The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 28, 1921, Page 11

ESDAY, JUNE 28, 1921. You See,” Is Cynthia's ome Is on Verge of Be Dear Miss Grey: I would like your opinion, also of your} d A few months ago I was very | ith influenza and was taken to my mother’s home. much-pretended friend offered to take care of my home til I would be able to return. Her husband was employed the time on a tug owned by my husband, so her offer was for a case like this. pted, and she “moved in, very kid and conside: sto “forget and forgive” Pre not. + | hat course would you suggest? | a Sincerely, 1B to mention whether there you should hesitate to with your husband unless fa no other possible solution to prodiem, and that is for you to decide. your husband has actually ad- his guilt, then, of course, you in seeking @ separation him But you should take no in the prattle of gossiping Y “Believe nothing you hear, ‘only’ half that you see,” i al- @ safe and sane way to meet Rumor. ts one of the tnmgs I do not do: To advise men or women their respective mates. must be guided wholly in this mm by your heart @nd your Judgment. Surely one or the will dictate your course. It is tter that concerns you alone, Y you make your own choice, the future may hold, you then place the ame only upon oe die? Gindves te weer heme. 1| 5 are, ram et-taes 4 Se age Grey: I am the daugh- unmarried woman and am by my father’s name. It is a nationality, so I want to it to @ name similar, but of t nationality. ey y of my friends already know THE UPHILL ROAD” synthia Grey:| &PRlieve Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What} } Advice to Woman Whose sing Broken Up. ” She had two small children rate husband who trusted her rtly after my return home I was told she had remarked she was going to break up my home.” make a long story short, they owned up that they had} been untrue to their marriage vows. My husband wants and come back as though it MRS. E. B. S. ISS GREY Will receive read me under the new name. What 1 ‘vant to know is; Would I be legally married by using that n Pie far as the nathe ts concerned |there is nothing in the marriage laws relative to marriage under an assumed name. . Letter From Shut-ins Dear Cynthia: We, the stris of Wart B at the Firlands, were din cussing grass widows—a woman that has a divorce from her hashand, or @ woman that is separated from her |husband and has no divorce, or if leither is called a grass widow. We could not settle the argument with- out your help. WARD B. | A divorced woman whose husband ‘ widow,” apologetically over the pave and he disappeared like a into the dusk. came back and the two eed their steps slowly. the yellow glare of a street pj the younger man saw the fatigue of Ferrier’s strong He asked him an anxious 1 rotten?” sNo, only my head. I'll be all in the morning.” ‘ou look quite knocked.” they turned into the Adelphi, oman came along the pathway pped in a long coat, her bare hining golden in the starlight nd then she ran a step or two houlder hait fearfully. ings glanced at her curiously. wlackened her speed as she d them, and for a moment it d as if she was going to speak pkingly. ings looked after her. Did you see that girl?” he asked. Ferrier’s voice was listless. 9, I didn’t look at her.” thought she was going to speak “said Hastings, he laughed © awkwardly. “Wonder why was running? didn’t see her.” hey entered the house and began ‘climb the stairs; Ferrier stopped ily more than on leaning inst the fron balustra LYou're dead beat,” said Hastings; thrust a kindly hand thru his p and helped him up the remain- stairs to his own bedroom. ‘ou just tumble in—I’ll sleep on sofa.” tings waited till Ferrier was in hen he went off with a quilt blanket and tucked himself fi the big coach. woke with a start in the early firs of the morning: gray daylight oded the room, yet everything quiet. He listened a moment, n turned over again. KDreaming,” he muttered sleepily. Mm had fancied he heard a voice ing to him, In a moment he d it again—a man’s high-pitched He was off the couch in a , and into the room where he t Ferrier. He switched on the ectric light as he opened the door. Ferrier was sitting up in bed; bis es glared across the room unsee- Psiy. be was talking und muttering @ laughing deliriously, Hastings darted over to him. sWhat's up? Here, lie down.” He to force him back on the pik , but his own e#trength was as iB compared with Ferrier’s re fooled mo twice,” he said iy, “twice; but not a third mever a third time.” broke off, breathing heavily voice changed. Noan! Joan!* The name ring ously thru the silent room. Hast Watched him, whitefaced. He she stopped and looked over | Ferrier, then she drew away| knew at last why Ferrier had taken © .ong to write that letter. CHAPTER XXI ‘There wag no doubt about ft that Richard Ferrier was going to be very ill indeed, and after a little panto-stricken hesitation, young Hastings went downstairs pell.mell for the housekeeper. He explained incoberently. “There's @ man up in my rooma, ML Send for @ doctor. No, I can’t §0 niyself and leave you*with him, unless you want to be killed—he’s a giant. Hurry up, my good woman!” When he got back to the bedroom, Ferrier wag lying back on the pil- lows. His eyes wandered round the room vacantly, and there was a cu- rious glaze over them; he appeared not to see Husting: It was nearly an hour before the doctor came; he was keen and pro- fessional, but inclined to be unsym Pathetic. He said “Humph!” at regu- lar intervals, and rubbed his chin | thoughtfully; finally he turned to Hastings— “You must have a nurse; hi got a touch of brain fever. It may not be anything serious—he's got the Strength of a giant. Has he had any trouble—shock ? “No.” Hastings id not see that he was called upon to make explana- tions; he was perfectly well aware the same that the doctor did not | ve him, |. “There's no room for a nurse here,” he said, “unless I turn out. I suppose he can't be moved?” The suggestion was not made un- kindly, but he was worried and up set, and illness always unnerved ‘him. | The doctor looked at him quizzi cally, toward the cemetery in his present condition.” ‘Of course, he must stay then.” I think it advisable. I'l) #end pu & nurse.” tion. | “My sister is trained. She was at Bart's. A wire would fetch her— mate! not be left.” Hastings grumpily and buttoned them with irritating precision. | “I shall look in again at midday He made a dignified de parture. |there was something pathetic in the big man’s restlessness, He turned muttering without ceasing. |to Ferrier as a “jolly pretty girl.” jin his sister. She had taken up nursing in the first place for pleasure; afterwards, |since their father’s death, and the necessary relinquishing of High Chimneys, she had taken occ: cases to add to their wrmall income It was late afternoon when she | Jarrived in the Adelphi; young Hast ings felt a load roll from his worried | | shoulders when he met the soft gaze |of her brown eyes, “Well, old boy,” she said. stings explained breathlessly. | “There's a man here — {ll — brain | fever, It's Micky‘s friend from Can jada—errier. You remember he | wrote about him. He's had a rough |time since he landed. I can't tell you all about it, but the doctor thinks he’s pretty bad. He |big caap, too. Do you think you \uan manage?” | “Of course.” | She went with him to Ferrier’s room: it was darkened, but the hot isunshine bad forced an entrance DOINGS OF THE DUFFS as! | ts living ls commonty called 4 “grass | PUNCTURE, ALD., - ART PARSAIP USED A CORK FROM HOME BREW JUG AS A FLOATS & 90 POUND FISH SMELLED fT AND STAGGERED ASHORE = WHILE TAKING FISH HOME, ART HAD LET IT LEAN AGANIST EVERY LAMP POST. BY CONDO | LUMBAGO, VA.,— GUS EGGNOG CAUGHT A FISH AFTER (T HAD SWALLOWED 1050 FEET oF UNE HE FOUND LINE WOUND ON SPOOL ISTDE FISH ff WS WIFE, A SEAMSTRESS, Now USES FIGH AS 8 BORA - EVERETT TRUE NEIGHBOR, SEEN THING OF ICKENS WER excuse Me por MINUTS — “He could be moved, certainty, but | it would be rather a definite step | | Blossom went into their supper ba . Jagain. “It doesn't pay to be too| Rain.’ Now who do you s'pose it Young Hastings had an. inspira-| | thru every available chink. jlay on his back } da The girl looked - at him interested al hand on his burn: The heavy breathing Micky out in Canada se |whe's only down in Surrey with the} | to have receded to a great dis. “As you like, of course. He must | ing forehe | quieted for that was why be had gone, “I'm not likely to leave him,” said | without a word of farewell. so often wondered ‘oming home. here was nothing for him to come other and sister looked at each the girl's eyes asked a que and why he nev. | The doctor slipped on his gloves | other “It's @ wornan he knows, ahe made | was married all Hastings “glanced at He was not keen of per tion, and it had never once occurred was because of old Micky out in Canada that Lilian had It did not occur te Young Hastings went back to|the time | Ferrier and looked at him ruefully;| ‘The brown eyes giistened; ed at Hastings’ averted fa with tender sympathy; she had heard ly of Kitty’s Inglis’ death, that Ferrier was not the who had been to him that remained single | bis head from side to wide wearily, | the * Young Hastings shivered; he| Senantiy bee pene th Rey, oe DNS |sipped from the room and 4dis-|tne top of his bent by a married |patched a wire to the sister whom | woman | Micky out in Canada had deseribed | 4 of rosy he mater knows, I suppose? e rey was in all the papers, I dare say she always hated the idea of my having anything to @ with | Kitty.” Hia young voice broke. | was the best women in the world,” jhe asserted defiantly Lilian made no answer. But it ien't all over yet,” the boy ter, Hastings attempted further Young Hastings had great faith) “t1's a long story and an odd coin Ferrier got mixed up with gang who knew Micky years ago hey played the game properly » woman, too, at least I am al at sure of it.” THE SEATTLE STAR OCK AS BAIT « @) ru aerenes a ° ale, TWINS Just then there was a mocking laugh near by Back to his star went Sprinkle. Ben didn't reply, but went on eat- Blow again, followed by Nancy, Nick | ing bark croquettes as glum as Mon- and the Magical Mushroom. He W48 | 4.) morning determined to find out which one of | w the Nuisance Fairies had caused the| Mr. Sprinkle-Blow set his bag In hailstorm down on the earth, thereby | ide the door of a house marked hitting Ben Bunny on the nose and| “Winds,” first loosening the string | nearly knocking: tine ete jso that Kind South Wind could let Of course, the hailstorm stopped | the tricky little breezes out if she'd | and when |& mind to, Then he:closed the door | as suddenly as it beg the cloud found that it wasn't need- | @Nd locked it and put the key on his ed any longer for the Weatherman | key ring jo sit on, it moved away, Mr, Sun| “Now who in creation has been Showed his round, bright face then, |t#mpering with my rain to Ben Bunny's disgust (for Ben |claimed he. “Someo! wanted the shower to last, altho he | 80” didn’t like hailstones), and Ben and |! i’ barrel and put it into my rel marked e Warm Spring hopeful,” said Blossom. “I knew | was? Jthat something would happen so| Just then there was a mocking | that we wouldn't have new lettuce |laugh near by, a laugh that they all for our dinner a week from Sun-|knew. It was Jack Frost. “I have| ” jto do something, don't 1?” he mim. | down on the earth, I have to get know how far he was Justified In}iu4y up here in the sky, don’t 1?| speaking of Ferrier’s affairs, Y put the hail in your Warm Spring ‘The doctor shrugged his shoulders. Rain. What are you going to do “Well, there it is! You must have about it?" Copyright, 192 ‘ ® ‘a night nurse. Miss Hastings can-| (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Star) not do everything; besides, if he gets) violent—* He glanced toward the bed again meaningly “Of course, I nt everything done that’s possible,” said Hastings. The night wore away slowly-—it was a terrible time. Hastings was afraid to undress, so he wandered In and out of the sick-toom, longing ‘or daybreak. When the first streak : light broke thru the gray (To Be Continued sky, he pulled up the blinds in his T calmlated that if Dot waited at Sitting room and flung the window |the station until her parents’ train wide with unutterable relief. |left at 8 o'clock, even George's in- Things never seem so bad when |expert driving ought to bring her the sun is shining. home by half past that hour. I made sone tea on a small| But they were not home by then. stove in the sitting room and car.|! tried to console myself by remem- ried a cup to his sister. bering that I had not taken into ac “Ig he any better?” He asked | count the long walk from the sta- “I've got the last ecard to play, and it won't be long.” sional | he same woman?” echoed his words breathlessly. cleared out be-|eyes; it was useless to answe v't you know? the incoherent intermit tent mutterings rose to wild havings. Sometimes he tried to get out of bed his one idea seemed to be that he must save Joan. doctor came he shook his head gravely. threw him over. Now she's done “T never nknew that Micky—that ay and was me some things her face was rather pale. She had turn * he said to Hastings, a great) ag happened? You knew her?” “No; she was a thoro bad lot, Can't you send for her? “I don't know where she is—and wouldn't be Hastings looked wretched; he did not have tumbled across them too,” ee eee the question in a whisper. tion proper to the car parked out: She shook her head. side. She lifted her eyes to her| When 9 o'clock came and Dot had ace. not returned home I was really wor- Iph, is there no chance at all Of course, it was possible that of finding that girl Joan? If only orge hadn't been able to start the she would come.” or that some minor mishap to “L don’t know where she ta, I|the engine had delayed them, but I don't know how—" He stopped, a|could ndt understand why she did not sudden flash lit his somber eyes, | Phone, ‘fy Jove!” His whisper shook with} Half past nine. Ten o'clock! excitement; he had remembered sud-| A thought suddenly occurred. to denly that this was the day for|me. Perhaps the train had not left which Ferrier had made the appoint-|on time. Such things sometimes hap ment to meet Joan's maid, pen, Dot and George might still be “There's just one chance,” he said|at the station. eagerly. “But T can't leave you| 1 fumbled thru the book and got here alone, and I must go myself. I| the telephone number. A voice as- you couldn't even manage if 1 \sured me that No. 41 had pulled out asked Mrs. Freer to come up—she's |on schedule, no good either, Wait a moment.” Except for a man's fear of making (Continued Tomorrow) himself ridiculous I would then have \ AMA SWETFLY, NN.,- JAKE MOCINDER USED A BRASS KEY FOR A SINKER® FISH BROKE UNE AND HALF-SWALLOWED KEY = JAKE. CAUGHT “THE FISH BY USING rels!* ex. | has = taken/ of the stuff from the ‘Rain 'n’ | ——— | icked. “If you won't let me be busy } OLIVIA, THIS GENTLEMAN SAW YOU DANCING AND WANTS To GIVE You A {SEEM TO Pur | CONTRACT TO GO INTO } THE movies! BY ALLMAN ) ADMIRE YouR DANCING - YOU YOUR HEART AND BY AHERN TRE NUT BROS -CHES & WAL: MAN WITH WHISKERS YO SMOKE A “Whew-ee!" sighed David in de- Night. “My, but I wish I could have known that Indian?’ And Peggy said, “Mr. McGin- nis, Clallam county is far up on my map; do they call those Clallam Indians the Northern In dians? Are they the fighting ones that did be so bad to pioneers?” “They certainly were a very warlike tribe, Peggy,” he told her. “I do not know how true it is, but I have often heard how greatly they alarmed and annoy. ed the pioneers of the very early days, and that on one occasion they sent word to the white set tler that they would not endure it any longer, that land was theirs, and they were coming down to make a dreadful war on the settlers and they would leave not a living white, neither man, woman nor child. “The duke of York was the go- between between the whites and Indians and the settlers got to. gether to think up some plan by which they could keep the In- dians from coming. “So they took the duke of York (you remember he was an Indian chief) down’ to the beach and showed him the sands and told him that it would do no good 46. 1 WAIT AND WORRY phoned to police headquarters to they've eloped?” find out whether an automobile ac- jent of any kind had been reported | there, i But I might be worrying myself into a fever for nothing, Any num- of little things might have made late. Why not phone to Edith? Dot might have returned there with George, though in that case I could not understand why she had not let hear from ‘her. “Hello, Yes, Tom, I recognized your voice.” ‘Have you heard from Dot and I tried to speak calmly. Edith told me. “They took Dot's parents to the station, didn’t . ‘es, but the train left at 8 o'clock and now it's after 10," “Well, that's still early, isn’t it? Do you always get home by 10 o'clock when you leave your wife at | hy don’t feel like joking about "1 told Her rather gruffty. porge isn’t an experienced driver and I'm afraid they've had an ac cident of some sort.’ “Are you sure you aren't afraid eeueee Confessions of a Husband (Copyfight, 1921, by N. BA) even if his people killed all the settlers who were there, for the white people were 48 many as there were grains of sand, and if those white people were killed, why more would come and more and more. “So the duke of York called his men together, and filling his hands with sand, he lifted them, and slowly let the grains slip thru his fingers. ‘My brothers,’ he cried, ‘can you count the grains as they fall? No, no! And so it is that you cannot count the brothers of the white men, for they are as the sands of the sea, and you but waste your strength when you destroy these few. And the In- dians returned to their homes dis- couraged.” “That chief who rode the seal,” Mr. McGinnis continued, “was @ wonderful fellow; he seemed to have power and strength almost beyond the human, “Once when the Neah bay In- dians came down and made war on the Clallams he was shot thru the body, A bullet went in at his chest and came out under his shoulder blade, but he didn’t fall he turned and walked the five miles down the beach to his home.” I rang off abruptly. be badly hurt gp even—but I didn't want to think” of that final posst- bility, And yet she had nothing to say except to make a silly joke about them eloping, I knew she had prac- tically no respect for her husband, but I had no idea that she was 90 callous, I would have liked to forget what she had said, but .that was im- | possible, It was so stupid! And yet—well, it was possible that ja man like George might haye some slight—very slight—attraction ~ for Dot When the four of us had gone out together Edith had always attached herself to me, and that had thrown Det and George together a great deal, It was a sorry state of affairs, I was angry and worried, (To Be Continued) Copyright, 1921, by N, BR AQ Sdith's trivel- ous manner was worse than annoy- ing. For all she knew her husband and my wife might have met with a serious accident. They might now