The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 19, 1921, Page 9

THE SEATTLE STAR DOINGS OF THE DUFFS [A THOSE STUPID LIGHTS GOING OUT] NEVER AGAIN |} OLiviA,GeTUP! THE PRESIDENT OF |7ZZ//ZAIND JUST THINK, WE TOOK | WE OUGHT To SUE ‘THE BLECTRICIAN! Cynthia Grey: ose “Beauty Hints”—Reader Finds Them Great Source of Amusement. Dear Miss Grey: the various “Heauty Hints” anxiety of people to ais Whiten the skin and put © Deauty by means of fw And yet the costre to del legitimate one. We all want to t Mot only attracts, but holds, Bu . Some of the work!'s most po charmers have been entirely ine in physical beauty. That by Naslf may attract, but tt will never Hold one worth the holding. Charm © te mot a thing of the skin or hair or | eyebrows It ts a quality of person ality, and wel! worth being cultivat fed But the beauty shops will never ms the secret, for it is ngt in the in sa ad The wery reason that more of us Rot charming ts that we are too engaged tn trying to be so. hts of self drive out thought of others, and thoughtfulness is the first principle of real @tarm. If we are thoughtful of oth ‘We shall study thom to see what i please. We shall put consider ; inte action, kindness into Words, We shall avoid all that Ukely to hurt or annoy and hunt the things that will delight. Unselfish thought always leaves ts stamp on the face and the life sing to please, we shall forget ithe unimportant trifles and so tea det ourselves in those more po- that before we know we shall We acquired that which before we fht in vain. L . rb ye Miss Grey: Will you please & recipe for rhubarb relish tn Ruts and oranges are used? 2 ALY , Juice one lemon, % pownd Prepare rhubdard as for add oranges which have been very fine. Measure and add sugar to each cup fruit and Put into kettle, cook stowly 45 minutes or wntil thick like stirring to keep from burning. Jemon juice and chopped nuts tuto sterilized or tumblers. s to lere Existence” Dear Miss Grey: Just a word of to the mother who signs ber “Mere Existence.” You my it seems as tf you must den your mind to some human I say from experience It can't | p done. Of course, it is not God's for any one to go mad,with hate. | My dear woman, what you really fs a change of heart. You say husband will have to face God @ay. I ay we will each one of Be individually have to do that. If re to get rid of hate, which ts in the sight of unless you have a heart your ownself first. years to change my hus- failed. Things went from worse and I thought as do my mind. I had heard that into a person's beart there. One God to make me meant business. He led real repentance and I found happiness, some- never had in all my life love there, a love that loves n You'll find ‘your God in the time of need; one il take away every care and and send you on your way Try it—you've nothing to nd everything to gain. a only knows where hate leads iso tell everything to him He pin His word: “Come unto me ail @ that labor and are heavy laden, pd I will give you rest.” 1 found it I hope you will get some good tofthis ONE WHO KNOWS. F e- on lisinformed ‘Dear Miss Grey: I have been di- d two months and now I wish again; but in this state one wait six months before re- but I understand that 1 ge to Vancouver, B.C. and be d at any time after being di- and the marriage will be legal every way. and that I can come here to live. Hoping for a ly reply lam JUST SLIM. It can’t be done—not ically, and Mf you enter into an illegal marriage ct you are liable to arrest and for contempt of court. If you in Canada and make your there the marriage will be legal eeecaurrvgc eer ern aaaniebes eterna skin will begin healing Influences of Even Ecaema, the worst ls easily, while minor ‘will often disappear after « single pebe t! as directed with Cran- i Sater se disappointed et disa pone wile = al a da incl It's a neverfailing source cf amusement in the newspapers, the looking It's almost pathetic blemishes, ta to put way to remove amall fact the eyes, the assyluous nd cold er charm the be charming, to have the personality it we go about it In such a mistaken | “The Golden Scorpion” By SAX KOUMER Copyright by Robert M. Moliride & Co, | (Continued From Yesterday) } It was long past Dr, Stuart's hours ultation when I arrived at se, and the servant showed me into @ waiting room, informing me that the doctor would join me tn/ a few minutea Directly she had) gone out I took from the pocket of | my tunte the sealed envelope which T had intended to lodge with the doc tor. Pah! It was stained with blood which had trickled down from the wound in Yny scalp! The unpleasantly sticky letter 1 [returned to my pocket, looking around me for some means of mak ing up any kind of packet which could do duty as a substitute Immediately on a level with my eyes waa a packet of foolscap en- velopes and a stick of black sealing | wax! | Drawing aside a baixe curtain which hung from the bottom shelf, I discovered a number of old cardboard boxes. It was sufficient, With a pair of surgical sclsors I cut a piece from the lid of one and thrust it into an gumming down the lapel, I closed both ends with wax, and—singular coincidence!—finding A Chinese coin fastened to a cork ly ing on the shelf, my sense of humor Prompted me (to use it as a seal! Finally I borrowed a pen which rest fed in a bottle of red ink and wrote upon the envelope the number 39. that day being the 30th day of the month. It was well that the artist within me had dictated this careful elabora. tion, as became evident a few min utes later when the doctor appeared as the head of a short fitght of stairs and requested me to | As envelope. Stuart on my scalp, descended to the dispensary for lint, the habits of a lifetime as serted themselves. I quickly switched off the Neht) and peeped out of the window around! the edge of the blind, which I drew slightly aside, In the shadow of the wall upon the opposite side of the narrow Jane a man was standing!, 1 turned on the light again. The! watcher should not be dixappotnted! My skull being dressed, I broached the subject of the letter, which I said T had found tn my cab after the accident which had caused the in- Jeary. | “Someone left this behind today. str,” I said; “perhaps the gentieman| who was with me when I had the accident; and I've got no means of| tracing him. Would you mind taking | charge of-it for @ week or so, until| it t claimea?” I explained that if I kept the letter | I might be suspected of an tntention of stealing it, whereas Girectly there was any inquiry, he could certify | that T had left it in his charge, He seemed to be natiafied and asked me | to come to his study for a moment. The man in the lane was probably | satisfied, too, I had stood three | paces from the table lamp all the time, waving the letter about as I talked, and casting a bold shadow | The first thing that struck me as T entered the doctor's study was that the French windows, which opened | on a sheltered lawn, were open. I acted accordingly. | “You see,” said Dr. Stuart, “I am inclosing your letter in this big en-| velope Which I am sealing.” | I edged nearer to the open win-| dow “If ft t# not reclaimed,” I enid! loudly, “it goes to Scotland Yard— yes?” “Meanwhile,” concluded the doc-| tor, “I am locking it in this private drawer in my bureau.” | “It is locked in your bureau. Very | good.” | emwpoene | CHAPTER I. | Knowtng that people of “The Scor-. pion” were watching, I do not pre tend that I was at my ease as I drove around to the empty house in which I garaged my cab. | Hurriedly I began to put out the lamps, I locked the stable doors and stood looking about me again, A magazine pistol held in my hand, I crept,!step by step, along the wall untit I stood just within the open- ing. There I stopped. I could hear a sound of quick breathing! There was some one wait- ing outside! Clone to the wall, @ pistol in his left hand and an upraised sandbag in his right, stood “Le Balafre!” But he had not seen me. Inch by inch I thrust my pistol forward, the barrel raised sharply. I could not be sure of my aim, of course, nor had I time to judge it carefully, I fired, ‘The bullet wag meant for his right wrist, but it struck him in the fleshy part of his arm. He hurled himself upon ma, Flat against the wall he held me, and began, his teeth bared fn that| fearful grin, to crush the life from| me, to much an attack there was only one counter, I kicked him savagely —and that death-grip relaxed, 1 writhed, twisted—and was free! He staggered. I struck him over the heart, and he fell. I pounced upon! him, exulting, for he had sought my | life and I knew No pity. I stooped and examined the gar ments of the man who lay at my feet, The dend man carried a travel roupon to Paris bearing that day's! date, together with some other pa- pers, but I could find nothing of rea! interest, until in an inside pocket | of hia cont I felt some hard, trregu- | larly shaped object. I withdrew it, and in the moonlight it lay, glitter ing in my palm @ golden scorpion! | It had apparently been broken in| the struggle, The tall was missing, nor could 1 find it; but I must con- LAST NIGHT AND SPOILING OUR SHOW JUST MAKES ME SICK! IWONDER IF THEY'LL TRY 1T AGAIN P “THE CLUB JUST CALLED-WE ARE GOING TO HAVE AMEETING To DECIDE ABouT WURRV UP TAG e MOM SAID IF WE WASHED OVRSELVES NICE AN CLEAN WE CAN GO PARSON ME, MADAM, BUT L WisH To SAY IN PASSING. THAT IF You FER SEST IN JAMMING YouR KiP’S HAT Down NY TRAT MANNER HE Wce DEVGSLOP CARS CKS A BLOOD HOUND Itt ¢ ' fess that I did not prolong the search. I unlocked from my wrist an Iden tification dise which I habitually wore there, and locked tt upon the wrist of the man withthe scart Behold me, 10 minutes later, driv- ing slowly along a part of the Thames embankment which I chaneed to remember, a grewsome passenger riding bebind me in the cab, Arriving at my destination—@ va- cant wharf open to the road—I pull- ed up and listened. I opened the door of the cab and dragged out “La Balafre.”" Then there was a dull splash far below... and silence again, Gaston Max had been consigned to ® watery gravel The cab returned to the stable, 1 locked the door, and by the light of one of the lamps, shaved off my beard and mustache, My uniform and cap I hung up on the hook where I usually left them after working hours, aod changed into the suit which I had placed there in readiness, I next destroyed all evi- dence of identity and left the place | | in @ neat condition, 1 extingutshed | the lamp, went out and locked the) door behind me, and carrying # traveling grip and @ cane I set off for my new hotel Charles Malet had @lsappeared! (Continued Tomorrow) THAT DISSOLVES BLACKHEADS No more squeezing and pinchin et rid of those unsightly bles . blackheads, There is one sim~ ple, safe and sure way to get them out and that is to dissolve them. 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And the is highly poulpluring itself expert Spee attention given to f-town orders and inqui-~ ries. Prices right. Write for Particulars, REFUNDING THE Mon FOR "THE TICKETS nee * * * S09 DPD nd _* Page IN $836 AND NOW WE HAVE TO GIVE IT ALL BACK = Cd 367 AN AX TO GRIND (Continued) “and then,” Peggy burried the beautiful lady, “and then, did they rush tm and seal up you every one?™ “Oh, Pegey.” David's disgusted voice broke In, “can't you see her hatr’s all on and everything.” “Yea,” she assured them. “Our hair was af on for that one more day, but I am not » bit sure It wasn't standing on end, we were all eo friihtened. / “after what seemed te us an age, the lest ax and knife was sharp enough to sult its owner, and we saw the Indians trail off as quietly as they had come.” “"You see, mama,’ we enid, ‘they didn’t do a thing bad, did they? Maybe they are some awfully good Indians.’ “But mother’s fears were not wo easily put aside, ‘No doubt,’ she sal dto hervelf, ‘they have thelr weapons all sharp and ready now, and have gone into the woods to hide until it !s dark; then, when night falls they will come—stealing—softly — softly— thru the trees and while we sleep, they will creep into this rough little house and murder us tm our beds! Ob, my poor Little baby girist If only we had not brought them to this wild coun- try. If only father and the boys had been content to stay in our tear old bone “All thru the long night Feat sat en her pillow and disturted her rest. Every sound meant danger and even the stillness of the woods seemed to be filled with terror. “But morning came at last, and still her loved ones were with her. Still no suvage had come to wreck our home, “About the middle of the fore noon, when we were at our play, we were startled to see the same party of Indians coming as on the day before. “"Now,’ thought mother, ‘now it will come—the thing I feared.’ “But nothing of either malice or thrent was in the faces of the Indians. Some of them carried sacks bulging knobbily. “"We come make potlatch (gith),’ they said in their broken English. ‘You give sharp edge; we bling apples.’ “Apples! We could hardly be Neve it. And no child of today can realize what a treat those ap ples were.” preety Confessions of a Husband 12. ‘When 1 got home that night I £! found that Rosa, the maid, had been one move too quick for us. Wheth- er she had heard us talking about letting her go I do not know, but she had gone, giving Dot about half an hour’s notice, Well, at least our servant problem was solved. Until I made more money we could not afford to hire another. Dot took the bad news about the reduction in my salary much better than I had expecterd. For the mo- ment we had worse trouble than that. Bobbie had to be fed and put to bed and our dinner prepared at the eame time. Dot had all she could do looking after the meal, so I volun- teored to take care of Bobbie, Probably because he was net ac- customed to taking his supper from me, the little fellow behaved very badly, Between each spoonful of egg he would cry for one of his dolls or a toy, and when he got what he wanted he would throw it on the floor and call for another, Finally he screamed and refused to eat at all, Dot had to leave the stove, pacity the child and persuade him to take (Copyright, 1921, by N. BA) the rest of his supper, but while she was doing that the potatoes burned. I tried to #et the table, but could not find the napkins nor the butter. Dot had to scurry around doing half a dozen things at once, and I felt very much in the way. ‘When we finally sat down to din- ner, Dot noticed that I had forgot- ten the bread, so I had to Jump up and get it, During the meal I had to get up three or four times for other things I had forgotten, ‘Then Dot carried the dishes out into the kitchen and brought in the dessert. It had started out to be a chocolate pudding, but it had failed to harden and the result was a sorry mesa, ‘This didn't make us feel any better. Aftor digner the dishes had to be washed, dried and put away. I help- ed out as well as I could and man- aged to do the drying without break- ing anything. When we had finish- ed Dot hurried into the living room and with a sigh threw herself into an armchair. “[’'m glad I.don't have to do this every night!” she exclaimed, Suddenly we looked at each other, We realized it would be like this WE SHOULD GET $10,000 DAMAGES! THATS My IDEA! “Do you wish to go in?” the doorway. Flippety-Flap and Nancy looked, and suddenly they saw what Nick saw, a curious sign cut into the bark tree. * Let's see what It saya,” suggested Nancy, trotting over quickly, and the others didn’t need coaxing. Up they tiptoed softly as feathers, and made out these words, “The Council of Creatures.” Whether the words were written im antelope language, or leopard language, or warthog lan: guage, or something equally difficult, neither Nancy nor Nick told me, but it doesn't matter, for, having the language charm that the Magical Mushroom had given them, the chil- dren could have understood had there been no letters there at all. “The Council of Creatures,” re- peated Fllppety-Flap in puzvied way. |] never heard of it, I wonder wha’ jit all means.” Just then a voice beside them re marked rather tartly, “That's not |surprising, considering that the |Council of Creatures most likely never heard cf you, either, Are you \triends or foes?’ DOT HAS SOME “GOOD NEWS” every night unless— “T've an appointment te see Edith’s father Monday morning,” I told Dot, “I met George coming home and he told me Edith had ar- ranged it.” “All I hope ts something comes of it. Just forget your ailly notions and put your best foot forward.” “I'm going to,” I grimly assured her. ‘We sat for a moment in silence. Then Dot said: “I forgot to tefl you. Mother wrote to me that they expected to visit us next week.” “They?” “She and father.” “I thought I had had trouble enough for one day.” I said this! jokingly, but I was anything except pleased. 1S IDEAL For the Hands asec dettoaie Mongoose pointed to a sort of; Fuppety-Fiap and the twins turned — quickly and beheld s mongoose close beside them, which also was most surprising, as one had been there @ minute before, “Friends,” answered the fairymam quickly. “Oh, afl right? said the mongoose in a relieved tone “We can't be too careful, you know.” Then he went on, suddenly agnin, “But whom are you friendly to? It doesn’t happen to be Tag Tiger, does it? You're sure that Tag Tiger didn’t send you to spy on us, are your” “Us! Fuppety-Flap looked aroun@ in astonishment. “How many thow sand people do you think you are, Mr. Mongoose?" “Oh, I'm only one, but the rest are inside. You see, I'm the guard. TI have to watch out here and let others know if Tag Tiger comes along. Do you wish to go in?’ mongoose pointed to a sort of way between some rocks. (To Be Continued (Copyright, 1921, N. E. A)