The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 11, 1922, Page 13

SASM Hutchi @19& ASMHUTCHINGON (Continued From Yesterday) PART THREE CHAPTER I | i But life goes on without the amall est regard for individual preoceupa: | tions, You may t up what at. titude you like towards it or, with | the majority, you may take up no/ attitude towards it but immerse your | self in the stupendous importance of | your qwn affairs afd disclaim any | connection with life, It doemn’t mat. | ter tuppence to life, The ostrich, on | much the same principle, buries ite | head in the sand; and just as forces | outside the sand ultimately get the | ostrich, so life, all the time, is mas sively getting you. You have to go along with it. And in October of the following | year, October, 1913, life was going along at a most delirious and trill ing and entirely fascinating speed. | ‘There never was such a delicious and | exciting and progressive year as be | tween October, 1912, and October, | wis. And it certainly took not the re Motest Dotice of Sabre. In February, Lord Roberts, at! Bristol, opened a provincial cam. | paign for National Service. The best people—that is to say those who did not openly laugh at it or, being scare- mongers, rabidly approve it—consid. | ered it @ great shame and a great | pity that the poor old man should thus victimize those closing years of his life which should have been spent im that honorable retirement which is the right place for fussy old peo- ple of both sexes and all walks of| life, Sabre, reading the reports of the! campaign—two or three lines—could | not but reflect how events were falsi- | fying, and continued to falsify the) Predictions of the intense Otway i} ‘this regard. Deliciously pleasant re- lations with Germany were variously evidenced thruout 1913. The King) and Queen attended in Bertin the wedding of the Kaiser's daughter, | ‘and the popular Press, in picture and | paragraph, told the genial Britivh | public what @ thoroly delightful girl | the Kaiser's daughter was, The) Kaiser let off loud “Hochs!" of friend- ly pride and the press of the world re-| aponded with warm “Hochs” of ad-| miration and tribute; and the Kaiser, | glowing with generous warmth, cele-| brated the occasion by releasing and! handsomely pardoning three of those very British “spits to whose incar ceration in German fortresses (Sabre | Feealled) the intense Otway had at tached such deep significance. This was a signal for more mutual/ “Hocha.” Later the Prince of Wales | Visited Germany and made there an extended stay of nine weeks; and in| pressed his constitutional habit, the |¢f man's rights in them. June the twenty-fifth anniversary | outetanding trait in his character, | 40 It-—in everything. Ff Of the Emperor William's accession was “Hoch’d™ thruout the Empire and admiringly back again from all quarters of the| Civilized globe. | It wag all splendid and gratifying and deeply comforting. So many “Hochst and such fervent and sin- cere “Hochs! never boomed across the seas of the world, and particu-| larly the North Sea or (nice and| friendly to think) German Ocean, in| any year as in the year 1913. " Not that relations with Germany counted for anything in the whirl of intensely agreeable sensations of these excellent days. Their entirely Pleasing trend prevented the scare Mongers from interfering with full enjoyment of the intensely agreeable sensations; otherwise they were, by comparison with more serious excite- ments, completely negligible. The excitements were endicss and of! every nature. At one moment the| British public was stirred to ita depths mn depths not often touched | Gin 1913) by reading of Scott's glori-| ous death in the Antarctic; at an-| other it was unspeakably moved by | the disqualification of the Derby win. ner for bumping and boring. In one week it was being thrilled with sym-| pathy by the superb heroism and the | appalling death-roll, four hundred twehty-nine, in the Welsh colliery disaster at Senghenydd; in another thrilled with horror and indignation | at the baseness of a sympathetic | strike. In one month was immense MAGIC “We'd better not This time the Twins got over the Chocolate Mountain safely. No more sipping. No more sliding back. Jack Frost and North Wind, with their cold breaths, kept the moun tain as hard as an Eskimo pie, and | Twelve Toes was furious. He put) his watch crystal back in its case | with a great snap and ground hia| awful teeth. “I thought I had them | thet time, sure,” he raged. | He t into his cave and got out! his spygiass and took a 6000 look When he discovered that the Twins were not only safe but that the) raveling had disappeared from the! record, he was completely beside himself. | Only two more mountains and the even Valleys left! he shrieked. “I'll have to see to it that each one is harder to cross than the last.” | Well, Nancy and Nick started up| the Five-and-ten-cent-store Mountain | with light hearts, Jt did seem as tho most of their troubles were over at last. They had no idea of the TUESDAY, APRIL 11, 1922. PAGE 13 THE SEATTLE STAR ss BY STANLEY OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN , THE OLD HOME TOWN : Bh AN RE ERT STS oie Se eC is a 7 ARE ANVOF YOU “V/TLL DELIVER PII'LL TAKE (7 \ILETME MAIL |] BETTER HOLDER NS BOYS GOING DOWN H \TIN PERSONH MIGS FISHER | 1 \T «1'M GONG!) GIVE IT 10 NE va VAT 4 = TO"THE DRUG STORE! For You, MiSs |] MY ANCESTORS] 1 “THE PosT}} ME = THESE SHES | (You SAY (NO-NO “TONIGHT 2 = THIS FISHER (err H WERE ALL MAIL-[] OFFICE TO // EGGS WiLL \AREARIN ITS GOT Pus LETTER MUSTGO [li6y'T OUTOF ] MEN= OUR COAT [| FILL. UP MY | negro el A GOOD i BPSCIAL. DELIVERY \(1H' Stave! | OF ARMS WAS A \ FOUNTAIN /-) "THEIR : AND L HAVE “To 7p |FLIGHTOF STNRS|\ PEN! / | +; - 2 } } UNTIL WANT Marre PHONES) { AND A WHISTLE!) “~~~ [some pRv CALL® tT WILL ee ‘ gE SO outer) = \ CLEANER \C oF Yous / — Sas i ver excitement because the strike of| eleven thousand insufferable London taxtdrivers drove everybody into the aplendid buses, and in anoth month immense excitement beoa un the strike of all the insufferable London busdrivers drove everybody into the jendid taxis, M. plished the astounding feat of flying | upside down at Juvisy without being killed and then wame and flew upside | down without being killed at Brook lands. One man flew over the Simp: | jon Pass and another ¢ the Alps. | Colonel Cody flew to his death in| one waterplane, and Mr, Hawker made a superb failure to fly around | Great Britain in another waterplane. | The suffragiste threw noixome and inflammable matter into the letter | boxes, bombs into Mr, Lioyd George's house at Walton and into other al-| most equally sacred shrines of the great, stones into windows, axes into pictures, chained their minguided bodies to railings and gates, jammed | their miserable bodies into prisons, hunger-struck their abominable bodies out again, and hurled their outrageous bodies in front of the aa ered race for the Derby at Epsom, and | the only leas sacred race for the Gold | Cup at Ascot. It was terrific! At one moment the loyal public was thrilled by the magnificent en- folment of the Ulster Volunteers, and at another moment outraged by the seditious and mutinous enrob ment of the Nationalist Volunteers; in one month the devoted Commons t read a third time the Home Rule |*me of these Unionists together, my | Bill, the Welsh Church Dixestabliah- | class, my friends. They say abso-| ent Bill and the Plural Voting Bull, |!¥tely nothing else but damning and and in the very same month the | blasting and foaming at Lioyd George | stiff-necked and abominable Lords | 40d Asquith and the trade unionists for the third time threw out the | Absolutely nothing cise at all, And/ Home Rule Bil, the Welsh Church | YOU get some of these other chaps Disestablishment Bill and the Plural | together, or their newspapers, and} Voting Bill. It was terrific. The |!t'* exactly the same thing the oth newspapers could scarcely print it—-|Way about, And yet we're all in the/ or anything—-terrifically enough, Ad-| "Me boat. There's only one life— | fectives and epithets became ex.|OBly one living—and we're all io it. | hausted with overwork and burst. | Come into it the same way and get The word crisis lost all meaning, )°Ut Of it the same way; and all up} There was such a welter of crises |4suinst the same real facta as we) that the explosions of those that | 4F@ against the same weather. That came toa head were unnoticed and | fire the other night in High Street pushed away into the obscurest cor |All sorts of people, every sort of per ners of the newspapers, before the |, lent a hand in putting it’ out. | ularming swelling of those freshty|And that frightful railway disaster rushing to a head. It was magnifi. jat Alngill; all sorts of people worked cent. It was a deliciously thrilling | eether in rescuing, No one stopped and emotional year. A terrific and | to ask whether the passengers were stupendous year. Many well-known |fitst class or third, Well, that's the | people died. sort of thing that gets me, Fire and dinaster—those are facta and every: | It was naturally a year of strong | Dody meta to and deals with them. partisanship, A year of violent feel.| And if there wae a big war every ings violently expressed: and amidat |body would get to and fight it. And) them, and because of them, Sabre | Yet ll these political and social found with new certainty that he had|‘hings are just as mu facts that no violent feelings. Increasingly he | *ffect everybody, and all anybody can | came to know that he had well ex.| 40 i# to shout and smash up the oth-| ‘They all THE FIRST FEW WARM DAYS MELTED THE 1000 POUNDS OF CREEK ICE THAT GIDEON HENSHAW HAD PUT UP FOR SUMMER USE — ee, ~~. MISS FISHER CAN ————" STIR UP ACTION === DOINGS OF THE DUFFS WELL, PVE GoT THE Picture] [7 DOWN ~ NOW WHAT ? hs 4 NOW (war? Religion’s ax TMK TLL ASK =< when, on the day of that talk in the |b#d as any—worse. Here's one of jerman | office with Nona, he had spoken of | there bishops saying he can't counte. | BAM, I GUESS “Hoch’da”| hie disastrous inability—dinastrous | "ance Churchmen preaching in chap | VILL = Nooo | wicked and disastrous side. ar rar wais fo) oa HE, Tw! from the point of view of being aat.|*l* Or dissenters being Invited to/ infactory to singleminded persona, or |Preach in churches because the} of pulling out that big booming atuft| Church must stand by the rock prin- | called success—to see « thing, what-|Ciples of its creed, and to preach in| ever it might be, froma single point |* chapel would mean politely not of view and go all out for it from | touching on those principles. You'd that point of view. “Convictions,” | think heaven didn't come into the he had said, and often in the welter | business at all. And you'd think that of antagonistic convictions of 1911|lif¢ doesn’t come into the business thought again, “Convictions, 11} living at all. All smashing. you're going to pull out this big| Well, I can’t stick shouting and 1) booming stuff they call succens, if|c#n't stick smashing.” you're going to be satisfactory to| Iv } anybody or to anything, you must| Something of these views he one shut down on everybody's point of | day expressed to Pike, the editor of | view but your own. You must have | the Tidborough County Times. He convictions. And narrower than| was taken into the County Times) that—not only convictions but con-| office by business connected with an vietion, Conviction that your side|error in the firm's standing account | ia the right aide and that the other|for advertisement notices and, en side is wrong, wrong to hell.” | countering Pike outside hin room, en. And he had no such convictions. | tered with him and talked. Hast might.” Above, and most «emphatically, he! Pike was a man of nearly sixty! pice was a man of extraordinarily! had never the conviction that his|with furiously black and luxuriant) yjolent language. Consequent, no| side, whichever side it might be in| hair. He had been every sort of! doubt, on the restraint of having to! any of the iswues daily tabled for | journalist in America and in London, | write always in printable language, men's discumsion, was the right side | and some years previously had been | his vocal discussion of the subjects and the other side the wrong and|brought into the editorship of the wh te was mainly (a trade L 30S ‘You HAVE TODAY'S PAPER RIGHT THERE AT YouR GBow, ar. {County Times. The Press, bres! unprintable. He spoke of + He used to think, “I can't stand | based on the lberty of the English | unionists always as “those «wine and | shouting and I can’t stand smashing. | people and superbly impervious to! dogs” and of the members of the * vs And that’s all there is, These news. | whatever temptation to jump in the ernment as “thove papers and these arguments you hear | direction the cat Jumps, ia, on the| «wine and dogs being refined —it’s all shouting and smashing. It's other hand, singularly sensitive to| temperate euphuisms for the epithets || By abel Cleland Ed employed. EE - never thinking and building. It’s all | apparently inconsequent trifles in the | Mr. Pike actually destructive; never constructive. All| lives of its proprietary. Pike, with However he heard Sabre's stumb | blind hatred of the other views, never | his reputa brought into the | ting periods tolerantly out and toler fair examination of them. You get/ editorship of the County Times sole | antly dealt with him. Page 647 “SAM” “Would a pig attack you—just, know what it would be. lly because the proprietor late in lite Excuse me, Sabre, but that sort | : |euddenly married, The wife of the | of stuffs absolutely fatal—tatal. It's ike w wolf or a bear or any:| “They all ran, ull came ns ae proprietor desiring to share a knight-' simply compromise, Compromise. thing?’ David asked in a tone of | & they could, but mother said | hood with her bustand, the proprie | The most fatal defect in the English |} et surprise | “you notice, it's always the ‘or, anxious to please but unwilling | character.” ? * a to pay, incontinently sacked the| Sabre happened to be stout enough “A wild pig would,” Mra, Her.) OMe who cares, who gets there MONEY tame editor who was beguiling an|on this particular point. “That's just|f rit told him. “They attacked| first.’ It was father who réached MONE Jamiable dotage with the County | what ft isn’t. Precisely what tt isn't, | own nen, und were real Us first, and father who drove Times and looked about for a wild|1 loathe compromise. More than any- ~ J away the hog and saved our Jeditor, whom unquestionably he/thing. Compromise is accepting 'a|] danger to such lttle folke as we | 1WN) |found in Mr. Plice. little of what you know to be wrong were. Taina | The breath of the County Times/|in order to get a little of what you “Well, mother heard me call “Later, Uncle Sam kept on the jbecame as the breath of life to the| imagine to be right.” | watehs O08 When Uio trinery)’ den ing, and she fairly flew out of the | Tory tradition and burst from its| Pike made a swift note in ai : | columns as the breath of a fiery fur-| hand on his blotting pad. “xa +|[ house and reached us when the gerous pig gs ngord ee more ' WVHENEVeCR 1 LET You nace upon all that was oppored to| Well?” | rig was leas than 10 feet away,| Mischief, Unclo Sam shot him. |the Tory tradition, ‘The proprietor] “Well, that's just the opposite to th <seliing etvhd artic each |* *Snmagubt swith; Taby)? te ate aT (Tt, “fou CET ME C n ju an. en accepting, ad- | b felt that his knighthood wae assured | what I mean. I mean pting, ad peta | tome, "Tn june. abiooe ‘thdt: old Look arm, ran toward some which father had put in for his new fence. an soon am the tide of liberaliem| mitting, what you know to be right.” | turned; and the County Time: hich | could not notice even a Baptist har veet fextival without snorting fire and brimstone upon it, aid that the | it did not print} a Riu pig and tack his hide on the barn —s as @ warning to the others,’ and he did. Pike smote his hand upon the blot ting pad. “But, damn it, those dogs swine never are right.” ere you are!” said Sabre. “She reached that point and tide of radlcaliem And there they were, shouting, sereamed for father, for it was by| ‘*That bridge gave mother many the words Liberal or Liberalism—was | smashing; and Sabre could not do that time a close chase. a scare before we left LA Conner. turning every day. About once a| either and retired dismayed from the “She dodged this way and that,| “Sam was the cutest tittle fel- arenas of both (Continued Tomorrow) week the County Times sald that the tide of radientiem “definitely turned low, but he was so full of mis chief and so fond of playing in the and the infuriated beast snarled and kept up that terrible ‘champ- Be stop,” said Nick | champing’ of his ugly teeth, and! water that he was a regular awful things Twelve Toes was plan- id P. ° almost reached her again and] ‘Hair-breadth Harry’ with his es- one | Polly amd Paul—and Paris ||} <x: = Nancy looked around tn pleased | By Zoo Beckley (Copyright, 1922, by The Seattle Star) “Presently over the noise in the barn the sound of our reached the men. Father grabbed a pitchfork and they ran out to- gether to meet whatever danger they of course didn’t “When you go back to Seattle you see mother and she will tell you about Sam and his pranks.” “Did I tell you about ponies?” she suddenly asked, (To Be Continued) surprise, “Oh, Nick, this is a lovely | place,” she ert “Just ere stores everywhere, an them have signs which say * Over Ten Cents,’ “We'd better not stop,” declared | Nick, but his eyes had spied some | pefore thing in a window and his voice did | not sound as tho he meant it. “Phere | *" voices CHAPTER LIX—THE TELLING OF A TALE Violet had never seen Paul angry (no eyes for me, for anyone, because our threatened. Under his look, the words | she—she—well, I suppose it amuses her! She stopped abruptly. They walked t died on her was about to re : same breath as a person like my-| the strange homecoming with are some dandy fishhooks,” he said. | lips. He beckoned to the waiter, | slowly on. | : self.” |in ‘the early imoraing, . “Lave -take @ peep,’ | paid the bill, saw to her wraps and| ‘Violet-you've got to say less|(rative was skillfully told, leaving} You needn't glower at me, it is the Polly is—"* he ignored her inter-| Wearily he put Violet into her guided her to the street before she|than that, dr more, Either you are| herself in the role of the deeply in-|truth. * * * I waited. She came—|ruption, “perfectly certain to tell/ and said good night, ad He shifted the record to the other | arm and slipped his hand into his trousers pocket. Suddenly his fin ertion by Polly|they came, she and George Barray— egerated. Yet|at 7. Remember, I am relating tact been there, |not fancies. realized what was happening. | talking absolute rot He said nothing until they came to| holding something “Good night,” she answered, a of sullen anger on her face. "Yo me the whole story as soon as I see her.” you are with-|jured one. Her d | Barray was gers touched something. “Why,” he|a etreet lamp. “Oh, am 1? Listen, then, you | Polly herself, had ° You insisted on the} A hard smile crossed Violet's face, | very disgusted with me, no do waid, “I didn’t know I had any| “Now I can eee your face,” he sald | shall hear it all.” would have been at a loss to put it in| whole truth; now you know it, 1/drawing her lips down at one corner, |friend, But if you do not b money. Here's a dime! He held it|in an ominously quiet tone. “You| she told the story of the studio; a better light |make no comments, pass no judg-|Without seeing her, Paul knew that | speak the truth, you have ony up proudly, are either mad, or joking in a way I | party. verything she said we “TI had walked and hunted all | ments,” she lifted her eyebrows and shrugged |ask that nice concierge. of “And I've a dime, too,” cried | will not stand from anyone.” true. She dealt in facts. But there |night,” finished Violet. “I hated to) “You had better not,” said Paul, |as she answered, “Perhaps. Perhaps |about that morning, She was said Violet. | are ways of making facts look pretty |arouse my maid at dawn, and de-| “You know perfectly well Polly is no | not.” thero—when they came home,” Nancy, reaching into her own little} “I am not joking, | apron pocket |“or nome incomprehensible reason, |much as the teller wants them to, | cided to stop in at your flat, wash up| more in your way than—than I am.| He refused to prolong the conver-| Paul was too furious to reply. Twelve Toes had put ther there, |George Barray is Interested in your| Emphasis here, reserve there, a with-|and have Polly give me a cup of| Polly is—"* sation, If Polly hed only been at|turned abruptly and tramped ial (To Be Continued) wife, Her youth, her vette holding of certain details, the play-|coffee before going home, But at ‘a paragon, of course,” cut in| home! How he longed to hear from |direction of his house. ee (Copyright, 1922, by Seattie Star) | something. When she is by, he has ing up unduly of others, Her nar-!§ o'clock she still had not come int! Violet, “not to be mentioned in the her lips “Ne story of the party—of (To Be Continued)