The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 23, 1922, Page 11

TUESDAY, MAY finda gy) OT by Lowes Joseph Renee, The viatt te RY LONTAINR, #he hopes pany in California. On the trip over the break w BELLAMY. Wealth, Fifth ave. hon to t fore the ca: mera. Go ON wrrn And Mr. Willing waa to under stand that these were to be regular testa and no monkey business; he Was to see that someone with plenty} of know-how helped the ladies smoke UP, after which he was to shoot the party as a whole in some little scene or other, in addition to making indi Vidual close-ups. A compliment aignalized§ their fereen debut: the presence of Miss| Daley—"in person”—composed, hos. | pitadle, showing every anxiety to Make their teats succpsstul. “I thought It would be nice if we ‘could all have tea,” Miss Daley ox Plained—"make @ regular little scen: of it~ “rm sure that would be delight. ful.” replied Lucinda, suspended Judgment melting tnto liking even in| those first few minutes. Miss Daley was tactful enough to! make her guests forget themeelves); and the trial to come, as they took! their places—and were served with! tea by actor-waiters in correct liv-} ery. All tho. sume, Lucinda noticed that their hostess ingeniously man euvered to a central position in the foreground, where she sat full face} to the camera; this being by far her best phase. And just before the lights blazed up, the girl launched into a spirited account of her pas- mageatarms with King Laughlin. Clever actress that she was, Miss Daley extemporized a star part for herself by rising without warning| and announcing that she would have to run and change for the scenes to be photographed. “I'll try to hurry and try to get ready before you go,” she said, shak- ing hands all round with charming grace; “but if I don’t see you again, it's been just wonderful to meet you all, and I do hope this isn't goodby | ‘The bank lights hissed out and the camera stilled its stuttering. “Nice little scene,” said Mr. Culp, intercepting Lucinda as she left the eet. “Goin’ to screen pretty. I'm bankin’ on Jack here.” He dropped an affectionate, fat hand on the shoulder of the camera. | man. “Excuse me, Mrs. Druce, want tp Introduce you to Mr. Jack Timilty, Dest little cameraman ever turned a LOUIS JOSEPH VANC \ WIN WERE TODAY eatio Ute, to visit the New York studio of the his fortune by forming a motion he studios tn Niwth av Tur stoRY crank.” The cameraman grinned sheepishly and proffered a diffident hand, “No temp-ament, no funny business about Jack Mre. Druece. When Jack says that little scene took pretty, I know it did.” *Sright, Mra. Druce,” Mr. Timiity averred, “I woukin't say about the others, but you and that other little blonde tady—" “Mra, Lontaine.” “Her and you registered Ike ao million dotlars.” Nevertheless the ttle filitp ad mintetered to her self.eateam made Lucinda feel more contented: It deep ened her interest in the business in hand. On the potnt of leaving, Culp put In a hasty appearance and insisted on escorting Lucinda to the door. “Lis'n, Mra. Drace,” he abruptly volunteered: “Jack says your test's going to turn out great, That's just what he sal@—‘ike a miltion dotlars.’ And I been thinkin’... T was spenk- in’ It over with Mrs. Culp im her dressing room, d'y'see, and she's strong for it, says she'd be tickled to pieces. I was thinkin’ maybe you'd like to try goin’ into pitchers. You got everythin’, d'y'see, looks and style and all, everythin’ but expert once: and that’s somethin’ you can get right here in this studio, workin’ with Mre. Culp. for you in her next pitcher you could try out in, and—" “It's awfully’ kind of you," La- preciative, Mr, Culp; but really couldn't think of It.” “Well, that’s different.” gloomily this freak. “Lis'n,” he suggested, bright ening: “Tel you what, Mre. Druce: you go home and think it over.” “Seriously, Mr. Culp, if 1 should think {t over for a month, my de cision would be the same, But thank you ever so much—-and please thank Mrs. Culp for me, too.” “Well.” Culp eid reluctantly, holding the street door, “If that’s the way you (eel about ft . well, of course . - pleas't'meet you.” Crossing to her car, Lactnda ex. perienced a vagary of vivid remint He pondered incomprehensible ee eeFor You CCeprright, 1953, eooe TINTED TRAVELS By Hal Cochran to Color e . ‘The Gustte Mart eeee INDEPENDENCE HALL Jn Philadelphia Well guarded there's a hall, by attendants. ‘Where fathers of the 15.4, Declared our Independence, POOR ARE RICH AND RIC Nancy and Nick and the Magical ashroom listened in amazement at fhe Moon-Man’s story. | You see, my dears,” said Mr. eerabout, the Man-in-the-Moon, as | he leaned back comfortably in his rickety old chair and stroked his “the moon is different from beard. you value on earth about at n't care ADVENTURES OF THE Clive Roberts TWINS Baetn H ARE POOR—ON MOON slumps where the poorest longer, he broke it with quest live, People who have nothing tol tj. toe: impolitic concolvatin “Yau eat but roasts and cake and frutt|qidn’t tell me what answer you gave and fine sauces, and nothing to wear | Cul but velvets and satins and embroid live in these cities. “It is very sad about them, we can do nothing about it. and automobiles they have, and the | coger Baie f-r away) more gold rolls into their counting Wtike our ott hp hy sce, that | "om. It's hard to tell when it you think are »o wonderful, one)!!! stop bulit of carved ice-blocka, another of | White martile inlaid with Jewels, and one of ivory and pearl, “Th might be called handsome y are on the earth, but up here th fe (RELIEF BACKACHE * KIONEY TROVGLE, valued thing “But what do the rich people have then?” Nancy couldn't help saying. “Notbing,’ ‘replied the Moon-Man “Nothing at all. You see, 1 am the richest man in the moon and I have | nothing at all. Poverty is the most here and I have that.” derstood now why welcome as poverty For Diabetes or Bright's Disease, consult fast I have crackers and milk, for 1 got @ good part! | cinda interrupted, “and I'm truly ap- | 1} of course, ff you don't.) G’dnight, Mra. Druce, and | @|% dreming gown before going to the! $ | an engagement for the evening. x | good in that he'd form a company to people | When Daubeney could endure it no |eries and laces and handsome furs | but | The | poorer they get, the more servants |" 1 said they were as | “Don’t you have anything to eat, even?” asked Nick “Oh, yes. You, indeed! For break. | THIS GUG = "MESSRS. AND DIXON = I WISH TO You “THAT YoU ARE “TWO I SUPPOSE IF WE LET A STERE | ESS ENS cence, Just for an instant the clock was turned back for ber « dosen years and more, she was again a lit Ue girl, a child bringing dased eyes of dream from the warm and scsnted | romance of a matinee, her thrilled | perceptiong groping mutinoualy to ward reconeiiiation with the mys terious verities of streets mantled in blue twilight. That passed too quickly, too soon jabe was Lucinda Druce once more, grown up and married, disillv ) aioned . Notwithstanding that, she drove directly home, pausing only to drop | | Daubeney at his club and the Lon. taines at thelr hotel, ‘The telephone rang tn the boudotr, rhe maid answered for her, and/ Mr. Druce had calied up to may he wouldn't be dining at home that night, he was detained by came to report a “conference Without jooking, Lucinda knew that the woman's eyea were demure, | her lips twitching. Hier just anger of that afternoon recurred with strength redoubled. On leaving her bath Lacinda de layed only long enough to shrug into | telephone, call Danbeney and make At frst giance, the bose matn AN, GREETINGS! « Gur ~~” @EVMIND ON YouR BOARD AND ROOM™ PLEASE GIVE THIG YOUR IMMEDIATE ATTENTION®= MRS. HOOPLE S tT COAST ANOTHER WEEK SHE'LL THROW \OUR BILL ON “TH’ DOOR WITH PTIcAN SLIDE! THE SEATTL OUR BOARDING HOUSE DUGAN INFORM WEEKS AND LEF SHB COULD! OF STAIRS = DOINGS | STOPPED IN To SEB DORIS AND WILBUR AND THEY ARE ON THE OUTS WITH Ome ANOTHER! room of the Palais Royal memed lens frequented by clients than by waiters; but the influx of the former was constant, and when a gang of incurable melomaniaca crashed, | blared and whanged Into a jazz fox. | trot, the oval dance floor was quick: | jly hidden by swaying couples. } | For some minutes Lucinda wat | |looking out over without seeing these herded dancers, only aware of the shifting swirl of color and the | hypnotic influence of savage music, | her thoughts far from thin decadent |adaptation of jangle orgies which | she had come to witness, And pres | ently a mmile began to flicker in the | depths of her eyes. j | “Oh? she mid, rousing when Dav | beney uttered a note of interrogation —"I was thinking abont this after noon, remembering King Laughtin moping and mawing tn his magnifi- lcent delusion that he was conduct ing an orchestra.” “You don't know about the hand some offer Mr. Culp made me, with his wife's approval, Just as wo were going away.” she continued, Dobbin frowned. “What kind of an offer?” “To become a movie actrems under the Culp banner, @ sister-inart to Alma Daley.” “Do you mean Culp actually had the impertinence—"* “Oh, come!” Lucinda’s amusement subsided. “Mr, Culp was most kind, at least he meant to be. He said he, his wife and his cameraman—whose | | opinion alues more highly than | jany director’s—all agreed I had |shown a great deal of promise; and hat, if I cared to try It on, he'd be 1 to give me a good part in Miss! ‘s next picture, and if I made | star me. “What rot “Very well, Dobbin. Lets my no more about it.” The constraint that fel between them like a curtain of muffling folds, was presently emphasized by jan abrupt suspension of the muste. Cinda?” "1? I matter. But his manifest penitence earned him no more than a show of restora. tion to favor. The heart in Lucinda’s posom felt hot and hard and heavy with chagrin, she had banked 90 con | fidently on Dobbin's sympathy “Don't let's talk any more for a | while, Dobbin—I'd rather dance.” IR But I'm sure ft doesn't ——— | OUR F I did not mention my new cups when Jack came home that evening. I intehded to, |ful salad bow! where Jack could see but he didn’t notice it full of his own affairs, I had wet the beautl- it, He was © doctor. For relief from ki " Pheumation, ete. take WORDEN aioe luncheon I have milk and crackers,| “onetime I want to show Mra BRAND HAARLEM OIL CAPSULES--|and for tea I have mackers 2nd | perpod that new two-mover,” he re “ " * <amraet Bn gpg mer erilk 1 change the name just for In ked casually. e: full treatment. & boxes, Variety. Won't you have some?| «why not tonight? carelessty, | if not satisfied, when After that I'll sb you around.” from me. Durchased from us, (To Be Continued) “You don’t object, Pegrins?” switt Drag Co. (Copyright, 1921 ttle St 4 ¢ pyright, 1922, Seattle Star) | “Is there a reason why I should? Second and Pike. } | envored to speak still more} WOODEN SHOE Brond In coal mines where blast is sesly | dangerous, the bydraulic cartridge is OL CAPSULES - =—\a safe and effective substitute. Mre |town who can play @ mal game of| ect, Not the least right Herrod ig the only woman in ST YEAR —~~ By a Bride CHAPTER XVII—MORE THAN KIND Descending the several steps trom | the box level to the common, they} threaded their way thru # jam of) tables to the fringe of the dance mad mob, in whose closely packed, rock: | ing and surging rout considerable imagination and ingenuity were re} quired to find room. All about them couples were prac- tleing every conceivable variety of step that could be executed to the/ rhythm beaten out by tireless drums whose timbre had all the grim and weirdly etimulating monotony of African tom-toms, Many contented themselves with a solemn, weil-nigh ritualistic jigging by means of which they traversed the floor crab-wise, inch by inch. Others charged short distances at headlong speed, checked short, whirled madly, darted and! swooped again with incredible agili- ty, in a sort of corybantie frenzy. | Still others favored a tedious twirl. ing, Mke amorous dervishes. Yet there were strangely few colli | sions... ‘And guddenly she knew she had| had enough. “It's too crowded,” she told Dob- bin: and he nodded agreement. “Shall we stop when we get round to our | box?” Without warning Lucinda was struck by a wildly careering body with such foree that she lost footing altogether and must have fallen but for Dobbin Simultanecousty the floor shook with the impact of two heavy falls. And clinging to Dobbin, a little dazed, Lucinda saw a strikingly pretty, young woman, stunningly underdressed, sprawling at her feet and at a yard'’s distance a man in similar plight. ==” WHY SAY, UP HERE “TO PUToUT A BLAZE« I'M DEVELOPING AN ALPINE YoDEL. | FROM SCALING THE THREE FLIGHTS! COULD GET Td STAY UP IN THIS OF THE DUFFS E_ STAR wea \* We WENT T THIS ATTIC ROOST \? N'T GET A FIREMAN THE ONLY THING SHE IT’S ALL, OVER A CAKE THAT DORIS BAKED BY AHERN 1 THE OLD HOME TOWN AT LEAST, THAT'S How IT STAR TED~ ‘ar * SOK, * * SA Just Perry, if you please, not David, but Pegsy, all by her dear little self, was invited to have afternoon tea with a pioneer! And who do you think the pioneer was? Why, the daughter of that little Eliza McMillan, who fell in the river while she was wrapped up In the feather bed. And what do you suppose she drank out of? A little, thin china cup, with quaint flowers on ft, and deep scallops of “flow” biue, and the tea was poured from a fat tea pot which matched the cup, and they both had come all the rough, long way across the| plains in the ox wagon, But you never, never could guess about the table, There probably isn't another one just like it in Seattla It ts what ts called a “tilt top” table, of black enamel, with an old-fashioned bouquet painted on the top, and the reason it is so special is that the grandfather, Peggy isn't quite sure which, got it from the Crystal Palace in London, Any- way the lady who invited Pegsy HOW EXCITING fool." abel Cleland 4 —— Page 683 PEGGY 18 INVITED OUT lady’s grandfather or great | ARGUMENT- HE LOST MIS TEMPER AND THREW A Qeattle _ + Dr. Whitworth who founded the First Présbyterian church in Portland, the first one in Olym- pia, and then came to Seattle and founded the first one here, The things he talked about to Mrs. Shults are as interesting as they can be. When he first came to Seattle there were only about five or six hundred people here, and he used to come over here from Olympia even before that, when Mr, Denny was postmaster (that was | in 1863, and the Post Office was | in the front room of Mr, Denny's own house). He said, “I recall that tt took y a few minutes to distribute the mail, for the carrier had orought the whole of it in one of his coat pockets.” “In—one—coat—pocket!” Peggy exclaimed, thinking of their post man's heavy pack. “How could | he “That's all the letters there were,” Mrs, Shults told her, “now there are 636 men who give all their time to it and it costs about a million dollars to pay all their wages and all the expenses of keeping up the Post Office and stations and everything.” “Can you 'member when It was onl. th that litt Peggy asked. “No, not quite, but I remember a michievous thing I did when in Mra. Katherine Whitworth| I wasn't three years old,” said cheas, Jack says. And he has seen Shulta, the granddaughter of that Mr. hults, them all on ladies’ nights at the | eee AF AT an club. — _ Wor years Mrs. Herrod and Jack! yn the Imited space of our apart-|she joined the Woman's City club. have discussed Intricate problems.| ment it's impossible for a third per-| “You won't be bored, dearest? Of course, at her home. I am sure | gon to be deaf to our end of a phone|Then tell her you'll come! Jack it never occurred to Jack, certainly it had not to me, that he couldn't, | 4 after our wedding, keep on calling |montioned my name! conversation, As Jack talked with | Herrod 1 noticed that he never Mrs, Herrod rs. handed me the phone and soon it | was settled Mrs. Herrod, altho she is nearly IT SEEMS THAT SHE BAKED THIS CAKE AND WILBUR’ WOULDN'T EAT IT AND at Mrs, Herrod’s, even If she is| herself must have suggested that I| twice Jack's age, looked almost over 40 accompany him for this is what I| young when she welcomed us, It's Occasionally he might go, but not | neard: queer how becoming these stratght regularly, as formerly he had done “Oh, she will not care! Thank | loose dresses are to women of every But would he go without me? |you! ‘Yes! I'll ask her! Then to|age. For a time I thought he intended | moe, “Peggins! Would you care to go| 1 do not remember the name of to. And according to our prenup-|over to Mrs, Herrod's the novel I read while their game tial contract I had no right to ob-| “I'd love to! I replied, “Pve| progressed, My mind wandered con. known her a long time, ever since|stanuly from my book to the odd PAGE 11 BY STANLEY. STOR pm DONT WASTE NO WATER OM THAT SHIFTLESS } , AFIRE BROKE OUT/N PETE PERGANS HIP POCKET TODAY—THE DAMAGE WAS CONFINED TO HIS PERSON BY ALLMAN. THE BRUTE! HE MIGHT HAVE KILLED HER! THAT STARTED THE | EVERETT. TRUE | WHEN “ov WENT OUT A WHILE AGO WITH THE SPADE YOY SAID You WERE CoInG To MAKES ARDEN. (tT PSVELOPS INOW THAT You WSRS DINGS SOmMSTHING GLSG ACTOGETNER 3! HOLD ON, WIFEY, iL DION'T SAY X WAS GOING TO "MAKG GARDENY 1 SAID X WAS GOING TO "1S IN THE GARDEN? THAT'S WHAT Yes GSOINi NASTY WORMS TH GO FISHING WITH! DiS Ovt THERE AGAIN AND DiG 3 DG TLE T'S DONE Ill But Kou DIDN'T SAY \ov Were G TO DIG TILL You Got ENOUGH OF wes um friendship which existed between the chess players, They were extraordinary pala I had never thought they were any- I could feel how much they Iked | thing more. I kept telling myself each other, It was in the air, I]t » I/that she was twice 1 uld feel it, but I could not under- | he tea SU ae couldn't help thinking as we walked home in silence, I couldn't help won- hey did not tak much, but they |Gering if dack would have proposed smiled to each other frequently a -|to me had Mrs, He : |And when Jack achieved, some piece |e nw) Mie Harrod. been’ (Bis of brilliant strategy Mrs, Herrod's| 1¢ was a horrid, haunting thoughts smile, was charming. haw 1 must not humor; one T must It was so much more than ap-| control; for was I not destined to proval. It amounted to flattery. As|bo a silent onlooker at many @lm& if she were more delighted to have|other game between them? him win than to win herself, (le Be | : ¢ ~~