The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 26, 1921, Page 9

2 Cynthia rey ‘YT “Gods in His Heaven—| ey / ' * 1 a2.0 Alls Right With the™ World. BY CYNTHIA GREY “The world’s getting worse instead of detter.” This statement ts made dy many people who should know Deiter—for instance, dy wise men end women, educate ad scientists. The continual Aarping on this string should get on the nerves of any Tight-thinking person They talk) themscives red in the face over the warious crimes and shortcomings of Duman nature The fact is, the, getting right down fo brass tacks, that the todays ere wot very different from the yester- days A close study of history will give us proofs that the last century was no more desiradle than this one, the future will undoubtedly Row that all wil not be picasure| ‘én its yoors | The trowdle with our thoughts ts Phat we forget that the good and Domest and virtuous people hardly ever get into the papers. For every! ecandal we hear about we can count dozens of people who have never committed any -glaring wrong; for every one convicted of positive ‘erime there are thousands who have gever come under the condemne ef the low There are countless Rapry homes, virtuous wives, hard- working, home-loving fathers Dusdands For every braintess de- generate there are hundreds of t-| felligent, honorabic human beings } We're @ pretty decent people, after | el. The present upheaval of many! from the strict standards of right will have its opposite effect in due} time. It does not do, of course, to} gat ourselves on the back with Pharisaic complacency and decide thet there is no need for trying to Detter ourselves, our aims, and our oily decds, But there is no need @ither to mourn over present ten-| mcies and prophesy terrible evils! me heldgalweys te an even tenor fe, to refuse to be led away into! a2 of thought or condemnation) critictym, to do our level best right | where we ere placed with the work! that is nearest to ws, this, if success) crowns our effort, will keep our! finds so busily employed that we} ghall find no time for morbid ques T was rateed to @nmoral woman was the exception But since being | @ut in the world, I have been com- petied to Change my opinion, almost to the point of thinking that It ts fhe good woman who is the excep Gon, for ft ts almost unbelievable @hat the ordinary girl will encourage! man to take liberties with her and/ remarks that would almost other sort of girl to blush » Ge motherhood to the Mt h i i i l i z ef ? i i restaurant married i : : : fl il g or four a Aa anyone) on be- people, and I Neverthe wan ar- consult- her to a describe the “party,” a stink: third-ciass hotel, plen- hooch, and several -amoking females and dis to her, 1 suppose, unsuspect husband and beautiful, innocent As I wended my way home, @t 3 im the morning, a badly dis- hick, trying to Ogure out why are thus, I thought of what ®& friend recently mid to me: “When have sonfething on your chest, it to Cynthia Grey.” Thank word “martinet” and looked it It guve asa definition, a system Military drills devised by a French officer by the name of Marti- ) Now could you please give me the of this drill or tell me where find it? That is, I mean a gen- description of this system. king you, A SOPHOMORE AT THE U. Martinct 49 a military term more! ally used in @ disparaging than @ complimentary sense, implying @ strict disciplinarian or drill master. The term originated in the French @rmy about the middle of Louts IV's reign and was derived from Martinet, who as a Keutenant- of the king's regiment foot inspector general of infantry, | riled and trained that arm in the Model regular army, created by) Louis deticeen 1660 and 1670, Marti- Bet also seems to have introduced) | the copper pontoons with which Louis bridged the Rhine im 1678. 1 Rave been unable to obtain more in- formation about this word used in @n army sense. LAND AND SKY TAXI SERVICE Did you see “MAIN 6500” flying over the city today? It was painted on the wings of urtiag Sea Gull flyin with a hangar at } . on Lake Washington. If you want a combi id and sky taxi ride 6500, and we will take from the hangar from any part of the business section of the ai ten, Including both LAND SKY trip are: , For two passengers For three passencers . SEATTLE TAXICAB COMPANY MAIN 6500 - |run a lame horse, Air yuh, Jeff?’ end? | this foot before, jthe horne. BY B, M. BOWER (Copyright, 1921, by Lithe Brews ace (Continued From Yesterday) CHAPTER XII Sunday was fair, corral freshshavem men red, looking over the horses king beta. Pop came aidling up to Bud, who was leading Smoky out of the stable, Smoky walked with a slight limp, “Goin’ to run him, young feller lame as what he ist he demanded sharply. “Going to try, anyway,” raid Bud. | “I've got a bet up on him, dad.” Sho! You kin call it off. ain't so onreagon’ble he'd make yuh Jefe strotied up and looked Smoky over with critical eyes, “What's the matter? Ain't the kid game to run | him? Looks to me lke @ good little goer.” “He's got a timp—dut TU run him anyway.” “Seen my Skeeter? | “Good horse, I should judga* Rod observed indifferently, “But I ain’t worrying any.” “Well, neither am I," Jeff grinned. Pop stood, plainly uneasy, “I'd rub him right good with Mniment,” he ad vised Bud, “What's the matter, Pop? Yoo got | money up on that cayuse? Jeff! laughed. Pop whirled on him. “I atnt got | money up on him, no, But if he| wasn't lame I'd have soma, I'd show | ye "t I admire gamenesa ina kid.” = | “There ain't a gamer old bird in the valley thaa Pop,” Jeff cried. | “Cm awn, Pop, I'll bet yuh $10 the| | Jett MERE Wa THE KITCHEN Don axe vop MUCH NOWE e [725 am’ Ou, FOEQULES, WHADOVA GET IN DEROQTMENT 7 1 6oT kid beats mer “I'm giving the kid a chance to back out,” Jeff hastened to declare. | “He can put it off till his horse gits| well, if he wants to.” | “That's mighty kind of you,” Bnd said, coming up. “But It run him just the same. Smoky has favored I'l bet another $10) that I don't come in more than a neck behind, lame horse or not?’ | Rud took several other «mall bets on the race. | “Ry Christmas, IM fust prt ap $10 on the kid,” Pop eackled. “Old Pop! ain't going to see the young feller stand alone.” A crowd of perhaps 106 men and women lined the bank of the creek | bed and watched the horses run. | The men called Bud a fool, and either refused to bet at all or bet against him. Not a man eave Pop and Pod had placed @ bet on Smoky. They | joshed Bud. who grinned and took | ft good-naturediy, found an- other $5 to bet—this time with Pop. The two men rode down the hoofscored sand te the quarter Pont, | “He's gloated. Dave started them with a pistol shot, and the two horses darted | away, Smoky half a jump in the lead. Flix limp was forgotten, and for half the distance he ran neck and neck with Skeeter. Then he dropped to Skeeter’s middia to hi» fank—then ran with his biack nose oven with Skeeter’s rump. Even so it was a clover race than the crowd had expected, and the boys be- gan to yell. But when they were yet a few laps from the wire clothes line stretched high, from post to post, Bud tenned forward until he ny flat alongyide Smoky’s neck, and gave a real Indian war-whoop Smoky lifted and lengthened his stride and came up again to Skeet ors middie, to his shoulder, to hin net Mmping now,” Bud | his nose past Skeeter’s Mnished. Bud rode to where Pop was sit- ting apart and paused te say as they rdediy, “I pulled him, Pop. But at that I won, so if I can pry another race out of this bunch today, you on bet all you like, And you owe me $5," he added thriftity. “Shucks a'mighty? eptattered Pop, reaching reinctantly into his | pocket for the money. “Jeff, he gone some pullin’ himself.” “Jeff, he'd a beat him a mile if his bridle rein had busted,” an ar. rogant voice shouted reckleesty. “Jeft, you know you pulled Skee ter.” “If you think I didn’t run right,” Jeff retorted, someone else can ride How about it, Bud? Think you won fair?” Bud was collecting his meney, and did not immediately answer. When he did it wan to offer another race. He would bet his last cent) on little Smoky. Within haif an/ hour he had once more staked all | the money be had in the world The number' of men who wanted to bet with him surprised him a littie. Also the fact that the Little Lost men were betting on Smoky. Honey called him over “to the bank and gave him $10 which she wanted to wager on Mts winning. As he whirled away, Marian beck: oned impulsively and leaned for- ward, stretching out to him her closed hand. “Here's $10," she smiled. “Put it on Smoky, please.” When Bud was almost out of easy hearing, she called to him, “Oh—was that la five or a $10 bill 1 gave you? Bud turned back, unfolding the banknote. A very tightly folded scrap of paper atid into his palm. “Oh, all right—I have the five here in my pocket,” cailed Marian. Bud turned back, puzzled and with his heart jumping. For some reason Marian had taken this means of getting a message into his hands. He did not think that it concerned the race, so he did not risk opening the note then, with so many people about. | (Continued Tomorrow) O11 produced in Persia last year amounted to 918, CAN’ BE YOURS Healing Cream eveniy, untilall moisturete gone, After s single application you will notice the difference. Yast Mecey Postrel Betented ebsfet, renolene Foap 7, wilh Kean the skin soft, clear and smooth, It is. fine Shampoo, leaving hale soft and brilliant. Gua ‘a Drag Sto m6 Ave.| For good apple pic, go to Boldt’s, , Advertisement, ar. Or By Ma Page SOME APPLES HERE 40 YOU BOYS CAN HOLD YOUR MEETING Ywou'lu FID rattle Pa | OK- " bel Clelan & 348 THE LITTLE PIO (Continued) ‘The lttle gtrt berred to go and look for the pig, but it was dark in the woods and nobody eould see to look for anything, ee they just had to go to bef and hope he would find his way home for breekfast. By and by, way tm the night they were startled out ef their sleep. “Frank,” whispere@ Mary, “Frank, do you bear that awful nolse? What an earth do you sup pose it eT “It certainty te an awful note,” ‘They lay still and tstened and waited. The sound was not near enough for them to hear whether ft was human voices or the voices of beaste tn tattle; it was very terrible to De like that with danger so near and not to know just what It waa Presently, out of the ¢tamor, they heard a familiar sound. It was = piery’s § equeal—terrified, piercing, hurt, it rang out in the night. tet “How many animals have we brought back?” asked Flip-| ot stops an the © pety-F lap. Nancy and Nick end Fttppety- Flap sat on top of an empty band- wagon and talked things over, “Lat's geo,” the fairyman was saying. “How many animals have we brought back to the circus?” Nick counted up on his fingers. “The elephant, Mrs. Kangaroo and Kicky Kang, her son, the Lion fam: fly, Mr. and Mra, Seal, Gyp the Giraffe, the Monkey family and old nny Hippo and her neighbor, ath all the fingers I've got, Nancy, you'll have to help count next time. “Fine,” exclaimed Plippety-Flap. “The excellent part of it is, they are al) happy and glad they came; better still, they wouldn't leave now if all the gnomes In fairyland let them out and handed them their railroad tickets home on a gold plate, but best of all, 1 aw a man put a big stock lof pink tickets Into a drawer this morning. That means that we are to have a real circus this year, “another thing, when I panned Mra. Bobadil's house T saw her hus band’s clown-wuit hanging on @ line in the back yard to let the smell of camphor balls blow off, Besides I heard someone practicing on a big brass horn, The band’s getting busy But heigh-ho, we must not be loaf ing here, kiddies, A half a etrous is better than none, I daremy, but a Quickly making a Bght, Frank placed it in the window because a Nght or a fire ts the best thing to frighten off a cougar, And a cougar it waa, after the pet ple; a great mother cougar with her two babies. Tt was very plain to Prank that the mother was giving her babies @ leason in pig killing, for not once did she tear the pig with ber cruel clawa, but showed the Uttle ones how; coaxed and urged tham on, and they did their ter- rible Mtue best, A After they were Grtven eff, Frank got poor pigey to the house, so torn and scratched that it seemed he must die But Frank held him down, took a butcher knife and cut away the torn part of his fat thigha, mend. ed him all up and took him out to his pen. Y ‘The pen was @ Mite shed of heavy beards placed against a great fallen tree trunk, and when the ends were closed, pigzie was quite safe All thra the night they heart | the cougars padding around the pen and in the morning the tracks ADVE ware s OF One nats Sutin OFF TO CALIPH CAMELS were thera, but good olf piggie was safe and got quite well, (To Be Continued 9 eee whole circus te what we are after. Let'n see. Where would we better go next, Nickie?” Nick ran his eye down the list of names on the fairyman's shoe. “Caliph Camel,” he, read. “Green Oasia, Great Brown Desert, AsFar- Away-Asthe-EyeCan Reach.” Nancy clapped her hands “Oh, let's go get him,” she cried. “It | wouldn't be a good circus without a camel.” “No, indeed? answered Flippety- Flap, sliding down. “We'll round up the old rnacal at once.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, N. E. A) Sweet, refreshing sleep at night. In due time, complete healing. We rani the firet bottle. Be, and Ask tor D. DD today, , CD. ID. lotion for Skin Disease BARTELL’S DRUG STORES Private, Keep Out! IS WAVING A MEETING! GET A WAX DUMMY TO TAKE NOUR PLACE AT THE DESK’ Tickles Pain—Thea Peels Cora Off Don't try to fox trot on corn tor.) tured feet Get rid of your corns. If Make Your Feet Happy! a Raia ou have never seen a corn tickled ‘fo death, just apply a few drops of “Gete-It” to yours, Then wateh that corn die—pencefully aa if tt had gone to sleep. Soon it is nothing but a loose piece of dead skin that you can lift right off with your {mmgers. Get after them now Your drug gist has ta-It.” Coste but a trifle or nothing at all if it fails, y Hi. Lawrence & 4 in Seattle by STUDY WITH AN-EXPERT S TWO FINGERS wiun® ALAN 4m QUT carve! YOU “MUSTN'T COME ws HERE CADDY! WERE FRAMIN UP WAM, UST MT THE e.ove Toure TS (LL BET HE NEVER MISSED A MEAL IN HIS LIFE ~HE'’S SO | EVERETT TRUE SAY, L DON'T WANT THAT STUFEIS TAKS (T BACK ANO GST SOMG THING THAT'S AND HYVRRY Ve I FAT |OANT HELP ‘eg BY BLOSSER Me evr TO ear I Confessions of a Bride eprrighted, 192 the Newspaper gE saebeins Eas could not rouse Chrys from 4 stupor. It wae ee tf the facts of her life were unendurable, es: if 6bo destred to sleep in order to ) them! She hypnotized herself! I envied her this ‘There was so little in my own that I cared to face, a Bob and I remained in hie fathers house all week. Chrys’ nurses were splendid, but we agreed that she Might become conscious very gud denly, and should that happen, #& was busy with his father’s and with Morrison, who believed bad found a clew to the gems. saw little of my husband . the table, where the con was limited to our late to “clews” and to Chrys’ nditi Katherine Miller had gone the day after the discovery and loss of the royal rings and things, More than once I let myself think that she might know r BG WY usten’ To A REALLY Goop WAITER BAWCGO ovT BY Soms SPOUWGSD CHILD sMh Gert THS HIGH? CHAIR about “the inside job,” but I reak ized that I was almost willfully um just. The tawny-hafred beauty wes never out of my mind. As I sat by Chrys’ bed my thoughts went round and round the facts which connect ed Bob and Katherine At no angle did I find them tolen able. But I did not refer to them when Bob and I met Spence proposed hypnosis te rates Chrys from her trance but post poned the execution of his plam from day to day. Since Chrys was not suffering from hef long slam ber he would give nature @ chances to solve her own mystery. This decision being announced, Bob came to me with: “Jane, let's go home tonight?” “I am not—going back—to your home!” “You're not—you're not—I dont understand you, Jane.” Bob came toward me but I raised a forbidding palm, “You never try to understand me,” I replied. “You take a great dealof pains to understand a woman with red hair®™ “Jane! Janet You're unreasom able! You've no right to be bitter? “Oh, yes, I have,” I raged. “I'm bitter because I've found out at last where you've been spending spare time. It wasn't a nice ery! I guessed you were with Katherine—I told you that, weeks ago. But how could I—how could I imagine—everything?” “If you're so good at guessing, why don’t you guess something plausible!” “Because I know your advanced theory about freedom for husbands and wives—about the right ofa man to be ‘human’ and to have his frank, honest friendships with women as with men! Well, you've been frank nough with Katherine, no doubt, but you haven't been honest with ne!* Thus I lashed my husband ind scourged myself. “And accord ng to your precious selfish theory, 1 haven't any right to be bitter? Bob, you've made your choice, In many a time of your need have I given you my strength, my uplift, my peace. But these are forgotten —when a pretty girl calls you. But there's one thing, Bob, that I've rever surrendered—my right te leave you!” “Jane™ The word was like the’ moan of @ sick man. (Te Be Continue, ,.iis) | a