Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 May 1941 — Page 28

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SERIAL STORY— a “Three to Make Ready

By W. H. PEARS

YESTERDAY: Tony advises Paula to = keep close check on Chris, shows her a 2“° note threatening trouble unless his fra- " ternmity. capcels its farewell. When Chris : préaks their date, Paula goes to the , , party with Tony. A stench bomb is * thrown into the house. . Tony rushes «. out, down the steps, then crumbles to |. the ground. ;

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the fraternity boys talked in low TODAY STANDS ARE YOU SURE THEY tones. Paula heard Hal say: : wo “Fellows, we know who pulled this 2; dirty stunt. I don’t know how you _ feel about it, but I'm not leaving 3s Cardman until I get a crack at that . ““bunch!” } “3 “We're with you, Hal!” . =<. “All the way, kid!” : Wait till they hold a meeting!” ->* In the distance Paula heard the ~- ‘wail "of an ambulance siren, and ~ »z-a few moments later the big white © grecar lurched to a stop in front of . __ the house. Tony was lifted inside and Paula followed. :

” = 2 4 -T THE hospital Paula waited ~ _..4d\ outside the door while Tony oe so Was being examined. Presently a : young interne came out and smiled Ng at her. EH -. concussion,” he said. othing to worry about, but we’ll want to keep him under observation NEW MEXICO./ a day or two.” - AMONG _ “M-may I see him?” RO, OOO ~ — He opened the door for her and| BIG SAME HUNTERS, 2 aren. Paula was alone with SOERE as i Ey & Li y. He lay very still, his eyes VS. Le! : N lii~ ARE . -~iiclosed. ‘A large, purple bruise dis- : PEATI™NLI 7 . : oa = eolored his forehead. Li } al IN ASN : y | cag Paula seated herself on the edge S22 ce Hil rn a. / aH 47) Saal . ‘87of the bed, taking his hand. Tony| ~~ ANSWER—1, Twenty Grand; 2, Stagehand; lant Fox; 4, | EL : oun re — : be shifted his head from side to side, : ? y } 2 Stageand; 3, Gallant Fox; 4, ; Bot = ONE, WEPWS THEY ARENT |[ On lay, THANK YOO DARLING LBOT-| = mumbled. Paid bent close to catch Exterminator. \ [Leae eR Atv: TE a SOME" Wo FROM BEALL NO camavy YEA gg fe = his words. He seemed to -be saying if WOMEN ARE \MPRESSED SX WINE RN . 1 BRUNE J - srs ’ k ’ #5: something about a girl, but .to PERSONAL GESTURES: « 50 1 SUPPOSE THE MISTON BEAL ) #.-Paula his words made no sense. *_ “Don’t fret, Tony dear,” she : +» goothed, brushing his hair from his “Chris,” Paula asked, “how did -eyes.. “Just try to rest.” you know Tony was hurt?” % For the first time Tony seemed| “Why, I... I heard it, Paulie. “aware of her presence. His fingers|Froni one of the boys.” #< curved around Paula’s hand, clung.| “Don’t lie to me, Chris!” Paula’s : “Paulie . . . ” he said faintly. voice sharpened. - “You wouldn't “Yes, Tony?” : : have dared to talk to them tonight. : “Paulie, I—I love you so. I know|They’d knock anyone down thsy > how you feel about Chris, but . . .|even thought was connected with > Yve got to tell you. I've wanted to|the league.” 4 before v «+ « I=1 didn’t have the| They walked

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Paula said coldly, “He’s not badly hurt, Chris.”

He fell into step beside her.

lieve his denial. But it never came. Chris said, “Paulie, 'I wouldn’t have had Tony hurt for anything in the world.” “Oh, Chris,” Paula cried, “you’re all tangled up in lies. Don’t you see how serious this can be? If Bill Jenks ever gets hold of the story he’ll make a scandal out of it, and Big Barney can march right in and take control of Cardman. “Tell . the truth,” Paula begged. “Maybe you have done wrong, but it’s not too late to fix things. Won't you get it off your chest, Chris?” «]—I can't, Paulie,” Chris muttered, his gaze fixed on the ground. “Don’t ask me why.” «All right, Chris. We've been friends a long time, but I—I guess you don’t need me any longer.” “Paulie, wait!” Chris said desperately. “Don’t feel like that. Oh, gosh, Paulie, I do need you now . . more than ever. Stick by me.” Phe sight of Chris all broken up

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saw a flushed and lovely Paula. §- “Young woman,” he said, “we can’t keep you here all night.” °

squeeze. “ = said‘ softly.

_ the interne knocked and entered he

Paula gave Tony's hand a final gueeze.. “Good. night, Tony,” she “Ill see you in the morning.” ' ; yn PAULA pulled her wrap tightly

‘about her and prepared. to brave

Outside a tall figure moved from ‘shadows and came toward her. \ -of alarm sprang to her throat,

then she ‘recognized Chris

me. Somehow; you knew right away about Tony’s injury. You admitted to me that you had something important to do tonight. Oh, Chris, you're asking too much of me.” “I'm still asking it, Paulie. Will

“|you believe me?”

8 2 ” ut JEEP in her heart Paula did Be‘lieve ‘him, but she was too angry, too upset, to admit it. She said, “Weren’t you with Kilo tonight?” ° “Y saw her,” Chris ‘admitted. jBut—" | ~ “Before or after they broke up the party?” Paula expected Chris’s temper to flare at the question, but he said ‘without resentment, “Both times.” “And yet you had nothing to do with that stench bomb?” ©

They had reached the Gamma 2 . She waited for |

—carefree, reckless Chris—was more than Paula could stand. She said with a rush of pity and tenderness, “Yes, Chris, I'll stick.” (To Be Continued)

(All events, names and characters in this - story are fictitious.)

CHURCH TO HONOR RETIRED ORGANIST

Mrs. John Pennicke, 2147 N. Wallace St., organist and choir director of St. Matthew’s Episcopal Choir 17 years, will be honored at a covered dish supper at 6:30 p. m. Thursday in St. Matthew’s. Parish House. Mrs. Pennicke resigned recently because of ill health. Members of thé choir will preesnt several numbers snd the Rev. Walworth Tyng of Hankow, China,

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