The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 25, 1922, Page 9

PAGE 9 ATTLE STAR = | OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN THE OLD HOME TOWN BY STANLEY { SAY ALNIN= You GO \j MV AUNTY DID MALAY 1 ST. CLI EqNO-No- a sary] ~ | AGK YOUR AUNT TELL ME WHO ‘er kip 16 a (419 AN ACTRESS 1 ures 4 COMING+ ONE OF TH’ OL! ORIGINAL] | 50 WAS COMING, Ai! Et GuMsLoT! SHE GAVE MEA LI V‘CANT GET HALF A DOLLAR NOTE! acting our “TO TELL NOBODY OF HIM! WHO tT WAS, BUT I FORGOT WHO IT 1S NOW~ GUESS WHO'S COMING HERE NEX' FRIDAY NIGHT, THEN COME BACK AND TELL ME AND I'LL GIVE You “HIS BRAND NEW Fo pha fi whisky is ont stimulant and ' ' (Continaed From Page 6) ay te only Satis nt, and WHAT I'M GOIN' "vo {fe was an appalling thing to face ; Won't keep you alive he thru ; one! There was no joy now in| fragment of sweet chocolate int BUY WITH TH’ HALF we punishing cold and the wastes | bis mouth, permitting it to melt forest; only sadness and fear You'd better get to your feet as 1d despair. Sit in the snow, | 800n as you can—and try to get the ir ‘it a te head and shoulders in her arms, | blood flowing right again. We're eas he \\ Yout he knew a fear and a loneliness un. | Only a few miles from the cabin SD ve yeamed of before, a loss that could | !f you'll Just fight we can make \ li in > Myer be atoned for or redeemed. it in A Mi is HAW A She too knew the lesson that Rill) Me shook bis head. “I can't—1/ 4 learned in his hour of bitter. can't see the way Tiess—that one moment of heaven Hut TN lead you.” Ry her tntu may atone for a whole life of strug ition she guessed Jin despair; and ele and sorrow. One clasp of arms, | she comforted him, his head against one whispered message, one mighty | her breast. Don't you know Ill impulse of the soul in which eter-| lead yout" she cried, a world of hity is seized and the stars are| pleading in her tone, “Oh, Bill gathered might glorify the whole | you can't give up. You must try bitter struggle of existence. One If you die, Ili die too—here beside , Wttle kiss might pay for it all, Yet| you. Oh, Biji—don't you know I for all that Harold still lived and need you? waited for her in the cabin, ehe felt The words stirred and wakened hat this one little instant of resur-/ him “fhore than all her first ald. ‘Petion was irrevocably lost. She needed him: she was pleading Te seemed so strange to her that to him to get up and go on. Could / @ should be lying here, impotent /he refuse that appeal? Could anf @ ber arms. Always he had been | wish of bers, as long as he lived and # strong, he had stood «0 straight | was able to strive for her, go un-| yeiwars coming to her aid in a) granted? The blood mounted thru a e Weond of need, always strengthen: | his veins, awakened. A mysterious ae : strength flowed back into hig thewn ALECKS There Oded be be Porteea Gots LVIN CANT BE TAKEN OF SALT OFF THE STATION tion of giving up. He struggled UP FoR A BRIBE ON THE SQ) PLATFORM LAST NIGHT. with himself, and his voice was | MYSTER’ : almost his own when he spoke. “Give me more food—and more! whisky,” he commanded. “Take | tome yourself too—you'll have to pily and gratefully, and he drew DOINGS OF THE A. FFS h me a lot s0ing home, And the bienkets about her shoulders. give ine pour hank The touch of his hand was in eome VV eeiAlag ARENT You GoInG You HAD A coT He struggled to hin feet, He] Way wonderful—so strong, so gom DOWN TO THE IN YOUR CELL,DION’T “THERE IS ONE | rested, meee tole tae tet ares | Sorting Them, resting oxty Mtan || [COME DOWN HERE Tse eres ats orrice Topay ? [ ,"™ GOING To you> ” OF *EMNOW! jdeld him up. She gave him more he groped his way to the bed she LAST NIGHT AND STAY OUT SO BED AND GET {ehocolate and a swuilow of the|had made upon the floor Some SLEEP! | burning liquid. “Good night.” he called, when he ts « @ against time.” she had pulled his blankets up. Guided told bim If 1 can get you into the by @ hope that flooded hin heart jeabin before the reaction comes, I| with tremulous anticipations, he | an save you. Try with every | beld out his hand in the darkness muacie you've got, BUl—for me toward her. She need make no other appeal.| As if by a miracle, her ow @ As if t rac er own hand ps Re ig wag d they started @ stealing into his, No man sg ict: ase aggre hay | Could tell by what unity of longing aa ie fe that stands at bay) they had acted: but neither seemed =a eae — eran oe surprived to 4 the other's, walt atny ha grasp of the | in the darknes t was. s SOeme deck to me, BUI—I need climbing marten never made a|the Mystery that all ten wee ey ‘Mm* ahe told him harder, more valiant fight than|npo man u ee these two waged on the way to the " ‘ ' s' y Vi He held the litte hand In ht Ber with his emile and bie ¢ves cabin. ‘There was'no mercy for| just breathe cae ent nhs for e could hardly believe that this | them in the 3 -* Me wae ath, a8 & man might hold i he—never to cheer her agai0 |frighttully worn and spent from ‘ — —_ that. a prophet had j pen Or lemwe Phen he } their hard tramps, to lend her/his experience of the dav and tne b mighty strength in a moment Good night, Bill 4 bim Previous night, and Virginia had | sieepity | leriais, to laugh with her at some lient her own young strength te rs ier ae Be, Sey, she ened him. en he rad and ioral [ne nt ay “eyeeeanng wm: | FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS A Mistake Somewhere and at such times her arm in his| morning th ote B EY Bill, won't you wake up and morning there was but one curious te mts whe riots S00 riead | Namt,MM UP. The mailea seemed tn-| circumstance. Inthe full light ot SoEwreze WATS WHY DION. BARK! Tey Do Sol MY morning it seemed to him that he p Dut he diant soem to] A might that has ite seat higher| heard the faint mick on rt he || Twice Youve 6or WE BARK WHEN 4\| RABBITS DONT. STORY BOOK SAYS ON Poems tack to me, Bm—1 need | en rons the mere enersy-siving |away. The truth wan that for ali||{|[ OT OF YOUR CASE ME WUZ RUNNING }/ BARKewmars || ( THAT RABBITS EAT a yeu," ahe told him. Mo bad always |their asd. Vowiane bad never hie heavy sleep, some of his guar | Bit TO-DAY COM CABBAGE AN’ 4 aes so quick to come when she/dreamed that she possessed such |impreasdons, and the cea oon’? ON BACK WERE iA meeded him before now. “Are You | power of endurance and at apps 4 the sound was a ae dea4?—Oh, you couldnt be dead!) muscles; a epirit. born untatering | rm ity, Jt was curiously woven BUNNY !°. } He so cold—end I'm afraid, OD, |conquerabie will rose within her and| ‘There were four stots ane awittty | 4 ee i gre h | There were four shots, one awtftly ' | bor, = on ~ was aware of no|upon another. Four—and the fig J a gee 2 © magnificent ¢x-|ure four had @ puraling, yet «iniater % of her muscles was almost | significance to . 2 Mis Reed egainst her soft ensenbiinin Sect ao Pho ll aor fican to his mind. He didn't — H beenst. as if her fluttering heart/for the lives of their babes che 4 s weet be ld &:éom 27 Would give some of its life to him. |fought for him, as it it wore the |ner ween ee fort of an in oe Deas? Was that it? All at once | deepest instinct of her being. The|pendine dancer wn erenmion of im | o abe set to work to win back her thought of giving up was intoler | was rag oor rand treachery. Who | cath Satcontro!. It might fot yet be) able, and such spirit ie the soul of |gers, somewhere (cig eget || top late to help. She gripped her-| victory: pot Rr in his experience, self, dispelling at once all hysteria.| They won at last. Without the been? Mot mae tig eat had it ai] ber vagrant thoughts It tan Madeibioae ilme gene oe ee ee iebaién't have been Bill's way to ui mat, Putsitious food His dreams ran on, confused and here helpless. He would pave bones But all these factors would have ie gen: bard at work jong sin er face | been unavailing except for the fight a ste pet Seqervew) “ Was still warm—perhaps life had/ing spirit that her appeai to him ee ; 3 ag passed. se a had awakened and which she had|/ e put her to his breast. | found, full-erown, in her own 1] A Vv Hie heart was beating—slowly, but) They mushed up to the 2, and | D ENTURES d steadily and strong. | Harold stared at them like @ lif oF THE Twi NS — |lems thing as BMll reeled thru the ive Babete mrbens XXVI doorway. Virginia led him to her} i) = = * Ml had not been lying long inert! own cot, then drew the blankets! the snow. Otherwise Virginia over him. And she was not so ex | not bave heard his heart/hausted but that she could con } ping *0 steadily in his breast. | tinue the fight for his recovery || & ; In fact, she was almort to the top Build the fire, to | . @f the ridge when he bad given up.| quickly,” she ordered Harold oe By a He had just drifwd off to sleep|tone was terse, commanding. re when she reached his «ide. jeuriously he leaped to obey > 5 And now he thought he was in| she removed Bill's snow-covered Page 582 the midst of some wonderful, glori-| garments, and as Harold went out A JOKE TURNED ABOUT ous dream. Death was being mere to procure more fuel e put water fal, after all: in the moment of its|on the stove to he Then, . pro qecent it was giving him the image | curing snow, she t to rub Bill's x @f bis fondest dream. It seemed | right t the hand that had been te him that soft, warm arms were | frozen in his effort to grope for the Mout him, thaf his head was pil-|trail. Quick and hard work wes lowed against a tenderness, a holi-| needed to save it Mess passing understanding He Hifold came to her aid, but she 4 giant want the dream to end. it| put him to other work ed | Would in a moment, the darkness|to do this task herself she a Would drop over him; but even for/aroused the woodsman b 1 the breath that it « almost | haif to give him cc Atoned for the full of his |after cup of used up , { a last of their me supply ere were kisses, too. They| It is one of the allar faculties ’ A ‘ came #0 softly, 20 warm, just as he of the human bo@y to recover quic Mr. Crane apologizes for his appearance. a ee ie Ba eB p ck the effects of severe cold Mr. Crampleg Crane made « bow am they fall out of Davy Duck or to ” » Vir ‘ aven coupled with exhaustion his when he saw Nanay and Nick and|Gooxey Gander or Chucky Chicken, me—? | hardships had wrought no lasting or Sid Sparrow or any of the birds, e Phen, so clearly that he could no| organic injury, and the magnificent |DUSKINs. The visitors bowed back |e) Ov... escape from pillowa like ? ger retain the delusion of dream, | recuperative powers of Bill's tough |" Buskins presented the Twins. | your friends, they pall a beeline heard his answer. “Yes—and} body came quickly to his aid. A Mr, Crane apologized for his ap|for our country, the Land-of-Up.in come to save you [midnight he awakened from a long! pearance because he'd just come/the-Air. They come because they Mt was true. Her were | ale holly wlear-headed and f fre f he said, and hadn't | kNow that they can atill be useful.” him; he was ne against |from pain. Wet bandages wer > hile eisthen’ well, eet.” on an “ee Wot dhe Welewe ; p bandag: € Over | had time to change his clothes. He “Oh, well, then,” said Nancy. % 4 ne kis must | his eye had on a big apron, a workman's | guess we'd better go with you at 7 @ been only @ dream that was| He groped and in @ moment/cap, and carried a large pair ofjonce, hadn't we, Buskins?” Worth death to gain. She was at /found Virginia's hands ut an in-| seissors. Buskins said yes, so off they all Work on him now He fe her/stant he held them only; it was| “factory?” exclaimed Nick. “Up started down the road of this queer Git motions; now she was putting !enough to know that she was near.lin the sky! unt In the sky where th Sifiask to his lips. A burning | He realized that he wa ’ ware 10 aco MG ie peated “ oy itn alized that he was out of| yes," nodded the erane. “Does | were to see more magic, It seemed fiquia pow hi nroa | danger now: euch tenderness as 5 that surprise you? Why, we have{to the litth boy afid girl that each | here ensued a moment of inde-|had given him must be forgotter ¢ th 4 n one of the most useful factories in|one of the Fairy Qué@n's Nine Hun- Beibable peace, and then the flask | She was still witting beside his bed,}iairyland. Would you like to gee |dred and Ninety-Nine Kingdoms that 1s put to his lips again. The in-| wrapped in a blanket it they visited grew more Interesting, [Ber forces of hin body, fighting still He started to get up #0 that ah es, thank you,” put In Naney| Nick whispered to Nancy. “Isn't it for his ae ares er he had given | could hi her own cot; but « quick “hut we came to see where | puzzling, tho, why Mother Goose's * W, seized quic upon the warm-)wakened at his motions. Gently!the runaway feathers blow to that|feathera go down, while ours come Sg liquor, forced it into his blood j#he pushed him down But I'm | come up to the aky, so we'd better |up to the sky!’ Sid drove away the frost that was/all right now,” he told her, “I'm| go there first with Buskit Then| Buskins overheard, “Don’t helleve beginning to congeal his life fluide | #leepy—and sore—but I'm trong as we can see your factory on our way everything you hear about Mother Bieady he felt a new stir in his|ever. Let me go to my bed, and) pact SGoone.” said he. “The books are Sipe. He struggled to speak | set_nome sleep.” The erane laughed soberly. “But | wrong.” lot yet the girl whispered. ‘o. Vm not sleepy yet.” that's where the runaway feathers’ (To Re Continued) Don't make any effort yet But the dull tones of her ve mf eon gm uid he. “As soon| (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) EP Bhe gave him more of the liquor.Jeven tho Bill could not see the | — - . - felt strength returning to hi fatigue in her face—belied her —$. $$$ cles. He trie to open his e | Bill laughed, the ame « sharp pain was a swift remind: | laugh that had cheered her so ma Reis bindnca “rim Uund-—” | men, ‘and swung hia ‘ect tothe || GOR essions of a ovie tar No matter, er between he inflamed pre b \floor, “It’s my turn to be nurse I'll save you.” ven | now,” he told her. “Get in quick.”| would not put r But I've had Harold bring some them, One glance at|blankets here and spread them on] CHAPTER LXXII lids, however, told her|the floor,” she objected. “I can go} ybability it was just alto sleep there, when—I’'m—tired lindne from some And I can go to sleep there right to, if you can, The|place. She yielded w his strengtin, | 192 opyrleht, 1, Bea The day came when 1 had recov ered from. the shock of the leopard’s attack; when the fever had left me The bandages were still over my DOES C |8 the surgeon's dorned my cheek nurse was considerably | Jer | when I asked fer to | Sheldwn come up when he | 1 was arrayed in REALLY LOVE a ME? Perry put up one little hand and stroked the cheek of the big | man when he had finished the onion story, The big man him-| self, heartily, “What's the matter, Peggity?” daddy asked, “Story too deep for you?’ “I don't think ft ts a funny story,” she answered, “I think most all of the stories ‘bout litth early-day children do be sad.” “You dof the big man ex- claimed in surprise. “Well, now, Miss Peery, I have another one which I am sure you won't find sad and daddy, were laughing “When T went in to Olympla to | take that printing Job I was about as ‘country’ ax @ boy could be. Everything IT had on was home made, Father made my heavy shoes, and from my home-knit socks up, my dear overworked mother had made my clothes; carded the wool, spun the thread. woven the cloth, cut and sewed the garments and sewed them without @ machine, too. “So when the editor saw me, he sald to himself: “what In the world can T do with a boy as green as that! and he was very snippy and horrid “But he judged me by my ap ee * georgette negiigee made gay with charming decorations of organdie flowers. I was bolstered up by bright pillows on a chaise-longue arid fingering some of Clasy's roses when he entered. “May!” cried Cissy, and he came and stood at my side and took my hand. ‘4s it so bad? 1 didn’t imag ine it would be like th When will these white things come off? “Next week—we hope! aster still] 1 was feeling depressed and I efore the| didn't try to conceal my feelings: urprised But — perhap. Cissy — 1’! look Mr. Cyrus | better with the bandages—on!" called “You mean oars? agtt white 4 nodded, then explained) say. [7s 4 OR A) but Peggy looked grave. | didn’t try to find out whether I knew anything, and right there, Peggy, right there he I wasn't so pearance, and made a mistake. | green as I looked, “ ‘Boy,’ he sniffed, ‘Go up to the | other printing office and get me a | quart of imposing stone." “Now an imposing stone ts a | marble slab two inches thick, 30 | inches wide and 90 inches long, and it is laid in on a heavy table, fastened with heavy, metal corners and braces. And I | knew it. “But off T went. TI stepped up to the printer in the other office up the street and said I had been sent to get @ quart of imposing stone, “Ho, grinned and yourself.” “'May I? I asked. “ ‘Sure,’ he nodded “I went to the door and Iucktly saw a big dray passing with sev- eral men on it ‘Want a job” T called, and we lifted the stone—table and all, and | drove off with it. “I went back to the office, “ ‘Get it? asked the snippy edl- tor. "Yon sir,’ T said, “And he never sent me on an- other fool's errand.” plaster said, ‘Help unless I'm more lucky than T expect to be! the studio talk about may be true?” “You mean- blindness We are possible.” “No! Not It can't be | “I think not sure, It's not tm- You beautiful true!" Ms we had better get used to the idea, Clesy I'm not crying about it yet, I'm notresigned, I'in not looking for the w I'm just |trying to face the situation with— with—courage!™ The poor boy walked the floor as restiessiy aa old Galree had paced | her cage under the epell of the for sat mighty thing’ AFTER You cut OVER PASSED, DON'T SLACK YP ANDO FRONT OF A PERS ON— KEEP oN GOING HAVE (nt (y “You're so young! long! You now. Oh, It can't be, girl! ber were a flower—and And life is s It can’t “Tut what if it is™ I expected him t o say that we would make the best of it, he and 1, together, as man ai loved me, that > was to say, whatever th beauty But Cissy Sheldon, temperament, his arms Slowly I me with the cracked box realized scrateh I was an imperfect piece, Classy Sheldon had no use whatever for imperfection, Never had I sald that I would marry him-and for that I was glad “dm unstrupgy aid not and comfort me. nd wife. If ne what he ought e future of my . of the artistic take me in that he classed ed auto and the dd can't bear} to seo you this way! A sick room always upsets me! Forgive—my nerves—little girl!" “You poor boy I khew he didn’t mean to be hor- rid. He was temperamental to the nth degree. He was almost as hy terical as I. In spite of my ban- daged eyes, I could feel his mood, < just as I can feel a storm an hour before it breaks. “Run along home, dear boy!" T suggested, “I've loved your flowers so, Cissy, And all your inquiries! And those nice letters! But I'm tired, boy! So tired! Run alon I'l see you again, maybe, in a day or two! Or I will write to youm» providéd I do see again.” I held out both hands to him, Cissy took them, kissed them, and whispered to them: “Exquisite little hands! So daintyl: So perfect!” (To Be Continued |