The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 4, 1922, Page 11

or ene”. a entrees t §COMET-LEGS LEAVE: a yw, 27 GH {Continved From Page © Phe cabin, Ba'teose will try to learn lwho eet is, this Blackburn.” ‘They parted, Ra'teese to lounge ack Into the tiny town, Houston to ltake the winding road which led back %@ the cabin. A pretty road It waa, (to, one which trailed slong beside the stream, now clear with that jeharp brilliancy which ts character. fetio of the mountain creek, @ road fringed with whispering aspens, Dright green in their new foliage, With «mail spruce and pine. Here ‘and there a fe& Mowers showed; by the side of the road the wild roses Peeped up from the denser growths of foliage, and a vagrant butterfly ‘OF ao made the round of blossom af ter blossom. It was spring-summer down here, sharp contrast indeed to the winter which lurked above and which would not fade until June bad far progressed, But with it all, its ‘Deauty, {te serenity, its peace and ‘eoft moistness, Houston noticed it Dut slightly, His thoughts were on the other things: on Thayer and his \ city, on the possibilities of the ire, and the methods of combating business ¢: y he felt sure war + in the background. Tt meant more to Houston than mere monetary value of « loss,— M2 w loss come Back in the ly burying ground In Boston was mound that was fresher than oth @ mound which shielded the of a man who had died in ointment, leaving behind an which his son had sworn to car. thru to {te fulfiiiment. Now there obstacles, and ones which were shielded by the darkness of conniv. ¥; * | that.” | good——rocks and rocks—and rocks. | | i F 3 te I F 8 z i z 2 i & ithere could be no doubt of that. She recognized him: more, Houston felt sure that she had mounted her that she might better be able ‘to pass him and greet him with « 1 nod Instead of a more friendly ckhnowledgment. And thie was the irl who, an afternoon before, had beside him on the worn old bench the side of Ba'tiste’s cabin and te4 thorns from the palm of his thorns from the stems of wild which she had brought him! enigma was too great for Hous He could only gasp with the dAenness of it and sink back Into duliness of outlook and viewpoint ich he hed lost momentarily. It thus that old friends had pass- “lby Jerry Martin. He has been try’ | ed him by In Boston; ft was thus that men who had been glad to bor. row money from him in other days had looked the other way when the clouds had come, A strange chill went over him. “Thayer's told her!” He spoke the sentence like a man repeating the words of an execution. | His featui suddenly had grown | haggard, je stumbled slightly as/| he made the next rise In the road| and went on slowly, silently, toward the cabin, There Ba'tiste found him, slumped on the bench, staring out at the white and rose pinks of Mount Tal. uchen, yet seeing none of It. big man boomed a greetin: Barry, striving for a smile, ai ed him. The Canadian turned to his wolf-dog. “Peufft Golemari Loneliness sits badly upon our friend. He te homesick. Trot over the hill and bring to him the petite Medaine! Ah oul,” he laughed in Immense enjoy ment at his raillery, “bring to him the petite Medaine to make him laugh and be happy.” Then, seeing that the man was strugsiing vainly for @ semblance of cheeriness, he slid beside him on the bench and tousied his hair with one big hand. “Nev* min’ old Ba'tiste,”* he said hurried. ly; “he joke when eet ts no time. You worry, huh? So, mebbe, Ba’. toese help. There are men at the boarding house.” “Che Blackburn crowd?" “So. Seven carpenters, and oth- ers, They work for Blackburn, who is tn Chicago, They are here to build a mill.” “A mill? Barry locked up now with new Interest. “Where?” “Near the lake. The mill, eet will be sawing tin a month. The rest, the big plant, eet will take time for “On Medaine’s land, then?’ But Batiste shook his head. “No. Eat te on the five acres own | to sell eet for five year. Bet ts no They build eet there.” “But what can they do on five) acres? Where will they get their) lumber?” \ THE SEATT OUR BOARDING HOUSE tS ALL RIGHT= rk Pop WA SECOND = \“THINK T'M GONNA LAY MY MUG OVER rT NoW AN’ HAVE fT START uP AN’ SINGE MY WIG2« Les see CI GMIN UP 7 an’ LIGHT IT AGAIN BUS = \r Won't Go OFF «TURN [T UPSIDE DOWN AN’ GIVE ITA SHAKE, THEN LIGHT rT! CZ On Y pe ENOUGH YeT MR. BUSTER = DARK» MAYBE “THATS WHYs Ne ath a. [le STUBBORN “FLOWER POT =—=,3"° DOINGS OF THE DUFFS HERE COMES THAT MRSLOFne- I OWE HER A DIG AND I'M : GOING TO HAND HER one! | Sota ie ‘The trapper shrugged his stiou!- dere. “Ba'teese on‘'y know what they) tell_heem.” \ “But eurely, there must be some) Mistake about {t. You say they are going to start sawing In a month, and, that « bigger plant ts going up. you mean a complete outfi Houston shook his head. “For the life of me, I can't see it Tn the first place, I have the only timber around here with the excep. But they’re gotng to) start exwing at this new mill within can make out of that. Isn't that right? All I know about it fs from) what I've heard. I've never made a cruise of the territory around here. But t's always heen my belief that with the exception of the land on the other quarter of the lake-— “That i» all.” “Then where—” But again Ba‘tiste shrugged his shoulders. Then he pulled long at his grizzled beard, regarding the wolf-dog which sat between his legs, staring up at him. “Golemar,” came at last. “There fs something strange. Peuff! We shall fin’ out, you and me and mon Suddenly he turned. “M'steu no. But he leave hurried. Ho get a telephone from long dis tance. Chicago.” “Then” “Ra'teene not know. M'sieu Shuler in the telephone offices, he tell ma. | Eet is a long call, M'siou Shuler ts| curious, and he listen in while they, what-you-say, chew up the rag. Eet } S MOON; PLEDGES NE’ER TO RETURN > | } hundred mile to Salt Lake, is & woman She say to meet ber| eet is condem’. Bo tt must be soon. in Denver. This morning M’steu| But you say you no know lumber?” Thayer take the train. Bon—good!| pot more than any office man/ “Good? Why? could learn in a year and a half.| “What you know about tumber™ [ft wasn’t my busin Ba'tiste, | Houston shook his bead. Father thought less and of the “A lot less than I should. It was-| mill every year. Once or twios, he n't my business, you know. My/ was already to sell it to Thayer, father started thts mill out here dur | and would have done it, I guess, if ling boom times, when {t looked as| Thayer could have raised the money | tho the railroad over Crea’ e would | He was sick of the thing and want-| make the distance betw: Denver | od to get rid of it. I had gone into} and Salt Lake, so short that the coun- | the real estate business, never dream. | try would bulld up like wild ftre,| ing but that some day the mill would He got them to put in a switch from|be sold and off our hands. Then— above Tabernacle to the mill and/| then my trouble came along, and my figured on making a lot of money |father—left this will. Since then, out of it all. But tt didn't pan out, | I've been busy trying to atir up buat- Ba'tiste, First of all, the raflroad| ness, Oh, I guess I could tell a didn’t go to Balt Lake and in the| weathered scantling from a green | secon4—" one, and a long time ago, when I “The new road wil,” sald the| was out here, my father taught m French-Canadian. “Peuff! When they | how to scale a log. That's about all.” start to build eet, blooey! Het will] “Could you tell tf a man cut a be no time.” tree to get the greatest footage? If “The new road. I @idn't know| you should nay to a lumber jack to there was to be one.” fell a tree at the spring of the root, “ah, oul, ont, oul!’ Ba'tiate beoame| would you know whether he did !t enthusiastic, “They shall make eet a'or not? Heh? Could you know if road! Bet will not wind over the|the sawyer robbed you of fifty feet) range like this one. Eet shall come|on ever’ log? No? Then we sball thru the mountains with a six-mfle| learn, Tomorrow, we shall go to the tunnel, at Carrow Peak where they | mill. M’sieu Thayer shall not be have work already one, two, t'ree| thera, Perhaps Ba’tiste can tell you year. ‘Then eet will start out|much. Bleu! We shall take Me- straight, and peuff! Bet will cut a|daine, oul, Yes?” Then| “I—I don't think she'd go.” we will see!" “Why not?” tr says oNTH! \** MRS.LOFTIE, SO GLAD To SEE You! Earth children cried out: “Oh, there goes a comet” Nancy and Nick heard someone|make me some promises. First of jalking. And as soon as they turned|all, will you go away and stay corner of the Moon they came|away?” Pupon Comet-Legs and Mr, Peerabout.| "Yew, str,” said Comet-Legs with i) Mr. Peerabout, the Moon-Man, waa|a wag of his head, Heitting star Comet-Legs| “And will you promise not to n- Deually rode, and that rascally fairy|fere with the nice dreama my fiiwas sitting on a Moon-mountain and |dreamfairies take to the earth?’ hing for it | “Yes, wir!’ declared Comet-Legs Why don’t you give me my star?” | again. geomplained Comet-Legs. “And will you take all the Nuts “Hur * exclaimed the ance Fairies you let out back to nm. y do you want it?” Biuster-Gust Land — Jack Frost, “To get away from this pesky |Howly Thunder, Jumpy Lightning, Place,” waid Comet-Legs Dense Fog and all the others?” “What! Don't you wish to be the]. “Yes, sir, 1 will!’ promised Come-t Man-inthe Moon any more?” asked | Legs. Mr. Peerabout “AN right! *No, 1 don't!’ Comet-Legs de-| your steed.” dared. “S thought it would be an| Mr. Peerabout got off the star and Measy job, but I find you can’t suit |Comet-Legs got on. He wrapped hig rybedy. 1 gave ‘em al) sorts of |crooked legs about the sharp points | jons—did everything 1 knew how he flew across the sky. Gidn't know how, and s#mall| Barth children cried, “Oh, there goes thanks I got. I've quit. Now please |# comet! five me my star.” Nancy and Nick never saw him *Not vo fast,” sald Mr. Peerabout, | again, you've had your way, I'm go- (To Be Continued) to have mine, You've got to! (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) on the Moon. Then you may have and “When is all this gotng to hap pen?” ‘The giant shrugged his shoulders. “When the rafiroad, eet is ready, and the tunnel, eet is done. When that shall be? No one know. But the survey, ect is made, The land, “I'd rathor—” Houston waa think. ing of a curt nod and averted eyes. “Maybe we'd better just go alone, *tinte,” “Tres bien. We shall go tnto the forest, We shall learn much.” {Continued Tomorrow) OUR FIR CHAPTER LIII—IMP In preparation for the motor trip I invested in a darling new electrical sowing hine, It wasn't #o very expensive because I only had to pay fa small sum down and $5 @ month. For the first payment I gave my check. Jack agreed that I needed « new. ing machine, All ecoonmical wives had sewing machines. And he was sorry that I had to use my allow ance for the down payment, | Jack #0 often 1s worrted nown-| days when we discuss our finances | that I have learned to make our con- versations about money as short as possible, I set out to make my dresnes this «. |dotted Swiss, fine imported material, | ST YEAR Bride ORTANT PURCHASE she can make two for the price of lone ready-made, I never learned to sew very well, my mother hadn't |time to teach ma, But today's pat- terns are straight, there's not much fit to them, they're easy to put to. | gether, Mary says, and so I decided |to try. | I bought some of the loveliest blue | that I never could find tn a ready made, and a French organdy, crisp and dainty. One was $2.60 a yard, | the other $3. I had them charged lis doing me a great favor when she) The paper patterns looked easy to follow, and perhaps if I had had} time to be industrious I could have finished one of the dresses. But I was interrupted daily by certaln peo- summer because Mary Smith says plo of importance, | LE STAR BY AHERN AW, C'MON THATS A SICK ONE» LETS START) “TH! DIN- WHEELS AN! ° SET OFF A COUPLA SKY: ROCKETS = LET ME LIGHT'M “THis TIME = You GUYS COULDN'T START A BLAZE AW OIL WELL! THE OLD HOME TOWN HOLD ER NEWT SHES AREARIN * MIKE. BERGEN, BLACKSMITH, OPENED DAYS CELEBRATION AS USUAL BY FIRING OFF WIS PET ANVILS - Helen Gets Revenge BY The Way, | MAID WITH RS DUPE DELIGHTED 2 1AM sure! p * + w * OL) I Cleland J Page 719 A PICNIC WAY UP ON THE HILL all about ft was thick woods “We had a few speeches and sang patriotic songs. Then everybody began to get busy about the lunch, and—did any- body ever tell you about Ivy cot- tage? It may be up there yet, I don’t know, but the only house anywhere near was all “We did ask for a story about an earlyday celebration, Davie,” grandmother sald, “and Mrs. Ran-| @olph said, ‘Oh! I don’t remember anything that would make 4 story, We fust bad our own lit tle celebrations, picnics and things. “I remember one Fourth of | July, about 40 years ago, I think) ft was, when we had a Sunday school picnic. The church (the Presbyterian) was on Fourth and Madison, "think, and we all| gathered there with our baskets. “Men came with blg wagons to take us up to the hill to the place we had chosen. (We had to use wagons, there wasn't anything else to ride in) And wo had @ fine day. “There was a pretty good road up thru the timber, but it was an awfully steep hill, and| at the fop there was a beautiful little grassy clearing, about as much as an acre, I guess. “And 40 you know—that clearing was right where the old courthouse stands, mow, And covered over with tvy and they it tvy cottage, Beriah Brown lived thera, Well, we sat down to lunch, here came Mra, Brown with trays and baskets of fluffy, hot bak. ing powder biscuits for a sur prise for the picnic. “I never saw so many bis cults, nor such good appetites, but that’s no story,” “I think it's awfully tnterest- ing,” David said, “but what was funny about it? “That wasn't the funny one,” Grandmother told him. “The funny one is about some. thing which happened the day they started the first railroad out of Beattle.” called when Ce cemmen & fr fr tr e a eccapeeartnnineee eee ee I've discovered that people of leisure who don’t want to do things | themselves are quite ingenious about | getting me to do things for them, Mrs, Dalemater was continually | asking me ‘to attend to her orphan | proteges, and Mrs, Arnold thinks she them where they will do the most good, But sometimes I think the roctety women expect me to do far more than my share. More than once I've had to neglect my home to go some where to help Jessie Langdon, and because I had so many dolls to dress I couldn't find time to make up my lovely organdy. In fact, I never expect to finish either of my dresses. And what I honestly planned to be a real economy proved a awful ex: travagance, ‘ asks me to give a weok's time to her | remade toy department of the chil dren's summer camp. Certainly it's | a splendid idea to reconstruct the discarded toys of fortunate babies, 1 sterilize them, and redistribute JUST SAW YOuR Ve YouR NEW HAT ON- IT’S VERY BECOMING On HER | THINK: PLAS UG TAKE THIS OCD HEAD-SET If (It MUSSGSS VP MY HAIR TOO MUCH ty ‘You've Got TO GST ONG OF THOS Coup: SPGAKING & “THOSS THINGS ost MUCH MonGY I! THERE'S GNOVGH LOUD. SPEAKING AROUND SO HORC ANY? - How, teh Ac Ricut ——— WRAP IT UP_!t! neoe Hot weather arrived suddenly and | unexpected muddle, When I paid my 1 simply had te go down town and | bills I failed to fix up my stubs in buy some ready-made things. They |my cheek book, I suppose. were not nearly as nice as I wanted,| One morning, Frank Brown, @ but the best I could afford after I/ friend of Jack's and a teller in the ‘had put so much money tnto expen- | bank, called me up: |sive materials, It seemed such a} ‘You're overdrawn, Mrs, Madison,” |pity to keep that cloth parked in a/he said. “I thought you'd like to | closet drawer all summer, especially | know about tt.” latter I had shopped around two| Of course I was properly thankful, days to find just what was par-|He sald he'd hold something, I ticularly becoming, and after I had | wasn’t clear what, until Jack fixed in consequence opened accounts in |my account. two more places, These new ac: (Xo Be Continued) counts got me into a brand new and| (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle tax) | \