The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 14, 1922, Page 15

4 “did block FRIDAY, APRIL 14, 1922, AS MHiltchinson ©1Fie ASMHUTOUNGON (Continued From Yesterday) l m1 Sometimes this was a Mttle eur orising, Fresh from newspaper in struction of the deadness of the dead: | lock, the pournancy of the crisia, or the stupendity of the achievement, one rather expected one's own per. | eqnal world to stand still and watch it. But personal world ever did stand still and wateh it. | Sabre, coming into his office on | the day reporting the affray in Dub Ma, was made to experience this, In the town, on his arrival, he pur chased several of the London news | papers to read other accounts and | other views of the gun-rumning and | ita sensational sequel Hie intention ‘was to read them the moment he got to his room, He put them on a chair while he hung up bis straw hat and filled a pipe. They remained there unopened til! | the charwoman removed the in the | evening. On his deak, as he lanced towards It, was a letter from Nona. He turned it over in bis hands— the same neat script. She never be | fore had written to him at the office. | It bore the London postmark. She would be writing from their town! house, It would be to say she was coming back. But she never Wrote on the occasions of her return: | they just met... . And she had never | before written to the office. Mr. Fortune appeared at the com. | municating door. Sabre put the let ter into his pocket and turned to wanis him. | Mr. Fortune came into the room. ‘With him was a young man, a youth, whose face was vaguely familiar to Sabre; Twyning behind. “Ah, Sabre.” said Mr, Fortune. “Good morning, Sabre. This ts rath @f @ larger number of visitors than | You would commonly expect, but we! are a larger staff this morning than ‘we have heretofore been. I am bring Ing in to you a new member of our staff.” He indicated the young man beside him. “A new member but} Dearing an old name. A chip of t the old Twyning He smiled, stroking his whalelike! front rather as tho this pleasantry had proceeded from its depths and he was congratulating it. The young Man smiled. Twyning, edging for Ward from the background, also smiled. All the smiles were rather | Mervous. This was natural in the! new member of the staff but in ‘Twyning and Mr. Fortune gave Gabre the feeling that for some rea gon they were not entirely at ease His immediate thought had been th fg was an odd thing to have om young Twyning without me ing it even casually to him. It was significant of his estrangement in the Office; but their self-conscious man MOr was even more significant: it SUEKested that he had been kept out | @f the pian deliberately. | He gave the young man hig hand. “Why, that's very nice,” he said. “Tl thought I knew your face. I think | I've seen you with your father.| You've been in Blade and Parson's Place, haven't you?” Young Twyning replied that he| had. He had his father’s rather quick and stiff manner of speaking. He was tair-haired and complexioned, good-looking in a sharp-featured way, | & favenile edition of his father in a| different coloring. | one’s own Mr. Fortune, still stroking the/ whalelike front, produced further Pleasantry from it. ‘es, with Blade and Parson. Twyning here has snatched him from the long arm of the law before he has had time to de velop the long jaw of the legal shark In point of fact, Sabre"—Mr. For-| tne ceased to stroke the whale-like | front. He moved a step or two out of the line of Sabre's regard, and/| standing before the bookshelves, ad. dressed his remarks to them as tho what clxe he had to say were not Of particular consequence—“In point Of fact, Sabre, this very natural and leasing desire of Twyning to have his son in the office, a desire w T am most hie first of his fee tion—in his new—er—in his new eponsibility, duty—er—function. I Uke this deeper tone in the ‘Six Terms’ binding, Sabre. I distinctly approve it. Yes. What was I sa img? Ah, yes, Twy is now in partnership, Sabre. Yes. Good.” He came abruptly away from the shelves and directed the whale-like front towards his door tn procesn of departure. “A little reorganization. | Nothing more. Just a little reorgn zation. I think you'll find we shall all work very much the more com. fortably tor it” He paused before young Twyning. “Well, young man, ! ve now you've made your bow before our literary adviser, I think we de cited to call him Harold, eh, ‘Twyn ing? Avoid confusion, don’t you agree, Sabre?” if that's Kis name,” Sabre said. He had remained standing looking towards father and son precisely as he had stood and looked at the par ty's entry Mr, Fortune gtanced eharply at him and compressed his lips, “It ts," he said shortly, He left the room. Iv Twyning spoke his first words since his entry, “Well, there we are, old man.” Tie smiled and breathed strongly thru his nose, as if tensing | himself against some emergency that might arise. ’, Sabre sald, “Yea, well done) Twyn- ing. Of course he promised you this long ago.” “You, didn’t he? Glad you remem- ber my telling you, Of course it won't make the least difference to you, old man, What I mean is, if anything I hope I shall be able to give you a leg up in all sorts of ways, I've been telling Harold what @ frightfully emart man you are, haven't I, Harold? Harold smiled assent to this trit- ute, and Sabre said, “I suppose we shall go on much as before?” “Oh, rather, old man.” “Harold be working in your room, eh “You, that’s the idea, for a start, anyway. They're just shoving up a desk for him. Come along in and| nee how we're fixing ta old man.” “I'L look in presently.” “Righto, old man. Come along, Harold.” At the door he turned and | said, “Oh, by the way, I want you! to shew Harold thru the work of this side of the business a bit later on.” Sabre looked quickly at him. “You want me to? Twyning flushed darkly, he may as well get the hang of the whole business, mayn't he? That's what I mean.” “Oh, certainly he should. I quite | agree, Send him along any time you W wen, | ‘Thanks awfully, olf man.” But outside the door Twyning add. ed to himself; “You thought that | was an order, my Jord: and you didn’t | like It Pretty soom you won't think. You'll know.” Vv Sabre remained standing at his desk. in his hand and he rolled it round between his ger and thumb, round and round and round round In his mind wa tien. | "You have struck yo upen the march.” He thought, “This has been com He had a ty ball of paper | sand sm ing a long time, ... It's my way of oking at things has done this. I'm getting > got nowhere to turn. It's no pretending I don't feel this, 1 t most frightfully | Kye let down the books! They'll take} & back place in the business now./ Twyning’s always been jealous of} them. Fortune's never really liked my success with them. They'll be | «in interfering with the books now. | My books. It was re y fone. Behind my back. Plotted against me, or they wouldn’t sprung it on me. like that, That shows what It's going to be like woudl i thru my way of looking | at things. T've no one here I can take things to ntful feeling of being alone in the place. And it’s going to be worse. And nowhere to get out of it. More empty at And now there's this. And to go back to that. home. .. I've got [You have struck your tents and are p © march’ Yes. Yes. He suddenly recollected Nona’s let ter. He took ft from his pocket and/ opened it; and the second event was discharged upon him. She wrote from thelr town house “Marko, take me Nona.” | His emotions leapt to her with rible violence. He felt his heart leap against hie breast as tho, eng his tumult, it burst its bonds and to her. He struck his hand upon the dexk. He said aloud, “Ye 2 He remembere ter. Yes? “If ever t, tel me Tell me. | He begen to write plans to her. He| would to London tomorrow. | She should come to the station if if not, he would be at t Weatern Hotel. She would tele phone to him there and they could arrange to meet and discuss what they should do. He would like to go away with her directly they met, but there were cer n thing» to ace He wrote, “E ean only take come the I a Hie pen stopped. Familiar words! Ci] ADV ENTURES Ey , THE LOST DIMES Tt was well-named the “Five-and-| n-Cent-Store Mountain.” | Nancy and Nick had been tn about & dozen stores and there were dozens Already they had their pockets full and thelr arms and more to come. hands full, and they were still shop ping. The more they saw the more they bought, for Just as fast as they spent one dime another appeared to take its o8. They had quite forgotten about their errand, about the Princess Therma, the Diddyevvers and the Korskn Toes and the Fairy Qu It re was a w« der that Nick managed to keep his hold on the magic records, whicl afte was the real reason for| the r more storea appeared the Tv wandered from other like lost Babes in-the with white mice stores with chicks, stores with gold — | t Spring Tonle | IDEAL BLOOD MIXTURE | Blood cle ser and system renovator. $1.00 and $2.00 bottles at drug stores, | or p. p. by Joyner Drug Co., Spo-| kane. — Advertisement, fish, stores with everything, were ther They'd be there yet, no doubt, and Princess Therma would have mar ried no one and died an old maid had not the red feather pen in Nick's pocket played a trick. It was ho w writing messages to the Twin They wouldn't have paid any att tion to them if he had. io when the next new dime pocket th and th peared in Nick's ed a neat hole Nick's senses came back with a " id be caught Nancy’s hand eyes,” he commanded “I'm going to your n a big brother way. lead you the rest of the way over is mountain, I'm not going Into another store—not if it falls on me and not if I ca mate It buy an automobile of pure gold for 10 cents,” it was a bit mean of him But m udder All the the childrer n mostly a quee bundles r thing happened and bags and thing bought diwppeared nd all the stores d the hae peared, too, and r dime in Nancy's pocket “It was mame, wasn’t It sped the little girl. “Do you #’poss Twelve Toes did it all?” “Ot course,” sald Nick | (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 192 , by Beatie Stary | | downwards. OUR BOARDING HOUSE { BUT MUTHAWS t1r6 I THE QUEER CREATURES AROUND HERE “THAT MAKE “THIS PLACE SO STUPID * JUST THINK HOW TERRIBLE IT WILL BE “Td HAVE KENNETH CALL ON ME HERE ! + OH DEAR, T'LL BE SO HUMILIATED WITH ALL, THIS RABBLE! / > He repeated them to himself, and thelr conclusion and their cireum stance appeared and stood, as with & @word, across the passage of his thoughta, “But I can only lead you I cannot lead you up As with a sword— He eat back In bis chair and gazed upon this armed intruder to give it battle. vu ‘The morning pased and the after noon’ while stil! he sat, no more mov ing than to sink lower in his seat as the battle joined and as he most dreadfully suffered in ite most dread ful onsets, Towards five o'clock he put out his hand without moving hin position and drew towards him the letter be had begun. The action was as that of one utterly undone. He very slowly tore It acroms, and thea across again, and #0 into tinlest frag ments Ul) his fingers could no more fasten upon them. He dropped his arm away and opened his hand, 4 the white pleces fluttered in cloud to the floor. Presently he drew himeelf up to the table and began to write, writing very slowly because his hand trem bled #0, In half an hour he blotted the few lines on the last sheet a So, simply what I want to do if we take it—be is to let our step mine, not yours. We shall forget absolutely that you ever wrote. It's aa tho it had never been written. On Tuesday I will write and ask you Shall I come up to youT So if you say ‘Yes’ the action will have been entirely mine will start from there. This hasn't happe during these days think like anything ov eaid. nor can’t have y more than trutt any degres: whate quibble to bite it r else th those is Just truth s just honor. And a marriage vow ® & pledge of honor like any other pledge of honor, and if one breaks It or, never mind There's no je way of arguing out of that I shall ask you to de and I'm just warning you so you shall have time to th beforehand.” Ho took his pen, and steadied his hand, and wrote And your re whichever it nome, one breaks 0: what the excuse con iy, when I ask you shall bring me light unutterable darkness. He could hear the homeward move It was time ments about the office. rosa the newsp rs in portentous to go. He wheeled hia bicye to the/and enormous Hines. Ireland er box at the er ot The Pre-|was pre away. It Cc senate "An wa bovaeed te dis whiar: ope eerie * 1 eland_* the evening edition of Pike's paper | o« es, He SS SS came bawling around the corner ” Many Page 650 | ’ at of it HECTOR DEC s again! Meaningless (Chapter ID ON SERBIA ords, for months and 1 , | ft “Th, ul a horse could He shook hin head at the paper the ed t ath and’ ren at man certainly tried) quiet and safe as boy held out to him and rode away | ty veusela, Some hard.” Mrs, Herritt continued, | pe.” What had md of thing to do) on 4 mb down. Some one “and finally he caught the horse “Geet + , ie sighed David, “that Ce with him? | r own. |] and put on the anddie, bat Hector I WANT To TA wrt | ‘ 4 down. | : 4 the| Must have been sport, Did Sam's PAIR OF SOCKS AND Unutterable darkness! He fived| The cauldron whose seething and|| Wa# restless and fretted, and the) within it during the days that fol-/ bubbling had entertained some, tid man .was tired and cross. ba . lowed while he awnited the da np some, some nothing at all oon yeti, kare tet ts Bave hin ‘Oh, yes,” she answered, “but I Soa out aor teas 2 agers ag per - page gy pte re a minute. And I petted him and| think Hector was harder for the a g that waa almost physical|fiames, upon the hearth of every told him about what a good horse| men to handle. They put a curt in pain, his spirit craved; and | man's concerns. he was, and he sighed jus: like a| bit on him; they tried every way the more terribly for 2 is de-| On Friday th oe Stock Exchange person, and rubbed his nose| they ever heard of to make him It. Whatever she sald when}closed, On Saturday Germany de ss euiaheie e Re bene sage heggr Fgpaeo : " Ttuuwia, In Sundays || ,aeunst my neck and I stroked it| trot along sedately, But no man swered him; he would be brought re-| paper read of the panic run and he stood just as sti'l, j aid eke hikes cig antnuts ‘he’ pete his intole stress, + If| on tt fighting to con “So the man got on an‘ started| ® "er on his back, he ran—ran t 4 honor above love, hie| vert their note gold. One Lon | like a streak paar Fe knew uld be weld bank hed euspended. phyment off, and I mounted another horse week knew, would wel k ha 1 pay “But for me, he was a different cna os an the presence of an-|Many had shut out fallure only by and started after, Ms A Sas laeeene ikea eae 9 yt horse. I could make him run or othe enormous support to |minutes when Ay Beene “1 waited till the man was over « timiait t e 4 red for love < e their door Pe were be walk or trot, just with a word his mind surged n him at the|sieging the provision shops to la belng uneasy; then riding UP! «rq ike to hear about your Iaatnintion Gf Dere away ¢ of close behind him, I gave Hector | yrotner Sam's horse,” David und forever the squeamish principles| And ured in flames upon th a cut with my riding whip and he an . urged agin which for years, hedging about his| hearth of ¢ span's Conaea. was off like the wind. " ‘ conduct on th 16 and or at, hadl (Continued 1 orrow) So that's how it happened that “He was ‘off and so was the! not long after the Everett trip the rider,” Mrs. Herritt laughed, “for! Kiddies went to see the mother ©. Vv a au am aris wise jump which upset thé) and that's how they got—rot By Zoo Beckley | sailorman and left him sitting in! sore more horse stories, but (Coprrteht, 1922, by The Seattle Star |{ the road rubbing his eyes to seo} more Sam stories, and Libby - what had struck him stories, and one of them began |} CHAPTER LXII—THE WONDERFUL THOUGHT played that trick over and} way back when Libby was only || Paul snapped off the light and But Polly had no sleep, She over again, The mon beesiaciic 3 or 4 years old. | sar ES 5 hy ping always that | wanted to open the door, She want-| ride my horse, but for me he was | (Lo Be Continued) 1 a; f ‘ , ; ed to ta longed for the com Pere Madame examined _ attentively the | genf{ly. w p rand conn rt of Paul's presence and the re-} . / |iile face, the darkringed eyes, the Listen, my chfld, and be tranquil. s into his arm: of laughing with him over the| 1 feverish lips. I believe Come—have you pet It was not doubt of her that wor hole affair. Hut before she could |4rink of water. She crawled out of} the lock made Polly lift a tearful! ‘Tell me, my bird all t something else to tell him also?” ried him—tho wt © would not tell|reach the point of yielding anger|bed and unlocked the door. ‘There|face. Mme, Dubois, with a tray of| troubles you~" And, without realiz:| ‘Women have a way ot saying him about the Bi incident he|choked her—the thought of Paul|Wa@# ho one in the other room. Onjhot coffee, came beaming toward | ing, Polly did tell. ‘The story flowed|things that other women undir could not make out. And why did /listening to Violet, to Mme, Dubois’ |the table lay a note her jforth with the abandon of an ice. | stand The gentle tone, the the concierge fabricate that st ratuitous deception, born of her won't disturb you,” he wrote.| “But—Ah, ma muvre cherie! Her| bound brook in spring. | wise, kind look, the sympathy in the thing about Polly being hom Fre idea that it is better to cover|T have said all I can, Women’s}face went grave at sight of the dis.| “I was a fool, a stupid o'd fool! | eyes—Polly suddenly comprehendedy aaite ‘ones nt? N >, hi than to risk m‘'sunder-|ways are strange ways, I cannot/tressed figure in the bed end her|cried Mme, Dubois, pounding her|and was silent while a tremendous refused to harbor deubt of 1 So the night wore on with |hope to fathom them." | voice was expressive as only a/work-worn hands together. “But I/ thought engulfed her. Things um it distress at thelr first reatlthe two further separated by that] She dropped {ft into the waste | French can be. “What is it,| shall tell him, and you shall also. | heeded came now in a rush of reallame quarrel that stung and tormented |closed door than as if oceans lay be-| basket, and steadied hersel? by the | little one? You can tell your old| You can so easily explain it all| tion. him. How could Polly allow it to|tween them. |tabweedge, fighting off the dizziness |friend here. But first drink this." | away!" | “I wonder—I wonder—" she whine happen—unless there were wome-| By morning Polly felt reafly fll.|that made her gasp and close her) At the motherly tone Polly's tears Not Polly's eyes shone again|pered, holding tight to the eam- © loowd ” thing to hide? Yet that was absurd, The whole thing was absurd, (==> TAKE UP TEMPORARY ABODE WITH US THE SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN THE OLD HOME TOWN lk Kerowup Ih TeMUP | ¢ TRYIN! "TO WARM UP HER VOICE ON OUR OL! PIANO = SHE'D HAVE TO BE A VENTRILOQUIST To GET “THAT GLORIA, DEAH HOME BRUNO: THEY'RE A COUPLE OF SOCIAL CLIMBERS USING, A FREIGHT ELEVATOR "TO GET UP NTO a . - PAE GET LINE OF )/ YOUGHTA HEARD Wiglaclee) PMMA 104) BE PATIENT, \i-nier Newctkamet| TH YOUNG FLAP lta on « a! | 1) 0 at A ie \ WE WILL soo * (he | SPEND “THE | SEASON WITH UNCLE VAN- | “TWOMBLEV SOCIETY « HOWL OF HERS WHEN HE HA-HA- “THEIR INTO SOCIETY ~ + FAMILY TREE WAS \) rf VEH, THEY'RE BACK- NUMBERS (ws H' 4ool_L ——F OPENS HIS SUMMER HOME AT LENNOX! \FULL OF SQUIRRELS y] 6 <> SOCIETY NOTE + | oa SPRING FEVER MADE. GREAT 5b JMirs. HORNSBY & DAUGHTER SS INROADS ON THE RANKS THE TOWNS WORKERS TORPAY —— DOINGS OF THE DUFFS You’LL BE ABLE To TELL MUCH ABOUT OLIMIA'S WOKE 5 BECAUSE THAT PIANO IS | 4 SO BADLY OUT OF Tune! x 4, « Ne iM. Freckles Was Careful Gre, ALEK NevER. Seed! mercy, FREcMES! WASTA WIPE DISHES Al ou MUSTNT WIDE UE T DOS SHucIS! T MIGHT AS WELL BEEN A GIRL. Fo 2 2 profited nothing those on whose be-| half they had been erected and his own life had desolated into barren news. | Ho was little dieponed, In these dis this darkness, to divert the inte nal dis h now were rumbling r Qeattle _ « Siow tole: mays and in httention to Her head throbbed and she was hot | eyes. wi afresh, She leaned | feverishly. and cold by turns. She must get a) The sound of the conclerge’s key in|aguinst the kind arm and sobbed, “He doubted me, he |clerge's hand, The older woman stopped her (To Be Cantinued) tt)