The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-09-18

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Christmas time If it was still un-
spent, for Grandpa's hobby was
thrift, which he tried unsuccessfully
TO teach all of his grandchildren; a
locket and chain, which she had
worn as baby; a heavy, eddy.
shaped nugget Of pure gold, a SOU
venir of Grandpa'S glorious partici-
patton in the 40 Gold Rush; a ring
now outgrowp, set with a tiny
chip" diamond, which her parents
had given her on her graduation
from grammar school; and lastly
pride Of her heart, though she had
been too modest to wear it, a gold
medal, won in a Emusic memory
contesttn higk>school. and inscribed
with her name and the date. IN
She calculated swiftly. Ten plus
ten was twenty; plus fifteen, made
thirtYaf1ve. Could she pawn the
medal, the nugget, the ring and the
locket for theSremaining fifteen, and
if she could, bow could she ever re-
deem them?
And she was really stealing $40
from Dad. Long would have to pay
her back, every penny of it, If it
meant bounding him h1ercilessly for
months. He couldn't get away with
it this time. She had shielded him
so often that he expected it. He
knew good and well she wouldn't
tell Dad on him! That TERRIBLE Fay
Allen! "A pity Fay couldn't pay 1t
back herself!
She stuffed money and childhood
treasures into her handbag, dressed
ds swiftly as possible, and presented
herself before her mother, who was
tatting beside the diningroom win
dow. ~
I've got to go to town, Mother,
to take joys white dress to the hem
stitchers. 1 want to go before it
gets so hot. I'll hurry back and get
the work done before moon. Now,
don't try to do anything! You look
awfully tired this paorning Did you
sleep well with the bromide?"
Il never slept wink" Mrs. Lane
sighed YEARLY. II declare, If this
heat don't let up, I'll go jump in the
river!" 90.
Faith stopped to kiss her mother,
tiny smile Juggling at>the corners
of her mouth. If her mother had
not slept soundly, she must have
gone suddenly deaf in the night, not
to have heard'the uproar over Cher
rvs near abduction.
When she had visited the pawn
broker, she found that she still
lacked $1.20 of having the necessary
$50, and there was the telegraph fee
to be paid, too. Hot-cheeked with
shame, she forced herself to borrow
SO from. girl friend, working as {
stenographer in the Prudential Bldg
Her wire to Long Lane was terse
Money sent. Dad doesn't know
SCENE first
Faith was busy with house clean
ing when Cherry's voice TITLED ex
citedly over the telephones: Hello
Faith! Got the job! Yeah! Swell OF
ficesl Oh. he's an old darling!
feel like he's my grandpa already
Oh, yes, I'll be careful" she gig
gled at Faiths suggestion that sh
give >old Mr.. Cluny no chance t
get fresh" And SO, Faith, In
: going over to the Banner Store OF
my lunch hour and get that printe,
chiffon I was telling you about
| Preston gave me my full week
pay"
would you mind getting plail
maize-colored chiffon for me
Cherry?" Faith asked.
20. I'll get you the prettiest stuff
in the store Cherry caroled.
But when she brought the materia
home that evening and>snapped tn,
cord OF thei bundle triumpbantly
Faiths hopes of a becoming dres:
were dashed, Cherry had bought tive
pieces of printed chiffon.
This is for me-" Cherry shook ouI
the folds Of pale, cool Undine green
splashed richly with coral-pink anC
yellow tulips-such tulips as never
grew in any conservatory anC
draped the lovely material about hei
tiny body. Her flushed, apricot tint
ed cheeks, her vivid lips and her rio
of glorious curls took on a keen new
beauty. And this is for you," sh,
said as she tossed aside her own ma
terial-and snatched up the Other
piece of chiffon, draping it likewise
down her own slight figure.
-
husky with tears of disappointment
you know I can't wear powder blue
and orchid. Why, I'd look like &
house in that big-f1owered stuff, anC
the blue against my olive skin would
make me look like / had yellow
jaundice. o, it's lovely-for you!
asked you to buy maize chiffon TO
me-"
>"They didn't have any, ">eherr.
sulked, crushing the lovely blu
. chiffon with it's great, riotin,
orchids. in an angry little fist. Isl
that's the thanks Tget for spendin,
my hard-earned money on you'll TIL
be cold day in August when
buy you ANOTHER dress! Well" sh
bundled the material into its wrar
pings with trembling hands-"I wa
feeling kind Of mean for asking
Chester Hart here to supper, as m,
beau, but now I don't-give-A-
damni" 70
4 Faiths face went very white; he
eyes were very black and enormou
when she whirled upon her rnothe
with the question:
Mother, are you sure you didn
sleep a wink last night?"
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