The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 7, 1921, Page 13

TTLE STAR DOINGS OF THE DUFFS TOM, \ HAD THIS NEW HAT SENT OUT ON Getting an Opinion AIN STREET The Story of Carol Kennicott WELL;TOM, 1 HAD TWO SENT OUT- WI THAT Ter. ME HOW Nort ole. YOU ARE SURE You LIKE THIS ONE THE } supe, Fire | WANT To THANK‘YOU WELL, SEND FOR ‘YOUR ABLE OPINION~ BY SINCLAIR LEWIS Copyright, 1920, Harvourt, Brace & Hewa Ina (Continued From Saturday) CHAPTER XV 1 ‘That December she was tm love ith her husband She romanticized herself not as a 4 reformer but as the wife of a try physician, The reaities of doctor's, household were colored her pride Late at night, a step on the wood Porch, heard thru her confusion Sleep; the storm-door opened; bling over the inner doorpanels burs of the electric bell, Kenni. muttering “Gol darn it,” but ly creeping out of bed, re} bering to draw the covers up to f warm, feeling for slippers bathrobe, clumping downstairs below, halfheard in her . & colloquy in the pidgin- of the farmers who have ten the Old Country language thout learning the new: “Hello, Barney, wass willst du “Morgen, doctor. i sick. All night she been hay an awful pain in de belly.* “How long she been this way? lang, eh?” “I dunno, maybe two days.” “Why didn’t you come for me yee , instead of waking be up out @f @ sound sleep? Here it is two lock! So gpat-—warum, eh? “Nun aber, I know it, but she got ch a lot vorse last evening. I tht maybe all de time it go » but it got a lot vorse.” “Any fever?" "Vell, ja, I t'ink she got fever.” “Which side is the pain on?” | “Huh? “Das Schmerts—die , is it on? Here? as Right here ft ta* ‘Any rigidity there? uh?" rigid—etiff—I mean, does ty feel hard to the fingers?” *7T dunno. She ain't said yet.” “What she been eating” “Vell, I t'ink about vot ve alwis Maybe corn beef and cabbage sausage, und so weiter. Doc, weint tmmer, ail the time she i ike bell. I vish you come.” “Well, all right, but you call me » Rext time. Look here, Bar- » you better install a "phone— | Pelepho haben. Some of you Dutchmen will be dying one of these f Says before you can fetch the doc- door closing. Barney's wag- the wheels silent in the snow, the wagon body rattling. Ken- it clicking the receiverhook the night telephone-operator, @ number, waiting, cursing & a Web—which eo & unprotesting: she, before she fell asleep again, Die Frau ist ja) Seecccccccccoos slipping up between the dark banked coals, It wan luxurious tn bed, and the house would be warm for her when she rose, she reflected. What a | worthless cat she was! What were her aspirations beside his capability? She awoke again as he dropped Into bed. “Seema just a few minutes ago that you started out” “I've been away four hours I've | Operated a woman for appendicitis, im @ Dutch kitchen. Came awful close to losing her, too, but I pulled jher thru all right. Close squeak, Barney'says he shot ten rebbits last Sunday,” He was instantly asleep—one hour of rest before he had to be up and ready for the farmers who came tn jearly. She marveled that in what as to her but a night-blurred mo | ment, he should have been in a dis tant place, have taken charge of a | strange house, have lashed a wom: } an, saved ao life, What wonder he detested the lazy the easy this skill and endurance? Then Kennicott was grumbling, “Seven-fifteen! Aren't you ever go- | ing to get up for breakfast?” and he | was not a hero-scientist but’ a rather irritable and commonplace man who needed a shave. They had coffee, griddie-cakes, and sausages, and | talked about Mra, McGenum's atro- cious alligator-hide belt. = Night witchery and morning disillusion were alike forgotten in the march Of realities and days 1m Familiar to the doctor's wife was the man with an injured leg, driven in from the country on a Sunday afternoon and brought to the house. He sat in a rocker In the back of a lumber wagon, his face pale from the | anguish of the jolting. His leg was thrust out before him, resting on a starch-box and covered with a leath- erbound horse-Dianket. Hiy drab courageous wife 4 the wagon, and she helped Kennicott support !him as he hobbled up the steps, into the house “Fellow cut bis leg with an az— pretty bad gash—-Halvor Nelson, nine miles out,” Kennicott observed. Carol Muttered at the back of the Toom, childishly excited when she Was sent to fetch towels and a basin of water, Kennicott lifted the farm- j layers of jackets. The flowery silk | handkerchiet which «he had worn ecar, chant. be bet. The farmer nodded a cue to his wife and she mourned: | Westlake and Mc@anum! How could | Guy, Pollock understand | APPROVAL TODAY TO SEE HOW You WOULD LIKE IT - tl \CAN’T SPE “THAT LID ON You AT ALL- DON'T THINK IT'S AT 'T BACK = ONE - ALL BECOMING fs stetrital case taken longer than had expected? Had he been called fomewhere tise? Was the snow much heavier out tn the country, 0 that he should have taken a bug KY. OF even @ cutter, instead of the car? Here in town it bad melted a lot, Dut stil A honking, a shout, the motor en- gine raced before it was shut off. She hurried to the window, The car was & mougter at rest after furl ous = adventu The headlights diazed on the clets of ioe in the road #0 that the tiniest lumps gave moun- | tainous shadows, and the taillight least a circle of ruby on the snow behind. Kennicott was opening the 408r, crying, “Here we are, old girl! Got stuck couple times, but we made it, by golly, made It, and here we be! Come on! Food! Fatin's!" She rushed to him, patted his for cout, the long hairs smooth but chil ly to her fingers. She joyously sum moned Rea, “All right! He's here! We'll ait right down!” garding to dat I wont to tank you. the Doctor hetr eny wat shot bee rong wit mee and day give me som Madstn but ft diten halp mee Ike wat you dit. Now day glaim dat I Woten Neet aney Madsin ad all wat ting for about one 4% Mont but I him for bis sturdiness, and “Vell, how much ve going to owe | dont get better so I like to helr Wat the drama of his riding by night frightened household on the farm; pictured children stand. you, doctor?” “I guess itll be— Let's eee: one | drive out and two calls. I guees it'll you tink about It I feel like dis Dis confebil feeling around the Stomac after eating and dat Pain around at @ window, waiting for him. | be about eleven dollars in all, Lena.” | Heard and down the arm and about suddenly had in her eyes the hheroiam of a wireless operator on a ‘ship in a collision; of an explorer, clawed, deserted by his bear- but going wn—jungle—going— At six, when the light filtered In Bs thro’ ground glass and bieakiy ified the chairs as gray reo | ta: he heard his step on the + heard him at the furnace: the pattie of whnking the grate, the stow moval of ashes, the shor thfust into the coal-bin, the ab- of the coal as it flew » the firebox, the fussy regula-| Sherwin could not come to tea. -She| you and me can never understand of drafts—the daily sounds of | wandered thru the’ house, empty as| people Nke him? Gopher Prairie life, now first ap-|the bleary street without. The prob- | hypercritical ling to her as something brave |lem of “Will the doctor be home in| while he quietly goes and does ™many-colored and |time for supper, or shall I sit down | thirigs.” | : She visioned the firebox: flames turned to lemon and metallic as the coaldust sifted over|canonical supperhour, but at half. | acid. 7 twisty flutters of purple, past six he had not come, Much | slipped away. t | which gave no light, “I dunno ve can pay you yoost a little w' doctor.” t lumbered over to her, Suppose you or Besa could shake up a cup of coffee and some cold lamb for ,the Nelsons? They got @ long cold drive ahead.” Ir He had been gone eince morning: her eyes ached with reading; Vida without hia?” was important in the household. Six was the rigid, the speculation with Bea: Had the ob- ADVENTURES OF cbs Rabets No wonder he was mad! ‘The Twins went to the houses of ail. the missing fish-wives to see it any of them had returned, but nary @ one%had showed up—and here it yas, long after six. _ Mr. Fifteen-Spine Stickleback twho Was always considered aristocratic Rot only because he was handsome @nd had 15 sharp spines on his back, Which stood up proudly, but becauss he had such a@ long high-sounding Mame) was so indignant he turned a brigiit green. There he was, #0 about the eres ‘n’ every. fd Mrs. Stickleback not car-| _.+ lead dime about anything. An 4 Stickleback confided to the ins, he had built the nest to begin ‘With—and a beauty it was, all made Wp of glistening coralline sea-weed @nd shaped like a large pear—and he had to stay home and watch 1. to see that no greedy neighbor along and ate up the eggs ((vhich would soon be ehfidren) for his supper. He knew his fish neigh- bors so well that, unlike his wife, he jknew the danger ‘of leaving the |famlly for even the half of an in- |stant. And if he dido’t leave, how lcould he get food? And if Mra. Stickleback didn’t come soon, how could he leave? No wonder he was mad! * | “You see,” he went on talkatively, | ‘Busy neighbor, will come along looking as innocent as a spring lamb, with his |enout all tucked in as nice as pie, and when I'm not looking, he will shoot his mouth cut like a telescope, and dig down into the nest and gob ble up our egg children like a flash, Why, he can even reach into the ‘hole tm the rock where you couldn't | put your finger, and get Mrs, But- jter-Fish's egan.” — , (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Star) Boar-Vish, my next door! 2 to 3 % Hour after Eating I feel weeak like and dissy and a dull Hadig. Now you gust lett mee know Wat you tink about mee, I do Wat a She encountered Guy Pollock at the drug store. He looked at her as tho he had a right to; he spoke softly. “I haven't see you, the last “No. try with WII several times. He's sa—~ Do you know that people like We're a pair of Yoafers, you and 1 She nodded and emfled and was) very busy about purchasing boric) He stared after her, snk. When she found that he was gone; she was slightly disconcerted. vI She could—at times—agree with Kennicott that the shaving-and-cor. gets familiarity of married life was not @reary vulgarity but a whole some frankness; that artificial ret! cences might merely be irritating She was not much disturbed when | for hours he sat about the living room in his hon@t socks. But she would not listen to his theory that “all this romance stuff is simply moonshine —elegant when you're | courting, but no use busting yourself | keeping !t up all your life.” She thought of surprises, gamen, to vary theSdays, Sim knitted an astounding purple scarf, which she hid under his supper plate. (When he discovered it he looked embar. rassed, and gasped, “Is today an| anniversary or something? Gosh, 1’ forgotten it" Once she filled = thermos bottle with hot coffee, a cornflakes box with cookies just baked by Bea, and bustled to his office at three In the afternoon, She hid her bundles in the hall and peeped in. The office was shabby. Kenni. eott had inherited it from a medical predecessor, and changed it only by adding a white enameled operating |table, a sterilizer, a Roentgen-ray apparatus, and a @mall portable typewriter, It was a suite of two rooms: a walting-room with straight chairs, shaky pine table, and those coverless. and unknown / magazines which are found only fn the offices lof dentists and doctors. The room beyond, looking on Main Street, was business-office, consulting-room, op erating-room, and, In an alcove, bac- teriological and chemical laboratory. ‘The wooden floors of both rooms were bare; the furniture was brown and sealy, Waiting for the doctor were two women, as still as tho they were paralyzed, and a man fn a railroad brakeman'’s uniform, holding his bandaged right hand with his tanned left. They stared at Carol, She aat modestly in a stiff chair, feeling frivolous and out of place. Kennicott appeared at the inner doer, us ping @Vsa bleached man | F Ny i! J “pull He FECL DID HS (GHT ON COUR ANKLES ANNO sak Iv t * * You LIKE THIS 13. A GOOD LooKING HAT ~ IT LooKs FINE ON ‘You- < 1 CAN TELL WHEN A HAT LOOKS Goop in A SECOND! BY CONDO il pqusnesettns af st cu i li i aval + ©. leland—_ 4% Page 514 PULLEN AND WULLEN ‘The feel of autumn was in the afr—blue sky overhead, blue water in the bay; leaves laughing in the trees over the gaudy dresses mother nature had put on them for the October party; leaves! crackling and swishing excitedly about the feet of the children as they ran; just autumn, “Davie,” Pegsy cried, “don't you fust love It to be like this?” Motherdear does, She says she most loves fall better than spring ‘cause it's so guy.” “Yeo--4," David hesitated, “only school is ending in the spring and it's beginning in the fall.” Peggy was skippity-hopping along backwards thru the leaves as she talked and the first thing she knew she skippity-hopped straight off the sidewalk and sat down-plump! right In the soft earth of a flower bed on the park ing strip. Peggy was too surprised to say anything, so she just sat looking up at the beautiful roses all around her and wondered where she wos. And while she was wondertnr, a dear little old lady with blue, blue eyes and a head covered with soft white curls bent over her and ald: “Well, here’s a new sort of rose tn my garden.” And Pegsy dimpled and picked herself up without so much as muying, “I beg your pardon,” for sitting in the little lady’s garden. But David explained, “We tek came over to West Seattle to see & pioneer, but she wasn't at home, so our mother ts making a call on another friend and we were just running up an@ down while we waited.” ‘The little lady nodded her white curls, “And why 4d you want to come to West Seattle to see a pioneer?” she asked. “Pioneers are old folks like me.” “Maybe you are one,” Pessy burst out. \ “And maybe I am,” the little lady said, and went on clipping her roses with her eyes twinkling and a little quirk of a smile on her lips, “When I was little Ike you,” she said to Peggy, “we left our home in Indiana and started across the plains to the wonderful new country we heard so much about which people called Ore gon.” “What year?” David asked In a business-1 voice, 1849," she said, “Then this was all Oregon when you came, wasn’t it?” he hurried to let her know how much pioneer history he remembered, “Yos,” she repeated, “all Ore gon. My father started out with plenty of provisions for the trip and we should, I think, have come thru fairly comfortably if Pullen and Wullen had not acted so stub- bornly.” (To Be Continued) week with a trickle of wan beard, and consoling him, “All right, Dad. Be careful about the sugar, and mind the diet I gave you, Get the pre scription filled, and come In and see me next week. Say, uh, better, uh, better not drink too much beer, All right, Dad.” His voice was artifictaly hearty.) He looked absently at Carol. He was a medical machine now, not a domestic machine, “What Is it, Car- ol?” he droned. “No hurry. Just wanted to say hello.” + “wen” Solf-pity because he did not divine that this was @ surprise party ren- dered her sad and tnte: Ing to her: self, and she had the pleasure of the martyrs im saying gravely to him, “It's nothing special. If you're busy long I'll trot home.” While sne waited she ceased to pity and began to mock herself. For the first time she observed the walt. ing-room. Oh yes, the doctor's fam- fly had to have ob! panels and a a wide couch and an electric perco- lator, but any hole was good enough for sick, tired, common people who wore nothing but the one means and excuse for the doctor's existing! No. She couldn't blame Kennicott. He was satisfied with the shabby chairs. Ho put up with them as his patients BETTER OF THE. TWO? SO I'LL KNOW LJ WHICH ONE ‘TO KEEP - THE OTHER ONE BACK - THIS IS THE HAT TO KEER. (T'S GOT fT ALL OVER THAT OTMER one! HAT BOTH 1 PUT IT ON THE OLD HOME TOWN | SHOWED You THE SAME TIMES, ONLY FIRST WITH THE Bow IN FRONT AND THE SECOND TIME | JUST TURNED Zag VT ABOUND - UNCLE BOB GREGORY WHS PEEVED WRENN NE LEARNED THAT HANK BURROWS WAD TAKEN WS HOME BREWED CORN WHISKY TO USE AS A RUB DOWN. BEGIN HERE TODAY who attained stardom In the movies when characters in “experiences actore and actresses, GO ON WITH THE sTORY Another studio rule was made just for me. It was stipulated, verbally, when I signed my first con- | tract with McMasters, that embraces and kisses should be omitted when- ever reasonably possible, and faked when they couldn't be omitted. Faked they can be, quite success- |fully, when a hero and a heroine |hate each other. For instance, ft is |Arnold Enderby positively loathe leach other. They were divorced re- cently, but McMasters held Enderby and his ex-wife to their contract to act together until 1932, Now their cheeks never touch | when they are happily united as lovers in a screen-play, Nobody except Cissy Sheldon ever did. It was her neglected province —she who had been going about |talking of rebuilding the whole town! When the patients were gone she brought im her bundles. “What's those? wondered Kennt- cott. “Turn your backi Look out of the | window!” | He obeyed—not very much bored. | When she cried “Now!” a feast of cookies and small hard candies and hot coffee was spread on the roll- top desk fn the inner room. His broad face lightened. “That's & new one on me! Never was more surprised in my life! And, by golly, T believe I am hungry. Say, this is fine.” ‘When the first exhfaration of the surprise had declined she demanded, “will! I'm going to refurnish your waiting room! “What's the matter with {t? It's all right.” “It is not! It's hideous. We can afford to give your patient's a bet- ter place, And it would be good business.” She felt tremendously politic. “Ratst I dont worry about the business, You look here now: As I told you Just because I like to tuck a few dollars away, I'll be switched if I'll stand for your think: jwell known that Affne Gilliard and) (Copyright, 1921, Seattle Star) objected. Sheldon insisted that the In “Bonded Love” that I let him . | Play his role as he wanted to with- out consulting Motherdear. ‘What happened next was so as- tonishing that I forgot my part and boxed his ears! The cameras were stopped, and Cissy—not I—was call- ed by the director. But I was called by Motherdear. She needn't have bothered; I had had my lesson. However, there wasn’t any busi- ness sense fn remaining angry with | Classy. When the lights went blooey that afternoon Cissy took my arm and Propelled me to a seat outside the chalk line. For a few moments after we were seated. Cissy didn’t have a word to say to me. 1 thought he intended to apologize for his share in creating the little excitement of the morn- | ing. Ginette, the company’s “perfect lady,” paused before us, struck a Carmen pose, and regarded us, regis- tering cynicism. ing I"m nothing but a dofarchas- ing—" “Stop ftt Quick! I"m not hurting your feelings! I'm not criticizing! I'm the adoring least one of thy harum, I just mean—* Two days later, with. pictures, wicker chairs, @ rug, she had made eee veecueegeeae ROLITEIETE Reese ED ' Confessions of a Movie Star . CHAPTER IV—I BOX CISSY SHELDON’S EARS Sheldon rose courteously, but there The story 4s tod by May Scott, s str!/rule hampered him. He stormed so| wasn’t much in his manner to en- courage Ginette to join us. She con- veyed a fine scorn of our isolation by @ shrug of her pretty shoulder and descended the stairs to her dressing room, Cissy turned to me with the de Afberatgness which is one of: his charms on the scrsen and he smiled the wistful smile which goes straight to the heart of sentimental girls, and then he made the oddest remark: “When I was in college I studied French history.” “It—it must have been awfully ro mantic!” - “You've heard of Madame camier?* “Everybody has.” “Well, you ought to coax our sce nario writers to build a play for you based on her!" “You mean {t ‘would be great te have the youngest star in the com pany play a beauty at 107" ’ “No! 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