The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 19, 1922, Page 13

(Continued From Yesterday) Young Perch grasped hie hand in relief, “Oh, Sabre, if you do! 1 felt you would help, You've always been ‘a chap to turn tol I've turned to you, Peroh, you and your mother, a good deal more than you might imagine, 1° lad to if Lean, The chance I'm think: bout | wae hearing of only a ‘The works’ foreman in my office, an okt chap called Bright, Hey got a daughter about tighteen oF thereabouts, and [ was hearing be wanted to get her into sonte kind of pest like yours. I've spoken to ber once or twice when ebe's been about the place for her father and | took « tremendous fancy to her, She's as pretty a & pipture, Bitie, she's called. | believe your mother wouk! jake to ‘her mo end, And shé'd just love yout mother, Young Perch aid rather thickly, “Anyone would who takes her the right way.” Sabre touched him encoura, on the shoulder. “This gift iefie if ently 6 coh get her. Shee that sort, I know. I'D see about it at oneé. Ruck up, old man.” “Thanks most frighttully, ‘Thanks most awfully.” ix It was from Twyning that Sabre had heard that & post of some sort was being considered for Bettie Bright. Her tether, as he had told young Perch. was Works’ foreman at Fortune, Bast and Sabre's, “Mr, Bright.” A massive old man with @ massive, rather striking face hewn Deneath) a bald dome and thickly @rowD 41) about end down the threat with stiff white balr, Me had been in the firm as long as Mr. Fortune himeele and appeated to Rabre, who bad little to do with him, to tune orders from nobody. Ht was intense ly religidus and he had the Geepeet and extraordinarily ayes that frequently denote the religious sealot. He was not iiked by the hands. They called him Moses, dis: Uked his intense religiosity and feared the cold and heavy manner that he had. He tred heevily about the workshops, leoking into the eyes of the young men as If far more can: eernéd to search their souls than their benches; and Sabré, when speaking to hith, alWays had the feeling (hat Mr Bright was penetra. ing bim with the same intention. Extraordinary that sueh a stern and hard old man should have for daughter such & frash and lovable Sabre. stip of & young thing as his Hfrie!) Bright Ethie, Sabre always called her. imverting her names Mr. Bright had a little cupboard called his office at the foot of the main stairway and Bright Effie came often to see her father there. Sabre had epokén to her in the little cupboard or just outeide it. He Rad delight tn watch: ing the moet extraordinary shining that she had in her eyes, It was like! reading an entertaining he used to think, and he had the that bumor of that rarest kind which & unbounded love mingled with un- Dounded sense of the oddities of ‘life Was packed to bursting within her. All that ahe saw or heard seemed to be into that eahaustiers fount, Metamorphosed into the most delt- clqus sensations, and shone forth in extraordinarily thru her eyes, Somewhere in the dullest day light ts found and thrown back By a bright surface, It was Just #6, Sabre used to think, with Bf. fie, All things were fresh to her and she found freshness in ali things. Some such apprehension of her As Nancy and Nick came gized at them curiously, The red.teather pen flew out of Nick's pocket toward Cobalt Town on4 found ite place in the wing of the turiéus falcon which guarded the gate to King Indig’s palace. A» Nancy and Nick came along the road queer people gaséd at them | curiously. ‘They were the Dida yevers with the blue hair. “Look! said one, poxing hia neighbor. “There are some etrankers Who 46 you suppose they are?” , came DYE STOCKINGS OR SWEATER IN humerous delight | SEATT OUR BOARDING HOUSE SO!+ 1 WONDERED wHAT MADE THE DILLOW SLIPS AND SHEETS IN THIG ROOM LOOK LIKE DISTRESS SIGNAL | | EVERY WASHDAYs IF You TWc | |] ARENT THe DUDES - GET | | THOSE SHOES DOWN OFF THAT BED!) 1 THIN LLL | | ! GET You GOTH SOME D # MATS Tb SLEEP / ver Sabre had expressed to Twyning on the Secesion that came to his mind | during young Peroh's entreaty tor! some one to live with hie mother. Sabre had been standing with Twyn: jing at Mr, Portun Sy | Briahe and, Metie ion | Js | 804 crosst o8' Reath thi Twyning, who was on! intimate terms with Mr. Bright, had | @iven « short laugh and said, “Hullo, | you seem to have deen thinking a lot) about the falr ttiel” ~ | ag The kind of laugh and the kina | | Ot remark thar fe hated aiid he} | Ave a alight gesture which Twyn: | ing well hnew meant. that he hated) it, This wae what Twyning called “etuck - ubpishnées” and equally ted, and he chose words exprenive his resentment—the class insint- 7 | ON! “Well, she's got to earn her living, however jolly she is. shé's not on of your fine nee woe know.” Sabre recogni: tmplication Dut tehored it, “What's old Bright going to do with her “Me doesn't quite know. Me was talking to ty missud About it fhe her @ut de a sort of jadi’. companiin somewhere.” ‘This wae what Sabre had remem: | dered; and he went straight from | young Peroh to Twyning and recalled | the conversation, ‘Twyning said. “Hullo, still interest 4 in the tatr Ettier “It's for youhg Perch aver at Pen. Nothing the penetration abated | from the deep-set eyes, nor came any expression of thanks from the stern, pureed mouth. “I'll take my girl ot | permitted his éyte to rest Ment on Harold, seated at his déuk —“and he feels he ought to join the army. He wants the girl to be with Rig mother while he's away,” Twyning, ovting the glance, changed his tone to one of much . “Oh, | #@e, Old man, No, Ya got nothing yet, She was ever te our place to tea last Bun and see for myself, Mr, Sabre.” Surly, stupid old man! However, poor young Perch! Poor old Mrs. | very thing, if only it id come off. xi lt came off. Sabre went up Puneher'’s Farm on the evening of | the day Mr. Bright, “to eee for him . : self,” had called with Brtie. Young “Good. TH go and tlk (6, Old/ Porch greeted him delightedly in the Bright, I'm heen about this” doorway and clasped hie hand in ‘Yes, you stem to Be, Old MAN.” | gracitude, “it's all right. It's fixed. | x It's fixed. She's com I've had the moat frightful struggle with my) mother, But it'« only her way, you know.” He stopped and Sabre heard | him guip. “Only her way, 1 could) see she took’ te the girl from the start, My mother's started knitting me a pair Of nocke and old an BrightI aay, he's rather an alarni ing sort of person, Sabre-hed hardly | MP. | opened hia motith when they arrived | fon pn _ Nat when they know who} when tne girl, in the moat extraordl: nery, makingatus-ot-her kind of |. The old man was standing before/ way, told her ahé was using the) | Sabre im the Little cupboard ‘bendinw} Wrong fine needles oF romething. And, | his head close towards him as tho} my mother, as if she had known her [he would sense out, if he could not/au her lite, said, ‘There you are, I| sce, some hidden motive behind al) knew I was It * this, He contracted hie great brows) ing Fredais to do ea if to squeese more penetration inte | He simply le bin gaze, “Yes, but Tl want refer aoything they lk And she told) ences, Mr. Sabre. My girl's been well tne girl she thought she bad some brought up. She's not going here, | other needies in one of thoae gigantic there, nor anywhere.” old boxes of ours, And they went) Extraordinary the intensity of his | off together to look, and heeven only | searching, suspidlous stare! Hard.|/ known what they got up to: they) | stupid old man, Sabre thought. “Desh | were away about half an hour and) it, does he suppose I've got designs | came back with about three hundred | jon the girl?’ He would have re-| weight of old wools and nine pounds |turted ‘an impatient anewer had he! of needies, afd talking about how | not Been so Anxious on the Petohen’| tney were going thru all the other behalf. Instead he said pleasantly,| pores, ‘now I've got some one to “Of course she’s not, Mr. Bright. You! help me,’ aa thy mother said. Ry may be sure I wouldn't suggest this Jove, the girl's wonderful. D'you | it T didn't know it was in every way | know, che actually kissed my mother desirable, Mrs. Perch 's a Very O14/ when «che wan leaving and said, ‘Now friend of mine and « very simple and be cure to try that little piliow just king old lady. There'll be Only her | under your wide tonight, Just press [seit tor Métis to meet. And she'l! it in a@ you're falling asleep’ Ty Make a daughter of her.” | Jove, you can't think how grateful "| 1 am to you, Sabre.” | felt she'd be just like that. But why Mr. Bright received the suggestion with & manner that irtitated Sabre. While he was being told of the Perches he stared at Sabre with that penetrating gaze Of Nis as tho in the Proposal he searched for some motive Other than common friendliness. His fire, comihentt was, “They'll want ret. erences, | suppose, sir?” Sabre smiled. “Oh, scarotly Bright. “fam glad.” Babre told him, “I jbave you been having & frightful struggle over it with your mother if he's taken to her so? Young Pereh gave the fond lite laugh with which Sabre had so often heard him conclude his énormous ar |guments with his mother, “Oh, you know what my mother tx, She's now made up ber mind that the girls coming here to 40 what she calls ‘eateh me’ Bhe'll forget that soon. Anyway, the @ coming. She’ coming the day after tomorrow, the day I'm going. Come Along In and see my mother and keep her to it.” | The subject did hot require bring | ing up. “I s#lippond Freddie's told you what he's forcing me into now Mr, Sabre,” old Mra. Perch greeted him. “It's a funny thing that 1| |ehould be forced to do things at my | | time of lite, Of course she's after | Freddie. Do you suppose I can't see that? } “Well, bit whe Won't see Freddie, | He won't be here.” . | “#he’ll enteh him.” declared Mee a, Perch doggedly, “Any girl could along the road, queer people | carch vreddie, He's » positive fool lwith one of these girle after him. Now she’s got to have bis uncle Hen [the anawer, “or they couldn't have|ry's armchair in her room, If you the Seven Mountains. 1 fr a a beng nop “ “Mow look here, Mother, you wonder what the black thing is. | pertactiy well that wan four own Weeder itggedd | You sid you felt sure she had | | Which they dia, le ” oak back and tha’ | When they heard that it was the | 1 néver suppared Phe Was going | record with Longhead’a message a| to have your uncle Hénry's chair for | wild chéer @rose, “Lohg live the! her weak back of for any other back Twinst’ they shouted. “Long live Ask Mr. Sabre what hé thinks. There {King Indig and long live Princeas| be \#, Ask him.” | |Thetma! Long live everybody. We| Sabre ruid, “But you do like the| may have @ quéen soon!’ girl, don’t you, Mrs, Perch | “But,” said Nick, “we don’t know| Mr. Peroh pursed her lips i what the record says, fonghead| “I don't say I don't like her. 1 may have decided that Princeans| merely ask what I'm going to do ‘Therma is to marry King Vérdo with the green beard.” with her in the house, When Fred. | die said he wanted to bring some one | It séema that he couldn't have nail @ worse thing, for instantly in to bé with me, I ever aupposed | there was a hubbub. The Didd | Mra. Perch crossed he was going bring « chit of # . 7T WHY, M2S HOOPLE © \ THERE'S A MUSEUM IN FRANCE TODAY H with a @eD SHEET F ow BxHiprt wrth A SET OF NAPOLEONS} BOOT PRINTS OW IT! Ve JUST THINK, HIS \ LANDLADY USED TO GET | A ROVALTY FoR LeTTIN’ || \ PROPLE LOOK AT ‘EM! Ac ¥ % > / /| A lan! cr& Sewep RIGHT, re — Guoes v6 SHEETS =: E_STAR BY AHERN 4 MY FEET ARE ASLEEP- THAT'S WHY T'M PARKING EM UP ON TH! DILLOW = WESE HOOFS OF MINE MAVE STOOD BY ME A’ LONG TIMB AND ft AW T SOING BACK ON 'EM NOW RESIDES THIG 1S MY OWN PILLOW GLID® IT BELONGED ] A BUDDY OF MINE |N COLLEGE WIS NAME 1S ‘PULLMAN’ DOINGS OF THE PUFFS OLIVIA, WHILE YOU ARE Down “TOWN | WISH YOU WOULD BUY PAIR OF TROUSERS FOR DANNY- DARK BLUE, SIZE SIX, AND HAVE THEM CHARGED TO TOM-~- DON'T PAY Too MUCH FOR THEM SATE Six A PLL TAKE THEM ~ ONE PAIR, SIZE Six- BLUE -ALLR child Into the house, | aekure you 1| Hever euppored that was going to be) done to me | And then quite suddenly Mrs. | Pereh ped into a chair and sald in a horribly weak volo¢, “I don't find whd comes into the house, now 1 can't contend like I used to con tend.” Immense teare gathered in her eyes and began to fun ewiftly down her cheéka, “I'n not fit for] anything mow, 1 ban’t live without Freddie. 1 like the girl! but all this house where we've beth #0 without Freddie... 1 # his dear, bright face everywhere. | Why must hé 6, Mr. Sabre? Why} must Khe go? 1 don't understand this | war at all.” | Her voice trailed off. Her hands} furnbied on her lnp. A tear fell on th She brvshed at it with al fumbling motion but it remained there Young Perch took her hand and! fondled it. Sabre saw the wrinkled, | fumbling old hand between tha] strong. brown fingers. “That's all right, Mother. Of course, you don't understand it, That's just it. You! think I'm going out to fighting and all that, And I'm just training camp here in Eng! bit. And before Chrixtmas it will ail be over and I shall Come fiying back and we'll ond Mise Bright toddling off home and—-Don't éry, Mother, Don't ery, Mother. Isn't that #0, Sobre? Juet training in Rngland sn't that #0? Now wherever’ your old Kandkérchiet got to? Look here; here’a mine, Look, this ta the one! 1 chose that day with you In Tid borough, Do you remember what a jolly tea we had that day? Remem ber what 4 Inugh we had over that funny teapot, ‘There, let me wipe them, Mothér. .. .” Sabre turned away ful war. t (Continued Tomérrow) This ftright- “Atwor @ while,” Mrs, Calhoun | Went on, “there were more emes | And thore chickens and wé had fried chicken | once in @ while, and egay to cook with ‘It wae about enough to have thie time that Aunt Sadie and the twine came to the Pugét Souhd country, “Allht Sadie hadn't been long out here as I had, and she remembered lots Of thinre 1 tad alffost forgotten and I think it! must have been our talking over things as they had been in the Kant when we were little that | started me to thinking about the | an! colored eaes. “1 used to everything I could to make it pleasant for Mixa | Sadie, she was so good to the| twina, and, of course, whatever I did for them made it pleasant for Libby, too "Well, I had the ems and I just thought I could color some and! make « surprise for all of them | for Waster Sunday “Put what could 1 use for dyes? | do | THE OLD HOME TOWN BAKTER SA\V& AL NOAM SPRING ALLRIGHT CHARGE THEM PLEASE! ARE THEY FOR YOURSELF? 4 put them in to boll. pink ones cers “1 got some pretty that way one purple, and some green ones, And | wanted and some bright yellow “Now, you'll never guess what 1 ued for the yellow ones. Onion sKinat Afide they camé out beauti fully. “sunday cate, Raster Sunday. and it wak a bright day. Quite heird the &plishing of and saw the flat-bot coming down the héard the -twine’ volgen as they came up, and the deeper father’s voloe, for they were all going to pend the day sf “We told them the Easter story (there wasn't any Sunday school, you know) and had our dinner, then 1 brought out the Kaster rly we the oars tomed boat slough, and tones of their exes" The mother and father looked happily at each other. ‘They were remembering the delight of those | littie early-day girls, and the little aenerous boy who had given his one pet that Aunt Mary might | (368 Fao) NOAA BAXTER SOLVED THE MYSTERY OF THE FINGER PRINTS JN THE LARD CAN TODAY - | MEANT-ARE THEY ‘To BE CHARGED ‘To YoursELF! NO, © Torr You, f 4% DON'T WANT To ANYTHIVGE IN WELc, Now, USTEN MReTRUGS, ou'Re \F ITS 4S BIG AS THE OWE ‘Yfou'RE MAKING, (TES cy AS MISTA KS eee Nobody had any dyes for egms out | here, 80 T found some bright cal- vo seraps and sewed them tight and amooth around some of the hive the eran she needed. And Pesay stroked the hand of the story teller and David was still. (To Be Continued) yevers began to aot like 6: people. ‘Their fury waa terrible to see, It | was like waving a fed flag in front of & very crows bull, | “Traitors!” yelled the Diddyevers eae “Talking abOut those awfil Kors Seen EEE! | ie |knottal And saying that the beauti-| | | | “DIAMOND DYES” “Diamotid Dyes” add Yeats of weat | worn, faded skirts, wilets, coats, wlockings», sweaters, coverings, hang: Zoo Beckley Polly and Paul —and Paris (Coprrient, 192%, by The Seattio Mar) arm, “Livten, dear, have him yet?” talk to Polly, About what?" Somebody propored coftes | “Why, the night of the Crassards* “If we're going to stick it all night Party, Goose! What else could with the rest of the crowd we'd bet. there be?* tor reinforce with the sleep chaser.” | “Well—there is something else Polly responded feverishly, Sieep!| Norma looked long into Polly's she cried, “I haven't slept for so long face I've lost the habit! But you never! “No! Polly Dawson! If you mean | can tell, 1 might keel over any min.| what I mean, you are the happiest uté. Lead me'to that coffeer* jKid on earth, bless your old heart! | “You boys walk ahead.” hallooed What does Paul say—ien't you told) Norma, It may seem queer to but you--don't know, * * * No |the day I left you at Fonteineb and came home to greet him he’ gone to Violet Rand's and she him! Insinuaied the most hor things, And he—Oh, I don’t supp he actually believed ber, but how 1 just couldn't tell him w that. We quarreled—and it's b awful ever since,” “You poor darling, . . . EL he Podge, don't worry, drink your 6 fee, be guy—and leave the res, 1 haven't told | your old Aunt Norma.” T can't | (Vo Be Continued) loge, araperitn Greevenae very | fl princes may marry thelr ugly! CHAPTER LXVI-—-NORMA LEARNS SOME NEWS aa weve Dadi peg aang sale Kenge iking! Ugh!’ Mr t | he na coon salt heen: fob. | Nesey, hurried to pacify him in| Suddenly Polly stopped dancing i |ined Polly had not told. She tried) colors ihto het worn gar-jher nice way, “Oh,” she wmiled, | With bodily weariness reaction had What a coincidence--tinding you |to put herwelf in Polly's place, to ments or draperies even if she has | “hut wouldn't it be nieé if &hé woiild come in this mobr’ she squeezed her! understand the sense of hurt pride never ded hetore, Juat buy Diamond |marry your king?” | “1 can't, Paul, 1 friend's arm gratefully jthat kept the story hack. And in| Dyes—no other kind—then your ma- Insantly there wae peace again jon! Somehow in i ‘Comeidence nothing! We've been | Paul's, to apprec jate hie resentment terial will come out fight, because| “Hear! Heart’. the Diddyevers can't pretend. I--want 00 go home. me and Bobby here—" Norma in.|over his wife's not giving bim her Diamond Dyes are guaranteed fot tojchesred fondly. “That's the talk.) "Go, home! Dear demented dart dicated Sutton, the newspaper man, | full, frank confidence atreak, spot fade, or run, Tell your |Now we shall take you to King In- ine!’ It was not Paul who answered, | “have beon hunting you two needien| Still, it Wak a derious businens tak. Oruggint whether the material you | dix, if the fu 4 falcon will let you | but Normn’s fresh voice singing out in this human hayatack for hours! 'e* @ bend in other people's affairs, | i wish to dye iw wool or silk, Or |past the «ate at Polly's very elbow, Oh, it was! If Robs waan't such a Noodhound The hand usually failed—and got |Norma, “and break @ path to the proud?” whether it 4 linen, cotton of mined (To Be Continued) | goed to ree Norma Polly hadn't we'd never have done it, Me getw burnt, too, for its pains, But let} next cafe!’ As soon as they were| “He doesn’t know 0008. — Advertisement. (Copyright, 1923, by Seattle Btar) lrealized how she wanted to @@e| that way trailing news. Buch « time | thiilits WAItayhow Ull she Gould out Of heating she caught Polly's;him @ thing about It, a 4 3 di: simply can't £0 all this galety / ~,