Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, February 6, 1923, Page 8

PAGE EIGHT BY OTTWELL BINNS, “A MATING IN THE WILDS. IN! “When will that be?” interrupted Joy ‘i acknell smiled. ‘There 1 I thought I might winte up here—that is !f you are agreeable.” She looked at him reproachfully “You know—" “Wait! You have not heard et thing, J Down the river I passed the missionary priest, Father Doh- erty. I ventured to persuade him to break the journey at the Lodge, and he agreed to do so. It was very au- dactous of me—" “Why should {t be audacious? Travellers are always welcome at North Star.” | “We he answered smilingly, “ho is a priest you know. For a couple of seconds she looked STALLMENT NO. 13. at him wonderingly., then compre-| hension came to her, and a blush} mantled her face. i “It was very audacious of you,” slic] sald. “Very! But—but— But what?" he asked. | glad that —that— “That Father Dorherty is a priest."'} As he stooped to kiss her she 2 “When will Father “Tomorrow, I think.” | ‘And we shall have a winter honey. moon at North Star!” As she spoke the boatsmen’s song drifted to them. “Til I go forth and bring it home, And enter and close my door— | Row along, row along home, cl, ci!” i THE END. A Tale of Mystery, Treas ure, BY NORMAN Author of Love and the Sra. SPRINGER “T he Blood Ship.” INSTALLMENT NO. ONE Tt is a cruel thing to shut up a young man between the four walls of an office, when that young man is romantic, heart-hungry, and 23. it is especially cruel, when the walls are lined with dull tomes of legal lore and adorned with pictures of even duller-iooking legal lights, as were the walls of Josiah Smatt's of- fice. The window was Martin Blake's safety-valve. For a year, he had been Josiah Smatt's retainer, keeper of the outer office, slave of writs and all the musty forms of law. It was the view that gave him succor. The window was on the tenth flour, and through it Martin had a magnificent view—the broad sweep of San Francisco bay and the opening to the Golden Gate. It was @ canvas’ that never wore out, and upon 1% Martin painted bold da} Greams, “Mr. Smatt fs in, perhaps?" The softly spoken words shattered a castle in Spain, Martin swung about, and found himself eyeing an odd figure, though become a familiar one to Martin these past few weeks —a Japaneso dandy. Silk-hatted frock-coated, and a brown, unwrin- kled face that spoke of anywhere be: 30 and 60 years. orders were explicit; Mr. d see Dr. Ichi without de. eliminary , whenever Dr. Ichi favored the office with a visit So Martin inclined his head to- ward the door of Smatt’s private o' fice, The Japanese Cisappeared with in Smatt’s sanctum. Martin turned to his window again. B nd he could not conjure it back again. What menner of client was this Dr. Ichi? Martin had not seen a single scrap of p t his bright day dream was fled, | per, nor had Smatt/ tomed to book-agents of strange guise. But the voice! A rich, throaty tenor with not @ squeak init. The man’s discourse was like a song. Martin found his gaze upon the hand that held the bovk. That hand!| Surely no .book-agent ever possessed | such a hand—brown-backed, big and muscular, plainly the hand of an out: door man, Where the sleeve fell away from the wrist Martin’ glimpsed the | blue of a tattooed figure. A sailor's hand? “Possible to make offer only be cf great advertising campaign! cu reap advantage free of charge. | ; You merely subscribe to Coleman's ; Weekly—10 cents a week, cents} | month, price of magazine—wonder-| | ful Compendium of Universal Knowl- eCge costs you absolutely nothing—"! Tho hunchback pattered on. Book agent or no, Martin conceded he had the technique of the craft. at his | tongue's tip. | His eyes—suddenly, |aware of the peculiar behavior of the other's eyes. They were roving about the office from point to point, as if the fellow were endeavoring to fix in his mind every feature of the ca Martin was} room. But most often, Martin no- | ticed his gaze rested upon the door to Smatt’s private office, through which came at Intervals the hoar murmur of Smatt!s voice. One, the murmur, came a few words in Ichi's clipped and even tones “Plan—good—have caution — pro. ceed |The hunchback ceased talking! Martin felt almost sorry as\ he de- ciinec the greatest offer of the cen tury, though the purveyor of knowl- edge took tho refusal easily. | “Blake, come here It was this bellow that checked the book agent's flow of words and >| overhe SPARKY~ QUIT TOSSING. : AROWNO ANDO Ger a SLEEP = REMEMBER THE” HAMBURGER STAKES” (s “T-0-™-0-R-R-o-w AND Nou Gotvs GE w Now. Ctose Those BROWN EYES AND RELAK SHP_ GRINDING Axo Good ‘MGurs ISK. CONDTTion' Che Casper Dailp Cribune 9} BARNEY GOOGLE-- i ‘The Lady of North Star UTHOR OF % 14900 ar Stake . TOO 3 MY ote ee 112 TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1923." By Billey De Beck |. ~How Do You Uke MY Hew Corrure — ? —T'S ONE OF Tie calest From — Looks UIKE —were wee! Ate Douro Cooyruer MY Temuwe IME menced, Smatt. “At 10 <tc night, exactly, you will enter as loon situated on the « r of ¢ et and ort saloon, named with Spulvedo, taki ard. and you to Capt ry person, 004, Spulv lead yuu into Captain Carew's pres Under no cumstances will you celiver this ope, to other than You may identi him by his nce. He is a large blond man, with a deep voice. speaks with «the words cated man. A star is t upon the back of his right | GASOLINE ALLEY —TO SPEAK OR NOT TO SPEAK | al === Cerrar LOOK, SKEEZIX— THERE'S MRS. BLOSSOM UP IN HER WINDOW, WAVE YouR 4a) "Rilz SOMETHING MUST A Happened To \T UtuAT WOMAN 1S COMING BEFORE THE JUDGE TOMORROW. WHAT CAN 1DO? 1 CAN'T TELL EVERYTHING=NET HOW CAN 1 SAY ANN THING AND NOT TELL ALL? WALT THINK IF HE KNEW WHAT | WAS) KEEPING FROM HIM? OH ! VE GOT TO TELL RIGHT ! MUST TEEL. 1CAN'T KEEP QUIET ANY LONGER! | COULD STAY AWAY—NO,NEVER! 'M GOING TO SEE THIS THING > THROUGH! | MUST COME OUT dropped a single hint, concerning the| startled Martin into activity. Mr. 2 ‘To make your {dentification doub- case. It was mysterious. | Smatt did not like to be kept walting. Much of Smatt’s time was taken| “Sorry,” sald Martin to the hunch-|ly sure, you ‘will use this precaution: | up with cases Martin knew nothing|back, “but I'm. called ‘in there.| When you approach Carew you wil! [~~~ about, with clients who appeared to| Couldn't use your book anyway.” ‘I wish to see you on the Ha- shun the daylights of the courts.| ‘Oh, that's all right," responded| kodate business.’ He will respond, | ‘The Nippon Trading company, for|the other airily. ‘It is time that business was settled. | z “ 2 | instance! Martin knew Smatt was . . . . Did the Chief send you?" Then interested in a company of that] Martin, standing before Smatt's! will deliver the envelope to him. Now 2 ot = HAROLD TEEN—SILLY IS GONNA COST HAROLD SOME JACK! Hal HES GONNA BE AN ExPENSive JEUY | BEAN TO CULTIVATE, Gad Tee Youre 4 REGLAR GuY- AY BUDDIES CALL Hows Yow. HAH? IM. FLAT= \Cou_d YLET ME (F Youre SWEET ON THAT Neus ENGLISH TEACHER, YouoHTA CULNVATE THAT BIMGo OVER THERE ~THATS Ha, svevEstere Ou Top— HAROLD Teens MY NAME" NOTHIN’ Uke. GETTIN ACQUAINTED? oe HoH? DONT AL ME svivester- CHoP IT AND a oO | Sey Winenay'! GIT ME A PAIR OF OARS AN! CALL TH’ fT PLUMBER- QUICK! OH GOSH! THERE'S ALWAYS SOME KIND’A TROUBLE POPPIN’ UP IN THIS SUPERINTENDENT JOB “THE TENANTS ARE uae SMERES nO PLUMBER noTuin'} i WATER RUNNING! : : 1 CAN FIX TH “His great hands reached toward Martin. T here was annihilation in his eye.” | | pany, that DP , desk, discovered himself to be the; repeat in full my instructions.” business wit ubject of a searching scrutiny from| It seemed to Martin, as ho reen two pairs of eyes. Both Smatt and/ tered the outer office, that the room’s| the window and| Dr Ichi, the latter seated at the had the Indefinable tinge of very} t to have a sec rs right hand, were critically ent occupancy. When he em-/ « tor, « : He was ting the tal, gooClooking| ged from the pitivate office, he| clad, t hat,| young fellow who faced them, | seemed to bo reading upon some-| es tor him an| “Blake, yet to execute alone's heels, so to ak. | lly His face! missic tonight,” said] . eas, . was plea a snub! Sn A night of bright stars, but no/ something soft, something allve. “Heyand husky voice. “Ow, I'm in al them ail? There is one in this build-| blue peaked exp, and he explained| The big fellow muttered to himself. i nose, @ eyes be.) Martin inclined his head in under-|fhoon. A sharp, windy night. Hel swung about with words of apology} proper ‘fix, I am. Ow, where ‘as|ing. Have you visited it? that he avas bosun of the Brig Co-] Ho was evidently delving into the neath a forehead. | standing ecuting missions at/ shivered even beneath his overcoat,| on his tongue for the prior occupant] ¢. gor timaelf to!. I've gone an’ lost| ‘In this building! Ow, swiggle me clouded reaim of memory. : edlately need to! night-time for Mr. Smatt was a not the air tasted good and fresh. | of the shelter. Billy. Can't. find ‘im,/can’t| Stiff. lad, let's go ‘ave a wet!" were walking up “It was them blighted brown t her er Mcohnmon. caxcetiace, “Gnas teoul seus rits mounted. Was he| yng startied ‘gazd encountered al Uttle Billy. © * town. T've| Inside the barroom tin selzed continued. , he swore suddenly, “What : ‘ > stra corners) of (the: city th on an errand cf/soaa back. A man stooc there in| find ‘imein the bloomin’ town. Tive| . oi inc,.to take stock of the fellow. | Judges, And inst nf : ‘ c something might! tye far corner of tho doorway, his| looked in a thousand bleedin’ pub, I] to gathered an impression of size| kay was what wo get ‘im Th k feature happen to a on such a night'| back to the street, his head seeming-| ‘ave, and I can’t find Little Billy cna fadhean, Who, the, iian’ aniathhlel ttle mate's bi 7 iho: ‘tite of the, cent He No atree ss in sight at the| i. owed in his arms, A man of such; ‘The words mumbled out alden| stand six feet and a half in his bcots.| 80 We #toys into a piace or two to| they + It was. that rere" : oxner and withdrew to the| sige proportions, that Martin, but| with a‘cohol. A-son of Anak! And. his head! He| talk it over.. Swiggle mo stiff, could| tasted s say t Jesk a well-stu friendly lee iglebaum’s saloon.| +5 inches less than six fest himself, eer up. .there, are many more|wae afire. A red face, a mustache fave bezun more innercent?| I, as. tox ; acavtic wii Son cee ee wae nk qoormay th search of | felt ke a pigmy in comparison. than @ thousand saloons. in this city,” | that bristled, a thatch of brick:rec | Just Goins to buy, a bolkay, tha Japany ack! Mar- Wor at the o eas tole Captats back tnt retreat and biaiied ‘against “O™, swiggle me!” rumbied a deep ired Martin. “You have not tried! hair that protruded\from benetah al f (Continued on Page Nine.