Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 April 1941 — Page 41

FRIDAY, APRIL 11, 1%41 THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES PAGE 3% ABBIE AN' SLATS —By Raeburn Van Buren OUR BOARDING HOUSE With is Hoople OUT OUR WAY By Williams

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stolen Anthony's idea. Refusing to listen to Anthony's protest, she leads the way to Mr. Fletcher's office, rushes in, demands an explanation. Fletcher is cold. “The idea was good so the store adopted it. There's nothing more to it. Perhaps you'd like to talk to the general superintendent.” Bee flares: “We will. Now. In this office.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT ‘WHAT are you going to do, Bee?” : Anthony asked oddly, reaching for . the telephone. “You can't call Shel- | , drake! He wouldn't come!” { * “Oh, yes, he willl Take your RA SB ls : + hand off the phone.” = os i RED RYDER “But Bee, wait a minute—" . i ne “What's the matter with you?” |g ; ww, > Res Gs ra HELLO, MR. RYDER ARENT === Anthony said evenly, “I'd rather | [ius on " or #2 sv Nou AFRAID MY BOSS WiLL y 7 ry ay CATCH You HANG

. , » 7 ._ you woudn't. [COPR. 1941 BY NEA SERVICE INC. T. M. REG. U. g PAT. OFF. SHR, Sex ens 7 oe : v . 1a) “I bet you'd rather!” Mr. Fletcher aR NP

sneered. “Let her go ahead. Let “And don’t drop him—his pockets are full of hand grenades!” her call him. Do you think she'd

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, in the way her voice cut »> ” » . V ot 3 . Levelly through the stillness. FATS A MIGHTY

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» Beatrice whirled on him. Sud- EE ey) < =, J 3 : denly all the arrogance of the davs T= SS — 2 : : : before she became Bee Davis was ta os Po . N\ Z Jz _in her small face, in the lines of hk! y nh . her body, i ay her v t | Lis NL fon = AR = \ Z Rs ” Z ; \ A

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“hore. I dislike being in the same WASHINGTON TUBBS I —By Crane +¥oom with you!” LL NEEDLES, y ** She took Anthony's arm. “Come, PINE S,F/LLS, PINE i | | [ THERE'S YOUR STEAMER, BUDDY ... ABOUT well go to Mr. Sheldrake's office PINS y PINE O/ODLEOEES, I\Q | | | BIGHT MILES TO THE SOUTH.IT'LL BE A 2 PINE 7WWiNVLES, PINE TICKLISH LANDING, THO, WITH THE SEA AS % ; THANKS

“ourselves. I can’t bear this person ’ + STRAWS, PINE SAAT7S ROUGH AS (IT 1S S “A LOT -another moment. AND PINE 77 AGS... All. i a i i PR, 3 oc 27 be : p :

“3 Mr. Fletcher's mouth hung open. | MEAN THE SAME THING... An hony was looking at her in com- PINE 4L EANES/ “plete bewilderment. But he walked IT ALL DEPENDS ON THE “aout with her, obediently. | SECTION OF THE COUNTRY <". In the hall, he said admiringly, IN WHICH YOU LIVE. “Whew! You certainly laid it on

«the line that time.” Then he said, . m ; eS \ wy “Lf ‘€lowly. “But we can't go to Shel-| PR. 1941 BY NEA SERVICE. ING. f 5 V4 ud SEER ET WELL ) MG / . AHEAD OF

Kirake's office, of course.’ ! : ; 18 2 ~ “Why can’t we?” She was hoil- | COLORADO, | / $2 ~4 : SAY 4 THE SHIP'S “Ing mad. “If you think Fletcher | Ag AT ONE TIME» ' B/E 1 PATH, AND <can hide behind Sheldrake, if you | ; : : ; : ILL JUMP “think I'm going to let anyone in| this store intimidate me—" | : . «+ “No, no, that's not it at alll” A 4 J «eurious embarrassment crossed his = FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

o face. “It's just that I'd rather not | SN

ll BR. : Xo MRS. HENLY SENT ME HERE THATS FINE SELWYN (= AnD 10 Lice Hm ) » 2 2 = ~~ / 4p TO INVITE You TO HAVE DINNER, THEN! we PETTIBONE == TO MEET FRECKLES! 1 Ir CAN'T MISS, =. “Why not? You saw Fletcher. | ; ni 7 WITH US TONIGHT --- UNLESS YOu SHALL EXPECT | HE'S A WAR. THINK SELWYNS CONVERSATION , | SELWYN DRESSES «¥ou can’t give up now.” = Jl HAVE OTHER. COMMITMENTS, swf YOU AY 7:30, REFUGEE ! HE - MIGHT BE A GOOD INFLUENCE | UP EVERY WORD . “Yes, but — but « « His eves | Ae ® t I S ARRIVED RECENT= IN A OINNER, “avoided hers. : ; : | * J Hi il TT TM ! PREPARED ¢ LY FROM REV. 5 Pw | 0) {NY : YOUR, FAVORITE WICKERSHAM,

»* «anthony Bradley, are vou afraid | W2 rn , “of the general superintendent?” HO WAS THE FOURTH Oia pan FE . ENGLAND / - MEMBER OF THE CHICAGO !

# “No. I'm not afraid. But—" his] CUBS’ FINALE 70 EVES

* . or | shands balled up into fists, “I'm not | P “miraid, Bee. But darn it, the man 70 OAHA/KE INFIELD «JP

«knows me!” | 3 y we “Knows you? What do you] ANSWER—Harry Steinfeldt, third baseman, sihean?” Se — *.. Anthony looked at the floor. coming right down. You can't get| A moment later someone roared

«8low, painful red rose about his : . : eollar. pa raked his strong fingers away with this impudent insub-|angrily outside. A tall, burly man

#ghrough his dark hair. “He—he ordination, either of you. Now you/in a dark business suit burst into «Knows me, that's all. He knows my two come back into my office and|the room. RE int, What are voy S¢€ Sheldrake, if that's what you| “What's the meaning of this y . y , were so hell bent on.” rumpus, Fletcher?” he demanded _ ee getting at? Do you mean you knew vi r= Or ~ Wve AT O <his son or something like that at| He rubbed his hands together.|peremptorily. “Have you lost your ’ , us aN: HONEY (iNT Ra ho \¥ hr ia HET NEY Be OE Re ESTA Ee ““#chool and now youre ashamed for «A nice state of affairs when a mind? Can't you handle anything ) 1S GOT A FEELIN PHRLLPPE AND Oo WE \S «AR WE CAN BOY OS PLENTY * him to find out you've been working | : . ls y 55 5 2 | MEBRE YOU'D WANNA WELL » YL WANTS To «dere as section manager?” (salesgirl from the basement can by yourself? Must I be annoyed . \ BE WNOWIN' "BOOT DON'T | PANT NER AR WAS TELLIN You OUTTA WHAT SHE'S PRIN’

- y i i | r VEY : ¥ » : i MIGTAR DEFFE PAINTINY I™M NOT PICTORE ™ Bl O\S swe J] AIM T'PAINT HER PICTURE» * Anthony gulped. “Well, no. Not ‘barge into my office and insult me! | for every blasted trifle? re? ev TL 055% /e One AT , 3

“exactly. The fact is, I—I met him|I'll show you.” He surveyed the two young| § ; X y PICTURE. “= WTERESTEO wgeveral times in the office of the old Behi Wi a people sitting against the wall. g \ sian —And he might think—well—" | ehind Mr, Fletcher, his Secre “Now what the devil is all this?” s+ «you mean you met him in the 'arV stared with round, almost Then his expression changed. He “office of the old man who helped frightened eyes. Doors all along seemed to be puffing up in a vast =you through school? Your guard- the corridor—the doors of depart- (and sullen fury. His collar was an?” ment managers and head buyers 00 tight for his neck. A vein in

_~ “yes.” | his forehead bulged. a +1, and mer ’\ — n »- “But what has that to do with open. Srchaldise men--were Bung “Oh, so it's you, is it? You

ia? She Pulley 2 ie SeRye ref Beatrice saw Anthony’s chin come | | Whelp! So old man Weeming has Anns ’ ‘up. He straightened his shoulders, |°€€D SY Plog on me! gt I can't. Tt would—it might took a long, deep breath. The mus- "Weeming! or ice _bounced ~My on my guardian.” |cles at his jaw bunched. But his . A gay Sou 2 Wen. +» “Reflect on your guerdian? Are hand on her arm was steady. . ys i 3 oon For the first time since Anthony |Dection has Mr. Weeming with Mr.

ou out of your mind?” Bradley?” | io She thought she understood, a [told her about Mr. Fletcher's having y LISTEN, MY BIG BLOND HERO, YOU YOU'RE OVER MY HEAD... sei

wmoment later. She Sieg _viowiy) Slen Dis ies She yemembeled (To Be’ Continued) USED TO BE A SKINNY, LISTLESS IT OUT! rum swere ui #Does your guardian do business| . 0 5 All t s and ch A LITTLE TYKE! WHAT HAPPENED? { 3 tis SOT Bs i rari SI Coie Sr ors} mY 4 =~: JUST MEANS A suoRTAGS BULLS EYE SWEETIE! Rr NATURAL SOURCES OF we *gfraid a quarrel with Sheldrake Ip Tale. ae rou 1A I WAS TOLP | HAD S\N HEAP RICH IN VITAMIN 8 COM “might result in lost sales?” Anthony blow the whole shabby mess wide GIVE CANTATA TONIGHT H AVITAMIN B COMPLEX \\ VITAMINS FOUND. $0 ) 15 CHEAP RICH IN on I COMPLEX... AND 1 “bad once said he might have pulled open. But what would it do to An-| HAR DerICIENCY. WAS ABUNDANTLY IN YEAST YOUR BEST WITHOUT THESE VITAMINS TAKE IT THE SWELL * Rtrings to manage a promotion here, |thony? “The Seven Last Words,” a sacred } hh AND RAW LIVER [BE 9 8 NEW WAY... IN “he remembered. “Thabe what vou| It Vay in late to back down.|cantata by Dubois, will be presented «+s always gets j - oo pw TOMATO ice! “Smeant when vou said you hate 1e walke ack into Mr. Fletch- |}, the Y Pr le *phull? Your guardian could have er’'s office beside Anthony with a nny We the breaks! . spoken to Mr. Sheldrake. You blank face and high-held head.| the church auditorium at 7:30 didn’t want him to?” Carefully, and . pointedly, she clock tonight. Soloists will be “In a way,” Anthony admitted avoided any stray contact with the Miss Elizabeth Cook, soprano: uncomfortably. person of the paunchy, prema- pavid Duthie and Richard Cross, Z = | “N boo | turely triumphant Mr. Fletcher. tenors; Ralph Leonard and Ovid . ) & iN 3 | 4) pi MASH a cold cake of Fleischmann’s Yeast in a THERE WAS a sound ening Anthony drew up a chair for Jones, baritones, and Bernard Con- ; ; : | ? GR] dry glass with a fork, then add a little tomata them. They turned to see Mr. ber. He sat down beside her. Mr. stable, bass. FE LN p J 4 a - 8 juice, milk, or water and STIR till blended . Fletcher, brick red, running after | Fletcher Some around his big Mrs. William Duthie is the organ- % = itd : ; SE ; then fill glass, stir again, and DRINK... twice them and shouting. “I called Mr. [desk and stood there behind its ist and Hugh M. Mason is the choir JR g 4 i § \ % ’ ; aday. It's especially delicious in tomato juicay Sheldrake myself!” he cried. “He's protections, breathing hard. director, y Lo # aw. \|