The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 30, 1922, Page 13

Suapecting there FRED THAYER is conducting the BARRY HOUSTON makes @ secret automobile trip to the property. croasing Hazard pasa, his automodile is wrecked and he the way, while picked up with a broken arm by BATISTR, whe ca him to the MEDAINE ROBINETTE. wok vi amnesia so that his Ra’ tiste Rarry’s feet, explaining when Barry vy had amnesia Dut @ physician, He profes inds him of hia own son, Pierre, who is dead. also dead and he is lonely. Now go on with the story. And then war came. My Pierre. he is but 18, But he go. want him to go. Julienne, nothing#ehe cry at night. Rut she want him to go, too, Medaine, she tell funny stories about her age and she go too, It was lonely. Ba'teese was big, Ba'teese was strong. And Julienne say to him, “You too--you go. You may save a life’ teese went.” “To France?" Ba'tiste bowed his head. “Long time Ba'teese look for his Pierre. ‘Long time he look for Me daine. But no. Then his face suddenly contorted “—one night—tn the cathedral at St. Menehould, I find heem, But Pierre not know his pere. He not answer Ba‘teese when he call ‘Pierre! Pierre!’ Here, and here, and he the big man point ed to his breast and face and arms —"was the shrapnel. He sigh in my arms—then he is gone. Ba’teese ask that night for duty on the line, He swear never again to be I’ M’siew Doctaire. All his life he hetp—belp ~—help—but when the time come, he eannot help his own. Ba’teese come home--and find that.” He pointed out beneath the pines, “Bhe had died?” “Died?” The man’s face had gone suddenly purple. she say Murder! Murder, ‘urder! Loxt Wing-—he Medain * “tian-—he find her—so! In a heap the floor—and a bullet thru her uin, , thousan’ jurder!” A shudder went over man on the bed. His face blanched, His lips lost their color. For a mo- mon dollar—eet is gone! ment. as the big French-Canadian | bent over him, he stared with glazed, | unseeing eyes. at last to turn dully | at the sharp, questioning voice of the trapper: “Murder—you know murder?” ‘There was a long moment of ai- Wenee. Then, as the with an effort which of strength, Houston shook himself, as if to throw some hateful, | Vielous thing from him, and turned, With a parrying question: “Did you ever find who did itt’ “No. But sometime—Ba'teese not forget. Ba'teese always wait. Ba’ teese always look for certain things that were in the deed-box. There Was jewelry—Ra'teese Sometime--" Then». he. switehed, @zain. “Why you look s© funny? Huh? Why you get pale—?* Please—-" Barry FE forth hand. “Please— straightened. “Bu'tiste, 1 your hands. You can help me, or you can harm me. You know I was shamming when I acted as tho I had lost my {dentity. Now—now you know there's something else. you—” He ceased suddenly and sank back From without there had come the sound of steps. A moment later, the door opened, and shadows of a man and “girl showed on the floor, Thayer and Medaine had returned. Soon they were in the room, the girl once more standing in the doorway, regarding Barry with a quizzical, half-wondering gaze, the man com ing forward and placing one gnarled hand on the Canadian’s shoulder, staring © he mill he any “I coulin't go back to the without making one more try,” explained. “Has he shown signs yet?” Barry watched Ba'teese closely. But the old man’s face was a blank “Signs? Of what?” “Coming to~remembering who he ts.” “Oh,” have give eet up.” . discovers the ruse when they are alone Ra'tiste then explains that he Ba’teese | And Ba’-| And by'm'by, | into the shadows | His eye were glar-) bts hands upraised and clutched. | amit | And the money we save, the) the young) took his ever atom) remember. | put | in| win | r his head down into the | eyes of the injured man on the bed. | Ba’tiste shrugged his shoul. | is something wrong in the way that Empire Lake mili for him On home of a beautiful mountain git, Thayer comes to the scene and identifies him,| mploe will not be on the lookout by tickling would not be ticklish ts not what h Barry, dee His wife, Julienne. protests that he ses friendship for “Then—" > far Ra'teese is ce he looked down glance which than words, is M'sieu Nobody more.” Thayer acratched turned. “Anyway, I'm going to make one | more attempt at it. See what you joan do, Medaine.” ‘The girl came forward then, half | smiling, and seated herself beside the bed. She took Barry's hand in hers then with a laugh turned to Thayer “What shall I do? Make love to him?" “Why not? edging forward, more in his eyes, love to him.” “Do you suppose it would help?” The girl was truly serious now. | “Why not? “I don't think edged forward, nervously pushed him gently. Peuff! And when did M’siew Thayer become I' M'sieu Doctaire? Ba'teeso say ask him if he like you Medaine laughed. “Do you like me?" Brown eyes met blue eyes."A smite passed between them. It was with on effort that Houston remembered that he was only playing a part. “I certainly do “Ask him, ‘Do you like me better than anybody you ever “What sense tx there to alt this?” “Blooey! And why should you ask? Why should you stand with a frown jon your face? Peuff! It i» ugly enough already" To Barry, it was quite evident that there was some | purpose behind the actions of Old | RBa'tiste, and certainly more than} mere pleasantry in hiv words, “You ask Medaine to help Ra‘teese, and then facher vous! Enough. Ask hy Medaine” ‘But—" the girl was laughing now her eyes beaming, a slight {Mush ap- parent In her cheeke-“maybe he doesn't want me to-—" “Oh, but I do!’ There was some thing in the tone of Rarry Houston which made her color deepen. “I- {I like It” “That's enough” oern’,” and far dy name can get He 1 bis head It was old Ra'tiste the twinkle “Bon—-good! Make Thayer had Thayer, black | featured, his gnarled hands clenched | into ugly knots. eame abruptly for: ward, “I thought this was a serious thing; I didn’t know you were going j to turn it into a burlesque! “Perhaps M’sieu Thayer has studied the practice of medicine?” But—" pardon, the practice of po- Ba'teese will not need your or. tenes. | help.” | “Whether you need tt or not, jcome back when u're | this infernal horseplay, 1 i “Ra'teese choose his guests.” | * ju mean ‘teese mean what he say.” well, then. Come jon. rn thru with Me daine.” The girl apparently without a thought of the air of proprietorship | in the man’s tone, rose, Ba’tiste her. | “And are you chattel?” be stormed. “Do you stand in the cup of his han that he shall tell you when to {and when to sit, where to go7% | She turned. ou were abrupt, Ba'tiste reminded me don’t see why I should have been drawn into this at all, or why Tf jshould be made the butt of a quarrel over some one I never saw before } “i'm sorry sorry.” as speaking earnestly and holding }forth his hand. “tT shouldn't | anew ered you that way-~I'm MN forget it all.” A flashing nile td wed the girl's lips red never knows how to take Ra only to f The Canadiin giowered at Fred. Im glad Personally, 1 terri Barry er C]| ADVENTURES HERE'S MAN-IN oF afte TT TWINS WHAT HAPPENED TO THE \-THE MOON There was a funny-looking house of old boards bed with af more | He} once) Ba'tiste | when to walk and! THE SEATT | OUR BOARDING HOUSE PuT ME DOWN FOR SAVING “HIS BEATS RUSHING “TH’ TUR BACK IN TH’ COOP, EH?» MAN, WHEN T WAS IN TW’ NavY I WELD ’ RecoRD on OUR SCcoW FoR BEING ABLE “YO STAY UNDER WATER TH’ LONGEST» I'D FLOP IN AN'TH’ GUYS WOULD ALL ~ WIND “THEIR | tiste, They're always quarreling thin way, The only trouble is that | Fred" and she turned to face him piquantly—“always takes in the whole world when he gets mad, And that includes me. I think,” and the little nose took a more upward turn than ever, “that Ba'tiate is entirely right, Fred. You talked to me as tho I were a sack of potatoes, I won't go with you, and I won't ser you until you cag apologize.” { “There's nothing to apologize for’ } Thayer jammed on hie hat and stamped angrily out the door. Me ine watched him with laughing eyes “Hell write me a letter tonight,” came quietly, Then, “Lost Wing! | “Upht” It was a gruut from out side. “I Just wanted to be sure you were there. Call me when Mr. Thayer has parsed the ridge.” “Ugh!” Medaine turned again to Ba'tiste, a childish appearance of confidence in her eyes, her hand lingering on the ehair by the bed. “Were you really fooling, Ba'tixte or shall we continue?” "Perhapa-—" the twinkle «till shone in the old man's eyer——"but not now | Perhaps time. So mebbe some time you. / “Wah—hah—hal-leee!” had called from without. | turned. “When you need me, Ra'tiste,” he answered, with a «mile that took in jalso the eager face on the bed, “I'll be ging. to help you. Good-by | That too included Barry, and he janswered it with alacrity, Then for |a moment afteé she had gone, he ls scowling at Ha'tiste, who once m in a weakéned state of merriment had reeled to the followed as leaned there rry growled ‘ou're & fine doct Just when you had me cured, you quit! I'd forgotten I even had a broken arm. ‘ straightened, “You mu lke the petite i The Sioux Medaine w and Medaine?” "How can I help it? Bon! Good! 1 like you to lke | Medaine. You no like Thayer?” | “Less every minute.” “Bont 1 no ike heem. He to take Pierre’s place with Med And Poerre, he was strong and tall and atraight. Pierre, he could «mile bon! Like you can emile. |look like my Pierre!” came frankly Thanks, Ba'tiste.” Barry said it in whole-hearted manner. “You don't know how grat »| tam for a little true friendliness | jrateful? Peuff! You? Bah,| shall go back, and they will ask } helped you when you were hurt and yu-~you will not even remem ber what is the name.” Hardly that." Barry pulled |thoughtfully at the covers, “In the| |firet place, I'm not going back, and} n the I haven't enough true; tr asily, 1-1 his jaw drop ad and he ahead, out to the the pines and the stalwart | roma which kept watch there. “I—"|t “You funny again. You act ike you act when I talk about my Why you do ett? { Houston did not nes were flooding thru agonies that reflected features, old His eyes grew | hands white) his features haggard, | The chuckle left the lips of Ba’tiste Renaud He moved ewiftly, almo | sinuously to the bed, and gripped the man by his uninjured arm. | came close to Barry Hous oice was sharp, tense, com try second nda to forget so n lay | staring shadows act Julienne ‘old themselves upon his sorrows, old horrors. and 1 and drawn cold lens, his younger His eyes ton, h mandy | Why talk pale, You! when I you about huh? lke 7 Why get act murder Why C3 you CHAPTER V that | ‘a> ewer at! HEY BUS, Y'BIG PORPOISE, HAUL Y'SELF OFF “THIS RAFT, AN’ SLIDE UNDER WATER FOR A SPELL Now! hada _ a Yeu, an I sbost WHEN You CAME UP TH’ ADMIRAL WAS Jes! PuTNN' OW HIS HIP BOOTS "TO Go Down Yo SEE IF You WAS A DESERTER, EH? = WA-HA-"THEY DiDAtT NEED ANY GUNS on 'KT BOAT WHEN ay? You COULD SHOOT STUFF LiKE “Har! DOINGS OF THE DUFFS OH HERE COMES THAT MR THEY SAY HE IS HEIR TOA MILLION- I'D UKE TO Meer wim! “Ba'teese may joke,” came quirtly ‘but Ra'teese no tie. You look like my Pierre—you help where it has been lonesome. You are my frien’.” “Then I know you are not going to ask me for something that hurts in telling., And at least, I can give you my word of honor that it ian't silent after that about the room. hands clasped be « tho striv on on the he stared living striven 1 upon because of my Ba'tiste walking slowly shaggy head bent hind his back, studious to fathom what had b mind, As for Barry lately vacancy, gain a thing which he b to forget. It had been fore: him, this partial admission of a cloud in the past; the geniality, the utter the friendliness of the old the Aistike | also the was honest French-Canadian evident man who mbe, rry distrusted, had lowered man’s guard, The tragic of Pierre and Julienne had fur. yuaint for a thoroly young story thered the merest chance ac nee into what seemed the t t least, of closest friendship had known Ba’'tiste only matter of a few hours—yet It seemed months since he first had looked upon the funny little blue cap and ning red shirt of the Canadian was evident that Renaud had) Barry Hous ning Hous a felt the same reaction ton, to thie great, lonely man of the hills, looked like a son who was gone } had grown tall and! good to look upon, a the old man had} and a chum | who na a son straight fon upon whom looked as a companion for whom he had searched in every | battle-scarred area of a war-stricken nation to find him—too late And with this viewpoint, there was no shamming about the olf r only tf / LE BY AHERN GIT FER HOME GIT oF F! - HECK, You COULD WEAR A SILK MAT “TH' WAY You Swim! , La THE OLD HOME TOWN E13 STANLEY: HOLD ‘ER NEWT SHES AREARIN’ ROBINGOMS ———— IME WHEN PETE DRUMMOND, THE BUS DRIVER CAME IN FROM A TRIP TO HOOTS TOWN - HE RAN OVER TO CLAIM THE GRAND PRIZE HANG/ING LAMP— ARRIVING JUST AS THE STRING paecione = yia’s Hearing Is Bad Rocks! OH! | FEEL ar | * Page a “OH! SAID DAVID went on with| “go on; how could I guess who?” ‘no | it Breckenridge “Weull,” Pesgy “Abraham Lincoln!’ Peggy sald telling of the story, if the her slow with bated breath, as the Hop. Preaton fairy godmother had suddenly od ¢ people th ould told all the people they cou oka at eae d "Yes, And then Lincoln did write turned toad come to the school house for the prince, sir! Abraham Lin temp’rance lecture, but when they coin. heard who was going to be the and he did hold that Mrs. it." that pledge, lecturer—why, then most every paper and stoop down by so they all stayed Randolph so she could sign body did come ard and waited to have spice ccc bm ) “On: David said in amaze the lecture there: ment, “Abraham Lincoln! And she “and when the young man came | jeany him? Some pledge! w What did Lingoin do then? he was—oh! just awfully tall, and olde “did she tell gou,-Pen? he wasn't a bit good-looking, but Was pedple had been hearing about! nat pefore the war?” ‘cause he had already made aid him, Peggy waited till David had fin- and then fold many of speeches, they ished all his questions, want to hear him | ing her hands in her short little “And then he came and Mrs. | lap, and looking far off, she said, COME ‘To - GIRLIE — come To- OH THIS 1S SO LET’s SUDDEN , MRROCKS (EVERETI TRUE HEY, EVERETT, GOING TO rOVR OF fice fF} va Come PAST ~v~reee ! Cume cn AND Take A RivDS! I svuess YOU DION'T KNOW I COULD DR» aq CAR, EVERETT. I'VE BEEN DRIVING AGOUT W6EK NOW. [ALL RIGHT, PLL Go WITH You —— Move over! Now, of course, my dears, you'll, There in the tree-top was a funny wonder where on earth Mr. Peer- | little house of old boards and in the about was after he got pushed off| doorway stood a queer little fellow the Moon |with enormous top-boots Weill, that’s where he was—on| spotted hanky on his head earth. Not quite on it either, for| “Howdy,” said the tittle after turning umpty-steen somer-| ‘where did you conre from?” saults, the poor soul fell plump into| “Blow! cried Peerabout — indig. the apple-tree in Old Orchard ntly. “What do you think T am Lut by the time Nancy and Nick|a dandelion? Or a soap-bubbie? I'm had reached the earth and begun to | Mr. Peerabout from the Moo for him he had gone again.| “Oh, then,” said the oth fo no wonder the people of Bright |Iike the poem, aren't you--the one Meadowland and Whispering Forest |that says the Man-in-the-Moon came and Ripple Creek and even Old| tumbling down and asked the wa Orchard itself hadn't seen him. |to Norwich. When the Moon-Man landed in the) “Well, sir, I'm sorry top of the apple-tree Wwe | know where Norwich is. en up and #0 breathless | Buskins and 1 run this little * great fall he didn’t move for || up into the sky and for a passenger.” Well, I guess I'm it,” Peerabout. “I don’t wish to go to Norwich; J want to go back to the Moon.” Jeanne calhed me up early, (To Be Continued) me a little (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) “Some hectic lover was your Vik- Mr. | “I thing the he Randolph's father, this don’t know, another single waze expressions of friendship. Mor arry’s admission of a cloud in a futher would take it paced the floor min ute after minute, head. bowed, gray eyes half closed, only to turn at last with an expression which told Ba How that a friend was hi: weal or woe, for fair weather or f evil (Continued Tomorrow) The of Ba'tiste Renaud was strained as b asked the question, his manner tense xcited. Thru sheer determination, Barr forced a and pulled himself back to at a semblance of composure “Maybe you know the r on al. thru Thayer. But if you don’t how h of it you you say you are a man's took the from ‘bout Lincoin, ‘cept he set negroes but 1 much and much stories "bout Mr, Randolph and how Seatth.” (To Be Continued) Breckenridge, said he wanted to his ne past as a z and a @ eon; he ‘oduce to them his friend free, know fellow least good friend—guess who, she came to Ba'tiste on ” David grumbled, mu mean whe friend?” good or ed Bie F “Well, everybody has been talking. motor tours }So why didn't you?” I asked, No! Not one bit!" They get| “It rained so! At least that’s what Why—I'd wait centuries—to heat is tired to 1 told ol’ George about an hour ago. | him—I mean to hear a man make they never over the phone! 1 €xplained that Ij love as he does!" let me go near a ball room,” she couldn't go to the train in one of} “While there's life, there's hope! rattied on, “But with you people, our cars—the chauffeur would re. | was my trite rejoinder, “George it will be wonderful! But Peg, of all port to daddy. 1 couldn't have a taxi | does look awfully old Weside Bart, e's wonders en she fell to laugh. stop at the house, 1 couldn't get judmit!? 1 smiled wisely. ing. away to et car, I didn’t have} “That's just it, Peg! How did you — “What's so funny?" funy rubt rge can't take a} know? George is too old, T had to — “Oh, Pegmy, dear! I've just got to | joke! , he seemed quite! play cutie for him all the tim bhi? tell someone! A joke on G, B.” |furious!” She grew suddenly serious. | bet 1 was glad it rained this ther Jack was. I Bart to| Bonny dropped in about noon Whereupon she told me what T al-| ‘I'm so relieved because 1 didn’t | ing!" make Jack furious.” I'm wild about that motor trip,” | ready knew, how she had failed to; marry him! Besides, you see—t say, | (To Be Continued) “AM waste ou your part! I don't|ghe sald, “now Bart has agreed tolelope with G. B, Peg, aren't you simply thrilled when (Copyright, 1922, by oon Ot wearch Bart makes love to you?” OUR FIRST YEAR ~~~ By a Bride —~-—--~~-~- CHAPTER L—FLAPPER FOOLISHNESS ud left for the office last night! What did Jack say?" Nothing! Not a word! “Why, the man isn't human! Peg I've got to get an awful worry mind, You framed, | myself into a nice rebellion had not Jack knows what jealousy|go, I've had so many with daddy and mother. to a spiffy hotel, mother death, father dead asleep, think means After Jeanne minded myself “1 guess if Jack caved so awfully much, would at least insist upon knowing what you're up to, Peg Madis How did he know you we running away from him this morning?” Doubtioss 1 had rung off I re 1 a branches 4 re nt § ting Jack ¥ 1 reached bi fore | ing re not therefore I remained ve set op and rubbed his said Mr and felt over bis bald head for oked to’ see ff his torn. “Then he had time to look about and see what sort | @f place he had landed in, ' ao in doubt a# to what effect my morn-| 4.4) would have worked | ing adventure had made upon him. | o¢¢ were bumps and Pad clothes were to tease