The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 20, 1922, Page 13

(Starts on Page Six) of approaching that of the most un. familar ranchman, Smoke was coming from the chim. ney, There were the marks of snow. shots, But they might mean nothing th the battle for existence. Houston gcrambled up to the veranda and Danged on the door, A moment more and he faced Medaine Robinette. “Just wanted to see if you're all right,” came almost courtly, “Yea—thank you.” “Need any food? “T have plenty." “Anybody sick?" on “No. Lost Wing has found wood, | We're keeping warm. Tell me—" and there was the politeness of emer. gency in her tones—"is there any need for women in Tabernacle? I am willing to go it~." “Not yet. Besides, «a woman couldn't get in there alone.” “I Gould. I'm strong enough. Re sides, I've been out—I went to the Hurd Ranch yesterday. Mrs. Hurd's sick—Lost Wing brought me the word.” “Then keep on with that. There's Nothing in Tabernacte—and no place for any one who fsn't destitute. Stay here. Have you food enough for Hurd’s?” “Yes. That ie—* “Il leave my pack. Take that over as you need it. There's enough for a week there. If things don’t Jet up by that time, I'l be by again.” “Thank you.” Then the door was closed, and Houston went his way" again, back to Tabernacte and a fresh suppiy for his pack—hardly realizing the fact * that he had talked to the woman he could not help wishing for—the wom. an he would liked to have loved: The ‘World was almost too gray, too grim, too horrible for Houston even to re- member that there was an extrange- ment between them. Dully, his in- > teliect numbed as his bedy was © Mumbed. he went back to his tasks tanks that were seemingly endless. Day after day, the struggte re / Wuined the same, the wind, the snow, ‘the drifts, the ite fleece flying on _ the breast of the gale even when _ there were no storm clouds above, Biotting out the light of the sun and causing the great ball to be only « red. ugly, menacing thing in a field Night after night _ the drifts swept, changing, deepening ~ im spots where the ground had been lar before, smoothing over the oprea weaving across the coun- ike the vagaries of shifting gands before they finally packed into ard, compressed mounds, to form Balwurks for newer drifts when the ‘Bext storm came. Day after Gnd then quiet for 48 hours. Tt caused men to shout—men who had cursed the sun in the biasing _ Boonday hours of summer, but men ‘who now extended their arms to it, _ who slapped one another on the back. ‘who watched the snow with biood- | Fed eyes for the first sign of a melt. % particle, and who became hystert. jubilant when they saw it. | Forty-eight hours! Deeper and deeper ‘epi deeper went the imprints of @errations of white, at last to cease. | The sun had faded on the afternoon | ef the second day. The thaw stopped. | The snowshoes soon carried a new @runching eound that gradually be- came softer, more muffied. For th Clouds had come again, the wind hi Fisen with a-flercer bite than ever » im tt; again the snow was falting. », But the grim little army of rescuers; plodding from one. ranchhouse to an- | Other, had less of worriment in thefr features now—even tho the situation ‘Was no leas tense, no lens dangerous. At least the meager stores of th small merchandise establishment in | the Tabernacle could be distributed with More ease; a twotnch crust of snow had formed over the main snowfall, Permitting small sleds to be pulled ADVENTURES _ OF ene Lwin ee + J ventna struggling men; the world be: Heath had been fromen in, to give! piace to a new One above, And with that; “It's open! It's opent** waving his arme as he ran from the tunnel that led to the stationhouss, “Its open! I've had Rawlins on the wire!" Men crowded about him and thumped Into the little box car to liaton, like ohildren, to the rattling of the telegraph key--as tho they never had heard one before. So secon does civilization feel the need of its inventions, once they are taken away, 80 s00n does the mind become primitive, once the reat of the world has been shut away from it. Bagerly they clustered there, aring with anxious eyes toward the operator as whispers leat they disturb him, wait ing for his interpretation of the mow sage, lke worshipers waiting for the word of an oracte. “I'm putting it all on the wire!" he announced at last, with feveriah Intensity. “I'm telling ‘em just how it Is over here, Maybe they can do something--from Rawlins.” “Rawlins? Houston had edged forward. “There's not @ chance, It's hundreds of miles away: they can't use horses, and they certainly can’t walk. Walt-—will you me al | chance at something?” A gleam had come into his eyen. His hands twisted nervously. Voices mumbled about him; suddenly the great hands of Ba'tinte grasped him by the shoulders and literally tossed him toward the telegrapher “Ah, oul! If eet is the idea—then speak it." “Go on—" the telegrapher had} stopped his key for a moment—"I'll put it thru, i itu help.” | “AU right. Get Denver on the wire. Then take this message for every newspaper if the city: “Can't you help us? Please try to start campaign to force Crestline | road to open the Pass. Women anit! ehildren are starving here, We have | been cut off from the rest of the! world for two weeks. We need food | —and coal, Toad will not be open | tor four er five weeks more under | ordinary circumstances. This will / mean death to many of us here, the| wiping out of a great timber and agri. cultural country, and a biot on the history of Colorado. Help u»s—and we will not forget it. “‘Citlaens of the West Country “Ah, oul! Old Ba'tiste was ad dreasing the rest of the crowd. “The newspapers, they can help, better than anyone else, Ket is our chance. | Bon—good! Mon Bares, he have the big, what-yousay, sentiment.” | “Bounds good.” The telegrapher | wak busily putting it on the wire. | Then a wait of houre—hours in/ which the operator varied his rou-| tine by sending the word of the| stricken country to Cheyenne, to Col-| orado Springs, to Pueblo, and thence, through the news agencies, to t) rest of the world. “Might as well get everybody in on it," he mused. as he pounded the telegraph instrument; “can't | some of those higher-ups might be in New York and think there wasn't anything to it unless they could see | it In the New York papers , Then he stopped aa the wire cut un-| der his finger and clattered forth « message. He jumped. Krasped | Ba'tiate In the lank arms, then turn. | ed beaming to the reat of the gaping | crowd. | “It's from the papers in Denver’ he shouted. “A joint messag~ ‘They*ve taken up the fight!” | A fight which had {ts echoes in the little railroad box car, the center of | deadened, shrouded West | Country, the news of which must; travel to Cheyenne, to Rawlins, | thence far down through the north. | ern country over illy patched tele | i] The shout | came from the lips of the telegrapher | he hammered at the key, talking in| DEAR * AND 1 WAS opsT TING OF THIRST? iN} GO AN’ ASK YER MOM {F YOU CAN COME OUT AN DLAY wh TW wOS= RED WELUY, Nomm STCER. AN WoMER METZGER. AQG OUT HEQT ! graph wires before it reached the) place for which it was intended, the/ box car and its men who came and yet grudging of Jest darkness still find them and night com upon them struggling to reach the lit tle town and send them into wander the snows, OUR BOARDING HOUSE T ORDERED ?~ You NEVER GET NOTHIN RIGHT IF L HAD DROPSY You'D BRING |\BACK COUGH | DROPS! | tnit DiDnty yoer)\ ANY STRAWS 2 by I TOLD YOu TO Y DICK ME OFF A PEACH SUNDAE!+ You'RE ALWAYS IN A “TRANCE BECAUSE You ogg J MR. BUSTER? ~/ Wave YGoOT MY ve NUMAN Ne we Meter 00 AGAINST not arrive in time to be of aid. For without the ability to carry out the firat necessities of that agreement the rest must surely and certainly Long before, Houston had re aed the danger that the storm | ‘ant; there had been no emergency | use in the contract, Now his nds were clenched, his teeth grit THE SEATTLE STAR OF LIFE PRESERVERS You'D MOAN BECAUGE HEY WASN'T A “TOWEL ON 'EM | + AFTER THIS BUSTER GETS A _'RAZZBERRY’ SODA —* DON'T CHER KNOW IT'S HAVE THOSE GLASSES ON THIS BEACH P BY AHERN GUVS WERE DROWNING AN' I THREW IN A SET TILL LET You MEMORY EXPERTS GO AN! ORDER YOUR OWN MISTAKES ! emt at at ee THE RULES To ar. « THE OLD HOME TOWN It Makes a Difference Who Uses Them TWENTY DOLLARS, FOR THOSE GLASSES: i ” Qeattle THE EDITOR OF THE WEEKLY CLARION SLIPPED, IN HIS GREAT HASTE TOGET DOWN TO THE DEPOT .To SEE IF ANY STRANGERS CAME IN ON THE-NOON TRAIN. BOVS-THEY PAGE 13 BY STANLEY AEE ABT B Y ALLMAN — ARE EVERETT TRUE ORNING, JOHNSON, IT CEARNEP TODAY THAT WIDOW JONES HAD RecBive> Hee HUSGANDI'S NSURANCG MONGY, So I HURRIGD OUT Ss ( GIVE HER. SONS ADYICG. CAMS OUT TO SOK HSE OF YouR WILD CAT INvEST- ing, aimless journeys that 1 lin death For the snows still “It almost seems that there's a Jawirled, the storms still came and | premium on being crooked, Ba'tiste, co went, the red ball of the un still| came at last. “It ee... refused to come forth in its beaming | ‘Then he censed. A shout had come Page 733 strength. And it was during thix/from the distance. Faintly thru the 3 - ah - eried of tincertainty that Houston | sifting snow they could sce figures THE BABY IN D3NGER ONCE MORE t mu te Renaud, returning from) running. Then the words can Some people remember a few) “One day I saw them start out | cruising expedition far in the lake | faint, faraiwa will shouts forcing | things of the long ago; some re! across the garden toward the pas- region, to find bim raging, his fists | their way thru the veil of the storm. vice “em ‘gal weet | clenched, his eyes blazing. “They're «ging to open the road! Seeenet Onn et or iy | Sure Bart's whip dragging be. " ney're going to open the road em to remember pretty nearly In eet that the world t« all un-| They're going to open the road | weem rem P | OR Rls BE ES yatta just?" he roared as he faced Houston.| Here, there and back again it all the interesting things which | "In eet that some of ua connie, sate calling to men the few!] ever happened heavy for him to lift entingly— ra store tp for women of the little settlement brav <ahlef is one of that, chatting away and trying to walk I the mad enough to|ing the storm that they too might And Mrs. Kahler Is one of that) chatting y « | tear them apart!’ | add to the gladful ery Already, ac last kind. | ‘big’ like the men. H Who? What's gone wrong?” | coming to the telegram, snow-fight She had barely finished the| ‘They got into the pasture all | m the mad! You have no seen |ing machinery and men were being |F sory of the baby's escipe from| safe enough and I turned back A “i in Denver for the first | spurt toward Tollifer, and from ther jthru the drifts and slides of the hill* r the M'steur Blackburn? Nor | toward Crestline, Ba’'tinte and Hous Eh?|ton were running now, jeur Thayer during all the | assembled NMGS, BT ITS A MIGHTY Poor Buy Iwess SxcSerT Foe ' THs HYENAS THAT ARS IN YT to my work, smiling at the cun ning picture they made.” i “Weren't they not the mother pig, when she recalled another one about the same baby, who, you remember, lives in Seat: | afraid, a I'll have tol |the men who work for them. “Well, well! as fast @ “That 80?” said Dr. Snuffles. single bit afraid of the calves?” . ici’ ” | Ue now. | give you some leg medicine. You have no seen them?” thelr snowshoes would allow, obliv ; «do ab Nancy and Nick overheard Mrs. | half a bottle left and you're welcome| “No, not once.” ous for once of the cut of the wind t ned as if that child waa) Pesky ask: a : z \ to it, I'm sure.” “Ah! I pass today the Blackburn |and the icy partic les of its frigid always getting into trouble,” whe! “Not they,” Mrs, Kahler said, 1 ft 4 nm b tu talking to, Mrs, Wrog. down by 6 shovel out about the | breath said, “When we went back to our| “they didn’t seem to know what J) The Twins slipped away and told | mill. They h boomed Ba’. _otagen " ‘s | the fairy doctor all about it. poche They aw oy go going - Boi ronal tagy none own rancti after the Canyon City| fear meaft. Right in among the Robt wi cs J | Sars, -, ney cop a vor vhe here are ate chorus it ‘ent 01 ne weg gourmand ondemass | “i'm,” sald “that gentieman|they keep at work. when : aka Ah oul! Shey ceeh thé experience it was just one thing! calves they went, no more con- On, don't be Aisappointed about ltnoughtruny. “It's bad business for|the women and bables who starve, |littietown. “Ah, oul! They open the | H | E your chi Mra. Fi Mine |peophe ta take other folky’ medicine!;when there are the cattle who are|rond. The Crestline railroad, he have |] _after-another cerned than you wold bé to go . Fro eople to take other folks’ medicine , ee ee “ I'll have to give her a little lesson,” |47ins. When there Is the country that |@ heart after all. he have a | “Tho two babies played together | near « kitty. Were born without a single feather | 0" lis 1iké@ a broken thing, But they ny old time! It was a mes | o a8. | Next day Dr. Snuffles presented “pe sea i] very happily and the little one 1 do not remember how long —tald as door-knobs, my dear! But “" rm work—for themeelf They saw th bearer coming from the shack himself at Mrs. Frog’s front door a tle y the lof a station. “They're not going to|] tried to do whatever his brother| they had been playing—some Iit- I went to Dr. Snuffies and he gave © ated about ¢ valiywe hil. | 108 into the tle—they work from th 7 j and asked about the pollywog chil-| i144 of timber which they have|do it—it’s the M. P. & 8. L \W aia tle time, I think—when I heard Me some drops and in three weel ére v om oor ty children were beautiful.” per |about tho sawmill, to store up the; “Thru the tunnel “One of their pet amusements| Earl—the baby—sereaming, one Reem aan , erage eagerly, “do|..rhey're fine, thank you," sald|gupply. They know that we do not] * Over the hill. According to! 2 : ee cep gal k dh,” said Mrs. Frog cag rel lo ''Mrs, Frog, “only their legs don’t| get our machinery! They have think |the message, the papers hammered |{ was taking the long cattle vhips | piercing scream after another, and Bou think it eee ene ree grow very fast | have a chance—for the con.| the stuffing out of the Crestline road out into the calf pasture and| 1 knew he was hurt. bs Be gap esi Pa PS son yf as “That so?’ said Dr, Snuffles. . Rut you've got to admit that they |{ playing cowboy. Karl was only| ‘Oh, dear! I said, running to 3 ont ashamed of a, eY | sey Bd ] as eat Ge fee x oa | Diven't a leg to oland on gud, mind) on wet! Til have to give them brought Houston to sharp| haven't got elther the aotive power |} i, years old, and his brother| him, ‘that blessed baby ts in “g L some leg medicine. I gave Mrs.) knowledge of the conditions, They|or the money. The road saw a great | four, so It was a very mild kind you, they've actually got tails like ake itnelt trouble again, What can it be chance to step in and Robin's children some feather medi-| had given, that the reat of the coun S Aizards.” cine, and you ought to see 'em|try might not suffer. Their enemies | solid with this country over here, It's of cowboying, but they got a great| now? * | “Well,” said Mrs, Robin, “I have)... |had worked on, fired with the new/|lending the men and the rolling deal of Joy out of it (To Be Continued) } “Feather medicine!’ shrieked Mra,| hope that the road over the moun stock They're going to open an. | re et , _ | that the| other fellow's road, for the, publicity | and the wood will that's init.” | (Continued Tomorrow) | | MODERN DENTISTRY ».”: “Was that feather medicine | tains would not be opened whe cave me? ‘They'll | machinery #0 necessary to the carry. | DR. EDWIN J. have feathers all over them! On, |!ng out of Houst contract would BROWN, D. D. 8. doctor, what shall I do?” | ree Raph 106 Columbia St. I owned them,” I said. |of imitation pearls in the house and “Come back to the office and tell | $2,500 for settlement!’ , us. And hear a little proposition I) It hadn’t occurred to me that want to make to you.” | they owed me anything at all exeept — ‘And so I told Mr, Barnick and his|a string of imitations, 1 gasped: history of| ‘Twenty-five hundred dollars? T Goodness! tion gems in his hand. He Jooked at | finally I stammered: me critically, deliberately, before he| “you mean—I haven't been wear. spoke again |ing imitations—I’'ve owned the real “Madame, we've been looking for| thing?’ I gasped | lfirmly, gave her a plece of his mind. | partner the remarkable He told her what not to do there | you rad en What did you pay} ‘Just that! You see, you took! ‘my beads," of the number of stones | can't decide. 1t’# so—so complicated: after. And that was not to borrow B Brid tae Were Pee your package with you, leaving no|y1 had lost, of the thefts attempted. | 1'll—I'll have to talk it over with my Skarries Leap cedhithe treme: adaghbor, y a Bride “Twenty-five dollars.” name, no address, Nobody here lane men were vastly amused. But | husband.” DENTIST | Also he said to let her pollywoes| LXVII~MY BEADS—I LEARN THEY’RE PEARLS,!| “Twenty-tive dollars!’ Mr. Bar.| knew you. We've hunted the city) 1 was near to weeping, 1 told them| ‘The partners conferred. In making high el modern piate- | alone and they’d grow all the legs | WORTH $43,000 |nick chuckled, “Madame, vwery| over for you. Today jewelers all| now 1 had loved “my beads,” never! ‘We'll make it $3,000—in onder te work, artificial tee £014 and porcelain Sement or al ert in extrac hioroform @ ; r painless extraction of teeth at DK, BKOWN's DENTAL CLINIC bridge work, |strangely, on that same day, wo| over the country are on the look: gold an y missing | sold a strand of pearls of the same | out.” 1 waited | size for $43,000. ‘There was a mis-| “You'd be more astonished if you came | take in delivering the packages!" knew what had been happening to I could scarcely comprehend, your $43,000 strand of pearls while guessing why! My little tendency to tears came | to an abrupt conclwmion. “As to our proposition,” said Mr. | Barnick, “We offer you any string | have it ended," said Mr. Barnick, ; “But still—positively—1_ can't de cide until T have thought it over." (To Be C.ntinued) (Copyright, 1923, by Seattle.Stasp they needed and lowe their tails as! well | Which they did (To Be Conti (Copyright, 1922, by clerk found whether the parla could he replaced 1016 minutes, Finally Mr. Barnick himself with my imita- Next morning I walked downtown with Jack and stopped at Barnick’s to have my beads restrung. 1 was obliged to wait while the wed) jeattle Star)