The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 28, 1922, Page 11

| MONDAY, AUGUST 28, 1922. THE SEATTLE STAR OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN WELL GUS, I See “' BREAD STARBERS age BACK FROM “THEIR CAMPING TRIP ~ WE HAD Ir CUSTARD WHILE THEY WERE GONE} PLENTY OF Foon “Tm WoRK ON, AN’ YOOULD EDGE INTO TH! TUB ANY OL TIME WITHOUT FINDING ONG OF ‘EM WIT GETONG FAMILIAR: WITH “TH! SOAP I = I WAS WIGHIIG “Hose SAPS WOULD STAY UP WoT! “Trees | “MEY SURE BROUGHT BACK SOME WIGH GEAR ADPETITe@ = TH! WAN “THAT PRT GUY (RerrereD TH’ EAR CORN LAGT NiGHT} TLL BET HE couLD PUT UP A GOOP QUARREL WITH A MOUTH ORGAN = AN’ Wied I MADE A BREAK FoR “TH LONELY PIECE OF MEAT ONE OF ‘EM THREW HIG HARPOON AH! PULLED rT oN HIS PLATE « Ven, WE HAD OUR Raspberry Special” BY JAMES W. EGAN A short story of Western Washington life, th the scheme of two expert crooks to a the jewels of an admiral’s wife, dealing © away “Too bad. But Pleasure, my boy,” grunted the cap tain, “Something's come up I didn't @nvbelpace.”* “Oh, well! That puts strychnine in my salad,” muttered Stan, What's coming off, cap? he queried, tn & louder tone, “Admiral Bevane ts giving a big |Feception In honor of his son's re: turn from Europe tonight, and he Wants @ couple of men out there at his Prospect Terrace place, You know Mrs, Bevans owns about a hun. | dred thousand dollars’ worth of dia monds and emeraida, and she alwaye brings out the jowelery on occasions | tke this, While the guests are gen. erally hand-picked and certified the old admiral likes the formality of t. The impact of ‘violently colliding. In the hallway of a tall office two men, hurrying op | ways, had bumped with ing force. Why don't you look you're goin'?” snarled one . a husky person wear. greasy coveralls and a very soiled business before ave or plan tg WERE AWAY = 4 cap. why don’t you go where ooking?” good humoredly the other, He was slender, nattily dressed. the begrimed raiment was tn for persifiage, It appeared. t fresh about tt, you he uttered unpleasantly they ou and in case ie ‘oll, applies like tak. pretty self. in a hurry I'd show you! M1 right? ef the good humor vanished ihe young man's countenance, from that celebrated ns and pleads to* be expressed evenly. “Real. J wouldn't lose my temper Ne Tt would be to hit you, anyhow!” Letting a final thrust the greasy tn continued toward the street ing slightly, Stanley pe—mad all the time,” he “Seems to me I recall that sWonder where I saw him last?" the elevator trip to the of a law firm on the wath floor, the young man . his memory in vain. The : yy of the begrimed was faintly familiar, but he had encountered it be- eluded bins. was rather odd, for remem. faces was one of Stanley fn’s gifts. A faculty, Indeed, had made bim a highly valued ‘of the Cascade City police nt. {tll come to me,” he decided. geen that map. rming manners doesn't keep trouble.”, ‘over, he quite forget the Inet. when he talked to Extetle Smith, Petite stenographer in Hilt and es offices. And Estelle was just sufficient excuse to forget ing tise In the world saye her At least, so Young officer thought for some 4 apparently the girl wasn’t to his thinking tt. are you snooping around ‘Piase dropped We station, “Stell. I can get tickets Biusical show this evening. to a te 8 d over heels. course Nancy and Nick wished into their true forms fust as soon as they got the Queen's wand. Doodle, the purple fairy who Molen it, was so furious he fol- them as fast as his ears would arry him. IM get that wand back again oF &n Indian,” he raged, shaking MS fist at the disappearing Twins, pow getting quite near to the earth. P "Ha. ha,” laughed Nick. “No, Jou’ not, Mr. Flap-Doodie.” laughed, too! , my dears, I'm sorry to tell meu When folks get careless some- usually happens. And that’s what happened to the Twins. y didn’t wateh where they were and they had an accident—or fort of one. A tky rocket went-—whizz! right the place where Nancy and were sailing down thru the And before you could say “Boo,” had knocked them both head over Nancy lost her hold of the Fatry n’s wand and away it went. "Ob!" she cried. “It's gone! The d's goner’ Urte Acid Causes Rheumatiom : e the Caune by Taking Buchu-Marshmallow Compound and $2.00 at all drug stores, sent postpaid by Joyner Drug Co., Advertisement, state | Grit. | followed the burly form, | be one of thone even-tem. | Probably tn} m rogues’ gallery. A chap with} fore you could say “boo” it had knocked them both having & couple of plain clothes man in the offing. Just in case of aock dent. “Ordinarily the job wouldnt mean much, Merely a chance for a pair of you boys to go out and mingle with the iflle rich and the socially swell, you know" Grauman was chewing tobacco, He Paused to display his marksmanship on & sorely tried cuspidor, “But what, captain? quietly asked Landers, “This evening the job ts going to be & real one,” grimly replied his superior. “I'm pretty sure & big play is to be made for Mrs, Bevans’ string of sparks!" “How's that?” Stan Griffin seemed | led. ither of you bors remember | Bery! Badger, the woman who used | to work with Slip Corbey?* “You mean the jewel thieves who Pulled off some slick robberies on |the Coast a few years ago? I re-| | momber reading plenty at the time,” | | nodded Landers. “Don't mean to say [they're tn this town? | “It one of ‘em ain't somebody has |etven me a bum steer, The woman. She's here, I understand—working as & maid in the home of Admiral) Bevans!" “Whew! whistled Stan. “Rery! Badger herself, huh? I've heard tell she te a slicker.” “What about her partner, Cor bey?” put in Landers, “Oh, Slip was caught tn the East several years ago and handed a stretch In the big houne, Ho's att! doing time, I guess, He was fairly clever, but too quick-tempered. His hot head ruined him. Bery! wasn't nailed. Tho the combination was broken up, she remained at liberty Always was the smarter of the two, t NO, 1 DON'T LIVE HERE~ I'M FROM THE city! i tet z gf i i fe E e 5 such a big bug we can't afford to be careless. If anything should happen to those sparks—good night! So “There it isf declared Nick, point ing to the earth. “I just saw a stick fall, That must be it.” ‘Thelr Green Shoes took them to the place at once, with Flap-Doodie |close at thetr heels, | But there were two sticka The | Twins grabbed one and Flap-Doodle grabbed one. ‘Who, my dears, do you suppose got the Magic Wand? (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) Why Have Gray Hair or Dandruff? Nourtehine will restore your hair to original eolor whether black, brown or blond, Removes dandrutf, Prevente fail. ing hair and promotes ite growth. | cleanses the scalp. Harmless and pleas- ant to use, No hk wr ie it necessary for you to have gray hair which handicaps you socially and to business Nourishine Positively Not a Dye real tonio which feeds and nourtehen the hair, thus) festering it to its orig vitality, Tt I used ani endorsed by thousands of men and wom- oh. As & dandruff remover alone it 18 worth many times the price asked. One 0 ually in affective, veld by Bartel Drug CO., Owl Drag | “It Ciara Brown is Bery she's! bound to have one or more pals. don’t figure her to pull a job alone. And she can hardly slip him fay among the guests. Cascade City #o-| clety folk aren't so plentiful that| strangers can't be «potted in short order. Her associates, if any, should be hanging around out of sight. Con coaled about the house or grounds, perhaps, “Matt, Stan will not be with you tonight. You'll take Durr instead, and report to the old admiral as the pair of men officially detalied for the evening. And watch Clara Brown! “As tor you, Btan, you will have a mighty tmportant task. The big job, probably. I'm going to assign you three men who'll be under your orders all evening. “On the quiet you will patrol the grounds and watch the Suse from the outside. And be darn vigilant, Stan! Let nobody in or out unless they belong and can prove it. If Beryl Badger has any pals hanging around, It’s up to you to spill their bowl of beans.” “] got you, oap.” the young man expressed. “Dont give me any Rip Van Winkles, and I'll put a crimp in Beryl's playmates if they start anything.” "You'll get good men, never fear, you young snort,” remarked Grau- man, who had a weak spot for Stan. “Six men is a lot to detail to one place, bit I won't have Beryl Bad. ger pull @ job even if it takes the whole darned force!” “Ill bet’ we have @ busy night among the rocial elect,” wala O14 Matt when he and his partner wero alone. “Why pick on @ person of my democratia and proletarian tastes for this fob, mourned Stan, “Espectal- ly when T have a date with Farth’s NEITHER Do}! JA'™ FROM ye bold deteckativer That evening the large and beau tiful home of Admiral Bevang mil- Monaire steamship operator, was bril- antly alight. A long procession of motor cars rolled up to the Prospect Terrace residence. Women tn lovely gowns and men tn evening attire| presented themselves to Admiral and! Mrs. Bevana murmuring the usual | inanities. Possibly the reception w the event of Cascade City’s meag season. It isn’t Mikely any of the guests dreamed that outside the ramb- ling colonial house, surveyin with keen eyes the spacious lon is house, surveying officers; tho most of them knew the awkward appearing pair in evening dress who did not contribute polite nothings to the small talk and aloof from others Inside ‘were Umbs of the Iaw. Matt Landers and Durr were plain clothes men no matter how garbed. ‘These two good officers saw Mrs. | Bevans was wearing her celebrated and costly jewels, and both watched closely the moves of the maid known as Clara Brown, who flitted in and ont attending to the wants of the guests, She was & slender woman of 20 or more years, and not at all pretty, tho she had striking dark | eyes. Her main duty seemed to be the serving of refreshments. “That's the dame to look ont for, huh?” Durr whispered once. “Yep. Wonder if she's really Beryl Badger?’ Ginerty Matt Lan ders sipped a ginas of punch. ‘The night aged. Dancing and gem tle deviltry enlivened the reception. Young Bevan's, the admiral'’s son, ‘was the life of the party. He was fA dissipated, rather handsome youth of 22, and seamed very popular with the younger ladies, “Til bet he learned # lot tn fairest Gaughter. How pleased Fs. telle will be when I call up and break it. Of yot! The merry life of Fourope,” Matt Landers muttered 8 couple of times to Durr, (Continued Tomorrow) The men leaped upon Don and from Molly’s Up§ broke a scream of terror: “ y! On, Billy-—for God's sake, don’t!” It was such « from the heart, such # betrayal of instinctive choice that even in their kpring toward the maddened Don both men felt the Co., Swift Drug Co., Rhodes Company De~ partment Store and other dr partment stores at §1.26 @ dott! fs eoiaie. tas aa all shock of realization. Bily stopped | instantly, Ben \ : WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? BY ZOE BECKLEY NO. 22—BILLY TURNS DON FROM HIS DESIGN TO KILL WHEELER Wheeler, ¢arried by momentum, was yet enough startled to mise his aim by an.inch. He lurched over a chair and crashed to the floor. Don had swiftly stepped aside and was standing over Wheeler, grinning down, His pale face was ugly with | malice, A REST-1GO SO MUCH WHEN ['M HOME: A CABARET AND DANCING EVERY NIGHT OR A bay ioe h antl oi ALATE & * V1r MUST SEEM RATHER) YES, BUT | NEEDED]! STRANGE THINGS, INDEED “The wet ferns and salal, and huckleberry bushes ewished against Donald as he walked, but he had little fear of being heard, aa he neared the medicine lodge, for the noise which had come to him thru the woods and thru the walls of his house was almost Geafening as he came close to it “Quietly, very quietly, he walk- @4 about the long, low wooden house, beginning at the side op posite the door, and working his way slowly along the wall trying to find « crack thru which he might look, “But no cracks seemed to have been left, no atreak or point of light promised him a peep, and he was about to give up when, on the third side, he found a knot-hole tn a board, just about the right height for a perfectly good peep- hols, “So, stil quietly, leet he be found out, he reached the hole and a strange, terrible sight greeted his eye, far too terrible to tell you blessed kiddies, but the first pa- tient, this dreadful thing, too dreadful to be described, was borne away, and then they brought tn a little child who had the prevalent disease, its body ‘was all broken out with some- thing, ite face and eyes were ek swollen terribly, ft» lps were parched and lying half open, and it was most wretched and pitiful looking Hittle thing. “And all about the outer edge of the room, squatting on their heela, were the Indiana, men and women both, some with thin boards, some with old tin pana, pome with tron skillet, and all, every one, beating, beating, beat ing tum-tum-tum, tum-tumtum! Tum-tumtum! And singing their queer sort of chant which seemed to have much sound but few ‘words, “The faces’ of thon Indians were like leather masks, changing never a whit as they beat and sang, and their crooked brown arms worked like machines, seem. ing never to tire, “But tn the middle of the floor all was different. There lay the sick child, and there over her was Old Blace, hideously painted, and dancing like a howling dervish, now leaning cloee, close to the lit tle sick child, now leaping and jumping high into the air, now kneeling beside him and making strange, slow passes across the face of the child, slow, slow, slow.” (To Be Continued) ehathel RRS Don, “I'm believing you got a shot in your locker that hurts as much as any bullet . “I guess you realize what that cry of Molly's meant, eh? Came from her heart, didn't it? It means, my dear chap, that when there's time to save only one skin, she instinctive. ly chooses Billy.” "Oh, Don!’ Molly*s voice was anguished for Ben. “Surely I can speak for myself.” “You have already,” sald Don in “I'm going to pay yon @ compli. ment, my hardware maker,” jeored a strained voice, “And don't think The first sign of wavering showed in his manner, Up to now his voice, steely in control, shook as he stopped speaking, Billy Barton stepped up to him and held out @ hand, “Come, Don, give me that fool gun and stop this insanity.” The two eyed each other in a grap- plo of wills, Ben Wheeler rose slowly to his knees and, as Don paid no attention, stood up, his face going pale and red by turns. Wheeler it's easy for me—for me—" took one step toward Don, his fists ekenchoed and i _Koady, HIRAM! You SHAKE A LEG AND WHaT’sS THat YouRs Dowe ON THS WALL F GET THOSE COWS IN THE BARN OR I'LL TAN DoOIne A- CITTcSs Figuemn Me. TRYE. WSL, Don't ForcEeT To FIQVRS THE LAGOR AND MATER FOR CUGANIG THE . WALL DZ wheeled upon him. “Here, Wheeler, this thing’s over If you keep out of it!" For Don had fallen away from Billy, his whole body, showing the collapse of abnormal tension, When he spoke, his voice shook like a frightened child's, “Molly—you' out of me--L- With a quick, dectstve movement, Bitly ran his arm thru Don's and turned him toward the door. “Thank your God she did, Don. It was a murderer's heart. Now go taken the—heart down to the roadster and walt for ae BU a AMA ea HOHE t And from Don's pocket Billy took the revolver that had hung over their lives, With it went the last of Don's courage. His body began te shake as with an ague. “That—that cursed fronmaster‘ll have me sent to jail if I—don’t finish the job,” he quavered. . “Don't worry—he won't,” re assured Bill, the gun safely stowed in his pocket, Wheeler gave @ harsh laugh. “Don't be too sure,” he muttered, “except that prison’s too good for that shivering fool.” (To Be Continued) aa eaie Bo of 3