The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 25, 1921, Page 9

af z SEF Ss Seess S25 i Ail til A ETT: Young Man, Wounded, Asks Chance for Even Break on Na- ‘tive Soil—Has Wife} and Baby. Wisxs ADDRESS * or 72" i 25,” wil you Mindy send me | your name and address that I | may communicate with your It | wel de held im strictest confi CYNTHIA GREY x Dear Miss Grey: I am an over eras exservice man, 18 months in the service and partly disabled. 1 get $12 per month from the govern ment, and after trying two years to get vocational training, I have been turned down I have lived in Seattle since 1908. Tam now a tax payer, and I bought a nine and a half acre tract of ground last March, and built my own house, which I am paying for on the installment plan. I have looked for work now for the last three months, work of any kind. I follow restaurant work. My wife also is willing to work. She is a dressmaker, also remodels hats or an teach French. Only a week ago, I applied for a od in one of the large cafeterias and the manager kept putting me off, and finally, after I had gone sev eral times, told me he coukl not find & place for me, yet this man em ploys Japs in the kitchen at the mime kind of work I applied for. Also there are Japs working In the high school lunch rooma This kind @ appreciation for my service over. gas makes my hlood bail, as I am an American boy. I have also borrowed some money on my home, thinking to have the Benus soon, to pay it back, but now T stand a good chance of losing my home because the bonus dont show Now I don? want to go wronr, det when my wife and baby begin to turn pale for the want of proper Meurishment, and my wife can't seep any more at night for the Worry, it's best I find same work goon. Yours in Hope, AN EX-SOLDIER. T print this in hope, too, that some | one will read it who can, and will, give this young man who, a@ short two years ago, left jife and happiness Wehind that you chil I might live in| peace. WORK—will give him the chance he is asking for to make @ equare ond fair living in his native lend for himself and little family. He lives just owtside the city lim- its; Dut there is a store near by, the phone sumber of which is Sidney 84. If you know of work, call this sumber and icave your message for the “Ex-Soldier” and the manager wil give it to him. Or, call me, at Main 600, for further particulars. ee Contractors tn China Dear Miss Grey: What contrac- ors have the contract of building a rafiroad in China? Where are their offices located? The Siems-Carey company, 120 Broadway, New York City, have the contract for building a railroad in China, but the bureau of foreign and domestic commerce says they are not — om the road at the present Turkish Treaty of Peace Dear Miss Grey: Explain what ix Meant by the “Sevres Treaty,” Please? ERNEST. The “Sevres Treaty” is the treaty of peace with Turkey, and takes its mame from the town of that name in France, seven miles southwest of Paris, where the allied and Turkish envoys signed the treaty. see Nobel Prizes Dear Miss Grey: Who won the Nobel prizes for physies and chem- fetry in 1914-15-16-17-18-19-207 CHEMIST. The winners of the Nobel prices tor these years are: PHYSICB 1914—Prof. Maz von Laue, Ger- Sony. 1915—Profs. Wm H. and W. L. Bragg, Engiand. 1916—Prof. C. G. Barkla, England. 1917—Not awarded. 1918—Prof. Max Planck, Germany. 1919—Prof. Hermann Btarke, Ger- many. 1926-—Not awarded. CHEMISTRY 5 it)—Pret, T. W. Richards, Amer- oee 1915—Dr. R. W. Willstactter, Ger- many. 1916—Not awarded. 1917—Not awarded. 1918—Prof. rita Haber, Ger- many. 1919—Not warded. 1920—Not awarded. cee _ Mrs, Lincoln’s , Name Before Marriage Dear Mins Grey: Who was Abra- ham Lincoln's wife before marriage? RICHARD. She was Mary Todd, daughter of The Wreckers by Francis Lyade (Capyright, 1990, by Chartes Serih- ner’ Homa) | (Continaed From Yesterday) After we had got out all the vio | tims we could reach, there was still more left who wasn't dead; we could hear him above the hissing of the steam and the crackling of th flames, screaming and begging to break in the side of the car v8 | and kill him before |Kirgan had | emergency. box the fire got to him, | found an axe in the of r day coach. jand was chopping away like a mad man | The minute he got a hole big enough, the big master mechanic jdropped his axe and climbed down | into the choking hell where the were coming from. Our | soreams fireman picked up the axe and ran| around to the other side of the wreck, wheré Jones, the engineer of | the epecial, and his fireman were | trying to break into the crushe& cab of the 416, The old major, Jstood by to help the boss and I Kirgan, and the |minute his head came up thru the| chopped hole we saw that he needed | He loose, somehow, and was help. | man | ing had pried the screaming try: | to the | drag him up jsmoking furnace. It was do amongst us, some way or ot | Kirgan had wrapped the man up in & Pullman blanket to keep the fire from getting at him any worse than | jit already had, and as we were tak jing him out the blanket slip jSskte from his face and I aaw who! it was that the master mechanic | bad risked his life for, Tt waa) Hatch, himself, and he died in our! jarms, the major’s and mig, while | |we were carrying him out W where | Mrs. Sheila was tearing one of the} | Pullman sheets that I had got hold | of into strips to make bandages for the wounded | With the chance of saving maybe | anether one or two, we couldn't stay | to help the brave little woman who was trying to be doctor and nurse jto half a dezen poor wretches at once. But she took time to ask me one single breathless question: | “Have they found him yet?—you know the one I mean, Jimmie?" 1 “No.” I said. “They're digging away at that side now,” and then I ran back to jump in again out of Tho the fire was now licking at everything in sight, Kirgan, who had taken the axe from our fire man, had managed to cut some of r timbers out of the way 0 that we could see down into the! tangle of things where the cab of the 416 ought to have been. There wasn't much left of the cab. The watergauge was broken, along with everything else, but in spite of the reek of smoke and steam we could! that Hogan and his fireman were not there. But down under the coal that had shifted forward at the impact of the collision we could} make out the other man—the mur-| der-maniac—iying on his back, black | in the face and gasping. | That was enough for the bons. | It looked like certain death for any- | body to craw! down into that his» | ing steam-bath, but he did it, wrig-} sling thru the hole that Kirgan| had chopped, while two or three of | us ran to the little creek that} trickled down on the far side of the! “¥" and brought back soaking Pull- | man blankets to try to delay the| encroaching fire and smother the/| steam: jets. I couldn’ see very well what the | boss was dotng; the smoke and steam were so blinding. But when/ I did get a glimpse I mw he was/ digging frantically with his bare hands at the shifted coal, and that he had succeeded in freeing the head and shoulders of the buried man, who wns still alive enough to} choke and gasp in the furnacelike | heat. | Kirgan stood tt as long he could | —until the Icking flames were | about to drive us all away see “You'll be burnt alive—come up out of that” he yelled to the bons; but I knew it wouldn't do any good. With Collingwood still buried | down there and still with the breath of life in him, the boss was going to stay and keep on trying to dix| him out, even if he, himself, got burned to a crisp doing it. Loving [Mra Sheila the way he did, he couldn't do any lesa. It was awful, those next two or |three minutes, We were all run-| ning franctically back afd forth, now, between the wreck and the| creek, soaking the blankets and do ing our level best to beat the fire| back and keep it from cutting off the only way there was for the jboxs to climb out. But we could| only fight gaspingty on the surface | of things, as you might sty. Down) underneath, the fire was working | around in front and behind tn apite | of all we could do. Some of it had got to the coal, and the heavy sul phurons smoke was oozing up to] make us ali choke and strangle. | Honestly, you couldn't have told) that the boss was a white man when he crawled up out of that pit} of death, tugging and lifting the | croshed and broken body of the| madman, and making us take it) out before he would come out him self. We got them both away from| the fire as quykly as we could and around to the other side of things, | |Kirgan and Jones carrying Colling-| | wood | ‘The poor Tittle Indy we had Ieft Tmt SFA | DOING NOW DON'T GET IT Too SNORT ON TOP OR.MIS: MOTHER a BAWL ME “Miss Frances,” David begred, “I wish I ever could meet some bedy who knew a bear story that @idn’t have such aaa, you know what I mean—fust @ fizsling-out ending. “EB one, ‘bout the time I think somebody's going to get eaten up or some thing, off waddles Mr. Bear into the forest. “Were all the bears out here Mike that? Didn't they do a bit of harm? “You ought to have my father te you that, David,” Miss Frances answered. “He could tefl you whether they always waddled off without doing any harm. “I've heard him tell about a good many times when they didnt waddle worth a cent. “Onp morning about 49 years ago, he and his partner sat at their breakfast. That waa on his ery time anybety tells me ‘n I get all stared up fin claw. They were working away trying to clear land for a ranch. He expected to have a home ready before he brought a bride to his new claim. tae “Yes, indeed!” answered the French poodle. “The funniest clown you ever saw.” Nancy and Nick were astonished to see a French poodle as large as Soe Robert 8. Todd, of Lezington,| 144, with the rescued ones had|*M x standing before them ‘entucky. | = They were in the Cave of Gems whale [ions Gh ae 20h, and the Was | on their way to the South Pole. | waiting for us. When we put Col-| in About Storage lingwood down she sat down on the| _ “7 Suppose you are surprised,” maid Bottery |ground and took his head in her|the poodle. “No, I don't ridge Dear Miss Grey: What 1s the|lap and cried over him just like his |*ither. I_ am convinced A no Chemical action of a storage battery | mother might have, and when the| wonder. I’m rather —— pete fm charging and discharging? boss knelt down beside her I heard|*#!f that I'm an oddity ut aay, Roy. |what he maid: “That's right, Mttle|Teally, it isn't my fault that I’m #o The bureau of standards says there| woman; that's Just as it should be, |!arge. In fact, it tan't my tanatt that & nothing in this inquiry to indicate | Death wipes out all scores. I did|1'm here at all. I'm enchantec what kind of a storage battery is|my best—you must always belleve| | neh nted cried the twins. Meant. Assuming, however, that it| that 1 did my best.” ‘ SnitcherSnatch enchanted 4s the lead-acid, during the discharge| She choked again at that, and|the whole circus ; ia os 9 the cell, lead sulphate 4a formed |maid: “There te no hope?’ and he| | initcher-Snatch who tel e @t both the postive and the nega-|*aid: “I'm afraid not. He was dy-|toy® tive plates, the specific gravity of |ing when I got to him.” | “Yea, he enchanted everyone of us the electrolyte decreasing during the| 1 tried to swall the big tump|He needed guards for thin secret discharge. On subsequent charge|in my throat and turned away, and | Passage of his under the world to his this lead sulphate is converted back |\#o did everybody else but the major, | hor the South Pole, and he pick into sulphuric acid with the forma-|who went around and knelt down|¢d on us to do it, from the clown tion of lead peroride at the positive|on the other side of Mrs. Shetla,|/t® the cockatoo, I know that you Plate and metallic lead at the nega-|The wreck was blazing now like » have made the clown's uaintance tive plate. It would probably be too|mighty bonfire, lighting up the|“lready, But he's not a clown any complicated to give the chemical | pineclad hills 1 around and snap | te 4 4 formulas | ping and growling like some savage hadn't suspected that they were rite | monster gloating over its prey. In|carrying a maniac until after they |the red glow we saw a man limp-| had passed Bauxite and Collingwood HEST COLDS Jing up the track from the t,and|had told them both that what he Apply over throat and chest | Kirgan and I went to meet him, It| wanted to do was to overtake the —cover with hot flannel cloth. | was Hogan, the missing engineer of | special and smash it. Then there jthe 416 |had been a fight on the eng but | S$ KS He told us what there was to| Collingwood had a gun and he had |tell, which wasn't very different | thr ed to kill them both if they © RUB trom the way we'd been putting it| didn't keep on. oer 17 Jats Used Yearly! up, They—Hogan and his fireman “L kep’ ber goin,” said the Lrish 3 OF THE DU Page 296 MORE BEARS hemestead a mile east of Enum-| ADVENTURES OF THE Chive Roberts FFS SURE, HELL TO HAVE. A BAN RUM “He had cleared the spot where the little house stood and I told you how all by himself he began | the road that is now the McCicllan | Pass highway, and enough ground was cleared, or partly cleared, to have some pigs “Well, he and his partner were | eating thelr breakfast when they | heard a mighty commotion tn the back yard. | making an awful The mother pig was noise, and all | the baby pls were equealing as loud as over they could. “Father jumped up and eld, ‘Something's after that pig sure,’ jand the both ran with thetr guns to see what ft waa And what a aight! “The poor mother pig was gty- ing her bables their breakfast ty- ling on her side, as ple do, with | her eyes abut when out of the | forest paddied a great black bear, |and before the pig even mw ft, | the bear had seteed her with his strong teeth amd hi great claws and was tearing at her and drag- ging her from her bablea. | “Yea, the bear killed the good | old pig, bat before he got away | father shot him, so he got his pun- ishment.” ne TWINS Barton !more since he’s been enchanted, Mr. Robadil isn’t; he's @ right wicked |kna as the Robadl Jinn a clown?” i Nick, 80 surprised that he |could scarcely speak. “Yeu, indeed?!” answered the French poodle. ne funniest clown you ever saw. But Snitcher. help, and none of the other wizards | would do a thing, so he put him un der a spell.” “And are you enchanted?" | Nancy. “You're not wicked?” | “I hope not,” said the poodle, “Rut | \r patience sometimes, par- | | tleularly if the door i# left open and asked lose |the dampness takes the curl out of | my hair, But I’m enchanted just | the same. I'm fifty times as large as | I should be, and I can’t leave here I guard the rubies!’ he rubles!” “Yes, didn't you know? This ia| | the ruby-room!” And the poodle turn. Jed up the light man, “thinkin’ maybe Jonesy’ keep out of my way, or that at the lasht| I'd get a chanst to shut the ‘Sixteen | off an’ give her the brake, He kep’ mo fr'm doin’ it, and whin 1 saw the taillights, I pushed Johnnie {Shovel off an’ wint afther him be cause there was nawthin’ else to do Johnnie's back yondher a piece, wid a broken leg.” | Paper.” TTLE STAR Danny Advertises His Hair Cut WAVE LITTLE OR SOMETHNG Confessions of a Bride ed, 1971, by the Newspaper erprise Association THE BOOK OF MARTHA | THE DISTURBING THTRD | PERSON | Ann’s tmpulsive kindness caused the pitifal old creature on the bed) to give her a critical “once-over’ | and to ask “Which Lertmer t your hus-| band? | “Jim™ Ann proudty replied. | “Tho handsome aviator?” | Ann nodded. | “He's an invalld—I read tt tn a Then after a pause, “Lit Ue girl, you ought to be at home this minute taking care of him in 4 of fooling around me. What are you doing here when he needs! Coprrie! }you? And how on earth dif you get tnto jai?’ | Ann explained briefly that she | was pecking atmosphere for a a ma she was about to writa “Silty girl! Billy giri! You dan’t know your own heart, child! I'll bet there's a man, not your hus. band, somewhere in the back of your head, making you act like a little fooit | Ann did not recoflt she merety grimaced in her monkey fashion, and pulled apart the sections of an orange, handing them to Mado-| line, one by ona 1 The old woman pal no further | attention to ma I did not inter | ext her in the least. I suppose that is the usual penalty the good pay for their virtue. One is simply overlooked if one ts normal But the abnormal, like Ann, make a hit, Madeline percetved what 1 know weil—that little Ann Lori-| mer belonged to the destructive half of her sex. And she dared to my to Ann what I had only dared to think about her. I could have applauded Madeline, but she needed no encourngement. | “Now when I'm about to die, | life gets plain, some ways,” Made. line Marche rambled on, with! many pauses between her words “Mra. Jim Lorimer, quit your flirting! You're cheating —your-| self, as well as your man! Love Is| a farce—or love is not—just as you make St, my dear!" I heard all that she sald, al tho I appeared to be watching the two little girls who were playing with their dolls in the yard next to the hospital. M. ne’s volee tnd fallen to a whisper when she spoke again “Once I thought that I was drinking deep of life because 1 loved a man who lied to his wife for my sake. vain because I ruled him—another womun's husband! After awhile I found that his love for mo was no more sincere than his love for her! He lied to both of us! I was proud and I left him. He cried, I remember! The next man who loved mo lied to his for my sake! It was all ame. They wore all the same—the men who have made gineer, came up, and he pieced out Hogan's story. The wire to Ranxite had warned him that a erazy man was chasing him and over-runnin ignals, He had thought to side- track the chaser at the old “Y” vd that what he had stopped for Thereupon the three of us went|griping cathartics are ed from after the crippled fireman, and when | Dr, Edwards’ Olive ylets without we got back to the with him | grt ping, pain ot any disagreeable effects. it was all over. Collingwood had | br. F. M. Edwards discovered the | died with his head in Mrs, Shetla’s | formula after seventeen years of prac- lap, and the bor fagged out and|tice among patients afflicted with half dead as he must Nrve-heen, was | bowel and liver complaint, with the up and at work, getting the wreck | attendant bad breath. victima into our day coach, which Olive Tablets are purely a-vegetable had been ked up and taken| compound mixed with olive oil; you round to the other leg of the \ Just then Jones, the special’s en By ALLMAN on, vic! Come HERE IF You WANT TO iy CAN You Smeit IT WAS IT. A MAN'S BARBER- STAY OUT A Lire waite! IXSA SFASHELLE ( ou, USTEN To TH 4. mer ICA DANDY, | | THOUGHT OMY [ OCEAN- GEE, THERE! ALEK? Look ATALL aoe “MAT SOUNDS Live 4) UV AME “THAT HAD 4 , ( “THE COLORS on fr * SHELLS. A WHALE- ILL BET 2297 af ANYTHING Iris!! a Riese THE CRAZY QUILT By AHERN | HEY LARRY« You GET iS HEN mM THE WRONG GEAR* SHE LAID A NEST) FULL OF BOLTS! AFTER THIS. FEED TLLATIACH HER NETO“ MATIC "WOOING* STEEL SHAVING’ & MILKWEED® TWESE APPLES LOOK KIND OF RUSTY, BUT CAN GCELL'EM AS Russets! love to me! There was no truth} EVERETT TRUE By CONDO in what they offered me! They An MORNE: = thourht they were drink deep ' . ort To =_—_ of life—life—tife! They were only {IM SOING To Sect IM too atop to drinking deep of lies—their own| |YOU SOMETHING Ttepar ! See You Ny nd mine! =. [oo nd rybody cheated! murmured Ann “No! I never cheated! I swup- ped lies for lie | Suddenly Ann's voice shrilled in | a whisper “What's the matter with her, Jane? Look! What's the matter?” |. I looked-and touched the rub }ber bulb which summoned the nurse from her station in the hall And tien I drew the white sheet over the whiter’ face. | (To Be Continued.) BAD BREATH Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets Get at the Cause and Remove It Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets, the sub- stitute for calomel, act gently on the bowels and positively do the work. People afflicted with bad breath find |quick relief through Dr. Edwards’ Olive | }|!\\\\\\\\ |'Tablets. The pleasant, sugar-coated | |tablets are taken for bad Breath by jall who know them. | | Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets act gen- | |tly but firmly on the bowels and liver, |stimulating them to natural action, clearing the blood and gently purifying | the entire system, They do that whi dangerous calomel does without any of the bad after effects. All the benefits of nasty, sickening, MAAN . XXTSSSSSSSSS ~ JIT'CC ONCT TAKE Ae MOMENT TO SHOW You ISAMPLES HERE,AND AFTER You SCS THEM |Site HAVE YOUR ORPGR BEFORE You CAN |\SaY JAcK ROBINSON — \\ NYY JAcK ROBIN Sow Ith will know them by their olive color. | ~ to head for Portal City, @ontinucd Tomerrow) Jud note the ciflect. loc und Hc, Take one or two every night for a weel aasee" STAR WANT ADS BRING RESULTS