The Seattle Star Newspaper, December 9, 1919, Page 4

Mp Lates 4 : * Dance Musie/’ You will want some new music for the Christmas Beason—why “ot come in before the rush and select them? ~~ New Ponpge ad y New Records Make Fine Christmas Gifts PRG Adeste Fideles ° es os min) Jobs mick with Male Chorus hter by @ former 1 one ie mildly | tiscuse the quest (Continued From Yesterday) Rarbara Maurel | “Sometimes, when I see the other seasons Violin, Plute and Harp \qtrle,” said Rachac| Breckenridge. Violin, Flute and Harp “I think rm a a eye Victor Oratorio Chorus poo yaaamaaie rege oie ae Victor Oratorio Chorus Sone a Se tah oe oo ee ee Orchestra the aubject—"however, my dear, we ahall never know! Don't mind me to night, Elingr; I'm in a herrible mood; iit will take nothing at al to |me off in what Bil) used to eal) regilyer tant'um!” “Tantrum fothing! sald eager sympathy, feeling greatest relief that she stated in Rachael's good | her stupid blunder, “I doa’ you stand it at allf Christman Melle... Christmas Melodies While Shepherds W ed. . It Came Upon the Midnight Clear. . Christmas Chimes. Cathedral Chimes. Oh, Come, All Yo Faithful. Hark! The Herald Angels Sing..Columbia Stellar Quartette of the Beautiful Pin “8 Burgess Christmas Carols. Mixed Quartette Star of the Mast «Roma Deronne Se Heme tn and hear these and any others you like tn one of our thirty private record rooms. VICTROLAS NEW FDISONS COT UMRIAS its nil st TEitted it; 1 don’t mind Clarence’s éotng other men do; I "t mind his caring #0 m ter"—her fine bi “bat where do I come tn manded with @ “What's my life? I ask oaly de = — — ——— anne | GeNCY and civility, and I dom't get it! BURNS, SPARKS | *t:,,"*4, damaged #50. The origin The very servants tn this house pity : jot the fire is unknown. ed the J. Ferrey sve it al, When Clarence A chimney fire damaged the -|tem't himeetf, he needs me; when he Gesscs, 213 Ferdinand| ‘2 the, extent of $400 gise for breaking engagements; peo- ga a aoe homes on{ covered by Insurance. ple don’t ask us out any more, and re So eee S| a no wonder! I have to coax money Street late Monday after BE prongs oo hg erg *Jout of him for 7 hem ae ve to keep fhe Cozens residence ts a com-|born men and wome: “ . ie loss, while the roof of the res| ders; about 4,500,000 have entered the — on ene ee ls er L of F. Gray, 3217 Ferdinand] country since that date. I'm bitterty, oc ao know Neither woman had any scruples about the subject under discussion, but even to Rinor Rachael had never she de guest, desperately attempting to re tion of her family and friends tater on, felt herself at once honored and Mra. Breckenridge threw ber a leok full of ail conscious forbearance. “Well, what would you det “Well. rested the hand with paste, to fing {t, with ture, tmto the air—“I'é—why don't you get out? Stmply drop it all she asked. woman returned promptly, with no whieh valuable i0y ated Iron.” says Dr. t formerly ator and Vice Presidential ital (Out- Chas. A. Towne: United Stat » New York. and the Her County Hospital. Nux- ing used ‘on is dispensed by all le annu- good druggists everywhere C. S. Colegrove Says: A great many friends and acquaintances of mine in the last eight or nine years asked me how I happened to zo into the restaurant business, knowing, per- that the greater part of my life had been spent in the employ of Seattle's department store as a buyer. . signed my independence began. I became provoked at the general order of as an employe and quit my job. A few months prior to this great event in life 1 had been asked by my employers to father a little tea room that they started, in conjunction with my many other duties. When I resigned my po- to do as I planned, farm for awhile, they threw up their hands in dismay _ and said, “What are we going to with this tea’ room, Colegrove, all decorated up with signs of Northold Farm products, fruits, poultry, vegetables, etc.? Are you go- tig to sell us the stuff just the same, or not?” To make a long story short, I left ‘the president’s office with the lease of this tea room in my pocket. It has been ‘™ore recently known as the Fraser-Paterson Tea Room, greatly enlarged, and the space finally taken over by them at the expiration of my lease for the sale of dry goods in their fast-growing store. _ During the time I was managing this tea room I lived on my farm, went back ‘and forth in the fresh air, got back my health and ambition and conceived NORTH- OLD INN, Seattle’s distinctly different Dining Place, Seattle’s original place for : Breakfasts, Luncheons and Table d’Hote Meals. It has been very successful. stands on its own record, as the politicians say. When the war broke out I con- the idea of opening a restaurant serving only foods recommended by the Administration—a really patriotic thought. This was to be known as Cole- és 's Specialty Food Shop. The idea fell flat. Customers, instead of wanting eat such food as was recommended at that time, were continually asking for food not allowable, or under censure, perhaps, at the time. I gave the idea up in dismay and started the small menu idea, serving only a few things, but trying to serve them a little better than elsewherre. It took. The kitchen stands in the middle of the floor, the bakers work in the windows; you smell the pies baking as you come in. “Some good smell,” many people say. The service is fast, we think the fastest.in the city. Don’t miss this place for breakfast—delicious waf- _fles and hot cakes always. _ Everything seemed to be going Pine street way, so I thought I had better have another restaurant, nearer the shopping district. The Totem Pole Inn proprietor | wanted to go to California, offered hig place for sale cheap, so I bought his lease | and conceived Colegrove’s Egyptian Kitchen, 1524 Third avenue. This new ven- ture will be open Wednesday evening, December the tenth. It is the best thing “IL have ever done. See this place once and you'll have much to say. Look for the ? on Third avenue between Pike and Pine. It is the largest of its kind in the “city. The eating place is typically Egyptian in its architecture and decorations, a really wonderful place to see. Cleopatra will meet you at the door. Mark An- _ tony will doubtless entertain and Caesar at the Northold Inn will get your money. [t will be another one of your nice places to eat. The service will be a little better usual. We gain by experience, you know, no matter how wise we think we Steaks, chops, entrees, tamales, chili, waffles, hot cakes, pastries, and ice will be served. Open 7 a. m., close midnight. Come and see this place once anyhow. | So far so good, but wait—in a few months I am going to open the largest cafe and dancing place on the Pacific coast. It will be of striking architecture, perhaps representing a temple of ancient architecture, seating about eight hundred people; it will have a fine orchestra and pipe organ. Just imagine yourself going up the steps of an old temple; looking down a long aisie with a wonderful vista, a splendid orchestra at the end, dressed in the costume of the period. Your view will doubtless | be interrupted by a large fountain and pool in the middle of which will be growing ferns and flow- ‘ers, ete The bottom of this pool will be mirrored glass reflecting the faces of your friends and acquaintances in the balcony or elsewhere. - You will dance around this pool; there will be room, at least, for two hundred and fifty couples ‘The kitchen entrances and dining room floors will be on both sides, slightly raised to give everyone | a view of the dances. The balcony will seat about four hundred people, each seat having a fine view of the dancers. Does it not sound good? Don't smile—it is going to be a reality. Sacred concerts will be given on ndays, with wonderful solos on the pipe organ. A shoppers’ concert on the pipe organ every Afternoon will be another feature; tea room servic: in conjunction. « Really, folks, 1 can’t wait till I put It over. 1: will be the best place for food and the nicest place for entertainment ever established on the Pacifi: coast. In the meantime, however, don’t forget to patronize Seattle's Three Best Places to cat, 1 surely will need the money. THE NORTHOLD INN, 214 University Street. EGROVE’S SPECIALTY FOOD SHOP, 110 Pike Street. “COLEGROVE’S EGYPTIAN KITCHEN, 1524 Third Avenue. (ALL RUN ON THE AMERICAN PLAN) THE SEATTLE STAR—TUESDAY, DECEMBER 9, 1919. than he does for Nachact, ae Dreckenridge te devoted te Carel, his daughter, Detween Rachael wehse) and Carol T jaimly veveaiod, He te sort of hard, bright prida “One very excellent one is that I haven't one penny, But ! tell you, Elinor, if I knew how to put my hand on about $1,000 a year—there are litiie towns in France, I have friends in London —well—and with @ sudden straight: ening of her whole body fachael Breckenridge viaibly rallied herself— what's the use of talking?!” she But, as she rose abruptly, Bib saw the glint of tears on her ald to herself with « ~ more than that, the younger friendship and patronage juable assets to Mins Vander $24 nor had spent every one of her . or & part of every on in just this limited group, There was little malice in her pleasure at get y | ting thie glimpee behind the scenes in Rachael's life; she would repeat her friend's confidence, later, with the calm of a person doing the accepted and expected thi with the com placence of one who proves her right to other revelations from her ls toners in turn, It was by such proof judiciously displayed that Elinor held her place in the front ranks of her Own select little group of gossips and intimates, She wished the Brecke ridges no harm, but {f there were dark elements in thetr lives, Elinor enjoyed being the person to witness them. Thoughifully adding @ bloom to her checks with her friend's ex quinite powder, Mise Vanderwall re flected sagely that, when one came to think of It, it must really be rather rotten to be married to Clarence Urety effaced. and her wonderful skin slowing faintly from a bath. Superb dark hair on the thrust « jeweled the full eeif<consciousness of presentty decided. “They're al) up to the knees this year, anyway. Car come round? “Long ago,” said Billy, and Elinor, reaching for her own wrap, declared herself ready. “I wish you were go ing, Rachael.” the girl added. as she turned to follow their guest from the room. “Come back here a moment, Bill.” Mrs. Breckenridge maid casually, sent ing herself at the dressing without a glance at her stepdaugh ter. For & moment Miss Brecken- ridge stood trresotute in the doorway, then she reluctantly came tn. “You're just 17, Billy,” said the older woman, indifferently, “When you're 18, next March, | suppose you may do as you please, But until then either see a little leas of Joe Pick oring, or else come right out tn the open about it, and tell your father you want to nee him here. This silly business of telephoning and writing and meeting him, here, there, and everywhere han got to atopt’ Billy stared steadily at her step mother, her breath coming quick and high, her cheeks red. “Whe said I met him—piaces?” ane }waid, in a 17-year-old-girt's idea of a tragic tone. Mrs. Breckenridge’s ewer to this was a shrug, a «mile, land a motherly request not to be a | fool. | There waa «ilence for a moment. | Then Rilly sald recklessly: | “I Uke him! And you can't make |me deny it? | “Like him if you want to.” said |Mrs. Breckenridge, “altho what you can see in a man twice your age— |with his particular history— How. |ever, It's your affair, But you'll have to tell your father.” Billy shut her lips mutinousty, her cheeks still scarlet. | “I don’t see why!” she burst forth proudly, at last. ‘To this Mrs. Breckenridge offered no argument. Carefully filing a pol- ished finger tip, she anid quietly: “T didn't suppose you would.” “And I think that ff you tell htm you interfere in a matter that doesn't in the least concern you!” Billy pur. sued hotly, uncomfortably eager to strike an answering spark, and re duce the conversation to a state where mutual concessions might be in order, “You have no business tor | Her stepmother was silent. she put on @ ring, regarded it thought. fully on her spread fingers, and took it Off again, “In the first piace?’ Billy said sul. lenly, “you'll tell him a lot of things that aren't ao!” Bilence. Outside the motor horn sounded impatiently. ‘Billy suddenty jcame close to her stepmother, her dark, mobile little face quite trans formed by anger. | You cam tN ‘him what you | pleaset” she said, in a cold fury, “but \1'l know why you: did it—it's be- |cause you're ) and you want every one in the world to be in love with you! You hate me because my father loves me, and you would do anything tn ‘world to make trou. ble between us! I've known it ever since I was a ttle girl, even if 1 never have said it before! I~" she choked, and tears of youthful rage came into her eyes, “Don't be preposterous, Bill, You've said it before, every time you'M™ been angry, in the last five years,” the older woman raid coolly. “This only means that you wil) tier nickname te Billy that you have to wake me up, when you come in tonight, to say that you “1 will not! maid the girl, at white I hope you won't,” Rachael ridge eaid, amiably, “for if one thing I loathe more than it le being waked up for the the middie of the night Be sure to thank Mrs. Bowditch for chaperoning you.” “Are you going to speak to Clancy? the girl demanded, imperi ously. “Kun along, Wily,” Rachael eid, with a faint show of impatience. “Nobody could speak to your father about anything tonight, as you ought to know.” For & moment Billy stood stil) breathing hard and with tightly closed lips, ber angry eyes on her lepmother, Then her breast rose on a childish, @ry sob, she dropped her eyes, and moved a shining slipper toe upon the rug with the immortal motion of embarrassed youth. “You--you used to tike Jos, Ra chael,” she said, after a moment, in o low tone. “1 don't Gistike him new,” Rachae! aaid, componedly “Ho's awfully kind—anéd—and4 good and Lucy never understood him, or tried to understand him! said Billy in @ burst. The other woman atniled. “If Joe Pickering told you any sen mental nonsense like that, kindly don't retail it to me,” she said amus edly. In & second Billy was roused te ut-| ter fury. Her cheeks biased, her breath came short and deep. “I hate your she said passionately, and ran from the room. Mra. Breckenridge wat sti for a/ few momenta, but there was ne emo | tion but utter weartness visible in| her face. After @ while, she said. “Oh, Lordf’ tn @ tone compounded | of amusement and disgust, and ris | ing, she took a new book from the) table, and went slowly Gown stairs. | In the lower hall Alfred met her his fat young face duly mysterious) and important in expression. “Mr. Breckenridge got a telephone mensage from Dr. Jordan, Mre. Breckenridge, the doctor's been called inte town to a patient, so he can’t see Mr. Breckenridge tonight.” “Oh! Well, he'll probably be here in the morning.” Rachasi said care lenaly. “Excuse me, Mra. Breckenridge, but Mr. Breckenridge seemed to be a matter of fife and death.” | Breckenridge. Then we got him. ‘I'm @ining out,’ he says, ‘but IU be there this evening.’ ” } “Oh, dear, dear, dear?’ Mra Breck | enridge mid half to herself, in serio | comic desperation. “Gregory—called in for a—for a—for this! t hold of him! He didn't say where he was dining? “No, Mra. Breckenridgs,” the man anewered, with a great alr of eff ciency “Well, Alfred, I wish you knew a little more—or a little lose?’ Rachael sald, dispaasionately “Light a fre tn the Ubrary, will you? Tl) have my dinner there. Tell Ellie to send me up something brotled— nothing measy—and some strong cof- feo.” The coffee was strong. Mra. Breck- enridge found it soothing to rasped nerves and tired body, and after the dinner things had been cleared away she sat on beside the library fire, under the soft are of light from the library lamp, «ipping the stimulating fuid and staring at the snapping and Mashing logs. A sense of merely physical well be ing crept thru her body, and for a lit Ue time even her active brain was quieter; she forgot the man now heavy. ily sleeping upstaire, the pretty little tyrant who had rushed off to dinner at the Chases’, and the many per plexing elements in her own immedi. ate problem. She saw only the quiet changes in the fire as yellow flame turned to blue—sank, rose, and sank again. The house was atill. 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BETTER GRADE COATS REDUCED TO $19.75 and $24.75 Long and Short 924.79 PLUSH COATS Values to $95, Reduced to $35.00 and $49.50 $100 COATS REDUCED TO $39.75 and $49.75 SMART DRESSES Reduced to $14.75 and $19.75 Good styles and colors in Georgettes. serges, silks and $75.00 DRESSES Reduced to $24.75 and $34.50 Velveteens, tricotines, trico- lettes and satins. EXCLUSIVE MODELS Worth Up to $100.00, $39.75 and $49.75 Our small store will be crowded. in the afternoon. Shop early. Suits Priced from $19.50 to $49.75 shown go on sale at— Less Than Half Price a suits not hitherto | ave been added. All At these reduced prices Suits of the better materials in pop- ular eager and colors. Many mode! \ Wear. suitable for all year 1301 Third Avenue N. W. Corner University Opposite Pantages Theatre ' terptece for her sister’s birthday, An- nie read fortunes in the teacups, Al fred imitated the supercilious man- ner of a lady who had called that afternoon upon Mra. Breckenridge, land Helda, a milk-blond Dane with |pink- rimmed eyes, laughed with in- fantile indiscrimination at every- thing, blushing agonized avarlet whenever Alfred's admiring eye met her own. But the kitchen was not within hearing distance of the quiet room where Radhael sat alone, and as the soft spring night wore on no sound came to disturb her revery. It was not the first solitary evening she had had of late, for Clarence had been more than usually reckless, d was developing fm his wife, altho she did not realize it herself, a habit of intro spection quite foreign to her real na- ture. She had never been a thoughtful ‘woman; her days for many years had run brilliantly on the surface of life she knew not whence the current was flowing, nor why, nor where it led her; she did not naturally ana- lyze, nor dispute events. Only a few years ago she would have said that to an extraordinary degree fortune had been kind to her, She had been born with an adventurous spirit, she had played her game well and boldly, according to all the standards of her type, she had won, But sitting pened that there were no more has- - }ards, no more cards left to play. She was caught In a net of circumstances before this quiet fire, perhaps it oo | way. ” |curred to her to wonder how it hap- might be cut, but when she stood in the loose wreckage of !t—how should she use her freedom? If it was @ cage, at least it was a comfortable cage; at loast it was better than the howling darkness of the unfamiliar desert beyond. And yet she raged, and her hurt spirit flung itself again and again at the bar: For some undefined reason Rachael rarely thought of the past. She did not care to bring its certainties, its panorama of blinded eyes and closed doors before her mental vision. But tonight she found herself walking again in those old avenues; her thoughts went back to the memories of her girlhood, Girlhood? Her eyes smiled, but with the smile a little twinge of bit- terness drew down her mouth. What a discontented, eager, restless girl hood it had been. after all. A girl hood eternally analyzing, comparing. resenting, envying. How she had se- eretly despised the other girls. typical of their class, the laughing, flirting, dress-possessed girls of a smal) Call- fornia town. How she had despised her aunts, all comfortably married and prosperous, her aunts’ husbands, her stodgy, noisy cousins! And, for that matter, there had never been much reverence in her regard for her mother, altho Rachael loved that complaining Uttle woman in her cool But for her father, the tall, clever, unhappy girl had a genuine admira tion. She did not love him, no one who knew Gerald Fairfax well could too tight for her unraveling. Truly it possibly have sustained a deep affeo tion for him, but she-believed him to be almost as remarkably educated and naturally gifted as he believed himself to be. Her uncles were sim- ply country merchants, her mother’s fat, cheerful father dealt in furniture, and, Ineidentally, coffins, but her father was an Englishman, and natu- rally held himself above the ordinary folk of Los Lobos, Nobody knew much about him, when he first made his appearance in Los Lobos, this silky-haired, round- faced, supercilious stranger, in his smart, shabby Norfolk coat, which was perhaps ene reason why every girl in the village was at once will ing to marry him, ng questions asked. His speech was @most a dif- ferent tongue from theirs; he-was 35, he had dogs and a man-servant, in- stead of the usual equipment of mother, sisters, and “hired girl,” and he seemed eternally bored and un- gracious. This was enough for the Los Lobos girls, and for most of their mothers, too. The newcomer bought a small ranch, three miles out of town, and # lounged about it in a highly edifying | condition of elegant idleness. He rode a good horse, drank a great deal; and strode out of the postoflice once a week scattering monogrammed en- velopes carelessly behind him. . He had not been long in town before peo- ple began to say that his elder brother was a lord; a duke, Mrs, Chess Baxter, the postmistress said, because to her question regarding thi rumor he had answered “Something of that sort.” (Con: