The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 30, 1922, Page 9

BDAY, AUGUST’ 90, 1088. THE SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN PAGE 11 BY STANLEY THE OLD HOME TOWN ‘OUR BOARDING HOUSE WN 7 SAV MAIOR, Wien Nou SteP on Hat RUG 9B, HERE'S “TH AND iF SOMEBODY COMES ii) AN! AGKS “TO SEE A WALL RUNNER, CALL UP A Wore. AN! Mave: ‘EM SEND OVER & BELL-HoP! £9 “Raspberry Special” BY JAMES W. EGAN il short story of Western Washington life, dealing LINE WWANTT “To GLP 5 ith the scheme of two expert crooks to make away “M' CUSTOMERS © the jewels of an admiral’s wife, "SOMETHING IN RUGS a ssnigenes: MADAM 2 «Now HERE'S A RUG THAT, CAN'T BE BEAT! © AND Veen GET WW A WISE CRACK onTH! LINOLEUM, "Too! et } u for upho} or ton rom a them somehow, Or the than aneaked re reported at head /away with them Oh, I didn't hel alone, Capt. Grauman tm: | her, if that's what you mean! 4 called him in his office, re ws Stan? he queried, len some crazy hunch, He's than a boatload of Rraailian growled Landers, “Well, why are y Rass you telling me “Father advised tt. He figured she Would do so, anyway. And we want Weill, Staten has been here the jowela recovered, tho under the : we dentities Clara Brown |oreumatances no charges will be Modeer,” uttered he chet vegers Father wilt be down to seo 7 u this afternoon. He wi . = f Biven her the third @egree, | thing to be clear to eu a gid “Clear, hell!” Grauman 7 growled to iweken — sh aie himeclt. “They don’t want any scan. angele nerthhene toile. dal and still they want the stones 1 Baders wine took the stones, | D8&K: If Beryl cute up nasty and re. ‘ones. | fuses to tell—goodbye! Sha haa the Stname and mentioned con: | 80008 ANd @ ice wlory to hung on eiy u ” he laughed and wanted | °2"% Hevans to boot. Ow ow, ow Iron “man been eet ve Na ) was to a he woman hasn't the whiphand now, I'm a tar! No wonder she put on the brass for me! “Rather than drag everything be fore the publio—* “Oh, T know! More than once that Uttle phrase has crippled the efforts Of police officers. If we could only tind the man tn the case we might—" Stan Griffin ghake her by digging up , Matt! She even threat. Drazen vixen fight In line with the I had. I want you" nm rang. The captain a8 for the instrument. speaking . « . Helle, the devil are you? . . . n says she's Reryl Badger. Better show up here . . . that? . . .Well, go ahead!" se UP. snapped Grauman, “Busy. Very bury, Got something | important toe tell you—and show you.” “It {t's about this case come tn. Young Mr. Bevans here doubtless will be Interested.” The young officer hopped tn. Hise face was wreathed in a happy amile, The captain observed his cheerful- nese “Spit ft out, Stan. You've uncov- ered something?” “Took the cover right off of ft. Literally speaking, that is, I had a WHEN FIRE BROKE OUT IN THE COAL. YARD TODAY- MARSHAL OTEY WALKER WAS AGAIN THIRTY MINUTES LATE GETTING ON T JCB ON ACCODNT OF HIS NEW CLOTHES 27% young snort mys he's fol- ga redhot hunch, and may not yatil tomorrow. If he doesn't the Lord pity ht T dont know what's fn him He ain't been right since he girl at lunch. Leave tt to a/ TOM, You NEVER CAME OUT “POR CHILOREN OF ADULTS hunch, and ft panned.” “What hunch? Kick tn? command 4 Grauman gruffly, the a load was rolling off hia spirit. “Not a bad hunch, as it turned out, cap. Glenoe at theses, will yout Abruptly the young officer drew a paper parcel from his pocket and toased it at his superior. Grauman’t jeyes bulged with surprise as he quickly ugwrapped tt. Before put nutty notions in a guy's! he's suspected the same I hare, Matt. Do you know Cc Rrown—-went to work admiral about the time young returned from Europe, and was targety thru him she was tnto vervice’ T had an idea he q ft on last night, and with the hints Beryl threw E73 &= an added flavor. They are all right.” “Added favor? Yow young scoun- rts I i i t : 3 > f ' ii i i Hl i i j | i : F i Hy ‘i k af el t & g i months ago and he did a Greeley— came West.” “How did you tumble to him?” The pursied, 14 learn about the move: | of Bery! Badger on the fatal was that she had been passing cream. A certain flavor. of cream that only one concern in ve, but I feared her.” |somewhere. Now, maybe al) this © place. Her object |means nothing, but I have a hunch | and I follow it. Mighty oaks from juvenile acorns doth grow.” “You're an bad an a detective out of some book, you scamp!” Grau- map growled. “Or as good,” impudently asserted Stan. “Matt Landers made a re- _|thru an awful bunch of mugs. Slip TT 1 THINK THIS 1S OUR HOUSE” | BUT You CAN HARDLY |, SBE IT FOR THE GRASS! scoured the house. In the bottom of was sure it was In Seapolis I had/the used can. Who'd look for them seon his countenance. Last night I| there? Or suspect the driver who made « trip over there and looked | came and carried away all the cans | next day? They figure weil. “Of course, after Corbey came and got the empties he went thru them and retrieved the loot. The stones atiil retain traces of the Cascade Griver that stirred my memory. I Corbey’s was among them—and Blip was my truck driver! Now the case becomes dreadfully simple.” “While your way of relating It ts simply dreadful,” morted the cap- tain, “However, as long as you are/ special. That added favor 1 men- enjoying yourself, go ahead. I'll get | tioned.” the whole story by nightfall, | “Slick enough,” Grauman admired. doubt.” “Parton me, cap; I'l hurry on. I found out from the ice cream com- pany this morning that Corbey, or Leonard, had been working for them about as long as Clara Brown had for the Bevanses.” “He's that pal of hers,” nodded the admiral's son. “And his route wae the Prospect Terrace section of town. He made all deliveries there. “1 boldly raided his rooms this morning and ® search that package of stones stowed away. Taking them I immedlate- ly went to the Cascade Cream and pinched him.” id get by you that evening, Stan. Nor later, the way It looks.” “I guess I'm & bright young fellow lucky. Whoever heard of « bright po- liceman? I imagine Beryl and Slip ought to get a long term of—"* "Unfortunately we can’t punish them as they deserve.” The captain looked at young Bevans. “The admir. a} won't prosecute under the existing circumstances, I know. At any rate, we have the stones back and we'll be able speed the crooked couple out of this ‘part of the world.” “No prosecution?” Stan remarked, mark about Seapolis just after my second meeting with the ice cream '* FAIRY QUEEN CALLS WAR COUNCIL ode had changed Nancy; “Oh!’ went Nancy. Nick, the Twins, into two white| “Myf gasped Nick. He 4i4 it with the Fairy| And that was all they could say. ® wand he had stolen. But something else was happening he flew out of the mulberry. far, for 7 Straight up to the sky where he to live. I don’t know whether| The Fairy Queen was so worrted Went to the Tinky-Winkle Star or | about the long absence of the Twine lear Star or the Spiky-|she had called a meeting of her but wherever {t was|counctlors, There was Mr. Ruba- May be sure he intended to do|dub, and Mr. Tingaling, and Mr. thing mean. Seribble-Scratch, and Mr. Sprinkle- stood looking sorrowfully | Blow, and all the other good friends sk and wiggling her poor little |of Nancy’s and Nick's. Rowe and Nack looked fortornly| “Fairies,” sald the Queen. “T am his whiskers trembling in-| sure something has happened.to the ‘Twins, Dear only knows what mis- chief Flap-Doodle has done with that wand. We'll have to do something.” Sdarcely had she spoken when something fell at the Fairy Queen's feet. “Why, it's the magio Green Shoes the Twins wore!” she cried. “Now I'm sure something has happened, Quick all of you! Be off and leave no stone unturned on the earth or in Fairyland until you find those dear He New: DIED LAXATIVE 50 surprised, “Er—no, I'm afratd tt wouldn't be advisable,” uncomfortably expressed the admiral's son. “However, I'm sure father will wee that you are handsomely rewarded for your clever work.” “Hm!” uttered the young offl- cer, reflectively. “Speaking of re- wards, cap, I wish you'd give me about three hours for lunch to- day. There’s someone I'm going to take out and buy two or three gallons of raspberry special foe. She has earned it!” And there is ttle doubt but that pretty Estelle Smith re celyed what she earned. (THE BEND, “Well, where does Beryl figure? Who took the jewels and how were they slipped past you, or Matt, and what makes them gooey? “L wormed {t out of Sip, tho I had just about guessed the method. The plan was bold and simple. Cor bey delivered the fee cream for the reception. Ho also took away the empty cans the following morning. You get the idea? “The woman managed to get hold of the plunder. Probably easier than she expected, thanks to the breaking of the clasp. Down to the kitchen then and it w second’s work to drop the booty into an almost empty can of raspberry ice cream. There's where the gems were while we WHOM SHALL MOLLY MARRY? | BY ZOE BECKLEY No, 24—-BEN BACKS DOWN; JOY AHEAD FOR MOLLY AND BILLY Billy Barton listened to Wheeler's |ately uttered, Billy robbed Ben challenge without resentment, deed with a touch of pity, the at his blow. Billy could think only of his own! 7 Know,” he repeated, joy, With Molly his, he bad strength |aon't believe I blame you. to win out tho a thousand Wheelers | worth fighting for. crushed him, Wheeler did not seam to hear, Ete And 60, to Wheeler's taunt that | was deep in self.contemplation, the Carson company’s dismissing let-| For the first time Ben was facing ter awaited him, Billy answered wim: | himself squarely. had left—the sight of his rival reel “and 1 Molly's Ent OPEstEST ACTEOS mi THE ERP THE Uv he AND COWS 414 Goon veLGGITS ., children.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1923, Seattle Btar) ply: He had lost, lost In the very battle “I know. Molly told me.” on which he had staked all his pride With these five words dispassipn- and strength, Not because the fosmerm nc eram Cream company's famous raspberry | “Might have known Beryl and Slip| would have an original gag. Nobody | cap. Or maybe I'm just exceptionally | | | | | | bate i A House 13 STUF AS AN OLD BARN! ar. HERE AND TURNED THIS GAS OFF - IT'S BEEN GOING ALL ‘THE TIME WE WERE AWAY- ITS LIKE AN OVEN OUT HERE! Seattle { % fool” * By Mabel Cle nd _£ Page 768 “NOW, DADDY, Your" “Then @i4 the old medicine man go home?” Peggy asked, “just as noon as he bad put the box In the water, did he go home and rest?” “No,” Motherdear answered, “when he had beld the box under water for about ten minutes, he would run back to the Medicine Lodge, carrying the box, and there they would go thru the whole performance again, till one wonders how flesh and blood could endure so much.” Mother-dear ceased speaking, and rearcely had she done when the Kiddies pounced on Daddy with, Daddy, you! You tell us some Port Angelen stories, ‘bout Donald and everything.” “No more stories about Mr, Mo- Innis, youngsters, Mother's used those all up, but I've a whole bunch of thrillers, myself,” then Daddy looked sort of sad, and David stroked his nice, scratchy cheek, and said: “What's-amatter, dad?” “Just thinking, son, how they slip away from us. I climbed the hill to call upon the sweetest little lady, and she told me some stories just to bring back to you. It was such @ little while ago, and now she ts gone home, even before I got back with the stories. “She was as merry as could be, and as dainty sitting there In her own house, with her flowers ail about her, such @ big garden of setae vely flowers. T asked for stories 4 sho said, ‘Why, I don’t know ny stories. We've been just #0 happy here, there isn’t much to tell; folks like to hear about dangers and trials,’ “Tell mo about your first party in Port Angeles,’ I begged, and how she laughed. “ ‘Now that really was quite a party,’ she sald, ‘I dressed all up for it, put on my very best dress and a flower in my hair, and started out. And it dark. My! but it was dark, and very rainy. “* "Never mind,” they told mo, “we'll carry a lantern and you'll be all right” “*And so T should have been all right, if I hadn‘t had such a fat neighbor, When we started down the trail (there wasn't a sign of @ street; not a tree had been cut in Port Angeles when we came here), wo had to walk single file like the Indians, first the man with the lantern joggling the light uncer. tainly as ho walked, then the rest of us, one by one, and right tn front of me (you see, I'm not very big) was the huge, fat woman, and I couldn't gee the light, and I just sat right down tn a big mud puddle, “But T went on to the party, Oh, yes, Indeed! And I remember yet what a grand, good supper we had and how much fun.’ (To Be Continued) *t enemy was stronger—for every blow | he had struck found its target—but in.| Wheeler of the one entisfattion he|pecause of the thing he lacked in himself. For the first time that which he called contemptuously “sweeta"— gentleness, generosity to a rival, sacrifice, love—were things as strong as muscle and clubs and money. When he looked up from his glimpse into himself, his eyes and smilo were haggard with the pain of spiritual growing. “I've lost." he said musing .“No use kidding myself, May as well take yn ill my licking like a man, Billy, you may you don’t blame me for smash- ing you, Would you have done the same In my place? Billy was silent and Ben under. stood, “You wouldn't. That's why you've won Molly and I've lost her, . . . If—-I own up f'm licked and say it with-—-with the right kind of ao- Uon, or retraction, will you--be will- ing to go back to where we—started from when you two and I were— friends?” “Oh, Ben, you know we will!’ DOOR AND LET THE HEAT oor? MAN WHO, WHILE TALKING, LIKES To HACK THE SHARP GDGE OF THE RULER RHe EDGE or THE Desk, Molly's voice broke with its own fervency, “And you, Barton? Billy smiled, his sensitive face glowing . “Easier for me than for anyone.” And he thrust out his hand, Wheeler put his own stanchly. “Then let me have a little share into in this company you're forming.” | know, Ben, you said the best man was going to win?’ { Ben guve Molly's hands @ hand He smiled ment, in awkward embarrass. “1 want to contribute my of. tt, jatant, the manager“*of the Lyceum theaters I think they'll listen to me.’ “Oh, Ben—" Molly's lips were trembling, her eyes misty, “bless your dear heart! You're—-you're splendid—and@ you're directing man+ ager of the company from this tn- a life membership! You're going to be- She gave him both her hands “—-bhest man, and you floe—-for the next quarter hour—and | grip and went softly from the room, my—absence. T want a little talk with Manning downstairs, and with (tHE END) (Copyright, 1922, Seattle Stam