The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 8, 1921, Page 9

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BY CYNTHIA GREY AINT VALENTINE’S DAY has so long deen considered on aus I would-be Aostess is ordinarily it to it to think of some novel form of entertain- k pw nd game, which is good for an evening in a crowd of eight to ples, might be called Matrimony.” Upon ar- girt is given a lerge red heart on which is a list personal questions, These ques- have not only to do with the of one’s cyes, but concern characteristics of disposition ill j ii ¢ the Rostess stationed in the dressing FB room, Meantime the men have deen | F given strings of little Aearts numbers | neck, because I hadn't dreaméd that dng as many as thefe ore girls pres- ent. . b The “sea of matrimony” is noth- in turn with @ hook and line. of the screen somebody Rit or miss, one of the hearts the questions answered girts, After each man has @ Acart, he reads it corefully, Pins it on his sleeve and at the tap @ dell starts proposing to the girl thinks answers the description on heart. The girls having been warned to their handwriting, the men many mistakes, For each mis- they forfeit one of the hearts tally strings to the girl who “No.” length of each proposal ts by phe tap of the hosteas’| The man who retains the most hearts wins the men's prise, the girt who has disguised her C tics cleverly enough, tho fully, of course, to have the tally hearts, wine the girl's 7 eee thips and Submarines United States Navy Miss Grey: How many bat- were nd If under construction ; 98 @né 50 under construc- * Miss Grey: Are there diplo- nited at Helsingfors, Finland, and JACK. R. Magruder, secretary te the American charge, Leslie A. Davis is American tm charge at Heisingfors. eee Ranger Not . st Ranger , ‘Miss Grey: What ts the 4if- ch between a Texas Ranger and Ranger? LCG Tezas Ranger t « member of Ddody of mounted military police state of Tezas, whose prin- duties are enforcing state laws the Mezican border. A Forest 42 an employe of the U. &. pf agriculture, forest ser- Bek, whose dutics consist of pro- i the national forests “human bedy there are “pain points” connected a ton ~ 7a ‘t hurt a bit! Drop a little! ne” on an aching corn, ——, that corn stops hurting, then you lift it right off with fin-/ ‘Truly! | druggist sells @ tiny bottle of < one” for a few cents, sufficient Femove every bard corn, soft corn, | orn between the toes, and the . without soreness or irrita-| Simple Way to Remove Dandruff ‘There ‘is one sure way that has failed to remove dandruff at and that ig to dissolve it, then deatroy it @ntirely. To do this, get about four ounces of plain, E ion liquid arvon from any drug- | giore (this is all you will need), apply “fat night when retiring; use enough @ Moisten the ecalp and rub it in “Agently with the finger tips. > By morning most, if not all, of be gone, and ‘ree or fowy more applications will etely dimolve and entirely de-| ‘every single sign and trace of matter how much dandyuff muy have | You will find afl itching and dig- of the scalp will stop Instantly,! hair will be fluffy, lustrous, | silky and soft, and look and hundred times Letior—Adver. pecans. time for a real frolic that) ~ The Wreckers A wy Francis Lynde (Capyright, 1990, by Chartes Berit men’s Bowe) (Continaed From Yesterday) He was on his feet now and} tramping back and forth on the hearth rug. At one of his back turnings I saw Mra, Shella reach | out quickly and lay the bit of paper with its accusing scrawl on the glowing coals, Then she said, quite calm again: “In time to come you wil! accom: | plish even that, Graham—this change of ownership that we have |tatked of and dreamed about. It lis the true solution of the problem not government ownership, b ership by the people who |most at stake—the public and the workers. You are a strong man, and you will bring ft about. But this other man—who ie not strong, the man whose name was written jupon the bit of paper I have just| | thrown into the fire. . .” He wheeled quickly and what he |eaid made me feel as if a cold wind were blowing up the back of my he would remember Collingwood well enough to recognize him in that passing moment on the side walk “That man.” he muttered, sort of |gratingly; “I had completely for |Motten. He was here just a little [while ago, I met him as I was jcoming in. Did he come to see your cousin—the major? . she said, matching his low | tone; “Be came to see me.” “You™ “Yes. Finding himeelf tn a pit fan which he has digged with his! jown hands, he is like other men of | bis kind; he would be very glad) to climb out upon the shoulders of & woman.” “I guess the bons saw red for a minute, but the question he asked had to come. “By what right did he come to you, Sheila? “By what he doubtless thinks ts |the best right In the world. He is }my husband.” Tt was out at last, and the boss’ poor little house of cards tha 1 knew he had been building all these months had got ite knockdown In just those four quietly spoken words. Maisie Ann stl grip ping my wrist, and I felt a bot tear £0 splash on my hand. “Oh, I could As well as I knew him, I couldn't begin to guess what the boss would do or say. But he was such a spien- did fighter that I might have known. “I heard, no longer ‘Ago than this afte: that you were not—that your budband was still living,” he said, speaking very gently. “I didn't bdelieve it—not fully—tho I saw that there might easily be room for the belief. are blameless. But before we go any farther I want you to believe that I wouldn't have been brutal enough to sive you that bit of paper if I hed remotely suspected that Collingwood was the man.” She didn’t make any answer to that, and after a while he said: “Having told me so much, can't you tell me a little more?” “There isn't much to tell, and even the little ts commonplace and—and disgraceful,” she replied, with « touch of weariness tat waa fairly heartbreaking. “Don't ask me why we were married; I Gan’t explain that, simply because I don't know, myself. It was arranged between the two families, and I suppose Howie and I always took it for granted. 1 can't even plead ignorance, for I have known him all my life.” “Go on,” said the boas, still speak- Ing as gently as @ brother might have. “Howle wae a spoiled child, an only son, and he is a spoiled man. I stood it as long a# I could—I hope you will believe that Bat there are some things that woman cannot stand, and——" * “I know,” he broke in. “Be you camé out here to be free” “It Is four years since ‘we have lived together,” she went on, “and for a long time I hoped he would never find out where I was. There was no divorce; I couldn't endute the thought of the publicity and the —-the disgrace. When I came here to Cousin Basil's, there was no at tempt made to hide the facts; or at least, the one chief fact that I was a married woman. But on the other hand, I had taken my mother’s name, and only Coustn Pasi! and his wife knew that I was not what, per. hapa, every one else took me to be— & widow with a dead husband in stead of a living one.” “Did Collingwood try te find you?” “No, I think not. But when he was here last spring with his Uncle Breckenridge he saw me and found out that I was living here with Cousin Basil.” “Did he try to persecute yout” “No, net then. I was afraid of only one thing: that he might drink too much and—and talk. Part of the fear was reallzed. He saw me that Sunday night in the Bullard. That was why he was trying to fight the ae people—because they wouldn't let him come upstairs. I saw what you did, and I was sorry. 1 couldn't help feeling that in some way it would prove to be thé beginning of a tragedy.” “You saw no more of him then?” “No; I neither saw him nor heard of him until about @ month ago, when he came West with a man named Bullock, @ New York attor. ney. I didn’t know why he came, but I thought it was to annoy me.” “And he has annoyed you?” “Until this night he has never missed an opportunity of doing so when he could dodge Cousin Basil Caring nothing for me himself, he has taken violent exceptions to my friendship with you and with Upton Van Britt, tho that 1s chiefly when he has been drinking too much. It was his taunting boast yesterday at the capital that led me to telegraph Cousin Basil and Upton Van Britt about your trip to Strathcona, He knew that you were going to The gold camp, and he declared to me that you'd never come back alive.” “Hut tonight,” the bows persisted. “What did he want tonight?" “He wanted to—to use me, He said that he had ‘put something across’ for his uncle, that he had gotten into trouble for it, and that— to use bis own phrase again, you were the man who would try to ‘get his goat,’ “And his object’ in this?” f “Was entirely worthy of the man. telling you DOINGS OF THE DUFFS TOM, WHAT WERE YOU DOING UNTIL THIS HOUR, OF THE NIGHT P OH, NOTHING PARTICULAR! OTTO AUTO Wi M> JASPER 1S LeTnNe HIS \MAGINATION Rul RAMPANT AGaAul + Page 281 WHO'S AFRAID! “The woods were very thick with underbrush and ff was no trouble to find hiding places, “But it took @ great deal of courage.for a boy, and they were boys—tots of them—to leave his looking for trouble “Night passed, and tn the earty morning {t came to be the turn of a very young scout te go out and look. “He was told to climb to the top of the hil and look up and down the valley and bring back word to the others tf he saw any Indians, etthey riding in crowds or snoop tng around. Now that little bill had two sides. “And on ope side, as I told you, the white soldiers were hiding waiting for the Indiana, and as it happened down tn the valley on the other side, among the bushes and behind the trees, the Indians were hiding, watching—and wait ing. “ané—night passed, and tn the earty morning it Came to be the turn of a very young brave to go fogth and see tf by chance he could eee any of the wicked and dangerous white men either rid ing ta companies or snooping ahout among the bushes. “Bo! Up the hill, on the west side, climbed the very young scout. ‘Go it, Johnny? cried his companions, ‘we'll whoop ft up! Dont be afraid. Go it! Wel keep up enough racket se you won't get lonesome.’ “And they called and joked till the alr rang with the noise “And—so, on the east side, the very young brave started, and the snvage warriors sald. ‘He is but a lad: his spirit falls. We will put fire into his blood,” and they gave their terrible war whoopa, “Nearer the top the two boys came, and nearer, but both parties were making so much noise that each thought his own men made it all, and when they reached the top—ker-bump! There they were staring into each others’ faces —too surprised te scout worth a cent.” [| i etioteheidielel He naked me, or rather I should say, commanded me, to ‘choke you off.’ And, of course, he added the insult. He said I was the one who could do it.” ‘The boss had gone to tramping again, and when he stopped to face her, I could see that he had threshed him way around to some sort of « conclusion. “Without intending te, you have fled my hands,” he gravely. “I wasn't meaning to spare Colling- wood if there were any way in which I could use him as a club to knock Hatch out of the game.” “But now you won't use him? “You might justly write me down as @ pretty poor friénd of yours if I should—after what you have told me.” "1 haven't asked you to spare him.” “No, I know you haven't. But the fact remains that he is your hus band, “4 ‘The interruption was the opening and closing of the front door and the heavy tread of the major in the hall, In @ flash Mra. Sheila was up and getting ready to vanish thru the door that led to the dining room, With her hand on the door knob she shot a quick question at the boas, “How mich will you tell Cousin Basil?” “Nothing of what you have told me. “Thank you,” she whispered back; “you are as big in your friendship as you are in other ways.” And with that she was gone. (Continued Tomorrow) For Good Apple Pie go to Boldt's. —Advertisement, Mexico has 16,000 miles of rail Nines. Eat Like a Boy rregepaie Tablets Anatat hk Whenever It N They Are Sa If you really want your old-time boy appetite to return to you once more, form the practice of eating a Stuart's Dyspepsia Tablet after each meal, Results will astound you. rt Mince Pie Like Mow The reason a Stuart's Dyspepsia beneficial is because ed of things which gestive system lacks, If all the stomach sufferers who their misery by panic happy army. Join this army mew by getting @ 60 cent box Lom any drugslst, BETTY AND HER now struggling in the water. ‘When the iceberg castle melted, In which Nancy and Nick had been pris- oners of the wicked Bobadil Jinn, enough of it remained for the walrus to cling to, and he reached a broad, strong flapper to the twins now struggling in’thg water, Soon they were beside him and he was telling them all that had happened while they had worn the little Red Slippers of Forgetfulness, that the wicked Jinn had given them Now the slip- pers were gone, and they remem- bered the errand on which they had started. “But how can we ever get to the South Pole now?” cried Nancy, “The wicked Jinn took away our Magic Green Wishing Shoes and our Box of Charms, We cannot find the way without the and the Golden Key. They were in the box.” Suddenly the walrus disappeared and in his place shone a dazzling ANN SALVAGES A HUMAN DERELICT “She hasn't come out! Let me tnt! I must fing her! I know the way to her cell! Thus I raved. “She's locked in! Why can't you under stand?” I used my small strength to push past Morrison's assistant. He held me as a parent restrains a re- bellious child, “Don't get excited” he aaid. “We'll trust the old man!* And what could I do but keep stil! and trust the old man? Even in the anxiety of that awful moment it was plain to me that there are |situations In which the emancipated female cannot compete with the male. As in ancient days, she must continue “to trust the old man!” Ann could easily get into jail and Martha and 1 could easily have had her out, but when the prison was ablaze women were helpless and forced (to rely upon the strength and judgment of the males to save us! Once more was my trust in Mor- Irison Justified, He appeared present: WELL, IF H® WAS WITH YOU WHAT WAS He DOWG ALL BEAU The walrus reached a broad, strong flapper to the twins light. It was so blinding at first that the twins could not see anything at all, but gradually they made out a form in the midst of the golden beams, a form familiar and friendly, jand amiling at them kindly. “The Fairy Queen!” they cried In astonishment. “Yea, my deara,” gaid she, “It Is |. Not often I can spare the time |from my kingdom to help my little friends in person, but you. were in such need that I decided to come.” “But where is the walrus?” asked Nick, suddenly missing his clumsy friend. “I was the walrus,” nodded the Fairy Queen, “But—" said Nancy, in a pursied voice, “you said that you were hun- gry and asked if we were tender. thought you were going to eat us.” ‘The Fairy Queen lnughed. “I had te do that to fool the wicked Jinn, I ly, with an arm around my small sister-in-law! I flew to her and kissed her! Not often in my life had I done that! Behind her came @ fireman carry. ing an old woman, a pitiful, bedrag- gied, horrid creature, who swore at her rescuer. I recognized the hoarse voice and the vocabulary of the poor, drunken thing whose slang had as- satled my ears when I stood at the door of Ann's cell, Morrison hunted up Martha and my car. It had been pushed from the prison yard and was parked be hind the fire-line. The wretched old woman was hurried to a hospital tn an ambulance, and then Morrison ordered us girls to go straight home —as if we were naughty college freshmen caught in a lark! Not until we were out of the traf- fie jam did I demand her story from the tiny, grimy, but alert bebe be side me, LG RMGHT— HERS's A WHGN ‘You WISH SAND. DONT JERK UT ROUNDS Ue xy wanted him to believe that I was| your enemy, or he would never have “some yarn, I'll say™ Ann began. “That drunken old woman gave me wome grand ideas for my play! And allowed me to stay on his iceberg. | CONFESSIONS OF A BRIDE..°.°. I've invented a dance with a new motif—the smoke dance! Can't you see it, girls, a ballet staggering around in blue smoke? I got the idea from the women tearing along the jail corridors! Just think what it would make on the stage! Dis heveled, dishabille dames staggering, drooping, falling against a back- ground of flames—until their dano- ing partners rescue them!” “Never mind the smoke dance, Ann! Tell us all that happened to quiet voice brought Ann to her senses, She replied: “You and Jane hadn't been gone long when the prison matton dropped around to get acquainted. She told me about the awful old woman who was so awful drunk! Just think, girls! Once that poor thing had been pretty and so popu- lart And she's been in the work- house more times than any other person on the records! The matron told me! And I guess she would have died in the fire—but for me" But now we must talk about your er rand.” (Copyright, 1921, N. E. A) THE BOOK OF MARTHA, Ann spoke as if the old woman's criminal record added much to the value of the derelict she had rescued! 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