Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 November 1941 — Page 13

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’ Serial Story—

FOR THE - LOVE OF PETE

| By BURTON BENJAMIN

THE STORY: No longer popular with amity classmates is star State footballer Pete Laird, pursued by movie detress. Btephdnie Stevens, who fs slyly using for his publicity value. His head tu by her ‘attentions, he: es-. tranges His colleges sweethedrt, Arine Humphreys, his best friend and captain, Gi Landers. Coach y Dugan is aay worried about team morale when Pete sud George have a aod over Anne, who has [turned to George in her unhappiness, and Georgy’s julder is injured, foreing him out of play. George soothes the anger of teammates against Pete, mow a lone wolf and interested only in Stephanie, and 8 through Pete's brilliant play, chugs |nlong fairly well without George until the game with Minnesota, Landers, back with the team, 1s injured again, “Let’s see what you ean do’ new, big shot,” a Player growls

oan. “33 CHAPTER ELEVEN TWO RESOUNDING whacks at the line and Minnesota was over

for’a touchdown. Ed Walczak, bat- ||

tering 220-pound fullback, plowed “meross. on a straight center plunge. ‘Disconsolately ‘Pete laird saw State’s line sag and realized the crew was being outcharged for the first. time that year, The Gophers kicked goal and after less than one minute of play, State—those vaunted bone-crushers wf football—trailed by seven opus Laird’s throat was dry. head still spun dizzily ‘but he He his Halle mt: Tus palms: and moved > a orted and screeched fin the stands, but 11 spiritless robots in State uniforms moved life‘lessly. jere. was no aggressive ah, no chatter, no visible enthu-

; 4 ball catapulted down field, _and Pete Laird speared it on the five. State players moved ahead but ‘there was none of the scythelike blocking to shake Laird loose. ‘A golden waive buried him on the 20 and buried: him hard. K He felt as if a tank had hit him broadside. JPonderous Heinle Dober of Minne-

ota got up from the’bottom of the]

e and chortled: Ba if it ain’t the Hollywood ‘Jover! Take it easy on pretty boy, fellows. You're liable to - Spoil Jiis eup.” he other snorted. in ° , La picked Hs

ird. Sr up. and walked back into the

uddle. b “Give me’ that ball,” he whised out of the corner of his mouth g Roskauer, the quarterback. The Hr nodded and called & rewerse. The ball was snapped to’ Tullio, who ‘started right and handed if to Péte. Pete lowered his head and tried to butt a brick wall. . Three Gopher huskies piled him up for a

three- d loss. bg grinned ‘the

/ 't he cute!” Srinned, 4 avereatanent Dober. , 100.” ~ Tt was, that way throughout the

r.. Laird called on every trick

shaze loose the Gophers. State’s| was nil and Minnesota was pping the line to shreds, smashing huge holes and sending fleet backs

into . the State secondary. :

their scoring again... , the ' physical - pounding, rae was an -incessant tongue-lashing from Heinle Dober. om the middle of the second

take : tay ee he roe Ei ws oi A State was finished ‘mentally | sion 3 physically. Massive Minnesota | Srunched.s p ‘and down the field in his

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“Men,” he said suddenly, “you're the first State team I've ever been ashamed of. Youre the first one that ever quit on me. You're the first one that ever put personal es ahead of the bunch.: O. K.,” he snapped. “If that’s the way you want it, O. K. You're the better team. They've got the . I hope they whip your: tail off “this half, n> ith that he pulled his hat over eyes and walked out of the m. ing mad, State stormed out of the locker room for the second half, took the kickoff and began to move. Forty-three yards they ed — tough, brutal yards . They were on the Minnesota 30. Pete ed fo run the ball twice and jimeared. On third down he

t was. It wobbled high . in the toward the sidelines. A Gopher back intercepted it ori the 13: set sail. Minnesota’s famed interEE aww, Sites men were pins Laird back-pedaled furiously, trying to get. 4 position to force the runner out of bounds. A yellow jersey bore down on him at midfield and lifted him off his feet. He saw the MinneSta. ball eatrier Streak past into the clear .Agonizingly, he pulled himself the ground and looked into the face of the Gopher who had eut- him down. It was Heinie Dober.

thing here?” he asked innocently. How can that doll of yours up there stand 162” 8 = 9 SOMETHING snapped inside Pete. Shy his Beier and nd of: flying. yers and officials rushed to pry them apart and t|the crowd rose. men jwere ejected from the game, ' As. Pete slumped off the fleld » new sound greeted his ears. “Bool ETLroW ‘em out!” “Whatsa matter,

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the clerk. “Sorry, sir, she’s checked out.” “She's what?” his face was white. “Are you sure?” “Yes, sir, quite sure. Just. 10 minutes ago. Are you ‘Mr. Laird?” Pete nodded vacantly, “She left this note for you.” Pete. walked 10 out of the lobby in a daze. He sat down on: B, york bench across from the hotel and tore open the note. . £ Dear Mr. Laird: Once I told you how I loved people who" excel. I'm afraid I neglected to add 'T abhor mediocrity. ‘You were very dull this siterngin-vary dull; It made me q I think this little skit is about .over. Too bad it had to end unhappily. Mr. Winship, who is a great one for such a coo up our cozy m an fathered it along. EE my agent, he thought it was good publicity. As my fiancee, he knew it was quite harmless, And so, Mr. h. Laing, I must say . adieu. ¥Y sweet—q sweet. But Ping today I'm sfald you're just another: second And we had such -hopes! Stephanie Stevens. ~-He buried his face in his hands. Slowly, painfully the haze began to clear. There were. trees now-—not just a jumbled forest.” He sat there for almost an hour, ‘putting the pieces Sogethe, unraveling all his vain stupidities Can Start from the The ural.” He was slated for stardom. Why not-horn in on: some of that publicity?

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