The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 23, 1922, Page 11

cESDAY, AUGUST 2, 1922, From Yesterday) ‘a sudden snigger from | gentioman in the crowd | et the room, and the) on his sand stared he direction from whieh The nervous Eentioman that the timo had evitiones, The medical evidence wou)d Probably satiafy them that Robert Ablett had died from the effects of a bullet-wound fm the head. Who had fired that bullet? if Robert Ablett bad fired it himself, ne doubt they would bring In a verdict of sulci but if this had been #0, where wi up. his. bootiace. ‘The | the revolver which had fired it, and his glasses and | What had become of Mark Abiett? down I it they divbelleved in this posal tity of euieide, what remained? Aoc- ly come out of the|” ; no | llental death, justifiable “ homicide, yee were coming up the}. murder, Could the deceased ‘ have been killed aceldentally? Jt nary, ’ ‘3 Was possible, but then would Mark pany ‘ you, Mr. oe igo ‘ Ablett have run away? ve at . by Tnapector) ‘phe evidence that he had run ition's even | The Inapector, realizing that Die afternoon, and that the wy the world were upon hig, ead a plan of the house and the situation of the differ. ‘The plan was then the igstived at the Red House jm. on the afternoon in Hie had beon received by Cayley, who had made t to him, and -he ded to examine the | away from the scene of the crime was strong. His cousin had seen him go into the room, the servant Elvie Wood had heard him quarrel. ing with bis brether in the room, the door had ‘been locked from the instde, and there were signs that out. side the open window someone had pushed his way very recently thru the shrubbery, Who, if not Mark? They would have then to consider espery tow would have run away if he had been gulitiess of his brother's death. No doubt tnnodent people crime. od windows had been outside. The door lead hall was locked: he had the room thoroly and had of a key. In the bed-| put of the office he had | window. There were} pen the window, but [t was | ‘and. as be found from ie easy to step out of it with the boo outside the window a ydesan. There were no very the absence the shrubbery, however, | the to other evidence that seme ‘pean forcing Its way thru. ‘ ned everybody can. the estate, and none of lost their heads sometimes, It was Possible that if it were proved after- ward that Mark Ablett had shot his brother, it might also be proved that he was justified in #0 doing, @nd that when he ran away from his brother's corpse he had geally nothing to fear at the hands of the law. Mark ablett guilty of murder, would not prejudice his trial in| any way if and when he was ap-| prehended. . . . The jury would consider thelr verdict. Se the result of @ bulletwound, and| that the bullet had been fired by his | brother Mark Abiett, | Bill turned round to Antony at his) side. But Antony was gone. Across | the room he saw Andrew Aros and Parsons going out of the. door to gether with Antony between them. ~ OUR BOARDING HOU “TOOT* TooTs HERE COMES - “WoL! RAILS | LIMPER Wirth T aAw'r mw GAR FROM MY 80SS~ TLL WAVE ENOUGH OVERTIME WORK “TWEY CAN LAY TH’ NIGHT WATCHMAN ANYTHING To “TAKE US OUT OF “THis mee 5 _— 's THE SMITHS AND, J 18 ‘ BILL GREY AND WIS WIFE OUT TomoRROW f© SPEND THE DAY! 1'm Wo DAYS OVERDUE Now « MAVGE FOR TuIS GANG? SE Honest MAIOR, Wee Hae “To LEAVE Vou LIKE “THIS AS SOON AST GET Back TLL KNOCK AROUND FoR SOME TAcK GO You CAN COME BACK HomME! W FoR WARMING BY AHERN No WARD FeELiNes BUSTER, M'LAD© 1 Wave “HE TENT AWD PLENTY OF FooD ON HAND “To! | SUSTAIN ME} BESIDES, I Love SoLrTuDE | = TELL MRS. HOOPLE You LEFTY MS IW FINE FETTLE AND A, GENTLEMAN “To ye Last! ="/ BON VOYAGE i. The LasTYLEG HOME ——<:, HE INVITHS ALL HIS FRIENDS OUT WITHOUT CONSULTING GOING To DO L TWE COOKING / ME- MY VACATION SHOULD es 7) 88 THAT OF THE VILLACE COOK - How Sweet oF HIM CAN You BEAT THAT? yoy 1D CALL EM UP. HELEN Don’t Be BZ ert Ablett was to be buried the next | ‘THe soar! day. Bill waited about outside for nviti in sight of] his friend, wondering where he had of ant a and e. ‘1 phen amt nie, a “When did this happen?” he asked. ow “. es ad HOLD “ER NEWT. —————— 9 SHES AREARI v7 2_— - OTEY WALKER, THE BACHELOR To MARSHAL-HELPED THE NEW DRESSMAKER UNPACK A i?) OF TLE NOT CALL “THEM Up! i] WE'LL CALL THEM UP! ; 4 HE'S SO LIBERAL WITH he'D LIKE ME To BAKE F Ee MY GERVICES~1 SUPPOSE OR SIX PIES FOR THEM GOODS TODA {'" GOING DOWN HERE y BY THE LAKE-! WISH WHEN ALL THE WOMEN FOLKS HAVE GONE To BED, You wouLD PUT ALAMD IN THE FRONT WINDOW AS A SIGNAL pletely, but tt had al been grea fun. ” | she volee of Antony behind him. “My)I can remember that Cartwright | | “Sorry to keep you waiting,” sald|old frie Amos and Parsons in |in Wimpole Street. Did Cayley wo} sisted iving me a drink.” to him too, by any chance?” | Have NO, SIR, © and Mr. Sprinkle 02 the magic umbrella to Pretty soon Nancy and them coming back again. teen turned into a doll and Nick into a ier by « purple fairy—a @ne—called Flap-Doodle. had stolen the Fairy ‘Temarked Wick atiffiy, the two fairy gentlemen bad their magic steeds, “what | le say?” on pberggert into his euet ag out @ piece of wood toothpick tis this,” he remarked, ‘We'd all have to be satis- & splinter off the Fairy o's Wand and can do a little bit Perhaps it will change Wait! I'll make the wish,” OME, Bprinkle-Biow, reaching for pamiater and waving it thru the a: little speinter, make Kick into a boy and girl m™ exclaimed Nancy. “It's work- A tect ever so queer 1,” cried Nick ly Mr. Rubadub uttered « us operations for tion when it ie 4 as the newer meth- yNileh Require no operation diseases and weak that respond wonderfully to . ite and for a limited fa going to give to Interested people ave. Hours 10-12, 2-6. if you are interested — [queer sound. His eyes were nearly popping out of his head with aston- jabment. “Why, you're—you're not Amert- |éan any more,” he cried. “You're | Chinese, both of you!” It was true. Nancy had been turned into a dainty little Chinese girl with « kimono and a big sash and slanting eyes. And Nick was « mandarin with a pigtatl and cap. “That's what we get for monkey- thg with other folks’ magic!’ de- clarea Mr. Sprinkle-Biow in disgust. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1932, by Seattle Star) sToP HAY FEVER INSTANTLY ASTHMADOL $1.00 and $2.00 lat all drug stores or sent post patd JOYNER DRUG CO. SPOKANE of vent little o! serious. Cuticura Talcum is for powdering and perfuming. Ho slipped his hand Into the crook | of Bill's arm, and smiled happily at him. “Why were you #o keen about) them?” asked Bill a little resentful ly. “I couldn't think where on/ earth you had got to.” Antony didn’t my anything. He} was staring at the poster. | “When did this happen?” | asked “What?” Antony waved to the poster. “Oh, that? Last Christmas. was rather fun.” Antony began to laugh welt. “Were you good™ “Rotten. 1 don’t profess to be,an “Mark good?” “Oh, rather. He loves tt.” “Rev. Henry Stutters—Mr. Mat thew Cay,” rend Antony. “Wad that our friend Cayley?” “Any gooaT” “Well, much better than I ex- pected. He wasn't keen, but Mark made him.” “Miss Norris wasn't playing, I seo.” | “My dear Tony, nhe’s | elonal, Of course she wasn’t.” “I'm a fool, and a damned fool,” Antony announced solemnly. “And a damned fool,” he said again under bis breath, as he led Bill away from the poster, and out of the yard Into the read. “And a damned fool. Byen now—-"" He broke off and then asked suddenly. “Did Mark ever have much trouble with his teeth?” “He went to his dentist a good deal. But what on earth—" Antony Jaughed a third time. “What luck!” he chuckled. “But how do you know?" “We go to the same mani Mark recommended him to me. Cartwright, in Wimpole street.” “Cartwright in Wimpole Street.” repeated Antony thoughtfully. “Yes, he It to him- a profes “1 expect so. Oh, yes, I know he 4id. But what on earth—" “What was Mark's general health ke? Did he eee a doctor much?” “Hardly st all, I should think. He 4id & lot of early morning exercises bright and cheerful at They didn’t do that, but they seemed to keep hinv pretty fit. Tony, 1 wish you'd- Antony held up a hand and hushed him into silence. “One last question,” he sald: “Was Mark fond of swimming?” “No, he hated it. 1 don’t belleve he could swim, Tony, are you mad, or am I? Or ts thin a new gamo?” Antony squeezed his arm. “Dear old Bill” he said, “It's a game. What a game! And the an- |ewer is Cartwright in Wimpole Street.” They walked In atlence for half a mile or #0 along the road to Wood ham, Bill tried two or three tiges to get bis friend to talk, but An- tony had only grunted in reply. He was just going to make another at- tempt, when Antony came to @ aud- den stop and turned to him anxioué- ly. “I wonder {ft you'd do something for me,” he said, looking at him with some doubt. “What sort of thing?” “Well, it's really dashed import. ant, It's just the one thing I want |now.” | min egain. was suddenly enthusiastic out?” Antony nodded, “At least, I'm very nearly there, Bill, There's just this one thing I want now. It means your going back to Stanton, Well, we haven't come far; it won't take you long, Do you mind? “My dear Holmes, I am at your service.” (Continued Tomorrow) WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? ooo" BY 208 BECKLEY NO. 18—DON MAKES SPECTACULAR RE-ENTRY INTO Quickly tho she had left Wheeler's office, Molly glimpsed the ‘effect her words had upon him- “some day someone will use force on |you—and then heaven pity you!’ She saw him stiffen and the fight- ing look come in his eyes, but a look ‘ PLOT Ben of dismay too. Along with the brute tn the prim: itive male is @ childike side, It ts the frightened child in such a man that appeals to the protecttye tn- stinet of woman, Molly knew in the last analysis which were supposed to make him | breakfast. | "T gay, have you really found tt all | r Page “ ‘Donald,’ the uncle said one morning, ‘I'm going to take you to see the harbor. I've written | about and talked about it #0 much." - “ "How far init? Donald asked. “Ont A matter of 18 or 20 miles, I guess,’ he answered, ‘there's no trail, but with a com pass We'll get thru all right. The elks make pretty fair trails thru |] the big timber; we will follow those where we can.’ | “When Mr, McInnes was tell: ing me about it,” motherdear said, “He said, ‘I didn't feel any interest in a good harbor; it meant nothing to me, and 18 miles seem- ed « long way to walk to see “a good harbor," but I went to please the old man.’ | “Well, the weather was rainy |] and cold, and the woods were drip- ping wet and lonely beyond all telling, and climbing over great trees and tearing thru’ thick un- derbrush was hard’ business, and after awhile the-uncle sald, ‘Boy, we've lost our way, but don't you worry. We'll win thru yet.’ “On and on they stumbied and crawled and climbed and at last they struck an elk trail onde more, which led them out onto the beach, and they walked down on the long sand-spit, and tho old man stood with his face toward the sea and told the boy how into Leiiel she could both frighten and soothe Ben Wheeler. And that knowledge supplemented the fascination she felt in the wielder of the club. In her bewilderment Molly turned to Billy, the understanding. Sho would go to his office, But Billy, as if In answer to her need, turned the corner at that very moment, his manner hurried, his face grave. “Molly! Just whom I wanted!" Be- fore she could answer, Billy hatled 4 taxi. The address he gave the ar e Jo OS Cc lant? 4 driver was one of the poorer of Mid- vale's hotelr tN i a * 762 DONALD GOES OUT ON HIS OWN that harbor beautiful ships would sail from all over the world CI how a city would grow up, and farms would be cleared on the rolling hills back of the harbor, and it would one day be 4 marvel- ous country. “Donald looked at the white. capped waves, then at the silent reaches of forest, then at the huddied Indian huts, and smiled inwardly at the old man's dreams for the harbor seemed to him no more wonderful than any other spot along the green shore, “The spot on which they stood, kiddies,” mother-dear exclaimed, “was the one on which the great paper mills now stand at Port Angeles, “And Donald looked and looked and looked till he, too, saw the vision, and he determined to set to work at once to buy one of those uncleared farms, and make things grow all ready for the ships when they should come into this harbor which his uncle thought #0 fine. “So he worked in @ logging camp from 6 in the morning till 6 at night, slept in a rough bunk house on a cedar bark bed, with only his own one blanket for covers—" (Donald sees stra dreadtul things in tomorrow's story.) NR rd Billy took Molly’s hands, holding them firmly. “Molly—Don Manning haa come back, The affair Ben Whveler brougtt to a crtsis—with Letla May- rose—just about hed Don. He opened in Pittsburg half mad with sleeplessness and brooding. Made a hash of his part and the Pittsburg people broke the contract. He came back here to get his old place, but the Lyceum people, furious at his leaving them, turned him down. “He's in a brainstorm—blames Wheeler for his trouble—telephoned LCoanes <ou LAWwW Mow AST TIMG eet Bvt Hoers'sS mY UMBRELLA, AND > ny Pt t You pe For. THS Have THAT any ||, TiIM@® You Fee. TussS® Borrow me, asking where he could be found, He sounded crazy. I'm hoping you can help me bring him to reason." Fingers of fear clutched Moily's heart, It was not hard for her to imaging Donald Manning, mad and desperate, doing any rash and melo- dramatic thing. “Yos—it's bad, Billy," she whis- pered huskily, They reached the stuffy hotel and Don came down to see them. The change in him was shocking. His instinct for appearances seemed gone. His clothes were unpressed, his Unen dingy. ia eich nals gecesi et teeta tint PAINS Comina on til His face was gray except for two spots of hard color in the cheeks, His beautiful eyes were stealthy now, restiiss and brilliant, His smile was forced. “Ah, Molly—Billy—"* He spoke with effort as if his mind were busy: elsewhere. “I was just going out— urgent business with Wheeler—will you excuse me till I~" “Oh, Don—" Molly was terrified at his eyes, but, wresting her hand from. his sleeve, he was out of the room before they could stop him! (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle @tasp .