The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 7, 1922, Page 11

JUNE 7. BY STANLEY MY OBSERVATION WHAT ARE You \S THAT THERE ARE cote! a TRYING To DO NO GAMY FISH IH. MAJOR, MAKETH! HE LIKES TH’ (4 picxpocKet “MIS COUNTRY THE “AM Sat mon JUMP one WH KIND THAT PUT \4 HE COULDN'T A, “TIGER-TROUT FOUND RTH’ LABEL OF THAT UP SUCH A y : ©)! GRAND PRIZE FREE ONLY IN“THE HIMALAYA BH CAN 2 © C'MON, Lets & FIGHT Y'HAVE |] IN AN AQUARIUM ‘ : f; = - LUCKY NUMBER WITH O07 Wy Lewes Jars Tse . MOUNTAIN STREAMS AREIM See Vutr rronceEs ON A FISHING Fee OO ANGING LAMP (Continued From Our Last Ixsae) ed with @ hand on the door for so MV FAVORITE "CAS Ts i GOSH, IF THAT WAS AR wi A PRIZE -FINE POUNDS “1¢ you're content,” he mumbled | !ong « time that the chauffour grow T CAN BUT CONTENT FIGH I'D STILL BE # OF SMOKING TOBACCO ss “dare say there's nothing more | Mauiattive MVSELF WITH WAITING LIKE A ‘ : . “Where to, Mr. Lontaine?" a to be said |. “Ne, by Goat bturted | CASTING AT TIN Sho nodded gaily. repeating the| into the man’s ast . and CANS HERE! © ‘i ‘Word, “Nothing’’ In a Mute-like note | whirling about, s#trod y back S)) of mirth. Hanging bis head, he be-/ to the bungalow = Gan wrotchedly to stuff the plunder! As he drew near he could hear into his pockets, muttering half to! Fanny's voloo, She wax at the tele Mimseit: “What a pity! If only 1/phone in the living-room, calling a A gould have had a bit of luck! If only| number he didn’t catch; Summer We could have hit it off—!" lad’s, no doubt “If you hurry,” she reminded him,| “Hello? Is it you, dear? Fanny Syou can catch the night train for!.. . First chance I've had... Poor Ban Francisco, you can just about| darting! I've been aching to see you | Bake it.” jail day and tell you how I sympa “Well...” Ho glanced uneasily | thized .. . Yeu: any time you please, p, St her, and again was conscious of | as soon as you like No: he won't | the heat in his cheeks. “So it comes} mind, he I mean, I'm all alone. ito this at last eh? ., . good-bye!" | Besides, we had a little talk tonight, “Good-bye,” she repeated, amiably | came to an understanding, He won't st be in your way after this ever again, “1 dare say . . ." Hegave a du-} Barry dear...” Gus chuckle. “Dare say it's stupid; Something amused her, peals of ut, well, the usual thing, you} musical lsughter haunted Lontaine ow...” } down the walk, “Union Pacific Sta- “Usual thing?” she parroted, with | tion!” he cried, throwing himself into ntly knitted brows. | the car. “Drive like hell” {STe kiss good-bye. / XXX “You'll miss your train.” | That sunset whose reluctant wan- He developed a moment of des-| ing Lontaine was presently to watch sincere motion “Fan!| from the bungalow veranda wag still brick to me, a | a glory in the sky when Lucinda mo- I feel like a dog, leav- | tored to Beverly Hills you like this.” | It seemed a churlish chance Indeed FOb!" she said, as one indulges a/ that ordained a reception for her ex os Faalgal child—"if you really want! clusively at the hands of a seml-in- \ i iss me, Harry, go ahead telligible Jap, who uttered assorted . \ . ertheless she turned her mouth | fragments of English to the general : MISS LUCRETIA CHATSWORTHY AND THE his lips brushed only her pow-| sense that Mister was having his i Sor Syh LADIES’ THIMBLE CLUB ENTERED /N THE = MSs us. rinnlnGh toe ear" *+ 1S & CASTING ENTHUSIAST= CAMPAIGN TO CINCH ‘THE GRAND PRIZE HANGING =: soon be disengaged. @ the imperceptible damage done! She put off her wrap, made her | LLAMP FOR THE OLD HOMETOWN ~. the caress. The glass showed) self at home, and sought but some | DOINGS OF THE DUFFS HOLDER NEWT SHES AREARIN OMntaine’s shadow slinking out. She | how fatled to distill a compensating him btunder thru the living-| thrill from the reflection that she| Henry, Wells’ “The Outline of His the slam of the screen door.| would ere long be calied upon to| tory” (uncut), the Collected Verse o her hand fumbted, the powder | make herself at home here for good | Rud: 4 Kipling, six copies of the/ ff dropped unheeded, mist drifted/and all. “Ere long” meaning, of | *ame edition of Who's Who on tho ; her vision, she gasped ajcourse, after Reno... And why|Sereen, Laurence Hope's Indian | hl “Damn! Tears meant ajnot? The house waa excellently} Love Lyrics in an exceptionally | eked make-up. planned, amply big for two; no rea-| beautiful binding . . . } Tho there was need enough for/son why Lynn need move unless he} With a chuckle Lucinda took pos te if he were to carry out the/ really wanted to. session of this last: Lynn would have | she made for him, Lontaine| Curiosity concerning Lynn's tastes, | Laurence Hope! . ,. Evidently a gift! slowly down the walk, with | when he did find time te read, moved |cepy. When she opened the book, at Dang-dog air, the hands in his| Lucinda to con the straggling squad | its fly-leaf, a slip of printed paper fingering the price of the|of titles. Novelw led in number, in| fluttered out. Without pausing to sorry shreds of his self-respect. | general such trash as furnishes the )read the inscription, Lucinda re the darkness the flesh of his face| cinema with most of its plot ma | trieved the clipping: a half-tone from burned with fire of shame .. .| terial. In addition, a subscription | one of the motion picture monthi! ; Beside the car he halted and rest-' set of De Maupassant, another of O.|a view of the bungalow grounds, | r “ }with the house in the distance, and | tata 00 Fer You to Color S00 ceseosoccsoce in the foreground Lynn and a young | jwoman arminarm, laughing at the TINTED TRAVELS } ==: | The evening had grown quite dark | when a criap rattle of the telephone | By Hal Cochran tartied Lucinda into renewed con (Copyright, 19%, by The Seattle Sear) t with her surroundings. The book was in her hand. Behind her a} POCCCOODLOSESE OSES OOOCOEO DESO LEDOOES CONS door opened. Without moving rhe “YELLOWSTONE PARK watched Summerlad, in a dressing: gown hastily thrown on over dresw shirt and trousers, hobble over to , . the telephone and conduct one end|| FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS of @ short conversation of which her wits made no sense whatever. H hung up, and peered blindly round the room. | “Linda, darting? he called. | “What's the big idea, aitting all| alone in the dark?’ At the same/| time he switched- on and, blinking, saw her, “Just our lluck!" he grumbled, trying to souhd | disconsolate, “What do you think, sweetheart? Fanny says they can’t | come tonight; Harry's laid sick headache or something, and she | doean't think ahe ought to leave him, | }1 wonder if you'd mind dining here }with me alone, this once. I can’t | very avell go out with this foot. Bht What do you think?” | Lucinda made no eound. His eyes narrowed as he perceived the abnor mal absence of color in her face, the jdark dilation 8¢ her unwavering! eyes. Limping, he approac’ | | “What's the matter, j cross with me, are you?” An entreating band silenced him. | | ait tn = breath Lactndn ana "t _EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO hy didn't yo at ' | why sso you ever tell m: and me, and found out Nelly'd come} re on rh 4 “Dasenetion?® | back to Hollywood, I went to her and | er ES Ss Ps Summeriad said amnation had things out-—gave her some = half under his breath. and moved money and promised her more, on| battle * A SHORT MovGc, nearer, till another flutter of her strength of her promise to go hand stopped him. “That wise hus- |) °° es : : EPISODE No. 1. - jband of yours!” he exploded then, | jo ; oa PS ee pad al etic ete Ge ‘ellowstone Park. in Wyoming, | spilling ‘ail me keene | “Ane die yee hope to keep that + - 154 national pleasure ground, | “Did Bel know? Yes: I prequme | **cret from mo?" : s me —— here lakes and Ts, wond Tous scenes he must have, But you're mistaken,| “My name isn’t Summeriad, any | pa) & = i he didn’t tell me, It was this .. .°{|more than hers is Marquis—or yours And animals afe Found: ummeriad frowned, at a lone to| Lee. I'd thought I'd... Lthougnt|| B. abel Cle nel _ | identify the volume in her extended | everything was going to be ali right RE oe Se ND Page 696 | band. {til she turned up again with your Raa Sk j Ae | “1 found it, Lynn, quite by acet-| ofticious husband.” INDIANS! - jdent, while I was waiting. Hope's! “You think Bel had something to “1 remember it all so well, and) then he poured it into molds, You — | | | Indian Love Lyrics, Don't you re-| do nt. ‘ of Reveabyceagp: rssh ADVENTURES [mcmier! "aoc we ince: at wanted Neti om the apt axl] yet To not see how we ma-| never mw one T pow It fo) t HE ¥ wi NS |‘To my Lynn, on the first anniver jn sort of club over my head. He aged,” Mra, Hewitt went on with| looked like ordinary ‘nippers’ wit Clive Roberts Barton |sary of our marriage, with all my| hasn't given you up yet"—Summer her story, a round hole in one side just deep | heart, Nelly.’ And then this picture} lad laughed shortly—'not by a long | “Our house had only three| enough to mold the bullet, and we OMET-LEGS, THE EVIL FAIRY, IS PUT TO FLIGHT)" 7°" ‘vo. published seer Why | A Gi over your bend? 1 doetl] “yobma:jan “yer there ware tour| ttle Shen cut. ett nay rouph to Ifv " |did you lie to me about that poor] understand.” places with a knife, Then we cut | girl?” “Not meaning to use ft #0 long aa! For a moment Summerlad gnawed | we behaved ourselves.” | |his underlip without attempting to ed ourselves! Lynnt } |reply. Then with a sign of despair ‘Oh, forgive me! I didn't mean to} {he retreated to one end of the club-|say that } }lounge, against which he rested, to| Summerlad’s look mirrored a real | | ty ‘ A whistled cheerfly and mother kept ease his foot. He eaid something in|and poignant contrition as he saw | J : . - angry mumble, as Lucinda fol-|her coloring with affronted sensi-|{| wise and sensible to be prepared, | ¥ ® Comfortable, bright conver. SecsopEe Wo. 2. lowed into the room, bility, drawing back from him, mo- we sation, but one of her guests was pe ‘i “ thought I could keep It from] mentarily slipping farther beyond his jo early on the morning of| . weeping prophetess Who refused ADS -OvT? }you until...” reach. “Linda! he implored—“don't the fateful day he ca!led the roll families who took refuge the litth twoinch squares of new white cloth for the patches. and in all we were about 16 chil-| dren. “Father knew the exact date of the eclipse, and while he was not | a bit panicky, he thought it only | “It was a strange, busy day, We worked hard, too, and father il when? ‘Til what?” He|look at me that way.” and set everybody to work doing a| ® be comforted |Rrowled, inarticulate with vexation.| Suddenly, before ahe could stir to|® ‘nreparedneas stunt.’ “We unfeelingly dubbed her ‘the “To let me go on thinking ... mak-|escape, he caught her to him and Math ‘tala tne 16 talks tha} 614 woman with hydterio# did ing such a@ fool of myself Sin held her fast | @idn’e lke: hor tittle Jane, you don't live together, why aren't| “Linda, sweetheart! don't be|f Supervision of his own children | didn’t like her little Jane, you divorced?” angry with me. I've tried so hard|{| the older ones were to mold} “This woman sobbed and wailed “Nelly said if I tried to divorce] to be good enough for you. And you bullets while the little ones cut| about, incessantly. ‘O, Lord! 0, her she'd fight back, and she|—you've loved me, too! Don't let| knows...” this rotten accident spoil everything He didn't finish, but shut his teeth|for us. If you love me~—and you “Mrs. Hewitt,” David inter-| live to see another day. 0-0-00-0! on a blundering tongue and looked| know I love you~what doey any rupted, “tell me how did your | It's awful, awful, awful! O, Lord? What they saw was really shocking more thun ever guilty. But Lucinda |thing matter? What if we are both|{ chiidren ‘mold bullets’? It alwayn| “Her poor husband tried to rea- hag el ia ly td Tae Love an tilt be went, 8t|] secmed to me such a queer thing| son with her. Mother tried to Yancey and Nick floated down from {magical powder Mr. Peerabout, the| “About you? You mean—about/ make? Love can still be sweet. . .” a q ae | . akyline like two little shadows, Man-in-the-Moon, had given him, you and other women?” She made no show of opposition, for you to do, to handle melted! comfort ber, but nothing availed, By ‘n’ by they came to Tommy| He intended to shake a ltple on| “Hang It all! I've never pretended! only drew back her head to cheat || metal, like that." She wailed on, and on, till the row wn's houxe and lighted softly on |Comet-Leg's bow leg hat ‘would | %0, De @ Sain® have 3, Landa” i when ‘ahe tried to brave “No, it wasn't dangerous,” Mrs, | of bullet making children began to 4 ; | “No wonder t 0 : : t root like two littie birds, Their |have made his gs wtruight, and if], ad or Py ps ey ere hes pease Poy a4 pe Bi parhs rnbe Hewitt told him. “Father had a| get tickled and to laugh.” gical Green Shocs managed the\bis legs were straight he couldn't | the of 1 . how eoulk eH : ‘ : have bee nay’ 0 on oF ial cup for melting the lead, To Be Contin: ple affair. lride his shooting-star any more and|¥° have been so unkind recognition of the hunger that trans. special cup e . ( ued) yhat they saw was really shock-|he'd have to stay at home: Locete ee een give me a show MAE ey erngne tee ah enti Se TT ————— ee? 3 = But Cometiags eaw them, magic! “iis. up curled: “Explain? she herself had too often known of here was hice, kind, little Wink, }shaker ‘n’ all “I've been doing my best,” Sum.|late, like warm wine running in|asleep when Jack came home, I| Sheplessness and the need to tell |the previous evening! ance, We could not find all of them, dream-tairy, fighting with] With a@ yell le picked up his toad ea ad argued resenttully. /9Vhea. I i murmured something Inarticulate | Jack of those bills made my nerves} At last the weather cleared a/We never did find three of them. Legs. Oh, rather Comet-|skin, hopped off the roof to the hill-| Iw now it was going to be with ou when he spoke to me, And I cam-|ragged. Jack's soft whistling irri-| little. We decided to toke a long|Jack’s patience exasperated me. I # was fighting him, and so of |top and straddled his star. Away he | °° - . - — — |ouflaged asleep until nearly day-|tated me. When he spoke, my re- | walk. could hardly coax him to relinquish re Wink had to double up his | went | ~® | break plies were far from honeyed. I adjusted my hat, put on my/the search for the missing three, , too | Tommy got his nice dream. | | Fortunately, the next day was a/ Once in a while my husband's| gloves, remembered my adored] surely, my husband must be the yink bad brought a kind dream (To Be Continued) Ol R FIRST Y EAR {holiday and we slept late, It rained, | food nature annoys me. He is ex-| string of mock pearls which I wear} yery best man in the world, ‘That Tommy Brown from the moon. | (Ca ight, 1922, by Seattle Star) | weath that ordinarily we would act, practical, and when he's ab-|everywhere I go. F morning he was almost too good, oe Legs had brought an un- aa ot nnn By a Bride —————————— 8 | have welcomed with joy, for it jsorbed in his own thoughts, he has} But in adjusting them, rather|He could not or he would not per dream for Tommy from a st Experienced oculists «ay that rey y PRHe * nl r |made a day we could have to our-jan abrupt way of meeting a ques-|clumsily with my gloved fingers,|ceive that I was decidedt: out of & magician made awful ones. ee men retain their eyesight unim CHAPTER XXX—SEEDS OF DISSENSION | selves. |tion with quick concentration, of | they caught on a button of my coat,/temper. And had he seen, Tm sure patches.” Lord!’ she would ery, ‘we'll never eac* dream lay on the roof a!/| paired.many years longer than men,| Left alone at home for the first;been his own age. |, But my joy did not materialize, answering tt briefly and precisely. |the string broke, and the tiny giob-|he would have hunted up some Pep in a nest popy, leaf bag | | time since my marriage, T was 4 Why hadn't I seen it before it was|for my thoughts of the previous|It was so that morning. ules of moonlight rolled to the far|plausible excuse for my nervous aL 8Y Comet-Leg’s bad drean. | In every hive are bees whore duty| some to the verge of weeping. too late? evening continued to harass mo.| And as any wife would have done, | corners of the room! . tension, 7 Up in @ horrid toad-skin. it is to keep it ventilated by fanning| Of course Jack would have married I fell to erying bitterly, then went | What hod Jack sald to Mrs, Herrod?|I concluded that he was still think.| ‘Tears came to my eyes. Jack, (To Be Continued if Pid 4 plan. He had some their wings, Mrs, Herrod trwtead of me had ube | to bed, gnd pretended to be sound| What had she said to Jack? ing about his game apd the lady of half shaved, hurried to my assist- (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Staxd \ 4