The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 6, 1919, Page 15

EVERET? TRUE "ROOD Mor ENING, ISTSR GREEN. ONT TAKS OPE HAT. T AM ROVGH &ITH YoU You're FIRSD! XO ™ (Continued From Yesterday) vi Aftermath. “Well,” observed Violet generous “I thought littl me was pretty } stage broke, but I gotta hand to Otis. He's some actor, He me going from the first snore.” actor ts right,” affirmed Bros: with conviction, “and show, too, if you wanta know Id sit thru it twicet. Say, I 't quit thinkin’ what a grand time I'd start in this old burg ould only con this Kismet thing slippin’' me my Day of Days. me or not, there would be it asked ly Lessing. «miling ell. the first flop@d nail down the coin that was handy, and e buy me a flock of automo- nd have « table reserved for the Knickerbocker for dinner night—and Imagi ion Magged. “Well.” he conciud @ defensively, “I can tell you om T wouldn't do.” tt” demanded Violet wouldn't let any ward polit) Wke that there Wazir, or what them A-rabs called him, kid me trying to throw a bomb at ie Murphy--or anythin’ like jo-oh! Not this infant. That's your friend Hajj the Beggar's glipped on him. Up to then he everythin’ his own way. = If only had sense enough to stall, ‘d have wound up in a blaze of “But, you bonehead,” Violet ar candidly, “he had to. That his part—it was written in the would you do?” "G'wan, If he'd just stalled round refused to jump through, the ‘4 have framed up some other out. Why—blame it!—he'd ‘ve tor’ “That will be about all for me,” Violet. “f don’t feel strong ugh tonight to stand any more Jour drariatic criticism. —and please talk baseball all way.” With a resentful grunt, Mr. Bross ped a warm, moist hand round Piomp arm of bis charmer, and th masterful address propelled le the curb in front of the theatre e the little party had paused, to northwest corner of Broadway progress consisting in a series frantic pt pauses to escape annihilation the roaring after-tHeatre crush of Motor cars. P. Sybarite, moving in F ptinctively to follow, leaped back Wo the sidewalk barely in time to Have his toes a crushing beneath the P tires of a hurtling taxicab. > He w#miled a furtive apology at Molly Lessing, who had demonstrat greater discretion, and she re his smile in the friendliest His head was buzzing kind. Neither ; but for an instant he exper. thless sense of sympa thetic isolation with her, there on that crowded corner, elbowed nd Bhouldered in the eddy caused by the Junction of the outpouring audience With’ the midnight tides of wayfar fs surging north and south The wonder and the romance of the play were still warm and vital tn bis = imagination, infusing his thoughts with a roseate glamor of Unreality, wherein all things were Strangely possible. The iridescent imagery of the Arabian Nights of his boyhood (who has forgotten the fascination of those three fat old Volumes of crabbed type, illuminat 4 with their hundreds of crampe ld wood-cuts?) had in a scant three hours been re ed for him by noblauch's fantastic drama, with splendid investment of sc pan Datume, ite admirable histrionic in Merpretation, and the robust yet ex Guisitely tempered artistry of Otis Bkinner. For three hours he had ener forgotten his lowly world, had lived | roman atmon- land or mn the high peaks of thing only their rare ¢ that never was on . Synopsis of Preceding Chapters Lead me| rushes broken up by| By CONDO! FIRED ¢ WHAAT HAVE ee =| NOTHING MM Difficult, he found now, to di vest his thoughts of that enthrall ment. > nd to cold and sober reality, to remember he was a clerk his companion a shop irl, rather than a prince disguised as Calander eaquiring princess dedicated to fatal enchantment—that Kismet was a quaint fallacy, one with that whim sical conceit of orient fatalism which assigns to each and every man his day of days, wherein he shall range the and plumb the abyss of hia destiny, alternately its lord and its puppet But presentiy with on blinking, he pulled bis wits er, and a traffic policeman a favorable opening. the ried across and plunged comparative obscurity Thirty-eighth st. sturdy ¢ his modest Violet already bleck In advance. Dixeoyering this circumstance, by the glimmer thru the shadows of Violet's conspicuously striped black and white taffeta, P. Sybarite com: mented charitably upon their h If we hurry we might catch uf, suggested Molly Lessjng “{ don't miss “em much,” he ad mitted, without offering to mend the pace. She laughed softly “Are they really in love “George 1s," replied P. after taking thought “You mean she isn't | “To blush unseen | of nothing to do—not one is a perfect thirty esses a good digestion and an finite capacity for amusement a | carte.” | “That | prompted. | "Violet will marry welt Not Mr. Brows, then?” “Nor any other poor man. I don't say she doesn't. care for George. but before anything serious comes of it he'll have to make use ot his day of days—if Kismet sends him one. I hope ‘it will,” Sybarite added sincerely | “You don’t believe—reaily | “Just now? With all my th | I'm so full of romantic nonsense I can hardly stick. Nothing is too | ineredible for me to believe tonight | I'm ready to play Hajj the Beggar ettort togeth creating two scur into the of = Weat orge a and full ste. in la is to say—?" the girl if at all } ever P t! to any combination of imposmtbilities | Kismet cares to brew in Bagdad-on | the- Hudson" Again the girl laughed quie his humor “And since you're Mr. Sybari would make ly to a true tell me. of hellev what use your day of er you ayn? “I? Oh, I Smiling wistfully he opened depreeatory p: “Hard to way I'm afraid 1 should pro & fatuous fool in George's esteem equally with old Hajj. I'm sure that, lk him, the sunset of my day 11d see me proscribed, a price upon my head.” it—why?" “I'm afraid I'd try er to right old After a pause ly; “Your own?” “Perhap: certain! not gries “Somebody nl? Thus what him question ns to use my pow wrongs a she asked diffident Yes rhaps possibly my own nother’ quite And but ous you care for a great a tardily his made far checked with hf Judgmatical. “Perhaps he to realize ¥ and into leading weighed her answer, gravely was ‘d better not aay that grin tempering his “but I'd go far for a somebody who had been kind and—ah—tolerant—if she trouble and could use my nnounced, temerity; friend to me were in He fancied her glance was quick and sharp and searching, but her voice When she poke was even and lightly attuned to his whimaical mood “Then you're your friend—is in trouh “I've an intuition; she wouldn't be where «he is if she wasn't.” | Her laughter at this absurdity was not even sure she DOING J OLIVIA, Woo You LiKE TO Ge SHOPPING wiTH MEP PLE Ty Lonel “HAVE OTTO AUTO COME FACE To FACE WITH A MONSTER CRANKY ELEPHANT. BT fr WILL STOP HIM, OR AT LEAST | SCARE WIM INTO TURNING BACK BC HARRIS S OF THE DUFF Take You WHILE We RE DOWN ( THE SEATTLE STAR—FRIDAY, JU 6, 1919. vad No Wonder Helen Was Flush! eat “ OW, HEAVENS, OLIVIA, EVE Lost mY OW, TOM, SOMETHING AWFUL HAS HAPPENED pine | 11S BEEN Loos® ON MY TO Me! I'VE LOST MY DINNER RING — FINGER FOR Some “TIME AND Now IT WAS Loos ON MY FINGER AND musT HAVE IT's Goue 1 f “ SuPPED OFF TODAY WHEN | was SHAKING aeicall . | Some Tunes ovr ~ VE Lookeo ever if PLACE FOR IT fp » DOWN \ Swan | CALL “THE \ You MUST Bt Police ? FLUSH “Te DAY \ PAGE YES, IT PRODAPIY SLIPPED OFF AAD You Din Notice rr ~You Must have Lost IT @rrHee LATE LAST AiGHT OF EARIN “This Morn Ihe Pecavse | Fouso IT IN my Trovser’s PocKET - Nothing Like That. yy Se . -TRYIN’ | mars Wh hk. REDUCE ? TIME | CAUGHT | °R TRYIN’ To | | CLIMBING LIKE THIS, AND HIS TRUMPETING REMINDS ME WHEN T WAS SWITZERLAND // <a T COULD SET A MOUSE LOOSE ON THIS JUMBO, BUT TWAT WOULD BE A SMALL TRICK. By LEO TRYIN’ TO KEEP FROM \ GETTING CALING “THE MATTERHORN - WEH - HEM ieee delightful; whether with hyn or him, it Was infectious; he echoed with misgivings. But—seriously—you're you, Mr, Sybarite? ‘Only, Mixe Lessing.” berly, “of my futile, my | cutie good will” She seemed to start to speak think better of it, to fall silent in adden, shy constraint. He stole a slong glance, troubled, wondering if perhaps be had ventured too im pudently. pursuing his whim to the point of trespass upon the inviolable confines of her reserve She wore a sweet, grave face profile; her eyes velleg with long lushes, the haunts of tender shad: ows: ber mouth of gracious lips un smiling, a little triste. Compune tions «mote him; with hie crude and lclursy banter he had contrived to; tune her thoughts to sadness, He} would have given worlds to undo that blunder, to show her that he had meant neither a rudeness nor & wish Jesecrate her reticence, but only an indirect assurance of grat itude to her for suffering him and willingness to serve her within the compass of hia poverty-#tricken pow ere. For in retrospect his Invitation assumed. the proportions of an im portunity, an egregious p! | sumption; so that he | groaned to contemplate it He didn't groan, save but respected her once |his own in humility and mortifica tion of spirit until they wer the dooryard of their boarding hou And even the it was the girl who loosed his ngue “Why where asked in surprise. | Startied out of the deeps of self contempt, P. arite disco that mean t and € who were nowhere visible ‘Violet said som little «upper in her room, the girl “L kno’ and che humble pl to extinction | Why. of course, [ counted on But ‘The must make thing» ready are he sald so painfully en inwardly si and near are they?" she i whi orge, about a explained hing he beer replied; “crackers and bading our asures, You'll be bored but you'll come, won't jit hurried on to} Violet to set her | to rights, ( to tote the| wash-pitcher to the corner for the| beer, And very likely, pending our arrival, they're lingering at the head | of the stairs for a two. | The girl paused at the gate, “Phen | needn't. hurry suggested, | have room kiss or we smilin “vy he countered amiably. “If doesn’t in: | terrupt ‘em before long, George will] be too late to get the pitcher filled, | This town shuts tight at mid-/ night, Saturdays—if you want lieve anything you b no need of being too indulgent with infatuated fellow ing But—just minute, barite,” she insisted Just as many delay somebox needn't Mr our wish,” of fact, 48 you laughed. A matter loathe draught b r. “Do nus,” want to thank He was aware of a proffer slender and fine in a shabt Jand took it in hia own, uneasily con-| of a curious disturbance in his bosom, of @ strange and not un-! | pleasant sense of commingled expec |tancy, pleasure and diffidence (as far | as he w yle to analyze—or cared to—at that instant) It wax kind of you to come,” vaid jerkily, in his embarrasement | "TL enjoyed every moment,” she ae warmly, “But that wasn't all | be ser she begged, "I you 1 hand, | glove scious he 1 meant when I thanked you His eyebrows climbed with prise, “What else, Miss Leasing? “Your delicacy in letting me know #ur. THIN PEOPLE | bitro-p! were net this direct chdent really "Get rfl of this microbe,” inter Pepted Me other mvagety— “unlers dincha & youn: ne, Coa. | yon ee u want bim buried between glass hurry, He was the running | Sides udter a microscope board before the vehicle fairly at a halt The girl r He crossed the sidewalk and pulled | with and up silently, trying to master hands temper which was visibly shaking him. Tail, well-proportioned, impres sively turned out in evening clothe he thrust forward a handsome face ma by an ‘evil, twinted mouth and peered searchingly at the girl Instinetively, P. Sybarite bristied between the two “Well?” he snapped at the intrud er An impatient gesture of a hand im maculately gloved in white abolished him completely—as far, at least, as the other was concerned “Ah—Mine Lessing, 1 believe?” The voice was strong and musical but poisoned with a malicious tri umph that grated upon the nerves of P. Sybarite; be declined to be abo; ished “Bay aging her hand, she off with a startled movement low ery of surpriw At swinging into th from Eighth ave., had boiled the curb before the gate the driver to ward. I'd rather © near ac to. ab, up to pause on © wa Sybarite imploring turned pleading eyes ' The Secret of Certain Little Round BY THORNTON W. BURG: (Copyright, 1919, by T. W. Burgess) AS PETER RABBIT sat looking |hold of a worm, but at Longbill the Woodcock, he | couldn't. “Even if you k couldn't help wondering why Long-|is a worm down thei bil should have n given such a do you know when very long bill, Suddenly Longbill reached it? And how is plunged his bill into the ground, He | for you to open plunged it in for the whole length. take it in Then he pulled it out, and Peter Longbill chuckled, caught a glimpse of the tall end of said he. “I've got a worm gimappearing down Long: that ever was. bill's throat Where that bill had gone down into the ground was a neat little round hole. For the first! time Peter noticed that all put ere Many such little round holes. Did you make all thove litde round ‘holes?’ exclaimed Peter but within easy hail. + “Not all,” replied Longbill “Mrs. tittle | Woodcock made some of them.” “And was there a worm In every one?” asked Peter, his eyes very wide with interest Longbill nodded. “Of course,” said he. “You don't suppose we would take the trouble to bore one of them if we didn't know that we would wet worm at the end of it, do the Sybarite,” voice If you please, dear Mr begged in & tremulous n afraid I mast speak alone with this—there was a barely percept ible pause—"gentleman, If you don't mind waiting moment—at the door "It it pleases —most certain step or two. oh a r t you, Mixes Lessing He drew ka “But speaking of mi dded incisively, “a word don't tease ‘em. My bite joadly-—neither Pasteur nor your family veterinary could save you.” Ignored by the man, but satisfied in his employment of the last word, he ¥trutted back to the bréwnstone stoop, there to establish himself, out of earshot Hearing nothing. be made more of the guarded conference that | began on his withdrawal, ‘The®man, entering the dooryard, had cornered the girl in an angle of the fence, He seemed at once insistent, determined and thoroly angry, while she exhibit. ed perfect composure with some evi dent contempt and implacable obstf nacy, Nevertheless, in a brace of minutes the — fellow mingly brought forth some telling argument She wavered and her accents rose in doubt Is that tru His reply, if inaudible cible as it was patentl tive the ha out in front of him, and, rest way feel of the bill at all I get them,” them when I reach and@ grab them. I the word.” he suggested me get him.” the ground until his f against it “Of ¢ is only this. rse,” explained That is why I SHULD TAKE PASAT Nothing Like Min te Put on Firm, Healthy Fiesh and had and er remembered how he Welcome Robin listen, then suddenly plunge his bill into the ground and pull out a worm But the worms Welcome Robin got were alwe to the surface. while these worms were so deep in |the earth that Peter couldn't under stand how it was tor to know they » there. Robin cor se wateh was as for an affirma Nerve Foree. any Wel got “1 don't believe you! ‘a one and Hy be Jude untiess prep arations contin purpose fleshy, m_ the treatments which are ne advertised for the aking thin people ng arms, neck and bust. and replacing uly lows ané angles by “You don’t This late, a he bh dare doubt me come when he time he was clearly 1 betrayed a conviction won the day—an imp borne out by ident irresolution of the girl, prefacing her abrupt sur render “Very well,” of resignation You'll go artiou that ession devel the ¢ WHEN FEET HURT ===. ~-.~ Sa Oe “Did you round holes? she sald in a tone |“Tiz" for Sore, Tired, Puffed- Up, Aching, Calloused Feet or Corns South as soon all He moved aside, to give h way thru the gate But she hung back with @ glance for P. Sybarit women I must |} by h , Nonsense sive of her chin. Ite grow “You have m him short coldly And she turned back to the Wondering, P. barite went meet her Impulsively she gave ber hand a sec with tle reflection in both oad Her know I Could you “Anything confidently Hesitating Do freezes at evidently don't suppose any ret 1 Use Every Time Any Foot Trouble. ve a messag TIZ for 1d displeasu 1 think t htt exce I'm my own thinness: Thin and starved phos lern is de GEORGIA HAMILTON. youn aue to ed me in there this “Wait for eut me. house, to him Mt his weakness ften Nerves. Our bodies phate than in contained ft Physicians claim nothing that will ply ficiency so well phate known vaphat pensive and is gists under a gu on of money nerves dir body colle with ¢ ph food elemen phate should pro transformation 1" the increase in b ‘astonishing Incre in weight also with it a general improvement health vousness, sleoplesene and lack of enere which Always accompany | excessive ness, soon disappearsdull eyer to brighten, and pale cheeks with the bloom of perfect bh Miss Georgia Harmilto who nee thin ‘and frail. reporting n expe wri Ntro-Phor- | hing ate has brought about a magic | thing aneformation with. 1 gained 15 | for me Nindwand never before felt ao Weil.” | one word to th AUTION: Although bitro-phos| phe chest of ate urpassed for relieving | a Be > sleeplessness and gen- Leave it to eral weakneas, it should not, owing | fine simplicity $5. te to increase weight! “Molly!” eried the man at the gute: e ¥ « ho du not de fills Ae shy sata (Continued Tomorrow) os inex- ond time he took it nothing 1 was broken; “I must it's im * 1 wonder! you ask there can do? voice Pa, Do you lad Lewis, Philadelphia glasses? Are ain or other you will be srding to Dr for you, Many failing say they have * restored through the You can be happy-footed {n a mo: ment, Use “Tis” and never suffer with tender, raw, burning, blistered, tired hing feet, Tin" and only “Tix” takes the pain and soreness out of corns, callouses and buntons oxen, coat Aw soon as you put your fe One man says, a ja "Tin" almost blind p | piness soaking in at | poor, old feet They want to not wa man) dance for Joy is grand, “Tiz” would pain droadrully instantly draws out all the poison. | fi"? allthe time. It jus exudations which puff up your miracle A lady mori’ says atmosphe enough | feet and cause sore, inflamed, ach 5 and aay sw ty feet applying necessary phos bitro- pho: a weld appearance frequently don't rative a Ko awollen ny weight he asserted carrie briefly, in a tone tittle whisper—-"I must go,” she | I can't refuse, But you understand—? mean--without him? nodded toward — the in the gateway If you could suggest some: | to detain him to to get into the » chauffeur P. Sybarite swelled me,” he said with er trying t se t in bath, you just feel the hap. How good your slone You Sybarite Atn with e € ipt hasy or without ing. after us! this p Get a 25-cent box of “Tix” at any |28e every drug store or department store, Get It is bell instant foot relief, Laugh at foot sufferers who complain, Because your feet are never, never going to bother or make you limp any more, e pri ad that eye in the ground, astonishment, he lifted the end of! the upper half without opening the “That's the said he make all those little exclaimed Peter, as the ground “It's wonderful,” sighed. Peter. Pecan find |& Co. A Free Prescription You Can Have Filled and Use at Home you vietim weaknesses? to know ther whos 1 free pres 1 everything | and my eye: now the was glasses. ything seems clear without glasses. thousands who wear glasses can now dise: in @ reasonable time, and multitudes | and is one of the very fow more will be able to strengthen the so a8 to be spared the trouble and expense of ever getting «| hidden worms that way.” My cousin, Jack Snipe, can,” plied Longbill promptly. “He the same way I do, only he open, marshy meadows, instead bushy swamps. Perhapd you ki | him.” ie | Peter nodded. “I do," said ow I must be running i ereso giad to have seen you, Holes v0 tirst chance 1 get Ym over to call again.” | Next story: Peter Almost Has: Longbill | Accident, ae now there Peels Off Corns ndiest bill you, have it possible your bill down there sked Peter. “That's eas See here! Long: | The Great Corn Loosener of the bill suddenly thrust his bill straight | Never Fails. Painless. 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