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

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 1921 Cynthia | Grey | Cynthia Takes Up Cud- els for Southpaws — ‘ing One Herself, She Speaks from Bagert-| ence, An anrions mother has written me @sking what she shall do to prevent Der $-year-old son from using his Ueft hand instead of dis right. My dest advice to her ts fry. It is not scientific to “break” CAMA of this hadit. Aptitude with the left hand is indorn. Soientiate give many reasons for it, The last _ inpestigator attributes it to differ- | ences in the eves, dut his theory ts Mot generally accepted. A “southpaw” has the thinking ef his brain reversed by nature. Bhould de let alone, To train Rim to right-handedness makes him slow, for his drain and muscles are Bhen compelicd to do several times E Bheie levitimate amount of work in the simplest use of the hand. First, the drain must control the Metural impulse to use the left hand; then it must send a message to the WIQht Rand, the muscles of which re- to the command much more than those of the left hand. Bolence has special names for ail ethers ond 3 and teachers should study fhe subject and become convinced of the folly and cruelty of trying to | make a left-handed child over into right-handed. And in this particular instance, | | @peak from experience. I was 4 | gouth-paw until 1 entered achool: then tron-willed teachers attempted | to “force” me to use my right hand, | Gnd many were the “spats” with o | wuler I received because I “forgot.” | Aside from having to reteard pen- Warship, it was a severe shock to AY Nervous system. I am a south- ‘pew today, because, when J entered ‘pper orades, where I was not unconsciously I began Dear Mise Grey: I am an inter reader of your daily columns. I have never written you be qi problem worth while, but ing a few other letters as as mine, I, too, am writing & little assistance, ve a difficult situation con- fronting ma Miss Grey. I am a young gir! and my home te not in Beattie, neither have I any persona! fat ia, “the difficulty I find in get- acquainted with the young peo- here.” I do not work where I the unity of meeting the as all employed at the @re much older than I. They Very friendly towards me while work, but wfter our day's work @one I have nothing further to forward ‘but still I have that dissatisfied of wanting to leave and go where I can become ac d with some young people Probably make up friends in this But does a young girl aways “|right in two over those four little fm the Y. W.C. A? You may #0 at a slight cost, and this en- you to all of the uses of the oymnasium, ewimming pool, lec- ote. have found that another nice to mect worth-while people is the medium of the young pro- ‘a soctetics in the churches, and women’s auziliaries of the You must not become discouraged You do not succeed in a week or You know you would not be- very intimate with a strange wntil you became well enough with her to know that was the sort you would want DANDERINE Haile Coming Out; Thickens, Beautifies, Deo not) Grey, I really never con-| The Wreckers | by Francis Lynde (Copyright, 1920, by Charies Serth- mere Bone) 1M_THE PLUMBER - | 1 CAME To FIX THE pipes! Your wir (Continued From Yesterday) Tt was right along in the same! jhalfminute, while the boss was standing with his back to the fire} and the major was going in to talk to him, that*! lost Maisie Ann, 1 don't know where she went, or how. | She had let go of my wrist, and when | 1 groped for her she Was gone, Since T didn’t see any good reason why I should stay and spy upon the boss | jand the major, I slipped out to the | hall and curled up on the big settee | beyond the coat rack; curled up, and | | after listening a while to the drone of volees in the fagher room, went to sleep, | Tt was away deep in the night | when the bess took hold of me and shook me awake, The long talk waa Just getting itself finished, and the major had come to the door with his kucat. “We must manage to pull Cofling wood out of it In some way,” the | major saying. “I don't love the |damn scoundrel any betteh than you | do, Graham; but thah's a reason—a |fam‘ly reason, as you might say.” | Then he switched off quickly. “You haven't asked me yet why I ran away from home this evenin’ when I was expecting you." “No,” said the boas, “Shella told }me that you had a telephone call to/ }the Bullard.”* The old Kentuckian chuckted. “Yes, sub; and you'd neveh guess in a thousand yeahs who sent the leall, or what was wanted, It was jour friend Hatch, and no otheh. And jhe had the face to offeh me ten thousand dollahs a yeah to act a consulting counsel for him against the railroad company “Of course you accepted,” sald the boss, meaning just the opposite, The major chuckled again, “1 talked with him long enough to find jout about where he stood, He thinks he's got you by the neck, but, Iike| most men of his breed, he's a paltry coward, suh, at heart.” The boss laughed. “What ts he afraid of?” “He's afraid of his Mife He told me, with his eyes buggin’ out, that thah was one man heah in Portal City who would kill him to-get pos: jsession of certain papehs that were [locked up in the cash vault of the| Security National,” ‘The boss was pulling on his gtoves, “I didn't give him any reason to think that I was anxious to murder him,” he said, “Oh, no, my deah boy: ft Isnt you, at all. It's Howie Collingwood Thah's where we land afteh all is said and done. Youh hands are tied, and we've got this heah young maniac to deal with. If Collingwood gets about three fingehs of red| likkeh under his belt, why, thah's! one murder in prospect. And if Hatch has any reason to think that you can still get the underholt on| him, why, thah's another. I'm giad |] @ you've seen fit to take Ripley's ad-/ vice at last, and got you a body-/ guard.” “What's thatt queried the boss. But the query was answered a min- ute later when he hit the sidewalk for the tramp back to town and Tarbell fe in to walk three steps of the taltead este “7 “ » > Page “Doce? Pegsy squealed, ‘that's the very onliest war story I Uke; and didn’t they fight? “Not that day, dear; I think they were both so mueh surprised that their companions were too tickled to fight, I don’t know, “You see, I want there, and father always stopped at that) point, I never really knew about what happened after they met. ‘There ts another one about a white male, which I always loved. “This time all the company was mounted: every soldier rode a cay- use—every soldier but one That one rode a longiegged, slow, lazy white mule. “Now, a cayuse can entff an In- dian @ long way. He will prick up his ears and puff ont his nos trils and arch his neck just as if he scented a bear or a cougar. “At least that ts what the pio neers say about them, and ft was quite a help to the white soldiers, because ‘their horses were as anxi- ous as they to run away from danger. of the railroad club. It sure did look aa {f things were just about as bad as they could/ ever be, now. Hatch once ‘more on top, the whole bottom knocked out | of the railroad experiment, our | good nanie for political hogesty | gone glimmering, and, worst of all perhaps, the bors’ big heart broken words that nothing could ever rub out—“he is my husband.” I didn't wonder that the bors said never a word in all that long walk down- town, or that he forgot to tell me food night when he locked himself up in his room at the club. CHAPTER XXV1. The Dipscaniac In a day when bunched money, | however arrogant it may be, has| been taught to go sort of softly, the | Hatch people were careful not to) make any public announcement of | the things they were doing or going | to do. But bad news has wings of | its own. Mr. Norcross was still in| the midst of his mail dictation to ine the morning after the bottom—| all the different bottome—fell out, | when Mr. Hornack came bulging in. | “What's all this firealarm that's | been sprung about a new elevator trust?" he demanded, chewing on his cigar as if it were something he were trying to eat. “It’s all over town that C. 8 & W. has been se. cretly reorganized, with the Hatch | crowd in control. I'm ing @ perfect cyclone of telephone calls asking what, and how, and why.” ‘The boss’ reply ignored the de tails. “We're in for it again,” he announced briefly. “The local com- Street owns us. I've said it a hum panies couldn't hold on to a good " it again: thing when they had {t. The stock |@e4 times and I'll say poe the only hope for the public serv: has been swept wp, fest into Mttle |. corporation today lies in a dix now the Hatch people have forced tribution of ite securities among - sh the people it actually serves.” @ practical consolidation.’ 1 a eth met in the mid- “Is that the fact?—or onty the| ,,.ormack’s te die of u chewed cigar. tne (ome See sain out? queried | wphat's excellent logic—bully good . ' 4 logic, if anybody should ask you! is t . BBs onlin bag goody Te pare | Hut ‘we're fighting a a condition, to tell me where wi ! not m theory. Nobody wants P. 8. ott” ‘© were to get! 1, Common even at thirty-two. You Hornack Mt off a Siece of the wouldn't advise your worst enemy t that figure.” x chewed cigar and took a fresh hold|.n sone know,” said the bons, on it. , 7 kind of musingly. “You're forget- Does he think for one holy half|iiiy the water that's been put into minute that we're going to sit down | © by the specu quietly and let him undo all the|it,fcom, Sime OO tinivers; there has 00d pk that’s been done?” he|ioon a good deal of that, first and rasped. Nevertheless, value for value, “He does—fust that. He's putting |mq know. and 1 know, that the us in the ninehole, Hornack, and) property is worth more than thirty- up to the present moment I haven't! two including the bonds. What I found the way to climb out of it.”| ean is that if anybody would buy “But the ground leases?” Hornack |tne control at that figure—the con began. “Why can’t we pull them mind you, and not merely @ minority—and handle the road pure- trol, ! DID You BRING “We might, if we hadn't been shot dead tn our tracks by the very men who ought to be backing us to| jwin,” said the boss soberly. And A few cents buys “Danderine.”|then he went on to tell about the After a few applications you cannot new grip Hatch had on us, find a fallen hair or any dandruff,| Of course, Hornack blew %p at besides every hair shows new life, that, and what he said waen't for igor, brightness, more color and/ publication. For a minute or #0 the bundance, air of the office was blue. When he got down to common, ordinary Three Dozen Special Engle again he was saying, be- dozen daint: photo- tween cusses: “But you can't let ‘Three enone. specially priced at 810.00, dozen, 65.00, Sepia finish. it stand at that, Norcross; you sim James & Merrihew ply can’t!” “J don't intend to,” wae the even- ‘700 Vitel Mids. 2nd at Pike, toned rejoinder, “But anything we lean do will always lack the element | tof finality, Hornack, while Wall ly a8 a dividendearning business proposition, he wouldn't lose money; he'd make money—a lot of it.” “All of which doesn't get us any where in the present pinch,” re turnegl the traffic manager, “I suppose we'll have to wait until Hatch makes his first move, and I've still got fight enough left in me to hope that he'll make it sud denly, Punch the button for me if THE ‘TOOLS w You? “Well, along came thie mounted company, and before they had been out long the ponies sniffed and snorted, and over a rise of ground behind them came a band of Indians tn full chase, “The white men urged on their horses and they fairty flew over the ground But not so the white he had no cause to fear the Indians. He jogged along as much as to say, “What's your |rush? Why hurry? and his rider called out, ‘Slow up, boys—there's onty a handful of ‘em. Don't ride so fast; it's just a handful of In- diana. Slow up? “And all this time they were getting farther and farther ahead wt him. All at once—ping! Camo an arrow and bit Mr. Mule right on his thigh. “Right then he changed his mind; right then he showed thone ponies what real speed meant. And ‘come on boys! yelled te rider as his mule tore past the ponies, ‘there's @ million Indians after us? s “They WORK while you sleep” la You are consttpated, bitlous, and} the last to reach the cag anything new develops. I'm going back to swing on to my telephone,” (Continued Tomorrow) Cuts cost of drinking good coffee Xlent Blend, 1% Ibs, 50e; 1 Ib, abe M. A. Hansen, 40 Economy Market. | Advemtisement, what you need is one or two Cas-| just hapgened carets tonight sure for your liver and bowels, Then you will wake up wondering what became of your dizziness, sick or upset, gasty stomach, No grip: ing —- no inconvenience. Children love Cascarets, too, 10, 25, 60 cents OW,HELEN! THe PLUMBER 1S HERE TO FIX TWE RADIATORS CATT ———y | yo wish to continue your journey to headache, bad cold,|drunk old lady who had PARDON ME, BUT | WANT “TO CAUTION YOU TO EXERCISE CA WHEN DOING YOUR WORK-ALL THE FLOORS HAVE BEEN HIGHLY ' re SLIPPIN’,LAOY - I've Cor SPIKES IN MY SHOES! } POLISHED AND ARE IN PERFECT 5s CONDITION ! ADVENTURES - OF Olive Hebets Botan The Fairy Queen clapped her hands and four white gulls flew towards them. “Now,” said the Fairy Queen to the twins as they were fMoating around on a large cake of ice in the middie of the sea (all that was left of the enchanted iceberg castle), “if dropped a little Green Sho. “Oh!” dried the children in delight, seizing the shoes and putting them jon quickly. “Thank you, kind birds, |e thought that—"* but another | sound interrupted them, the sound jof a great blowing and splashing in |the water, and a great dark form a e #0 clone that it threatened to urn them. The twins clutched each other in alarm, But again came the Fairy Queen's voice. “Don't get |frightened, It is only another of my faithful messengers." Just then the whale, for that ts | what it was, opened his jaws wide, and had it not been for the Fairy / Queen’s words I'm sure that Nancy and Nick would have thought that that was the end of them. Instead, however, the whal@daid something on | the edge of the ice at their feet. the South Pole, I shall see that your Magic Green Shoes and yoursBox of Charms are returned to you. Other wine you should never be able to reach the cave of Snitcher-Snatch, the wicked fairy who stole the toys.” “But the wizard took them away from us,” protested Nick. “They must be at the bottom of the sea by this time!" The Fairy Queen smfled and clapped her hands. Instantly there) ‘was a sound of wings and four white By BLOSSER EVERETT TRUE OH, Heno, GveRretts SAY, DID “ou SEE IN THS RACER THAT YOUR OLD FRIEND SMITH KICKED Tee GucKerT ¢ THAT GXPRESSION HAS A KICK, ALL RIGHT, But ws VERY PooR TASTE TO USE IT UNDER THs CIRCUMSTANCSE I’ “for I couldn't swallow so much as @ frog if I wished to. Look in your Box of Charms ‘You needn't have been frighten. gulls flew toward them. As they lighted upon the tee, each bird “It's our box,” said Nancy. “Our ed, miled the whale, (yes, he smiled) | books and see.” CONFESSIONS OF A BRIDE..*.:. to the first floor tier of cells where the matron said the old woman was. ANN TURNS OUT A REAL HEROINE “after the matron left me, I wan listening to the talk of those} “Say, girts, the smoke was getting | queer gisis in the cell next to me|nwful disagreeable, it made me| when I heard the bolts of my cell} cough and cry and the cells were| tide, and ® gong rang, and a man|so murky I could hardly see Into ran along the corridor and yelled,|‘em! But half way down the row} tA out! just as if he were a con-|T found her—and listen! She was ductor at the end of @ trolley lnet”| asleep on her bunk! I shook her— Thus Ann went oh with her re-|raised up her head and let it drop cital, “I pushed 6pen the door of|and finally I rolled her off onto {ny cell and ran down to the cage|the floor. That waked her, but vith the others, The smoke was|only to swear at me. She wouldn't pretty bad, but I couldn't tell -until I thought of my purse, where it came from, Funny way I jinglea that before her— tmoke has, isn’t it? I was among| she reached for it—and so I coaxed e and I/her along—and the smoke got to notice that all|thicker—and, gee, girls! I was it ‘were young and| glad when I met old Morry! most. were pretty, and there} In the next edition of the papers, wasn't anybody there at all like a/ which reached our house almost. as| heen in| soon as we did, appeared the pic the workhouse too many times to| ture of Ann 1 and the poor count! So naturally I backed out] old creature she rescued! The the girls THE BOOK OF MARTHA an empty coal wagon! And thus the city had bees spared the disgrace which a few erratic and unbalanced persons would have brought down upon it ‘The jail had been stormed and the women’s wing destroyed for nothing except, as Ann insisted, _ with the champion workhouse ree- ord! Ann was a heroine, altho she hardly took her part seriously, as the cameraman had snapped her, emerging from the jail. Her ex- pensive hat was awry but jaufty, becoming and coquettish, and her “goulashes" were conspicuously un- buttoned but chic, and the smudges of soot on her cheeks had been carefully painted out by the staff artist, Our silly Ann was a real hero- ine. That was the important news in the Lorimer family, but the city in general found interest and com- fore in the fact that the work of the mob had been futile. Morrison, coming to ask about Ann t evening, told us that the hunted man had never been put in a cell at alj, He had been spirited down tothe furnace room of the jail, clad in a cual heaver’s over: alls, and with two deputies dressed of the cage to bunt her up. 1 ran] young society girl beside the hag in the same way, had escaped inj “to provide a dance theme for the play she was going to write with Van?” (To Be Continued ——— For Good Apple Pie go to Boldt'a, —Advertisement, ‘The most for your money. the best for Jour mouth, the safest for your health, is the gua antee given by DR. EDWIN J, FROWN