The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 28, 1922, Page 13

ste (Continued From Yesterday) PART FOUR Mabel—Effie—Nona ASMHiltehinson} OUR BOARDING HOUSE PAGE 13 BY STA BY AHERN | THE OLD HOME TOWN 5 & FELL, CAN NOU TE ON YEH- SHE AND HER 4 | ——, —~. | 1S WE / ep \ 4 Pens . Fea J AWAT?<TW'OL' BUZZARD\ | MOTHER HAVE SsocieTy | | (HOLD ER.) You SAY NO-NO 1 ~aaviee y ] . RUSHING THAT FLAPT« |] APPETITES - You Saw | AREARIN’!'| THEY RE /N SAX CATCH roo FRISKY | Fd IN PARTICULAR ea AN' GHE FALLS FoR A HOW CLUBBY THEY WERE] | plc FORA , ‘EM BY THE FoR ME" YOU WOULD CARE - - RELIC LIKE HIM «TH! bel rege bret | TpIDNT KNOW (wreck? _ NECK! sr (wre R\ OTHE? NIGHT T aGKeD! | LAST NIGHT (= HA-Ha- THEY COULD Go . “4 TO DINE “THIG // WHEREVE AL ie meLes| | atic SHANA % EVENING MIS® | You + rama MR DINWOODY= \\'', THE MEALS SERVED)\ A444, WTHIG HOUSE ARE KTROCIOUS« MUTHAW AND | SIMPLY GAG AT THE THOUGHT / J HORNSBY? — \ down the road from hin house trying | out this game leg of his. By Jove he Was no end bucked to see me. WER “TD TAKE IN A \ MOVIE AN’ GHE SHOT A HOT KNIFE Came bounding alo: one, beaming all over I and wrung my honest hand as if he Said Hapgood—that garrulous Hap. Robinson Crusoe discovering good, solicitor, who first in this book |Man Friday on a desert island, I spoke of Sabre to a mutual friend; know I'm called Popular Percy by sak! Hapgood, seated in the com. | thousands whe can only admire me fortable study of his fiat, to that/from afar, but I tell you old Sabre dot and carry his old phis OF THEM = JUST FAWNCY THAT? CHAPTER I was same friend, staying the night fairly overwheln me. And talk Weil, now, ol¢ man, about Sabre, | He simply Jabbered. 1 said, ‘By Jove, Well, I tell you it's a funny business | Sabre, one would think you hadn't —a dashed funny business, the post./met anyone for a month the way tion old Puralehead Sabre has got/ you're unbelting the sacred rites of himself into. Of course you, with| welcome.” He laughed and said, | our coarse and sordid Instincts, will | ‘Well, you see, I'm a bit tied to a just what ft appeare to be| post with this leg of mine.” nd a very olf story at Chat. Whereas | "How's the wife? sald I o ma With my exquisitely delicate} “ ‘She's fine,’ sald he. ‘You'll atay susceptibilities No, don't throw | to lunch? I say, Hapgood, you will id man. Sorry, IU be seri. stay to lunch, won't r | What I want just to kick off) T told him that'’* what I'4 come! is that you know as well as I) for; and he seemed no end relieved at I've never been the sort of} —#0 relieved that I think I must] ghap who wept he knows not why;|have cocked my eye at him or some I've never nursed a tame gazelle or| thing, because he said in an apolo any of that sort of stuff, In tact,|#etlc sort of way, ‘I mean, because | I've got about as much sentiment in| my wife will be delighted. It's a bit! me ag there ts in a pound of tard. | dull for her now only me and! | yo! ous But when [ see this poor beggar | always me, crawling about more or! Sabre as he is now, and when I hear | less helpless." j him talk as he talked to me about) “It struck me afterwards—oh, well his position last week, and when I never mind that now. I said, ‘I sup see how grey and il! he looks, hob. | pose she's making no end of a fun bling about on his old stick, well, I) over you now, hero of the war, and | tel you, old man, I get—well, look /8!l that sort of thing” | here, here tt is from the Let Go, | “Oh, rather! says old Sobre, and — "Look here, thie is April, April, |@ minute or two later, ax if he hadn't 118, by all that’s Hunnish—dashed | said it heartily enough, ‘Oh, rather, | aerate oe | “Well, as I aay, old man, I always nearly four years of this tnfernal| Rather, I should think so war, Well, olf Sabre got knocked! iu rather liked his wife, I-—alwaye out in France Just about five months| “Well, we staggered along into the | Mther—liked--her, But somehow, as We went on thru lunch, and then op after that, I didn’t like her quite | and he took me into a room on the |" Much. Not-—quite much. 1 ground floor where they'd put up a | 4on"t know, Have you ever seen « bed for him, him not being able to|¥man unpicking a bit of sewing? house, old Sabre talking away like & soda-water bottle just uncorked, ago, back in November. He copped it twice—shoulder and knee. Shou! der nothing much: knee pretty bad Thought they’ have to take his leg off, one time. Thought better of tt, | thanks be; patched him up: dis |@o the stairs, of course, This ix my | Always looks rather angry with it, charged him from the Army; and |My den,” he introduced tt, ‘where |! Suppose because It's got to be un sent him home—very groggy, only | I sit abowt and read and try to do | Picked. They sort of flip the threads a bit of work.” } out, as much as to say, ‘Come out of “There didn't look to be much atgns|'t, drat you. That's you, di you. idk and a bit of a linrp all his life. | of either that f could see, and I said | Well, that was the way she spoke to Poor old Puaziehead. Think yourself #0. And old Sabre, who'd been hob. | Old Sabre, Sort of snipped off the lucky you were a Conscientious Ob. | dling about the room in a rather un. | eod of what he was saying and left tor, old man. Oh, damn you, | SOmfortable sort of way, exclaimed |!t hanging, if you follow me. That that burt. | suddenly, ‘I say, Hapgood, it's abso. | Was the way she spoke to him when “Very well. That’s as he was lutely ripping having you here talk /*h¢ did speak to him. But for the when T first saw him ageing Just |ine like this, I never can settle | Most part they hardly spoke to one making first attempts in the stick | down property in this room, and I've | 4H0ther at all. 1 talked to her, or and limp stage, poor beggar, That) sot a jolly place upstairs where ali| 1 talked to bim, but the conversa was back tn February. Early in Feb-| my books and things are.’ j tion never got trian rf. Whenever | | DOINGS OF THE DUFFS HELLO, BAILEY! How's MY NEIGHBOR P ruary. Mark the date, as they say in the detective stories. I can’t re-| member what the date was, but/ never you mind. You just mark jt Early in February, two months ago. | There was good old me down in Tid wagh on business—good old me the beavy London solicitor tn weelal town—they always put wax! Carpet for me at the sta , Yoosknow; rather decent, don't you think?—and remembering about old Babre having been wounded and discharged, blew into Fortune, ast and Sabres (business wasn't with them this time) for news of him. “Of course he wasn't thére. Saw eld Fortune and the man Twyning | and found them in regard to Sabre about as genial and communicative | as a maiden aunt over a married sis | ter’s new dress. Old Fortune looking like a walking pulpit in a thunder. cloud—I should say he'd make about four of me round the equator; and/ mind you, a chap stopped meé in the/ street the other day and offered me &@ fob as Beefeater outside a moving-| picture show: yes, fact, I was wretch. | edly annoyed about !t—and the man Twyning with a lean and hungry look like Cassius, or was ft Judas Is cariot? Well, like Casetus out of a job or Judas Iscariot in the middle of one, anyway. That's Twyning’s sort. | Chap I never cottoned onto a bit ‘They'd precious little to say about stain | up. | wouldn't hear of It ‘Let's go up then," it threatened to, snip! she'd have his “1 can't get up’ corner off and leave him floating “Well, man alive, I can get you! Tell you what it was, old man, I jolly Come on. Let's «0." }soon saw that the reason old Sabre “He seemed to hesitate for some| ¥8s #0 jolly anxious for me to stay I aaid. reason I couldn't understand. ‘It's | to lunch was because meals without got to be in a chair,” he said, ‘It's}4ear old mo or some other chatty a business, I wonder That kind | ittellectual were about ax much like d a flow of soul ep and a lukewarm of thing, as tho ft was something he|® feast of reason oughtn't to do. ‘But it would be/4* @ vinegar be - fine," he eald. “I've not been up for| potato on a cold plate. Similarly with |f (Ya KNOW WUAT, VAITIE 22 ) BE RADIO? 1 | way MEY MONT || Say! G'WAN! NOT WUEN VAS SUEY WL days. I could show you some of my | she exuberanes of his erecting om MERGE IN A COUDLA YEARS = a8 RE ANY MOQE =e EAERCTUNG wauer AM ney * cing to take op seuin}’ bate to.confess M, but i wasn't oo ~~ ATTA “ey Ald eocat tates Senet eee ee ne much splendid old me he had Adee “WERE WONT BE ANY ie ALL MEAN? VAQES CAUSE MANE WIAHS, Ste y 0 delighted to see as any old body to whom he ce said he, with hie nut rather wrinkled up. And then suddenly, ‘Come on. let's gor” “At the door he called out, ‘I aay you Jinkses” and two servant girls I don't mean that he came tumbling out rather as if they |W8* cowed and afraid to open hin were falling out of « trap and each | Mouth in his wife's presence b trying to fall out first. ‘I aay.’ otd | ing @ bit like What I got out Sabre anys, “Mistress not back yet. in ot it we that he w intel she? and when they told him No, | lectually ally starved. Well, a’ you think you'd like to get{ Starved of the good old milk of hu me upstairs on that infernal chair?’ | man kindpess--that's what I mean he says | Bverything he put up she threw “Oh, we wil, sir’ and they got| down, not because she wanted to out one of those Invalid chairs and|* ub him, but because ashe either started to lift him up. Course 1 / couldn't or wouldn't take the faintest wanted to take one end, but they | interest in anything that Interested "If you please, | him. Course, she may have had we like carrying the master, str,’ and| Jolly good reason. I daresay she had all that kind of thing: and they | Still, there it was, and: it seemed fussed him im and fiddied with his rather rotten to me. I didn’t like it legs, snapping at one another for | Damn It, the chap only had one de being rough as if they were the two | cent leg under the table and an un women taking thelr disputed baby up | Commonly tired-looking fuce above It, 1 unioose his tongue | without having the end of nowe j snipped off. “Mind you, — | a starved, me: p there; an FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS TELE DUONE WIRES CAUSE EVERYTHING WALL INTO A GRABATERIA, An! SHE'LL TAKE EVERY- THING BUT TH’ RAILING = GLANCE THAT'D L BUTTER ON ¢ = gas! STANLEY TO TAME THEM DOWN FOR BUSINESS “PURPOSES @~ ~~ BOARDER STEPS Li, +- OUT WITH 'GLORIA —=* BY ALLMAN ‘OH ‘Tom! BEFORE You sco! VT ALMOST FORGOT WHAT 1 CAME OVER AFTER — LET ME TAKE Your. The Friendly Neighbor ee HERE HAVE A Goop CIGAR BEFORE 1 Go! OH THAT'S ALLRIGHT BAILEY - | DIDN’T NEED IT! IT WAS JUST CARELESSNESS ON MY PART ~ I'M ALL ABOUT IT- ASHAMED OF MYSELF! | WANT To THANKYOU VERY MUCH! Freckles Never Thought of That ENERYTMING DON'T Yo } Witt BE L wNow WIRELESS: /1] 7 “maT P Fy) S Ta 1 for all I knew Sabre. Sort of handed out the im. " | nd I felt rather sorry for him.” J liked him being there and Pression that he'd been out of the | to old Solomon. te seer ' 1 | Business 20 long that really they| “They'd scarcely got on to the! _ a ian et eee No. Not Two TRANSFGRS, | weren't much in touch with bis do-|#tairs when the front door opened ‘After lunch I said, “Well, now,| “However, his wife was his funer (é no! PLES se. ings. Rather rotten, I thought ft.) and in walks his wife. My word, T ol4 man, what about going up to this | a} not mine, and I sald nothing and . | seeing that the poor beesar fone |thought they were going to drop|Teom of yours and having a look at| presently he settied himself down and * | his bit in the war and done It pretty him. She says in a voice as tho she| this monumental history? Saw him) we began talking. At least he did | thoroly too. Ti said that really | was biting a chip off an block, | Shoot a glance in hin wife's direction, | He's got # ideas, old Sabre has | ‘they hardly knew when he'd be fit| Mark, is It really necessary—' Then | 4nd he said, ‘Oh, no, not now, Hap: | He didn't tlk about the war. He Kk to work again: not just |she saw me and took her teeth out |@00d. Never mind now.’ And his | talked a lot sut the effect of thei] @ ’ way. And, yes, he of the fce, ‘Oh, it’s Mr. Hapgood, | wife said, ‘Mark, what can there be) war, on people and on institutions, was at home over at Penny Green, |tan’t it? How very nice! Staying to|for Mr. Hapgood to see up there? and that sort of guff. Devilish deep By abel Cle 0 far ag they knew—-in the kind of |lunch, of course? Do let's come into| It's too ridiculous. I'm sure he} devilishly int I won't push ee | tone that they didn't know much and the drawing-room.’ Very nice and a esn't want to be looking at lesson | it on to you k. hen of those Page 662 cared lens: at least, that wan the im-| affable. I always rather liked her. | books a , clogged natures. . » . N AKE 1? | pres they gave me: only my|And we went along. I being rather 1 aaid, ‘Oh, but I’ Hike to, In roll you che Wine, ta, tan © BUT THE REAL MINERS DIDN'T LIKE ue H cy. I daresay, as the girl snid| captured and doing the polite in my | fact, I insist. None of your backing 6 you an Mea of the y he's been “The invitations were exactly! gold mine, your very own self | when she thought the soldier sat a| well-known matinee idol manner out at the last minute, Sabre, 1| ‘efoping all th yen He talked like the ones which came fn the (David was ao, Ra pore bit too clone to her in the tram. lunderstand: and I heard old | know your little games om ; " w sickened be was with mai) to mother-dear, exactly like| Diamond and ‘he other coa of Yes I'd nothing to do till my|aaying, ‘Well, let me out of the Sort of carried it off like that. | tn ff in the papers and in the re dati in tin alae. ed mines.) iiled out in the afternoon, s0| damned thing, can’t you? Help me | dyou see; knowing perfectly well the| puipits about how the nation, in this em, only on mu ¥! ‘Tho lady laughed at that and Now, (LSTEn, EVSRETT, You tsett Me baad . ° he damn thin y|old chap was keen on going up. and|war, ia pas thru the purging || had Peggy's name and David's| anid 4 ‘ om on tee tabeae saat thea h ha io. ml. Solned Me perte tly clearly that for some|fires of suivation and’ ts going to nar , “1 didn't have to ‘go down’ into Tt SAID I Was GOING’ to PAY THE den Home on the railway and walked | hob! in and joined yo ires of salvation and t® got ‘ name, down to old Sabre's to acoop a free|atter that lunch. exquinitely cooked | extraordinary reasyn his wife stopped merge with Righer, nobler, Suret Inside they sald that Mra! ® mila | Cue; wae emp ae ® FARG 1 lunch off him "ou vim a bit’ and served and all very nice, too + going up cals, and all that. He raid not ‘ gold rr ee — } $ ¢, he was pleased, I could| He quoted a thing at me out Washburn—you remember Mre.| «phere was a iittle creek which HGeG, oe he was, We got in the maidslof his books. Something about Washburn—who told the story} ran thru our place and the yard TAKE ~--- O}] ADVENTURES _ L upved htm, tora oom he aed | well aa I eam rememiver 1) some |[ ghout. the “"woodcutter””-wellfe| was Hitered al the time with di to deep athered an J ¢ | thing about Y’ none Waves of en carded om id ‘orad ’ whic wi Geep Ts a, and up there | thing ut how “Tt “ f seid that Mra, Washburn wanted) °*! poor Bases ae a gon: “ fo) T Ee T he hobbled about, taking out this|thusiasmn on whose crumbling crests the miners had ‘brown away and for Roberts Barto Bi book and dusting up that book, and|we sometimes see nations lifted tor them to come t6 luncheon | were too busy and too careless to } | fiddling hin t and looking | a gleaming moment are wont to have And when the day came for) pick up. ‘es Z a ry , oy jout of the window, for all the world|a gloomy trough before and behind.’ them to go, and they were at the Father was a stock man. He Ww PLAYGROUND VALLEY |like an evicted emigrant restored to] And he said |] party, what do you thirk? Not! wasn’t specially ‘nteresied in the | ‘The fifth one of the feven Valleys |try to come as soon as you can.” the home of his fathers | That's what tt fs with us, Hap: | her ehild was there; just a! rush for gold and we children Siig Playeround Valiey. When| Away he flew, but the magic had! “He said, ‘Forgive me, ol4 man,| good. We been high on thowe er of delightful pioneer) never thought it was worth very | Nancy and Nick and the dove came | already begun to work and Nick was! just a few minutes; you know I) crests in thix war and already they're ladies with a rem « look in| much either FoR iu to the top of the steep hilt that led|so interested in the things he saw|haven’t been up here for over three | crumbling. When the peace come every single f “But we certainly loved to play || lpe You WANT US zo es pees may & | down into it, the dove said, “I know | around him, he scarcely heard what | weeks.’ jyou k out for the glide down into, So that's where they met the! at gold mining | AS ERADING AS A Co T Rha how it is going to pe here. You'll| his little white guide said ‘L said, ‘Why the devil haven't|the trough. They talk about the na-|f Indy who used to be called] “Sometimes we dug in the M Qu veLS OF } want y swing and sliding| If I were to tell you all the thin you a |tion, under this calamity, turning “Tobey” Chrissman when she was! ground, and sometimes we waded [| board 49 there's no use| that the Twins did in Playground| “‘Oh, well,’ says he. ‘Oh, well, it|back to the old faiths, to the old @ little girt | out into the creek and dipped up] of me ying. I'l) fly ahead and) Valley tt would ‘fill #0 much space | makes a business In the house, you| simple beliefs, to the old earnest “I don’t know anything about! the sand and gravel from the | wait for you patiently on ‘he other |that there wouldn't ‘e room for an-| know, heaving me up | ways, to the old God of their fathers your Seattle in the early days,” | creek to ‘mine,’ but we never fall | wide.” other thing on this page. Kut I can | t cut any tee, you| Man.’ he said, ‘what can you see al she told them, “You see, my | ed to find gold I'd seen the serv. | read Temples everywhere to a father moved to California when| “We would get out dirt, put tt “But we don’t have to stop, even'tell you part of it 3 je 4 | Li om | . “os ep sih psi ce mg Wea) A aid WAR. “items Wérd avrines job as if they were|new God ed—Profit—-Extortion we were children, and my ploneer| in the pans and take ‘t to the ¢| Dee enut our aves miles siediaks Leake Gelman’ witty bnard ovis, Lat | treat. It was per-| All out for ft. All out for it, I re memories are all about gold min-| creek as we had seen the miners [fj an shut our ey ny stralg r K 1 agit gem cca that the reason he| member him saying, ‘all out to get ing and things like that | do, and shake and shake till the swings on chaina, ni’ NCD AWINKS) woe kept out of the room wan be-| the most and do the least.’ . sant tne . } . , | aid the dove padly “You|with roofs over the ‘op, slat swings 5 | re 00.00.00," breathed Foggy, and] bits of gold lay in the bottom andj] setst sais eeaietet Steen Me wwings:. itle | wwir high | aus his wife didn’t want him being (Continued Tomorrow) |] “Pshaw!" said David. “You live in| the sand and water could be pour } t einete ae Scant Lapueind "low: outa that Seattle now, don't you. And you| ed off. \ | } pep Poem agtie It’s tike the'equeaked and swings that were were born in old Oregon and—and} “What we cared for was to get ff! | yesod ge 2H p aera ogee ° and I'd like awfully woNto hear | enough to fill the little bottles to ff] Ros Che Valley. eT aes. Oe ctr om | By Zee Beckley {f Did you ever go down in @ real! (To Be Continued j by now 1 the advice 1 give lof » | you Ix to watch that you Aon't loxe| Then there were slidinz boards. | (Copyright, 192%, by ‘The Reattle Mary | Se MH a times, |petter, Vi, than T ever did before. your Green ex and that you Will ome were steep, some were flat, | | } | “In many moods, thru many prob-| But if you'll put up with me—— Oh, - some were high, some were ‘c nd CHAPTER LXXIV—DAYLIGHT jthat turned the Indrawn breath | How-- How silly women are.” She lems and fights, one has to be-—alone.| come, Vi, I'm no poet, but T want mE NEW each one a barrel of fun 4 say Lich ‘ AG into a sigh. She leaned her head | caught her lip between her teeth and; Many men confuse being footloose) you to marry me. Say you will!” CANDIED LAXATIVE | And there were bars to swing on Violet and Barray, left alone, fell) regarded her with a juee nalytical | back, closing her eyes as if with as|closed her eyes again | With being solitary. One can be foot. | Violet's emile. wan ‘wad, boca | (Nick liked them), and sandpiles t ° mile much wearir of spirit as of body “Men,"" ald Se sidiee a loose without being solitary, 4 0 , d e j FOP CHILDREN OR ADULTS Uecta edday kek thats Gah nilent te See eas ; pans bE Ka fen,” said Barray slowly, ‘are | vie" ad ary, Is It not) eyes met his with game gon! humor: bey beet tle eta |: The cab ot je. Ita wamrigh Viole array's tone more #0, They go on living’ their |* } “If the ‘light’ lasts til. tonight, Sewasthewiah aber’ There wees 9) ek tae aha Phe @ ten |¥OU Are brave beyond word ntler. “You did it for some—other | lonely, empty lives, and It being} “I think so," she answ @#@@/George—and you don’t have a relapse 5 jto fly and Sepe to «pin, ghates to| on hetween them mad o Vi, to risk your | @ason?"* independent. They become selfish | auietly. into darkness—come back, UN give 50 skate on and wheels to ride | i ; Just to save us from being| She opened her eyes and jooked at| and net in their ways, calling it com The 11 Nolet" " ™ eat OO "Take me home, George. pe é 5 com hey were drawing near to Violet's | YOU my answer then ‘Oh my" said ancy suddenly Sst ae ‘i od f a few dollars, a jewel or! him dully |fort, not knowing that real comfort | little flat | Early morning baker boys stared “We've been an awful long time You feel able, cherie | “Perhaps. You wouldn't un-| fm sharing things with others, havin “Maybe it's because th 1 ag . matanta, F watt + at | | & ) cause this ilttle nest | in wonderment at the handsome gen | wea better hurry on, Nick I hear erte wan on | She looked at him with the same | ders! and It in Impossible to make|a companion to laugh with, or weep | of yours lures a chap like the call! tleman, strolling the street bso td St pe pt peel dn maf | thee dove calling.” | When she was settled tn the taxt purcled expression an on the night|men understand things. I have al:| with—even tho the compan.onship ts|from the Lorelet rock," said Barray eae swinging hia ottcke al ois AETO Tee LEP Ane BOWELS OFOEM (To Be Continued) not leaning limply in his arms, but | before when he had-come to her flat.|ways known It, Yet I always keep imperfect, for there ts no sich thing | “Or because the sun flashed Into my jinto the sunshine. yi | 47 Ai. GOOD DKLOUITS (Copyright, 1923, by Seatue Star) guinely erect in her corner—Barray| And again her laugh—a hard laugh, |hoping, woman-ll i ike, that they will.las the perfect companion at ali lbrain, Or because I understand you! (Zo Be Continued)