Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 August 1941 — Page 15

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Lessons

In Love By JERRY BRONDFIELD

CHAPTER ONE

THE LOOK ON Barbara Chase's face was one cof utmost displeasure as she curled up on the sofa and lifted the telephone to her hear. “It’s that anemic Lester Burton again,” she hissed to her Uncle Hank as she prepared to speak. Hank Chase shook his head. Poor Lester. Poor fish. “No, Lester . . .” Barbara was sayiny wearily. “No. I'm busy. Nope. busy Friday, too. No-0-00.- No, Lester. maybe. next week. Yes, that’s a good boy. Dont fret. now. Bye.” Barbara put down the ‘phone. She rested an elbow on a knee and | cupped her chin in her hand. “Uncle Hank," she intoned, “if| I were to use this house as a focal point and then draw a circle with a

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100-mile radius. do you think there might be a man somewhere in that circle who had a spark of interest?” | His answer was nothing more| than a snort | Barbara shox ad, and the i about her shoulders. “When,” she mocked, “tell me WHEN are men going to quit talking about the stock market, the tax rate, and the wonderful binges they go on? When is this present crop of so-called eligibles going to crawl from under their night club pallors and reveal a red corpuscle or two?” SHE PLOPPED down beside Uncle Hank and poked him in the ribs. “This country's going to pot. Why doesnt somebody do something about the improvement of the breed. I mean men, not horses. Why I can’t even get some decent golf competition these days.” She folded her arms sullenly. Superiority . . bah!” F 5 “'Bah’ isnt ladylike,” Uncle Hank admonished. “But then, neither is your golf game.” he admitted. “And why WHY don't they quit showering me with flowers and silly little trinkets and sell me something in the way of old-fash-ioned masculinity? Lester Burton —bah!” Hank Chase tapped his pipe softly. “Gal, you were born 30,000 years too late. You belonged back in one of those mezozoic ages, or whatever they were.” “No, I don’t. I merely maintain that the man I marry must be able to balance a tea cup with his left hand end drop a 40-foot putt with his right at the same time.” “Must be lots of them like that in New York.” “If there are,” she growled “someone’s keeping them in chains in a fourth floor attic. Nope, Uncle Hank, I dont know of any in that 100-mile radius I mentioned. Larry Grover, maybe, but he’s mdre interested in horses than women. I bet I could do better if I went down to your Oklahoma oil fields and dated a couple of drillers.” = = x

HANK CHASE'S head jerked up with interest. “Now. maybe that won't be necessary. Fact of the matter is were going to have a visitor from down Oklahoma way tomorrow. Forgot to mention it to you. Very forgetful of me. I might add, however, that he pos- { sibly is what youre looking for in -the way of—well. did you say masculinity?” “Who?” she asked quickly, sus{¥iciousty. Uncle Hank puffed on his pipe. “Chief Leaping Water.” “Chief Leaping—an INDIAN?” “Well, kinda.” He grinned. “However, I don't think he'll get off the train wearing war paint, and he probably has as many of the socalled social graces as most of the young men you know, but—" And then for a long minute Uncle Hank stopped. There was a sudden thought that struck him, -.and he liked the way it kept bouncing back. “His real name,” he continued, “is Dugan Blake. Rather Irish-sound-ing, but he’s mostly American, you know. Dugan has been field superintendent with us for three years now. Coming up to New York for a conference fqQr the first time.” 2 = Ww “YO? MEAN this Is his first trip to New York?” “Right. And, Barbara” — Uncle Hank stroked his chin refliectively —*T think it would be a pretty good jdea if you helped entertain him While he’s here. Just a couple of

“EnterTAIN him,” she echoed. “Entet an Indian? Why, the only party he'll be interested inh is a scalping party, ang he probably comldn’t get any closer to the conga than a war 1

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seriously, Barbs, I'm going to count on you. Okay?” .“In a minor sort of way,” she promised darkly. “But very minor.” Uncle Hank went to Grand Central alone the next day. He figured a little talk with Dugan Blake might be in order before-hand. He looked at his watch. Two more minutes. And then there he was, striding up the ramp. . Barbara was coming out of the garden, her arms full of peonies, when Uncle Hank's car swung up the drive and stopped in front of the house. “Barbs,” said Uncle Hank, getting out of the car, “this is Chief Leaping Water, but I guess he'd want you to call him Dugan Blake. Dugan, my one and only Barbara.” Barbara Chase didn't quite realize it, but she held -her breath as Dugan Blake uncoiled himself from the back seat of the convertible and stepped out lightly. She fcund herself offering her hand in greeting, but as yet she hadn’t said anything. The man smiling faintly before her was tall and dark, very dark. The pressure of his handelasp was firm, almost powerful. “So this the famed Miss Barbara,” she heard him murmur, just as it occurred to her that never in all her 23 vears had she ever met anyone as handsome as Chief Leaping Water. He held her hand for a long minute, but she made no effort to draw away. Anyway, she had an idea he wouldn’t have allowed it even if

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ASHLEY AND ECKERT ATTEND FBI SCHOOL

Lieut. Carl E. Ashley, diréctor of the Indianapolis Police Department School is expected to be among the several Indiana local enforcement agents to attend the Retraining Session of the National Police Academy at Washington, Oct. 6. The Academy is operated by the Federal Bureau of Investigation of the Department of Justice to train local police officers throughout the country in latest crime detection and defense security measures. The Police Academy session will be devoted chiefly to instruction in the. investigative. and technical aspects of espionage, sabotage and other internal security matters. Others from Indiana expected to attend are Capt. Walter Eckert, of the Indiana State Police, and representatives of police departments in Richmond, Evansville, Gary Ft. Wayne, Lafayette, Vincennes, South Bend, Elkhart, Jeffersonville and Terre Haute. .

AUSTRALIA FORMING ARMY OF WOMEN

MELBOURNE, Aug. 18 (U. P).— Australia will organize a women’s army to serve on the home front so more men may be released for the armed services and munitions work, War Minister Percy Claude Spender

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