The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 5, 1916, Page 4

THE ——_ SEATTL LEAGUE OF NEWsrarnhns By mali, out of city, ae per month up to 6 moa: & m By earrier, city & month. The War and Religion ANY a brave battle has been fought by the best brains of the world over the relation of science and religion In the beginning of the conflict, the churchmen attacked | Science valiantly as the worst of all possible threats to every feligious creed. é Then came an era when science and religion were recon- ‘tiled, correlated and looked upon as interdependent. Man in > ereased the uses of science marvelously, And in that time Began a noticeable falling off of general interest in things | Spiritual and ecclesiastical a The first quarter of the 20th century marked a succession @f scientific triumphs. And the event is still being celebrated by the Great War Science has made possible the most stupendous horror €@ver inflicted on man by man. It has prolonged the war, it intensified the increasing miseries of the war, It has ied both belligerents and neutrals with the hopeless, end- E intricacies of its progress. And in the East and West, wise men and foolish are thinking that if war is the best use which man can make of Mecience, then an antidote is needed. And they find it in © feligion, science’s old and original foe Tt is impossible for a sane man to believe that the su Mase, end of science is to reduce human beings to cannor > Ruskin put it this way, years ago, dwelling upon a certain int of view: t made all the difference, in asserting any principle of war, whether one assumed that a discharge of artillery would merely knead down a certain quantity of red clay into a level line, as in a brick field; or whether, out of very separately Christian-named portion of the ruinous heap, there went out, into the smoke and dead-fallen air Of battle. some astonished condition of soul, unwillingly Teleased Science, organized and efficient science, works in this war if the “red clay” theory of human life were true. And men of various modes of thought, men of books and ies, psychologists, poets, even political prophets, are that science has been much too ambitious and has o’er- itself; and that one result of the war, which will h up neutrals as well as the enemy nations, will be a new pect for the interest in religion. Modern civilization, having sent millions of men and d )wvomen and little children out of this world unwillingly be Sfore their time by means of scientific warfare, must soon ¢ an accounting And somewhe when the balance ts struck. man will rediscover the needs of his soul “Why call me the consumer?” ‘asks the guy who pays the bills. “All I do is PRODUCE!” Candidate Will Not Change His Spots A LL attempts by the democratic campaign managers to induce President Wilson to make a partisan stumping ir of the country have been unavailing. _. The president’s decision to speak during the campaign only at his summer home, or in response to invitations from partisan organizations, is unalterable. President Wilson has too keen an appreciation of the dignity of the presidency to dash about the country campaign- ig for votes while he holds the office. This has been the attitude of most of our presidents, those who have adopted a different course have lost more they have gained in popular esteem. As a candidate for the presidency, Hughes is in an en- different position and no criticism ought to attach to however strenuously he campaigns for votes, provided ie * ople have fixed for a candidate aspiring to the highest of- fice in their gift. A certain dmount of political license may be granted a ‘candidate for a municipal or state office, but a candidate for the presidency cannot be expected to win popular favor if he » deviates in the slightest degree from the most frank, sincere ~ and honest methods. The voters are justified in judging what the qualities of a man will be after he is elected, by the character of his to win the presidency. : If the candidate evidences evasiveness, insincerity, hypoc- fisy and a willingness to truckle to special interests or groups, | there is no reason to believe that he will change his spots _ after he is elected. The man who knows his possibilities is better than he who knows his limitations. _ To Save the Farms HE NATIONAL CITY BANK New York, tackles sociology, economics, diplomacy, as well as fi- mance, has got the horrors of the eight-hour law all figured out, in its September “letter,” thus: ‘ “If railway trainmen are to make shorter runs in the _ future, more men will be required in that service, and they | will have to be withdrawn from farming and other occupa- tions; production will be curtailed,” etc. It is not likely that over 2 per cent of railway trainmen ever saw a farm save as part of the scenery along their routes. _ However, if farmers are going to rush in and run locomotives, switch cars and manage the brakes, we're going to quit rid- ing on trains and go to praying for the perfect health of our “tin Lizzy.” But it sure does take a New York bank to father the proposition that the creation of more jobs means national calamity. of which Manners must adorn knowledge and smooth its way thru the world —Chesterfield. 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ALL WORK POSITIVELY PAINLESS UNION DENTISTS 3051, Pike Street—Over Owl Drug Store E STAR | blackness. does not fall below the high standard which the American| sarasssrsrrtstereesy JOSEPH LIN Pissunrrcns Meri nto Lr | qcoeemesceceenseeion (Continued from Our Last Issue) J ACK and Mary scuttled bac the haven of upstairs, and ) tilda shivered down thru When sho opened the servants’ & pollcoman caught her a Down here, Bill }man battering at the door above jand a min later two officers were inside, and a tight was flash face ing in Matilda's | “Now, old girl,” gid the first of ticer, “what's your little game, eh? | “It live here, sir. I'm the | housekeeper.’ “Now don't try to put that over jon us, I was talkin’ to Mra, De | Peyater’s coachman only yesterday | He told me the housekeeper wasn't |here no more, Where's the other Jone?” | “Wha--whaet other one? t » ft! sald the officer Didn't we see two women come in is house-—-hey, Bilt Sure “So | guess you'd better lead us to your pal | He pushed her before him, light ing the way with hiv flash-lantern, up stalrways and back Into the dining-room, where the officer alled up Mre, De Peyeter’s vell and closely scanned her features, | “Well, now said the officer, with polictal jocularity since you two Indies already got your hate on, I eee we'll just offer you ou Hat it ou I'm Matilda Simp son, Mra. Do Peyster's housekeep If #0, Who's the other mourner? inquired the humorous policeman “And what's she doin’ here “Sho's—she's"—and then Matilda plunged blindly at a lie-—"she's my sister” And having started, she went on: “My sister Angelica, who lives in Byracuse. She's come to visit me awhile.” The officer grinned Weill, Ma tilda and Angelica, we'll give yo 4 chance to tell that to the ! tenant Come on.” But I tell you I'm Matilda 8imy son!” ered Matilda You say y |taiked to William, the coachman | He'll tell you who I am. There's the bell—ring for him!” The officer scratched his chin. Then he pressed a big thumb against the bell Matilda had tnd! cated. There was a long, sickening wait At length, owever, Wiliam ar Ipeared. He started at eight of t four ficures: then his gaze f . dan bard [a lady a * Mat son, Mra. De Poyater's Lousel r How about it?” “She is,” William affirmed coldly “The deuce!” said the officer; and then in @ low voice apart to the other: “Lacky we didn't go no fur ther—hey, Bill?" With a glare at Matilda, William withdrew, “Well, ladies,” said the officer with ingratiating pleasantness, “I'm mighty glad it's all right. Good- night. Don't bother to come down with us. I noticed it was a spring lock. V n let ourselves ont.” When the two policemen were out of the room, Mra. De Peyster end Matilda into each - arms vhen suddenty } collap they sat upright. Footsteps Were sounding below growing nearer—what sounded like more than two pairs of footsteps There in the doorway were the t policemen And with them w gentieman In a cap and tan eum overcoat buttoned to the chin. , a er The gentioman « the Reverend Mr. Precroft Met bim goin’ down the ser vants’ steps aa we were goin’ out, and he asked ue—” the officer was | beginning. Put Mr. Pyecroft was already crossing toward Matilda, smiling affectionately “My dear Matilda!” He kissed her upon the cheek, “I arrived in |New York very unexpectedly less ‘than half an hour ago, and could not delay coming to see you. How you, sister?” Wha—what?” tilda Mr. Pyecroft crossed to Mrs, De Peyster and kiased her vell some: where about the forehead, “And how are you, dear sister?” he in- quired. Mrs, De Peyster gasped and atif fened. | “You ladies don't seem very glad to sea him,” put in the officer. “When we told him about you two bein’ sisters, bh brother. Is he?” stammered “Of course I am,” Mr. Pyecroft answered pleasantly. “Of course, I am your brother, am I not?” patting Mra. De Peyster’s arm with the appearance of affection, and then closing on it warningly. Mrs, De Peyster nodded her head. “Well,” said the officer, “since everything is all right, we'll be leavin’ you.” When they had gone, Mr. Pye. croft calmly removed cap and over coat and stood forth in his clericals, He smiled at them amiably “Well, my dears, I rather thought And when I saw the officers come out without you I knew you had successfully entertained them with some sort of nlausible explana tion.” His gaze fixed on Matilda. “So, my dear sister, you're really the housekeeper here.” Ho shook his thead chidingly nd the usual crook of a housekeeper, eh—trying to make a safe clean-up while her mistress is away. You and our ister Angelica had already been planning some kind of a game sim |ilar to the one I suggested, 1 just j happened to think of the same \thing. I don't blame you a lot for |not wanting to take me into the game; but, of course,” —apologetic | ally on could hardly expect me |to give up a rich thing lke this, could you?” His easy, familiar, tronte talk had brought Mrs. De Peyster one large item of relief. Evidently he didn’t suspect who she was—yet, you. managed to ask “Stay right here with you, my sisters, and in due time we'll go ahead with our game as per pre vious specifications.” Mrs. Do Peyster stared at Ma tilda. Matiida stared at Mrs, De Peyster, He nodded at the two with an air Ata EA fle. 18 he called to the Ma-| ; you'd bear watching, so T followed | “What are you going to do?” she| STAR—THURSDAY, COLN reset! THIS SIGNATURE } WHO BIGNED 7 ¢ | | DON'y You WRITS IT us CA ReaD IT St | | ] OCT. 5, 1916. PAGE 4 338 Square” | yet.” | At that moment, from the stair- | Way, came the sound of descending Jack and Mary appeared un | steps, “ (4 | “Ab — er—yeyes,” corroborated | 28 disturbed. Mr. Pyecroft became) yatiida a | 4 taut, Mrs. De Peyster quivered. | “4 gasoline sto + eontin.|, 4 #004 story 1s told of = sport Matilda gazed wild Jack. | ued the grave vol Pyecrof.| es Bemcesen he oa dae: Who's that quavered It was during t year) “tm se anges nd Only Uncle Bob,” Jack answered | after her nm sion | 7. ge Aiton tous carelewsly followe her face - waiter came ia 1) Sam Only Uncle Bob! Mrs, De Pey-| frightfully. She ts nely Kensi ae ster, in her dim corner, tried to| tive; so much fo that she invar ” ; ‘ shrivel up into yet darker obscur:|Sably wears heavy veil when she|). Gan said, “this chickes | ity. Jud x > of hi “ | ity, Judge Harvey of all persons—| goes out of her own hous Very sorry, ctr. ‘Phat Gani to be the one to discover her amid her humiliating circumstances! Dimly she heard Jack explaining ‘Fareaaaareaaestaaeaaaaceaatacagigaaan | Tynaaeagasesazaaeaae id aaatnestesteseestecestestestesisressssteatssesgess aaeanaeataesiagton) | Tiyegnasnsessvanvet And might | ask, Matilda, with} Mra, De Peyster sat rigid, voice | out intending discourtesy,” said) lens, COL u Tack, eyeing ike, Pyecroft with dis-| “What's the matter?” asked! M favor, “how loag your brother and| Mary, in deep concern Hater intend to vemain?” Our #ister probably did not hear ARE YOU JEALOUS? atilda Invi Wa for the sum.| *he In slightly deaf,” Mr, Pyecroft Mr. P. G. Roberson has been mer,” said Mr, Pyecroft apologetic-| (XPlained. He bent over Mra, De n of late going in the direction ly Peyster, made a trumphet of one | of Mr. J. Ry Whittlow What does @ “For the summer?” rep Jack| Hand, and raised his voice An-| this mean, Mise Dat The Stu. : In dismay, Then he spoke to Ma fY0Ch ges ccner yarnce, omnes | Se8 (Va,) Enterprive. i tilda, eausticully; “I wu it's he house, you to way tha te 4 NH oright, Matilda, but aa been| 70U9S Mrs. De Pe our KOLOMON'S LOCK i your fixed ¢ when we've been re ce Rie apes t bad ; away for the summer, to fill the! aig guint of the manc , houre with your family? OE oy Hecho A eel “Please, Mr, Jack, please,” {m-| Gear what's comfort to havenmie ploringly began Matilda | dear-—what comfort to have you “Great Scott!” Jack buret out tn) >” od with mischievous glee exasperation. “Not that I'd object| *"4 8rms wide as ff for a daughter ordinarily to your relatives being ly embrace she swept toward Mra here, Matilda, But running this! “Sire Nhe Peystor shriveled bi place just now ax a hotel, Whol yt the qe ster shriveled back knows but ft may let out the fact| BUt the Reverend Mr, Peycroft alta BY CHARLES 5. wy that sore here! Archibald Simpson, allan Thomas a I EEE ELIS Mr. Pyecroft’s « Ap on, alias Heaven knows What) {these posscused mont everythings Ab, 1 understand ar eo vetween her vt, presence in the house to g/ 2nd the oncoming Mary, and wi secret.” on ir of oro ri concern, beld ne! a y da told wn intercepting hand ae course! Harn't Matilda told Ne excitement. cégthe:, ‘Tktdet “L only just arrived. She hasn’t| '%" orders.” a |had time. But, of course, she would| ../* it anything serious?” Mary | have dono so, You are—ah”—hin| ***ed anxiously, tone was delicate—"evading the We hope not,” in a grave volce.| Wits im = book, when he was @d, police | "It 1s chiefly nervous exhaustion| -q've sae all things beneath the eum, “Phe police! We don't care a| U6 to & period of worry over a try ihang about the pollee, tho, of ing domestic situation.” j leourse, we don't want them t« That's too bad!” Very genuine! know, It's the infernal reporters |*7™Pathy was in Mary's oft cor His stomach troubled him, | guess. we care about tralto. But ff she’s unwell, she e 6 Ah, I think 1 see,” said Pye | OUKM to have more air. Why don't) 4 MAN MAY LEAD A WOMAN croft, “Mra, De F er would read | %OU_ raw up that heavy vell? TO THE ALTAR; AFTER THAT about your marriage in the Paris|,, Sb) % «0 loud, | bes YOu. He BECOMES. A FOLLOWER. | Herald, or some other Buropean | If socla wan casi epeie at oe veil pao " : 0 i ou ould pain her & pu ® aie is taie et peer Sertiees Mr. Pyecroft unhesitatingly went| SOME BULL | on in a low, compassionate tone,| Lady—Is that a pedigreed dog? “our sister, while trying to ght a| Dealer—Pedigreed! Why, if gasoline stove—It was a gasoline|dog could talk he wouldn't | stove, was it not, Matilda?” | to either of us! “Why, how terrible!” cried Mary. “You, jen't it! And furthermore, she in sensitive about her deafness | Was always a peculiar bird. Why, when we came to kill it we couldn't tian teabeiual ihebiaie: { ings.” in casual tone: “You know, Ma-|—which, I may add, was caused by |/,\'°) 't po at last we had to shoot “And now, Matilda, my dear.” he| Jack turned away with « aheug.| ida, Uncle Hob has always had |the same accident. And her various] £74 je housetops, resumed, “In the event of neigh-/and pointed oe dar of | the eral oversight of the house| misfortunes have made her ex-) y Sore Gr’ polls’ dressnig inn soul tiv. te Pace hn | when ie been Ghoted dating sum| tremely any, oo the iden attectina Tow ee tet eae Siow) 5 Gah te Ge ceed eal” "haa * that, Maen? mers: and he's always made it his| that i» paid to her, the happier the! joo oou, mune dean Shot the westh; gd tetnry ar t oa oe T pat in Mr. Pyeerott| business to dr occasionally to, poor er ix.” 7 ee re al ! by ! ulre what our) quic ly r sister see that every e's all right is wae cane The one who lives in Byracuse?"| fot him word we were here, and CHAPTER Vill GRANDPA LMOST CRACKS Stmpeor “You: and she ts tadisposed,” said | 9° dropped in this evening to cal! Mrs. De Peyster gave thanks} UNDER THE STRAIN Section ‘Ab. yeni very deed,| Me. Proarett jon us—and along came this awful] when at last, toward one o'clock.) ‘The stork visited Irvin 0 Matilda Simpson—Angelica Simp |—————— rain and we coaxed him to stay the| Jack and Mary and Judge Harv Monday morning and presented | son—and, let us say, Archibald night.” went back to bed, leaving Matilda,|him with @ new son, all | Simpson. And how many are there | When Judge Harvey entered, Mr.| Mr. Pyecroft and herself. It had|aiong fine except grandpa Sol in our family?” Pyecroft started. But the next mo-| previously been settled that Mr./and he was able to hobble wd ment Mr. Pyecroft old Mr. Pyeeroft pursued his genea- logical inquirfes into all possibly useful detalis. And then he sat meditative for a while, gazing amiably about his family circle. And it was while they were ali thus sitting sPent that Jack, who had stipped cautiously downstairs, walked tn, behind him Mary YOU'RE BILIOUS, HEADACHY,SICK! Matilda, what's this mean?” he} pons stay constipated wit demanded | Mra, De Peyster turned in her breath bad, stomach sour chair, and held her breath, Matilda or a cold. arose, shaking. “Who's this man, Matilda?” Jack continued. | “And, pray, Matilda, who is this?” politely inquired the arisen Mr. Pyecroft, blandly assuming com situation. Well, you certainly " the astounded Jack }mand of th Who am 1? have He's Jack,” Matilda put tn. Jack De Peyster.” Ah, young Mr. De Voyster!” Mr. Pyecroft's eyebrows went up slight ly and a shrewd lent Mashed tnto his eyes. “And, pray, who ts this | with a suave gesture toward Mary “That, sir, is my wife!” Jack an nounced, stiff with anger Again Mr. Pyecroft’s eyes flashed shrewdly My doar sir, that {s, indeed, sur-| prising, T have seen no public no | tice of your marriage See here, who are | manded Jack Matilda seemed about to choke. “He's—he's my-—my brother,” | “Your brother!” exclaimed Jack | 1 didn't know you had a brother. 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Jack gave the necessary introduc-| room, Matilda was, of course, to Paoli, Ind, tions have her usual quarters, and Mrs. eee “Excuse me, Mr. Simpson.” Judge| De Peyster was to have the room HI8 CHO! ) Harvey remarked presently, “but| adjoining Matild that formerly} |. jolce face seems elusively was occupied by Mrs. De Peyster’s Where is your lawyer?” in- Haven't | met you some where?” “Perhaps you were a Iny delegate | to the recent Episcopal Convention hi in New York?" politely suggested| hard, very hard, and once more. |the judge Mr. Pyecroft “No, 1 did not even attend any | of the sessions.” “Then, of course, {t could not have been there that you saw me,” said Mr, Pyecroft, Mrs. De Peyster, for all her per- sonal apprehension, could but mar. vel at this young man of the sea who had fastened himeelf upon her back. Most amazing of ail, he seemed to Ike the taste of his danger. “Judge Harvey, Mr. De Peyster Was remarking, when you came in,” Mr. Pyecroft continued without per. mitting a lull, “that he wished his presence in this house to remain unknown, Also I had just told him that my earlier years were given over to a life for which I have been trying to atone. Now I have a very humiliating further confession make to you all, Recently, for a disastrous moment, the Mr. Hyde element in me, which I thought I had atifled and cast out, arose and possessed me. In brief, I have been guilty of an error which the police consider serious. So you see, | am in the same situation as Mr. De Peyster: I prefer my whereabouts to remain unknown. Since we are in each other's hands, and it is in our power to betray the other, shall we not all agree to preserve Mr, De Peyster’s and my presence tn this | house a secret? For my part, 1 | promise.” | “I'm willing,” said Jack | “And 1” ald Mary, “Anyhow 1 never get a chance to tell, for 1 |haven’t been out of this house once.” “And you, Judge Harvey? will—ah—protect me?” Judge Harvey bit the end of his fnustache. “I don’t lke this bar. gaining over a matter of justice, But—for Jack's sake, yes.” “Thank you, Judge Harvey,” Mr, Pyecroft said in a soft, voice, and with a slight, dignified | bow. Mrs. | breath. | one, “There's something that’s just been occurring to me.” spoke up Jack, “It's along of that infernal reporter Mayfair who's snooping around here. He's likely to get in here any time, If he were to find me here alone, there’d be nothing for him to write about. It's finding |me here, married, that will give him one of his yellow stories, and | that will put mother next. Matilda, since you already have so large a family visiting you, | suppose you You De Peyster drew He certainly a deep was a cool and saying that Mary here | something or other of yours—say a niece?” “Oh, that would be laughed Mary. “Why, Mr. Jack—I! I The flustered Matilda could get out no more. delicious,” she was your daughter?” queried amiliar | grateful | | wouldn't mind taking on one more | was| “Mr, Simpson, couldn't you say) Pyecroft was to have Jac’ on crutches this a. m—News f quired the judge. “L have none,” responded the ‘prisoner; “haven't any money.” “Do you want a lawyer?" asked second maid. Fifteen minutes later, having been undressed by Matilda, she was lying in the dark on a narrow bed, “Yes, your honor.” “There is Mr. Smith, Mr. Brown jand Mr. Green,” said the Judge, |pointing to the young attorneys waiting, briefless and breathless, for something to tura up, “and Mr. Alexander is out in the corridor.” The prisoner eyed the budding attorneys, and, after a critical sur- vey, said: “Well, I guess I'll take Mr. Alexander.” — | of ono, and all went very well for | a time. It was the kind-heartedness of. Mary that made a martyr cf M De Peyster. Mrs. De Peyster been in the habit of assisting time to pass by sitting by the b window and reading, but wi Mary decided that the invalid mi | be lonely, and proceeded to ch |her up with visits sevemal th day, it became necessary for ter Angelica” to remain in bed | after this, her second move, she was | studying the ttems of her situation. | She had daily to mix with, strive | to avoid, Jack and Mary, And Jack | had casually remarked that Judge Harvey would be frequently drop ping In. And there was that bland, incorrigible Pyecroft. All night she tossed and thought, and tried to solve her problem But in vain! Morning came at last, and when she did not appear in the kitchen for breakfast, the various members of the household knocked at her door to inquire for her health, And this gave her an in- spiration. She would be i!l—too ill to see anyone but Matilda, The wonderful lies Mr, Pyecroft had told on the spur of necessity the night before stood her in good stead now. So when Matilda brought up her ten and toast they consulted to- gether and decided the plan was a good one. Thus it came about that) o¢ ¢y, | e time—ilying with her face | the mistress of the house entered | the wall at that—for th | upon her long exile in her second | 1 | maid's attic room Sache opener irae os | Below stairs the question of sup-|/ | plying food for five adults living | pontiaenmenatters MOF. jin a supporedly empty house be-| on" airs De Pavieer’ only came the great problem. Matilda) ser, Pyecroft's well. could come and go at will—also| Judge Harvey—while Jack threw | times he had cpl cet Gara aside all pretense and let it be known that he was sleeping in his| Stef such an excursion that Mr. mother’s empty house, So they solved the food problem by pat- |ronizing several groceries instead! (Continued in Our Next Issue) et } TAKE GOOD CARE | OF YOURSELF “Self preservation is the first law of Nature,” and if you will only keep the stomach strong, the liver active and bowels regular you will do much toward the promotion | | and maintenance of better health. . Oftentimes, assistance is needed, . 3 and it is then you will greatly ap- | | preciate the aid of 3 i HOSTETTER'S | STOMACH | BITTERS Angelica is married, and I am sure clean, thus avoiding | daughter. it will be a great pleasure to her to claim Mrs. De Peyster as her Angelica, my dear, of course you'll do it?” « SRE een ER