The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 1, 1922, Page 11

L- THURSDAY, JUNE 1, 1922. OT by Lewin Joseph Vann, \Continged From Yesterday) XAI A month of Hollywood, and Lu Meeinda forgot to think it strange that Hebe should not resent being made E leve to by @ man with rouge on ) eheeks and lips and eyelashes beaded with mascaro. If the footing that Mines in strange plac had cast her wan quick to wear off, in those three days of work | the with the Summertad company, fun of it wasn't, Lucinda threw her: “grit into the detail of every hour with Tremendous xest, and liked it all as she seldom had liked anything before ‘There was another side to the busi. | | Pee, 2f course, One heard dark hints @f the uglier side, one even caught of it-—as in the tnstance of Ny Marquis, But awareness of it RO perceptible effect upon the spirits of those with whom Lucinda 4 E found herself associated for the time | i Some of the younger mem acting division seemed to thought seriously. ana rule, themsolves—dut Le with jeste ever on their common attitude summed that making pictures wax lark and (trictly between ieee 37574 3 s 3 people who paid the bills the part she was suppore? fm this picture of Summer. Lucinda never managed to se ri a i | nite” | experienced went about! ngaged in it) a darned good! THE | OUR BOARDING HOUSE and snatch her bodily from her sad. die to his arms at the very instant when her mount was plunging head. | long over a precipice. After which he escorted her to her hdme and on the way the two indulged In normal and expected love-making Lucinda and Summeriad were! photographed tim’ and again In dix tance shots, medium shots, and close | ups, riding side by side, dismounting to rest in @ sweet sylvan glade by the site of the stream, and finally in each others arms, with Miss Drake riding up to surprise them as they kissed. Because such scenes are a com:| monplace of picture: making, Lucida had not been prepared for the fact that ehe was to be kissed by Sum-| meriad; whereas she had beep flirt. | ing with him dangerously for the beat part of three days. Now suddenly, toward the close of the third, she was instructed to permit bis embrace, submit to his kiss, and kiss him in| response. She made no demar, for that would have seemed silly, but did her best to ape the matterof.course manner of | all hands, and went thru with it with all the stolcism, when the camera| wasn't trained on her, that was com: | patible with the emotions she must show when it was, But her heart was thumping furt ously when she felt Summerlad’s arms for the first time enfold her: L/ STERDY MEN © SUH He SOUNDS LIKE HE'S FRISKING TW’ NICKEL- PLATED SILVER ou 4 OF TH’ BUFFET} warr TILL HE STARTS UP TH’ STARS © HE'LL THINK, \ME'S AN ASTRONOMER WHEN IT RUB "THIS CHAIR ON HIS HE MAY PoP You! CLOCK OFF HIS SKULL LET ME GLIDE “HIS AN HELL WAKE UP fF _ DOING “TIME ! - SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN | THE OLD HOME TOWN GET BACK BUS= \ Fars AS BURGLAR HE'S 4 GOTTH' MAKINGS 7 OF & GOOD “TRAP DRUMMER~ C'MON BACK IN YouR STALLS aN! LET HIM WORK « IF HE FINDS ANN THING WE'LL ONLY TAKE (TAS FAR AS TH’ LIGHT: HOLDER _ NEWT SHES _AREARIN® f * —_ 7 Pi A Dl [RoR PRIZE. F a LucKY NU EVERY POUN REE ER WITA D> OF TEA 157 PRIZE — HANGING LAMP ave PRIZE ~ FIV OF. BUSINESS PICKED UP TODAY AT E POUNDS SMOKING TOBACCO TSG i 5 and when, murmuring the terms of | Jendearment appropriate to both the | parts the man was playing, he put j his lips to hers, she knew, both de-| | spite and because of the tumult of | her senses, that she was lost. Controt of the situation between them passed | in that tnetant from her hands to his. | Released at length, she looked) round, dazed and breathless, to fina| | that, during the business of the kiss, | a party of uninvited onlookers bad} | been added to their professional audi- ence. ! | teltigibie exposition of it» the plot. Both Summerlad Jacques seemed strangely vague own minds concerning it, and frankly confessed she the ‘script and hadn't notion vghat the picture ROBINSONS STORE WHENA HANDSOME SECOND PRIZE WAS OFFERED - > =—> - — HE "BURGLAR" HAPPENED TO BS 'MATOR' HOOPLE STUMBLING IN =e He iH : Danny Is Very Frank nen | s Druce. All at once Lucinda discovered how Passionately her heart had become implicated in this adventure. To hear the inevitable verdict read upon her career before it was fairly launched, ‘Another sereen.struck society wom art were an affront to decent seit esteem by the side of which it seemed a trival matter that Bellamy, no more her husband but by the grace of the flimsiest of civil fictions, had caught her in the act of kissing an i i of her observations her was that of an involuntary Not vampire; vamp. A vamp means of necessity a vam searlot-mouthed seductress of men’s souls. A vamp may be socially possible person 1,4 it DANNY, SET YOURSELF FORA FINE. MEAL- DADDY 1S GOING To GET IT FOR You ~ | GUESS You'LL GET YOUR STEAK WELL DONE i 4 fil yp A motorcar had sitpped up on the a group and stopped, and one of Its two | passengers had alighted and drawn near to watch, ‘This was Bellamy. xxIt t. an involuntary vamp, Miss Lee to meet Mr. Summeriad under romantic circumstances and inne ‘etntly wean him from strict fidelity to the charms of hiy betrothed (or it} Momentarfty stunned eyen saw the| ciner man may have been his wife), Miss Drake. | face of Bellamy only as a swimming |” : | ‘The said romantic circumstances| blur of flesh.cotor shaded by a smile| Notwithstanding, her cheeks were| ‘were sufficiently thrilling. Miss Lee|of hateful mockery, her ‘wits handi.|®t. she experienced infinite vexa- | waa run away with by her horse) ca by panicky conviction that it|“#0n of the knowledge—she was a j mapped y | shaken by gusts of Irritation in whose | In another minute or two, every.| BTasP she could almost without to her family’s suburban! body present must learn, by night. |@%/m have murdered Bellamy where villa. Mr. Summertad, similariy en. faged. happened along at the right | fan the studios would be ago over the news that Linda Lee was no lesa} than Mra. Rellamy| he stood, if only to quench his grace- jean grin, His gay salutation fel upon ears & personage =" baOD aco incredulous. “How d'you do, Miss Les. Don't say you've forgotten me #0 soon! Druce, you know, Bellamy Druce—*| “Don't be ridiculous, Bel!* i “Can't blame me for wondering—| can you?—stelng the way you stare, | as if I were a ghost.” “So you are,” Loctnda retorted, | shocked into gasping coherence by | this Impndence, “I can’t imagine a} greater eurprine ed | j FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS (Copyright, 192%, by The Seattle Mart SOPOOCOOO OOO OCODE SOE EOO SOO LOOSOOOEOOOOOS000S WILD CAT POINT “I believe you. But think of mine T mean, of course, my astoniah-| ent.* | Bel would have her hand, there! was no refusing him that open sign of friendship, There was nothing she | could do now but take his cues a» they foil, and treat the rencontre ax one of the most welcome she had ever experienced ne? | “But wherever did you bob up from, Bel?" “From the Kast, naturally —tast night's train. Never saw a movie in the making before, you know. Most entertaining. Congratulate you and Mr. Summeriad on the way you played your little scene just now Only for the camera over there, I'd have sworn you beth meant it.” “Don't put too much trust in the camera, Mr. Druce,” Summerlad in terposed bi “Rumor to the con notwithstanding, the blame on known to Iie.” Mr. Summerlad? Rel impudence with trre ‘So we meet again. rcumstances than trary | had lapeed swiftly into an adstrac| tion which had leas to do with the reappearance of Bellamy than the| he Summeriad affair. Noth-| t bad happened since had werved to erase the impression of that first kiss, nothing conceivable could seem half so momentous, The} presence of the camera had meant they had Kissed in earnest; mute, ber lips had confessed too much. It remained onty to be de. termined whether or not Summeriad ad understood their message. If he had, Lucinda well knew, she was a ost woman. | She was possemsed with a species | of rapturous alarm xxITT | In sequel Lucinda knew two days made up of emotions singularty| stratified. Most of the time, of| course, and have a talk, some time| course, all of it spent with Lynn or/ when you're not professionally en-| in dreaming of him, she was merely | gaged,” said Bel as they strolled to-| but comprehensibly a young woman | ward the machines, in love and glad of it. Nevertheless, | “You may call on me Friday, Bel.”| dark hours alternated in apprehen-| the Hollywood, ef course.| sion of what she was resolved must thanks.” be her final talk with Bel. | my was punctifousty gallant! Lucinda found it by no means easy ping Lucinda and Fanny|to compose an attitude which she r, then returned to his! could depend upon to dishearten Bel jown, wagging a cavalier farewell to| decisively, without going the Summerlad ag the latter sped away| length of telling him point-blank with Jacques |that she was in love with another They had been some time under! man and meant to marry him as ng | Way when Fannie broke in upon La as her professional commit » mor.|cinda’s meditations with an ecstatic) ments would leave her free to go | murmur: “Priceless! | thru the mill of Reno. Lucinda came to with a frown.) “Go ahead, Linda, by af means “I'm glad you think #0," she said| divorce me if your heart's set on it” shortly. one could almost hear him say it “Don't be upstare. You know teal “but don’t tell me you're doing it price Why didn't you tell me| just to marry a man who paints his nose for a living.” | your Bet wan such a lamb?” | “He's not my Rel any more, and Ij Somehow one got ecant comfort of | don’t consider him a lamb.” the retort obvious, that if Lynn did “Then I presume you no objec-| paint his nose he at least did it with nothing more harmful than paint. | tion to my vamping him?” But Lucinda was Inattentive; «he (Continued Tomorrow) —— AND eres iiw Money, An wera - mesr Yee oe meer te ane tm mime AGoVT Is PER CONT. * leasanter et Qeattle ar. : Page 691 THEY ENTERED THE UNIVERSITY AT THE AGE OF SIX r ditions are what one makes them, out here in California. I hope find the climate healthier than nothing Prust me for that.” Rellamy torted In entire good humor ne the Rocky Mountain range ellen weend the kamen tet oe A place ie wrists Ae Is Wild Cad Point, which Gverlooxs he canyons down below~ am 1?” Jacques would've erred, com. roduced. “All! he called back | structing traffic settled as we were going to take “No fear, positions in the University of bawled you out long » ht.” Jacanes jing forward to be in thru for today, fol to the company. “Let's go”! “Anxious to see Linda, of | or It was Mrs. J. G, Hill talking | to David and Peggy. They had ape _ e | Washington, gone to her because it was close) "UE Sse and the world to the end of school and they got) 4.4 peautiful place, and the ad- to looking around for people Who! venture of coming out to teach in could remember about end of! a state university on the West chest te the early 4ane. Coast seemed very wonderful. “How tar back shall I go? she| “I remember so clearly that trip anked. to Seattle, We reached Portland all right and there we transferred “Tell about when you crossed to @ little vessel bound for Alaska the plains and everything,” Peggy | which was to dock at Seatth, begged. “This steamer had come thru a “But I @idn't cross the plains,” | heavy storm in which she had Mrs. Hill told her. “T didn't come| lost her upper cabin, but that West till 1872, and that was after | didn’t make any difference, the 80 the Overland railroad was finished | or 40 passengers sat themselves and we could go all the way from | down in the part which was left Michigan to San Francisco in the| and watched the cabin boy trail train, his dish towel across the floor as “Wo got a bad start, however, | be worked. because we counted on starting; “It was rough going when we on a given date and getting to| crossed the bar at Astoria and the California by another certajn| battered little vessel pitched date, and then we found that | mightily. there was no Sunday train. The “I remember a salty old sea new railroad ran no Sunday trains | captain who came grinning up to at all. us and teased us for being ‘land- “So when we got to San Fran-| jubbers.’ ‘All this crowd will be cisco, we had missed the Seattle| good and seasick before very boat by 24 hours and there! long,’ he chortled, ‘and I'll be wouldn’t be another for a whole| taking care of the whole lot.’ month, “But strangely enough, he was “But they told us we could get | the first one to disappear and was @ boat thru to Portland in about} too sick to come up again till we a week. reached the straits of Juan de “This was tn Juty and we were | Fuca.” anxious to get to Seattle and get (To Be Continued) BEEN must hy ” after Bonny. I'm really afraid that|She's 16, He's gray and handsome Wwitiee ae: ot ie Sega that flapper is going to make a lot/as ever an old man can be, Jeanne] “Bart Elliott! T've told ot George of trouble for herself and the rest/says any woman can flatter him/that Bart in my ideal man! I ought ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive Robests Barta TWINS LEARN HOW BAD DREAMS ARE “UNMADE” the ;Mr. Peerabout, the Man-in-the-Moon, | bout he | | into their THE RSFGCREncEe DE PARTMENT AND ASK FOR A CoUPLE OF GooD WORKS ON “THE HUMAN VOICE) AND (TS RELATION TO SOUND ! Nancy and Nick watched Towslies for awhile making their |to another p funny dreams in their funny kettles} This was called Smokysoot Village. and tying them up in their funny |It was beyond the Golden Forest, Doppy-leat bags, then they followed |@nd as grimy as the forest w CASTORIA 22 eee: things mortals valued were of For Infants and Children value on the moon and thin tals threw away moon people valued In USE For OVER 30 YEARS + aay Signature highly. | Smokysoot Village was where the | Chimney-Fairies lived with their | leader, the Sweep. The dreams are just as busy unmaking 4s the Towslies are making them,” explained Mr. Peerabout with a wise wag of his head. ’ This was what the little black fel lows were doing. Untying bags and pouring out smoky looking stuff into rrel. Some of it was green, | Astandard treatment with thousands who know how quickly it heals sick skins Askanyone who has triedit OUR FIRST YEAR By a Bride CHAPTER XXV—FLAPPER’S FOLLY nice ones. The Dream Seller Knowing the right people for the| says, “except for Peg.” And he was then sells them, not knowing what| sake of Jack's business isn’t going | anxious to promote something in the they are. So it's the duty ef my|to be at all difficult for me, with| way of art, he admits. © yellow and some brown | hey’re ugly dreams,” said Mr. | bout. “You see old Eena/ . the Magician, makes awful ma sometinres and sends them ,to the Dream Seller, pretending they “It's bunk!” I replied. “And ol’ George says I Ike Bart only because he's such a good step. RESINOL leaf bags, and old & his bad Chimney-F jlight,” replied the Moon-Man, Chimney Fairies to sit on the chim. |B 1eys o'nights and stop all the fairies h horrid dreams.” But how can they tell?’ asked - “All the good dreams are in poppy. Meena puts ms into toad-skins, My | iries can see in the moon- re (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) iny ‘Tearle as my chum for ages, | and Bonny’s father financing the Lit- house crowd. ’ is a war-made fortune chemicals—the ple — human ar} one from re nice a ht Tearles I cause they have moved into one of} the finest houses in town, It was reaily | who got Mr. Tearle |}: to back the Players. He'd never |d have thought of promoting us, he that poor little I first interested him This quit art patrons ‘the legitimate’ enterprise has made him distinguished among the city’s He's in close touch with * and meets all the| fumous actors at exclusive little din- | 4, ten ners given by exclusive society host- enough not to drop old friends be | eases. And he is not the man to forget n promoting performances of dramatic novelties. Naturally, it's my duty to look of us if I don't look after her. Of course she's in and out of the Playhouse a good deal, she likes the crowd, considers it bohemian, which at all, except when she trails George Bradshaw along. “He'd give a sporty hue to a ceme- tery,” Jack says. Bonny has nothing to do with our rehearsals, but she makes them an excuse for asking George Bradshaw to come along. He's more than 40, silly, but I’ve concluded that George can flatter any girl into a perfect fool! Today Bonny chattered about him, to me, thus: “Fascinating, George ist He says I'm a perfect little puzzle, he can't understand me! I tell him all my littie secrets 'n‘ everything, which I don’t expect 1 should de, but I just can't help it, but several things I've fold him I wish I bada’S J surely not to, It made ol’ George Jealow: Then I told him that Bascom Jones had proposed, and was planning a little house out on a ranch with ponies and Indian servants 'n’ every- thing, “And ol” George sald that Jonesey ig only 20 and just at the top of fool love's hill, and he hasn't had any experience in love, so he simply can’t be true to a girk Is that so, Pegi" |per and keeps up with my nimble — toes, which George owns he’ can’t, and that's why we always sit out jour dances together,” s | “Is that the only reason, Bonny? | The poor child blushed furiously, | tried to change the subject, always ended up with Bart on George, As a result of ber insanity, Tye had to take Bart into my confh dence. A (To Be Continued) F <. Wopyright, 1922, by Seattle Stax |