The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 21, 1919, Page 7

AVTHOR OF “NORTH Renton whistled when he glanced) caught up in a triumphant ecstasy as) over the musi she sang. She found herself blinking f “The Siren Song.” he grunted he last note died away. Her “What is it? Something new? Lord,| brother twisted about on the piano look at the sea Looks like one of furnbling for a cigaret those screaming arias from the ‘Fly And still they say they can't come i ing Dutchman stunt.” back," he remarked at last. “Why “Marchand composed it for the ex-| You're better than you ever were Press purpose of trying out voices,” | Stella, You've got the old sweetness Stella said. “It is a stunt and flexibility that dad used to rave “You'll have to play your own ac |about. But your voice is bigger companiment grinned. | Somehow different. It gets under a "That 0 muck man’s skin from the She She picked up the baby floor “Oh, just so you give me support here a little Stella told and there began to play with him him. “I can’t sing sitting on a piano| didn’t want to talk. She wanted to 4 stool.” think, to gloat over and hug to her: | ¥ Renton made a face at the music self this miracle of her restored Re iMeubh' the keyn, voice. She was very quiet, very 7 \ It 1 seal . hort | Much absorbed In her own reflections euppras:.20. § & Bothing short until it was time—very shortly--to of a miracle. She had been mute so hae Shae a long. She had almost forgotten what |PUt Jack Junior. in his bev be s | was a function she made wholly her | & tragedy losing her voice had been, i: own e nurse might greet his And to find it again, to hear it ring waking whimper in the morning and like a trumpet. It did! It was too . ee for + sha: tak ¢ {minister to his ‘wants thruout the = for the room. She felt herself) gay, but stella “tuckedshinr in” his | crib every night. And after the blue leyes w closed, she sat there still, thinking. In a detached way she was conscious of hearing Charlie | very | Modern Dental leave, ter, when she was sitting beside ae her dressing table, brushing her hair, ot rail of the bed, looking 7 5 silently at her. She had long grown The great advances in J isca to that. It was a familiar trick | dental science in recent § or nis. | i years have made it pos- ‘How did it happen that you've | sible for teeth to be pe sero d your voice lately?” he as after a manently repaired and give lasting satisfaction * she said t I used to I gave it up “Didn't I ever tell you t —teeth which formerly sing and lost my voie would not have been con- No,” he answered, sChatte dia sidered worth the labor §jU%t, now. You rather took my Siege ; breath away. It's wonderful, You'd and time. The dentist J) re a sensation in opera.” nowadays does not e. “I might have been,” she correct tract a tooth unless it has Jet. “That was one of my little " dreams. You don't know what a Sse DEYONE un - pened beyond all pe grief it was to me when I got over bility of being repaired. Land that throat trouble and found 1 At least, conscientious J} couian't sing. I used to try and try practitioners do not con- and my voice would br every sider it the proper thing time. I lost all heart to try after a i do. but tnatend will while. That was when I wanted to > vs take up nursing, and they wouldn't exert eve ry e€ ffort to re- let me. I haven't though about tain in the mouth the singing for an age. I've crooned natural teeth. lullabies to Jacky without remembe es 5 ing that I once had volume enough Gold _ inlays —_ and Fito arown out an accompanist. Dad crowns, fillings and the utilization of sound roots are matters which inter- est the modern dentist, because they permit him to save these teeth of his patients which for- merly had to be sac- rificed.. Porcelain fill- ings are used in front teeth so cleverly that [that che was not free to neck such | their detection is quite {a career. Fyfe himself knew that, | impossible when {)and it irritated her that he should} matched with the shade 9)*5* such & question. She swung | % ‘ about on him, | of the tooth. | “Nothing,” she said a trifle tartly “How can 1? Granting that | voice is worth the trouble, would you like me to go and study in the East or abroad? Would you be willing to| |bear the expense of such an under- taking? To have me leave Jack to nursemaids and you to your logs?" | “So that in the fullness of time I might secure a little ref) ed glory was awfully proud of my vo! “You've reason to be proud of it now,” Fyfe said slowly. “It's a voice | in ten thousand. What are you going to do with it?” | Stella drew the brush mechanieally thru her heavy hair. She wad been asking herself that. What could she do?’ A long road and a hard one lay ahead of her or any other woman who essayed to make her voice the | basis of a career, Over and above | je the location. tal work inone sum, I have arranged an easy payment Jan that will appeal to all. nvyestigate it. DR. WM. H. THOMPSON Pioneer Dentist First and Yesler Way nce 95 Yealer Way Over Shoe Store | | Corn SELECTED Player Rolls From July Lists—Just Out “Roses at Twilight” Waltz by Herbert Marple Imperial or Popularoll—90c “Tell Me” Fox Trot. composed and played by Max Kortlander—Q. R. S.—90c “Mi: ippi Moonlight Waltz composed and played by Lee S, Roberts—Q. R. S.—90¢ “Mammy o’ Mine” Fox Trot by Maceo Pinkard Universal, Imperial or Q. R. S.—90¢ Aeolian Player Pianos $645 Pianolas from $700 Duo Art Pianos from $1,025 Special Attention to Mail Orders | mating a my) iG TiMBER COPYRIGHT BY BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR OF FIFTY-THREE Well, I can't say that's ly pleasing prospect a partioular Then why ask me what I'm going to do with it?” she flung back im patiently, “It'll be an asset—like my looks—-and—and She dropped her face in her hands choking back an involuntary sob. Fyfe crossed the room at a bound, put his arms around her Stella!’ he cried sharpl Don't be a fool “D—don't be cross, Jack," she whispered, “Please, I'm sorry, 1 simply can't help it. You don't understand Oh, don't 1? he said savagely I understand too well; that's the devil of it, But I suppose that's a woman's way—to feed her soul with illusions, and jet the realities go hang. Look here.” He t her by the shoul and pulled her to her feet, facing him rere was a fire in his eye, a hard shutting together of his lips that frightened her a little. “Look her he sald roughly ‘Take a brace, Stella, Do you realize were a different person, somehow; as if L had forfeited any right to have it. Oh, it's silly, you'll say ut it's I can’t help my fe or my lack of it.” Fyfe’s face whitened a little, His hands dropped Now you'r said quietly We've ume now farther m her shoulders. talking to the point specially that been married some little and if anything apart in the essentials than we at the he last we're of were in your life. It's only a matter of time, if you keep on, until your eme tions center about some other man. “Why do you talk like that?” she said bitterly. “Do you think I've got neither pride nor self-respect?" Yes. Both aplenty,” he an- ed. “But you're a wornan, with rather complex nature even for ‘et sex. If your heart and your sv hat, you'll be in perfect hell until one or the other gets the upper hand. You're # thorobred, and high strung as thorubreds are something besides three meals a day and plenty of good clothes to com your existence. If I can't make as the husband of Madame Fyfe, the |? - Pay As You Can famous soprano,” he replied alowly.|'t complete, some other man will For those who are un- a iat make you think he can. Why don’t able to pay for their den- you try? Haven't I got any possi- bilities as a lover? a little halo of romane your own sake about m if not for mine He drew her up close to him, strok ing tenderly the glossy brown hair that flowed about her shoulders. “Try it, Stella,” * he whispered pas sionately. “Try wanting to like me, | for a change. I can't make love by | myself. Shake off that infernal ap. athy that’s taking possession of you where I’m concerned, If you can't love me, for God's sake fight with me. Do something!” ————— HuTESON-DONAHEY Optical @mpany | 225 PIKE ST. The Glasses You Will Want Eyeglasses that are just as comfortable and efficient as they are becoming, are the kind of glasses you will want. The superior service we give you is not an overnight growth, but result of experience, study and hard work in our pro- fession—that of Optometry. the You will get just the glasses best suited to wr individual needs if you come to us. “Consultation Invited” FOR YOUR CAR Or we will sell your automobile'for you at YOUR price without commission or storage charges. | Auto Bargain Market 701 E. Pine St. E. 340 | moved to act upon one’s feelings begin: | It takes | Can't you throw | | CHAPTER XVI The Crisis Looking back at that evening a | the summer wore on, Stella perceived that it was the starting point of many things, no one of them defi nitely outstanding by itself, but bulk ing large as a whole Vyfe made hi Appeal, and it left her unmoved save in certain superficial aspects. She Was sorry, but she was mostly sorry for herself. And she denied his pre monition of disaster. If, she said to| erself, they got no raptures out of | life, at least they got along without friction, In her mind their marriage |no matter that it lacked what she no less than Fyfe d dan essen | tial to happiness, w fixed state, | |final, irrevocable, not to be altered | |by any emotional vagaries. | No man, she told herself, could make her forget her duty, If it should befall that her heart, lacking safe anchora, went astray, that | wouta be her persona! cross—not |Jack Fyfe's, He should never know One might feel deeply without being So what sort of a state of mind yo ahs alaeeek beavosit, | drifting into? You married me under | | nore or less compulaion—compulsion | She never dreamed that Jack Fyfe of ciroumstances—and gradually {C0Uld possibly have foreseen in you're beginning to get dissatisfied, | Walter Monohan a dangerous factor to pity yourself, You'll precipitate |!" thelr lives, A man is not supposed things you maybe don't dream of | have uncanny intuitions, even now, if you keep on. Damn it, 1]When his wife is a wonderfully at didn't create the circumstances, 1|tfactive woman, who does not care only showed you a way out. You|fF him except in a friendly sort ok it. It satisfied you for a while; |W&¥: Stella herself had ample warn: | you can’t deny it did. But it doesn't |!"&- From the first time of meeting Jany more, You're nursing a lot of |th€ man’s presence affected her hoslehee Staite “har are to | Strangely, made an appeal to her that Wutiie: Your 16 fil of ani no man had eVer made, She felt it I'm not.” she sobbed. “It's be |#itting beside him in the plunging | cause I haven't any illusions that-—|/unch that day when Roaring Lake that— Oh, what's the use of talking, |Teached its watery arms for her. | Jack? I’q not complaining, 1 don’t | There Was seldom a time when the even know what gave me this black | Were together that she did not feel} mood, just now. I suppose that|!t And she pitted her will against queer miracle of my votee coming |!t &8 something to be conquered and back upset me, I feel—well, as if 1/ crushed | om re was no denying the man's| personal charm in the ordinary sense | fof the word. He was virile, hand-| | | jning. You've committed yourself to | jan undertaking, yet more and more | you encourage yourself to wish for | mae ing and try real living, don't you | Mal da ea ae lot of trouble ahead for your-|MAHE trees of the Old Orchard and | self? It's simple. You're slowly des bitten uioner teeta tone hardening yourself against me, be-|wan, even the treen of the Green sinning to resent my being a factor | jorest, were full of feathered mid gets, members of the great Warbler family, most of wh¢ were just stopping over for a day or two on |their way North, Peter Rabbit had | watched them until his eyes ached, Jand as yet had failed to recognize jany of his old acquaintances. Sud denly one darted down snapped Jup a fly almost under Peter's very nose, then was back up in a tree| |head ever clash over anything like| before Peter could get his breath, | “It's ZeeZee the Redstart!” eried | Peter, joyously. “I would know | Zee-Zee anywhere, , I just love him ", Do you know whom he reminds me of, Jenny Wren?" Whom?" demanded Jenny | “Goldy the Oriole,” replied Peter, | promptly “Only, of course, he's ever and ever so much smaller. He's all black and white and orange, just as Goldy is, only there isn’t quite so Much orange on him.” For just an instant Zee-Zee was | still, with his tail spread. His head, throat and back were black There jwas a black band across the end of | his tail and a black stripe down the middle of it. The rest was bright orange. On ch wing was a patch of orang’ and his sides were of the PETER Runs Away— and Back BY THE STORY LADY | Peter had been hard at work all) morning, much to his disgust. | The other boys were having a Wild | | West show in Hal's barn, and he| | Was very angry that he had not been Jallowed to join them, He was going to run away. Ie flew down the street, but paused | jfor b h just opposite Daddy | k's little greenhouse. | ave him tell me just one thought Peter, "he sald, “when you boy, did you have to} \M | “Sure, I had to work,” was the re-| ply. “We lived on a farm, I had to pick up chips three times a day for | |my mother to start a fire with, keep |the big wood box filled, go after the cows, and carry water to the men in | the field.” | “Didn't you ever feel like running asked | | | , my mother used to | 1 story about a little boy wful mad at his mother be |she made him work, and so he ran off. He stayed in the woods all day and ate blackberries. But whon it! |began to get dark and ho heard a | wolf howl, he decided to go home as |fast as t uld, So he crossed the |little bridge and climbed the big hill, knowing when he got to the top he |would see the light in the kitchen | land his mother getting supper, But | | when he got to the top there wasn’t | ddy Mack shook his head, And so that was why I was ‘aid to run away.” ter jumped up. I guess I'd better go,” he said. He ran every step of the way to his own gate, He was half afraid to look, but there it was, and the house s there, too, and Aunt Grace washing an upstairs window. ‘Anything for me to do?” he called to her, HELEN CARPENTER MOORB. THE SEATTLE STAR—MONDAY, JULY 21, 1919. |g | al any light. He ran on down the hill| Deputy Sheriffs Frank Brewer, and started to go in the gate, He|} Starwich and Fred Brown rubbed his eyes and stared, There still which they claim | wasn't any house, any barn, or any orti, Italian, and John rything was gone.” Bravin, Frenchman, were operating swallowed hard, it the head of Steel lake, y didn’t he ever find any-| night allon still, he asked. lons of ma nd a rifle w | ha man as centered her some, cultured, just sv she could easily hav heart upon in times past—just such | man as can get a woran's heart thrilling when he lays stege to her If he had made an open bid for Stella's affection, she, entrenched be hind all the accepted canons of her upbringing, would have — recoiled from him, viewed him with wholly distrustful eye Hut he did nothing of the sort. He wis a friend, or at least he became 80. Inevitably th were thrown much together, There was a contin ual informal running back and forth between Fyfe's place and Abbe han was a lily of the field, altho it was common knowledge on Roar Ing Lake that he was a hea tock r in the Abbey Monohan com: bination. At any rate, he was holl daying on the lake that summer There bad grown up a genuine inti macy between Li and Stella There were always people at the Abbey ometimes a few guests at the Fyfe bungalow. Stella's marvel lous vice served to heighten her pop: ularity. The net result of it all was that in the following three month searce three days went by that she did not converse with Mononan She could not help making com parisons between the two men, They stood out in marked contrast, in r, physique, in everything Fyfe was reserved almost to taciturnity, impassive-featured, save for that whimsical glean that was never wholly absent fro mhig keen blue eyes, Monohan talked with facile ease, with wonderful expres siveness of face, He was a finish product of courteous generations Moreover, he had been everywher done a little bit of everything, ac quired in his manner something of the versatility of his experience. Physically he was fit as any logger in the camps, a big, active-boe clear-eyed, ruddy man What it was about him that stirred her so, Stella could never determine knew beyond peradventure that he had that power. He had the gift Jof quick, sympathetic perception but #0, too, had Jack Fyfe, she re minded herself. Yet no tone of Jack Fyfe's voice could raise a flutter in her breast, make a faint flush glow in her cheeks, while Monohan could do that, He did not need to be actively attentive It only y for him to be n was nece (Continued in 1 | | vorrow's Star) | © ht, 1916, by Little | All rights reserved Zee-Zee the Redstart | W. BURG y T. W. Bur | same color. Underneat! white, tinged, more or less, orange: Only for an instant was still. ‘Then he was in the ir ving thru all! ht tiny in ing, diving, whirling sorts of antics as he c sects so small that see them. Peter began to wonder | how Zee-Zee kept still long enough | to sleep at night. He was quite as busy with his voice as with his Pa ps bE Pa “He'll stay fast enough,” retorted Jenny Wren, 4 winge. “ZOO TOU ery, but this was only notes, At times he would sing a beautiful little song, then again seemed to be trying to imitate other members of the Warbler family “I do hope Zee-Zee will stay here, said Peter. “I just love to watch him." “He'll stay fast enough,” retorted Jenny Wren, “Probably he and Mrs. Redstart will make their home on he’ would y one of many the edge of the Green Forest. They like it better over there, for which I am thankful. There's Mrs. Redstar| now! She isn’t nearly as handsome | as Zee-Z ut then that’s not to} be expect She lets 7 do | the singing and the showing off and she does the work. spect she'll build that nest with almost no help at all from him. Zoe good father—I'll say that much for him, He'll do his full share in feed ing their babies.” | - | Sunshine Is Ready | Next sto for Sally Si | THIS MAN HAS MANY | NAMES; BADLY WANTED) Matt A. 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