The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-09-16

tall sPIeadfdly bgilt. But not prettyy,,u,
CHERRY. a stenographer. beautiful
W." And s" JOY. y years Old, impudent and
irrepressible,
Cherry and ySniSrn tSs1n IeSs Long
ing downtown with CHESTER EST FRI HART RI
Ing house and preparlng, ior Bob Hath3-
wry unG EsT'c her San Show from
FTTLESoN, evidently traEyellng man nan
from Indianapolis. whom cherry d mas
o. RosR P" SaitP ana 6hs7ry, are Ghs saS
s wth a Bob r19ed WIZ upon
Cherry who manages to make nal ao II ap,
dinner hnl snf herself. a Faith, in an effort 70
a.; y5 III SdB has VT Eh Jaspsa ne Setss fff
Tor her cheap, play for him. She is IN.
vited by Hathaway TO accompany him
: and Cherry to a movie. but reanzes sne
Is not really wanted.
NOW Go ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER "
'"Thanks very much" Faith said
evenly, her eyes looking steadily into
Bob Hathaway's. "I'd love to go, but
really have to go over the house
hold accounts tonight. I'm sure you
and Cherry will have a good time
Ritrout me-" she added, with the
barest trace of emphasis.
But the eager relief with which
Bob Hathaway turned to Cherry
made her feel faint with anger and
humiliation. When the two had
gone, Cherry's light, musical laugh
blending with the rich basso Of his
own delight, Faith stood in the hot
living room for long moment, with
her hands clenched so tightly that
her nails bruised her palms.
From the front porch, where her
mother and father were abandoned
TO their ease, came Mrs. Lanes salts
fed comment: Cherry sure made a
hit with that nice Mr.. Hathaway"
Faith could hear her fathers grunt
of relief as he drew his shoes from
his swollen, hot feet and dropped
them heavily to the f1oer. 1T was
Faith that oughta made the hit, -
he told his wife, in his tired, slow
voice. 'Cookin up that grand sup
per for him, and all. I'd like to
see Cherry settled down, though. And
Hathaway's a fine fellow. Got a
head on him, he has. And money in
the bank"
''Now, Jim Lane, don't you go
THROWN Cherry into matrimony,
Mrs Lane said sharply. 1T figger
on keepin' her at home for two-three
years yet. A girl like her don't have
to worry. She can have her pick of
the big bugs of this town-pretty
and cute as she is.''
Faith, with an almost passionate
gesture of rebellion, flung her arms
above her head, then as suddenly
slumped into chair at the library
table and buried her face in her
hands.
How much did. the bills come to
last week, Faith?" her father called
from the porch.
Il was just going to check the
charge slips" Faith answered.
From a drawer of the library table
she took out the clipped sheafs Of
bills, and began to check them with
browning 1ntentneSS.
Eighteen dollars and sixty cents
for groceries for one week! And that
didn't include the butchers bill and
the dairy bill.
Mother, here's a charge Of 20
cents for cookies on the tenth Let's
see, that was Saturday, wasn't it?
I didn't buy any cakes
Maybe Schultz made a mistake"
her mothers voice cane back COM
plainingly. 81 wish you'd trade at
that cash-and.carry store, Faith,
Schultz is always overcharging U.S.
1--WE can't Faith interrupted
grinly. you know we're always
behind with the grocery bill anyway,
and Schultz is the Only grocer who
will wait for his money, Did you
buy any cakes on Saturday, or
marshmallows on Friday? I'm sure
/ didn't"
"Oh, yes. remember now. sent
Joy for them. That little Stegar girl
was here Saturday and the children
wanted to have tea party. The
Stegars are awful heightened folks,
Faith. didn't want Cora Stegar
tellin' her Ma that JOY didn't have a
bite in the house for tea party
II wish you wouldn't let Joy
charge things without telling me.
Mother 1 suppose she charged the
marshmallows, too"
IT ct them myself-me and JOY"
Mrs. Lane assented defiantly. Its
pretty come-off if 1 can't have &
bite of candy when I'm cravin' it,
without askin' my daughters per-
mission
"All right, Mother. OF course you
can. just wanted to know" Faith
tried to make her voice sound CHEEKY
but she was tired, so tired
Butcher, $617. Goodness knows
that's as little as any one could ex
pect for six hungry people," she NUT
tered to herself. Round steak s
gone up again. Wen have to have
stew oftener-only Is cents a pound
And that chuck roast wasn't bad
but it took twice as much gas to
cook it.
Her frowning worry over the bills
was broken into by the shrill cIamor
of the telephone bell.
''Who was that?" her mother called
out impatiently, when Faith had seat
ed herself again at the table, to go
on with her work.
He didn't give his name" Faith
replied guardedly. HE wanted tc
speak to Cherry"
my land, never saw a girl as
popular as she is" Mrs. Lane chuck
led.
Faith took the pin out of the
5 dairy's charge slips and scanned
them quickly. My Lord Sixty
cents for whipping creaml' she said
to herself. well be In the poor