The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 9, 1922, Page 11

| | white shirt, an old bloe army coat, and a red petticoat was now the Stars and Stripes of the American cause, braves then went to their fire PWAtEr, and soon the boy's foster brought him something to| ut she could say nothing, for! Burgoyne had not cut off New Rng eae Wolf had appointed himself! land, that “head of the rebellion,” ppemiine! and sat rifle in hand at the! from the other colonies. On the con R f the lodge. trary, the Americans bad beaten him Reht came on. The drinking be./4t Saratoga and marched his army HEB more furious and once Erskine | °ff under those same Stare and FE & pale-brown arm thrust from| Stripes, and for the first time Er. the lodge and place a jug at|Skine heard of gallant Lafayette Sof Black Wolf, who grunted | bow he had run to Washington with nk deep. One by one the| the portentous news from his king— went to drunken sleep about |that beautiful, passionate France ‘The fire died down and by | would now stretch forth her helping flickering flame the lad saw | hand. Wolf's chin sinking sleepily to| And Erskine learned what that te ews meant to Washington's “naked was the slightest rustle be | 2d starving” soldiers dying on the the tent. He felt something | frozen hillwides of Valley Forge, Then for his hands and feet, feit| George Rogers Clark had passed the Bpoint of a knife graze the skin| fort on his way to Willlameburg to ig wrist and ankles—fett the|&*t ™money and men for his great Yoesen and drop apart. | venture in the Northwest After | Clark was gone the lad got reatieas; breath of spring came he mounted ly iifted for him. Qutside he} ae come. his horse, in spite of arguments and protestations, and set forth for Vir & shadow the girl Earty Morn | ginia on the wilderness trail. He waa t before him and like a shadow | going to jom Clark, he said, but more owed. The loose snow muffied | than Clark and the war were drawing @acape from the lodge, and in a/ him to theouter world. Minytes they were by the river. What it was he hardly knew, for away from the town. - he was not yet much given to search ‘The moon rose and from the shad-| ing his heart or mind. He did know, @€ a beech the white woman however, that some strange force ‘it forth with bis rifle and pow-| had long been working within him and bullet-pouch and some! that was steadily growing stronger, She pointed to his horse a lit-| With his mind's eye he was ever see her down. He looked long | ing at the end of his journey the face Jsilently into the Indian girl's | of his little cousin Barbara Dale i and took the white woman's eee 4 bey i hand. Once he looked back. A etriking figure the lad made, : fpilan girl was stoic as stone. PRA bb riding into the old capital one after. Moonlight showed the white| noon just before the sun sank behind woman's face " wm tears, the Western woods. . ‘The governor's palace was closed Again Dave Yandell from a watch-| and deserted. My Lord Dunmore was tower saw a topknot rise above ajiong in flight. But there was the Patch of cane now leafless and win-| bust of Sir Walter In front of Raletch ter-bitten—-raw a hand lifted high Tavern, and there he drew up, before above it with a palm of peace toward 4 id | the steps where he was once nigh to | taking Dane Grey's life. | The little tavern was thronged and |the alr charged with the spirit of | war. Indeed, nothing else was talked Next morning Erskine rode forth along a sandy road, amidst the sing. ing of birds and thru a forest of tiny | upshooting leaves, for Red Oaks on j the James. He had forsworn Colonel Dale to! secrecy as to the note he had left be hind giving his birthright to his tit. | tle cousin Barbara, and he knew the | confidence would be kept tnviolate, At the boat landing he hitched his horse to the low-ewung branch of an/| joak. There was the sundial that had ‘When winter was breaking, more| marked every sunny hour since he! Bews came in of the war. The flag|had been away. For a moment he| _ that had been faxhioned of a soldier's! stood there, and when he mtepped into APY entun. Ss fe) oa HE, Tw s And again an Indian youth emerged, this time leading a biack horse with a drooping head. Both fame painfully on, staggering, it seemed, from wounds or weakness, and Dave sprang from the tower and Tushed with others to the gata So @aunt were boy and beast that it ‘was plain that both were starving. ‘The boy's face was torn with briers and pinched with hunger and cold, Dut @ faint «mile came from it “Don't you know mo, Dave?’ he | Erekine cried. THE SEATTL OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN | THE OLD HOME TOWN BY STANLEY WELLC'MON GUS=TIME {7 YEH, THEY'RE ABOUT AS TTIMINKTHEN MEAN CRARERY | WE WERE EDGING ALONG || KEEN AS A CONCRETE] YOU BUS= IF IT ==? THOUGHT THOSE EGG DODGERS WERE SHOCTIN’ THAT LINE AY ME“THERE'D BE A BENEFIT MATINEE / TO “THE THEATER “To PUT ON OUR ACT = 1 SUPPOSE AS SOON AG WE GET OUT OF BORROWING DIGTA.ZE , THESE SOFA COMEDIANS AROUND HERE WILL START) BREWING SOME WISE CRACKS ABOUT US! LAWN MOWER = "THEY COULDN'T GET A GRIN OUT OF ME IF L WAS FULL OF LAUGHING GAS « THEY MIGHT BE “THINKING ABOLIT GOING ON 7TH’ STAGE WITH THEIR STUFF: Ha HA= I CAN GEE'EM i GENERAL. MERCHANDISE DRESS GOOD Hos < wan 7 IRONS RUBBER BOOTS ite BLANKET? & ©MORNS BROOM OVER TH! WDucan & DIXON SHOOT THE BOYS A SARCASTIC ME- DOINGS OF THE DUFFS ‘WHILE | WAS OVER BORROWWS THIS BUTTER PROM MRS. BAILEY, SHE TOLD ME SOME SCAMDAL the open he shrank back hastily- girl was coming thru the opening of | boxwood from the house—coming slowly, bareheaded, her hands clasped | behind her, ber eyes downward. His heart throbbed aa he waited, throbbed the more when his eary| caught even the soft tread of her! Little feet, and seemed to stop when | she paused at the sundial, and/ searched the river with her eyes, = | Boon the girl fluttered a handker. | chief and from the single passeng: im the stern came an answering flut- ter of white and a glad ery. At the! bend of the river the boat disap peared from HErekine’s sight under the bank, and he watched the girl, How she had grown! Her silm figure had rounded and shot upward, 1 her white gown had dropped to her dainty ankles. Now her face was Mushed and her | eye flashed with excitement—it was ho mere kinsman in that boat, and the boy's heart began to throb fierce. | ly with racking emotions he had never known before. A fiery-looking youth eprang up the landing-stepa, bowed gallantly over the girl's hand, and the two turned up the path, the girl rosy| with amiles and the youth bending over her with a most protecting and tender air, It was Dane Grey, and the heart of the watcher turned mortal sick. xIv Barbara saw him first and che @4 met rush forward. Inetead cho stopped, with wide eyes, a stifled cry, and a lifting of one hand toward her | heart. Grey saw, too, flushed rather | painfully and calmed himself. | “Why, have I changed so much? | | | MRS.BAILEY SAID THIS WAS HIS THIRD WIFE AND SHE 1S SUING FORA DIVORCE — WHAT DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THEM? OH.) GOT AlL THE INSIDE DOPE RIGHT FROM: HIS OWN BROTHER! VLL GIVE HIM TIME OGET To THE OFFICE AND “THEN I’LLCALL “Of course I knew you,” she fal- tered, paling # little but gathering herself rather haughtfly—e fact that) | Nick set the basket on the funny little doorstep of a friendly house. | “Be careful!’ called out the house. | | “Don’t touch anything inside until a have a look, There! Just as 1 Rapey and Nick looked tn every 4: enought! Away down in the bottom | Re but if anyone belonged to the! is the Cloth of Dreams. That's a| Yoice he certainly wasn't showing dangerous thing. But the cake looks bimselt. |xood. Don't you want some? It's Nancy said suAtenty, pointing at | Setting late, #0 come in and have) the queer little house beside the road, |t*® You'll find things in my a me's pulling the blinds up| kitchen cupboard. And I have two and down, Nick. That's where the| ice beds, just your siz.” | is! Inside the house.” “You're very kind,” said Naney, “9h, shucks!’ said the voice. “No |M#king a curtsy. “Thank you, we'll e's pulling my blinds down. I’m |come.” | (To Be Continued) | inking. I’m me. I'm a person!| | I'm not an ordinary house.” | (Copyright, 1932, by Seattle Star) talking” gasped Nick. “Why are @ voice that seemed to come from here. you glad the goat's gone? “Goat! Who said he was a gat? He's no more a goat than I am a “Thank goodness he’s gone! said) little doorstep of the friendly eanh | Erskine seems not to notice. “You took me by aurprise and you have changed—but I don't know how much." skine told of the powwow. “You told | both that you would fight with the} whites against both! What'd they do! to you?” Erskine smiled, “I jumped over the heads of the) outer ring and ren.” | “Well,” said Harry impatientty, | “that isn’t the end.” | “I went back to the camp. Crooked Lightning followed me and they tied me and were going to burn me at the | stake,” | “Good heavens,” breathed Bar | bara. | “How'd you get away | “rhe Indian girl, Early Morn,| slipped under the tent and cut mo} loose. ‘The white woman got my gun, and Firefly—you know nothing can catch Firefly.” The allence was | intense, Grey was painfully flushed “And you wapt to know what | am going to do now?” Erskine went lon. “I'm going with Captain George | | Rogers Clark—with what command are you, Mr. Grey?” “That's a secret,” he smfled ceotty. “I'll let you know later,” and Bar bara, with an inward sigh of relief, BY CONDO AIAN HAS FINISHED EATING, TING IN 4A LITTLE TIME DRAWING IN Ar FoRC/RLY THROUGH TOETH. * + * * * ——<—<—— = Page 619 “WHITE MAN CAN DO ALL THE ‘The frafl little girlwife shrank | "child; it sounded like two voices back in the shadows of the wagon | and they sounded old. cover, as wo have mid, and lix| Presently they came out into a tened as her husband talked with | little open space by a stream, the Indian. | where they found « small Indian “White woman plenty kind.| camp. Plenty wise. White woman got} Eight or ten men and women g00d medicine.” | stood or squatted about a eamp- “I can't go, dear, I can’t. I'm/ fire, and in front of a small tent afraid,” said the girlwife in a| of cedar mats erouched an old whisper. “Who is sick, and what | woman and her husband, Both came painfully on, staggering from wounds or weakness. The significance of this, toa, seemed to pass Erskine by. “Never to you, my dear cousin,” he said gallantly, and then he bowed to Dane Grey, not offering to shake hands. ‘The great dinner-bell from behind the pouse boomed its summons to ‘ ITS ACL RIGHT TO SiT AT THs TABLE A WHILE ANO LET YOUR DINNGR SEtTTLS, BvyT Mec of green cheese. He's Twelve | the Woods and fields. rose quickly. jae ‘ ots, the wicked sorcerer, who “Come on,” called Harry, whe had| “But the white woman?” ques.|| 4° you want her to do? the) It was they who were making DON! be ON SET Te nakes more trouble than all the just appeared, “I imagine you're|tioned Harry. “Why doesn’t she|J young husband asked. the walling sounds, and on the ‘ bther wicked fairies put toxether. | te | hungry, cousin.” leave the Indians? “Baby; little baby; heap stck,"| old woman's knees lay the little tu We're well rid of him.” | tS | “1 am,” said Erskine, “ve had! “Barly Morn—a half-breed—is her he made haste to tell them. “Baby | burt child. “But he's left his basket,” re | Two Months could not turn in Bed | nothing to eat sinoe—since early | daughter,” mid Erakine simply. ; ground bh “od ‘The man rose and came toward marked Nancy, And sho started to| LydiaF. Pinkham’sVegetableC |morn.” Barbara's eyes flashed up-| “Oh!” and Harry questioned no|f P!#y on blanket; on znd baby | - MRecrawi under the toll-mate to get it.| 2" sveg ward and Grey was plainly startled. | farther. play. Horse bad. Horse kick!) the sirlwife when he saw her, SE) “Wait” said the queer house. “I'll pound Finally Restored Health | W#* there a elight stress on those| “Karly Morn was the best-looking |f aby heap sick. No ery.” saying, “You have come, O white the gate. I only put it there pti aan | two words? | Indian girt I ever saw,” aid lr ‘oneal 5 s woman! We are glad that you PMG Twelve Ton” 4 Seattle, Washington.—‘‘Ihaddrag-| Mrs. Dale was visiting down the) kine, “and the bravest.” For the} er een ee weet e ae taaiee. anak, ime tia ig “) cary org ‘a8; | ver, so Barbara wat in her mother’s | first time Grey glanced at Barbara baby! and it's badly hurt. I will 0 he little one ts ‘But how did you know we were | ging pains first and could not stand | ogy a | | sick. Much sick, and you wl put f eoming?” asked Nick. ; on my feet, then I | Pla | “Sho saved my life,” Erskine wenti] go. Of course I will gp,” and : SUES pinctss Wietnin, whic” tiveat al “chills and Now, you White Arrow, you Big|on gravely, “and mine is hers when-|f i.ing ner own child in its| White hands upon the little one t6 6 seen, of tive . Chief, tell us the story,” sald Harry.|ever she needs it.” ‘ P ~ | and give to her of your white a gg ie Deeg toner gl nt or and such | "Grey began to look uncomfortable,| Barbara excused herself with a|{ father's arms, she hastily gather.) 8d five to he yt ites gone! ‘Now please brine nny EO | and so, in truth, did Barbara. courtesy, Hugh went to the stables, |[ ed together such things as she| M*dicine and she will be we ths tasket” ae bs lump there, [| “What have you heard?” asked Er. eg gaye _ yp araaggio oor had; some old soft linen, a box of | Fi a pegging ty nig bienflant a w | skine quietly. he two wero le lone. vith ne 4 J Nick set thre basket on the funny bed ed “Never mind,” interposed Barbara] «mouldertng fire Erskine turned to|| Dealing salve, @ bit of soap Gee was in- sipienimte i quickly; “you tell us.” Grey she knew the little Indian would very “sick,” and she could not sleep. I was this way for lover two montha, be dey igo? Pen any one told me, til my sister brought me a bottle of Lydia E. Pink- ham's Vegetable Compound. I took it regularly until all the hard pains had left me and 1 was able to be up and to do my work again. The hard lump left my side and I feel splendid in all ways. I know of many women it has helped,”’— Mra, G. Ricnarp- BON, 4640 Orcas St, Seattle, Wash. Poslam nothing bette for pimples The sensitive skin of a yore every little This is another case where Lydia FE. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound brought results after ‘tr everything any one told me’ failed. If you are suffering from pain, ner- vousness and are always tired; if you are low spirited and good for noth- ing, take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege- table Compound, ing Thad the ski in a condition of whieh 207 eirl may weil be proud. Not only the “ub- deb” but ber big sister se well enn peolt by this ueatinred Sold | was afraid she couldn’t do any thing for it “You are white,” the old man said, “White men can do all things.” (To Be Continued) | pao arene sews reaer ect Ahad aces oi be dirty) and followed the man off | into the forest Before they had gone very far they heard a low, pitiful walling, but it was not the voice of a little What!” shouted Harry, when Er. (Continued Tomorrow) id Paul—amd Paris By Zoo Beckley (Coprright, 1922, by The Seattle Star) | } | Jon his consciousne: “I might | “And you belteve thet silliness?” that jin spite of himself, Paul began to fragrance of costly, subtle perfume, What could he do that was so dread. have known your wife CHAPTER XXXI—DISCORDS las Violet came to him, laying a|ful? wonder if it had been so bad after | Would not know how to manage it ‘Welland how did it afl turn, Ho couldn't launch out at her and|white gloved hand upon his sleeve—| “I was called to the telephone—an |4#!!? Might Polly not have been mis: She is childishly inexperienced, She ute say the things that had been fester.| “Do y mean he didn't give you|important message from the Cher. | taken or unconsciously exaggerated mistakes prudishness for virtue e ; ing in his mind: “It's all your hate. | the orde Her tone was low with | bourg office—and when I came back | ¢ situation? She was so straight | and—" Violet's radiant personality shed| rit rauit! 1 might have known such |astonishment. “Why, Paul-—I can't] Polly was flushed and frightened and | herself, that the least departure from | Paui silenced her with a look. un aura about Paul's gloomy office. | methods could only result in failure, | believe it. And he most certainly is|trying to reach the call bell, and | Correctness would seem worse to her| “stop this instant, Violet, of you'll Angry and sullen as be had been for| The sale is lost, the man’s an enemy | not,” she added with emphasis, “a| Rigaud looked as if he'd like to drop | than it really was. {be sorry! Polly was right and I am days over the outeome of the dinner | and—by far the worst of all—my | brute.” thru the floor, I don't know ex-| With an effort he turned away. proud of her for resenting his dis- with Rigaud, Violet's presence some | wife's been subjected to inwult and| He turned from her weartty actly what happened Polly won't | Directly to his mind came th graceful behavior, I despise a woman how cheered bim He couldn't have | humiliation.” “Very well, we won't discuss ft.” | tell me.” he had interrupted on the n who barters her self-respect for told why. It was lie waking from | Instead, he looked away from her “Don't be short with me, Paul, I Viokt held Paul's eyes with ajthe dinner, He saw again the terror she can't get by straight an ugly dream to find the bedroom | and answered glumly: 1 ant to diseuss it. There's been avo, steady glance, Slowly a smile jin his wife's face, the half-sneering, is." flooded with light and someone sit-| “It failed detestably. The man's a | so misunderstanding.” me into them. Her lips curved in| half-angry look on Rigaud's. And he| He saw Violet wheel, felt her ting there, smiling and comfortal beast.” “"Y eg—rather,” amusement, She kept her eyes on|was ashamed for wavering even wt Reena eyes— the incarnation ef all that is vorene,| Tho swish ef sillen skirts, the’ “Dut you must have imagived It! | his, So plainly did her look say, instant, Violet's cool words broke (Te Be Continued.