The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 10, 1922, Page 13

‘4 FRIDAY, MARCH 10, 1922. RSKINE DALE PIONEER by JOHN FOXJr Re (Continued From Yesterday) @ grassy glade thru which murmured “It seems you have been amusing Ja Little stream. Erskine dropped the yourself with my kinspeople at my | Faplers on the sward. expense.” Grey drew himself up in| “Take your choloe," he ald. haughty silence. Erakine went on: | “There is none,” said Grey, pick “I have known some lars who | ing up the one nearer to him | AS THE i Were not cowards,” “When you are ready,” Erskine ua “You remember a promise I made | said. (os “Ready? answered Grey, and| ad i Grey's | lunged eyes flashed upward to the crossed| Erskine merely whipped at his 5 on the wall. } blade and sprang backward. He waa ’ wely,”* answered Erekine,|as quick as an eyelash and lithe “and when! ax a panther, Barbara, reappearing, heard their laughed aloud. last words, and she came forward) All Erskine pale and with piercing eyes: | thrusting blade aside and leap out “Cousin Erskine, I want to apol ogize to you for my littie faith and yet Grey almost Mr.) was like an inexpert bo: Grey, your horse will be at the door | « ding to rules @tonce. I wish you a safe journey Grey's face flamed te your command.” turned anxious, Erskine was on the porch whén| Then BEirekine’s blade caught tn Grey came out to mount bis horse. | Grey's guard by aceldent, and the “You will want seconds?" asked | powerful wrist behind it seeking | merely to wrench the weapon loose, unknown—and and actually i “They might try to stop us—mnel| tore Grey's rapier from his grasp | “I shall ride slowly,” Grey said.) and hurled it ten feet away. With Brakine bowed. | Dis aword's point on the earth, he “T shall not” | walted courteously for Grey to re xv cover his weapon. ‘Within half an hour Barbara, pass| As Grey rushed for his sword, Ere. ing thro the hall, saw that the ra-| kine heard the beat of horses’ hoofs. piers were gone from the wall and He snatched it from the ground and stopped, with the color fled from | turned, and as be rushed for Ere t her face and her hand on her heart. kine, Colonel Dale swung from his In a few moments she had found horse. The sword-blades clashed— Harry and Hugh. Even while their and Colone} Dale had © horses were being saddied her father wrt and was between rode “How dare you, sir?" cried Grey i Grey knows 1c Brakine knows noth | “itt a moment." repeated the cot. | et true, 1 am willing to expres my i! DOINGS OF THE DUFFS She Got His Goat BY ALLMAN ing about @ rapier.” onel sternly. “Mr. Grey, do you | Fesrets and apologies.” | & word Colonel Dale/think it quite fair that you, with/ tired horse and soon | your skill, should fight a man who | Hugh dashed after him. Lknows nothing about foils?” od back to the house,| “There was no other way,” Grey wringing her hands, but on the porch | said sullen!y. in the agony of wait} “Your country is at war. She needs he role bd women in| every man for her defense. Do you net both think your lives belong to while, Firefly was skimming | your country’ @long the river road. Grey had kept! “Colonel Dale, your nephew groas- word. He was waiting between |ly insulted me, and your daughter plantations. showed me the door. I merely repeat ‘They hitched thetr horses, and Ere-/ ed what I had been told and I be oO a pleasant giade—! lieved it true. Now that I hear it ts| : | Nancy found a knife and started to cut a slice Everything inside the little house But alas! A shred of the Cloth of was as handy as could be and soon | Dreams clung to it All the record | Nancy and Nick were as comfy as | Ould sy was: “Oh, 1 forgot! a had @ message, | noir until she grew a little calmer Baie as & Seay: bat I forgot it! What will Longhead, What's the matter, little daugh- Nancy found bread and butter and the Wiseman, say? I forgot every-| pepo: . Bice sweet milk on a shelf in the thing. | “I—I—didnt want anybody (To Re Continued) ad cupboard, as well as some gooseberry byt Seattle star) marmalade. “We'll have the cake for dessert,” she said. | The Twins sat down at a little! round table, on two stubby chairs | that just fitted, and as they were as hungry as woodchucks after a hard winter they were soon stuffing them- selves. All the while the house talked down its chimney to them and out of the fireplace. And the Twins told) him about their adventures, how bey had started out to find the"lost | Hograph record on which were the words of Longhead, the Wise- man, who lived at the third end of | the earth, and how they were to/ €ross the Seven Mountains and stop | the quarrel between the Didyevvers and the Korsknotts. Soon they were ready for the cake, taking it out of the basket so as not | t touch the Cloth of Dreams that {Twelve Toes had slyly tucked ‘under it. Nancy found a knife and started te cut a slice, when suddenly the knife struck something hard. She| tried another place, but the same thing happened. “Goodness, it's as hard as a stove- M4 in the middle,” she cried im-| Patiently. Just then the house spoke «gain. | “Could it be the lost record?” it} askes. “If it is, it's easy to find ont, for I have a phonograph in the hall.” Now, my dears, it was the record that was in the cake, as we know nd with shouts of joy the Twins PP ited it out. 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OR A SPOON?» T'LLLET] | POTATO EYES WATER™ YOU USE MY SHOE HoRW/ | ALSO PLANT SOME _—~ ‘© HARROW ‘TH’ Soils” \OaTS NEXT TO A Lor’ You | Ag TT | o> HORSE — vat DUMS a BOUT GARDENS= YCOULDNT RAISE \ - ng ae PN 1 THE OLD HOME TOWN peal AN es Ww rn Ver aly 4) c PRS, A BLLEE SITY oar 1OfP RY BUS IS GONNA BE ONE OF “THOSE 'GENTLEMEN- FARMERS' = HELL CARRY A CANE AN! TIP HIS HAT TO"TH' a oh AWK a —") ~ DP AS NICE ‘Bus 1s cern ACQUAINTED WITH SOME SEEDS ~2=—> TOR HIS TRUCK GARDEN ===> THE LOCAL QUILT MAKERS VIEWED MT SADIE SNOOKS NEWEST QUILT DISPLAYED IN PRISCILLA BLEES SHOW WINDOW — “That is better,” sald Colonel Dale heartily, and he turned to Erskine, but Erskine was crying hotly HELEN, I'VE GOT AN INVITATION TO GO To A POKER | DON’T THINK PARTY TOMORROW | MUCH OF YouR NOW TAKE MR HOLMES FOR INSTANCE - HE NEVER PLAYS POKER OR STAYS OUT NIGHTS AND HE GETS LET ME ASK You SOME THING - WHAT CAUSES A MAN TO HAVE WELL, | HEARD MR. HOLMES HAD LUMBAGO ! LATE HOURS, TOO MUCH ‘And I express neither.” Aa they rode back Colonel Dale POOH! spoke of the war. It was about to NIGHT - 1S IT PoKER Parnes! ALONG ALL RIGHT— SMOKING - 1 DON’T hon it did och itarey aed’ Hagh | [ALL RIGHT P [You STAY OUT LATE, ; MR. HOLMES LUMBAGO P HOME BREW BELIEVEIT! interrupted him with a glad shout SMOKE A LOT AND HUHE HE DOESN'T [oa AND THINGS LIKE / KNOW THE MAIN STREET 1s PAVED vert! _— “We can go!’ sadly Suddenly all pulled thelr hotwes in simultaneously and rained their eye Colonel Dale noddvd FILL UP ON HOME BRE THEN FEEL BAD ALL THE NEXT DAY! THAT! in a dead run. Around a thicketed curve of the road came Barbara, with her hair streaming behind her. She pulled her pony in but a few feet in front of them, with burning eyes on Erakine alone. Have killed him—have you killed hin If you have She stopped helpless, and all were so amazed phat none 4 answer. Ere kine shook his head. There was a flash of relief in the girl's white face. its reckleawnens gave way to shame, and, without. a word, sh wheeled and was away again—Harry flying after her, } one! Dale looked agha heart again turned XVI | As the dusk gathered that evening, Erskine, looking gloomily thru hie window, mw Harbara flutter white moth past the bos-hedg down the path. A mom later he saw the tall form of Colonel Dale foltow her, On the thick turf the colonel’s feet too were noiseless, and when Barbara stopped at the sun dial he, too, paused. “Little girl!” he called, and no lov. ers voice could have been more gen te “Come here! She turned and saw him, the low moon lighting all the tenderness in hin fine old face, and she flew to m. In wine silence he stroked her UNLESS ITS BcAUsE You SNEAK UP Bait harmed.” ‘I know. It's too bad, but none of us beem quite to trust Mr. Gr “That's it sobbed; “I either, and yet I know, I know. My little girl must be wise and brave. Mother is not well and she must not be made unhappy too. Can't my little girl come to the house now? She must be hostess and this is Erskine'’s last night.” She looked up, brushing! y her tears British traders out in the Northwest? furs. It's ab hand jn wore! don't he was not buy! urd. Why with Lord Dunmore?’ “Lord Dunmore had a daughter,” was the dry reply, and Erskine flung out a gesture t words um necessary cromned the porch and put his band on the tad's | shoulder. back Cole f fis last night? Ah, wise old] “Erskine,” he naid, “don’t worry ‘ny colonel! and—don’t give up hope. Be patient She took her father’s arm, and/ wait, come back to us. Go to Will 4 when they reached the steps Erskine! iam and Mary. Fit yourwelf to be saw her smiling. And smiling, al-|one of us in all ways. Then every Page cage eee most gay, she was at supper, sitting | thing may yet come out in the only WHAT SHE COULD with exquisite dignity in her mother’s | way that would be fitting and right.” a ‘rt enderly lifted, wife told he am #0 sorry, # place. Harry and Hugh looked |The boy blushed, and the colonel went ‘The’ gri-wite tenderly lfted) wife told her, “T am Say tac amazed, and her father, who knew | on the baby in her arms and sat/ Sorry. My heart aches for the the bit of tempered ateel she was,| “I can think of nothing tn the down near the campfire, while| mother who ts so far away, and smiled his encouragement proudly. |worid that would make me quite so who isn't strong enough to bear a Of Erskine, who nat at her right, she | happy.” the olf Indians watched _ her he: 4 bs: — a VP, EVERETT £ asked many questions about the com “It's no use,” the boy sald trem anxiously every minute, the, * SAY, YOURS Niort She went back to her husband jot to be afraid a wonderful ing campaign After supper the little lady excused herself with a smiling courtesy to go to her mother. Erskine found him self in the moonlight on the big porti co with Colonel Dale alone. ‘biingly. “I'm not fit for her nor for this life. I can’t get over my the woods and among the Indians I can't explain, but I get choked and I can’t breathe—such a longing for the woods comes over me and I can’t DOING THAT RIGHTS LEMME HAVG THAT others looking stolidly on “Make well,” sadly, and she fo: the old man said, little well. It is the child of my daugh-| p, at all about not doing “white woman make one s when they leved she was able to do it “Erskine,” he said, “you make {t|help it. I must go—and nothing |] ter. Her heart will grieve for the| She just said, “The poor little very Gime for me to. keep jan_hold me little one. She no strong to bear| baby will die, and the grand secret It was a “Your father was that way,” said generosity which made you give this| Colonel Dale sadly, ‘You may get grief. White woman make well.| father’s heart is broken over the Bartmra—" over it, but he never did. Good night rupted the boy. “I|and God bless s than ever now.” | Erskine sat where he was. ‘eatate to ” grief which must come to his White man can do all things have no “White man can do al) things,” | @#ushter It was too late to go on by the “Barbara wo not accept your| That path, those flowers, that | the other Indians muttered ; : Ay : crifice, nor wo’ any of us, and| house, the cattle, those grain-fields ime the girl-wife returned to the sacrifice, nor would any of us, and| house, the cattle, t grain-fields, | SWvth sender, daret Singers .the it is only fair that I should warn|those singing black folk, were all—| : wagon, 80 they were just settling some day, if you should/all his if he but said the words. sirl-wife tora.away the coarse! things for the night when an In. => our mind, and I were no| There was a light step in the han, |f wrappings about the baby's t descent dadicaahana “ms iving, you might be too late.” }and Barbara cam swiftly out and “Br me water in ai clean 1 sg a 't, Uncle Harry. It is|dropped on the topmost step with bowl,” she aid, and they brought | [ttle one still breathes; no cry done dons ot course, it wasn’t fair her chin in both handa. Almost at it and watched her as she worked, | °!Y Small moans, Chitsch (the ‘or me to consider Barbara alone, | once she seemed to feel his presence, | grandfather) begs. that white but she will be fair and you under-|for she turned her head quickly But. Cie | piriavite “enw Hat) nan pand-clothes PE BM ie stand. I wish you would regard the} “Erskine! As quickly he rose,|f nothing would make the baby | wiisendibe 1° whole matter as tho I didn’t exist.” jembarrassed beyond speech. | well, for the cruel hoof of the| °° White child's clothes that ‘Then Erskine's eyes darkened. “I suppose I will always feel guilty | she may tell the child's mother, we had tot va 6 top o! . “Uncle Harry, you may think me|if I have made you unhappy,” he|f DOrS® had torn away the top of| ang ber heart will be com. foolish, but I don't like or trust /finally blurted |] the little head, So she bathed It} forted.” Grey. What was he doing with those (Continued Tomorrow) | and bound it up in the clean linen. The girl-wife found the largest Polly and Paul—and [Paris By Zoo. Beckley (Copyright, 1922, by The Seattle Mar) | of her baby Indian was and the into the dresses (for the little ar old) woman went with it off gathering dark (To Be Continued) | St | situation, Into tha eyes of the grandmother she placed the lit and looking more than a ye tle one again in her arma. “That is all I can do,” tho girl. — I knew your wife could | all on account of a silly little woman, CHAPTER XXXII—STORM fence with their suggestiveness as a {interview kept Paul rigid. He dared | 4° it—If she would Paul, won't|Who holds herself superior to the |woran might who cares less for her}not look at her. Her beauty, the |¥U let me help you?” most accepted worldly practices, Violet's voice wan low, the anger; “What absurdity! As {f thru all| self-respect and dignity than for—" | gameness of her effort at self.posses-| “Thanks, Violet—there’s nothing |!rows over a million-dollar oppor- all the more apparent because the|the a women—and mon, too- “Stop, Paul! I'm fired of having | sion, her desire to help him, on the|/ YOu can do, It’s dismissed You |tunity in order to play heroine flood of it was held back have not had to use their personal |this ‘self-respect’ stuff rubbed in.|one hand drew him; loyalty kept him| tried, and the thing failed—never|!" @ studip ‘How-dare-you-sir* “Do you dare # 1 despise me|charm as you call it, to get them \If you mean me, I tell you once and/on Polly's side, apart mind how or why drop the | Scene! No, I won’t hushi I that I have sold my self-respect?” | things! There is nothing illegitimate | for all that I--I" Suddenly her voice! “You're very hard on me, 1 discussion; I'm sick of it owe something to myself, and to Paul looked down; did not answer jabout being hospitable and court-|broke. She turned abruptly away, /and very unjust, In your heart you| Violet drew in her breath sharply, | Rigaud, and even to you, in spite of for a moment vous, tactful, charitable with one's|her hand pressed hard against her | know ag well 1 do that, without | His dismissal of the matter—his dis-| Your American-husband attitude of “I say, Violet, that I'm glad my | goodwill, Your wife could have car- | lips. cheapening myself or sacrificing any | missal of her—whipped her resent-|Wife-worship, I'm going to give you wife resented Rigaud's conduct, I|ried off the situation with perfect! ‘“I—I'm sorry, Vio.” Paul could|of the womanly graces that you | ment till it burst restaint, a lesson in—social amenities!” loathe intrigue of all sorts—most of | ease if it were not for her puritanical | bring himself to say nothing more.|rightly hold in such esteem—* an| ‘Yes! You're sick Of it because it| Before he could speak, she had self-right-| ‘There was a moment of tense|edgo of bitterness crept into her|shows you Insult. and injury "“L could h intrigue of women who | self-rig' the truth—how all the petty cousness —~ yes, that }gone, Paul pressed his hands to an were | voice despite herself,