The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 6, 1920, Page 11

ar * * a On A Cleland» BATURDAY, NOVEMBER 4, 199, Qoattle 8 * id Page 201 TREACHERY ee were several Indians sitting about the room when the Doctor entered; he knew | them all, for he had been busy helping them and tending their sick for a long time. “So he spoke kindly t each @ne, asked about the sick and the Tittle ones, when one of the in @ians suddenty whipped a toma hawk from under bis blanket and Darted it In the Doctor's head. “It was the signal for the great Massacre All about them the ehildren heard the Gring of guns and the yeDing of the Indians their awful war-whoopa, “They rushed to the windows and looked out and the teacher ran te the door, but before he had fuirty opened tt the cruel toma hawk had ended his lifa, toa, “Frightened, shivering and stunned, the chfctren tried to hide tm the NMttle attic above the clus» room, but they had been there only a few minutes when the In @ians yelled at them to come down, “Down they came tm the midst of those shrieking savages. Eliza stepped right up to one and looking up into his painted face, said, ‘Are you going to murder and torture us, tool “He gave her a Diack, angry look, but answered not a word. “They drove the shuddering children down the stairs, and lett them huddled together in a corner aeet | waiting; watting for what horror | they did not know. “It was an awful sight; too aw. | ful to tel to you, Pomry-Child. }T wilt not tell you how awful, but | this much you need to know be | fore I go on. Dr. Whitman wos dead, the oltest boy in thelr achoot was dead wag dead, and while they waited a half-breed shot Mra, Whitman but she was only } the children gathered | “And during all this time not one ery oF scream came from thetr teacher wounded, and about her. those children; brave tthe plo | Meera, they had been taught to en- dure, not to ery; to mont danger, | not to seream. “Presently a tall Indian raised his arm. ‘No? he cried, fn as loud voloa, ‘No! Indian no kill wormen, and children you safe? | “Them they took the ehfitres | out into the yard and called to | Mra. Whitman to follow. ‘Let ux | stay here? she begged. “We are | afraid.’ “"No fear,’ they told her. ‘All | ante; come on out. No one strike! | no one harm? “Mra. Whitman fainted and they put her on a couch and car- | ried her out, the Indian who had shot her Dearing one end. “And they started for an tami srant’s house where the Indians meant to keep them prisoners.” (To Be Continued) ane ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive Roberts Barton. Mike Mole took his boy to ‘Muff Mole was making ewfu! mis father, Mr. the fairy school) to make Cutie : hoping he would, for they were getting tired playing the same game | af the time and wanted to change. » Besides, they were cetting hungry. Muff felt Cutie all over, even hop ping up on the ranbit boy's back and feeling his great long ears to the ‘very tips. “Scamper Squirrel,” he an- ounced directly, and his mother one side and lectured him. and father nearty tainted for chame. pawing him all over, bushy tal and \ all, he said he was Cutie Cottontail | It really was the limit. But after while he caught Tommy ‘Thousand-Leaguer, and being pretty tired himself, he told Tommy's right hrne | great relief, gind that the game was over at last. And they took off Muff's bandage. Mike Mote took his boy to one side and lectured him soundly. “Muff,” said he, “you're a dingrace to the | family. Why did you make so many mistakes?” Muff ‘fesned up then that he'd been | shamming. “J had to, Dad,” he mid. “Honest?” A@ he named over every- | body he'd caught tn thelr proper order. “I knew ‘em all! But if folks get caught and guessed right they get mad. Prickles Poreupine and Snoopy Skunk aren’t safe a-tall!” te onLith i I ] th apie f ad fi f ny BY THORNTON W. BURGESS Bobby Coon Doesn’t Dare Go Home é per dal greg aeAecyer sade the black shadow of an old stump on the edge of a little pool in the Laughing Brook. The little poot shone in the silvery moonlight, and every tew minutes a little minnow made & tiny splash as he jumped out of the water in play. Bobby Coon took no notice. His stomach was quite full of other minnows who had Jumped too close to the black shadow the old stump, and so had come \ qrithin reach of his little black hand. he could have eaten more if the Owl had not brought him news that Bowser the Hound and Brown's Boy with his terrt gun were in the Green Forest. ap soon as he had heard that, Coon had lost his appetite, “They are looking for me, that's what they are doing,” said Bobby Coon to himself. “Now, what shall Ido? If 1 go home I may meet them and that would be—well, that would © be very unpleasant.” Bobby shivered Just a little as he thought of it. “If Farmer Brown's Boy was alone I | gould fool him just a8 easily aa not, Dut Bowser the Hound is different. ‘That nose of hie woulfl just smell me out, 4nd I'm too fat to run far. I wish—I wish—I had stayed right in my hollow tree.” Then Bobby remembered how hun- be had been and how good those en minnows he had caught had gasted, and somehow he was glad tt he had come fishing, after all | Phere’ nothing Ife ® stomach ful < uite happy: | ne down from the sky and wished that he could climb up there with | her and look down and see every thing as she was doing, for then he would know just where Farmer Brown's Boy and Bowser the Hound were. The little minnows splashed! in the little pool, and once he heard the hunting call of Hooty the Ow!| way over on the other side of the! Green Forest, By and by he heard a rustle in the leaves just back of him. “I—I’m sitting here be- | Thoroughness 1 Suppose YoURE TRVING TO Lear HOW TO BAKE A Pit Berorn You eer mMarmeo! / powoy THE SEATTLE STAR THAT'S JUST WHAT I’m Dow Bur | Don seem) To Be HAVING Mucw Luck ¢ wie’ I(T LOOKS Line ALL win't FRECKLES A % BALL ere ND HIS FRIENDS SAY, DID You Ever ASK Your. BEAUX If HE HAS Wan CERTAHEN AMY LIPE IBURANCE ? a 7 t It Looked Like a Safe Investment to Wilbur 1 Thai Me Go CALL Him UP AND ASK HIM TF He mie 1F | Took A PoLicY ovT 7 Hina I AY. NAME ! Care AMO Sey AMO = WHAT 1 our ms Your > wHar ? On, Pq Sure. We wevhOal” PAGE 11 By ALLMAN | Ti uusr FGvRED GuT WHAT You mi ‘ ig) Drop TRAY Powe ar IAL WASTE MY wos. DAY'S IN “WHAT’S NEWS TODAY?” THEY RE SCEINA HOLD ATRIA On THES BALL PLAVETRS who} POV THRew eames Away THEY LL sus’ os ABOUT WIND UP WITH ALL THe Bovs IN A Stee — He Fiaures ‘That PA NCS Tac, AND Fel FA TM PRouD oF /2) = “HEA Guesy- 4 Nov. z 7 Tovess— Ax ( | - q = . % t 2 im || " “nN : I Pa Knew a Place CAN YOU SUGGEST ANY EXCITING PLACE To tl Lets Him Ou pa W-WELL t I! ! C24 4 eeeeeeemen YE} -AND ALOT ORM PLAYERS Are bas! GET Tin Ceeorr THEOWIN' Games I WHEN They Tee Ws) NATOR ALLY , \6om Player LETS Go To YOUR MOTHER'S, SHES w» ALWAYS WILLIN’ To START SOMETHWC: Gack? cried Billy Mink: “You know better than that, Bfty Mink!" exclaimed Bobby Coon, tn dignantly,. Then he told Billy all about his meeting with Farmer | Brown and Farmer Brown's Boy in| the cornfieldd two days before and how Hooty the Owl had warned him that Farmer Brown's Roy and Bow ser the Hound were tn the Green Forest even then, Just as he fin ished there was & sound back of| them in the Green Forest that made | every hair on Bobby Coon stand up on end, It was a great, deep voice, and it said “Bow, wow, wow, wow!” “Bowser the Hound has found my tracks,” said Bobby Coon in @ very small voice, Next story: Billy Mink Advises Bobby Coon. Charactertzes our methods tt every transaction, and our eus- tomers are accorded every eour- cause I’m afraid to go home. For @ minute Bobby Coon’s heart almost stopped beating, and he held his breath, Then out jumped a slim, trim little fellow in @ brown coat. tesy consistent with neas judgment. 4% Yaté on Savings Accounts Milk Commission’s Verdict Next Week|: car $60 « montn. Establishing the price of mitk as between dairymen and distributors, the decision of the Seattle Milk com- mission will be made public earty next week. The commission has been attempting solution of the milk aitua- tion for more than a month. NX privais in the United” States 1t aoeant’ matter very much U the army, with specialized knowledge, | average man what church he at-|signed near the little village of Rothondes in the forest of Com peigne, France. tends, just So there are cushions on The the seats, money, th your mouth, safest | for health, he guer- antee given by DR. EDWIN & BROWN Seatt De 106 uffering is very often Unnecessary Especially is this true where the trouble is constipation. What we claim for CASCA-TONE You are troubled with Coristipa- we can prove. 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Where slse to go, 80 I guess I'll stay| “I—I'm aitting bere because I'm | — Fight here and see what happens.” afraid to go home,” replied Bobby 0) ead Me n! ell No Tales Asevanta Bubject to Chee: Are Cas diaily Invites — Peoples Savings Bank SHOOND AVE. AND Fike er. MELMAR SYRUP Youll be surprised ! CONNER & CO.PORTLAND truding Piles, of misery oa (SFersgn ot Alar) Fane heparan PS AY, Kerosene Kroom monulaciarerrend Dutitontrs ‘Cement 16 cance 4 vt ty Yor what seemed like a long time | Coon, Bobby Coon, nothing happened. “Afraid to go home! What's the docked up 4t Mother Moon smil matter with you—afraid of the