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a [ppointment to me WHERE You'RE BING AND You Won't FALLING Down ana ued From Yesterday) one day, Wilson was goaded the love of Heaven, he said, impatiently, love to that wretched like a worm if you Car “stop bey y look sin” “i him. He is thoroly genu LT respect him, and—he respects Father a silly game, you think J don’t understaid?” you do. I--I don't re @ lot about him, Max. But down-hearted. He cheers attraction for him was almost quite. He felt rather sorry sorry. Then you are not an- ith me?" She lifted her eyes and for once she was not “I knew it would end. of I have lost a—a lover. 1 that. But I wanted to keep ” the right note. Why, after he not be her friend? her cruelly, hide- It no disloyalty to Sid- it. And Carlotta was Not once again did she see what lay in her eyes. pm of her worries. Her is almost over. She ab- the thought of private duty. ‘mi hovering near, hot . It was no place the office and we'll talk Mke to go there; Miss she spoke of was . It occurred to Wil- he took it the affair feached a graceful and thought of another stolen alone with her was not un- it Ino, “ me be at a lecture that evening loomed tempt- you meet me at the old ” he said, carelessty, eyes on Lamb, who was forgetting that only a junior interne and was ferociously. “We'll run out the country and talk things ito ” .- 7 e+ © © © # Rad been uneasy all that day; ledgers irritated him. He had sleeping badly since Sidney's mouncement of her engagement. § o'clock, when he left the office, Joe Drummond waiting out on the pavement. "Mother said you'd been up to see I thought I'd |a couple of times. around.” looked at his watch t do you say to a walk?” out in the country. I'm not «you are. I'll go about a half hour or so." forestalled, K. found his sub hard to lead up to. But here Joe met him more than half Well, go on,” he xaid, when they themséives in the park; “I TI guess | know what you are go to way.” m not going to preach, if you're pg that. Ordinarily ts on making a fool of himself, I p alone.” “Why make an exception of me?” “One reason is that I happen to you. The pther reason is that, you admit it or not, you are ike a young idiot, and ure the responsibility on the of some, one else.” “ghe is responsable, isn't she?” fot in the least. How old are Joe?" PpTwenty-three, almost.” ° ‘Exactly. You are a man, and you acting like a bad boy. It’s a dis It's more than t to Sidne: uch she cares! She's going to ‘Wilson, i#n’t she?” “Phere is no announcement of any nt.” and you know it. Well, still desired his friend: | if a man| she'll be happy—not! i I'd go to her tonight and tell her what I know, | she'd never see him again!” The idea, thue bern in his over wrought brain, obsessed brn. He re turned to it again and again. Le Moyne was uneasy. He was not cer tain that the boy's statement had any basis in fact. His single deter mination was to save Sidney from any pain | When Joe suddenly announced his inclination to go out into the coun | try, after all, he suspected a ruse |to get rid of him, and insisted on | going along Joe consented grudg- | ingly | “Car's at | sald, sullenty | IN pet back.” “That won't matter. was cheerful I'm not anyhow.” That passed unnoticed until they were on the highroad, with the car [running amoothly between yellowing Nelda of wheat Then: “So you've got ft, too™’ he sald “We're a fine pair of fools! We'd both be bet Of if I sent the car over a bank!" He gave the wheel a reckless twist, and Le Moyne calied him to time eterniy } They had supper at the White | Springs hotel—not on the terrace. | but fn the little room where Car | lotta and Wilson had taken their first mea! together. them both/ and Joe submitted with bad grace. But the meal cheered and steadied him. K. found him more amenable to reason. and, gaining his confi dence, learned of his desire to leave the eity. “I'm stuck here,” he said. “I'm | the only one, and -nother yells blue murder when I talk about it. I want to go to Cuba. My uncle owns a farm down there.” “Perhaps I can talk"¥our mother over. I've been there.” At 10 o'clock he left K. and went for the car. That was the last K. saw of Joe Drummond until the next day Bailey's garage.” be K's tone sleeping, CHAPTER XXIV Carlotta dressed herself with unus ual care—not in black this time, but in white. The ride was to be « bright spot in Wilson's memory. He ex- | pected recriminations; she meant to make him happy. That was the se- eret of the charm some women had for men. They went to such women to forget their troubles. “It's very late,” he complained at 10!" out late.” “Gooa!’ And then, their new situation: “We have to talk over. It will take time.” At the White Springs hotel they stopped to fill the gasoline tank of the car. Joe Drummond saw Wilson there, in the sheet iron garage along: side of the road, The Wilson car was in the shadow, It did not occur to Joe that the white figure in the car was not Sidney. He went rather white, and stepped out of the zone of light. ‘The men in the garage were talk ing. “To Schwitter’s, of course,” one of them grumbled. “We might as well Ko out of business,” “There's no money in running a« straight place, Schwitter and half a dozen others are getting rich.”’ “That was Wilson, the surgeon in town. He eut off my brother-in-law's leg—charged him as much as if he |had grown « new one for him. He | used to come here. Now he goes on |to Schwitter’s, ike the rest. Pretty | girl he had with bim. You can bet jon Wilson.” | So Max Wilson was taking Sidney |to Schwitter’s, making her the butt lot garage talk! The smiles of the men were evil, Joe's hands grew cold, his head hot. A red mist spread |between him and the line of electric |lights. He knew Schwitter’s, and he knew Wilson. He flung himself into the car and | threw the throttle open. So, with Sidney the basis of his | happiness, Wilson made the most of [his evening's freedom, He wang a | little in his e © tenor--even, once when they had slowed down at a crossing, bent over audaciously and recollecting lot “J don't know when | K. ordered beer for)! THE SEATTLE STAR—TUESDAY, MAY 27, ARQUNO AND STRLL.NO WEODRdS Des WILL Canes FoR we — MANE. I'M ‘T0O Fuss¥- BUT Peanar TP | HAD A LARGER FELD “To Pict< SQUIRREL FOOD HERES MY a a td / 0 ASTO. KAVE Sista? FLY OVER WS BUS, / DROP A HOOK AND YANK HIM OUT OF “iE CAR mop panee® -_ ee . o> ~ can . « Kiased Carlotta’s hand glare of & passing train. “How reciless of you! “I like to be reckless!" he replied His boyishness annoyed Carlotta.+ | Bhe did not want the situation to get lout of hand, Moreover, what wre real for her was only too plainly a| lark for him, She begun to doubt | ner power - | | ‘The hopelessness of her situation | wae dawning on her, Even when the | touch of her beside him and the soti-| tude of the country roads got in hin | blood, and he bent toward her,: she | iH neo jement in his) Lone e 90: cuesuragemer is | perty-lip, across a little bridge over words: | « " » [the Laughing Brook, where it flowa Lam mad about you tonight" = | 10° coe Beg She took her courage in her hands 4 “ —_— | ‘Dear me! Dear me! Dear me! | “Then why give me up for some! 444 a rather _ plaintive fag n > a Peter stopped so suddenly that he why te th éiferent?.. 1 |all but tumbled heels over head aunt a tae eee. Sie Sitting on the top of « tall mullen peek fs eet |staik was a soberly dressed but | trim little fellow, a little larger than Bully the English Sparrow, Above | his coat wae of dull olive brown. In the full | (Copyright, 1919, b An Old Friend ARLY one morning Peter Rabbit was scampering, lipperty lip | am a No | “That was a trick “Surely you are not going to be back | “I have special permission to be I don’t care for any one else mn the | world. If you let me go I'll want to | diet" | Then, as he wae silent | “If you'll marry me, I'll be true to you all my life! I swear it! There will be nobody else, ever!” | The sense, if not the worth, of | what he had sworn to Sidney that Sunday afternoon under the tres, on \this very road! Swift shame over- |took him, that he should be here, that he had allowed Carlotta to re ally stood between them. ‘m sorry, Carlotta. It's tmpow sible. I’m engaged to marry some one else.” “Sidney per Yes.” He was ashamed at the way she took the news. If she had stormed or wept, he would have known what to do. But she sat still, not mpeak- ing. "You or later Still she made no reply. He thought she might faint, and looked at her anxiously. Her profile, indis tinet beside him, looked white and drawn. But Carlotta was not faint ing. She was making a plan. If their escapade became known, it would end things between Sidney and him. She was sure of that. She needed time to think it out, It must become known without any apparent move on her part. If, for instance, she became ill, and was away from the hospital all night, that might answer. The thing would be investigated, and who knew The car turned in at Schwitter's road and dreW up before the houne, The narrow porch was filled with small tables, above which hung rows tric lights enclosed in Japanese r lanterns, Midweek, whieh had found the White Sulphur hotel al most deserted, saw Schwitter's crowded tables set out under the trees. Seeing the crowd, Wilson drove directly to the yard and ;parked his machine “No need of running any riek,” explained to the atill {him. “We can walk back and take ja table under the trees, away from those infernal lanterns. She reeled a little as he helped her out “Not sick, are you? " “I'm dizay. I'm all right She looked white, He felt a stab ot pity for her, She leaned rather heavily on him as they walked toward the house, ‘The faint perfume that had almost intoxicated him, ear ler, vaguely irritated him now At the rear of the house she shook off his arm and preceded him around the building. She chose the end of Page?” almost as whis ust have expected it, sooner he main in ignorance of how things re desperate | figure beside | while underneath he was of a gray. ish white with faint tinges of yel low in places. is head was dark jand his bill black. The feathers on his head were lifted just enough to make a tiny crest. His wings and tail were dusky. Little bars of white showed faintly on hin wings, while the outer edges of bis tall were dis |tinetly white. His tall hung straight | down, as if he hadn't atrength | enough to hold tt up. “Helio, Dear Me!” cried Peter, joy hat are you doing way | Dear Me the Phoebe did not reply jat ones, but darted out into the air and Peter heard a sharp click of the |ittle black bill Making a little Olivia Decides to Press the Matter “What's oret “he Rome Wi FILO "As Been “Too OMAR — WHO VAS TRA Fouced TANT Sei; Ty DANS To AwaTiss? 1 vase To PLACE Tus AD IM Your. PAPER, He'll Know Better the Next Time TY BY THORNTON W. BURGESS y T. W. Borgesn in a New Home Dear Me alighted on the mul stalk again. id you catch a fly then?’ Peter | “Of course 1 did.” was the prompt | cirele le asked voles, | | o i@ Pi ad “Hello, Dear Met” crley Peter, joy ously. | reply, and with each word there was a jerk of that hanging tail, . Peter almost wondered if in some way Dear tongue and tall were con. nected. “I suppose,” said Peter, “that the porch as the 4rop, and went down | falling back | There was a moderate excitement The visitors at Schwitter's were too much engrossed with themselves to be much interested. Bhe opened her jeyes almost as soon as she fell-—to |forestall any tests; she was shrewd enough to know that Wilson would | detect her maligning very quickly— and begged to be taken into the | house place in which to like a stone | “I feel very tl,” she #aid, and her | white face bore her out Schwitter and Bill carried her in jand up the stairs to one of the newly furnished rooms, The little man was twittering with anxiety He had a horror of knockout drops and the po lice. They laid her on the bed, her | hat beside her, and Wilson, stripping down the long sleeve of ner glove, felt her pulse. (Continued Tomorrow) ‘Baby Blinded | from Eczema | | erfectly blind. r worst case he had ever | . Om D. D. com, | cure followed.” J, Dore miney, Jenison, Ala | You write, too, to the D, D. Dy. | Company of Chicago for @ sample and get immediate relief. Or, come ou what D. D. r own back in and we will tell D. has aecomplishe: | neighborhood. unlons the first | Bbc, 600 and $1.0 e 2E lotion for Skin Disease | Bartell brug | Let's go eat at Boldt’s—uptown, 1414 Sed Ay. downtown, 913 2nd Av. pettle relieves you WAGE FIGHT ON WAR BOOZE ACT Federal Judge Declares War Is Not Ended SAN FRANCISCO, May | (United Press.) —Commenting today, Jin the midst of an argument on a | petition to restrain enforcement of |the wartime prohibition act, Federal |Judge Van Fleet d&clared the war |cannot be sald to be end | Attorney Theodore Bell California vineyardists, had |that the war ix over and thi gency is past No man can say the war has end said Van Fleet, “It has me interrupted by an armistice. ‘Tomorrow may see us plunged again |into the vortex.” ell argued that tion was intended to conse He said: “Not even William Jen- nings Bryan would contend that grape juice is food.” We said en |forcoment of the act would mean a {loss of $75,000,000 to California vine- | yardists, | “The government's position in this matter Is to sit tight,” said Assistant United States Attorney Silva, “If the wine men violate the law and are arrested, then will the time to bring suit to test the law.” | of the argued emer- en wartime prohibi food. COUNCIL GETS REQUEST Request for authority all save city employes Cedar river watershed, the city council by Dr. H. M. Read, leity health commissioner, was re |ferred to utilities and public safety |committees at Mond ‘the council. to remove from the filed with 'M, TH MAN ye You’RE TH’ FELLOW WHO SQLO ME AN ACCIOENT | POLICY LAST WEEK, AINCHA? it is your habit of catching flies and bugs in the alr that has given your family the name of Flycatchers Dear Me nodded. Then Peter asked ain what he was doing down here. Mrs. Phoebe and I are ving down here. We've made our home down here, and we like it very much,” re plied Dear Me. CaN PAGE 13 By ALLMAN WELL, TH’ NEXT TIME ‘mM IN DANGER You MIND “OUR OWN BUSINESS “Me Tre’ WES UP FoR ME “WHEN, EH? $a ages JOKED “THEY Ho! 2 funniest expression on his face, He|¢r place around here for a nest.” didn't see anything of Mrs. Phoebe,| Dear Me chuckled. “I wouldn't and he didn't see any place for a | tell any one but you, Peter,” said he, nest. _ |“but I'm going to let you into a "What are you looking for? asked | little secret. Mrs. Phoebe and our Dear Me. home are under the very bridge For Mrs. Phoebe and your home,” |you are sitting on.” Geclared Peter by | ’ } you and Mrs. Phoebe ever built on; Next story: Why the Phosbes ‘eter looked all around with the the ground. and I don't see any oth: | Changed Their Nesting Piece. ‘What Women Need Is Not Cosmetics _ Or Stimulating Drugs But Plenty | Of Pure Red Blood Rich in Iron ~ ‘To Give Them Health, Strength and Beauty Says Dr. George H. Baker, Formerly Physician and Surgeon Monmouth Memorial Hospital “What on awfel -| whole |of New Jersey. | Explains How Organic Iron—Nux- }ated Iron—Enriches The Blood. Strengthens the Nerves, Builds up Physical Power and Helps Make Weak, Nervous, Run-down Wo- men Keen, Active and Tingling with Energy. Sleepless nights spent worrying supposed ailments, constant dosing with habit-forming drugs and narcotics, and useless attempts to | brace up with strong coffee or other stimulants, are keeping thousands of wothen pale, weak, nervous and con- stantly longing to be strong and well when their real trouble may be noth- ing more than lack of tron in the blood. Without tron, the blood has no power to change food into living tissue, and therefore nothing you eat does you any good-—you don't get the strength out of it. When tron is supplied, it enriches the impoverished blood, puts |nature's own color inte j the strengthens the nerves and gives re- vitality to the body But to take the wrong kind of iron in the hope of get- ting renewed strength may prove wor than useless, so physicians hay been asked to ex plain below why they prescribe only organic iron — Nuxated Iron which, unlike the older inorganic products, is easily assimilat not injure the make them black or up- set the stomach Dr. George physician and Memorial hospita “What wom n their cheeks and the springtime of life into their step is not coametics or stimulating drugs, but plenty of rich, pure, red blood. Without it no woman ean do credit to herself or her work, Iron is one of the great- eA of all strength and blood build e and I have found nothing in my experience so effective for help ing to make stron healthy, red blooded en as uxated Tron From a careful examination of the formula and my own t s of Nux- ated Iron I a preparation can take himself or pr patients with the moet ¢ of ob ning highly beneficial satinfac y results.” over cheeks, newed healthy, rosy-cheeked ones, radiant with life, vim and energy, envied and ght after everywhere they go. Yet in spite of all been said and written by physicians about the alarming iron deficiency in the blood of the average Amer- jean woman of today, there are still thousands who need something to increase their red blood corpuscles and build up their strength and en- |durance, and are either careless of | their | take. formerly Raker, Monmouth urgeon New In ter my opinion there is than organic iron— ‘on—-to help make healthy, blooded, beautiful women. Hy hing the blood and increasing ts oxygen-carrying power, Nuxated ‘orm th flabby tissues and pallid nervous, rundown women ajinto a glow of health, and make them look years younger within a surprisingly short time. If people years adjunct| would only realize that iron is just New York t|as indiapensable to the blood as and Hos-|air to the lungs, and be just the women | ticular about keening up @ sufficien' in strength- at all times, there would, in be far less disease r lelan | enr | \ 1 MacAlpine, in, mem Medical Society, and professor of Graduate Medical 8 1 You cen suppl y opinion, ondition or do not know what | Silce thet stk sctesatata p-like effeet sie apes sulting from anaemic, weakened conditions, For years it wa, Jem with physicia |ister iron i form that could be that has | jiteelf. Rut the introduction of Nux- Jated Iron has done away with all |the objectionable features of the old mineral salts of iron, and gives to every careful, thinking physician a |tried and Valuable prescriptioy which he can recommend nearly very day with benefit to his weak- Jened and rundown patients. 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