The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 29, 1921, Page 9

t / “PAPER By RUBY M. AYRES 4 all Rights From Preceding Issue) CHAPTER XIV S The cheery smile with which Eu Race Myers had biden old Ferwer Pood bye Boon faded, as he sank tm the corner of thé taxi and ptar Moodily before him tnto the afternoon, was a worrted furrow de! Riis kindly eyes, an agitated te the corners of his firm| He looked like a man who! @ome secret trouble. Bustace works too hard,” what his wife always sald care paaly, when one or two of the many peo} who loved and admired her) remarked on the careworn | which his face so often | strange, a bitterly of his work; !t seemed like | enemy gradually drawing her) from her. She had really Much happier when his prac had been smal) and precartous, | he had been adie to spend a! Gea! of his time with her. She! & lonely woman, and brooding | Der loneliness, ehe had no eyes | which to observe that the doc-! breezy manner and hearty) had lately become leas spon: | and more mechanical she have seen him this au afternoon, as he was whirled from old Fergerson’s house at) to the busier streets of the she would probably have! ft all down to business worries. | worrtes himself to death of croup,” he would sort of impatience, “B80 | Children have got to die) Mra. Smith isn't the ly woman who has lost one.” 3 ‘Was with a feturning bitter of her own baby girl, and) ine Grawer full of dainty, unused garments upstatre. fat ft was not of Mrs. Smith's ehild, or Indeed of any of his} that Dr. Myers was think-| he sat back tn the taxi and thi at fared @t the gray autumn aft-|of the shop behind him bumped into! N00 ‘ him. « Paws ‘ming was away—far back tn the days of, his careless he had met Brenda, he had become a successful % far back fn the strug st @ays, when nothing} to count for much but amuse and Bohemian revelry. had been a gir!—quite a girl, with no fortune but her face, and her warm, loving few years Myers ten her; it seemed mince they had part: . He was presence e cor. were places of an occa- Gress-circle at play tn which u to fall In tl wife. | today Myers had no eye tor and passing crowds that te He felt mis dejected; the ~<a THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 29, 1921, ROSES” Reserved te gray autumn afternoon euited his mood exactly, He glanced at his watch. It was A very handsome watch, and had been presented to him by Roderick Briton's father after a serious at break of typhoid fever tn the village. | Myers had worked night and day for weeks without a thought for him self; but no one had been more amazed than he when old Briton sent him a magnificent half-hunter, | with hid name tnecribed on the back; for Myers had never attended the eccentric owner at Four Winds—« swell Westend man, with half the alphabet after his name, invartably came down from town if anything were the matter, It had always been & great sourc@® of annoyance to Brenda; for that reason alone she bad taken @ violent dislike to the family, and always snubbed young Rorle unmercifully on the few occa- sions when she had been thrown into contact with him. Myers laughed at her good naturedly: tt did not affect him in the least, He wae ewentially a modest man; it was a genuine surprise to him that he had ever got as far as he had, in his climd up the ladder of success. He looked at the time now, It wi only half-past two; his appointmer with the great specialist was not for another hour, With sudden impulse he stopped the cab, paid and die missed the man. A walk would do him good, he de cided. He felt better already, as he walked briskly along the road thru the passing crowds of people, stop. ping now and again to look tn an at traetively dressed shop window Hoe remembered that he had prom ised Brenda some flrs for her birth day; It would bean excellent oppor tunity to look some out, now he was in London, He scanned a window of sables with speculat A muff, dripping and tails, caught his attention stooped to look at it more closely, and as he did so a man coming out Dr. Myers turned his head, and! [ met the eyes of young Briton. Rorte recognized him at the same moment. His bored young brightened: his listless eyes “Dr. Myers, of* all people” selged the elder man's hand hearty grip. “What luck! Just about on my beamends. Lon don eeems the loneliest place on earth today, somehow. What are you Gotng? Can't you come along to the club with me? For heaven's sake, don’t refuse.” Myers was surprised at the young man’s eagerness. He only knew Roderick in @ casual way; and had not exactly Uked what he knew. He moment. He had spent the roaming restiessly round Lon- he left Mr. Fergerson tn morning. He had lunched at his club, lost @ couple of pounds tn 0 minutes a¢ poker afterwards, and | said Myers, tolerantly. to speak vaguely of a long sea voy- age and faraway mountains. He was an impulsive creature. As he stood there staring at the coat his mind made up. He would go abroad, en everyone would be sorry @ way they had treated him. not quite clear In his mind whom the “everyone” included, seemed an excellent on the strength of it he en- fs PEtETE ei i Myers laughed at the hearty in- vitation, “I'm afraid I ean. I've got an appointment at half-past three, and I'm going to dine with Fergerson tonight. I lunched with him.” “Oh.” Rorte’s face fell. “Don't often rum across you in London,” he said, apathetically. “No; my visits are few and far be tween.” Myers thought of the errand that had sent him there today. For a jerk eried Cap'n Penny- {feet together, struggiing for dear he saw the Twins re “T nevei Deuces abe only he’s done so} already that 1 like ig the stable door after the has run off. But he ought to punished and I know of no better p the fish net. It’s the only Ife to get down onto the sand . ‘ ‘No, you don’t, Tub,” Cap'n Pen ywinkle warned him. “You've done your last mischief. Look at poor Spike Starfish that you've been ly- ing on. You've broken him right in two. “That doesn’t make any 4differ- ence,” scoffed Tubby, “he'll grow again. It's like pianting potatoes, r. Policeman, you can cut ‘em up will be two atarfish, and the will Mr, Fisherman say?" - | Pennywinkle, sign. quickly and deftly the Twins the fish net under his edges nnd, as they’ gave @ pull on all four up came Tub with a jerk. go murprised that he stuck and his tail and all four with it?” “Well,” answered Tubby, “he hat: Spiky about as well aa he likes and that’s pretty much, if I do say it, whe shouldn't.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Star SEA DOINGS OF THE DUFFS GEE TOM, HELEN WAS ' PRETTY SoRB AT You FOR GOING TO THAT OFF A HUNDRED BUCKS IS ALL! ONLY PICKED POKER GAME LAST NIGHT) BUT DON'T GO DID You WIN AND TELL HELEN NOW - DOYoU @ moment he wondered tf It would interest Rorie; it trembled on his Ups to tell him, but he checked him- self, Roderick would only be bored: & Ittle girt with an injured back | could not possibly interest him. “I was Just looking at that muff,” he said, laughing, and indicating sable in the corner, “My wife keen on having a new net of furs, | vo as I am up, thought I might have! & look at some. “Ite @ very good shop,’ eald Rorte, absently. “They sell firstclass stuff.” ‘The two men walked om together. | Myers glanced at bis companion now | and then curiously, The boy cer tainty looked unhappy. He won- dered if it were on account of hie! father’s death, and whether report had lied after all when tt said that! old Briton and his eon had hated) one another, Myers remembered Rorte’s little butterfly mother; he) could trace a likeness to her now) im the handsome face of the lad) beside him. He felt an odd sort of) sympathy with him all at once! “Why mot came along and dine) with ue tonight?” he eald, cheer-| fly. “Old Teddy would be delighted —I'U answer for that.” “I don't think eo,” ryly. “We had a very decided fare well this morning. Me thinks I'm & Trotter, only he's too polite to say 90. He's not far wrong, either; but, damn ft all! what chance has « fel low got to be anything else? Nobody cares a hang about me except for my money. The invitation cards stopped dead after that first will was made pubife, I can tell you “Pooh! That's the world all over,” “It's a rum show. But, like the curate’s egg, ‘parts of it are excellent.’ You want a nice wife, my boy; it would be the making of you.” He looked up at Roderick half jok- ingly, half in earnest, and wae eur.’ prised at the sudden pallor of his) face, and the strained bitterness of his voice when he answered. “If ever @ woman decides to mar. ry me, {tll be for my money—not for my attractive self, Dr. Myers. T've a cash value only.” And yet, even a he spoke, Rorte knew that the words were not true. There had been one woman who hat asked nothing of him but his love: who, when she realized he could) never give her that, had counted all hie riches as nothing. He gave a quick sigh, and thought of Lillian Fane, of the beauty of her hair and eyes; and-he laughed harshly, stand-| ing suddenly still on the path. “Well, I won't keep you, doctor. | Giad to have reen you. Look me up some day when you're in town.” “You're not coming back to live at Four Winds? Rorie shook his head, shrugging his shoulders. “Alone? In that) barn?” . Dr, Myers langhed. “Ah, you see I was right! Get mar rled, my boy; {t won't be a barn then; it'@ be a paradise—with the right woman.” They shook hands, and Myers went on his way. Young Briton turned Gis¢onsolately back the way’! he had come: he thought of the splendor of Four Winds, with its oak-paneled dining room and wide fireplaces. “It would be @ paradise—with the right woman!" The words seemed mudfenty to ex- press the sentiment of his own heart. Dr. Myers was right; old Fergerson was right. He wanted someone to love him, and be proud of him, and give him an interest tn life. He tried to think of Lillian Fane, but-as soon as he pictured the beau- ty of her face it seemed to fade and) change, and Rosalie’s shy, trustful eyes looked at him insteade He found himself again outside the furrier’s, staring absently at the sable muff which Dr. Myers had ad. mired, Lucky evil, to have a woman at home on whom to apend his money! —& woman who, no doubt, thought him the best man in the world, Rorle hardly knew Brenda, and aid not like what little he knew; but at that moment she seemed somehow jnot any particular woman at all, blit Just one who stood for all thone oth: |ers who loved their husbanda and sweethearts, and for that one also who migh | ROwalte {4 young Briton as he sauntered CHAPTER XV Eustace Myers came away with a |beaming face from his interview with the great mpectalist. Things had gone even better than |he had hoped; he had succeeded tn interesting the great man and had extracted a promise from him come down to Bedmund, \ vata Rorta, | | 7 TLE STAR Tom Didn't O# , TOM, | BOUGHT ANEW HAT Topay! STAY AWMILE VET, M\SSUS BANDY, DON'T “ou Know, SIR, THAT TOBACCO I$ A RANK POLSON F — NERVES, AT IT DEADENS WHE ANO “THAT TH@—-- You oucur To TAKS UP THE HABIT, THEN H— XOuR NERVS] al _ * * * Story | OOK; o4 a a Page 481 BEFORE THE WHITE MAN CAME “Granémother,” Peggy said, “@o you know that Indian who told Davie and me the beautiful legend "bout the star husbands?” “Yes, dear,” grandmother re- piled, “and he knows a great deal about his people, the things they really 4i4, not only the legends about thém, “I read only the other day, a paper he had written about how the canoe Indians got their horses. “You know the Puget Sound Indians had no horses in the be sinning. They were a peaceful, quiet lot and did their traveling in canoes or on foot over the rough tralls of the forests, “Those were the ‘Canes In- dians.* “But from the Muckleshoot south to the Columbia river and east of the Cascades the Indians were different, “Now, all the Kilckitats were noted hunters and fine horse men, “In his article Mr. Cicade says: “Every spring or fall, gener ally tn the fall, some chief would call together a gathering of the Indians for competition in games and feats of skill and atrength— throwing the discus, the spear, shooting with bows and srrows, shinny, wrestling and boxing and foot races.’ “Now, the Muckleshoots and the Kiickitats came often across the mountains te the Whulse country to trade and for those games. Bo the tribes came to know each other and the young men and maidens tntermarried, and when they won in the games ft sometimes happened that the Canoe Indians won a fast horse as @ prize, so that after a time there were good horses and fast horses in the Whulge country as well as on the plains, and as the Indians were much like children, they began te have contests with their horses, “A Canoe Indian would say to a Klickitat: “My horse ts swift, ewifter than a deer in his running. There {se no other horse so swift in all the land’ “And the Klickitat would re ply: “We shall see. At time of pow. wow we shall see,’” (To Be Continued) ‘ pr ON He had delicately intimated that the greatest difficulty, no doubt, would be the fee; but the great man, who prided himself on his philan- thropy (provided some mention of It got into the papers), had declared It unimportant tn the circumstances; therefore Dr. Myers emiled, well pleased, aw he walked away thru the gathering dusk. He decided to/buy that sable mutt for Brenda and take it home with tolpim, but the shop was closed when me Bot there, and be hud bo tua away disappointedly. He wondered what had become of young Briton; he somehow, sorry for the “boy,” as he called Rorte, without ¢xactly knowing why, He resolved to apeak to old Ferger- son about him. But there was so much to talk about during the cosy little dinner served to the two men that Roderick was quite forgotten till just as Myers was leaving, when the sight of a let- ter addressed to him on helt re- minded the doctor of thelr chance Act Natural | PAID FIFTY DOLLARS 1/ FOR IT! THOUGH TO LIKE To STAY = AND (T'S So NICE You To Like Para roe mall CHAPTER XLVIII—“MARRY TOM,” PHILIP URGES ME Wonderingn, I followed Philip Ames downstairs. He led the way to @ far corner of the library and there sat on a divan. His battered face in the half light was ghost-like and grewsome. “I'm ready to own up,” he began. “Tom did this, I think I came out the worse of the two—he isn't #0 badly mussed up. But it was over everything in general and you in particular. It started with Grace and his defense of her at the dinner and went on until you were dragged jin and then we started pounding \each other and achieved that front- page publicity this morning.” “You fought—over me?” I inter. rupted. “Yes, Miss Sorensen,” seriousty; “the details of it make little differ- ence. “What I want to say, and what I |Tom Bradford, {f you can! I know you could have once, Men of his |kind turn to steel suddenly, but I think Tom {s not at that stage yet, jand for your own happiness—marry |him while you can! “And don’t, don’t follow Lila Ames* example! Ames cause niore trouble than any- one knows of. I'm not talking from my own side, because I haven't any Creatures such as Lila) To You ? TOM, DID You HEAR WHAT 1 WAS SAYING | ape you DISAPPO! SURE } DIO - BECAUSE | DIDN'T BAWL YOU OUT, ABouT IT? PEASE, PLEASE DON'T 6O= Mom SAID SUE WUZ GONNA WHIP AE AS Soon AS Nou WENT Moms ! JUSTAS JAY DIBBLE SETTLED Down FOR HIS AFTERNOON NAP Somé JOKER PUT A RED HOT PENNY ON HIS KNEE WHEN A WOMAN TELLS— By RUTH AGNES ABELING (Copyright 1921 by Seattic Star) side; I gave up any rights I might have had long ago. But I have finally come to aee it from Lila’ angle and from John's, “T've been more or less of a rotter since—" He didn’t finish the sen- tence. There was nothing fog me to say —I waited in silence, “But there isn’t any use of going back," Philip began finally. “I guess it has been my fault for the most © \\ 3 C aur SN xt can get him, while he wants you and © while—you want him. “Oh, you haven't fooled mem he went on, as I tried to interrupt, “ET have known for a long time that do care about him, and I've been doing my best to part you. a got a hunch that it ts ‘op that sort of thing now, ve me for being personal, part, but I just wanted to say the | good. one thing to you—marry him ‘and then don't frivol your treasures away as Lila and I have. “For people who live as we have for the past few years there is noth- ing, no past, nothing to look back to; no future, nothing to look for- ward to, “I guess there were things I could jhave lived for—could have pinned think ts very important, is—marry | my future to, but I didn’t see the gold along my own dooryard path— and now I'm afraid it’s too late.” “Too late?’ I questioned, “Yes, it ts with men, as it ts with women—if they fritter away their best. Every man who starts it be- Neves that with his brain and cun- ning he can buck the tiger and get away with it. “Tom isn't that sort. That's why you ought to take him while you mecting that afternoon. “By the way,” he sald, pausing with one arm thrust into his great | coat, “I met young Briton this after- noon, What's the matter with the boy, Teddy?” “Matter?” “Yea, he seemed very down on his luck. Almost fell on my neck when he saw me; begged me to spend the afternoon with him, I don't like the way he talks, elther—too cynical for a youngster, Is there a love affair or anything?” Old Fergerson hesttated. “He was very fond of a Miss Fane, TI beltfeve,” He said at last, reluctant- ly, “She threw him over When it was thought that he would be a beg: gar, and got engaged to Bartlett Querne, the millionaire.” something about {t. So she threw Roderick over, did she?" “Yex—fortunately for him.” Myers laughed. “You evidently don’t think much of the lady?” he sald lightly. “No; have ruined Roderick. He want woman who'll look upon » “Oh, of course, Brenda told me) his money as @ secondary considera- th to himself, which she would never have done. I'm old-fashioned enough to believe in marrying for love—or not at all.” “Humph! Well, I felt sorry for the boy. I suggested he should come along here, but he refused—said that he was sure you considered him a rotter. Do you?” “Certainly not; but he’s drifting— he wants pulling up; the question Is, who's to do it?" “He's young yet.” “Not too young to realize that he's a man, with a man's responsibill- fi ties.” Myers shrugged his shoulders. “Let him aow his wild » Teddy. We all have to go thru ft; and, in the long run, & man’s none the worse for it.” Fergerson made no answer; he knew what the cultivation of wild oats was a subject on which he and Myers had never been able to agree, He put on his coat absently, “T'l come to the station with you,’ he said, ——— (Continued in Next Issue) Caused by Woman's Ills and, Gi Pa. E88 iH