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THE, INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 26, 1941 ABBIE AN' SLATS

—By Raeburn Van Buren

LANA, DAUGHTER OF WILBERFORCE GROGGINS, MILLIONAIRE, READS THE NOTICE

HMPH!!ANY INTELLIGENT

be THIS 15 SOME 9, SORT OF A

> RACKET!!!

WILBERFORCE GROGGINS' COUSIN BATULESS ALSO READS THE NOTICE

, NO INTELLIGENT FATHER OF A BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER WOULD PASS UP THIS GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY. TLL MAIL ‘EM A PITCHER O' BECKY AN' SAY NOTHIN’ TO HER!

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THE ONLY ONE

A WEEK LATER--HOLLY

SE BITIN ACCORDING TO OR) REBECCA INFORMATION, THE RICHEST MAN /GROGGINS!! IN CRABTREE CORNERS 15 WIL: BERFORCE GROGGINS AND HE HAS ONE DAUGHTER!'! A HUN- ¥ DRED DAMES HAVE SENT PIC TURES FROM THAT TOWN, BUT

ESTED IN IS THIS ONE!! —/

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YER!!! MISS

THE MILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTer!!! -SHE WINS, OF COURSE!

WE'RE INTER- HEH - HEH-

FUNNY BUSINESS

SERIAL STORY—

Dollars to | 777 Doughnuts

By EDITH ELLINGTON

YESTERDAY —Bee is excited and thrilled over her date with Mr. Bradley She hardly knows how she will manage with Terry, Vera and Toby in the small apartment, But everything turns out well, At last Anthony suggests they leave,

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN TOBY CRIED, “Good Anthony! You've got than anv of the dimwits who came They let Terry

for vou,

more sense

up here to see me. monopolize them!’ “Monopolize?” Terry grievedly. “I was just and sociable, putting ease.” Vera turned on the radio. “You can put me at ease, smartie, 1 want to dance.” Beatrice went to get her coat.

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She was eager, expectant, different. — “And all because I'm going to be alone with Anthony Bradley, I see] THIS CURIOUS WORLD him every day in the store. But— | moacos

Bui something's changed.” Ny 1909, WHILE “I'll leave the door on the latch! j

| SIR ERNEST for vou, Bee,” Toby said. “Bve.”

Anthonv touched Beatrice’'s arm SHACKLEION

as thev went down the stairs. “Thev AND HIS STARVING EEA ass a. . MEN WERE SEARCHare nice.” he said. ‘lots of fun. ING IN THE Rut. I couldn't wait to shake them.” ANTARCTIC FOR. I was wondering if vou ever THEIR FOOD DEPOT, would,” she confessed. WHICH WAS 8200 “Were you?” His eyes above her TAAL Ad ORYTON g were shining almost the way her ATMOSPHERIC own eves, in the mirror, had shone. REFRACTION Beatrice felt suddenly breathless. SCIOOENLY LIFTED They were out in the cold, sweet ZNTOVEIV Oe air. She was small beside an- To SET THEIR COURSE thony’s height, she had to skip to TOWARD IT. THE keep up with his great stride. “Slow MIRAGE PROBABLY down,” she laughed, pulling at his SAVED THEIR sleeve. “My hearts going like a steam engine now.”

LIVES. Anthony stopped, right there on the sidewalk. “So is mine,” he said quietly, An. ecstasy, a strange magic rose | between them. Real and tangible and suddenly full grown, it quivered | from Beatrice's heart to his, and from Anthony's to hers. She felt herself swaying toward him. His arm slipped around her, steadying her. “Bee,” “Bee.” “But this is silly,” to say, “It ‘can't Not. so soon.” “Yes, it can. Oh, Bee!” “T wanted to be alone with von.” she said. “But that's not a sure sign, is it? I've got to think, Anthony. I—I'm bowled over. I never had a thing like this happen to me before. Maybe it's just a mood. A passing fancy?” She tried to laugh, but her voice

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he whispered huskily.

she managed be happening

DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A

“One more time, Joe—and try to get that crease out of my collar!”

By William Ferguson

THERE ARE ABOUT CO, O00 KNOWN INSECT PESTS

THAT HAVE NOT BEEN

| | THOUSAND DOLLARS---

FOUND AS YET IN THE | UNITED STATES.

broke. “Anthony, we'd better be careful. People should look about and consider everything before thev —before they—" : “Fall in love,” completed An-| thony. “Because that's it. I'm in| love with you, Bee. And there wasn't time to examine or think! or be cautious.”

“Bee,” he whispered huskily. “Oh, darling!” | She clung to him. “Anthony. Anthony.” Dimly, some far part of her mind remembered that she had never! THEY WERE standing in the clung to Clarence. Never clung to _ middle of the sidewalk, not far 2NV Of those light, pleasure-seeking from a street lamp. A man loitered YOUD& men whom she had kissed. in the doorway of an apartment Kissing had been a light game, then house only a few fee; awav. Yet A bantering exchange, meaningless Anthony's head bent above her 25 & handshake, “This is no game.” own, and Beatrice was lifting her The man in the doorway coughed. face, as if without her own voli- Their moment shattered into bits. tion They drew apart, slowly. But his It wasn't what she had meant to hand took hers. They walked on do at all. A swift pang of doubt toward where the dark trees were assailed her. So shameless, so massed against the sky. The park. cheap, here on the sidewalk. . . . The miracle of their kiss was still Like a shopgirl and her sweet- with them, holding them speechless Heat. wats 8 and enthralled. k S b . 8 irlo i 5 Asthone he fos wor ry After a while, when they were . Anthony wis her ‘Swetthoss, 2 walking down a gravel path, AnHe ‘was Suddenly more deur thony said: “I was sure it would be . ™ . : » this way. At first, I was afraid of more familiar, than Clarence, to... i ; whom she'd ‘beh ‘nga ’ you. But then, I—I began to think 10m she'd be gaged, had ever |i; would have to be like thi been. The shape of his face, and | me. or WAAR the way his hair grew on his fore- je Jou So Something 10 Ie, Yo head, and the firm, young cut of Re ne Jonget every Sibier girl T've his mouth were so dezply engraved |= .., oo. [00 in her memory that she could close |, Your hair smells good. Like perher eyes, here with his face above fume.” her, and see them still. She knew She knew she should move away. the tone of his voice, and the His shoulder was so close to hers! touch of his hands. Never before But she couldn't. Her lips still tinhad she experienced this sweep of |8led from the touch of his. feeling, this deep-down sense of| “Look, here's a playground. intimacy and belonging. Swings!” Anthony's stride quickThere was an aura of vitality ened. “Gosh, I feel so happy. Let's about Anthony; a sense of strength |go in snd swing. I want to fly. But and youth and fitness that was swinging’s the closest we can mansharply masculine. Beatrice heard age.” rerself gasp, and then Anthony ” nt * was Kissing her. His lips on hers LAUGHING LIKE children, thev were firm and strong; hungry and ran inte the playground. Thev possessive She felt the, beat of squeezed into a swing ‘ogether.! response in herself. a warming and Anthony showed her how to tenderness melting inside her, 'sit with her legs out before her,’

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to aid their momentum after he started them off. The wind whipped at them as they went forward, and her hair blew across her face as they slipped back. “It’s' wonderful, Anthony. Swing us higher!” .

The lights ‘of the city twinkling stars behind toe Overhead the sky was dark, and | they were alone beneath its can-| opy. “I've never been so happy. | I want to sing. It's like being! born all over again.” “I'll get down. I'll push vou. Then you'll swing right up to the sky.” “No, don't! I want you «lose!” "Wait. Youll love He | laughed. He got behind her, | grasped the seat of the swing, and | sent it flying from him. “O-oh!” The clean, con! wind | swept past her more ulrongly. | She looked up at the sky as she| soared toward it. “Its ‘a new Our own world.” She has never thought of that be- | fore. But people did create their | own world. Here with Anthony, in| this magic darkness, they had made | a little world of laughter and | brave world, aspiring to the stars, | with no thought of the drab store where they both worked, no thought | of the hard, hurting problems of|

were | trees. |

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world, Anthony.

being poor. |

“Clarence couldn't make a world | for himself, ‘or for ‘me,’ she | thought. “Everything, with him, | depended on external things.” { She had left him take her up | in the powerful airplane, only a] few weeks ago. “But this swing thrills me more. This simple] swing, in a public park.” (To Be Jontinued) |

(All events, names and characters in this |

story are fictitious.)

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

HAK = KAFFE! faa MOST UNFORTUNATE, MR. CODD wan

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I'M JusT CLEANING THE REFRIGERATOR AND CABINETS

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WHY MOTHERS GET GRAY

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By Williams

OH , WELL. , THEN WE'RE O.K, FER TODAY =~ T THOUGHT YOU WAS GETTIN’ READY TO GO OVER TO SISTER'S TY 1

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—By Al Capp

OF COURSE | COULD SEE THAT CLIFFS IT WAS ABSURD FOR YOU TO SUPPOSE 1 WAS GOING TO STEP OVER IT fYOu MUST THINK I'M EITHER STUPID N /

AND FURTHERMORE. =IT |S NOT NECESSARY FOR YOU TO FOLLOW ” ME AROUND —AND PROTECT ME!’ I'M QUITE ABLE TO Te SE CARE F

YSELF/”

NANCY

I'M V=VERY GLAD TO HAVE SEEN YOU AGAIN , DAISY MAE ~ AND NOW 1 MUST LEAVE ~ DBYE. ~ ~=\WiLL You

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YO' IS BLIND,

MISTAH ERIC ~ B-BLIND AS

A B-BAT/

—By Fred Harman

SURE, SON--T'LL SEE IF I CAN FIND ANYTHING TO FIT

N YOU WAIT Er | OUT HERE WHILE I GO IN AND ENLIST!

RED RYDER

60 YUH LET THAT ROAD) AGENT STEAL MY Z

TEMPORARILY #

YEAH, BUI ILL GET IT BACK, AN TH’ REWARD FOR His CAPTURE 0 BOOT”

SLUGGO WILL MAKE SUCH A SNAPPY SOLDIER --1 CAN'T RESIST TAKING

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MAR - 26

—By

Bushmiller

AUNTY DUCHESS---FOX DRESS EE Ri SN AYLM™M DOWN

BAH’ THAT OLD TRICKS) GOT GOAT WHISKERS ON IT! BUT WHAT ARE. You GONNA DO ?

I'™ GOIN TO BAIT A TRAP!

WASHINGTON TUBBS II (UKE CLAWS OF IRON, MY HANDS WILL SHUT )

OFF THE BREATH OF LIFE! ONCE YOU ARE DEAD 1 WILL BE FREE TO... TO CRIPPLE

YOUR ARMAMENT PLANTE.,. TOs Jom rm y VES, VES, | 8

x WELL, WE'LL HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT/

(Look AT THAT, WOULD You! WHOEVER DID IT, SURE WAS THOROUGH!

MUSEUM PIECE NOW, I'M AFRAID /

TELL ME MORE OF INTERESTING

1 NOT WITH ANY MORE OF) ( MY SAR EARNED CASH 4 TOR ANTS |

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= THIS ONE'S FOR VICK], WHOM YOU WERE ) GONG TO BURY ALE ! AND THIS 15

IN A HOSPITAL...

FOR BASSILA, DYING I SE

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(1 KNOW IT SOUNDS SILLY, BUT OUR PLANE WAS SABOTAGED, AND WE THINK «=e

(Bur GOSH, CHIEF SCOTT, ITS All APART --=w AND A NUMBER. OF IMPOR = TANT PARTS ARE Missing J

it LeTIN

AND SWELL HERE PARTS

CHEWED IN

ALLEY OOP —L WHERE'S ALLEY OSCAR 800M! | GOOD HEAVEN'S, 1 SoM CERTAINLY DIDN'T \wHo WENT | A FED BE \ EXPECT TO SEE WANTING you?

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AROUND THESE | R BEFORE | | SBF { . | Wa | [re—————— : 2)

FOR STEALING A GOVERNMENT, PLANE, AND / RIDICULOUS. WHAT YOU KNOW , YYOL) RAT

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yor ME 2 A WOULD 1 BE DOING WITH A PLANE 2 ! ST =n oO" ? { Oop—]

YOU STEP FROM THE TIME- A or MACHINE! J, Tr |b / |

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| UNCLE SAM

1 MADE A MOG OF MYSELF, AL RIGHT , BOT wT OWON'X KNOW YOO THEW

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{YOU'VE BEEN LP ~~ 10'S THAT'S WHAT nerds s ( THE EVIDENCE 2 BUSINESS... YOUVE GOT ELSE WHY ( NOTHING ON

THE GAT? ME/

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AVIATORS JACKET IS A RATHER INCONGRUOUS GARB FOR. EGYPTIAN