Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 February 1942 — Page 25

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Kings Row:

By Henry Bellaman

CHAPTER ONE SPRING CAME late in the year| 1890, so it came more violently, and | the fullness of its burgeoning heightened the seasonal disturbance that made unquiet in the blood. On this particular day, the 28th of April, the vast sky seemed vaster than ever—wider, biuer, higher. The roads were like the strands) of a gigantic web, weaving and} knitting closer and closer until they| reached a center—Kings Row, the/ county seat. “A good town,” every-| one said. “A good town to live in| and a good place to raise your children.” | In the sagging center of this web of roads Kings Row presented an | attractive picture. Elms, oaks, and maples arose in billows of early summer green. The white steeple] of the Methodist Church, the gilt] weather vane of the Baptist, and] he slender slate-covered spire of the Presbyterian thrust high. In}

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the center arose the glistening dome | of the court house. A few mansard | roofs and an occasional turret broke through the leaves. Outside the! comfortable shade a straggle of un-| considered Negro shacks and tum-| ble-down houses of poor whites lay | like back-yvard debris. { In the first glimpse of the town,| if one happened to approach it] from the west, one saw the public school building—Kings Row’s special pride. It stood on a rise of ground and looked down on Town] Creek. On an adjoining rise stood| Aberdeen College, the Presbyterian! school for boys. i The old brick sidewalks, uneven] after many years, were mossy and cool under the shade trees. The] houses stood back from the street, and the lawns were dotted with flower beds. | To the east of town the State

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its many wings through ample grounds. Kings Row was no frontier town. | It had successfully simulated the] mellowness and established ways of older towns east and south—towns remembered in the affections of the early builders. \

A LUMBER wagon had reached the hill where the road sloped! down to the bridge across Town | Creek. The driver awoke from! pleasant meditations as the heavy load gained unwonted speed on the descent. He jerked the lines.| “Whoa, where you think youre goin’?” His voice carried easily through the open windows of the schoolroom where Miss Sally Venable]

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held sway over some 60 children] ranging in age from 10 to 14. Several boys giggled. Miss Sally passed a hand over her face and smoothed away the

derisive smile that lurked in her . deeply seamed features. tality showed in his warm coloring

Her prominent brown eyes roved and in the heavy eyebrows arched the room, resting for brief instants|Digh over large hazel eyes. A slight on first one face and then another |Shadow showed on his upper Mp, Sally liked her children and she although he was only 12. He was had been teaching long enough to the only boy in Kings Row who studied music.

see a generation grow up. She h knew practically everybody. | Randy Monaghan, on the other

She studied Cassandra Tower, the Side of Parris, had her attention deprettiest girl in town. Boys were railed by the movements of the two beginning to be interested in Cas-|Povs. She leaned forward and sandra. Only yesterday Miss Vel) J00kel untiel Cassandra dese > able had noticed a legend chalked | 8rin, shrewd and a little coarse, on the walk: “Drake McHugh Joves | Widened her mouth. Randy was o ndra Tower." common, but with a frank and enMiss Venable grinned. |Fee a t a Drake was watching Cassandra F sibilant sound. now. Drake, robust, deep-chested, Both Drake and Parris looked back. hair always falling into his eves | Lnrusting her knee from under the “A regular boy,” most people aig | desk, she snapped a red elastic but Sally Venable was not so sure | Garter and grinned again. of that. He was open and frank, but The hands of Miss Venetable's . watch pointed to 4. She tapped on

his mouth was a trifle loose for so! young a boy. It was likely to go| the desk, and instantly the room

sack and sensual in a few years, |DUZZed. unless— “Quiet, quiet! Clear your desks.” Drake McHugh leaned forward] Hats were distributed quickly by and whispered something to Parris| POV and girls who were appointed Mitchell who occupied the desk in|¥eekly to this privilege as a reward

front of him. Parris glanced quick- {for good behavior, ly at Cassandra. | Peyton Graves, a quiet boy in Miss Venable made a slight sound School, but a noisy one outside, «but no one heard her. |slapped each hat down on the desk i # in ip of its Suites as he moved rapidly up the e. “Here's your PARRIS MITCHELL was her pet. louse-cage,” he remarked softly to The boy was different in every way. each oné. was thunderous.

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walked to the window and watched the dispersing crowd. Miss Venable was sometimes given to half-philosophical meditations on life and society as she saw it through her pupils. The prescribed social lines of the town fell upon them the moment they left the democracy of the class-room. Already their feet were set on roads that led them farther and farther apart. “It’s strange” she thought, “how quickly they feel it themselves, afl how effectively it works. They seem to know it and to accept it. I guess that’s a mercy.”

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