The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 22, 1921, Page 9

TUESDAY, MARCH 22, 1921. vol SBC ynthia Grey | Brunettes More Sensitive} Than Blondes, Is Rea- son More of Them Leave Home, Says One 4 of Them. Dear Miss Grey: I have been fol: owing up letters on the sudject of more brunettes disappear blondes,” with a great deal of There were several people about | explanation of this ts that have a much truer nature blondes. Blondes have proven Deyond doubt to be of a nature, Brunettes give, while taka A brunette takes te heart more than a blonde. & brunette is hurt, her true ts deeply grieved. while a Would pass !t up with a fickle ot would not attribute the caus of bie as “Interested” does, their having quicker tempers and more emotional than blondes, as my own experience brunettes outnumber two blondes in keep- thelr temper. I have worked and I know it to be a are hard to get along control their tem- BRUNETTES WHO HAS NOT LEFT HOME, lasue of “Good Housekeeping.” jig well worth reading. and will an “eyecener” to some of the ts of today, as to the appalling of giris, Both bionde and Sa u iil sefs Halle ial A Bachelor Husband BY RUBY M. AYRES Copyright, 1921, by W. J. Watt & Co. (Starts on Page One) asked abruptly, “No, of course, T know you haven't, Well, why not look upon me as a sort of bie brother?" His eyes were upon her again; kind eyes they were beneath their shaggy brows. “Thank you; I don't want a | brother.” They went up to the hotel allently. now and a smartly dressed woman }with red hair, to whom Feathers rather tnsolently as they passed. “In that one of Chris’ friendst* Marie asked with an effort when they were out of hearing. “Chris knows her,” waa the reply. “She is Mra, Heriot.” Chris came toward them with a batch of newspapers in his hands. He looked at his wife with faint em- barrasament Young Atkins joined them almost immediately and attached himself to Marie, “We're going to bathe presently,” he said. “You'll come, too, won't yout Marie looked at her husband, but he was talking to someone else, and she answered hurriedly. “Oh, yes, I'll come of course! What time are you going?’ “We generally go about half.past ten-——before the crowd gts down. We'll take a boat out if you're sure you can swim.” She laughed. “Why, of course I cant It was a perfect morning. Young Atkins called to her from & diving stage a little distance out, and she dived into the water and swam out to him. She ought not to have come out so far—eudden pantie closed about her heart—she tried to call to the boy ahead of her, but a little wave broke tm her face and carried her voice away, She thought that she screamed—ahe was quite sure that she screamed aloud in terror before someone, put out the sunshine and blotted éut the wortd, leaving only miles and railes of clear, green water inte which she sank slowly down. CHAPTER IV Chris Lawless came back Into the hotel lounge almost as soon as his wife and young Atkins had left it He looked quickly around for Marie. frown, and his guze fell upon Feath- ers, yawning behind his paper. Chris went up to him. “Where's Marier “She went out just new with At kins. I heard them say something about a swim.” Feathers rose and threw down his paper. He knew to which beach Marte and Atkins had gone, and he saunter. e@ slowly along tn that direction. ‘There was a good deal of laughter and chattering and screaming going om amongst the girls and women im the water, and he watched them ‘with a sort of amused contempt. And then af at once & change came over the whole scena = From Uehthearted frivolity it seemed to turn to panic and fear. Feathers knew instinctively what had happened. He kicked off hie shoes at the sea, wading until the depthe took him off his feet, and then swimming - | ati 5 43 rongty. id the New Thought in Seattle. Thank A STRANGER. says Douglas Fairbanks’ fas previously married one child, making Doug ther. Will you advise D. AND D. The ORGS te Dovglas Fairbanks gon by his former marriage. JOHNSON SAYS ~ RESULTS WERE A BIG SURPRISE Declares He Doesn't Feel Like the Same Person Since , Taking Tanlac fell, sir, {t's actually astonish- me g004 Taniac has done me,” @aid A. Johnson, Umatilla Hotel, Spokane, well known miner and tor. years I had catarrh in my head which finally became so bad it got in bad shape, and I was going down hill p: fest. 1 came to Spokane seve Months ago for the change in cli Mate, hoping it wouls help me, but I seemed to be beyond the stage Became very weak and lost weight rapidity. 1 was eating little more than enough to keep soul and body together and was not sleeping well at all. I had fierce headaches and my back would break in two, I had @ome to the conclusion if I didn't get an overhauling soon I would mot be here much longer. “A friend suggested that I take bottles and the medicine certainly has helped me wonderfully, Why, I don't feel like the same man, it Just looks ike I can’t get enough tO satisfy this appetite of mine and jeep like I did when @ child, Ali I am just brimful of new life and energy. 1 tan honestly recommend Tuniac for what it, ha» done for Stores, ¢, and Brooks & fon, Kennydale—Advertisernent, where any climate could help me. I | wulfered #0 with lumbago I thought | ch | Tanlac, and 1 bought a couple of| gains and aches are gone and) Taniac ts 2014 by the Bartell Drug | A boat waa circling round and the diving board. A youth in a wet bathing sult was bending tow over its bow, searching the smooth witer with terrified eyes; when he caught sight of Feathers he broke into ago- nized worda: ¢ © © Oh, for God's saker him oft. He dived again and again, desper- | vain search for the drowning girt. And then a sudden wild shout went up from the crowds on the | beach, Young Atkins looked up, not daring to hope, and there, in the sen, only a few yards from the boat, the rough, dark head of Feathers ap peared above the smooth water, swimming strongly with one arm, and supporting a «mall, helpless ob- ject with the other, “Beauty and the beast!” some one whispered as the tall, ugly man wad- @4 ashore with the girl's limp body in his arma, ‘There was @ doctor amongst the crowd, anf a little group closed | about her, chafing her iimbs, work | ing her arms up and down, frantical- ly trying to beat the life back Into the inert little body. Feathers asked hin a harsh ques Feathers rome to hie feet. “I'll go on and tell her husband.” Ho went into the hotel across the garden, and thru a side door, his dripping clothes leaving Uttie wet marks all the way. He met one of | the porters in the paswage. The man | stopped with a gasp of dixmay. “Good heavens, sir! Haag there been an accident?” “Yon; one of the ladies here, a Mra. | Lawless, put who's all right now, Can you find her busband for me? | He's probably in the writing room. Do you know him?” “Oh, yen, air; but © ¢ | “Well, clear off and fetch him, | the Ym all right—don’t make a fuse. They're bringing her here, Hurry, man, hurry! Hie was back in a moment with ris, Feathers explained in a few words. | depth, or got cramps, or something | but she’s all right, She had @ nasty re, tho, Ite all right; they're bringing her along.” not lying to me!” he gaid, hoarnely. | “Bhe's not—dead?” Feathers laughed. “Good Lord, man, no! I tell you It’@ all right She's probably back in the hotel by thia time; y 1 better go and eee for yourself.” crept away up to his room and, peeled off his sodden clothes, (Continued Tomorrow) THE SEATTLE STAR /WELEN, DID You ReaD \f ATEMENT 6Y A DOCTOR, HOW TO CURE A WEADACHE |bowed formally, atared at Marie} GO AND TELL FOECKLES OUR GOAT IS LOOSE - THE MAQSWAL ARRESTING Now tn thie Ol4 World village far acrosa the sea, people had other customs and habits than the customs and habits ef America, even in the year 1565. And in Frank’s home, as tn af the homes of bis village, there stood in the kitchen a great wood. em tub, into which the family put the fresh water as they brought it from the town well af evening time. Every housewifs, ef course, was careful to keep it fresh and sailing for America,” he answered, sleepity, and continued to splash. “You should be spanked,” she 4, shaking him well, “for spoil- ing mama's water.” But his father mid softly: “Zt It ts hie Gream. Day and night it te in his heart, so that tn his aleep he still dreams of ‘ealling to America.’ ” ‘Two years went by and Frank wae 14 years old, and the kind father, who understood him and his dreams, died, and the boy had to care for his mother and the five younger children. He talked but Uttle ef his plan and grew aflent about the great country over the sea, but in his heart he never gave up the idea of gving. He would wait. When he was 16 an older friend plead with him té run awny and leave his mother and the children and carry out his be But Frank thought of his father who was dead, and ot how the father had trusted to him the care of the family, and he set his teeth and sald: “Go on. It te right that you go now. As for me, I shall go, but now I am needed here.” (Te Be Continued) But Marte was not in the lounge. | He looked around with a alight| the boy alone Se one night when afl the heum should have been still, Frank’s mother was awakened by hearing & mighty eplashing tn her water tub, “What is itt she asked ber husband. “What can be in my fresh water tub?t™ Supping out of bed and into the kitchen as quietly as posstble, they saw « strange sight. There on his knees was Frank, waving hie arms back and forth, back and forth in the cold water, bis} eyes fast closed and he, himself, sound asleep. “Frank?” called his mother, “what are you doing? “I'm sailing for America, I'm water's edge and dashed into the! round helplessly some way beyond! “Feathers! For God's sake!) She's| gone! Mra. Lawless! She screamed | and I tried to get toher. © * © 1) was too late, and she went down, * © © It must have been @ cramp| —she was a)] right a moment before. | } He dived from the boat to his! friend's side, but Feathers shook | ately swimming under water in a| She hopped right onto one of them. Nancy held Kicky-Kang tenderly) strong tail, like you've seen aschool.| Were undertaking more than your boys do on the corner fireplug on|#hare. You were trespassing on your their way home from school. Flippety-Flap started “Excuse | me," very politely to Mra. Kangaroo, quickly whispered something, first Into Nancy's stnall ear, and then in her arma while his mother, Mrs, and FUppety-Flap, |fairyman, put on the boxing gloves. Nick stood by to referee the fight. “My! amiled Mra. Kangaroo, hap- pily. “Thin tw like old timent like the cireus T used to be In. Bobadil, and al! the people laughed and clapped their hands Fiippety-Piap, I'm ready.” Nancy and Nick laughed when Mrs. Kangaroo held up her hands and made passes at the fairyman. She stood on her hind legs and lean- ed back comfortably on Doctor Praises Eczema Remedy ‘The cure of Skin diseases (eezema) and diseases of 0" ody that ie entirely de: ease; that is D. Pa nodded nnderstand- ingly, and knelt to nee if their Magic Green Shoes were seoure, and Nancy took a firmer Ho felt like a ball of silk in little Well, the fight began, and it was & wonderful fight. ny dears, that Mra. Kangaroo ts fa fous for her boxing, and she oon had Flippety-Flap huffing and puff. ing for breath, 1 must tell you, “Mra. Lawless got out of her| Chris went dreadfully white, He} utched his friend's arm. “You're | Come tm and thing about wha tion has accom ished in your own money baek un- as a wink, Filppety-Map ie Fetievos you, S6e, wished himaelf back in CireusTand, | and, of course, Mra. Kangy had to Bat Chrix had gone before he had | finished speaking, and Feathers | Nancy and Nick followed in their Green Shoes with Kicky.Kang safe between them. (To Be Continued) DPD. Aree Dieses of a Bride Coprrigh 19tt, by the Newspaper Risterpries’ Aesetation THE BOOK OF MARTHA VIRTUE NOT A VENER Martha an abandoned wife? 1 couldn't think of her as wearing that abused label. Only superficial ac quaintances would pity her because she had failed “to hold her husband.” According to my way of thinking, Martha's husband was the one to pity. He had lost everything which gives a deep meaning to a man's life when he abandoned his child, bis) home, his reputation, his place in hin community. Evan had thrown down! the permanent values which he had) acquired by years of endeavor for) the transient flattery of a pretty| girl's inane emile! He had sold him self at a bargain price! | But Martha, womanlike and wife | Uke, blamed herself because she bad) not been able to reform her husband. | She refused to see her friends, | neglected her profeasion. One might |have fancied that she was dying of herself il] hecause love had died. I am sure that she seldom thought ot the freedom which her husband's! conduct had opened for her. | It waa for the moral catastrophe | which had overwhelmed the father of | her child that Martha Palmer lost! flesh and color. She waa appalied by | the tragedy which had overtaken | him. It was the supreme tragedy of & human soul, Martha became so deepondent that | finally Mother Lorimer invited her to | make us a visit.» We planned to| make her forget. But we couldn't keep Daddy Lorimer from advising | her: “Buck up, Marte! Some men not worth the tears you women waste on ‘em! Daddy stopped abruptly and turned a swift half-glance toward his wife. There were years in daddy's past to which he and his wife never referred. Dear mother knitted on de lberately, as if there were no ghosts haunting the recesses of her mind, and daddy turned to Martha again: “Remember what I told you months ago, Marte? I anid, ‘Make your husband suppert you? You were a considerate, thrifty little wife from the beginning, never extrave- gant, never fretful, always set on|!! doing your share at home. When you went to work for money you husband's rights, my dear. Remem- ber that I told you that Evan, like every other husband, expected to support you when he married you? I warned you not to release him from his job, Well, you didn’t mind mer’ “No—but I would—could 1 try again’ Mot ler Lorimer dropped her neodies and put her arms around the younger woman. “Don't ever reproach yourself, dear,” she said. “It would have ended just the same way. I'm nota fatalist, I'm only saying that you can’t veneer virtue onto anybody's character, Character is resistance to evil, “A wife can make it easy for a But something else was happening | rascal to follow the right » but besides a boxing match, The fairyman’s enormous were getting shoen more enormoun, They were spreading out over the frassy plain like two large platforms, | Kangaroo never noticed, and first thing you know she hopped “STUDY WITH AN-EXPERT |3 ~AT Business lege : OTHERS FRIEND For. Expectant’ Mothers Useo By Taree Genenarions, ParTs toe BOOKLET o# MOTHERNOOD ane BABY, ren PeswrinL REOULATOR CO, MARL BB ALLARTA Oty | PAGE 8 BY ALLMAN IF You'LL PuT A Few BUTTONS ON SOME OF MY SHIRTS IT wit Keep ME FROM CATCHING COLD SO BASIL | Tom Has an Improved Idea en —— 1 Ti never reo 7! HE SAYS IF You PuT \MAYBE IT wine! A BUTTON IN YouR MouTH IT wii Cure WELL, | WAVE A CeTTeR 100A THAN THAT love, when, in fact, she was making | ¢ can't carry him along it. He must walk by himself.” (To Be Continued) When Food Doesn't Digest a Rational Rest GOIng TT InS CONFI CeNTIAN epain Tablets, sour stomach m gold condition that ca js for an alka- This you will get from one or two NEVER MIND, FRED, RiGerr NOwW-- SoneBoDY HEAR ME —'* Good Bre! 1 CAN'T Tele oO Stoart's Dyspepsia Tablets after a} heavy bloated feeling and such dis- er meals re- lects to a high dogree the intelli gent selection of preventive meas- fo manner of prep- But it is possible to avold the acidity that ix s0 often the ro- And it is a far better plan to without worry