The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 6, 1922, Page 11

(Continued From Page 6) Pet an entirely now crew. Then bs foming back to drop this MARRQUerade I've been carrying on ‘Bhd It you'll help me—run this p 5 Thayer's out—from the Maitiute 1 can get a new outfit. I'm Being to take any chances. “You said a what-you targe bite! N he walked the saw, “we shall fell a that shall not split.” “If you don’t mind, I'd rather go Pack and look around the place, I Pwant to get lined up on everything before 1 start to Denver.” “Ah. oui.” Together, led De the Hiog, they made their way to Wagon again, once more to skirt lake and to start down the nar roadway leading beside the A half-hour mare and there the sound of hammers and of They stopped, and staring the scraggly trees, made out figures of half a dozen men iy at work upon the erection of rambling building. All about hem were vast piles of lumber, jwobyfours, scantlings, boardings, Phingles—everything that possibly : be needed in the building of one, but many sructures tiste nodded. “The new mill." “Yer. Probably being boftt out my lumber. It's @ cinch they ft transport it all the way Tabernacie.” “Nor pay M'sleu Houston. Many can happen when one ts the ad Barry made no answer. For her mile they drove in silence, jast to come into the clearing Barry's mili, with its bunk house, ook house, its diminutive com » its mill and kitns and Houston leaped from the to start a census and to be his preparations for a cleaning of the whole establishment. But the door of the commissary he staring. A buggy was just Over the brow of the little Which led to the mii property. one had called to him—a wom hose voice had caused him to then, gi second Inter, to go forward. was beside Thayer tn the YY. leaning forth, one hand ex as Barry hurried toward her, black eyes Mashing eagerness, full, yet cold lps parted, her inned cheeks enlivened by a of excitement as Houston to her, forgetful of the sneer the man at her side, forgetful of | staring Ra'tiste in the hack- forgetful of his masquerade, he gasped. “Why aid ow,” } of Fret Thayer had a sud ly sobering effect on Houston, you weren't hurt very bad. thougtt—" and the érawting ay memory came back awful didn’t it? I thought she'd you to your senses! CHAPTER IX Houston pretended not to hear the The woman in the buggy holding forth her hands to him id he assisted her to the ground. “Well.” she asked, in a sudden ing manner, “aren't you glad to me, Barry? Aren't you going to me?” “Of course.” We took her in his “I--I was eo surprised Ag- I never thought of you~” A “Naturally you didn’t.” It was t again. “That's why I sent her. Thought you'd get your o back when” my memory for long oug! Houston had turned upon coldiy—“to know that from now I'D run this place . You're thru!” ° ‘The woman had grasped; . “Don't talk like that. You don’t know what you're saying!’ “Please, Agnes—" “Let him rave, ff that’s the way he wants to repay faithfulness.” “Wait until I've talked to you, You haven't had time to ¢ or “Oh, say, have you heard the news?” he cried D day Nancy and Nick were ying down by the chestnut tree n Chirk Chipmunk came burry- ing alon, “Oh, sey, have you heard the pews?" he cried, running to the top of himexcitement. He frisked his tall this way and that just as some people talk with their hands. “No,” said Nancy, “what is it?” “Come with me, both of you, and Tl show you,” replied Chirk mys teriously. “Everybody in Whisper. fog Forest is talking about it and they're not whispering either,” f they mcampered, the three of and finally Chirk stopped at a oth, grassy place tetween the perry patch and the hazel-bush re it is,” he whispered, pointing Aght ahead. Nancy's eyes nearly popped out of r head with amazement, and Nick ‘whistled softly. For there was a little new house, with a new shingle beside. the door, which said Dector Bnuffies would be inside whenever needed, think, You've jumped at conclusions, Fred just thought that I could “Thin hasn't anything to do with you, Agnes. There hasn't been any thing wrong with me. My brain's been all right! I've known every min ute what I've been doing, This } man's crooked, and know he's ferooked’, IT needed time, and I shammed forgetfulnes, I've gotten the information I need now-—and I'm | repeating that he's thru! And every one elxe in this camp goes with him! “I'm not in the habit of taking In sulte 1" Thayer moved forward belligerent ty, one hand reaching toward a can’ hook near by. Rut suddenly bh ceased, Ra'tiste, quite naturally, had strolied between them. *M'siew Houston have a broke’ arm,” had come very quietly. Thay er grunted “Maybe that's the reason he thinks he can Insult every one around here.” Ra'tiste looked down upon him, as & Newfoundland would look upon a snapping terrior. M'aleu Houston {nault “Rut The voles of the big man rose to a reer “Ba'teese say, M Houston tn. | sult nobody: Ria'teene | say that! Ba'teese got no broke’ arm!" “Who t# this man?’ ‘The woman had turned angrily toward Barry “What right has he to tatk this way? ‘The whole thing's allly, a far as I can see, Barry, This man, whoever he ts, bas been stuffing you full of stories, There—* “This man, Agnes.” and Rarry | It nobody.” OUR BOARDING HOU. THE SEATTLE SE Woo? ! = AW HECK « AN! OF COURSE You GUYS HAD Yo Be Houston's voice carried a quality he never before had used with Agnes Jierdon, “is the best friend I ever) had. You'll realize it before long. | He not only has saved my life, but he's going to help me save my bust ness. I want you to know him and to like him.’* ; A quick smile flashed over the full | i poe. | “I didn’t know, Barry. Pardon | me." | Houston turned to the Introduction, | while Agnes Jierdon held forth a/ rather limp hand and while Fta‘tiste, | knot cap suddenly pulled from straggly gray hatr, bent low in ac: | knowledgment. Thayer, grumbling under hie breath, started awny. Houston went quickly toward him. | “You understand me? | “Pertectiy, I’m fired. enough for your father, but you! know more than he did. I wae—' | “We won't go into that.” | “There's nothing about ft that Im | anbamed of.” Still the eneer ® there, causing Barry's bandaged arm | to ache for freedom and strength. “I don't have to go around hiding | my past.” Houston bit down a retort and forced himself to the question: “How long will tt take you to get ‘out of here? * “I'l be out tonight. I dont stay) where I'm not wanted. Needn't think TU hang around begging you for a job. There are plenty of ‘em, for men like me. “One that I know of, tn partie. ular, I aaked you when you could get out.” “An hour, if you're so Impatient about it, But I want my check first.” “You'll get ft, and everybody else connected with you. So you might | as well give the word.” | Yor a moment, Thayer stared at/ him in majignant hate, his gnarled! hands twisting and knotting. Then, | with a sudden tmpulse, he | turned away toward the mill. A moment! later the whistle blew and the saws | censed to snarl. Barry turned back | to Agnes and Ra'tiste. The woman | caught tmpuisively at his arm. “Where on earth am I going to live, Barry?” she questioned. don’t want to go back to town I can’t stay im this deserted place, if every one is leaving it.” “IN keep the cook. She can fix you @ room in one of the cottages and stay there with you. However, it would be best to go back.” “But I won't. She shook her head with an attempt at levity. “I've come all this distance, worried to death every moment over you, and now I'm going to stay until I'm eure I wns good DVENTURES otk, Tw! NS CHIPMUNK LEADS WAY TO NEW ADVENTURE) stone and sitting on his hind; everything's all right. Besides, % | “you'll able in the cottage.” HELLO, HELEN GEE,| WORKED HARD BLESS VouR FaT ou HEART BUS = wow DID You KNOW MV CHW WAG ALL GET FoR «& BOUT with WATERMELON? TLL GET MY"Towe: ow’ BE RIGHT UP Bus ov! MULE! GOSH, '"M STAR BY AHERN AN’ ME WAS =| ONEAKIN' “THAT COLD BABY UP “1H PUNISH tT ALONE® TLL Pur A CORK 1) MY EARS ai WHEN T GET WORK: ING ON AT ALABAMA BERRY FLL SOUND LIKE A BOAT 1S BE’ LAUNCHED W VYouR L at PAGE 11 “BY STANLEY AT FIRST DOC PILLSBURY REALLY BELIEVED THE SPOTS ON DANNY DoLANS FACE WERE FOURTH OF JULY POWDER MARKS — THEN HE FOUND OUT THEY WERE PRECKLES TIRED AND HuRGRY! HELLO, TOM- so pipi! Barry,” she moved clos» to nim, | need me Won't your! Haven't I always’ been near you} when you've needed me? And arent) you taking on the biggest sort of job | now?” | Houston smiled at her. True, she had always been near tn time of| trouble and it was only natural that) now- | “Of course,’ came his answer “Come, IN have you made comfort | Then, as he started away, “May I ree you, Ba’ Uste, sometime tonight “Ah oul.’ The Canadian was mov ing toward his wagon and the wait ing dog. “In the cabin.” Three hours later, the last of the men pald off, Agnes installed tn the} | best of three jittle cottages In care} ot the motherly old cook. Barry Houston approached the door of Ba’. | tinte’s cabin, the wolfdog, who haa | picked him up a hundred yards] away, trotting beside him, There was @ light within; in the shadows Lost Wing. Medaine was there, then. | Barry raised his hand te knock and halted. His name had been m tioned angrily; then again—followed | by the votce of the girl | “I don’t know what it In, Ba'tiate | Fred wouldn't tell me, except that it} “What will Dr. Mink say?” sald Nancy. “Won't he be erons?”’ “Cross! Humphf’ said Chirk with & swish of his saucy tall, “I don't) [think ft makes much difference | about that. He got so old-fashioned | that all te could do was blood-let ting. “The people of Whispering Forest got tired of it and rent word to the Fairy Queen. So I s'pose this Doctor |Snuffies must bs a friend of hers.’ At this very moment the door of the little house opened and an odd-looking little fairy gentleman stepped out. He had knee-breeches land buckled shoes and long coat tails |that trailed on the ground, Also he wore wings embroidered with pio |tures of canary birds. | He had a sign in his hand which |he tacked beside the door. The wign |aaid, “Wanted. A plll-maker and a | Iagndage-roller at once “Let's ask him if we'll do,” whis. pered Nancy. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Beatle Star) | me do! asant | was something too horrible for to know, And I simply ecnn’t what you say. I can't be to him when I feel this way “But “Oh, 1 know. TI want to be fair, and I try to be, 1 speak to him! when I meet him; tan’t that enough? We're not old friends; we're hardly | even acquaintances, And if there tn| something in hin past to be ashamed | of, fen’t it best that we simply re main that way? I—" Then he censed. knocked on the door he entered the cabin, daine Robinette’s cool but polite greeting in kind, and to look appre hensively toward Ba'tiste Renaud. But the old man’s «mile was genuine “We have been talk’ about 5 Houston had} A necond later, | | a CHAPTI HOW CAN JACK LOVE ME AND NOT BE JEALOUS? ‘The differences of opinion which caused a vast amount of unneces:| sary heartache in our first year were produc could have avoided | Our acknowledged differences proved eaxy to cure, but the subtle and hidden hurts were like #ub- 4 by situations we easily | OUR FIRST YEA By a Bride | extravagance out, y he sald. “Eh, Medaine? | It was one of his thrusts. The girl colored, then turned toward the door “I'm afraid I've etayed longer | than I in od,” she apologized. “It's lat xi night.” | Then she was gone. Houston looked at Ba'tiste, but the old French-Canadian merely waved a big hand | “Woman,” he enid alrfly, “peuft! in strange. Ect ts nothing, Eet 0 the aubj ‘what mus’ Ba’. | teene do? “At the mill? mind, that you'd guard it for me./ I'm going to Denver on the morning! train hire a w crew. I don't} want Thayer to do anything to the mit in my ad Ah shall be. You will sleep here?” “It dont mind? Tabernacle.’ “Bon—ood! dog seratched at the door we shall go to the mill the watchmen , | “Rut I didn’t mean for you to start veht I Just thought here ta no time like the minute,’ | answered the Canadian quietly, “To- night, you shall be Ba‘tees®, oul, y Ba'teese shall be you.” Pulling his knit cap on hig head, he went out into the darkness and to the guardianship of the mill that belonged—to a man who looked like his Pierre. As for Houston, the next morning found him on the uncom. fortable red cushions of the smoking | car as the puffing train pulled ita! weary way thru the snowsheds of | Creatline mountain, on the way over | the range. Evening brought him to} Denver, and the three days which | followed carried with them the| I wish, if you don’t | abner It ye It'e nearer | Golemart™ And the “Come, We are] to return Moi | sweaty smell of the employment of-} fices and the gathering of a new crew. Then, tired, anxious with an eagerness that he never before had known, he turned back to the hills, (Continued Tomorrow) epeaactiamianlll| ER LV. merged rocks, uncharted reefs which menaced our future | Jnck's pride was one of these, My was another My hushand was proud of hin pride. He had promined before our wedding to be superior to jealousy. After marriage, if Jack ever were lous of Bart, or of what I did WELL, IF | CANT GET ANYTHING To EAT AROUND HERE, YLL GO OUT AND EAT! SO wih You= WHY DONT You Do AS I TELL You, You LITTLE RASCAL? T'LL WAVE “THER KER-SPI little raft parted in the middle and poor Sam backward and his feet spread and spread and spread, till he lost his balance completely and Ker aplash! he went right down into “It wasn’t at all as if the p ple on the steamer and the barge swayed forward and wero just off for a picnic,” said) grandmother, going on with the} story her friend had told her, “t cause you sew they were in dead, They wanted to| the water, “Oh! How we all laughed, then,” grandmother could remem. ber it, too, “and when they fished him back on solemn earnest. bulld a railroad. “ot everybody was! sorry to have the tide play a trick | lke that | him fast, but making the best of it, when Mr Sam Coombe suddenly sald, ‘Weil, course, out and Mr the rest of the day standing near got Coombs spent most of and have them stuc nearly everybody was | board, the boiler to dry. “But worked! the rest of the crowd They built three miles of road in two days; graded it, clear ed ft and got it all ready for the tracks, And the women served big lunches and we all had a good time “Seattle Spirit I don't know what the rest of you are going to do, but as for me, I'm | going on. “And he hustled off and got two boards which he lashed together with a plece of rope and jumped over after them, and planting one foot on one board and one on the other, he waved grandly at the | crowd, and called back teasing re- | marks about betng ‘sorry'they weren't coming along’ and things was born that day, they grandmother fin. ished the funny story, “and so long a» Seattle Spirit is ‘alto. get! she will grow, It is divisions and quarrels, whether it's among “big or little folks, that kill things.”” “Grandmother,” David said very gently, “Should you thini you might remember the story about the horse that Peggy was starting to tell me?" “IL might,” grandmother like that, “Everybody went to the boat's rail and watched and called back to him, and ‘then—all at once, | with all those eyes on him, and after all his bragging and teasing, the rope broke or slipped and his | encouragingly. See ee LA eee , ney sald, | with my time, or of my mentel and | women~ as I wanted him to love| social interests apart from his own, he managed to live up to his code! gomehow my fine theory about and conceal hia feelings. jultra-modern love between husbands 1 began to wish that my husband |and wives was proving a bit shaky. were not #0 different from the] Altho*!l had set out to follow the ordinary man, And every time the|new ideas about marriage I wasn’t idea occurred to me I'd think of |equal to the strain of them Mrs, Herrod, and wonder if chess) put Jack seemed to be. Jack were the sole bond between her and | coyid love me devotedly and yet find Jack. tremendous pleasure in playing And T'd half decide Jack did not! chess with Mrs. Herrod, get jealous because he really didn’t] One outstanding fact me, in their Neos, Wee HAVE Two POUNDS OF 1- VLLGOWITH 'M READY MTHAT ROUND STCAK . AND 3S WANT IT GeoUND. ¥ AnD Don't SeT ‘UCC “SHOW YOU THAT YOU'RE WRONG IF You INK D BUTCHS GCAVSE YOU BHAVG THE ONLY eR SHOP W THE NEIGHBORHOOD AT YOURS THE ONLY BUTCHG TO — ae i i Fi rod wrote to my husband regularly. | 1 discovered her notes every time I hunted up Jack's handkerchiefs for the laundry. Monday was always a blue day for | me. I had to go thru the same strug: gle, over and over, had to put away the temptation to treat my hus. band's private correspondence as my | own, If Jack was proud of his pride, 1 was proud of my conscience, my restraint, my will, Moreover, after ‘the affair of the mustache, IT was love me to the exclusion of allifriendship annoyed me; Mra. Her. | pretty tender of my man's feelings. And Jack was decidedly tender of me. But this mutual consideration did not make us confidential. I knew, Jack knew, the new psychology speaks true when It ad- vises the worried to tell their trou. bles and get them off their minds, If Jack and I had talked things over frankly we would have avoided shipwreck on the rock of silence which stands at the entrance te Loye's fairway, (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stax)