The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 29, 1922, Page 13

a nee eign (Continued From Yosterday) “He got up and hobbled about, ex: | cited, flushed, and talked Hike @ man | who uses his headjiece for thinking. | ‘Where's that making to, Hapgood? he asked. ‘I'll tell you,’ he said. *Fou'll get the people finding there's @ limit to the high prices they can | @emand for their labor: apparently | one to those the employers can go | on piling up for their profits. You'll growing hatred by the middle dlasees with fixed Incomes of the la Doring classes whose prices for their | Jabor they'll see—and fee!—going up | ‘and up; and you'll get the same gro w fag hatred by the laboring classes | for the capitalists. We've been near: | ly four years on the crest, Hapgood =on the crest of the war—and it's Deen all classes as one class for the gommon good, I tell you, Hapgood, the trough’s ahead: we're steering for it: and it’s rapid and pertious gundering of the classes, “The new God,’ old Sabre said High prices, high prices: the high- est timt can be squeesed. Temples -to it everywhere, Ay, and sacrifices, Hapgood. Immolations. Offering up of victims. No thought of those who gannot pay the prices, Pay the prices, get them, or go ux That's the Rew God's creed.’ }look as if you hadn't “1 said to him, ‘What's the remedy, Sabre” | “He said to me, ‘Hapgood, the femedy’s the old remedy, The old/ God. But it's more than that. It's Light: more light. The old revela tion was good for the old world, and buited to the old world, and told in terms of the old world’s understand ing. Mystical for ages steeped in the mystical; poetic for minds receptive of nothing beyond story and allegory and parable, We want a new revela- tion in terms of the new world’s un- derstanding. We want light, light! Do you suppose a man who lives on meat is going to find sustenance in| bread and milk? Do you suppose an age that knows wireless and can fly fs going to find spiritual sustenance fm the food of an agé that thought thunder was God speaking? Man's Gone with it. It means nothing to him; it gives nothing to him. He turns all that’s in him to get all he wants out of this world and let the next go rip. Man cannot live by| bread alone, the churches tell hin; but he says, “I am living on bread alone, and doing well on ft." But I tell you, Hapgood, that plumb down in the crypt and abyss of every | Man's soul is a hunger, @ craving for other food than this earthy stuff. And the churches know it; and in stead of reaching down to him what | he wants—light, light—instead of | that, they invite him to dancing and | picture shows, and you're a jolly) geod fellow, and religion’s a jolly/ fime thing and no spollsport, and all that sort of latter-day tendency. Daman it, he can get all that outside the churches and get ft better. L! Nght! He wants light, Hapgood. And the padres come down and drink beer with him, and watch boxing matches with him, and sing music- ball songs with him, and dance Jazz with him, and call it making relt- gion a Living Thing in the Lives of | the People. Lift the hearts of the| people to God, they say, by showing; them that religion is not incompat-| ible with having a jolly fine time. | And there's no God there that a man | an understand for him to be lifted | Bp to. Hapgood, a man wouldn't! care what he had to give up if he/ knew he was making for something inestimably precious. But he doesn’t know. Light, light—that’s what he wants; and the longer it's withheld, the lower he'll eink. Light! Light!” | Iv “Well, I make no extra charge for that (said Hapgood, and helped him-! self to drink). That's not me. That’s| Sabre. And if you'd seen him as I| saw him, and if you'd heard him as T heard him, you'd have been as tm-| pressed as I was impressed instead of lolling there like a surteited python. I tell you, old Sabre was all pink under his ekin, and his eyes shining, and his voice tingling. I tell you, if you were a real painter in Stead of m base flatterer of bloated and wealthy sitters, and if you'd seen him then, you'd have painted the masterpiece of your age and! ealled it The Vistonary. I tell y old Sabre was fing He said he'd been thinking all round that sort of stuff for years, and that now, for one reason and another, it was be-| ginning to crystallize in him and take form and substance. “I asked him, ‘What Sabre? and he said, ‘Oh, I know. The war; and being out there;! and thinking about the death of an! eid woman I attended once: and | The sixth of the Seven Valleys, that the Twins had to go thru on their way to the Land of the Korsknotts was called the Valley of the Movies. But acy ond Nick did not know this they looked down into Its depths from he top of a bill | “Oh, ho?’ sald 2 | Who was guiding ther. heed to stop t fo we fs ® building and Nancy and I can $0 right past it.” as hia See you reerer,” and 4 if he cannot he is going to He has a ma throw pletu feven Mountains and all the valleys nd he intends you to building ts a movie you what top Ielay cm a6 shut our s and not Spring Tonle IDEAL BLOOD MIXTURE Blood cleanser and system Hor, $1.00 and $2.00 bottles at drug stores, or p. p. by Joyner Drug ¢ Byokane.— Advertisement — renova C}| ADVENTURES -a| OF THE TWINS a Clive Roberts Barton VALLEY OF THE MOVIES nson} ver things I picked up from a slip of a girl; and things from a woran I know-oh, all sorts of things, Hap- 1; and I tell you that chiefly loneliness, my God, loneliness, , I didn't say anything, What could l ASM HUTCHINSON Tsay? When a chap suddenty* rips & ory out of his heart like that, what | the devil can you say if you weigh fourteen stone of solid contentment and look it? You can only feel you weren't meant to hear and try to “Well, anyway, time came for me to go and I went, Sabre etnyed where he was, Would I mind leay ing him up there? It was so seldom | he got up; and talking with mo had drought back old feelings he thought he'd never recapture again, and he was going to see if he couldn't start in and do @ bit of writing again. So I pulled out and left him; and} that was old Sabre as I saw him two months ago; and one way and an. other I thought a good deal coming back In the train of what I had seen. Those sort of ideas in his head and that sort of life with his wife. D'you remember my telling you years-—oh, years ago—that he looked like a chap who'd lost something and was won. dering where he'd put it? Well, the Sabre I left down there two months ago had not only lost {t, but knew ft was gone for good and all, That was Sabre—except when the pink got under his akin when he got talkin “All right. All right. Now that just the prologue, That's just what you're supposed to know before the curtain goes up. Now, I am going on to the drama or are we going to bed. The drama? Right. You're| a lewd fellow of the baser sort, but you occasionally have wise instincts. Right, The drama” CHAPTER It | | T } Continued Hapgood: “All right. That was two months ago. Last week I was down at Tid borough again. Felt I'd got rather | friendly with old Sabre on my last visit #0 as soon as I could toddied off to the office to look him up. Felt quite sure he'd be back there again by now, But he wasn't. He wasn't, | and when J began Inquiring for him | | found there seemed to be some rum. | my mystery about his absence. Like this, Some sort of a clerk was in the shop I went tn. ‘Mr. Sabre} upstairs, eh? I asked. “No. No, Mr. Sabre's not-—not here,’ says my gen: | tleman, with rather an odd look at me “What, not still laid up, is he? “The chap gave me a decidedly odd look. ‘Mr. Sabre’s not attending the office at present, sir.’ “Not attending the office at pres- ent, sir.’ “Not attending the office? Not im, fe he? “No, not Ml I think, afr. Not at- tending the office. Perhaps you'd) like to nee one of the partners? “I looked at him. He looked at me. What the devil did he mean? Just then I caught sight of an old bird I} knew alightly coming down the stairs with a book under his arm. Old chap | called Bright. Sort of foreman or something. Looked rather like Moses | coming down the mountain with the| Tables of Stone tn his fist. I said in my cheery way, ‘Hullo, Mr. Bright. | Good morning. I was just inquiring for Mr. Sabre.” | “By Jove, I thought for a minute the old patriarch was going to heave the tables of stone at my head. He caught up the book in both his hands and gave a sort of choke and biazed at me out of his eyes—by gad, I might have been poor old Aaron} caught Jaazing around the golden calf. ‘Let me tell you, sir. this ts no place to inquire after Mr. Sabre,’ said he, ‘Let me tell you—’ “Well, I'4 ha’ let him tell me any o14 thing. That was what I was there fore. But he shut himself up with a kind of gasp and cannoned himself into his tabernacle under the stairs and left me there, wondermg if I was where I thought I was, or} had got into a moving-picture show | by mistake, Tho clerk had fallen thru the floor or something. I w alone, Friendless. Nobody wanted me. I thought to myself, ‘Perctval, | old man, you're on the unpopular side of the argument. You're non suited, old man.’ And I thought I wouldn't take any more chances in this Biblical film, not with old father Abraham Fortune or Friend Judas Iscariot Twyning; I thought I’@ push out to Penny Green and seo old Sabre for myself. “So 1 did. TI certainly aid... “You can imagine me, old man, in my natty little blue sult, tripping up the path of Sabre's houre and guess: ing to myself that the mystery wasn't look,” protested Nancy. ut I tell you they are magto pie res and that you cannot help your. dad the de mournfully. fly on as I did before and walt for you on a tree-top at the other side of the valley.” Away he flew and the Twins start n the path at do you think! rd said, The very Step ieaide and y couldn't get 2 Green and in they and Fairy t mensa were certain! walked as Queens ed funny show and they end When ft was over they stayed etill longer called “Laugh at Harold Lioyd.” And there was an othér and another and ano her after that, Neney and Nick stayed on and on, completely forgettvl of time. | “Ho, ho, f Hee, hee, hee oh | Toes in his and nothing 1, It was a stayed to the to see anothe er film in his ma ohine. But he made a mintake One pte. ture a dove and instantly the Twins were reminded of their er rand, The at once. (To Be Continued) | (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) | showed left 4 oy Sy aoe 2 PAG BY STANLEY TTLE STAR 13 OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AIIERN © 7 HACHASTHEY’RE APTER' [TAP “THAT TOUGH BLACK 4 \ |-TH' EGGPLANT SEEDS, 7 ROOSTER FoR ME BUS” {GITOUTA HERE !<iF {4 gus oow our IF LAHE WAS HATCHED FROM |] 1H’ GUY THAT OWNS , LLYou TRIP AN! SPREAD [| A HARD BOILED EGG = | 5 “ HE CUTS HIG GOLO INON THESE CACKLERS DONT {| YouR SHAPE ON THOSE || Nc chES EVERY KEEP 'EM OUT OF MY SQUAWKS, THERE WON MORNING © SOCIC HIM GARDEN IT'LL SEND 'EM } | BE ENOUGH WIGGLE OUT GP hie © HOME ‘TO HIM IN LEFT IN THEIR SANDWICHES «= FEATHERS To MAKE A DUSTER! HE OLD HOME TOWN HOLD ER - NEWT SHES |___ { Yow= SCAT!! $3 / WITH SLING SHOTS -THEYLL BE ARRESTED IF THEY DONT STAY OFF RAILROAD PROPERTY. ' if Seat em NAVIN if BY ALLMAN. SOYA & You KNOW WHAT! HAVE TA HAVE P meet & mystery at all, but only the office perhaps rather fed up with Sabre for staying away nursing his game lee so long By Jov it wasn't that House had rather a neglected appear ance, I thought. Door knob not pol ished, or blinds still down somewhere or something. I don't know. Some thing. And what made me conscious of it was that I was kept a long time waiting after I'd rung the bell. In fact, 1 had to ring twice, Then I beard some one coming, and you know how your mind unconaciounly expects things and so gives you quite & start when the thing len't there; I suppose I'd been expecting to see one of Sabre’s two servants my couple of Jinkses’ as he calls them, and ‘pon my soul I was quite startled when the door opened and it wan't one of them at all, but « very different pair of shoes. It was a young woman; ladylike, Areased just in some ordinary sort of | cloth I don't know: uncommonly pretty, or might have been if ahe hadn't looked so uncommonly sad; and—this was what knocked me carrying @ baby. ‘Pon my soul, I couldn't have been more astonished if the door had been opened by the Kaiser carrying the Crown Prince. “I don't know why I should have imagined she was the k mother. but I did. I don’t know why I should have looked at her hands, but I did I don’t know why I should have ex pected to see a wedding ring, but I aid, YOU CAN'T BRING THEM IN ‘THE House, SO TAKE THEM RIGHT Back! You “TAKE THOSE y THINGS RIGHT BACK MORE JUNK IN THE COURSE OF A YEAR! AND WE LEAVES IT LAY AMY OLD PLACE - MLL GET RID OF And there wasn’t one “Weil, she was anying ‘Yes? tn an inquiring, timid sort of way, me standing there like a fool, you un derstand, and I suddenly recovered from my flabbergasteration and Guessed the obvious thing—that the Sabres had let their house to stran fers and gone away. Still more ob vious, you might say, that Mra, Sat had produced a baby, and that the girl was her sister or some one, but at never occurred to me. No, I guessed they’d gone away, and I said, ‘I was culling to eee Mr. Sabre. Has he gone away? “I'd thought her looking timi4. She was looking at me now decidediy as if she were frightened of ma, ‘N no, Mr. Sabre’s not gone away here. Are you # friend of his “I smiled at her. “Well, I u to and the two of us producing about be,’ I said. She didn’t smile. What! as much semblance of chatty inter) _——————————————— the dickens was up? ‘I used to be.| chang as a couple of victims wait I always thought 1 was. My name’s|ing their turn in a dentist's parlor. (o>) (ed a | Hapgood. The door was open and I could hear Yo} “Perhaps you'd better come in.’ | some one moving about laying the } N' ne “You know, it was perfectly ex-! func That was all I could hear * | traordinary. Her voice was as and| (bar Sabre's amodic jerks of 7 - as her face. I stepped in. Wh n | speech) and I don’t mind telling you earth was I going to hear? re | 1 was u deal more interested in what|] @ & ~~ dying? Wife dying? Air-raid bomb|1 could hear going on outside than i os fallen on the house find ever in anything we could put up between | dv dead? ‘Pon my soul, I began to feel! us. Or rather in what I couldn’t * By abel Cc eland—_*£ ‘S H creepy. Scalp began to prick. Then| hear going on outside. No vole a caemeneneemenmennted c t \ suddenly there was old Sabre at the| none of those sounds, none of that Page 663 head of the stairs. ‘What fs It, Ef-| sort of feeling that tella you people || POOR OLD CHINAMAN! fle? Then he eaw me. ‘Hullo, Hap-|are about the place, No, there was “Whoow said Davia, Se “Now, there were three ways of | good! His voice was devilish pleased.| some my knocking about the tel f gold . ee thoughtful voice, ‘Hullo, Hapgood,'| other side of the door, and that was picking up gold like thet just out| out of the sand he . * % . and he began to come down, siowly,| where my attention was. |] of the yarar’ | as I have told you, to dip up the Ll WONDER IF You HAVE ANY— ANY— with his » “Presently I heard the girl's voice pa ybe| dirt in a pan and shake tt from Att —— OH, I Guess THAT'’ce BE ALC — mw Well," said the Indy, “may at Ps Well, he warn't dead, anyway;| outside, “Lunch is ready.’ | vere, but we didn't know it,| side to side and drain off the sand NO, GET'S SES —— HOW, MUCH (tS YouR —— that was something to go on with.| “We jumped up like two echool We ae ee ee OH, NEVER MIND, 1 CuSSS I took hig hand and naid, ‘Hullo,|poys released from detention and All we cared for was to fill up| and water and leeve the gold. We o '” Sabre. How goes {t, old man? Able! went in. More mystery. Lunch those bottles, and each child tried| ‘The second was to ‘cradle’ It—~ THAT'LL GS o-s-- to do the stairs now, I see. I was|at Sabre's place was always @ beau-|} 174 ay ever be could to get a| that is to shake it in the sieves down to Tidborough and thought I'd | titully ducted rite, as I was ac | y| come and look you up again,’ | customed to it. Announced by two ttle more than the others, not) made for the purpose, which were “ ‘Fine,’ he said, shaking my hand.) gongs, warning and ready, to begin| taking it away, vou understand, | ¢alled cradles because of the way | but Mke a race, just to beat in| finding the most. the miners did hate to) ‘Jolly nice of you. Then he aaid,| with, and here we'd been shuffled in ‘Did you go to the office for me,| by a girl's casual remark in the pas Hapgood” \s and beautifully appointed and “‘Just looked tn,’ I said offhand: | served when you got there and here in which they were rocked from side to side, They were made of ses wood, were about three feet long, mil nl “How Tr ral edly. ‘Saw a clerk who said you| wae Well, there were places laid have us play at it! We would] and one could be picked up almost i t down today, so I came along toe =e gly and 8 remain _ scamper away and hide when we) anywhere, {} — : {ef e016 picnio ecatteres oe - y “The third way, and the one “He was doing some thinking, I/ cloth, Everything there, help your eaw one coming, exactly as if we : oK<s Luke T Ss SOING mouth iec that. ade wad: * Seed | due tase wore atenling something which be-| used by all the big miners, was |) | LOOM © THs ¢ Att of you. I am glad. You'll stay cold ta 0 when, of course,| ‘slulcing.’ A long wooden sluice or || |GVESSING CONTEST Uh & half a ‘ longed to him, when, of course, tee bit, of course.’ The girl had faded! of bread of plates, and} | tne gold which we found was all| trough with gates thru which run. | Burre HAVS A ny phere ody ome pol ing ro |] on our own father’s lan’, ning water could be turned in or POUND Ow BvrTtSR For sage and called out, ‘Effie, you ean Sabre sala, ‘Oh, by the way, my | 4 i scratch up a bit of lunch for Mr.| wife's not here, She's away.’ | “California had lots of China-| shut off was needed. Hapgood?’ 1 murmured the polite thing, He men even then, and I think from) “The ‘dirt’ then was placed tn “[ suppone she aata Yos. ‘Lunch'll| was staring at the two places, frown my memory of how they were| th® sluice box, a trickle of water be on tn about two minutes,’ he came |ing a bit Half a minute,’ he said, y | turned carefully in, Just enough back to me with, ‘You're later than | and hopped off on his old atick, Then treated, they must have had ®) to carry away the lighter dirt and when you came up last time. Come! heard him talking to this mys *plitty’ hard time. leave the heavy gold, and then along in here.’ terlous girl, At least T heard her “IT remember ono day we had) Shut off when only the gold was “Led me into the morning room) voice first. ‘Oh, I can’t! 1 can’t! Woné’ oad aden and a ee and we sat down and pretended to! “Then Sabre n 6, Iftie den: » Wek pomnat nina a tis “Well, as Lou ran, she headed talk Very poor p nee, | give you! You must You must. I tusiat tle more exciting to play when toward the Chinaman's sluice box my word. Both of us manifestly | Don't be silly my sister Lou started off on a run! 4nd the rest of us followed at top straining to 16 brisk and hearty (Continued Monday) as if she bad seen something ex-| Speed to find out what she saw.” citing up the hill | Be Continued) | tr | | hourt of the cab and running—of snatch ing her in his arms—of per te a long time they drove, begin- Polly and Paul-—and [Paris , : a By Zoo Beckley sea Boat + i the pant LP oy of everything—marketa, home| ning down by Notre Dame, whose | on his face—of incoherent words pe (Copyright, 1923, by The Seattle Stary beyond, with ite dozen bridge districts, business sections, elegant | gargoyles guzed mockingly over the | little sobs—of her clinging toe hin On one of the brid ef wndations kardens everything that bolongy to city, seeing all, telling nothing + {and his picking her up—and some sbi ie | eee i Peer ipl fro wigebi wg Sher ihe took +4 Pine iy! if it wanted to! ‘They came to the Pont Royal, the | how of their getting oxck to the litt CHAPTER LXXV—THE BRIDGE nd ypnen. tha sine rane oe | rything that goes on and have | ridge nearest to thelr home, where! flat—and Mme, Dubois coming u From the doctor’s house Paul rush- | the hot surging mob of metrymakers ays ace er ae pgm tn it, T love the river ‘paul and Polly always stopped to|with coffee and warm mills—an Becta oo aimost [on thectecinreeGe Charente anaes | «7a water Ie'to, the: kaiene oF fhe! Senet off tor dl o river Ne'ks. hope | watch the man selling little glass | wiping her eyes with her apron—a aloud « ene A and Ja Love h—old Be 8 thres giving him new strength, One of dogs set on the flat stone coping. | go! > s ¢ [loud on le tip fie pulled \gle of bands and the sight of /ening to drown the Zouaw" Polly | hin faithful friends, the taxis, came| Hin heart gave a leap Mrkantt | Coreen ee. nimese! omether and forced vis | dancing. here—where? lhad been no interested. {nlong. He plunged into ft. “The! : : ares an techs thay ae : : he | that a figure on the bridge? A youn, 8 it~ " numbed brain’ to work—to think | He Jooked about to get nis bear-| “Bless his atone leartf’ whe had | quays," he shouted to the driver, “all |amd sender women? Sprtt A wi Wee Sorisin., dear?” Paul whispered ehearly and without panto, {nas. Below him the city lay in a|jaughed. “He knows the friendly old|along this side of the river! ‘The|teaning on tho parapet taciug the ris.| Polly nodded—whole bunches a saw now his rpistake In seek-|bed of soft gray mists, out of which | river won't hurt h Paul {t's such | man shrugged. ‘These mad Amert-|{ng sun! : Nttle nods--and hid her f . ing her among crowd: rp would |e could just discern the stabby|a chummy river, the Seine, isn't it?| cans! Why | ee her face in Mg : Paul never knew the details St. Sulpice rislug from @ |The way it ambi “ys ne Ng caps me He had @ vague sense of flinging out coat, sean (To Be Continued) af 4 t should a sane man take want to get away from people, from | spires of gt | right thru the|an airing by the river at such an {Sti @ Sa eRe ee Eke ee ee fe