The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 8, 1922, Page 11

= it r. > , J WEDNESDAY, FEBRI DAVE SANDERS, young cowpuncher for the D Rar Lazy It outfit, accom- panted by ROB HART, AD MILLER GEORGE DOBL, DUG DORL they meet JOYCR CRAWFORD, daughter of EMBRSON CRAWFORD, their employer, who has been kidnaped by Miller, Dodie, SHORTY and other henchmen of RAD STESLMAN, rival rancher, Sanders and Hart rescue Craw- ford, but Sanders is badly hurt In the fight, After being nursed back to health by Joyee, Sanders hax a brush with Dug Doble and comes out on top, Then Sanders leaves for Denver, still in pursuit of George Doble and Miller, His funds run out, but he is employed by HENRY B. WEST to help GARRISON take a trainioad of cattle to Denver. Garrison's leg ts acci- @entally broken en route, Now go on with the story. . The conductor stopped the train. ‘With the help of the crew Da . half-brother of their foreman, who have stolen Sanders’ pet pony, Chiquita. In Malapl passed, He sat down on the steps THE OUR BOARDING HOUS * Were" NANCY" (TS Too LATE Now Bus! DROP “THAT FISH !! GRAB A VASE You DUMS AN’ SPREAD 'TON NANCY! AN' rr’b ONLY SINK AN! DROWN AKIYWAY IF Y‘DID GET IT BACK! elbaicieisieetacaans ger ae —— You any USI TH’ RIGHT KIND OF BAIT TO CATCH “THAT NIBBLER BUS ! WHOEVER HEARD OF CATCHIN' A FISH WITH A PILLOW 2 SEATTLE NANCY GOT TH FAH-TAIL. FISH! ‘ST FISH IS FULL OF HOLES|| THIS TIME = BUS GAVE FT TO MRS. HOOPLE ON HER BIRTHDAY « (T USED" BE SUCH COMPANY FoR HER, BUT Now THAT HER HUSBAND 1S BACK ASHE WON'T MISS FT STAR BY AHERN e Y » THE OLD HOME TOWN got Garrigon back to the caboose. There was no doubt that the leg was brok- | @m. It was decided to put the injured " man off at the next station, send him back by the up train, and wire West that Dave would see the cattle got thra ail right. This was done. Dave got no more sleep that night. He had never been buster tn his lite Before morning broke haif the calv@ ‘were unable to keep their feet. Th enly thing to do was to reload. He went to the conductor and ) asked for a sifting. The man run- " ning the train was annoyed, but he “Al right. We'll after a while and I'll put you on it, be promise. Half an hour later the train rum- bled merrily past a siding without ng. Dave walked back alon, Foot to the caboose. told the trainman. “Couldn't stop there. A freight be ‘ind us has orders to take that to Jet the Limited pans.” he sald glibly. Dave suspected he was lying, but he could not prove it. He asked where the next siding was, “A little ways down,” said a brake | reload. Cattle suffering and dying. | souri mule.” man, ‘The puncher mw his left eyelid @roop in a wink to the conductor. He knew now that they were “stalling” for time, The end of their run lay only thirty miles away. They had no intention of losing two or three hours’ time while the cattle were re. | me.” said the Iatter to the cowboy. /the other to the conductor. Young Sanders felt keenly hin tn. ‘They were taking ad- ‘vantage of him because he was a boy. He did not know what to do. fle had a right to insist on a siding, but} % was not his business to decide which one. The train refed past ancther sid ing and into the yards of the division town. At once Dave hurried to the Mation. The conductor about to take charge of the train was talking with the one just leaving. The range ider caw them look at him and laugh he approached. His biood began warm. “We've just passed a siding,” he) and put bis brains at work. There | must be a way out, if he could only find what it was, The next station was fifteen miles down the line, Be fore the train stopped there Dave knew exactly what he meant to do. | Hoe wrote out two menmges. One was to the division superintendent, | The other was to Henry B. West. He had swung from the steps of he caboose and was_in the station | before the conductor, “I want to send two telegrams,” he told the agent. “Here they are all ready, Rush ‘em thru. I wan The wire to the railroad official read: “Conductor freight number 17 re fuses me siding to reload stock in my charge, Cattle down and dying. | Serve notice herewith I put respon | ibility for all loss on railroad. Will |leave cars in charge of train crew. “DAVID SANDERS, “Representing West Cattle Company.” | ‘The other message was just as dt rect. | “Conductor refuses me aiding to Have wired division superintendent Will refuse responsibility and) leave train unless siding given me. “DAVE SANDERS.” ‘The conductor caught the eye of the agent. “rl send the wires when I get “You'll send ‘em now—right now,” announced Dave. “Say, are you the president of the road?” bristied the agent. “You'll lose yore job within forty. eight hours if you don’t send them | telegrams now, I'll see to that per. jsonal.” Dave leaned forward and |looked at him steadily. The conductor spoke te the agent. nodding his bead insolently toward |Dave. “Young. man - heap - swelled - | head,” he introduced him. But the agent hed had a erara Mh was bis job at stake, not the com ductors, He eat down sulkity and sent the measages. ‘The conductor read his er@ers and C\ , ie 7] “ JN ancy, HE House CAT, HAS A REPAST OF GOLDFISH ==- PINOCHLE CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE SOUTH SIDE OF MAIN STREET WAS SETTLED OQUYSIDE THE WEEKLY CLARION OFFICE TODAY ~/}__ > Easing It Over Gently MY, | WANTED To GET one! Hy A had failed filled him with rage. | “Say, for half a cent I'd kick you |into the middle of next week," he DOINGS OF THE DUFFS WERE You |aaid, between clamped teeth. YES,1 WENT | | SUPPOSE NO, WE WERE mat hie sisadily. “De you resben SODAY wiewmy?| DOWN with | YOU went | SHOPPING AND | | MRS. LEE BOUGHT ONE AND {] any | hint would be quite mafe™ he waked | : “} MRS LEE TO THE ,. | SAW SOME OF THE 1 mildly. : MATINEE P ‘That was a question the conductor had been asking himeelf, Ile did not |know. A good many cowboys car Tied six-shooters tucked away on their jample persona | “You're more obstinate than a Mis the ralircad man ea ploded. “I don't have to put up with you, and I won'tr Mar | The agent came out from the sta tien waving two ali of paper. “Heard from the super,” he called. One wire waa addressed to Dave, Dave PRETTIEST HATS- THEY WERE JusT STUNNING! + = as read: “Am tnstrocting conductor to put you on siding and place train crew | under your orders to reload.” | Beneath was the signature of the |! superintendent. et - — | The conductor flushed purple as | edge of town,” explained Dave, “The be read the orders sent by his eu- | stockyards engine didn't show up.” perior. “Consigned to us™ | | ‘Well, be stormed at Dave, “What “To the Denver Terminal Stock: | do you want? Spit ft out? yards Company.” “Ri th . un me on the siding. I'm gonna ne ee a / take the calves out of the cars and i Ue ‘em on the feed-racks above.” brane Cattle Company and Henry Wert.” “How're you goin’ to get ‘em apt “Elbow 2 | “All right, I'M take care of ‘em.*| “If you think IM tarmm my erew | The clerk turned tuck to his friend. | Into freight elevators becanse some His manner dismissed the cowpunch — - Sa. —ANO THEN THEY PASS CAWS CiKke tTeHaT!! KR, TRG, I WANT To TSUL YOu TRAT In THIS COUNTRY PERSONAL UBERTY ISA IOKS — TAKS (T FROM ME Seattle _ + rr \e “I want you to run this train on’ siding,” he said at once. 3 “You the train dispatcher? asked the new man satirically. lked to the door. “Number 17 leaving. AM aboard.” he called back insolently. “You know who I am IM gay! “I'm stayin’ here til! I hear from right now that the cattle on thia| th? superintendent,” answered Dave train are suffering. Some won't last|Matly. “You leave an’ you've got another hour. I'm goin’ to reload.” | them cattle to look out for. They'll “Are you? I guess not. This train’s | >* im yoré care.” going out soon as we've changed en-|_ The conductor swaggered out and ines, and that'll be in about seven|@*¥* the signal to go. The train minutes.” | drew out from the station and dis- “Tl not go with It” appeared around a curve in the “Suit yourself,” sald the officer|tTack. Five minutes later {t backed fauntily, and turned away to talk |!2.4eain. The conductor was furious uh the ether man. | “Get aboard here, you hayseed, if Dave walked to the dispatcher’s|YOU're soln’ to ride with mef he office. The cowpuncher stated his | ele. as stated his/ "Dave was sitting on the platform “Fix that op with the train con.| Whittling a stick. His back was com @uctor,” suid the Aispatcher. “He | fortably resting against « truck. Ap- ean have a siding whenever he w: parently’ he bed Hot Beard. “ . ¢ Wants |The conductor strode up to him “But he won't gimme one.” and looked down at the lank boy. “Not my business.” | “Say, are you comin’ or ain't you?” “Whose business is ith og shouted. The dispatcher got busy over his| “Talkin’ to me?™ Dave looked up charts. Dave became aware that he| With amiable eurpriss, “Why, no, ‘Was going to get no satisfaction here, , not ff you're in a hurry. I'm waitin’ He tramped back to the platform.|to hear from the superintendent.” “All aboard,” sang out the con-| The conductor had a reputation as ductor. a bully, He had intended to override Dave, not knowing what else to' this young fellow by weight of age, o, swung on to’the caboose as it authority, and personality. That he Ey Ere anwess ote, TWINS They all turn into fairies Buskins took the Twins on more the smells of nice things to ent. Journeys to the Land-of-Up-in-the-Air| Would you like to take a trip with by means of the apple-tree elevator, ,;me to fhe Land-of-Good-Smelis? To fool eattieman didn’t know bow to/¢r. “And she mys to me, ‘I'd love load right—" | to go with you, Mr, Edmonds; you “Maybe you've got a kick comin’, | dance like an angel.’ Then I myer—" I'l not my you havent. Put thie) “When?” interrupted Dave calm’ la an emergency. I'm willing to pay) “I says,” ‘You're wome little kidder,’ good money for the time they help | and—* |me.” Dave made no reference to| “When? | the telegram in his hand. He was gtv| ‘The man who danced ike an angel Ing the conductor a chance to mave| turned halfway round, and looked at his face. the cowboy over his shoulder, He “Oh, well, that's different. IM put }was irritated. it up to the boys.” | “When what? he snapped ‘Three hours later the wheals were! “When you goin’ to onload my once more moving eastward. Dave | stock?" had bad the calves roped down to| “In the morn fe | the feed-racks above the cara. | “No, sir. You'll have ft done right now. That stock hag been more’n | two days without water.” The Night Clerk Gets Bosy Pronte, “I'm not responsible for that.” | ‘The stars were out long before| “No, but you'll be responsible tf Dave's train drew Into the suburbs! the train ain't onloaded now,” sald of Denver. It crawled tnterminably | Dave. thru equalld residence sections, ware | “It CHAPTER XT wont burt ‘em to walt til! | Rouse, and small manutactories | morning.” |] bana. | the boys begun to wonder why we coming to a halt at last in a wilder.) “That's where wrone. 7 wntted | ‘ ness of tracks on the border of a| They're eufterin’. AN of ‘em are allt a et ee eee eee ee small, narrow stream flowing slug: | now, but they won't all be by mo'nin ship. And at last it came they wondered, and they asked gishly between wide banka cut in the |if they ain't tended to.” | “‘ahnd now,’ my sweetheart) each other if it were possible a | clay, “Guow I'l take a chanes on that, | paid, ‘the house ts furnished; I| mistake had been made about the | Davaswung down from the caboone and looked round tn the dim light for | replied the clerk impudently, |the stockyards engine that was to| “Not none,” announced the pick up his cars and run them to the|from Arizona “You'll get unloading pens, He moved forward | pronto.” |thru the mud, searching the semi-| “Say, darkness for the switch engine. It| yours?” | was nowhere to be seen. | Dave caught at the gate of the He returned to the caboom ‘The! railing which was between him and conductor and brakemen were just/the night clerk: He could not find leaving. jthe combination to open it and “My engine's not hera Some one | therefore vaulted over. He caught since you say it’s my responsibility,” man busy fs this my business or like. Where are the stockyards?”| collar and Jounced bim up and down Sanders anked. | hard in his chair. The conductor was a amal, middle | “You're asleep,” to get along with everybody he could. | mabe plain talk.” | He had distinctly refused to pick up| The clerk looked up out of a white, | hia predecessor's quarrel with Dave. | frightened face. “Say, don't do that. Now he stopped and scratched his/I «ot heart trouble.” he said in a head. | Voloe dry as a whisper. “Too bad. Cant you go upt | “What about that onloadtn’ propo Stout Street midnight.” Last one goes about) Presently the clerk, with a lantern [in his hand, was going across to the gave up. with the clerk to be wakened at noon Outside the drag-store he just had) When the bell rang, it seemed to time to catch the last mtockyards car.|him that he had not been asleep five He ntepped forty-five minutes later | minutes. into an office in which sat two men| After he had eaten at the stock. | with their feet on a desk. The one yards hotel he went out to have a in hig shirt-sleeven was a smug, bald-|jook at his stock must ‘a’ slipped up on his job, looks the clerk back of the neck by the| he explained. “1) aed man who made it his business | got to waken you up before you can | the lau t * SO have kitchen; I have bought a table and | chairs, and two beds—what more watched and wandered, the bride could any wife ask? bufltin shelves in the "So the day was set for the wedding. "In Olympia there was at that time an old cannon and the young! before the wood men wero very fond of firing it, to celebrate all sorts of big oo | hearth, and without any joking or casions, "And as our wedding was about first one in the territory, they hed and told Mr. Bigelow they wet ‘ar Story Fook.” Page 594 WHEN THEIR SHIP CAME IN Mra. Bigelow looked at Mother.| were going to salute the bride if she thought perhaps | when she came into town. David and Peggy might not be tn-| terested in the part of tim story | still, but he bad no notion of hav- about the wedding, and mid: “Weddings were very simple af-| fashion. faim in Washington im 1854; we | were not yet a state; we had no and when we came In to Olympia, railroads, and only the lttlest| the boys were ready to greet us stores and had to depend on the at the road leading into town. The alow shipe which came only once | cannon was loaded, the speeches in a while for anything to wear. were prepared, and all sorts of “I bought a Mitte white lawn with @ lavender dot for my wed-| were waiting for us. digg rem, and made 4t al by “Mr. Bigelow smiled and kept | Ing me greeted in any such noisy “Bo he quietly cut a new pafh, teasing and good-natured joking “It grew later and later and date of the wedding. “And while they waited and | had come softly thru the still | woods, thru the new"path eut by | ber young husband's own hands. “The young husband had knelt he had made ready and lit the fire on their own teasing, or firing cannons, to spoil the beauty of it, we begun our home right here in Olympia, 68 years ago this winter,” tae Go Poll: upon whistl from Polly and Paul—and Paris CHAPTER VI—“YOU ARE’ MY WORLD” ON WITH THE STORY y and hgr husband leaned the rail the great ship, jo wscream, slowly moved out the pier, Grimy dockhands He fopnd that\shouted, flung ropes and ran to and | }ago in the pretty ghurch at Lester Falls, and such a honeymoon! Of Aunt Sue, stern to the last, and full of | warnings about “that wicked Paris,” | | but affectio: ate and dependable, And |of her mother, whose love she knew | {would follow her everywhere, thru every joy and sorrow—tho sor- ger’s think! “Look at ft, dear, that skyline! | How can buildings be so tall and not fail over? See the way the sun flashes on the windows, and, oh, |Paul, look at that church steeple “Yep—fine little town, New York. | But wait till you see Paris, my own don't mean in convenfences—they'’ve “But I mean the life—the people— the way they look at things and un- derstand things. They know how to live, believe me! And everything's |so beautiful—the great open spaces, |the parks and gardens and boule- vards and palaces, And the shops boyish laugh and put his ps close to her ear, “Love you, Mousie? You are my world... . I can't tell you here how I love you, the people might get pes sonal. Come on down and see eur and ‘phone out to the stockyards? sition?” asked the Arizonian. By Zoe Beckley 5 a ry if you want to take a street-car out | Presently the clerk, with a tantern | (Copyright, 192%, by The Seattle Star) raga et Pe grey = T'l tell you there.’ there you'll have time to hop one at| “I'll nee to it right away.” | :. Gertar’ ’ © momentary sense of strange ness and loneliness passed. Joyousiy she followed Paul down the gangway as he hunted out their number, A In those days the telephone was! railroad tracks in front of Dave, TODAY face smiled her @ good: | ue till not a universal necessity. Dave had| ‘They found the switch crew in the of Paul Dawson in a little! thought of her waddle Be ves os There's a city for you! New woneas, stepped from a room three never used one and did not know how engine of the cab. Within a few|town of the ork’s crude compared to it. Oh, U|or four doors away, glanced curious ly at Paul, then came toward them | 1 to get his connection, He spent #ev-| minutes the engine was running out Ms or kas a mn her girl friends, 5 eral minutes ringing up, shouting at|to the freight train. | ir Paris agency, |ecstatically atic her, venient we A more bathtubs and telephones | tmilingly, holding out her hand. the operator, and trying to under-| Day was breaking before Dave |‘ ened, and 'WithlO th wuper-fortune of ouch « Meskead (i, Lester Falls, T guess, than in all (To Be Continued) stand what she told him. At last he! tumbled into bed. He had left a call oon @ husband | Paris. DYED A SWEATER AND SKIRT WITH for ther mother decid nat Nick {tell you the truth, it's wh ne | t had ere p Becca aod gi sm to Bei you Stag, ber the atts ish young man ble clothes cut inj/on the whole the eattle had stood) fro, Half a dozen tugs, their blunt | ut now on pra wia poor wow! Maybe I better not let you Punished enough. It was with grat they are having a party today and aeaan ign ata other MAD &P-/the trip well, While he was eae my 7 ee tiol acts ent gay dinner on the eastbound |°* the shops, Pollykins.”* “DIAMOND DYES” {oy that the children climbed up to|told me to invite you. I have the|Peared to bee visitor. | | Jinapeeting them & volee boomed at/sides, pushed and strained nolslly to) kag ot the darling drawing | “AFe the women really wo wonder- . their retreat again in the playhouse | invitation in my pocket tained aibckyarde Ceapansh | @ question, a Mig se jee og aire midstream, |room—the first Polly had ever seen | fully dressed—better than in New Under the branches of the old apple-| With that the fairyman handed | at iyi vg ee eee now, are vowel othe little bride held tightly her|—With thelr new bage in it and the| York?” Every “Diamond Dyes" package tree, Indeed, it was there Buskins out a neatly folded caramel wrapper |“ clerk looked the raw Artronan| “td with all Ten te epreiggse ‘eyes swept the van.|Pullman porter grinning sym.| ““Well—different, somehow. More|telis how to dye or tint any worn, found them one morning, looking|on which was written: oles teeta beall/t0 ‘toot ana bamel ane ee on anes heieon| tikes ‘tnee where not one familiar |Pathetically at the rice that fell out |art, or something. Why, they live | faded garment or drapery a new rich @ver #0 puzzied about something. lagain. The judgment that he passed | hog a te 7 ro ness hi ia Ah tia {of their hats, to be beautiful and dress, and wear | Color that will not streak, spot, fade, “What ia it, my dears?” he ask-|‘The Fairies of the Land-of-Good-| way indicated by the tone of his|"im the owner of the y had been yore own. You'll do to| Then there was the marvelous ho-| Jewels and laugh and love and be | Tun. Perfect home dyeing is guar #4, appearing suddenly out of the} Smells ana, spare tee Ear age here, 1|take along.” j tel in New York, with the roon,|charming, At least I suppose the|antved with Diamond Dyes even if air Desire the Pleasure of Mistress fame'a on the door, ain't itt he] "Didn't expect te ee ne ene ea save flushed with boyish pleas-|done in rose, and the ahaded amp, |Ralsty's come back to Paris, 1|¥oU have never dyed before, Just were wondering where the|Nancy’s and Master Nick's Company | agyad euperciliously Sere Cae ae gee ie eee and Paul's flowers everywhere, and| haven't seen it since the year I left |tell your dwuggist whether the mas amelis go to,” maid Nick. “The ap At a Party on Tuesday "You in charge hera?” enone oe Sail voce story, |. “They ay I'm kinda stubborn, 1|the bed turned down by the amit. | college.” terlal yoo Wie oe OS oe eee ple blossoms are gone and the or-| At Any Time It Is Convenient.” The clerk was amused, or at leant |KOt yore first wire: Spill: yors story, dian't aim to Ne down and let those|ing maid who called her “Madame."| Polly prensed her cheek against |°° whether Wale rere cotton, or gard doen't smell sweet like it) took the trouble to seem so, “You |YORIS mis iy tale, while the|guys run one over me," he said. Polly could not shake off the feel-|his sleeve. How treméhdous the bier ° sean rihind using med to. We know where the pink! Nancy read the invitation aloud. might think so, mightn’t yqu?” tNman listened in'grim. silénce.| “Yore stubbornness is money in|ing that she was in a dream and |World was—and how unknown! How |"ions.0° yeu 4h add. yee : egg ad CMe Chae a itetees, Weer ba. We can'tgo this| “Are you in charge?” asked Dave) Tnehman lilene ag finished, the|my pocket, Do you want to golmust wake up and find herself in/|little was she and Lester Falls and wate their ou onebiy wale a a od dae A Ae ol eben, What pad wank owner of the stock brought a heavy|back and ride for the Fifty.Maur|the gtapboard house on Hill st., or|the things she knew compared tol S°7'. dresses, coats, sweaters, stock. Bg nova sniie Caewiria A ws Widder Pee avon you if you was runnin |hand down on his shoulder approv | Quarter Circle?” ERS *. Ad away at stuffy old Canby's Vee pee neret iis sa ings, draperies, hangings, every. ae Cee cee tee | rT, devine tate baal Gi ee linety Maybe, after @ while, Mr, West. letters. : But you love your little old plain: | ¢hing!—Advertisement, Ps erated de ger toR agli nal es MHHell, yest. What're your eyes| “You can ship eattle for me tone I got business in Denver for a fow| She squeezed Paul's arm and he | Jane from the prairies, even if she a ceeinneeticnrameeeas E. Ana they wit tee feito fairies (To Be Continued) tor?” | as you've a mind to, boy, You| days.” Promptly put tt around her shoulders | isn't a-—a Parasite?” If you value your watch, let Haynes hey all i a of (Continued Tomorrow? and who care= what the wsen-| Paul vent his head with his dear repair it. Next Liberty theatre Ady. and have a good time, particularly) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) “L'ye got a train of cattle on the'fought for that stock like oa it #»