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The Indianapolis times., 1928-11-02
Manual to Open
Net Card Tonight

The Manual high school basket
ball team will open its season at
Upton tonight. The Red and White
have been practicing for some time
and are ready to swing into action
The schedule follows:
Nov. 2-Tipton, there.
Nov. 9-Mooresville, there.
Nov. 10-Southport there.
Dec. Jefferson Lafayette), there.
Dec. 8-Brownsburg, here.
Dec. 14-Beech Grove, there.
Dec. l5-Pendleton, here.
Dec. 22-Technical, here.
Dec. 28-Alumni, here.
Jan. 11-Warren. here.
Jan. 18-Bainbridge, there.
Jan. 19-Bluffton, there.
Jan. 25-Edinburg. there.
Jan. 26-Central (Ft. Wayne), here.
Feb. 2-Rushville, here.
Feb. 9-Broad Ripple, here.
Feb. 15-Brazil, there
Feb. 2l-Shortridge, here.
Feb. 22-Greenfleld, there
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The Hoosier state today was pre-
pared for another typical November
weekend, one of those footballing
Saturdays.
Danville and Evansville were to
open the weekend hostilities this
afternoon at Evansville. 1t was the
only college game scheduled today
and paves the way for the nine
contests of Saturday in which thir-
teen State teams are involved.
indianapolis fans will have their
choice Saturday of two contests
the Butler Muncie Normal tilt at
the Butler bowl which starts at 2
o'clock and the Indiana Central
Earlham contest at Washington
park which starts at 2:30.
Eyes of state fans also will be
turned to the Atlantic seaboard,
where three Hoosier elevens invade
eastern stamping grounds. Wabash,
hoping to repeat it's 7-to-0 victory
of 1927, will battle the tough Col
gate outfit, and Notre Dame tackles
Penn State at Franklin field, Phil
adelphia, in one of the outstanding
intersectional trays of the day. De
Pauw tackles the great Army eleven
at West Point
Purdue has somewhat Of a
"breather" in the Case game at La
fayette and the regulars may be
rested up for the Northwestern game
Nov. 10. Indiana is not scheduled to
play this weekend. The same goes
for Manchester
Oakland City battles Rose Poly
at Terre Haute, Bethel invades
Hoosierdom for a tilt with Hanover
and Franklin clashes with State
Normal at Terre Haute.
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Indiana Central and Butler
to Perform at Home
Saturday.
THREE TEAMS GO EAST
DanviIIe- Evansville Tilt Only
Game Today.

STATE SCHEDULE
Saturday
Case at Purdue.
Muncie at Butler.
Earlham at Indiana Central.
NOtre Dame at Penn State.
Wabash at Colgate.
De Pauw at Army.
Oakland City at Rose Poly.
Franklin at State Normal.
Bethel at Hanover.
Indiana and Manchester not
scheduled.
Today
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TINE big jolt came in the final
Il quarter. The Tigers we're trail
ing 1877, and even Scarface Al
would have bet his last machine
gun that Chicago couldn't lose.
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) to him, irritab1y, and there wasn't
a hint of baby talk in her words
now. whats the matter with
YOU for goodness sake?"
" whats the matter with me
for goodness sake?'" Pat came
hack at her quickly. why. I'm
Just waiting for you TO tell me
where you got those ciotnes
Lily scowled at him as she
picked up a comb and began to
fluff up her pretty hair. :,
''How you do harp on thing!
she murmured. rubbing some
powder on her nose. BY the time
she turned away from the dress
ing table glass she had her story
ready for him.
"well this is where / got
them" she said. looking at him
with vide.open innocent eyes |
hannened to bump into Sue Cain
down town and we went into
AnrouIeme's together. They know
me very well ins there-1've al
wavs bought clothes from thenAg-
and thew said / could take the
clothes on approval. But now
that rye worn them I'll have to
nav for them, of course.
PAT gave her long searching
look us that the TRUTH" he
Iilvt flushed under her rouge
and her powder. why would
story to you?' she wanted to
Pat shrugged his broad shout
ders. allow would know? But
sometimes you don't stick to the
truth. you know. Lily"
She shot him glance that
was full of anger and resent
ment. If she had just been tell
ing him the truth instead OF a
downright lie, she could not have
been more angry with him.
"Well, how much do you over"
Pat asked. his hand going to his
trousers pocket and drawing forth
his billfold.
While Lily was wondering what
to tell him, he went on:
eft relieves my mind. anyway,
To know that you didn't go to
vour folks for monev. / couldn't
stand to have you go begging to
them IOE CIOLIICS ckAAA SAAh6St -
never will, will your"
"Oh. never!' replied Lily. just
"a If she had not tried to charge
the things to her father that very
afternoon. Never. never. Pat!
/ promise you. Why. let's
see. YOU wanted to know how
much we owe Angouleme's for the
clothes?"
Pat nodded.
"Seventy-five dollars" said Lily.
Seyenty-five dollars was just
what she owed the delicatessen
on the corner.
''Whew! Seventy.five dollars!
Pat repeated, and Lily giggled to
herself, wondering what he would
have said IL he had known what
the things really cost.
Here's 4O--all I have right
now" Pat laid four bills in her
hand. "I'n give you the rest to-
morrow
The next day at noon he came
home with the remaining 80.
Breathing q heartfelt sigh OF
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in the great high-rafted halls Of
country club. Evenings on roof
garden, at roadside inns, on ship
board. Evenings everywhere where
young people laugh and flirt
much and mean little. These she
had known.
The history of woman is said
to begin with her first kiss. Gays
began. then, when she was Is. In
the seven years since. she had
permitted innumerable kisses. She
had been proposed to a score Of
times, She had been thrice en-
gagged, for transitory frantic
periods. She had worn rings, and
athletes small trophies. and avi-
ators' wings; ana an unbroken
succession of jeweled Greek letters
had staked out 90-day claims
above her heart.
Men loved her for several rea-
sons, most OF them absurd. Be
cause she caused a stir wherever
she went. Because she was the
most celebrated prom girl OF her
day. Because other men loved
her. Because she never appeared
to care in the least whether any
man loved her or not. Because
she treated them wretchedly about
four.fifths Of the time. Because
her fragile slimness made them
feel strong and omnipotent. and
the discontended. where's-what.I
want expression of her face made
them think, man.like, Aha!
Maybe I'm itr' "
They were pathetic. these ador-
ers of Gay. They did the wrong
things so inevitably. They tried
slavish devotion; and bored her
in a week. They tried gifts; and
were scarcely thanked. They
tried RACES, threats, tantrums,
slamming of doors; and amused
her. They essayed every play
but her own play-indifference
with which they might have won.
Twice she had met her match.
The first was an Al-American
fuIlback whose incredible conceit
took girls as much for granted
AS Gays amazing splendor took
men. She had resented him, tn
begin with. Then been piqued.
Then interested. Then utterly alb
sorbed. She had not been able
even to scratch the armor Of his
ego. and for three years there
after she nad remembered him
with small inward squirms and a
prayer that somewhere. some
time, she might have at him
again.
The second really worthy op-
ponent was Jerry Davis. That
duel was now going on, melted
to fever heat by Gays parents,
who had lately forbidden her ever
to see. or to talk to. or to think
Of him.
Said the Yale youth, "Thank
God they've moved that spot.
light"
Did 1t annoy your" Cav ,nur.
INJURED. She always murmurcd
She had drowsy, nl,rnourors
voice, soothing 10 hear, and an
accent composite of New York
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that's it!' she replied. tits a
wonderful place. so Florence says.
I've never been in it, mysef-1ust
looked into the show windows
sometimes. It's too grand for
me, but ] suppose you've bought
lots of things there"
Yes" Lily answered family.
glancing down at the TRANSPARENT
velvet coat that she had worn to
the little house-the coat she had
bought" in Angouleme's the day
before.
Good grief! Wait till Pats sis
ter sees that check Of Staley
come through she was thinking.
She'll know he paid for those
clothes, and she's sure to tell
Pat!'
Suddenly tense and terrified,
she made up her mind to stay
there until Florence should come
home at o'clock and have 1t
out with her. .
do taste my applesauce.
make It with brown sugar" Mrs.
France was saying, bringing
tall, brown crock from the cup
board and giving Lily spoonful
of the thick, red-brown mixture
in 1t. I'm going to send some
of 1t over to you and Pat when
it's all made. He does like 1t for
breakfast"
Does her" Lily asked. alb
sently, with half OF her mind
still on Staley's check. II al
way give Pat orange j1ice--be-
cause fix it for myself every
morning, ] suppose"
Oranges are awfully high
right now" said his mother.
you'd better give up your or
ange juice for a while, and eat
apples instead. while they're
cheap-cooking appIes" She held
q piece of one out to Lily on
the end Of her knife.
You'd better start trading at
the store, and we'll tell you what
to buy" she added. Il can tell
you don't know how to save
money. Why, 1t must
take at least five oranges for you
two people to have q glass OF
juice every morning that's
just plain extravaganza with or
anges so high"
Lily yaWned ana looked at the
clock. All this talk about saving
money had begun to get on her
nerves. After all, there was some
thing in life besides saving
money, wasn't there? There was
spending money, too, for the
things you liked-even IL 1t was a
trifling thing like orange Juice.
what time does Florence get
here?" she asked, and as she
spoke the front door opened and
Florence's voice came, greeting
her mother:
Hello, mother! Where are You?
I want to tell you something
Lily jumped. she wants to tell
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} is" said Gay, "for both of you"
"Drive from N'Y'ork?"
mo, we came with a bunch In
a private car belonging to some
friends of mine"
"Who?"
Gay looked slightly exasperated.
Their Names" she announced,
are Mr., and Mrs. Theodore Mat
thews. The name of the private
car is Hemoglobin or something,
and it got in at S o'clock this
afternoon, and is now sitting on
track back of the Hotel Lenox,
not far from here. The porter's
name"
II was just asking" Dixon
broke in p1aIntively.
you learned" said Cav.
you turned down my invita-.
ton to this game, and SO | just
wondered"
Two black, snowy breasted fig.
ures approached through the dim
light, humping and being bumped.
"'Zent Mr.. Cole. Miss Leonard"
numbled one, and the other nod.
ded and seized her.
Gay guessed at once that he was
about sixteen.
"All the evening long" she
countered. 1--WE been saying to
myself, "Hells bells, why does he
waltz"
There was pause.
you're kidding me-" said Mr..
Cole then, in the manner of one
who has carefully thought his
way to an erudite decision.
Gays eyes flew open. Kidding
you? My dear, you know /
wouldn't for the world"
"Funny thing" chuckled Mr..
Cole. 1.-The fella that introduced
me to you doesn't know you any
more than i do-did. He just
knows who you are, your name
and all. He told me all about
YOU. So said introduce me, and
he introduced me-" Mr.. Cole
chuckled again in pleased way.
"Just shows what you can get
away with"
III" Gay emphasized. you have
an honest face To herself she
was saying. who is this ass?"
II want to ask you" continued
Mr.. Cole. "At the school where
60 we give a knockout dance
inst before Christmas vacation
it's going to be December six.
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ITTTTF SINS = By KATHERINE BRUSH

} teenth his year-and want to
ask you If you-"
Alan Pomeroy cut in. A very
large, athletic young man, not
quite handsome, but engaging,
with crisp rudy hair, gray eyes.
a big white smile that flashed
like a darky's in an always sun
burned face, and ears that pro-
truded a little, a1ertly, as though
they feared they might miss some
thing. This was Gays escort OF
the evening, her escort of many
evenings-aS many as he could
induce her to allow him. This
was the young man regarding
whom she had said once, IF
had any sense I'd marry him.
But / haven't a particle-lm
happy to say"
She hailed him now with unpre'
cedented fervor and requested to
be told where he had been "for
hours and hours"
Stuck" he answered arimly.
That's the trouble with these
dances with two bands. The music
never quits and neither can you
you get an ouch on your hands,
and you keep her, that's ALL"
well, did you see me?" Gay
wanted to know Nothing less
than the ballyhoo man for some
kindergarten prom had me in his
clutches. Let's dance out and go
and sit somewhere, Alan. / crave
a cigarette and a littls peace"
They pushed through the dense
thicket of stays that grew at the
door, and emerged, blinking with
sudden light, into the corridor.
81 think I'm hungry" Gay re-
marked then, and stood still, spec.
ulatively, as IL letting her mind
and her appetite confer on the
matter. al am hungry. Alan"
"Come on then, We'll go to the
dining ROOM"
Gay extended a minute right
hand with thin blaze of dia-
monds around the wrist and held
it. under Alan's chin, palm up.
ward.
Complexion" she commanded.
Signing deeply, he fished in his
pockets and produced, one by one,
a. lipstick in a cloisonne holder,
a cloisonne powder case, a fat
gilded capsule of rouge, and a
dolls flask of perfume. These he
piled on the little petaled shelf be-
low his chin.
The shelf remained motionless.
peremptory.
Signing again, Alan once more
explored, and this time brought
forth an eyebrow pencil. He put
it with the rest, and grinned at
Gay. The grin was much more
genuine than either sigh had been:
it is only married men who really
object to bulges in their dinner
coat pockets.
Back in a minute" Gay prom
Used optimistically.
Go Be Continued TOnforrow)
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What | Have Learned
In AZ Years Practice

DR.. Caldwell watched the results
Of constipation for IL years, and be-
ueyed that no matter how careful
people are Of their health, diet and
exercise, constipation will occur
from time to time regardless of how
much one tries to avoid it. OF next
importance, then, Is how to treat
it when 1t comes. DIR. Caldwell
always was in favor Of getting as
close to nature as possible, hence
his remedy for constipation, known
as DIR. CalwelPs Syrup Pepsin, is a
mild vegetable compound. 1t can
not harm the most delicate system
and is not habit forming prepare.
ton. Syrup Pepsin Is pleasant.
tasting, and youngsters love it. 1t
does not grippe. Thousands of moth
ers have written us to that effect.
DR.. Caldwell did not approve Of
drastic physics and purges. He did
not believe they were good for hui.
man beings to put into their sys-
tenn. In a practice of IL years he
never saw any reason for their use
when medicine like Syrup Pepsin
will empty the bowels just as
promptly, more clearly and gently.
without gripping and harm to the
system.
Keep free from constipation! It
Tobs your strength, hardens your
arteries and brings on premature
old age. Do not let a day go by
without a bowel movement. Do not
sit and hope, but, go to a druggist
and get one of the generous bottles
of DIR. CaldwelFs Syrup Pepsin
Take the proper dose that night and
by morning you will feel like a
different person. Use Syrup Pep
sin for yourself and members Of
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thanksgiving, Lily paid the deli
catessen keeper what she owed
him.
The bill had been a horror to
her for weeks. It had been
gradually rolling up, getting big
ger and bigger each day.
II know / shouldn't trade at
this expensive place" she had
told herself a dozen times. But
it was hard to stop trading there
So long as she owed them money
right along.
But now that she had the bin
wiped off the slate, she suddenly
made up her mind to start
trading at the grocery Of Pats
father.
For long time Pat had been
urging her to. my Dad needs
all the business he can get he
had said. And it's silly for you
to be ANGRY with my mother all
this time over pan of burned
biscuits-and they'd give you a
special price on everything"
The last argument was the one
that settled the question for Lily.
If she could get a special
price on food from Mr.. France
1t would leave her more money
out of her household allowance
to spend on herself every week.
And she needed so many things
silk garters, face powder, orange
wood sticks and coral polish for
her nails, an occasional luncheon
at some smart place down town
where she could see the kind of
people she wanted to see-her
Gown kind" she told herself.
So that afternoon she walked
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CONTINUED from Local Page
cleear.cut, fau1tless and very faint
~ golden. as If her skin had
caught reflections from the rest of
her.
She had dark eyes like atoms Of
velvet with long dark threads Of
velvety fray curving upon the lids.
In the spotlight they were lumin-
Gus eyes, and the lids were etced
with the shadows Of the lashes.
She was the prettiest girl in the
room. You knew it without
searching further, and you knew
too that she must have been the
prettiest girl in thousand rooms
on a thousand evenings before
this evening. You saw that it
had spoiled her rather terribly.
Things told you, in an instant.
The imperious tilt of her head.
The little red sulk of her mouth.
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where she lived. London, where
she had spent a year, and New
Orleans. whence hailed the girl
with whom she had roomed at
boarding school.
II felt like a bug under a
MI" began the Yale youth,
but never finished, having been
cut in on at this juncture.
Hello" said his successor.
Gay looked up into a blue.
eyed face, hazily familiar. Hello"
she echoed. Whore you? I
suppose I'm supposed to know,
but I'm damned If ! do" Pro-
family was one Of her parlor
tricks.
You should. We had quite a
little pettinE party once upon
time"
ooh, so you were the man"
They both laughed.
'Tell me-" insisted Gay.
Tom Nichols. Does it convey
anything?" Ascertaining that 1t
did not, he complained. my feel
ings are hurt. l met you at
party the Andersons gave a couple
OF years ago. and between
II remember now. In a stutz
roadster"
"Cheersr
"How's the roadster"
"I sold It,"
Now" Cay said. my feelings
ara hurt. You ought to have
kept it, for it's associations"
A beaming budgy person In
soggy collar cut in.
You're little drunk, Johnny,
Gay detected.
Il am very drunk" said Johnny
adding politely, "And your"
He was relieved at this juncture
by a Harvard sophomore with
shiny hair, named Dixon.
Answer me" demanded Dixon.
Their last ten foxtrot steps to-
gether had ended on an interro-
cation point some moments be-
fore.
eyes" said Cay.
YES WHAT"
Whatever it was you asked me-
forget"
II asked YOU" said Dixon
severely, who you're here with?
oh. Alan Pomeroy."
"Yale?"
FIX. He graduated last year"
Il don't know him."
And a very tough break that
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because you must never do
that" He was very grave and
FIRM IF I can't buy vou tie
kind OF clothes you've worn all
you. life you'll have TO wear the
chsarer ones for while"
Yes. dear" said Lily. i~ing
towa>ds the bedroom. yes. dear.
l will She closed tire foor { It
behind her and began to take off
the golden-brown finsry, hoping
that by the time she had changed
into her pink gingha71 house dress
he would have forgotten all
about it.
But he came and stood in the
doorway, watching her. All the
time she was puf-sng away the
lovely new things In the lothes
closet she could feel Pats eyes
fairy burning holes in her
shoulder blades.
'Fat, you make me nervous,
standing there staring" she said
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In This Story Of Girl Torn BetWixt Two Great DESIRES
Beatrice Burton Has Woven Vibrant Serial
Pusating With Romance

out for q ride In 1t after supper.
Much relieved, Lily went into
the grocery store next door and
bought two big bags Of provisions
from Pats silent gocd-natured
father. They grew heavier and
heavier in her arms as she walked
home in the gray-blue September
twilight that smelled OF burning
leaves and dust.
stars came out into the sky
above the housetops. and AL 1T
once she found herself thinking
~ 4 starry night In the spring
when aha and Pat had stood TO-
gether in the darkness Of the
backyard Of the house on Mont
peIier Road.
Where was ali the wild ecstasy
and passionate happiness Of thar
spring night?
sGone with the spring. que 80,
said Lily to herself. Life had PEE
come an affair Of alarm clocks,
early breakfasts, electric flatlr0ns
and frying pans.
Cold with unhappiness and this
new feeling of disappointment
that had been coming over her
ever since she had met Sue Cain
IN the street the day before she
unlocked the door Of the fiat
and went in. "a.
Home late again. eh?" Pats
voice hailed her from the Kitchen,
and IT sounded as out-of-sorts as
she felt. He was sitting at the
white table in the middle of tne
room, eating sandwich that ne
had made himself.
II was SO hungry had 70
eat something he said. Gosh.
wish you could arrange things
So as to have q meal on time
every now and then. It's pretty
1iscouraging to q man to come
home to q dark empty house
two or three nights In succession.
And I'm getting pretty sick Of
it!''
(TO Be Confined Tomorrow
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her about that checkg' she said
to herself. And I've got to
stop herr
CHAPTER XXXVI
Florence was hanging her tiny
felt hat on the hooks under the
mirror when Lily came rushing
out into the hall to her.
she gave start Of surprise
when she saw her. Then she
smiled and held out both Of her
hands to her. why, it's Lily!''
she cried. I'VE thought you we're
off all Of us for life!-We've had
a wedding present for you for
month, but we didn't want to
give 1t to you until we were all
friends again"
Now. Flossie, there you go!
Telling her all about 1t when we
wanted to keep 1t for surprised!
Mrs. Frances voice came from
the kitchen where the odor Of
potatoes frying in deep fat had
taken the place Of the rich apple
sauce smell.
II didn't tell her what 1t was.
though" Florence was answer
ing when Lily stopped her.
What were you going to tell
your mother when you first came
in?" she asked in a half-whisper.
About a cneck that paid for
some OF my clothes at Angou-
leme's?"
Florence stared at her, her dark
blue eyes opening wide. She slowly
shook her head, clearly mystified.
II don't know what you mean,
Lily she said. II don't know
anything about any clothes Of
yours at Angouleme's--I've been
there just q few days. and I'm
trying to get their system be-
fore the old bookkeeper leaves on
Saturday No, I was going
to tell mother about Sadye letter
son. Roy's bought her little car
OF her own. / just met her in
1t, and she's going to take US
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the four blocks to the little house
with the brown shutters and
went around to the back door.
Mrs. France was in the kitchen,
making applesauce. The clean,
bright room. with its we'll
scrubbed floor and its crisp mus
lin curtains, was filled with the
rich odor of the fruit cooking on
the back of the stove.
She looked up over her steel
trimmed spectacles in astoninsh-
screen door and came inside.
"Well!' she said, In her brisk.
pleasant way. '"This is a fine
surprise" And, as IL there never
had been word between them,
she walked around the table to
Lily and gave her a kiss, holding
her face between her hands.
Must be three months since you
were here lastr'
"Oh, all OF that!' Lily an.
snwered, airily. And how have
You all been? How's Florence?"
She had liked Florence-the
pert, the snappy, the up.and-
conling--better than any Of Pats
friends and relatives.
"She's just. fine" said Mrs.
France. 'She has new posi-.
ton, you know. She's book.
keeper at that little French shop
down town. Hmm! / never can
remember the name. It's one Of
those funny ;, French names"
She stopped, trying to think.
mot Angouleme's?" Lily
gasped. 1t couldn't be Angou.
leme ST.
Mrs. France nodded. Eyes,