The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 23, 1916, Page 4

THE SEATTLE STAR ER OF SCRIPTS NORTHWEST Lm Telegraph News Service Entered at Seattio, Wash. Postoffice he he Infant Is Growing Up ment. taking place so rapidly, it has become necessary for the partment of agriculture to issue new game regulations for protection of deer, moose, caribou, sheep and mountain ts. Femaie deer and fawns are to be protected by extending closed season until August 1, 1918, until which time all filling is prohibited. The same regulation applies to moun- IN goats, and moose in southeastern Alaska, The prohibi On extends to all deer on a number of the islands on the} puthern coast. These regulations are issued on the recommendation of governor of Alaska, and the biological survey of the agri Peultural department, and are to prevent these game animals pm being exterminated a Uncle Sam is determined that his last big game country fl not be ruined, and that the game animals shall not ow the bison of the Western plains to practical annihila- Alaska is a great game country, and with proper regula- Hons and restriction on killing, should furnish opportunities hunting, trapping and camping for thousands of Ameri in years to come. lipley’s Example 4 DITOR STAR: Does President Ripley of the Santa Fe} | also issue his own injunctions against enacted United) A No A Next Week Vi Week true, nevertheless. This woman is known as Nell Simms, and her ca Jarhes Kilroy, who gave the police low, not the least among them the smuggling of diamonds and otber articles none too honestly acquired; since his arrest, this woman has di- rected the business, She is clever wonderfully clever.” There was sincere, {f unwilling, admiration in hts tone, and he paus ed thoughtfully before resuming his story “It has been my business this summer to look up this matter of smuggling, and I have followed the history of this woman as closely as 1 could, After the arrest of ber chosen companion, she married the man you know as Lord Wilfrid Campbell, who is a well-known thief and @ member of the small and leet band of smugglers, but who fs far from being as clever as she. He is also the son of your servant, Mary Anno Brown.” } Across my mind rushed the rec ollection of the conversation I had! overheard im the cellar, a@d the memory of the man's voice, certatn | inflections of which had haunted Mme with thelr familiarity. | ‘The son of your servant,” con-| tinued Mr. Blake's even voice, “and a dangerous character—wanted for! murder in Montreal, These people, young ladies, have used you for| "States statutes, pending decision as to their constitutionality? d RAILWAY MAN. We don’t know. There doesn’t seem to be anything to Ninterfere with it. If a corporation can declare the eight-hour United States law to be unconstitutional and safely carry out} Hits threat to violate it, we no reason why it shouldn't injunctions, try divorce es, don wig and ermine and all other judicial functions. Also, if a corporation get away with this sort of thing, we see no reason wh highwayman in good standing shouldn't declare the law see Really, in his defi, Mr. Ripley, a big man and one widely ed and looked up to, has set an example that may be | of pernicious effects. It not well that such should) ly defy Jaws of congress. It would be bad if every one/ doesn’t like penal laws should openly threaten to violate Our government is based on the law, solely. We all) mo one, be he railroad president or rag picker. the law, and impunity to violate it must be granted Os thelr own purposes. This cottage) you lite in belongs to them, and you! were put here as a buffer to avert suspicion “Your servant was sent here to watch you and drug you when nec essary; your boathouse was used to conceal their boats, and your cellar to store their goods, A passage at the back—hbidden by the empty dry goods box—leads into the boat house, and, under their control, it! was easy for them to carry on what to come which he hardly knew how/ to say, but Gabrielle interrupted) him. | “And do you expect us to believe this extraordinary story?” she in-| quired slowly. “It is true.” “It is pot true. I do not know,| Blake, what you were doing in| our cellar tonight. It seems a very el “Beyond the Frontier” 66 By RANDALL PARRIGH Frrisassiiistl MENON CC mmo T iia} | wrong once for all.” STAR—SATURDAY, SEPT. 23, 1916. THE PAGE 4 SM Bessie Smith AND “Btop!” said Gabrielle quickly ady Edith, may | take the box’ Thank you. Surely ft is a simple matter for you to satisfy this man. Let us open it and prove him She unwrapped the first layer of paper, then paused uncertainiy, “Tell me they are youre)" she InwD The SIREGET Vu BE RUN OVER WALK RiIGH OvVeR Me, LADISS, |: tc MAKe MYSECE AS FLAT AS xr CAN! sa admitted of no interruption. “She wanted somebedy to do ‘er dirty work, that's why she mar. ried “im, and tired enough of “tm she got, fur all the gold key she gave ‘im an’ the cuff button which I thought I'd die when 1 seen It tn yer ‘ands, Miss Elise. Was there a stormy night she didn't send ‘im out on the ove wi a boatload side, and the vernment boat is hall, but she did not look back; glittering emeralds. “And this,” he said to Gabrielle, “explains our presence in your cellar tonight. 1 hope you are con. vinced I spoke the truth.” But Gabrielle was on the couch, her face bidden in the cushions, her dignity a thing of the past. Elizabeth now had the floor, and the mantle of dignity descended upon her. “I think,” she remarked frigidly, “we need not trouble you to stay eny longer, We prefer to be alone.” Gordon Bennett turned helpless ly to me, but it was now my turn to be haughty and unappeased, “I do pot think there is any thing more to say, Mr, Bennett,” [ returned loftily. “I quite agree with my friends.” “It seems,” he remarked, turn- ing to Mr, Blake, “as tho we might as well go home.” When they reached the door, however, he returned and stood be fore me. “I want to tell you,” he said, ‘that | found the searf-pin on the slip, It was a sleeve button dropped by the man you call Lord Wilfrid, and the elne Mr. Blake was looking for. 1 had promised bim not to admit to any one where 1 got t—therefore I lied, as you know. He had it set as a pin, and withed to try the effect on the woman. You know how she gave | herself away when she saw it, for you also were watching her. The tieular band of smugglers, and they all wear it in various ways, Your servant, Mary Anne, was more cluded, “except to say that if I can at any time be of service to you, or if, for any reason, you want to see me, I hope you will let me snow. Until then I shall be care- ful not to intrude.” The hall door slammed with some emphasi«, and again we listened to steps crossing the veranda. Then, simultaneously, and without re spstgnsssssessetszeagzttryenanasaaza} 99 By Ella Middleton Tybout gold key is the badge of this par.) sinned against than sinning, and! saaenseassssssassttt: | A Novel | A Week Pecan g wight, 1907 Appincott Co. “You can always have Mr, Blake,” I suggested pointedly, as he paused | ing abstractedly in his pocket, “bat want you to see her picture.” “Bo you are going to be mar- ried?” 1 scarcely recognized my own voice, it sounded so strained and mechanical “I truly hope so, but I have not ventured to ask her yet. Will you look at the picture and tell me whether you think she will be kind? | You see, I'm by no means certain, and it is very vital to me.” | “How can I tell?” I began petu- | lantly, then paused abruptly, for it | was our picture he laid upon my lap, the one be had so shamelensly labstracted from Gabrielie’s shop. ping bag. 80 I stared wide-eyed and speechless, with a clutching at | my heart I could not understand Was it Gabrielle or Elizabeth? | “The one in the middle,” he said i gently. “Elise—will she be kind?” And then 1 realised he was not speaking of some remote, shado' paragon of a girl, but of me—just | as | was, in my old raincoat and dripping hat. I realized something ¢, too, for when I looked up and met his eyes, I tried to speak, but could not, because my heart was too ‘full, But words were quite un- | each other's eyes, and of course we | understood. THE END. * $2,500 FALLS INTO! LAP OF BOOKLOVER ° -o| necessary, for we were looking into | , taste : : ‘ at the slip, G R big infant territory—Alaska—is getting so very big/reer has been marvelous.. For some By AN AUTO. . age ¥ “Blake is all very well In his|A carpenter of Galilee, h f on ‘Hodecel years she was—well, associated % The train of her black gown! os he returned, shifting the|s,” piene so sta attention from th edera ov . Voge as pl . i Btre that it requires constant a c ‘om the fec & wh & timees Gottiees uamen wrens swept the floor as she crossed the| vnbralie to bis feft hand and fect-|°'A doc of sxe ix ‘The fishers spread thetr set, “The Iaborer,” Hi 4 al) mem, “Is worthy of his hire.” orbs AYTER BY CHARLES B. (Written for The Star) Within his cell 1 heard bim yet, ook eut for poison ivy! Why, looker, man, at all the tan And freckies 1 have gutten! “Yes, 1 suppose my sunburned nese Will make folks think I'm tipsy; The bees will roar, ‘In this here store We cannot krep = gipsy! “It 1 get fired—welt, oo tired I'l welcome relaxation My poor old head feels just like lend; 1 crave some dissipation! My next pay check is now = wreck: It went for salves and lotions, A dinner bell, » padded cell, And sundry other notions. “They ony Vm broke 1 hope 1 chek: Hetore another + ’ . EXPERT ADVICE Judge—Why did you strike thie man? Prisoner—He called me a liar, your honor. Judge—That is no excuse. Prisoner—Well, judge, it was my first experience. What does your honor do in such cases? “ee SELF-EVIDENT The eminent lecturer had just inst robbery to be no good, or why any of us miserable] ever operations they chose, and to|"My word against yours, and they| ‘The man made a sudden motion, | will be allowed to go free. 1 know finished his two hours’ talk rs shouldn't overrule the constitutionality of Divine! pattie the secret service. But your| believe me—me!” Ph oad. etticer laid a eres 9 ' would : ih nl eee pons re peng agit f viltry at’ ithi our | safety, even your lives, were In dan- “I should regret to use force,” hand upon s arm, an * © paused sugg: vely. made, and oe eee eee. devil ry that's: witha ger.” he repeated. “The box, if you/Anne continned, pouring out the/ no reply. | teemen. city for cussedness. He paused as tho there was more | Dlease.” |words in a steady stream which| “I think that fs all,” he con-, “Do you think the people heard me distinctly?” asked the lecturer earnestly. “Some of ‘em did,” said the bored committeeman ae he stified a yawn, “for | saw ‘em get up and go out.” see THE TRUTH ABOUT SOME PUBLIC FIGURES iS NEVER KNOWN UNTIL THEY ACQUIRE strange place for a guest, but no|{*!¢ ! Rg eked vole fur the other side, carin’ not a bit otraint, beeen te err, while A MONUMENT, AND THEN IT iS dow .| your mother’s pear! whether he ever come back or not?| Mary Anne, in the kitchen, sobbed LDOM FOUND ON THE MONU- ban't Eat Your Cake and Have It, Too tory eaplanetion ot reer tatentiens,| believe You. Only lock at me aad | Dig’ she "care. fur’ anything bat | heavy SELDOM FOUND o M PEAKING on “Traction Anarchy,” a New York editor) we are waiting for {t; your unwar.| ‘*!! me so.” ‘ervelf? sania SES e gs * Fh rantable attack upon our friends| The great brown eyes looked} “Don't 1 know ‘ow fur years, CHAPTER XiL CAUSE F. says: é “As the law stands, a city of 5,000,000 has no rights that er the traction companies or their employes are bound to Certainly not. The rights were bargained away. It has} the fashion for cities to grant traction franchises, on the notion that private individuals would perform public ice better and better protect public rights than would the hardly seems sufficient reason for} your presetice here at this hour.” | Mr. Blake looked at his watch, then replied calmly | “Your friends,” he said, with a slight emphasis, “will return here tonight. We are waiting for them.| We are sorry, as Mr. Bennett has Siready said, that you discovered us, for we meant to conduct the into Gabrielle's clear hazel ones steadily for a minute perhaps, then faltered; the long lashes drooped upon her cheek, and she turned aside, speechiess—self-confessed a thief. Gabrielle, with a sigh which was almost a sob, handed the box to Mr. Blake. He bowed gravely, re moved the cover, and Mra. Bundy's ever sence she fuat seen ‘im, she's made that pore dead man work fur ‘er? An honest man ‘@ was, too, at fust, with a wife and child, but wot did she care?” “Will some one stop the wom- an?’ said Mr. Hiake helplesaly; but Mary Aone had more to say, and went close to her daughterin- law, addressing her directly. The End of it Ali We were going home. Our trunks were packed and our pas- s engaged it might have been clear, our last day,” observed Elizabeth, flat- tening her nose against the window pane as she peered out into the gray drizzle which harmonized so well with our state of mind. for Wide knowledge of books won Miss McCiees of New York “What caused Jones to resign from the presidency of the Don't Worry club “Triplets.” FOOLISH FIDO Mother—What is Fido howling about, Willie? Willie—I don't know, mother. All I did to him was to give him his neo attn moned ens ——— (Continued From Our Last leeug) | ——— nerd | “Not that!” she cried, with the; honesty, while all the time you) col UM i ‘Mail, out of city, Bo per month up te € mos.) ¢ mow $1.00) year $3. — Pi first note of appeal her voice had | were— a Z Br corvtes, city _ 29. RN eineremmneeremin|), 66 DGNT Dalieve it: » contained, “Not that! 1 will go| “A very spoiled, lazy fellow.” he ENG, Ri Pte iS Dally by The Star Pebit She Male 600. Private ok was Elisabeth § who quietly, Not that.” interrupted gravely, “and a lonely af Eee, 2 ee : pew Bp Rll an gg “Then go,” Mr. Blake said stern-| fellow, too, for success like mine From ig Ray men |freighted with sincere conviction. —_ — ly, “and remember resistance {s| brings many acquaintances and few |“Thew shalt rat ny daily brend “I did not expect you to, It ts] , AND ABouT Nine © if 1 Step _“} |useless. ‘There are other men out-| friends.” i Ae, a S “ ” we heard the door close, and ste nm . thet aff the world Because Alaska is ceasing to be “frontier” country, and,/a long, hard chase before bis cap-| crows the veranda, and then Me.|{ want something lots better, and |"4.cors, Set SS. acct ewent Ong the new government railroad line, at least, settlement| te. Me had many strings to his Binke replaced the cover on the|!'¥¢ found my heart's desire. 1) Whee um the See of Gallien q A very notable instance was that New York horse think quietly. I must ask you to al. {mous emeralds glittered im thelr! «wren you sent fur Graham this| It was then I announced my in- line, running up to a very recent date in order to protect bed of jeweler's cotton. Who Got That Milk? OV. WHITMAN'S excursion party to the Panama Expo of last year has presented a bill that New York ought hold up for investigation, before payment. The “booze” ns total $717 and there is a charge of $2.40 for certified The $717 item isn’t worth looking into, but that party “mever drank all that milk, unless it took such high-toned ‘Jactea! in its punches and, if such were the case, the milk “should be classed as “booze.” While that party was doing | the Expo. it showed no signs whatever of being full of certi- fied milk. And you can’t blame it on Whitman's office cat, the cat wasn’t along. | were aware that some one had en- low me to put out the lights.” “I will not do it.” “But, Miss Gabrielle, you really | must,” interrupted Gordon Bennett | quickly, “So much depends upon it! If we are wrong, we will apologize in sackcloth and ashes. Tell her it is the only thing to do, Miss Ellz- abeth.” We finally agreed, and hid be-| hind the portiere at the dining room| door, feeling wretchedly guilty our-| selves, as well as disloyal to our absent friends | I do not know how long we stood | there in the dark, but it seemed an| age, na I distinctly’felt the thump-) ing of my heart and Ifftened with! strained attention for a sound from the surrounding darkness. At last it came. A stealthy step, a subtiued rustle of skirts, a whis pered word of caution, and we “Surely,” sald Gordon Bennett, here is no use in prolonging this scene None whatever,” agreed Mr. Blake, making a sign to the offi- cers who held the man I even now think of as Lord Wilfrid. “I arrest you,” said the offices, “for the murder of Harry Gra- ham.” Something Mashed in the light, and we heard a sharp click, ac companied by a suppressed scream from Mary Anne. “Not that!" she cried. put the ‘andeuffs on ‘im.” “Be quiet,” ber son said. “Don't you see the game is up?” She did not heed him, but stood before the officers with raised hand and @ certain dignity of car- riage which commanded attention in spite of ber gingham apron and “Don't summer,” she sald, “you made a plan, you two, sos you could have all the profits, fust lettin’ the po- lice {a Montreal know how they could git Willy, fur you was tired of him, aod couldn't get rid of him any other way because he loved cent, fur you needed it yerself, but ‘e thought ‘e had ‘em, fur you give ‘im @ box fest like it one night, and started ‘im and Mr. Graham off fur the other shore, You never thought, tho, when you two was talkin’ in the boat house jest be fore they sailed, that me and Willy was in the passageway stenin’ to you, We ‘eard jest ‘ow Mr. Gra- ham was to land ‘im with the emp- ty box, and sail away immediate, leavin’ ‘im caught hard and fast. Well you knowed ‘e would never peach on you.” tention of walking to the village to get any mail which might have ac cumulated tn the two days since we had visited the postoffice. I was glad I went, for, heavy tho the atmosphere undoubtedly was, it seemed less depressing than our pretty little rooms, and, besides, I wanted to be alone. So I got the mail, and wandered slowly back along the familiar path. When I got to the steps leading down to our little slip | went down, impelled by some irresistible force. I walked to the end of the slip and sat down upon the raised ledge, my dripping umbrella over my shoul- der and my damp skirts falling ab Jectly about me, I am very sure that never before or since have I looked so forlorn or so utterly) friendless. I sat with my face turned toward the ocean, so I did not see a figure | $2,500 in @ booklovers’ contest con- ducted by the Woman's World magazine. 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Eliza beth’s fingers closed tightly on my arm, and I knew that she, too, had recognized Lady Edith Campbell The man bungled at the lock, and she spoke sharply to him. He mut tered something, but she did not answer, for the door of the safe swung open, disclosing the box she had placed there, Eagerly she bent to get it, but as she took it in her hands a whistle blew shrilly and people and lights, The man sprang to his feet with an oath, but his arms were seized by two men in unfform, And the woman-—Lady Edith? with head flung) back and blazing eyes. For a mo-| ment she said nothing. Then, turn ing to Mr. Blake, she spoke tn an even, mechanical voice, “T congratulate you upon the suc- con of your coup,” He came nearer and held out hie} hand authoritatively. | “I will relieve you of that box,"'| he said | “I will not give it to you,” | “I should regret to use force with & woman.” But we could bear no more, and with one accord pushed aside the rtain and entered the room It isn’t true!” cried Elizabeth, rushing to her side. “Say it isn’t true, and we will believe you." “Even now, in the face of every thing, would you believe me?” “Yes,” I sald, “we would, indeed. It is your word against theirs—why should we not believe you? Only| why did you get it this way? 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He lowered the umbrella and calmly seated himself upon the ledge beside me, raising his own as he did so. “This,” he said, adjusting it at an angle which let cold water drip down my neck, “will shield us both.” I wriggled ungratefully, and tried to assume a careless air, “Where did you come from?” “From the village, I saw you th and followed humbly in the rear, a8 a culprit should, But, on my soul, I don’t know what I've done, except—" “We are going away,” I abruptly, “| know “And we any more.” “Oh, yes, you are Never any more.” IT am coming back next sum- sald » never coming back next summer.” | | mer,” he positively, “but not | by myself, I hope, My Island is a very jolly Mitle place, but it is a bit lonely, even when a fellow wants to rest after his winter's work.” knew or had cared to ask “Well, I draw a bit sometimes, just enough to keep the jam-pot full, since my parents insured my bread and butter.” I sat up straight with surprise and pushed aside the umbrella. “Not Bennett, the tlustrator?” I exclaimed “Wh ol, please?” “Well!” | gasped, quite overcome, for I knew and loved his illustra tions In the leading magazines, “And to tiink we first thought ‘insane, and I even doubted your “What {6 your work?” I inquir sudienly conscious that none of ul nua! dues of the members, amount- ing to $1,080, keeps the library sup- plied with the latest legal reports. | Henry F. McClure, one of the! original members, and at present treasurer of the club, day of the private library was past. “We realized it when we started the club,” he said, “and built the library accordingly. A law book costs all the way from a couple of dollars to $10 or $15. And after it has once been placed on a shelf its value decreases about a fifth.” The original members of th elub | Matinees—2:30 NEW PANTAGES na ‘ Z ‘ She paused and swallowed con- 7 h 1,800 booke. and George H. Walker have since ne tered the dining room and stood «o| round, red face. y vulsively follow me dows, the steps, and Today five new members |been made members of the club, . near the sheltering portiere that it! “Aye,” she said; “the murder of|°" stand directly behind me, quite ob- leinat {wide Shen ‘Gallant Eight-Hour Day for Every Worker ||moved slightly, We could hear a| Mr. Graham. done it—'e struck| “80 Willy went out in the boat|scured by my umbrella, which 1| have been added to the origina io Deen “Connan bas Teas in America at Hand. Says Gompers low yolce command some one to go! the blow—but why? Ask the wom.|#/one with Mr. Graham, and with|held very loosely indeed, until a et eee names beng pm Monaro gg nog a ’ lto the foot of the stairs and leten beside ‘im, ‘er With the soft|'!* ‘eart black wi’ rage and pas-| sudden puff of wind almost ave 2 “4 - — 4qjtor movements above. ‘Thea sflence| ‘ands and the yellow ‘air. Ask “er | sion sind fe struck the man|wrenched it away from me. The library, located in the {Charles E. Shepherd {s no longer |again, a whisper from Mary Anne|why he done it. Ain't sho ‘is|™eanin’ to stun ‘im, per’aps, But I clutched at the handle and| Centra! building, is the largest .- . ; By Samuel Gompers chat overdtiinn wha anit wife? Ain't 'e ved and breathed |'@ Killed ‘im—e killed ‘im. And I| tried to lower it, since it was dif-| in the city controlled by so few With the exception of the library (President of American Federation of Labor.) | A faint light appeared thru the|and worked fur ‘er ever sence the |®4Y DoW, and God in ‘eaven knows] ficult to bold and 1 was already| men, and is probably the he the — university and the one Written Especially for This Newspaper. lopening of the portiere, and, part-| evil day he fust wean ‘er? Wot|!m right, that this woman mur-| very wet, but the catch would not] largest of its kind in the |!" the New York block, there are The eight-he Jay is inevitable for all America’s |!n# it atill further, we saw two fig-|did she marry ‘Im fur? She didn't|4ered 'Arry Graham, not my boy—| work, and I struggled vainly until] United States. no legal libraries in Seattle that can pe Sight-hour day 1 ‘ ayes jures, one a man, on his knees at the| love him not my boy.” @ strong brown hand quietly closed] There are upward of 5,000 vol-|@PProach this Mbrary, McClure be workers. |door of the safe, while the other, a “Officer,” said Mr. Blake's quiet|O¥er mine and 1 recognized thejumes on the shelves, and the an-/lieves. PRACTICAL INSTRUCTION IN electricity, ax engines, 1916 au- tomobiles,” oxy-acetylene w: ing, machine shop work, me- chanical drawing. SEATTLE ENGINEERING SCHOOL, Inc. 108 Weer Ror st. BULLBROS. 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