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5) BRP wn's house, stealing up thru the EVERETT TRUE 2h AM FROM THE CITY DIRGCTORY OFFICE, WHaT 18 Your You Go Back to THS DIRGC TORY OPFICE AND TOU) THEM To SEND SomeBovy | OUT HERG WHO DoOESnir SME LikKGS A WHISKGYT Distrcery!}! xr WANT MY NAME TO BO SPELLED RIGHT AND MY ADDRESS Given CORRECTLY Mt Di TUN mut Bb BY THORNTON W. BURGESS (Copyright, 1919,by T. W. Burgess) Peace Is Restored at Last By CONDO! | SAY, HELBA, How Do You “Thin CUBA WOULD BE AS A PLACE FOR ME “‘ Go ON MY SUMMER VACATION P WEDLOCKED— Pal “Put His Foot in It” LOW long that disgraceful squab-; Bully and his wife in their old home. | th ble in the Old Orchard would | They flew to another part of the Old lasted, had it not been for) which happened, no one Right in the midst of it one discovered Black Pussy, eat which lives in Farmer hard, her tail twitching ‘and | yes glaring savagely had heard that dreadful racket im@ had suspected that in the midst | } Buch excitement she might have to catch one of the feath- | folks. You can always trust Pussy to be on hand at a time that. sooner was she discovered than thing else was forgotten. With | eae 20 ene eo v008: THE SEATTLE STAR—SATURDAY, MAY 17, 1919. DOINGS OF THE DUFFS— No One Takes Wilbur Seriously! nit tomy ott WM} ffl! | Thuwie You'Le PRaBARIN BUY A TIM WORM AD Go'TO ‘To Boston on Ou, Wei, | Haven” MADE UP MY MIND YET, a UA wall MMM My > WotlTHIS 1s GtAONG ENOUGH To SHAKE DIMES INTO T | never go back, she maid passionately [She was innocent, had been falsely 4. If they could think such a bout her, she didn't want to their old hospital! ™ K her, alternately J soothing and probing | “You are poritive about it? “Absolutely. I bave given him his medicines dozens of times.” “You looked at the label?” “1 wwear I did, K.” questioned | place, of course?" | “J—~1 haven't decided.” “Then somebewy's got to decide for you. The thing for you to do in to stay right her®, Sidney, People ;know you on the Street. Nobody, here would ever accuse ling to murder anybody!" | In spite of herself, Sidney emiled a little | “Nobody thinks I tried to murder | him. It was a mistake about the I didn’t do it, Joe!” + “"$ THANKS GIRLS = THAT EARTHQUAKE KINDA OVERHAULED Owen AN’ SHOOK (T CONTRACTS AWARDED . | FOR CITY PROJECTS Awards of contracts for street and sewer improvements made by the beard of public works Friday ; Sewer system at Firlands | 1 ted and to Coluce N or tampering with said & Colucclo & Niblett. | tohowa:, $100 for the. concrete walks on 29th conviction on charge of ave. and other streets, to Goetz &/cens, of other felony chi Brennan, $ .80; water mains | $26 for the arrest and con o ja chatge o on 60th ave. 8. W. and adjacent | Sith streets, to Scalzo & Co,, $12,970.25; $100 Reward TO WHOM IT MAY The manuf. Auto Theft for the thes &t said Theft theret t and conviction of utomobile wi “Who elee had acceas to the med. | medicines, concrete walks on 13th ave. S., to| charges. cine closet?” } His love was purely selfish, for he | w. H. Smith, $10,230. | eal ae fe “aiThaevit tommy “T think alt afraia 1 win|, “Carlotta Harrison carried the| brushed aside her protest ax if she) ‘Pans and specifications by the/local distributors and dealers. nr Heo "1 | Kev, Of course. I was off duty from had not spoken engineering department for grad-|netice supercedes all fo come back to stay. Nobody really |4 to 6. When Carlotta left the ward! «you give me the word and I'l go|ing and paving Wilson ave, and world! Not at the hospital, not here, | ‘¢ Probationer would have them” | ang get your things; I've a car of other streets were presented to the|stated. MILLER-CHAP: & . *| “Have you reason to think that » lboard for roval, but PANY, Los Angeles, Cal. Dated not any place. I am no use! |™y own now approval, ‘but action was | ie 1918 : either one of these girls would wish) jie stared at her incredulously. | postponed, a week in order to in-| 1° : | } were ready to snap, Sidney turned val him shrewiahly. | in the lead and Jenny and close behind him, all the! turned their attention to Black | ; She was the enemy of all, | they ar itway forgot their MB quarrel. Only Mrs. Bully re) a ‘where she was, in the litte | Calling her bed names, doorway of her house. She | orchard, there to talk it all over take no chances, but she and rest and get their breath, Peter ber voice to the | real bbit waited to see if they would How those birds did shriek | nor come over near enough to him @ scream! ‘They darted down al-| for q yitle more posaip into the face of Black Pussy.| aint. and finally Peter fone went nearer than Bully (Continued from Friday) When Christine would have seen ther, she kept her door locked and | asked for just that one evening jalone, But after Harriet had re tired, and Mimi, the Austrian, had lerept out to the corner to mail a |letter back to Gratz, Sidney unbolted [her door and listened in the litth upper hall. Harriet, her head in towel, her face carefully cold | But they | creamed, had gone to bed; but K."s Clear to the edge of it the birds shrieking, screaming and When you say that nobody wants | you harm? “Bu ; : r t, Joe, they have only done| vestigate ‘protests filed by Mrs. Ed- you,” maid K., not very steadily, “I| “None whatever.” began Sidney.| what they thought was right) Who.|gar ¢. Blair. y Ed-) When you think of 1 think you-are making @ mis| vehemently; and then, checking her-| ever made it, there was a mistake.” take.” |nelf—"uniess—but that’s rather ri) you don't mean that you are go started J, was shining over the| “Who?” she demanded. “Chris-|diculous.” firs ling to stand for this sort of thin for his home in the dear old bag de “aldney tptoed te the door. |tine? Aunt Marriet? Katie? The} “What ts ridiculous | Every time some fool makes a mis-| | “8 only person who ever really wanted “I've sometimes thought that Car. take. Patch. All the way there he jchuckled as he thought of the| spunky way in which Jenny and/ @ English Sparrow and Jenny Now, Black Pussy hates to be the Almost immediately he opened the door. me wan my mother, and I went away | lotta~-but I am sure she is perfectly | y., and left her!" fair with me. Even if she—if she—" of so much attention. She She scanned his face closely, and,| “Yer? 2 Mr. Wren had stood up for their / “May I come in and talk to you?” | rights. +4 He turned and took a survey of |the room. The picture was against the collar box. But he took the jrisk and held the door wide. | Sidney came in and sat down by the fire. By being adroit he man laged to slip the little piety jand under the box before she aw It is doubtful if she would have its significance, had she that now she had been discov- there wasn't a chance in the for her to catch one of those 0 folks. So, with tail still h angrily, she turned, and, ——————- such dignity as she could, left | (Old Orchard. Clear to the edge |BOY BOND SALESMEN Kt the birds followed, shrieking.| GET BRONZE MEDALS threatening to do all sorts of During the Victory Loan drive, |'t ul thing to her, quite as if they Seattle Boy Scouts sold $560,000 realized y could have. }worth of bonds, representing 4,000 | seen It. Z " When she finally disappeared to- | individual subscriptions For ob-| “I've been thinking things over those |taining more than 10 individual |*he said. “It seems to me I'd better subseriptions, 225 boys of the Se-|not go back.” attle council will be decorated with| He had left the door carefully bronze medals. Richard Leonard, | open Men are always snore con there was triumph in every note as|son of A. W. Leonard, president | ¥entional than women, ee ody returned to attend to his |of the P. 8. T., L. & P. “That would be foolish, wouldn't own affairs. Jenny and Mr. Wren | the greatest amount of bonds, his|!t. when you have done geemed to have forgotten all about sales totaling $60,350 |And, besidex, since you are guilty, Sidney “I didn’t do It!” she cried, passion ately. “I know I didn’t. But I've lost faith in myself. lon; that’s ali there is to it. All last night, in the emergency ward, I feit jit going. I clutched at it. I kept saying to myself; ‘You didn’t do it! | you didn’t do jt! And all the time |something inside of me was saying, ‘Not now, perhaps; but some time |you may.’” | Poor K., who had reasoned all this lout for himself and had come to the impasse! ‘0 go on like this, feeling that lone has life and death in one’s hand, and then perhaps some day to make a mistake like that!" She looked up at him forlornly. “I am just not brave enough, K.” ‘Wouldn't it be braver to keep on? 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I can't keep| reading there something she did not understand, she colored suddenty. “Il believe you mean Joe Drum- mond.” mond if he had found any encourage ment in her face, he would have gone on recklessly; but her blank eyes warned him. “If you mean Max Wilson,” said Sidney, “you are entirely wrong ife's not In love with me—not, that is, any more than he is in love with a dozen girle. He likes to be with me-—oh, I know that; but that doesn't mean—anything else. Any | how, after this dingrace—" “There is no disgrace, child.” “He'll think me careless, at the least. And his ideals are so high, K." I do not mean Joe Drum- ‘ou say he kes to be with you What about your’ Sidney had been sitting in a low lchair by the fire. She rose with a sudden passionate movement. In the informality of the household, she had visited K. In her dreasing gown and Plippers; and now she stood be- fore him, a tragic young figure, clutching the folds of her gown across her breast “I worship him, K.." she said, tragically. “When I see him coming, I want to get down and let bim walk on me. I know his step in the hall I know the very way he rings for the elevator. When I see him in the |operating room, cool and calm while jevery one else is flustered and ex- | elted, he—he looks like a god!" Then, half ashamed of her out: |burst, she turned her back to him |and stood gazing at the small coal fire, It was as well for K. that she | did not see his face. For that one moment the despair that was in him shone in his eyes. He glanced around the shabby little room, at the |aagging bed, the collar box, the pin Jeushion, the old marble-topped bu reau under which Reginald had for merly made his nest, at his untidy table, Uttered with pipes and books, at the image in the mirror of his own tall figure, stooped and weary. “It's real, all this?” he asked, after a pause, “You're sure it’s not just— glamour, Sidney?” “It's ‘real—torribly real!” Her voice was muffled, and he knew then that she was crying. She was mightily ashamed of it. Tears, of course, except in the pri- vacy of one's closet, were not ethi- cal on the Street. “Perhaps he cares very much, too,” "Give me a handkerchief,” said Sidney, in @ muffled tone, and the little scene was broken into while K, searched thru a bureqy drawer. Then “It'a all over, anyhow, since this. If he'd really cared he'd have come over tonight. When one is in trou- ble one needs friends.” Back in @ circle whe camo inevit: ally to her suspension, She would - | ven if she likes Dr, Wilson, 1 | don't believe—Why, K., she wouldn't! It would be murder! “Murder, of course,” said K., “in intention, anyhow, Of course, she | didn't do it. I'm only trying to find out whore mistake it was Soon after that she said good night {and went out. She turned in the doorway and emiled tremulously back at him | “You have done me a lot of good lYou almost make me believe in my- | sett That's because I believe in you.” | With a quick movement that was lone of her charms, Sidney suddenly closed the door and slipped back into the room, K., hearing the door close, |thought she had gone, and dropped heavily into a chair “My pest friend in all the world!" said Sidney suddenly from him, and, bending over, she kissed |him on the cheek. The next instant the door| had closed behind her, and K. was left alone to such wretchedness and blixs as the evening had brought him. On toward morning, Harriet, who slept but restlessly in her towel, wakened to the glare of his light over the transom. “K.!" she called, pettishly from her door, “I wish you wouldn't go to |sleep and let your light burn! K., surmising the towel and cold cream, had the tact not to open his door.| “I am not asleep, Harriet, and 1 am sorry about the light. It's going out now!” Before he extinguished the light, jhe walked over to the old dresser land surveyed himself in the glass, |"Two nights without sleep and much janxiety had told on him. He looked old, haggard, infinitely tired, Men tally he compared himself with Wil- son, flushed with success, erect, tri- umphant, almost insolent. Nothing had more certainly told him the hope: lossness of his love for Sidney than her good night kiss, He was her brother, her friend. He would never be her lover. He drew a long breath and proceeded, to undress in the dark: ‘ Joe Drummond carhe to see Sidney the next day. She would have avoided him if she could, but Mimi had ushered him up to the sewing room boudoir before she had time to escape, She had not seen the boy for two months, and the change in him startled her, He was thinner, rather hectic, scrupulously well dressed, “Why, Joe! she said, and then: “Won't you rit down?” He was still rather theatrical, He dramatized himself, as he had that night the June before when he had asked Sidney to marry him. He stood just inside the doorway. He offered no conventional greeting whatever; but, after surveying her briefly, her black gown, the lnes around her ey 1 behind | “You're not going back to that} you if you explode like a rocket all | the time.” Her mattar-of fact tone had its ef- fect. He advanced into the room,) | but he still scorned a chair, “I guess you've been wondering why you haven't heard from me,” he said. “I've seen you more than you've seen me.” Sidney looked uneasy. The {dea of | espionage is always repugnant, and| to have a rejected lover always in| the offing, as it were, was discon. | certing. | “I wish you would be just a little | bit sensible, Joe. It's so silly of you, | really. It's not because you care for | me’ it's really because you care for yourself.” | “You can’t look at me and sa that, Sid!” He ran his finger around his collar —an olf gesture; but the collar was very loose. He was thin; his neck showed it. “I'm just eating my heart out for you, and that's the truth, And it isn't only that. ‘Everywhere I go, people say, “There's the fellow Sid- ney Page turned down when she| went to the hospital.’ I've got so I keep off the Street as much as I} can.” Sidney was half alarmed, half irri-/ |tated. ‘This wild, excited boy was not the doggedly faithful youth she |had always known. It seemed to| her that he was hardly sane—that underneath his quiet manner and carefully repressed voice there lurked something irrational, some- thing she could not cope with. She looked up at him helplessly, “But what do you want me to do? You—you almost frighten me. If you'd only sit down—" “LT want you to come home. not asking anything else now. I just want you to come back, so that things will be the way they used to be. Now that they have turned you out “They've done nothing of the sort. | I've told you that.”* “You're going back?” “Absolutely?” “Because you love the hospital, or | because you love somebody con-| nected with the hospital?” lm (Continued Monday.) Horlick’s Malted Milk A Nutritious Diet for All Ages Quick Lunch; Home or Office. OTHERS ere IMITATIONS { . are they going to blame it on} ° e @ | “Please don't be theatrical. Come lin and sit down. I can't talk to at Low Cost {S ONE OF THE PRINCIPAL CHARMS OF LIFE ON KIRKLAND GARDEN TRACTS. THE ONLY WAY TO BEAT THE HIGH COST OF LIV- ING IS TO OWN YOUR OWN HOME AND RAISE YOUR OWN FOOD. : You can laugh at the landlord, the green grocer — and the fruit dealer; you can eat eggs the year ‘round without worrying about the cost, and you can sell your surplus for enough to buy shoes and clothing if you live on Kirkland Garden Tracts Hundreds are doing it now, and there is room for hundreds more on garden tracts of a quarter acre up in size— Selling as Low as $300 They live in Kirkland, raise their own vegetables, fruit and chickens, and work in Seattle, for it is only 45 minutes from the Kirkland landing to Sec- ond and Pike, with frequent ferry service from 5:45 a. m. to midnight, You have all the advantages of city and the country at Kirkland—city water, light and tele- phone—country quiet, gardens and fruit trees. You can be happy and prosperous in Kirkland. We have the home you want to buy in Kirkland, or you can buy a tract cheap and build your home, We will help you. 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