The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 11, 1921, Page 2

—you surely should pay this store a visit during one of the few remaining ale days—our advice is to select now at these greatly reduced JANU- ARY SALE values all the homefurnishings you need. en purchase buy at sale prices—pay this wa A SENSATIONAL VALUE! of the bedroom furniture sample reductions: JANUARY SALE priced! $199— —at close to coat we are offering this wonderful value fn a beautifully grained Amer- . ican walnut, Louis XVI, 4-piece bedroom suite; the dressing table is particularly distinetive and beautiful, chifforette is large and roomy, the mirrora are of heavy The dresser has two large and two smaller drawers. There are in the lot, all JANUARY SALE priced for quiek selling at L. SCHOENFELD & SONS Love of nomey is ine rot of “Bureau Advertises ‘Te Cure » Cold in Une Day Grove's LAXATIVE BROMO QUT tablets, The genuine bears the wig ot & W. Grove. Bc. — Advertiae- _ Fer Expectant Mothers Gens By Tene Gevensriens (Gary nos BEETLE? as BOTWE ESOS woe BAeT ree Gerais Rese ares Co. cert. oe ariagte an ‘by FOUNDED 1906 cations get & requiar service from é the bureau. The organimtion is also Its Home City Well |turnisning Seattle and abipping How Seattle is being advertised | °°** te pavers in the Orient the Publicly Bureag of the | Houth America, Australia and other Chamber of Commerce was told yes | (relam countries, terday at the annual election of the | xeeutive comsnittes held at the But-| This Marriage Was otal cate |All in the Family In addition to the national adver tinting campeige now in promress. | LOVISVILLA, Ky, Jan, U-—Jotn the bureau is serving fifty marine | Densford, 44, of JeMersonvilie, and| and trade papers with regular ship Mra Catherine Densford, his sister ving and specialized information, 47 inlaw, were marri here. His Vashington state papers are reeelv-| brother, Ernest Densford, is the hus. ing Seattle news, and Aleska pubii-' band of the bride's daughter. Can You “Whip ‘Your Weight In Wild Cats”—Are You A Strong Red Blooded American? That knows neither FEAR NOR FAILURE or a thin watery blooded man—WEAK, NERVOUS and IRRITABLE! ‘Thick of the [RON FORCE, the grim determinatios and the MIGHTY COURAGE shown by the man this ure. A pale thin wal voured IN BUSINESS, HA! blooded mao ese maine as SUCH A MAN IS OVERCOM: and fled and been do weal dan) Sood E AND DEVOURED BY KEVERSESG D TIMES, by an attack of ili health or disaster of any kind. With an TRON WILL, backed by of iron in your ore read, Shy and ‘‘stew to tackle aay what SUCCESSyoa beve bad ia life. Inthe West a few years ago, a heen red-bicoded man who was His Weight in Wild Cats.” In those days otten by LACK OF SUFFICIENT to enable us to GET THE STRENGTH out of our food, 18 WORTH NOTHING T THE STRENGTH AND NOLK DUT OF IT” In fact it ona, hap the the more is. Without iron your blood 0 power to change food historians eves wrote of us as a pation of BLOODED AMEKICANS but today about one person out of every three ts said to suffer more or less from mainutsition of lack of sufficient nourishment which is caused NOT by lack of food but wettest we ee tod Rervour end easily can aP locks, tebe “os or ke nan. tke NUMA IRON at once te elp » Ho0 RED- IRON is the blood issue but it cam no longer oxygen to your braun. tony Ere your becowes dull heavy: your iw -. wl . mer tim Vike th th its Wood and tik fe usually take, de merely by of otrons acids on Beware of betitutes. tor the sora RU enon a srery package and the letters r Your'mnvey will etacturere you ‘ota isfactory results. At al! ar: enue ENRICHES THE BLOOD- GIVES YOU NEW STRENGTH AND. ENERGY. M1. op oa THE Tracked to Doom Or The Mystery of the Rue de Peychaud (Copyright, 1020, by the Wheeler Myndicate, Ina Ti midnight in Parte, A myriad of lnmpe that fine the Champs Elysees and the Rouge ot Noir, cant their reflection in the dark waters of the Solne as Nows gloomily past the Place Ven- Jome and the biack walle of the Convent Notadam | The great French capital. ts astir, | It te the howr when orime and jvice and wickedness reign, Hundreds ef Macren drive madly thru the streets canveying women, Mashing with jewels and as beaut ful a dreams, trem eperm and con cert, and the jittie supper lrooma of the Cafe Tout le Tempr jare filled with laughing groups. while bon més and repartee fly upon the ailr—the Jewels of thought and egaversation. Larsury and poverty brush each other tn the stresta, The homeless gamin, bessing @ son with which to purchase @ bed, and the pend theif? rows, soattering golden loutn Wor, tread the same pavement. When other cities sleep, Paris tas just begun her wild revelry. ‘The fiewt scene of our story a cellag beneath the Rue de Pey- chaud The room te filled with smoke of pipes, and is stifling with the reek ne breath of ite inmates. A single faring mae jet dimly lebts the yoene, which is ene Rembrandt or | Moreland and Kelnel would have oved to paint. A garcon is selling absinthe to SEATTLE STAR An 0.HENRY Story a Day man with the knife tn his hand.” eee Tt ta reception night at the palace of tha Duchess Valerie du Lellgir The apartments are flooded with a mellow light from paraffine can dies in solid ailver candelabra. The company in the most artiste eratic and wealthy tn Parta ‘Three er four brany bands are piny- ing behind @ portiere between the goal shed, and also behind time. Vootmen in gay-taced very bring in heer neineleatly and carry out apple yeolings dropped by the guents. Valeria, seventh Duchess do Bell ure, ang back of @ #olid gold otto man on eiflerdewn eushions, sur rounded by the wittiest, the bravest snd the handsomest courtiers in the “Ah, "anid tho Prince Champvililers, of Palais Royale, car- ner of Tid st, “ae Montesquings pes, 1 ‘Hien de plus mon tutth frutti* ‘outh goems your inheritance, You are tonight the most beautiful, the wittiest In your mjon I ean scares believe iy own seneen, wher I remember that 31 years ago yous" “Saw it fff" nays the duchess per omptortly, The prince bows low, and, drawing a jeweled dagger, state himself to the heart. “The displeasure of your grace is worte than death.” he mys, aa he takes hin overcoat and hat from 4 corner of the mantelpiece and leaves the room. “Voila,” says Reebe Francition, fan Ring herself languidly, “That ta the way with men. Fiatter them, and they kina your hand, Loose but a moment the silken leash that holds them eaptive thru thelr vanity and self opinionativensas, and the sen-of-| fun gets on his ear at ones, The devil go with him, I say “Ah, mon princonne,” sigha the Count Pumpernickel, stooping and | whiepering with cloquent ayes into her ear. “You are too hard upon us euch of the motiey crowd as have Halse sayn, ‘All women are not to a few sour, dealing i out im nig-| themeelver what no elee in to an earily portions in broken teagupa. | other’ De you net agree with him” ; from the murdered woman to @ point} ¢ drawing from bis pock " the direction of the headquarters of Leaning against the bar je Car paignole Cusheau as the Gray Wolf. He is the worst man in Parts, He & more than four feet ton » height, and his sharp, fered looking face and the mans of | tangled gray hair that covers bis} face and bead, have earned for him the mame he bears Hits striped blouse t wide open at the neck and fallen outeide of his dingy leather trouner, The handie of & deadly looking knife protrudes from his belt, One stroke of its blade would open 9 box of the finest French nartines. “Vola, Gry Welt,” cries Cou tran, the bartender, “How many victims today? There ts ne blood upon your hands. Mos the Gray If forgotten how to biter” ‘Sacre Bleu, Mille Tonnerre, by hinses the (Ciray Wolf. indeed to wprak to me thus “By Ventre Bt. Grist 1 hewe met qven dined today. fMpoiln, indend There te ne fving tm Parts new. But one rich Ameriran have I gas roted tn @ fortnight. “Bab! thawe democrata.. They have ruined the country. With thelr income tax and thelr free trade, they have destroyed the mit Noosire busines. Carrambe! Di able! Dn itr “Hist? muddenly eye Chamountx the mepicker, who ls worth 20, 000,000 franca, “some ene camest’ The cellars door opened and a man crept softly down the rickety steps, The crowd watches im with eflent awe He went to the bmg, laid his card on the counter, bought « drink of absinthe, and then drawing from his pocket @ Mitte mirrog, set it up on the counter and proceeded to don a false beard and hair and paint hie face inte wrinkles, unUl he closely resembled an eld man seventyene years of aga, He then went into @ dark corner and watehed the crowd of people with sharp, ferretiike eyes. Gray Wolt wipped mutiouny to the bar and exasnined the cari left by the peweomer, “Holy Saint Bridget!” he exclaims “It te Tictoon, the detective.” Ten minutes later « bewutiful wo man enters the cellar. Tenderty nurtured, and secestem ed to every luxury that money could procure, she had, when a young vi van diere at the Convent ef Saint Busan de in Montarde, run awny with the Gray Wolf, fascinated py his many erimes and the knowledge that hig business never allowed him to serape hie feet in the hall or snore. “Parbleu, Maria,” enaris the Gray Wolf. “Que voules vous? Aves-vous blanche embonpoint sauve que peut (entre Dous revenes Dous @ nous DwU- | tous! Tho horrified sane-culottes eo | |back in terror og the Gray Woll \selmew Maria by the bair and cuts her into twenty-five plocas, each ex: actly the same «ize, As he etands with reeking hands above the corpse, amid @ deep silence, the old gray-bearded man who has twon watching the seene springs for- ward, tears off his fiflee beard and and Tietooa, the famous Freneh detective, stands betore them Spellbound and immovable, the denizens of the cellar gaze at the Breatost modern detective as he moos ebout the customary duties of his office, | He first. menmures the distance on the wall, then he takes down the | name of the bartender and the day of the month and the year. Then & powerful microncope, he examines a Uttle af | the blood that stands upon the floor | in little pools, “Mon Dieu!” he mutters, “it t= as I feared—human blood,” He then enters rapidiy in a memo randum book the result of his in vestigations, and leaves the cellar. Tictoeq bends his rapid steps in generally knows! “Cheene i!’ saya the princess, “Philosephy, palle upon ma Til cheke you.” “Howson?” gaye the count, Arm in arm they go out to the emation! caleviation, would have readily perceived that this cathedral in, at least, double the hetght of oth- ers that measure only 10,000, At the summit of the epire there fs 9 little wooden platform, on which |ia sweet to me the Paris gendarmerie, but suddenly pausing, he #trikes bis hand upon his brow with @ gesture of impat . Mille tonnerre,” he mutter: | should Luve asked the name of that there is room for but ome man to wtand Croveffing on this precartoun fact ing, which swayed dixzily with ev ery breeze that blew, was man clovely muffied, and dinguised as 0 wholemale grocer. Ol4 FPranceis Beongfafiang, the great astronomer, who ts studying the eidereal spheres from his attic window in the Rue de Bologny, shud- “Sacre Bleu” he hisses between his new catiuloid teeth. “It is Tictoca, the detective, I wonder whom he is following now? While Tietocq t watehing with tynsitke eyes the bill of Mentanartre, the ferocious eyes of the Gray Wolf Carnsignole Cushean hed put on his W. U. Tel. Go, climbers and climbed the steeple. onions, What was I to do? Yot life do guillotined. I have heard that you are on my track. Is it (rue that the HUMOR PATH RO! CE “Thank te ben Dieu them, J om mye” The Gray Welt carefully adjusts the climbers on his feet and descends the apire. ‘Tletocg takes @ut his notebook and writes in it, “At inst,” bo age oF have @ ctus” Monstour l¢ Compte Carnaignola Cusheau, ence known gs the Gray Wolf, stands ip the magnificent drawing room of his palace on Wast 47h ot ‘Three @ays after his confemrion to Tictoog, he happened to look in the pockets of a discarded pair of pants and found 26,060,000 franca tn gold, Buddenly the door opens and Pins! ttoeg, the detective, with a dosen goned'arine, enters the room. "You are my prisoner,” saya the deteetive. “Op what charge? The murder of Marie Cusheau en tof August 17th.” ur proofs?” “I paw you do It, and your own confession on the spire of Notadam.” The count Imughed and took @ paper from hin pocket. “Read thie.” he waid, “here in proot that Marie Cusbeau died of heart failure.” Tieteca looked at the paper, It was a chock for 100,000 franes. Tictooq disminned the. genad’‘arme with & wave of his hand, “We have made @ mistake, mon- wiourn,” he said, but as he turns to leave the room, Coynt Carnaignole won him, = { SEATTLE 11, 1921. Here Is a Fine Laxative Baby ae For a Little ‘Wilttions of Mothers find Dr.Caldwell’s Syrop Pepsin safe for infants ae er en jues- “What the best thing lean give my baby for tion? It avery important , a8 CONn- stipation is the basis of most ills of infancy and ¢hildbood. Give half a ful of a eom- ine that children e, and a bottle that costs ts is enough to last an m y several 4 Sarat mame ion now is big82nd for . It is the largest pellin; ve inthe world. Last year eight Wires, were bought in drug stores, og ye mistake in giving Dr. 4 is ") Pepsin to your baby. 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