The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 27, 1916, Page 4

|THE SEATTLE STAR or NEWararens vn Press Ansoctation ie Unite Phone Mate 600, departments, Sham Mothers’ Pension Law HALL Washington mothers’ pension(?) law con- tinue to mock the great principle it purports to _ fepresent? In 1915, the legislature of this state, mothers’ pension law, plastered it with amendments, " butchered it, and emasculated it, until today— ; NO CHILD, HOWEVER DESTITUTE, NO WIFE, ; HOWEVER IN NEED, CAN OBTAIN THE BENEFITS SION LAW UNL THE HUSBAND THER IS EITHER DEAD, INSANE, OR IN ITENTIARY. DEATH, INSANITY AND E THE “OPEN SESAME” TO THE The legislature so intended the law to be, and the _ Supreme court yesterday so interpreted it. Wives and children deserted by the head of the “family can get no state aid. If the husband fails to support, if the wife is forced to obtain a divorce, here is no pension for her. The legislature maliciously ignored the great prin- that it is the condition of the child and its welfare the husband and father. Some of the men who voted to butcher the real inciple in the mothers’ pension law are asking re-elec- on to the legislature. There are several new candi- ites also. Are they content to let this sham law continue the books? OUR candidates on this subject. Write to your candidates or see them personally.| them how they stand on the mothers’ pension law. Get their pledges, if you can, for an honest law, for 's law that gives those children of this state who need help, a fair and square deal. The justice of the peace of Mercer island got all “het up” because the new King county republican secre- | tary said he'd vote for nonpartisanship. Cool down, "Squire, Justice Hughes didn’t vote at all for six years. Rolland UT of the turmoil of war comes the voice of Romain Rolland, great French author and critic. It is guiet, sympathetic. He, perhaps, alone of all the great of Europe, has not been swept off his feet by the U “That is why Rolland has had trouble voicing his thoughts he found fault not only with the enemy, but with his allies. He found fault with the whole idea of war. His writings could not get by the censor until, in June, a pamphleteer succeeded in publishing his criticism, “Above the Battle,” written the previous September. Then| is other essays came out here and there, mostly in socialist! syndicalist papers. They have been collected, translated published in book form under the title, “Above the ttle.” The essay of that name is the most important in the In it he arraigns the belligerents of both sides for ‘ing on this war. He berates the leaders of thought, the) ‘calls for a “moral high court” of neutral nations to decide ‘war's outcome. While the conflict goes on, he concludes, the duty of the world’s thinkers to mold public opinion| | 80 this would be the last of all wars. Rebuking his own brethren on the battlefields, Let not the hideous words ‘vengeance’ and ‘retaliation’ the heard; for a great nation does not revenge itself, it re- blishes justice.” in another essay, “Pro Aris,” Rolland mourns the de- _ Struction of the great works of Europe. Louvain had just been mowed down by German guns when he wrote the article Rheims cathedral was in ruins “Whoever destroys this work,” he writes, than a man; he murders the purest soul of a race For the people of Germany, he feels no enmity. In an open letter to Gerhart Hauptmann, the German playwright, Rolland says: if os have labored all’ my life to bring together the | minds of our two nations; and the atrocities of this impious | war ...... will never lead me to soil my spirit with hatred.” F Between Pan-Germanism and Pan-Slavism, Rolland se- lects the latter as “the lesser of two evils.” Prussian militar- © ism, he concludes, is what undermines the life of Germany “murders more ¥ An Iowa college is establishing a course for janitors. Doctors of janitry should be able to accelerate the fur- nace’s pulse. ——oooos i . * Russian for Businessmen HE proposal to establish a University of Washington : class in Russian for business men and others unable to attend the afternoon classes should be encouraged. Commercial expansion with Russia will be one of the greatest assets of this city, and anything the university can) do to foster greater facility for Seattle folks to take ad- vantage of the new trade development will certainly be | appreciated. Jim Clemmer wants to know if the nude in art should be shown in motion pictures. Might ask some of those “big guns” who got spanked. The law in its majestic equality forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets and to steal bread.—Anatole France. NATIONAL MARKET Always has big money saving specials. Butter, Eggs, Olive Oil, acaroni, Delicatessen and Fancy Groceries. Whipped Cream Chocolates, 50¢ Ib. NATIONAL MARKET 405 PIKE 8T., NEAR FOURTH trampling} _ upon decency and good conscience, pounced upon the} It is up to you, voters, to get full information from) own country. He tried to give credit where credit was| or parties and the church for failing to check it, and he} Rolland} STAR—WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 27, | umeeemerery guectmsmrenn) itt “BEYOND THE FRONTIER” Next Week A Novel “No. 13 Washington A Week — Leroy’ ‘ecoTt | Saar (Continued from Our Last Issue) BK ARTIGNY must have scram bled straight up the steep face beon scarcely more than a minute, of the bluff, for it could have when I heard him crunching a pas sage thru the bushes, and then saw him emerge above the edge. “You waved to me?” he ex claimed, “You wished me to come?" “Yea,” I confessed, “I have been anxious to confer with you, and this is my first opportunity “The Commissaire permitted me to climb here alone, believing you to be safely encamped above the rapids, yet his suspicions may easily revive.” | “His suspicions! the Slour laughed softly. “So that, then, ts the trouble? It is to keep us apart that he bids me make sep | ramp each night, and assigns me 0 every post of peril. I feel the honor, Mademoiselle, yet why am| | 1 especially single: 1 out for fo great} & distinction? | “He suspects us of being friends, | and believes that you were with me hidden behind the curtain in the| Governor's office.” “Yot if all that be true,” he ques | tioned, his voice evidencing his sur | prise, “why should our friendship | arouse his antagonism to such mi extent?” “You do not know what has ist curred?” I asked, fn astonishment. | “No one has told you? “Told me! How? I have scarce | ly held speech with anyone but the Algonquin chief since we took to the water, Tell me then, Mademot selle, by what right does this Ca» sion hold you as a captive?” My lips trembled, and my eyes foll, yet I must answer “He ts my busband, Monsteur.” I caught glimpse of his face, ple turing surprise, incredulity. Ho drew a sharp breath, and I noted his hand closed tightly on the bilt of his knife. “Your husband! That cur! ly you do not jest?” “Would that I did,” I exclaimed “No, Monstour, it is trae; but listen It is hard for me to explain, yet }1 must make it all plain for you to understand. I do not love the man, his very presence maddens me, nor has the creature dared as yet to lay bis hand on my person. See; I carry this.” and I drew the pistol from my dress, and held it lin my hand. “Chevet loaned it me and Cassion knows I would kin | him if he ventured inqult. Yet that} ferves me little, for my opposition only renders the man more de termined. At Quebec f was but a plaything, but now he holds. me worth the winning.” “But why did you marry him, then?” “| am coming to that, Monsieur. | You overheard what was said in La) Barre's office about—about my/| father’s property?” “Ay! Captain la Chesnayne had} lost his estates, confiscated by the Crown; yet before bis death these had been restored to him by the | King. “Yes, but the report of the reator Sure ation had never been made to his} rightful heirs. The papers had) been held back and concealed. while those in authority planned) how to retain possession, Cassion| was chosen as an instrument, and sought my hand in marriage.” | My votce broke, and I felt his | strong hand close over mine, the warm pressure an unspoken pledge. “The dogs! and then what hap- pened?” “You know, already. I was din |covered behind the curtain, when you escaped thru the open window They compelled me to confess what I had overheard. La Barre was quick to grasp the danger of discovery, and the only method by | which my lips could be closed. By lthreat he compelled me to marry Francois Cassion, and accompany him on this journey into the wilder ness.” “The ceremony was by a priest?” “By Pero le Guard, ernor’s chaplain.” “And Hugo Chevet, your uncle Did he remain silent? make no pro- test?” I gave a gesture of despair performed the Gov “He! Never did he even con- ceive what occurred, until I told him later on the river. Even now }I doubt ff his sluegi¢h brain has grasped the truth.” “But you explained to him?” “I tried to, but only to regret the jeffort. All he can conceive of is revenge. He hates Cassion, be }eause the man has robbed him of the use of my father’s money; but for my position he cares nothing.” De Artigny stood silent, evidently in thought. “How did you attain the summit of this bluff?” he questioned at last “Yonder; there is a deer leading down.” “And you fear Cassion may fol- low?” “He will likely become suspicious if 1 am long absent. This is the first moment of freedom I have ex- perienced since we left Quebec. I hardly know how to behave my- trail | self.” “And we must guard ft from be- jing the last,” he exclaimed. “There |are questions I must ask, but Cas |sion must never suspect we have communication. Let us go to the end of the trail where you came up; from there we can keep watch below.” He still grasped my hand, and I had no thought of withdrawing |it. Together we clambered over| the rough rocks to where the nar- row cleft led downward. Securely screened from observa- tion by bushes, yet with a clear view of the cleft In the rocks half way to the river, I told De Ar- jtigny of my plan Firat to my } amazement, and then to my anger, jhe disapproved. And J had been |8o sure &® his loyalty! “The wilderness sees many |tragedies and ‘tis best you use care,” he warned, ‘Tis my belief this Francois Cassion might prove | a devil, once his heart was tricked, Have you thought of this?” “Thought of it!” I exclaimed, “yes, but for that I care nothing Has the man shown m y to me, that I should feel regret because he suffers? But why do you make plea on his behalf—the man is sure ly no friend of yours?” “I mate no plea for him,” he answered, claim no friendship, strangely sober, “and Any enemy to La Salle is an enemy to Rene de Artigny; & man abould. to do a deed of treachery", “You hold this treachery?” “What else? but I would front him as It is not my nature) You propose luring him to love you, that you may gain } confession from his lips. And, if I understand aright, you hope thru me to awaken the man's jealousy. Is this not true?” “You are unjust, unfair, 1 wish your good will, Monsieur, your good respect, but I cannot hold this plan which I propose as evil “I cannot “l am your friend—now, If Casston dares violence, I pledge at Inst always he must reckon with me. . but I will not play a part, you th Do you?” judge you,” he admitted or act a lie even at your request.” “You mean will not pretend to care for me?” I asked, my heart leaden at his words. “There would be no pretense,” answered frankly. I will not dishonor you, but thought of scheming to outwit your hi you by thus delibe he "I do care for y | indeed alone. I am an employe of this Francois Casston, my own free will pledged to his service by you are bis wife, joined to him by Holy Church, and altho you may have assumed those vows under coercion, your promise I can but choose my path of duty, and abide therein.” is binding. His words hurt, angered me; 1 lacked power of expression, ability to grasp his full meaning and pur- pose, You—yon desert mo, then? ~you leave me to this fate?” “I leave you to reconsider your | : returned “| do believe your wom anhood will find a better way of gravely. action,” he You to achieve {ts Hberty, but what that way is I cover. must trust yoh to dis- 1 am your friend, Adele, always—you will belleve that?” 1 did not answer; 1 could not, and an {nstant later he was gone. I know not how long I stood these staring into vacancy, haunted tortured by fear and hu by regret, millation. I heard no sound of warning, yet as I turned to retrace my way to | the camp below, I became suddenly aware of the presence of Cassion CHAPTER V, My Uncle Is Murdered Over the happenings of the next weeks I pass with only a word. Of course Cassion discovered De Ar 1916, PAGE 4 I had expected to have to en- dure my husband's anger in con- sequence of this, but it was not so, He treated me far more courteous ly than before—left me almost wholly to myself, save that I was always guarded by the priest or one of the soldiers Thus ife went on much in the same way until we had crossed the great lake and come to St, Ignace It was hore, fn the garden of a Jesuit mission, where our party was sheltered, that my uncle was found murdered one morning. He had been done to death most foully, stabbed in the back, Cassion raised a bue and ery over the deed. To my mind he made too much fuss to appear gen- wine, and from the first | was sure it had been committed at his be hest. Of what actually occurred, how- pl can remember little. | was stumfied by the horror of it all, but | most by the fact that I was now Cassion delayed only long enough to have my uncle hurriedly buried before we reembarked and hastened on. But at last | was roused from my stupor—roused by the brute they | had forced me to marry to play my wits against his for De Artigny'’s life. Cassion accused him of the murder of Chevet! When Cassion told me this with & poor semblance of regret in his voice, I challenged him with: “What {is your meaning, Mon- sieur?” “That I am tired of your making eyes at this forest dandy behind | tay back,” he threw aside his pre- tense of courtesy of the past weeks, “Sang Dieu! | am done with all erip now which will make you think twice, my dear, before you work any more sly tricks on me. I have in my hand #0,” and he opened and | closed his fingers suggestively, “the Mfe of the lad.” There was a look in his face which made me shudder, and turn away, His was no idle threat, | 1 realized the necessity for com- promise, I was aroused by the/4 grip of Cassion's hand. “Well, my beauty,” he said harsh- ly, “haven't | waited long enough to learn if it is war or peace be- tween us?” I laughed, yet I doubt if he gained any comfort from the expression of the eyes which met his. | 1 wished | are no longer in control. thie—do you heer?—and I have alané Am I not your wife? Surely you remind me of tt often enough, 1 have been friendly with Meur de Artigny, it is true, but there is noth ing more between us, Bo there tn no cause for you to spare him on my account, or rest hin fate on any jaction of mine “You will have naught to do with the fellow?” “There would be amall chance if Monsteur; and do you suppose I would seek companion ship with one who had killed my | uncle?” “"Twould scarce seem #o, yet I know not what you believe.” “Nor do 1 myself. | confess I should Ike to hear his defense, but 1 make you this pledge in al! honor 1 will have no word with him,) on condition that you file no charges until we arrive at Fort Bt Louls.” “Ah!” suspiciously, “you think he has friends there to bold him in nocent.” | “Why should I, Monsieur? He and they la Barre said that De Baugis commanded that post, and for all I know De Tonty and all his men may have Jepart It was not altogether graciously that he agreed, yet the man could was of La Salle’s party, not refuse, and | was glad enough | Lo escape thus easily. All went well as far an my keep- ing of my pledge wes concerned until a storm overtook us just be fore we were to leave the lake, at Chieago portage, and embark upon the great river thet would mark the last lap of our journey. That morning, Cassion, De Ar tigny and 1! all bappened to be in different canoes. We may have proceeded for half a league, when a fog swept in to- ward the land, enveloping us in its folds, and 1 became aware that De Artigny’s boat had turned about, and he was endeavoring to induce Cassion to go ashore and make camp before tho storm broke latter, however, insisted upon pro- ceeding on our course. De Artigny made no reply, but I noticed he beld back his paddlers, and permitted Cassion’s canoe to forge ahead, He must have dis covered that | was not with Mon- sieur, for | saw him stare intently at each of the other canoes, as tho to make sure of my presence, This action evidenced the first intimation I had had for daye of his continued interest in my welfare, and my heart throbbed with sud den pleasure Cassion bad already vanished in the fox, which swept thicker and thicker along the surface of the er, Yet dark and drear as the day was, we had no true warning of the approaching storm. When {t came {t burst upon us with mad ferocity, the wind striking us with all the force of three hundred miles of open sea. 1 had but a giimpse of dimly re- vealed canoes flung about like chips, driving before the blast. Our own hurled forward like an arrow, the Indian paddlers working like mad to keep stern to the wind. The soldiers crouched tn the bot- tom, clinging grimly to any sup- port. It wan but an instant; then a paddle broke, the canoe swung side- ways, balanced on the crest of a wave and went over. I sank, borne down by the weight of the canoe. I came up again, half strangled, and sought to grip the boat as it whirled past. My fingers found nothing to cling to, slipping along the wet keel, until I NUXATED IRON 100" Deople cent in A man: forfett. it it iis as per full ex- FORFEIT Ask your doctor or druggist a owt Drs Bar Di ‘ tite Pharmacy always carry it ACHES AND PAINS neglect a p a pain anywhere, what causes It and con- ¢. A pain in the kid- ay put you on your ack tomorrow, Don't blame the weather for swolleh feet. it may be an advanced warning of Bright's A pain in the stomach may be the. first symptom of appendie oitis. A creak in a joint may be the forerunner of rheumatism. Chronte headaches more than likely warn you of serious stomach trouble. The best way is to keep in good condi tion day tn and day out by regula taking GOLD MEDAL HAAR OIL Capsules. Sold by. relia druggists, Money refunded if t do not help you. Beware of wut Nt By Randall Parrish ower riant CO Mere TTT The} Per | tertained me with cheerful gonver- A Novel A Week Tamir | went down again Twice | went down, waves break ing over me, and flinging me about like a cork, bat as | eame up again to the surface, a hand clasped me drew me close until I bad grip on) a broed shoulder CHAPTER VI | Alone With De Artigny With the coming of help con sciousness left me When ft again awoke | was lying upon @ sandy beach, and I stared Into @ face bend ing over me “The Slour | claimed “Ot course,” he answered else should it be, Madame? do not rearet my privilege “I—I thank you, Monsieur,” 1 naid, and held out my hand, “Tt was most gallant, Are we alone here? Where are the others?” “{ do not know, Madame,” he answered, bis tone that of formal courtesy ‘Tis but a ehort time since we reached this spot, and the storm yet rages.” He lifted me to my feet, and I stood erect, my clothes dripping wet, and my limbs trembling #o that I grasped his arm for support, “What can we do?” “There is naught that I see, but | wait. Monsieur Cassion will be blown south, but will return, when |the storm subsides, to seek you, No doubt he will think you dead, yet will scarcely leave without search, See, the sky grows lighter already. It would be my thought to attain the woods yonder, and build a fire to dry our clothes; the air chilis.” 1 looked where he pointed, up a narrow rift in the rocks, yet scarce ly felt strength or courage to at- tempt the ascent. He must have read this in my face, for he made instant decision. | “Ah, I have a better thought than that, for you are too weak to at- tempt the climb. Here, He down Madame, and I will cover you with the sand. It is warm and dry. ‘Then I will clamber up yonder, and fling wood down; ‘twill be but a short time until we have a cheer ful blaze here.” I yielded to his insistence, and he | piled the white sand over me until all but my face was covered. From where I lay, I could watch him scale the rocks. At the top he looked back, waved bis hand, and then disappeared among the trees I gazed up at the sky, where the |clouds were thinning, giving glimpses of faintest blue, and began to collect my own thoughts, and realize my situation. In spite of my promise to Cas- sion, | was here alone with De Artigny, helpless to escape bis presence. Nor had I slightest wish | to escape. De Artigny appeared at the edge of the cliff. He had his arms filled with broken bits of wood which were tossed to the sand, and, a moment later, he descended and| paused boride me. “No sign of anyone up there,” he said. “The canoes must have been blown some distance down the coast.” vere you able to see far?” “Ay, several leagues. Are you becoming dry?” “T am at least warm, and already feel much stronger. Would it not be best, Monsieur, for us to scale the cliff, and walt our rescuers/ there, where we can keep lookout?” | “If you feel able to climb the) rocks.” He helped me to my feet. The warmth of the sand had given me) vigor, and I was able to climb with- out difficulty, We soon gained the top of the cliff where De Artigny de Artigny!” I ex “Who Please fire. My companion would have en- sation, but I could not respond. | was dumb thru fear of Cassion's return, I knew that no explani tion of mine would be accepted con- . | cerning my rescuer’s presence, I did not notice when De Artigny stopped talking and we must bave been sitting in silence for some time when he finally roused me. “I think you would better tell me your trouble, Madame,” he said quietly. At his words I could not refrain from sobbing. He waited patiently until I had regained my control, when he repeated his request. I hesitated a moment and then told him all—of Cassion’s accusation | against himself and the pledge that | had been forced from me. He heard me thru without com- ment, bade me not to worry and y|then went after more firewood. 1 watched him disappear among | 9° the trees. The fire burned bright- ly, and I rested where the grateful tigny had been with me on the Why, I choose peace, of course,|tutes. 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