Evening Star Newspaper, April 22, 1921, Page 29

4 i { i ! FEATURE PAGE." THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., FRIDAY, APRIL 22, 192I. wondered who he was. It had been one of the men who sat round the FEATURE PAGE. 29 They were very ‘would be. It was a dormer window, and to an active man access to the . were those cubs. roof was easy. Without an instant's| table—of that he was tolerably cer- They look good enough to eat” hesifiition he abandoned all thoughts | tain. But which ....? Was it the thought B as he stood up at the of retreat; and when two excited men | frightened bunnyy or the Russian, or foot of the tree looking up at Boxer rushed into the room he was firmly the gentleman With the bloodshot and Woof-Woof. “They would make conced, wih his legs astride of the | eye? The only comfort was that who- & very od dinner. They have no ridge of the window, not a yard from | ever it had been, the world would not business here. anyway. Tve been liv- their heads. be appreciably the poerer for his sud- ing on roots and such things o long_ Securely hidden in the shadow, he|den decease. The only regret was that a little fresh meat would taste] watched the subsequent proceedings|that it hadn't been dear Henry.... He ®ood. 1f 1 go up after them I can do Why Not Have Your with genial toleration. A raucous bel-| had a distaste for Henry which far two things once—rid the Green low from the two men announced that | exceeded his dislike of Peterson. Forest of troublegome pair ot ELECTRIC FAN they had discovered his line of es-| “He's not over there.” Peterson's 1 get & good dinner. ] Ofled and Cleanea Now? cape; and, in half a minute the gar- | voice came to him from below. ~And believe T do it We Call for It and Return It. den was full of hurrying figures. One. | we've wasted time enough as it is.” Of course, this was very dreadful: Estimates on calm and impassive. his identity be-[ ‘The men had gathered together in but you know Buster didnt know that rayed only by the inevitable cigar,|a group, just below where Hugh was : e : . |those cubs were his own. They meant HOUSE WIRING stood by the garden door, apparently |sitiing, vidently awaiting further or- The Twins Take to a Tree., ':.0 "\:;:n'"x;‘m'; o ""L‘:“n"”' o o miho e Ihan [ etek (Sak- 5 ing no part in the game; Laking- | ders. = L EEL NG iy J1 8 S e twins sudd yor oW he wouldn't [ Mepairy] GIven Eveo REG- U.S. PATENT OFFICE ton, blind with fury, was running| “Do you mean to say we've lost the BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. | AR Rl 1 an instant {0 kobl Call North 2153 ;’;“:flfm‘:asmall‘l circles, cursing every-|young swine again?’ said Lakington Run while yon may, nor hesi {first time they did just o "‘,‘1 e eicer . Copyright, 1921, by the International Syndicate.) e rtially. i angrily. Lest you should prove to be ¢ % L hey 2 | B roked all aro Modern Electric Shop Gl it canthe car js still theres A man| Not lost—mercly mislaid murs e, ear. [IRINE. For a second or two they|sure that no one saw } e up to Peterson, and Hugh heard [ mured Peterson. “The more I see of e g % ; shtened surprise: cat claws into 1411 You St. N.W SARCOPHAGUS PROVES PUZZLE, SO the words distinctly’ i e mrora do T admire his ine| Mrs. Bear is a very wise mother. then they turned and ran. climb, MOST EXCELLENT “Then he's probably over at Ben- | itiative One of the first things she taught her | Do sou think it queer that the twi £, 1920 by T. W, Burgess ) J. T. C. MEMBERS HEAR ALL ABOUT IT|tons house. I'will go and see.” o tonanonted: twins was that safety 15 the first and | G102, KDOW their own fatser: Hugh watched the thick-set, mas. sive figure stroll down towards the wicket gate, and he laughed gently Tt wi hat damned fool Ivolsky" own fault,” he snarled; “why didn' he keep still as_he was told to do?" most important thing. Then she | Buster Bear didn-t know hi |dren? taught them that it is better to run | rever s own chi ha Just rememt b n him and he ha Baked Trout With Sauce. 1S ‘ VYOS N to himself. ' Then he grew serious| “Why, indeed” returned Peterson.|away from possible danger than to | ypVer Secn him and P e SLot fourwith e AT < again, and with a slight frown he | his cigar glowing red. “And Im afrald | wait to make sure of the danger. months after chey W SR e A e e ‘SFI“GERATORS pulled out his watch and peered at it. |we shall never know. He is very| .o p. 5 v | haan't be wt fro: 5 t s b trout and let Half-past 1—two more hours be-(dead” He turned towards the| o harm comes of running away,”|BAdmt heen oxt from under that ot jfor- sevoratiboura: thel plabe ® PORALL PURPOSES e e ol e e | inacali St om ot hec g |1 fand S Svers) o ey pace s he wanted to explore the house from | ment, gentlemen, for tonight. I think |teen in e e e (S eyl g MLES 8 A complete line of tors for ol on top: especially he wanted to have | you ecan all go to bed. st M e e Lo e of celery root and one table- purposes carried in stock for fmmedia‘e a Jook at the mysterions central|’ Tk ors st boo ot veu watching the st. Mother Bear had warned him | spoonful of butter. Bake for one- [ e s Coyesd Lt 3 re are two of yo! 3 v from that windfall and | half hour. Strain the sauce and just "-“mi room of which Phyllis had spoken to|car, aren't there?” demanded Laking- BonE S 14 Meat Masket him—the room where Lakington kept | ton: ' W e ool So. Boxer and|Wnters asnfing it o the fabie thltk- 'McCRAY REFRIGERATOR CO. Ml ton. Woof-Woof had known nothing about | en it with one egg yolk: add some But_until the excited throng below went indoors. it was un- safe to move. Once out of the shadow any one would be able to see him crawling over the roof in the moon- “Rossiter and Le Grange,” answered a voice. Peterson paused by the door. “My dear Lakington. it's Buster Be: nothing Now, when Buster sa not knowing thev were r and Buster had known | cream and a little table sauc n Office, 807 H. Street, N. W.. ' "elephone Franklin 5371 those cubs his owr quite Lobster in Pastry Shells. necessary You underrate that young was filled with sudde: light. A e . Fill_some pastry shells with the At times the thought of the helpless| He disappeared into the house. and { Forest. H coen Forest | following mixture: Make « Wwhite man for whose death he had in one|the others followed Slowly. For the AR T e fwo (ablespoonfy d thicke nfuls of ber and add one « has boiled until it pour it over the with 1 da a h of rt way been responsible recurred to him, and he shook his head angrily. It had been necessary, he realized; you can carry some one upstairs in a normal house without him having his neck broken—but till....And then he ing i time being Hugh was safe, and with a | gh of relief he stretched his ramped limbs and lay back against the wloping roof. If only he had dared to light a cigarette. (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) HOME NURSING AND HEALTH HINTS young Bears were likely u great deal of trouble Anvway, would need lot of food would mean that it a much harder for him to atisfy his own big anp r the first surprised growled. It was growl deep down in his thr, twins heard it as they started to run wful sound they | For Your Floors Whe smooth lobs —_—— Yellow Cream Soup. and it was the e e had heard. | ook three carrots until tender. STRA]GH:P TO THE h‘bAREST TALL ! Straight to the nearest tall tree ran| Press through a colander. Heat two BY M. JESSTE LEFICH. TREE RAN THE TWINS. the twins, and up they scrambled. [czg yolks w nd add a cupful of Chatterer the Red Squirrel could hard- | condensed cream. Into this mixture said she, “but if you wait you may ly have gone up th . tree faster. | stir four cupfuls of boili water omehow they felt safer in a tree nd the carrots. Add one level tea- Washington. |lcan eagle. On the sides are two o > discover your danger too late to run. e 5 ste of celery salt, a o gt Replacing the Trundle Bed. liever in draughts.” interpolated Mrs. {1y 15 better to run away a hundred l'an on the ground. ~Buster Bear|spoonful of celery salt. a pinch of images of children, we would call fnagesRof IRl dron W el would (call | walked over to the foot of the tree|salt and two tablespoonfuls of ovster Murphy. and lnoked up at the cubs. They were | cocktail dressing: serve hot. 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On each end is an animal that looks a lot like the great Amer- they are holding up great wreaths strung across their shoulders. Hang- ing from these wreaths are what look like bunches of bananas, for they look too large for grapes. In each droop of the festoons is a face of a woman carved in the stone. In the center of tha top is what was | once another carving of a face, but not enough is left to give me an yidea of what the person looked like. | The corners of the sarcophagus are | beginning to drop away and I sup- pose in another three or four thou- sand years it will all be dust. RUSSELL BURKE, The Travelog Bo: P. S—I am going to make a visit to the big post office and write you all about how the mail is handled. Do you know what happens to a let- ter after you have put it in the post office? A Novel of Mystery, (Continued from Yesterday’s Star.) “Have you ever Seen a woman skinned alive?” he howled, wildly, thrusting his face forward at Hugh. “Have you ever seen men killed with the knotted rope; burned almost to death and then set free, charred and mutilated wrecks? But what does it matter provided only freedom comes, as it has in Russia. Tomorrow" it will be England; in a week the world. ... Even if we have to wade through rivers of blood up to our throats, nevertheless it will come. And in the end we shall have a new earth.” Hugh lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair. It seems a most alluring program,” he murmured. “And I shall have much pleasure in recommending you as manager of a babies’ creche. 1 feel certain the little ones would take to you instinctively.” He half closed his eyes, while a gen- eral buzz of conversation broke out round the table. Tongues had been loosened, wonderful ideals conjured up by the Russian’s inspiring words; and for the moment he was forgotten. Again and again the question ham- mered at his brain—what in the name of Buddha had Peterson and Laking- ton to do Wwith this crowd? Two in- tensely brilliant, practical criminals mixed up with a bunch of ragged- trousered visionaries, who, to all in- tents and purposes, were insane. = Fragments of conversation struck his ears from time to time. The in- timidated rabbit, with the light of battle in his watery eye, was declaim- ing on the glories of workmen's coun- cils; a bullet-headed man who looked like a down-at-the-heels racing tout was shouting an inspiring battle-dry about no starvation wages and work for all. “Can it be possible,” thought Hugh, grimly, “that such as these have the power to control big destinies?’ And then, because he had some experience of what one unbalanced brain, whose owner could talk, was capable of achieving: because he knew some- thing about mob psychology, his half- contemptuous amusement changed to a bitter foreboding. “You fool!” he cried suddenly to the Russian; and every one ceased talking. “You poor damned boob! You —and your new earth! In Petrograd today bread is two pounds four shill- ings a pound; tea, fifteen pounds a pound. Do you call that freedom? Do you suggest that we should wade to that, through rivers of blood?” He gave a contemptuous laugh. “I don’t know which distresses me most, your maggoty brain or your insanitary ap- perance.” Too surprised to speak, the Russian sat staring at him, and it was Peter- son who broke the silence with his suave voice. “Your distress, I am glad to say, is not likely to be one of long duration, he remarked. “In fact, the time has come for you to ire for the night, my young friend, He stood up, smiling, then he walk- ed over to the bell behind Hugh and rang it “Dead or mad—T wonder which.” He threw the end of his cigar into the grate as Hugh rose. Vhile we de- liberate down here on various mat- ters of importance we shall be think- is_to say, if you get there. I see that Laking- ton is even now beginning to gloat in pleasant anticipation.” Not a muscle on the soldier’s face twitched; not by the hint of a look did he show the keenly watching au- dience that he realized his danger. He might have been an ordinary guest preparing to go to bed, and in Peter- son’s face there shone for a moment a certain unwilling admiration. Only Lakington's was merciless, with its fiendish look in anticipation, and Hugh stared at him with level eyes for a while before he turned toward the door hen T will say ‘Good-night, " remarked. casually. “Is it room that I had last time?" “No.” sald Peterson. “A different one —specially prepared for you. If you get to the top of the stairs a man will show you where it is." He opened the door and stood there smiling. And at that moment all the lights went out. hig ‘The darkmess could be felt, as real darkness Inside a house alwxys can be felt. Not the faintest glimmer Bull-Dog Drummond BY CYRIL McNEILE (“Sapper™) (Cepyright, 1921, by Geerge H. Doraa Os.) H Love and Adventure. even of grayness showed anywhere, and Hugh remained motionless, won- dering what the next move was going to be. Now that the night's ordeal had commenced, all his nerve had returned to him. He felt ice cold; and as his powerful hands clenched and un- clenched by his sides, he grinned faintly to himself. Behind him in the room he could hear an occasional movement in one of the chairs, and once from the hall outside he caught the sound of whi: pering. He felt that he was sur- rounded by men, thronging in on him from al! sides, and suddenly he gave a short laugh. Instantly silence set- tled;"strain as he would he could not hear a sound. Then very cautiously he commenced to feel his way toward the door. Outside a car went by honking dis- cordantly, and with a sort of cynical amusement he wondered what its oc- cupants would think if they knew what was happening in the house so near them. And at that moment some one brushed past him. Like a flash Hugh's hand shot out and gripped him by the arm. The man wriggled and twisted, but he was powerless as a child, and with another short laugh Hugh found his throat with his other hand. And again silence settled on the room. . . . Still holding the unknown man in front of him, he reached the foot of the stairs, and there he paused. He had suddenly remembered the mys- terious thing which had whizzed past his head that other night, and then clanged suddenly into the wall beside him. He had gone up five stairs when it happened, and now with his foot on the first, he started to do some rapid thinking. I, :.\.asl’e(erson had kindly assur- ed him, they proposed to ‘try and send him mad, it was unlikely that they would kill him on the stairs. At the same time it was obviously an implement capable of accurate adjust- ment, and therefore it was more than likely that they would use it to frighten him. And if they did—if they did .The unknown man wriggled feebly in his hands, and a_ suddén unholy look came on to Hugh's face. “It's the only possible chance,” he said to himself, “and if it's you or laddie, 1 guess it's got to be you With a quick heave he jerked the man_ off his feet, and lifted him up till his head was above the level of his own. Then clutching him tight, he commenced to climb. His own head was bent down, somewhere in the region of the man's back, and he took no notice of the feebly kicking legs. Then at last he reached the fourth step, and gave a final adjustment to his semi-conscious burden. He felt that the hall below was full of men. and suddenly Peterson’s voice came to him out of the darkness. “That is four, Capt. Drummond. What about the fifth step?’ “A very good-looking one as far as I remember,” answe'ed Hugh. ‘T'm just going to get on to it.” “That should prove entertaining.'” remarked Peterson. “I'm just going to_switch on the current.” Hugh pressed his head even lower in the man's back and lifted him up another three inches. “How awfully jolly?” he murmured. hope the result will please you. “T'd stand quite still if T were you, said_Peterson suavely. “Just listen. As Hugh had gamb®d on. the per- formance was designed to frighten. Instead of that, something hit the neck of the man he was holding with such force that it wrenched him clean out of his arms. Then came the clang beside him, and with a series of omi- nous thuds a body rolled down the wtairs into the hall below. “You fool” He heard Lakington's voice, shrill with anger. “You've killed him. Switch on the light.. But before the order could be ca: ried out Hugh had disappeared, like a great cat. into the darkness of the passage above. It was neck or noth- ing; he had at the most a minute to et clear. As luck would have it the first room he darted into was empty and he flung up the window and peered out. A faint, watery moon showed him a_twenty-foot drop on to the grass, and witiiout hesitation he flung his legs over the sill. Below a furlous hubbab was going on; steps were al- ready rushing up the stairs. He heard Peterson's calm voice, and Laking- ton's hoarse with rage, shouting in- articulate orders. And at that moment something prompted htm to leok up- Tt was enough—that one leok: he had always been mad, he always about a wee baby that has no bed or basket or bassinet of its own. And it was so with the small Mur- phy baby. It was not, as the mother explained, wiping soapsuds off her crimson arms, that the child was unwelcome. Indeed, it was welcome. But what with Dennis so far behind with his coal bill and the other small children eating them out of house and home, it was little enough they had left, with the doctor's bill and all. There was a cradle once. But where it was, “divil a thin” did she know. And went back to her tub. And the visitor who had brought her wash to the Murphy house on the flats hesitated as she looked into the small, clean bedroom where, on a well washed patchwork quilt of the rising sun design, the small Murphy baby lay marooned, surrounded by pillows lest she should roll off the bed, as even quite small babies have been known to do. Mother Kept Very Busy. ‘With her tub on a bench under the grape vines outside the door, Mrs. Murphy was thus enabled to keep one eye on the infant and another on the small children who were scrambling about in the dandelion fluff in the back yard. “l was thinking that if you could take a clothes basket, Mrs. Murphy, I mean if you could spare one— clothes baskets make wonderful baby beds.” The visitor was a woman of ideas. “Do they, now? And I should think they would, too. I never seem to get around to doing my own thinking.” And Mrs. Murphy, taking her arms out of the wash tub, leaned against the sun-warmed wall of her little house. “First take the basket and wash it well, or, if you wish, enamel it white. It looks quite elegant, enameled.” “Do you suppose, pink, now—how would pink look?” breathed Mrs. Mur- phy. “Pink would look like a rose. “I love white, myself, but it's your baby bed, of course,” the visitor said. nd then yYou must have a nice, firm pillow that is not too soft. 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And won't you let me donate a perfectly darling little tack- The down for the baby's bed? It's white down with pink wool. I made it for the church sale, but I was very slow and the sale was all over by the time I had it finished.” Miss Elizabeth was smiling as she started off down the walk. ‘Sure, now, and it's kind of you,” said Mrs. Murphy. T mever. be thanking you enough, Miss Elizabeth, | dear, for “telling me about such a wonderful cot. It's itching my fin- gers are to be starting it right oft this minute. And as soon @s I have this tubfull of linen pinned on the and as soft as thistledown, all tacked ‘. line, Tll be getting after that old|p ,s ] basket with a can of white paint and setting it out in the sun to dry.” And when Miss Elizabeth passed that way again, bringing with her the pink-and-white tack-down that was indeed as soft as thistledown, the littlest Murphy baby was snug- gled into the most perfect little bed imaginable. 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