Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 July 1941 — Page 27

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"DIG DEEP

By ATHLYN DESHAIS

“ALL RIGHT, Murph, let's have the story. And it better be good.” The young man took a swallow of coffee. “Me, Lem Smits, that's just been across the pond writing about the fall of France, gets a rush call from you to hop a rattler to -Jerkville to learn about real drama!” He offered a dubious chuckle and took a bite out of his sandwich. “Okay, kid, shoot.” Mary Murphy grinned at the vet- |

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world, Lem, but people heré in YEAH! HE'S SWALLOWED \P ols

Greenville are living—and feeling, too. Besides, wasn’t it you who always drilled at me to dig way EWC : : : NS . : RT WE'RE WELL ,5LIM-- LONG AS YoU WON'T TAKE ) ALONG, RYDER ? CHASE YOLR. : HELLO, SLIM: WE THE RANCH JOP 1 OFFERED, HERE'S RE OVER DUSTY TRAILS --- MY SLMS READY YOUR BAIT, HOOK HAVING gt ag Xe OL LUCIE! v— MONEY COMES EASIER ¢ OR PICKIN’ / LINE AND SINKER / By 50 08! S

down, and get the real facts?” . yy IN : 0 3 SIN

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“You slipped up, one time,” she said smartly, “Remember Miranda : Lowe?” “The freak? The friend of stray dogs? That old witch? Sure I remember.” : “Your .paper sent you out here for, a story.” “It was a good one,” he retorted on a pretended lofty note. “Go i ing. Mii for nething. Just a lot THIS CURIOUS WORLD “It went like this,” he broke her Bs beds : sentence.” “In the light of a—a—oh | § —some kind of a meen—reflecting on her matted gray hair, a scrawny creature in black slinks along the water front.”. He coughed. “It’s clutching my heart. Shall I go on?” ”n = o

“PLEASE DON'T. There was a lot more of the same drivel, and finally you got to the point. Namely, that for 26 years the hag ‘Le Lowe,’ you called her, had made nocturnal trips through Greenville’s walleys and driftwood, always seeking shungry mongrels and bringing them ome for shelter. Your story built her up fine. She was regarded strictly a nut, from then on.” “It was good stuff,” he observed drily. “Yeah, you told the public that Miranda couldn't help it. She loved animals and couldn't bear to think of their suffering. So she put pans of water and foed out under the trees, and established what you so cutely called a Dog Hotel.” “That was only a year ago. - But look—what's the climax to all this? Has Madame Lowe tossed out the tN dogs and turned to elephants?” : . “No. She's getting tossed out: of the house. Can’t pay the rant.” “Tough,” he commented. “And what is it you want me te do, my little 13iot? Am I in position to endow the canine hostelry?” “Listen to me,’ she commanded. “I thought your old story was clever, see? Cause you're suppesed | to know a lot more than any other} reporter.” She smirked. “So when I got a tip yesterday that the lady was getting pushed around, I dragged your clipping out of the file and did a re-hash. But I made it worse. More maudlin,” : . “It's amazing.” He shook his head.”

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She ignored him and said quietly, :

Tas) night Miss Lowe came to my otel.” “Wow! I've see her. She must have been a trifle difficult to explain. MARY shrugged. “She's the same. Oily hair, sunken eyes, dull with misery. Corners of the mouth , hpulled down. Nice voice though. j LBottspoken. Lem, she was so piti- | “ful last night. Wanted te know why I made a fool of her. Pointed out that she was a human being with a heart. A broken one. ~ “Huh? Who was the guy?” “She didn’t name him. Just said that he was big stuff here, years 880. She was border-line. Not enough family. Seo she married someone else. Lem, I detected beauty.” : ‘Mary grew excited. “My mind “suddenly linked her up with something I had run across a few weeks

ago and hadn't written yet. I had].

nothing to go on, except the name Miranda. Well, if you sit and Worry long enough, the facts always come Bhok. So ‘after a eouple of hours I cked, I went to the old Kaftan mansion.” “Kendall Kaftan? That old goat still alive?” : =“He came back from New York a while back—a widower. Filthy with money. - Lives here with an old companion servant. I reminded him of what he had told me ahout @ girl named Miranda, his old love.” V- - “How's Kaftan look now?” # a . “TIRED SOUL, "hui still handsome. * Brilliant mind. He handed

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He grew excited. “Nol” “Yes, Miranda Lowe. And he repeated his wish, that went something like this: ‘I'd give every dollar I own to be able to make up to Miranda the great wrong I have done. If I could only find her.” “He hadn't read your story last night?” : ‘ “Well, no.” She had a queer smile. “Bverything’s fine now. I told him he should do one little favor for me—endow a dog refuge— I'd bring Miranda back to him. No questions were to be asked.” - She pursed her lips. “I guess that's what you always meant by digging deeper, isn’t it?” “You win, Murph. But there's still one thing troublesome about all this. Haven't you thought of the disillusionment, when he sees the wreck she is now?” “I thought you had gotten the idea. He's blind.” :

ay ‘* Tomorrow: The story of a man’s patienge and why it came to an end, “Job,” by Mary Drake.

(All vents, names and chprsoters In this ; story arp fictitigys.)

TINY SPOTS IN PACIFIC TO BASE NAVY PLANES

LOS ANGELES, July 17 (U. P).

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SAN FRANCISCO, July 17 (U.P.). The defense program has so increased the demand for coin that expansion of the San Francisco Mint has become necessary, Nellie Tayloe Ross, director of the United States Mint said today.

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seven days a week, including Sundays and holidays, the San Francisco Mint must install additional Mathingry to turn out coin, she said, . ’ Purchase of war savings stamps will fyrther increase the demand for coin, Mrs. Ross said. Inauguration of sales taxes throughout the. nation started the demand for minor cepins while vending machines, slot machines, automatic telephones and cash transactions in chain stores have boosted the eirculation of coin.

NORTH MANCHESTER YOUTH IS SENTENCED

WABASH, IND., July 17 (U, P). —Max Robh, 17-year-old North Manchester youth, was in the In-

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