The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-01-10


Sr5a ' s5sis gS Ss' to JOE Paris erice
r. sB. mae raj iR 49SoR IAT ss'' and DICK
sTANLEY both rich
Lane asks shclia 20 dance at party
he is giving. b1t sne refuses. Eng"ths
performance that night she VIII be too
tired
She goes to the theater and there
meets PHIL SHORT an old acouain-
now 60 on WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHEILA was glad to see some one
- she knew-even an Old sweet
heart ike Phil Short. A sweetheart
who as a matter Of fact, had
dropped her suddenly without warn
ing.
Why had Phil stopped coming to
see her? Why had he stopped tele-
phoning? Sheila never had known
As nonchalantly as though moth
ing had happened, as though he
had seen her only few days be-
fore, Phil stood there
Well, nothing had happened, re-
ally. After what the most caustic
observer would have called rush,
Phil simply had disappeared
Perhaps he had had bad year,
though now he seemed prosperous.
Saxophonists are well paid even in
of smeasons. And Phil himself had
once pointed out that it isn't what
an actor earns, but what he saves
that counts. Living had become
cheaper.
In spite of the hearty greeting
and the nOnchalant manner, Sheila
saw almost at once that Phil wore
a harassed look. Even with an old
score to pay off, she felt sorry for
him.
so you're taking Daisy's placer"
he was saying That's fine, Sheila.
I've often wondered what you were
doing"
Wasn't the telephone working
down your way?" she asked, half
vexed, half laughing
II couldn't call you" Phil be-
gan Plainly he was embarrassed.
But that doesn't mean 1 didn't
think about you"
We'll, thoughts keep a person
warm in the winter" was her re-
spouse, the caustic phrase borrowed
from Ma Lowell. Then Sheila re-
Tented
"Of course, I'll have dinner with
you. We can't be long, though"
There's a little place near" Phil
explained.
TURING the dinner he explained
- other things. Upon leaving
Ma Lowell's rooming house, said
Phil, he mad married. Yes, mar
ried. His face clouded a trifle as
he said the word, and it was evil
dent that the marriage was not,
for some reason, a happy one.
He was vague about it. The girls
name was Mildred. She came
from his home town somewhere
near Des Moines.
Just now, with conditions as
they were, Mildred was living
with Pills parents. Sheila gath
cred that the daughter in-law-
strangely enough-had a more de-
sirable place in the hearts Of the
Short family than did the son.
The folks think the world and
all of Milly," was the way Phil
put it.
The dinner was excellent, though
hurried. Sheila ordered lightly,
as Phil did also, for both had the
performance to think Of. The act
would go on in three-quarters Of
81 hour.
The young man was friendly,
agreeable. 1t was nice to see Phil
again. In show business one
couldn't always account for sudden
departures, failures to explain,
omitted farewells. BY the time she
reached the dressing room Sheila
felt rather friendly toward her old
admirer and a little sorry for Mil
dred.
Though his attitude toward Sheila
had been above reproach, there was
no denying the fact that Phil was
a flirt.
Back in the dressing room, the
"arty dancers as Lottie somewhat
Scornfully had dubbed them, had
returned from a half hours ener-
! getic posing, their scarfs trailing,
their classic robes in pastel shades
GoSSed about in confusion.
They talked a great deal, COM
pletely ignoring the others.
The art dancers, billed as the
"ClaSsic Nine were not regular
troupers. That is, they were not
regularly booked but instead were
trying out new number.
It was soon clear that all Of them
were down on their luck, stretching
every penny as far as it would pos
sibly go.
Lottie conhded to Sheila, busy
with her cosmetic pan, that the
only good number in the Classic
Mines act was a scarf dance
done by the two little blends.
Lottie was a blond too. but there
: was a difference. The two youthful
dancers had honey colored hair
which obviously grew that way
WITHOUT D6ucllJ VI dAI VI ueCOIdllOn.
However, Lottie might feel, Sheila
soon was aware that these girls
we're not trying to appear superior.
They were not cheap, Shaila would
have told you
The shabby little street suits
which they were buSily donning
we're we'll cut and reminded Sheila
of the clothes worn by the smartest
"Folhes" girls. Dark, plain, I'M
ostentatious and expensive. Not
fluffy or loud as SO many chorus
girls costumes.
Their hats were just hatS-diffi-
cult to describe, but suave and sure
of themselves.
Il
CHEILA worked on at the dress
Ding table. LottieS speciality came
first and then Sheila'S- with wait