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to Tacoma. But even that ts not “copyright. f “Her Great Pric The Seattl Bntered at Reattia, r By malt, out of otty, one yea: By carrier, eity, Ralph Horr, Nonpartisan HE new president of the Young Men's Republican club is Ralph A Horr. In his first speech as president, he declared himself against nonpartisanship * Horr’s stand is exceedingly inconsistent. He himself is a splendid argument FOR nonpartisanship. Four years ago, Horr was an active Member of the progressive party. He counseled with the Bull Moose, supported Bull Moose candidates, and contributed to the Bull Moose campaign funds. Now he is a republican and is honored as president of the Young Men's Repub- lican club. Has not Horr actually practiced non partisanship by affiliating first with one party and then with another as, in his Opinion, the occasion demanded? . Certainly. The Young Men's Republican club, moreover, has shown in actual practice a nonpartisan attitude by accepting Horr as president, altho four years ago he was sed to the candidates of the party. : alph Horr’s TALK against nonparti- a ht -Sanship is most certainly inconsistent with his ACTION. HORR IS A LIVING EXAMPLE OF NONPARTISANSHII A Mountain for a Monument HE earth is dotted with many a mar- ‘ velous, monument and tomb. The | pyramids, the mausoleum of Halicarnas- sus, the Taj Mahal, Napoleon's crypt, and the thin, high shaft to Washington are all beautiful, different types of the mem- Orials man has set up to the great dead. Since the execution of Edith Cavell, the Red Cross nurse who was shot by a Ger- ‘man authority in Brussels, October 12, 915, many kinds of monuments to her Memory have been suggested. | The Canadian government has just de- _ cided that a mountain would be most fitting, and has renamed Mt. Geikie, an 11,000-foot peak. It will hereafter be called “Mount Cavell.” © As her monument is unique, so was the tragic incident of the death of Edith Cavell. It did not help or hinder the ending of the war. But it may be said to symbolize the most modern feature of | warfare, the psychology of war. The IMPRESSION of the people, the CONVICTIONS of the people, the SAT- | ISFACTION of the people, the national % hology, in short, has come to be j ‘ed upon as a most important factor im the winning or losing of a war. In short, DEMOCRACY is pushing to the front, even in that most antique and aris- _ tocratic of all social institutions, the cult of war. _ American Game Trails NYTHING and anybody to beat Roosevelt is the standpatters’ slo- gan. It’s a shame the way that Roose- velt man is acting. Elephant hunting is all right in Africa, but it is positively inhuman in America. ‘Smatter with the mo 2. C. A? sary could, has court, o tory an that Fishing in the Same Old Empty Hole BY R. F. PAINE ISHING, as recreation, is a fine thing It promotes such excellent qualities as patience, endurance and spiritual con templation, But when congress goes after a criminal conspiracy Standard Octopus, it simply baits its hook for sharks and drops its line in a wash tub, figuratively speaking, when it ought to be conscientiously sawing wood will land only a foolish demonstration of patience and endurance, and gasoline-buy- ing folks have already got all they want of such, For over 30 years gressional law enough to jail every trust conspirator in the country under this law enough or serious enough to have the slightest effect as a deterrent States supreme court what law we had and the have abandoned the practice of getting together in formal meeting to concoct That's all the relief (?) the public has gotten out of legislation and it has paid, finally, all the costs on both sides of the case in getting that For one, I don't believe that there is conspiracy in the present situation that is at all tangible. One man, one head orders this or that done. It is the height of efficiency. | Ye gods! under present business ethics it isn't conspiracy; it’s inspiration! Moreover, if this is criminality, there are mighty few business concerns that are not guilty of it, or would be, if they The Standard creature after which it 1s named, not only tentacles with prey, but it also has power to discharge a volume of black movements tion is opaque and we will get nothing by fishing in such waters Lodge's exclamation senate, the other day, “Why, the supreme court dissolved Standard Oil, didn’t it?” It is pretty clearly demonstrated that, such is the frightful evil of over-capitali- zation, you can't “regulate” a corpora- tion, to the extent of any relief to the public, without breaking that corporation. ed legislation, prosecution, investigation and regulation have demonstrated beyond doubt that government competition is the only relief from cor oly in the necessaries of life. Let congress, fishing in the inky fluid squeezed out of the Standard Octopus by our supreme up the government oi! terri- start a few refineries. how promptly the armor and powder monopolies have dropped when was Sen. about government competition. octopi, bait with octopus. sts, breed germs that consume pests. f it weren't for political bees that are always buzzing in our hair, we'd learn a lot from fishermen and we could apply, vantage, to our economics. Published Daty Ry The Star headed by the It ‘ we've had con- 4 i} Convictions haven't been frequent The United emasculated conspirators has Conspiracy isn’t neces Octopus, like the sea which to seize its fluid to conceal its attacked. The situa- Right pat in the i substantial | Years and years of attempt- tation monop- instead of hopelessly Observe upon their knees, at the first congressional. peep ff} To catch | To put down bacteriologists | with great ad- / GY WHERE APOLOGY I5 DUE _ We ar ° ‘The dogs th urb public worship at the Meth rch a few Sundays ago, by bit ‘round and ‘round They them. eee on next meetin’ Sunda. SOMF EXPERT, urn (Ga.) News. ee I understand ‘The rumored raise in boat rates has cha “Will keep some people from going "The what?’ _@fough. The humane _ society should get a law passed positively ding any one from going. one Teddy Roosevelt fs to run on a of “America First.” If he 't look out, C. Allen Dale | cape. it sue him for infringement of ee A hero—the man wh, ” at the Strand re, refers to Mabel Tallafer- To's. Is it as great as Mary Pick- actors are ying. At Redelsheimer’s Prices $3.50 to $10.00 W.H.FISHER. MGR, [ttle and lighted a candela ford’s? Or is it a mere trifle like Jess Willard got the other day? 78 The most economical woman in our nelghborhoo@ is the housewtfe | @—— who wrote to the congressman for | garden seeds and made pea soup of | mployed by a railway com-| of the puzzle! “Ho makes out the time tables.” eee We notice in the literature offer- ed yesterday by E. A. Peters, late of Walla Walla, that he almost got | a second bath in those three days. | Gosh, but that was a narrow es | ks the | - woman in front of him at the the- atre to stop rustling her program | so he may be able to hear what the Select Your Boy’s Suit for Easter Complete showing of the new- est styles and patterns in Suits for boys, ages 2% to 18 years. Complete lines of Hats, Caps and Furnishing Goods for boys. a | | _ COMMODORE W. 6. | SON'S IDEA OF A | CINCH Jos. ALL REAL WLU HAVE "1D BUY A NEW SET OF “TIRES | FOR MY FLAG sn! | | | Now we'll also |warden for the | heck. : DEFERRED PANTS The Normal school band untfori will consist of a cap and coat | firet, with the probable addition « pants at a later date.—The Kalama- 200 (Mich.) Gazette. 7 need a port county farm, by oe EV. TRUE SAYS: “Why spend money for cows on the county farm when ducks and fish would feel much happier there?” MAYBE IT WAS A DRY TOWN THEN AND IT WAS STILL A DRUG STORE The Society for the Preservation of Virginia” Antiques has been | placing tablets on various sites thru out the efty of Richmond, com- memorating their past associations with greatne One of those tablets ts on | an Italian public house, or bar-room, in [18th st. and it reads | “William Henry Harrison, ninth president of the Unt States, studied medicine here. | *“_* « INSANE IDEAS grew on » would shoehorns grow on cows? If files were as big as ele- phants, could you catch a hip- popotamus on fly paper? > If fire were cold would an ice man get burned? + Once again we ask Shakespeare do to iwho want to DEATH? What did those fellows celebrat his jrapidiy STAR—FRIDAY, APRIL 7, 1916. “A SIREN OF THE SNOWS’ (Continued from our last Issue) CHAPTER V The Winking L I" WAS Kerry Mallat broken into her room by take. i ights pee, F le had mis She recognized his voice instantly when he spoke to her, and fn an sewer to her quiet questioning he told her in hurried whispers what had happened Another moment and her father, aroused by the shots, wae at the loor, and the two mon repaired to Mallabeo's den, where Kerry, after throwing on a dressing gown, noon | followed them. Mallabee was explaining to Jen would cause of an Bakimo ‘sen that the superstitious Swedes never enter the no be totem pole placed fn the hall And used by the family as a hat rack, when sudden ly the cluster of Mallabee, who had beside the fireplace, Irtedly to his feet “What growled have cut can that “The our main |They haven't the tools, jwouldn't dare touch it; must be something happened at the power house,” He strode toward the window to {t's alive, It hal look out tn that directs Almost before speaking the lights then all @ain was darken again at once snapped on once mo The room grave. voles, sounding and far away, cut the # “T-hee, yes,” she shud hurry, what ts it, w Swedes, Yes. ‘The she repeated. electric hanging above thelr heads went out been mean? larrikins current and they they lion Mallabes came on, mained on for a brief space, and suddenly darkness Nehte sitting Jumped hur. * he annot wire. know conned re. Again the lehts came on, only to} Then they re, bi fence, dered. bat Swede inding |thelr eyes with the sudden glare. was as quiet Suddenly Kerry Mallabee's strangely hoarse os the “Oh, Her form seemed to sway beside him ike a shadow in the wind as she stared back Into Jensen's eyes message in and spelled out the Morse alphabet that lights were trying from the power hi “Yo he Swe again. “Ob, faster. I can take ft. Swedes have storehoure. pered, hoarsely, “the Swed jbroken into the storehouse.” she she the winking to send them sald why don't they send Have broken into the the whie have “Smash a globe if you get me,” Kerry “TH feel spelled out rapidly now here on the reached up and it the transformer globe with her bare hand. Now the lights Maliebee more shock She broke a frosted began to wink more rapidly, as the man working over on the switchboard at the oth- er end of the feed wire realized ‘They have— tak ee of dynamite tn plosive, chok that her “Th up—the—dam The lights began an “They are crazy @: and Truesdale, to death while their ing |his message was being taken. elve— The snapping word left her lips shriek. |Then the lights began to wink so hoarsely whis- pered letters almost tumbled over one another as she repeated them. have — gone—to—blow— to snap on runk hands 4 off with dazzling rapidity. They |took out Pettyjohn, Vetch the cook, and clubbed them were tied. They got me, too, I guess, but |T'm good for a few minutes longer Hurry up on the cliff, no telling mite and flood the cany in. Can’t—-send—any and the electric ‘on, 1 ‘how soon they may set off the dyna. m—all The message slowed down, tric kled off into a long, blinding da Hghts of Argyie| | House and the life of stout-hearted | Dick Evans went out together. Stephen» Mallabee strode toward the door. “Father!” cried Kerry Mallabee an she struck a match on a fireplace ftood on the mantel. you going to do?” “Do? he repeated explosively that “What are am going to blow up my own dam, ore they have a chance. prepared for this; sibly come a time when I wish to wipe out this entire under. taking at one stroke. they would be the cause of my| | Wanting to destroy it.” father,” said Kerry Mal |labee soothingly, as whe placed hor “Now, hand on his arm and back {nto the chatr. sort. We must first 1 Was the dam was planted with mines when {t batt. wan 1 thought there might pos would PAGE 4. By Stanley BShaw—Copyright, 1915, by Little, Brown & Co, | ‘THE WARD there fs any one alive there, Then we and the servants can go to the Jeliff, out of reach of the drowning flood that will come when the dam bursts.” “Lat me go to the power houne,” sald Jensen. The patrolling miners had all dis appeared. Jensen left Argyle House and raced toward the power build ing at the foot of the falls, Lights wore burning there, This struck Jensen as odd, If tho lights were on here, why had they been shut off at Argyle House? With the ald of a long tron bar | Jonsen managed to spring the fron |door of the power house so that [Sire house somehow and see if OF TECUMS the other «@ per will mtv "BY CRITTENDEN MARRIOTT A Great Feature cliff top. For @ moment Jensen was #0,bis head with satisfaction as he Gaining the cliff, Jensen walked |dazed he could not catch what the | said beside Stephen Maliabee toward|man was attempting to say, Then,| “That's the stuff. 1 nee you've the two tall wireless masts that|as the fellow continued to point a| worked a key before, Now keep in ahead, the sky a short The old man’s face wan seamed | bands and secured it for him with sorrow, his head sunk forward | walked “It's a terrible thing for the lives jof men to be snuffed out so sud l|could be seen sharply silhouetted | wobbling hand toward the brandy | her singing “ distance | bottle standing on a near-by table, |denly,” he aid, “even such stub-| brutes as those In my anger I brainless were | born, miners |thought I was ready to send them | |to their death myself, but | couldn't have done ft. To think of such pur |poseless death affects me deeply.” |tighten and realized that It might let | throat strength, clearly help me to where that wireless tn #trument te lo b brought in here.” “I am Ugly,” he said breath, as ters on Jensen's shoulder Kin, Kin; won't Kin, Kin, Kin.” t to the left of dazzling time Jensen key, and naen reached out his manacled The man tipped up the bottle and | Kin, the raw liquid run down his| body else. This appeared to give him| Off three fe and he spoke more|came @ spark flame every the Morse filled with an almost snapping dischar; of that played about his head Ii many flaming gnate. Finally the man shoulder and ow give me a ed that has been ever since I wan! ging away Jensen saw the fellow's muacles 6 pressed out the under his let- want take any- there blue pressed the sir was constant currents ke #0 broke into’ @ chuckle of satisfaction, as he mut | the lock snapped. An they came nearer to the wire|b6 wise to do as he asked. Hel tered Inside the sight that met bis eyes | ies masts Jensen saw that they | good up and allowed the {ll man to| “Ab! that’s more Mike it; they was horrible, Truesdale, Vetch the | were ported entirely by £UY\jean heavily on him 4 they|get me. No.” he continued, re cook, and PettyJohn lay upon the! wires, and that each rested with @| moved toward the wireless room peating under bis breath the mes- floor, their Iimba bound, and their) ball and socket Joint upon an tn “Ugly! Ugly! Usly! That’sme,|sage he was painfully pounding heads beat beyond human sem-/pulated base sunk in # solid cement| that's me,” the fellow kept repeat-|into Jensen's shoulder, “no, you blance, Before the switchboard lay | foundation ing in @ thick voice, and Jensen|won't do. I want Kin; and, for trietan fore he fell had been to throw off ithe Argyle House switch tn trying to make the Morse dot for the final letter of his last word. “On,” and thru the power house door at Argyle House. Then he com posed the body of poor Evans as well as he might, sofuy murmured, | man,” closed tho tron door, and left the building. CHAPTER VIL Enguifing Waters Upon arriving at Argyle House Jensen found the place tn confi sion. The half dozen Chinese ser vants were beset with a panic of fear, Stephen Maliabee raged among them, trying to direct the gathering be transported to the and they might jeliffs before the dam burst Black Devil's Red was flooded. happened at the power house, This drove the old man off into another fit of wild rage against the miners. Finally he became calmer, and Jen sen assieted him in gathering his things together, while Peter Saint, with the threatening ald of a dog whip, managed to produce a more rational effort from the Chinese, At last everything Mallabeo de- sired most to preserve was gath- ered tion, Then he began about the house for his daughter. Kerry Mallabee's first question when she came in, was for brave back the tears when Jensen told her of his gallant conduct and un timely end at the hands, of the drink-crazed miners After a moment of racking sobs, Kerry Mallabeo pulled herself to- methe: “ ahe said to the Chinese nervants, who were bunched to gether, shivering with terror, In a corner, ¢ must lose no time, but get to the cliff at once.” The harried preparations for at- taining the cliff had taken but a short time, and Jensen considered ft would be at least half an hour yet before the miners could ex- plode thetr dynamite at the dam. The uphill climb was hard, and the three people had paused to rest A moment, silently gazing down linto the depths of Black Devil's | Hed, when suddenly their ear drum | were smitten with a terrific explo |sfon, and the ground beneath them |heaved and |that they staggered and fell “They've done it,” groaned Stephen Mallabee, as he recovered |from the shock and arose to his! feet | Within a space of } than 60 seconds what had been a perfectly equipped mining camp became a | whirlpool of tumbling water, racing madiy toward the outlet Black Devil's Bed was now a lake, the tiny falls a thundering torrent 200 feet acrons The three prople stood ailent with staring eyes. Stephen Malia hee was the first to speak “You see,” sald Malinbee, point ing to the floating objects racing | pagt, “I doubt If a aifigie miner bas leseaped. In detonating their own But I never| a ee : expected such brainiess beasts a, | *ynamite they exploded every one drew Ket him "Do be calm: | this is no time for thoughts of that |the explosion to the! sight, they finally went towa lof my mines with the shock.” watching the water bear its burden of maimed forms past them toward the outlet. Judging by the number of bodies, it did not look as if any of the miners had missed death tn Sickened with the the “TIZ” FOR FEET Instant Relief for Sore, Tired, Tender Feet: for Aching, Swollen, Calloused Feet and Corns You're footsick! tired, puffed up, sweaty, and they need “Tis” makes feet fresh and sore-proof the pain and burn right out callouses and buntons, “Pull, Johnny, Pull! My sore, tired, swollen feet just ache for “Tiz.'” ching, remarkably py takes corns, is the| wish you bad tried “Tiz” sooner., shoul Brandest foot-gladdener the world wena gy! Your feet feel! has ever known. chafed, a | Get a 25-cent box of “Tiz” at any drug store and end foot torture for a whole year. Never have tired, | aching, Sweaty, smelly feet; your shoes will fit fine and you'll only |the body of Dick Evans, the elec | lof his personal effects tn order that | Jensen told Mallabeo 6f what fac! awayed so violently) For a moment they stood there| and the Chinese houre servants Btephen Mallabee showed Jensen ‘thru a cleverly | ground home that, tho much small fer, was not far Huge storage batteries produced Night and for culinary purposes | “I was always prepared to aban don Argyle House, you see,” said | | batteries “We shall remain here short time,” continued "My yacht t# always cruising In the vicinity of Ungava bay during the |open season, and Kerry will get in touch with them on the wireless as jsoon as she comes in. They will send a relief party down and take Jus out. I wonder where Kerry can have disappeared to?” he added, |rather petulantly. jbehind watching the falls,” an awered Jensen, “The- destruction of Argyle House appeared to affect her deeply. It was an awful thing to witne: | “Yes,” sald Mallabee. “You have found us in nothing but trouble since you arrived, Kerrison. I am sorry, indeed, that our welcome had to be #o brutal send you back !n comparative com fort. I presume you will prefer to jreturn to the States over the same route over which you came, We lean outfit you with dogs and |komatic and give you Babe and Peter Saint for guides. The recent | retarnin) Jensen scarcely knew what to sar ‘tn anewer to this hospitable of jhope of getting back; yet the thought of what he was returning fort | Mumbling something he dashed }ap and into the outer air in a tu- mult of emotion CHAPTER IX. The Frozen Man | Kerry Mallabee’s back was turn- ed toward him, Jensen had almost gained her a#ide, when his eyes caught sight of several figures mor ing far down the tral. One was an Indian, the othertwo were white men, with gaunt, skull-| |ltke faces. Kerry Mallabee had seen them now; she was hurrying forward. Jensen ran on close be |hind her, aware that the approach- ing people were In great distress. | One of the white men stopped/ and weakly jthen he fell | The other man staggered on, blind ly, barely able to move. shouted something, stopped, pointed repeatedly to his | mouth . You shall soon have food,” janswered Kerry Mallabee, reas suringly. jother two men up and help them | toward the house,” Jensen hurried down the trail toward the other. He leaned for- ward and turned the form over. The man's eyes were open, staring, but past all human gid. ‘s the matter unconscious?” — Kerry ed back to Jensen ," he answered that man “He man up to the house,” Mallabee. Jensen ran to them and swung his own arm supportingly beneath the arm of the staggering man With Kerry Mallabee supporting the fellow on the other side, they started toward the Mallabees’ un- derground home. They laid the white man upon a couch In the living room Kerry Mallabee had taken full command and both Jensen bustled about, filling her orders like obedient nurses in a hospital ward While Stephen Jensen stood cried Kerry Mallabee and awalting further or- and announced that breakfast was ready “You and father must go to break- fast,” sald Kerry to Jensen, “After you have finished, come back here, Boy, and remain with this sick man | while I take my breakfast.” After breakfast Stephen Mallabee left the underground house to in- spect the blown-up dam, and Jensen returned to the living room to re- leve the daughter, He found her patient had fallen asleep. There was a strange, new look in Kerry Mallabee’s face that he could not fathom. “I don't think you need do any- thing but sit here and watch,” she sald, as she hurried from the room. Jensen drew up a chair beside the patient and leaned back, 80 wearied both mentally and physical- ly he could scarcely think. Save for an occasional series of muffled explosions in the nearby wireless room, the underground house was quiet How long ‘he had sat there with closed eyes he did not know, but he suddenly came to himself with a jump as he felt some one grasp his arms and heard a metallic click as a pair of steel handcuffs were snapped upon his wrists, Jensen opened his eyes to find the sick man had risen shakily to his feet and was standing over him, as he mumbled thickly, poking an automatic against Jensen's stomach “Shut up; not a yip or I'll shoot. Get up on your feet and gimme a Accept no substitute, I'm a8 Weak as a—a rat Get me that brandy bottle.” forward on his face. | They reached the Indian first. He! “But we muat get those! Mallabee | “Come up and help me get this! and her father | ders from Kerry, Hon Toy came tn} “1 think she must have remained | and prepared for transporta|storm was an unusually early one,! \Pressings, and the fellow nodded | The found Peter Baint, the dog*|thought he was becoming delirious again Poor Evans’ last movement be: |already at the wireless station, 04 |himpelf in front of the wireless in-|they waited struments he acted rational enough matructed under |ite fell into a chair, snapped the receiver behind Argyle hand, transferred the automatic to Jensen threw back the switch to| House in the comforts tt afforded. | hig left hand, still keeping Jensen | | covered, and attempted to work the | almost aw the lights shine up again|4mple current for the wireless, for | sending key hand the man found !t difficult to | waiting, A 4 |manipulate the Morse key “God rest your gallant soul, old| Mallabee, pointing to the storage! duced a few brilliant blue sparks, | but but ®) frozen fin; Mallabee./under brain control thone wristers, will you behave and help me send a message on this wh heaven's sake, hurry.” Yet, as soon as he found| For many silent, tense moi | Jaboriously as he answer to his “Kin.” Jensen's as near over his head with o nerves were to point as were the sick man's. ments The man breathed strained his senses to catch the first word of far-flung call for strained the breaking Final- With bis partially bandaged right |ly, after what seemed an age of He pro- |raised his head, New energy led to come to his body as he they were unsatisfactory; hi were not sufficiently |hand on Jensen's shoulder, “I've got him!” he cried. this.” “Bee here,” he said, “if I remove the sick man suddeniy em- 1004 p and again placed his bandaged “Send He began to rapidly push down and release the pressure on |Jensen’s shoulder as be hoarsely s key?” whispered the message he desired ertainly,” answered Jensen, |to send. “I'll be glad to. I can't imagine | pont know where T am, what you put them on for, anyway. |that {t« four days north of except Little I had no idea of harming you, and| Babos camp. Left Little Babos with I'm not a criminal.” | ood ouctit and Indian dee. In- one oe OM © ene me- Never you mind about that,”| thing: ali but sao decerted. Sa om said the big fellow, wagging his| first night out; stole everything. we head w o ‘m | kept on trail struck camp wit doing.” lecly. “I know whet I'miSireless ciation. Looee ae’ if 16 have the handcuffs removed. do?” he asked, as the manacles fell to the floor. At least we C80 | fingers your shoulder, press down on your shoulder, you | work that key. chatr, Morse key. he automatically fell into the prop- jer position, with easy, flexed wrist. and she could not bold He realized that fn it lay his ole guy \4e 30330006 shouting |and you should have good weather oe had been able to manipulate Jensen held forward his wrists to! tm abou 1 in. | woman here, but haven't foun sen “Now what do you want mé to “Bit and every time I Try it now.” j He stood up, and Jensen took the) placing his fingers on the In his schoolboy days 100" FORFEIT $100 forfett Morse telegraph instrument, and article soon pear in this After a moment the blue spark ite imped properly in answer to his ee, might be what we are searching for, Crewly is dead A 4 Jen- (Concluded in our next Issue.) in thin chair and put your on that key, 60,” direted NUX A jthe big man. Tl put my fist on increases strength of delicate, ner- it fafle as per full ex- planation in large to ap- paper. 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