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5 ; a Ye, i IDAY, MAY 13, 1921. A der Believes Wars YRill Not Cease; Thinks ey Are Part of Our acy. = - Miss Grey: Your column ix A great human melting pot, re rich oF poor, ignorant or wise, ppy or despairing humans always ta hearty welcome, I have fol- Pwed your letters closely since com. Ds bere from another continent five |} BAO and I have often meant) \ goatribute something to the ym,” and now Quakerishly speak “The Spirit has moved me.” There's one fallacy that should be rever put behind us. But as yet) seems hydraheaded. Cut it down | pe place and it spring» up in an-! It's the fallacy of thinking} human nature can be abolished | even changed by statute. ‘There are certain laws that are yond human power to change, so mmdamental are they, so imbedded human consciousness and natural One of these laws is that ingle and contest for supremacy just Always be in human society © shall never settle down to ac jeacent calm. We're simply not : that way. It's one of the imifevident truths which hedge about ir ways. ve can make laws to promote ce until deomaday. They will tend limit certain disturbances, but Will not change bumanity, un- by a ry slow, indirect inftu- » Searcely showing itself from tion to generation. We must expect too much of them. Our i can fix arbitrary limits, but ‘}ihat does not alter verities. We of the present shall never see fhe time when wars shall cease, in Qf probability. We shall not see the time when economic struggle shall net be. It was never meant that the latter should cease. What a torpor ities would ensue should that ! The world would be off than it is today. ‘The only chance for lasting change in the hearts of every one of us, in proportion as we take the 0 of the present struggle to and make them a part of actions, in like proportion shall cast wise influence upon the gen- that follow, It's our share bringing about of Utopia. Will “ ee es i See . ;|crowns of dwarf acacias. Miss Grey: Where was Sit- Bull born and what tribe did he ig to? LLOYD. seas born c: Willow Creck in region which later became Da- Territory im 1837, and was o of Miss Grey: When was gua- first invented? P. If d9 uncertain when gunpowder first used. There are various It (4 known that at the of Crecy (1346), there were with gunpowder as @ pro- Miss Grey: As we have as a been honoring our mothers, I lke to speak of the ideal me there are just two types of in this world—the first is physical needs and thinks her du- end there. But the second is true mother, which type is almost it is not only the mother love that #0 great and true, but the real nature which takes in the a's four-fold nature. Some women born mothers, yet have never blessed with children and yet more truly mothers in heart and Buch women are the guardian ot childhood. MRS. W. H. eless Shampooing Spoils the Hair Boap should be used very carefully, you want to keep your hair look- its best. Most soaps and pre- shampoos contain too much This dries the scalp, makes hair brittle, and ruins it. The best thing for steady use is ified cocoanut oil shampoo th is pure and greaseless), and is than anything else you can Mone or two teaspoonfuls of Mulsi- will cleanse the hair and scalp ughly. Simply moisten the hair water and rub it in. It makes abundance of rich, creamy lather, | Which rinses out easily, removing ev- particle of dust, dirt, dandruff ahd excessive oil, Aiickly and evenly, and it leaves the Nealp soft, and the hair fine and siky, bright flufty b manage Wo can get Mulaified cocoanut oil mpoo at any pharmacy, it's very } Cheap, and a few ounces will supply | Mery member of the family for Months. Be sure your druggist gives Fe Mrtwitiod—Advertisement. lustrous, and The hair dries) “The Golden Scorpion” By SAX RONMER Copyright by Robert M. Moltride & Co, jowing might Unap The fi f Sootiand Yard ah Btuare ® contains only Go ’ (Continued From Yesterday) incredulous and half fearful Stu art peered at it closely, He remem bered that the impression upon the | wax sealing the mysterious envelope had had a circular depression in the center. It had been made by the head of the drawing pin! ‘One hand raised to his head, Stuart |stood endeavoring to marshal his | | teas into some sane order, then he raised the green baize curtain hang ing from the lower shelf, which con cealed a number of empty cardboard bores. | A rectangular strip had been jroushly cut from the lid of the top most box! The mysterious envelope and its Joontents, the wax and the seal—all jhad come from his own dispensary!) CHAPTER X Inspector Dunbar stood in the tt tle dispensary tapping his teeth with the end of a fountain pen. | “The last time he visited you, doc. tor—the time when he gave you the envelope-—did the cabman wait here in the waiting-room?* | “He did—yes. He came after my | jordinary consulting hours and I was jat supper, I remember, as I am com. pelled to dine early.” “He would be in here alone?” | - No one else was in the room. | Dunbar tore a leaf out of the book | and folded it carefully. | “Iam going to ask you to semi up something and lock it away! But/| I don’t think you'll be troubled by | cowled burglars or beautiful women because of it. On this piece of paper have written—{a)"—he ticked off} the points on his fingers—"what I believe to be the name of the man who cut out the cardboard and sealed it in an envelope; (b), the name of the cabman; and (c), the name of the! man who rang me up here last night | and gave me information which bad only just reached the commissioner. | T'll ask you to lock it away until it's wanted, doctor.” When the inspector had taken his departure Stuart stood for a long) time staring out of the study window | at the ttle lawn with its bordering | of high, neatly trimmed privet, above | which at intervals arose the mop Later in the afternoon he had oc casion to visit the institution to which he had recently been appoint- ed as medical officer. A taxicab passed bim, moving slowly very close to the pavement. Mile. Dorlan was leaning out of the window and looking back at him! Stuart’s heart leaped high. Per- ceiving that she had attracted his attention, the girl extended a white gloved hand from the window and dropped a note upon the edge of the pavement. Stuart ran forward and picked up the note. He unfolled the sheet of plain note paper, faintly perfumed with jasmine, and read the follow. ing, written in an uneven feminine hand. > “Close your shutters at night. Do not think too bad of me.” CHAPTER XT Dub found Stuart in a singular frame of mind. A meanenger from) New Scotland Yard had brought him @ bundle of documents relating to the case of Sir Frank Narcombe, and @ smaller packet touching upon the | sudden end of Henrik Ericksen, the | Norwegian electrician, and the equal ly unexpected death of the Grand| Duke Ivan. { He paced the study restlesaily. | Forcing himself at last to begin | work, if only as a sedative, he filled | and lighted his pipe, turned off the! center lamp and lighted the reading | lamp upon the tabie. The telephone bell rang, and he| started back in his chair as tho to avoid a blow. By doing so he avoided destruction. At the very instant that the bell rang out sharply in the silence—so exact is the timetable of Kismet— a needle-like ray of blue light shot | across the lawn from beyond and above the hedge and—but for that | nervous start—must have struck | fully upon the back of Stuart's skull. | Instead, it shone past his head, which | it missed only by inches, and he ex- perienced a sensation as tho some | one had buffeted him upon the cheek | furiously. He pitched out of his chair and onto the carpet. ‘The first object which the ry touched was the telephone: and next, beyond it, a medical dictionary; be-| yond that again, the grate in which a fire was laid. “My God!" groaned Stuart—“what | ig it” ‘There came a series of dull reports —an uncanny wailing . and the needleray vanished. A monster ‘shadow, moon-cast, which had lain across the carpet of the lawn—the shadow of a cowled man—vanished Read My Articie tn Saturaay's Star WE BOTH WIN am now devoting my entire time to lmy dental practice. Having now served ‘the people here for twenty years, and made good by doing dental work that jean guarantes. and making my | guarantee good. I do not cempete with Cheap) Dentists, nor do T operate on’ your pocketbook of sell you conversa- I give two dollars’ worth of 1 work for @ no you save ol and our eats mute we heth win. Open evenings til! 7 and Sundays til] 12:20 for people who work, EDWIN J. BROWN. D. D. 5. Seattle's Dentist | 108 Columbis st. | on. make * you fHE SEATTLE STAR DOINGS OF THE DUFFS Wilbur Is Expensive Help ber] SAY, OLIVIA, WOULD You i] MIND DOING THE DISHES hu) TONIGHT HELEN HAS A A} ] HEADACHE AND WANTS ‘TO LIE DOWN! FRECKLES AND HIS FRIE. WELL, MOTHER = VOU CANT GUESS 1 WAVEN'T WE SLUSHTEST WHAT TM GOING To Coy Ts af ate Staitle NOES oO Page 362 HER LANGUAGE TEACHER “And didn't you lke your, spik Stwash.’ land, when you did come to it?” Peggy asked. “When we came to it,” Mra, W. repeated. “We came to an impossible, impassable bluff.” “The, onty way in which our) goods could be gotten to the val ley below was by tumbling them over the edge and letting them roll down. “It was too much for me, my limbs ached and my heart ached, | and in utter despair I sat down | and cried. “All this way, I thought. We! have come all this way and failed I haven't strength to go on and this claim cannot be reached. | Well, weil! It isn’t a good thing to give up hope for after some scouting around we did find a place to live; we rented a house and ranch for $50 a year and set- tled down. The house wasn't very grand, it is true, and instead of a Yale lock and a latch key we fastened the front door with a| ‘The very day after our return clothes pin in a hole, but no|a lot of Indians came to the burglar disturbed my old solid sil. house. The chief—a score of men Yer family spoons or the treasured | iy went-te lee ei daa oe pewter plates. jed it. “One day the Indian chief came “First she drew forth a fancy to me and said, ‘You spik Siwash? | garter, which she gave to me, and No? I spik Boston? No. You then she took out a long stocking stuffed full of $20 gold pieces. teach me spik Boston, I teach you tik (To Be Continued) also. e Clutching the side of his head, which throbbed and tingled as tho| from the blow of an open hand,|back gate of the house . . . was Stuart struggled to his feet scrambling over the hedge . . . The mouthpiece of the telephone | was racing across the lawn! had vanished! A man burst into the study, He “My God!" he groaned again, and | was a man of somewhat heavy build, clutched at the back of the chair. | swaying and breathing rapidly, his His dictionary was smoldering | gaze upon the instrument. slowly. It had a neat, round hole| “Mon Dieu!" he cried—“what has some three inc in diameter, bored | happened, then!” completely thru, cover to cover. The| (Continued Tomorro’ “So our lessons began and 1 be wan a little to lone my fear of the Indians, but never was I quite sure about them. One day the wife of thin chief came carrying in her arms a little trunk. It was larger than a doll trunk, would bold about as much as a small steamer trunk, “She walked into the house with it, looked around the room, and finally choosing the spot which sulted her, put it down with a grunt. “You keep trunk,’ she sald. ‘I fo way; I come back some day get trunk.’ And without asking me if I was willing to ‘store her bag: gage,” she stalked off. We never opened her trunk, of course, and it sat there tll we grew so used to it we scarcely noticed it. “After a time we went away on @ visit and were gone for days. “The house was unlocked, ex- cept for its clothespin fasteners, but we felt that there was so lit- |tle of real value there that we | need not worry. wae fire in the grate was flaring up the chimney! Someone was running toward the “Bayer”on Genuine Aspirin—say “Bayer” Warni “Fa z! Unless you see the name |ache, Neuralgia, ache, Toothache, Lumbago Pain, All druggists sell er Tab: Jets of Aspirin in handy tin boxes of 12, and in bottles of and 100, As one years and proved safe by mil-|pirin ix the trade mark of Bayer lions, ‘Take Aspirin only as told in| Manufacture of Monoaceticacidestor the Bayer package for Colds, Head-|of Sulicylicacit package or on tablets and for are not getting genuine Aspirin preweribed by physicians for twenty Rheumatism, Kar: | DANNY, STOP THROWING You DID, IT'S THOSE MARBLES! WHAT Your, F' eckles Doesn't Care for Mogics, Now 5AN' wHY DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE SOMUCH WELL, YOU JUST TRY TO BREAK FOUR PLATES WITH OUT MAKING A BY BLOSSER ~"NOW, HENRY, You IMPOSSIBLE NOTHING! 1 | KNOW WE CAN'T WE CAN SAVE ON OTHER. | AFFORD [T-SIMPLY || THINGS, SUCH AS Movies / “Lee, FRINSTANCE . —AND £ Have TH SATISFACTION OF KNOWING “THaT I've MAD]e A COT of MONTY ROR MYS@LP AND THe STOCKHOLDERS, laT THR SAMG “TIME CVE PAID Sood | UNION WAGES, = Sirmixes YOURE PAYING UNiOn NO Raacs In THE FACTORY tt NouR GENEROSITY, | Ra] HOWEVER, DOESN'T | Se EXTEND TO YOUR B)ORFICEe HELP IY ==! / i \ ‘\ \\ ADV BNTURES . OF ENE CMI ES As he went on eating and thinking about the circus he had to laugh. Everything was very quiet for a, tle while to keep it cool, He went few minutes in the Land-That-Was-|on snipping off bits of short, juicy Farthest-Away-Of-All. Mrs. Ostrich | grass with his teeth and thought and wan offended at Mr. Ostrich for | thought and thought. criticising her grammar, and Zippy| After awhile he forgot all about Zebra was sulking because Mrs. Os-| being mad, and as he went on eat- trich had made remarks about his|ing and thinking about the cireus, | grammar, #0 nobody said a thing. he had to laugh—whinny, 1 mean- “The idea!" Zippy kept saying over for being first cousin to Prince, the and over to himself, “That's always | Pony, he could whinny the way with people who stay at | “My! he chuckled, not knowing that home and never go out to the he was talking out aloud. “That was | world. They think they know every. | fine thing.” | “What was fine?* demanded Mrs, Zippy's ear kept on smarting and | Ostrich ‘surning and he flapped it every lit-| Zippy looked up in surprise, “The 1 with ME-I'M quite well, | DON'T ARGUE JUST THINK OF me TUE CHILDREN—THEY AW, MOM, WE WANNA Confessions of a Husband (Copyright, 1921, WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Tom Howard ts the ordinary, hi mi has ty supper. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY 7. Edith Forces Me to Share a Secret With Her “Did you tell Det.that I called you }up this morning?” We had just taken our seats in the theatre. The lights were going down for the first act. I shot a quick look at Edith, but it was already too dark to make out anything of her face. “No,” I answered crisply. ‘There was a great deal more that |1 could have added. All day I had | been wondering whether to say any- |thing about that telephone call. It jwas absolutely absurd to be put in |embarrassing situations like this. I | | || coula have mentioned it casually to |my wife, but she would have asked Ja thousand questions. It seemed leasiest to say nothing at all about it. Now Edith herself was bringing |up the subject. | When the curtain went down upon the act she immediately turned to me again. | “Was it such a terrible thing—my }ealling you up?” No, of course not.” “I wanted to tell you to be sure to ook handsome, And you do.” It was rather flattering to hear this, but I felt her father hadn't | spanked her often enough when she as @ little girl. can't understand why you con- cealed it from Dot. Won't she think it very strange?” slipper?’ he said mysteriously, and went on eating grass, After while he chuckled again, I mean whinnied, and remarked to himself, “My! That was nice, too.” “What was nice?" Mrs. Ostrich thought Zippy was losing his senses. But she was curious as well, “The shoe! Zippy told her. Mrs, Ostrich stamped her feet im- patiently. But that's all the good it did her. Mr. Ostrich wasn't caring a brass farthing about anything but gobbling up stones and pieces of hard mud. That's a man for you. Always eating. By-'n'.by Zippy chuckl “What's it, this time Mrs. Ostrich. “I suppose it's an arctic or an overshoe, or a pair of roller skates!" “No,” answered Zippy, rolling his eyes, “I was thinking of a boot.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, N. ‘The Seattle Star) “Concealed?” -I was really angry, but T controlled my voice. “I haven't concealed anything. I simply forgot to mention it." She took no notice. “But of course she can’t be angry if she doesn’t find out about it, can he? And she is at the concert with my husband, while we're here to gether.” I resented her calm. assumption that she and I would have secrets in which my wife could sot share. “I don't think you know Dot very well,” I returned stiffly. “She would regard the whole matter as a joke.” “Yes, but there are good jokes— and naughty ones. You must have @ very bad conscience. Do ladies often call you up at the office? What |do they think of you down there? | By the way, who was the girl with the pretty voice who answered the telephone?” “One of the stenographers must have answered the phone; I really don't know which one.” “My, aren't you cautious!” I laughed. “There's no need to be cautious,” I assured her. “There are two in the office, and if you got a look at them you would understand that neither one is likely to disturb a man’s tranquility.” . “But how am I to get a look at them? Is that an invitation for me to take luncheon with you?” “I'm glad you regard it that way.” “You didn’t answer quickly enough. Now I won't accept.” “I'll ask George instead.” She made @ little face. . Men were straggling in from the lobby. The second act was about to begin. Edith put her hand lightly on my arm. “Don't forget to remind me,” she said, “I've something important to tell you tonight.” “Have you discovered how John D, made his money?” I flippantly re turned. 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