The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-07-02
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j Saratoga or visiting distant resorts,
was not in the least envious.
Her life settled into an agreeable
calm. Dan, to his amazement, re-
ceived the long expected raise in
salary. 1t meant SIS week added
TO the scanty household budget.
They celebrated with dinner at
the Wellington that took the entire
first weeks SIS.
Then on a Thursday evening Dan
arrived home excitedly. Cherry"
he cried as he pushed the door open,
you can't guess what's happened"
She hurried from the kitchen.
mo, Of course can't she said.
What is it?"
"say-wait till you hear! Boy did
7 run into luck today! It's the
chance I've been looking for"
For heavens sake, Dan Phillips,
stand still a minute and tell me
what you're talking about"
He caught her by the shoulders
and held her away from him. What
would you say" he began, IF I told
you that one of the best magazine
writer's in the country has promised
to read those short stories your boy
friend wrote, has promised to criti-
else them, and help him find a
market?"
"Oh, Dan-really? Why that's
wonderful? Who is he, Dan? How
did it happen?"
DHILLIPs drew himself up in
L mock dignity. Its like this,
lady" he began. Il was walking
down the street"
Stop it this minute" Cherry in
sisted. And tell me what's really
happened. Who is this writer and
how did you meet him?"
Its not a he" Dan told her.
Its her Brenda Vail-ever read
anything of hers? To tell the truth
neither have 1, but she's one of the
big shots"
He ratified off the names of half
dozen magazines to which Brenda
Vail had contributed. She's here
on business. Something about some
land she owns and wants to sell.
Rogers usually does all the liter
airy interviews, you know, but he's
on vacation. I didn't have much tc
do this afternoon and Bates sent me
over to talk to Miss Vail. It seems
that years ago when she was a kid
she had an aunt who lived here.
"She-I mean Miss Vail, not the
aunt-used to spend part of the
/ summers here. 1t made a pretty
fair feature about the famous
author coming back to the scene Of
her Childhood-but that's not the
important part
I'VE got to talking about writing
She's-oh, she's marvellous The
minute you see her, you know you're
not meeting an ordinary person.
She has beautiful red hair anc
big, sort of gray-green eyes-I don't
know how to describe her exactly
There's something about her
though, that's different from other
/ people. She wanted to know if I'c
ever written anything except news
paper stuff and when I said To
tried, but hadn't been able to sell
anything she asked me if she coulc
see one of my stories.
Said She'd read it and maybe she
could advise me where to send it
Can you imagine that? A writer like
Brenda Vail going to all that trouble
for some one she's never seen be-
fore?"
Cherry had been listening intent
ly. cts fine, DAM" she assured
him. What are you going to take?'
why, thought I'd show her that
yarn about the kids in juvenile
court-the one I called 'Kempy's
Crime Nobody else has seen it.
Il figured there might be a sort
Of jinX on the other story. The
one that came back after I sent il
out. Miss Vail said if I'd bring il
over to the hotel tonight she'd reac
it,"
n
VOU'RE going to take it to hel
i tonight?"
Sure. You see, don't know how
long she'll be in town. 1t depend.
on this business deal, she says
Gosh, Cherry. suppose she likes my
story Wouldn't that be great?
You see she knows lot of edi.
tors and she might be able to put il
word for mel You know just sor
of-well, ask them to give me {
chance!"
'She should like it, Dan. It's {
fine story!"
Phillips grinned. ooh, you're
prejudiced," he said, but if Brend;
Vail thinks I can write, believe me
I'll show them!"
| Dinner was over hastily. Oar