The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1922-11-22
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SYLVIA GARRISON. l6-year-old graz

MRS. MORTON BAssETT. rras q womsn's
club Ia Fraserv1lle, and Is 8 prominent
ADMIRAL MARTIN, retired officer Of the
Navy. his shy little wife and Rev. John
Ware Of The Adirondack country. New
professor. are dinner guests
The conversation wsRders 70 Marian S
MORTON BAssETT. politician. and 70
30 THATCHER, his business associate.
DR, WANDLESS. president emeritus Of
Professor Keiton fails m his attempt TO
oorrow $4,000 for Syivta's college ex-
TON ADAMS. banker. snd learns from him
that his stock in the White River Can
neries, OF which Morton Bassett was one
Of The organizers. and which he intended
Mrs, Owen offers TO help the professor
financially, and asks him concerning his
granddaughter's early years. She learns
that he never saw his daughter
EDNA, alive after her proclaimed marriage.
''syivia's very quiet, but I reckon
she takes everything in. It's In her
eyes that she's different,
~ should like to see Sylvia go high
and far; should Ike her to have
every chance"
GAN right, Andrew; let's do #. How
mitch does a college course cost for q
grip
81 didn't come here to interest you
n the money side OF It. Sally; I ex-
pected-"
Answer my question. Andrew"
II had expected to give her a four.
year course for $1,000. The actual tut
ton isn't so much; it's railroad fare,
clothing and other expenses"
Mrs. Owen turned toward Kelton
with a smile on her kind, shrewd face.
Andrew. Just to please me, 1 want
you TO let me be partners with you in
this. My little Elizabeth would be q
grown woman II she's lived; and be-
cause Of her like to help other peo-
pies little girls; you know ! helped
start Elizabeth House, a home for
working girls-and I'm getting my
money back on that q thousand times
over. It's a pretty state Of things II
an old woman like me, without a
chick OF my own, and with no sense
but horse sense. can't back a likely
FLY like your Sylvia. Wen train her
in all the PAGES, Andrew, and I hope
one OF US will 1--we to see her strike
the home stretch. Come into my
Office a minute" she said, rising and
leading the way.
The appointments OF her office
were plain and substantial. A fiat
topped desk stood in the middle OF
the room-a relic Of the lamented
Jackson Owen; in one corner was an
old-fashioned iron safe in which she
kept her account books. A print OF
Maud S. adorned one wall. and facing
2 =,
Of Thomas A. Hendricks.
You've seen my picture gallery be-
fore. Andrew? Small but select. 1
knew both. the lady and the gentle
man." she continued, with one OF her
humorous flashes 81 went to Cleve-
land in IS to see Maud S. She ate
up a mile In 2:OS%-the prettiest
thing I ever saw. You know Bonner
bought her as a 4-year-old-the same
Bonner that owned the New York
Ledger. used to read the Ledger
clear through. when Henry Ward
Beecher and Fanny Fern wrote for
it. None Of these new magazines
touch it. And you knew Tom Hen
bricks? That's a good picture. Tom
looked like a statesman anyhow. and
that's more than most Of EN- do"
She continued her efforts to divert
his thoughts from the real matter at
hand. summoning from the shadows
all the Hoosier statesmen OF the post
beIlum period to aid her. and she pur-
posely declared her admiration OF
several OF these to provoke Kelton's
ire.
That's right, Andrew; jump on
EN-" she laughed, as she drew from
the desk a check book and began to
write. When she had blotted and
torn out the check she examined it
carefully and placed it near him on
the edge of her desk. Now, Andrew
Kelton, there's a check for $4,000:
Wen call that our educational fund
You furnish the girl; I put in the
money. only wish had the girl to
put into the business instead OF the
cash"
But I don't need the money yet;
I shant need It till fall" he pro-
tested.
That's ell right. Falls pretty
close and you'll feel better If you have
Il Your note? Look here. Andrew
Kelton, II you mention that life In
surance to me again. IN cut you ao-
Quaintance."
She dropped her check book into a
drawer and swung round In her
swivel chair until she faced him st
don't want to open up that affair Of
Sylvia's mother again. but there's al
ways the possibility that something
may happen You know Edna's dead.
but there's always q chance that Syl-
Was father may turn up. It's not
likely: but there's no telling about
such things: and II wouldn't be quite
fair for you to leave her unprepared
II fl should happen"
There's one more circumstances I
haven't told you about A letter was
sent to me by a stranger. Offering
money for Sylvia's schooling. The
whole thing was surrounded with the
utmost secrecy"
so? Then some one is watching
Sylvia: keeping track Of her. and must
be kindly disposed from that You
never heard anything before7"
Never. ! was asked to send a YER
bal answer by the messenger who
brought me the letter. accepting or
declining the offer declined It."
THAT was right But there's no
hiding anything in this world you
must have some idea where the offer
came from"
'I haven't the slightest. not the re-
hottest idea The messenger was a