The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 22, 1922, Page 11

te mj SATURDAY, APRIL f Winter Comes 2, 1922. THE “THAT PrICHER ‘TS ALL UNWOUND APE WW BACK DOESN'T LAY SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN “TALK ABOUT ERRORS = OUR fOuntinnsd Prom Testertay) | ner. dear eyes were brimming. She] | Nows HES THROWN TEAM HAS LET mt . “Yoryes.—Our England. Ru OFF TOSSING Tybar's V. C. was the first thing | Bert Brooke said it just perfectly, EVERVTHING BUTA |!) Cou pny GET EVERYTHING 8 be spoke of to Nona when, a fort ahaa tubie: Nas Gas n evtt anea| | FT SO FAR™ WHY A PICKPOCKET' later, she came down and he | “And thitk, his heart, evil she BP Ss sc har ot Hrerthrepge tm tha poner e , HE COULDNTGETA |] KD aA paRADE! {GO THROUGH emoon. Its brilliant gallantry Gives somewhere back the} | BALL OVER TH' PLATE | WHY GAY, ouR EM~ ‘AT WAS red so vivid to him by the intt with which he could see that oy rice attractive figure engaged in py aa her day: " performance, stirred him most} A®d laughter, learnt of friends; || EVEN HOLD TH’ WIRE, He had by heart every line and gentleness, ‘ official record In the restrained © of the Gazette, tw fering very heavy casualties from Sitmm. field gun at very close! Captain Lord Tyber rushed | ard under intense machine gun | and succeeded in capturing the single handed after killing the crow Later, when repeat attacks developed, he controlied | fense at the point threatened, piving persona) assistance with re and bombs, . . . Single-handed | repulsed one bombing assault. / += It was entirely owing to the @al-| conduct of this officer that ure} uation was relieved. 3) Oh, rare and splendid spirit! darling thrice worthy of her ry! | Nona had written of it in ringing She flushed in beautiful ar little laugh. “And thea!’ she t do you mean, Nona, ‘Aad took a letter from her bag. “I got this this morning just aa I coming away. It's in reply to one I wrote him about his V. C. Marko, so splendid, so utterly d as he is, and then to be like Look, he says he's just got and he's going to spend it in One of his women is there. | Mra. Winfred. He's taken up| ™etber.” Military training, which to| the alarm clock and put the candle most gave robustness, to ¥ and the matches and one cigaret and SAY,TOM | IRONED YOUR SOFT COLLARS] YOU DID A FINE || rm GLAD You | BAKED You some a YES, BUT YouRE pr eanbaay tone know how | Perch, react thought. a striking en | the aah beep ~ the bed: on Seca | FOR YOU YESTERDAY AND THEY'RE JOBON THESE (| LiKED THEM - HOT BISCUITS THIS GUESS I'M NOT OUT YET- MORNING ~ | KNOW HOW| | GETTING OUT | I'VE GOT “To HAVE. you will feel for her, and I I ought to go and look after her. know you will agree with me. Ir! her you sent me. That will amuse It's just what he would do, | s the way tells me. He! says it like that deliberately to! cruel because he knows it will So utterly splendid, Marko, | | thoughts by England given: Her sights and sounds; dreams hap- In hearts at peace, under an Eng Meh heaven.” .« The left flank of the position; She touched his hand. “Dear Insecure, and the post, when | Marko She made approach to over, was iit prepared for de that which lay between — them. When the battalion was |“ This heart, all evil a away.’ Marko, in this frightful time we coukint have given back the thoughts by England given if we had.—And that was you, Marko.” He shook his head, not trusting himself to look at ber, He said, “You. Not I. Any one can know the right thing. But strength to do it—Strength flows out of you to me, It always has, I want it more and more, I shall want it, difficult, Sometimes I've a frightful fecling that things are closing in on me. There's Shelley's Ode to the West Wind” It makes me know—wrought up. And sometimes I've the feeling that I'm being car ried along like that and towards that frightful ery at the end, ‘© Wind, if winter comes—'” There will be strength in it for me |—to help me hold on to the rest—to believe it-- ‘If Winter comes—Can | Spring be far behind?’ ” She touched her handkerchief to her lips and gave it to bim. v After October, expecially, he spent never less than two evenings a week with old Mrs. Perch. In October Young Perch went to France and on his draftleave took from Sabre the easy promise to “keep an eye on my hancement of the fine-drawn expres- sion that always bad been his. About bis eyes and forehead Sabre appre hended something suggestive of the | please her so." mystic, spiritually-occupled look that | to sleep. It's no good my telling She touched her eyes with her| Paintings of the Huguenots and the | him he'll set the house on fire one niet. “It rather bhurte,|° Crusaders had; and looking at| night. He never listens to anything It's not that 1 mind his|Dim when he came to say good-by,/I tell him.” And every mornin and while he spoke solely and only of his mother, Subre remembered that longago thought of Young Perch’s axpect—of his spirit being alighted in his body as a bird on « Things are | 1 don't | \F WE HAD “TH! || FIELDERS D of the enthusiaam she joined| Me stopped. He said, “Give me I + Sabre's at his opening words of /YOUF handkerchief to keep, Nona. } | meeting; but she ended with a/ Something of your own to keep ft night she went into Young Perch's | room and tucked up the bed and set =THE HOME TEAM IS LOSING Qo 3= jmight in this performance said, “He maid he's certain to come in quite! unexpectedly one night smoke his one ciguret before he goes) WOULD You LIKE FOR. YOUR BREAKFAST THIS MORNING P and he will when Effie took her in a cup of tea very early (aa Freddie used to), she jalways sail, “Has Freddie come [home in the night, Effie, dear? Now \just go and knock on his door very { } IN YOUR TOP DRAWER = WHAT DOINGS OF THE DUFFS HERE 1S THE MORNING PAPER THE OLD HOME TOWN Leading Up to a Climax PAGE 11 BY STANLEY HOLD ER NEWT SHES AREARIN HAL RITCHIE. AFTER LONG PRACTICE, 1S NOW ABLE TO BLOW Four BY ALLMAN FOND You ARE OF THEM ~ PRETTY EARLY | SOME HOUSE MONEY THIS MoRNING! | BEFORE You GET our! fo utterly graceless.” She give |*W's: Rot engrossed in his body; a| quietly and then just peep your head little note of andnese again. “tt-| hing death would need no more | in.” j splendid! Look, this # all he| 49 to pluck off between finger and | about his V.C. Isn't this fine | *hum> fen’t it like him? He says, ‘p.{ But unthinkable, that. vi Sabre had always thought Bright Not Young | Effie would be wonderful with old Yes, that V. C. business. You | Pereh Mrs, Perch. He wrote long letters Why I got it, don't you? it} Old Mra. Perch was very broken |to Young Perch, telling him ie. ¥a Cautions; land very queruious, She blamed|much more than wonderful E sah You'gabre and she blamed Effie that| Effie was. Effie mothered | Freddie had gone to the war, She| Perch and managed her and laughed together. Yes. like| Tybar exactly! Sabre couid|**i4 they bad leagued with him to|mored her in a way that not even Bhim writing the letter. Delight-| %94 him off. “Freddie I could have | Young Perch himself could have bet iB in saying words that would hurt.| ™2™aKed.” she used to xay; “but you tered. In that astounding fund of ting in his own whimsicatity |{ Cannot manage, Mr. Sabre; and ax| humor of hers, reflected in those would amuse. Splendid; airy, | fF Effie, you might think I was a | sparkling eyes, even Mrs. Perch’s d by fear; untouched by | CDi and she was mistress the way | Most querulously violent attacks t; fearless, faithiess, heedieas, | treats me.” Were transformed into matter for Fortune's darling: invest. Bright Effie used to laugh and) whimsical appreciation, delightfully | fm her robe of mockery. say, “Now, you know, Mrs. Perch, |and most lovingly dealt with. Wheo | Mona's laughter ended in a ittie| YOU Will insist on coming and tuck: | the full, irritable, moonsequent flood f her breath. He touched her | *™# ™* Up at hight. Now does that | of one of Mra. Perch’s moods would | “Let's walk, Nona” look if he's the child, Mr.jbe launched upon her in Sabro's v Sabre?’ | Presence, she would turn @ dancing Mr«. Perch in her dogged way, “It | eye towards him and immediately Mr. Sabre doesn’t know that you/#he could step into the torrent and | Oaly permit me to tuck you up one | would begin, “Now, look here, Mrs. night because I permit you to tuck) Perch, you know perfectly well—" |me up the next night, the sooner he} 40d in two minutes the old lady does know how I'm treated in my | would be moliified and happy own establishment the better for} Marvelous Effie! Sabre used me.” | think; and of course it was because ‘Thus the initial cause of querulous-| her astounding fund of humor was ness would bump off into something | based upon her allembracing ca @ise: and in an astonishing short| pacity for love. That was why it number of moves Bright Effie would | was so astounding in its depth and lead Mrs, Perch to some happy sub-| breadth and compass Sabre liked ject and the querulousness would | immensely the half-whispered talks give place to little rays of anima-; with her while Mrs. Perch dozed in| tion; and presently Mrs. Pereb would | her chair. Effie was always happy {doze comfortably in her chair while | Nothing of that wanting something | Sabre talked to Effie in whispers: | look was ever to be seen in Effie’s WHY, T SAWED A BRICK IN TWO WOTH IT THIS MORNING f r He thought she was looking thin done up. Her face had rather @rawn look, its soft roundness He thought she never bad ed so beautiful to him. She to him of what she had tried | ay in her letters of bis disap >» mts in offering himself for Never had hér sweet voice 80 exquisitely tender to him. spoke of the wer. Never, bat! letters, bad he been able to give his feelings and receive touched with the same percep- kindled and eniarged, back into Ris sympathies again. With others 1 war was all discussion of chances circumstances, of this that had ed and that that might hap-| of this that should be done and that ought to have been done. ory examination of * Temedies. and the patient upstairs noth- The wood not seen for the} With Nona he talked of how felt of England: Dear earth, { do salute thee with hand, He told her that. She nodded. “I know, I know.| it all thru, Marko.” | He stumbied thru it. At the end, Bittle ahashed. he smiled at her and “Of course, no one else would| think it appites. Richard was say- Hing it in Wales where he'd just land. | nd it's about civil war, not for-} ; but where it comes to me is! loving of the soll itself, as if it are a living thing that knew it was being loved: and loved back in re- turn. Our England, Nona. You re-| ber Gaunt’s thing in the same| “This royal throne of kings, sceptre’d isle, ‘This other Eden, demi-paradine Epis happy bréed of men, this little | ‘world, | This precious stone wet in the silver | wea. This blessed plot. this earth, this) realm, this England... - She nodded again. He saw that this Away started the Twins over the| fen Valleys to the Kingdom of the | Korsknotts, | As they paswed the white palace | Bot the Princess Therma she gazed sadly down from her window in a.tall er not a word of she call tothem. She cret that #he dared to tell white dove and sent | b from her tower to the green meadow where the road | Fan. It perched on a fence and then Ww toward the Twins and settled on lancy’s «how L whall st are safely own with you until you the Seven Valleys.” It coved, “for they are dangerous to ttavelers. Resides Twelve Toes, the | cerer, is still watching you from lar, The first valley in the Curlicew Wey. The only way to get out of is by the postern gate, And the mM. gate is bard to find, But ay ADY ENTURES oF oan htE, TY THE WHITE DOVE ‘As the dove finished speaking the! jand when she woke Sabre would be ready with some reminiscence of Freddie carefully chosen and care fully carried along to keep it hedged with smile: But all the roads where epidem| | | i eu le @¥"F¥- | Dreditie was to be found were sunk-| old difficulty en roads, the smiling hedges very low about them, the ditches over- leharged with water, and tears soon | extraordinary question, shot out of | wanted. | would come. She used to doze and murmur to herself, “My boy's gone to fight for his country. I'm very proud of my boy gone to fight for his country.” Effie said Young Perch bad taught her that before he went away While they were talking she used to doze and say, “Good morning, Mrs. #oandSo. My boy’s gone to fight for his country, I'm very proud of my boy gone to fight for his country Good morning, Mr. Soand-So. My | boy’s gone to—He didn't want to go, | but I maid he must go to fight for his country... . But that's not true, Freddie. . Ob, very well, dear. Good morning, Mrs. $o-and-#o,--" She used to wake up with a start and my, “Hh, Freddie? Oh, | thought Freddie was in the room.” -|T ‘ears. She said she always looked forward to the evenings when Sabre came. She liked him to #it and talk to Ef- fie and to smeke all the time and knock out his pipe on the fender. e said it made her think Freddie was there, Effie sald that every ) INS Twins came to a place that looked like the edge of the world. They were on a high precipice. Hounex, trees and fields looked like toys be- | low them. “This is Curlicew Valley,” said the dove. “The path down into it be. gins behind that large rock over yonder. Keep to the path and no | matter what you see don’t turn aside | until 1 tell you.” “Thank you,” said Naney, reach- ing up and stroking its soft, white feathers lovingly. “We'll try to do everything you say.” The dove flew away then, ‘down toward the valley below, and lighted lon a top branch of an* Indiantoby tree, The Twins could no ionger me it, but they could hear its soft voice cooing to them encouragingly. “Come,” #aid Nick. “We'll have to hurry, Nancy.” And he started off toward the rock to find the path that led down into Curlicew valley. {To Be Continued) Fi bell you; dou't get discruraged.” (Copyright, 1922, by Beattle Star) | “Oh, she'll come'back. It's jabining eyes. She had the secret of | t life. Watching her face while they | Home. He chose night duty, he told! | talked, he came to believe that the/ Sabre, because he had no work to do secret, the thing missing in half the | by day and could therefore then take | | faces one saw, was love, But—the Younger men who were in many had love; him and shops hadn't the like ad self and Nona; and yet were troubled. | It was only fair he should One eveniig he asked her a most the bours help was most/ | the old cheas and his rest. office vantage help in | him without intending it, discharged| Rare, therefore, out of hie questing thoughts ax by a/|acrostic evenings and most keenly | |hidden spring suddenly touched by | anticipated, accordingly, this—the| groping fingers |first for a fortnight—on the eve of} “Effie, do you love?” New Year's Eve, It was to have! Her surprise seemed to him to be| been a real jong evening; but it | more at the thing he had asked than! proved not very long. It waa to have lat its amazing unexpectedness and|been one in which the war should amazing irrelevancy “Why, of|be shut out and forgotten in the de-| course I do, Mr. Sabre.” lights of mental twistings and slow. | Why do you?” ly puffed pipes: it proved to be one 1¢ was utterly at a loss. “Well,Jin which “this frightful wart’ was of course I do.” | Kroaned out of Sabres spirit in emo- He said rather sharply, “Yes, but | tion most terrible to him. | why? Have you ever asked yourself} At ten o'clock profound gymnastics | why? Respecting, fearing, trusting,|of the mind in rch of a hidden that’s understandable. But love, love,| word beginning with ¢ and ending | you know what love is, don't you?| with 1 were interrupted by the entry | |What's love got to do with God?"|of the startled Kate. One hand She said in «imple wonderment, as | writhed ween her shoulders for one axked what had the sun to do|the apron string, the other held a |with light, or whether water was|note, “Please, Mr. Sabre, I think it's wet, “Why, God is love.” |for you, Mr. Sabre. A young boy | | He stared at her. [took it to your house and said you! vil | was to have it most particular, and The second Christmas of the war| please, your Rebecca sent him on came. The evening before the last | her axe.” day of the Old Year was to have| Who on earth—?" given Sabre a rare pleasure to which| He opened it. He did not recog: he had been immensely looking for-| nize the writing on the envelope. He ward, He was to have spent it with| had not the remotest idea—It was Mr, Fargus, The old chess and acros-|a jolly evening. . could Enamel tie evenings hardly ever happened | be that word in e and I? He unfold- now. Mr. Fargus, most manifestly |ed it, Ah! unfitted for the exposures of such a “Freddie's killed. life, had become a special constable,' at once. I think she’s dying He did night duty in the Garden (Continued Monday) Polly and Paul-—and Paris By Zoe Beckley | (Coprright, 1922, by The Seattle Star) Please do come -E. B.” | CHAPTER LXIX—PANIC As Polly disappeared in the throng disgust, 1 suppow. thing She got mad at some | I don't know what's come| | Paul's first emotion was | that she should choose this time for a ae a A as | poor joke. ‘The quarrel was child-| after her—tind her PA cral age run ish. But for her to run off that way| “She's probably taken @ taxi and lto frighten and spite him was|gone home, I'm sure that's what | | naughty childish. It was in even | she’s done, Norma. 1 don't much | worse taste than her wanting to go|care, long as she's safe. I'm thirty to the cabaret where Barray was.|fed up with the way she's acted | Whatever had come over Polly any: | lately.” | way? Norma came back from her “aside with Bobby Sutton, Bobby was for the moment intent on a man in @ booth doing tricka “Where's Polly?” He broke off as utton came up, his eyes full of question marks. | | Norma reached for him “Listen, Bobby! You go over to that nice little red cafe and have a drink with yourself, I have a few choice words to say to my friend Joke, ar OF * * By “One of those little slough Mrs. Calhoun went on with her the barn. “And It was mecessary to cross it very often. bullt big enough with a big wagon and team. “It was a rather loosely built bridge and across the irregular ends of the planks, which formed its floor, a single long board had been laid. “This board was unsteady and was very near the edge. “It was wintertime and a light snow had fallen and lay in a thick white sheet over everything in the yard and about the barn, “The men were doing hauling of some sort and I had stepped out on the porch to call them in from their work to eat dinner when I saw Sam leave the barn and run toward the bridge. “The tide was in and the ley water waa only a foot or two be. low the bridge, I wondered if somebody wouldn't pick him up and carry him across, * Pool: abel Cleland _s CREE Se Page 657 ALMOST GONE story, “ran between the house and So we hail a bridge | to drive over} Sa cedindindindind *» Seattle “But to my horrer no one seemed to see him, and he start ed across, not in the middle of the bridge, but om that slippery loose plank lying on its outer edge! bi 1 could scarcely breathe, but I ran | toward the bridge, | reach him before anything dread- was so frightened that hoping to ful happened “IT ran and be ran; kis feet making rather slow progress on | the snow-covered board; thfen, be- | fore I reached the bridge at all, | and when he was just about mid- way of its length, he gave a little ery, and splashed into the water ) and went down like a reck. The | deep water looked cold ard cruel, | and he was so little! “1 sereanred and fairly flew to the spot. One of the men had seen him fall, and thinking fast, he threw himself tace down on the bridge, and reaching down with he caught him just as he row to the surface, and handed him to me—cold and wet, but safe.” his strong arm, here, I'll join you In a jiffy,” Sut ton, withholding his questions, moved off. “Now, Paul—come Into this door way, I want you to listen with all the mind you've got. © * * Never in your life will you have better reason to bear with Polly's moods and tenses than you have right now “If you hadn't been idiot enough to quarrel with the best sjittle wife & man ever had the very night you came home from that trip you'd know before now what I know —God! jand what Your dear old knows—and what you | know! “You ought to be the first one. Polly wanted you to be, but—well, |no use rehashing that. You get me, | don’t you, old boy—that it's the One at Thing a woman wants to tell her man himself, And now I've gone and spilled it, but T had to,” | “Norma—Norma—* Paul's face went challewhite in the electric iglare, “Do you mean-— Oh, God, ob, And she lost in this horrible concierge don’t yet VvE Got a liTwTe TIME AND A LITTLE CHANGE, GVEsSs TLE TAKS Iw A SHOW). crowd!” His glan street for a taxi, was raking the | fool! None in sight. Dear, darting Polly with her secret, trying to tell him, being re | In front of a cafe some people |buffed— He ground his nails into were alighting from a taxi. He|bi8 palms, When he got home he'd threw himself into it, shouted his|™make up for it all, or try to! Oh, |home address to the chauffeur and| Would the blank taxi never get to slammed the door, It crawled resi ee flat— was maddened. He hung from the| At last! He crammed ten times window and bawied at the man to/the fare into the man’s paw and hurry, to seek a quiet street—matter | leaned against the push button! Into of life and death—doubie fare-—| the dark hall and up the stairs! Only triple, if he'd make «peed— a minute now and Polly would be in |« He serouged into the corner, shut| his arms! The key end the beastly his eyes and tried to think, His|keyhole.... Ah... “Polly!lf* brain was one hideous tumu.t, Why But Polly was not there, hadn't be guessed! What a cursed (To Be