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The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-04-30

| followed her wherever she went.
Now she felt Indifferent. Nothing
mattered, since Deke had not writ
ten to her.
She inquired for the letter and
took it from, Mrs. Elkins' hands with:
out glancing at it.
Maybe you'll want to send an
answer" the postmistress suggested
Its got mans handwriting on the
outside" she added.
Joyce made no answer, but walked
out of the postoffice still holding the
letter unnoticed in her hand. Half
way up the block she looked at the
address. She stopped still and looked
at 1t again. There couldsbe no doubt
of 1t. 1t was from Deke.
Her heart beat to suffocation.
She felt that she must be somewhere
alone, at once. She must know what
Deke had written, yet she must be
able to hide her grief If he had not
renewed his declaration of love for
her.
She flew home and UP the stairs to
her room. "Joy girl' then he etill
cared. She began to cry and read
the rest of the letter through her
tears.
Deke wanted her. He would have
come to her if he had known. He
wanted her now. She had only to
say the word and he would come to
her. She saw herself meeting him at
the station.
And suddenly she saw too the
curious glances, the whispers that
would follow them. IT don't care
what people say" she said passion
ately to herself. But she knew that
she did care.
Now she sat holding the letter,
looking out of the window. If Deke
had heard the story only from
Frankly he had heard nothing of the
ugly side of it. Frankly would be
loyal, Joyce knew. Then would it
be fair to send for him, or to go to
him, when she knew that perhaps
for years this vile scandal would
rear its head and threaten their hap
piness. How would Deke's mother,
his sister, his failing father, feel
about his marriage to a girl from
whom all their friends and acquain-
tances shuddered away. Perhaps
Deke would have to struggle for
years to get on his feet financially.
Would he let her help him with the
money that had come to her? Would
that make up for the furnished repu-
tation she brought to him?
Joyce did not answer Deke's letter
that day, nor the next. Her father
and mother asked no questions They
left her alone in the evenings to
fight her battle out, but her white
face and troubled eyes haunted them.
II wish she would come to you and
talk 1t out" John Daring said as
they turned homeward from a walk
to the village.
1T do too. But those years when
I was away SO much I lost joys
confidence. 1t will be a long time if
ever before I regain it. Our Joyce
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Answers

Here are the answers to questions
printed on page 4: .
1. The angel comforts Elijah in
the wilderness. Il Kings 1850.
2. The proper arrangement is:
David harp player
Paul tent maker
Caiphas high priest
Matthew pubHcan
Peter fisherman
3. She was thrown to the pave
ment from an upper window. Oh
Kings 9:30-35).
4. Josiah. II Chronicles BAD.
5. Ahasuerus the king put away
his wife Vashti for disobedience and
chose Esther from the virgins of the
city. esther, chapters / and %
6. He was hanged on the sallows
he had built for Mordecai. Esther
7:10)
z. Judas Iscariot. John 1850
8. A Jew who led futile insur-
rection in Jerusalem and was killed.
(Acts $3.50
9. Tabitha, or Dorcas. facts 81:
36.4D.
10. Cornelius. Acts 1o:1-s)
II. Two. Robert c.. Baltzell, In
dianapolis. Thomas w. Slick, South
Bend.
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is woman now and must think
things out for herself.
Joyce might have floundered ir
her slough of despond for many days
more, but for a diversion which oc
CURED when the station taxi lum
bered up in front of the house ano
deposited Frankly on the doorstep.
Joyce saw her and ran down from
her room to greet the visitor.
FRANKLY!
"Joyce?'
They were embracing each other
half laughing half crying. Then
Frankly held Joyce off and looked at
her. "Have you written Deke?" she
demanded.
Joyce shook her head and began to
cry.
"Joyce Daring, I could shake you.
Dekes eating his heart out for you
and working his head off at the
same time. Haven't you got a grain
of sense?"
They went into the house and
after a few words with Mrs. Daring
who hurried to the kitchen to dress
up the family supper, Joyce took
Frankly to her room.
How did you get here?" Joyce
asked.
Mother and father are in New
York, some kind of business jaunt
father had to take and came with
them, just to see if you were here
or had gone back to Deke or were
expecting him. Now tell me, Joyce,
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CHAPTER LII.
- 49,

Deke waited three days. Still no
word from Joyce. He buried him.
self in work at the plant and felt
that slowly things were picking up,
that with a few weeks more of
forcing through his reorganization
scheme he would be able to weather
the summer slump and look forward
to a winter Of prosperity. But all
his grueling work at the plant did
not deaden the longing that tugged
at his heart for some word from
Joyce.
He telephoned Frankly daily. But
she had heard nothing further and
could only bid him be of good cour-
age. *t.c
On Wednesday just as he had set
tied down to his morning work
Frankly was announced.
Hello, Deke," she called.
Hello, yourself, Frankly Starret.
Don't you know I'm a busy MANI"
But he went to her and took her
hand. ANY news" he asked.
granny IlSI ANOb
but I've come to give an order" she
said. 4 want you to write to Joyce,
today"
Deke looked at her doubtfully.
mo, honestly, Deke. 1 haven't
heard thihg. but I've been look
ing at this whole matter and Il
think you ought to write to Joyce.
/ have an idea that she is waiting
to hear from you, and want you
to write to her. Please, Deke." ~
IT don't want to urge her to
come to me unless she is really
ready" he said slowly.
"Oh Deke, you make me tired.
Look here, I've got to go away for
a few days with mother and father.
And I want you to mail that let
ter before l go. Please. Write 1t
now. I'll run along, but I'm COM
ing back to take you to lunch with
me this noon and we're going to
mail that letter to Joyce at the
postoffice, together"
Haven't got chance to es-
cape, have II" he asked laughing
at her earnestness.
Nope. Better write it yourself
or I'll do It for you and sign your
name to 1t and maybe say the
wrong thing"
Are you going to ask me to
read my letter to Joyce aloud to
your" he leased.
Frankly made face at him. tI'll
see you at once" she said.
"Pll be ready, with letter in my
hand"
You'd better, or I'll change that
letter to a lily and lay you out
cold" She flashed out Of the door,
leaving Deke with a warm feeling of
friendliness to her. "She's a loyal
soul,' he thought. Then he pulled a
sheet of paper toward him.
He stared at it's Darkness for a
few moments. Then he reached for
the telephone. I'll be vetV busy for
an hour" he told the operator.
Don't send in any calls or let any
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why haven't you written to him.
There's only one real excuse"
What would that be-" Joyce
asked.
THAT you don't love him."
"Oh," Joyce protested, her face
full of pain" "You know love him. "
"They why?' Frankly began help
lessly.
Don't you see?" Joyce answered.
I'm not the same girl he loved a
month ago. I'm a girl whose name
has been dragged through the pa
pers, whose reputation is shot to
pieces. A girl people talk about.
Why even here they point at me in
the street."
Frankly looked at her. ''Well, of
all the damned nonsense" she said.
zone would think you'd really done
all the things they say you have. Get
your pen, Joyce, you're going to
write to Deke now"
Ito Be Continued
Copyright. 1927
Famous Features Syndicate. Inc.
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CHAPTER Ii Continued

Frankly looked dubious. az don't
know" she said. "Joyce is sensi.
tive. She might think that she
wasn't worthy"
Frankly
ct didn't meant that" said Frankly
hastily. mo one believes in Joyce
more than 1 do. But she might
think all this talk had, well had
cheapened her."
Deke stared at the fire. 81 can't
60 to her now" he said. II wouldn't
know how to write to her. 1t isn't a
thing to write about unless she
writes me first, I'll just have to wait,
Frankly. Joyce will write, or come to
me, when she's ready"
WEAKNESS settled on him again
and Frankly yearned over him.
They shook hands when he left.
"We'll stick, Deke," she said.
"Bless you, yes" he answered with
a. touch of his old manner. And
when 1 hear from Joyce you'll be the
first to know"
Evening star., 1927-05-15

Lnseed Harold thoroughly What
it o augm
a doubling
Harold while
S HaroIds watching
Evening star., 1927-05-15

Some say that an artist ought to
marry an artist. because then only
can he have perfect understanding.
Certain it is that Rodney and Rose
do a lot of unnecessary pickering.
A month or two in an art school
would have done a lot for Rose.
who just can't understand why
Rodney should begrudge her "one
little banana from his stil-life
group.
Evening star., 1927-05-15

Irving does those society portraits abounding in
pearls and white satin. He believes in combining.
where possible his love life and his business acumen
His affairs of the heart are always directed where
they will do Irving the most good He has just told
Mrs Saul Sandpper how paintable she is. You
have" he explains, "tonal qualities that Fra An
gelco would have wcpt Romney would have
ached to paint you in garden. How | should love
to do you in just that dress, Louise! may call you
Louise, may | not?"
Evening star., 1927-05-15

Edward and Isabelle are art students.
They have been going together since the
beginning of the Fall term and they hate
so many things in common that they are
very congenial They would be engaged
if it weren't so Victorian. They are very
scathing about exhibitions and distrust
all art since the time of Giotto.
New Britain herald., 1927-08-25

teaspoon salt. 1-4 teaspoon mustard.
 1 tablespoon lemon juice. l-s tea spoon pepper, 1-2 cups milk. but tered crumbs.
 Plunge lobster into . large kettle of boiling water to which 2 table, spoons salt have..b been added. Cover and bring quickly to the boiling point. Boil rapidly for five minutes and simmer twenty. The ahell must be a bright red. Remove at once from boiling water and plunge into cold water. Slit down through the center between the claws. Remove black vein through the center. Crack claws and remove meat. Use tail fins and small claws for gar nish. Cut meat in small cubes. Melt butter, stir in flour and when mix ture bubbles slowly add milk, stir ring constantly. Mix salt and mus tard and slowly add lemon juice, stirring to make smooth Add with pepper to sauce and bring to boil ing point. Boil two minutes and add lobster meat. Scrape the shell of the lobster clean, remove lungs. Fill shell with lobster mixture. Cover with buttered crumbs and bake in a shallow pan in a moderately hot oven until crumbs are brown.
 Copyright, 1927, NEA Service. Inc.
New Britain herald., 1927-08-25
USE FLY-TOX
FLY-TON and Mosquito
 Torment

In a few minutes time the entire home can be freed of mosquitoes. With an improved FLY-TOX Hand Sprayer, spray FLY-TOX directly toward the ceiling, also on the dra- peries, in the closets and on the screens. It will not leave a stain on the most delicate of wallpapers, hangings or fabrics. Spray upwards until all parts of the room are filled with the finely atomized spray. Within a. few minutes all the mos- quitoes in the room will be dead, re- gardless of whether the windows and doors are open or closed. In addi- ton to being stainless, FLY-TOX is fragrant is absolutely harmless to people but sure death to all house. hold insects. Every bottle guaran- teed.
New Britain herald., 1927-08-25
Loves Embers Adele Garrisons Absorbing Sequel to
 Revelations of Wife"
? Beginning . New Serial

Vll use that inducement if ind she needs one" promised docilely. for I had no desire to quarrel with Dicky before the time of the dinner. It promised to be difficult enough function to manage even with him in the good humor which makes him the ideal host. But I hope I won't be condemned afterward for making false representations. As l told you. have no idea that MT. Veritzen will stay at the dinner when he finds that Noel is to be one of the party"
 "On the contrary. I have an idea that he will be present with bells on," Dicky retorted. Let me tell you sure way to keep him. Just manage to have Miss Lincoln pres ent when the automobile party ar riyes. Introduce him to her and let him have talk with her before you slip him the low down about Noel I'll bet he'd rather stage a reconcili- beamish boy than to pass up the dinner"
 There was a ring Of confidence in his voice which astonished and be- wildered me. It was not a theory which he was stating, that was ap- parent. He was making an assertion based upon knowledge of his own. Yet how on earth could he prophecy Philip Veritzen's reaction to Miss Lincoln's charms?
 Glad indeed was I that Dicky chose to end our telephone interview upon this astounding assertion.
 Then it's all settled?" he queried. "You'll ask her. and tell her that Philip Veritzen is coming?"
 "Yes," I answered. I do not be- lieve l could have added another word. and at his laconic Good bye" hung up the telephone, rack ing my brain for an explanation of Dicky's assurance concerning Miss Lincoln's expected behavior as well as that to be anticipated on the part of Philip Veritzen.
 Copyright, 1927. Newspaper Feature
 Service, Inc.
New Britain herald., 1927-08-25

that at first he didn't see Bowser by. But when Bowser stood up to lick the hand of Farmer Browns Boy he smelled that little bear. He didn't stop to lick his masters hand. No, sir. Bowser didn't stop to lick his masters hand. He didn't like that Bear scent and he said so. He ran off to few feet distant. and then with his tail half way between his legs he began to bark.
 At the sound of Bowser's voice Cubby dug his claws into Farmer Browns Boy. He would have climbed right up on Farmer Browns Boys head if he could. You see, that voice gave him great fright. Until then he hadn't seen Bowser at all. He didn't like the very plain. As for Farmer Browns Boy, he had all he could do to hold on to that little black rascal. Go back. Bowser" he commanded. GO back! Go lie down.'
 Bowser didn't want to go back: he didn't want to go lie down: he just wanted to tell everybody with in hearing that he didn't at all ap- prove of this addition to the fam fly. But he wanted to do his telling at a safe distance.
 Copyright, 1927, by T. W. Burgess)
 The next story; "Cubby and Bow ser Become Friends
New Britain herald., 1927-08-25
CHAPTER XIV

Long after the chugging sound of Ted's little roadster had died away in the distance. Sally stayed where she was, in the night time stiffness Of Aunt Emily's garden.
 Ted had left her with a promise to take her to 'The Lark" on the next night to see the Spanish danc- CTS who were drawing the crowds there.
 But 1t was not Of Ted she was thinking as she sat on the stone steps. with the dark, perfumed weight of the lilac branches above her and white moon shining down through the lace-worll of leaves.
 It was the kind of May night when a woman is very likely to find herself thinking of the man she loves-or of the man she loved once upon a time-or of the man whom she is going to love but never yet has happened to meet.
 And So Sally found herself think ing of John Nye, and of something he had said to her that afternoon when they stood together in Aunt Emily's reception room, with it's old polished furniture, it's dim silver mirrors, its Toby jugs and Bristol glass
 You belong hcre-not in an of fce,' was what he had said to her.
 He did not look upon her, thcn. as a human adding machine or a piece of office furniture after all, Sally reflected. He saw that she was a real flesh and blood girl-the kind that fitted in among mirrors and priceless old glass and bowls of blue and lavender lilacs. The thought was oddly warming and comforting to her.
 And he said he missed me, too. |" she went on thinking, as she rose and started up the steps.
 But then, that was just because she had sharpened his pencils, and written his letters carefully, and brought him sandwiches when he was hungry. She had done the same
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his coming out here today, and pretending that he wanted to see you?" she Tilted. As if I couldn't see through the whole thing"
 What do you mean?" Sally ask ed. stiffly.
 If Millie had besn looking at her she would have seen the flush that spread slowly over her face and neck.
 But Millie was studying the mir TOT once more with entranced eyes.
 "Why. you knew why he came here, didn't your" she asked, and then went on to explain. He came here to see if I was home-and he didn't want to admit it! You see. he's jealous of Davy Davidson. and so lately he's been pretending that he's lost all interest in me. Davy came up to the office to take me out once or twice. [. l told him not to, but he came anyway. And Johnny's been going around like a bear with a sore head ever since" 
 Her smile deepened. Sally could see that she was proud of the fact that two men were in love with her and that one of them was wildly jealous of the other.
 T see." said Sally painfully. You mean that he didn't really come here to see me today. You mean that he didn't want me to come back to work for him at all. That he just made that an excuse for coming to see you. q. |. |. Is that it ?"
 Milie nodded her shining head. Sure pop,' she replied, musically. He knows you're tied up here for keeps. He doesn't want you to work for him. He's got me and Miss Kress. How could he keep a third girl busy? Figure 1t out for your self"
 Sally did
 She figured it out. lying alone in the darkness of her own room, an hour later. It took her all that time 10 make up her mind that Millie was right-and that John Nye had really come there that day to see her.
 But I wish he hadn't pretended that it was me that he wanted to talk to-" thought Sally with bitter ness in her heart. I'd have liked him better if he'd come straight out and said he wanted to see Millie, in stead of pretending that he had job for me. He's always seemed to be so honest.'
 She thought of him - of the way he looked with his straight lips, his deep, direct eyes, and his quick, frank way of saying what he meant. It was hard to think of John Nye as being anything but honest.
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Menus for fife Family
SISTER MARY TELLS HOW TO COOK LOBSTER
 BY SISTER MARY

Breakfast - California grapes, cereal cream, broiled finnan haddie, toasted corn bread, milk, coffee.
 Luncheon Deviled lobster, French fried potatoes, cucumber rings, spinach and egg salad, water melon, lemonade.
 Dinner - Fruit cocktail, veal and pork, riced potatoes, stewed okra, carrot pepper and cabbage salad, stuffed baked apples with whipped cream, crisp cookies, milk. coffee.
 The luncheon menu with it's .dev- fled lobster offers a suggestion for company luncheon. A more elabo- rate dessert can be served if pre- ferred, but the simple one of chilled melon is in excellent taste.
 Devilcd Lobster
 One two-pound lobster, 3 table spoons butter, 3 tablespoons flour. 1
New Britain herald., 1927-08-25
READ THIS FIRST:

READ THIS FIRST:
 Sally Jerome. pretty and clever. is the mainstay of her family in the absence of her father. who does not live with her mother. Mrs. Je- rome enjoys poor health. 90 Sally does the housework mornings and office work for Mr. Peevey down town afternoons. Her brother. Beau. and sister. Millie. give little to- wards the support of tho home, and the financial burden falls heavily upon Sally.
 In. the flat below the Jeromes lives Ted Sloan. who wants Sally to marry him and keep on work ing. But the only man who interests her is John Nye, whose real estate office Is across the hall from MT. Peevey's. Nye hires Millie as his secretary and becomes blindly in- fatuated with her. Millie flirts with the notion of marry him, but really prefers Davidson. bond salesman, whom she met in a former Job.
 Beau passes some bad checks, and "borrows" some money from the bank where he works. Sally gets the money to make good his theft from MT. Peevey, who is re- tiring from business because of i'll health. Beau and his bride. Mabel, having spent all their earnings for such luxuries as secondhand cars and fur coats, Jeturn home to live. They pay almost no board, and Sally Is frantic.
 Then Millie has an appendicitis operation, and John Nye pays for her room and nurse at the hospital. While she is there Sally does her work In Yves office, and he offers her a permanent position. She re- fuses 1t, and goes into the restau- rant business with her aunt, Emily Jerome, who has turned her country home into wayside inn. The busi- ness does not thrive and Sally spends most of her time at the inn, where she and Aunt Emily do all the work of cooking, serving, etc. Mrs. Jerome decides to bring the whole family there to live, and de- spite Aunt Ems protests, does so.
 Aunt Elm hires jazz band and tries to compete with "The Lark" a nearby roadhouse. But business is no better. One Sunday afternoon John Nye drops in. and tells Sally that if she and her aunt go out of business he would like her to work for him again. Sally refuses, a: though business is bad. Ted Sloan suggests to her that she do some exhibition dancing as an attraction to draw the crowds.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY