The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 15, 1921, Page 15

’ = UU yma Grey : #4 Motherhood May Be Beautiful or Appalling—Let’s Turn the Tables on Old Man Fate and Enable | Mother Earth to Give This Babe a Royal Welcome. Dear Miss You ds rkne Grey: | have helped so many thou-| » maybe you can help us to see light in this pone My husband has had no steady work since last summer; Once in a while two or three Or carry coal. He is 25 years and a healthier, clean-cut man For months he has tramped @ut applications, ete., to no avail. ‘mar mmy husband is turned away. He a riveter in the ship ut is a cigarmaker by trade; tf car or truck; also knows ca “He will do anything, any kind a I know you do not run an Pemployment bureau, but it Seems to be your mission in life to help others in distress, land I come to you as a last Tesort. LT expect to be confined very pon and we haven't a cent bward the medical care which ry mother should have. A w of the necessary articles /of clothing for the newcomer have been given to me by - friends. > _ This isn’t the worst, tho. We have been living with my rents since last summer; ven't even paid board, and ppm father will be out of work @ in two weeks. He has a fam- s Grey, please do not look at this in the light of | "a “sob story.” It is an appeal for honest labor by a strong man. _ . Thousands read your letters ‘daily, and perhaps if you | would print our letter some- ys ‘one could tell us of some kind of work. HOPING. This mother’s prayer shall mot go unanswered. We can and must see to it that her babe comes into this old world ‘eleome guest; there must) sunshine and light and tughter—all born of hope, in- M stead of tears, despair and darkness. Most of anything, I want to ‘get the father a good, per- manent positio: But time is short and we must prepare for the immediate needs of the lit- tle stranger about to come into our midst. Isn't there a hospital or Sanitarium in the city who will volunteer to take this lit- tle mother-to-be and give her the proper care? Surely, too, | there is a mother whose heart will feel and ache for this one who is about to clasp her | naked babe, who will send lit- ‘tle clothes? Along with everyone else, I feel these slack times—there | re demands made on all of; we have all been called to make sacrifices dur- se past few years, but at demand is greater than at of a new-born baby? I 4 going to give $5.00 toward Jelpng this little mother to lace about toward the sun, d someone else is going to elp me. As a last word, I want to that these are self-re- é ave never been objects of arity, and we don’t want them to be. Let’s set them on their feet again. The mother pill be confined in siz weeks, and her husband will receive | about $30 bonus money, which will not be a drop in the ket toward the expenses e will be called upon to meet. If you can help, write me, Miss Grey, care Seattle Star, or phone Main 600. Gold and Silver Substitutes Dear Miss Grey: Is there a rec ord of anyone attempting to make jamong them who would not have|'t- , silver and diamonds, and, if so, | that metals did they use? INQUISITIVE. _ ‘The | Ages were constantly engaged in at- tempts to turn baser metals into Precious metals. Lead seems to have Been the material most used. Sev- eral attempts have been made to Produce artificial diamonds, The method consists in heating pure pre- ‘pared carbon and iron in an electric furnace. By sudden cooling of the ‘molten iron the furnace contracts ‘end ererts a power/ul pressure upon the interior mass. When cold, the tron is dissolved in acid, and small Black particles remain which exhabit the properties of genuine diamonds. L KEEP LOOKING YOUNE It’s Easy—If You Know Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets pecting, honest citizens and| “Alchemists” of the Biddle | dollars to help move furniture old, six foot, broad shouldered would be hard to find all day looking for work, filled Many is the time that a} ied woman is holding a position she does not need and| yards before joining the army,| can drive and repair any kind} binet making, but has no tools. | of work offered him. ! | Cow Country BY B, M, BOWE Copyright, 1921, by & Co Litt Brows | | (Continued From Page ) | nha ” Buddy Whereupon he proc pandaHalf's di and ad en if that loathing of Indians | Hat's vituperations could be b above the cla of pots and pans as jhe made ready for the journey ing word right now broke in. SI 4 to apoill to his were poss Step anda ard } A man had been sent on a fast} horse to warn the nearest neight turn would warn the next nettier would be left horance of his danger. ready on th to Laramie | mother and I who In until no in ig Bara was al with CHAPTER V | | Buddy Runs True to Type | | The Tomahawk outfit worked from | dawn until dark, and combed the foothills of the Snowtes hurried) Ax fast they were pu | Platte | Buddy be up and on horse in ear sta dawn, with a cup of cof to hearten for the chill lafter the remuda. He [silence ur eh | dark, moving st the herd was complete, them quietly to camp. | on fourth morning he anxiously up the valley, fearing that |the horses had been stolen in the |night. He came upon the scattered | fringe of the remuda cropping stead |ily at the meadow grass. | d hastily toward the as the were guth: would the ¢ him rid then the Buddy circled them, glancing now and then at the ridge vad the j¥alley. It seemed somehow unnat ural—lower, wi he stars showing along Its wooded crest in a row. Then suddenly he knew that the stars were little. breakfast camp fires. He re-| alized that the dance was over. Indians had crossed the terday, and had camped wait for the dawn, | Bob Birnie was eating breakfast | with his men when Buddy rode up to the cabin and told the news, “I'l go see for myself,” said Bob Birnie. “You boys saddie up and be| ready to start. Lf it's Indians, we'll| head for Laramie and drive every: | jthing before us as we go. But tne lad may be wrong.” | | Speedily he was back, and the} scowl on bis face told that Buddy | had not been mistaken. | “They're coming off the ridge al ready,” he announced grimly. “There'll be too many for us to hold off, I'm thinking. Get ye a fresh |horse, Buddy, and drive the horses down the creek fast as ye can.” “Here they come— turn the bunch loose and ride! called Bob Birnie as @ shrill, yelling warwhoop, like the} yapping of many coyotes, sounded | from the cottonwoods that bordered the creek. “Yuh all right, Buddy?” “Yeb—I'm a-comin’,” shrilled Bud- dy, hastily looping the latigo. Just then the “sharp staccato of rifle shots mingled with the whooping of the Indians. Buddy was reaching for the saddle horn when the horse ducked and Jerked loose. Before Buddy realized what was happening, the herd and all the riders were pounding away down the valley, the men firing back at the cottonwoods. In the dust and clamor of their departure Buddy stood perfectly still for a minute, trying to grasp the full | significance of his calamity. Step- and-a-Half had packed hastily and departed ahead of them all. His father and the cowboys were watch. | |ing the cottonwood grove many rods | |to Buddy's right and they would not | glance his way. Even if they saw| |bim it would be madness to ride |back—tho there was not a man| there to/| wheeled in his tracks and returned | |for Buddy in the very ‘face of Col jorou and his band | He made for the creek. He stopped | jat a dugout cellar that had been| | built into the creek bank above high- | water mark | | The place had been crudely cetied | with split poles overlapping one an-| other, The roof had a slight slope. | In the middle of the tiny attic thus |formed Buddy managed to worm his jbody thru a hole in the gable next | to the creek | He wriggled back to the end next | the cabin and lay there very flat and | quiet, peeping out thru a crack. An| [Indian had swerved and ridden be | |hind the cabin, and was peering in all directions to see if anyone had r alned. Buddy was absolutely cer. tain that the fellow was looking for him, personally. It was not a pleasant thought, and the fact that he knew that Indian by name did not make it pleasanter. Hidesthe-Face would not let past ‘The secret of keeping young is to fech| friendliness stand in the way of a '—to do this you must watch your) killin, iver and boweis—there’s no need of| Presently Hides-the-Face dismount having a sallow complexion—dark rings| ed and went inside with the others r your LoEig 8 pp bilious) Buddy saw fresh smoke issue from look in your ull: eyes with no the stone chimney, and guessed that sparkle. Your doctor will tell you step.anda-Half had left ninety per cent of all sickness comes) that could be cooked from inactive bowels and liver. __ i Edwards, a well-known physician that his presence was unsuspected ted a vegetable com- and Buddy began to watch more 1d mixed will olive oil to actOn poxediy, silently promising especial h wie shee! bowels, which he gave to. forms of punishment to this one and for years. [that one whom he knew. Most of Dr. Edwards” Olive Tablets, the sub- therm had been to the ranch many4 tute for calomel, are gentle in their times, Ruddy remembered the good WELL, IT LOOK LIKE WERE GOIN ‘TO HAVE COMPANY 'S 1G For DINNER | 3 FRECKLES AND HIS Page LITTLE HOt (Chap\ The rainy winter came and went; baby Jearned walk alone, and little sister learn brother ed to wipe the dishes and brush up the hearth and do many use ful things. Summer came and while mother helped father clear land and cooked and washed and mend ed for them all, the little folks played about—made friends with squirrels and chipmunks robins and ground sparrows and were as healthy and happy and as unafraid as any other baby things in all the forest ‘round. and Other winters came and sum mers followed until litte sister was quite tall when father meas ured her against the door post, and she said, “Well, I ought to be tall—I'm # years old.” “Yea,” laughed father, “yea, you ought to be tall, but if you don’t hurry and grow faster this rascal will catch up with you and he's only 5 And he measured brother, and sure enough he didn’t seem to be} three inches shorter. Well, that summer there seem-| ed to be no help for it—mother and father just had to go town, and they simply couldn't take the children. “Pooh! scoffed little sister, “we tte Ol ADvEntuRes - OF ote Tan “THE PALM-TREE HOTEL” Away went Nancy and Nick and Mr. Flippety-Flap to the Island of Farthest-Ever to bunt up the Monkey Family. ‘The Green Shoes that the twins! wore were heading straight for the ocean, which It is necessary to cross before you come to this particular piace. That's one peculiar thing about any island, Indeed, that you may have noticed. You always ha You sim land, even the back way. But just before they left the shore, Flippety-Flap stopped suddenly “Tut! eried he. “Not tut you but tut me, children, It's my fault! I for got! We've gotta go to China first’” “Why” asked Nick, curiously. “To get some rice, Monkeys like rice.” “Wouldn't the grocery store do?’ uggested Nancy “Grocery repented fairyman thoughtfully. “Yes, a good idea if you've any money But nobody had, #0 China it wa store!* that's benches, a few Indians brought burn ing brands from the stable and set it afire Buddy saw Hides-the-Face glance atively toward the dugout, and slipped his hand back where he could reach his #ix-shooter. He would wait until they actually began on the dugout—and when they were on the bank within a few feet of him, and he saw that there was no getting away from death, he} meant to shoot five Indians, and him: | b self last of all Buddy said, but he gathered that these In dians had been ordered to wait here | for three suns, and that the cellar to Hidew-the Mace as a shel © it stormed. All that day Buddy lay watching thru the crack, determined to take any chance that came his way, None came. The Indians loitered in the! shade, and some slept two or three remained awake Two Indians rode in toward even- spec hi in si in to! e) to cross water before you come to} y cannot reach it by! the | and |tween the gusts, could not hear all that was | could hear the occasional mutters as they settled themselves for the night steady sale FRIENDS 6000 HELLO, HELEN! WHO'S COMING. FOR DINNER? V INVITED MR. AND MRS. HOSMER over! PEOPLE GoTo HEAVEN ? co 339 SEKEEPERS ter 1) aren't teeny, might afraid to stay by ourselves, are | wer | a weeny “I—ahould What guem we are And brother maid, my could bie house for our own selves for one day.” And he puff, like om and felt quite large. we—are—-not | hurt us? 1 | enough to keep 4 out hin chest a pouter So they all talked it over and 9 day was set, and one beautiful summer morning, quite earty, | mothe? and father started off. It didn’t neem quite as much fun as brother thought it would be and in the house thingn felt queer—not a bit like the feeling it had when mother was just out- side helping father with the | garden or something. “I'll tell you what let's do,” said sister, “it's lots nicer tn the yard Let's take table and our | chairs and make a tea party out } of our lunch So they mmde a cute little ptay- house and set out the table and | chaira and got the nice luncheon mother had left for them all cov. | ered up with a napkin. our And all would have been well if there had been no unexpected and terrifying company. (To Be Continued Ey tat Jand turning around they crossed some mountains and lakes and for-| ents and a desert and another ocean juntil they came to it. There they got all the rice they could carry for nothing. Also a mirror which Flip- pety-Flap tucked into his shoe. Then they started for the Island | of Farthest-Ever and got in the back way and hunted up the Cocoa- nut-Palm-Tree hotel By this time it was evening, but bright moonlight, so they had no trouble at all in locating the place. The Cocoanut-Palm-Tree hotel was a queer sort of a house to live in, mostly top, like a telephone pole. The first, second, third and fourth stories were just stories—nothing more. But the fifth story branches and leaves branching out like great fans. On one large Iimb sat two monkeys, outlined plainly against the moon. “There they Nancy. are?” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, N. E. A) | 1t5 grunted something to someone in |the dark, and there was movement in the Not more than five minutes passed | when a taroff murmur grew to an} jindefinable roar, and the wind| | whoo down #0 fiercely that even |the dugout quivered a little. | At first this seemed an unlucky | elre umsatance, for the Inc s came |\down into the dugout for shelter, | now Buddy was afraid to he in the quiet intervals be | Just below him he} After a while—it seemed hours to | ldy—the wind settled down to a| The Indians, so far as @ could determine, were all asleep | n the cellar. And Buddy began to| ide slowly backward toward the| opening thru which he had crawled | nto the roof. Nothing happened | Chrys had fallen | state, consisted of large | whispered | group. | action yet always effective. They bri things which mother had given these |ing dragging a calf that had been | opening, his head and shoulders with: in ¢ protesting with every nerve THEY ARE HOSMERS we KNow! “THE ONLY, 1 WAS TALKING To BILL ON THE PHONE TODAY AND HE SAID SOMETHING ABouT COMING OVER. AND | TOLD HIM NOT TO COME, AS WE WERE GOING TO THE 4 THEATER! ap WELL IF THERE'S” NO ROOM LEFT FOR You AN’ ME, LETS GO WHERE TH’ GIRAFFES GOSH, | WAS LUCKY TO GET THESE BOOKS FOR ONLY SEVEN BERRIES ¢ ~IT SAYS YO TREAT'EM ROUGH AND THEY'LL FALL. FOR YOu SURE 'f of a Bride 1921, by the Newspaper se Amsoctation Copyrighted. A STRANGE Jordan Spence handed the Mash to me and rushed to Chrys’ side, “She is not deadt he ered and he chafed her hands while Bob cut the strips of pillow casing which tied | his sister, Chrys sat up, tried to talk, made helplean gestures. She was dumb! Rob I perceived immediately what happened. Once before. into that queer and had remained in it for and had weeks. Spence questioned her. ned. “Hysterical paralysis! been terribly frightened! Chrys nodded, then by gestures made it clear that we must get out of the place as soon as punaible. Bob thrust a pencil and notebook into her hande—but she flung them upon the bed. I understood. “Hurry—hurryt That's what she wants!’ I explained, And I led the way back to the ladder under the trap door in the closet. At the foot of the ladder, Kather ine and Daddy Lorimer awaited us Daddy had improved even a very @ark hour. He and Katherine had ferreted out the genuine “Moet et Chandon.” It was worth its weight in gold. Daddy's pockets were crammed with bottles. Katherine had tied half a dozen in her motor veil, and was carrying them as ten derly as one would carry a child! At sight of Chrys, safe and sound, |daddy knocked off the head of one jof the precious bottles. Chrys dash- | ed it to the ground and pushed her | father before her toward the en. | trance to the cellars. | “Hurry?’ I said, for her. We moved cautiously back to the alcove below the fountain. Nobody | needed to warn another to be quiet. | | We all realized that a danger men- aced us | How Chrys had reached the upper |floor of the old house we could not jimagine, and she conld not tell. Somebody had bound her, and that person could imprison us all in the | maze of cellars. | I led the way thru the labyrinth of passages and was glad to feel that Bob was close behind me, The other women followed, daddy and Spence | brought up the rear. When we reach: ed the tiny room below the fountain | Bob and Spence would have rushed | us girls to the safety of the outer | world, but Daddy Lorimer had not | forgotten why we ore there, He spoke to Spence, who once more exhumed the little casket with | its heayy treasure of royal jewels. ‘The men covered the white velvet box with an overcoat, and we passed thru the sliding panel in the wall, and breathed fresh air at last. ‘The hour was late, tho alley de- serted. We walked without haste along the high wall which backed that house of such dreadful memor- jes. I prayed the god of chance never to let me look upon it again. We rounded the corner of the alley and entered a side street where we had parked our car. It—and Etienne, the most faithful of chauf. feurs—were gone! i The men conferred in a group, about the casket of gems which | Spence carried in his arms. We women did not need to be told | that Etienne had been tricked—and | Bob ex ph She has But always and after a little he hung with his|that already we were being stalked | Dentists, nor do | elbows hooked desperately inside the like hunted animals! (To Be Continued) w cr poeswT LooK LIKE WNCTHING WHEN TS PONSHED, Li Cua FT al “THE CAMERA CRICKET = A RAW, SORE THROAT Eases Quickly When You Apply a Little Musterole. And Musterole won't blister like ool old-fashioned mustard plaster. Nothing like Musterole for croupy chil- dren. Keep it handy for instant use. 35c and 65c jars; hospital size $3.00 Tam now devoting my entire time to my dental practice. Having now served the people here for twenty ‘years, and made good by doin, dental work. that i can guarantee. and guarantee good. I do not compete making Ly with Cheap operate on your pocketbook or sel’ you conversa- tion. I give two dollars’ worth of Dental work for © Ps elve—80 YOu say ake Wow CROWDED WEY MUST FEEL “TWEY'RE JUST ABOUT AS BUSSFUL AS 46) OXFORD BLISTERED HEEL! Nes, tee InTRODYL ce MISTGR BROWN, MGET MisteER Neuss MISTER WHITE TOCD ME THAT HE WOULD Ci 2 GET ACQUAINTED WITH KOU BECAUSE ‘vou ARE CONNECTED AND THAT NO DOUBT HE COULD I about that natural buoyancy which all despicable ones who were looting and | overlooked in the roundup. ‘The meat |agninst leaving the sh interests are Searing tie system of tmpurities. . of imy es. Dr.kdwards'C Mlive Tablets are knowa by their olive color. 15¢ and Wc, After a while, when the cabin had been gutted of everything it con tained save the crude table and| gobbling and destroying. | | was cooked over the embers which | still wmoldered in places |b Hides-the-Face he had long ago de | di cided was in chutge of the party.) He was seared to let go and drop, ut he had to do something, so he ropped (Continued Tomorrow) fall BusineysGllege, HE SEATTLE STAR “| or “STUDY WITH AN-EXPERT fav itinl we boen in, pen evenings till 7 and 12 ¢ tl FRIDAY, APRIL 15, 1921.