The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 5, 1921, Page 9

Grey Are Children and Wo- men’s Clubs of Span- less Spheres? One Wo-| man Thinks So, Is Your Opinion? WITS story is written te start an argument. Any husband can argue about & with his wite, Any father can argue about it with any mother. Any woman can argue about with any other woman. ‘The story Itself proves nothing. It/ can be stated in this ample club| Rote | Mra, Everett Colby of Orange, N J.. bas declined the presidency of the Woman's club This decision oc-| eastoned much surprise, as the office is an honor coveted by most of the women of the Lewellyn Park smart | set. Mra Colby decided she could | not accept the office because she had to devote her time to her five chil- dren.” The subject of the debate thus becomes: “Children versus clubs,” The first point ts won by the af firmative, for Mra Colby’s action speaks more positively than words But should a woman, Just because she has children, give up club life— which tneludes social, civic and pub- Ne activities? Mra Colby takes the forum and says: “Before a woman enters into club life, to the extent of accepting club responsibilities and club offices, her domestic responsibilities and her chil @ren should be behind her “The cradle first; the club and the community later. “A woman with children is entitled to enter club activities only at middie | age. She might prepare for club life | eartier by marrying earlier and bay tag children earlier. “Club life ts the glory of the mid- @e-aged. It should be their high moment before descending the bill. “As a little diversion, an after- oon’s amusement, a mother can find some relaxation at a club. But she hasn't much time for that sort of thing if she ts to do her job as a mother properly “Some women, I know, contend that their duties as wives and moth- rs needn't interfere in the least with club affairs—that they can attend ‘o oth. They my their children are being cared for by a doting relative, or an excellent governess, or a love- ly nurse. “But as a mother I want my child to be my own. I think a mother can serve her community and her coun try best by doing the best ot} mothering that can be done. “Too many mothers’ children are/ mot their own; they are the wards of paid keepers. “I lke active women—cultured, educated, interested in affairs, a real mother must be all of this.” Mra Colby, however, hasn't shirk- @4@ when rea! work outside the home had to be done. It was her mother’s taterest that made her accept the chairmanship of the Hoover relief organization. And she ts first to mothers who need help. But— Is she right or wrong when she it contends children and clubs are of spanless spheres? ae Free Garde? Seeds Dear Miss Grey: tiow can one get free garden seeds? §=GARDENER. Probably by applying to one’s rep- wesentatiwe in congress, addressing Bim at Howse of Representatives, House Office Building, Washington, D. Cc. oe Per Cent of Salt in Sea Water Dear Miss Grey: How much salt is there in sea water’ MARINER. On the average, 100 parts of sea water contains 3.5 parts of solid ma- terials of which 77.76 per cent is so- Gium chloride (salt). ar obtain @ copy of the political code of the soviet government of Russia? RR. Thia may be obtained from the editor of “Soviet Russia,” 110 West $0th st, New York city eee Different Measurements Dear Miss Grey: How many dif- ferent kinds of tons are used in the U. 8? How many pounds do each | sontain? G. | Long ton, containing 2.240 pounds ; | thort ton, containing 2,060 pounds ;| and the metric ton, containing 22046) Don't Suffer From Piles Wo Matter If You Have Been a time Sufferer There's Re- Try Pyramié no matter what else you ba used. It should | id quick re- ief and has gaved many from an oreres It is the righ’ thing to do, to relieve itching, leedin fhoids and such rectal | Sara no substitute. Use coupon f trial FREE SAMPLE COUPON PTRAMID DRUG COMPANY, Pyramid ide, Marshall, Mich. vis bubescReris, fx Gla wrtomeee OM What | you said no more. it ts of no inter. | | Sister thought, that it was only right) | at Chris curiously as he strode by, . the door. A Bachelor Husband BY RUBY M. AYRES Copyright, 1921, by W. J. Watt @ Ce, (Continued From Yesterday) Marie broke in with pale lips: “Mrs. Heriot, I would much rather | eat to me * 1 beg of you, please... Hut Mrs. Heriot was enjoying her self too much to atop. | “You ought to turn her out of the | house! She is a false friend!) Why, 1 saw hor—and my sister saw her with your husband's arma round her! Crying—in his arms! I hate having | to tell you, but I thought, and my you should know.” Marie walked past her and opened | the door. | “Please go," she said. “Oh, well, of course, if you wish itt Mrs. Heriot passed her jauntily and went out into the hall, Just as | Chris opened the front door and came in, | Dorothy came tapping to the door. She held an open telegram in her hand, “Marie, I've got to go home.” She gave her the message to read with | out another word “Ronnie died this morning. at once.” Ronnie was Dorothy‘s brother, she knew She went with Dorothy to her room and helped her pack. She telephoned for the car and told Miss Chester. Come “Someone must go with her; she Ought not to travel alone,” the old lady said, in distress. “Surely Chris will go. It is only kind.” “I'll be back as soon as possible tomorrow,” he said. Marie went back to without answering “I saw him once. He was a nice said apologetically ng seemed interminable Sit down and read a book, child,” Mine Chester said once. Marie looked at her, hardly listen ing. “I think I'll ring Mr. Dakers up,” she said She rang Feathers up, but he was out and not expected in till late, Fate seemed against her at every turn. “I must see him again; I must!" she told herself feverishly as she went to bed. It was getting light when she fell asleep, and it was late when the maid roused her. In the middle of the morning a wire came from Chris to say he would be home to dinner that even. ing. Chris arrived eartier than he ex pected. It was only 5 o'clock when ashe heard his key in the door and his step in the hall “Marte Celeste.” There was an eager note in his voice, and he would have taken her in his arms, but she turned, holding him away. “No—please, we don't want to pre tend any more.” “What do you mean? happened?” “Nothing—except that I know-— about you and Dorothy.” She feit as if she were listening to the words of someone else—listening with cool criticiem, but she went on steadily: “We've tried, as you wished, and it’s failed. I can go away quietly, and nobody need know much about it “It's no use arguing about it. My mind ts made up. Oh, if only you! would go away and leave me! “Who told you? And what do you know?" She hardly recognized his Yolce In its choked passion. “It's damned lies, whatever it is! I swear to you if I never speak again...” She turned her face away with a Uttle disdainful gesture. “I don’t want to hear—it's all so uselens. I've said that I don't blame you—and I mean it You're quite free to love whom you lke.” “Love! You're talking like a child! Who's been telling you such | infernal lies? Was it Dorothy herself?” She did not answer and he shook her in his rage and de spair She answered then, breath. lesaly: “No.” “Who then?” He waited. “Mra Heriot?” he demanded. “Yes, if you must know.” “And you believe what that wom an says! She's @ liar, and always has been! She . ied the same low down game on me-—only yesterday She told me that there was some thing between you and Dakers, and I threatened to wring her neck if she ever dared to repea the lie again... ." Marte raised her head, and her cheeks we fiery red. It gave her a fierce delight to feel that perhaps at Inst she had the power to burt him “It ten't @ Hel she said clearty “I love him.” She tried to disengage her hands from his, bat he held them fast. He went on pleading, praying, beg: ging her, but she listened apatheti- cally, her eyes averted from his bowed head. “I'M never give you up,” he said hoarsely. “There's no law in Eng- and that can make me give you sp. Kiss me, Marie Celeste, and say you didn’t mean it...” Marte struggled against his arms. “You're my wife,” he said again, meeting her eyes. “I haven't for gotten it if you have. He was beside himself with rage and thwarted passion. He let her co so violently that she staggered and fell backward, striking her head against the wooden window sill; but Chris was blind and deaf to every thing. He went downstairs and out into the street, hatiess as he was, slamming the front door after him. (To Be Continued Tomorrow) It was still light, and people stared Miss Cheater What has his eyes fixed unseeingly before him. Presently he found himself outside Feathers’ rooms in Albany at., stand ng on the path, staring aimlessly at Why had he come there? He did not know. But he went up the steps and rang the bell. Mr. Dakers was out, the maid told him, but he passed her and went up to his friend’s room. 2 There was 4 packed portmanteau in one corner and the hearth was strewn with torn-up papers. Some whisky and soda stood on the table, and Chris helped himself to a stiff done. What should he say when Feath- ers came in? What should he do? He tried to think, but he could grip nothing definitely. (Contin ed Tomorrow) For a juicy steak, let's go Boldt’s,—Advertisemens to TAM 601N6 To BOASO AND T Page 330 THE “We do not know,” daddy said again, “from what point Kitsap and his 6,000 braves started. “Let's suppose, David, that it was from Port Madison, that the Indians gathered on with Old Man House in the back sround, and watched the canoes wail away “Chief Seattle was about 34 years old at that time; he may have been one of the men who went If he was he never seems to have spoken of tt to the white people he knew. He didn't like war, you remember, and managed hie tribes by reasoning matters out with them. “Think how we felt when we watohed the parades of soldiers in khaki and the biuejackets dur. ing the war; think how big and) strong and powerful the warships looked when the fleet came in “These boats were great canoes | —hyaa canim—tut the braves who manned them had nothing to protect their bare brown bodies mave the hideous war paint. “The boats, themselves, were no bigger than a captain's gig off an American warship. But they sailed away, helped by the tides and their clumsy sails, or using the paddles with skillful hands. “Not a town did they pam on all their way—it was an Indian world—droad water and deep for. ant NOW FOR ouR ARITUMETIC LESSON A QUESTION ON “THE FRECKLES To WRITE TUE BATTLE the beach | SPve wes. ° a ftE, T WRITE WANT est, winding trail and sandy teach, with here and there the smoking camp fire of an Indian village. “Bomewhere near where Victoria | now standa, they cronsed over to | Vancouver inland. But they didn't call it Vancouver island; they | called it “The Land of the Cow- ichana’ “Then they straightened out | thelr Itne and came into the har. bor—-200 canoen abreast. “Whooping fiendishly, they rushed upon the camps of the | Cowichans, one after another | they wiped them out, burned the lodges, stole whatever they want- ed, killed and captured, yelled and whooped. “When they had quite finish od, Kitsap spoke: “My brothers, there is a thing I do not under stand—in all this land there be jonty ol4 men and weak, with | Women and litile children. What | Chink you? “They held a counctl, then, and | putting their captives into the |eanoes they slipped out Into the thick fog and cromed to Dungen- oan ‘As they neared their own shores the sound of Indian war songs met their ears—triumphant war songs, and an the fog lifted, | there before ther were the Cow. jchana, loaded with plunder and slaves they had taken from a raid up Puget Sound.” (To Be Continued) 9 cee Lumpy almost All day long Nancy, Nick and Fiippety-Fiap, aswisted by Mr. and Mra. Lion, taught Lumpy and Lula how to do circus tricks. The lion babies soon found that it was not only easy to balance themselves on the ends of a see-saw, but great fun as well, and after they had learned, it was hard work to get them off. Next they tried the great red and white ball. Lumpy got on first and almost feil on his nose. He hadn't Relieves Cons fell on his nose learned the trick of keeping his four paddy-feet from slipping off the top. Climbing the ladder and down you knew how; and jumping thru a hoop! Why, there was nothing to It, really. It was more fun still when white paper was pasted over and you went thru with a beautiful tearing sound. Mrs. Lion was so proud of her children that she almost got neural- gia from smiling. “Oh, if there was only a crowd to applaud! she kept saying over and over, “I wish the children we have, Leo!’ Mr. Lion switched his tail looked thoughtful. “Yes, Lily, you're right,” he an. swered solemnly. (It really was a roar). “I wish we could go back But as long as Mr. Flippety-Flap and Nancy and Nick stay, we're all right here, aren't we?” and Lily, pack up our nighties and tooth-brushea, and we'll go at once ‘The children have to leam how to swim anyway, and the ocean will be good practice.” Flippety-Flap whispered to Nancy. “It looks as tho we might have a circus, after all, this spring back in the Land-We-Came-From, doesn’t itr’ (fo Be Continued whole world could see what smart | tan. of a Bride Copyrighted, 191, by the Newspaper Enterprise Association JANE’S BOOK THE HIDDEN GEMS ARE FOUND 1 knew the open semme of the door in the alley wall. The pane! swung back allently and, as the gate turned on ite hinges, a glare of light blinded us. Chrys cried out Spence put his hand into the pocket where be bad a gun. I did not care to explain that a man and « woman, entering before us, had known where tw find the switch | Daddy returned his flashlight to his pocket. We stood in a low room, looking at each other Iike a quartet of con spirators. We faced a tiled wall dotted with the levers which con- trolied the flow of water in the great fountain above our heads. “I don’t know which one of ther it i, But I'm sure that one of | them opens a small vault in which & person could hide a disguise quickly, after coming thru the gate. | 1 believe the gems are in that} vantt.” | “Spence, turn the handles,” said Daddy. We heard the sound of rushing water as first one and then another | lever set a section of the fotntain to playing tn the park above un. And at last the tiling at our feet receded! And a casket in a cavity wan revealed to us, It was a child's burial case in a grave! “Oh! Of’ Chrys and I exclaimed | and we fell into each other's arma. “Be sensible, you girls!’ growled | Daddy, “It's only part of the bag/ of tricks, Open the box, Spence!” | In another second the former kaiser’s geme—or part of them— | were dribbling thru our fingers. We | played with them, as children play with pd@ies on a beach! Ropes of pearls, gorgeous girdles of diamonds, barbaric bracelets, dia- mond tiaras, rings and single stones were packed into a coffin made for a babe! “The spoll of empires! murmured Spence Daddy had both hands full green and red stones. clasped a soft-meshed brace & narrow web of diamonds, upon her gloved wrist ‘The miser in each of us came to the top. None of ua heard with pleasure Daddy's verdict: “I'l turn ‘em over to the federal authorities tomorrow!" “We'd better take the stuff with us tonight,” suggested Spence. “The times are out of joint, you know, Who knows where this treasure trove might travel to, before dawn?" “You're right, Spence. Take tt ot Dr. Edwards’ area Harmless Substitute Dr. Edwards’ Olive sub- stitute for ict am ae a mild but sure laxative, and their effect on the liver is “But we can't stay," declared Nick. ‘We're going home today.” Mr. Lion's face fell. “Well, well, | well,” said he, “That settles it. almost instantaneous. These little olive- th result of Dr. It Was a Modern Flat lot everywhere, satist rence & Co., Chic by the Owl Drug Co, ab Maes a i Bos SERVE GREAKFAGT LA-CLOWN © YOU ARE NOwl SET TO Grn WIT YOUR BARS FOR THE MEST CF THE DAY. with us to the car.” “Wait! Wait a minute! Let's— le explore some,” I stammered “T've—I've more to show you!” | In my secret heart I hoped 1} would not have to show them—Bob | and Katherine Miller. 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