The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 3, 1922, Page 11

yy AAMILNE ts eure ty guests that his ne'er-do well brother RAT, who bad deen absent for 15 relia, was to visit him ompanton, , awaited the arrtval of aying ed Inte went to Inform * found Mark @ her ex ¥ AM, & friend of Lb BRVERI one of Mark's questa, Shiered the b a Pounding on th ma: wet head. Mark was not to be found and the dead man, Cayley told Antony, was the brother who bad just arrived GO ON WITH THE sTORY peers ve | CHAPTER IV | Guests at Tho Red Houno were) to do what they Hed within | n—the reasonableness or other ef It being decided by Mark when once they (@r Mark) had/ up their minds as to what they | ted to do, the plan had to be| Mrs. Calladine, who knew this weakness of their host's re-} 4, therefore, the suggestion of | B that they should have a second } “round of golf in the afternoon, and rive home comfortably after tea. | Antony was standing In front of | 5 house, waiting for them. Biil| * Waved, and he waved back. Then as car drew up, Bill, who was in| t with the chauffeur, jumped | and greeted hin eagerly. ' “Hallo, you madman, have you! ome to stay, or what?’ Hoe had a Budden ideas “Don't say you're Mark Abiett's long-lost brother from Aus (Malia, tho I could quite believe it of You.” He kwughed boyishly. “Hallo, Bill," sai Antony quietly. you introduce me? I'm afraid got some bad news.” Bil. rather sobdered by this, Intro- him. The Major and Mrs. Cal- ine were on the near side of the and Antony spoke to them in a afraid I'm going to give you shock.” be seid. “Robert Mr. Mark Ablett'’s brother, Killed.” He jerked s thumb his shoulder, “In the house.“ you mean that he has fust himself?" asked Mrs, Calla- two hours ago. I here,"—he halt. ¥ and explained— seo you, Bill, and er the—the death. I found the body. i FE ii nif 5 gy au Hi i Hy deeply we feel for him. Perhaps we" sho hesitated. “The Major and I might be useful “anyway,” said Bill. * “Where is Mark?” sald the Major | guddenty, looking bard at Antony. _ Antony looked back unwaveringty Pj-—and said nothing. o °E think,” said the Major gently, ing over to Mrs. Calladine, “that would be better if you took Betty back to Lontion tonight.” “Very well,” she agreed quietly. As Antony re-entered the hall, the Mepector from Middieton was just efessing into the library with Cay ey. The latter stopped and nodded to Antony. ~ “Wait a moment, Inspector. Here's Mr. Gillingham.” And then to An- leny, “This is Inspector Birch.” © Birch looked inquiringly fron. one Bo the other. Gillingham and I found the j YSTERY |" ou OU SLEEPING BEAUTIES = PACK UP YOUR VAWNS AN! CRAWL OUT IF You R BOARDING HOUSE »|ty. no doubt.” “with | body together,” explained Cayley.. “OM well, come along, and let's get the facts sorted out a bit.’ They went Into the library, The} inspector seated himself at a writing. | table, and Cayley sat in a chair by} the side of it. Antony made himself | comfortable In an armehair and pre pared to be Interested, “We'll start with the dead man.” sald the tnapector, “Robert Abiett, didn’t you say? He took out his notebook. “Yea, Rother of Mark Ablett, who lives here.” Antony listened attentively while Cayley explained all that he knew about Robert. This was news to him “I see. Sent out of the country tn disgrace, What bad he done?” “Tt hardly know.” “Mark Ablett never talke@ about him “Hardly ever, He was very much ashamed of him, and—well, very glad he wae tn Australia.” “Now your own private opinion, Mr. Cayley. Do you think that Mark was unfair to his brother?” “They'd never Uked each other as boys. I don't know whose fault t was in the first place—it anybody's.” The inspector nodded, “This letter that Mark got—did/ you see itr “Not at the time. He showed it to me afterward.” “Any address? pa ere ie it now?" “I don't know, In Mark's pocket, I expect.” “ADI” He pulled at his beard, “Can you remember what ft sala?’ “As far as I remember, something Ihe thie: “Mark, your loving brother ts coming to see you tomorrow, all! the way from Australia. I give you | warning so that you will be able to conceal your surprise, but not, 1) hope, your pleasure. Expect him at/ three, or thereabouts.’ * “Abt The inspector copted tt down carefully, “Did you notice the post. mark? “London.” “And what was Mark's attitude?” “Annoyance, disgust—" Cayley hesitated. “Apprehenston? “N—no, not exactly. Or, rather, apprehension of an unpleasant tn- terview, not of any unpleasant out come for himself.” “You mean that he wasn't afraid of violence, or blackmail, of gny- thing of that sort?" “He didn't appear to be.” “Right. . . . Now then, he ar rived, you say, about 3 o'clock?” “Yes, about that.” “Who wns in the house then?t™ “Mark and myself, and some of the servants, I don't know which, Of course, you will ask them direct. your permission. No gueste™ “They were out all day playing golr.” “I'm afraid I've got some bad news." A halfsheet of rather dirty | | iF YOU HADN'T OVERSLEPT He ICEMAN MOULD Ware Fay, VT ON “THI Ox = YVE GOT To Take These | COME WINGS OUT OF “THE him golng up arrived?” asked Birch Cayley explained ‘how he had been ettting in the hall, how Audrey had| With my book asked him where the master wna, ADVENTURES OF THE T Temple }Mark coming down. He went the office, and I went on with and when shot. I stood and latened. Then I out. Then I went back again, heat tated « bit, you know, and finally de leided to go across to the office, and |found it was locked. Then I ot door, and shouted, and—~well, ¢ was when Mr. Gillingham arrived.” He went on to explain how they had found the body. The inspector looked at him with a emmile. “You, well, we shall have to £0 over some of that again, Mr. Cayley |Mr. Mark now. Did he may any thing?” “He ald, ‘Robert's here?’ or some thing of the sort I said ‘Yes,’ and ‘Don't go too far away, I might want you": and then went tn.” “What did you think he meant by All day long he'd wandered up tnd down the wheat field | thet?” and oat field and all kinds of fields. LoleTurkey was asleep | getting tooth pulledt’ he complain. the other barnyarders. dered up and everybody acreed with him. Well, Gaddy went Gaidy G under a fence. All day long he'd wan Gown wheat fields and oat fields! gnd all sorts of fields, C in tu until he | and nightmaring. ae ane tes tuenny Farmer Smith was whitewashing | fully. Sudde the fence nearby. a By and by he came to the piace | death” docked like a large brown water: | Melon with two legs and a heada- fo now in the cool shade of the| Wood-pile and right under a fence, Who eat.too mitch just before they Fo to sleep, he was having night mare. He dreamed he had turned Into a fuinew-fowl with little white dots all over him. Gaddy didn't ike guinea-fowl. He hated them. “Every time I try to go to sleep —— ASTORIA For Infants and Children W USE FOR OVER 30 YEARS Always bears | And | where ~ Gaddy Gobble-Turkey was fie was dreaming, And like all folks | *sleep, but he didn’t see him. went the |g white-wash, right thru the fence and on Gaddy’s brown feathers Gaddy woke up. | “ob, what an awful dream I've haar he naid. Suddenly he saw his back, looking Uke a piece of brown dotted swins, “Oh! Oh?’ he shrieked, streaking they start to screech like someone | off to Dr. Snuffies’ houwe. “My dream ie | came true. the fairyman doctor, saw the trouble at once. was all he anid He charged Gaddy a dollar! (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) solicitor in a kind of way.” heard the hot?” dreaming| “Two minutes, perhaps.” stuffing out | 4nd dreaming, or rather nightmaring| The inspector finished his writing, | and then regarded Cayley thought he said: “what ts ¥ Cayley shrugged his shoulders. | MOLLY'S ROAD |“put-and-take” top, on each face of it some destiny marked for Molly, |imminent, irrevocable, for better or ‘Bhe went away, and I went on} ‘There was a step on the stairs, and I looked up to #eo| cw heard a shot At least, it was a loud bang, L wasn't sure if ft was aja dead | idea |make sure that it was all right. 1] turned the handle of the door and| frightened, and I banged at the) at} he gave a sort of shrug, and sald, | “Well, he consults ma a good deal, you know. I'm his sort of unofficial “Yes. How long was it before you ur theory of Robert's “You've probably seen more than TT " | Molly Wayne. And round and round, | dows “Nancy and Nick, take this young | it seemed to her, life itself wae «pine creek and wash | ning that night like some enormous THE SEATTLE STAR TO GET MV SNORE worowe!- Juer KEEP MY OATS WARM « T'VE GOTA CHAPTER ON A DREAM “To \ a cil friend.” Ww on I should say that Robert & revolver with him. He a little struggle perhaps, and it went m self with a revolver in hia han: man at his feet. Hix one an to encaps, He locked the when he heard me hammering at it, went out of the window.” "Y—yes. Well, that rounds rea- ronable enough. What do you say, Mr. Gillingham?” “I should hardly call It ‘reason able’ to lone your head,” said An tony, getting up from his chair and coming toward them “Well, you know what I mean. It explains things.” “Oh, yes. Any other explanation would make them much more com- plicated.” “Have you any other explana tlen “Not 1." “Well, now, about youself. You're not staying in the house, I gather?” Antony explained his previous ments. on. Did you hear the shot?” “Yea. Just as I came in sight of the house. It didn’t make any im pression at the time, but 1 remember jit now." “Where were you then?” ming up the drive." »body left the house by the door after the shot “Nobody,” he sald, “No.” “Thank you. You're at “The George,’ if T want you?” “Mr. Gillingham im ataying here until after the ing explained Cayley, (Continued Tomorrow) WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? a BY 208 BECKLEY CHAPTER I-THREE MEN LOVE HER—ZOE BECK- LEY’S BRILLIANT ROMANCE POINTS OUT ~~ TO HAPPINESS | Round and round the dance floor|making silver magic on the river of the Midvale Bont club foxtrotted | she glimpsed thru the boathouse win-|anxious bantering about her interest Music and dance were in her|in their rivals, One of them would blood like an intoxication, And three young men were with her. Bach of them had been a wooer of hers since high sehool days; each of them answered vibrantly to some for worse. ior she was in the May: | side of Molly's nature and any one time of her life, 23. May itself was of them might momentarily ask her " od it almost at once, Mark to get it from him, there was | | book again. I went into the library : for & moment, to refer to another! book, I waa in there I] off. Mark lost his head, finding t } Ht . ! and how he had said that he had/I've seen,” he answered. “I can} tg the | only speak as a layman—and Mark's | | ere meaning trouble, and} came slowly to the door and looked | door almost instinctively, and then, | | | } | | | | | | | BY AHERN BRING MINE IN, BUS TLL EAT (T HERE ON MY DIVAN © DONT Have “TH' EGGS LooKw UKE THEY CAME Dow IN TH’ PAN WA PARACHUTE: = ani’ Don” MAKE “TH! COFFEE G0 STRONG FTL Tages w THE WOODS = Tom Tries to Pass * * _By abel _C THE OLD HOME TOWN It Off by Laughing Qeattle % {2+ iceland _» Page 745 EVEN BEFORE THE WAGON TRAINS David wan at the and while das © tell. You see, he had dull-looking books, David was given some Washington histories to if he cotild find any of his pet pioneers in the pictures. After a bit he came to Cushing Fells. “Cushing he repeat ed, “Cushing Eell I don't know about him; not a thing.” And when they were on their way home he asked daddy about Cushing Pells. “{ don't know, son,” daddy anid, “how you could have missed that pioneer, Maybe because he died so long ago and his family lived in Tacoma, not Beattle. “But he was one of the earliest missionaries to this state in the y read a rary with;live and the Indians and every y when this up it will be thing, because some ¢ country is a)! sett interesting to your children and to their children to know all these things.’ “So Edwin wrote his diary and that’s how it is that when he came to write his memories he had such a lot of interesting great deal from a great pile of big, them all written down so he didn't forget “Mr. and Mrs. Eells came across the plains on horseback, not even in an oxcart, and i wasn’t possible to carry even as much as our other pioneers brought “So when they reached the Western Washington country, they had to live in a cabin but days when the Indians were sav-| little better than the wigwams of ages; came in 1838 “There Is a picture tn the| Historieal | had no floor, and as they knew Washington State building, whieh shows Mr. Eells preaching to the Indians. “and his son, Edwin, has writ- ten a very full account of their life among the Indians, “Edwin, himewlf, was one of the first white children born in what is now the State of Washington. And when he was a little boy his father said to him, ‘Edwin, I want you to keep a diary and write every little thing that happens to you each day about the way we| in their touch, heard it in the murmur of their balf-gay, half. tion that evening. ith’ —— to be wholly bie—his partner and mate to the end She saw it in thelr eyes as sho danced with each in turn, She felt | the Indians. “The cabin was bullt of lors, little about making sod roofs, every time it rained the water leaked thru the wood slabs afd thick carpet of nine needles on the dirt floor so it would be clean and made a rude bed by driving a post inte the graund and running #mall poles across to the cracks in the log walls. "And their only real comfort was the fireplace, but it was that which caused the first terrible danger (To Ne Continued) Midvale Sa ~weth PAGE 11 "BY STANLE it ;. ; sPoadtonte) Se Mts MARSHAL OTEY WALKER WAS SO BUSY WATCHING THE SUSPICIOUS STRANGER “ i THAT TWO ROUGHLY DRESSED MEN SLIPPED INTO TOWN UNSEEN BY ALLMAN WHATS SO FUNNY ABOUT THAT? WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO FoR. EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO i, THiS GS THe PICST TIMG IVE RUN Im HERE. HOW NUCH WILL YOU CHARGS MS For OVERHAULING MY CAR GEFORS {I START OVT WITH IT ON MY VACATION § <a WELL, YoU SSG, WS FIGURES THAT ON A “TIME BASIS. DEPENDS ON ——— § ox NoTIce NOTHING DOING HERE Do Youve REPAIRING AGoUT TWENTY FEET WAY FROM YOUR WORKBENCH ? FORTY FEET FoR THE ROUND TRIP WHEN- EveR YOU WANT SOME Tool You FoRGoT THAT MAKES “ele emer mem ne et ll ee 9 a in the skillful and intricate steps of /Bon Wheeler and Billy Barton.” the girl President Bennings of the | the fox-trot, | oS gaat ings bank (she was | Bennings’ secretary) characterized as “sure as an adding machine.” Would it be Billy jas an architect but not as success ful as Ben Wheeler? Or would it be the man she was dancing with at! hands and throat be sure to ask her the fateful ques. | that moment, whose galety and good }}ooks made all other men look com Would it be Ben Wheeler, keen | monplace and anxious? And how he| and bright as the knives and razors | danced! so efficiently =manufactured? | “Keen” was the very word he used | the Midvale Lyceum Stock company, in speaking of his feelings for her—|was murmuring to Molly as he led‘ ater. “I've got dances promised to | promised me “Molly, I've simply got Put them all toe four more dances, ether, sit them out with me—and then, if you still ine sist, come back and give the others | ways as if you'd been fresh-washed Barton, successful | {n all sorts of clear water and sun If I was @ sculptor I'd simply it’s important?” “You'll promise to bring me hack go down and take a skiff ssed her hand in answer as they ran down the steps to the float avoiding the glowing blue eyes that Donald Manning, leading man in! were winning Don such a huge fem. inine following in and out of the the. (Te Be Continued (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stary