The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 23, 1921, Page 9

ynthia rey Girl Would Attain Inher- itance Thru Mock Mar- riage — Tired of Work} —Cynthia Tells Her to Stick by Her Post. Dear Miss Grey: For years I have Fead your letters, and now, like Many others, I am coming to you for Bavice on a most important mubject Bome time ago a relative of mine and left to me & amall sum| Money, about a thousand dollars, Tam to get this only when I) . and not before © T have worked for over five years, am very, very tired, and rum in the last year having lost ut 20 pounds, not anying how I gradually been losing before I have tried everything to get feeling better, and gain back a ttle weight, but it seems I just %. I walk to and from work day, besides taking a walk noon, and usually in the evening: tennis and swim every chance get; but stin dont seem to get pk the pep I used to have. ‘The money I've spent on doctors, medical doctors, but osteopathic a chiropractic, would make a nice ttle bank roll. If I could afford to lay off work q about a year, and get out of s and have lots of freeh air and @xercise, I know I could “pick up fl my old self again. ly friends have said to me ‘re foolish, why don't you get 7 But I cant do that—! not met the man yet whom I Jove, and I think it would be Jem than a crime to marry just the sake of being married get to the point, what I wanted your advice on was this: in my office, worked for about three years, to marry me. The conditions & be that we simply marry, 90 I could get my money and take 1 Much-needed vacation He would at his home and I at mine, nothing of each other. We have always been good friends, but nothing more, as he is an old bach 3 ie . course I realize Present cost of living. pi2ihy 38 Dear Miss Grey: Who were Ra- and Dante? Who was the iter of the two? ALLEN. Raphact was one of the greatest Painters of the Italian Renaissance, Fy ed all times. The modern Italian of the name is Raffaello. He ! born at Urbino on Good Friday, i 28, 1483, according to Vasari, according to the more reliable upon his tomb by Card- (nal Bembo, on April 6. He dicd in Ghe year 1520. Some of his most fa- pieces of work were, “Marriage @f the Virgin.” “Sposnlizio.” “La Belle Gardiniere” “Madonna del Baldachino,” “Adoration of the Trin- yy.” = There were many others, too | Bumerous to mention. Dante Alig Beri was an Italian poet, author of "J “Divine Comedy,” and,one of the rst writers of all time, He was Born in Florence in May, 1265, and| d in the year of 1321. Bome of his known works beside the “Digine are “Convito,” “Vita Nua- ~6vt,” “Dan't Francesca da Rimini.” _ The question which 4s the greater of the two men is a matter of opinion. 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Largs box | towns. tablets at all druggists in all al with whom I} + |form of the day-coach. + | pretty scenery, but just the same, The Wreckers by Francis Lynde (Caprright, 1908, by Chastes Gerth- were toms) (Continued From Yesterday) “Take he she bemred: “oh, please | take me It's my right to gor" Kirgan had found an engine some where In the yard and was backing it up to the station platform. We could hear it. I saw that the chief was go | ing to turn Mra, Sheila down—which waa, of course, exactly the right thing to do, But Just then the major shoved in. “Shella knows what she’s talking about, Graham" he aaid quietly, “When youwall find Howte, you'll have a madman on your hands—and him at sueh times—God pity her ‘Take us both, sub.” . I suppose Mr. Noreress theaght there waan't any time to stand there arguing about it. “As you will,” he enapped at the major; and then to me: “Break for/ it, Jimmie, and tell Kirgan to get a |car—any camthe first one he can fnar I broke, and came pretty near breaking my blessed neck ¢umbling down the staira Kirgan had found his engine and had picked up @ yard man to fire it I told him what was | wanted, and in } than no time he had pulled out a empty daycoach | from the washing track, While he/| was backing In with it, Mr. Noreroas | jcame down the platform with the major and Mra. Shella. He let the major help Mra. Shelia up the steps | of the coach and ran forward to call! | out to Kirgan: | | | “Donohue ts cteartng for you, and there'll be nothing in the way. Run mgardiens to Timber Mountain ‘Y.’ You have six minutes on the epectal’s | | time to that point, if you run like the devil! And then, ax he waa climb ing to the ead, he ripped ont at me:| “Jimmie, you go back and stay with | |them In the car. Hurry or you'll be j lett” | — CHAPTER XXX. | Under the Wide and Starry Sky | I sure had to be quick about obeying that “geteboard” order of Mr. Norcross’, Kirgan bad jerked |the throttle open the minute the/ word was given. I missed the for ward end of the car, and when the| other end came along my grab at the hand-rod slammed me head over | heels up the steps, Kirgan was holding his whistle valve open, and | the guarding strikers in the yard wave us room and a clear track. By the ttme we had passed the “Umit” switches we were going like & blue streak, and I could hardly keep my balance on the back plat- You can guess that I dién't stay out there very long. The night was clear as a bell and pretty coolish, with the stars burning like white diamonds in the black inverted bow! of the sky. It was mighty after Kirgan had fairty struck his gait on the Jong western tangent, I clawed my way Inside Tt was a lot too blustery and unsafe on that back platform. The major and Mra @hefla were together, near the middle of the car, I staggered up and took the seat just ahead of them, and the major asked me {f Mr. Norcross was on the engine. I told him he was, and that ended it. What with the rattle and bang of the coach, the howling of the speed.made wind in the ventilators, and the shrill scream of the spinning wheels, there wasn't any room for talk dur. ing the whole of that breath-taking | race to the old “Y" in the hills be yond Banta. Knowing, from what Mr. Norcross had said, the point“at which we were going to sidetrack and wait for the special and the wild engine, I grew sort of nervous and worked up after we had crashed thru the Banta yard and the daycoach be gan to sway and lurch around the hill curves. What if the special had been making better time than the boss had counted mpon? In that case, we'd probably hit her tn @ head-ender somewhere on one of those very curves. And with the time we were making, and the time she'd be making, there wouldn't be enough left of either train to be worth picking up. A mile or #0 short of the “Y° siding I went up ahead and handed myself out to the forward platform to see if I couldn't get @ equint past the storming engina I got it now and then, on the swing of the curves, but there was nothing in sight. Just the eame, tt was mighty scary, and I took a relief breath so deep that it nearly made me sick at my stomach when I finally realized that Kirgan had shut off and was slowing for the stop at the farther switch of the old “Y." What was done at the ewftch was done swiftly, as men work when they have the fear of death grip- ping at them. If the special ehould come up while we were making, the back-tn, the result would be fust about the same as ft would have been if we had met ft on the curves. The jerking tug of the self-pres ervation instinct is pretty strong, sometimes, and I tumbled off the steps of the car as it was backing in around the western curve of the “¥." Our picked-up fireman was at the switch, setting It again for |the main line, With our own en gine silent, I could hear a faint sound like the faraway fluttering ot a safety-valve, We were not ten seconds too soon, The special was coming. Mr, Norerosa, who wan etif tn the engine cab, shot an order at Kir gan, “Fitng your coat ovew the head | light, and then be ready to snatch | |!t and get offf’ he shouted. “If they see it as they come up, it may stop them!” ‘Then, catching a glimpse of me on the ground: “Break the coupling on the coach, Jimmie—quickP As I jumped to obey 1 under stood what was to be done, The fireman at the switch was to let the special go by, and then the| boss—just the boss gone on the engine-—was to be lét out on the main track to put himself between the chaver and the chased. It was 4 hair-raising proposition, but per haps — just perhaps—~not quite so suicidal as it looked. With skillful handling the interposed engine | might possibly be kept out of the| way by backing, and its warning headlight shining full into the eyes of the men in the 416's cab would she's the only one who can contro’g THE SEATTLE STAR FS AND ARS BAILEY AND SOME Helen Recovered Too Late (WENT ‘To CALL A ) YOU COME RIGHT AWAY , FROM THERE! 14 ASHAMED OF You! LADY WERE ON FRECKLES AND RIS,FRIENDS NS After the caller was gone, the chiléren begged Mra. Nancy te go om with her story. “How ol4 was General Grant then? And how did he look? And waa he stern? And id Mra Nancy talk to himr “Grant was quite yeung,. the he tn already Gone some fighting @own tn Mexico with Taylor. He was not yet 30 years old. “And he-was a jolly good fet Jow, but I was bat 13 years old ana I think I enly eat tn open eyed wonder that enytoty could choose te ent mash.” gort of new kind of story.” “It was no new story to mother, David. I cannot see how she kept eweet and patient with so much to worry her. I remember one day when father had been gone some time and we were all watching for hie return. I was the eldest, you know, and there were eight young. ee children. We had our play house out in the yard by the up turned ‘roots of @ great tree and rejoiced over every broken dish in mother’s house because the pieces added treasures to our playhouse pry ‘ ‘We had the pinyhoune decorat- ed with wild flowers and ferns and momen and the broken china, | and were ready for father’s home coming. “A éonen times @urtng the Gay we asked mother tf she thought he would soon coma And to each of us she repfied, “Mother doeant know--just Keep on watching, se you wont miss him when he dons comme,’ and we would rus back te watch the road “We ate cur @inner af nooe and began te watch te earnest, for the afterncon was slipping away and, we fwlt sure he must eoom come “I won't ask you te gueas what tt was he @id bring to un when at last at about 4 o’clock he came in “Ri there were nine of us wailting—nine children tn that one hous, With only one mother to cook for and care for and love us al “What father brought us was o redtuadel boy, and mother took him tn and made him one of un. That's the way pioneer women helped orphans.” (To Be Cantinned) Confessions of a Bride Copyrighted, 1971, by (he Newspaper THE BOOK OF MARTHA asked abruptly. | We nodded and offered flowers and fruit with our nicest smiles. “Why 40 you bring expenstve white grapes to mo? And liliesof- thevalley in February” She held | the slender stalks delicately, tke a jtrue lover of rare blossoma, “I | guems you don’t know who I am? “Oh, ye, we dol Morrison told us™ “Morrison? Humpht He knows me all right! Times have been changing.” she rambled on. “You | tris don’t seem to feel that ealling jon me will hurt you. You can bet your mothers Wouldn't have come!” | “Nobedy can hurt us but our selves!" I replied. It was an awful platitade, bald and old, but it took |with Madeline Marcha | | “Prue! she murmured. “True! RRRIRS ae | Nobody knows better than IP ADV BNTURES | OF ME Te Nick promptly and quietly closed the little door, not notic- ing the fat green frog that had hopped in, too, Down thra the atarfit pool enk Nancy and Nick, still clutching their precious Box.of Charma. Having on their Mag treen Shoes they felt no discomfort under the water. Just as their litle Starfriend had told them up in the aky, they found a small door, so tiny Indeed that they had to wish themselves as small as the tiniest tadpole before they could find the keyhole. Nick turned the key and the door flew open. They stepped inside quickly. They were in the secret pnsnage called the Cave of Gems that led to the South Pole. “Do shut the door,” mapped a voice. curl ont of my hair, then it gota into my eyes and I can't write poetry.” Nick promptly and quietly cloned the little door, not noticing the fat rreen frog that had hopped in, too. Then he and Nancy waited to be rrected. They had been taught to “walt until they were spoken to.” Resides it was rather dark, altho a faint glow showed them that they were in a cavern with a high-arched ceiling and straight, polished walls. Where the voice came from they could not tell, as the room or cave appeared to be empty of any occu pant save themselves. “What are your names?” asked surely be enough to stop them—if anything would Tomorrow the voice, “Nancy and Nick,” the Iitfle boy quickly. “The draft ts blowing all the | “And what do you look Iker “C-can’t you see ust asked Nancy in surprise. “We're right here.” “Oh, you are, are you? Well, how do you expect me to see you with |Bobadil's Wishing Ring on your finger?” Nick looked down surprise, It was true! He atill had the wicked Jinn’s ring and he and Nancy were |invisible, He turned ft hastily. “That's better! said the volce. “You are nice looking youngsters, aren't you?” Countless women devote thetr whole lives to thelr homes, while others are in the business world, or. find happiness only In society, Whether you are a home woman, | @ business woman or a society wom- }an, you know how hard It is to “drag | slong” day after day, suffering ago- nies caused by some feffiale derange: |ment that has developed from over | taxing your strength. The natural re- | storative for such ailments is Lydia |, Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, which for nearly half a century has been considered a standard remedy for woman's I1i8,—Advertisement, Cuts cost of drinking good coffees. Xlent Blend, 1% Ibs., 500; 1 Ib. M60. M. A. Hansen, 40, conomy Market.— + ‘tsemont, I marveled, not only at the cor rectnens of her speech; how had this ancient creature come by her modern habit of introspection and frank con feanton? | nice white bed I'm going to die In?” | “You're not going to die!” I pro tented. “She wants to dle mainly becnuse | she can’t get any dope here,” quoth | &@ cynical young interne who had) stopped by her bed as soon as he/ saw my ingenue sisterinlaw. Madeline heard him and once more the profanity which had shocked mo in the fall poured from her lips. As suddenly, ahe stopped in the middie of an invective. Her eyes were fixed on her white Mies, She imnored the young medic and addressed Ann and me “Lovely gtria, you twel Good gtris, both of you! Young and pretty—and good!" She studied one and then the other of un. “Make the most of beauty while you have it, my dears,” she rambled on. “Youth is so short a part of life And a woman who has been loved because CERTAINLY DOES The TATES LEAGH WORK, 0 Seattle Man Says He Knows From Experi- ence What Tanlac Will Do—Overcomes All His Troubles nel A person suffering from stomach trouble won’t go wrong by taking Tanlac, for I've tried it myself, and it certainly does the work,” was the statement made by Lee Leach, 4146 49th Ave, 8. W., Seattle, recently, “several years back I commenced suffering with my stomach and liver, and at the time I got ‘Paniac I hadn't been able to strike a lick of work in three weeks, After eating I always had sharp pains and an awful burn: TRAVEL NIGYTS ee ~o—— 0 WITH A CLOTHING STORE DUMMY AND WISH “THE ROUGH GTLFF ON Him > a8 she was beautiful geta mighty weary EVERETT TRUE susccantubarsss tems ine, of the years after the wrinkles come. Love dies—tke thesef Sho return- ed to the contemplation of her lilies. “It should last—or it’s farce.” “Tell us how to keep love!” I asked impulsively, “Keep love? Who can @o that? She shook her head impatiently. “Don't you girls know a woman's only road to comfort and joy in her old age?” “Not Tell us™ Ann end I*ex- claimed together. 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