The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-12-15

asked questions she said, simply: 1
| learned a lot-that wasn't good to
know. I want to forget It'll"
The man to whom Graydon talked
went over to the table where Egg
gleston sat, his head set well down
into his shoulders. Other men stood
at the table, too, important men
/ they seemed, of the Importance that
is marked by large achievements.
Among them was a noted sculptor.
And an artist, and two or three "a
nous architects.
| On the massive table, between
them and the banker, and where
Johns blueprint once had been
spread by Joanna, glisrening white
model stood, the miniature of an i'm
posing structure of great halls and
marbled columns reaching upward
! to a gold dome. Above the dome a
figure poised, a. slender figure that
seemed to imprison some ineffable
| joyousness. The sculptor, one whose
name is far flung, passed his fingers
lovingly over this delicate form
destined, later, to be translated into
marble This part Of the model was
his handiwork. He was proud OF
it's association with the monumental
structure it was to embellish.
Eggleston. who had watched quiet
ly, observed:
"That was her idea She explained
IN TO me across this table when she
brought me the dream her young
friend had been botherirg her about.
She said memorials ought to have
life in them, instead of death" The
banker chuckled, and the sternness
in his eyes softened. "She said the
usual kind Of memorial always made
her mad because they reminded her
Of so many people who weren't dead
that ought to be!'
Foreman, chief Of the firm which
had sponsored John, broke in:
$50 it was she, after all, who con-
ceived the soldier as always stirred
to valor by the kiss Of girl-or OF
a woman who is still girl to him?
Yet you compelled me to get the con-
ception across my desk 10 young
Wilmore as If it were my own! He
fought against it, for a time but the
grandeur of it came to him suddenly.
Shall we tell him-today?
"No," Eggleston replied, SIT will
be sufficient for him to learn. from
us, that the money with which he
has worked this model out, the funds
that promoted his idealistic plan and
translated his blueprinted dream in
to this step toward reality came
from her-that this was how she
used the money I gave her, but
which remained so much a mystery
| to her.
After a brief pause the banker
| if she wants to-"
whatever else there is for him
to know I imagine she'll tell him
If he wants to-"
~7RANDON, who was talking
! * with Graydon, turned to meet
S Eggleston's eyes, fixed on him
with quizzical expression in them.
Brandon nodded.
"Yes," he observed, shell have
many things to say to him. fancy.
For his sake hope she doesn't say
them-with a champagne bottle"
The ancient butler. whose years
had flowed with those of his mas
ter, entered noiselessly and went up
to the table.
"The young lady has arrived, sir"
he announced.
There was instant stiffness. All
| in the room looked inquiringly at
Il the banker, who made sign 10
Graydon. The butler went out. A
moment later Joanna, suddenly star
tied by the faces turned toward her
was framed in the doorway. Gray
don went up to her and took hel
hand, gently. and led her into the