The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 1, 1921, Page 11

ynthia Grey a Newly-Wed Continues Keeping Company With hte — ~ It and Writes Girl. Dear Miss Grey: I was martied Bearly six months ago to a man | Ps led fully, But now I find he has He ts a traveling man, I got pame of this girt and wrote her Qnewered that tt was the truth the affair would stop, now that fnows him to be marrted. Tam so miserable that I would to end my life, Please advise how to make him be true to me? shall I act when he comes ? Shall I tell him I know about or act as tho nothing had hap d YOUNG WIFE. wl de dest to tell your hus . dbeoaw girl, if she keeps her word, will Rim. Your knowledge of this Gt this time, may be the one io needed to make your husband the gravity of his conduct Raa, perhaps carciessly, kept up @cquaintance of girls he knows Phe towns he visits, without in ing them of his marriage. Bhow your husband you can for Rita this time, dut you are im earnest that there second offense. ar ay plo nt for Alaska Railroad Dear Miss Grey: Could you gtve ‘Me Alaska government railroad? ¢ MARY. | Got. F. Mears, Alaskan Engincer A Commission, Anchorage, Alaska L “ee gin Phrase fe Dear Miss Grey: Wil you kindly , in the phrase, “The Unspeak | @ble Turk”? ut. ) This expression came tnto genera! @uring the Bulgarian agitation 1876, on its appearance in pud letter of Carlyle’s te George é, member of parliament November 24: “The wnspeak Turk should be immediately out of the question, and the left to honest Europeae nce.” It was not the first time, ver, that Carlyle had made use i In 10h, pearly 50 years be- in the éstminster Review, 29, tn an article on the Nidelun- Lied, since reprinted in his “Mis- " he makes mention of “that Snepcatadle Terk, —_— Machabdel.” Sailor Can File on Homestead _ After Discharge “= Anes oy Dear Miss Grey: Can a man in navy file on a homestead, and enlistment be counted on homestead? If not al te fila in there any way to elatm on land to hold until tn finished, and then prove on same? SAILOR, homestead division of the gen- thet 6 man in on @ homestead mily live om tf not. lischarged from the be given credit for eding two years, on mestead claim, ae ue iif itil Uv. & Pan-American Union states lexice City does not have Mexico City in a federal set apart from the rest of Mexico, a2 Washington is in the Dis- _brict of Columbia. For administra- purposes this district is further 13 municipalities, of ts H j i i Fireless Cooker Miss Grey: Some time ago printed directions for making a cooker, a friend told me. She @id4 not save them, and I was not a weader at that time Would ft be asking too much to ask you to tell me how to make one? Thanks NEW READER. Use @ tin com with a lid that will old soapstone and cooking vessel Procure @ bor that will provide epace. Into the bow place the can, filling underneath and around sides with dry earth, Nail heavy boards on top. Around edges fill in with mortar Kenife; fil all open spaces, thus pre- @enting the escape of heat. Leave space over can for lid to pen. Make outside lid of heavy Board, lined with papers and oilcloth, you have tt. j Pack papers carefully between lids, | greventing escape of heat. If one trons also, A CLEAR COMPLEXION —Most Women Can Have Says Dr. Edwards, a Well-Known Ohio Physician Dr.F.M. Edwards for 17 years treated Scores of women for liver and bowel ail- ments. During those years he gave to his patients a prescription made of a Girl Friend in Another} City—Wifey Learns of going with a girl tn another! any information as to who has/ of hiring the engine men for made of water and earth, uring a) soapstone ts not enough heat, use hot | Ruddy Cheeks—SparklingEyes than haif a grin. | TUESDAY, MARCT! 1, 1921. The Wreckers by Francis Lynde (Copyright, 1980, by Chartes Serth- mere Bone) (Continaed From Yesterday) Just as I was taking the last sen jtence Mr. Ripley and Rilloughby joame in, and Mr, Noroross took them beth into the third room of the suite and shut the door, An hour later when the door opened id they came out the bess was summing up the new orters to Billoughby: “There's & lot to do, and you have my author ity to hire all the help you need See the bankers yourself, personally and get them to interest other local |duyers along the line, the more of them, and the smaller they are, the | better, I'll take care of Portal City, | myself, I've had Van Britt on the wire and he is taking care of the employes—yea, that goes as it lies, | and is a part of the original plan; every man who works for P. 8. L. roing to own a bit of stock, if we ave to carry him for ft and let him pay 4 dollar a week. More than that, they shall have representation on he board tf they want it. And while you're knock! out, take time to how these C. § & W. folks how they can climb back Into the saddle. Red Tower ts down and out, now and they can keep it out if they eee | 1 suppose I might rttte this olf |type-machine of mine indefinitely and tell the story of the financial fight that filled the next few days and Mr. Ripley and bankers and prac. } tically everybody together all along the Short Lir nd sprung the big plan upon them, which was nothing jose than the snapping up, on a tum. | bling stock market, of the opportun. | ted to them of owning ac y owning in fee simple their own railroad, the buying to be ty now presen fone quietly thru Mr wick's okers In Chicago and N rk. There wan some opposition and Jangiing end seesawing back and | forth, of course, but t |led by the Mo land then, pretty ble was to rank and file among buying P. SL. the New Yorkers would catch on and | run the price up. They didn’t catch on after it was Mr, Chadwick wired that we were na everybody | soon, id; after which the only trou. keep people—our own them — from Common so fast that ~net anti! and the minute from Chicago | the strike went | ff, as you might say, between two minu and Mr. Noreros# called a | Meeting of stockholders, the same to be held—t your heart!—in Portal City, the thriving metropolis of the region in which, counting Mr. Chad | wick in as one of us, a good, solid voting majority of the stock wne| now held. The Mow’ cer printed | the call, and it spoke of the railroad | as “our railroad company The meeting was held in due time, | and Mr. Chadwick was there to pre. | side, He made a cracking good | chairman, and the way he dilated on the fact that now the country—and | the employes—had a rallrond of their own, and that the whole nation | would be looking to see how we} would demonstrate the problem we bad taken over, actually brourht cheers—think of It; cheers tn a rail road stockholders’ meeting. Following Mr. Chadwick's talk there was the usual rontine bus! ness; reports were read and it was shown that the Short Line, notwith standing all the stealings and mi» managerM@ints, wag still a good roing | proposition at the price at which it had been bought ff. A new boarf of @rectprs was chosen, and as soon a the new board got together, Mr. Nor crons went back to his office In the headquarters, not as general man ager, this time—not on your life! hut as the newly elected president of the Pioneer Short Line. And by the same token, the first official circular that came out—a copy of which I sent, tied up with a blue ribbon, t Maisle Ann—read like this: “To An Employes: | “Pttective this day, Mr. James ¥ Dodds is appointed Aanistant to the President with headquarters in Por tal City. “GQ. NORCROSS, President.” | ‘That's all; all bot a little talk be. | tween the boss and Mr, Upton Van Britt that took place in our office on the day after Mr, Van Britt, still kicking about the hard work that | the bors was always piling upon him, had been appointed general manager. “You've made the riffle, Graham- just as T paid you would.” said our | own and only millionaire, after he had got thru abusing the fates that wouldn't let him go back East and play with his coupon shears and his yachts and polo ponies. “You're go. | ing to be the biggest man this side of the mountains, sega) ol and the day inn’t #0 very far off, either.” It was just here that the bons got out of his chair and walked to the other end of the room. When he came back It was to say: | “You think I have won out, Upton. and #0 does everybody else, I sup. powe it looks that way to “he man |in the street, But I haven't, you know. I have lost the one thing for h I would gladly give all the businens success I have ever made or hope to make.” Mr. Van Britt's #mfle was more | | “It isn't lost, Graham; t's onty gone before. Can't you walt a de cent little while?” “If I should watt all my life ft | wouldn't be long enough, Upton,” | wan the reply. “What yon raid to |me—that time when we Tirat spoke of Collingwood—was true. You said she loved the other man—and #0 she well-known vegetable ingredients i with olive oil, naming them . Edwards’ Olive Tablets. You wil them by their olive color. are wonder-workers on liver and bowels, which cause a action, carrying off the waste poisonous matter in one’s system if you have a pale face, sallow look, | eyes, pimples, coated tongue, head. a listless, no-good feeling, all out aia.” This time Mr. was a whole grin | “1 said it, and IN my ft again She didn’t realize it or admit it, even to herself, you know; sh and clean-hearted for anything like that. But I could see it plainly enough, and so could everybody else the two people most nearly | I didn't mean Howle Col Van Pritt's smile too good except concerned Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets—th2 suc- cessful substitute for calomel—now and then just to keep them fit. 15¢ and 2 & low window-sil jhe was looki varn.” At this the bom whtried short around and tramped to the other end | of the room again, standing for quite | a little while with one foot on the} and making out like down at the traffic clattering along in Nevada avenue |one little year, can't you, Graham?" | shivering. But I'l bet a quarter he never saw la «ingle wheel of it. When he came | | back our way his eyes were shining | and he put his hand on Mr | Britt's shoulder, With Cuticura “It ought to have been yon, Uppy,” Esser crt Sry Ointroont Tala) of Ontieers} he eaid, dropping back to the old col ‘=. Miiden Maas. ona every whore — lege nickname. “You're by long odds THE SE HUH, Sue"S Gor THAT WRONG - THIS NEW STEMOGRAPHER 1S ' THIS LETT CERTAMIN “TE LIMeT® IT.MR NUT MISS. HAP,You HAVE THE MAN'S NAME WRONG ON ATTLE STAR She Was All Prepared WELL, | DON'T” Know MUCH ABOUT ER-You HAVE MECHANICS , SiR! T AND IT SHOULD bE. me Bor! Baby BROTHER. ae. * * ¥ OP A 3 s * Cleland J Page 299 THE WHEELBARROW TO THE RESCUR “Well, anyway,” sighed Peery.) pretty dark, tho not quite enough “I'm giad as gtad, to be black. Une didn't be dead when she did| tall down tn the trap door, aren't you, Davie *"Course I am.” David answer. ed, “only, only—I get all mixed) up in my mind Princess Ange “I wae oti a bit of a stranger and was not wholly used to the terrors of the wildernons, #o that every new adventure had extra thrills for ma, “This night Tm telling you | about, I recall how cold my hands I felt |im my cheat as we hurried over “You know I told you, tt seema| felt and ho wrort of gaspy ‘s & there werent any sure | the trail. eh eet EN ele “As we pamed a clearing we genre Just get afralé of hinge}. is « vicisns enett at « deb "Member, Mra. B, the time you were so frightened about the white! not very far behind ua thing that followed and followed | you and you found ont ft was only two white oxen? And how the! bears all Just alunk off? “But ‘cept the one that @4 kil the mother pig, you know, interrupted. “You, David, there was many a . low and out rushed an angry bull “All other terrors were forgot ten. We had bat one thought—to run ti we could get tnside that neighbor's hous, for while there Was a sort of fence about It, there ” PEERY | was no gate and nothing to save us from the maddened brute “Our feet Mew over the ‘ound danger that was real; it's only an| oO ‘ogditege gi x and we reached the fence bt occasional one which proved to be - widltes ee yard or two ahend of the animal nothing at all,” said Mra. R. |and dashing ‘round the wheelbar. “One night, I think it was that row which stoo@ in our way, rush same winter when the oxen fright od toward the house, ened us, we came very, very near meeting an awful death , | “Mr. Bull dashed not around “We four children, who made| but head on inte the wheelbarrow most of ovr little Journeys thru) &nd got so tangled up in It that we made the door. “Only the good olf wheelbarrow ng a Uttle and| was a total wreck.” Reerae ADVENTURES the forest together, were going to spend the evening with a neigh-| bor, It was rai “Well, look who's here!” a vpice greeted them, After leaving the Room of Emer.) myself I could turn tnside out. alds which was guarded by the whit cockatoo, the twins unlocked another | door which led directly into the Room | of Diamonds goat. ‘They were stil tm the Cave of | that neither he nor Nancy could ke Geme under the earth, their eyes open more than a seco As the door swung open the green | ®t a time bullfrog, which had followed them all the way from the Sleeping Pool, kept clone at their heels | Nick clutched hin Box of Charms, and Nancy held onto their precious “Are you enchanted, too? ask This was guarded by a| Nick, blinking hard, for the lig Snatch enchanted me no I cou watch this part of the secret pansag rtals are r You are not mortals, are you?* . I've tried tt, but it never works, i@1 did learn tricks in a cireus. from the diamonds was #0 dazzling | so t allowed here at all, OW,MISS HAP, JUST A MINUTE Alek Is Very Careful About His Brother! = a PLEASE LEAVE ANLO HERE With Si eeteE WALDO STAYS 50 CLOSE WO BITTY NO ONE ELSE HAS A CHANCE BUT {La CUT HIM Our, 1Lt SERENADE HER IN THE WEE SMALL HOURS OF \ THE NIGHT! | Confessions of a Bride by the Mewepaper Awsoctation Copyrighted, 1921, | THE BOOK OF | MARTHA | 7 | & COINCIDENCE AND A BAD CHOICE ‘The bitzzard delayed my trip home I had « bigt-power car, well equip ped with chains, and I pounded my path inch by inch, thru the deepen Lewd ing snow. I was feeling much elated over my own good luck as I ed slowly toward the curve where the boulevards country and city oA. And there I beheld mine enemy tn Katherine filer was And thru the thick vei] of falling mow, 1 per 1 Mr. Robert Lor mer by her side, so occupied tn ad Vining ber that he did not see his wife For a stngte moment, I considered doing the decent human thing. I had the better car, I would offer the distrensed ones my b ality. But bow would Yeuter@ay morning, been pals and lovers | that swift flash in recognition tn the | hotel—what were we? For whom had he been waiting there? Katherine Rob greet me? he and I had ‘Today—after OF THE TWINS ee rere by Clive Roberts Barton BD | and o certain unbappy memory mace |me pass the handsome closed |quickly, It was at Chang Foo's or |a few months wince, that I had come upon Bob drinking cocktalls with the tawny tiger girl could tak care of themselves tn the storm! I pushed on thru three miles of Lorimer gates- and then stalled between them. A mechanician, on the lookout for the Lorimer machines, hurried from the garages. “Some storm, Mrs. Lortmert Yours | fs the first ear to come in” He grinned his approval, “And I guess it will be the only one tonight!* “1 "t any of the men sent out an 8, O. 8.2" I asked. “They can't, ma'am! wires are all down! ‘That bit of information made me The phone much colder than my nerve-rack jing auto trip. I scolded myself: “What a fool you are, Jane Lort- | mer! You've simply handed your husband over to her! What a foot you are! In| Why had I #0 pervernely left my | precious husband with my rival in "| front of Chang Foo's? It might prove ed} a welcome refuge to the scheming ht | young woman, I surmised. Tt was safe, for Bob couldn’t phone me ep and I couldn't call Bob! nd} My little home was warm and cozy. my dinner was rendy, but I could not “Yeu,” nodded the goat. “Snitcher. | force myself to eat nd Map. “L0'm afraid we are,” answered | “Well, look who's here? a voice | Nancy. “How can we tell?” )} ene greeted them, without any regard| ‘The goat looked thoughtful. “Have whatever for gramr “A boy, alyou a pin?” he asked after a mo-| girl, a frog, a mysterious box, and a|ment’s meditation, roll of papers This in certainly one| The little girl found one tn her of my good days, I get no tired of | dre: the better man. When—when do|the gont you think I might venture to take a|you are mortal; if not, little run across to New York?" lehanted, Try it on yourself, yo At that, Mr. Van Britt laughed |brother, and your green friend out loud. “Ho! hot he anid. “1 mppore 1 t to my m year. You can walt | command rick your fineer,” go.” “Oh, no, please? berged the fro “Ien’t there @ better w the | than that? (To Be Contthned.) ou “Not on your life?’ raxped bom. And then: “I'll tell you what I'll do; I'l! compromine with the pro prieties, or whatever it ts that you're But that’s the limit Umitt’ And so it waa, THE END, 7 the absolute | celibacy For Good Apple Pie go to Boldt ~-Advertisement, “If warm red blood flows, you're en. | Jany of you have red blood; out you “ In Germany, 18 per cent of the Van | insisting on, and make it #ix months. |marriageable women are doomed to ed ut It of, 1y cs BETTY AND HER BEAU Ant THERES THE MS F Tha wae ™ MOUSE - SHE MUST BE AEEPING - HER NOW ‘WITH GENTLE | music ‘3 Fe a r~ \ 15D FD OUT WHAT WS TO CARRY bel OLD: PAIR OF SHOES BE CARRIES A COUME PHONOGRAPH RECORDS, A WAFFLE: (ROW, AND A PACK OF HOTEL If Bob Katherine at the restaurant, and! walk home. 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