The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 30, 1922, Page 9

(Continued From Yesterday) XIX Weeks slipped stealthily away, a Spring ensued, like an Eastern sum mer, while delays on delays accumu: | Jated and still the day when “shoot. | ing” should begin lingered remotely down tomorrow's dim horizon. Lontaine had leased studio space im the Zinn plant, which Summeriad Tecommended as the most modern and complete!y equipped on the Coast. For this the company was paying a weekly rental of fifteen | hundred dollars, An expensive ex. ecutive and technical staff, lacking only a director, was kicking heels of enforced idleness on full pay. A| story had been selected, an old novel by & moderately popular author to! which Zinn had in 1914 purchased all motion-picture rights outright for five hundred dollars and which he ‘Was now willing to part with for ten Urousand as @ special courtesy be- use he had taken such a mad fan- to Lontaine. A escenario writer, warranted by Zinn “the best in the business,” had | Fecelved five thousand for casting | the story into continuity form, the Tabor of one whole week, and retired Tejolcing to his hundredand-fitty a ‘Week job in the Zinn scenario de- partment. A reading of his bastard brain @hMd had persuaded Lucinda that continuity writing must be the mys | ; in fact, she Couldn't understand the greater part | And what she did understand somewhat preyed upon her mind. But Lontaine seemed satisfied Summeriad solaced her misgivings with the assurance that Potter Mon ahan simply couldn't write a poor continuity, and both agreed that Barry sequence in the country must have registered at this hotel. With most of these Lucinda be came acquainted by sight, with many she grew accustomed to ex change smiles and the time of day They made up to her saucily or shyly, according to the style they believed became them best, But on one point they were all agreed: they wanted work. Lucinda spoke Lynn Summeriad, and was rewarded with a worried frown, the first sgn of care she had ever detected tn him, together with some well-chosen thoughts on the dangers of contract ing haphazard hotel acquaintance. shine. “Piret thing you know, they'll be trying to borrow money from you.” Lucinda was silent for want of a conse. Yee that would sanction an indignant rejoinder “But this is, after all, Hollywood.” “Ne excuse for doing as the Hol lywoodenheads do.” “Then, 1 take it, you think it Might be more dincreet of me to stop going about with you alone.” “Oh, Lord! Summeriad groaned, “T might've known better than to start an argument with a woman I don't like to think of any outside influences working on you just now.” “Just now?" “Discracting your attention from really important matters, like me and what you're going to do about! ij SBuster Takes UNcie HuGo me. I'm so desperately in love with you, Linda.” Lucinda said nothing for a little. She had beon expecting this for days Now that it came it found her, of course, unprepared, Nothing to com- plain of in that; a declaration of love always finds a woman unprepared, to | Y BUT UNCLE HUGO= Y'DoN'T UNDERSTAND TH’ GAME VET “THAT PLAYER DOE! HAVE 1D RUN “TO FIR PASE = HE AIN'T WALKING “THERE his arma A pleasant place to be, Nolan would know what to do|/no matter how long she may have/ perhaps: but she waan't ready yet, make it right when he got down work on » he did: Nolan read ‘half-thru, thoughtfully shied the) out of a window, and} dictated a continuity all his own, of | nobody but himself could) make head or tail, and which at} times In the course of ite production | to pitzzie even its perpetra- meantime Lucinda had) i 4 to a furnished bungalow | , Where they vainly pressed | to join them. She thought it to decline. too fond of both of you living with you,” she ex “Besides, it’s high time I learning to breathe in a proper ire atmosphere.” the Hollywood provide to ad. Sammertad assured Lucin- on her own observation she well believe, that at one stage another of their careers almost motion-picture player of con- i z iH AH j (Coprrigst, 192%, br A lebraska boasts of fertile soi) And crop production great- It raises more alfalfa now Than any other state been preparing for it. The primitive instinct of flight from the male is deathieas, tho it manifest only as in that one brief moment of panic whieh Lucinda knew. She was glad of the darkness of that section of the hotel veranda where they had been sitting for a quarter of an hour after returning from dinner a deux This had been bound to come he- fore long, One knew the signs in the Hollywood Hotel, the | a man who had held his peace about} won't be wise if you count on me.” astongashe could . Five weeks since that night when, tn the Bever ly Hills bungalow, she had conctud- was neither impersonal transitory nature. . . ‘The worst of it was, she was glad “Well, Léindar” She put away her pensiveness, smiling to see Summeriad bending forward in his chair, anxiously searching her face for a clue to her mind but with the anxiety of im. patience more than the anxiety of doubt. He wanted to re her tn ‘The Seattio Mart NANCY AND NICK S ADVENTURES oF atte, TWINS ET FORTH TO SEEK COMET-LEGS “And now,” said Mr. Peerabout, the Man-in-the-Moon, handing the sapphire shaker with its magic | powder to Nick, “suppose you start off and hunt up old Comet-Legs for me, and sprinkle a little of this magic | powder on his bow legs. “If any of it touches this Jealous | fairy his legs will immediately be- come straight, and he can never ride his shooting-star again. of mischief will be over. He is mor- tally afraid of this powder and if he! discovers you are after him he'll be harder than ever to catch.” Nancy got off her crooked stool and Nick rose from his wobbly chair. “Shall we start right away?’ asked Nancy, “Pretty soon,” said Mr. Peerabout. “T want to show you over the moon first.” “Where does Comet-Legs spend Most of his time?” asked Nick. “Among his wicked friends,” No Soap Better ——— For Your Skin—= Than Cuticura eee Taher Senp. year Taka) rose ut His days) |“so it's going to Comet-Legs.” Shoes you ought to be pretty sure of being safe, ever the moon, and then you may | start.” nodded Mr. Peerabout. “He lives on a big planet, but he doesn’t like it and won't stay at home. Says if he can’t live on the moon, and run it, he won't stay on a planet, big or little. “So he loafs around with Kena Meena, the Magician, who makes bad dreams, and with Twelve Toes, the Sorcerer, and old Tricky Trixo, the Wizard, and Hallo Halioo, the Con- juror. “They are all helping him to put }me out so be can be the Man-In-the- Moon.” “None of them like us,” said Nick, be hard to get “Those wicked old fellows don’t “But here's a secret which may help you out of a tight place now and then, my dears. litte of the powder on the tips of your tongues you will both change It you pus a into butterflies. “And with your magic Green Come I'll show you| (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) she was not yet sur my friend! indulgence—“so you love me,” “How. long have you known it?” “Quite as long as you have loved me.” “And you?" “I don't know yet.” He ventured too confidently: don’t want to hurry you—" “You couldn't, Lynn. And—you “ghe said in it seems “I'm going to count on you—un- fees you want me to think you're merely amusing yourself.” “But you don't think that. So be | patient.” “I'm not at all @ure patience and | love are even related.” “Then I'm afraid the only kind of |love you know i» not the kind that | laste.” “If #0, I'm glad I've known none that lasted; that leaves me free to } de truly in love with you.” | “That's rather clever of you, Lynn, almost too clever.” “I've got to be clever, I guens, to make you love me.” “Lynn, I'm afraid you're artful. |Yes-—and much too experienced! me Into something that and... aren't wanting anything else.” “I don't, but ... You'd really Mike to get rid of met “For tonight, yes. I need to be alone to think—about you.” Lucinda stood up, @ maneuver that lifted Summeriad unwilligty out of his chair. “I've never tried Linda...” “And won't, I know, til I want you to.” “Confound you! That's what I get for giving you an opening to put me jon my honor.” “Don't go before you've answered |my question about these unlucky women.” | “I'm sure T don't know. You can't turn Linda Lee, Inc., into a refuge \tor misguided ftemaies,” | “There's one girl in especial I'm | worried about, Lynn. She seems so |i and wretched. And even 0, she's | pretty. “What's her name? “Miss Marquis—Nelly Marquis, 1 think she said.” Summeriad had just then opened | bis cigaret case. After a thoughful ien't real to kiss you, know her?” “I know a gvod deal about her. Rather a bad lot, I'm afraid. Look here, Linda’: I wish you'd drop her. “Don't be stupid, Lynn.” | “I'm not. I mean it. 1 can't | very well te you what I know, but| 11 do hope you'll take my word for Jit and cut this woman out. She's really not the sort you can afford to get mixed up with.” | “You're sure, Lynn? You want me to understand she is. | you're trying to avoid saying?” “Yes—and more, I'm in earnest, Linda, I think you might trust me really what about Hollywood, I've lived in it long enough.” “Of course I trust tn you, Lynn. I'm sorry, tho, I felt so sorry for her, she didn't seem one of the usual | sort.” | “She Ien’t.” Summerlad gave a curt, meaning laugh. “But you said you wanted to get rid of me, and I think I'd better go before the old |euriosity gets in its fine work and you ask me questions I wouldn't care to answer.” | He possessed himself of Lucinda’s hands again and kissed them while ~~ & By a | Filled with a fine resolve never to liet it happen again, T went at my like anybody!’ ‘said Mr, Peernbout. | belated housework, Jack helping. “And they are afraid of the magic | | powder, too! If they know you have | lit they'll try to steal it. First we dusted the bed, then ar. ranged the furniture and dusted the jliving room which is also the dining room And Jack, coming upon my new salad bowl, whistled and said it was fine, and I explained that It had cost $8 and he said he guessed that wouldn't break us, and he was glad 1 had it, and we admired it together, land I explained that it would serve also for fruit, that it was really a compote And perhaps I chattered with the hope that If he became greatly inter ed in the beauties of the salad “1 You'd better go now before you talk | If you do love me, you} pause he shut it with a snap, neg. {lecting to help himself to a cigaret, and replaced it in his pocket. Then, | | becoming sensible of the query in Lucinda’s attitude, he asked in a dull voice: “What name did you “Nelly Marquis. Why? Do you | After all, I ought to know my way | OUR FIRST YEA CHAPTER XXIII—I NEED MORE MONEY OUR BOARDING HOUSE THE SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN | THE OLD HOME TOWN WERE COMES THAT “Y7iTHEM FELLAS MUST ALL REDHEADED FELLA 7 AGAIN SWINGIN! THREE CLUBS THIS “TIME = WHY, TH LAST TIME £7 WE COULDN'T EVEN 7 HPT TH! BALL WITH ONE CLUB! Wt procadaret NOW “THERE'S “THAT FELLA WITH TH’ MUZZLE AN’ Z TART BASE AGAIN = I Yyy, AIN'T Seew NOBODY str on tT YeTs ve doi HiT “TH! oF STO! WHATS “TH’ SENSE OF SHORTWINDED = WHY MT “THEY RUN ALLTH! WAY AROUND WHEN THEY BALL INGTEAD PRIN! LIKE “THAT? KNOCKIN! “TH’ BALL ON ‘oP oF THIS DUDGES STAND \F “THEY AIN'T A MAN UP “THERE “To TS HIS FIRST LEAGUE GAME==- || DOINGS OF THE DUFFS WILBUR, | DON'T LIKE SORTS VERV } AL OR PEANUTS © Dick "EM UP Quick. Pros TW ELECUANT ty BATS “HEM. | | | | | The Boat Left Without Them | | | whe fooked on with lenient eyes, | | more than half i love already. Why, | then, must she persist in hanging | fire with him? Was it merely crude | primordial instinct prompting her to | | withetand the male till his will pre vailed? Or was there something | wanting in the man, some lack di vinced by a sense in her, subtle, annoymous, and inarticulate? i Infinitely perplexed, Lucinda lin gered on where Summe! had left her. The engine roared as his car swung down the drive, then changed | its tune to a thick drone ag it took |the boulevard, heading away for Beverly Hills, Imponsibie to understand herself, to read her own heart, make up her mind... } A thin trible of sound violated the mid-evening hush, a broken and gusty beating of stifled sobs that for @ time «he heard without atten | tion, then of a sudden identified | Entering thru the French window land kneeling, Lucinda touched gent ly the shoulder of the stricken wom. lan. “Please!’ she begged. “Can I do anything?” | In a convulsive tremor the wom. | an choked off her sobs and lifted} \her face to stare vacantly, Knough | light seeped In from the street to re-| | veal the features of Nelly Marquis. | | Her voice broke huskily on the darkness; ‘Who are you?” “Miss Lee—Linda Lee, Can't I do something—?”" With startling fury the girl struck aside Lucinda’s hands and at the} same time flung herself back and away. she eried thickly. “No, no, ‘ot you! Go away—please go!” Tomorrow) R Bride bowl, things would be less em barrassing for me when we came to | the new cups in the kitchen. | At last we reached them, the cups he had asked me not to buy that month on account of their high! price, and the unpaid biil for furnt ture. As Jack picked up the first cup |from the draining basket I ex- | claimed: “Now, Don’t break that cup! | dollare—with {ts sauce: directly, I broke the dre “Gee! What a price! any more?” “Only six, dearest! I chattered ex- Jack Madison, be careful! Tt cost three Thus in Are there {T ant | extravagance! An Up-to-Date NEWT THE RORSE BREAKER AND THE NEWLY REPAIRED FLAG POLE J/ERE BOTH WRECKED “To DAY— Elephant LATER “THE C| sins DAY * MR. KAHLER’ ry. Qeattle Page 689 LAST WAR STORY * + oe a Peter ry Fook.” Now ft happened that at the) the white “tribe” in the only way same time that little Mamie was| | lying alone in the muddy thicket, | the Indian more and more agent was getting uneasy about things, and he felt that he must try at least to see If he couldn't do} something to stop the things the| Indians were doing, so that thers need not be a’ war between them and the settlers, This agent was Col T. Vault, and tho he was a little afraid to leave his wife and children, knew he must go and have a4 talk | he with the Indian chief. He didn't things his dared go. savages They didn't the white men build theirs—the all, They only knew more of those strange white-faced men were crowding in, and it was Indians’ and they were afraid that there wasn't game and fish enough for| the So they decided to kill off ee SO know what terrible | Indians else probably he wouldn't were doing, have If you will Just try to put your. selves in their place it will belp you not to hate tho: even such cruel things understand about ‘They didn't know that white people were live peacefully and work hard and up a wonderful » poor, ignor tho they ming to country, that more and own land, did | they knew. So it came about that when they left mie’s spotled home, they decided to go and kill the In dian agent himself, and destroy his home nO, In the agent's home all was quiet. A fire burned on the hearth, a lighted candle sent out a little circle of yellow light which fell on the tent head quietly knitting; on the of the mother as she sat by the table trundle bed a little boy slept, while two doliies on the bare floor. ed, the | children played, painted faces watched Not a sound ness, The warriors how to be quiet the mother smiled, peered broke the Indians turned and j | * he said. fold woman) no bad. She to red men, No kill.” Indians told of their visit, watch, and intent to kill, home their savage hearts, little girls played with their rag The half door was open. All unconscious of being watch- mother knitted and the while a score of in and the atill- knew when and ‘They watched the | moved in its sleep, the Nader of baby slipped away with his band as silently as “Lammich no hard It was long afterward that the of their and of scene which softened BY STANLEY HOLD ER NEWT SI 2 eS ns ESAS ge , s L (s i] MY “ fell” j EVERETT TRUE PEFORS WE BECIN CARRYING THINGS © OuT IN THE YARD, LET ME ASK YOu WHAT SENSE THERE 13 IN THIS ANNUAL House CLEANING WHEN, AS A MATTER OF macy You KGEP THE HOUSE SCRYPULOUSLY CLEAN THE NWGAR AROUND F? u DION'T LT BCS IN THS CIVING= ROOM e "CLEAN! CIGAR ASHSS THis VERY MORNING you know. It pleased Jack hed, as if { had thing holy. I had possfble children And then Jack dessert plates, cltedly, “We bad only odd ones, And this Wedgwood is fine enough for an heirloom—I mean to hand down—to our daughters!” immensely to have me suggest our possible family. Hoe stopped and kissed the back of my neck as I bent over the sink, 1 cheapened some: | spoken discovered the this time he did not smile. cried out, “See! think them all alike? not!, allied! sive! them. They're different! | I bought only six!” By getting Jack many designs, | expected | plates, “Aren't they perfectly glorious?” 1 Now wouldn't you | But they are} No two That's why they're so expen- Mary Smith has a dozen of I knew you'd want me to of our/have things as nice as Mary's. for the sake of dful news! | getting his mind off from my silly I hated myself! to admire the keep | him from asking the price of the He did not inquire, but he “Plates to match?” he asked and! must have done some figuring, for to But he exclaimed: | 00. “Gosh! I ought to be earning more | sion. money!” “Wouldn't agreed, “I ought to. At my age! Jack | isn't often dismal, I comforted him: And now this business depres+ But the slump won't last for — ever, And we'll manage to get along I) until times improve!" My comfort didn’t seem to do my” husband much good, “Of course, some day,” I added, “You mustn't blame yourself, | “you're going to be a rich manf® — dear! Not even if some of the boys; Jack gave me the queerest 3 are earning $10,000 a year and/|I didn't understand it, But it made more. Of course it would be awfully | me feel chilly all over, He nice if we could have a car this sum-|to say that he didn’t care whether mer. or not, he ever was a rich man, : “But some of the boys didn't go| And I positively shiver to @hink to the war. And that set you back|we may be poor all our dayad awfully, Just as you had started - (fo Be Continued that be grand!”