Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 January 1942 — Page 13

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‘Tambay Gold’

By Samuel Hopkins Adams |

THE - STORY—Mom Baumer seis up ! “Feederia” lunch wagon at run-down Tambay Plantation, forms teurist camp partnership with its aristecratic, mm- | overished owner, Jane Ann _Judsen, | ast of the Mauries and soured on the | world Mom telis Juddy she has a | daughter. Carnival: Juddy tells Mom | of a lonely childheod. Other charac- | ters: Lorem Oliver, Welliver TU prof | digging for Indian relics at Tambay and harbering Old Swoby, a Slovene | refugee; Doif, Mom's pet skunk: lawyer | Maurie Sears and foetball star Angel | Todd, both in love with Juddy. Juddy | defends Angel to “Dec” Oliver. whose ethnology course he’s flunking. Sheriff Hollister Mowry thinks Oliver after gold at Tambay.

CHAPTER TWELVE “WHERE IS YOUR daughter ow?” Juddy asked.

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1 3 fter a long pause she said: was here when I was a chili It’s the only place I've known that had any permanency for me. You see, Mom, my life was—well, perpetual motion. How my parents ever found time to have me, I don't know. So Tambay, where I could stay put, was heaven to me.” It made me a little sick. that did. What had I let her in for? If the camp turned out a flop, Tambay was done for. But then, it was done anyway. Unless, of course, she took that money waiting in the background. I did some wondering about that

= = = LLOREN OLIVER wasnt Juddy's only worry about Tambay. Sheriff Hollister Mowry was now one of our regular customers. He'd drop in and pump us about Tambay in general and specially on what Was jing. on inside Loren Olivers at Doc was polite enough. IT WAS TOO SOON. That very

to him. but there it ended. As for 2iternoon, in fact, he was back. He Juddy, she just walked out on the | o> down by the river, putting Old fat man whenever he showed up Swoby over the jumps. He put up a little plaint about it| “Glad to see you, Mrs. Baumer,” to me. he said. “Maybe you can make this

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know whether hes seen a hurt he. said. | Negro coming down the stream bed?” I said. “What's up?” “A killing,” he said.

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“Well. I haver't seen any come iS breakin’ for the swamp.” out” I said. “Have vou?” | “I haven't heard anything.” He winked. “I've read the lease,”| “Warn your people at Tambay he said. “I: out this fall Mansion, will you? the man’s shot Then the ground reverts. As a through the shoulder. One of my business woman, Mrs. Baumer, you | PO's got him.” can appreciate that when the time| COINg across the road, I noticed comes. I can be of use. On a busi- 2 lot of activity in the air around ness basis. of course.” the Hanging Tree. It looked like all Right there I made my mistake. |lh® buzzards in the country were “Sheriff” I said. “were only a Dolding a conference. The two coupla poor, footless females. “put Gullah girls were in the woodshed I kind of reckon we can run our| talking with Uncle Andy, the old own business.” darky Juddy had hired from town; Well, he didn't take any offense |their voices were low and close. I Not openly. “Il be seein’ youj2Sked Uncle Andy if there was soon, Ma'am.” he said. A something dead down by the turn. i He began to shake. He said: “No, Miz Mom. Not yet.” It gave ime a nasty jar. 1 “What do you mean, not yet?” I 8 MN PERN. To said. Roller Skating Eyery te. Th P. 3 iy Nollie started whimpering. “Them AL GORDON a= o ay uzza'ds yeddy the news.” “at the Oran. © party Discounts || “They veddy it an’ they waitin’ Sat., 10

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“I ast my God!” Nollie said. 2 = = UNCLE ANDY shook his white head. “Them mean birds don’ bring no good to black folks.” I'll spell '’em,” I said. But they it wouldn't do. I decided not to say anything to Juddy till morning. The weather broke bad, shortly after sundown. By 10:30 I figured there wouldn't be any more trade for the Feederia and I could go back to the mansion and hit the hay. The night was full of wind and the noises of wind. Twice I thought I heard voices, far away and highpitched. Juddy was at the window in the big room. “Why aren’t you in bed, kid?” I asked her. “I was waiting for you,” she said. “Listen.” The old house was groaning and grieving like a sick old lady. After a while Juddy said, “Something has happened, Mom.” “What makes you think so?” “The girls. They're terrified. Do you know what it is?” “You won't sieep any better if I tell you.” “I won't sleep anyway. Not with the house trying to talk.” So I told her what little I knew. She drew a slow breath. “If they catch him—" she said. “They won't catch him. Not tonight. Not in this storm.” I must have been more tired than I thought, for I dropped off pretty soon after denting the pillow.

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