The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 24, 1921, Page 11

SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER “PAPER By RUBY eececee: All Rights (Continued From Preceding Issue) | | Old Fergerson hated scandal: bh Knew bow much Roderick’s fathe! j bad hated tt alo; and if little Tosa. | Ue had got to die, as in his heart old) : believed she had, well, | what could be gained by making th | whole story public? He raised his brows, smiling be at Mrs, Myers. “It sounds rather improbable, even for Roderick’s taste for es | besides, I happen to kn he ts, or waa practically —, * & lady m town—« vere! Mra. Myers had been tn the act of Faising a chocolate cake to her) mouth: she let it fall suddenly to the rug at her feet. She stared/ eld Fergerson with tecredulous | * to whom? she asked. | F Old Fergerson set down his cup| slow precision: he had regret: the words the moment he had en them. He wisely guessed Brenda—charming as she} t be—was hardly a woman to She had too Little to do, and too! Tany friends, for it to be mfe to @ a confidante of her. 1 @id not say ‘enguged’™ he an | Swered, softly. “But I know Rod erick was deeply interested—which ™ay mean much or nothing. I be Neve that It is quite the usual thing | for young men nowadays to play at Jove without a thought of marriage @Mtering their heads. I spoke of a) Miss Fane—you do not know her, I = “Do Sleepy place? demanded Mrs ra; rather impatiently. “But I Saw-something in the paper about her this morning—if it's the same “girl: the daughter of a general or thing, wasn't she?” | “I don't know at all. I believe her) is dead.” | ‘Mrs. Myers left her chair and over a heap of papers and ines tying on the sofa. She back to the tea table with one ber hand. Old Fergerson watched her rather : ly; he would have given a it deal to be able to undo the quarter of an hour, and yet it) seemed the surest way to safe| Roderick’s secret by bringing in Fane's name into the conver. | | know anybody outside this! §, Myérs turned the pages of paper with impatient fingers. always the way. I can never) a thing when I want to. Ah.) ft is She doubled the page ' and handed it to the lawyer. | | Old Fergerson adjusted his giasees a 3 i BBF 24, 1921. ROSES” M. AYRES Reserved said, whimsiealty, “And Roderick is a nice boy, I have great hopes of him in the future.” The conversation drifted tnto other channels; but later on in the even- ing, when old Fergerson had re turned to London, and Brenda and her husband were having dinner to gether, the doctor himself again in troduced the subject. “Teddy's getting quite abet minded. He actually let me drive him ell the way to Redmund, and then clean forgot to go and see his client—whoever & was—after mak- ing « special journey from London, too,” Brenda looked up with sudden tn terest. “What did he do, then?” “Nothing. We went into Mrs. Fowler's together, and he talked to the litte girl, and we came away T remembered when we got half-way home, but he wouldn't hear of going back again; said his business was of no consequence.” “Did Teddy talk te the gtrit™ “Bless your heart, yea. They were ome could talk with bmpunity.| sreat friends. J left them together while I talked to Mra. Fowler. Ho says he shall go again.” Mra. Myers made no answer. She was thinking that perhaps, in mpite of- everything, there might be some truth Im the story the undergroom had told to her housemaid about Roderick’a infatuation for the little circus gtrt. If there weret—dut Fergerson had y 4 THE DOINGS OF THE DUFFS WELL,DANNY WHAT 01D You bo AT _KINDERGARDER TODAY ? 1 PAINTED A SEATTLE STAR An Advantage DID YOU MAKE THAT P WELL NOW THAT'S FINE - BUT YOU'VE GOT A BLWE FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS denied it so emphatically; she dis missed the thought w: ith a shrug. It was late when Mr. Fergerson got back home. The bright, sunny day had changed to a wet, chill even- ine. He was glad to find a cheery fire in his study, and his slippers put to warm, He fer very much worrted and perplexed. Hs could not make up| his mind whether to tell Roderick that his wife was still living or not. His mind was filled with arcu- ments for and against so doing. Rod erick did not love this girl, and tf, after all, she had got to die, what ‘was the use of adding to the breath of rumor that was already afloat, by dragging Roderick back to the scene of his folly. And yet, on the other dand, if the #irl loved him, es old Fergerson felt sure she did, ft was hard if she were to be allowed to die without eveing bim again. It was certainty « problem, and all the harder tnasmuch as it appealed to Fergerson’s kind heart rather than to his shrewd head. He mat back tm his deep chair and stared at the glowing fire with | frowning brows. Which was the right thing to do? seemed to rush at him from all cor- : “Tell him—tell firelight vider, per. k of re i ih f es 54 be oe tu very morning he took out the net and every night took it in Away off in the bay, Mr. Fisher mn stretched his net. There it oated beneath the waves, securely d at the corners to big pound les driven down into the sand at bottom of the water, ‘very morning he took out the net every night be brought it in. In the morning he would hook it into place under the water so cunningly Bt the people in the Land of the igglefins never suspected it was there and would swim right into ite) ntangling folds. At night he would ther it in, with its slipping bur- return to shore, and sort his teh, according to weight, size, and nd, and sell it to market people. After a time the Wigslefins got know this, at least all the daddies nd mothers knew, and all the little ie had been warned over ‘over to keep away from the bay | ind the pound-poles, as repeatedly Cutie Cottontail had been warned his pareuts to beware of Keddy Fox tn Helter Skelter Land. But there are always carciess people, and adventurous people, and people who won't take advice, in the water as well as on dry land, and there never was a night that Mr. Fisherman didn’t take home a full net. There was one person whom Mr. Fisherman was most anxious to catch, and that was Tub Terrapin. Tub made grand eating and gould have brought a grand price as many |of his relatives had done, But Tub knew all this and never went near a net. And Mr, Fisherman knew that Tub knew, and was trying to think up another way of landing him. So when Tub Terrapin came along! and lay down right at one of the busiest corners in Wigslefin Land, and right on top of Spike Starfish, Crawly Crab, and some otfiers, Cap'n Pennywinkle thought of the net at once, and that was why he sent the Twins for it. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 192%, by Seattle Star) The answer, , erly. “Why don’t you say some Rod | Binet” he asked, tmpatientty. his father and bis wife! | Receiving no answer to his ques tion, he looked up rather surprised. | “What's the matter? he asked |. Something im the kind old eyes | bent upen his gave him an uncom | fortable thrill; he colored # little, | “What's the matter?” he asked. again, a trifle impatiently. “I sup pose a third will hasn't turned up to land me in the workhouse again. has it? hk ae Rodertck hughea “Well, then, can I have eome |money? I'm beastly hard up, and you wouldn't believe what a lot of people have wanted their bills paid since the guv’nor died.” “You can come to your father’s bank with me tomorrow and make “Ob, no, thanks, that'll be quite / all right. I say, I hope you're not annoyed with me about anything?’ , they buried her at Bedmund? | Couldn't 1 have a cross put up, or something, without anyone knowtng | who'd done it? I should awfully like to do something. } ‘The old man looked at Roderick's “Haven they? No, I suppose they wouldn't. That brute Sherney —he'd take her away. I've been won-! ering lately, if 1 oughtn’t to have insisted on seeing her. After all,| ihe wae my—wife.” OM Fergerson made ne answer. | Rederick turned on him most an- “Because,” answered the older man «imply, “I don't know what to say.” It was the truth: he aid net know what to say or do for the best. He had an uncomfortable feeling that, | in spite of young Briton's apparent | | remorse, it would be a terrible and) unweicome biow to him to hear that Rosalie was still fving. He asked him a sudden and irrelevant ques | tion. { “Have you seen the papers today, | Roderick?" “Of course, Why? “I see there is an announcement! of Miss Fane's engagement to Querne, the American.” In the ailence that followed Mr. Fergerson held his breath. He knew —as plainly as if he had been tola— that what Rorie said now would be) the answer to the question that had been troubling his own heart ever since he stood In the little cottage at Bedmund, holding Rosalie’s hand. It would all depend on what young Briton said now as to whether he told him that the girl was still alive. He did not © to walt long for his answer, Young Briton rounded on his fu riousty, his eyes flashing passionate anger in his handsome face. "It's a lie—a damnable lie,” he said, hoarsely. “She doen't care a hang for him: she'd never do such a thing. He's old enough to be her father. I don't believe a word of it. Where is the paper? Show it to me.” He broke oft stammering, white- Upped, before Mr. Fergerson’s steady gaze. | “I beg your pardon, str; I @idn’t mean to be rude. I apologtae; but it ‘mnt true—of course it isn’t true” Old Fergerson attempted no an- @wer. He knew that what he had | feared was no less than the truth. | Roderick still loved Lillian Fane, and | there was no smallest place tn his) | heart for the woman he had married | for ,the satisfaction of his own self. ishnese—whom, in his own passion jate desire for freedom, he would bury before he positively knew that | j#he had yet relaxed her feeble hold) jon unwelcome life. | To Rorie it seemed an eternity be fore old Fergerson answered his agi- tated denial of Lillan Fane's engage ment. In his impatience he felt as if he could have taken the old man by his stooping shoulders and forced him to epenk. He was conscious of & sort of angry contempt for him because old Fergerson was a bach- elor--possibly he had never cared a rap for any woman. How could he, then, understand the hot torment that was burning him thru and EVERETT TRUE |HGLL 0, GveRstT! Ins FoR SPEeDING! = Down HORE To — (te WOy OUT COW ~ | NEVER SAW BY COND& Bat, THEYTVS PINCHED CAN “ou COMG THs Hooscow AND BAIL MS OUT # ys You You MCAN BAW Cc OPINION In mY WELL, MAYBE YOURE RIGHT BUT TELL ME,HOW DO You LIKE GOING TO KINDERGARDEN P “H' DocToR'S ORDERS ? THAT'S AMBITION, MY SON PAGE 11 BY ALLMAN You TAKE AFTER YouR pADDY! I'm OF You ¢ | OUR BOARDING HOUSE SAY, MRS. HOOPLE = DIDJA HAPPEN “TOD PICK UP A COUPLA BUTTONS ? 1 LOST 'EM OFF THO TrererRence|| BETWEEN ATTEMPTSD MURDER AND SPEEDING 13 ONLY (IN THES SQPSCLING !!! At? Srallle + * * Ee » Page 477 SUPPOSE THEY HAD (Chapter 2 “It seemed to ua” the min isterman continued, “that ft was getting ¢ark very fast and eur hands were red with the unac customed cold before we had fin- ished our job of seeing to the cat ua “The sow was falling quite steadily, too, Mttle fine, stinging flakes, more like @ froren mist, with a scurry of big fakes now and then. “AN our joy in the sliding idea seemed to have died down. Al! the feeling of freedom at being left In charge was gone. “And we were fust two little boys watching with anxious faces for the return of our mother and father. “As we went across the barn- yard the shallow pools of water splintered beneath our heavy shoes, They were frozen. “Phewf Ed whistled, ‘It's surety a old day. I do hope they'll come. I'm afraid every- thing will frees. Let's go down to the river.’ “Now the onty way for mother to get home was down that river. There were no roads nor any trafs, ome went and came on the river tn @ rowboat or a cance and when we watched for guests or absent members of the family we watched the river as you would watch the street. “And fast as we had about Gempatred of thetr coming, we heard the splash of the oars and they came in sight. “Mother was cold and tired and they told us that they had almost decided to stay all night in hopes the weather would be better in the morning, but mother thought it best to come on home, anyway. “Ot course, all our excitement of the morning returned and we talked on about our sied and our hopes that the snow, which by that time was a thin white sheet on the ground would be deep enough to slide on in the morning and we tried to pick ft up and make mowballs and went te bed as happy as clams. “For with mother and father there, a reguiar snow was only a grand adventure “Little we guessed?" (To Be Continued) AH PY ctr thru? But young Briton aid Mr. Ferger-) “If your wife was living, Roder- ick, he eaid, with grave kindness, fon an injustice: the old man felt) “you would still have had to bear the very sympathetic. He remembered the day when he had been called upon to congratulate Eustace Myers upon his engagement to the woman they both loved, and he told himself that what young Briton was suffer: ing now was nothing to the pain he had borne tn those faraway days;) but its memory made him gentle with this hot-tempered boy, who could not hide bis burt. news of Mime Fane's coming mar- riage. Is it any worse now?" “Yea; it le—a thousand times,” Rorie burst out, tmpetuously. “I should have stood it then, because I shonld have had to, but now—" He broke off with am eloquent ges ture, Mr. Fergerson shook his head. “You are making a mistake, my boy,” he said, with conviction, “You BUT YouLL PROBABL PROVD THAT ISN'T (T = THE TEACHER 1S AFRAID TO BY AHERN HANDED BUSTER? WE WAS AN APPETITE. MIRS. HOOPLE, THE LANDLADY, HAS A TORGUE SHARPER “THAN “IME ROAST BEEF KNIFE — e4 me, as the dinner party left the table, “do you know what this really began with? “I think the young man had been somewhere else before he came here land quenched a tremendous thirst— and he wanted to fight over the maid's accident.” “Awkward maid—damned = awk- ward—strange,” John Ames mut- tered. . I was surprised at his tneoher- lence. Before I could say more I heard ‘Tom asking me tf I felt quite satis- | fied with the way I was living. “are you finding yourselt— ene may believe now that your happiness ts bound up with Miss Fane, but you are wrong. Some day you will real- ize 1t. If she had truly cared for you would she have—* “Oh, I know what you're driving at, of course.” Rorie was really an- gry now. His handsome face was flushed, his eyes were fierce. “But T tell you it wasn’t her fault. You! | know what her mother is. Lilian | simply has to do as she Is told. |sho is engaged to old Querne, | Mrs, Fane's doing, I'll swear it It Mr. Fergerson smiled. “We do not live in days when un- | witling brides are dragged screaming |to the altar,” he said, drily. He re membered the one occasion when he had met Lillian Fane. She had not struck him as being & weak wo- man—quite the contrary. “But in all this, Roderick, you #eem to lose jmight of what the state of affairs would have been had your wife lived. Don’t you see what an im- possible situation you would have had to face?” Rorie frowned. “It's no use arguing about what past. You know I'd give my right but—" Mr. Fergerson turned on him sharply. “You mean that? he asked. fety im his voice. For a moment the two men eyed one another, then— “No,” said Rorie, in a low voice. “No; I don’t mean it! He drew a deep breath. “No! T don’t mean it,” he sabi again dog gedly. (Copyright 1931 wy Geattic star) anything more real than what you had? Have—you—found anyone elser” I coulin't answer. I felt the tears coming and turned away. Tom misunderstood my action. Just how the party came to its end I do not know, but I realized that it was over when I heard Phil making an excuse for rushing right away and then, a second after, sensed the chill of Tom's goodbye. Later, when I was unfastening the snaps of my dress, I heard Lila cry ing softly in her room. I knew why —bdut I knew, too, that there was no comfort I could offer. So I lay there in the darkness, thinking over the events of the day land hearing, every now and then, the jerky breathing of Lila im the next room. Finally the sobbing ceased and I knew that she must have gone to sleep. A light rap awakened me the next morning and I took time to draw on | a kimono before opening the door. It was very, very early. “I shouldn't have awakened you,” sald ace, fully dressed. “T couldn't sleep,” she went on. “I have had a feeling as though something terrible ‘was happening somewhere and I came in to see if you knew of any- thing that was wrong—I'mywor- ried.” “What does your troubled feeling seem to attach to?” I asked, for I had learned to have faith tn Grace's sensitive sensing of things before they happened. “I don’t know—tut I am = sure there is something—something that concerns all of us, Didn't you feel it last night—just something in the air?” she questioned. “No, Grace,” 1 said, “I didn't feel might have been. I can't undo the|anything—but I know Freddy Pay- ton must have felt that salad dress- hand f I could bring Rosalie back,|ing. That was master strategy!" 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