Evening Star Newspaper, December 8, 1926, Page 36

THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, D. ¢. WEDNESDAY., DECEMBER 8, 1926. 'a.re you going to prevent her?” | “It sure does.” Trask was L’Augh-] “This is no college proposition’ | vision, and the latter twisted his| .3 .3 a5 W p 1 don't know!” Trumbull's voice | ing sald Trask, still contemplating the | head. }xiii{?xisdki rose 1o « nervous shriek. “Youwwve got | "Il pay i, of course” grunted|head in front of him. “This is one| Twenty feet distant, by the i L] to help me, Bill. Pull me through | Trumbull. “But it seems like putting | of the old red-necked resulars from | rail, stood a girl. She was a tall, A this! There's another $300 in it it | Something over on me.” the low-brow districts, with a sméar | dreamy-eyed, rather wonderful-locking you do.” | “That's just what it is, Spence— |of menial manners, a smattering of | girl, ps that we > b b " putting something over on you. But|experience in the psychopathic ward | almest to the point of sadne: Flye Tuindkedz” mused Trask. if you positively won't do any think-|and a large bundle of calm assurance | was a mute challenge to m “ive hundred—only you'll have to | ing for yourself, why, you ought to|that grew nowhere except in little | attention. Trask stified a gasp|Wait a bit for it." be willing to pay to have it done.|New York. To tell you the truth, I| “I see what it fs—it's that" That's all right. You're sure it's| You can afford it. You've got a large | think I'm going to take a fancy to|laughed Trask. “Well. you run along $5007 i . e e wud tat wad—or your father has, atthis Keeler.” {with the pilot, Spence. I'll let you e ntercets wirn contered on 5 = e it Ceeler” | ing : : “My word on it. That's good, isn't any rate, Suppose somebody hits the | «yreve almost at jer,” said ) know all about her when 1 get home. in' o Adirumick ot et DBl L s el e e R oA for 3606 o ¥EURDE "WHAS did| e ote SLnoStEACAthe ol Come—don't stare at her. She doesn't 0 Trumbuil s ol | was announced. e enter pitly. | apparent effort about it, no shary T M M Tker The wad | Trumbull, abruptly. St a Billy Trask. to s e S with @ step of caution rather than of | intake of breath, no straining of i asieoid R - Bu | ference does it make e “Fine! . Signal the driver to stop. | P¢1onS to you. HISENIRRID inl ps | hexitancy, closed the door behind him | muscle. It was done nonchalantly, us | hard problem. et me think, now.” | doesn't care. Why, the wad, 9 times| Bt DY Seetis withi e Well, she's not yours, is she? - with his back against it.|a mere incident in the work of the| Trask looked placidly out of the |out of 10, doesa’t even know it! Now, | foP out. her, let her see you|Mmanded Trumbull. soFves #ook’ note’ of (the | an window and watched the thickening | I'm not wercenary, Spence. I'd do | Find your 'Im’t Pf-”d*‘ mT»rl'"' SPnl “Not—yet,” drawled the patient, ' Not | downtown traffic. He did not look |ilmost anything for you gratis. But|aboard and be a good little boy. S JECIN THE STORV HERL bull. “And for Heaven's sake, don’t | summate ease. Spencer Trunibui ’ Solii the beani | of surprise @s he was picked out of " St Mot B e 0 Pk merely winked the chuir and transferred to the wait- de- e ot ar SN BoC#Es Toctn: | ki Sigea. Sy i o, with a tantalizing smile. “But maybe L e el e okt B PN b L ,',’t’l:"'};{m had ! like 4 man confronted with a perplex- | for your wad—no. Let the wad come | i things for the pilot.” | shell pity a poor cripple. By The cllib frouted on Fifth ave- wn_almost imperceptible nod. 'he been handled thus. ing problem. If his face registered across. I'm not even putting a nick | Trask spoke briskly and authorita- | Spence! nue, and he losked down into] “Mr. Trumbull?” he asked in a half ] He stared at Keeler as the latter | the state of his mind, the latter in it. tively, like a general directing a cam- | Trask held out a limp hand, but a str veady suntit, though | whisper. | deporited him carefully on the cush.|aMmost as idle as though he were| “Oh, it's FgEL fur Yeu ta LI NEEH EEEGMDGIT ook [t Tie (oUmas e was not vet 7 o'clock. He gazed at| avumbull pointed to the figurc in {joned seat, but Keeler was already | afleer. about wad: id Trumbull, sulking.| Spencer Trumbull, zrowling be-| fingers clamped in a grip that brought the world and | the chair, and now. for the first ime, f gy folding up the chair, which he | \%¢l1?” Trumbull demanded. “But this particular wad happens to | cause of the wasted half day that his | response in a little howl of pain. “A mervous wreck!" Le exclaimed. | the visitor appeared to notice the four- el (el tilin Lot T think we'll take vour|he in the custody of the old man. All| mother's bon voyage visit had en-| .ontound you'™ he exclaimed. Mol v o and its occupant. : iont o, Talldw It “ohen aboard.” said Trask blandly. | T get out of it is my allowance. ” I|tailed, was making ready to follow | et ehine vou know youll make & He turned, carefully placed < newcomer stared. There was a [ o iuit® came . hastening S tho i Bt & could use myself. the pilot. Mrs. Trumbull had not only | net Blanf SO REAR ¥l ot o Sniithes iieatar of ittie: +oom, urching qualits in his gray eves as | gadlic “There was perspiration im| And vou, too < ‘time vou will,” luughed the | stayed aboard until they began to | o S0l K AR ] away from it. took two quick ded the halt-recumbent form | pOeaTE: | There Was perepitution | “And both of us #0 to Galveston— | healthy did. “By the way, what | move the gangplank. but she had re- f \nt (OT BCEKC Lol forward and leaped 1 the hack of Billy c wnd then drifted to a | \gitated a ? {do you make out of this Keeler per- | mained on the wharf to wave at her | wyn o farewell stare at the girl at “And-T ean't waik.” he chuckled. | survey of il himself. e iy WinA B s, oTR). OB, S r of you. 'Your!son? [ver hear of him? lugubrious son. bl 7 a m_going te be curicd out on| My name’s Keeler he said, | i Y sinde be SHG G mother ; nd’ leaves the| “T understand Van Norden has con-| “I'll have to take an evening train 2 . wheels!” “From Dr. Van Nordens I'm calling [ LO8 G0 10 H1e G0 M Nt as | 8hiD. docsi't s | fidence in him. now,” he protested, looking at his Then he remembered Trmnbull, The | for the patient.” Jooh ridle with e Guiverse . U7t B8} " ¢0r ‘course; but what about me | “He interests me,” mused Trask, [ watch. room arstgncd to him adjoined that of | Trumbull pointed. 1N St e akmech e Why. you just take a little run ng through the glass at the back| “Too late to share the moonlight,” . the vouth who had been doomed to | i was studving his keeper o 0 Qo aded . with @& nod | 40wn the” bay and leave with the | of Keeler's round head. “I have an|said Trask, grinning up from his|" slveston. He passed through the halt-closed evelids. He saw a | teriel, Wi teoported With & notipilor, | at he is going to take excellent | chair. “Never mind, Reddy'll hold open door and went over to the bed [ man of wmiddle h nd perhaps | e tered, the can. elosed the | Trumbull glanced. at his companion of me.” the fort for you. where Trumbull lay asleep. . |30 veurr. There was an air of sturdl- ot il e s o ickly, and frowned. “A lot of care you need:” ‘T've—I've a good mind not to | “All ahoard for Galveston:” ‘e | necs in his build that belied his meek | door i bang and sat ri ,‘.“1 "",'“, “I never thought of that!” * “I may not need it, son—but 1'm|leave the ship at all’ . : g { yuted, shaking the slecper. poise. Something in his shouldes :\n\l|("_ P e ",1“;‘ way. Thenhel: lup gnow it.” ing to get it. & have a presenti. That's getting petulant, is nature’s warning of hair rumbufl sat ub with o cry rubbed | {he s s head suzsesied combat b e e you thought of it at |ment. He scems 14 be a gentléeman z troubles. Stopthfld':h“lnxlm} es and swore milly. ‘ot his eyex were friendly, even con- n e e Moth- it N ; ; = o 4 it N prev g i ou scargd the life out of me.” he clliatory; ‘his round. smoothshaven | 75 foming down to the ship to see e st G R 51 it ity aler] o el o i CHle (ot m'h":lo"b, s 2 1. “I thought 1 was really |face was anything but sinster; his > off. L G e ek behion h Chidn bihernis . N b H i d :(';Jyzgl';lel :]1“ |’:l” R N eras hutsnbt| "\ Mrasikygmnnen, o It's been done dozens of | think he can ln‘lv.mvxnr'\.wm R 1:| ekl ewbros erp Ci e % : quarrelsome. “That was she, calling on the phone | HIEE" 10 G G g > e e | Druggiots sall it - Bacbers apply it hour to wake & man!” { " His arms hung almost to his knees | to tell me. T tried to head her off, but 4 onte e, f joct beyond the range of *for you If vou waked at 7land at the ends of them were hands|couldnt. Now what am 1 going to oftener,” said” Trask. with in. [of n surprising eize—hairy, knotty,|do?” . ’ 5 e { s -y, “Come, man: out_with you. is | heavily knuckled. [ “Don’t go A : < 4 M the happy day. This is novou = | The man was dressed funereally.| “But I've got to! T've got to sail, | seafarinz by proxy. Hurry up: tiat | His black suit. his black tie and the | don't you understand? Or, rather. nurse'll be here by 9 o'clock.” derby that was still on his head |you have. But how wum T going to Trumbull made . sleepy protest seemed to proclaim him a person in w off for me?” “She safld at 11.° cried Trask. “If i mourning. Hix manner was a queer| *That's your business. son. I'm FXETETETEARTEYTEY (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) - Toe and Heel SHE WAS A MUTE CHALLENGE TO MASCULINE ATTENTION. you don't climb info vour clothes andmixture of dejection and self-reliance, see me throuxh I'll beat it out of here and then you'll have to go yourself.” Trumbull rolled out of bed, growling. “Riwg for the barber, Hill” be vawned. “And some breakfast.” sask whistied while he dressed s aiways cheerfull in the morn- but today the world seemed ed in u particular brightness. He 45 on the threshold of an adventure an adventure that paid cash and expen There was an object in the room to \hich his ‘eye frequently turned, and vy time he looked at it he liughed. he patent wheel chair stood in a corner, motion vet ready. He went over to it_And sit back umong the ushions. Then he started it going. Steering the craft bothered him for . minute; it had @ way of turning harp corners and dou upon_its own trafl. Yet he managed to guide it through the dourway leading to Trambull's room “Some roadster, Spence,” he an nounced as he bowled ucross the center of the floor and rammed a table. “Geared a little low, perhaps but_safe. “1 don't_see why you insisted on hat thing,” said Tiumbull. gazing at with an_ ex sfon of _absolute | hostility. “You're only making wmore rouble for yourself.” 2 % “Wrong, my boy. 1 couldn’t do vithout it, Set me on culdn’t play sick min of @ minute. But th he atmosphere, the Juts the brakes on my natural i pulses. I'm getting the hang of it pretty well, 1 think.” He started the chair goine again and backed aburptly into Trumbull. | who was standing before i mivror frownins at his fmaze. The fmage and its maker collided, bumping heads agains: the sm I Good Lord, BAL™ cried the affficted Whit the blizes are you d % fhrew hev into reverse by mis lod Trosk pardon s butipers. Save you a_whole lot tradfic, vou Kuow Now, watc The cha wrilously avound a cha we more i e directio teff ahourd ship” ? at do you think this A rink? 9 shot th L the doorway azain, scrapin varnish s passed., and sprang out in his own roo . B address<ing himself o notio vehicle “You may n a dved and forty-inch se. and your turn burpt, | sently Miller ¢ Special before 1 get through.” They ate breakfast in 7 hull's voom. Trask's merrime to i lid friend, who had not recovered fiul shock of fon musty too ibout this hing. BilL” Trumiu an't burlesque 1 real part: cred p “Watch e ould play Hamlet Npenc ' on for it How long does it tuke t o Gal veston?" Enter Keeler ‘Oh about e didn’t look it up. ‘Only a 13 1 be ter-perfect with this in a day. Am I supposed to run wmyself, or does the nurse und? “You 1L grumbled Trumbull. u_ affectation. | T wish vou'd it out and walk whoard.” Trask shook his head “It’s my anchor,” he expl ced it. I wouldn't under the job without i t et myself and do the h . 1 need mingled in a personality that exhaled an intention to be master and servant at the same time. S0 you're my nurse,” < indifferently. Yes, croaked 7" demanded Trask. | Well, you see, sir, I didn't expe {to find 'you in a chair. The doctor | didn't say anything about that.” | “Probably forgot, or didn't think it as necess What did he say about m . . Of course, tions, sir. { might say, sir, that those things are well—just matters between us pro- fessional men.” As he uttered the last words Keeler straightened his figure slightly and took off Lis hat. Trask ventured a sidewise glance at Trumbull and bit his lip. Then he addressed himself to the man with his back against the door. “Did_he tell you I was a case of ! . Yes: that | wa | thinz “Only nursing, sir; good care, good !food, fresh air and exercise. H Well, 3 - how I'm fixed for ribe any medicine, or any sdded doubtful | : 1 see. It's queer he never | told_me. But I guess I can handle you ‘m subject to fits of despondency ! said Trask with a sigh. ) “Of course, sir; we all are. T have ‘em myself. Don't let that worry 3 siv: I'll have you right in no time.” You understand you're going tc Galveston with me—and back?” s, indeed, sir. [ understand Ay _stuff’s aboard the steamship now.” Keeler fumbled his hat and onc again surveyed the apartment of I Spencer Trumbull, hall we start This, by the nd, Mr. Trask.” rhed figure bowed awk- wardly to Trumbull. who was stand ing in the center of the room. e j the serutiny of his cyes wus stes and unembarrassed. “If you don’t mind my e observed placidly, “you 1 {like a patient than Mr. here.” | Trumbull frowned. while the man in | | the wheel chair smiled. { “Werll be starting. Keeler,” he said, | with a malicious & ¢ at the man | who would not tuake his medic “Certainly, sir. Your | “Sent aboard ship ye few rugs and He tupped the arm of the | The doctor has sent | We'll be off at once, He ? voom. stepped be- hind the chair and grasped the bac of it With professional tan; “Mind opening the door, s | @sked with & nod at Trumbull. H The latter silently performed that | office, and William Hamilton Trask | wis wheeled gently but expeditiously | out into the hall and down the corri- dor that led to the elevator. Trume bul! followed. Tl g0 ax far us the ecar with you." he explained In the lower hallway, when the! W its passer om the elevator, the procession was | arranged thus: An advinc iard two uniformed bovs, the chariot and | its occupant, the engine of propulsion | (Keeler), the em! ssed and bored | fAgure of Spencer Trumbull, another | boy carrylng steamer rugs, a porter with a grip. Tras self into u posture of m Telephone for you. Mr. called a voice. | deceived or put aside from her pur- getting away with my end of it. And. say—where did Dr. Van Norden dig | up this bear-cat of a nu e han- dled me i 1 were about threc | pounds lighter than a straw hat.” | But Trumbull was not concerned | with the prow of Keeler; he| thouglit only of the fact that his mother would be at the pier to bid! farewell to her son. | “Looks like you'll to make | art, anyhow.” said Trask satir. | * vour mother'll be surc to go 1 with you.” “But T can't start!” “Then confess your sins and your “I don't dare.” | ask made a gesture of indiffer- | and lighted a cigarette, | “It's all one to me.” he said. T n't contract to buneo your mother. he knows me, anyhow: %o I couldn't. she'd never seen me, T don’t ne T could pass for you.” or the love of heaven, can’t you suggest anything?" } “Not a thing.” Trumbull groaned. Almost he wished that he was sturting for Gal veston. He knew his mother well, ! strunge as that phrase may sound, There are many persons in the world Wwho do not know their mothers as well as they should. He knew that her kindness and love for him took the form of a grave austerity; sincere, | yet ceremonious and somewhat dom: | ineering. She was not to be cajoled, | pose with any impromptu byplay. If | she intended to see him ghoard ship, | that thing would she do—literally. Another Five Hundred. The limousine rolled onward ward, ever nearing the pier. Trask snioked in silence, only hiding the cigarette when the watchful eyes of | Kecler turned themselves backward | from the driver’s seat. | “IUIl ruin me with the old man.”! said Trumbull, petulantly. “T shouldn’t wonder. “She simply mustn’t know. “T agree with you."” ] calmness was maddening. | she mustn’t get aboard that MERALITE is always appre- ciated for its good looks and service toeyes. Angther feature is the special screen that changes ordinary electric light into soft, eye-saving daylite ‘that Nature intended tor them. 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There was a ki the door and , SPOWAEr it BHL” he said, 1 4 boy in unll e at Mr. Keeler | qprygypull started, flushed faintly | Did alied L0 Bes \nd bolted into the telephone booth. | The procession moved ou without | ° el 0 him. ~ S e it's the staitjacket man.” * " . s / S el 5 > 11 iCan you step in. sir™ asked Keeler, | ested Trasic It nearly fiie"| . the chair halted at the open door _ | XN Somed el of a limousine that stood at the curb. T can’t even stand.” said Trask ¢ s the hoy disappeared Trask bolted [ Ot S8R L TUEL Coh )y in the ey The Full Line of EXEIEXFAELE I EXEREREREX TR « som and returned, 7ig ; SIF n the perambuai. | “Very good, sir. EMERALITE LAMPS : There was i rug across hi A second later the half-recumbent AT o of woe, form of the man on wheels was gen- ave for the light in his ey As he | tly lifted in a pair of prodigiously irought the Juggernaut to u t ke | wiry arms. The chauffeur \'olumeered' “agged back lmply, uttering an gsten- | help, but was waved aside with a Joseph D. Campbell e | BRI NMain 6349 igh | shake of the head. This was Keeler’s Don't forget, now,” warned ’Inum.iob and he performed it with con-