The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 11, 1922, Page 11

<a \ WEDNESDAY, JANUARY, Ne (Continued From Page © tive here on nothing. What about supplies?” “That's what we've about right now, It's a matter, true enough. tain very good reason I couldn't make a real investigation till you ot up. You'll see why in a minute Well, we have a gun at least; you AN Hee it behind the stove, It's an old thing, but It will still shoot, And Y¥e fot at least one box of shells for it—and not one of them must be wasted. They mean our meat sup, ply. I'm still wearing my pistol, and I've got two boxes of shellx for it in My pocket—it's a small caliber, and there's fifty in each box. There ar ot to mee important For a cer sila, magazines for idle hours, and Heaven biess us, an old and battered Phonograph on the table, Don't scorn it-—anything that has to be Packed on a horse this far mustn't) be scorned. We can have music with our meals, if we like.” He stopped land smiled “There's a cake of soap on the ghelf,” he went on, after the gor Geous fact of the phonograph had time to sink home, “and another | mong the supplies-—but I'm afraid cold cream and toilet water are lack ing. i> your hair.” he girl «miled—really with happt Beas now—and fished in the pockets of the great slicker coat she had worn the might of the disaster. She Produced a little white roll, and with Kigh glee opened it for him to see Wrapped tn a miniature face towel was her comb, a small brush, and a wothbrush! They laughed with delight over owshos Trail enty of blankets and cooking uten- | I don't even know how you'll| e 11, 1922. 2 ‘ iN Jthat many sea birds | the like for refuge |fellows, Thin fact | woowsman that great storm raging at sea, and they th would soon feel the lash of t had taken te gulls and their meant to the wore moelve They waited in the shadow of the | spruce, | “Don't make any needles mo: Itlone,” he cautioned, ‘and don't speak aloud, They've got eyes and ears like hawks.” | It was not easy to stand «till, tn the snow and the cold, waiting for |eume to appear, Virginia was un comfortable within half an shivering and tired, In an hour the cold had gripped her; her hands were her toes ached, Yet stood motionless, uncémptaining | It was a long wait that they had beside the Ia The short, snow darkened afternoon had net much Jtonger to last. Rill began to be dis 4; he knew that for the girt's 6 he must leave hie watch, He ted a few moments more Then the girt felt his hand on her » still,” he whixpered. “Here hour Lfelens, she arm, he comes.” | They were both stitring In the mame direction, but at first Virginia could not see the game, Her eves were not yet trained to these wintry for how eats. Tt wae a e@trange fact, that the announcement Uke a hot stimulant in her blood. The |wense of cold and fatigue left her in an instant And soon she made out }a black form on the far side of the | lake. | "He's coming toward ua,” the man | whlepered. Altho she had never seen etch an animal before, at once she recog nized ite kind. ever OUR BOARDING HOUSE WELL, L DECLARE! Now | THE WINGS JUST AS \ PLA, AND (7S FLYING! A SIGN OF 2 t's getting to be the thing to do among the girls | know, Some way the thought of it doesn’t seem inter esting any more.” “Did you—really enjoy it then? If The spreading horn, | YU did, I'll split my store with you the find. “But no mirror?’ the man/ the great frame, the long, grotesque | You've got as much right to it aw 1 maid solemnly. “No. I won't be able to see how I look for weeks—and that's terrible But where are your food supptie T see those sacks hanging from the eriling—but they certainly haven't enough to keep us alive. And there's Rothing else that I can see.” “We'd have a hard time, if we had to depend on the contents of thone @acks. Miss Tremont, can you cook? “Cook? Good Heavens—I never have. But I can learn, I # ae.” “You'd betier learn. It wi Ip Pass away the time. I'll be busy getting meat and keeping tho fires high, and peveral other little things “But what is there to cook?” the bunk on which she had slept the Right before, and lifting it up, re Yealed a great box beneath. She un. @erstood, now, why he had not beer Bhie to make a previous investiga They danced with joy at its nte—-bags of rice and beans. d apples, marmalades and canned g00ds, enough for some weeks at least. Best of all..from Bill's point of view, there were a few aged and Fipened plugs of tobacco, for cutting ‘€p for his pipe. “The one thing we haven't got t meat.” Bill told her, “except a litte Jerky: but there's plenty of that in the woods if we can just find !t. And I don’t intend to delay about that If the snow gets much deeper, we'd have to have snowshoes to hunt at all” “You mean—go hunting today? “As goon as we can stir up a meal. How would pancakes taste? “Glorious! I'll cook breakfast my- seit.” “Not breakfast—tonch.” he cor rected. “It's already about noon. Put ft would be very nice if you'd do the cooking whif® I ent the night's fuel. You know how—dilute a littie canned milk, and a little baking powder, stir im your flour—it's wheat mixed with rye, and bully flour for Mapjack»— and fry ‘em thick and we'll have coffee. They went to their tasks. And the pancakes dnd coffee, too.” when at last they were steaming on | the little, crude board-table, were peediy a very creditable effort. They M® thick and rich as befits wilder peas flapjacks, but covered with syrup they slid easily down the throat. Bill consumed three of them, full skillet size, and amacked his lips over the coffes, Virginia managed two hervelf. He helped her wash the scanty dishes, then prepared for the hunt “Do you want to come?” he asked “It's a cold, raw day, You'll be more comfortable here.” “Do you think I'd stay here? she demanded. She didn’t attempt to analyz her feelings. She only knew that this cabin, lort in the winter forest, would be a bleak and unhappy place | to endure alone. The etorm and the mnow-swept marshes, with Bill beside her. were infinitely preferable to the | haunting fear and loneliness of sol tude. The change in her attitude to ward him had been complete Dressing warmly, out into the snowy wastes. The atorm had nelther heightened nor de- creased. The enow still wifted down steadily, with a relentiessness that was someway dreadful to the spirit ‘The drifta were about their knees 34 7 DOW; and the mere effort of wall sa serious business. The win. Meilence lay deep over the wilder ners. It was a curious thing not to hear the rustle of a branch, the crack of a twig; only the muffled sound of their footstepn in the snow. walked in front, breaking trail. He carried the ancient rifle ready in his hands. as ‘The trut. was that Pill did not | wish to overlook any possible chance for game. Kach hour traveling wa# more difficult, the mow encroached higher, and soo he could not hunt at all without snowshoes. It was not good for their spirits or their bodies to try to live without meat in the long snowshoe-making process. This was no realm for vegetarians, The readily ansimilated animal flesh wa enuential to keep their tissues strong Fortune had not been articulart kind so far on thin trip—at least from Virginia's point of view—but he did earnestly hope that they might run into game at once. Later the moone id go to their winter feeding aa, far down the heights. very oe they hunted, their chance of pro curing meat was leas He led ber over the ridge to the marshy shores of Gray Lake-—a din mal body of water ever which th waterfowl circled endiewly and the loons shrieked their maniacal cr ps Me noticed, with some apprehensivn, Hoe walked, with some triumph, to! Set water to boll | respective | they ventured | nose belonged only to the moose [the greatest of American wild ani mals. Her blood began to race thru | jher veins The animal was stil! out of range, but the distance between them rapidly shortened lowing the lake shore |horns In arrogance. Once he par and guzéd a long time straight to but evidently ured on, Now hundred yards hy don’t you shoot? the girl whispered. reassured he was within | He was fot | toexing his| With women as it is with some men them, leg» braced and head | he | UP here. | speaking very softly | wtood The man apoke rather heavily. I didnt think I did enjoy It. 1 id It—I suppose because it seemed sporting. It never made me feel peaceful-—only nervous I don't be tobaceo in a temperamental need otherwise it © many wenidn't have taken centur! to establich the m It would only—seem ailly, He had an impreesion that ahe wa, Put he under when she paused. He wa: atartied to find that the whole tone “I'm afraid to trust this old gun|"%d key of the night had vaguely at that range. }my thirty-five. I could get him with Now don’t make a motion—or a sound.” Now the great creature was naar enough #0 that she could receive some idea of his sine and power. She changet He didn’t know fast how at first Ho strained forward, listening. The quality of Aprement flence had panned from the wilder There was a low a faint absolute a knew something of the quagmires|™Urtiur that at first wos no far off such as lay on the inke #hore had passed some of them on the journey. Rut the bull moose took | them with an ease and a composure | ret tone, }imve utterance that was thrilling to see Whe She | 40d vague that neither of them « jname it ould Hut slowly the sound grew. The silent before with mow. the thickets cracked strong horse would have foundered | *tirred, and moved as if some dread at the first step, he stretched out | *Pirit his hind quarters, and, striking with |‘¢™ The candle Mickered were coming to life within A low hie long. powerful front legs, palied |"™O8n reached them from the chim thru. Then she was aware that Bil| was aiming. At the roar of the rifle she eriea| out In excitement Bill strode to the door and threw it wide He did not have to peer ont into ‘The old bull had | that unfathomable darkness to know traversed the marshes for the last |the enemy that was at his eaten It ume: with his fellow bulls in the rutting season, He rocked down easily, and | Bill's racing fingers ejected the shell and threw another into the barrel, ready to fire again if need be. But no second bullet was required. The |man's aim b been straight and true. and the bullet nad pierced his heart, ‘The two of them danced and shout ed in the snow. And Virginia did not stop to think that the streas of the moment had swept her back a thousand--thousand years, and that her Joy was simply the rapture of | the cave woman, mad with blood x The shoulder of a bull moose was never a load for a wenk back. The piece of meat weighed nearly one hundred pounds ard was of awkward shape to carry. Bill, secure in his strength, would have never atternpted it except for the fact that afer. one small ridge was climbed, the way was downhill clear to the cabin He skinned out the quarter wit |ereat care: then, stooping, worked it on his back. Virginia took his gun and led the way back over their snow trail By resting often, they #oon made the hilltop, From thenes on they 4 dragged the meat in the immaculate snow. Twilight had fallen again when they made the eabin Already Virginia thought of it as “I's strange I don’t want to smoke myself,” the girl told him. home. She returned to it with » thrill in her veins and a joy in her heart 10 Was tired out and cold thin vile log but o mt shelter from the storm and warmth and food, Bill hung up the meat; then with his knife cut off thick steak for their supper. In a few momenty their fire was crackling. } Pill showed her how to broil the! steak in its own fat, and he cooked | hot biscuits and macaroni to go with | it. No meal of her life had ever giv. en her greater pleasure. They made their plang for the morrow; first to construct @ crude sled and then to bring in the remainder of the meat “If the wolves don't claim it tonight,” Bill added, aw he lighted his pipe moke myself,” the girl told him “You hae wow | | ‘1 smoke at home, lust, beside her mate. | . | he had fought the last fight |"POke in mudden fury, and the snow Nurries swept past, Uke strange and wandering pirtte, in the dim candi eht. No longer the Makes drifted eanily and silently down The seemed to be coming from all direc tions, whirling, eddying, borne swift ly thru the night and huried inte drifts. And a dvad voice apok aecrom the snow. “The north wind,” iN aald simply (Continued Tomorrow) | DONT THOSE TEA LEAVES | LOOK LIKE A BIRD 7 You | { Miss HERZOG?= THERES || WAS A CAMEL, BUT I | WAD FORGOTTEN WHAT A | CAMEL LOOKED LIKE ! I WONDER WHAT “THATS | TLL GET MY DREAM B YES, TS A BIRD MISS CHURCH, To BE SURE! | FIRST I THOUGHT IT | ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive Roberts Barton WHAT THE KITE DOINGS FRECKLES THE TP PO nan, DETURNING Home AFTER WANING DINNER SAID “I was afraid of the sterm with all the lightning around” Everything was quiet for a few|you back to a toy store on the earth | and take a little of the importance minutes. The first kite had insisted that he was the most important on account of having helped to build @ big bridge and the second because, as he valid, he had discovered electricity ‘Then the Fairy Queen said quistty, “You are both as foolish as you can be. You might just as well say that one of Columbus’ ships discovered America. “Instead of being glad that you | were of some une to the world you are spoiling it all by your vanity. Now run along, both of you, for neither of you deserves one bit of credit. “It was the men who thonght of using you, who were the great ones. And they never thought of biting off one another's noses “Shame on you both! I shal not punish you this time, but if T tear of any more trouble palace, I shall have Buskins send in my faroff | out of yon.” The Important kites shivered and hung their heads, “All right, your majesty,” anid the | firet kite, “Ill be good. as well confess that I didn't want to| trip across the river. 1 was afraid that make that water to go." I'd fall into | “And 1,” sald the second kite, fol lowing “will nia companion's have to tell example. you that I wns | afraid of the storm with all the light |ning around, and didn't want to go up into the clouds at all key tied on me. too.” “Honest confeasion with the The wind did that, “I'm proud of you beth now.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stary | Confessions of a Movie Star (Copyright, 1921, Beattle Siar) LX—SOME ADVANCES FROM McMASTERS “Twinkie, twinkle! Thus McMasters greeted me breakfast. He, as the producer, T, as the star, had places at th of the camp table Little start and head and felt a most man's I smiled myself a at the quotation pocrite, It was incomfortable feeling. The I mean I did. | humor was banal, “smarty” talk aud | yas old as the hills, Dk he think axy| at| milly remark would please a little gird | him-—flattered silly women who be like me? And because I\smiled, as if tt were | the first time I had ever heard the quotation I started the ¢ mywelf 1 began to loathe instead of the thousandth, | wicked, y out of tune with SEATTLE STAR a TEA TOURNAMENT == OF THE DUFFS SAY BOSS, | WAS THINKING AS BUSINESS 1S SO BAD THAT MAYBE A SYMPATHY GAG WOULD GET A FEW ORDERS - SO | PUT ON ‘THESE LAST SUMMER'S CLOTMES AS AN ARGUMENT AND THOUGHT I'D GO OUT AND EE How IT WoRKED! an te AND WIS FRIENDS And I may} the | T wouldn't have gone at all, | only the wind caught me and I had ‘a good for | erybody,” mmiled the Fairy Queen. | [lieved them and who Infringed upon |had wished me to find out. What possessed me to give Me-| Ramsey took his share in pennies, the rights of other women, and con-| 1 spoke to MeMasters at breakfast | Masters an opéning, I don't know. r 1,000 of which weighted him sidered themselves clever instead of |onty when he addressed me, My eyes met Dick's—he sat across/down so that detectives overtook T had a headache, I hadn't slept | the table, and two covers away. Per-| him To be sure, they lost out in the| well on account of the birds. As/haps T was defiant, Or perhaps 1| Di smnirenitiieme ona lend like Rosalie Bruce of the red/soon as the whippoorwills went to] v made reckless by the supreme | Beans reach maturity twice as fast tdress, But mmanwhile devoted little! sleep, the jays and robins woke up, hurt in the thought Ulat Dick sbould' under électric light as in daylight, MoMasters. No! PAGE 11 ’ BY STANLEY THE OLD HOME TOW BY AHERN HOPE THAT FLYING BIRD 1S A SIGN OF A ROAST CHICKEN OR DUCK ON “TH’ FESTIVE BOARD INSTEAD OF ‘TH’ USUAL FF ROAST BEEF STRONG fam ~p MAN ACT ! on = Fim | FREB HECK Ji WATSON, | Rosco uwer BARBER — QL, b s 2 as ey ) NO- L TILL SPRING \ Ge SAY | THey |) No- WONT |) | SAY, HAVE | THATS Nat A CLOSE = ERNIE HICKS HIT HIGH C IN QUARTET PRACTICE JUST AS THE HOT WATER HEATER. EXPLODED— ERNIES ACHIEVEMENT PASSED UNNOTICED LEAF They Try Anything Nowadays me ann an ONLY WELL, DID PNEUMONIA! You GET ? Vitinatina Cirenmstanr PRECKLES, I HOPE You WERE A GOOD BOY WHILE You WERT AT NRS.WILSON'S HOUSE, AND DIONT ‘TELL AN STORIES, TONY ToLd }| eR TH ONE WoveD IT DISSYST You, SIR, Ir tT MckEeD my TeetH, Too £ ar Qrattle % * < abel Cleland _» Page 570 GRANDMOTHER'S FRIEND (Chapter 2) Grandmother got up to put out! “And she did show him; nurmed a spark which had popped on the! her husband, took care of her rug, and she said: | baby, and ran the ship, and they “Wasn't {t Mrs, Noyes who's! made Hongkong safe as if the cap- baby girl came to ber while she| tain had been tn command.” was in mid-ocean?" “Click © click! click? sounded “You,” the friend replied, “Yes,| the needies. Then the old voice they named| began again | “and George that's the one, and that baby Nellie Pacific. thought that there was my He lot of money, Uncle with 1 always | THEN SCcoOVR, STOMACH (3 STRONGER “THAN “KOOR, was such @ pretty came West name, Nellie Pacific. But this trip I was telling you about when the captain caught that cold was certainty a hard one. “The weather got worne, and on account of the had weather the captain's cold got worse, till one day he was so sick he | had huge tracts of land in the Oregon country, tried one thing and another, was going to ret big rich and finally took the last money had moved to California to look for gold. But, like everything that failed too, “Nights he would come home tired, discournged, and and couldn’t get up. cross, think of a way out, ‘Now there's lots of gold here,’ she said to herself, ‘and if we could only think of the right way I'm sure we could get our share." (To Be Continued) \eielialicliaiielieesssssseee Ee) crew, but they need a captain.’ “Now you just furn over there | and go to sleep,’ said Mra. Noyes, | ‘T ean run this ship as well as you| can, You put me in command and I'll show you." “Poor man, he was Jost about | blame the west country and the claay with emsiad | people and everything, because | | he was getting poorer all the “ "What' jo" he be | | ‘What'hh we do? he sald b%! time, instead of richer. tween coughs, ‘There's nota man) “Aunt Mary didn’t say very on board can mail her in this! much, but she kept her eyes open, weather. They are good enough| and she kept right on trying to | | Such a chorus! | dare to associate me in his mind Anybody could see T wasn't fit for | with MoM |that he ever had been other than | wives and loyal little mothers had tol work’ Atco cota agried. “Shen be re outwardly respectful. I loathed him |suffer—and pay Laas award persia pe gs ali: 2 mt “| Can one love and hate at the same Jon account of the gossip about him,| And the trespassere—when they |streum. It was ecol by the ea, un lume? 1 wondered, |1 loathed him because Ginette had |lost out with one faithless man, pro-|" 7 shook my head and did not (To Be Continued linkel my nan with his and because ceeded to snitch some other an to | sinile. . he air ite |Dick had listened to her. 1 loathed him most of all because he and men like him had taken loyalty and trust out of my definition of love. “Love passes.” He—and men like desolate the heart of some other help. | fens and devoted Wifes Ml) “petter think again, May. Loyalty and trust asa part of ideal |"0m* new books. = T nad my man love which some day to bless me|P8ck half-dozen in my luggage!" fabed rack My Gils drhaie 'f| Mocks? ‘That's @ttvereny, pe! knew at last what Mrs. Nandy long | MSually 50 little time for books? rve| QTOLEN PENNIES PROVE UNDOING NEW YORK, Jan. 11.—Joseph Ramsay, with two companions, lot. d the safe of a confectionery store,