The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 13, 1921, Page 11

aby TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 1921. “WINDS OF THE WORLD” By RUBY M. AYRES AN Rights Reserved ssssressssssssssssssesessssst: {Continued From Yesterday ) has sent me,round here, I can only Taltentyre lay qiilte Sti in the dit! apologize, arf go. I hope you be ghair, From the quiet immobility of | jieve that I should never have come im face it almost seemed as if he/i¢ 1 had not thought that you wished not heard Hillyard’s message | itr Jit wanted to see him. Then he!” “Yes, I believe that . . . but—but ged himself. | should have been sorry not to have | “Does Mrs. Sturgess wish to speak | said good-bye to you..." ‘me now—on the 'phone?™ Ifis lips twisted. SNo—she wouldn't wait—she asked! “1 see: to have spent the last two, W give you (hé meédenge; whe aaid | yours snying good-by to you,” be said ou go around ‘soon. Hé/ “Only Uiis time, It is-—-really at Tallentyre earnestly, “Don't | good by." to ko, old man,” | She did vot answer, and he went ntyre dropped his monocle,!on:) “Ct am running away, rather Mechanically. picked it up again. | than stay and face the nruste. Lots “was not thinking of refusing,” | of my friends come thru bankruptey A expressionlessty, {with fying colors, but tt dosen't ap ‘ones in the street Tallentyre’s| peal to me—I hate publicity.” He lagged; he wished he had not) jooked at her, and away again. “I nted to go—he wondered why | am to have seen yous-good-by!” had sent for b! He did not} dod-by!” She took hip hand to see her—it Would ‘be just 4/ there was a hard note of defiance In # reopening of old wounds, and her voice Fgeat his feot carried him on slowly till} So it was all over, He had come, Mike found himself outside Jill's housé.| and she had seen him, and this was He rang the bell and waited: Be | the very end Wa nes e 7 conscious of a curiousty detac ‘Tallentyre's fingers tumbled the a # of. which he ceuld not} door -handie, and he yitered a little t Fi even*when be was fol| exclamation of impatience, half sertant® tie hell | tertfe FO took” at SPE ten al once he swung roand. “ru “Rhe was standing where he had left her, ‘her face hidden In Ner hands. He went across to her—"Don’t— don’t! —t Gan’t bear you to ery... * “Ob, go away—go away... but even as he turned to obey she caught his hand; her face was snow white, she could hardly spéak “Oh, don't go—T didn’t mean it * ‘The words were only a panting She ewayed a little where wing room. Toom was twillt, and a woman swiftly from a chafr and care ) to meet him. " it's good of you to come, Ralph— afraid I'm a great bother to you, mt..." she broke off. “You! she ait breathlessly. © fou sent for me; Ralph told me Rad rung up and asked me to! round—otherwise I should not @reamed . . . if it ls a mis-|. ea) | whisper. But he knew by her face that it! she stood. and his own whitened. | He would not look at her. Jil tried to laugh. “I wasn't expecting you—it was hI... but won't you sit down | ing—" he #tammered at last ruined man—I've nothing fn all the world to give to any wommn, even if lyou . .. Ob; for God's sake, let me go, JIN... I eap't stand it~" “And I can’t stand it, either,” she answered pansfortely. “on, I [thought my pride wae everything, but it ian't, tt dam’t. We have such Nittle while giveh us tn which to be lhappy ... When Kathy died—" her | woice broke. “Oh, when she died, I | kept wondering how I should have | felt Itit had been you, and I'd never | told you that—that . .. It was all forgotten, and forgiven . . . and that T'd loved you—always—even tho... oh, Cyrus! Cyrus . . . She slipped to | her knees, clasping his hand, holding it against her cheek. “Il, for God's aake!™ he lifted her forcibly to her feet; he held” her . femly. “You don’t understand, He shrugged his shoulders. dear,” he said at last. “You're a rich “You are talking riddies. If Hill-; woman, with the world at your for some renson of his own, ' feet—* resh from the Gardens deave Engng.” @id not take the chair she In- 'es,” she said; there was a little in im her voice. “Yes, I think @ Must have mistinderstood it—de ty! ~ IT rang him up to that ... that I had changed my and did not want to see you, . » « instead—" she n don’t understand.” ityre’s volce was merely formal. fou mean that you are not will- to understand,” she said in a LADA" soe er ae pe ULK vy i) rs i?) 9} 2 sg ree op e Tea that is sure to please. NEVER IN E IN . * e . the Salvation Army has made no F fe e@ 8 , rt wie religious and charity here in tle, something like $18,000.00 has been spent by the organization in the distribution of among the poor chijdren, women and men, according to the figures just given out by the head- ‘ This is in addition to the hundreds of “ ts and pieces of furniture given to the poor an industrial store. During the last winter something like nine hundred school children were lied with new shoes, enabling them to attend |. It can truly be said that even though handi- capped by the lack of finance, nobody applying to the Salvation Army and found worthy was turned away. The Salvation Army in Seattle is operating through seven central points: the Divisional Head- . uartets with City Relief Department, the Men’s dustrial and Social Department, and five Corps located in various parts of the city. In figuring the good accomplished through the work of the Salvation Army it should not be lost sight of that in addition to the hundreds and thousands helped by the Salvation Army, this organization serves thousands of Seattle’s families whose purchasing ability is limited and who are enabled through the Salvation Army to supply themselves with the necessities of life at charges within their means, thus preventing these people from becoming pau- pers. Plans have been made by the Salvation Army to meet the expected emergency of unemployment, with its accompanying distress. The Salvation Army intends to operate the wood job so as to give men employment to earn their keep. The Salvation Army can be depended upon to function to the best of its ability during the coming year, backed by its experience of over 50 years. In speaking of the financial campaign for the Maintenance Fund, Colonel Sharp, divisional com- mander, said this morning: “The Salvation Army has not received any Maintenance Fund in Seattle for more than two years and we are, financially ing, face to face with a very serious situation. ‘ot only is our treasury empty, but we are indebted to the bank for $10,000.00, which is now overdue. The executive committee of the Community Chest has advised us to go ahead with this campaign in view of our financial condition. The Salvation Army is quite confident that our many friends in Seattle will come to ouk assistance in this critical period vad subscribe during the coming week the total amount of $30,000.00, which we absolutely need to on our work until such time as the Commun- Chest comes into operation. We need workers and are asking our friends to volunteer their serv- ices at the city headquarters in the National Bank of Commerce, Second ave, and Spring st.” B. L. SWEZEA, Campaign Ghairman. Mc MM cs Na THE SEATTLE DOINGS OF THE DUFFS DORIS, I'M GOING To LET You HELP ME A LITTLE THIS MORNING = } WISH YouD DUST OFF THE PIANO FOR me t ve On, PLL BE RY GLAD To HELP! | — alt i aa FRECKLES AND HI FRIENDS ors ait | | “You don't know ‘what gou're say-| “rm a| She interrupted tragically: “I've | nothing—if you won't #tay, I've been miserable ever since since |... I thought money was every | thing, and now I hate tt there's | nobody in the world who cares what becomes of me if you don’t..." | “I'm not worthy—I threw hance away, last year.” | She broke down into bitter sobbing. |. “Oh, you're cruel! cruel! You make me way it all... If you loved me-—" “It I loved you" he caught her | to his heart with uncontrollable pas jsion, “Jill—you can't have thought what ft mans. People will any that | I've married you for your money—* | She clung to him. “What does it matter? They said the same thing when you were engaged to Elrica Hewing, and you didn’t mind.” | “I love you—I cared nothing for her.” “It makes no difference. 1 love You, too-F can't be happy without you. Don’t you‘owe me something for—for . . . last year?” Her head dropped with sndden/ shame. A Ittle groan escaped him. “T) owe you more than I enn ever repay <but last year stands between us, | more than my poverty—more even) than your money, Jil.” | “You mean that—that you don't want to—marry me—even now?” He did not answer, and she diren-| gaged hervelf from his arms. “Some day—eome day, you'll remember that It offered myself to you and... and you wouldn't have me,” she sald stonily. She trrned away, and dropped tnto | a chatr, hiding her burning face on! her arma. ‘Tallentyre ntood-trresolute: he told himself that ft was tmponsible, that [he had no right to Heten to her, but! he raised his eyes and looked at her, and suddenty his face was broken up | with pansionate tenderness and) shame, j He went down on hig knees beside her, and drew ber into his arma: he| could not sfieak, but he bent bers Head batkwards, and kissed her Tins and hér throat untf) she was breath: | lees. There waa nothing for elther of them any longer but each other. Presently she held him away! \gently. “You won't go? ... you! |won't leave me? . . . ” she whis- | | pered. He laughed brokenly. “My darting, | how can 17 | | He held her tightly, but his eyes looked sad and undecided. “Jill, if 1 asked you to come away |with me—away from London-—T/ couldn't go on living here—on your | I want to show you that that I'm not guch a drone—T) should Ike to let you see that I ean | |w or the woman I love ce go with you anywhere—any where en He kissed her hair with passionate remorse | my dear, you're making a bad bargain for yourself.” got the man I love,” whispered © best bargain woman can make.” “If it hadn't been for Hillya jhe said presently. “You méan that you would have one away, without saying good-by “On she} any “I've should have hated ft, bat..." “Yon would have put your pride | before me—always?” He looked Into her eyes. “am I doing that now? If you knew everything . " He drew her| more closely to him, “But I have 4 now I mean to keep you.” ty—"Jill, there is some thing I must ask you” “Yea?” “It you have forgive \tor what happened | The hot color flooded her face, and he turned it against his arm so that jhe could not see her long if he would ever y she had given in to | him rather than lose his love. “And you love me—as well ag you did then?’ he asked She looked up, her eyes were Ike | think I love you—better,” |she whispered. “And—you?” Tallentyre gave his answer | kisses | It waa midnight when Tallentyre got back to his rooms, Hillyard was half fire, but roused at once and| looked questioningly at hi» friend; | then suddenly he held out his hand: “Lucky® lucky man,” he sald hoarsely. “You know how glad 1 in asleep by the| “It’s all your doing—if you hadn't played that shameful trick" “A pardonable trick..." He tried to laugh, but broke off jarring: ly, as for one agonixed moment he thought of his wife and their short- an EVERETT TRUE ALK AGoUY @xPeNses KID COMGS HOMS FROM THs FIRST ITS ALITTLE OUT OF TUNE, BUT NOT BaD! OLD HOME TOWN ‘MY Day Or SctHoow WITH A LST of STUCE qor' r THAY CONG Wink I CAN. “THAT Ive NOv Know THESE NicKwEd LATED STATUSTTSS OF A MAN BALANCING On Na FOOT WITH CHICKEN WINES ON HIS NKUGS “THAT SOMG UP OY THE FRONT lor THEIR CARS F ANP You PAIO $/2.50 Foe IT, ar Pin * Page The wagon moved on, day after day, farther and farther and the things and the places the settlers train away from the people had known before. * Night night, they all fathered around the camp supper. Then the little ones were put to bed in the big wagons on top of the soft feather beds and Susan could le and watch the grown folks as they sat In a circle about the camp fire and sang familiar songs as the moon and stars came out and darkness shut them In till there neemed only the circle of light and the, friendly faces around it. In the State Historical bullding in Tacoma there is @ little blue keg In which the pioneers of this after party made their butter. ‘The cows were milked in the morning and the bread was “set” and the sour milk was put into the little blue keg and the keg was hung under the wagon Bumpity-bump, bumpity-bump- bump, the wagon rolled over the rough ground, and inside the blue churn the sour milk sloshed and sloshed itself about and lo! and behold! by the time the train stopped for supper there | os OT Cleland | was butter and butter milk in the little blue keg. QELS HAVS STICKING To DAY HE FOUND window seat and waited. 'o | Ames’ roadster appeared at So I sought the kitchen and got to- gether a lunch for myself. | Idling away the evening, I went to the library and sat in the unlighted | room, watching tye play of automo- i bile lights on the road outside. } At length I heard someone walk- | ling slowly, pacing a few steps back } Jand forth, and muttering: “Damned infipid fool-damned tn- sipld fool.” It was John Ames’ voice. He was talking to himself about himself. »I wondered if he was ttl— or if perhaps he was just coming to his senses in regard to his wife. “Were you speaking, Mr. Ames?" I spoke outright. “Ohl he seemed startled, “you, Miss Sorensen?” | “I think we must have startled each other—I had just come in and did not know the room was occu- pied.” “Why-—@—have you had dinner?” he questioned. “Yes, haven't you?” I asked. He hadn't—and he remarked on the absence of the servants and the general air of desertion about the place. I hastened to explain that there had been a very early dinner and ful th of the wagon, Susan couldn't do ||*t the wheel. And then the smart brother-in-law. “you just sit up by Susan. You It was nearly 8 o'clock when I re But back the little mischie* | There was no one in the dining Susan had the little baby tn her and then she tried being stern. mother-like yolce. opening in the back of the wagon He rode along all safe enough wagon was slanting, they struck der the great tron-bound wheel, Susa® shricked and little brother was surely killed, but he m had passed over him an inch 467 One day when mother got out |) heavily fringed wloak, joined the man) car whirled down the hill. ) @ thing with little brother, | ‘They had gone—Lila Ames and her “Honey child," she begged, And I felt somewhat to blame. Per- know mother doesn't ‘low you to || aps if T had not bungled— Fide so far back in the wagan.” membered that I had not had dinner and was hungry would go, farther and farther toward the open end. 1 arms so she couldn't go after him, but she begged and she coaxed, “You Just come right straight back here,” she said in her most But lUttle brother grinned and dimpled and sat himself thru the and hung his fat little legs over the edge. * for a while. Then, when the oxen were climbing a hii and the a rock and- Out fell little brother, right un- and the heavy wagon rode right across his fat little tummy! brother shrieked apd eyerybody ran, and Susan ought little was only a little squashed. But his father said if the wheel either way he would have been killed. a WHEN THE JANITOR WENT GEE, YA DONT SUSPECT ME, DO YA MOM? You Pe, A HORNETS NEST. By RUTH AGNES .ABELING (Copyright, 1921, by Besttle Star.) CHAPTER XXXIV—I SERVE SUPPER TO JOHN AMES Back in my room I settled on the hers, during some such hour. She really did not know him—they Pretty soon the lights of Philip| were strangers, John Ames and his | the| wife. They had never known the j hedge. A slight figure, swathed in a | @esning of real marriage. were, as Grace said, just in the They UP TOO THE BELLS bisa It required about four months Cariada to get census returns” Places Within the Arctic Circle. — “I cannot go any farther with you, my dears,” he said ‘The Magical Mushroomt the faith. 1 servant of the Fairy Queen, and an old friend of the Twins, took em to the edge of Briny Ocean, where Captain Pennywinkle Jived. “I cannot go any further with you, y dears,” he said, “but I can di- rect you to the Land of the Wiggle fins where you will be sure to find © fairy policeman under the sea. You will find him at the place where “WwW | don,” | atlence. me, God bless herf" on bis friend's arm in a warm grip. “So it isn't money that buys happt se—eh?” emotion in his lazy voles. ‘ve both discovered that, would be all in all to one another. Gone, all gone © not going to stay im Lon-| Tallentyre said, breaking the “She's coming abroad with lived happiness: of the days when he| we?” jhad first met her, and of her dream! lof w little house in which he and she one glance at his face Tallentyre’ he said, He laid a band with unusual “1 think haven't were to come. Hillyard did not answer, and after|fear the future. THE END : turned away, cut to the heart with and he was alone.|a sense of his own unworthiness. The winds of the world that had wrecked his friend's happiness had brought his own ghip safely into port; the woman he loved was bis; and as for the future . . happy smile lit Tallentyre's somber eyes as he thought of the days that ‘The present was his, and he ‘who holds the present secure |im the chains of love has no need to|informal about our little supper and . @ little, the servants had probably taken ad® vantage of that to go out for the evening. Again I sought the refrigerator in the kitehen and got together the most appetizing foods I could find. Soon I had something of a dinner ready In the dining room. “This does seem like home,” John Ames said as T ponred the hot coffee and he sampled some creamed chigken on toast. There was something pleasantly I wondered that Lila hadn't found the sincere charm of this husband of two ocean currents cross, and where the fish from the North meet the fish from the South. There's a ter- rible Jam there always and every- body declares that he has the right of way. Captain Pennywinkle keeps a firm seat on his sen-horse, Curly, and altho both the fairy policeman and his horse together large as your Daddy's inkwell, you'll be amused to see Mr. Whale, and Mr. Shark, and Mr. Devi)-Fish mind their P's and Q's when he's nearf’ “I wonder,” said Nick, “how we ean help him? We have no sea- horses,! “No, but you have Magic Green Shoes,” said the Mushroom, “and they are better still. Oh, yes, Pennywinkle, needs help, for * tho a fairy can do many there is one thing that he cannot do. That is to be 40 places at once.” “But,” Nancy said, “neither we, Mr. Mushroom. Are there corners in the ocean?” “Yes,” nodded the Mushroom, “more than that. Besides, Pennywinkle has to keep order. makes all the sea-creatures mind their manners.” “Are you coming, too?” Nancy anxiously. The Magical Mushroom was an old friend, you know, and had taken them so many aren’t aS | places, “No, kiddies, I can't go,” “but here's a bit of the out of my hat. Keep and you will be able to what the fish are (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Stary