The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 18, 1916, Page 4

THE SEATTLE STA OF SCRIPPS NORTHWEST LEAGUK OF NEWSrArERS Telegraph News Service of the U —————— ~ Bntered at Seattie, W: Postoffive as Becond-Clase Mall, out of city, Abe per month up to # mon, ¢ mos $1.00; year # ty carrier, cit & month Detty by The Star Publishing Co. Phese Mate 698. Private = : Beating the Doctors to It HE infantile paralysis scourge will cost the nation about! & $4,000,000. What we will have to pay in maimed! Band helpless children cannot be estimated } While scientists compete in their efforts to discover the! “cause of the plague, boards of health continue to repeat their! Warnings to mothers and housewives on general sanitation. | The New York department of health has just sent out) "this notice: | It is not unlikely that infantile paralysis is spread in a number of different ways, possibly by flies, roaches and other vermin. Watchfulness and netting will rid your home of flies. Effort and kerosene will rid your home of bedbugs. Cleanliness and borax will rid your kitchen of roaches. Theoretically, these ancient pests are never tolerated in “decent homes. But, in fact, many housekeepers are not nearly P so nice as they pretend. That public boards name the fly, “roach and bedbag as actual menaces to health proves that ankind is not living up to its sanitary standards! Only the simplest supplies, netting, kerosene and borax, required to exterminate vermin. The biggest item is or, work in the home—woman’'s work Bi But so much has been subtracted from the activities of| "the home in the past quarter of a century that well meaning} women not infrequently complain when anybody suggests) “the slightest addition to their responsibilities } Some compromise, perhaps, is desirable. Therefore, the telative value of salads and sanitation is one for conscientious sand mothers to consider. For example, it is far wiser to free a home of flies, roaches and bedbugs than to give a ty or to keep the family supplied with fine desserts It ‘ ill take no more time to kerosene a bed than to bake 7 il’s food. Infantile paralysis is only one of the terrible maladies may be due to vermin, among the scores ranging from phoid fever, which the fly carries, to the most loathsome bf all human diseases, that spread by the bedbug. | Just what immense contribution woman can make to the h of the nation by totally destroying the vermin which ‘afflict mankind is outside prophecy. ee But it can all be done by individual initiative, without nization, or campaign expenses. Simply by making homes as cleanly as they pretend to} plain little housewives can beat the most famous doctors| their own newly found and much advertised endeavor, the, ntion of disease. j ‘ice and the Rich Man ICE reports from New York announced lately that start-| . ling disclosures would soon be made concerning the els at a dinner given by a certain rich man. A feature of} orgy was a real live “September Morn.” It i¢ said that woman who was present made an affidavit 35 pages long, | the details of the affair. i as usual, before the public outcry was over, it was ibic for even a very stupid rich man and his rich guests ofit by the loud warning. They had oodles of timg to! to distant places where the golf links are quite safé. The New York papers are now running matter concern-) the disclosures th this crusade made by a blackmailing pie. Those who have confessed are said to have supplied legal authorities with names and facts which involve cer-| other rich men in compromising situations. ' “But,” runs one report, “the persons named are not so- ‘ciety people, but men and women who aspire to society. They : been made to pay dearly.” And, being rich, they have also been warned sufficiently make a pretty get-away to nice vacation spots beyond the h of public officers with subpoenas. , | But note this: The poor who figure in the vice investi- whether as buyers, sellers or victims, are NOT warned time to get out of the way. They are securely nabbed, by) police, and probably shut up, before the public gets their} Now we are Certainly not sympathizing with any traffick-| in vice because they happen to be poor, but neither do we) called upon to pity the sorrows of the rich who go Nor does the purity of real society folks, contrasted | with that of climbers, hypnotize our mental equipment. Men) ‘are differentiated by a thousand things, but not by their sex interests. | What holds our imagination at the moment is the one) big thing worth fighting for on the face of the earth. That) is justice—justice for rich and for poor, justice even for bad) | “men. & And justice between MAN and MAN, not between the R man and the RICH man, will be one step nearer when safety Tirst” for rich sinners ceases to be the entertaining! of every vice investigation! _ Our Coming American | | A GIRL in a passing car wanted a newspaper. When the car stopped she called a newsboy and reached out a coin. F The car started too soon. The girl drew in her hand dis-| appointedly. But she stopped in amazement, then thrust) > out her hand and stretched it farther as she got up and leaned | out of the window. 5 That little barefoot newsboy was running alongside the} ear, holding up his paper to the girl! A good, hard spurt, a thrust forward and up went the arm with the newspaper. The girl caught it and threw! the coin as the car speeded ahead. The coin fell to the ground. It was only a cent, but it meant so much to the news- boy. He did not know he had escaped being crushed be- © tween the car and an auto as he ran along to sell his paper. He did not realize his tender little bare feet had been en- " dangered by running over cobblestones where nails and glass! might have cut them. All he did know was he hadn’t caught that cent. So he bent down to look for it. He looked and groped, but that cent seemed to have passed into the great beyond for all he was concerned. Suddenly the boy stood up, took a short glance back at the spot of exploration, then at the papers under his arm,} smiled and ran back to his corner. | “Whut d’ye read? Poipers.” There was an American business man in the making! | NATIONAL MARKET Always has Og mooty. saving specials. Butter, Eggs, Olive Oil, acaroni, Delicatessen and Fancy Groceries. Whipped Cream Chocolates, 50¢ Ib NATIONAL MARKET 405 PIKE ST., NEAR FOURTH | - |seen his face and heard him mut |to secure one, and who was much | |returned alone. ish. Next Week By Biiiitititiissrithitisiterc titted “Beyond the Frontier” STAR—MONDAY, SEPT. 18, 1916. RANDALL PARRISH TT CHAPTER A Strange Pa F BLIZABETH did not indulge in hay fever overy year, we would not have been mixed up with it, I don’t know, after all, whether it was not Gabrielle's gold beads that were to blame, Just as much as Elizabeth's hay fe My name ts Eliza, but I prefer | to spell it Elise, However, that doesn't belong to the story, which really begins on the yor that carried us to Canada We were sitting on deck, wateh ing the moonlight on the water, when a man came around the cor nger ner of the cabin and sat dow near us, Suddenly Gabrielle, whe was next him, jumped up and clutched my arm “Come away,” she whispered. “Come away And, of course, we came forth with, She was quite pale and trem bling when we reached the cabin. He threw a chair into the wa "she said, in an awed voice, | ." eald Blirabeth, “is that} I thought it was something interesting. “It was quite enough,” tnsisted | Gabrislie, “ft was afraid he might! throw me next. You should have! tering.” “What Gd he mutter?” Elizabeth | liked the whole of a story or none at all } 1 couldn't hear. brielle glanced around appre hensively—"I think he's crazy, and I don't like being on a boat with an unguarded Insane man.” Perhaps his keeper ts some where around,” speculated Eliza beth. Let's go back and see if he fs still there.” So we reconnoitered stealthily, and saw him sitting quietly smok- ing and not looking at all danger. ou rather tall, spare man in blue serge clothes, with a cap pulled down over his eyes. He looks just like anybody else.” said Elizabeth, plainly disap pointed. “Oh!” For at that moment he leaned forward, looked with Interest at the chair beside him, and shot it over the railing into the water below “There!” triumphed Gabrielle. Now what do you say?” We said nothing, for just then he reached for another chair. This time, however, he was not bent on destruction, for he merely detached a dark object hanging on its back For the second time Gabrielle ehutched my arm “It’s my bag!” she exclaimed My new shopping bag. I left it hanging on my chair—and he's opening it! Oh, the wretch!” The “wretch” proceeded to tn- vestigate the contents of the bag, and carefully examined each ar ticle. First a pair of gloves, and then a handkerchief, which he held critically to his nose after scruti- nizing the monogram. hope he likes it!” ejaculated Gabrielle, In an indignant whisper. Next came a small powder puff, 25 cents, a latch-key, and a square card, at which he looked long and earnestly. “Tt ts a good thing you wear your money around your neck,” re marked Elizabeth, but Gabrielle pointed an outraged finger at the unconscious blue serge back “It is our picture.” she said: three together. Dtd you ever! I went with Gabrielle and Eliza- beth to their stateroom, where wo ent some time tn discussing the strange incident. At length I bade them good-night and set out to find) my own berth, as we had not been) fortunate enough to get adjoining rooms In the saloon I found the stew- ardess, who at once accosted me. The burden of her speech was a| request that I share my state-room with a lady who had not been able| fatigued | “That's her,” she whispered, | “over thero under the light.” | I looked in the direction indj-| cated. It was a comparatively | young face which rested against the back of the chair, but so palo, so! unutterably weary, that one won-/ dered what blow fate had seen fit to deal this woman to fo vob her of her girlhood. One hand lay on the arm of her chair, and as I ad- vanced toward her | noticed the gleam of her wedding ring. “The stewardess tells me you! have no state-room,” I said. “I am alone, and shall be giad to share mine with you.” The heavy lids lifted slowly, and) I found myself looking into a pair | of wistful dark eyes | “Thank you,” she said, in a sweet, | low voice. “You are most kind. My husband. | She paused abruptly, and a faint color tinged her cheeks as a man approached. “It's no use, Juliet,” be said, “I) can't get you a stateroom at any price, and you are regularly done up, too!” “It's all right, dear,” she replied, | gently, “This young lady ia good | enough to offer to share her room | with me. My husband, Mr. Grabam, | Miss—" | I supplied the name and bowed to Mr. Graham, looking curiously at him as I listened to his effusive) thanks | The man evidently possessed the vitality his wife lacked, but his manner was very gentle as he bent over his wife and helped her to rise. | The stewardess was waiting to show Mrs. Graham the room, and I decided to remain in the saloon until she had retired, Mr. Graham| “We really owe you a debt of grat- itude,” he said. “Mrs, Graham is not strong. I suppose you noticed how awfully done up she was.” “She certainly seemed very tired.” | “She will be all right tomorrow, after a night's rest—thanks to you. | We are going to spend the summer | in Canada, And, by the way,” he! remarked, carelessly, “don't be alarmed if my wife should talk a bit in her sleep. She does it now| and then, especially if she is over-| tired, She is apt to dream, I think,| and sometimes talks a lot of gibber I trust you may not be dis turbed, but I thought I ought to} warn you, Good-night, again, and| many thanks.” So Mrs, Graham talked in her ‘ PERERES EERSTE TTT E Tass 1, But 1 think"—| | BSSESSET SS aay Ve FTCA 1 PAGE 4 ttt THE SMUGGLER” J, B. Lippincott Co, 38: 232228) Era undasdusaastattaatucdagasenacgssussasazssuscasaase tagsesueduvusleseadenseasuiaagngasgaztsa Teseastusestaseaset’ Reeser Ltt <<< | ently the Island ended here in a{had fled to the hall, where we wharp point, for while on one hand heard her whispering hoarsely to was the ocean, on the other was|Mary Anne over the banister water also, but closely dotted with} We also heard that invaluable Hay AiiTs THIS (S$ THE THIRD TIMG WOU HAVe “DROPPED IN* ON US AT MEAL TIME sleep! 1 thought of my prospects for a peaceful night as I slowly walked the length of the cabin—for mine was an outside stateroom, and it was necessary to £0 on deck to reach it The moon shone brilliantly, a path of silver leht falling acrons the water. I was so fascinated by the scene that when | reached my door I did not enter at once. After a while two men approached, and one of them fitted a key in the door next mine. As he stooped to exam ine the lock, the moonlight shone full upon his face, and I recognized our friend with the strange aversion to chairs. The Mgbht was burning tn my stateroom when at last I forced myself to enter !t, and Mrs, Grabam lay asleep in the lower berth. As noiselesaly as possible, | made my preparations for the night and climbed into my berth, turning oft! the electric light A murmur of voices came from the next room, and I heard a win- dow opened, and some one appar ently leaned out. “Jove, what a night! And to nes nl WHAT CORNER IS THE CENTER OF TOWN? Most People Say Fourth and Pike Twothirds of a Blook From There You Can Get the Famous “STADIUM FOR $19.50 Regular $20 Values Stadium Sulte Are Guaranteed All Wool UNION MADE Alterations Free Pinch Back and Novelty Styles for Young Men Conservative Styles for Older Men Best Line of One Dollar Shirts in Seattle CRATON’S CLOTHES SHOP 1406 FOURTH AVE. ' rather ruefully think of wasting it in a cell like jthis' Blake, you old sinner, have you no soul for the beautiful? Look at the light on the water.” The reply was inaudible. Evi dently Blake had gone sensibly to jbed, but the volee continued un aunted Maybe you think you're on an ordinary steamer, Blake, but it nothing of the kind, It is a royal barge belonging to the gods, and it's carrying the Three Graces.” The berth creaked plaintively Evidently Blake considered it wiser to join his patient at the window. “Don't be an ass,” he sald, with a slow drawl, bot his companion merely whistled a few bars of an old song Stience for a few moments, then he resumed more gravely: “Of course, it's no end jolly to have you with mo, Blake, but {t is a queer business for you to take up.” “It te an interesting work, and sald to require special fitness.” No doubt “Well, ‘it's an fll wind.’ you know, and, since it blew you my way, I've no use in publish ing what you are doing, and for jDoth our sakes it is better you should pars as my guest.” “As you please, Bennett vow, for heaven's sake, come to bed.” 1 don't know whether I had ac tually been asleep, but snddenly 1 started up broad awake, with the echo of a ery ringing in my ears. It came again, from Just beneath me, and instinctively I turned on | tho light and jumped to the floor. Mrs, Graham sat upright in her berth, her dark eyes looking blank ly into space, and her hands tightly | clasped. | “Not again, Harry, Senot again soon. 1 took her hands tn mine and spoke to her, and gradually the blank look in her eyes was re- placed by utter bewilderment as she began to realize her surround- ings. What fs [t?” she said. “You wore dreaming,” I suggest ‘A bad dream, perhaps.” “A bad dream,” she repeated “yen, that's It—a bad dream. And only a dream, thank heaven! “But I've vwakened you,” she con tinued contritely; “I'm so sorry. Please go to sleep again, and I will try not to disturb you. I am all right, indeed.” 1 put out the light and got back into my berth and lay there think ing about my companion and more than half expecting her to ery out again, Evidently she did not at once go to sleep, for I heard her sigh softly now and then, and once he moaned | ' she whispered brokenly: “Only a jdream, thank heaven, only a dream CHAPTER II It was raining when we landed, and upon reaching our hotel we were not in a condition to be en- thusiastic about our new quarters, Even now, however, I hesitate to recall our first week in this ideal retreat, when it rained without ceasing. “Let us go out,” 1 finally sug gested, feeling that comething must be done to cause a diversion; “even if we get wet, it will be better than staying here.” So we donned our raincoats ang walked thru the Iittle village, up a hill and straight out on a bluff overlooking the sea, There, isolat ed and alone, was a vacant cottage with a covered veranda 1 shall never forget our first sight of the ocean. As we looked the sun came out, and we saw the vast Atlantic stretching sparkling away into space. Elizabeth beckoned from the turn of the veranda, which ran quite about the house, and we Joined her, speechless with admiration. Evi MEN Protect your health. Get well in the safe and wick way, Dr, Macy, Lieonses Naturopathie Physician, Twelfth year, Consultation free. Hours, 9 a. m, p.m. 208 Epler Nidg. B11% Second Ave, we “4 to 8 pstenegetstsssestsesensrees little Kreen islands, gay with flow ers and comfortable looking houses Just beyond was the strip of land we knew to be the border of the United States High above, upon the bluff, stood the little cottage, commanding an unobstructed view on every side | “How | would like to get inside!” exclaimed Elizabeth longingly jere ain't no reason you can't,” sald a gruff voice behind us, I al most lost my balance, but turned |to meet the intruder. | He seemed ‘entirely harmless, | merely an old man with a doorkey | who explained that he was the care | taker and can up after each rain to be sure everything was all right 80 we followed him eagerly If the outside of the cottage wea attractive, the inside was trrenist |ible. It was furnished, too. As | Gabrielle said, modestly, it could | not have been done better had we attended to it ourselves. | “Oh!” exclaimed Elizabeth, “how |I should like to spend the summer jright here | “Well,” returned the |"the house is to let.” caretaker, | It was the beginning of the end We all knew it privately, altho we did no more than casually ascer tain the rent We wanted to go back along the sho s far as possible, so de scended a very steep little flight of steps leading down to a smal! shed, or boathouse, belonging to the cot tage A woman stood on the little slip, | | ing out o She |turned as we and 1 recognized Mra Her voice, as she responded to my sur prised greeting, shook uncontrol lably, “1 am watting for my husband, Ishe aid. “He went out early this morning in his boat, and has not yet returned. Our cottage is just beyond the bluff but I had no idea we were your neighbors.” 1 explained that we were at the hotel, and expressed the hope that she felt rested after her journey, but she had resumed her scrutiny of the ocean and did not reply to my inquiry He was to have been bome by noon,” she said, “and. I have been standing here two hours. Sail boats are treachero' and Harry is so reckless. The ejaculation lef, an white sail appeared and |headed for the lip. I'm coming to see you,” 1 called, an we walked on, but the conclu sion was forced upon me that she jhad forgotten my existence 1 just hate to go back to that old hotel,” Elizabeth remarked with a sigh “But, of course, we could never rent the cottage,” said Gabrielle, the prudeat. “Ob, of course not!” we and ascended the steps of the hotel in gloomy silence. In the hall there were mountains of trunks, covered with a hewilder- ing quantity of labels, and a sub- dued air of excitement prevailed, in- dicating that the new arrivals were worthy of consideration. As soon an possible, we investigated the register, and found that Lord Wil- frid and Lady Edith Campbell, of London, Engiand, were enjoying the hospitality of the house. It was no use pretending that we were not impressed, for we were. It was our first encounter with Brit ish aristocracy outside of books, and we hurried upstairs to make fresh toilets in their honor, They did not appear until we had nearly finished dinner. Lord Wil- frid was disappointing, altho he had the drooping blonde mustache and bored manner we were familiar | with on the stage. His sister, how over, was all that ceuld be desired, and suggested Lady Clara Vere de Vere in a very satisfactory manner. So absorbed were we that even ing in discussing the brother and sister that we almost forgot the cottage; but I Elizabeth busily engaged with pencil and paper as we were preparing for bed, and was not altogether surprised to hear her voice from the next room after the Ughts were out “If we got a competent woman who would do our washing,” she remarked, “it would not be much more expensive than staying here “But we could never find such a woman,” Gabrielle said, interested but incredulous. “Tho old man sald his sister would come,” returned Elizabeth The next day we rented the cot tage and engaged the competent woman. So we took possession of the cottage on the bluff and settled down for @ long, lazy summer It was nice—that first evening as we sat on the veranda after our comfortable dinner. Elizabeth had heard from home that day, and told us that a man her father had recently met owned an island near-by and had pledged himself to call upon us. Elizabeth's father is a general in the army, and has hosts of acquaintances countering them wherever she goes. “When do you expect the old gentleman?” inquired Gabrielle languidly “He isn’t old at all,” flashed Elizabeth—‘‘at least, I don’t think 80, And of course mer home on an Island be very useful.” ‘The next day as we were all three leaning out of the broad win dow of my room we heard steps He might lturned the corner. From the hand of the taller dangled Gabrielle's black shopping bag, and we recog nized the man on the steamer, and were consequently petrified with astonishment. “Don't let them in,” whispered Gabrielle, who always has her wits about her in an emergency. “Tel Mary Anne to say, ‘Not at home.” They were directly under the window now, and we _ feared to move, lest we attract their atten tion; but it was just at this cru cial moment that my side-comb elected to fall out, Of course, we retreated “Do you think he saw us?” gasp- ed Elizabeth and I simultaneously as the doorbell rang; but Gabrielle spugrnagagaasaggsagssaeatststesaseaststt Ella Middleton Tybout so his | daughter is quite accustomed to en-| he has a sum-|, on the gravel path, and before we | could withdraw our heads two men | peasgaasssesssrsstat: A Novel A Week By 1907 right factotum's assurance that the la dies had fust gone to the villag and ® polite expression of regret, | sccompanied by a promise to call ogain We stole again to the window as | our visitors retreated, and saw them pause, examine my #ide-comb, ind calmly drop it in Gabrielle's bag, which had not been left with Mary Anne, as, of course, it should | heve been. At this rate, Bennett,” said a laughing voice, “you'll soon be able to open a junkshop, But 1) must say, old chap, we were very | neatly snubbed, Wherefore?” | I don't know,” replied Bennett | but I mean to find out, for I'm coming again very soon, J assure you, Blake, the picture doesn't begin The rest of the sentence wa lost as the two men disappeared around the corner “I suppore,” said Elizabeth, “he | bas lucid intervals and his attend ant humors him, but this is no rea- son why we shoull be victimized. | Let us ca 1 Mary Anne.” oOo we ae ided in a body to the kitchen and solemnly warned Mary Anne that the day she ad-| mitted our late visitor we would| immediately part company. Fliza-| beth picked up the cards and look- ed at them. “Mr. John Clinton Blake,” she read aloud, “and Mr. Gordon Ben- nett.” | The card dropped from her hand, | and she collapsed into the wood box What's the matter now?” de- manded Gabrielle, fishing her friend out of its capacious depths. Gordon Bennect,” said Eliza beth, “is the man who knows fa ther, and who owns the island.” We stared at each other in in- jcredulous silence, then sank dowa j"pon Mary Anne's immaculate floor and laughed until we were exhausted. 1 feel sure,” said Elizabeth, |when she could articulate, “that | it is not the same man. This ts some Impostor.” “Mayhap,” suggested Mary Anne, who had been an interested lis- tener-—-“mayhap, fniss, ‘e's a smug- ger.” Mary Anne had not long left the mother country, and her mantpu- lation of the letter h was agree- |able to our American ears as Lady | Edith’s faultless enunciation. |} “It's quite hawful, miss,” she re- sumed, “and it do give a body the eps, so it do. But they say the! j#muggling wot goes on ‘ereabout is most hextraordinary.” “Smuggling !' repeated Gabrielle. “Yes, miss; taking things in over the border without the duty— which I do say is a sin and a shame to ‘ave to pay, so it Is.” “It is perfectly right to pay it, Mary An ‘body should obey the laws of a country.” So spoke the general's daughter. “Yes, miss,” replied Mary Anne, without enthusiasm, and Gabrielle inquired. what ihe miscreants |smugeled | “Oh, most hanythink that comes jandy, miss, The feller they're jlookin’ fur deals in di'monds. Quite the gentleman ‘e is, too, so I've ‘eard. (Continued in Our Next Issue) FREE PHYSICIAN ‘This means tt or Child who may Physician and obtain a pre- nm any Man, Woman/ patron of this} the ex-Govern- store ment wut |xcription for any e, FREE. |Our Eye, Ear ‘hroat Spe- iat will af ame serv- |lces, FREE—so why wait? | RIGHT DRUG CO. 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He am so deef he can't heah me when Ah speaks to him in de usual way, so Ah has to communicate wid him in de sign language.” oe MIGHTY USEFUL The following conversation be- tween two small colored boys was overheard at the Washington navy yard: What foh dey want dem big guns? | thought we wouldn't hab no moh wah.” “Well, we has to hab dem to sass ‘em back.” HIS FIRST LOVE AND HIS FIRST SHAVE ARE TWO EPL SODES IN EVERY YOUNG MAN'S CAREER THAT HE NEVER FOR- GETS. ees PREPAREDNESS Rector (going his rounds)—Fine pig that, Mr. Dibbles; uncommon- ly fine! Contemplative Villager—Ah, yen, sir; if we was only all of us as fit to die as bim, sir! eee Doctor-—-Well, Patrick, how are you feeling today? Pat—Oh, doctor, I feel worse than ever. Doctor—What! Didn't you take the pills I gave you? Pat—Of course, but I'm not sure if the lid bas come off the box yet. eee eee LOOK OUT! NOTICE! June 16, 1916. 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