The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 27, 1921, Page 11

BY ALLMAN WHAT ARE ‘You GOING TO DO WITH THAT DOINGS OF THE DUFFS OH, VOU FINALLY GOT HOME, DrDYour NOW | SUPPOKE You WANT YOUR. A] DINNER SERVED TQ YouP | HOTEL” DE TOM DUFF’ MEALS AT Au HELLO )) “YouRS - You'Li. SETA COLD DINNER MLL TELL You, THAT! It Didn’t Mean Anything AFTER I'VE WAITED AND KEPT THINGS WARM FOR AN HOUR, by COMES PRANCING IN AT EIGHT SCLOCK WITH A SILLY LooK Ow HIS FACE - NO REGARD FoR ANYBODY BUT HIMSELF! NOW COME OUT AND STUFF YOURSELF AND THEN | SUPPOSE YOu WILL WANT To Go To BED- You'Rt GREAT comPANY! “PAPER ROSES” By RUBY M. AYRES eggee oo All Rights Reserved +e (Continued from Yesterday) CHAPTBR XII Roderick Briton walked back from Tidersiey Gardens to his own cham bers. | VM GOING “TO GIVE IT To WILBUR FoR A WEDDING PRESENT eocccecseccces outside, He could hear a strange voice, an unfamiliar oe. After a moment Ferne came back He | looked ruffied. It is the person, air; Tt Was & long way, but he hardly | won't give no name.” noticed it. If anyone had asked) “Oh! well, show him tn.” him, he would have said that he) Rorte gave a hurried glance at his had never been so utterly wretched) refiection in the glass above the in all his lite he firmly believed} mantelshelf; he did not know in the that bis beart was broken. The] ltast who his visitor wis, but any meé@mory of Lillian’s soft fingers on/ Way it would be better than sitting his-own made him clench his teeth| alone With only hie thoughts for in a& sort of rage of despair. | company He was almost anxious Weill, the only thing left for him|to welcome ferne’s “h'individu but he step forward and then stopped dead. staring—for the man who stepped into the root, smiling insolently, was the woman he had married sprang | Sherney, the manager of the travel into being before his eyes H6 stood quite still, jerking back-| It was, perhaps, pardonable that Ward; but it was only his imagina-|for & mothent young Rriton's self tion, It was wonderful! how often| control should utterly desert him, as he thought of her—the poor little, he stood staring with dishbelieving itl who had borne his name for so| eyes at Sherney's insolent face Of all the many people of his ac ‘The two words daintance tMs man was the last im his brain un-| he had ever even remotely expected to se Again; in his happyqolucky | way RodePick had believed that the painful episode of that idle week in the country was buried and done with—he forgot that even the dead have been knowh to rise from their graves Sherney was quite unmoved He | stood amiling at young Briton, his) hand—the one that wore the dia | mond ring—resting on a chair-back Ferns, after an inquisitive glance from one to the other, retreated noiselesaly. | The soft sound of the door shut-| } ting roused Forte. The color famed again in his white face; he took a threatening step forward, fixts FRE ICKLES AND HIS FRIENDS WHATS TUE MATTER, * SONNY? WV DON'T You DUN WIth “Tos Bove? WHATS THE REASON ‘THEY DON'T WANT ‘To PLAY WITH You? T-THEY SAY TM { ASISSY CAUSE TM TWINS WITH A (al very empty and lonely burned in the cozy clenched. .| “What the devil do you mean by coming here? I thought Ia taught you & lesson before: but, if ‘you want anhothér, you've come to the ;| tlsht piace to get it.” Sherney shrugged hie shoulders. “I haven't the least doubt that you could kick me out if you liked,” | PyUEPprpPT PPI He sat up, ehrageing his! WV ERETT TRUE shoulders. “I can guess what hap | pened then,” he finished, with an abominable grin. “You told her she | wasn't good enough for you, because | you was & gentleman!’ | Roderick was very white. His hands were clenched behind his back the man’s hateful Words, which yot | then IN THiS SWIMMING POOL HAS BEEN CHANGED FOR DAYS : 5 ebts ! i | ‘ts : fri ate I Hi I it Ti 1 3 t i By qe i e Ht t Qk il i ib held a great deal of truth in them, You'll listen I've got to my first.” something in his nar that carried conviction, is words did not. Rorte un his fists and stood back. | | of memory—the pathway that wa. | strewn with tears and blood, to the | sodden field, and the biare of the | band, and the tauch of Romalie’s hands on his arm. For a moment a sort of horrified PR cteaeng Emad > ae m rp fascination kept him silent, seemed eden, “Bek an joaee ude ‘ae to chain hin feet; and yet, above tt ts. Gee have Bh ont ware may all, his mind was working plearty, fee al.” - | Papkdly—he did not believe that Sher ney knew of the marriage that had bre tee rete ais Fen, 4 ue / taken place that windy morning. He x ieueen M6) fait sure that, were it #0, he would Ses Senetnehe. jhavé blurted it out first and fore “That's better,” he said, with ob | most. Jectionable pleasantry. He turned the, He «wung round andden: chair oo which his hand had been| “You can't get over mn wih» resting, and sit down without wait-|tulg ke that, you know,” he maid, | with forced calm. “You're plaunibie IF CUGANLINGSS 1S NEXT © GODUNGESS, SET A GOOD FLYNG ‘START, FOR “OU'REe A LONG , LONG av FROM TIPPERARY ti LOM Y ty fain UPN. GLADLY PAY | #000 To ANY ONE WHO CAN PROVE THIS SOAP CONTAINS ANYTHING BoT GENUINE ERVVIA, VEGETABLE, OILS": ; i i ADRMOOPER SPENDINGA WEEK MERE = MADE OUR CITIZENS A VERY LIGERAL ] 5 i 5 i | for, if you didn’t know as it was your fault? Ary of the crowd that idl i fi bal Hi ATE Hl iif ee ; E i g f i f WHEN A WOMAN TELLS © Te f is H : 4 - i i ase tett < All the shrimps and ‘Nick hed an idea. He had been thinking hard all the time that Mr. Flatfish Flounder was talking about % his fine dinner in the fish net. spoke up now. ‘Very well, Mr. » You may have your din- fer, but you'll have to get it for you Cap'n Penriywinkle only te the net anyway. I didn't that it was so full of things.” ‘Thereupon Nick suddenly released his bold upon the fish net and all the shrimps and prawhs and crabs, the rest of them, streamed out feo the sea. And you may be sure that it didn’t take them a day and half to get out of that. Off they in all directions, calling thanks to the Twins over their lers, while old greedy Mr, Fiat- nh swan ‘round lashing his tail in fury. “Here, now?’ he cried, “Just see you've done! You've ruined luncheon completely. Didn't you know that the net you are taking prawns streamed out into the sea HT Fits eis fs git Hie g & EEE: Re E only a slip of a girl I can now as she lay there in the —her poor little face all drawn suffering —”" Rorie drew in his breath hard. “Stop it” he sid, ftiercety. you think I want to hear about tt?| Do you think I like knowing how she died?” There was something almost hysterical in hig voice. For a moment there was 4 silence in the room, broken onty Rorie’s heavy breathing. He f and look at her agony. spoke again his voice was hoarse. “How much do you want? He could bear it no longer: he felt at that moment as if he would have gtven all he possessed to rid himself of this man, to escape the memories that had come crowding | back upon him. His self-control and | clear-headedness had all deserted | him; he could only remember the! panies en and self-tor- | ment he had felt the nij Es ‘ ent Of Roma Men hate to suffer, and Rarie was no exception to the rule. away with yeu is my dining room?| much do you want tay aoeese Pe I know how to get into it and how! “Ah! now we're talking sense,” to get out and three times a day I/#aid Sherney. He sat down conr go and feast on Mr, Iisherman’s fortably, and took out his etgaret| catch. “What shall I do now?" |case, He held it to Rorte, but wan! “You'll have to hunt your dinner,” |angrily repulsed. Ho lit a cigaret said Nancy calmly. “And I think himself, and tossed the burnt match you ought to thank us, for sometime into the fender . sooner or later, Mr. Fisherman would| “Well, now, let me see.” He puck- have hauled you in when you weren't ered the uneven brows that were looking, and that would have been | like soot smudges above his mean the end of you.” “Oh,” said Mr, Flounder, “I'm not | young man. food to eat. Mr. Fisherman doesn't | “What do yon say to five hundred want mé, you may be sure: | pounds?” he asked. “Perhaps they'd put you in a glaas| “What? cnse tor folks to stare at,” suggested) Sherney shrugged his shoulders, Nick. “Come, come, Mr. Briton, we all But Mr, Flounder swam away | know you're a rich man. What's five | without replying, wiggling his whip| hundred to you? If Rosalie had |of @ tail in contempt. | livea it would have cost you a The Twins took the net to Cap'n! mighty aight more than that to get | eves, and ginnced knowingly at the| ~ Pennywinkle, glad that they had rid of her, I can tell you. I'm letting |been able to do the shrimps and you down lightly, and you know it.” prawns a favor. Rorie strode past him, and flung wide the door. “Get outt’ he said, His young three—-Eed and father and I worked early and late cutting green branches of trees and dig- ging for tender roots to feed to the starving cattle. “We used up our supply of deer meat, and grain had to be ground in a coffes mill for meal. Sait waa most precious and sugnr to be hoarded like jewels. “One day father came in and told ws all our food was gone ex- cept potatoes and a little of the other necessaries, flour and grain and tea and things, and some- thing must be done. “1 will butcher a cow, I think,’ he sak. ‘The poor things are By RUTH AGNES ABELING (Copyright 1921 by Beattic star) CHAPTER XLVI—PHILIP AMES’ FACE STARTLES 1 had the feeling, as he apoke, that “I'm sorty éying of the cold and it we do not have fresh meat to give us strength, I fear that we too may Perish with the cold.’ “Now among the herd there waa one big, good-natured cow of which we children were particu- tarty fond. We called her Wik’ and for her fett an affection dif ferent from the feeling we had for any of the others. - } “It you have @ pet, chikiren, [/ you can imagine how we felt when father told us ‘Elk’ was the cow which must be killed to fur- nish food. ® “Twice during the four months baa maa Aan Gan ek Somes & neighbor got thru in some way || “Come in,” sald Mra, Ames, softly, and we heard the happenings in || as timidty I started to withdraw and the outalde world. |dloke the door. “Rxcept for that we Were as “Yea, come in, Miss—Sorensen.” alone as any Robinson Crusoe on | Philip Ames’ voice was strange; his desert island, No friends com. | there Was a peculiar, settled quality ing and gotng, nowhere to go, no ff) in it. amusements, no church, no |) school, no newspaper coming [| every day to tell us about the big world, not even one letter in all that time.” ‘The Minister-nan ceased speak- ing, and looking at his face so lit tle lined, and with a half-hidden twinkle, David and Peggy won- dered, a they s often wonder, what it is which makes pioneers seem young when they have lived so much. ak send her to her death! nice tale for a lady's few minutes tater I heard Philip Amee@ voice in Lila’s room. There was @ deristve note in it. It fright- ened me. I felt sure something was wrong, yét I had no right to go into “Becanse 1 think something ts wrong—and it may help if you are there.” Grace was pushing me toward the door, I hesitated. “It Goeen't make any difference whether you have a right or not— you mrustr Grace left me he choles. I knocked |Ughtly on the door. | No answer. | “Very well, you can’t say as I didn't warn yot, and give you évery | chance,” he said, mulleniy. “If you! won't listen to reason, there's others who willk-others who'll be giad to,” he added, meaningty. Rorie took no notice. Sherney ginnoed at hith and added, deliber ately: “Perhaps Miss Fane'd like to hear what sort of a man you are, Mr. 4 @ poor, ignorant girl Sheeney scrambled to his feet. Ho had felt the strength of young Brit- on’s fists ance; he was not anxious to repeat the experiment. “Don't talk like that, Mr. Briton,” he said, conetliatingly. “It's for your good as well as mine I’m talk.) ing to you. It isn’t so much me you've got to look to, to hold my tongue—there’s others in it.” “What the devil do you mean?” Sherney hesitated; then-— “There's Bunch, the hunchback, He was mad over Rosalie; he'd have | ears, won‘t it, eh?” leered up at done you in right enough the night | Rorie’s white face. “I with you of the actident but for me. You've| good morning, Mr. Britoti.” me to thank for your life, Mr. Brit-| “stop!’ Rodetick pushed the door on, tho you mayn’t believe it. You|to suddenly; he stood in front of 1: play fair with me, and I'll look after) With the mention of Lillian Fane him right enough.” name, the borror of the scandal “Damn you—get out! Rorie was| which would of necessity follow, if quite capable of managing the|the stoty ever reached her, over hunchback, or any other man, he| whelimed him. told himself, furiously. Rodefick stood for a moment ir- “Get out,” he said again, “unléss|resotute—then he shrugged his you want mo to throw you out.” shoulders and crossed the room for Sherney saw that he meant it. His| his check-book, face lowered, ( his voice was that of a man who had envisioned his fate and accepted it without protest. He was sitting on the foot of Lila’s chaise lounge with his back toward me. “Any mall™ queried Mra. Armies. “Anything in particular you wanted —nothing happened?’ “Nothing? I said. Mrs. Ames smiled apologetically. Then: “Philip isn't very well this morn- ing. I'm afraid my party will not go down as one of the ‘most elabo- rate and enjoyable events of the sea- son.’ " Even tho trying to be light, there was something regretful in Lila Ames’ tone. PEPE P PPP PPP: Catch a Cold! Thin clothing—changeable weather —a chill—and Re thet igh use ¢ the firse sign UDENS. Soothe throw and nose—cleat the dogg- LUDEN'S mentho Right t us figure on ‘our work, “T? run thro of anything attention.” I spent 90 during which brother.intaw ally, and then just a my eyes met for face of Philip Ames, BELLINGHAM HOOD CANA NEAH Bay iccsseeanes ane amen PUGET SOUND NA\