The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 3, 1921, Page 11

| SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 38, 1921. {WINDS OF THE WORLD” UBY M. AYRE All Rights Reserved {ttf ByR (Continued From Yeaterday) Kathy leaned over and touched her alater‘a hand, “And we're neither of us as ro Mantically happy as we used to think We Would be, are wet" ahe said with @ Uttle ugh. JM started, and drew her hand ve » we expected too much,” GRO said prosatcally. “But at least We've got the things we most he, gor Ralph, and I—~well, I jueh money—and more—than epend.” ‘waa a little stlence you know that Cyrus Tallen- fa engaged?’ Kathy asked sud $ iN) was looking at her reflection in Above the mantel-shelf: she h round for a moment. Hewing? she sald) % thought he had been en- eays night.” wae @ tinge of anxiety tn the tried to see Jill's Nn, I don't envy his re wife.” * maid Kathy, blankly. stared at Jill disappotntedly. could not have cared for Tallen- Or she would never talk like there so calmly sister. “Well, let's ourselves — we're much 3424 & at fe hy et | i? 8 F Hl irl Lf 2 5228 #2 eke 49 re 3 te] & ) Hi « : : 5 4 + - hb Bo i ‘To all my friends and olf cus- toners: I have opened a new gore in my own building, at 1014 Street, and will sell Gov- +} sort of dry humor, /“If beauty counts for anything, and CHAPTER IV } Tallentyre stayed in his roome all) the morning following the Hill- yards’ dinner, DOINGS OF THE DUFFS MR DUFF 1 WONDER IF I COULD LEAVE DONALD WITH YOU WHILE 1 GO ON Al IMPORTANT ERRAND? He felt an almost morbid dread of | mingling with hie friends; he hated the thought of the many con lations he would be forced to recel and the fire of good which would @urely be leveled at him, Me had hardly slept & wink al! night; a hundred times he had coursed the impulse that had ériven him to ask Eirica to marry him. He) had no spark of love for her, tho) ff he had never met Jin he would) Probably have drifted mito marriage | with her months ago, for no better reason than that he wae hard up, and that she was willing te marry Aim, Sometimes he wondered that ehe had not been more ambitious; he would have been genuinely amazed had anyone told him that beneath | all her artificiality and worldiness, | the Lady Eirica was very fpnd of him, and that the fact of his hen!- tancy to propose to her had hurt the spoilt beauty more than any- thing else could have done, Tf he had lain awake all night, she had cried herself to sleep; she could not understand in what way she falled to attract thie man; she knew perfectly well that he was marrying her simply and solely for her money. | But she would have him at any > Price; for his sake she had put up! with months of abuse and reorim: | Rations from her family, “T mean to marry him, and there's an end of ft,” she always ended an argument | calmly. “That fe—always supposing | he aake me,” she supplemented, with “You can have no pride” hi mother stormed at her. “A penni-| Jess man like Cyrus Tallentyre—and | to dare to treat you am he does!) Where is your pride, Elrica?...” “Perhaps I never had any where he im concerned,” Elrica answered wearily. nia by it's useless for to argue: I've up my mind.” Het father had stormed from an- other point of view. “The man’s a fortune hunter; it's not you he wants at all, but your money to pay his debte.... Not one penny of mine does he get...” “Which won't break his heart—or mine,” his daughter responded un- moved. Thanks to a deceased and wealthy godmother, Elrica could af- ford to quarrel with her father; she had more than sufficient money of her own to make it worth while; but ghe had never been #0 in all her Itfe as she was Guring the Right following her ag Si ii Hi i } i 4 if ss 33 7 . 8 H Fi | Fa Ry 5 d H : i it rH a 37 Es mother, and receiving their luke- warm congratulations, Life was a horrible thing to him that day—it seemed #0 purposeless; and then—then It seemed purposeless no more as he turned the corner of the street and came face to face with ain. The hot blood rushed to his temples—for a moment his usual sangfroia deserted him. Jill flushed a little, too, but she was quite self-componed. 've just been to tea with Kathy,” she said gaily. “And she told me the'news . . . T must congratulate you, tho I really thought you had been engaged for ever a0 long—" she explained laughingly. “You are very kind.” “You let me think you were en- gaged last night, you know,” Jill sald accusingly. “Didn't I send a lot of kind messages for Lady Eirica?” she asked lightly. “I believe you did... but, as A Matter of fact, T was not engaged then ... the—the great event hap pened after I left your sister's house.” Tallentyre’s voice was dry | and expressionless; he turned his head—they were walking on together slowly—and looked at her with burning eyes. “I have you to thank for it,” he said. For a moment Ji!I"e composure de- serted her; she stared at him with ‘wide eyes and parted lips; it seemed as if time pnd place were swept away, and she was once more the ttle girl he had first met in Henry Sturgess’ office. Then she laughed. “That sounds romantic,” she said calmly. “T think tragio would be @ better word,” he answered. Jill could not trust herself to look at him; she was afraid of the panic in her heart, , She made a desperate effort. “Well,” ahe said rather hoarsely. I suppose {it does with most men...” He broke tn fiercely. “Beauty counts for nothing-——noth- ing... Oh, for God's sake, let's Grop this farcicial pretense. You know as well as I do that I care nothing for her—let us at least be honest with one another, I've never cared tor any woman in my life but LINKETY. BLANK , BUNK IY you, and I lost you thru my own| cursed folly. That's the truth, and you know it, so please don’t con-/ gratulate me—or—or anything like tha spoke, “It'e—it's Uke joking beside & deathbed,” he added hoarsely. Jil could not answer him. She was glad from the bottom of her heart whén at the end of the road he left her abruptly. He hated « taxi and drove straight to Elrica Hewing’s; he felt that he! would go mad if he were left to/ himself; during the short drive he eat forward with clenched fists | hard to his eyes, trying to shut out the memory of Jill's face, Ae the taxi stopped outside the | Hewingy’, he saw Ralph Hillyard) coming up the road. “I'm on my way to congratulate the bride to be,” Ralph sald helt jokingly. “Why didn’t you tell me, everybody knew; I thought— he broke off in embarrassment. tong I've been abroad... I didn't know—I didn’t know.” He seemed hardly conscious that he had repeated the words once fortable; he tugged at hie mustache. “Weller... are we going tn, Or not?” he asked at last. “Of courne—yes .. . of course.” They went up the wide steps to) gether, only to be told at the door) that Lady Eirica was not at hom Tallentyre gave a sigh of relief; he wan to be spared something after All; he walked away again with Hill- yard like a man tn « @reant? Henry Sturgess wae dead; then. JM was free—tree! Hillyard glanced at him anxtousty once or twice; after a moment he sald awkwardly. “I thought everybody knew about old Sturgess: it wae in all the papers at the time,” Tallentyre had Aelfberately avoid- ef fending the papers about the time of Jill's marringe; he had tried to avoid hearing mention of her. “He died at the &— hotel,” Frit yard went on slowly. “The wedding was quiet enough you know; just a family lunch afterwards, and Stur. geen fell down dead as he wae re- turning thanks for a toast; awful thing, of course, but he'd had a weak heart, so we heard afterwards; and I suppose the exoltement fin- ished him.” “Yeon.” “He left all his money to hin wife, 80 she’s Gone @ good thing for her. self; she’s got a magnificent house, and what's more to the point, she’s free. Personally, I've always had the feeling that Jill would kick over the traces if ever she got the chance, and she’s got it now.” “You never liked her.” “No, I can’t any I did; and she never liked me, #0 we're quits,” They had reached the corner of the road, and Tallentyre stopped. “I'll aay goodby—see you later.” Ho went off abruptly and back to his rooms, The numbness that had bound his heart like @ band of iron had broken; Geapair like a living creature stirred again in his heart. Ji wae free, and he had not known it; free for any other man tn the world to woo and win, She had triumphed where he had fatled; she was rich, and free, whilst he—a ruined man, save for what his mar- Tage would bring him; and tied for life to a woman tor whom he had no apark of affection, He paced up and down the room, unable to rest; he could think of * he stammered a little as he) f NOW, DANNY, TAKE DONALD} OUT IN THE OTHER ROOM AND GET OUT YoUR PLAYTHINGS AND PLAY NICE. TOGETHER ! Svas OH, DADDY ! DOWALD WIT ME HIS FIST} IT'S PUNNY, WHEN ITS DAMP TUESE BUREAU DRAWERS WILL NOT OPEN = THEY do Stick} EVERETT TRUE THs 12 THE Ure. Away Rom He GNAWwIna CARGE OF TH Business woo age FATHER WAS GONE! = v > Arlt v me Aas | A y < a! Cleland _» 459 (Continued From Last Night) “For a minute” the Pioneer continued, “we looked at each other without another word. Then mother put her han@ on my shoulder and said as quietly as the could, ‘0, I guess not, George. ‘Who told you that Indian war had broken out? “Her lips were pressed together and I could see the veins stand eat on her white neck, as she stood silept again for e full min- ute, Then speaking tn a strange, hollow sort of voice, she sald, ‘Bon, we have no weapon, and you are only a little boy. Father isn’t heret I don’t know when he will be back. Surely not tonight. You will have to go out and do the chores and then go and see if John Wood will come and stay with us! “It was terrible to go ont again from the shelter of the house and mother’s presence. I felt very lit- tle and helpless, but I must not let mother know, “Outaide the rain dripped cease leasly, and it was autumn dusk, and as mother had said, J had no in. inout I remembered a stick 1 had long usqd as a rabbit-killer, It was long ‘and amooth, with a heavy clut-like knot on one end A a odel and I knew right where It was. “T'll take my club,’ I told my- self, ‘and I guess if I can hit a little hopping rabbit with tt I could surely emash a great, big Indian that can’t run any faster than I can.’ “Out I went into the yard, chopped and carried in the kind- Ung and the wood to last over Night and the next day, fed and milked the cow, and did all the lit- tle things one calls ‘chores,’ which have to be done on every farm. “Then I went wn and said, ‘Well, mother, J guess I'm ready to start. Don't you be afraid till I get back. I'll have John Wood here before long with a good gun and then we'll be all right.’ “And TI left mother with her babies and Helen and stepped out into the night. “There was, by this time, scarcely light enough to see, and if I had not known the trail well, I doubt if I could have found my way. “My heart beat till ft nearty choked me, and every snapping twig beneath my feet wan a fresh enuse for alarm. The trail led thru the woods all the way, and one point dropped sharply down a nil) and cromed «a tumbling stream. “It was just at the crossing of that stream that my big scare (To Be Continued.) RH pe eenrrnnraneanncceremementn nothing but the maddening fact that Jill was free. ‘Where had his instinct been that he had not guessed? Fate had in- deed laid her trump card on the table and won the last trick in tri umph against him, Wild, impossible sohemes passed thru hia brain: he would tell Elrica the truth; he would ask her to re- lease bim. But what good would that bet he were free, what hed he got otter sult He wes @ penni-| would have married him it he had not @ cent in was it likely that now— he had everything to give, she would even ‘en if she could ever bring herself to forgive past? Any love she had once had for him must long ago be dead and gone} WHERE 13 THAT KID HE HIT DANNY iN THE €! | WANT To ' TEACH HIM SOMETHING: THERE! f NEVER WANE ANY TROUBLE WHEN IT NOW, HOLD Your TEMPER! THEY, WERE PLAYING! I'LL STRAIGHTEN WHEN A WOMAN TELLS By RUTH AGNES ABELING (Copyright, 1981, by Beattic Ban) CHAPTER XXVI.—I MAKE MY PLEA FOR GRACE “Mrs. Amiea,” I began, “a short while ago when I came in I hap pened to pass Grace DeLane’s room and I noticed that she had things rather packed up as if she was leay- ing. “I knew that she had’been very happy here and was fond of you, #0 wondered—thought she might tn- |tend visiting somewhere.” Mrs. Ames’ face was mask-ifke. She gave me not the slightest en- couragement, neither did she) stop ma “I euppose 1 shouldn't have eaked her,” I rushed on, thinking sooner the whole thing was told the better, “and if I had taken a second thought I wouldn't have, but when she said abe was leaving I couldn't refrain from asking where she in- tended going. “Bhe apparently had beer such an exceient maid, and from the tone of her volce when she told me she didn’t know where she was going I knew there was something wrong. I —I thought perhaps you didn't know and that you might want to do some- thing to—prevent.” Tt was long before Tila Ames spoke. She had been too happy over the flowers and the proof of the note to lose her wonderful smile, “I do know all about it,” she sald at length, And then, “What were you thinking about—were you going to suggest?” If you know about it, T can hard- ly suggest, for you must know what you want to do and what is best— but—Is there—any real reason why she shouldn’t stay?” I ventured. jone—further than that I do not want her here,” coolly, “But, Mra. Amea, you can’t let nde go—it wouldn’t be right!’ I was for. getting. “It wouldn't be fair to yoursel! “And why not?” she questioned. “Because you are @ woman a you have a duty to every other woman.” “Go on, falr Portia, I'll listen and play with my pansies while you tal tantalized, 1 don’t know, Mra. Ames, but I fee! that if Grace leaves here in the frame of mind she !s in, you and I, as women, will be held for more either of us would want to answer for.” I waited, but Lila Ames continued playing with the yellow pansies, So I pressed on: “I think such womenjas you rarely. t the point of view of the Nick looked up to the top of the tall tree whence the outlandish noises were coming, the nolaes that Loony Ipcust was making by scraping his “Do you want him to stop his tainly do, but I don’t know how.” “I do,” @eclared Nick, Sprinkle-Blow nearly fell “How?” he gasped. “I'll show you in @ minut,” said Nick, “But will you please open your umbrella, Mr. Weatherman, and turn it upside down. When I say, ‘One, two, three, ready, go,’ please close it with a snap and hold it shut. Nancy, do you want to help?” over. PAGE 11 BY ALLMAN TOM, LOOK In THERE! I WANT You To SEE BLOSSER Yi ff ' BY Loony was just about to start his scraping again themeeives yery small and as they slipped along the branch, they jooked Uke two plump little bugs. Loony was just about to start his scraping again—why he liked to do it so well no one knows, for it's any thing but musical—when the twins gave him a shove. Before he knew what had happened, or could cateh himself, down he went, crashing thru the leaves lik: halistone. Down, down he went right into Mr. Sprin- kle-Blow's open umbrella. Quick as a blink the fairy weather. man shut it up, with Mr, Loony Lo- cust safely inside. “Well, I declare!" exclaimed Sprinkle-Blow. “Who'd have thought those twins were so smart?” Up in the sky, Jack Frost turned over and went to sleep again. “Thought f heard Loony Locust call- ing out about fall,” said he, “out 1 must ‘ve been mistaken.”