The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 16, 1921, Page 13

“PAPER By RUBY Al Topay | * eeecce “REGIN READ wro Rights ING » IN The sever Aivlike Roderick since MODERICK'S BUTTERFLY Away With another man At @ clr moriter | The mother wa, Rod- | im has been dead. i reacues * MBA Lat & trapere performer, RRNEY, the . manager fost as ls pre © throws him edit fy lawyer ning | touch # | | NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY 4 eee (Continued From Yesterday) | it was very dark; the high hedges | either side of the country road ed to rush down upon Boderick he went; the trees waved bare mehes like warning arms above head as if they would ery “Go go back!” Roderick was hardly conscious) t the motive which prompted his it was @ purely selfish one; he ited someone to confide in, even | it were only a poor little circus She had known trouble and ppiness herself; she would not) him her sympathy at any § Me felt drunk with misery; he had faced a real disappointment in ali his life. He fiercely i ted his hurt. Pit was cight o'clock when he v Alperton: twinkling lights fram the cottage windows. a he t blare of a band smote the fr. a blaze of yellow light in the Sky guided him th the wide field| the circus was camped. / drove past ittslowly. Yet. it! the same. There was the man the shabby top-hat, bawling to! crowd to “Walk h'up the big pw caravans in the background, barred cages where dixpirited mé-.and soft-footed panthers ed up and down, all the long, Meary days; and the flaring bills, ; the name of Mile, Rosalie ap-| in letters four inches long. | fe left the car in the yard of publichouse that was expect to do great business when the Bi icus was over, and walked back to! ) field. He made his way across | wet ground in the direction of caravans; there was no sign of lie. Finally he paid bis shilling | went into the big tent | Tt was just the same old show, Same old jokes, the same outof-/ band; but it all no longer even ly amused him—he chafed im-| tly at the delay until Rosalie ; it seemed an eternity be- she ran into the ring. watched her every movement | ight—watetied with his heart in| mouth ax she climbed the slender | Jadder to the dizzy platform} rh up in yellow flarelight. | ing sh. slipped and fell! All| ce, in his unaccustomed loneli- | the little acrobat seemed like valued friend. He had only ten to her once, but instinctively | tnbw that she, at least. would not from him now he was no longer man. Everybody else would uld not only be Lilian—he had} bettér men than himself drop ‘of the magic circle of so-called hip because Fate had seen fit close their banking accounts! j@ sat with head thrown back, fixed on the little slender figure | § the gauzy frock with its trimming | paper roses. He held his breath | f she swung from her «mall foot) out—out over the awful space his heart seemed to stand hen, at a cry of “Are you| Are you ready? Go! from) man in the ring, whom he recog- as the bully, Sherey, she hold of the bar, and to another trapeze, swing- with slow, sensuous movements, ir below. He drew a great breath | relief when she stood once more the ring. Before she had bowed adieu, he unceremoniously | his way out, and stood wait- re ip. © ro sy She came slowly, with dragging and bent head. She had him when he stretched hand, #peaking her name: tomatie!* ‘was only afterwards—iong afterwards—that he recalled sudden flush that suffused her face when she saw him—the in the cry of “You!” with whe answered him. At the| he was too full of himself—too | for sympathy, for which he| driven those eight miles—to anything else. | But in an instant the old furtive was back upon her. She ed round fearfully. EATTLE MAN WAS UNABLE TO MOVE ristie Relates Facts of His} Remarkable Recovery | From Rheumatism j A very striking instance of recov from a stubborn case of rheuma-| is reported by A, W. Christie, N. 72nd wt., Seattie, who says: | It’s a fact that I was down flat) my back in bed, unable to move self, when I began taking Tanlac.| 40 years I had been subject to| umatiam, which was worse, of | se, sometimes than at others. I d to lay off work for daye at a e, and finally I got so bad-off I ok to my bed and thought I was nm and out for good. MAfter taking one bottle of Tanlac | as able to get up, and I kept tak ft until the last touch of rheuma had feft me. My stomach ig like now and f just feel fine all the | 1 ‘es | and by leading drug i's drug stor: | Advertisement. | 4 everywhere. It’s good, that’s sure, 40¢ Supreme nd Coffee, Hansen, 40 Economy a | where | run away | me the chancet | comet" |a miserable two hundred for her in the opening of the| | braver than he was | him. | life she hated. | fingers tightened over hers ROSES” M. AYRES Reserved “I can't talk to you—if they see | me.” He They you like you. 1 must! see you.” answered impatiently ee you but I must speak to I've ariven over to won't then, with slipped a and drew into the She seemed to healtate an impulsive gesture, she «mall cold hand into his hith from the tent darkness, away VVE GOT THAT LOAD OF COAL OUT HERE, WHERE DO You WANT a POOR ARC TP] ON THE We will go! “if they knew you were here they kill you,” she said. Sherney will never for No, no; he has not dar again, What do you want? Why have you come? He answe! “My father is dead—1 told you tn the note I sent. You got my letter?" “You. Sherney saw your man give it to me, Ho suspected who it was from—1 sure he did, He has watched me almost every minute since, 1 believe he thinks I shall If only they but they She wrung her small hands. have you come? Why have she asked again. nted to tell you I can’t help would half tremblingly give you. am never do “Why you “lw BRING IT RIGHT IN THE BASEMENT Sipe THE SEATTLE STAR Good Luck With a Kick in It THAT COAL WELL HELEN, DO YOU HEAR GOING IN THE CELLAR? 1 GOT THAT FOR NOTHING! BILL ROBERTS 1S MOVING INTO A PLAT AND SAID HE HAD A TON OF COAL IN HIS BASEMENT! COULD HAVE IF I'D SEND = AND GET IT i UND _ FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS would give you now, Rogulie, as I said I would. ~ | longer man in I'm not a rich man any - I'm poor. I'm the poorest the world.” It was not money he was thinking of then—it was the face of the woman who had kissed him before he came down in reply to old Fergerson’s wire. “My father left me two hundred pounds, Rosalle, pounds!" She echoed his words with just the amazement he had expected “Two hundred pounds! lot of money?” Ho laughed dreartly “To you, perhaps might as w: for all the good it is to me. “I don't understand. What do you mean?” Her voice was bewildered. “I mean that for me it’s starva tion. All I have in the world. When it has gone I shall be as badly off as you, Worse than you, because you have a value--l have none! “You can wor! she sa “Work” He shrugged shoulders. “What sort Road-sweeging? navvying? do anything else.” There was a little silence—she moved a step from him. When she spoke again her voice sounded un friendly. “II don't think I understand What's the use of being big, and strong, and brave, that? Ob, if only I were a man with 200 pounds of my very own!” She broke off, breathless at the very thought “Why, what would you do? he asked her curiously; and she an. swered him “I would go right away, acroms the tea, right to the other side of the world, and work, and make a life for myself. Oh, think how wonderful it would be—jast wonderful!” There was a little silence. “So that is what you would do’ sald young Briton. He laughed ex citedly, “You shall have it then. Rosalie. It’s nothing to me—no more than a shilling would be to you, you poor childy You shall have it." He seized her hand eagerly “You will be able to leave this life and g0 away—across the sea if you wish. I wanted to help you. I can do it this way; two hundred pounds will keep a little girl like you for a long time.” She stood quite «till; her hand lay unresponsive in his. but to me—! his big of work? I can't “It it will keep me it would keep | you,” she said slowly. He frowned in the darkness. “You don't understand; it ts quite different. You are young and ig: norant.” “It is you who are ignorant,” she Mashed out at him. “Ignorant talk as you do, when you are young and strong. You have all yotr life be fore you, and you talk an if it were ended. I don't want to see you any more.” She turned, and began to walk away from him, the wet ground squishequashing at every P. Young Briton stood staring after her. He was angry: how dared she speak to him so-a mere child! an uneducated circus girl There had been contempt in her voice. Contempt—for him! Then suddenly he knew that it was not anger that flushed his face and made him clench his-fiste—not anger at all ‘but shame! He had spoken like a fool and a/ coward. He had gone down under the first blow that had ever been dealt him by Fate—falien like a weakling. She was right to despise bim—he deserved it! He broke into a run, calling her name. She stopped—she appealed to him in a frightened voice: “Sherney will hear you—oh! he will hear you.” “Let him! Sherney!” No,” she said, am. “You poor young Briton darkness and laid a hand on her shoulder. “How old are you, Rosa lie?” I am not afraid of shakily. “But little thing,” said Kighteen.” “Only 18? 1 am 2: older than she—and "he felt y yet r she was #he had shamed she had wakened him to a sense of his manhood. He would go on now, he would snap his fingers Fate—he would carve a way for himself—he would trample disap. pointment under his feet; but sh he would have to leave her to the to the brute, Sherny and the hunchback, unless he stood for & moment silent in the darkness. He would never have Lilian Fane now 1@ would be married long be: fore ever he had carved out that path for himself—that chapter of his life was ended and done with When he spoke his voice sounded somehow older, graver. “Rosalie, we haven't, either of us, any friends. I am Uke you now, alone in the world—starting life fresh. Don't-—don't you think we might go together—across the sea?” The hand that held hers was quite steady; he chose each word deliber. ately. He felt her fingers flutter in his clasp; she retre far as his grasp would let her “Why, what do you mean?” asked; the words were a mere breath © whisper. Roderick gave himself no time to think: Uberately. d throw it in the gutter| if you talk lke} He groped thru the| His | she} he rushed on impulsively, de-| again. | about here. | But that’s a) “I mean, marry me, and let us go! abroad—together! CHAPTER IV It was nearly midnight when Rode rick Briton drove the car back into the stableyard of the big dark house, The groom came to meet him. sleepy eyed and yawning. He looked at his young master wonderingly: his fuce was so flushed, his eyes #0 bright In the morning he in |formed the head groom that Mr. Rorie had come home from Alperton drunk. The head groom cuffed his ear “You'd come ‘ome drunk, ver'like, if you'd got ‘alf Mr, Rorie’s trouble,” he said, “ "Taint every day a young gentioman loses a fortune, and don't you forget it.” But it was only excitement and misery that had made Rorie’s eyes © bright, his face #o Musahed; he felt as if he were in a sort of a night |mare delirium as walked away from the stableyard and up to the big silent house. All the servants had long since gone to bed: a shaded lamp burned in the hall; a gray, curly-halred sheep dog on a mat at the foot of the [stairs lifted his head and growled apprehensively as young Briton opened the front door, then rose to his feet was his stumpy tail, and came forward. i Roderick patted the shaggy heat absently—-he loved al! animals, and) they seemed to know it. Scott stood | beside him uttering little low whines of pleasure as young Briton pulled off his boots and threw aside hin big| coat; he thrust a cold, wet nose into the young man's Mind, as if asking for a little attention. When Rorle walked to the stairs, ! the dog followed; he stood with/| clumsy paws resting on the bottem | stair, looking after him with wiatPul eyes, Roderick looked back at him. | “Good boy! lie down, Scott.” He} felt somehow oddly grateful for the| animal's friendliness —he, who had hitherto boasted more friends than | he wanted. } At the top of the stairs hung a life | like picture of his dead father; it had recently been added to the gallery of | portraits; the gold of its frame looked | conspicuously new beside the others. | Roderick «topped. He held up the candle he carried, so that the little! spurt of flame flickered over the) grim, painted face. | As he stood there, the likeneas be | tween the two men, father and son, which old Fergerson had noticed waa |strongly in evidence: fierce | looked Into fierce eyes—both hard, | bitter, and unforgiving. t Then Roderick laughed reckleanty He felt somehow aa if the dead man jknew of the thing he had done dur ing the past few hours; and he was giad—glad that he had been able to etrike a blow at the family pride. | He felt as if they all knew-—the rows ot prim ancestors who seemed to tare down at him, the last of the | race, with «uch grim disapproval He ughed recklessly as he low. ered the candle: he blew out the little | spurting flame, ana went on up the | wide staircase in the darkness | . 8 @ * e eyes . Blunt, the pompous butler, served the coffee, and stood back against d, with a sphinxlike ex-| pression on his face Rorle had not slept | night: his head was splitting; he felt | | like a man who wakes on a spring| j morning with golden sunshine| | | a wink an} streaming on his fi to the remem. brance that it is the day of his execu. | tion. | He drank gulp. He glanced at | was staring out of the |a curiously alert exp | usually sphinx-like face. | | “What the’ devil are you staring/ at?” asked Rorie, irritably | Blunt drew himself up. | He an.| swered with a sort of injured dig-| | single | Blunt} window with | jon on his the coffee ¥ been a | around winee light warned him off once him down the b ing thru. T don't like him, Mr. Rorte. ging, I daresay.” I don't think so, He! don't seem like the usual run of bee | sara we get round these parts. He's a hunchback, too. Mr. Rorie.”* | “A-hunchback! Korie echoed the words in a startled voice. He turned sharply in his chair and stared out | thru the window with a sort of eager-| ness. “I can't see him. Which aide} of the gate was he?” | “He's gone now, Mr, Rorie, I think he saw me looking. He went oft down the road.” | Rorle rose to his feet, pushing | | back his chair; his young face looked | angry. “Turn Seott on him if he comes| I won't have loafers hanging | And—I want the car | man hanging! Mr. Rorte. I but I just wee} again, peer the looks of sir |you'll be coming back tonight, Mr. BY CONDO ANY PIAN “THAT ISN'T WILLING "To PAY «IO FOR LIBERTY ts Too TtGuT To TALK wr i! ar. * ‘ _ By Mabel PI 4 Page 470 LEGEND OF THE TWO SISTERS (Chapter 2) “After Yeslamish and Tapalt ‘“Tapalt found that in spite of rshine with which her fell asleep, the youngest siater,| the cl Calleoblow, long time | ‘usband had looked down on the the bright | | but even in her heart she| ## loved beauty above all thingn, lay a earth be had sore eyes, and as awake looking up at stars, his worried her very much made no wish about having “ ihe gue si “The land of the stars was for a husband | much like the earth, they found, “But finally she, too, slept and only there was neither wind, nor only the stars kept watch storm, nor rain. Ae ey eng, hes ei “The star husbands were very lamish and Tapalt awoke, Oey} looked they | jealous and they had their wives rubbed and about them their eyes surrounded by guards day and in wonder, for night for fear the sisters would were not in their own land at au, | had grow homesick and some day not on the beds which they when digging ferns no-} they could follow they were made, and Calleoblow was down the fern where to be seen | | roots and return to the earth, “Poor little Calleoblow! © When | % old Wocock, ow, in some mysterious way whe awoke and found her older | sisters gone, she cried out and ran the grandmother of thelr camp had also come to the and to tell the others in how her sisters had wished for the | the sisters, | land of star-husbands, she star husbands and now that they, was their companion whenever were gone and she alone was left. | they went to dig fern roots. “Now, you would think that star husband would be everythin and “After a time a son was born to Tapalt and the white star, and ‘Let us call bim Ard could wish, the ‘Tapalt said, hade that a woman that what thought, but they were surprised | is two sisters (the moon) because he is born in a strange land, and he will some day be a wonderful man RHKKKR, and disgusted. I'm going to London."| the windswept garden: but, tho he Blunt eyed his young | waited patiently for some minutes, “You'll | he catoh of an hour round, Blunt “Yes, sir.” could no glimpse And yet, halt n ter rather anxiously | hunchback | later, the wide gates, two malignant eyes | were watching him from the thick | bushes, two big, knotted hands the window, | clenched themselves into shaking and stood for a moment so that he| fists, as the hunchback hur ras screened from the road by the| curse after you Briton speeding long curtains. He craned his bead|on his way to London, forward a litle, his eyes searching | (Continued Tomorrow Ror “Good Lord! yes." Blunt left the room with great dig nity Rorle went over to the| WELL, THATS Goo0D Luck! | } i | », ' GOOD LUCK? PLL SAY IT'S GOOD LUCK. 1S WORTH AND ALL IT THAT "TON OF FIFTEEN BUCKS COSTS ME 15 COAL FOR THE AT “THE BACK DOOR TO COLLECT FOR “THE HAULING HAULING OVER HERE! fe BY ALLMAN T ARE THE 2GES, OLD MAN, FOR HAULING THAT over? es TWENTY { DOLLARS. a THE MAN 1S WHO MADE THE NICE TREES AND FLOWERS” AROUND House ? THE CRAZY QUILT SAY OFFICERS T KNOW? WE YOUR. - ONLY MOVED “THERE Phe ein MUCH OBLIGED GoES + 1M “DID YOU NOTICE MY LIL ROADSTER PARKED. HERE 2+ 115 GONE a> ee bs ¢ WHEN A WOMAN TELLS By RUTH AGNES ABELING (Copyright, 1921 CHA START HERE TODAY Iga Sorensen does “the first honest ect in her life’ by breaking her engeae ment to Tom Bradford she has pursued fo ns em ployment Mra in akes had redee of shame. GO ON WITH STORY In to sense I waited trying movement in the It took a degr of couragt reach out and snap on the light But the light told me nothing. At length I heard a rap, lightly, on my door. “Miss Sorens! softly the voice of Grace Cameron Quickly I opened the door and ace clasped my hand and dragged me towards the head of the stairs There I saw on the landing Lila Amos, huddled wretchedly, her beau tiful hair disarranged, her hat was on the floor and hee cloak wound oddly around her. “What is it?" I asked, falteringty. Grace answered with one word drunk!" “We went down and together we lifted her up and carried her in to her own bed Just then back It was John around him “Anything wrong?” he queried. “Mrs. Ames seemed to be ill,” 1 hedged, “and 1 called Grace to jelp me, She seems to be quite comfort motionless, ning of that ) without. my bed, the mw he to It was the door swung softly Ames, a bath robe PTER XXXVII—I HELP MRS. AMES TO BED ever so/ 7 When gnce more I crept to it was with a feeling that I sleep then—the whole household safe within the walis—and T jwlad. | 1 knew that T needed rest, for party of the morrow would be jing. . by Beattie Star.) (To Be Continued) lawn like a hygted man—and Sek] (Copyright, 1 |haps he ts hunted. I shouldn't won-| — {der OLYMPIA. Be abe id wil ie) eral soe. to} nied license to operate motor stage — j explain, said, sinking of he lies | " ‘an a |1 already had told John Ames, j Mae: Ratwere: Salinger ee I wondered then if untruths were | couver, B. C., at hearing by board 7 1 forgivable. of public works. F —)}! ADVENTURES F THE TWINS Clive Roberts Barton y-fish got into a quarrel. Pennywinkle had, where, or out of anywhere, I'm afrai@, so that|they would have been very badly When Cap'n given the Twins their badge lable now,” I added, looking down on |they could help him keep order in | off. | the motionless figure of the alre sleeping woman, “Hasn't been hurt?" Amos pressed anxiously I reassured him. UM be all right," I continued “you bad better go back to you look as if you needed some dy |sleep yourself.” He was a pitiful figure as he turn- ed and shuffled out of the room “I'm sorry for him,” said Grace, softly We mine. went from With Mrs, Lila's Ames’ door room to closed is he turned the car out of|behind ‘us, Grace became communt-|he dec! cative “Beast of a man,” she si “brought her to the door and set her down as if she was poison and ran away like cur, That’s the way they do “The car is standing out there yet--Philip Ames ran off across the ‘the Land of the Wigglefins, he ex:| Mr, Codfish recognized the Twing plained a few things to them, “It's /at the same instant that they recog |this way,” said he. “I can't be every-|nized him and it gave him quite @ |where at once, and if T went to all |start. the places where I ought to be, 1] “Oh, ho! he sort of chuckled to | would have to be multiplied by about | himself. “Here are the dinners T got 60. I not only have to keep the traf-|cheated out of a long time ago. FT | fie from jamming under the sea here, |may have them yet!’ But just them |but I have to do all sorts of things |his eye fell upon the badges that besides. Only this morning the lob-|Cap'n Pennywinkle had given them |ster and the jellyfish got into a quar-|and his face fell. That was differ |rel and we had to take the Jellyfish |ent! Any one who wore a badge was home to his family on a stretcher.” |as safe from the sea creatures as Mr. Cod, passing just then, heard | babies in their beds at home. the remark and stopped, “Yes, sir!| Mr, Cod smiled foolishly, “Did you ed, “and such a time as we lever try to catch hold of a jelly- |had getting hold of him! Did you | fish, miss?” he repeated, as tho noth: ever try to get hold of a jellyfish, |ing had happened. jmiss?” | acy answered that she hadn't, | Naney looked up in alarm, for|but if it were anything like picking {once in Topsy-Turvy Land Mr. Cod lup jelly she thought it must be difth fish almost made meal of the | cult. (To Be Continued) Twins, Had it not been for their Green Shoes which took them any-' (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Stax) a *