Evening Star Newspaper, October 13, 1921, Page 28

FROM NOW ON e Copyright, 1981, by Publis L.dger Co. Copyright, 198, &y B. B. Devis Oury. colo Capriano's vaice greeted him, as i he followed Teresa Into the old He moved toward it pow with a :Imu:n'. room.~ “So Ignaco ll.;e.-r:n‘; v ive d i as done you & geed turn—eh? N - maulive ob. and narlet ag |old Nicolo! Eh—what have you tc his hand trembling with excitement, [88¥ about old Nicole? Did I not leldl ng the flashlight to nn-nwl a ‘?:ol:.h:; yf:;.c':‘.l,d»rl-“w it to al Je wavering ray on tha old pig- . eon-cote door. What was the use af | Dave H@lzld-non caught the other's that' He expected mothing, didn't[outstretched hand, and wrung It 10_expect nothing else. “Never mind the very clever little man, too—ha, ha!— (Continned from Yesterday's Star.) ' he? The pigeon-cote would be emp- | hard. He reached up, openzd the door, and | thanks, my voung friend. You ewe ‘Bulln and old Nicelo have known v litter of chaff and straw, Fl ched further in, with quick eage s, the full length of his arm. He remembered that he had pushed the package into the corner, and had cov- ered T with straw. For a minute, for two full minutes, his fingers, by the sense of toye thi he gaid. vet he was. playing the fool. He|“You've pulle e slickest thing 1 knew quite well it would be empty; heard of, and I—" he had prepared himself thoroughly Nieolo Capriane was ehuck- tch in them to play the cards agalnst —eh?—I do not like the police, Well perhaps we are quits now! Ha, ha! Do you know Barjan? Barjan is a ty; he knew that well enough. And 1 never ;m{‘u t Bah ling _delightedly. ide. His hand enceuntered a me none. Ths old fingers had the the polise once more. And the pelice each other many years. And that is sifted through the chaff, first slowly, | what Barjan sald—just what you said methodically, then with a sort of [—that he would not faorget. Well, we frantic abanden; and then, in another 1are all pleased—eh? But we do pat stop at that. Old Nieolo does not do things by halves. You will still need You will go That is moment, he had stooped to tha floor, seized an old box, and. standing upon had thrust head and shoulders into the old pigeon-cots, while the flash- light's ray swept every erevice of the interier, and he pawed and turned up the chaff and straw where even lay but a bare inch deep and only e bereft of his senses could expect|th it to gonceal anything. He withdrew himself from the onening. and closed the pigeon-cote again, and stood down on the r . e laughed at himself in a . bittér, merciless way. He ha «xpected nothing, of course; he had «xpected only to find what he had: unu—notning. He had told him- self thai, hadn't he? Quite convinced himself of it, hadn't he? Well, then,: what did it matter? His muuls.l ' help, my youns friend. at once to New York—eh? what y intend to do?" eg,” gald Dave Henderson, ieole Capriano nodded. “#And vou will find yeyr man—and money i " "Dave Hendersen's lipa thin- ned suddenly. as I believe he is, I will find him; not—then 1 will find him just the same.” ' Again Nicolo Capriano nedded. “Ah, my young friend, I like you he murmured. “If 1 had had you— eh?—fifteen years ago! We would have gone far—eh? And Tony went no farther than a prison cell. a we waste time—eh? Old Nicolo is not through yet—a Capriano does not do things by halves. You will need help and friends in New York. Nicolo Capriano will see to that. ~ And money to get to New York—eh? You will_need some yeady money for that?” Dave Henderson’ Bhe stood the a slim, e, just Inside the deor, the light glinting on her raven hair. She ‘with those won- clenched, went suddenly above his head. paid five years for that,” he whispered. “Do you hear, Millma five years—five year And I'll get you—Millman! I'll get you for this, Millman—are you listening?—wheth: er you are in New York—or heil! He put the box upon which he had stood baock Im its place, went out of the shed, closed the door behind him, :nd made his way baek to the car.|seemed somehow, He drave quickly now, himself driven |drous eves of hers, to be making an hy the feverish, intolerant passion |analysis him, an analysis that that had him in its grip. He was sat- | went deeper than a mere appraisal ed now. There were not any more | of his features and his clothes—and a Well, he’ would | Jjttle frown came and puckered the colo Capriano’s, and then— | white brow—and. quick in its wake, hands gripped flereely on thawith a little start of confusion, there ring wheel. He was dead! Ha,|same a heightened tinge of color to Dave Henderson was dead—but i her cheeks, and she lowered her eves “Teresa, my little one.” raid Nicolo as not far to Capriano’s. He!Capriano softly, “go and get somc Jeft the car where Emmanuel had|paper and an envelope and pen and swaited him the night before, and |jnic.’ ined the back poreh of Nicolo priano’'s house. Teresa’'s velce from the other side the closed door answered his knock. “Who's there?” she asked He laughed low, half in facetious- ness, half in grim humor. He was in a curious mood. “The dead man,” he answered. There was no light in the porch tonight. She opened the door. and, as he stepped inside, closed it behind | Lim again. He could not ses her in the darkness—and somehow, sud- denly, quite umrcasonably, he found the ~situation awkward, and his tongue, as it had been the night be- fore, awkward, too. he blurted out. “your fath- some clever head, all right!" h Her voice seemed es met Teresa's. traight As- hal Milman was still ali 1 Dave Hendersen watched her as she left the room. Nicolo Capriano's fingers, from plucking at the counterpane, tapped gently on Dave Henderson's sleeve. “We were speaking of money—for your immediate needs,” Nicolo Csp- riano suggested pleasantly. ave Henderson shook his head. I have enough to keep me going for a while,” he answered. The old bomb king’s eyebrows were ightly elevated. you are just out of prison ad followed you ciosely.” Dave Henderson laughed shortly, “That wasn't very difficult,” he eald. “I had & friend who owed me some money before I went to the pen—some I had won on the race track. I gave the police the slip without very much trauble last night in order to get here, and it was a good deal more of a einch to put it over them long ta get l‘hl= money." friend—wh: '&il mamar [enderson he & it that Square ’bhl‘lflkl“, was elear this, snd he was rejuctant no to this man here to whom he owed a debt beyond repsyment. to bring Squi John into the matter at all; yet, on the other hand. in th particular instance, it could make very little difference. If Square John involved, Nicolo Capriano was a_hundredfold deeper. And then, toe, Nicolo Capriano might very well, with very good reason, be cu- rious to know how he, Dave Henderson, could, under the circymstances, have come into the possession of a sum of a er's got 12 did, don't you?” Yeor s Rnows® ’ho snawersd. “But he has been waitin tauoll 4 he fs impatient, and we had better go 0" an Tony Lomassi! He re was Ton: e % when he had !nlnu i ~B D seen to bered her grief last night t Tony was dead. was what was the matter with :: declded, as he (o!:'u 6 passageway. e m thought a good deal of Tony Lemassi -~more even thap her father did. e wished again that he had not broke: the news to her in the blunt, bruta way he had—only he had not knewn then, of course, that Tony had meant <o much to her. He found himself ndering why now. She could not have had anything to do with Teny lomazal for fifteen ¥ and fifteen vears ago she could have been little more than a child. True, she might perhaps have -visited the prison, it” he said frankly, you've got a right to ask about any- thing you like, and If you Insist I'll tell you.” (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) STYLE SHOW In Footwear for Women Two of many of the smartest styles Usited Sooven The Lassest Choin of Shoo Sevss in tho 4 Washington Stores 913 Pa. Ave. NW. | 1112 7th St. N.W. Open Seturdsy Wights. Open Nights. 506 9th St. N.W. 711 H St. NE. Open Nights. Open Nights. X BY ELSIE ROBINSON A most amazing thing has happened to Elizabeth “Wells. - You remember Elisabeth, don’t you? Remember how autiful sheq ecould play Schubert's Serenade,” but what a frighuful fail- ure she made of a riee pudding? Not that Elizabeth was expected to do much with rice puddings. Hepry's one dream wheis he married her was to ! keep her playing serenades in an at- mosphere of nauve custains and Chi- nese furniture and. other expensive scenery suited to her. de luxe soul. Yes, that wes his idea when he mar- ried her. But he got over it. They all CUPID NEBDS MAZUMA A3 WELL A? MOONLIGHT do, And when he wanted to put his feet up on the Chinese furniture and scent the nauve curtains with the reg'lar stuff, Elizabeth yebelled. “Mar- rlage was being desecrated” wailed Elizabeth, and, after about six months of argument, she hied her to the di- vorce aourt and clamored to.be sep- erated from her Henry on a charge of | “mental cruelty.” Now, here's where the amasing thing ecomes In. The judge was a praet srul. He asked Ellzaheth a few impe tinent questions _ahout _haw _ “she'd " And Elizabeth sniffed and dn't redyece life to ial plane and she could ma: perfectly well” Of course, she was thinking see. give it to you.” haye an atom of law to back such a decision. If you then want a divorce I'll Most irregular! Didn't Elisabeth, out in the world without a penny, trying to “get along” without Henry.” Tha! six_months ago—and now Elizabeth is back with Henry and he can put his feet wherever he pleases. Algo she has learned how to make rice pudding. For Elizabeth has diseover- ed that life and love fanction on a commercial plane whether vou want them to or not—and that a heart's devotion Is as well expressed by an honest pay check as by free verse i the moonlight. For which reason I'mi thinking that if more wives had to prove they could support themselve by their own, unaided efforts, before they could get a divorce, reconcilia- tions would be thicker than pollywogs in the spring. The Old Gardener Says: If you want to save vegetable seed to sow next spring, take pains to gather it from the best and strongest plants. This Is very important, even with tatoes . The best seed potat are those which come from hills in which all the tubers are of medium size. Shun those In which there are some very large specimens or a number of little otatoes. And, of course, the est hills for seed are those which have the greatest num- ber of tubers, If all are well | grown, e i of the alimeny. But that | horrid judge took her at her word and | said: “Very well, try it for a year and : him in i But he got by with | it, and Henry fell in line. So there was NG STAR, WABHINGTON A Family Party. BY THORNTON W. BURGESNS. Nothing like good things to eat To make a sour temper sweet. —Peter Habbit. i From tho top of a tall tree Farmer Brown’s Boy watched the most inter- esting family party ever he had seen. It was in the herry patch on the fopt of the Great Mountain. There were Mother Bear, the twins, Boxer and Woaf-Woof, ard their father, whe, as you know, was Buster Bear. At first Mother Bear was nervoue, very nervous. Far away as he was, Farmer Brown's Boy coyld see that. She kept 4 watchful eve on the twins and wouldn't gllow them to go mare than a few feet from her. Every min- ute or two she would raise her head and listen. Then she would thrust her head forward and carefully test every Merry Little Breeze that came along. he 'f st ill thinking about yester- ‘armer Brown's Boy, talk- himself under his breath. “Her mind isn't quite easy and she isn't going to take any chances with those cub: And this was exaetly how it was with Mother Bear. Buster Bear kept by himself at one end of the berry patch. To have watched him, as Farmer Brown's Bo; did, you wouldn't have guessed thal he belonged to the family, Whenever Mother Bear moved in his direction he shufed away. It was plainly to be seen that Buster was not at all easy In his mind with Mrs. Bear near. You see, while those eubs were bables Mrs. Bear wouldn't allow Buster near n though he was their he wasn't acquainted with own children. And now he wasn't at ail sure that Mrs. Hear would al- low him any nearer than befere. It was very auiet and pea:e(ul‘ € So there in tho herry patch and gradu- ally Mother Bear got over her ner- vousness. She didn’t forget to look, | listen and smell once in a while, nar did Buster, but she no longer kept ; the cubs close to her. Those blue- berries were deliclous, big, ripe and No matter how you prefer your tea—strong or weak, with cream, milk, lemon or straight —you will find a hot cur ( Pekoe delightful, restful and soul-satisfying. ETLEY'S Makes good TEA a certainty It has the goodness of the world’s finest tea plants. 300 cups to the pound. LIKE A VLASH HE REACHED OUT AND CUFFED BOXER SHARPLY. sweet. More and more Mra. Bear { Buster forgot thelr worries and thought only of getting their fill of those berries. or Watching from his perch in the tall tree, Farmer Brown's Boy thought it the most interesting berry party ho ever had seen. “They might be cows grasing in s pasture, they are o0 quiet and peaceful” thought he. 1t was just a few minutes after this that "Boxer happened to pass quite near Buster Bear. of Tetley’s Orange < ax’ crunchy ap® sli-he ficl':-'!r,ldd;) Ges, what would Rappen il Kallogg's got ll cated up before tomorrew!™ zealize the Corn Flakes Kelloggs you eat From the instant you open the generous sized ?uhge till they’re tucked away in great and tiny “bread-baskets,’” Kellogg' ’s Corn Flakes are a never- ending delight! You can’t even look at those bi sunny-brown flakes, all joyously flavored, crisp an crunchy, without getting mighty hungry! . Such a spread for big and little boys and girls— the sweetheart of fine white corn kernels wondrously flavored ‘and deliciously teasted in Kellogg’s own > ; way! You can’t imagine anything more joyous to eat, or more ideal for fussy ’ 3 A CORN FLAKES appetites! Kellogg’s Corn Flakes are childhood’s ideal food! Kiddies can eat as much as lhey can carry! Every mouthful makes for health, for sleepy-time-stomachs! Don’t just ask for ‘‘corn flakes'’! You say KELLOGG’S and you’ll get KELLOGG'S! The sight ' D. G, THURSDAY, OUTOBEK 13, 1921 s - Baked Hot Pot of Lamb. Take two pounds of neck of lamb, eut it up, take out the bones and put them In a little water to stew. But- ter a deep baking dish and line the bottom and sides with thin siices of tato. Quarter the lamb kidneys, ake out the white portion, add the meat, meason with salt and pepper, a little finely chopped mint and a few drops of onion juice, cover the top with sliced potatoes, pour over the of him g0 near reminded Buster of the trouble Boxer got him into with the Yellow-Juckets the day before. Like a flash he reached out and cuffed Boxer sharply. Boxer squalled. Mrs. Bear growled and sprang ‘towarnd Huster. Farmer Brown's Hoy almost tumbled from his perch in his exci ment. He was #ure that now he would see a fight hy two grown Lears. t he saw nething of the sert. ald u}d :lmwed his teeth, y U e Buster grow!l H that vicinity. r ‘vowled & warning to Bus ter, then went back te the berrie: “It s & pity a father cannot punish his own son,” growled Buster Bear. +It {m easy to ses who is boss in that family, ehuckled Farmer Brown's Boy. Two minutes later the affair wa forgotten and the twins were squab- bling over some particularly ' nice They steod up and etrugl other, just as two boys might liave dene. Mother Bear walked over and euffed each of them. Then she lierself ate those particular berries. The cubs sulked for a few minutes then went to stuffing themselves with berries as greedily as before. Buster Bear waa careful to take no notice of them and Mrs. Bear paid no at- tention to him. And =0 peace and contentment reigned in the family party in the berry patch. (Copyright, 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) Things You'll Like * to Make. Siwer-Tissue Givdle On = velvet evening gown—and | wvelvet will be quite popular tori‘ evening wear this winter—make a| silver-tissuc girdle. Bead a twelve-| inch band of silver-tissue with irides. | cent beads. Then crush the band and | stitch it around the lowered st lins. Make rosettes and long ends | of the beaded and plaited tissue. At-| tach one at cach side, two near the front and one at the back of the girdle. Finish the neck and wide armholes with bands ot the ded tissue to match this handsome silver- tissue girdle. FLORA. (Copyright, 1921, Pajamas and Nightshirts, $2.00t0$3.50 At good stores cverywhere. ‘The wosderfully refised, poarty - white vendered, brings back of youth. are imstant. ‘antiseptic. Ezerts a softand | sesthing action. Over 73 e ia vas. Send 15 c. for Tvial Stz il '*v;lggl son Gouraud Oriental Cream /A pint of Pet is a quart of rich milk ET Milk is pure, rich milk—noth- ing added, nothing removed but part of the natural water. Add a pint of water to a pint of Pet Milk and you have a quart of the finest natural milk. For cream, use Petagitis. . Pet Milk is “milk at its best’”’—pro- duced in the famous dairy sections of America under the supervision of Helvetia experts. Its purity and fresh- ness are preserved by sterilization. Its quality and uniformity are as depend- able as its purity. Try Pet Milk in your favorite recipe and get a new idea of milk excellence. When a case of Pet comes into your home, you no longer need the milk- man for you have handy a plentiful supply of rich, pure milk to use as you need it. Your grocer can supply you. Two sizes—tall and small. Write for a Pet Recipe Book. The Helvetia Company (Originators of the evaperated milk industry) Goneral Oficess—5t. Louis FEATURE PAGE. water from the bones, cover and bake in 2 moderate oven for un hour and :., half. @ | cup Marshmallow Dessert. ‘Wash, etone and cut into pleces one cup of dates, add two medium-sized bananas eliced, one- half cup of nut meats chopped and one and one-half cups of hmallow cut into fourths, mix well & e mi into individuai’ dessert dishes and|and serve with whipped cream. i forty m of one well small cups of flour spoons _ of ke in ninutes These Pajamas Will Stand Wear It needs very durable cloth to make satisfactory pajamas, yet it must be com- fortably soft. For years, Fruitof the Loom has been found the ideal material by wamen who make pajamas and nightshirts for their men-folks. Now leading manufacturers of night- wear are using Fruit of the Loom, and you can buy these articles ready-made at the stores. Look for the Fruit of the Loom label in pajamas and nightshirts. Garments so marked are full-sized, carefully made, and give exceptionally long wear. For seventy years women have been mak- ing sheets and pillow cases of Fruit of the Loom. You can also buy ready-made sheets and pillow eases of this standard muslin at most good stores. Fruit of the Loom is al/f muslin—no chalk filler. It launders perfectly and keeps its fine finish through long, hard service. Whether you are buying muslin by the yard or ready-made articles, ask for Fruit of the Loom and identify it by the label. 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