last what had happened to his eyes? * Because she feared a word or a look would give her away, April kept silent, taking refuge in long eyes closed, pretending sleep. Mother guessed nothing. She ‘beamed because April's ankle was Smproving; she sparkled at having “back from New York. “It Jgeéems like old times to have my _gwo little girls with me again.” "J April caught herself studying JAnn one day. If there were such ; thing as great sorrow purifying one’s face and features, this had happened to Ann, she decided. Her sister's hair was still mole igolor, worn in the same simple style; her features quite as indefinite. But there was something close to beauty in her pallor and the gentle brown eyes. ” » ” . THAT DAY, April almost spoke aloud to Ann. “What do you hear from Kent?” she wanted to say, but she kept her lips tight. It wasn’t until Ann had been home a week that Kent's letter arrived. : * April knew it the minute Ann walked into her room, . * Without preamble Ann began, “Did you know when Kent was home on leave that he had been temporarily blinded in an accident at camp?” “Why—why, yes, that night I met him at the train, I knew.” “You should have told me.”" “It was the night before your audition with Vivano. I was afraid it would upset you.” April had kept her head down. Now panic rose. If she acted selfconscious, ashamed, Ann would think she was guilty. - So she met Ann's eyes with a defiance she didn’t feel. : Ann stared at her with the same brown eyes, the same outwardly ‘gentle expression. But behind it all, April felt a steeliness, the first hint of suspicion. “If I'd known Kent needed me,” Ann was saying, “I would have come home from the ends of the earth to be with him. Never forget that, April.” After thai, the Burnett house - quieted down, outwardly serene and at peace. But a change had taken something deep and under rface. Octavia sensed it, even gh she kept grinning her jamallow smile every time she her eyes on “her little lamb.”

ling in the rooms and spendlong times curled up beside Drill. “ “April ‘herself probably expressed il best on the first day she took a wabbly. steps around her room. “have” to get going,” she said ~motHer, who was busy sewing thing - white and frilly for “This house is wearing me os too quiet—like doom was

“periods when she stayed with her)"

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“He telephones religiously to learn how you are and wants to be your first visitor.” “Yes?” April's mouth twisted into a ghost of her old-time smile. After awhile she said, “You might tell him he can have that honor. I'll be all set to see him in a week or so.” She turned to her mother. There was this question, this all-important answer she must have before she could pick up her own life and go on. It had to do with Kent Carter. “Mother, does Ann say how Kent Carter is?” Mother looked up quickly and then bent to her work. “Ann is so shy,” she sighed. “So reticent about talking of anything which she feels deeply. But there was a letter from Kent yesterday from which she read me parts. Surgeons have operated on Kent's eyes.” April was standing at the window. One hand reached forward and clutched the cretonne drape for support. : “Was—was the operation a success?” “It won't be known until the bandages are removed.” : So the days went by, in a lovely dazzle of blue ice and spangled snow. : What April had said jokingly about being out of circulation, was turning out to be more fact than fun. No more “Sorry to learn you're sick” cards; no more flowers except those from Hal. Even the telephone was silent. | “It doesn’t take long,” = April brooded, "for boy-friends like mine to forget.” »

a Glitterbug,

A PARTY GIRL, 6 of the

a game ankle képt her house-bound. When ‘she fussed at the mirror, it even seemed as if she looked different; older.

She started knitting for the Red]

Cross to pass the hours; patiently hemmed small garments for war refugee children. Then one night, Hal Parks paid his long awaited visit. He stood in the door of April's room, dark, debonair, ‘with the clipped mustache which made him, outwardly, so much of the manabout -town, Absurdly, April ‘felt her eyes filling with teams. Dear Hal! He

was the stend-by, the devoted one.

She grateful promised

stumbled to meet him, for the haven his arms as they enfolded her. (To Be Continued) (All events, names and characters in this story are fictitious.)

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AND FORWRY 2 TO SAFE My SON FROM EXECUTIONS AH, HOW WRONG! HOW WRONG TO ENDANGER THE HEALTH AND LIVES OF OTHERS IN ORDER THAT

- OH, MY Boy! MY POOR BOY!

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