Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 September 1941 — Page 14

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BRIDE FROM THE SKY

By HELEN WELSHIMER

THE STORY: In Chicago, flying eon her way to Sandy Ammerman, test pilot whom she realizes she loves after his plane is downed on a trip to the West Coast, Judy Allen reads a newspaper aecount hinting at romance between Sandy and blond debutante Peg Gordan. Judy, wounded and bewildered, eancels her reservation and returns to "New York, her job as an associate editor, and another suitor, Philip Rogers, attorney for Judy’s magazine. Phil gives her three {telegrams that have arrived in her absence.

CHAPTER SIX THE FIRST TELEGRAM did not

come from Sandy. Yet it bore the|.

name of the town in Colorado where he had taken Margaret Gordan. "ARE YOU ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED TO SANDY AMMERMAN STOP SANDY DOUBTFUL AND UNHAPPY STOP PLEASE ANSWER COLLECT STOP MARGARET GORDAN

Maybe it was the insolent demand ‘that the answer come collect. Or it might have been the question the ‘debutante asked that upset Judy. But deep in her heart two words rode restlessly: Sandy was “doubtful” . . . Sandy was “unhappy.” If Sandy himself had sent such & message she would have answered quickly, releasing him forever. Clean wounds healed. The pain was sharp and fierce at first, but in the end you knew there were no little words to act as brief anointment to any sting. She handed the yellow slip to Phil and smiled oddly as she did so. Re took it, read it, and glanced up quickly, his eyes narrowed, his chin

stern. “That young lady needs a lesson or a spanking. I'd like to give

* her both!”

Judy glanced up, crinkling her nose into laughing lines. “Men don’t spank Peg. They kiss her. Didn’t you know?” Already she had torn the other telegrams to pieces. Both were from Sandy. One sang a psalm of praise for Peg’s bravery and assured her he was still sending a card from the municipal airport in San Fran@isco. _ Apparently Airways Incorporated had told the press that a girl, identitying herself as Sandford Ammerman’s flancee, had asked information about him. ? IS IT TRUE WHAT 1 SEE IN THE PAPERS STOP HURRYING HOME TO STRAIGHTEN OUT LIFE

LAY STOP PEG DOING FINE STOP LOVE SANDY A handful of words that said everything and nothing. After all, Sandy did not know how cruelly his Sir Galahad stunt had bumped into her plans. He did not kndéw that she would have thrown aside everything for him—her job, her apartment, Philip—almost her life, - » 8 2

SHE TRIED to be honest facing Philip across the heavy silver of the breakfast dishes. Outside an April sun was sing. Outside people laughed or frowned, hurried through the station to their trains. She wondered if the tabloids had caught more news during the night. She must find out, but Phil must not know. | : © “Mind if I take:a taxi down home

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asked him. “This way—well, I look as though I started to go some place

" and didn’t get there. Anyway, you're

due at your office long ago, and you've ‘been a guardian angel long enough.” ~ She found a lilt and tuned her voice to it. She managed _& smile, dazzling, a little too bright,

: because tears were so near her eyes.

“May I pick you up about teahe asked. “Around 5?”

She wanted to shake her head.

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cn a rust crepe shirtwaist dress with brown wooden buttons that held the tone of the turban and pumps. Her long crepe matched the dress’ rust tone. The sun might run down, the Nazis might part the waters and cross the Mediterranean, a fairly reliable heart might begin to break, but the editorial staff at Under Twenty must appear smartly and appropriately dressed. ” ” 2 READY AT LAST, Judy opened the papers one by one. Yes, they all knew that she had represented herself to Skyways Incorporated as Sandy's fiahcee. The late press knew that she had gone in quest of him. In fact, there seemed to be only one thing the press didn’t know. That was that Judy Allen was returning to work immediately. The - editor threw both arms around Judy’s shoulders. “Judy, child, you look good to me. I'm glad you're back. Don’t let the news stories get you. I had it all happen to me and lived to get over it.”

donned like a mask. “I don’t know just what has happened to me. Sandy seems to have turned from a Galahad to a Romeo, if the news I've heen reading is true. We never were engaged. Sandy hasn't a buffalo nickel and I like roots .... a steady job. It never would have clicked.” : Never would have clicked . . . the words should have held conviction for her own heart, now that they were spoken aloud. All night, all she had whispered them

without comfort. Now that they had taken definite shape

Judy smiled. It was a gay smile,|

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a reality instead of four words with no place to go. She opened the door just in time to hear Sara, her secretary, say to someone on the telephone line, “Oh, yes, I've known Margraet for some time. I am not in the least surprised.” . .’. There was a pause. “Well, I don’t know when Miss Allen will return, but I'm the department head pro tem.” Judy opened her quickly. Then she quietly. Sandys picture —gay, teasing, light hair tousled, eyes creased into a grin—was gone from her desk. Just the big, empty leather frame awaited. (To Be Continued)

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

CORN IS EASY WINNER IN RACE WITH FROST

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