The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 3, 1922, Page 13

FRIDAY, FI THE SEAT JE STAs OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN , THE OLD HOM@ TOWN BY STANLEY WELL.GOTO"HE \/ALL RIGHT DEAR® ST THERE THEY GO LETS Hope HE Ne S IS 3 GARLAND “IHEATRE:| JUST So IT ISN'T H CLYDE, AN’ THEY'Re|] BROUGHT A BETTE! Sls SS THEY'RE SHOWING [| THAT MOVIE NEXT [] LEAVING TH'CANDY }] LINE OF SWEETS IS ANOTHER MOVIE oF }{ TO THE BAKERY=|] ou INH! OPEN!: H THAN AT LAST Box DART oR © COURTNEY PLASTER} (T ALWAYS SMELLS/! welLL BUMP OFF HOF JAW-WARMERS BOS— WE AND I THINK HE // OF DOUGHNUTS IN || "THOSE BON BONS AN/] IT LOST A GOLD nasa \s mga THERE, AND THEY || tf CHE puTsS UPA /4 FILLING TRYIN’ TO eae RELY ON THE GUM] | WAIL WE CAN “Toss| et eat UNDER THE SEATS] | TH’ BLAME OW PMA PEUCLES (Continoed From Page 1D | “Tooke like some of Brad Steet | TO HOLD THE ALVIN, WW Kip! I; me “Treckon you come by it honest. Bm) man's amooth work admitted eens | always acted like he was God Al/ Dave. “If he could work yore father | | mighty to sign a retin: “Where ts he? What's become of| Fire flickered in her eye, “He'd him?" she crted, ought to know Dad better | “Is yore paw missin’? I'm right] “Tha'y right too. But Brad needs | ; \ i “WW! | & bg yd sorry to hear that,” the cowpuncher | them water.toles in his bus eountered with suave frony. He was! Without ‘em he loses role eager to be gone, His glance fol-| Round Top range, He might take lowed Doble, who was moving slowly a crack at turning the screws on » You're excited, Miss. You go home! Emerson Crawford is . down the street, {yore father.” s The girl's face, white and shintng| “You don't think—*' She stopped, | ; 5 fm the moonlight, leaned out of the to fight back a sob that filled her! f i , buggy toward the retreating vaque- | soft throat. | d = f y az 3 ro. “Don't you dare hurt my father!| Dave was not sure what he ; e- (7B, lp WY o Don't you dare! he warned, The | thought, but he answered cheerfully | yj Shaan Yjyz Y words choked tn her tense throat. [and instantly. “No, I don't reckon | ‘ 4e : V I] ag ame wlll, A Vg Shorty continued to back away.| they've dry-gulched him or anything. | ‘ it ae inh = A) | ion Vit lif tf ‘an’ think It over reasonabi¢. You'll enough husky citixe He be'sorry you talked thie way to me,” |either be shot or rough-housed in he said with anctuous virtue, Then,/town without some one hearin’ the swiftly, he turned and went strmad-|neise. What's more, it wouldn't be dling down the walk, his spurs Jing. | Ueir play to injure him, but to forve 16) ting music as he moved. @ relingulshment Quickly Dave gave directions to) “That's true. You believe that, his friend. “Duck back into the res-/¢on't yout" Joyce cried eageriy, | taurant, Rob. Get a pocketful of dry Sure I do.” 4 Dave discov: | rice from the Chink. Trail those «red that his argument or his hopes birds to their nest and find where | had for the moment convinced him. “Now the question is, what's to be done?" | “Yes," she admitted, and the tremor of his Ups told him that she depended upon him to work out the problem. His heart swelled with glad pride at the thought | Ss. poe) JME ISS GILBERT HARDLY — GETS A LOOK-IN ON THE = CANDY HER 'STEADY BRINGS PROF, HIGGINBOTTOMS FAMOUS ANIMAL SHOW LEFT TOWN SOMETIME DURING “THE NIGHT | “That man who jus’ passed ts my) —————__. sahil te | trend.” be told her, | "He's trallin' | punchere must ‘a gunned bir acct DOINGS OF THE DUFFS Mrs. Duff Entertains at Bride at due Shorty ake as not we'll | denta How would that story lleten find out what's stirrir in court? * q bass ee parted Or kota | “Al right... Wheaties yore pee GUESS I'LL KNock OFF] CITS YouR DEAL |" "No, you go home. This fe a man's | eT then?” asked Bob, THIS AFTERNOON AND | MES OMIT BETTER BE job. Se a I find out anything I'll Pei oon ont poling Say we scout GO HOME AND ENJOY | begs ba Vy oY BEFORE MR. Dur! let you know.” “You'll come, no matter what time lof night it is,” she pleaded. | “Yes,” he promined THE FAMILY - ~ 7 GETS HOME! > . 1 ) | } ey r proached worming t ¢ a wide cireuit and ap © house from the rear elr way thru the Indian Her firm little hand rested a mo. |T4ss toward the back door, Dave ment in his brown palm, “I'm de. | Cfept forward and tried the door. It = pending on you,” she murmured in| ¥** | The window was latched la whisper lifted to a low wail by a| #"d the blind lower He drew back oer ont per pol me opts a 3, 4 ' ‘© chance there,” he hixpered. v CHAPTER VI “How about the r anked Hart “Don't you dare hurt my father"|~ By Way of a Window |, pas Wak Geeattnee barnes Sota - . os © trall of rice led down Miesion bow wo jutted she warned. “Don't you dare. Street. turned at Junipere, crossed | NO light ieued from either of them they roost. Then stick around tke! into an alley, and trickled along « ae bebo t P a burr. Scatter rice behind you. and | @usty road to tho outskirts of the TH rift along later. First off, I got frontier town, to stay and talk with Misa Joyee. The responsibility Joyce had put Yee And, my, take along a rope. Might upon him uplifted Dave. He had fol need it” lowed the horserace gamblers to A moment Iater Hart was tn the town on a purely selfish undertaking. | 00! * restaurant commandeering rice and| But he had been caught in a crom around his bead to get the feel of Sanders was lifting his dusty hat to | current of fate and was being swept) the throw the young woman in the busry. into dangerous waters for the sake| The rope snaked forward and up. “If Ll can he’p you any, Milas | of another. |mettiod gracefully over the chim Sayer,” he sald. | Doble and Miller were small fich | ney, and tightened round it close » WHEOS YA Beneath dark and @elicate brows tn the swirl of thin more desperate |to the shingles ? ghe frowned at him. “Who are you?” venture. He knew Steelman by| Dave slipped off hiv high-heeled » GOIN ALEK “Dave Sanders my name is. I reck-| sight and by reputation. The boy |boots and went up hand over hand, nm you never heard tell of me. I| had never met anyone who no im-|using his feet against the rough punch cows for yore father.” | pressed him with a sense of ruthless| adobe walls to help in the ascent Her luminous, hazel-brown eyes|rapacity. He was adidactous and) when he came to the eaves he steadied tn his, read the honesty of | deadly in attack, but always be cov. | threw alee up and clambered to his simple, boyi#h heart. ered his tracks cunningly. Suspect-!tn. roof In another moment he “You heard what I sald to thatied of many crimes, he had been a whirl at * hin partner ec tophand with a rope ber arranged the whirled the loop FRECKLES abe AND HIS FRIENDS GEE, MY POP WOULD NEVER LET ME Gow AN ANA CUGUTA STE Tr BETCHA ny oF was huddled against the chimney man?" [Proved guilty of none waiting for his compan “Part of {t.” | _A soft, low whintle stayed his feet.) ne non as dart had joined him “Well, it's true. I know ft ts, but | From behind a greasewood bush Bob! ).. nutied up the rome wed 1 I can't prove it.” jrose and beckoned him. Dave tip-| 0° PO dune chimnen Hart, moving swiftly down the | toed to him | “You stay here while I see what'x etreet, waved a hand at his friend| “The ‘dobe house over to the as he passed. Without turning his | right,” said Bob. “I been up and|%In’.” Dave proposed attention from Joyce Crawford, Dave | tried to look in, but they «ot cur Dave moved down the to the acknowledged the signal | tains drawn. I would've like to ‘ve nearest dormer. The house, he “How do you know ttt }ween how many genta are present. | Judeed, had originally bel 1 to a well-todo Mexican fami Inter been rebullt upon American thick adobe walls had and had “Steelman's men have been watch. | Nothin’ doin’. It's a strictly private tng our house. They were hanging party.” @round at different times day before| Dave told him what he had learned | ideas. yesterday. This man Shorty was|from the daughter of Emerson Craw. | come down from the earlier own one.” fort. but the roof had been put “Any especial reason for the feud) “Might make a gather of boys and an om tute for the flat to break out right now?” | raid the joint,” suggested Hart of its firet incarnation The range-rider was wearing plain|*¥ to find out what thane voices os with @ gun in| Meht tell him? It might be that | Ume was of the essence of his con tract te what had be f Emerson Crawford. He de to look for his information on the “Father was going to prove mp on| “Rad medicine, Bob. Our work's @ claim this week—the one that takes | got to be smoother than that. How shiny leather cba fm the Tularosa water-holes. You|do we know they got the old man|an open holster tied at the bottom know the trouble they've had about a prisoner there’ What excuse we/to facilitate quick action He drew it—how they kept breaking our got for attacktin’ a peaceable houne? | out revolver, te eC fences to water their sheep and cat-|A friend of mi brother onct got|leely, and restored i to tie. Don’t you think maybe they’re|shot up makin’ @ similar mistake. | its y first Noor | ye trymg to keep him from proving | Maybe Crawford's there, Maybe ngerly He tested the window of| His foot left the last tread and up?” ain't. Say he t#, All right. here working at it from the | found the une ed floor. He * * “Maybeso. When did you ere him | some gun-play back and. forth like his body would not be hand ' 4, toward last?” jas not. A b’ittm’ of men pour ov anybody who pened ind which he heard nev ar. OF By Ma bel Cle x ——— ee Page 590 THE COASTING PARTY ° (Chapter 2) Grandmother nodded her head, | sleigh and horses and pulled amiling, “I remember that cow | U* "UP. “Mot a t t ve had can waahe | Mother came out after we had aes “thea | , ‘Go on,” begged David, “then! gown one time, ald said: after that comes University and| «Children, I do wish you Her tp trembled. “Night before (the place. We go in and find t Yast. After supper he started for the|old man with a bullet r Cattleman’s Club, but he never got thru his forehead. Wel there.” 'too bad! In the rookus his ADVENTURES . OF THE Twi m withir hed. H s eye to the keyhole, aw a narrow segment Ad Miller was sitting his elbows on the it gave way heart of the cowpuncher beat | ba Another man, one not visible with excitement. In the sha-|to the cowpuncher, was announcing darkness of that room death lurking, its hand already ehed toward him. He p ustoming his eyes and giving an order. p the horses, Shorty is neck bowe d he » the | won't s All right. I'll get the durn fool up in the hills and show made obt presently that {t| him whether he will or won't.” he had mnd ‘The door was ajar, but nobody was |in his craw.” Shorty was speaking. n the room. He too was beyond the range of Dave eased himself over the # in and waited for a moment while gone shrieking and squealing was a bedroom with sloping ceiling I could ‘a’ told Seneca; how far did you go?" would coast on First st.; it's so “We went," the lady maid, “att| much safer, Second st. is too steep. It is really dangerous.’ “But just like children of today, Dave's vision. “Em Crawford wo the way to Marion—but there | sign unless he's a mind to.” . > | weren't any other hones, I think, | necause she only said she ‘wish jatened, the revolver in his hand. “Ta my advice, Brad. Collect It seemed to him that he could hear kid, an’ you'll sure have Em || except the Paynes—aN the rest | ed we would,’ we went right on a faint murtm of v but he tied le sete he orld an’ all » the bare plank floor, slid thru the | then,” predicted Miller. |] tng to be sold for other people's! est, most dangedous hill we could and stopped to take| “Are we fightin’ kids?" the squat||} homes, The stores, you see, were | find. stock of his surroundings puncher wanted to, know \f down about the mill on First st; “Down we went aguin and He was at the head of a stairway Did I ask your hdvice, Shorty?” again, and came back to laugh which ran down to the first floor | inquired Steelman acidly |] or Commercial. 1 oh SUkp sad ‘eaten. adc a f ¢ and tease around the and itself in the darkness of he range-rider grumbled an ine “Well, to go back to the coast:| PP" s ove the ban Het answe ave d ponsire. the hall, Leaning over {he bai ith wor, Dave did not make |] ing party, that night Jt was cold;| °°! ter, he listened intently for any |out th 1 his inte: in . eg imanie Then, nobody knew how or ch colder than any weather to| sign of life below. Hoe was sure| the conv abruptly ce jf, much ¢ r than any weather to! Sry it happened, almost at the now that he heard the sound of| For from upstairs there came the ich Seattle children were a>} ottom of the hill, and almost at low voices behind a cloned door. sudden sounds of trampling feet, of The cowpuncher hesitated. Should | thrashing to and fro in confi x y?| revolver barked its sinister m down at once and| (Continued »med | the end of the evening a bobsled ut we didn’t care, We} ‘left the track,’ the boy who was steering pitched forward and struck his head against a stump. | “We carried him into the hous up and kept us warm when we! o¢ vir, Payne, and all frightened, got back to the top of the hill.) all trying to talk at once, and all he first night we coasted, we| half sick at the horror of it, we walked up the hill, but the next | Vulted to. bear how seriously he } was hurt night a man came out with his| (To Be Continued) kek hin he stop to Suddenly all three of them drifted toward an opening in @| Or should he « ee a. Naricy, hold. | gions beyond. They passed Balloon ° Sgn) ‘Polly and Paul—and Paris By Zoe Beckley ing on to her’ little dandelion para-| Land, and off in the distance they (Copyright, 1922, by The Seattle Star) lore the upper ste gathered wood and built a huge bonfire, which brightened things | chute with both bands. “I feel just could see the city of Balloonatick like a bird.” Then Kite Land, and Soap Bubble “It's better than a flying ma-| Land, Feather I and the Land of chine,” called Nick, who was drifting Everything, one after the other went far away by this time, hanging onto by like ‘it might be bossing a movie com. | heart .that Somebody had come loors in a building that you CHAPTER fl—IF SOMEBODY CARED av! 58 a elevato: They a i — p ony his own tiny umbrel re we avia- | pass in an water, They saw & pany or going out ‘on location’, lust who was Her Kind! “e e quee ce he ad visit ” F , i y ie he felt # ¢ there a 7 » | 3, tors now, Mr. Buskins? the queer a they had visited t BEGIN HERE TODAY Yet she’ felt sure th w n gesture the roast turkey. ‘“The,Paul Dawson didn't love stoves, Polly smiled her prettiest smile.| Somebody who liked the things sl whouted Buskins In reply. fore on their adventures in the Land-| pot loned Saran gressive quality in Charlie Brij West's ‘t for enamored of the | “You love adventure | liked. 5 men, | overmuch, ‘nor w: § earn him a m n per | You'll do we with the Vol no | problema of combustion and centr | Paul saw sympathy and a bit of! Somebody who could laugh 1 garments before this | Heating Co, ms & Brady are fine | heating | Wistfulness in he smile. One of her and be serious with her on and supple-waisted Paul had | fellows to work with, A corking| ‘It must have been mighty Inter. |those swift understandings flashed /casion—not like Charlie Briggs, Ha | got round to his life-work and start-|t oncern and going to get big jesting she said later when they tween them-—-a sort of Lean-see. | alw said, “Aw, cut the high GO ON WITH THE STORY Jed doing it. {They'll treat you right, Have an-|were in Bertha's proud “drawing | ¥« emy-kind-of-person message.|stuff,” or “Why speak of lo aj her sister Bert's party “LT just nked myself out of a other bit of dark meat—atta boy; the | room" and the others had been talk | But all he answered w “Ob, yes; Whenever she mentioned a book , first met ,ul Dawson, |soft job,” he was saying to Polly's|cook won't think you appreciate her|ing interminably of the advantages | with a little half shrug. | pla an/that F rigor 1 slenderly strong, | brother-in-law as the four sat at din.|art 1¢ you don't.” of Lester Falls and the heating com-| Polly understood, He didn't want} How wonderful it would be, was tall @ pox ocr of uhiny (her in Bertha's well-appointed house,| Polly loved Paul's smile as he, pany—your working on a New York /it to get round Lester Falls that he| Polly, as @ bell somewhere far Air, t they were going en. | of-Up-in that we “Only you can’t guide yoursely But don’t be frightened, your little) And no tar knows where it is taking you— think tha Just hold on and be patient.” another one Up they sailed, the three of them,| They t so high they began to up and down and up, over the orch- fear that perhaps they were going to ‘ ard, over the house (it looked now 1) tw like a playhouse with wooden chim three of Reyn, 0 far below it was), aver the opening in a ve were delighted to wtly-t to have he bump into the sun, when sudden! them drifted toward large cloud, and| He and the river and the pond. They |floated thru. Instantly they knew | with crisp lalt tite tee od a| “became I liked it too well. It never |passed his plate, noted his strong: |newspapert” |was a wild fellow or a rolling stone, | rang midnight, if Paul should re making straight for the blue|they were in a new and strange | golden oak, doeluiet bie ©) wautd have Jed to anything, ‘The op-|looking, well-kept hand and the neat| He turned such an eager look upon |Bertha’s banker husband wouldn't |to eare for fer... : fy and its white clouds, just as they country, for the opentr cloned be- | Jolly, boy sniping vance noted that his| portunities are all out here in the|compliment he made to Bertha on \her that she knew she had touched like it. Or the Volcano Heating Co,| What a soft, sweet bell! a Bad done in thelr little appletree |hind them and the cloud was no) | Polly's allie HANG jeautifully cut |smaller places, Horace Greeley was | her housekeeping Ja vibrant chord. |People had such a way of exagger'}| She had never noticed it before, - tevator. longer e cloud, but & beautiful green jclothes Aree Ue tty pressed. 60 | right!” | “hut despite his enthusiastic re| “I'N say it wast he smiled away |ating things. She wondered if Paul heard it ses Finally they poked thru the very |land full of tres and flowers piecing soisg ayer tice wind, | "You betcha life he was," assented [sponses to Bertha's husband, Polly |his slang. “Most fun of any work] ‘Chat night Polly lay awake a long (To Be Continued) nued) anna Tet paces . ry he added boyishly, | time with a warm feeling round her! (Copyright, 1922, by Seatule PU but still they (To Be t their host, attacking with # large|felt’ that this competent-appearing | 1 know. Unless, 922, by 4 | Clouds themselves e ( Went on up into the mysterious re-| (Copyright, 1 cattle Star) |from Charlie Bri