The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 6, 1922, Page 11

- 3 - ‘ Gorse TPP BPSis SATURDAY, MAY 6, 1922. (Continaed From Yesterday) “Sabre, when they started to get et it, wae sitting on the front bench braced up forwards and staring to wards what he waa hearing like « man watching his brother balancing Across A narrow plank stretched over a crater He had his hands on the crook of his old stick and he was working at the crook as ff he was trying (© tear tt off, I wonder he didn't, the way be was straining at rt And every now and then while Humpo was leading on the witnesses, and when Sabre saw what they were putting up against him, he'd halt start to his feet and open his mouth and once or twice let fy that fright. } ‘Look here—" of bis; and old Huddha would give him, “Be silent, wir! and he'd drop back like a man with a hit in the face and sit there swallowing and press his throat. “Had the witness any knowledge aa to whether this man Sabre was a frequent visitor at the place of the girl's situation?—“Constantly, , Bight after night he , Was he, tndeed? says Humpo, mightily Interested. ‘Was he, tn deed? There were perhaps great friends of his own staying there. one or two Men chums, no doubt? © one! No one! cries the old man. ‘No one but an old Invalid lady, nigh past seventy, and my daughter, my daughter, my . “That was all very well, all very well, says Humpo. Mr. Bright's word Was Of course accepted, but had the Witness any outside proof of the tre quency of these visite to this bed ridden old lady, old enough to be the man Sabre's grandmother? Had th Witness recently been shown a diary ie “{ tell you... “TI was standing right across the court at right angles to him, I was wedged tight. Scarcely breathe, let alone move. I wrote on a bit of paper to Sabre that I was here and let him get up and ask for me; and I wrapped it round halfa-crown and | entire night there? pushed it across the heads of the} “ ‘Look here—' burst out old Sabre. mob to a police sergeant. He gave| "Look here ft to Sabre. Sabre snatched the] “Can't get any farther, Ruddha on the throne shuts bim up if he could have got any farther, ‘Yes,’ groans old Bright out of hie heaving chest. Yes. A night there.’ “and on the very next day, the very next day, did this man Sabre rush off and enlist?—"Yea. Yes." “Viewed In light of the aubsequent events, did that sudden buret of pa- triotiam bear any particular interpre- kept by Mr. Twyning at that pe tiod'+"Yes! Yes! “And it contained frequent refer. ences to Sabre's mention tn the office of these visite’—"Yea! Yes! “Did one entry reveal the fact that on one occasion this Sabre spent an thing as if he was mad at it, and read it, and bussed it on the floor und bis heel on tt. Just to me, I @uppose, Nice! Poor devil, my gooseberry eyes went up about ten degrees, Bit later I had another shot. I—well, I'll come to that in a minute.” mr “They pushed off the case with the G836 $5599 rerakes p obvious witnesses—police, doctor,/tation?-—"Running away from ft,” and so on. Then the thing hardened | heaves the old man. @own. Then Sabre saw what was/ from it” coming at him-—saw it at a clap and never had remotely dreamt of it: saw it like a tiger coming down the atreet “‘Look here from Sabre again. “Look here— Same result. “So this Humpo chap went on, of hell slowly slipping away before) old man; and all the time getting is cyes. Saw it! I was watching | deeper Bim. He saw it: and things~age,| Sabre getting the girl grayness, lasting and immovable|house after the old indy’ mity—I don't know what—fright-} moves the girl from the neighbor. ft things—came down on his face | hood; curious suddenness of th Tike the dust of ashes eettling on a/| dismissal during Sabre's leav polished surface. “You see, what this Humpo fiend Was laying out for was, first that Babre was the father of the girl's child, second that he'd deliberately put the poison in her way, and bru- tally toki her he was done with her,| lease you from the painful, the pit and gone off and left her so that ehe| lable ordeal It has been my sad duty should do what she bad done and/to inflict upon you. A final ques he be rid of her. Yes. Yes, old man.|tion:; ‘Have you in your own mind And he'd got = case! By the living| suspicions of the identity of this un- Jingo, he'd got euch a case as a/ happy woman's betrayer? Old man Crown prosecutor only dreams about | cannot speak for emotion. Only noda, after a good dinner and three parts/ hands at his breast like a prophet Of a bottle of port. There wasn't «| about to tear his raiment. Only nods. thing. there wan't an action or a “De you see him In this court™ eed or a thought that Sabre had} “Old man hurls out his arms to- done for months and months past! wards Sabre, Shouts, There! There” but bricked him tm Ike bricking a| “Warm-hearted and excellent Is mmn into « walt, but ted him down Nike tying a man in a chair with four to his own LBA’ eidkhe #0 on. and worse “and then Humpo ends, ‘A final a pepe asn't « thing. “Listen. Just Heten and eee for) out. ‘Look here— Look here— Case Worked off the police evt-| goes on.” co and the doctor, d'you see? Iv —'Mr. Bright? Old man comes| “Next witness. Chemist. Funny into the box. Stands there mas | tittle chap with two pairs of spec- *, bowed with grief, chest heaving, | tacles, one on his forehead and one Folce coming out of it like an organ|on his nose. From Alton. Remem fm the Dead March, Stands there|bers distinctly sale of oxalic acid Dike Lear over the body of Cordelia. |(produced) on Friday before the Sat Stands there like the father of Vir-jurday of the girl's death. Remem- finia thinking of Appius Claudius. “Like this, his evidence went: Was} identify him. Does he see him in father of the deceased woman (as|court? Yes, there he is. Points at they called her. Was employed as| Sabre. Anything odd about purchas ~< 2 RNA PRE RRRH OSIRIS man at Fortune, East and/er’s manner? Couldn't say exac pre's. Had seen the bedy andjodd. Remembered he sat down whl dentified ft. So on, so on. making the purchase. Ah. aat down, nm Humpo gets onto him. Was) did he? Waa it usual for customers This daughter the sort of girl to med-'to sit down when making a trifling tate taking her life?—‘Never! Never! | purchase? No, not in hie shop tt ding ery that went down /wasn't usual, Ah, ft etruck him then o your marrow. as peculiar, this sitting down? As it “Touching the trouble that befell | perhaps the purchaser was under a er, the birth of her child—had she strain? No, not for that reason— betrayed signe of loose charac- while living beneath his roof?—|shop, because he didn't as @ rule) ‘Control yourself | “"Was she dismissed because your le Never? have a chair im front of the counter| “He o waved and thumped wife suspected you of relations with “How came she firet to leave his|for them to sit on. Court howls|again. ‘I won't. I won't. Why | her?” yr 4 7 Was any particular individ-| with laughter in relief from tension. | uid I call her the deceased? 1/ ‘Look here | Miles: instrumentol in obtaiaing for her|Humpo says sternly, ‘This ja no|knew the girl. I was fond of the| “‘Answer the question? ry & which first took her from be-| laughing matter, sir. Stand down, | girl. She was my friend. She was| “Weill, but look here—~ | th bis root?—Theret There” /air’ Glares after him as he goes|fond of me. I did more for her than) “‘Answer the question, str.’ | * hed fist and half his body over|to his seat. Jury glares, Buddha|anyone in this court—her father or| “ ‘Look here— | the box towards Sabre. glares. General impression that little}anyone, When she was in trouble} “ ‘Very well, sir, ‘ery well, An eo *‘Look here!’ bursts out old Sabre.| chemist hae been trying to shield |ehe came to me and I succored her. | ewer me this queation then. Is it the ve. Slack here—* Sabre. Bhe lived In my house, She cooked|fact that your wife has instituted | te “They shut him op. “Next witness. Chap I'4 seen serve | my meals for me, We went thru It | divorce proceedings against your = | . on Sabre at| together. I've known her for years.| “ ‘Look here Anewer the question, please, Mr. ht. —Mer the divores papers Solicitor's Sabre led to her first | Brighton. Humpo ing from me. Mr. Sabre? handies him very impressively —also “Had thie Mr. Sabre firet ap-| very carefully. Informa him no need) roached him fn the matter or had/to tell the court on what business “4 solicited Mr. Sabre’s help?—Helhe went down to Sabre's house on sto me! He came to me! With-| the fatal Saturday. ‘Sufficient, says ; rhyme, or rr . Or cause, or | Humpo, ‘that ft was legal business of a deeply grave nature implicating the deceased and the man Sabre” Wit ness agrees. Court nearly chokes itself whispering conjectures, ‘And you saw the deceased but not the man Sabre” Witness agrees again. Goes on, led by Humpo, to state that or hint =? “Was the «ituation thus obtained for the girl nearer her father’s house hearer Mr. Sabre’s?——‘Not a quar r, not ten minutes, from or suggestion he came NICK’S STORY “What 40 you wish to lout?” asked King Verdo, when he} d laid aside his croquet mallet and Nancy and Nick into t and putting !¢ on again, the crown. the shoe. “Go on. Tell me not |the rest” were sent by the Waicy| “Tour Seevte never'knew bow to ‘ick, “to find the,make good bows, did they?” put In contained the magic | Nick. the Wiseman.” | “That | «our wnid rd that 4 of Longhead, # said King Verdo. arrows are perfect, but OUT wyars ALREADY HAP! n't tell me anything. bows are no better than barrel} oy a nis bride had ag ack anc ride had agr Bick went on. “Well, you see, be ‘equal and independent highness, Longtiead, had to} .* went on Nick eagerly, “the | and to retj their libert om the Princvss Therma! Diddyevvers can't make ocd ar-| viduals tne age k arry.” rows, but their bows are fins, The|}i® Uh, to play c instead of wal ng Ver‘'o. “No 00 said that «fter the|coming home to @ specially prepared , aid King Ver ‘o. ow sootheayer soll tty, the ugiest |4 As the bride ja sitting alone re talking. ‘This sounds inter-| thousand years were up, th her telephone rings ing. Therma ts « lovely nmiden. | king would have to tell his recret to) Foyruliy she answers, thinking Jack | 4 tke to m wh Ta the handsomest king. Then he could! has changed his mind about coming « oO marry her myse't. | 6 su no man Who answers i NTS “Perhaps may,” said Nick, |conaner the world and owrry the| hone, ut the man who enswer he thousand years are up. princess.” ip eee “What thousand years?’ asked| “Hum! Haft’ id King Verdo “fello, there!’ caroe Bart Pilot's king jthoughtfully, {It's all as simple 49) V1.4 over the wire, Bart has abc know?’ criet Maney.|10 Chinese puzzles, But | guess you * est speaking vole ne azo a noctheser de-|know what you are talking about |lutely the finest sr aking volce I that after a thousand years| What do you want me to do?” lever have heard, It's one reason Up either you or Kitg I.dig of | (To Be Continued) lwhy he gets the leads at the Little Disa ers was to marry Prin-| (Copyright, 1922, by Sewttle Star) | Playhouse, And another reason is Therma - ” . sj his strictly classio features and ly, my!” How time flies!’ de-| A cyclone moves at the rate of| form 4 King Verdo, scraping a lump|685 yards « second, “Glad you're In, Peggins:” the voice “No,” King Verdo shook his head. | ‘Running away |Had great diffic te devour him; saw it like the lid/ piling it up from old Bright like that, | that impression. E nd getting worse, of course. | Brighton. death re- | wirt's} rl} po, ‘I am not at al surprised.’ Court | going straight to Sabre immediately | laughs cy able to walk after birth of child, and| rupted us a great deal,’ says Humpo. | Blacker and biacker, worse/‘It is time we saw if you will be question, Mr. Bright, and I can re} cartot leaps up and lends him totter. | ing down his face, and Twyning tug ing from the box: court seethes and | ging him down by the coat and put- fathoms of rope. By the living Jingo, | groans with emotion; Humpo wipes |ting him on the trail afresh—after | his streaming face, Sabre stammers|the coroner, and after this Humpo! hers distinctly the purchaser, could | customers didn't as a rule sit in his) see me fof mud off his shoe with his crown | if OH, BUT MIGS MILLY « T CANT ANGWER ThE PHONE “THIS WAY = WOULD YoU PLEASE “TAKE “THE MEGSAGE FoR ME? JUST SAY “THAT YouRE MY MAID® “THATS A DEAH | —$$$___— he served certain papers on the de ceased. That she looked noticeably Unhappy, frightened, lonely, desert ed, when she opened the door to him. ty in obtaining from her the whereabouts of the Sabre, At first refused to tell, No, didn't actually say «he had been told not to tell; but, yea, o tracted from her at least that he was probably at Couldn't get anything more definite out of her. “‘Look here— eries @abre, ‘Look here—look here, she didn’t know! “"T am not surprised, says Hum "You have inter. | equally be informative in the witness “Some one bawls, ‘Next witness. Mark Sabre.’ “Court draws an enormous breath and gets itself ready for butchery to make a Tidborough holiday CHAPTER VI 1 Hapgood went on: “m telling you. of4 man that after the coroner had done with him, and after this Humpo, with his vip- rous forefinger, and his retriever | tongue, and his persptration stream. like that, had been onto him for a bit, Sabre absolutely couldn't speak. He was like he had @ constriction tn hie throat. There was nothing he could say but begin all his sentences with ‘Look here-- Look here—; and nine times out of ten incapable of anything to follow it up with. “Ho was distraught. speechiens, He was clean crazed. “At the very beginning, with the coroner, he wouldn't use the word | ‘the deceased.’ Insisted on keeping lealling her Effia Coroner kept p ing him up over {t, and about th twentieth time pulled him up hard. “Poor chap threw out his arma like he was throwing the word away and then hammered on the ledge. ‘I won't say deceased. I won't call her the deceased. Vile word. Horrible word. Obscene, beastly, hateful word. 1 won't call her {t, Why should I call her the deceased? * yourself,’ | says Buddha. I've liked her for years, And now | she’s dead and you turn around and tell me to ¢ i the deceased. Et. fie. Effie! Do you hear?—Bffie! “They couldn't stop him. He was like a sick wolf then, cornered, and Buddha like a big, wary boarhound | going in at him and Jumping up on | the wall out of the way when he |made his dashes and then coming | down and going tn at him agatn. But they stopped him when Humpo got at him! They wore him down then! He was like that wolf then with a rope round his neck, tied to @ post, ‘Look here— Look here—' the rope would catch him and throttle him and over he'd go and Humpo in wor: rying him again ‘Like this. Link on ink of the | your wife's employment } ra By a ainly gave | } He wae and every time he'd fly out with, | chain against him and brick by brick |of the wall around him. | “What date did the deceased leave | THE | | | | } | | } | t i “Tn March. | Look here—~ “ "Did she leave of her own wish | or was she dinmissed? | “Look here ‘Court surg this dramatio mopping his face, keeping the great | oing. Babre clutching the forefinger deskc like « mma laays Humpo, “Te it the ceedings the “Look here you plain ques the fact that “Is it the f “Yes, Brig’ Like this, | here—flight! flight! Holiday, I tell Holiday.’ | (Continued Monday) you. ' OUR FIRST YEAR | Bride CHAPTER III.—MY PLATONIC FRIEND D ) continued. “Ballou ts assigning parts tonight. In Peggins?” fan't ute!" I had not met any of the Little ding. different re TL TRL THe LADY You HAVE A SORE “TMROAT YT tugging at Humpo's coat. Jaunches at Sabre again. named as corespondent? “You keep asking me to look here, air, but you tell me nothing. ing better than, “Look here’? served on you at Brighton on the occasion of your flight?" “'Flight—flight— Look here Old Norse bunk. “1 don’t know,” I faltered, “Jack | hon, Let Playhouse company Certainly I did not care to ree |them that evening, Bart, of course, SEATTLE STAR BY iT’ HUMAN » TiB \S ONLY MADE FOR ONE FLING AT BEAUTY = TH’ CHIN LEAD A DOUBLE I ogi “THING. HAT DOEGN'T] WA HA-TH GOCIAL © DOWAGER HAS HER FACE CLOSED FoR REPAIRS « THAT MUG HARNESS MAKES HER LIFE « GHe's GOT A PRUNE “TED FOR In March last year. | : ing with sensation at disclosure. Humpo n in asthma, Twyning ‘Yea, yes,’ | river with bending down, act that in these pro- | decease’ woman its Task) Have you noth In it} these papers were tions, act? hton, yea. But, look nh “After ne looked down what? ‘Skoal! Skona Can you come over, me think 4 min see him! No hop wed. | ‘em have a game! since my As long as IT could|to J awhile Mra. —what! oh, what * | erted, pointing to the bobbing ob- ject far down the stream. “They all saw ft; they all knew waved before AHERN | THE OLD HOME TOWN : HOLD ER [DID KE HW ARIOMY SWATTER SHEEP SHEARS CAKE PANS-LOG Se Soke Ditiawe “4 dd Zz jp Vy THE FLY SWATTING SEA’ OPENED TODAY- WHEN ELMER TRIMBLE TRIED OUT A NEW SWATTER, Joe, Joy Killer WHITTLERS tit yy as bo | ZB ) DENTIST “es° agen 7 BRACELETS ~ Pocker @ BY ALLMAN BUT MAT WON'T MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE ~ THEY. WON'T WELL. THEYRE ALL In AND SO AM I- ite filling of ar Qeattle Detatchiast > « A STRANGE “Nobody heard,” Mrs, Miller |tumbling falls or, feather bed or |] went on with the story about the raft, “and of course, nobody knew | to watch, but into the great) {ta whirlpools then |] e@dies and rapids, its snags and fts rugged rocky pankn. there had Gropped that feather bed with its precious bundle of Itve Nttle girt “On and on the boat struggled across the stream slowly, slowly. “And on and on the strange bundle floated down the rtream, | their shoulders at the bende as It awny from it, swiftly, sw'{tly, for the current was strong and the vy tick, with Gown, floated lightly Nike a cork MeMillin the stream and caught her breath sharply, “What fs that? she at once what ft was, aud they all) knew that it must be caught and it reached the “Ah hal OF Jim in town? Like to,for from right. But {t was all in . ube, if the two of “T admit chess 1s more tmportant | k and Jim than fr- That sounded bitter so L broke off EVERETT TRUE WHAT'S THIS AGovT Bayan AGAIN ¢ * ¢ * vage 669 LIFE PRESERVER . no feather bed, the child was like ly to be dashed to pieces, “Quick a flash two Indians, and| who had been busy about the big raft, had leaped Into their cance and were off. “It was a terrible race with the slim brown bodies the ; sleek black heade kept turning turning to look beck over | danger, swung with thelr oars and and ned, “On the raft the mother wrung helpless hands and prayed and the father stood ike a man carved Jout of stone and looked and look- ed and prayed. bobbed and tu: Moser they ceme—they were almost there—they reached out for her—no, the bundle had rolled beyond their reach, * * © Oh! Oh! Thank God, “They had her. She was anfe. Yes, Eliza grew up to tell the story herself. The (rether bed was a perfectly good lit¥ pre- him because I had proferred the worst of life with him, if need be, to | w the best any other man could offer | wai me, acoord with my agreement with my | husband, | Ours had seemed a sany and rea. sonable, if advanced and futurist form of marriage while we were dis- Still I could not, as the daughter | ember, I had known Bort. But 1} of the city’s leading suffragiet, and | sity’ tend ah Gian to wis San SD | cussing ft. But put ro the test, I dis: /as a modern informed coli*we gradu that evening. 1 didn't want to do| “Good luck for us, Peggins, ‘Their | covered that my brilliant suheme had | ate, T did not intend to, mope at home | "Ct anythin xcept cuddle up in my|game makes it easy for you to meet its limitations. while my man amused himself else. new nest and mourn for my absent|the Playhouse bunch. IH stop| Of cours» IT trusted Jack tm-| where. mate. around for you tn half an hour.” |plicitly. I believed that ho had mar. And Jack didn't want me to. Tre. To Wart I explained You seom to have settled It, Bart!| ried me because he wanted me more| minded myself once more that my | “Jack ia solv }iem Jim Ar | where.” ing a new chess prob. |All right jd picked up ee | {t wasn't all right, T hung up the receiver feeling that |name and to share his for‘ur tiomehow it was than any other woman to wear his “For better, for worse.” And I had married husband and I were to be 98 free as if we were unmarried in our rela Uons with other meu and women, WELL, HE'S Got To Stow ME?! STicc, witciam J. MIGHT Be Tins And if Jack stopped loving me, he work both ways. my honor as I believed in his, The theory seemed flawwes, Nover: theless, as a bride of a month, I did care to go with Bart Eliot to the Playhouse that evening. Was it some elementat instinet, some wifely feeling stronger than reason, which #0 suddenly in- terfered with my cherished prin- (To Bo Continued ciples? Anl I was not to That detail was to ‘ Jack belteved tm woman's