The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 9, 1922, Page 9

tlowsh Gy, (Continued From Page 6) ! be would only throw away his own Nite too, The waters were icy cold;| swiftly would they draw the lifegiv: | ing heat from their bodies, Soaked through, the cold of the night and the forest would be swift to claim them if by any miracle they were able to struggle out of the river. Yet} there was pot an instant’s delay full sweep of his thoughts was lke a flash of lightning in the sky he was out of the saddle almost the instant that the water engulfed her, Me sprang with his full strength into the stream. On the bank the two men saw It as in a dream; the horse's fall, the upheaval of the water as the animal struggled, a flash of the girl's face, and then Bill's leap. They called out in their impotence, and they waned with horror-widened eves, But almost at once the drama was hidden from them. The tilight dropped ite gray curtains between; denies, the waters had swept their struggling figures down the stream and out of their sight. Already the river looked Just the same, Mulvaney, ridertess, was bat ting toward them through the tor rent, but the stress and struggle of second before had been instantly eut short. There were no spreading ripples, no break tn the gray surface of the stream to show where .the two had fallen. The stream «wept on, | oe.lrail : Closer and closer he swam, and) at last only thirty feet of fast, deep water stretched between, But it seemed wholly impossible to make thie last stretch, The sharp pain stabbed him again, and it seemed to | Jhim that his right leg only half re sponded to the commagd of his nerves. In a moment Ynore they would be flung again into the cas cades, “rm afraid I can't make it,” he said, too softly for Virginia to hear He wrenched once more toward the shore. But the river gods were mereiful, | after all, A jack pine had fallen on the shore, struck down by a dead | tree that had fallen beyond, and its | green aspire, still clothed = with) needles, lay halfwubmerged, forty feet out into the stream. Rill's arm encountered it, then snatched at it In a final, spasmodic impulse of his muscles. And his grip held fast For an instant they were tossed like straws in the water, but grad ually he strengthened his grip. He caught a branch with his free hand then slowly pulled up on it, “Hang on,” he breathed. “Only a moment more.” ? He drew himsetf and the girl ap on the slender trunk, then crawled along it toward the shore, Now they were half out of the water And in @ moment later they both felt the river bottom against their OUR BOARDING HOUSE wooP —! 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Infmite, passioniess for all ite tu | knees, a tult, unconquerabie—tike the River| fe drew her to the bank staggered i igi e of Death that takes within ite depths | and fell, and for a moment both of | ntheam tha fawed behind tre Unobliging Central co : at the souls of men, never to yield! them lay lifeless to the soft cares*| cabin. He put it on the stove to SRY IF YOU THINK 1" OH “any ? OM, AGAINST ‘T ARE You DOING.| WELL, DON’T CARE mt them, never to show whence they |of th Rut Bill did not ¢ m™ YOU CANT! |, AGAI WHA a 4 7 der have gone. leat gemiieaiea We wee fearte GOIMG TO GET UP IN THE RULES 1S IT? WELL, YOU || ORDERING THAT You KNOW OUR CLOCK 1S The storm recommenced, the wind |aware that the fight was only halt THE MORNING AND GET PHONE TAKEN OUT? | BUSTED SO 1 ASKED walled in the spruce tops, and the) won, And despair swept the girl ‘YOUR BREAKFAST AND HAVE A MAN COME OUT HERE CENTRAL TO GIVE ME aoe saww sifted down into the gray|when her clear thought returned to THEN WAIT AROUND TODAY AND TAKE IT OUT= A RING IN THREE MINUTES waters. | tet her they had emerged upon the ‘ Le vin | oppeene ane ten gaite. uae WE DON'T WANT IT! SO | COULD TELL HOW 4 se Bill Bronson had no realization of | hat. t were drenched through 7 the full might of the stream until he| and lost in the night and the storm ida Wes Ae : felt it around his body. The waters were fed from the snowfields on the | far peaks, and every nerve in his system seemed to snap and break in the first shock of immersion. Rut he quickly rallied, battling the) stream with mighty strokes, | He knew that if the rescue were) Accomplished, it would have to be} soon. The torrent crew even wilder as it sped down the canyon; no! human being could live in the great. | Diack whiripool at {te mouth Re) sides, the cold would claim him soon Tuist a few little instants of struggie. snd then exhaustion, if indeed the 4 waters did not paralyze his mus He swam with his eyes open, full | ithe current, and with a really in-/ efedibie speed. And by the mercy! of the forest gods almost at once he caught a glimpse of Virginia's dark tresmes In the water. of the ; hands.” endless, weary paces from warmth and shelter. Before the thought had gone fully home she saw that Pill was on his feet. The twilight had all but yield. ed to the darkness, yet she suw that he still stood etraight and strong. It was not that he had already recov ered from the desperate battle in ¢ river, Strong as he was, for himeelf he had only one desire—to lie till and rest and let the terrible cold take ite toll. But he was the guide, the forester, and the girl's life was in his care. . “Get off your clothes," he com manded. “All of them—the dark neas hides you--and I'll wring ‘em out. If I don’t you can’t live to get to the cabin. Your stockings first.” The thought of disobedience did not even come to her. He wae fighting for her life; no other imue remained. “Rub your skin all over with your he went on, “and keep Above all things keep the man seemed simply to leap through bleed going in your veina. Rub as the water. And in an instant more hard as you can—I can't mak hie arm went about her. | “Give yourself to the current.” he shouted. “And hang on to me.” drenched stockings, | fire here—with no az—tn the snow.” Already she had tomed him her and he was He knew this river, They were wringing them out in strong hands. just entering upon a stretch of She rubbed her legs dry with her water dreaded of olf by the river palms. and put the stockings back men that had sometimes plied down|on. Then she threw off her coate the stream in their fur-laden canoes and outing sult, and he wrung them —a place of jagged rocks and crags as dry he could. Then quickly and bowlders that were all but sub | «he dressed again. merged by the waters. To be huried| “Now—fast as against their sharp edges meant toward the cabin.” death, certain and speedily.. He! He was not sure that he could knew that his mortal strength find it in the darkness. He hoped tonldn’t avail against them. But by | to encounter the moose trail whene vielding to the current he thought it left the ford: beyond that he had hat he might «wing between them to rely on his woodaman’s instincts ‘nto the open waters below. His | He was soaked through and ex rm tightened about the girl's form.|hausted and he knew from the He had not come an instant too stronge numbness of his body that 20n. Already she had given up. A he was slowly being chilled to death. ir swimmer, she had been power: | It.was a test of his own might and in the rapids. She had not | endurance against the cruel elements eamed but that the trail of her and a power beyond mere physical you can walk | That amile wan the | “She awakened to find him silting on the edge of the bed.” "She dozed off, then wakened to find him sitting on the edge of ber bed, holding a cup of some steam ing Uquid. Vaguely she noticed that he had taken off hin wet clothes and had put on a warm overcoat that had been hanging back of the stove, wrapping two thick blankets over thin, He put his left arm behind her and lifted her up, then fed her spoonfuls of the hot liquid: Bre didn't know what it was, other than it contained whiaky. “Take some of it yournlf,” told him at last. He shook his head and smiled & wistful yet manly smile that ab most brought tears to her eyes last thing that The warm, kindly liqnor stole throw, her veins, and she dropped into heavy slumber. (Continued Tomorrow.) ahe she remembered. MR HOURS oO DARKNESS WITHOQAWING © Ree CENTS FROM BANK Such Is the Way of Men ( _SoNou DIDNT SPEND YouR MONEY, FRECKLES, NO- BUT A FELLA LAKES T WANE A LITTUS CASH ON HAND OVER. SUNDAY . | ~ Fae POSTMASTER HAYS IS TRYING To IM- PROVE THE POSTAL SERVICE, BUT DUBS LIKE YOU GUM UP THE Works! We CAN'T MAIC A PACKAGE LIKE THAT! 1T WOULDN'T HOLD TOGETHER . * ar rattle She was cold was at an end. and afraid and alone, and she had! been ready to yield. But the sight of the guide's strong body benide her had thrilled her with renewed Fiven in the shadow of death she| was aware of the strong wrench of his muscles as he swam, the saving might of his powerful frame. She | knew that he was not afraid for him néif, but only for her. Even death with all its shadow and mystery, had not broken his spirit or bowed his head; he faced it as he faced the wilderness and the whole dreadful battle of life—strongly, quietly, with never-faltering courage. Ana the} girl found herself partaking of his|the darkness, they fought their way | own strength. Up to now she had not entered strength came to his aid. They forced their way thru the evergreen thickets of the river bank, Walking up the stream toward the ford, He broke through the bushy barriers with the might of his body he made a trail for her In the snow. the darkness deepened around them The snow fell even heavier, and the winds soughed in the tree tops After the first half-mile all eon sciousness of effort was rone from the girl, & will beyond her own, one step after another over that terrible trail. She lost all sense of time, al most of identity. Strange ficures. only for such eyes as might see in on thru the drifts. But they conquered at last. Part- She seemed to move from into comradeship with this man. She | ly by the feel of the enow under his| had held herself on a different plane. | But he wae a comrade now: no mat ter the outcome, even if they should find only inhospitable Death at the end of their trail, this relationship could never be destroyed. THey fought the sime fight, in the same shadow. Now she would not have to enter the dark gates of Eternity alone afd afraid. Here was « com- nde; she knew the truth at the first ych of his arm. He could buoy ip her spirit with his own. “If I let go of you, can you hang on to my shouldgr?” he asked her. | " “Yes—" He tried to look into her face, to seo if she spoke the truth. But the shadows were aimost impenetrable now, and the alr was choked with falling snow. “Then put your hand on my shoulder. I can’t make progress the way I'm holding you now. I'll try to work to the nearest shore. She seized his shoulder, but near: ly lost her grasp in a channel of swift water, Her fingers locked in| the cloth of his shirt. And he be gan, a little at a time, to chown the| wixty feet of wild water between them and the shore. | He had never been put to a great-| such a face as this before her now,| Ways quarreling er test. Every ounce of his strength | was needed. The tendency of the wtream was to carry him into the} center of the current, he was heavily | clothed and shod, and the girl, ex yausted, was scarcely able to give] at all. More than once he felt} himael? weakening. Once a sharp] pain, keen as a knife wound, smote| his thigh, and he was shaken with air at the thought that «wim-| mer's crampe—dreaded by all men| who know the water-—were about to le. fn the} at was flow. ing from him in a frightfully rapid feet, partly by 8, but mostly because the for ods were merciful, Bill kept to his woodsman's in. | | They never would have got thru had Buskins not handed the moore trail that led from the|@ policeman-kite a card from the Fairy Queen, ford to the cabin, And the man was swaying, drunkenly, when he reached the door. His cold hands could searcety draw out the rusted file that acted @ brace for the chain. Yet his volce was quiet and steady when he spoke. “There are blankets plenty of ‘em,” he told her, “It’s my main supply cabin. Spread nome of them out and take off your clothes in there, —all of ‘em—gnd get between them. | IM build a ax fast as f can She turned to obey. She hes him take down an ax that had been left hanging on the cabin walls and heard his step in begun to cut into kindling some of the pleces of cordwood that were heaped outside the door. She un- dressed quickly, then lay shivering between the warm, heavy blankets. In & moment the man faltered in hia arms heavy with wood. She heard him fumbling back of the lit tle stove, then a match gleamed in the gloom, She had never seen Its lines were deep and incredibly lark; utter fatig was inscribed upon the drawn features and in the dark, dull eyes, She was suddenly shaken with horror at the thought that perhaps ane was looking upon | the first shadow of death itself. He had cut the kindling with bis knife, inserted the candle end, A little blaze danced up, She watehed him feed the fire with strange, heavy | He took then went motions the wall darkness Haunted by her she waited him to return again. 1 pan down from out into the fears, endless hours for When he came the snow as he| | The next place that Buskins took the Twins to in the magic apple-tree | elevator was the Land of Lost Kites, Nick moved the funny old iron brake fastened to the side of the lit- | tle rickety wooden car when Buskins told him and up they shot still higher above the hills, trees and val leys, right into the blue, blue sky At last theypstopped and Buskins said, “Here we are! 1 hope we're in time for the trig.” And he looked at his watch “Trialt’ exclaimed Nick that?’ | t's when something in to be de | elded,” answered the fairyman. “And the thing tg be decided is usually whone fault something is “But land alive! That's too hard jfor you to understand. Come along Jand I'l) tell you what I mean. “Thé Fairy Queen is to be here to do the deciding. It's ail about the \kites who come here. They are al- and always in “What's | trouble.” | ‘They started down a remarkable road with fields of lovely green on each wide, Here and there were houses where the kite people lived, who had come to make thelr home in this beautiful nky country And trees! There were oodles of trees, my dears, for where else would bird kites stay? After while they artived at a vil- lage and it was. plain to see frotn the crowd of kites that somethin unusual was going on Buskins and the Twins made their way to the courthouse and here the crowd was thickest of all. They never would have got through had Buskins not handed a policeman-kite a card from the Fairy Queen, Instantly the policeman-kite made a path, and the visitors went up the steps and in thru the door, There they could see the Queen herself sitting in state. Before her were two disheveled Fairy kites who looked as If they had been | fighting. (To Re Continued (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) Confessions of a Movie Star (Copyright, 1921, Seattle Star) and| CHAPTER LVIII define T wasn't afraid of the woods, as | i DICK BARNES CONDUCTS A SNAKE omething was making me awfully |wome of the girls were | it seemed to| uncomfortable, something I could not | nothing in the dear olf forest to hurt |into her kimono and slippers and she HUNT There was stare were friend the | one, The few ar lier to me than Page 568 END OF THE OTHER CHRISTMAS STORY The not-verpold pioneer sighed and Peggy sat up straight in her lap and looked anxiously into her face, holding the precious new | dolly tight in her arms as she| waited for the rest of the story. | | David squirmed a little over | the way in which she had said boys receivéd their gifts, but! at the he remembered days schoo! | when boys did sort of stumble and | |] way “Aw, pabhaw!" j] still and walted for what would #0 he too kept come after the sigh. “People think,” very-old pioneer, “that children’s | Gisappointments don't amount to much, but—it'’s a long, long time since that Christmas tree, and I |] can’t think of it even now with- out feeling sorry for the little girl that | was. said the not-| | | ° “Name after name was called and I was a fidget of patience, just ready to jump off in im. | my seat and run up to the plat form when the superintendent reached up and carefully and smilingly took down the big doll, carefully and smilingly turned her own city 1 wasn't afraid of the silence. 1 wasn't afraid of the leopards But 1 was obseaned with some mysterious dread, about what I could not tell. Nor would I have tried to tell any | |body exeept Motherdear, and she was several hundred miles away. | Finally I wept softly so that Mrs. |Nandy on her cot would not hear |me. ‘cried to myself and felt ashpined when Mra, Nandy woke up suddenty with a dreadful case of neuralgia brought on, she said, by \sleeping in a draft. 1 helped her slipped away to her husband's tent ts of our She wouldn't let mo take care of | content, a asasedeitatelolialal | premarin canes ws Be ale nena rene nnn nnn over, and in @ clear voice read the name tag: it wasn't mine, No, not mihe at all, “My best friend had The doll, and when I was called, I received only goodies. “Everybody was laughing and talking and hurrying into wraps and gathering up bundies and I was still, so till I felt sort of frozen inside and heavy and flat “My feet dragged as we went home; I didn't whether it was Christmas in the morning or not, T didn't care about any- thing. My world had gone gray. “We went in the house and I could see the smaller tree mother had decorated for us at home, It stood in the corner by the parlor window and close under its branches was the parlor table, “T couldn't feel very glad or gay about it 1 felt that my trust in Christmas and Christmas trees was forever spoiled. Phen I saw something on that table under the tree. There, all dressed in blue satin and draped in white lace, blueeyed and golden-haired, was the big doll of my dreams and it was niine, “T have those doll clothes yet, Perey, and I'm happy still over |] the Ittle girl I used to be, who got her Christmas wish and wasn't disappointed after all.” on the ~and WaTCH ME—ric SHO USS SOME BRAINS ALONG WITH THE STRING AND WRAPPING PAPER! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO KNOW A LITTLE MORE THAN A circVSsS MmMonKey ! \ care NE APART I XY CAN EVEN BOUNCE IT OFF Suddenly 1 my tent. her. Nandy knew just what to do.| “Who goes there?” Alone in my tent, I scolded myself|made the challenge. because I didn't go to sleep. It was | self-appointed sentinel part of my profession to sleep well. |tent? Otherwise T would be worn and) «.cMasters! came the answer in| “Good luck to your hunt! Great \ epee before the cameras tho next | very low voice, I was astonished, |0ld night! McMasters’ voice faded ay. |The man had not been in ; out with the sound of his retreati And then I wept because, as &| our bugle pane vile ii when | footsteps. ~ movie actress, I couldn't allow my-| 1s that you, Barnes?” Again Mc-| Nd my dread of a danger, felt but self the luxury of grief, the Privilege | wasters was speak “* Dr 9 unseen, nished. : of a good hard erysruch as other | Auers was speaking. “Dreaming? | liao ahaae? Even my wonder as to why Me school girls enjoy without restraint, | Pek In the trenches? Masters had come before’he was ex Then 1 reminded myself that 1, “No, sirt’ was Dick's quick re-| vocted, could not keep me awake: had had nothing but good fortune in |Joinder. “I'm here looking for)" | relaxed and went to sleep. my movie career and it was shocking maker (To Be Continued) ’ not to have control over my ce a] ere heard voices outside | can tell from the lay of the Jand that there are big snakes around here somewhere, Thought I'd beat up the found around May's tent before I dozed offt* Dick Barnes Was Dick a before my Wwe 1 dicated his surprise. Daddy, Boldt's “I'm @ country boy, you know, | “Snakes?” MeMasters’ whistle in- | and not to go to sleep in peace and | 1| Bread now 10 cents.