The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 2, 1919, Page 20

> ON | - == By CONDO WHY -1 TOOK IT OUT c “TW BOTTLES AN’ DUT IN JUGS AN’ M10 IT IN ATTIC- SO IN CASE THEY SEARCH = p— ; AN’ y I | WEDLOCKED— EMPTY | |) Scared for the Moment + Has Wilbur's Number! | LeD ALaap,ouma | WeLt,\“ov AS LONG AS I'M AL DOLED UP m my NEW RAGS | GUESS/ BELIeve ———S satin 7 . ~ | Don “REFUSES To SUBScRipe == | SvEess This 1S A PRETTY 'o CLASSY LomaNe surr- | wish SAYS THE VICTORY LOAN (3 NOT A MATTER OF PATRIOTISM RYT PURELY A BvSiness BY THORNTON W. BURGESS (Copyright, 1919, b y T. W. Burgess) Whitefoot Grows Anxious ] KNOW of nothing that is more | sad than to feel that a friend is| Ro longer to be trusted. There came AB ume when Whitefoot the Wood! Mouse almost had this feeling, It was a very, very anxious time for! Whitefoot You see, Whitefoot and Farmer 1 wad tr PAID FoR— SPIFFY - AND Tru ME WAT } Look QUITE | Cu. STEP ovr A UTTLE TONIGHT - GO OT AFTER DARK WITH THAT Brown's Boy had become the very that automobile, I want him to/ dress going down the aisle of the | known. he simple truth is,” she sid, i best of friends there, in the little | p and pick me up when | hail) chureh; she saw the group around You see. she said. “That's what| quietly, “that I might hold Pane i sugar house, They had become such im. Me walking, while my ®on/|the altar; and, as surely as she lay | I'm up against it ed—terribly. I don't Aad R004 friends that Whitefoot did not | «wells Around in a car! And another | there, she knew that Max Wilson's; Quite suddenly Sidney knew who/I'm afraid he knows it Its ay hestitate to take food from the hands thing. He turned savagely at the | eyes would be, not on the bride, but | the girl at 213 ———- ave. was. The pride that's burt; nothing élse.” ef Farmer Brown's Boy. Never in | door, “You let me he: hen read-|on the girl who stood beside her paper she held in her hand was hos * * © © © 8 #8 @ # fil his life had he had so much to} @at, or such good things to eat. ED ‘was getting so fat that his hand \ Bome little coat was uncomfortably housin’, and I'll kill him The wedding was to be at five o'clock. This, in itself, defied all tra- ditions of the Street, which was The curious thing was that Car lotta felt that she could stop the wed jding if she wanted to, She'd hap- pened on a@ bit of information—many pital paper, with the heading torn loft. The whole sordid story lay be fore her: Grace Irving, with her thin | face and cropped hair, and the news: | And thus did Christine Lorens go down to her wedding. Sidney stood for @ moment, he eyes on the letter she Already, tight. He gan about fearlesaly4 either married in the very early | a wedding had been stopped for less. | paper on the floor of the ward beside jin her new pi she had while Farmer Brown and Farmer morning at the Catholic church or at|It rather obsessed her to think of | her! learned many strange things. One Brown's Boy were at work making eight o'clock in the evening at the| stopping the wedding, so that Sidney| One of the bridexnaids thumped | of them was this: ‘that women like oe maple and maple sugar. He| ,“Oh, dear, what dors it mean?” Presbyterian, “There waa something |abd Max would not walk down the | violently on the door outside, Grace Irving did mot betray their had t his fear of Bowser the | ied Whitefoot, all to himself. (Continued from"Thureday.) _ |"When I get out I'll either be com-|reckleas about five o'clock. The | ainié together. “Another electric lamp!" she called, | lovers; that the eodeetthe under: ‘Hound, for Bowser paid no attention | don't want to do that Oh, dear! ~ | petent enough to run a whole hos | Street felt the dash of it. It had a} There came, at ‘ast, an hour be|excitedly thru the door, “And Pal-| world was “death to the squealer”; to him whatever. |Oh, dear! J was so happy. and o ail Sidney kept asking herself, pital aingle-handed, or I'll be carried | queer feeling that perhaps such afore the wedding, a lull in the fever. | mer is downstairs.” | that one play the game, and won or Now, you remember that White |r nag worried! Why ean't h nbw |"Why?" those mornings when she | Out pli hry |enarringe was not quite legal. liwh activities of the previous month.| “You see,” Christine said, drearity. | lost, and if he Jost, took his medicine f (Boot had made his home ‘way Gown | tines iast always?” ¥ ets APPY jcould not get to sleep. People were | sw giad to have her so| The question of what to wear be-| Everything was ready. In the Lo-|"I have received another electric es roma <underneath the great pile of wood fn the sugar house. Of course, ‘ Farmer Brown and Farmer Brown's Boy used that wood for fire to Doil the sap to make the syrup and ‘a Sugar. Whitefoot thought nothing of this until one day he discovered that this little home was no longer as “@ark as it had been. A little ray of | OF MISSING CAPTAIN nt crept down between the sticks.| WASHINGTON, May 2.—Three Presently another little ray of light | Months’ search having failed to de- crept down between the sticks. velop any clue to the whereabouts It was then that Whitefodt began | of Capt. Charlie Hansen, marine to be anxious. It was then that he| corps headquarters has announced Yealized that that pile of wood was | that the name of this officer has Srowing smaller and «mailer, and if | been dropped from the rolls it kept on growing smaller, by and| Captain Hansen was last seen in by there wouldn't te any pile of January in the city of New York. He wood, and his little home wouldn't | is listed as “absent without leave.” Next story: The End of White foot's Warries. MARINES DROP NAME be hidden at all. Of course, ,White-| His friends here still ha hopes foot didn’t understand why that| that his disappearance will be ex wood was slipping away. In spite|Dlained. Captain Hansen enlisted of himself, he began to grow suspl- | from Illinois. cious He couldn't think of any| \ nce Teason why that wood should be taken away unless it was to look | FIRST FLAG OF TRUCE for his little home. Farmer Brown's | + Boy was just as kind agd just as | PRINCETON WAR RELIC friendly as ever, but all the time) NEW YORK, May Princeton More and more light crept in as the | university will receive as part of its ‘wood vanished | war relics collection the flag of truce “Oh, dear, what does it mean?” | under which American staff officers & cried Whitefoot all to himself. | first entered German territory be “They must be looking for my home,| yond the Rhine, at Coblenz, Lieut and yet they have been #0 good to| Alex L. Schlesinger, class of 19 me that it is hard to believe they | now with the army of occupation. ™mean any harm. I do hope they will| who acted as interpreter in the ar stop taking this wood away. I won't|mistice parley, has offered the have any hiding place at all, and| souvenir. With the gift will be in then I will have to go outside, hack | cluded a map showing the place kind—men were kind, really--and |¥et, for some reason or other, those things had to be. Why? After a time Sidney would doze fit | fully. But by three o'clock she was always up and dressing, After a time the strain told on her. Lack of sleep wrote hollows around her eyes land killed some of her bright color. | Between three and four o'clock in |the morning she was overwhelmed jon duty by @ perfect madness of sleep. There & penalty for sleep ing on duty. The old night watch- lman had a way of «lipping up on one nodding. The night nurses wished they might faften a bell on him! Luckily, &t four came early morn ing temperatures; that roused her | And after that came the clatter of early milk wagons and the rose hues of dawn over the roofs. Twice in the | night. once at supper and again | toward dawn, she drank strong black | coffee. But after a week or tw her nerves were stretched taut as a Her station was close to her three rds. But she very little, as a matter of fact Her responsibility was heavy on her she made frequent rounds. The late summer nights were fitful, feveriah the darkened wards stretched away like ¢ ns from the dim light near the door. And from out of these jcaverns me petulant voices, uneasy movements, the be ing of a cup on |a bedside, which was the signal of n & small room near, She knew her better than she knew the other nurses. Small emer gencies were constantly arising and finding her at a lows, Once at least every night Miss Harrison would | hear a soft hiss from the back stair: | case that connected the two floors, and, going out, would see Sidney flushed face and slightly crooked cap Bending over the stair rail, | “I'm dreadfully sorry to bother you,” she would say, “but Soand-So won't have a fever bath"; or, “I've a wotman here who refuses her medi cin." Then would follow rapid} questions and equally rapid answers Much as Carlotta disliked and | feared the girl overhead, it never oo lourred to her to refuse her assist ance, Perhaps the angels who keep the great record will put that to her credit ee ele hs ore! @hke Sidney saw her first death shortly after she went on night duty It wae |the most terrible experience of all her life; and yet, as death goon, it was quiet enough So gradual was it that Sidney, with K.'s little watch jin hand, was not sure exactly when lit happened. The light was very dim |behind the little sereen, One mo. ment the sheet was quivering slightly under the struggle for breath, the next it was still. ‘That was all, But to the girl it wae ca tastrophe, That life, so potential, so tremendous a thing, could end #0 it nominiously, that the long battle came, for the men, an earnest one. Dr. Ed resurrected an oid black frock coat and had « “V"™ of black cambric set in the vest. Mr. Jen kins, the grocer, rented a cutaway and bought new Panama to wear The deafanddumb book who, by reason of his aMfiction, was calmly ignorant of the excitement around him, wore a borrowed dress end of hin days the only properly at tired man in the church. The younger Wilson was to be ane of the ushers, When the newspa pers came out with the published list and this was discovered, as well as that Sidney was the maid of honor, there was a distinct quiver thru the hospital training school. A proba- toner was authorized to find out par- ticulars, It was the day of the wed ding then, and Sidney, who had not been to bed at all, was sitting in a sunny window tn the Dormitory An. nex, drying her hair The probationer was distinctly un. cany. “LI just wonder,” she said, “if you would let some of the girls come in to see you when you're dressed? “Why, of course I willy ~ “It's awfully thrilling, isn't And—isn't Dr. Wilson going to be an} usher?” Sidney colored. “T believe so." “Are you going to walk down the aisle with him?" “I don't know. They had a re rent kitchen, plies of plates, negro waiters, ice cream freezers, and Mra Rosenfeld stood in orderly array. In before a toilet table which had been carried upstairs for her benefit, sat, on this her day of days, the bride | pared for guests and presents. | Florists were still buxy in the room |below. Rridesmaids were clustered at each new ring of the bell and call- ing reports to Christine thru the | closed door “Another wooden box, Christine | It looks like more plates. What will you ever do with them allt" "Good heavens! Here's another of | the neighbors who wants to see how |you look, Do ss jany visitors now. Christine sat alone in the center of her sheet. The bridesmaids had been sternly . forbidden to come into her | roon. “I haven't had a chance to think for a month,” she sald. “And I've |got some things I've got to“hink j out.” But, when Sidney came, she sent for her. Sidney found her sitting on |m stiff chair, in her wedding gown, it? | with her veil spread out on a small! stand one the door,” said Christine, | And, after Sidney had kissed her: “I've a good mind not to do it.” “You're tired and nervous, that's | an” you can't have) | lamp, and Palmer is downstairs! I've |got to go thru with it, I suppose. | The only difference between me and the attic, in the center of a sheet. | other brides is that I know what I’m | | getting. Most of them do not.” | “You're going on with it?” “It's too late to do anything else. |agent who boarded at McKees, and |All the second story had been pre-|T am not going to give this neigh borhood anything to talk about.” She picked up her veil and set the |coronet on her head. Sidney stood suit, and considered himself to the |on the little staircase, bending over | with the letter in her hands. One of | K."s answers to her hot question had been this “There is no sense in looking back | unless it helps us to look ahead. | What your Uttle girl of the ward has | been ts not so important as what she is going to be.” “Even granting this to be true,” | she said to Christine, slowly—and it jmay only be malicious, after all Christine—it's surely over and done jwith, It's not Palmer's past that concerns you now: it’s bis future | with you, isn't it?” | Christine had finally adjusted her | veil. A band of @uchesse lace rose like a coronet from her soft hair, and from it, sweeping to the end of her train, fell fold after fold of soft tulle. |She arranged the coronet carefully | with small pearl-topped pins, she rosé and put her hands on Sid ney’s shoulders, Then | }3f not Grace, them lelse in the story, of course. But who? radiance had died out of her eyes | ‘The Street yoted the wedding & |ereat success. The alley, jwas rather content by things. For ingtance, awning as essentially for riage guests, and showed & to duck in under the side one was looking. Mrs. solutely refused to take the ushers Jarm which was offered her, and said | she guessed she was able to walk @ | alone. Johnny Rosenfeld came, as befitel his position, in a complete chau! feur's outfit of leather cap and lee gings, with the shield that was hit | state license pinned over his heart The Street came 4 with a degree of uncertainty | supper. Should they put Jon the stove before they left, in only ice cream and cake were at the house? Or was it just |to trust.to luck, and, if the | supper proved inadequate, to down to a cold snack when they home? (Continued Saturday) ee if a4 ani i to my old home in the hollow stump. ' where the conference took place thirst should terminate always in this cA-|neareal last night, but, of course, I T am, of coures.: But that tent! The older nurses saved themselves | pitulation~it seemed to her that #he way not there. I—I think 1 walk |What's wrong with me. Throw that} 4 when they could, To them, perhaps | could not stand it. Added to all her | sion, veil some place and sit down.” | ii 55 | just a little weary with time and | other new problems of living W4*| aye probationer had been instruct-| Christine was undoubtedly rouged f | much service, the banging cup meant | this one of dying. Jed to find out other things; #0 she|® very delicate touch. Sidney} [not so much thirst as annoyance.| She made mistakes, of cours. | set to work with a fan at Sidney's thought brides should be rather pale |'They visited Sidney sometimes and | which the kindly nurses forgot to re | aie, | But under her eyes were lines that | | cautioned her | Port basins left about, errors on her | You have known Dr. Wilson a|/ Sidney had never seen there before. | ” i "Don't jump like that, child;/records, She rinsed her thermomestiong time, haven't you?” | "I'm not going to be foolish, Sid | [ # | they're not parched, you know,” |ter in hot water one night, and) «Agog |ney. I'll go thru with it, of course, No More Sore; Tired, Tender Feet; No Puffed-up, Calloused Feet or Painful Corns~-Try “Tie” Why go limping around with ach-|comfort; takes down swellings and Ing, puffed-up feet—feet so tired, draws the soreness and misery right e “But if you have a fever and are thirsty “Thirsty nothing! They get lonely. All they want is to see somebody!" “Then,” Sidney would say, rising resolutely, “they are going to see me.” Gradually the older girls saw that she would not save herself. They liked her very much, and they, too, had started in with willing feet and chines, doing their best, of course, |but differing from Sidney in that their service was of the mind, while hers was of the heart. To them, pain was a thing to be recorded on a house, Scarcely a night went by without Its patrol or ambulance case Ordinarily, the emergency ward had its own night nurse. But the house | startled an interne by sending him | | word that Mary MeGuire's témpera. | ture was 110 degrees, She let a de lirious patient excape from the ward | another night and go airily down the fire escape before she discovered | | what had happened! Then she distin. guished herself by flying down the iron staircase and bringing the run- away baek single-handed, . . * 8 © © @ © jot the details, | “An awnthg from the house door | to thh curbstone, and a policeman!” | |reported Mrs. Rosenfeld, who was | at the |finding steady employment Why do they ask | don’t trust ‘em? | Rut the mention of the policemen | had Yeen unfortunate. It recalled to} street, and he sittin’ up there alone “He's awfully good looking, isn't her" Sidney considered, She was not ig: | norant of the methods of the school If this girl was pumping her “DN have to think that over,” she said, with a glint of mischief in hér eyes, “When you know a person terribly well, you hardly er whether he's good lookingjor nV." “T suppose,” sald the pro! taking the probationer smilingly by the shoulders, faced her toward the do pu go back to the girls,” she id, “and tell thefff to come in and ‘em if they | smouldering eyes flamed. ‘The audac. | to Sidney | Get Dr. Pierce's Goldn Medical Discovery It was very short; Sidney read it! Medicine dealer’s, in tablet or liquid form, oF, b trial package to Dr. Pierce’s Invalids’ Hotel, B " ity of it startled her. be very sure of herself, She, too, had not slept during the Sidney must joner, | | It would put mamma In her grave |if T made a scene now.” | She suddenly turned on Sidney. | “Palmer gave his bachelor dinner | at the Country club last night. They | all drank more than they should, Somebody called father up today and | said that Palmer had emptied a bot: | tle of wine into the piano, He hasn't | been here today.” “He'll be along, And as for the tender hands; but the thousand and| For Christine's wedding the Street | running the long strands of Sidney's other—-perhaps it wasn't Palmer who Jone demands of their service had | threw off its drab attire and assumed | hair thru her fingers, “that when you | did it |drained them dry. They were effi-|a wedding garment. In the begin: | are at home you see him often.” “That's not it, Sidney, I'm fright: | clent, cool-headed, quick-thinking ma-| ning it was increduloug about some! sidney got off the window sill, and, | ened.” Three months before, perhaps, Sid- | ney could not he ve comforted her; but three months had made a change in Sidney, The complacent sophis: tries of her girlhood no longer an- letter. “Special delivery rend it.” lat a glance more sophisticated, had always | headache. report; to Sidney, it was written on | Lorenz bourse. “And another awning | gee me when I am dressed, and tell | swered for truth. She put her arms the tablets of her soul. jat the church, with a red carpet!" \them thie: I don't know whether I around Christine's shoulders, Carlotta Harrison went on night Mr. Rosenfeld had arrived home!am to walk down the aisle with Dr. | man who drinks is a broken ed at pe byriee es her at rio was ir king “p arrears of rest! wilson, but I hope I am. I see | reed,” said Christine, ‘That's what! night service, as it Sidney's first. | and rgcreation. \him very of o 9) 1 arry and | ‘ ‘. ile fine nccepted it ntoleally.. She had | "H@ht" he ald, “Suppore tt aon’t| pi yaay 088 And I think bel fee woe arTy and lean on the| the skin means that pimples, boils, carbuneles § rot charge of. the three wards on the|rain. What then?” His Jewish| ghe shoved the probationer out | that isn’t all!” | acne and all skin blemishes will disappear. Then hoor fuse below aids and of the father poke in him [into the hall and locked the door be-| She got up quickly, and, trailing; Femember that when the blood is right, the liver, Ward into which all emergency chess] “And another polleeman ae the | hind her |her long fatin train across the floor, | bowels and kidneys become healthy, active and " r . hat message in its entirety bolted tha door, Then from inside! you will have no more trouble with in vice, perhaps the most difficult in the phi ntly reached Carlotta Harrison, Her | her co ge she brought out and held | j, aa chafed, sore and swollen you can|CUt of feet that chafe, smart and | was full to overflowing. Belated va.) him many things that were better |day. When'the probationer who had| “Ask yo t ab . 7 en oil, hardly, pot your shoes on or ort?/2um: “Tix” instantly stops pain in |eations and illness had depleted the |forgotten, He rose and scowled at brought her the report had gone out, | knows @ girl at 213. husband if he Qecasionally one should “clean house” with castor fenton geatpe igre nore salaeaes oo bea “Tin training school Carlotta, given dou his wife |she lay In her long white nightgown. |* * "« «© © « « « «| tiny pills made up of the May-apple, leaves of aloe and ro ‘ we I ig, sore je duty, mere! al ree el o baw i Jol y e 7 TY ; ” Hf ry no Sead: rig cise aw anh \tesle, Mo woes. thon Uaioe re loos y shrugged her shoul i ba pela bt ing for hands Siauped ander er ead, and} Three months before, the Avenue jalap, first put up by Dr. Pierce and now sold by adden your tortured feet” "| more foot torture, “'ve always had things pretty he sees his father walking down | little room ene celllng OF Der | woud aye meant nothing to Sid-| druggist#in this country as Doctor Pierce's Pleasant makes your feet glow with, Ask for “Liz.” Get only “iz.” | hard here,” she commented, briefty. Bho saw there Sidney in her whitelmere sophisticated, “hed ateun| Always convenient. to take. Bereepegigis2zeaa bl etize.