The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 19, 1921, Page 9

re@abap Lie — ad “ Ci os ; } i i ‘ a IIIT ly WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 19, 1921. 'ynthia ¢ rey an Hasn't Courage to Make Acquaintance Is Poor Excuse for Any Girl to Accept Tear Miss Grey: I am under the fon that a young man living the sume neighborhood cares for altho we never have been {intro ued. He speaks to me each day Bnd T care more for him than for ‘Mny man I have ever met. 1 hav told that he likes me, but has the courage to make an en Do you think he cares i? IN SUSPENSE, dost know, [im not a mind » And how do you know that care for this man more than any man you have ever met, you have not met him? Tt takes a wider knowledge of a than it is possidie to obtain in Dowing to him each day to ine whether one really cares him of not, Upon introduction further ecquaintance, he may more disappomting than of the men you now know Aa for courage, the average man Possessed of enough of i when he wants to do a thing. I don’t to appear “preachy,” but J am ely of the opinion that if some the many girls who write me of Deshful young men who want to et them, but “haven't the cour J" would make their acquaint- @ bit Aarder to get, they might more sought, Things accom too easily lose their gest, eee lome for Some ing Person Miss Grey: I always cared mother and she died a year I have @ four-room hous, comfortable, and nice furniture. Georgetown, and I am steadily Ployed near by. It is my destre Set in touch with some one who help me, and whom I can help Pf return; but where am I to find @ person? One-rarely ever meets people in Way who most need help, or are most deserving. T would give free rent to some wo- (1 do not care if she is a widow @ child), in return for are of my place. I would wish Teserve one room for myself and like to board in my own home must be some one in Seattle Would be giad of this oppor- ty. when rents are so high, Do iknow of any? Thanka A YOUNG MAN. ee Filsites 33 HE pe vas + e oe8 Miss Grey: Will you please use your columns to say a ds to the “Mother of Two,” started her letter about the girt,” but did nothing x the “modern man”? “Mother of Two,” don't you Fou should begin such a traile & few definitions of the class character you are speaking of, so he term “modern ma those who wear corsets things that only women to do? If #0, do you are many such, corm number of males in the you honestly think that PeeU eRe recs: ago? Or will you be reason: | and say that probably a very + it percentage of men an- that description? osing that you do believe that men who wear corsets and pow. and rouge and make a vulgar of sik hose are modern: you the girls should strive to be feminine counterpart, do you? had a little son who stuck his in the fire, you would immedi command his sister, “Go thou Go likewise,” eh? Of course, if the sister had been the first try the experiment, you would @ frowned on it, because he had considered it first. It is to laugh! jm fine ideal you offer the mod girl; the kind of husband your of “modern man” would and mak I cannct fathom the hy of one who holds up. for ion that which she seems to s 3 AGALN. i (OLE HENS NOW LAY 27 EGGS A DAY Was in Cold Winter Weather. Plan Is Simpie fed Don Sung to my 28 hens were not laying. But they ar now. | receive as high as 27 a day and never lens than 22 =. Jennie Davidson, Yates ¢ a. Davidson wrote this letter in wy, Figure her profit on two pipe ow day from hens that fouldn t lay.” We'll you the ne offer we made her, it in r hens Don and month. If you taelf and Jes, #im= iy tell us will be eerfully refunde Jom Sung (Ch in @ scientif ae for exw tonle and « n in the f ealth and lay- 4, it and cold wet the weather on Sung can be obtained prom from your drugmist or p dy dealer, or send 62 cen ng war tax) for ® package by epaid. Burrell Dugger Co. umbia Lidg, ladianapolia, pt- 1 have advertived. | know just whom you refer you name are marks of "| should Cine} The Wreckers es by Francis Lynde (Copyright, 198@, by Chartes Serth- ner’s Some) (Continued From Yesterday) 1 knew. that Major Koendfick heard all the gossip of the streets and the clubs, and that he carried a good bit of ft home; but that |woultn’t account for much tnaide Knowledge of the real thing tn Mrs. [Shella Then my mind went back na Mash to what Maisie Ann had jtokd me Was the husband who ought to be dead, and wasn’t, mixed up tn ft in any way? Could it be possible that he was one of those who were in the fight on the other side, and that she was still keeping in touch with him? Pretty soon I heard the murmur of their voices again, but now I was so far away from the bamboo sereened door that I couldn't hear what they were saying. I winged they would break it off so the boss could go. It was getting late, and there had been enough said to make me wish We were both safely back in the hotel. It's that way some times, you know, in spite of all you can do. You hear a talk, and you can't help reading between the lines I knew, as well ax I knew that I was alive, that Mra. Shefla meant more than she had said—perhaps more than she had dared to say It was while I was standing there in the big window, sweating over the way the talk in the other room was draggihg itself out, that I saw the man on the lawn, At first I thought {t was Tarbell, who was never very far out of reach when the bose was running loose. But the next minute I saw I was mis taken, The man under the ‘trees looked as if he might be an English tourist. He had on a long traveling coat that came nearly to his heels, and his cap was the kind that has two visors, one in front and the other behind. | Realizing that ft wasn't Tarbell, I stood perfectly still. The houne was lighted with gus, and the din ng-room chandelier had been turned |down, so there was a chance that the skulker under the tree# wouldn't see me standing in the corner of the box window. To make it #urer, I edged away until the curtain hid me. I was just in time. The man had crept out of “his hiding-place and was coming up to the window on the outside. As he passed thru the dim beam of light thrown by the turned-down chandelier, I mw that he had a pistol in his hand, or a weapon of some kind; anyway, I caught the glint of the gualight on dull steel. That stirred me up good and I etit had the gun I had taken out of Fred May's drawer; I had carried It ever ince the night when ft had mighty nearly got me killed off tn the Red Tower coal yard. I fished tt out and made ready, thinking, of course, that the skuiker must certainly be one of Clanahan’s gunmen. I stil] had that when I felt, rather than saw, the man was pulling himself to the window so that be could a into the dining-room. satisfied him, apparentty, next second I heard him mong the bushes; and when I up and looked out again. 1 uid just make him out going around toward the back of the house. Thanks to Maisie Ann and the pantry excursions, I knew the house like a book, and without mak ing any nolse, about it 1 slipped thru the butler’s pantry and got @ look out of a rear window. My n was there, and he was working his way sort of blindly around to the den side of the place. I guess maybe I ought to have stven the alarm. But I knew there was only one window in the majors den room, and that was nearly op pomite the screened doorway... So I ducked back into the dining-room | ahd took a stand where I could pee | the one window thru the door curtain network of bamboo beads I was so excited that I caught only lee of what Mrs, Sheila was Tp saying to the boas, but the bite that I heard were a good deal point. a. “No, I mean it, Graham... is as I told you at first. . . is no standing room for either of us jon that ground . . . and you must| |not come here again when you know | that I am alona ... No, Jimmie} isn’t enough!" I wrenched the half-working ear | sense aside and jammed it into my eyes, concentrated hard on the win dow at which I expected every sec ond to ste @ man's face. If the man was a murderer, I thought I id beat him to ft. He would jhave to look in first before he could fire; and the boss and Mrs. Sheila to the |wereygt the other end of the room sitting before the little biaze in the grate. ‘The suspense didn’t tact very lone A hand came up first to push the | window vines aside. It was a white hand, long and slender, more like a the ginan I saw the face, and it gave |me such @ turn that I thought I must be going batty. | Instead of the ugly mug of one of |Clanahan’s gunmen, the haggard }face framed in the window sast lwas a face that I had geen once Jand only once—before; on a certaist |Sunday night in the Bullard when Ithe loose-lipped mouth belonging to it had been babbling drunken curses at the night clerk. The man at the window was the dissipated young rounder who had been pointed out as the nephew of President Dunton. CHAPTER XVITI ‘The Name on the Register as I was holding on to | that the man outside was lone of Clanahan's thugs, hanging around to do the bos a mischief, I thought I knew pretty well what I do when it came to the Would I really have hauled o and shot a man in cold blood? That's a tough question, but T guess maybe I could have screwed myself | up to the sticking point, am the fel low says, with a sureenough gun man on the other side of that win dow—and the boss’ life at gtake. But when I saw that it was young Collingwood, that was @ horse of another color. What on earth wna the preal dent's nephew doing, prowling around Major Kendrick's house after 11 o'clock at night, lugging a pistol and pecking into windows? I could see him quite plainly now, in spite) of the beaded bamboo thing in the intervening doorway. He had both hands on the sill and was trying to 80 long the notion pineh woryn’s than a man’s, Then against |~ After a f@w besides every vigor, abundance | THE SEATTLE DOINGS OF THE DUFFS Rewrne! mm SurPRiseo! ML. TEND To Him DANNY 1S HAVIN” A rieHT WITH ANGTHER KID DOWN * FRECKLES A OW ALEK Yoo too ~ CANT WERE GOWG @ CAan’r ouiss ND HIS FRIENDS ours WE'RE WHERE WEer OTTO AUTO SO Uk You ARE, BH’? = ——- TAT KID \$ NEVER AROUND WHEN L wart wat “TG WHERE {7 in wins IF YOU HAVE NO GUN USE AN AX “—T WAS MORNING when they paseed Manette, and Mar garet stood at her window and watched them, and mw the bach lor ona, and wondered tf they wouldn't Jall be drunk as lords| whi they got back that night (only Margaret said intoxicated, | not drunk) and she thought she| would be better off at home than on the bench ff they did come! back that way, so she just xina| of kept in the house all day, and] along about 2 o'clock she heard | them coming, and drunkt “She sald they were just as tn. toxicated as anybody could pomsd- bly be, All of them, and at the) very end of the crowd, keeping | off to himeeif, as wsual, was the| Bachelor Indian, and he was not! looking out toward the water like| the rest, but up toward Mar garet’s house, | “After a long time and a tot of | racket they all got into their ca- noes. That is, all except that Ione | man, Margaret said he lingered around and lingered around till every single other cance was gone. 4 “Then he pushed off and pad- died around a littl, but he didn’t follow the rest; then after a while the other canose went out of | start, “Then Margaret saw the lone Indian turn about, get his cance on the beach, stand looking— looking—at her hous, then sooowly, sl-oowty, he began walking toward her. “Margaret «aid, ‘That enough for met I had been taught not to be afraid of Indiana, but I felt frightened thru and thru. I had no gun, nothing I could use for @ weapon but the ax, and I got that as quickly aa I could and stood waiting with my heart in my mouth, “Then he reached my éoor and, to my horror, began to cry “Oo-ho Gooman” I know what that meant .but I beld the ax ready to strike tf he came up the step, and cried back at him, “You leave this place or I'll" He did not walt for me to finish, but reel ing drunkenty rushed down the beach, calling back to ma “Shame! Shamef Shame” Then he circled again and again in his canoe and at last was gone’* tthree pull himself up #0 that he could see into the end of the room where the -DANDEBINE Stops Halr Coming Out; Thickens, Beautifies. t A few buys applies life, and |< hair+shows new brightness, more color aerneeeqeocecnamencegenemenencsetanstametnnsins | t ‘The most for your ney. the beat for mouth, the t for | your h, is the guar- h antee given by DR. EDWIN & BROWN Benttic’s D lee 106 Columbia st ding either that was what he was aiming to do. him covered it There had All with the | against the door jamb. been enough maid fn that room to set anybody's nerves on edge; or, if hadn't been said, @ had been meant, While the strain was at tts worst, with the man outside fattening bis the window-pane to I heard the it cheek against met the sidewive slant, boas get out of his chair and say an gO and we'll vanish.” Just as he spoke, two things hap- A tsi chugged up to the the man's face disappeared from the window I heard a quick padding of feet as and the next rattle of @ lateh. key and voices in the hall to tell me the major and his folks were I had barely time to usual; jand wake Jimmi | pened: gate minute “Danderine.” | setting home, ns you cannot| Pocket the pistol and to drop into find @ fallen hair or any dandruff, ® chair where I could pretend to be hand} |a minute or two, good night Kendrick, we got out. fireplace waa, Just for the moment, there wasn't “jany danger of a blowup. Unless he should break the window, he couldn't the bows or Mra. Sheila. the same, I kept automatic, steadying out of Bed, clock! m ‘I'm keeping you look at that and siopped, and of somebody running. came the hat sleep, when I felt the boss’ on my shoulder, “Come, Jimmie,” he said ime we were moving along after he had to the major and (To Be Continued) One thousand ste hundred Amert jean soldiers killed in the world war lremain unknown NED-WE'RE Gow ‘To CALIFORNIA ay AFTER MORROW ~ the get a line on | thought “It's * and in| has sald Mrs.| than once I kissed the queer swirl STAR NES AN WERE ConA SEB SW BICSTEST GUN IN WHOLE WERE GONNA SEE EVERYTWE oo, DOP Saip Sb~ AN’ RIDE DONKEYS: DowN Sr “TH BEPTOM AN TUAY ITS? BICCERA “US WHOLE By ALLMAN WE, Heres Where THE CHAMPION MEETS His Fiesty Dereat! You Know WHAT 1 “ToL You AtouTr FIGUTING WEA) LET you ovr! VES" fr iS ALEK —— DIDN'T You EVER. WEAR OF SUE GRAND CANON? —=> By PARKS DVENTURES THE TWINS Olive Roberts Barton fe Bint 8) ATI Quick as scat side pocket, The wicked Bobadil Jinn was used ff} and she whtspered some furious when he found Nancy and/thing to Nick. Quickly she waved Nick sleeping peacefully in the hut|her left arm three times from right of Ishtu. Yo left and utter the magic words |. “If people would only stop tnter | that the Fairy Queen had told her fering! he cried, only no one heard |in her dream. | him. “I should be able to stop these| Instantly the wishing ring rolled twins and prevent them from getting | from the Bobadil Jinn’s finger to the to the South Pola I have their|floor and there he stood in plain charms, however, and that is a good| view of everybody. He was unpre. beginning.” He patted the carved | pared for such @ proceeding and ter box that he had slipped into the ribly mortified at being out in his side pocket of his robe. “I don't be-| nighties with only a robe over them. Ueve that they can get along very| The wicked thing was a dude in his well without them,” way, and never dreamed when he At that minute Nancy awoke. She/had put bis wishing ring on that instantly of her dream /any one would see him. He waa in! about the Fairy Queen and the ad-j@ dreadful way at the occurrence, | | vice she had given her. Then Nick|and stooped to search for his ring| fat up in Ishtu's bed trying to think | at once, growling like a mother lion |Juet where he was and witat had| whose cubs have been stolen, happened. The Bobadil Jinn, of| ‘The twins saw their chance. Quick course, was invisible, but he was|as scat they grabbed the box out of standing clone by and watching and| the Jinn’s side pocket, slipped on trying to think what to do next. their Magic Green Shoes and wished Suddenly Nancy smelled hyacinth | themselves a hundred miles away, perfume (the Bobadil Jinn always (Copyright, 1921, N. EK. A) JANE AND BOB DISCUSS MONOGAMY After the funoral of Marion Sprague, Martha shut herself up Jat home and I let the holiday gaietios take my mind from her troubles, Perhaps I was selfish, | but I didn’t think so when I put my energy into creating happiness for Bob and myself. Had not) Most tmportant was the home Martha advised me to waste love/and its routine. In the Meee] upon my husband—te squander it)] made myself pretty for break- upon hin? fast and I had so much joy in the | Martha had spoken from the| ceremony that I felt truly bitter experience of the wife who] for unthinking wives who lavished her best affection! long nap in bed while an unworthy object. More| bands make their own coffee and| creep softly off to their work in| on the top of my husband's pate| order that the lazy lady may not| and blessed the fate that had made| be disturbed! him most worthy of the devotion} I held by all the ancient rules I bestowed upon him. for wives, kept my house in order, Even #0, my mature judgment} welcomed my husband with a kiss asa wife warned me that marital| when he came home from the of- [happiness doos not abide unless it! fea xead to bin played for bilny fs nourished. Matrimontal equilib- rium is delicately adjusted and it te the wife's peculiar duty to pre werve the balance What were the best methods? I counted the old and the new ways of making married life suc-| cessful and found them much| alike? sorry take a their huss | upon CONFESSIONS OF A BRIDE: | has a way of talking like a book eYE — WOULD You RATHSR WG To YouR OFrics AND VISIT OR STAY HERE F woucDd WS6CL, THEN, CUT OUT HS SuoP TALK aN Be SOCciaBes ii! a r THE BOOK OF MARTHA the lover's ceremonies created,” Withit our fortunate rights—and] © received back such immense divi- dends of happiness as I never had dreamed of! We lived our honeymoon over and I prayed for the wisdom to Prolong it to the end of my days. One morning Bob, over the cof- fee, made an odd remark. We had been speaking of Martha—I{ wondered if she would get a di- vorve “Jane, there's with monogamy,” shared all drinking the froth of life—the froth of life—but it was the scum?" I couldn't help adding: “He left his wife the dregsf (To Be Continued) nothing said Bob, wrong who when we are is all right. human beings. for the ideal tn: Disorders, re hy ie sytem to KAR-RY $2.00 per box. Descriptive book free. KAR-RU COMPANY. Tacoma, Wash, Wer fale by Drugaiats, ~Advortisoment alone. “Monogamy The trouble is with | They are not fit itution they have Re equal for RHEUMAT!