The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-02-14


ferent person. SO much so indeed
that one day on Fillmore-st, Mike
MCGUIRE would have passed by
without recognizing her if she had
not stopped him.
We'll, Mike" Ellen said matter
of-factly, how is everything at
home?"
His smoky blue eyes widened in
amazement as he gazed upon this
woman who was still his wife.
What have you been doing TO
yourself?" he demanded sulkily.
Ellen smiled with the self-confi-
dence of a woman who knows she
is looking her best. .
Treasure has bought me some
new clothes"
At the sound of his daughters
name Mixes face darkened.
Where did she get any money!"
Haven't you heard? She is sing
ing with an orchestra now. Under
contract" Ellen explained with pro-
fessional pride
"Oh, yeah? Well, when are you
coming home to do your duty by
the rest of your famlly?"
I'm not coming, Mike. You seem
to be getting along better without
me than when I was there"
Who said SOP" he growled
Never, even as girl, had Ellen
Mcclure been coquettish. She didn't
know the meaning of the word. But
she actually tossed her head in the
pretty new hat as she asked. well,
haven't you? I've been going in
once a week to clean things up and
Mary says you're getting along fine"
your place is at home" he re-
peated. There was no cause for
your running away in the first place.
Certainly no excuse for your stay
ing away now"
He looked at her with more long
ing that he had ever displayed.
The kids need YOU" he said.
Treasure needed me worse"
Ellen reminded him. And she's
been good to me as none of the rest
Of you ever were. Just remember
that, Mike Mcclure"
She was conscious of a feeling
of pity for him as he stalked on
but she knew it was undeserved.
After the way he had treated her
he deserved everything that was
coming to him and every one in the
neighborhood would have agreed.
Public sentiment was for her as
Mike knew very well. Just the same
she had felt kind of sorry for him"
as she confessed to Treasure when
she returned home.
Don't be silly, Manual You don't
owe him anything"
1T seemed queer to be talking
with him like that. He must have
changed" Ellen argued. He didn't
roar at me once"
He couldn't very we'll in the
middle of Fillmore-st, Treasure re-
minded her.
That's right, too, "sEllen admitted
but she still felt there had been
chastened look in Mixes eye that
she had never seen there before.
And now Treasures days we're
filled with engagements
The telephone rang constantly.
There were conversations about re-
hearsals and broadcasting. Words
Ellen had never heard before be-
came familiar terms.
OLIVER S orchestra was on the
~ air three times a week and.
just as he had predicted, a contract
had been offered them for the first
OF the year from one of the largest
hotels in San Francisco.
And this will mean twice as
much money for you, kid" Oliver
promised with shining eyes.
Through it all Treasure herself
remained unchanged. All the credit
for her miraculous good fortune was
given to Oliver. If it hadn't been
for his wonderful idea she would
never have been able to convince
any one else that she could sing.
Il wouldn't have believed it my
self" she told him. Il shall be
grateful to you all the rest Of my
life"
Don't think I'm not grateful for
your gratitude Oliver smiled. But
its quite unnecessary"
She was singing several other
songs now, wearing evening gowns
which satisfied Ellen's maternal
eyes, but the hit Of the. evening was
still her appearance in the old black
suit singing their theme song. Oliver
had had it copyrighted and offers
to publish it had been received. 1t
was almost like a fairy story. Treas
ure thought, wishing that her grand
mother might know the luck her
magic had brought.
But for some reason she could
not explain Treasure shrank from
publicity. When it became neceS-
sary to use her name she asked Oil
yer to choose one for her.
Treasure MCGUIRE isn't so hot,
E3aYE1N