The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 3, 1921, Page 9

| were introduced omecessary to qnewer your | healthy children tl THURSDAY, MARCH Cynthia Grey Young Man Earning $25 per Week Would Mar- ry Girl With House; Of Which Is He Think- ing Most? Dear Miss Grey: My father died Fecently, leaving me alone and com fortably well off. I am 20 years old | and have been going with a young man the same age, This young man suggests that we marry and live in the home left me by my father, He | earns but $25 per week, and has no mon¢y laid by, but claims to have a! future where he ts employed. What do you think about him, Miss Grey, | and what would you advise me to do? ETHEL. | You seem to question the young man’s sincerity of purpose. Don't Marry him uniess you love him, and Rave complete confidence that he feves you for yourself, and not for Your property. You mult look to his| character instead of his earning abil tty. for en index of his power to Income Tax on Gambling Money Dear Miss Grey: Can losses sus- @ained in playing poker be deducted from income tax report? CARI No. But the money gained from Playing poker must be reported as) fecome } eee Ancestry Of Chicken Dear Miss Grey: From what wild Bird did the chickens of this country @ome from? What country ts the @hicken a native of? Who wore the first people to keep chickens and| what country did they live in? CQ Common fowls are supposed to ave originated in Southwestern Asia. Darwin believed all domestic fowls have sprung from a single species, the wild jungle fowl (gallus ban- Kiva), which still is found in jungles of India in the wild state. Fowts into China 1,400 Years B. C., and the Chinese consid ered the Indian region/ as their) source. They are also mentioned by Aristophanes between 400 and 500 B C., ond, it is said, are figured on Babylonian baked clay cylinders bde- | fween the sixth and seventh cen- turies, B.C. Mention of fowls is] @lso made in the writings of the| Greek and Roman authors. The old-| est American varieties are only 55| to 60 years oid. oe Income Tax J Dear Miss Grey: Do I have to pay income tax? I earned $1,403.55 Mast year. My father is dead and my | Mother does not work, I am 16 years old and I have an older) Drother working, but he did not even | @arn $1,000 last year. I have two younger brothers who are 13 and 14 years old, and go to school, | " and a sister, who is 9 years old My| brother and I give all the money we dust ‘earn to our mother, and we can earn enough to support the family. PUZZLED. ‘This case is very complicated and, | Gs you have not given all the details | inquiry fully, it can only be answered par-| tially. If both boys turn their money | 4n to their mother, and she acts as} head of the house, she is entitled to| $2,000 exemption as the head of the house, and also to $200 exemption for each child under 18 years, who is de- pendent on her for support. If one) of the boys is considered as head of | the family, he may claim the same | exemptions as the head of the house. There can only be “one head of the | Rouse.” If you will communicate) q0ith the Department of Internal Revenue, Federal Bldg, Third ave. and Union Street, they wii advise you. Dear Miss Grey: Please tefl me hhow long a guest should remain at} n afternoon teaand oblige, I. l. | This depends on circumstances. If the rooms are thronged, it is courte- ous to give way shortly to the new arrivals. If the assemblage t« @ gmall one, you may do your share fn making the time pass pleasantly by remaining. From one-half hour | to three-quarters of am hour ia a) happy medium. | BBY BORN ON PEACE DAY After Mother Had Been | Restored to Health by, Lydia E. Pinkham’s ‘egetable Compound jass.— ‘‘Forseven years trouble and such bear- ing-down pains J could hardly domy housework. The | Hj doctor ‘If you can ve another baby it might be the thing for you but I am afraid you | cannot.’ I began taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege- table Compound “ and my baby was born on ‘Peace Day.’ If women would only take your Vegetable Com- d they would have better bealth. always recommendit. Mrs. TRACY PATTEN, 2 Lincoln Ave., Salisbury, Mtn xperience of maternity should e ©: ce of materni not be sppmceree — careful | Bic: reparation, as it is impos- Pie for d wank, sickly wife 4 bring world. Therefore if a Woman is suffering from a displacement, backache, in- flammation, ulceration, bearing-down ins, headaches, nervousness or ‘the blues’’ she should profit by Mrs. Patten’s experience, take Lydia E. Pinkham sv table Compound and restored to health. Salisbury, M. Thad a female }got its name. Poor Man's Rock ny BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR Copyrteht, 1990, by Little, Brown & Co. Btarts on Page One) fon, the salmon swim tn vast schools across the end of Squitty. | They feed upen «fall fish, tiny darting «atoms of finny life that ewarm in countless numbers. Around Poor Man's Rock the tide sets strongly at certain stages of ebb and flood, The area immediately surromnding the Rock ts thi strewn with kelp, In these brown patches of seaweed the tiny fish take refuge from their restos en emy, the sWift agit voracious sal mon, For years Pagifie const salmon have been taken by net and trap. But even before the war came to |eend the price of linen-mesh net beyond most fishermen's pocket: | books, men had discovered that sal mon could be taken commercially by trolling Unes. From a ningle line over the stern. tt was but a logical step to two, four, mix lines spaced on slender poles boomed out on each side of a power launch once the fisherman learned that with this gear he could take salmor in open water. So trolling was launched. Odd trollers grew to trolling Meets. But power boats cannot tro! tn shallows, They cannot operate in kelp without fouling. So they hold jto deep open water and leave the} kelp and shoals to the rowboats And that is how Poor Man's Rock In the kelp that eur it and the greater beds that t Point Old, the small feed sought refuge from the salmon and the salmon pursued them there, The foul ground and the tidal currents that swept by the Rock held no danger to the gear of a rowboat troller. He could stop dead in a boat length if his line fouled. Only a poor man trolled in a row boat, tugging at the oars hour after hour without cabin, shelter from wind and sun and rain. But Poor Man's Rock had given many a man his chance. And bepause fore many years old men, men with lear pu " men with a rowboat, a few dollars, and a hunger for independ ence, had camped in Squitty Cove and fished around the Rock, the name had clung to that brown hum mock of granite lifting out of the tea at half tide. rounded fringed There were two or three rowboat | men who had fished the Cove al most since Jack MacRae could re member—there was an old withered Portuguese he knew tn a green dug out, Long Tom Spence rowing be hind the Portuguese, He picked out Doug Sproul among three others he did not know. Tt was all familiar to Jack Mac Rae. He looked for another tamil lar figure or two, without noting them. “The fish are biting fast for this time of year,” he r@lected. “It! a wonder dad and Peter Ferrara are) not out. And I never knew Bill Munro to miss anything like this.” He walked rapidly toward Squitty Cove. His objective tay at the Cove's head, a square house buflt of stout logs with a patch of ragged grass in front, and a picket-fenced area at the back in which stood apple trees and cherry and plum. all bare of leaf and fruit. Even from @ distance ft bore a homelike air. MacRae’s face light ened at the sight His step quick- ened. As he set foot on the lower step a girl came out on the porch. MacRae saw that her eyes were wet. “What's wrong, Dolty?™ he asked “Aren't you glad to see Johuny come marching home? Where's dad ‘Glad? she echoed. “I never was so glad to see any one in my life. Ob, Johnny MacRae, your father’s sick. We've done our bem but I'm afraid it's not good enough.” “Good Lord,” MacRae whispered, “ns bad ax that! What ts it?” “The flu,” Dolly said quietly “Everybody has been having it Old Bill Munro died in his shack a week ago.” “Has dad had « 4octor™ The girl nodded. “Harper from Nanaimo came day before yesterday. He left medicine and directions; he can't come again. Fie has more cases than he can handle over there.” MacRae stopped in the threshold. Thru a door slight ly ajar came the sound of stertort ous breathing» He had heard men in the last stages of from wounds breathe in that horri y distressed fashion He walked softly to the bedroom door, looked in, After a minute of ching hé drew back exhaustion silent w “I ne saw dad so thi nd odd. looking,” he muttered. “Why, his hair is nearly white. he been sick?” “Four days,” Dofly answered. “But he hasn't grown old and thin in four days, Jack. He's been going downhill for months. Too much work. Too much worry, also, I think—out there around the Rock morning at daylight, every evening tili dark, It hasn't been a g00d season for the rowboats.” MacRae didn't understand whyhis father should have to drudge in a How long has every trolling boat. They had always fished salmon, so far back as he could recall, but never of etark necessity. He nursed his chin in his hand and thought. He looked up at the girl at last “You're worn out, arent you, Dolly?” he said. “Have you been caring for him alone?" “Uncle Peter helped,” swered. “But I've worried, and I am tired It isn’t a very cheerful ing, is it, Jack?” MacRae got up euddenty. “T've got to do something,” he asserted. “There's nothing you can do,” Dolly Ferrara said wistfully. “You can't get a doctor or a nurse.” she an up and of course home-com stayed | short just with. | | DOINGS OF THE DUFFS OH T@4, 1 HAVEN'T ANY EGGS FoR. | |] BREAFAST = WONDER IF You’D ScooT OvER TO BAILEYS = MR. BAILEY BROUGHT ME Some. FRESH FROM THE COUNTRY BUT | FORGOT Jo cer ruem! ‘ar * AN By Mabel Cl Page AN AWFUL NIGHT Daddy looked quite solemn as he Paused in his story: lossness is the Cause of moat of | loose from the wot the accidents on the streets and in| sbaliow roots no longer abie to up- “Son, care-| traina, and everywhere,” Be mid, “and carciesanesn about that light house doorknob almost made the head lighthouse keeper a murder-| far below or—and a |] Easterbrook his life. | “After George had been several months In the service he was| wakened one wild night tn Jana | |] ary by the man who had kept watch till midnight George went | on duty then and was to wateh |] the dreary hours from midnight until morning. “He tumbled out of bed, put on Nghted hie lantern, and, closing the door behind him, | commenced tolling up the steep trail to the lighthouse tower. hia clothea, “Great howtin, rents, crawled him, | | | hind. | which and Out into }finger and the Charms in the Cave trunks |] across his path, for the wind was rain was falling in tor-| nd one of the worst storms | in years was playing havoc among | the spruce trees on the hillside. “Above summit swayed and groaned wild. ly aa the storm twisted them and |] beat them fogether. Sometimes be under, climbed over the fallen trees, “Hoe slipped on the wet rocks but under the side of the hill the fury of the wind did not stri was came to the unsheltered ridge that he got its full force. © him it the munlight | Nancy and Nick thru a small door lin the roof of the Cave of Diamonds which the goat showed them, leaving | the Box of Charms and thetr Map be- laid the pat cout young George | of trees lay trees on the sometimes he| only when he It was noonday and they were exactly on the Equator, She | had no shadow at all! crawted | “Aren’t you coming, too?™ asked |ither of you! Nancy, turning to the big green bull- | \frog which had been following | them. “Y-Yes, I suppose #0,” said the frog, reluctantly. (He wan really the Bobadil Jinn.) He was thinking how he could get back his Wishing Ring Nick had slipped off his own beside the rest of “Come along, ten,” said Nancy, | waiting for him. The at, you lknow, who was guardian of the Dolty sat resting her chin in oné| ajamonds, wished to find out wheth r | hand. held his peace until the Jack smoked a cigaret and\or not they were mortals, and they | labored | were all going out into the sunlight | breathing of the wick man changed|to gee who would or would not cast! a shadow. Only mortals do, it ts well to incoherent fragments af speech Dolly went to him at once. Mac- Rae lingered to divest himself of the brown overalls so that he stood known. Naney got thru at the sky anxiously first and looked Then she look forth in hig uniform, the #. A. F.|ed at the ground at her fect and gave iniform with the two black wirtgs|a little cry of joy ined to a circle on his left breast and below that the multi-colored ribbon of a decoration, Then went in to his father (Continued Tomorrow) Jc The Map was en tirely right. It was noonday and | lthey were exactly on the Equator. had no shadow at all! Neither Nick who took his place quick ide her, eeernk ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS by Clive Roberts Barton “ON THE EQUATOR” ee ARE You DOING, Grate 4 s * eland 301 “Now and then a giant tree, twisted beyond endurance, tore ground, its bold ite weight, and would crash down into blackness at bin right and strike with a resounding thud lantern Nebted his path e than a if and only the dim glimmer of the salt coated Nght could be seen thru the blacknews. The rain beat in his face and the wind howled and tore at him. “it was @ night to take the heart ard ahead out of an abie-hodied seaman— much less a stripling 17 years old, “After a time there came a lull tm the storm, and a rift in the clouds which showed a dim, watery moon, made tt forsidie to see the trail to the tower. “George started on a run, trying to take advantage of the quiet and the light, but he had not gone |) a dozen yarda before the sto burst again. I was thrown on his faoa, him up like a gul was jerked hand and burted tito the ea “It seems a miracle that the boy 4id not follow the lantern into the abyss, but by crawling and grop- ing his way, tying flat at times, and at, times staggering to his t, nf finally reached the door, knees ews | owed f, and his lantern from his feet down 300 | | foe felt for the knob and let him- elf in. ‘Safe? Little did he know—* « (To Be Continued) 2 | ‘The, goat then appeared. “Well, well, well,” said he, looking at the ground in surprise. “You are enchanted, aren’t you? I might have known it without putting you to so No shadow at all, Come right Into my cave again and continue: your jour ney Im peace and safety. I'll give you letters to all my enchanted ends.” much trouble. where's the frog? cried fancy get the fellow out into the would be exclaimed the goat unlight, broken at once, “Where (To Be Continued) FRECKLES? | bottles again, She knew that if they could | YOU CAN SEE THROUGH "THE KITCHEN DOOR WINDOW IF MRS, BAILEY {5 UP- RING THE BELL~ Look BEFORE You | << - Confessions of a Bride Copyrighted, 1921, by the Newspaper Katerprise Aspoctation THE BOOK OF MARTHA WHEN A WIFE DOUBTS Martha would have to divorce Evan, I told myself, as I folded the paper and placed it on the table at | | | the head of my husband's bed. “Divorce! That meant giving up | one-half of one’s family and a certain part of one’s social connections! It meant making a new place for one’s! small self in @ large and hostile world! Altho divorce might brin freedom from tyranny to some wo mon, for me it could only spell isola. | tion and desolation. I'd rather live! in Bob's house as a hand-maid than live in @ palace which he never en- | tered! | Rob was sleeping an only the ex-| I filled the hot water | pulled the bidnkets «nugty over his shoulders, tucked! them close about his feet, and hov: ered over him as @ mother over a sick child or as a loving wife over a| husband—when they have quarreled! I knew that I ought to go away and perntit Bob to sleep off his fa tigue, nevertheless I longed to waken | him, just to hear him say that he| loved me, and only me | Once I would have done just that. | Once I would have believed in the sincerity of his reply. But as things stood between us that morning my! reason prevailed over my emotions. Between his kisses, even in his em- brace, a doubt which was justified, a] detestable doubt which lurked in| nome dark recess of my mind, would | burst into form, I was suffering tortures because | of that doubt whfle Bob was aleeping | haunted can. serenely. So differently did our quarrels affect us. | Rob ought to suffer, too, I told} because he had planted the in my soul, be- | myself. seed of my cause he was responsible for the tor- | ment which paralyzed all the natural | coquetry in me. . Most devoutly I desired to be re leaned from my suspicions, but I knew that I would continue to donbt, no matter how passionately Bob | might make love to me, unless he} stopped going around with Katherine Miller. E misery Ibly I was petty, perhaps I Circumstantial Evidence On THERE You are! I'VE BEEN LAVIN’ FoR. By ALLMAN LET ME EXPLAIN! (een ‘To ! “THE JUDGE THE BIRD “THAT'S WORKIN” THIS NEIGHBORHOOD! We're Afraid He Expects Too Much From Rabbits WELL-You DONT AEED ‘Yo Laucy ALEK SANT was entirely wrong, but at any rate I was distinctly true to the impulses and emotions of my sex and my state | as a married woman, | 1 Joved my husband for a thousand reasons. He was handsome, strong, clever, the spirit of integrity, in everything except love, He was reo- | reant to no trust in the world ex- cept that which I placed tn him. On second thought, I revised that verdict. He was as faithless to Kath- erine Miller as he was to me! He was absolutely faithless to the best in himself, That Is a penalty the polygamous can never eseaipe. (To Be Continued) LIVING 10 That’s What a Seattle Woman Says of Her, Condition Since Taking Tanlac—Is Now in Per- The Intensive System of piano study takes drudgery out of. plano practice, develops technique from interesting pieces affords highest training for con centration and memory, gives delight and confidence in per forming before. others, bring splendid results to both young and adult pupils. Regular month ly studio recital for the boys’ and girls’ cls ‘ A. W. 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