The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 10, 1922, Page 9

: ] 4 , 4 3 3 ; ; esavEertas : : : a MOSSBAT APRIL 10, 1922. (Contineed From Saturday) Sabre said, “Do you know what this seems to me? It seems as tho it was only yesterday, or this morn: ing, that you came to see me at the orth we talked, Weill, I want it to be only yesterday, I want to there.” “Yea.” He hanily could hear the word, He looked at her, She was as tall ashe Not least of the contributior to her beauty in his eyes was the slim grace of her stature, But her face was averted: and he wanted Most terribly to see her face. “Stand @ minute and leok at me, Nona.” He touched her arm, “I want to see your face.” She turned towards him and raised her eyes to bis eyes. “Oh, what is % you want to my, Marko?" There was that which glistened pon her lower lids; and about her Mouth were trembling movements; and in her throat a pulse beating, He said, “It's you I want to say fomething. I want you to explain some things. Some things you said. Nona, when you came into my room pause word. She said, “Well, I'll tell you. I said ‘flotsam,’ didn't I? If I ex- plain that—you know what flotsam ts, Marko. Have you ever looked It ‘Wp in the dictionary? The diction. that's not really very old. Tt seems a terrible age to me. You gee, you judge age by what you are | trast with what you were. If gE ig, to God knows where, to what” She put out | of her hands towards| y evening banked sombre. the park. “That's very itening. Marko. Most awfully frightening. Well, afl the time there Marko. You were always i i 3 iH : in the dictionary and wrote ‘Nona." ‘There it was, and it was the most / thing—"Nona: goods ship wrecked ® found floating in the sea.’ I meant to have torn out the I forgot. I left it there and page. ‘Tony saw it.” Sabre said, “What aid he say?™ In all she had told him there was some- thing omitted. He knew that his question approached the missing quantity. But she did not anewer it. She went on, “Weill, there was you. And I began to want you most aw- fully. You were always such a dear, slow person; and I wanted that most awfully. You were so steady and/ good and you had such quiet olf ideas about duty and rightness and things, and you thought about things #9, and I wanted that most fright-| fully. Yon see, I’a known you all moy life—well, that’s how it was, Mar ko. That explains all the things you | asked. I said “There? and I said 1} had to come; because I'd wanted it #0 much, so long. And I wanted you to write to me because I did want to/ go on having the help I had from you—" She repeated, with rather a plain. tive note, as tho in his pore she saw some pain she had caused him, “You gee, I had known you all my life, Marko— He said, still looking upon the ground between his feet, “But you haven't explained anything. You've only told me. You haven't explained why.” She said with astounding «implic- |mean. All these & mistake, I made a most frightful mistake. I chose, I chose wrong. 1 ought to have married you, Marko." And bis words were a groan, “No: | na—Nena—" \as “Well, you see, Marko, I made CHAPTER VII 1 Ho was presently walking back, re turning to Tidborough. Me was trying very hard, all bis Mife's trainmg against sudden un- bridling of his bridied paasiona, to Srapple his mind back from its wild Qnd passionate desires and from its Amazed coursings upon the immense Prairies, teeming with hazarda, fears, enchantments, hopes, dismays, that broke before this hour as breaks upon the hunter’s gaze, amazingly awarded from the hill, savannas boundless, new, unpathed—from these to grapple back his mind to it» schooled thought and ordered habit, to its well-trodden ways of duty, obit gation, rectitude. He had not left them, But for that cry of her name wrung from him by sudden applica- tion of pain against whose shock he was not stecied, he had answered nothing to her lamentable disclosure. This which he now knew, these vio- lent passions which now he felt, but it for him more whitely the road his feet must take. If he had ever tried consciously to see his lite and Mabel's from Mabel's point of view, now, when his mind threatened dis loyalty to her, he must try. And would! Mabel should not feel tt. But he was aware, he was in formed as by a voice in his ears, “You have struck your tents, You are upon the march.” u And he was suddenly shot Into an encounter of extraordinary incongru- ity with his thoughts and of extraor. dinary intensity. A voice accosted him, He was astounded, as if sud- denly awakened out of heavy sleep, to see to where he had come. He was in the narrow old ways of Tid- verough Old Town, approaching The Precincts, by the ancient Corn Ex- change, A keen-looking young man, particularty well set up and wearing nice tweeds, was accosting him. Sabre recognized Otway, captain and adjutant of the depot, up at the bar racks, of the county regiment, one of the crack regiments, famous as “The Pinks.” Otway said, “Hullo, Sabre. How goes it? Are you going to this show tomorrow?” He was pointing with his stick to A poster displayed against the Corn Exchange. Sabre read it. It an nounced that Field Marshal Lord Roberts was speaking there, under the auspices of the National Service | League, on Home Defenso—a Citizen Army. “I badn’t thought about going.” Sabre sald. Ho wanted to get away. Otway wae staring at the poster [aa tho he had never seen it before; Dut he had been staring at it when Sabre came along the street. “You Ought to,” Otway mid. “You ought to hear old Hobs. Of course the little chap’s all wrong.” Otway spun around tn his keen, quick way to fnce him. “All wrong im the way he's putting his case, I National Service chaps are. Home defense they talk | bout, nothing but Home Defense. It's like chucking sawdust into a fire —the fire being all the bloody fools who are opposed to military train. ing. Any fool can knock the bottom | out of this Home Defense business. The Blue Water fools are champions at it. They may the only defense | against invasion is the Navy and/| that half a million spent on the Navy is worth untold millions chucked away on this ‘Nation in Arms’ shout. | And they're damn right.” “Well, then?” said Sabre. “Whit's the argument? What's the harm in knocking the bottom out of-this?” he nodded towards the poster. Otway spoke with astonishing in tensity. “Why, good God alive, man, don’t you see, we do want a nation | in arms; we want it like hell. But we don’t want it for here, at home: we want it to fight on the Contt | nent. That's where we've got to fight | —out there. And that’s where we're going to fight before we're many years older.” In his intensity he had extended | points into it with the handle of his stick, “See that?” Sabre was not In the mood to see anything. He Only wanted to be aw: 0, I'm dashed if I do. What | are we going to fight on the Conti- | nent for—supposing we ever do have to fight anywhere?” ‘The stick hammered away again “Because we've got obligations there. CHOCOLATE “Ohbh-h? said Nancy. Her ores} were as round as doflara, “I—I'm sipping?” / Whizz! Down she slid backward) off the Chocolate Mountain. “G—goodness!” cried Nick, his eyes @s round as buttons. “I—I'm slip Ping, toot” appeared. Whizz! Down he slid off the| well,” paid Nick. “It means an- Chocolate Mountain, also, clutching |other trip up to the Weatherman’s | the record for dear life. | Star.” } “I'l help you this time,” said a “What's wrong?” gasped Nancy. “We | “Yes, w ?” repeated Nick. were nearly to the top.” ‘The red-feather pen jumped out of | Nick's pocket and began to scratch | 4 message on the magic paper. “It's | 4, the Sorcerer, again,” it e's standing near his cave with a watch-crystal, and he’s catch- ing the hot rays of the sun and/ throwing them on the mountain. | CASTORIA For Infants and Children In USE FOR OVER 30 YEARS) Almazs | bears Signature Milde ore, ENTURES OF INE TWINS 2 MOUNTAIN Wherever they touch the hard choco- late, it melts and gets slippery. You'll have to hunt up Jack Frost and ask him to blow his coid breath upon it and harden it again.” “Just like Eskimo pies? shouted Nancy with glee. “Exactly! wrote the pen and dis his left hand and was beating his| | OUR BOARDING HOL | CAME UPAND SAID "TO ME |"GERGEANT HOOPLE, ON } BEHALF OF “THE BRITISH OF CONFERRING THE “TITL | oF ‘MAJOR’ ON You!” \ “MAT WAS FoR MY WEROIC SERVICES IN “HE 'BOER WAR’! We've got to defend Betgtum, tor | one. And if we hadn’t—if we hadn't any obligations We'd pretty soon, we'd damn soon find them as soon 4s ever Germany breaks loose, That's what these National Service Johnnies ought to tell the people, that's what | Bobs ought to tell them, that’s what these biasted politicians ought to tell ; them: you don't want National Serv- ce to defend your perinhing homes. | The Navy's going to do th You! Want ft like hell because you' got to defend your livee-out there.” He waved hin stick towards “out there.” “My God! he mid. He was con sumed with the intensity of his own | emotions, “My Ged! “I never thought about that, Sabre said doubtfully, “I never) thought there were any obtigations. | I doubt any member of the Gover ment would admit there were any.” | “I know damn well they wouldn Otwny declared. “And they'd be | helped to deny tt, or to evade it, by | the howl of laughter there'd be in/ the Commons tf any one had the gute) to get up and ask if we had any obii- | gations. There's no joke goes down | like that sort of joke, Well—” j “You're pretty sure there's going | to be a war, aren't youT™ “Sure? My God, sure? I teM you, | Sabre, you won't be five years, I) don’t believe you'll be two years, one | year, older before you'll net only be| sure—you'll know’ I've just finished & course at the Staff College, you) know. We finjshed up with a purh| over to Reigiam to do the battle-| fields. We went into Germany, some | of us. They fed us in some of their! menses, Do you know, those chape in thone menses there talked about fighting us as naturally and as cer tainly as you talk with your op-/ ponents about a coming footer match. | They talked about ‘When we fight you'—not ‘if we fight you'-—‘when,’ an if it was as fixed as Christmas. And they didn’t talk any of thin bilge | about fighting us in England; they knew, an I know, and every soldier knows—every soldier who's keen that it's going to be out there, Europe.” "I'm with you there,” Sabre said ut you know, Otway." he sald, | ‘a Jolly hard to believe all this in | evitableness of war stuff that chaps} like you put up. Do you read the! articles in the reviews and the quar. | terties? They all pretty well prove/ that, apart from anything else, a big | European war ts impossible by the! —well, by. the sheer bigness of the thing.” Otway was waiting with fidgrty Impatience. “I've heard all that. I don't give a damn for it. Of course you don’t know anything about it. No one does. Least of all those writing chaps. It’s all theory. Every | one thought that with modern this, and the other, you were ag safe on the last word in liners as in your own bedroom. Then comes along that | Titanic busineas tn April, and where In| conditions? Fifteen hundred people | done in. I tell you it isn't that thing» that used to happen can’t happen | now; it's simply that they'll happen a million times worse. What's the good of theories when you've fot |facts? Look at the things there’ve been with Germany just this year |alone. Old Haldane over in Germany in February for ‘unofficial discus. sions,’ Churchill threatening two keels to one if the German Navy law is exceeded. That was March, In) April the Germans whack up their Javy Law Amendment, twelve more big ships. That chap Bertrand Stew art getting three and a half years for espionage in Germany; and two Ger- | man spies caught by us here that | » Grosse over at Winchester As-| sizes, three years, and friend Arm: | gaard Graves up at Glasgow, eigh-| teen months, An American cove at! Leipzig taking four years’ penal for messing around after plans of the| Heligoland fortifications nose tive | yachting chaps in July arrested for By Zoo * NEG SIR» THE GENERAL.\ 7 io HUM » YOU ) J EMPIRE I HAVE THE HoNoR!| WEARING ALL. ‘ | the hell are you with your modern | Polly and Paul—and Paris (Copyright, 1922, by The fenttle Star) | | MEAN BORE || WAR= I S'POSE | You HAD TO Quir} ACCORDING TO AND HE NEVE! {Har “TOREADOR"|| pave 'EM = E| \YOUR MEDALS |] HE SAID HE WAS [lr erennicap \ee CAUSE “THEY)| SHOT SO MANY THINKS “TH! il MADE You {{ TIMES INTH BOER!) ia iual oF f \ HUMPED WAR “TH’ BONS USED RMS IGA \\BACKEDs “To USE Him FoR { \ A OA ONLY AN ARGUMENT, CRIBBAGE BY AHERN SAID HE WAS ATHIG BEST IN CHARGING = TWAR \ RD STL ABOUT ! eapionage at Eckernforde. War, too, | skits of it. Turkey and Italy hardly | done when all these Balkan chaps set to and slosh Turkey. Have you) seon today’s papers? I'll tet you they'll send Turkey to hell at Kirk Kilisee or thereabouts before the | week's out.” Ho was off, carrying his straight | back alertly up the etreet, ut Hie going was somehow as madden and startling as his appearance had been sudden and tumultuous, He had | \carried away Sabro's thoughts as a jet from a hosepipe will spin a man out of a crowd; smashed Into his pre occupation as a stone smashing thru | a window upon one deep in study galloped across his mind as a caval cade thundering thru @ village street —and the eftect of it, and the incon. | | grutty of it as, getting his bicycle lfrom the office, he rode homewards, |kept returning to Sabre's mind, as jan arresting dream will constantly | break across daylight thoughts, Iv Hie fintshed his ride in darkness, He left his bicycle in the roomy porch, He missed Low Jinks with | her customary friendly greeting. It) was very lonely, this, He opened the | 11 door and entered. Absolute si He had grown uncom#m ustomed to Low Jinks being +.» Absolute @ It wo coming into an empty house. And| he had got to go on coming into it, and living in it, and tremendously do- ing his duty in it, Like an empty house. Fe stood perfectly still In the perfect stillness, | ke down: it is beginning. You have struck your tents and are upon the | march, | (Continued Tomorrow) | Beckley IF You DONT WEEP AGATE TUL TAKE TUCSE PENNIES ANA | DENNIES IF You ISN'T THAT SWELL ,HELEN?, “war mage gre “We came to the Puget Sound from California in 1870" Mra. Herritt went on, “and I wasn’t much more than a taby. We lived first at La Conner, and moved to Whidby Iistand in 1876. “But the pig story happened at When father would feed our pigs, sometimes the wild ones from the woods would sneak up and snatch the feed away. And la Conner, fo they grew quite bold and didn’t seem afraid to come near the barn at all “I . suppose,” she hesitated a moment, “I suppose you children can't quite imagine how it was up there about La Conner, when I was little—there were the wide Swinumish flats; there was Skagit bay, and there were big sloughs which were high and low with the rising and falling of the tides, “Well, one of the little sloughs ran between our house and the barn which was the distance of a Block away, and over that slough, father had built @ little bridge * Ie Page 646 LIBBY AND THE WILD PIG THE OLD HOME TOWN a, 7 = Qrattle _ « “The day I'm telling you about the men were busy at the barn chaning wheat in the old noisy way they used then, and Sam, my baby brother, wanted to go to see them at work. “We left the house and wero about half way across the bridce when I looked up and saw, com- ing aronnd the corner of the barn, one of those wild hogs! “It! was a great big one, too, with long black bristles sticking up along his back like a hyena, and great teeth which looked to me like the old wolf's teeth in the ‘Red Riding Hood Pictures,’ “He ran fast, much faster than an ordinary pig, and as he ran he made an awful grinding, gnash- ing sound with his long teeth. “I was only a bit of a thing, not 5 years old, but I knew I must save our baby, so I put my arms around him, and began edging back toward the house, calling: “‘Mamal Mama! the top of my voice. “We moved so slowty—baby and I—and the beast came so fast that it looked as if nothing would save us.” (To Be Continued. FEY yee Mama? at soft voice. “No, don't look. You j ned " can’t see me, but I’m South Wind| op eC sine wide enough for @ wagon an jand I live in Bluster-Guat Land with CHAPTER LVIII—THE SERPENT’S TONGUE team to cross. my three cousins, I'll tell my cough cousin, North Wind, to blow open| Violet's Breton maid, with her{ “Not a bit of it! I was bored to | === ha aeainal ‘ len ‘an’'t make my work come the door of the house of the Nuisance t full skirt and starched cap,|@eath, Can't mi - Falrios and get Jack Frost. Then the| req the door to Paul right. I've rewritten this story five the Bois, tw 08 thine will conie ind tow thete| Pens UO, Or to Peal | times—and {t's all wrong still. “All right.” She disappeared, re- cold breaths upon the Chocolate | “Come in,” called Violet from an | “You're out of sorta, Vi-—what's|turning in a few minutes in smart " : " a. ‘eet clothes, Mountain so it will stay hard, and|other room, “take me as you find|the matter street ¢ You ea get over safely.” “tment | She moved restlessly about the| They took a taxt to the Place de la| Before the Twins could thank her,| She was seated before a writing-|room, trailing her velvet housegown. |Concorde § d strolled from there up South Wind was gone. In o few|table littered with papers, typewrit-| She clasped her hands bebind her/the broad, treeshaded Champs minutes the wun went out, and there|ten sheets, odds and ends of work. | head and came to @ stop before Paul, | Elysees. B began a great blowing. Then the|She rose with an air of weariness | looking at him meditatively The cool marble walls of the fa- lair grew cold. but flashed a welcoming smile “Lam out of sorts. Don't know | mous seafood restaurant were grate- on,”* . “put I'm interruptl apologized| why. Just a mood... I’m like|ful, Altho it was early, the big sem! it.” Pr eee Paul with a glance at thé desk. |th circular oyster bar was busy, well- ra 7. | rc c valk in| dressed men and women perched on (To Be Continued) ‘Ought to have known better than LAsten, Violet, you need a wa (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stary |to come at this hour.” the sunshine, Let's have o tramp in} stools around it, intent on their shelis of luscious scallops. brown-clothed tabl@ were filling up, corner. but ate sparingly. “Come, both into the blue devils! is the matter with you? I don’t fee! deserted village—" She looked up sharply. oysters and crabmeat and their The little but Iaul found a vacant one in a Violet sipped her white wine come, Vio, you'll drive us Whatever any too larky myself—coming home to an empty flat like a refugee to a “AhT And so you came to me? Wy ity itty DADKEYES L WONT HAVE TING To nes, TRUG) IVG PORTANT CNGAGE + MGNT ~—---- IF HAVEN'T TIMS TAKS TIMGS I!” FOUND THINGS THE MORNING THE PAINTERS HAD FINISHED AND ARTE THIS WHEN ‘rou HAVE | ENCAGEMGNTS, TECW (4 © SOMCTHING AGOUT (TW eA | | | 1 | | j | Thanks tremendously—and where's | your wife, may I ask? She seems! to have lots of friends lately. I've | seen quite a bit of her myself, She's | No doubt she's out amusing herself with— “Stop it, Vi!" Paui’s voice was low but not to be disregarded. n have no more of this sort of talk. We're neither of us in a mood for #0- ciability. I'll see you home.” “No, Paul—I've got to talk {t out! Does it ever occur to you that I de- serve a little consideration—that your wife is not the only person to be + certainly not been lonely. Protetced and defended? Now, ilsten.”* She paused a moment, holang his eyes with her own, Then, with low, deliberate emphasis; “I want your wife to let George Barray aione.” h, so it's Barray that's on f mind?” Paul smiled, ignoring c reference to Polly. “Well, Vi, you could do worse. You don't give @ — whoop for that chap in America, Barray is a darn solid boy for all his: gaicty. But you've a fight ahead, Ho isn’t the marrying sort." : “If your wife would stop-—" began Violet again, but got no further