Evening Star Newspaper, May 3, 1921, Page 21

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FEATURE PAGE.’ THE EVENIT iR Boxer Starts Out to Get Even BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. 1 ‘Wait a minnte, count the Vasted time is time that's lost. 1 —Mrs. Bear. Boxer lay curled up in a corner of the bedroom under the great windfall, and there he sulked and sulked and sulked and tried to make himself belicve he he worst treated little Bear in all | the Great World. But sulking all alone 4en't any fun at all. No one can truly enjoy being sulky with no one to see it. &o. in spite of himsclf, Boxer soon | w ing_what his twin sister, Woof- Woof. and Mother Bear were doing. seen them start off toward the | Laughing Brook. and thous he Souldn’'t own up to it. even to himself, he wished that he was with them. He arly loved to play along the Laughing | 00kt | w ), When he’ could stand it no longer, Boxer stole out to the entrance and hi; head out from under the windfall. There he stood for the + time looking, listening, Everything looked just as u Were no strange sounds. The Little Breezes brought him no new gmells. There were no signs of Mother r and Woof-Woof. He didn't know Whether they had gone up the Laugl Brook or down the Laughing Brook. He tried to pretend that he didn't care where they were or what they were doing. But he didn't succeed. You know it fsn't often you can really and truly fool yourself. You may fool other people, but not yourself. So, after a while, Boxer gave up trying to pretend he didn’t care. And then sulkiness gave way to temper, bad temper. “I—I—Tll g0 'way, 'way off in the Great _World and never come back. Then 1 guess Mother Bear and Woof- Woof will be sorry and wish they had been good to me,” muttered Boxer. He stood up for an instant to look and listen. Then that silly little Bear scam- pered off as fast as he could go without paying any attention at all to his dire (Stion. His one thought was to get as as possible from the great windfall be fors Mother Bear should return. would show Mother Bear that he 100 big to be spanked and sent to bed. He would show Woof-Woof that he could take care of himself and didn't need to tag along after Mother Bear. So Boxer ran and ran until his little Megs grew tired. The only use he made | of his eyes was to keep looking behind him to see if Mother Bear was after A Novel of Mystery, D RAN T B0 _BOXER RAN A N HIS LITTLE LEGS GREW TIRE . i him. Not once did he use them to take | : % | wote of the way in which he was going, | At last the Boche made up his mind So it was that when at last he stopped fand went behind the chair. Hugh because his legs ached and he was out!felt him fumbling with tac rope, and of r;reg:l;‘e&g::r%ilf ‘fgmp{;::ls‘!lgf}: r{l:sth :mx urgent look of caution at as a 3 dn’t { the other two. know it then, but he was. He was to| “You'd better be careful, Heinrich,” find it out later. taliding to him. | IS, Femarked.“that none of the others | *elt a8 he rested, I guess Mother Bear | “he’ Govmar aare s Ul will be sorry she spanked me. And I{knor a grunted e Bl ess Woof -Woof will wish she hadn't | bmire Toa Sranted. pne English \ e O o Tade o of me.|2Wine had moments of brightness, | laughed at me and made fun of me. and he went over and closed the door. | Yoy ey L e S terY me Vil higs | Then he resumed. the operation of me to_look for 4= luntying the rope; and, since it was :'h'_‘f"n m*’er.fr'(hfln’ f";’: e '.'fi“hf’__rmrrormm behind the chair, he was even with them. T won't go home until | 15, 10 Position to see the look on .] ‘am as big as my father, Buster Bear. ; Drummond’s face. Only the two Ean R g s iy ey B spectators could see that, and they So Boxer rested and planned the won-had almost ceased breathing in their derful things he would do out in the | €XCitement. That he had a plan Great World and was glad he run {they knew: what it was they could away from home. You see, it was very IO €ven guess. pleasant there in the Green Forest and, | /Al 1ast the rope fell clear, and the after all, if he really wanted to he could | G¢rman sprang back. #0 back home. That is what he thought, | | “Put the case on the table,” he cried, | Ensway. You see. he hadn't the leasi | having not the slightest intention of 1dea yet that he was lost. (Copyright, 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) K said Hugh, “until Iyou undo my Then you shall LISTEN, WORLD! | {have it ! BY ELSIE ROBINSON. | (Continued from Yesterday’s Star.) in one hand; but the others, atching his face, saw that it was ined and tense. I'm never afraid of people whol . ¥ Esmotes;must have. Th it - 4 | German strove to speak conver envy me. Their envy is a sign that! tionally, but all the time I'm bringing home the bacon while | creeping nearer and nearer to th they'¥s ‘met. They may raiss rue-|back of the chalr. “Then yourls | undo, and you may go.” tions, but they do not merit deep! AlZy's warning cry rang out si-| consideration. with the lightning dart Nor am 1 greatly moved by flat- °f the bo 1e's hand, as he snatched . at the cigarette case over Drummond’s ‘terers. Flattery gargles pleasantly | spoulder. And then Drummond | while it's going down, but it has laughed a low, triumphant laugh. It ! {was the move he had been hoping | for, and the German's wrist was held | fast in his clike grip. His plan had succeeded And Longworth and Sinclair, who | \ many thingzs in their lives, the remembrance of which will be with them tiil their dying day, had | never seen and are never likely to| | f ! sce anything within measurable dis- {tance of what they saw in the next Slowly, inexorably arm was_ being t uttered ho t impoten arm broke, an lurched round the helpless in front of the soldier, who | still held the cigarette casein his left | hand i Moy saw Drummond open the cig tte case and take from it what ced iike 2 of wood. Then he in h and took out a matchbox contzining a numher of ! long thin splinters. And. having fit-| 1 one of th ; he put the ot With a quick heave rk the Gerr round a broken arm with his f And the two bound watche no deep significance. [sually folks® flatter because it's the to do, or because th opular thin vant or because they like to work | at H ‘es as he star Jaws. moaning boche, and w cerers ¢ hard and merciless ere was @ sharp, whistling hiss, § and the splinter flew from the tube rman’s face. It hung from k, and even the cease ent of his head failed to di the chap indifference me with his nose to ti t chap £ broken your arm. boche. don't S d a at length, “and no time ! u. I'm sorr: n " he it 1 wasn't particularly ar Lmust have nd But it_had to be done.” hardly conscious of owing to the pain ¢ kicking still bound to the iron grip on his lackened. And then : end. With heave the himself free, and fell F me t that survey my LI’ it xo it's a healthy get mad at the mandiin over the on the gas, doub!le they wa was dead 2 muttered Hugh, wiping “Poor brute!™ ' you without a'! «wh that blow-pipe affair?” s cried rsely. “Th tried to finish me with in st night,” answered Savory Pancakes. Hugh grimly, taking a_knife out of -es of flour, two eggs. | his waisteoat pocket. “Let us trust ul of salt. fourth of that none of his pals come in to look pper, half pint for him.” ion and on A minute later he stood up, only 4 parsley to sit down again abruptly, as his i lemon rind -&s gave way. They were numbed the flour ax. 1d stff with the hours he had spent batter with the in the same position, and for a while ry s usual to a he could do nothing but rub them | with his hands. till the blood return- could feel once more. owly and painfully, he tot s to the others and set as well. They were in an i them fre « n we ndition tha he had md as if Algy would * and again, So com- v Sketches from Life .. .. By Temple “Who Is It Writin® Such Trashy Stuff?" Bull-Dog Drummond BY CYRIL McNEILE (“Sapper”) (Copyright, 1921, ts George H. Doran Co.) | condition as if they we Quite loosely he was holding the |s {Algy. “At least two of 'em are awake | possession of the house, with strong forces at his beck and call, was a state of affairs which rendered him wimost speechless. “Up the stairs on your hands and knees,” he ordered, as they stood in the hall. “There are peculiarities about this staircase which require clucidation at a later date.” But the murderous implement which acted in conjunction with the fifth’| step was not in use, and they passed up the stairs in safety. | ““Keep your guns handy.,” whispered | Hugh. “We'll draw each room in turn till we find the girl.” (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) Love and Adventure. pletely sdead was his body from the waist downward. But, at length, aft- er what seemed an eternity to Drum- mond. who realized only too well that should the gang come in they were almost as helpless in their present still bound in their chairs, the other two recov- ered. They were still stiff and cramped—all three of them—but at any rate they could move; which was more than could be said of the Ger- an, who lay twisted and rigid on the | or. with his eyes staring up at ! them—a glassy, horrible stare. “Poor brute!” said Hugh again,! looking at him with a certain amount ! of compunction. “He was a miserable specimen—but still *"He shrug- s s. “And the contents ase arc half a dozen ten-bob Bradbury patched together with stamp paper!” | He swung round on his heel as if | dismissing the matter, and looked at | the other two. i “All fit now? Good We've got to | think what we're gbing to do, for | we're not out of the wood yet by two | or three miles.” I -t's get the door open, “and explore.” i ‘autiously they swung it open, and | The house was in. the hall was desért- | Cane Sugars Every member of the - American Sugar Family is protected by insur- ance, workmen's com- pensation and pensions. That they appreciate this is reflected in the fact that Dom?no quality is unquestion- ably supreme. American Sugar, Refining Company “Sweeten it with Domino™ " remarked | Switch out the light,” whispered ! Hugh. “We'll wander round.” They crept forward stealthily in the | daykness, stopping every now and. then to listen. -But no sound came to their ears: it might have been a house of the dead. | Suddenly Drummond, who was in' front of the other two, stopped with a | warning hiss. A light was streaming out from under a door at the end of a age, and, as they stood watch- | ing it, they heard a man’s voice com- ! ing from the same room. Some one| ¢lse answered him, and then there wa silence once more. At length Hugh moved forward| again, and the others followed. And | it’was not until they got quite close | to the door that a strange, continuous began to be noticeable—a noise | h came most distinctly from the | lighted room. It rose and fell with | monotonous regularity; at times it resembled bra: it died away to a gentle murmur, And ocea ally it was punctuated h a strangled snort. . . . | “Great Scott!” muttered Hugh, ex- itedly, “the whole boiling bunch are £ . or T'll eat my hat.” | Then who was it who spoke?" said Granulated, Tablet, Powdered Confectioness, Brown Golden S, band—at others | Tight enough.” And, as if in answer to his ques- tion, there came the voice again from inside the room. “Wall, Mr. Darrell, T guess we can pass on and leave this bunch.” With one laugh of joyful amaze- ment Hugh flung open the door, and found himself looking from the range of a yard into two revolvers. “I don’t know how you've done it, boye™ he remarked, “but vou can put those guns v. 1 hate looking | at them from that end.” | “What the devil have they done to all your dial said Darrell, ;1:.“131 Twice Del ighted The utter simplicity of Tintex as well as the fifteen fascinating colors it comes in, will delight you. And still another source of atification is that you can “Tintex” your most perish- able finery without injuring the fabric in any way. Tintex is the original dye " powder—the soapless one. | Simply dissoive the Tintex | powder in the clear rinsing water. It works like a lowering arm, “Well e that for the time," returned Hugh, grimly, as_ he shut the door. “There are other more pressing to be discussed.” He glanced round the room, and a slow grin spread over his face. There | were twenty of the gang, fast | sprawled gro- | le. they lolled in | they lay on the floor, they huddled in cornérs. And, without e ception, they snored and snorted. A dandy bunch.” remarked the ! American, gazing at them with satis- —tinti inse. faction. “That fat one in the corner | charm—tintingas you rinse. took enough dope to kill a bull, but | he seems quite happ Then he turned to Drummond. “Say now, captain, we've got a lorry load of the | boys outside; your friend here thought we'd better bring 'em along. | o it's up to you to get busy.” | ullings and his crowd.” said Dar- rell. seeing the look of mystification on Hugh's face. “When Mr. Green | £ot back and told me you'd shoved your great mutton-head in it again 1 thought I'd better bring the whole outfit."” “Oh, you dais cried TIugh, rub bing his hands togeth :, “you pai of priceless beans! The Philistines ' are delivered into our hands, even up to the neck.” | For a few moments he stood, deep in thought; then once again the grin spread slowly over his face. “Right up to their necks” he repeated, “so that it washes round their back: teeth. Get the boys in, Peter; and get these lumps of meat carted out to the lorry. And, while you do that, | we'll go upstairs and mop up.” { L Even in his wildest dreams Hngh | i had never imagined such a wonde fui opportunity. To be in complet. NG STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., TUESDAY, MAY 3. 1921 Things You’ll Like to Make. Worsted Curtain-Tle-Bach.. Toes That Hurt. I was very much interested the other day in receiving a pamphlet printed by a society of chiropodists, with the heading: “Are Corns Cur- able? and the first thing that the pamphlet said was that they were not. This seemed rather a discour- aging way to begin an article on the cure of corns, but the statement was modified later to say that corns are curable if treated soon enough, and that even in the case of an appar- ently incurable corn an enormous im- provement can be made. Besides, my own chiropodist once said, never can tell.” @ The first thing to do for any hurt- ful corn is to wear shoes that neither press nor rub and that aliow toes perfect freedom. To avoid pr sure on the toes low-heeled shoe are best; pointed toe shoes are never allowable under any circumstances. The next thing to do is to harden or toughen the feet so as to increase their powers of resistance against pressure. An excellent way to do this is to bathe the feet daily for half an hour in hot salt water. This is more effective if the feet are mas- saged for a few moments afterward The best thing that can done with a hard corn on the outside of the foot is to soak the foot until the vellow skin is softened, and then to shave this down as f: > . Of course, this requir of care, since only should be cut. If you try it vourself il pay you to buy knife. These can be purcha cutlery store. When vou have taken off the dead vaseline or with emollient. Put a wad of soft cotton over this and strap it to the foot with adhesive tape. In my opinion the ready-made c < gETavate matters unless they are reshaped by a chiropodist. The ides rubbing or pressing on the sore spot Binding a slice of lemon ov corn at night will sometimes «Plhaplan | teresting |cr choose a color the predomin | Sew s vals ne lov veral s - the ends is to avoid band to the In the summertime dainty look pretty tied back worsted chet in worsted a filet D 4 d flower curtain that harmonizes with & color in the room curtain ROP a little “Outgro” upon the skin surrounding the in- rowing nail. This reduces in- ! flammation and pain and so toughens the tender, sensitive skin underneath the toe nail, that it can not penetrate the flesh, and the nail turns naturally outward almost over night. “Outgro™ is a _harmless, antisep- tic manuiactured for chiropodists. . teen inc long and two inches | A small bottle containing diret- e T by pressing on a nerve; Wide. You can make tions can be had at any drug store. S ., rub the spot with car- |Simple or as elaborate any oil or | The color depends upon the to be tied back. 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