The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 1, 1922, Page 9

. Oesal lh PE ghee gin Se Melt ly i nel il aula mr lla sad -s ; are ' Mark. Ruth Norris took herself iit 4 py the way, the car will be round ‘and driving back directly aft- fat. He greeted them and sat gen to toast and tea. inet his meal. The others chat gently while he read bie let- ea i my, Cay” He was frowning. Mkely to now,” exid the Ma- Jaughed. Miss Norris sald po- “But you haven't any broth " sald Mark grimly. beck in time you'll see him (lend him five pounds. Don't.” the came,” said Betty a little rk looked up. frowning. you oer to you, Betty. Tks he used to be, and like his f Mtters have been—weill, Cay Cayley grunted [an t knew was that one didn't fqatstions about him.” Remy have been meant as a hint| tracted Antony; and when My too curious guest not to ask | h Questions. of a reminder to his Met te talk too freely in front @ & mere statement of fac About fe some him Efiret, until th i. Engine House Laborers. Machinists "Sheet Metal and other od Car inspectors a WILLAM cannernens al mt ee inate where Betty and f wip you prefer choosing your own please don't get UD.” ae ‘Syhat's. where-- Hallo, , Morning. Cayley.” Giarts on Page 1) that he has, #0 to speak, left his eyos a ood deal at The Red/on guard, white he himself follows a} ‘Let us have & look at them train of thought in another direc: | game down to that breakfast, | tion, | evens, the parlormatd, He had seen a good deal of the! dy given us a glimpse, World with those eyes. When at the | to appear was Major | ® tall, gray-haired, gray silent man, who lived on| y. He had got to work} by the time of the next | is wae Bill Beverley, a/ ung man in white flannel a Maser he sald as he came gout? gout,” said 4 the Major} tever it Is." grunted a point of being polite at said Bill, belping him.) to porridge | Nerve got & ood Gay for| It's going to be dashed Hallo; good morning. Miss Po you want any assistance, | a He was now 20. sald Mise! age of 21 he came into his mother's Good) money, 400 pounds a year, old Git smiled | tingham looked up from the “Stock breeders’ Gazette” to ask him what he was going to do. “See the world,” said Antony. “Well, nend me a line from Ameri ca, or wherever you get to.” | “Right. said Antony mm together. Betty was the) Old Gillingham returned to his pa daughter of Mrs, Jobn! pep widow of the painter, who! Antony, however, had no Intention hostess on this occasion | of going further away than London His idea of secing the world was 1 Kee, not countries, but people; and| to see them from as many angles as! possible, There are all sorta if yo know how to look at them. Se An-} tony looked at them—from various) strange corners; from the view: / “4 point of the valet. the newspaper Jen't that right? reporter, the waiter, the shop-asuist game in. He was generally! ant. With the independence of 400/ pounds a year behind him, he en Joyed tt immensely He was now 30, He had come to Woodham for a holiday, because he sar’ ease Mack. wuddenty. frees So ok ot the station, Hin a instinctive turning | UCK*t entitled him to travel further, | b cand ber but Woodham attracted him. Why towa “og not get out? ‘The landiady of “The George” was only too glad to put him up. While he was finishing his lunch, the landlord came in to ask him} 4 mit the Inggage. Antony ordered ht he een ta Australia, or] snother pint of beer and soon had > him talking. . So aia L." He tookea| “It must be rather fun to keep a at Rumbold. “Got any] country inn,” he said, thinking that Major” It was about time he atarted another | profession. “You ought to take a! take my advice, and don't ” myself, She “TN help Major.” T was telling him." began here's } Galladine and Cayley had} ‘ag an actress and, on her periously as a golfer, She competent as either, = mid Cayley, looking up “You're tunching Preakfast Up @ letter and shook you think this is from? shrugged bis shoulders. he possibly guess? it. holiday.” | “Funny thing you're saying that,” said the landlord, with a smile. “An- other gentieman. over from The Red House, was saying that only yester- day. Offered to take my place an’ " He laughed rumbiingly. “The Red House? Not The Red House, Stanton? “That's right, sir. Stanton's the next station to Woodham. The Red | House is about a mile from here— Mr, Abiett’s.” ) Antony took « letter from his pocket. It was addressed from “The Red House, Stanton,” and signed) “Bi” “Good off Bill,” he murmured to himself. “He's getting on.” | Antony had met Bill Beverley two years before tn a tobacconist’s shop. Gillingham was on one side of the! counter and Mr. Beverly on the other. Something about Bill, his youth and freshness, perhaps, ‘st clgarets | 4 been ordered, and an addrens| en to which they were to be sent, | he remembered that he had come across an aunt of Beverley’s once} | at a country-house, He and Antony / mabject dropped. quickly became intimate. Bu Bin | the time when Mark and/ generally addressed him as “Dear were at their business at} Madman” when he habpened to House, an attractive write ‘the naime of Antony © < Antony decided to stroll over to handing up bis ticket The Red Howse after tunch and call} Station and asking the} upon his friend. | thd village. He ty an im-}| As he came down the drive and} Person to this story, so that | approached the old red-brick front of | Well we should know some. | the house, there was a lazy murmu him at the top of the| of bees in the flower-borders, @ gen excuse, and have a good | tle cooing of pigeons in the tops of | the elars, and from distant lawna the thing we realize {s that | whir of a mowing-machine, that most} More of the looking than | restful of all country sounds | Above a clean-cut, clean-| And in the hall a man was bang-| Wace, he carries a pair of|ing at a locked door, and shouting. | Which seem to be absorb-| “Open the door, I say; open the @etall of our person. To! door!” look ts almost alarm: | Hallo!” discover that | ment Ablett?™ “it He'll probably ask ly felt a little uncomfort- “it must be rather fun hav. n in the cupboard.” think {t's fun, I'l hand If he's any altho he gave It the sald Antony In amaze (Continued Tomorrow) UNION PACIFIC SYSTEM OUT OF TH’ AISLE|S) | pam BUS, OR“TH’ PoRTER!) | \ WILL BE “TAKING ‘ ‘EM FOR VALISES AN'"ToSs 'EM IN TH BAGGAGE THE SEATTLE STAR SAV, TRADE STALLS OFF TH’ SNoRES wit TONIGHT OR VYou'LL HAVE TH’ ENGINEER ATTLED ON SIGNALS \ REMEMBER 1'M I “TH! SHELF BELOW You, $0 DON'T GO DREAMING BERTH IDEA WITH You? WHAT Pie DO You WANT P ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive Roberts Barton GOT TUMMY-ACHE HOW FLOP So he stayed to lunch and had three pieces of pie Flop Fieldmouse had @ bad habit He bad « Meadowland Bright | Mouse family, He'd visit out and find densert FOR RAILROAD SERVICE AND AT WAGES AS FOLLOWS: .38 cents per hour 70 cents per hour .» +.71 cents per hour 70 cents per hour If not, tives kers ... Blacksmiths ..... and workers in this line. . . .70 cents per hour Freight car repairers... .63 cents per hour -++++++.-63 cents per hour Helpers, all crafts.......47 cents per hour ‘ men are wanted to take the place of men who Striking against the decision of the United States 9) * bad Labor Board, and their status, and FULL ION GUARANTEED. EMPLOYMENT, SENIORITY RIGHTS, REGARDLESS ff) OF ANY STRIK Apply W. H. OLIN Washington Station , Beattle, Wash on te year or | W. L. MILLER pret 736 Central Building Seattle, Wash. Jd. W. FOSTER | 699 Tacoma Building Tacoma, Wash. gdvantag 196 South 10th st, Tacoma, Wash, afterward family, the House-Mouses and lots of ot And here's what Flop wou ‘round about mealtime |; Then if he didn't like it, | on to his next relative’s house and | eat anitf around and find out what they | ple had, and stay there if It suited him “ot, he'd go on to bis next rela- | phoned t One day Flop struck it lucky Meadow-Mouses were having cheery pie for dessert That suited Flop. ate three pieces of ple Luck was with the Harvest-Mouses just to find | LXXVII—MRS. HERROD'S So Bonny ent as my own wi | Bonny was going to find out at the t what poverty means, and 1, who bad more than ordinary es, OW ad landed in bankruptey going to be happy ever But was I ever going to | and thrift, he Bonny was lhe happy again? | 1 would have they were having strawberry short ake! & hundred relatives in| he stayed and had two pleces: home he walked slowly pretty full, but passing Mrs, Jemima Jumping he was clearing the a piece of chocolate the Meadow. | in his way the Harvest-Mouse | ¢, tgs Jumping-Mous up sat around till his to him. 4 jt down, winding up by pickle and a what they had for] a he'd go | ca banana, a When he Dr Snuffie got home his ma tele Snuffles Dr , the fairyman doctor The |of Whispering Forest, took Nancy and Nick along, and what with hot poultiges, and castor oll, and a hun So he stayed |dred bitter pills, they saved Flop'’s life. (To Be Continued) him. He wandered | (Copyright, 1922, by ttle Star) OUR FIRST YEAR| By a Bride LETTERS—THE SECRET Is OUT hand or with him And yet T had |e en unable to withstand the luxur jes other girls had I hadn't been able to practice ordi nary economies to help him. In the short prosperity of our first year I had shown the wisdom of a baby Bankrupt and jobless, Jack had come to hia senses and made me face n few hard factwand the hardest was starved for my hus- | this ered upon her first ‘as completed And Jack ing to Jack's industry No longer by « kiss and caress How AM I GONNA SPREAD W THIS NICHE 2* TH’ GUY WHO INVENTED “TH! UPPER HANGING PAPER « i ! TH HOLD ER NEWT SHES ARE ARIN“ BY AHERN —e @ ME WILL You 2 = MUSTA GoT TH’ WHILE He WAS MARSHAL OTEY WALKER WHO HAS NOT BEEN ABLE TOGET 4 GOODLOOK y All AT THE SUSPICIOUS STRANGER AT ((Y THE CENTRAL HOTEL NOW yp SEEKS ADVICE - | GOODNIGHT, DANNY, MN BOY - GO RIGHT TO SLEEP SO THE CAMPHOR BOTTLE toward the western horizon and an added chill came with Its net ting. “But it was not until after the warmth it “Oh!” David exclaimed, as Mrs Bean described the wreck of the “Oh, dear! It always dreadful when things little eanoe, seems 80 sun, and what had given them, were quite gone, that the otlier boats came down the happened to them on the Colum they were so near the end of To seo that feather bed bia, the trail. floating with the camphor bottle Tt must river and rescued the half-drown ed party on the rocks “Mother said that hard as the everything else in it! dful.” Bean and have been just dr think,” Mrs. their own trip across the plains had been, as nothing compared with which replied, it w the yei Begin- ning with the spill into the Colum danger was so great at the time they probably followed didn't grieve much over the loss | and of the treasures. I can remember! bia, troubles came thick so well how mother used to tell! fast it, You see, the rock they struck! —-—Phe bottle? Oh, I forgot I was was under the water and as slip-| " we could’ be, so that once | telling you about that, Well, when having found foothold, no one| Mother finally reached Portland, dared to move. she found her feather bed there “The water was swift, too, as] before her, having kindly landed I told you, and as their feet, and! itself on the river bank, legs got more and more chi “It proved a safe cartter, ton, with its fey coldness, they « | for of all that she put into it (and numb, and it seemed impossible | you remember that was every- that they could stand up thing she possessed in the world), “Minute minute passed! not a thing lost out but one lit. and with each passing minute the| tle gold collar button, danger grew. Sharp pains came! “And you can see the trusty old in their bodies due to the ehill,| camphor bottle any time you'll their teeth chattered and their) come to my houge in Centralia.” whole bodies shook | -_ “The minutes dragged into More of Mrs. Bean's story some hours, the sun began to slip down | other day, | as after Rak Re | could I turn him from serious dis: | human—I mean not feminine! You cussion of our welfare or persuade/mean to eay you've kept ‘em—and him to let me have my own way, | never read’ em?" ‘The shock of this discovery was a| “Never! Of course not?’ tonic. If Jack would no longer; Jack swept resistless arms about |humor me as a child wife I would) me and drew me to a chair by the better behave like a woman, | table “And instead of childishly wonder-| “Open them! |ing what is in Mrs. Herrod's letters,” | them!” |said T to Me, “why not ask Jack?"| But read them T could not. They And #0 I did, my tone a-quiver | were nothing but chess problems! | with tears, with reproach | “Hor my files," Jack explained “Here—snee—T have a dozen of} with characteristic brevity. (1 sup. }them—only a small part!” “Whe Doggins! Why All of them! Read you're not | gave up playing chess with Mrs, OLD HOME TOWN BY STANLEY GIT FER HOME BRUNO" ty pet , Ap OLs 0 aS. Zl a gC 6S oo iF YOU ARE SURE HES THAT NOTORIOUS BANDIT JUST SNEAK UP ON HIM WHEN, HE AINT LOOKIN QEH- BUT HES ALWAYS LOOKIN THEN WHAT? ! BY ALLMAN DADDY, OW DADDY > COME HERE A MINUTE! ty BETTER SEE WHATHE | . WANTS! Now, You GO To SLEEP AND KEEP QUIET. ALL RIGHT, Now, SPENCER, TLE CooK AETER THe ACCOUNTS WHICS " ‘OUR VACATION. Good nha Bn SPENCER! OH, SPENCER! AS I TOLD Xo, HAVE A GOOD Time tT NOT SO Good THAT YoukLLe BE NO GooD wHer xo Ger Bacc Ill tee fi FTI Mi Leb alag |Horrod, He did not, I wouldn't tet | swap fair— him.) | Jack attempted to silence me with I sat up suddenly. | kisses, but his tenderness only made “Jack! You remember that night | me sob the harder in the pines? When you saw my| ve been horrid, Jack, But I'm |suit and new hat—" | z to begin all over, Jack, with |} Jack stood up quickly. T had awak- |! our second year. ened a memory which hurt him, burt| “I've been a thriftless little wife. cruelly, But he was not going to| But I've learned. Yo see how I let it ruin our lives. He was far | can save—when we get another job, more generous than I. I hastened! “Meantime, dearest, we'll manage to explain |to scrape along any old way. Be- “The girl who wore my clothes | cause I have decided that I will not | pore I ought to add that my husband | Not as long as T had Mrs. Herrod’ ‘Netters on my mind was Bonny! But I wouldn't tell you. | take Barnick’s money!” (To Be Continued) 1 was going to| (Copyright, Seattle Stay