The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-05-23

Crousore, first vice president;
George Dyer, second vice president;
Glenn Cruzon, recording secretary;
Henry Esky, treasurer; R. j. Roller,
corresponding secretary, and
Vaughn Cooke, auditor.
around a curve, the throbbing of in
Vulnerable motors as never ending
stream of cars swept along the
street. Hundreds of men and women
were already on their way to work
TTOW different it was from Mer-
L i rywood Hall, thought Gail,
brushing her sunny hair. There on
May morning like this the singing
of birds would be awaking her for
mer companions. Kicking off her
green velvet mules, she stepped into
a pair of smart street shoes.
Then, still wearing her green seer
sucker bathrobe, she walked toward
the window, and looked down on a
Kaleidoscope view of slate roofs,
rows of old brown sandstone houses,
tall loft buildings, and many stored
apartment houses separated by deep
canyons where gray streets and
traffic laden avenues meandered
through the city's maze.
Gail breakfasted alone, for she
was not yet acquainted with any of
the young business women who
comprised the population of the tall
clubhouse. At the tables around her
little groups of girls were coming
and going, pausing here and there
to call greeting to new arrivals or
wave gaily to others in more Sc
cluded corners of the large dining
room. Gail felt thrilled.
The atmosphere was so buoyant
Surely romance and adventure were
in the very air. Didn't the gay
laughter, the tantalizing smiles, and
snatches of whispered conversation
tell her so?
She rose from the table but as
she neared the door she came face
to face with girl whose vivid green
eyes and dusky hair Immediately set
her apart from all the others. She
gave Gail no friendly good morning,
but a cool stare which undoubtedly
she would have resented from less
intriguing character.
Il
"XXIoNDER who Natalie's gun
w ming for this morning?"
staggered rather petite blond to
the girl beside her who carelessly
shrugged her shoulders as the
green-eyed girl passed.
But had Gail not been in such
hurry to leave she might have
heard the blond girl exclaim, as her
eyes still followed Natalie, shes
looking us over again to see if
there's any newcomer worth getting
acquainted with" Her companion
answered, rather bitterly, Were all
workers here. She hasn't much
chance of getting into society
through any one she might meet in
this place."
Gail shifted the air as she stepped
into the street. Although there was
no fragrance of flowers around her,
and she missed the sweetness of
growing things, it felt fresh. Perhaps
the rain in the night had washed
away some of the CRIME of the city.
CHE walked quickly, amazed to
~ see so many people on the
streets so early in the day. Then,
catching sight of a mail box, she
crossed the street and dropped a
letter into it. She noted the time
OF collection before she hurried
on, her lips parted in a smile.
Had Derek Hargreaves really
wanted to know the result of her
search for work, or was it only
politeness that had prompted him
to ask her to let him know how
she had had made out? Would she
hear from him, she wondered. or
was their meeting just one of those
accidental contacts that blossom
into friendship-perhaps romance
all at once, and then come to an
untimely end because there is no
second meeting?
Gail still was smiling as she
stepped down to the basement
court where the employees en-
trance to Nine. Lizett's shop was
located. Something seemed to tell
her she would see Derek again.
THIS the wrong entrance you'll,
Il be coming to here, young lady .
exclaimed Pat Murphy, the porter
Sure, tbs only the employees that
do be going in at this door," con-
tlnued the ruddy-faced old Irish
man, tipping his hat.
well, I'm one of Them" Gail
answered gaily.
"Begorra, then, It's my mistake,
though it's lady you bel" and he
flung the door open for her.
Down the dark passage Gail fol !.
lowed the other workers into small,
dressing room which was crowded
with lockers. She looked around.
1t was bedlam in the closely
packed room where girls were
changing their shoes, combing their
hair, adding another touch of lip
stick, and calling back and forth to
each other. until suddenly, some
one said, "Shush!" as Miss Caroiie
entered.
Miss Everett" she called, there's
the key for your locker. Use ST.
she added as Gail appeared.
THANK you," Gail answered;
j. but when she tried to open
the door, she could not move 1t.
Here. sister. let me show You