The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 28, 1921, Page 9

THURSDAY, APRIT 28, 1921. Cynthia regrey - — wit Seattle I resent a Sol- “We'd better hurry back tf he id Front for Clean Mo-'wanta another shot at me” Rod | . oa? grinned, “I'll just lead you into ton, Pictures! One camp, | think—but you couldn't eet | Resident Is Out uh roping gateposta, on the) / J o of this exhibition.” Clara Hamon’s Sca Pp. Tt was not until they were potn | mounted and headed for Little Lost, | Dear Miss Grey: Several times ing captive with his arma tied behind | @acussions have come tn your Col) nim, his feet tied together under the jemns that I have wanted to write horse which Bud led that Bud began my opinion of, but T always put ft) ty look for Honey, But in the light | eff until 1t was too late Hut today | o¢ the moon he mw the deep im-| I deckied to write a little spiel My-| Krints of har horse's hoofs where he gelf—one other writer expressed had galloped homeward, She had THE SEATTLE STAT | | Helen Lays Down the Law 1 SEE HERE! | WANT You © wipe orF YOUR SHOES BEFORE You COME mM ‘The House! | JUST GOY THROUGH OuVvIA, I'VE G GOOD ORDER QUIT LEAVING AND You! | WISH You’D QUIT SMOKING IN THE HOUSE! I'VE HAD ALL THE WINDOWS AND CURTAINS WASHED AND CIGAR | SMOKE RUINS THEM! OM SWEET LITTLE BLUE Laws HURRY AND COME = I'M WAITING FOR YOU = MY WIFE HAS THE DOOR WIDE OPEN AND WELCOME ON THE MAT~ "THE House 1s Yours! BY BR. M. BOWER (Coppright, 1921, by idttiq Brews & ce) A RY Bimself some time ago, and I heartily agree; but what prompts me to) ‘write now was the lecture on clean-| er motion pictures delivered yester- @ay dy that fino actor, George Redan. Let me tell you, he hit the nail on the head when he sald as es the public goes to see im suggestive pictures, just that P Yong wil! they be produced. I wonder how long people are go- fing to continue to support thaee evtl-| minded pictures? Mothers and fath-/ erm, are you and your young sons) and daughters ging to help pack | the theatres when Clara Hamon @rags her filthy life before your eyes en the silver sheet, or are you going refuse to help make it pay? should think she would be ashamed | ef it instead of Maunting it tn public for other people who are as weak-| minded as she is to copy after, | If 1 bad my way, Clara Hamon ‘Would be put on trial again and sent) where she belongs Had she been a . Unattractive girl she would Ye been scorned—people, decent F people, would draw their skirts "aside; but it Ie the same old story, Money does anything and every- thing 1am not making {his letter one half as strong as the emotions Inside | me dictate; but let me say in closing | 1 hope the people in Seattle will think | themselves above anything #0 base) ‘Qs reviewing this girl's life of shame, | @ecorated with frills and Mubdubs, | mislead the public, who sits! Mied by the moaning or swelling _ptiotes of emotional music. A READER eee Inventor of Telegraph Photo Dear Miss Grey: What ts the fame of the inventor of the tele- Braph photo, his nationality and the @ate of his invention? RR | | Bdoward Belin, a Frenchman, per- fected the invention in 1920, and the was installed im the offices @f the New York World November 44, 1980, | Fastest Train Dear Miss Grey: What ts the) Gbeed of the fastest train in the what road runs it, and in what state or states does It JOHN. Twenticth Centry Limited” ‘ew York Central, rune be- York and Chicago. The New York te Chicago scheduicéd teme for the th Century” is 19 hours; apeed ts 51.51 miles per hour. eee timber and the guards of the, fast es@ doat was coming | ted Of lockjaw 16 days bridge was completed in direction of his son, '@ esvume pou mean active vol-| 89 one which has beon the last few years— in northern California. large number of dor-| im continental United ‘ for en Protection are Liberia Abyrainia Both a) independent. France, Rely and Great Britain agreed to) |) @adeavor to preserve the integrity of | byssinia. Abyednia is governed @n empress, Liberia is a republic, eee Evidently the knight tn this @kotation was holding his lance | geady for a charge, with the butt of | | the lance in its rest on his armor. | Now Feels Young After Taking Eatonic for Sour Stomach ee pour ppoment ever finaly, ‘ee? Sic Eatonle only a weer and _ 6m much beter te years old,’ : je quickly retieves sour stom indigestion, heartburn, bloatin ‘@verything’’ and still enffer, ae up Eatonic has brought | felief to tens of thousands like you. A big box conte but a trifle with your jJuarantee. |matian,” Bud apologized perfunc Probably gone for help. Robbery had been intended. Prob- ably he and Honey had been followed into the Sinks, and even tho Bud bad not seen this man the races, his partner up on the ridge might have been there, Bud arrtved at) Little Lost Just as Dave Truman and three of his men were riding down | into Sun Creek ford on their way to the Sinks. Dave spoke first. ‘Floney sald you were waylaid and | robbed or killed—both. How’d yuh | come to get the best 6f it se quick?” | “Why, his horse got tangled up in| the rope and fell down, and I fell on top of him," Bud explained cheer fully, “I waa bringing him (n. He's 1) bad citizen, I should judge.” | “IU pass him along to the shertff he may know something about him. Nelse and Charlie, you take and him tn to Crater and turn him to Kline, Waa he alone, Bud? “He had @ partner upon the ridge So far off I couldn't swear to him if I saw him face to face. T took a} shot at him, and think I nicked him. | He ducked.” “You nicked him with your stz shooter? And him eo far off you! couldnt recognize him again?” Dave | looked at Hud sharply. | “Well, he stood up against the airy. | ine, { he waan't mi than 75 yards,” Bud explained. “I've dropped | antelope that far, plenty of times. The lNgh: bad, this evening.” “Antel " Dave repeated medita- | tively, and winked at his men. “Alry right, Bud—we'll let it stand at antelope.” Bud rode on to the ranch. | Honey ran out te meet bim She) was anxious that he should not think her cowardly. “I saw a man throwing his rope and It looked as If he had dragged you off the horse, Bo I ran my horse | all.the way home, to get Uncle Dav and the boys.” Fven Muanhrooms Help Bod wanted a talk with Martan. He hoped that she would be willing | to tet! htm more thAn could be writ. | ten on @ claret paper, and wanted | to let her kriow that he was anxious | to help her. Lew returned with « vile temper and rheumatiam in his left shoulder 80 that he could not work, but stayed | around the house and made his wife miserable by bie presence On) Wednesday morning Marian had her | hair dressed over her eare—but she @id not quite conceal from Bud's keen ¢@yes the ugly bruise on her temple. Bud dared not look at her or at Lew. He tried to eat, finally gave up the attempt, and left the table. In getting up he touched Lew's shoulder with his elbow, and Lew let out a bellow of pain and an oath. “Pardon me. ‘I forget your rheu- torily, his face going red at the epithet. ‘Thursday came, and stil there was no chance to speak @ word In private. Thursday brought « thunderstorm, and Friday noon Bud went out to an old calf shed which he had dis covered in the edge of the pasture and gathered his neckerchief full of | mushrooms. Then Bud took long steps to the kitchen door. “Here are some mushrooms,” he said guardedly. “They're just an ex- cuse. I came to find out what's the matter, Mra. Morris. Is there any- thing I can do? I took the bift you gave me in the note Sunday and I discovered right away you know what you were talking about.” tempts to cheat. “Don't go around with @ éoflar tn your pocket. There are men in this country who would willingly dispense with the formality of racingea horse in order to get your money,” “Yoa—I'¥e discovered one Informal method. I wish I knew how I could help you” “Help me—tn what way” “I don't know, I wish I @a@ I thought perhaps you had some trouble that— My mother had the same look in her eyes when we came back to the ranch after some Indian trouble and found the house burned and everything destroyed but the ground itself. So I feel as if I ought to help you, just as I'd help mother. “You're different,” he went on “You don’t belong here drudging in this kitchen. They ought to have a man cooking for these men.” “Oh, the kitchen!" Mariag ex- Claimed impatiently. “I don't mind the cooking. That’s the least—” “I—I don’t suppose that’s it alto- gether, I'm not trying te find out what the trouble ls—but I wish you'd remember that I'm ready to do any- thing In the world that I can. You won't misunderstand that, I'm sure.” “No-o,” said Marian slowly. “But you see, there’s nothing that you can do—except, perhaps, make things worse for me.” Then, to lighten that statement, ahe smiled at him. “Just now you can help me very much if you will go in and play something besides the ‘Blue Danube Waltz.’ ‘T# Honora you got her some mush- ” Bad's giance followed hers thru the window. Lew was coming up to the house with a slicker over his head to keep Off the drizzle. Bud was in the sitting room and had picked Honey off the piano stool, had given her a playful shake and was playing the “Blue Danube” when Lew entered the kitchen and kicked the door shut behind him, If Burroback Valley was scheming to fleece a stranger at their races nd rob him by force if he happened to win, then Bud felt justified in getting every dollar possible out of the lot of them. (Continued Temerrow) WHISTLER ‘MOF PIANO TZKY METHOD Special course (intensive system) fo; | But no Caliph Camel could they see FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS ‘a & * RAMA , Grattle Page 350 MARY GOES Untf the end of the year 1881, Mary did her housekeeping camp style, There was the new house to be built, and the land to be cleared and all the woman's work | to do, benides—cooking and clean ing up and sewing. Things wear| out fast In a rough place like) that, and one eas carry s few clothes into the forest when one packs a0 her belongings on her back, that every once in a while Mary hed to go tack over the rough trafl te Wilkeson to do some sewing. And, of course, while che was there, dhe got provisions to take back with her te her homestead. One morning earty she started off ou she hore, her plans all made te sew that Gay and return the next morning She had not gone far when the clouds ecemed to drop down on her, they came so clom. It was dark In the woods, and the alr was heavy with a coming storm. Mary looked up at the gray clouds and| urged ber horse as much as she dared, up steep banks they climb ed, up and up, only to slip and atide down on the other side. Around sharp shoulders of rock. the trafl led, a narrow path with tree tops below and Ittle streams) foaming at the botiom of the TO MARKET Across the river, ap hil and Gown all the long eight milena. The rain began to fall In earnest. Sometimes the thick trees partly eheltered her from the drops and sometimes the branches: seemed to catch the water and hold ft, only go empty it out tn bucketfulle on her head and shoulders. For two é@nys ft raine?; rained hard; the kind of rain which maken rivers of babbling brooks and torrents of peaceful rivera Then when ft stopped tn the earty dawn of the third day, Mary got up and begun to get herself ready for the home trip. Four mcks were pacired rea@y to tie on the hore, 250-pound of Nour and two mcks of the same size, one filled with gro ceries and the other with cloth- ing. Mr. Jones helped with the pack- ime; the saddle was made good and tight, then the macks were tied to i, balanced as well as could be, ed firmly, and all was ready. Poor Mary. » The horwe had four good feet with hoofs on them for the rough tral, while Mary had her two feet with their tender skin, her leather shoes which were soaked before she bad walked @ mile, and stock- ings which grew wet and wrinkly as she walked at the horse's bead, (Te Be Continued) horse? Oh, nef Poor ae. Lape 1 OF ENE TWIN “So that’s where he is,” said Flippety-Flap. “That must be Mr. Camel enor ing?’ mid Nancy looking around under the trees for a sien of him. “surest thing, you know,” an- awered Flippety-Flap, peering around in the grass and low bushes of the Green Oasin, Nick ran over to the edge of a little pool of water, think- ing he might find Mr. Camel there. For altho a denert is dry and hot and sandy, you must know that an canis in the middle of a desert is the nicest kind of a place, Cool and green, with plenty of water to drink. But Caliph, Camel wes nowhere to be neon, althd the snoring seemed near, Out tn the hot sum tt wna realty) almost hot enough to fry an egg, if| one had an egg and & frying pan, and in the midst of the hot sand was a heap of something that looked as| tho some poor beggar had cast away @ lot of his old rags. Rags all | frayed, and worn, and moth-eaten, | and dirty, and brown aa the desert sands. Oh, terribly old rags! “Let's look behind that,” sald Nancy, pointing. So they all went. anywhere. 'N then—something under the old | rags went “Snzeez2! Sn-rrrt| Sn-ze2f" with the worst old rum-| bling. “Begorra!” sald Fuppety-Flap, pok ing it with his toe, “so that's where he txt Under afl these off things out in this red-hot sun! Hey, thoref” he called. “Aren't you mixed up, eld boy? Thin isn't the North Pole. There isn’t any ice nearer than the | wultan's refrigerator. This is the Great Brown Desert, and if you keep yourself so hot you'll get the pip.” “What's the pip? demanded the pile of old raga, staggering onto its feet. “Why tt» Mr Camel himselff cried Nick, (To Be Contirmed) (Copyright, 1921, N. EK. AQ A dapantse marine grass yitkds 2 fibre which strengthens and cheap ena thread. HAMILTON CENTS WORTH OF Fh ea A MINUTE ‘YoU GAVE. ME A DIME - HERE'S An Sizes and Prices We Specialize in “Lemaire” “Colment” “Lehs* “Hensoldt” “Busch? “Goers” “Bausch and Lemb” Write for Price Lista @r Selections to Try Out Seattle Optical Co. Established Since 1890, 715 Second Ave How DID I Know “ou Was Gor Wea ? Ne TO You Ovaet To MAKE Some inl of a QUILTING We quilt your pieces, Quitts and comforters in beautiful de- signs, $1.60 to $3.50 each. 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I had given Bob everything, all the glory and the humility of a woman's love. He had divided his devotion, he had given me a part for the whole, I regarded myself with astonish ment. How could I, a girl of sense, have been satisfied, for so long, te give so much for so little? (To Be Continued) ‘Tho New York Association for Im proving the Condition of the Poor, with 11,642 contributors, heads all charitable organizations ‘in the United States in the number of ind} vidual contributors,