The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 16, 1922, Page 9

THE SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN THE OLD HOME TOWN Oe RED HOUSE HN MYSTER W AAMILNE © Gr BP mA company {Continued From Yesterday) Come with us?” Rill sald casualty, an he struck @ match He pulled Migorously at the flame as he waited for the answer, hoping to Lord his ty, for if Cayley assented, he pan dove. “pve got to go Into Stanton.” Bil blew out a great cloud of ke with an expiration which wered also a heartfelt sigh of re. f. “Oh, « pity. You're driving, 1 Yes. The car will be here direct There's a letter I must it’ He sat down at a writing table, and took out a sheet of note ih wee facing the secret door; If tt opened he would see it. At any goment now it might open Bill dropped inte a chair and Whought, Antony mustbe warned. Obviously. But how? How did one Signal to anybody? By code, Morse @xié, Did Antony know it? Did Bi ow it himself, if it came to that? had picked up a bit Im the army enough to send a message, of But & meseage was impos anyhow; Cayley would hear tapping it out. It wouldn't do {@ send more than a single letter What letters did he know? And what Miter wouk! convey anything to An “ae for Cayley, Would Antony un ? Probably not, but It was jest worth trying. What was C? C. Umpty-tddy-umpty-iddy. in pockets, he got up and across the room, humming to himself, the picture of a waiting for another man f= it t be his friend Gillingham) to in and take him away for a or something. He wandered to the books at the back of ley, and began to tap absent ly on the shelves, as he at the titles: Umpty-ddy- piddy. Not that ft was much that at first; he couldn't get the p taythm of it... . b begin “Dmpt y.iddy-umpt-y-iddy. That was He was back at Samuel Coleriige now. Antony to hear him soon. iv byiddy-umpt-y-iddy; just the ; tapping of a man who ing what book he will take ith him to read on the lawn. jad Antony hear? One always heard the man in the next flat knock: out hic pipe ; and? U'mpt-y-tddy-umpt-y-td. ay, ©, for Cayley, Antony. Cayley's sake, wait. ‘Bin. “Nor do L.” He was past the ser way. ‘ “Ob, for God's sake, sit down! Durst out Cayley. “Or so outside 3 want to walk about.” turned round in astonishment. : what's the matter?” Cayley was slightly ashamed of 7 *Gorry, Bill,” he apologized. “My 4 are on edge. Your constant i and fidgeting about—" 2*Tapping?” said Bill with an ajr of plete surprise. | i “Tapping on the shelves, and hum- Sorry. It got on my nerves.” Gear old chap, I'm awfully Ill go out in the hall.” “My “It's all right,” maid Cayley, and] on with his letter. sat down in his chair again. Antony understood? , there was nothing to do now Wh wait for Cayley to go. “And if 3 ask me.” said Bill to himself, Sch pleased, “I ought to be on the e. That's where I ought to be The complete actor.” minute, two minutes, three min- . five minutes. It was safe write | short, long. short. Umpty ~ampty-iddy, Was that right? that was C. He was sure of | “4 Would Antony| Well, any-} ye: Antony had guessed. “In the oar there?” asked Cayley, jas he sealed up his letter, Bill strotied into the hall, called back "Yea," and went out to talk | to the chauffeur, Cayley joined him, and they stood there for a moment, | “Hallo,” hind them saw “Sorry to keep you waiting, Bull,” With @ tremendous effort Bill re. strained his feelings, and said, casual | enough, that it was all right, |," Well, 1 must bo off,” said Cayley pu're going down to the village?’ } That's the idea.” | “I wonder if you'd take this letter | said a pleasant voice be. | They turned round and to Jaltands for met* “Of course,” “Thanks very much Wel, I shall see you later." | He nodded and got Into the car. | As soon as they were alone Bill | turned eagerly to his friend. “Well?” he gaid excitedly, “Come into the lbrary.” They went in, and Tony sank down into a chair, “You must give me a moment,” he | Banted “I've been running.” Running?" | “Well,..of course, How do think I got back here?” “You don't mean you went out at the other end? Antony nodded. “I say, did you hear me tapping?” “I did, indeed. Bul you're a gen. | tus." you Antony | YoU WINDY 6UYs WOULD KEEP Fron TH’ WoP » You'd eive TH’ SPHINK AN EARACHE LISTENING ‘To YOUR LING « srr Down AN! LET YouR |/ +, GET THIS ENGINE i | APPLAUDING IN Bul blushed. | 1 knew you'd understand” he! j “You gucesed that I meant} Cayley? } “I did. It was the least I could do / jafter you had been so brilliant. You | must have had rather an exciting | | ume | “Exetting? think it wi “Tell me about ft." As = modestly as possibia Mr./ | Beverly explained his qualifications }for a life on the stag “Good man, end of it fect Watson that ever lived. my lad,” he went on dramatically, rising and taking Bill's hand tn his. “there le nothing that you and If coud not accomplixh together, ff we gave our minds to it.” “Silty old asa.” “That's what you always say when I'm being serious, Well, anyway. thanks awfully. You really saved us this time.” “Were you coming back?” “Yeu. At least I think I was. 1 } Was Just wondering when I beard | Good lord, I shoul} |you tapping. The fact of the door} | being shut was rather surprising. Of | | course the whole idea was to sce if it} {could be opened easily from the! other side, but I felt somehow that} |you would'nt shut it until the jast) possible moment—until you saw me coming back. Well, then I heart| line taps, and T knew ft must mean | |something, #o I sat tight. Then whon | |C began to come along I sald, "Cay Jiey, b’Sov bright, aren't bi-unad I} ply hared to the or end of the} lpassage for eli I was worth And) bared hack again. Because I thought | you might be getting rather Involved lin explanations—about where I was, | jand so. on.” didn’t see Mark, then?” ! Se Nor his— No, I didn't see} anything.” | ior what? Antony was silent for a moment. | | “i aidr.*t anything, Bill. Or, rather, I did see something: I saw | door in the wall spboard. And locked So, if there’s anything it's ADVENTURES OF THE Twi But all they saw was Nancy and Nick Witklers grieving over their town hall, which p-Doodle, the mis @hievous fairy, had turned bake oven, and went on their wa The Twins were on the Winkle Star hunting for Flap-Doodie because he spent most of his time here. He was bons, king, oF President, or something like But since he'd stolen the F Queen's magic wand he'd p many tricks on his subjects ‘Were all after him or they @ chocolate rooster! ‘At last the Twins came to a cave “Maybe he's in there!’ whispered Nancy. “Maybe!” agreed Nick peoped fo But all they saw was a white-faced | monkey hanging by his tafl from 4 atick. “What are you doing that for? asked Nancy curiously : left the Tinky- into a Mind you, he'd; even turned his chief councilor into they INS | be on the safe side | “There's WAS ADRIFT ON “HE SOUTH SEAS FoR Ten DAVS* We HAD NOTHING To EAT BUT SHARK REMEMBER, 1 SUNK A “DOLLAR IN “TH POOL FoR “TH’ RENT OF “THIS “TUB FOR “TODAY \F MONEY “TALKS, MINE 19 AS MUTE AS Me WHEN T | \ rer MOTOR DOINGS OF THE DUFF. 1M EXPECTING DORIS ANO WILBUR OUT ToDAY- THEY ARE GOING TO —~ we want to find, that's where it ta” tould Mark be hiding there?” “1 called thru the keyhole—in « whisper—Mark, are you thereT-—he would have thought tt was Cayley . let's go down ana try gain. We might be able to get the door open.” Antony shook his head. “Woll, look here, ae we mid we were going to the village, and as we promised to leave that letter, 1 | almost think we'd better do it.” Oh, very well.” What were you telling “Oh! i “Jallanda. Norbur y used to be rather keen on ghter, The letter’s for her.” well, let's take it “Am I going to be done out of that woret pasmage altogether?” asked | Bill fretfulty nothing to see, really, 1 a white-faced monkey { “Oh, Just for my complexion,” ered the monkey, jumping “who are you?” “re Nancy and Nick from the ” answered Nick. “And what's your name?” “Pye got sixty,” answered the monkey, grinning. “Jocko Beppo An tonio Poncho Pedro Angelo “We'll call you Jocko. Nancy. “One name's you happen know Doodle is hiding The monkey s« “¥lap-Doodle,” does te look like?” The Twins told him. “He might look like anything now, tho,” said the monkey “He can change himself around, you know, if he’s got the magic wanc fuddenly the monkey disappeared, stick and all! And as he faded from view, the children caught a flash of purple. “Goodness ped Nancy. ‘That was Flap-Doodle himaelf.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) answered ough Do where Flap to ched his head he repeated. “What promise you.” “You're very mysterious. What's upset you? ne | down there, I'm certain of It. | “1 did, ang I've told you about it.” | “No, you haven't. You only told | me about the door in the wall.” } “That's it, Bill And It's locked | And I'm frightened of what's behind we shall never know it | “But then it we aren’t going to what's thei look.” | “We shall know tonight,” sald An }tony, taking Bill's arm and leading }him to the hall, “when we watch our | dear friend Cayley dropping !t into the pond.” me about that? Oh, yes! the Widow | Just to} You did see sofnething | CHAPTER XV They left the | and took Path across the de which sloped gently downw toward Jallards | Antony was silent, and since it is dif ficult to keep up @ conversation with | a silent man for any length of time, li had dropped into silence too, Or . he hummed to himself, hit at |thisties in the grass with his stick and made uncomfortable nolses with This pipe. | “What about tonight? he said jfinally after a lengthy blow at his | pipe. “Try a plece of grass,” eald An- tony, offering it to him | pushed tt thru the mouth. ince, blew again, said, “That's bet- r.” and returned the pipe to his | pocket “How are we going without Cayley knowing?” “Well, that wants thinking over. |i wish we were sleeping at the ls this Miss Norbury, to get out jinn |by any chance Bill looked up quickly, They were close to Jallands now, an old | thatched farmho' | *Yes—An | mured Bill | she?” | The girl who stood by the little | white gate of Jaliands was some thing more t “not bad-looking,” | but In Bill's eyes she muat be judged | and condemned by all that dt | tingulshed her from Betty Calladine To Antony, unhampered by these standards of comparison, she quite stmply, beautiful (Continued Tomorrow) mur. ‘ot bad-looking, 1s seemed | ie | MOLLY TORN BETWEEN BILL : ats. nd later ) NNING, ALD MA ‘J ‘od as chief of hia of For a moment Molly wed to speak as the door banged | wc | vm | employ stood too | da \pehind Billy Barton. A rush of thoughts confused her | pity and dismay for Billy; astonish ment and anger that Ben Wheeler jhad allowed his sense of rivalry to srejudice his business dealings. ghe held her feelings in check, while she fumbled for a way of ac cusing Ben without compromising pilly. As usual, Ben said it for her. “Well, you needn't look so horrl-| make me believe ali those blushes | it's fully half the Job. f WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? — BY 708 BECKLEY ———~—~~—____® STRENGTH AND SWEETS | fled, Molly. There are other archi |tects. Unless you don't | “Ben, you've no right to say that. And you are not sticking to your agreement. It was to be nothing but business, you remember, Yet I know I have something to do with your jwudden dissatisfaction with Billy Barton,” | “You drove me to tt by philander. |ing with Barton, When I opened the | door yesterday you two were hold: ing hands and—" “How dare you, deny every | saying. |{ns hands, You can belteve me when I may not a word passed except al our work.”* “Oh, shucks, Molly, don't try to Ben Wheeler! 1 atom of what you are think #0," | Shaking hands is not hold-| AN! You ~ ' were i TH! NAVY, BH BUS WHET WOULD Y'Do WHEN Your SHIP RAN INTO A SWELL — RUB CT i WITH ARICA 2« THE WOMEN FOLKS ACCUSE MARSHAL. OTEY WALKER OF SHOW/NG OFF TODAY BEFORE THE VEILED LADY, A NEW COMER. IN “TOWN. WHAT DO y | GUESS ILL HAVE To SLEEP IN MY BATHING SUIT |NSTEAD You MINI. ? A DEAR LITTLE BABY GIRL CAME To BONSACKS ae OS ee the! cs ar. . { EMER 7 Page 756 : THAT'S ONE WAY | (Chapter 2) i fy people crossed the plains.” had brought. Mr. Roxas continued, “in 1851. That I can't spare a cow, was the year before the Indians |man, ‘I surely can’t,’ said began to be so very dangerous to | other, and 6o everyone said. the settlers, And I suppose that! “Then somebody said, ‘Stuff and was why the men gave the Indian | nonsense! None of us can spare I the whipping first and did their! « cow. Let's cross the river any thinking afterward, way. That's unreasonable to “The howling Indian took bis | charge like that for crossing I] whipping et the hands of the | the river.’ | white man, and stood by and| “So they took the Indians watched them throw away the | (there were only four of them) and meat in disgust. Maybe the poor, | shut them up in a tent and some '] tenorant fellow realized that he | of the white men surrounded them }] had given offense; at any rate he | while the rest drove the teams left, left so completely that they | across the bridge. never saw him again “Then once more they were “But those rash young imm!.| very anxious about what they had grants had not done with thelr/done. True, there were only four Indian worries when they punish-|Indians there, but who knew ed the meat-spotler, | whether they might not be part of “They came one day to a bad @ great band? Who knew but river crossing, across which the | (hat as soon as night fell, Indians Indians had built a rude bridge. | could come from behind every tree Not only had they built the/and murder the whole party of bridge, but they had @ small com- | whites? }f pany of armed men guarding it.) “Well! one man said, ‘One So when settlers came up the In-/ thing sure. We can keep our eye i] dians said to them in broken/on the four we've got so they |] English | won't get away and tell tales.’ “‘No can cross river. Only on} “And all thru the anxious night i] pridge. Indian let white man | they watched and watched and |] cross on bridge for two fat beef/the Indians talked—all night |] cows. |longt “Now, you know how hard the} “And fn the morhing the sav- pioneers had to work to get thone | ages fled into the woods as if the cows across the plains, and how | seven fiends were after them, and they needed every single one they! were never heard of again.” ne | ’ sald one an. land smiles were over planking spect- | fications and office space! You and joff rivals with the other. Parton had been having « regular | Molly |picnic. I saw ft in your eyes." | “You are absurd and—and un-| |just.” Molly turned away, biting} lher lps with vexation, but knowing | obstacles in her heart Ben had made a thrust|ton ts my rival into truth, “Besides,” she went on, anger |help.” flaring up again, “suppore I did have | avd I am in love with you ation side of my courtship, jonly way to compete?* “Perhaps not, In business—though ikable man before her, You croate|she suid slowly, “as far your product with one hand and kil! |into the Chamber of C Tn love, my plant and what I am are the cre- | prejudice “The rest ts a matter of removing | good." Admit it or not, Bill Bar. The least I can do|Ben came over and stood close to }is not to let him prosper thru my | Molly was silent an Instant, think ut/any such thought, 1s destruction the |ing of the hardness of the otherwise feeling—"that “Billy will take care of himself," | as your|ing something. CARIES ANG GGENTUSHEN: ~ —4 AGAINST THE Back! Sj SOUND OF HISTORY WS SCE THs ---- ONS MomonT i! I See YOURE GING TO READ YouR. SPEECH SO 1 WSH to & T BEFPORS YOU APMINISTSR TTHS lo THAT EMBALMNGSS RS, BUT ITS NO DSPSSCH tt Ie YoU CANIT THINK ON YouR oVvT OF THE ORATOR Game ttt a tls ss reement goes, but you have no/want you, ight, Ben, to bring a personal affair |If someone ‘ommerce com: should I do—meekly stand aside and Your being one of the! surrender? |Judges doesn’t give you the right to! “Would you feel flattered by that? the others, or to Would you respect me? Don't you jagainst Billy's plans—if they want a man who isn’t afraid to use his strength? Or do you want a—a Jonald Manning? Do you want a man who can do things and build things? Or one who can draw ple. tures in the air or on paper? Do his}you want strength—or sweets? that | You've got to choose, You can't have everything, Come—answer! (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stax I'm going to have you, blocks the path, what petition, vote are “Molly, the trouble with you is"- her, his strong hand gripping itable edge, but hard the his voice well-controlled with intensity of you can't see ruthlessness is sometimes right “You build without destroy: I love you, and I