The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 14, 1921, Page 13

Foman Who Slumps Men-| tally in Effort to Plea e| rself | " ens He Unto Pet-bound Geran- ium, oe Dear Miss Grey; What a funny Betle old world this ts, after all. The letter from “J. B.." complaining be cause his sweetheart always agrees wth him, is laughable to me, for here my loving hubby says a good wife should never express her mind, if sho does not agree with her hus band, and whether you believe it or not, Miss Grey, I am at last learning there is wisdom in his words, that is. T desire peace and harmony in to all about me, my own, and wi we were first Married, I used to express myself but now, when an argument presents Mivelf, I just listen to the others Mitho I long at times to have my say but if I do, it only means tre Maybe, after many I bring up € subject, and we talk M over by oursely but #1 leave all arguments alone. I often times wonder if this Wise, if T am not stifling all Food thoughts; put agajn, About peace and harmony in the home? I am getting quite home Dound at last, letting everything «co Which causes the least unharmony Ro matter how much it costs me. I live only for my home and my hus days of w ting is my what ~ and he is such a happy man Bow that I have turned over this Feat. I often wonder tho, what it $e aN coming to, and my mind goes Dack to the time when I was a little Biri, and mother used to put her jums in a small pot so they Ould bloom quickly, and they did it when she took them out of the pot their roots were all around one another—they were pot bound and would have died, had Mother left them in the «mall pot. I ask myself, “Will I become the my life blossom, as did the geranium, and then die slowly if I remain house bound, or will he, My own loving man, at last see and femedy the fault; or are women hap pler who live for home alone? I Sometimes half think they are; but What will become of the whose mind reaches out, who longs to express herself, surety, there is fome place for her, dont you think? So, to get back to the original pur Pose of my letter, “Mr. J. B.." most men will envy you your sweetheast, I kno Two men I heard talking Over your letter, said you didn't know when you were well off, if you complained of a girl who would al Ways agree with you. CRISSY. God gave woman drains just as He did man, and I have a hunch He » intended her to use them. In order of her own, @ wife doem't neges- arily have to become disagrecAble or nagging. Personally, 1 believe you will eventually meet the same fate as the geranium that became pot-bound, if you continue to permit Your brains to dry up, because Your husband married a:wide-awake young woman, with a personality of her own; he toved her, no doydt, for her very individualtty. Do you suppose, after 10 or 20 years, when You have reverted to his satellite, he wil find you particularly interest. ing? Don't you fear look upon his handiwork with di date feminine minds? Your husband May be the exception to the gen- erat rule, and then, again, he may mot. Can you afford to take the chance? Interest in the home ts a fine trait, and should come first; but there ar secondary interests that are also im- portant. You should read good books and magazines and absorb them, and falk with different people, and, above all, as an independent human being, express_your views. In this work I have learned of much un- happiness and separation for the simple reason that the wife slumped mentally after marriage. You should uch better have a few arguments mow, than indifference and, finally a breech later on. . ee Harmless Cure for Warts Dear Miss Grey: I have been both ered with warts for the last six months, you for your help. What is the most effective and quickest way of ridding j Oneself of them? MARION. z- Do not break the akin on the 1s warts, because, if you do, and they touch other portions of your skin, it will cause warts to grow there. Ap- ply kerosene several times a day. If you follow this treatment religiously, the warts will entirely disappear, after several weeks’ treatment, end will not return. “They WORK while you sleep” Do you feel bilious, constipated, me. achy upset i of coid? § Take 4 one or two Cas ts tonight for with head clear, stomach right, Pt ¥, breath ow and fee « fine. No r- d griping, no inconvenience. Chit oO dren love Cascareta, toa, 10, 25, " cools myhome. Tam hot naturafy of a meek and Angelic type. I am very much alive! and have ideas of} generally | bound | woman | to display intelligence, and a mind! that he woilt| satisfaction, and seck more up-to-| and now I am coming to} The Wreckers Francis Lynde (Copyright, 1920, by Charles Serth- ner’s Some) (Continued From Yesterday) Tt was Hatch who broke the still| ness. “It's up te you, Clanahan, and you know it.” he declared. “You've had your tip from the Big low. The railroad people must be made to get into the fight in the ming elec tion, and get in on th right te If they don’t, and if N roms stays and keeps hia fire burning, you fe lows lose out, So shall we; but what we le will be a mere drop | the bucket; and, as I have sad, we stand to get it back. ter this ¢ operative scheme has had time to! jdurn itself out.” | Clanahan sat back tm hts chair | and shoved his hands into his pock-| ets. “Yo'd athring me as if T was a} boy! he scoffed. * "Tis your own game fr’m first to last. D'ye think I'm not knowing that? bread and butther and th’ big rake-off for you, and little ye care how th’ eleo ton goes, Suppose we'd croak this man in th’ hot par-rt av th’ p'litical what happens? Half th paypers in th’ state 'd play him up fr a martyr to th’ cause av good governmint, and we'd all go to he in a hand-basket!* I was cramped and sore and one of my legs had gone to eleep, but I couldn't have moved if I had wanted to. My heart was ski pping ats right along while I waited for Hateh’s answer, When {t came, the drumming in my ears pr y made me lose it. as cold as Janahan,” he began, ‘ “L didn't get you down here to argue with you. We've got your or—all your different numbers—and they are written |down in a book. You've bungled thing once, and for that reason got it to do over again. We) haven't asked you ‘croak’ anybody, ) as you put it, and we are not ask ing now.” “"Tis domned Uttle you lack av| asking it,” retorted the dive-keeper. “Lasten,” said Hatch, leaning for |ward with his hands on bis knees. | “Resides keeping cases on Norcross here, we've beon digging back into his record a few lines, Every man has his sore spot, if you can only find it, Clanahan—just a» you have yours. What if I should tell you that Norcross is wanted in another | state—for a crime “Nobody would the prompt rejoinder ed he c'u'd be had.” “Wait,” Hatch went on. “Before he came here he was chief of con |stryction on the Oregon Midland There was a right-of-way fight back in the mountain#—60 miles from the nearest sheriff—with the P. & 8. F. Norcross armed his track-Jayers, and in the bluffing there was @ man killed.” | ‘Tho {t was a warm night, as I have mid, the cold chilis began to chase themecives up and down my back. What Hatch said was per |fectly true In the rightofway scrap he was talking about there had been a few wild shots fired, and one of them had found a P, & S. F. grade laborer. I don't believe anybody had ever really blamed the bom for it. He had given strict or |ders that we were only to make a |show of force; and, besides, the other }fellows were armed, too, and had jarmed first. But there had been a man ed. | While 1 was shivering, Clanahan| said: “W what av it? | “Norcross was responsible for that Jman’s death. If he was having trouble over his rightof-way, his recourse was to the law, and he took the law into his own hands./ Nothing was ever done about it, be- | jeause nobody took e@ trouble to prosecute. A week ago we sent a| man to Oregon to look up the facta |He succeeded in finding a brother of the dead man, and a warrant has now been sworn out for Norcross arrest.” “Well?” said Clanahan again. “Ye have the sthring in yer own hand; why don’t ye pull it?” | “That's where you come in,” was the answer. “The Oregon justice lissued the warrant hecause it was demanded, but he refused to incur, for his county, the expense of rend ing a deputy sheriff to another state, or to to have Norcross extradited. ake the necessary steps If Nor he in court disc cross could be produced would try him and either jhim or bind him over, as the facts Imight warrant. He took bis stand upon the ground that Norcross was only tect the brother ly responsible, and told that in all probability come of an attempt, got nothing on him, » Irishman grunted after all,” | “Yes,” Hatch came back; “we have the warrant, and, in addition to that, we have you, Pete. A word from you to the Portal City police] headquarters, and our man finds} himself arrested and locked up—to/ wait for a requisition from the gov. ernor of Oregon. you ae requisition n't come,” in. h was sitting back now and king his ugly jaw. t might come, Pete. no knowing. In we get delay. th ‘lanahan put ff tt had to the mear There'll there's time > habeas corpus proceedings, of course, there's to get him out of Jail, but where you'll come in agair got your own man in for city a ney. And, after all, the delay is a need. With # in troubl | in jail on a charge of murder, the railroad ship’! go on the rocks in| short order, The Norcross manage: |ment is naving plenty of trouble wrecks and the like, With Norcross locked up, New York will be heard] from, and Diemyke will step. in and clean house, That will wind up the reform spasm.” ‘Tis a small chance,” growled | the chief of the ward heelers, “T) high-brow vote is stirrin’, and there'll be some to say it’s persecu | tion—and say it where it'll be heard. jiu talk it over with the Big Again Hatch leaned forward and put his hands on his knees “You'll do nothing of the sort, Pete You'll act, and act on your own responsibility. If you don't somebody may wire the sheriff of Silver Bow county, Montana, that the man he knew In Butte as Michael Clancy ts . ‘The dive-keeper put up both hands as if to ward off a blow “Tig enough,” he mumbled, spenk- | ing as if be had @ bunch of dry Shade Is in Helen’s Favor OW, HELA, | THK OuR NEICUBOR. OW, Mes, DUFF, ARE You ' You See iF You HoLO IT Ths A OM. Cee, PL. HAVE To Rum | KevER MIND. eS S COMMG OVER VERE MAKING A LAMP SHADE? J Pad pen Be bates How Are Nou eurvesd Tui: "4 Nor few You CAN Go Fasrer! pos OveR home FoR A mmuTe, ) Hes BAILEY, VoL “ (can You Bear a ALONG wm IT? F GETTING OM I've mape 107s oF SHapes- (Tr boom I'VE GOT A ROAST Isl Tuar! Josy warem VERY FAST. 1 CAM Mane ONE MA DAN IF AAFOL : Var "To wom ou an wan | STAY RIGHT AT IT~ | ime Tws SHADE! «TO make "EM: WANTS" SEE K LIKE A ‘pu MR OTTO nr ‘DONT SEE “Ow MABEL CAN DANCE with ALVIN WHEN HE HAS SUCH BG FEET! 1° Skattle % Sp tabel © 260 TAR BABY OTHER. DEAR at the|ing, as women do, kitchen table slicing oranges | of pitch Opposite her was | #tove and ran down the side in a Uttle black river which hit the floor with a smack and spread it self in a sticky black everybody, but doing errands to | Kitchen floor. | and from the pantry and upstairs} |“ "00-00? they cried tn chorng jand rushed madly about trying to clear it from the stove before it {should blaze and set the whole when the pan bolled over on the hot mt M in thin strips. Mrs. R—— working away at some @rapetrutt, ‘and fr’ «about getting a little bit in the way ot lake on the Ov, HELLO, MisTeR True, HOW ARE Mov, and to the door was Peggy. ANY WAY pay “And when the marmalade gets Sid all done,” she said, “May I scrow on the tops?” | house on fire. They were #0 bury Mra. R—— mid, “Pegry, when | * this that they didn't notice the |) my mother was a little girl there |>aby. who had been contentedly |) = playing on the porch. weren't any screw-on jars, any paramMn, either, and when| “They didn’t notice the baby; but the baby noticed the. people ‘put up’ fruits they had to seal the jars by tying a cloth over| “When she saw the black emoke the top and pouring pitch over it, This pitch had to be kept boil ing tn an old tin pan on the| stove, It worked pretty wefl, but was sticky and hard to handle. “They sometimes gathered thelr| “Nobody mw her, nobody cried own berries, but often the Indiana | out to her to go back, and—pit- brought them to the white people | pat! pit-a-pat! her little white feet for male; then the settlers’ wives toward the black lake. nor | come pouring out of the door and heard all the queer excited sounds the women were making she serambled to her feet and went |teddling In to see what it was al! about. built up a big fire, put on the ket Te Then in sho walked-—right J) ‘ull of berries and the pan of | into It--and as her feet stuck she . * ve Se an boar, [toot her, balance and sat Gown Nancy sat up and stared, too! For everything had gone [MISTER FORSYTHELY, THIS 18 MISTER CUMBER. “The little kitchens got hot as|with a eoft little thump right || and they were in the midst of a snow field! ORS. Reker ie Notices NG, BUT WHEN azes, and the windows and doors |in the pitch!” 2 be, prey Sis Sheena enki tine ee See ee natty big esouah to|. *Ont” ‘uqueaied. Pogay, > “dust Naney and Nick sat down beforeystill colder and frostier. HiS SGU CONTROL Lik] THI tt! Ss ut ir they needed, but | like the Tar Baby! the steaming bowls of hot soup that let in a After while Nick turned over and children must have jam, so they| “Just like the Tar Baby,” said }|Ishtu the Eskimo set before them. | yong «Wake up Nancy,” he made no complaint |Mra. And she wasn't Now, children,” maid he, as he! gaid, “it ts time for us to go. “One day two women were bury | burnt a single bit—but she was |] watched them devouring great spoon-| suddenly he stared up at the sky ‘stuck-up’ baby.” fuls of the tasty stuff, “w are thru eating you may take on my warm bed.” stirring and measuring and talk-! one you nap and the twinkling stars which h }could see plainly. Had something! | blown the roof off Ishtu's hous —————— ee HHH cotton in his mouth. “Slip me th'|I suspected that Hatch had him he little boy and girt thanked) Nancy sat up and began to stare, warrant.” there solely for safety’s sake, and te m and drained their bowls to the/too! For there was no house any s last. drop a sleepiness was| more, and no and no warm be a | FS Hatch went to a small mfe and) provide a witness. With the paper | coming over them suddenly that they | nor covers. No Ishtu either! ~ worked the combination. When the|in his pocket Clanahan got up to|could not keep their eyes open. They | erything had gane and they were ah door was opened he passed a folded|go. It was time for me to make a my fe ie the is ge agit ery in the midst of a big snow field “A si tu showed them, and before their | aione. paper to Clanahan, Thru all ng ove. heads touched the pillow they were| “Our magic charms! cried Nic Ik Henckel had said nothing, and (Continned Temerrew) sound asleep. Jooking around for the carved Hees —— os — - ————| ‘The red sun made his short jour-|“They are all go ney low down in the sky from hort| Just then they heard a mocking zon to’ hor! , and finally with a) laugh and Nancy was sure she smell good-natured wink slipped be hind an|ed hyacinths. ‘The Bobadil Jinn!” icebe andd isappeared. Th blue | she exclaimed Ishtu must have hadows cold and bluer and | been the wicked wizard and he has Saree and the stars came out one tolen them.” | by one, making the frosty world lo (Copyright, 1921, N. E. A) | THE BOOK CONFESSIONS OF A BRIDE«...". 28.2995 h other as well That's the ropular pronunciation of PUT ON HIS GOAT c The next act of this bitter drama;Palmer, and he would adore that we deceived was staged in my own home. Bob|son'’s mother. Had he a nice ut Je |as Jimmy. the Yankee namet And this is the “Rheumatism Certainly | ins just traveled around my body,| was quite himself again, altho a bit|family {it would so fill his mind] pris child-wife, Ann, took the mid: ‘goulash’ dance! first one place and then another.| jumpy as to his nerves and eubject|that there wouldn't be room in it! ale of the stage at a bound, in her ° Had Me in Its Clutches,” | sometimes my back hurt 80 I could|tg yery bad headaches, but that/for the image of the tawny-haired | acoustomed way. Even the im (To Be Continued) Says Seattle Man. Tan-/"°t “too? over and syaighten up| made him the more dependent upon | tiger girl whom I disliked 60 4n-|mense Christmas tree with its glare |o py pee 5 oa . again without suffering torture 1) me and, therefore, I was perfectly | tensely. of bright bulbs faded from our con NF UENZ A lac Restored Him [didn't get much sleep, ether. happy. Happiness is largely a mat-| Pecause we havé no child of our| sciousness when Ann bounded a S snelt endl ine — “It will always be a mystery to|ter of contrasts, qfter all, and I had/own we always do something spec: |the room. Literally, she bounded eK: “There isn’t any mistake about ft,|me the way Tanlac completely} been 80 miserable away from jtacular to entertain our neighbors She had not removed her abe? thin Tenlac hasnt an equal,” said| knocked out my troubles, It drove|that I went the limit of my oppor-|panies at Christmas time. The Lor-|goloshes but had unfastened them C. A. Nelaon, 424 Harrison st, Seat-| the rheumatism right out of my sys-|tunity when I hat! him back again.) imer Christmas tree is famous and|and bad turned down the tops and tle, Mr. Nelson is employed by t tem, put my stomach in applié-pic Martha said that I was spoiling|this year the guest of honor was|they looked like the clumsy boots city of Seattle as an acetylene wi order and made me feel like a new|him and that I ought to let him|little Lorrie, Evan came to the|sometimes worn in Russian ballets VI Smee er, To quote his word: man. I haven't @ pain or an {spoil me instead. Secretly I believed | party with Martha and the boy.}Very cleverly Ann imitated a fam ihe “[ had trouble with my stomach | 4nd have gained 10 pounds in we |that I deserved to be petted @ little, | Lorrie's part in that eventful even: |ous dancer's leap to the center of i and sometinen Thad awful apella of I sleep all night without turning{and perhaps I would have let Bob|ing is unimportant except as it ex-/the stage, then she posed in the Ss a ort but my main trouble waa over once and feel fine in the morn:lexert himself to please mo if hie|plains his father’s presence in my|middle/of the crowd, struck an at tga oap rheumatism. It certainly had me in| ing. Tanlac is far and away the b poor head had improved fésjer. he |titude in which her awkward foot its clutches. My arms, legs and medicine 1 ever heard of. Rob is tremendously fond of chil-| Ann was among those present,|cear was most conspicuous, and de Will Help You 4 shoulders hurt me so bad I could| “It certainly does the work.” dron, If we var a cpr hy ie eae ike r ny ROY: It — ban [salient ‘i % , nd eapecially x aid in Seattle by Bartell|I am sure my dear husband and I| handsome brother-in-law's first yen ulashes!” cd Y Skin} ¥ powy bg MT hein relay pac pep ates. alec the p esa di-|never would have pulled so strenu [ey from his invalid chair, We] Of course we went off Into & ear our time 1 dressed myself and it was all| rection of a special Tanlac represen-'ously at our marital bonds, Bob|made a great deal of it, told him|spasm of merriment. Tokens, “pert momes would adore a soh like little Lorrie'how well he was looking, and in “‘'Goulashes’ it is! Sure thing!) 1 could do to put on my coat, ‘The | talive-—Advertisement,