The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-06-08

doesn't make him nigh hat. You II
be crazy about him know you
will"
Well. hope he'll like me"
AS though any one could help
that I'll admit Max doesn't care
much for most girls. Never goes
around with them Down al the
ONCE they call him woman
hster' but he'll 90 for you, all
right
TOR another ten minutes Dan
sang the praises Of his friend
Cherry. listening, thought Max
Pearson certainly must be unlike
any one she knew.
There still we're doubts in her
mind thai she would be quite COM
Portable talking % a person Of so
much learning Then she put the
whole matter aside as unimportant.
What really counted was that for
a few hours she and Dan were to
be together.
They finished their coffee, left the
restaurant and strolled out on the
street considering how to spend the
evening.
Dan suggested they might rent
car at one Of those "drive-it-your-
self" agencies and take spin out
on Stewart road. Or would Cherry
like TO drop in to see the Norma
Shearer picture? How about dane
ing2
Cherry voted for none Of those
things. They settled the problem
by boarding a double-deck open air
bus and climbing the perilous cylin-
drical stairway to the top deck.
They found seats near the rear
The seat across the aisle was va
cant. so there was no one TO notice
when Dams arm slipped about
Cherry. Her soft. fragrant hair
blew against his cheek and Dams
arm frightened drawing her close.
The other passengers. sitting two
by two. were mostly boys and girls
as Young looking as Dan and Cher
ry Each couple seemed obliyious
TO the others.
Overhead in a sky Of midnight
velvet the stars shimmered and
twinkled as though symbolic Of all
the gems by which lovers since time
began have plighted their troth.
Great planets, glowing with fiery
/ radiance Cool. silvery star spray
made up of infnitesimal, unimag-
inably distant worlds
Stars and the night breeze and
darkness blotting out unpleasant
realities. The bus top, iolting over
city pavement, became young loves
paradise.
Dams lips brushed the forehead
Of the girl beside him. Her hand,
stealing into his, chung warm and
trusting.
Fun. isn't it?" she whispered
/ Great"
They rode TO the end OF the bus
4 line and then back again. The
girl who had seen spring cast its
magic over Paris boulevards, whose
4 costume was the exact and expen-
sive duplicate Of French original
and the young man who had been
I farmland, book salesman, who had
"bummed the rails" and-once-
stood in a breadline, held hands and
smiled into each others eyes during
( the 10-cent bus ride exactly as hun
dreds Of other sweethearts in hun
dreds Of other cities we're doing.
1T was lovely" Cherry said soft
ly as they returned to the hotel.
Let's take the same ride again
soon"
7 ATER she and Dan checked ad-
Il dresses in the want ad pages
that might prove to be desirable
apartments. Cherry was anxious tc
leave the hotel, to have a home
they could feel was distinctly their
I own.
She was going to learn to cook
and do all her own homework
Cherry knew how to preside with
/ dignity at a tea table. She could
distinguish choice caviar from infe-
{ rior and order a perfect luncheon
from a menu card in French.
AS to actual cooking, she never
had so much as boiled an egg OF
/ made a pot OF coffee.
Cherry admitted her lack Of
housewifely knowledge. tt was a
standing joke between herself and
3 To. That che could Iaorr, n man
age a home quickly and easily she
had not the slightest doubt.
Well. honey" Dan told her, I'm
not so bad at iapjacks and tried
eggs. III give you lessons. Woman
can make java that will curl your
| hairi"
With the want ad list folded away
in her purse. Cherry set out next
morning to look at apartments