The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-04-04

LneIb ID q SOl ABOUT my age. feBsg
has been attending a finishing
school in the east but after We met
Christmas she refused to go back
ON your account, Of course?"
"Oh, darling, please don't be sar-
castle! Don't you suppose it hurts
me to have to give you up?"
Hurts you?" she repeated begin
ming to laugh. Suddenly to her
utter chagrin tears were streaming
down her face. L despise you,
she sobbed.
His handsome mouth quivered as
if she had struck him.
You don't mean that. Irene. You
can't. If you weren't so angry you
would understand how much is at
stake. It's the chance of a life
time, you know that What is our
own personal happiness compared
with what can learn working with
Stephen Reagan?"
Take me home, Bart. Please!'
Not until we've had dinner" he
objected. Wen both feel better
when we've had something to eat.
His professional sounding tone
dried the tears on her cheeks out
the idea of food nauseated her.
Il don't want anything" she in
sisted.
On their way home he ventured
the prediction that she would meet
some one who would make her an
infinitely better husband.
Il shall never marry" she stated.
Neither shall 1 go on with my
nursing"
What will you do then?"
The hospital, any hospital, would
be haunted by the ghost of their
dead love, but high in blue
sky an airplane darted in and out
of billoWy clouds. And in that mo-
ment of her great need an idea came
to her.
I'll be an air hostess" she de-
cided.
THERE was no use arguing with
Il her about it. Irene's heart
seemed to have contracted into a
hard shell of determination. Re-
fusing to think of her broken en-
gagement, she now concentrated
every waking moment on her reso-
luton to become an air hostess.
In vain her mother, married at
II and still a child at heart, re-
minded her of the danger involved
Incurably sentimental and timid
Elizabeth was afraid for her daugh-
ter to fly. Her father, a railroad
man for almost 80 years, had nc
liking for aviation and said So But
her younger sister Betty. and 90
year-old brother Sam, thought it
would be simply grand"
How will you go about it?" Betty
demanded, all eyelashes and en-
thuSiaSm.
Irene had ideas about that, too
She had had time during the Sleep
less night which followed the ride
with Bartlett to plan her entire
future.
I'm going to talk with DR.. Will
liamS about it," she replied. Hell
be able to tell me what to do"
On her way to his office she
stopped at a sub station to mail a
tiny box to DR.. Bartlett Ralston. 1t
contained the jade ring he had
given her. That dear little ring he
had purchased in Chinatown on one
of their rare evenings together, say
ing, Il wish it were an emerald,
darling! Some day it will be-"
She was remembering this as she
stated her case to DR.. Williams. The
chief-of staff of the hospital from
which she had just graduated
frowned at her request.
Whats the trouble, Irene?
Afraid you won't have any
patients?"
Il want to get away from them
for while" she evaded.
Private nursing is no bed of
roses" he agreed. But it has its
compensations. How long have you
had this idea of wanting to f1y?"
Since yesterday" she admitted
flushing.
Ever been up?"
mol"
Then how do you know you'll
like it?"
Il don't. But at least it will get
me away from the hospital"
His keen eyes glanced at her.
What does Bartlett think about
it?"
1t was the first inkling she had
that any one but Pete Evans sus-
pected their engagement, but, since
he did. she might as we'll be frank
about it.
Its nothing to him what I do"
Listen to me, young lady, he
said, IF you're going into this
merely because of some silly quar-
rel
Irene lifted candid eyes.
I'm mott" she said, sadly.
Bartlett is going to marry an
other girl. Oh, please, Dr. Will
iams, won't you help me get away?"
Impressed by her earneStness he
finally advised her to telephone the
air line and make an appointment.
After she had gone he did some
telephoning himself. Irene never
suspected how many wires had been
pulled to obtain the customary 10
days trial for her ahead of dozens
of other applicants.
Yet that first flight was a dis
appointment. Unable to sleep the
night before, she arrived at the air.
port apprehensive and nervous. San
Francisco was blanketed in fog. She
could scarcely see across the street.
and buildings block away might as
we'll have been across the CONT
nent. The motor trip from the city
even at low speed seemed far more