The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-10-18

old apartment house. never did
like that much But miss mother.
u couldn't help that, I guess,
because we'd always been together
and-wen, think anybody'd miss
her."
She stopped, her face scarlet.
What was this she was saying?
4 mean, of course, everything's
lovely here, she said quickly, trying
to make amends
Her father interrupted: Does
your mother ever get away for trips
or vacations?" he asked carelessly.
/ "Oh. no! They're always so busy
at the shop. OF course, some holi-
days she has at home, and week
every summer. but then there al.
ways seems to be things to do at
home.
we used to go to the parks Sun
day afternoons or take bus ride
There are some lovely parks, and
mother loves trees and flowers and
growing things so much. I like
them. too. You know Ben lets me
cut the dahlias now"
Her voice trailed on as she re-
cited newly acquired garden lore.
"Say-we'd better be getting back
to the housed" Mitchell exclaimed,
catching sight of his wrist watch
Wen be late for lunch"
They gathered upon the balls and
rackets and sauntered back to-
ward the porch. Evelyn was wait
ing there, cool and charming in
flmv blue gown.
You culpritsl" she hailed them.
Il thought you'd vanished into thin
air"
ooh, Evelyn, you should have
seen our camel" Celia cried. II
beat father once"
Splendid. But in just twenty
minutes luncheon will be served"
Celia stored away the tennis
equipment, then ran to her room
to dress. She came down looking
like an old-fashioned picture.
Her dress was lavender, made in
quaint style with full skirt and
tiny puff sleeves. Heat and exer-
else had pressed her hair into tiny
ringlets which framed her face.
Her enthusiasm, however, was all
modern.
Throughout the meal Evelyn was
entertained with an account Of the
tennis games. Since Mrs. Parsons
openly admitted that to her all
sports were abhorrent, she listened
with mild interest.
She had taken particular pains
with the luncheon menu, knowing
that John Mitchell relished good
food. 1t was annoying to have his
attention diverted from the fowl
with its really excellent sauce.
Her opportunity came as they
left the dining room.
Celia" she said, you're going
to take those books to Mrs. Will
hanson for me, aren't you?"
Eyes. Do you think I should
start right away?"
"Oh, no hurry! I wouldn't rush
away right after eating. Perhaps
you'd better remind George that
you'll want the car"
I'll do it now
A S the girl disappeared Evelyn
IA said, Mrs. Williamson is such
sweet soul. She is an invalid.
Doubtful if she'll ever recover her
health. And do you know, she bears
it so beautifully
Il try to drop in each week for a
little visit, and today l promised to
send her some books. She says she's
glad to have visitors, but I often
think when I come away that the
hour has done me more good than
it could have done her. She has
such sweet spirit!"
That considering that no such
person as Mrs. Williamson existed
was certainly being generous.
I'm glad you're teaching Celia
to think of Others" Mitchell said.
"Oh, but I think it's our duty!
really dol We're all of us tied
up with activities and interests these
days it's so easy to forget those who
are less fortunate"
You're right" the man inter-
rupted crisply. John Mitchell's face
was somber. TOO quick to forget"
he added with sigh. Very often"
Celia returned and then three
quarters of an hour later set off
with the armload of books which
Mrs. Parsons gave her. 1t seemed
a lark to the girl setting off alone
in the car with the livered chauf-
feur to drive.
The deception was innocent since
it was to serve a worthy purpose.
The hands of her watch pointed
at $40. She decided to drive until
$50.
Take the shore road" she in
structed the chauffeur.
Mrs. Parsons watched the car
out Of sight and then returned to
the living room, where John
Mitchell was reading a newspaper.
Don't let me disturb you'll" she
said sweetly as he looked up. III
be back in a few minutes"
She gave him what should have
been ample time to finish with the
news. 1t was going to be more
difficult without the aid of moon
light and the romantic veranda.