The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 1, 1922, Page 11

me WEDNESDAY, MARCH 1, 1922. THE SEATTLE STAR fais hee é PAGE 14 Ee eeeeeenenseeeensheneeenesierieiaratemenesenmenti tine poeneene S200 20908 ee OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN , THE OLD HOME TOWN BY STANLEY gee PASS ws is AvERV EWE Qo YES WE DID != HE BROUGHT BY WILI asm MacLEOD RA / SPECIES OF THE GENUS HAT MOOSE HEAD DOWN OFF A segs Se Wen TH’ WALL OF A FORMER GIN- Corrosion ef and Wy oF SHOP WHEN “THEY quit SERVING HICCOUGHS!= WHY SAY* HE THINKS A “ALCES AMERICANUS’, | 2 COMMONLY KNOWN AS THE [/ DID HE BREAK MOOSE, THAT I BROUGHT }{ OUTOFA BARN ne All Fights reserved. Printed by pent With Houghton Mirnin Company (Continued From yesterday) |hand. Apparently Sandors had been killed at the f DOWN IN CANADA! = HE UNCLE AMOS AN! Joyce rat time} gun, id yout’ “Hmp!" tut chance | Sean Ma RUN AWAY WITH | “TAXIDERMIST STUFFS tn er fe venmoue:| ne Dad man fred aR tap} A ' || NOLIVES , THAT DUM Mihen, she recovered conscious | Preaching very carefully.” | SHOT HIM HE GANIC TH' WINDOW ON || 3 ness Doble was sy her face. The girt made a motion had come, He «poke quickly | FOR A MINUTE AND HA LIKE THAT? | | Wy to rise and he put a heavy hand wn yore gun this way, Dug | ‘iy oe, Nae SMO anal matigTat ahorty. His revotver| CAME UP WITH A NINETY] “> | * your hand off me™ she/ fins! t the wame instan doble Keep your han |atamered, eras Instant Doble) FS POUND MUSKELLUNGE >) Dont be a fool,” he told her! fired writably. “I ain't gonna hurt you) The fortyfives roared. Yellow pone—if you behave reasonable.” | flames and smoke spurted. The “Let me go,” she demanded, and) bulldog barked. Dave's parlor toy grugrie’ to sitting position on} had come into action You let me go or my| Out of the battle Shorty and San jders came erect and uninjured. | he dot demanded the| Doble was lying on the ground, his CAUGHT IN HIS HORNS ! } | | ly. “I've stood a heap|revolver smoking a foot or two from that father of yoro's, I reck-|from the twitching, outstretched | en this would even the score.” | hand. She tried to slip by him and he} The outlaw was dead before thrust ber back. ee turned him over. “Lat me go!” she demanded. We got him good,” said Shorty.| ° “It was comin’ to him, I reckon “You're not gonna go.” he told) you don't know that he fired the |.per Matly. “You'll stay here—with | chaparral on purpose, Wanted to me For keeps. Un’erstand? | wipe out the Jackpot, I s'pose. Yea, | “Have you fone crazy she|Dug sure had it comin’ to him wesked wildly. “Don't you know my| Dave said nothing. He looked Mather wil! search the whole coun-/down at the man, o hard as try_for mer jade, jaw clamped tight. He knew “Too late. We travel south soon|that but for Shorty’s arrival he| es it's dark.” He leaned forward) would probably be lying there bim ‘and put a hand on her knee, re-| self. gardiest of the fact that she shrank| “I was aimin’ to shoot it out with] | beck. quivering from his touch.|him before I heard of this lust “Listen, girl You been a bigh-|sculktuggery. Soon as the kid woke | gtepper. Yore heels click mighty|me I hustied up my intention joud when they hit the sidewalk.) The bad man looked at Dave's Goed enough. Go far as you like.) weapon with the flicker of a «mile| J never did fancy the kind 0° wom-|on bis face. “He called it a pop @o that lick a man's hand. But)gun. I took notice it was a right| you made one mistake, I'm nol busy i'l’ plaything. But you got doormat, an’ nobody alive can wipe yore nerve all right. I'd say you) their feet on me. You turned mej hadn't @ chance in @ thousand. You | down cold. You had the ol’ man/| played yore band fine, keelin’ over) She made him shake hands. He} DOINGS OF THE DUFFS Kick me outa my job as foreman so's he'd come clost enough for YoU! was in the saddle, and her aed of the ranch. I told him an’ you)}to met a crack at him, At that : | lifted to bis ad vd torn Td git even. But T don't aim|he'd maybe a" got you if t hadny| ud to his and showered grativude|] 1, you HAVE A VERY INTERESTING to rub it in. I'm ona give you|drapped in.” | “We'll never forget you—never,”| HAND~- | SEE LOTS OF GOOD Fa > “SME AOR HOOPLE GETS AWAY WITH ANOTHER “TALL ONE'==== - WHAT SHE TOLD ME SOUNDED GOOD ANYWAY - WONDER WHO. OLIVIA, SOME MAIL JUST CAME FROM OLIVIA? a chance to be Mrs. Dot An'| “Yes,” said Sanders. she promised. “And pave aah | HP a THE DARK HAIRED GUY iS THATS ‘hen you marry me you git aman| He walked across to the corral| soutt be, prtapertnt wey co, hope i] | THINGS FOR YOU~ You ARE GOING TO PEN ME “THE KIND FROM MY GRANOFA for & husband.” we s{ fence where Joyce sat huddled!” He grinned down at her sheep GOING ON QUITE A LONG JOURNEY- WORDS - IF | GET THE LETTER- THAT LIVES OUT ae, ere 08 Pte! Neer yg ~ Hagens _— ak same to you, Mins," he | SEE A LETTER HERE FOR You- TLL SAY THAT FORTUNE TELLER » WEST~ HE SAID ehe broke out passionately Jat him Seom wan eyes out of which| qudacity, te eeu eat Pave tua | [¢ PTS FROM A DARK HAIRED MAN WHO 1S ALL RIGHT! SUNDAY WAS AIS 1S FAR AWAY IT WILL BRING GLAD TIDINGS |. 44 aryey eG -¢ “Please yorese'f, sweetheart.” he/the life had been stricken. They| He beaded feered. “Only you won't be dead|stared at him in dumb, amazed) north im yore grave. You'll be keepin’) questioning. | I believe you admire him, Dave,” house for Dug Doble. I'm not in-| Dave lifted her from the ground. | she mocked. “You're Just as grate sistin’ on weddin’ bells none. Bit "1 +» I thought you ... were\rul to him as I am, but you won't south, the others ~ women have their fancies an’ I aim| dead.” she whispered. | ft tobe kind. Take “om or leave ‘em."| “Not even powder-burnt. Hie siz-lai tedhy. wt ® bad man at She broke down and wept, her| shooter outranged mine. I was try “He's a good man gone bad, But! face in her hands, jing to get him closer.” 10 say this for Shorty, He's some Her wild alarm annoyed him. ea be ys man. He'll do to ride the river He repeated again that he was) “Yes He'll never trouble any of| with” not going to hurt her tf she met/ us again.” Crawford met them some miles him halfway, and to show good She shuddered in his arma. fearer town He lad be faith went out and left her alone.| Dave ached for her in every tor-|to wait for their arrival While he lounged sullenty on the tured nerve He did pot know, and) he nor the hildren ehopping-biock, shoulders and head) it was not his place to ask, what) their emotion at sight of each oth @anken, a sound brought him to) price she had had to pay or. Dave felt they might like t Gert attention. A horseman was! Presently she told him, not in}be alone and he left the party, to galloping down the slope on the| words, without knowing what be! ride acroms to ‘the tendejon with | other side of the valley. was suffering for her. A ghost of) Bonita's bulldog revolver ould restrain A Minor Accomplishment FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS Doble eased his guns to make|@ smile touched her even. oa tha thernao J . y A ||GEE, DO YOU KNOW WHO |) wilco WAS jeure of them. Intently be watched “I knew you would come a Saeki Mal ane “awe thers i THOSE FELLAS WERE PONE/ Ty OTHER. dad the approaching figura, He recog-|all right now.” alone In ckpot offices whe: crn OR ONE (nized the horse, Chiquito, and then,| His heart leaped. “Yeu, tt's all/the lattor Sustk “ansat ts pore perboten ke ’ cwith an oath, the rider. His eyes right, Joyoa” & subject that had always been 8 ons sleamed with evil joy. At last! At | closed between them. Sanders came @ last he and Dave Sanders would CHAPTER XLV [to it reluctantly. No man had ever geattie accounts. One of them would doyce Makes Pica [found a truer friend than he In ‘be carried out of the valley feet} Juan Otero carried the news back| Rob Hart! The" thifig He was goin first. to Malapi, He had bean waiting on | to do seemed almost like = stad) Sanders leaped to the ground at! the crest of the hill to see the tmtue in the back “the same instant that he pulled Chi-| of the adventure and had come for} “How about yon and Joyce, Bob?” sauito up. The horse was between| ward when Dave gare him a aignal./he asked abruptly, “him and his enemy. Shorty brought Keith tn from! ‘The eyes of the t The eves of the men crossed tn) where he had left the boy in mealies “What about a pat pp @ Jong, level look. brush. The youngster flew into bis| “tts like thix,” Sanders ald “Where's Joyee Crawford? asked) sister's arms. They wept over each | fushed and embarransed. “You were Dave. other and she petted him with ca /here first. You're entitled to first “That yore business resses and little kisses. Pe sage I meant to keep out of "Tm makin’ it mine. What have Afterward she made some supper but things ve come up in you done with her? from the supplies Doble had laid/ spite of me. 1 want to do what i A swish of skirts, a soft patter/in for his journey south. The men| over seems right to you. My idea of feet, and Joyce was beside her} went down to the creek, where they|is to go away tilh—till you've set friend, clinging to him, weeping injbathed and washed their wounds.|tied how you stand with her, Is his arma. Darkness had not yet fallen when/that fair?” } “Go back to the house, .Joyee.”|they went to sleep, all of them ex | Bob emiled, ruefully. “Pair j taid Dave eveniy. “I want to talk; hausted by the strain thru which! enough, old-timer. But no need of|1 came out from the mists where | ‘with this man alone.” they had ' 1 never had a chance with|i had been living.” i ‘The girl clung the Ughter to him. Not until the cold crystal dawn not ® dead man's look-in.| “I'm glad,” she «aid in @ tow | “No, Dave, no! It's been . . .|did they awaken. Joyce was the| Found that out before ever you| volo “But Miller's confession| CA ie a awful. |firet up. She had breakfast welt | cums home. The field's clear far|made no difference in my thought} The outlaw drew his long-barreled| under way before she had Keith I'm concerned, Hop to it an'|of you, I didn’t need that to know| Bix.shooter. call the still sleeping men. With/try yore tuck.” | you “Hidin’ behind a woman, are|the power of quick recuperation|] Dave took hia advice, within the| “But I couldn't come to you even} | gout” he taunted. which an outdoor life had given) ne He found Joyce at home in| the I ki | r e ¢ | ther y how Bob Hart felt,} . wakir ples|and after all he'd done for me it \ f her|was fair he should have first) there Was & Gab of flour ow, She teckel at him, smiling sbyly | By Mabel Cl ieland— az. At any moment he might fire.|them, both Shorty and Dave were|the kitchen, She waa makir Dave caught the wrists of the girl,/ fit for any exertion again, tho San-| one getically The sleeven dragged them down from his neck,| ders wag still suffering from bis} dr &nd flung her roughly from him to. burns. lan j the ground. He pulled out his lt-| After they had eaten they sad-| hor » where she had brushed| “You're very generous.” > | | te batidor. died. Shorty gave them a casual|pack a rebellious wisp of hair. “No, 1 thought you cared for| Se Tabs 612 | DANGER IN THE SHADOWS After the story of the strange | away and just after supper, when Doble fired and Dave fell. ‘The| nod of farewell She blushed prettily at « @utlaw moved cautiously closer, ex-| “Tell Applegate to look me up in| her caller didn't know {it was) mu: Witant at hig marksmanship. His|Mexico if he wants me,” he said. |you when I called to come in.| Bob.” ght of| him. It seemed to me any woman | There aren't many men like} “ann. I began to look around for my | @memy lay still, the pistol in t Joyce would not let it go at Thought it was Keith playing al whe agreed. “But I doll,” the kiddies had time for dolly, I remembered that I had —$<$$———$ $$ trick on me.” | Bob ‘because”—her || Just one more visit in Stellacoom | ior ‘her out at the barn. I = 8 Both of them were erabarra od. | wt na gper eyes met his i : be-|] before Daddy would be coming | couldn't be sure, either, whether HEY? I'M IN FAVOR OF THE She did not know what to do with| cause of another man. Always have|] pack for them with the car, and} 1 had left her there or in the OPEN Poor, Teo — him in the kitchen and he did not 1 him, ever since that night|I tn uninister’s little girl” | front yard on the bench. ? ‘ know t to do with himself. The| years when he saved my figs girl was acutely conscious that yew| father’s life, Do you really, truly|f thought they would better go and} “I stood in the open kitchen terday she had flung herself into| love me, Dave?” seo Mra Collins, And {his is | door, trying to remember, when I his arms without shame. | “God knows I do” he sald, al] wnat Mra. Collins told them: saw a white thing on the barn 1'll go right on with my ples tt! ig a whisper “After the Indian war, people | Coor, which I thought must be you don’t mind,” she said, “I can) “I'm glad—oh, awfly glad.” She page: talk while I work.” gave him her hands, tears in her|| felt very unsafe on their far away | My lost dolly. “Yeu.” |soft, brown eyes. “Because I'velf new farms, and the big forest 1t was nearly dark; inside the But neither of them talked. She|been waiting for you so iong. I|[ about them weemed no longer | reat doors the bam was inky |rolied pie-crust while the ailence/ didn't know whether you ever werell ¢rienaty, nut peopled with hor. | black, and only the edge of the | grew significant coming to me." | “Are your burns still wford found them there ten|| Tble dangers. Plana Day igang he ith | she asked at last, to make minutes later, He was looking for “So father decided he would | dark, back among the Lrees it was ' pardon, I1—I was) Joyce to find him a@ collar-button|| take bis little family and move | black. © ething con 6 that was tminsing. . to Fort & oom, so that in It was quite a distance across flashed one swift loc Dawggone my hidet he fumed,|| case the Indians wont on the | i yara put I wasn't @ mite re knew that an emotic and stop abruptly, the collar|| warpath again we should be —iIn CHINA qu’ afraid and ran with all my might upon her. He was going| button forgotten near the soldiers at the fort to brush aside the barriers between| Joyce flew out of Dave's arms} “I was just three years old | t® rescue my baby from the }them. 1 pulaes an to beat|/into her father's |] when we came to Steilacoom, and | Bisht. * was the crash of mu-| Oh, Daddy, Daddy, I'm so hap-tf 4 liked the nice big house we “But as T neared the » ‘white blood. | py.” she whispered from the depths] came to live in, and the log barn, | thing,’ I saw that it was not a }fast. Th |sic in “I've got to tell you, Joyce,” he of his shoulder jf and rarely thought anything | doll lying on the cross piece of said abrupt been a fight) The cattieman looked at Davej] grout the Indians or any danger | the rough door, but the upper ¢ [for me ever since I came home. I)and his rough face workéd. “Boy.|] trom them. part of a white shirt, above the love yo I think I always have—| you're in luck good to her, or} dark blanket of an Indian, who rege Lad bpig that he and Nancy were on an errand} “But 1 had heard enough war was in prison.” | Tl skin you alive.” He added, by even wh a j : a S s lurking Tadians might nrean mis | @!most within reach of him when mA, ick looked after Nancy, whom | given her to wipe up the spilled tetne |iy, 0 ushed face shining. {4 rather it was you than any-|{ ote 1 saw him. divoer worn ve ib oa the Cll s Aen # “[ had no right to think of you! body on earth, Dave.” . ¥ wornan was leading into| was the Cloth of Dreams. W r| I had n ‘s e : “ 3 - n , one day, when IT was a “My heart seemed to stand the cave. Then he looked at the held it forgot everything and be-| then.” he went on. I kept away| The young man looked at her, his " til, then t heavy Breat chocolate cake that had been | lieved whatever he was told. |from you. I crushed down hope.| Joy-in-life, the woman who "had| ra older, I had been play. | still, then began a heavy throb- ing house out in the barn. Some. | bing which mearry choked me.” ic ept call-|1 nursed my bitterness to prove to|brought him back to youth and| Nick kep i} 7 nu 9 |] thing or somebody catled me (To Be Continued) set out to cool “Nancy, there could never be anything| happiness, and he answered with @ Some way he felt that thingy were . running after his sister, He in-|me foing all wrong. tended to rescue her if he could be-|hetween us, Then Miller confessed) surge of emotior censhieeibieniineseenientasiamammenite tet tht We daieebunichtenatniemneesiat a. aT aie ee make a weary old gonth His smile was disurming, bis man- * 4 MT tian Jnceinltidelly Gednped ct (ore te. tone tbe late und—and we took our walk over) “I'll sure try on -» i man wake up and lose his head like |ner deferential, He was a handsome of his pocket. It was the note the me, come, little master,” said| the hills. After that the sun shone. THE END that when I proposed the luncheon enthusiastic viewpoint. And you/|a callow boy! The Continental wom-|man of perhaps 42, with perfect f Magical Mushroom had left in the|the Gypsy woman sweetly, sto; ping - ~ - <== | kast night I was afraid you'd say you} make up your own mind—not take | an rds every man as a Poten- | clothes and a carefully preserved couldn't come without Miss Rand or} somebody's code for you, ready-| tial love-affair, To her, a forbidden | waistline, He had a way of order: | your husband—"* made, Also you have courage and | love is like salt to an egg or the/ing things without consulting Polly “Flow am 1 @ifferent?” Polly | spirit. All these things, I fancy, are|dash of tarragon in this excellent |—and they were invariably the right couldn't resist the human longing to| American, ‘The women I'm accus-|salad. Yet you pretty Americans | things. Ho led the conversation, yet | orchard uddenly and holding out her hand. | . 14 better not Jone that,” thought |The more the merrier, We'll have | Nick, and he stooped to pick it up. quite a little party.” Polly and /Paul—and Paris But lo and behold, the writing hadj Before he knew what wan happen changed from blue to red! He sened|ing, she had taken Nick’s hand and o ota ye talk about herself, tomed to are—well, Buropean,” [have an amazing way of being|always seemed interested in what ft and read: “Don't go into the cave.| placed the other end of the cloth CCepreriett, 199%, by shaw | He helped her to salad. Little} “And a European woman wouldn't | friends with a man, she said, The Gypey woman is Twelve Toes|in it that Nancy held, the Clotn of} |amile-wrinkles were round his eyes. (be lunching alone with you here in| “The European woman never! Just at the moment Polly began the Sorcerer.” |Dreama, you know, my dears, and CHAPTER XXIV—D’ARMENONVILLE | His hands were remarkably fine in | this way?” dreams of such a situation, She|to feel it was time to eo, he bailed” 1 “Nane he sereamed, “Come|that waa the end of poor Nick, or hin| |ehape and beautifuity cared for with.| "O, yes—but in such a different | learns every art of attraction. She!an open taxi. His touch as he helped MM.. Shen’ 20 in there. Come back | memor Inatantiy he for that] ‘The smart restaurant called into the face of George Barruy, man. |out being what Pe.y called “fancy: | spirit. She'd have some sort of mo-| gains things for herself by charm-|her in thrilled ‘her a little, She SNE Sttactritns four -toumar ‘atest ancy. were on an errand for|aarmenonvitic, guy with striped | Ofthe-world | werk." |tive behind it.” ing, wheedling, plotting, flatter-| found it easy to talk to him on th Sduritaina.” the Queen pegotten. were| ies and little tables on porches And aren't you afraid of me™ he| "Well, first of all,” he satd, look Well, so have 1," Polly laughed. | ing—and she doesn’t always tell her! way home, and when she left oin, d aen't hear. Only the tthe ers, the Korskenotts and |**" 4 7 é was asking, baif tonsing, half mean: ling at her as though she were a|“I'm having a tremendous adven: husband about it, either, Secrecy |tir rs remaine! with her a vague Gypey man turned and leered at | the record of Langhead the|and lawns, basks in a sunny w ing it | painting in the salon, to be critioimed | turer |to her is a delicious sauce.” feeling of gaiety, success and him, wooed Waits Winetnar land—a part of Paris’ vast park. In| “And why should 1 be? |with ea you are honest. You| “But you're not deceiving your| “And do you like it?” asked Polly. | power. No flog ps A didn't | (To Be Continued) a gun-dappled corner sat Polly, el | “You shouldn't, Only you're aw-|ehow when you enjoy something--|husband. Or causing pain to your] “Oh, it helps make life imterest (To Be Continued) hear, for the sth the woman had| (Copyright, 1922, by seattle Star) bows on table, looking interestedly | fully different from-—that is, 1 mean|when you don't. You have a fresh, |friend, Or planning an intrigue. Or | ing.” (Copyright, 1922, NEA Serview