The Seattle Star Newspaper, December 19, 1921, Page 11

enter ener teeter eementenman ime crindinatenasieenete: ONDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1921. Cynthia Grey: wy. ri 4 in Street” Contest Closes—Task of Selecting Onc | Letter From Seven Hundred Enormous BY CYNTHIA GREY Never was the process of elimination so difficult—the task jecting one letter from 700. With the assistance of two the letter of Mrs. A, J. Moir, IMlahee-on>the-Sound, | has been chosen as the pr inning contribution in discussion on “Main Street.’ “The letters were all splendid, A number of correspondents to criticise or write about some particular character in rather than to express an opiniog as a whole. That, , eliminated them from the finals, but I know every ‘of the readers enjoyed reading their contributions. ~ Twant to thank you all for your assistance and interest, and [ hope you will write again. } ing is Mrs. Moir’s letter: Miss Gre “Main Street” is quite true to life. We have lived in small towns are more or less familiar with “narrow side” of life, more in evidence in the small town in the city. Mr. Lewis has,told us freely of the nar- sordid side of Gopher Prairie as seen thru the eyes of | gar heroine, Carol Kennicott. She is visionary and filled | h an ambition to accomplish a great work (many of us! the same ambition), to uplift the people and make Prairie a thing of beauty. But alas! she lacks an/ standing heart,” the understanding of human nature, comes only with years of experience; therefore her in-! ty to see the better side of Gopher Prairie life caused | # much unhappiness and discontent. Thus she could not wipevanting to flee from the petty village gossips. She) return later, weary of the “city Main Street,” to find real Jove and friends in Gopher Prairie. } I caumot help but feel that in the years to come Carol) ‘Kennicott will see Main Street thru thé glad eyes of a wise! | oS sf Bogart and her type are more to be pitied than aiall for they have not yet learned to observe the scriptural “Judge net.” only f | iL 4 Si J i in t” is not a “thriller,” but simple and. right tol’ if point, and when carefully read you may become so well r i I eee lee for ich Dish Miss Grey: Would you please recipe for sweet and sour| Pe “A PLAIN COUNTRY WOMAN.” * * Thanking you very much, A READER D you, MRS. G. A.W. [the larger the better. in with your meat one til, when you drop @ little into cold | thin stream over the corn. One per cup of vinegar. t im water, and sugar to with the candy. The leas candy used | i r line Detter, | Tongue may be cooked the same | 2nd buttered. only putting in with the tongue | the hands. you put i om to boi, onc-hal! | Op of reisina. | Asks for Bish ts alse cory mice cooked the) Poem 7 Dear Miss Grey: p Corn Work into bells with Tf you or any of Morning.” by Paul Laurence Dunbar. Will you please publish it as soon as Dow’ you know de day's erbroad? Ef you don’ git wp, you scamp, Dey'll be trouble in dis camp. t Tink I gwine to let you sleep | Wile I meks yo’ boa'd an’ keep? \e | Dats a putty howey-do— | Don’ you heah me, ‘Lias—you? Use For Over 30 Years oS Milita 's Two-Pant Suits $35 SHOES, FURNISHINGS Bet ef I come crost dis flo” | You son’ fin’ no Nme to ane’, Daylight ali a-shinin’ in Wile you steep—w'y it's @ int Ain't de candle-light ene [To bu’n widowt a enuff, Just Honest Milk Scientifically pasteurized by the most modern methods in a most modern plant Your Grocer Will Serve You AYFLOWER DAIRY ELLIOTT 6210 HOLIDAY | Excursion Fares | | VIA S| | Chicago, Mibwaukee & St. Paul Railway | d One and One-Half Fares for Round Trip y Sale Dates: December 22-23-24 Return Limit: January 4, 1922 | : Reservation, tickets, complete | | information on application to ¥ J. ¥. BAHL City Ticket Agent Il is a good type of small town doctor, He was gen-| 5 loved Carol in his way, but did pot fully under-| pu'nin'%\p de daylignt too? Neo use tu'nin’ to'ds de wall : * - A 1 kim hyeoh dat mattress squeak ; ted with the various characters that you just feel like| pon’ you hyeak»me wien I speak? | k to the “old home town” to see how the folks are/ + Ayeah clock done steke off sie—| I | Calin, bring me dem ah sticks! Oh, you down, muh; huh! you down Look hyeah, don’ you dath to frown. | ive me a recipe for popcorn balls? | sra’cn yo'se’f an’ wash yo" face, | Don’ you aplattah ail de place; 1 got somep'n elne p the corn and take owt all the | ‘Sides jes’ cleanin’ aftah you the Jewgsh people cook it?) Mard kernels, then put in a large pan, | Tek dat comb an’ fix yo’ haid— | For 70 dalis,| Looks jes laik @ feddah batt ltake two cupfuls of suger and two | Look hyeah, boy, | let you ace ith |Cupfuls of molasses and boil them| You sha'n't roli yo’ eyes at me. | except for the addition of a ‘ater, it te brittle; then pour in a/Come hyeah; bring me dat ah strap! | | Boy, 'U whup you twell you drap; | “When ready to serve edd to the| #0” should pour and the other «tir up | You done felt yo'se's too strong, | . sie ginger snaps which have | the corm constantly to get it all mired | Am’ you sholy got me wrong Set down « The corn must be salted Jew you w Peak mo'ntin’ on dis place, Seems lak | mus’ lose my grace. Wait ontwell de Measin's said; “Laud, have musty on owah sowle—" (Dow you daih to tech dem rotle—) the readers know the poem “In the |~ (You set still—t BEB yo" feet; You jew try dat trick agin!) Miss Grey: Would you pleave | posible as I would like to memorize | «, a. Thanking you —Paul Laurence Dunbdar. CASTORIA rep Ruoee. oe Y / IN THE MORNING Address of i For Infants and Children = ‘IAas! “Iias! Bess de Lawd! Publishers kind as to tell me thru your columns English magazine entitied the “( | London. lyou for the kindness. jof an EB but the zine, Book,” is 83 Henrietta st., Gardens, London, England. This may! be the magazine you want i OF ks Rebets 8 tae eee EE OUR BOARDING HOUSE Gj Ki ! IF MRS. HOOPLE | bh = ware PP STOCKING TM Gon ee |, EXMBrING THAT | TLL GET 71 HANG UP FOR SANTA) JAG pe tp nck |\ Pome cnpte ff | MY WANDS on /7/ CLAUS = IT BELONGS SAIN GaUNe FABRIC SHE'LL } Sar Lapty/ (7 MY AUNTY AND IT || Ve a Boot ‘(o> SDE! | CAN NEARLY HOLD A TABLE ! vere | ui you yo de mo'nin’ th’oo Lias, don’ you hyeah me cali? | } | | | ' to do 4 table thath pah ef you daih! Bless de food we gwine to cot—" ‘Gin ws peace an’ joy. Amen!™ Dear Miss Grey: Would you be so he address of the publishers of the ‘oun ry Gentleman”? It is somewhere in | I will be greatly indebted “A LIMEY.” 1 was not able to find the address azine of that name, of the English maga- | Patate | ‘owent | ‘ountry Gentleman's ADVEN He found himself drawn up sistible force. ; Nancy and Nick told Whizzy Tor-| nado in his cave at the End of the Barth all their troubles—how the sor. corer had twisted the pase that le? to Brownleland so that were taken hundreds of miles out of thelr out it fi od Whiszy. “Per. 1 I have been! course a haps I can bh #o ashamed of played hob with all the creatures last spring, that I've been anxious} for a ghance to make up for it “This seems to be my opportunity. | I tell you what I'll do, As J am not) m. ever since I | allowed on top of the earth at this | time, “ time of year myself, I shall speak | |@ my first cousin, North Wind, and|the chimney-«weep, lto my second cousin, West Wind,| where the most poor children live Jand see what we can do for you.”| so he can get the chimneys cleaned Whizzy whistled up his chimney, and instantly there was a loud an “wering whistle from above. North Wind's gruff voice called down, “what ean I do for you, cousin?” (Copyright, 192 CHAPTER XL—CISSY Dick and Cissy were not par ticularly good friends after that, “pm afraid Cissy haen’t the quall tles which make a star,” Motherdear said one day. “He seizes any little excuse for slumping. They say that Dick’s success has quite upset Cissy. Phe he's taken to gambling PECK OF POTATOES = I Jes’ TRIED trour! = aia Ae RL el a EP ee Confessions of a Movie Star THE SEATTLE A. is) A FUR COAT COSTS BEFORE | TELLHELEN SHE CAN the great chimney by an'irre- “Please blow the toy-maker up to Santa Claus’ house at the North Pole without delay. Santa needs his} help badly and he's been delayed Before the toy-maker could mak a sound, he found himself drawn up the great chimney by an irresistible | aby,” came his voice feebly. ” but the rest was drowned great roaging. He was net And now,” went on Whizzy, “just wait until I whistle up the chimney again,” which he did. An answer came aa before, but West Wind's voice called down this at do you want, Whizzy?" “I want you to blow our friend, to the place out for Santa.” A ro sweep was nd a rush! The chimney- yne, too! Be Continued , by Seattle Star) (Copyright, 1, Beattie Sta¢) FLARES UP AT ME want to marry Cissy, but I did want |to remain an influence for good in |his life. I had prided myself upon reforming the boy—and I was fail ing. But I win not sure that jealousy of Dick's acting had made Cissy slump, Could it be jealousy of Dick's courage? Se RRR RE ST STAR BY AHERN |} ar Or Page Summer came to the sawdust town, the little school was cloned, flowers bloomed, under the great fir trees, and the sun shone on the blue waters of the bay The waters of the bay had not been pushed back by the hands of men in 1860. The tides came! far in and rolled and whispered and surged over what we now call First ave. 8, And when the children heard the whispers they ran aa fast as) they could go down the street | (which was no street at all but only a stumpy, stumbling hill which we call Washington) pull ed off their little clothes and ran laughing and squealing splashing Into the waves. “Hah!” they cried, “we'll soon know how to swim!’ "Seef* called one braver than the rest, “I'm not afraid to go way, way out where its awful deep," and out he would go. But Nimm was on guard; no sooner was a boy out in the deep Laihelhel stood as if paralyzed. Dick was sta- tioned at an angle from which he could see that my negligee had caught fire, Cissy had supposed my terror was excellent acting, he had not perceived my danger but after, ward he felt that he ought to have done so At any rate, Cissy and Dick ceased _By Mabel Cleland _» “NIMM™ (Chapter 2) | dren to play with, but Nimm was THE OLD HOME TOWN oars DOCTOR PILLSBURY RECEIVED HIS WINTER SUPPLY OF QUININE AND CALOMEL. TODAY. I'VE SEEN EnouGH FOR A MAN WITH AN EMPTY STOMACH - GUESS {Li GO TO WONT You wRITw Grattle + (0: 550 water than the dog was after him by the back of his neck, would swim with htm back to the shore. After a time, when the Terry family went to live on their raneh in Duwamish, Nimm left the little sawdust town and the mill and all the things he had grown to know and love and went also to live on the farm. lt was just a little bit lonely, too, for a dos who had been used to a whole little town full of chil too good a fellow to mope and he was constantly on the watch for something a big dog could doy One morning, while she was busy in the house, Mrs. Terry beard Nimm barking down by the river, “I wonder what can be the mat ter with that dog,” she said. “Bow-wow! Bow-wow!" called Nimm. “I wish he would keep still,” murmured Mrs, Terry. ries me to hear him bar! But Nimm kept on calling and calling in the only way he knew, for he knew what Mrs. Terry couldn't know—that her darling little Nellie had fallen into the deep river! (To Be Continued) a) “It wor. town, and after that would take a long trip to a mountain wilderness, On location at the falls, Cissy and I had a love scene to do in the moon- light, a scene of which the public never tires, It was to be shot by daylight. Moonlight on the sereen ix suggested by film tinted b! The final love scene I con hero's responsibility. Obviou to be friends from that moment. And it was most unfortunate because the company was about to go on loca- tion. The director had decided to work exteriors for a couple of months. business of wooing is not for a girl to invent. WD SANT Ciaws At AS HIM T BOING ME If she is a perfectly nice young girl, she is obliged to leave it to the man, off set or on. ‘The evening we arrived at the ¢ n pot where LuNCH ! PAGE 11 BY STANLEY a sr Warren 11 on EVERETT TRUE PERSON AT HOME, ‘OR A PHONE CALL FOR HER To COME, Down AND SELECT SOMETHING = sins se — BY BLOSSER BY CONDO SES, MR. TRUG, THERE'S A LONG UNS AT THE Box OrFice HERE -TONIGErT ? p= Cou D Rafi 3 ASK You Ger ME A COUPLE L__ CX TWekETS vented some good business which he decided to suggest to the director. We didn't know how much foot: age we would be allowed for the scene. There are many reasons why an actor of experience in the movies is valuable to the company, A novice is lable to overplay his role, and use up his allowance of footage be- fore he reaches his climax That evening in the moonlight by the river, Clasy Sheldon once more threw the responsibility for his soul's welfare upon poor little me, “You've such an influence over me!’ 1 knew his sad plea, And I was getting pretty tired of it, My |was to be: “I don’t care to marry a man to reform him, Cissy! You've been tell |ing me that you can’t stand alone, that you depend upon me. Can't you see that you're demanding too much? You've got to get right with | yourself, Cyrus. And you've got to | stay right with yourself, whether I ‘know or not, whether anybody ex- cept yourself knows it.” Then Cissy flared up: “I'm not going to begin tonight, May! I'm going to kiss you—as Tf | want to—for once in my lifer “Oh, boy!’ 1 lwughed defiantly, whistle in a fog?” + “Did you ever hear a meadow lark — ey 5 eid