The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-12-20

sun and nights of stars'-my COW,
Ash! That's swell place to go all
by yourself! You'll get moonstruck
and die.
Looks to me like you'd need a
man on them dangerous seas.
You'll be going primitive under an
island moon. Maybe she'll elope
with a native, Mrs. Ashe."
Maize looked worried.
But 1 suppose nothing'S as ro-
nautical as they write about" she
surmised. Paper can't refuse ink,
as my father used to say. You
won't go falling in love, will you,
Ashtoreth?"
She peered anXiously into Ash
torethS dancing eyes.
Fall in Lowell" Ashtoreth laughed.
Who'd fall in love with? No,
MumS-I'll be a little orphan on
this cruise, sure as you're born"
In vain Sadie had advocated the
advantages Of a trip to South
America. Mr.. Hart, she thought,
was somewhere in the Argentine.
If Ashworth could only meet him.
But Ashtoreth seemed annoyd
at the suggestion.
my dear, you don't think I'm
going chasing that man! And, any
how, how could I find him? The
Argentine isn't any little hole in the
wall from all I've heard about it..
You're crazy, Shade"
MONTY ENGLISH had sent
1V1 candy and fruit from New
York. And written to inquire for
AShtoreth.
She had replied gratefully, but
did not encourage his suggested
visit.
absence makes the heart grow
fonder." she reminded Maize.
But Maize, with one of her rare
flashes of repartee, had parted
quickly "Yes-fonder of the other
girl"
Then, growing serious, she laid
a plump hand on her daughters
slim shoulder.
God knows I hope you're not
making a mistake, Ashtoreth. But
Observation-Disclosures happens-that
there are lots of things in this
world that count more than money"
AShtoreth shook her hand away
impatiently.
Mother" she cried, eff you're go
ing to make any more speeches
about nice, clean young men, I'll
scream!"
"Well, you could go further and
fare worse" Maize defended her
choice stanchly. "He's a fine boy,
that's what he is"
Think I want to be a radio
widow?" parted AShtoreth. mon
tvs whole life is radios. He doesn't
think or talk about anything else.
And he takes his ear phones to bed
with him.
Maize chuckled.
well, he'd get over that" she
prophesied comfortably.
mot with me, he won't!" retorted
Ashtoreth inelegantly.
Maize looked at her shrewdly.
Whats this Sadie tells me-" she
wanted to know, about that mil
lionaire boss shining up to you?
Mr.. Hart. I should think he'd have
more to do than flirting with his
help"
Ashtoreth coIored
"SadieS little fool" she pro-
nounced. "And you shouldn't call
stenographers help dear"
why not?" demanded Maize
They're hired help, that's what
they are. And I guess it don't make
any difference what you call peo-
pie, so long as they earn their mon
ey honest"
Ashtoreth averted her face.
well then" she said, "as Mr..
Harris hired hand, / might remark
that I never saw him shining up
to the help. Sadie talks too much
for her own good"
ooh, by the way" Maize was
quick to change the subject. "Her
and that boy-Georgie-have broken
up"
well, I'm not surprised"
Ashtoreth, at the moment, was a
little acrimonious.
Sadie will never get any medals
in any endurance test for fidelity"
II didn't think much of her boy
anyhow" volunteered Maize. 81
met them one day on the street. I
guess told you. He's got patent