The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 21, 1920, Page 7

is From Enumclaw He Wasn't Here at Time of Ballard Blaze ‘Wiltiam Shay, logger, intimated as Man possibly to blame for the ef the Western house, 5238 ry ave., last Satutay, telephoned | ‘The Star last night from Enum: | course, with all those people around | ‘Wash. where he is working in| there. ‘amp, that he was not in Seattle the night of the fire. ly resented the accusation, and) d he had been absent from for more than a week. intimated he could shed a . on the fire, but refused to |" matter over the tele- Bhay also reported to the He indig: again, as if half to himself. Sept. 21—George Carr, when he upset a was badly burned ® to 10:30 A. M. Painless Dentists Phone Elliott 3633 } and James Street. THE UNIVERSA COPYRIGHT (Continued From Yesterday) “I know-—-where the brook and the “Well, no—I—hadn't,”” answered [fiver meet," I said; “only they won't | Father, in @ queer, halfamothered |!et me have any lovers at all,” voice, He half started from his seat.| “Eh? What?" Father had turned I think he was going to walk up and/and was looking at me se funny down, same as be usually does, But) “Well, no, I should say not,,’ he sald in a minute he saw he couldn't, of| then. “You aren't sixteen yet. And your mother—1 suspect she was too So be eat back again in his} young, If she hadn't been quite #0 chair, For a minute he just frowned | young jand stared at nothing; then he spoke} He stopped, and stared again wtraight ahead at the dancers—with: “L suppose, Mary, We were—un [out seeing one of them, ‘I knew. likes, your mother and I That's/ Then he drew @ great deep sigh that |just what we were; tho I never|seemed to come from the very bot lthought of it before, in just that/tom of his boots, “But it wae my fault, my fault, every bit of it,” he muttered, «till staring straight ahead. “If I hadn't loved things like this—music, | been #o thoughtless— As if 1 could | aug gayety. I abhorred them. | imprison that bright spirit of youth "| remember how bered I was that/in a great dull cage of convention night here—till I saw her." ality, and not expect ft to bruise its “And did you fall in love with her|) wings by fluttering against the right way?” I just couldn't help ask: | bars!" "ling that question. Oh, Ido mo adore| I thought that was perfectly beau love stories! tiful—that sentence. I mid it right A queer Mttle smile came tojover to myself two or three times ther's li 20 I wouldn't forget how to write it down here. So I didn’t quite hear the next things that Father said, He waited, then went on, stil! half imeelf, his eyes on the dancers pa . “Ww yes, I think I did, Mary. There'd been dozens and dosens of young ladies that had flitted by in their airy frocks—and I never looked twice at them. I never looked twice at your mother, for that matter, Mary” (A funny lige twinkle came) I knew it was that, even if he did inte Father's eyes. I love him with|mix ft all up about the spirit of that twinkle} “I just looked at her| youth beating its wings againat the bara, And over and over again he kept repeating that it waa his fault, it was hig fault; and if he could only lve it over again he'd do differently. And right there and then it came to me that Mother said it was her fault, too; and that ff only she could live it over again, she'd do different ly. And here was Father saying the .| same thing. And all of a sudden I . thought, well, why can’t they try it | thrills tingling all over me Now I/ over agnin, if they both want to, and j toxy! +} if each says it was their—no, bia, no, was still talking—and it was about Mother, and him, and their marriage, and their firet days at the old house. . . She was very | here—well, his and ber fault. Gtow lovely. But it waan't just that—it | does the thing go? I hate grammar) was @ joyous something that I could | But I mean, if she mys it's her fault, not describe. It was as if she were|and he says it's his, That's what I & bird, poised for flight. I know it| thought, anyway. Afid I determined now for what it was—the very in jright then and there to give them carnation of the spirit of youth@nd | the chance to try again, if speaking she-was young. Why, Mary, she | would do it wag not s many years older than you yourself, now.” I nodded, and I guess I sighed. ee i Torvgies| tomere are tony bene stil) talking half under his breath, 4% Fatt ow Savas Aesoente anger Peoples: Savings Bank talking, my dear.” “Yea, but would yout I peralsted He shook his head; then, with such Ford Sedan with demountable rime with 33-inch tires all ground, tire apy sry bedrears trphagay. Meg ea cms is a most comfortable car. large plate glass windows make it an case of rain or inclement weather, it can be made a most delightful Tenth Ave. and Jackson St. CENTRAL AGENCY CO. A. F. (Burt) Bilangy, Manager, Broadway and Pike St. East 320 ALFRED G. AYERST, INC. Mary Marie Py EleanorHPorter 1920 But when I did notice, L found he I looked up at Father. He was/a lot more his eyes looking straight ahead. He) way, had forgotten all about me, That| would mind now, after what Father an ob-thatit-could-be! smile, he sal@: what I waa L CAR and comfort, both in summer and in winter. For in operation. Anybody can ‘ord car in operation and main- CLARK‘BAKER MOTOR CO. HIGGINS & MATTHEWS 315 Nickervon St, Queen Anne 74 MYERS & BAIRD THE SEATTLE STAR ° 4 “Of course;—we all wivh that we could go back and do it over again) differently, But we never can,” know; Ike the cloth that's been cut up Into the drow” I nodded, “Cloth? “Yen, that Mother told me about,” I explained. Then I told him the story that Mother had told me--bow you couldn't go back and be unmar: ried, Just as you Were before, any more than you could put the cloth back on the shelf, all neatly folded in @ @reat hs web after it had been out up into a dress, “Did your mother say—that?” asked Father, His volee was husky, and bis eyes were turned away, but they were not looking at dancera. He was listening to now. I knew that, and so TI spok quick, before he could get absent | minded again. “You, but Father, you can go back, in thin case, and #o*can Mother, ‘enuse you both want to,” I hurried on, almost choking in my anxiety “And / Mother said it was her fault. I heard to get it all out quickly, her.” “Her fauk™ I could see that quite understand, Father did not even yet. “Yes, yea, Just ag you said it was yours—about all those things et the first, you know, when—when she was a spirit of youth beating against the bara.” Father turned equere around and faced me, “Mary, what are you talking about?’ he asked then. And I'd have beeg scared of his voice if It hadn't been for the great light that was shining In his eyes. But I looked into hie eyes, and wasn't acared; and I told him every- thing, every single thing—all about how Mother had cried over the little blue dress that day in the trunk room, and how she had shown the tarnished lace and said that ahe bad tarnished the happiness of him and of herself and of me; and that it was all her fault; that she wea thought less and willful and exacting and & spoiled child; and, oh, tf she could only try it over again, how differ ail tate! hia istiE be be if you did, and if it worked! Why, I wouldn't care whether I was Mary or Marie, or Td have you and carrier and electric car when desired, Beacon 532 Dress?” frowned Father, | Ob, Father, couldn't you? 35 : E SHE TEACHES BIRDS TO SING A device, consistin, other, and each fil phistling. Mother both together, and, oh, how I should love it” It was just here that Father's arm came out and slipped around me in @ great big hug. “Bless your heart! But, Mary, my dear, how are we going to—to bring Ula about?” And be actualy stam- mered and blushed, and he looked ab most young with his eyes #0 shining and his Ups so smiling. And then is when my eécond great idea came to me “Of Father™ I cried, “couldn't you come courting her again—calls and flowers and candy, and all the rest? Why. Father, of course you could!” anything. Of course, she wouldn't see him— Then another idea came to ma “But, Father, if she would see you —I mean, if you got a chance, you would tell her what you told me just now; about—about its being your fault, I mean, and the spirit of youth beating against the bars, and al! that, You would, wouldn't your He didn't my anything, not any- thing, for such a long time I thought he hadn't heard ma Then, with a queer, breath, he said: quick drawingin of his “Isthink—litue girk—if—f I ever got the chance I would say—a great “Good!” I just crowed the word and I think I clapped my hands; but right away I straightened up Did you know that Parone Beye can take singing lessons? of ens rge tanks, one fitting inside the d with water, makes music such as your bird sings.. The water, acting as oo air, does the The picture shows Mrs. ng birds how to sing sweely with the help of this special) device, . illiam Coffey teach- and was very fine and dignified, for 1 saw Aunt Hattie looking at me from across the room, as I said: “Very food, then. You shall have the chance.” He turned and emiled « little, but he shook his head. “Thank you, chilé@; but I don't think you know quite what you're Promising,” be said. “Yes, I do.” Then I told him my idea. At first he said no, and it couldn't be, and he wns very sure she wouldn't see him, even if he called. But I said she would if he would do exactly a» I said. And I told him my plan. And after a time and quite « lot of talk, he said he would agree to it. And this morning we did it. At exactly ten o'clock he came of the house here, but A i e~ {i ithes fx Hi : i And I aid. I had a hard time, tho. Seems as if she proposed everything to do this morning—hopping, and a walk, and a call on a girl I knew who was sick. But I said I did not feel Uke doing anything but just to stay at home and rest quietly with her. (Which waa the truth—I didn’t feel like doing nothing else!) But that almost made matters worse than ever, for she said that wag so totally unlike me that she was afraid J must be sick; and I had all I could do to keep her from calling a doctor. But I did it; and at five minutes before ten she was sitting quietly sewing in her own room. Then I went downstairs to watch for Father, (Continued Tomorrow) \ FREDERICK | - & NELSON | FIFTH AVENUE AND PINE STREET DOWNSTAIRS STORE | The New Season’s Sweaters | | for Men and Young Men | Offer Very Attractive Values green trimmed with tan, red with gray, $5.00, | -NECK Slip-over Sweat- ers in heavy Shaker knit, 1830 Broadway, Corner Denny Way. . 6 Fourth Ave. at James St, Elliot 750 1102 EK. 45th 84 bb MN MMT MULTE UML Md L. M. CLINE MOTOR CO. Kenwood 31 * $2.00. similar style in plain colors, $12.50. 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