The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 10, 1922, Page 11

neors WERE TODAT A, pitrenet and Killed the neverde- within tee minutes Arrival at The Kod Hours, the “oy! y bachelor ‘satate of his we 1 ? Reber! body wee on ‘ef the lock od office, Mark tm the opin mn of ol then disappear: were mysterious ctreum- The shot was fired @ tow mo- GILLINGHAM, gentleman ad- friend of Mark's t RLEY. ot pad watered the Dall wi LRT, Mark's constant com- a eeeendins om the door and de ‘edmittancs The two men room thre & Window and An- | pearance as the ghost. BUL | weoretly one day, wanted to shout his ap. Tt was neat, devilish neat. moment he gazed, faacinated, us aaibertal new kind tfc. which bad appeared so dra- eat of the box, and then tly Wrigsie? himself back. was Rothing to be gained by there, and 4 good deal to be ie pole friends. Lot of funny people ) Ha got to do with It? % and that's the difference. ~ tyne eg ammedate ad feoked at him for Inspiration, It, said, “Oh, Just let's game, shall we? you are.” sald Antony. i was much too excited to where you were,” he mas he got up to them. “I rather it you might be along this way. about bed “Fed {t tm.” sald Antony. Bill lett the rest of the conversa. ton, as they wandered back to the pouse, to Antony. He wanted to chink. There seemed to be no doubt tow that Cayley was a villain. Bill oad never been familiar with a vil Tt difn't esem quite somehow; he was aking rather a mean advantage of Were fn the world—funny peo- with secrets. Look at Tony, that time he had met him tn a to- onist’s shop. ) But what on earth had Miss Nor- Miss Norris, who had proposed to “Do you know where The Fairy Queen had just told Nancy and Nick that Flap-Doodie, the purple fairy who flew with his Pars, had stolen her magic wand. And Nancy and Nick had offered fo bunt tt for her. “Do you know where he went?” “No, I don’t,” anawered the Queen, “That's the trouble. Flap-Doodle, be fly no well and every: ing, doeen't have all his hiding les on this earth. He lives on @ if called Tinky-Winkle, and it's as Ht of hiding holes as a cream-puff."" “We have our Green Shoes,” de-/ lared Nick, “so it won't matter how away he is, We'll find him and et your wand." Rood for youl’ said the Magical hroom. I'l] take you as far as iky-Winkle and intreduce you to me of the Tinky-Winklers. here he! eatch an after-dinner train at the Junction, in the obvious hope that she might have in this way a dra matio cros#examination at the hands of some keen-eyed detective, was en- couraged tactfully, but quite firmly, to travel by the earlier train with | the others, Why? Well, that question waa not to be Anawered off-hand. But the fact that it was #o had made Antony Interest. ed in her, By sheer luck, aa it seemed to him, he had stumbled on the answer to his question, Miss Norris was hurried away be. cause she knew dbout the secret pas sage. The passage, then, had something |to do with the mystery of Robert's death. Mise Norris had used tt tn order to bring off her dramatic ap- Possibly she had discovered it for herself; pos. wibly Mark bad revealed it to her never guessing that she would make so unkind « use of it later on; possibly Cayley, having been let into the joke of the dressing-up, had shown her how ahe could make her appearance on the bowling green even more mysterious ‘Snd supernatural, One way or an- other, she knew about the secret | Passage, Bo she must be burried away. Why? Because tf she stayed and talked, she might make some tno- cent mention of jt. And Cayley did Rot want any mention of it. Why, again? Obviously because [the passage, or even the mere knowledge of its existence, might provide a elue. “I wonder if Mark's hiding there,” thought Antony: and he went to sleep. CHAPTER X Antony came down in a very good humor to breakfast next morning, and found that his host was before him. Cayley looked up from his let- ters and nodded. “Any word of Mr. Ablett—of Mark?" sald Antony, as he poured out his coffee, He made a polite apology for dts- turding her. “Quite deep enough,” sald Cayley as he got up. On his way to the door he stopped, and looked at Antony. “I'm #0 sorry that we're keeping you here like this, but it will only be until tomerrow. The inquest is tomorrow afternom Do amuse yourself how you lke till then.” “Thanks very much. ly be quite ef right.” I shall real. he went?” asked Nancy ears. Only instead of being purple, they are orange-colored. Come on, we'd better go.” Away they all sailed thru the sky | until the earth looked like a little round berry below them. At last they came to the Tinky- Winkle Star, It was a queer place, Much queerer than the moon! It was flat like a coffee-saucer and turned up at the edges. | But what was the difference? If any of the Tinky-Winklers fell off, it | wasn’t any worse than « sparrow falling off @ roof. He could fly with | hile ears and get back on again in a | hurry, Maney and Nick and the Magical | Mushroom landed right in the mid. dle of tt and looked around but no sign of @ purple fairy could they nee. (To The Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) ‘ LeT'M ALONE AN! HELL Gow Low GEAR ad’ SLIDE AWAY = DON'T DALLY WITH “THAT LAD oR WELL KICK UP AN! STING You FoR A | Antony went on with his break- fast. Perhaps it was true that in epectors liked dragging ponds, bu' the question was, Did Cayley having them dragged? Was Cayley anxious about it, or quite indiffer ent? He certainly did not seem to lhe anxious, but he could hide his Hfeelines very easily beneath that | heavy, solid fnce. Bill came in notatty—~ j Pills face was an open book. Ex citernent was written all over it “well,” he sald eagerly, as he mat down to the business of the meal “what are we going to do this morn-| ing?” “Not talk #0 loudly, thing,” said Antony Bill looked about him apprehen-| stvely. Was Cayley under the table, | for example? After iast night one never knew for one “Ie~er—" He raised his eye | brows. “Np, But one doesn’t want to! |shout. One should modulate the! breathing gently from the hips. | Thus one avolds those chest-notes | | which have betrayed many a secret. | In other words, pass the toast.” | “You seem bright this morning.” | “tam. Very bright. Cayley no-| tleed it. Cayley said, ‘Were it not that I have other business, I would }come gathering nuts and may with | thee. Fain would I gyrate round |the mulberry-bush and hop upon the | Mittte Iflie’.” “It's a touch of the #un, I #up- shaking his head * gaid Bill, aadly “It's the sun and the moon and the stars, all acting together on an Do you know any- |thing about the stars, Mr. Beverley? Do you know anything about Orion's lempty stomach. OUR BOARDING HOUSE FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS THE SEATTLE STAR AN! Pur “TH’ BEAD ON HiM FOR & BOW “TE = WIE DON*T WANT “THAT LOW-DOWN GUY MIKIN' WW WITH UG = LOOK OUT Dowy LeT'M Ge YouR GAZE OR HELL a YOYLL HAVE TO GO DOWN TD THE SPRING NOW AnD GET SOME rare! Belt, for instance? And why tan't| here a at Belt?” said he, mast tray said Antony, getting up. “Some of Alexander and some | of Hercules, but nobody talks about | the Latin for « table; you might Well, Mr. what's Mensa from that get it and he slapped him heartily on the| |back as he went past him 1 shall trap-door? | Beverley”’— | see you Inter, Cayley says that you| will amuse me, but so far you have not made me laugh once, You must | try and be more amusing when you} But | have finished your breakfast don't hurry Let the upper mandt-| bies have time to do the work.”) With those w Mr. Gillingham then left the spacious apartment tinued his breakfast with y bewildered alr. He did} that Cayley waa smoking a clgaret outside the windows be-| hind him; not listening, perhapa;| possibly not even overhearing; but | within sight of Antony, who was} not going to take any risks. 80 he| went on with his breakfast, reflect- ing that Antony was a rum fellow, and wondering if he had dreamed only of the amazing things which had happened the day before. Antony went up to his bedroom to fetch his pipe. It was secupled by a housemaid, apology for disturbing her. remembered “Ia it Elsie?” he asked, giving her a friendly sme. “Yes, sir,” e anid, shy but proud. fhe had no doubt that she had achieved such no- tortety. (Continued Tomorrow) Then he Carried away by Adem proposal MOLLY WAYNE hes come to the Mid- vale station to leave on @ night train with DON MANNING, matines {dol and leading man in the local stock company, who wishes to wed her, She is abandon- two other suitors, WHEELER, efficient manufas- turer, and BILLY BARTON, yor ect. Aa Molly and Tm train, Wheeler and ing toward them, At sight of the woman with Ben and hearing her piercing cry, Molly's consciousness all but left her. Don, too, appeared ntricken Only Ben Wheeler remained unaf. fected. WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? ern" BY LOE BECKLEY NO. 7—~—MOLLY’S ELOPEMENT PLAN IS UPSET “Laila, oh—” stammered Don, “for heaven's sake stop it!" Hoe tried to take her arms from about him, to atill her sobbing repe- tition of his namo. Molly tried to pity her—she was go cheaply and pathetically gotten up for effect, so obviously of the the er, #0 fundamentally weak in char- ter, so evidently’ the desperate woman who throws her whole life into one thing—and nees It leaving her. Without warning, she turned upon Molly: “You dollfaced ttle thief, how dare you try to steal him from me! it's 1 he loves, It’s I he promised 1 bw and ho made a polite! a to why It was! | ~ BY AHERN BUS = HE'S OULY A "MOCCASIN” » “TH! INDIANS USED "I> 4 WALK ON 'EMl \F TH'MADOR WAS WERE AN’ GOT A FLASH ATTHIG, (T'D BE TH’ GIT FER 5 HOME BRU! ‘ar. & ahs eS < ‘ 2 oe leland—_* Page 751 ONE SUNDAY “One Sunday afternoon Edwin and his father sat before the fire | in their little home on the big} lonesome farm. There was @ lot | of work to be done, and nobody | but himself to do tt,” daddy @m-| plained, “but thone pioneer mis-| sionaries never worked on Sun-| Gays. Most of the early settlers | who weren't missionaries kept the Sabbath, too, and no matter how | much was to be done, when Sun- | day came, they stopped. “Well, there they sat all cosy | and warm, and probably Mr. Ells was telling Edwin stories — he | Goesn't say—when all at once, far off In the distance, they heard @ long-drawn howl. “what's that, father? Edwin | asked quickly, but his father only lifted his head, held up his hand to motion Edwin to silence, and listened. There {t was again—and it wasn't wolves, !t sounded lke | —Indians! | “‘Come, sont the father said | quietly, ‘let's go out and see what | we oan hear.’ | “go out into the back yard they | went, the back yard, because tt | had heen made into a sort of| stockade, with a heavy, high fence | of big posts driven in close to- gether. “The father’s face was white, and he gripped Edwin's hand hard —— sss—alheliel | kept asking AFTERNOON as they stood in the open, listen- ing “Over in one corner a heavy table had been bullt against the fence for a sort of work bench, and Mr, Eells and Edwin climbed up on it #0 that might possibly see as well as hear, “Nearer and they ne rer came the howls; louder and louder and more terribly with every minute, “What it, father? Edwin ‘what ts it? “‘Look! the father answered, and there coming over the hill was @ great band of Indians, all in war paint and feathers and yell ing and riding down upon the Itt- | tle house as fast as thelr ponies would carry them. “Edwin says in his diary, ‘Our blood fairly froze with terror, but for all that it was thrilling; there must have been a hundred of them, and they rode with such wild abandon; yes, it was thrill- ing.’ “The father suddenty stood on | Up-toe, and shielding his eyes with his hand, looked at the on-coming savages. “Edwin, watching his father’s face, meanwhile saw a change come over it—-saw something there which had not been there a moment before.” (To Be Continued) | ¢SESq_Aw“N@"$WVN-N-SPpP>-"—__— = to stare hin Iife with—success—New | York—London—the lights" : A wave of heartsick feeling swept over Molly at the words, that had | 0 thrilled her from Don's lips, the | promise she thought she alone had inspired Curious stragglers from the sta- tion platform were closing in upon them, staring. Don Manning, hero of many ® dramatio scene, cut no herola one in this, Despite the handicap, his actor's Instinct ruled, “Molly!’ His voice was tense and low, He bent toward her with the glow of sincerity in his handsome face, “Oh, Molly, every word I've said to you came from my heart. I have every right to love you. What I feel here—" With a gesture of sim. ple earnestness he touched his breast—"T can control no more than the lightning. You are all that counts In my life, “You may despise me, Molly. You you may hate me, Lefla. But love | THE OLD HOME\TOWN » PAGE 11 BY STANLEY WELL Bors | FOUND “THe sTamPS~ 16 THE POSTMASTER EXPLAINS THE ROBBERY WAS ALL A MISTAKE - MARSHAL OTEY WALKER HAS NOTHING TO SAY — LL LOOK REAL spirey BEforB | GET To THE OFFICE, Ts MoRNiNG! MY CARD, Sie. 1 REPRSSSENT ONG OF THS CARGSST ACCIDENT INSURANCS. Come PANIGS IN TNS UNITS STATSS. “Nou, KNOW ACCIDGNTS HAPPEN WHGN WS. CLEAstT SxPecr THE! ha | | | | dear, what are you going to do with me!" Leila had drawn apart. Her breath came pantingly. In her eyes was fear that knew no words. Her glance was darting to left, to right, like a hunted animal, stricken and desper- ate. Don was too absorbed in Molly to notice, Molly's face was turned in | wretched humiliation away from the crowd. The Pittsburg Express rumbled tn the distance—closer, louder, Leila seemed for an instant petrifted, as SSPECIALYY IS THAT TRUS AT Ax SUMMGR REsoRT UkKS THs WHERGET PSCOPLS Coms Yo SNJOY A REST e | white face. Then it was as tf it |touched off some spring of madness in her, Without a ery she backed away from Don and Molly, her eyes wildly |intense upon Don's. Then, with a frenzied scream and the speed of a terrified creature she turned and ran toward the oncoming locomo- | tive, It was Molly’s voles that plerced the alr: “Oh, my God, Don! Save herf* And she bent her face in her hands, (To Be Continued) cannot be controlled. Molly—oh, my/the engine's brilliance blazed in her| (Copyright, 1933, by Seattle Stax