The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 11, 1916, Page 4

THE SEATTLE STAR oF NeEWsrarmne eo & month hing Co, Phone Mate 600, Private rt _ Break the Machine Slate : HE standpat republican machine welcomes the pro: gressives back in the party, as voters, but every rogressive who has dared to become a candidate has én slugged over the head by the machine gang. Progressive republicans should resent the machine ae STAR-—MONDAY, SEPT. 11, 1916. PAGE 4 Next Wee’ |A Novel “THE SMUGGLER” BY |A Week srinriistsssstsstty CHAPTER I A Boatman's Fee THE foot of Drumworth castle flows a river, In a clumay boat upon this man was casing Up | |ward, In a rapturous study of the leastle towers Those castia towers, gray with age, rose high above the river's bank The boat, a flat-bottomed thing, jtoo wide and far too heavy for a single pair of oars, would have Jamiled at thoughts of ep Its usual function was that of a ferry ELLA MIDDLETON TYBOUT etiitstetitiiiiitisiiitiscetiit sity « “PANDORA'S BOX” A Novel A. Mitchell A Week right, 19 na. M by Brrrrrsrrit root fathomless obscurity extended palm a coln wan dropped, | an entertaining idea For & moment the young man held| tinue the deception? forth hia hand with ite shilling. | took her fe Then his cheeks grew hotter still as| ter, Het an ignorant: man ho remembered the regular price! common son—he would natural was aixpence and she had given him| ly be deceived by superfictal things. an extra eixpence for himself! Pulling the brim of bis hat still further over his eyes, he again wat! down, took up the oars and rowed | out upon the river | Thin adventure of the shilling | she disturbed the boatman For sev.) eral hours it supplied him with a} variety of emotions, His efforts! $33 Jato hin} came to her lips, and with ft came Why not con Perhaps he a “How long have you been here Three days.” “Do you come from London?” v7 I came here from London whom are you doing this?” ked For an architectural firm.” “It is they who hire yout” “You.” r agent baaab gaa visas at1advdastbaasvita netadutasdtaasutaaaatasaaganizaiiagaiadaziaazaany THTIUERTERREESQIIOGOTSOCTEETUoDeaoEEE the gardener’s daugh-| ) “tactics tomorrow by repudiating it, just as they did|to and fro across the river, But the to despiee the lady for her lack of “Six years ago. } The machine slate candidates, headed by Hum- 3 *phrey, Lee, Hamilton and Whitney, are all of the sregular standpat brand. The independent voter can do no better service tomorrow than to help smash t "whole fixed ticket. And finally, those honest republicans who hereto- fore have been content to let the bosses and the ma- he slate candidate, by any ‘tup. Should the standpat sure defeat in November. Progressive voters will not "swallow an entire standpat crew. And if the republican ticket, after tomorrow, is| largely dominated by machine candidates, no decent re-| > publican can complain if the progressives bolt the ticket} ‘ina body. Two Patriotic Services Which Should Elect Wilson I" WOULD be difficult to overestimate the service which *Z President Wilson has rendered to the nation by preventing | the strike of railroad employes. That the president is entitled to the bulk o even his most captious critics must admit It would be ridiculous to say that by forci f the credit, | congress to @ct with unprecedented promptness on the eight-hour law, President Wilson permanently settled all the differences be-| tween the railroads and the 400,000 members of the four brotherhoods But it is within the facts to say that but the enact-| “ment of this law, this country would today be in the throes *of an industrial revolution, the far-reaching consequences of Swhich no man could forecast. _ When President Wilson stepped in, it seemed to those ‘who had knowledge of the inside facts of the situatior even the tremendous power estige of the presi (Office could not avert the cala of a ger 1 railroa President Wilson brou » the ‘ nd in Sepower and prestige of his office, but that m 1 © succeed which is perhaps the most marked characteristic of ® personality richer in sterling elements than that of any | president since Lincoln. 4 It was this same will to succeed, backed by moral “eourage of a high order, that enabled President Wilson to! _windicate international law and establish the rights of neutral) mations, in the submarine controversy with Germany, with-| out going to war. : f the arguments for President Wilson's re-election be-| gan with his settlement of the submarine controversy and "ended with his action which averted the railroad strike, with nothing in between, he ought to be assured of the support of every voter who puts patriotism above partisanship We believe that Wilson is justified in awaiting decision with calmness and confidence © _Lincoln’s Hut N ACCEPTING for the government of the United States| TH the little log cabin in which Abraham Lincoln was born, | President Wilson spoke of it as a lasting tribute to the mem- ory of the Great Emancipator. It is that and yet it is more! than that. It is an encouragement, a stimulus, to the youth fof America. Every public school in the land should be pro- Yvided with a photo of the humble log cabin to be framed, “together with a sketch of the life of the great Lincoln, and *hung upon its walls. This would carry conviction to the boy mind, more forcibly than any possible words, the fact} that in America tie only limits to any lad’s aspirations are! the ones fixed by himself. This is the true purpose, the| higher purpose of the Lincoln Farm association. Lincoln needs no memorial. His image is graven, for all time, in the the hearts of a loving, grateful people But his remarkable Career, visualized and pictured to future generations of America’s children, must be a constant inspiration to the highest effort. And so Lincoln would have “Th behind the “chine name and trim the candidates, had better wake)? chance, win in the primary tomorrow, it will only mean | jyounger woman, with Lord Heps ford beside her, came thru the little} a benevolent Creator, while peo. gateway, down the grassy path|pling the earth, had established toward the river. Bending slightly | two classes of humana, distinct and/ forward, his face toward hers, the|far asunder; people of birth and| ye an Was speaking with some ers. Of these others not much learn i" was expected. But of those well “Do come tomorrow, Piease do. ro, of whom too much could T will call for you at any hour you never be child Octavia say.” . was am “No; not tomorrow.” And altho Lady Octavia,” sald “Thursday, then?” Sally Pindar, “is now @ person Dou Ask your grocer-He perception were constant fallures, | This victim of the unintentional | snub was a tall young man of an-| gular figure, While never accused his noonday occupant, i his ferryman was now at dinner, and the present for the idle hour, had borrow craft ‘o mistake him for the usual navigator would be a pardonable|0f beauty, be bore a face in which error. The brim of a soft felt hat | !telligence, honesty, and a sense lot a common type was lowered to|Of humor were clearly written shade his eyes, and his shirt of titer than usual, he walked faded blue flannel, rolled up to the | %8ck to the village of Drumworth, about a mile from the membered, in the midat tie. He re f his mor elbows, showed brown and muscular arms his day dreams this present | t!flcations, that Mre. Pindar, at occu t was awakened, gently, by | “%O8@ cottage he was lodging, had behind him on river's |Onc® been a maid to this Lady Oc Turning he #aw an open ear-|'*¥!a's mother; and, altho poor! coming from the ¥ . a| Mrs Pinder's mind was now a ‘tman on the box. In| %!nk, Sally Pindar, the daughter, | might be tempted to talk about the| the « were two lad! a rly wou with white hatr,|©*4#Pperating passenger who had recognized by the dreamer as the/'/ned the afternoon, Duchess of Linsmere pointed out to him on She had been| The lodger drew up a chair and the previous; seated himself before the maiden. day, as she was driving to chureh.| Theo, from Sally Pindar’s lips, And close beside the carriage, on a| came the Information he destred. tnut hunter, rode the duchess'|The Lady Octavia, when 4 years son, Lord Hepsford. The other) o! had lost her mother. Upon| woman, whom the dreamer had mother's death a sister of the never seen was younger. Karl of Drumworth, the Lady As the equipage stopped, the foot-| Georgiana, a most exclustve per man Jumped to the ground, opened son, came to the castle and took | the door, and the younger woman|the mother's place. And Octavia, 8 After a few words with | being only child, recetved a he duchess—a handsome person-|most exclusive education. Per age with benevolent as tthe sistent effort bore its fruit. The child realized at an early age that! “1 shall be too busy Thursday.” “Friday? “No; Friday I must work.” “Work! Oh, I aay! What are) mu going to work at?” | finding an excuse for | with her own opinions, she has bad so much attention, belong the only child of a great house, that her pride ts quite natural. CHAPTER I Lady Octavia's Discovery yo not exanpe Ma times du the next 24 it ef recalled the tp wh xpe and the d indy bes it * With the band that was not hold-| the kind lady, on the contrary ing the parasol she made a Kesture,| ain not onc quietly, but with authority, for the| or tne recipient eee the Bit boatman to approach. Then at The following morning, It being dreamer remembered what for &/ customary to work an hour or #0 moment he had forgotten, that ha| wn little garden, training had borrowed the ferryman’s craft-|anq trimming plants and gathering Quickly he picked up the oars and) towers, she put on, as usual, an obeyed the summons. As the boat) .iq straw hat, a blue ‘gingham apron and her working gloves. As a child, she had shown democratic tastes that alarmed her aunt; tastes pardosable perhaps in a per this}son of ordinary clay, but not befit -| ting a Dramworth And then began. »| Auntie George, a § +|tomatio and unceasing instruction jin family pride The vine grew as it was trained and Lady Oc. touched the shore the gentleman Was still protesting. Out tnto the stream, toward the castie, the béatman pulle@ With furtive glances he drank welcome In Pp or superiatively he was subdued, discomft witehed. As to her identity he had ittle doubt was the Daugtt jtavia, at 20, enjoyed a conscious |ter of the Castie—the fairy prin- ae of superiority that needed no cess, A stranger in this southwest ort ot England, having come from Lon-| Straightening up after she had | don only ore, he had| worked over her flowers for a time, | a Octavia Hen-| Lady Octavia closed her eyes and| rietta child ofl inhaled, with @ deep breath tne | Lord Aylesden, the son of the/fiower scented air of her garden. | Earl of Drumworth, but he knew] After standing a moment and| she was that exalted person. He) looking around, her eyes rest found pleasant study in the grace-jed upon a narrow door near the ful head and sien girlish | corner of the To be neck, the carelessly crossed) gure the door had always been upon the sunshade in her/there. But it had always been inp, the « { closed in thought | closed. Now it was ajar, She thoughts, apparently,| wondered, in an {dle way, why {t| river, far away, |was open. As many months had| t wght alongside the s the ter of the Castle stood up a hia boat since she had visited that Dau. the older and disused por. of the castle, she strolled be forth a hand as it—tt neath the narrow archway and en-| the ferryman—she wishe tered a court ance in stepping ashore. Along & cloistered padenes ebe But, in another instant, briefer) continued until ahe came out into! than sudden death—and Dar a garden. Thin garden was the nal terrace of the castle and ated from William the Conqu his ambition were flung to or r she came to this gar @ favorite resort in her child n | hood —it h always stirred her| | Imaginatic She had likened it jto the Garden of the Sleeping | | Beauty | Strolling along a weed grown | path, Lady Octavia heard a sound Jin her vicinity that was not in} harmony with the forgotten Stories of the little garden. She stopped |and frowned, A man waa whistling. | Louking up at a great mullioned| window just sbove her she noticed that one of the swinging casoments was open. And as she stood there the whistling ceased. It was fol lowed by a very low humming, as Jof a man absorbed in his work Lady Octavia entered a passage cended a few stone steps to ft and stood at tne doorway the old Baronial Hall As she paused for a moment tr this doorway, she saw a man stand ing on @ chair, before a table, his While she was pausing moment in the doorway the imped down from his chair 4 went on with hia work La 1oets of white paper were before him. He seemed to be smething. . The Daughter of the Castle en She had approached within w feet of the draughtsman ot | for a man nd drawing ecame aware of her Then he turned his His visitor, with a Areless Ma ut his foce, approached the Ue and stood beside him, look ES M own at his drawing an CHIC ACO. 40? hy," she exclaimed in mild Ane male mecca urprise, “that is the outside of this castle ~CAN GUAR "Yo." ee Aw she studied the pleture tn allence he went on with his work The action seemed to imply a cer-| tain indifference to—or fail to realize—the quality of his visitor. This apparent indifference to pre was something Octavio, and, silently, she re 1 it, At the same moment however, she remembered her pres. ent attire, the old hat. A faint smile, unobserved by the workman, he new for knows Lad any pH I was and who. tle credit | at “Not the Earl of Drumworth nor his son?” “Hut they know you are here, of course?” “Oh, you mission.” After standing beside this man a moment she became deeply inter ested in his work | He took up four other drawings on tracing paper, of the same tower, Tt te with their per “She in not so unreasonable as and laid them before her lion ature sochaie “y Bay, Norman, what's harder to tie “Which do you like the best?” , - dratiatiteman ebook pas ae : than & fresh gg, an honest lawyer ms, peep judge. 1 know too littie| bis head. “Well, it ts m ly to) Munitions Workers Maimed "54.7! oot of ground withous of architecture” her credit if she ts not, with every and Crippled by Aw. Kee, George, go easy . < . . inet her.” Yye give However, sho laid a finger—in| (ink akainat ber’, | Werk nace there ain't sothi the soiled garden glove—upon one! ,,..°°"?*?! oct Prt * harder of the pect an . p Yes, All the traditions of her CASUALTIES ARE MANY py.’ re tt te A REAL CAD. “I think I prefer that one.” er oensa } ad A real caddie, Clarence to one wha . ™ » ‘ right on the job, ls down the cow re 9 i al ‘ he Placidiy he continued “In apite| By J. W. PEGLER when you drive otf, keeps bis pe} there ey ee cht note et eptha:{of all temptations she has de} LONDO ot. 11.—(By Mall) : n't laugh and tale a ee 2 eee. Dee, © ty | veloped, I understand, into a sur-| Seared by molten metal, blinded by yum playing to the other siasm, almost boyish; and a sue : . 4 most of at the cation of a friendly. appreciation | Prisingly fine woman. She elevates| steel shavings and with fingers oye ay, be ypeey pnd Jud nn Met the tone of the whole community.| snipped off vy the cruel machinery lowe your” She Fae d ts tne this man When people in th { the munitions factories eh 4s, Mr. Jonas - ‘now | of her @ different expression comes| women and girls are paying the x wit SOW 706, Be Stits “DO inte. thelr te The very men-| price of patriotism as well as their}! {t looks with the rest of the castle And laying a plece of tracing oro, | the atmosphere Industrie! accidents have not i reeacd to cketen the tower of their|. “However, she ts not much to! minished despite the clatm of labor| J choice. He drew ft rapidly and a at, —— o ed 7 ats that yonen sie more care 1 eemed to narve! he color fie to Octavia’s| ful than men. eir inexperience ‘a 1 ‘ 7 years he had lived ti with ploturesque effect ling the subject of this man's con j the accidents so the experts may be the country. At last he ry She looked on in surprise—and| Yersation i | ight after all, in theory. But the-| 21, to the city admiration—as this new tower aes she answered: “Iam nat bs — re apie ter pp Hawn There, the first time in his life ba Uargeerdlig rp anion Then I can tell you what I think.| hends ; F . he saw 8 schoolgirl £0 fhe her tedeed. i Go! ite in we The le hereabouts being hum-| Another explanation ts that fe mage aeeccons ‘or the — ing when one's labor is m p.| dle m 4 and dazzled by her ex-| male puddiers and lathe hands b ree « ‘ od A yer Arr 9 sorbing than one’s amuseme alted station, have af) come preoccupied at their work |; and gaz 74 <s er ; it Pray As he apoke, be ra: like spinster with the fascinations| when their thoughts flit to the men ‘” nee ane 01 —— lor some and thelr eyes met, 1 of a turtle dove. 1 met her face to] fighting in France, the ladle tips or |tme, he asked a boy wi 0 was stand: firet real knowledge face yesterday afternoon in the;ihe belt slips off the roller, there's |'"6 near if she had fite, for, being a workman in a blouse,| he had received but a thoughtless! glance, The eyes into which she now found herself looking brought a mild surprise—not so much from anything startling In their appear | ance as from elusive memortes they aroused. These memort stant sb broken threads, They were strangely familiar, thone ey They were a light gray—or b perhape—-with lashes almost black Merely to break the silence, and to relieve her own embarrassment, she said | “I see you have a man tn armor) over the gateway in one drawing but not in this last one.” “Yos. 1 copied tt from that old chap up there.” And he pointed across the room to a sult of four century armor, standing be side the old Lady Oc) tavia frowned. To hear a sainted ancestor, a hero of historic battles. chimney the renowned Rich, of Drum worth called “that old ¢ nent a thrill of resentment t nerve of her patrician b calmly she replied “Ho ts believed by those familiar with English history to hb brought more glory to the house of Drumworth than any other soldier.” “But such easy glory, and #o| chea | eed! It might be interesting to know why Wel that sult of armor is a wonderful piece of work. 1 | been examining it Fron e to toe th is not ® weak place| in ft. In such a get up he was as| safo tn the thick « home in his own t The lady tried b her indignation. “T against wore armor just a “You, a few of them. wover battle as at 1 to suppress ono he fought good b © rar were cls n with pun le a casque or @ breast-plate who took the ine ly, we identall t would not have] things to the man him you when he had his armor Slowly under the clotstered are thru ber own garden and then along the great terrace, walked Lady Octavia, with puzzled| brow and absent look was striving vainly to recall the for. Gotten pe n to whom this archi-| tect bore #o strange a resemblance Meanwhile her {rritation was not diminished by the consctousness that the great Richard, as an em. bodiment of reckless heroism, had dropped a peg or two in her esteem lunch this day she remarked | careless! “Wouldn't It be dreadful if our great Richard was something of a humbug, like so many oth At the the Lady Georgiana, and her father, Lord Aylosdon, Her grandfather, the Earl of Drumworth,: was ab sent Auntie George straightened up. “What do you mean, Octavia? Auntie George asked “Why, I mean going into bat tle so well pre ted in his fron] clothes that nobody could hurt him And then killing common who had no protection in the of armor way Stil at work in his ridiculous blouse, Octavia found the architect | next morning. He stood aside that she might better survey his work “Why, you have put th armor over the entrance! “Yes, How do you like him?” “1 don’t like him. rh ie take/ him out.” Raising his eyebrows man in| he regarded her in surprise, “But I put him there because you Hked him | 1 have changed my mind And in the manner of one who {a accustomed to being obeyed she turned away and seated herself in the great Elizabethan window With an elbow on the drawine ¢ Sn | | his hand,{again stood at hte wooulder and « ths castle, his chin In bin ¢yes upon this glowing creature) peared interested in his work »| In 1.6 window, so near, yet so very! munt re place that knight in armor no very far away, the draughts-| You could not do better than honor STILL Iman indulged, unconsciously, in aja common soldier, one of those who| ‘Tradesman (who has been at the sigh that might have atirred an ico-| risked their lives telephone for « quarter of an hows, berg. It barely reached tho lady he shook his head hat|to his apprentice)—Here, William, lears: but her eyes opened, And| would be an unsolicited trib to ta the receiver, An long as my altho they opened slowly, they | obscurit willful encouragement | wite is talking to me, you dome caught him unawares, He blushed! to modest merit need to make any reply; only whee like a schoolboy, and resumed his| “You to have little respect |she asks, “Are still there, Jam work. In the hope of diverting at-| for the justice of the lords of Drum-|say, “Yen, Amelia, dear.” tention from this embarrassment, worth / “ee | he inquired | “They are no worse than the A CADDIE er y lords, But, really ans ie ine shon.| other greedy lords beveled Mee the dishon-| vou know, after all, it is not to a rine ack oar ik 8 n/ man’s discredit that he has a title soldier-—one of tt who bore the| It Is mighty awkward to bave it de : creed, before your birth, that you nab gp boeing a Dy id peat by | shall be a superior person the effigy of a plebelan’ The Earl| (Continued in Our Next I of Drumworth would never con - sent; nor Lord Aylesden; nor Lady WOMEN ALSO Georgiana, nor Lady Octavia. “Tam not so sure about Lady | (al a Octavia” “{ should never dare ask her aowe WHER HAVE TO PAY tion of her seems to p @en at the front name “No,” the boy replied. “Them’s gymnastics.” lage. 4 Scream and enother casualty goes he tm abort but fierce of as-| Gown on the growing list pect,” continued the draughtsman, | | “Ah, how sad!” sald the man, us going on with his work, “very| Creamertes of the state number | “How long’s she had ‘em?” F erect, very determined, and I should 186, of which all but 40 are tn the! oe b hate to meet her alone on a dark | western district tributary to Seat- A DESPERATE CRIMINAL a night.” tle. 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