Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 September 1941 — Page 14

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_ABBIE AN' SLATS

RICHY “THE ENT WAVE/

DISCOVERY OF THE AGES

THERE SHE STANDS, HENRY THE FACTORY THAT WILL MAKE US ALL

THE PERMAN THE COUNTRY ITS THE GREATEST

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"By HELEN WELSHIMER

THE STORY: Angered by mewspaper stories romantically linking aviator

Sandy Ammerman with heiress Peg |-

Gordan, Judy Allen decides her love for Sandy, who has courted’ her persistently, is just infatuation. Determining to put him out of her mind, she agrees to marry Philip Rogers, aitorney for the ‘magazine of which she is an associate editor.. Philip can give her the peace,’ eomfort, and security Sandy cannot offer unless he can interest backers in a parachute he has invented. Judy is also upaet by the duplicity of her secretary, Sara Fuller, who signed her own name , to one of Judy's stories in Judy’s absence.

CHAPTER TWELVE PHILIP'S NEWS was simple enough. It stated that promotion on the forthcoming magazine had been sent out that day. Much of the space was given to the article which carried Sara’s signature. “Never mind,” Judy answered. “She’s worried enough about it. If the laurels fit, let her keep them.” “That aunt of hers would kick ‘her off the staff in 20 seconds if she knew that her niece was doublecrossing you,” the attorney’s voice said. “I'll guarantee it won’t happen again.” “Let’s skip it,” Judy said, never suspecting that less than one month later she would wish she had taken the matter straight to the editor-In-chief. “Ill not be away again. It’s a lot of anxiety over—" “—over property rignts! Anyway, “Il be giving special attention to yours in a few more weeks.” He would be a pillar, a good-

looking pillar, against which to lean. “I sent out our announcements today,” she said. Just as she might have said, “I ate breakfast,” or “I broke my wrist watch.” - "Phere was no need to explain

that Sandy had come to her office| ¢

to make peace, since neither her

home telephone nor doorbell an-|°

swered to him. No need to tell of

the young aviator’s refusal to be-|

lieve of her engagement. “You want Philip Rogers as much as I want a nice, quiet life,” he had said. “Never fear, you're my girl.”

Nor was there time to explain]

that Sandy had calmly taken her

pho to task because she had not fused |g . - -pictures of Peg in an earlier lay-| Q\

out.

Judy,” he had said. “We'll discuss our romance tomorrow—tonight— whenever you say. But wh; pick seven others for the pictures and omit Peg?” “How does she know I did it? And even so, I merely figured on Her eyes were snapping with fire. “Why didn't you plead for her in time? It’s old stuff now—good for the morgue. You've known her since mudpie days!” “Listen, Judy, just because you git at a desk and dole out picture space or the fashion horoscope doesn’t mean you can’t make a mistake. You're not omnipotent, my Jelly puff, and the girl needs a break to recapture her crown. I'm for her. And I've merely met her

- casually before. Now I know her.”

Judy ended the conversation there. Two columnists had said practically the same thing. One had suggested an engagement and had hinted at a broken-hearted ca- " reer girl. : Tu ® 8 5 DIMLY NOW she heard Phil's

glad acknowledgment of the announcement. Heard herself explaining that she had permission to leave for her week’s vacation any time - she chose, She drew pictures of hearts on her writing pad and twined them together as she continued the conversation. Uncon- - sciously she wrote her name on - one, Sandy’s on the other. It would be strange to spend seven

~ carefree days with Phil. Phil, who, ‘for all his rugged strength, probably

wore: pale green pajamas, gold- - embroidered in his monogram, The office staff was enthusiastic when it heard of the approaching ‘marriage. Judy was presented with “a silver coffee service by the editorial force and enough hats and frocks and suits by wholesale ‘houses and designers who liked her to take her either to the Bahamas or Iceland. Only Sara seemed displeased, Is it because you're holding my for me?” Judy asked the mansg editor, Miss Barnard. “Does

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FUNNY BUSINESS

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forgotten what I was sent up for.”

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money lenders of the Middle Ages.

white and her face unlined and lovely. She laughed until the white curls bobbed. : “Darling, never give up your job! You don’t know when you'll need it. Philip likes you as a careerist. He can speak of you as a personality outside your home. Inside the walls just smile and agree. Oh, yes, never forget to tell him he's wonderful, child. In time he'll believe it. Never forget a man likes a pillow waiting for his head when the world trips him up.” Judy spoke slowly, her eyes laughing uncertainly. “You mean if I'm a yes person he'll never take his secretary to dinner To lunch,

to dinner, never!” : The older woman's eyes were soft with mirth. “Just. once in a while you have to say no, so he won't catch on to the fact that: you are good upholstering for his ego. Remember I'm talking of Peter whom I married and Philip whom you're going to marry. This doesn’t apply to people like—like—say ‘that nice young Sandy who adores airplanes.” ® 82 a. UNTIL half an hour before train time the night she left for her home and her wedding at Belmont, N. Y., Judy waited for Sandy to call. Finally she told Phil she was ready. Her apartment was strangely empty. Her books, lamps, vases, rigs, the gay china and colorful linens were packed and stored in the old house’s basement, waiting for her need of them. The furniture would be moved out, too, tomorrow when the packers returned. That would be sold.

For one. nostalgic moment, She

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YOUR CHANCES . OF BEING KILLED BY: LIGHTNING

ANSWER—This insignia was the coat of arms of the Lombards,

chair in which Sandy had sat so many times, firelight on his face, long legs crossed, Sandy had not called to wish her luck and say goodby. Maybe two whose paths had run so close together for so long could never quite know separate paths again. Sandy didn’t care. And why

should he? She had refused him || and he had shown definite prefer- |!

ence for another girl even before that time. When there was an

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best to walk swiftly and never look behind. " Phil was watching her. Meeting his eyes she recalled that he, too, had lounged in the chair. ‘Perhaps he thought the memories were entirely his. She and Phil were to occupy his

apartment when the honeymoon | k

was over. It was a man’s apartment, attested to by the great brown chairs and divans, the fireplace that held two mammoth logs, the brass and copper that made the lamp-holders and the candle-holders, the brass service trays large as table tops, that were arranged along the walls, - +Judy had not asked herself if she would be happy there. It was enough to know that she would be safe, protected, not answering vagabond calls to go to eat or see a show, long after midnight, or better still, wondering why the calls didn’t come. * She and Phil were down the stairs when the bell began to chime. . She looked at Phil questioningly, hopefully. (To Be Continued) and characlers ) §)

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