Evening Star Newspaper, December 4, 1923, Page 34

84 “PAWNED” An Unususl Romancs of Psople Whose Very Being Is e ledged to Do the B.dding of Others, = © By FRANK L. PACKARD lan,” “From Now On,” etc. Copyright. 192, by Publc Ledger Company. Author of “The Miracle 1 sterday’s Star.) (Continued from Y and on. e was | the uptown se: How many miles ' covbrsd 1 ince the | and pawnshop had | walked on getting i tion now he must & he had left Hawk vor the one-time osed on that little eheaded fig- | re with the loose cloak clutched bout her throat—the last sight he 1ad had of C How many miles He did not know. It must have been any, But he felt no t ! It was and som ve It w h his into him sour Tie onde vitali from and re non what Larmon energ wed xistent. would nysical He d cancel the bond. ft hod_been wri refuse? He wanted to friend. F nal 1 so futile h at him, 1 a 100! not know be sur- last eve- He did -« Larmon would rplexed look s e first time he most_obviously “And as I hen vou re need from one for you are to You will h Godspeed to ¥ clean a'n 1 end ar u, el LARMON. oman—and | ge Gray Hair Dark (GRANDMOTHER kept | her hair beautifully darkened, glossy and attrace tive with a brew of Sage Tea and Sulphur. Whenever her hair took on that dull, faded or streaked appearance, this simple mixture was applied, with wonderful effect. By i drug store for Y e and Sulphur Compound,” you will get a large bottle of this old-time recipe, improved by the addi- tion of other ingredients, all ready to use, at very little cost. This simple mixture can be depended upon to re- store natural color and beauty to the hair. A well-fnown downtown druggist says everybody uses Wyeth’s Sage and Sulphur Compound now because it darkens so naturally and evenly that nobody can tell it has been applied—it’s so_easy to use, too. You simpl dampen a comb or soft brusl draw it through the hair, taking one strand at a_time. By morning the gray hair dis= appears; aiter another appli= cation or two, it is restored to its natural color, and looks glossy, soft and beautiful !link that had bound him to the prat of | ine—a gambler. | Zea Turns | with the man who tomorrow—no, to- dav—would be in the hands of the police charged with murder. Noth- ing to bring to light Larmon’s private affairs, for nothing bearing Larmon's signature had ever been kept; it was lways destroyed. Larmon was safe | —for, at Jeast, they could never make | John Bruce talk. There was a strange relief upon him, a strange uplift; not only for Larmon’s sake but for his own. The was gone, broken, dissolved. He tood free—for the little time that was left; he stood free—to make a fresh start in the narrow confines of a_ prison cell. He smiled grimly. There was no Irony here where it seemed all of irony. It meant ever: thing—all. 1t was the only atone- ment he could make, He swjtched off the light, left his room and went down to the desk. | Here he consulted the directory. He requested the clerk to procure a tax! for him. It was five minut clock over the desk. He entered the taxi and ga: chauffeur the addre. consclous of emotios only a cold, fixed, me ¥ after 6 by erelless purpose was going to kil Crang 5 taxi stopped in front of frame house that bore a dirty braes rameplate. He dismisect th axi and mourted the steps. His right hand , W in the pocket of his coat. He | G he bell, and obta 1K MO Te sponse, rang again—and after th ins) H T door was finally opened by old woman. evidently aroused fro hed, for she clutched tightly at dressing gown that was flung aroun her shoulders, “I want to John Bruce. She shook her head. he doctor lsn’t in ‘I will it for 1 Bruce Agaln she 3hook her aon'’ know whe: He hasn't been | | a oy see Dr. C John Br her into the hall “I will wait for him" he repeatcd. A door was open off the hallway. John Bruce looked in. It wus vi v Dr. Crang’s off ‘e brushed his w in the doorws: 1y she went John Bruc: way. mind was coldly logi- cal. not aware ti :ape was Known to any one Clafre, and he had b enough to keep under cover. was why he had not been home. be would be ruce sat by the window. v the old woman cama O and O THE EVENING &tood in the doorway—and went away again, There was no sign of Crang. At fifteen minutes of 8 John Bruce lrnae from Lis chalr and left tHe hous:. “He was'to be at Paul Veniza's at 8" sald John Bruce to himself, with cool precision. CHAPTER XXIIIL The Best Ma Hawkins sat at the table in his Toom and twined and twined one old stormbeaten hand over the other, For hours he had sat ltke that. It was light In the room now, for it was long after 7 o'clock. Hls bed had not | been elept in. He was dréssed in his | shiny best suit; he wore his frayed | black eravat. He had been dressed ' like that elnce midnight; since he had returned home after Claire had fled | into her house, and John Bruce had i strode by him on the sidewalk with | set, stony face and unseeing eyes; since, on reaching his room here, he | had found a note whose signature | was falss because it read “Paul Veniza,” when he knew that it came from Crang. Crang was taking pre- cautions t his return should not leak out! The note only corroborated what he had heard through the door. He was to be at Paul Venlza's at § o'clock with the traveling pawnshop. The note had sald nothing about any marriuge: but, then, he knew! He was to be the best man. And so °d himself. After that he ited. Ho was walting now. first” said Hawkins, with nfidence to the cracked mir- ex, that's it—the firet in line, am her old father, und nothing ean change that.' swn veice secmned to He stared aroand the thut was hom Ing with st wistfuines: old baitered and long famillu object—and then sudde choking cry, hie head went buried in his arms outflu the tabie “Pawned!” the old bhre y. “It's twent pawned her—tw s come to th's 't never redes jod, 1 love — d- know His v shabby him. room s down, ! n iile Hawkins | looked at h ' Hawkins— | hat and his coat and such of his brashed | ted his fore the t man.” said Hawkins ivious to the clattering gas ed i traveling pawr rst in 11 imt aid the d into the -r he drew tme at got seat and entered the TIFE TINE] up ir 1 1ted his w 1 e (AT !tn a dead, stubborn way. O R STAR, WASHINGTON, D. ¢, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 4, 19%. It was twenty-five minutes of 8. He twisted his hat awkwardly in his hands, as he entered the vear room. He felt a sudden, wild rush of hope spring up within' him because there was no slgn of Crang. And then the hope died. He wasearly; and, besides, Claire had her hat on and was dressed to go out. Paul Veniza, also dressed, lay on the cot. No one spoke. Then Paul Veniza's frame was racked with a fit of coughing, and out of a face ashen in pallor his eyes met Hawkins’ in silent agony—and then he turned his head away. Hawkins twisted at his hat. “I came a little early,” he eald, wistfully, “because I thought mabbe you might—that mabbe there might be some change—that mabbe you might not—" He stopped. He was looking at Claire. Her face was very white, too. | Her smile seemed to cut at his heart | like a knife. ! | “No, Hawkins,” she sald in a low voice; “there Is no change. We are | golng_ to Staten Island. You will drive Dr. Crang. There is a limousine coming for father and me, that will | be more comfortable for father.” i Hawking' eyes went to the floor. “I didn’t mean that kind of a change,” he eaid. “1 know you didn't, Hawkins. But —but I am trying to be practical.” Her volce broke a little In spite of herself. “Dr. Crang doesn’t know that you overheard anything last nlght “of that you knew anything about the arrangements, 5o—so 1 am explaining them to you now." Hawkins' eyes were-still on the floor “Afn't there nothing"—his volce was thick and husky—“aln't there nothing in all the world that any of us can do to make you change your mind? Claire, aln’t there nothing nothing at ail? John Bruce sald wasn't, and you love John Bruce, bu “Don’t, pitifully, he old shoulders came slowly up, the old head: and the old blue s were of a sudden strangely flint- 1ike. “I've got to know, Hawkins!” she cried out Pl said Hawkins, “There |8 nothing.” ‘'she answered. Hawkins' eyes reverted to the floor. He apoke now without 1ifting them. “Then—then {t's—it's like saying &00d-b: iote was back again in his volce. “[t's—it's 80 many years that mubbe | youw've forgotten, but when you were @ little girl, and Vefore you grew up, nd—and were too big for that, I—I d to hold you in my arms, used to put your little arms around | my neck, and kiss me, and—and you | ufed to’ sav that—Hawkins would never let the bugaboos get you, and nd I wonder {f—if—-" ‘'O, Hawkins!” Claire's eycs were | full of rs. “1 remember. Dear, | dear Hawkins! And 1 used to call you Daddy Hawkins. Do you remem. | ber?” A tear found a furrow and trickled | down the old weather-beaten face un- | chec raised his head. “Claire! Claire!™ His voice trem- bled in its yearn Will—will you 50 good to me,’ whispered again. “You are so good | to me—dear, dear Daddy Hawkins.” A wondrous light was in th A Hoosier for Mother’s Gift Mothers appreciate My sort of gift, but if you want to really please her, and relieve her from Iots of useless work, just put a Hoosier Kitchen Cabinet on your list for her, Hoosier will help her every day in the year for years and years. Those tasty meals she usually prepares won’t be half the trouble when she has a Hoosier to help her. Here at Mayer’s you'll find every style of Hoosier. They are most attrac- tively priced. Why, you can get the wonde:ful Hoosier Beauty for $69.75 and a splendid porcelain-top Hoosier for as low as $39.75. LIFETIME FURNITURE IS MORETHAN ANAME Seventh Street Mayer gé CO. Between D & E g AN [ (T ‘toward the couch—and he became " he sald, and the broken ‘L= cabman's face. He held the slight form to him, trying to be o tenderly careful that he should mot hurt her In his strength. He kissed her and patted her head, and his fingers lin- gered as they smoothed the hair back from where it made a tiny curl about her ear. And then he felt her drawing him conscious that Paul Veniza was hold- ing out his hands to them both. g And Claire knelt at the side of thé couch and took one of “aul Veniza's hands, and Hawkine took the other. And no one of them looked into the other’s face. The outer door opened, and Dr. Crang came {n. He stood for an in- stant surveying the scene, a half angry, half sarcastic emile spreading over his sallow face, and then he shrugged his shoulders. Ah, you're here, 1ike me, ahead of time, Hawkins, I gee!” he sald short- “You're going to drive me to ten Island where. have told Hawkins,' quietly. Hawkine' hand tightened over Paul she said, ADVERTISEMEYT Veniza's for a moment, and then he turned-away. “I—I'll walt outside said Haw- king —and brushed his hand across his eyes as he wen” through the door- | way. | Pawl Veniza was racked with a sudden fit of coughing again. Dr. Crang walked quickly up to the couch and looked at the other sharply. | After a moment he turned to Clalre. (To be concluded tomorrow.) e No Kissing in South Seas. Another “close-up” finale Is being attacked. The South Sea Islands are | often the scene of romantic storles and ecenarios, but a traveler from there has remarked on the fact tha there are no customs there which in clude kissing among the savages. —_— Clock “Winks” Minutes. 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