The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 21, 1922, Page 11

while in the British seoret service, he has earned the murder. immarily “dismissed” by the government and of the Bolshevikt, DUCHEMIN ts te leave the country at once, IMIR, the official who gum to be used on his travels, Duchemin from the revengeful Bolshevikt by following Stevenson's itiner- | | ‘bie “Travels With a Donkey.” js soon tramping In the Cevennes, the Ittledknown hil! | Reaching the deserted city of Montpeliierie-Views. peggy om te wee a peasant and a man dressed as an Amertoan soldier duck {nto brings the mews, gives Duchemin a! @eoldes that he can! the pair, Duchemin finds them DAUBRAC, while d'Aubrac’s fiancee, ‘ELLE DE MONTELAIS; her grandmother, [8 DE SEVENIE, and the widow of the latter's grandson EVE DE MONTELAIS, look on iF areoe som fe the carriage, Madame Se. turned immediately to com- Der granddaughter. It was easy on attachment there, be- @Avubrac and Loulse de Duchemin fancied (and, ‘B tumed owt, rightly) the two i, of the diversion provided the elder lady to delay a little! eatering the barouche Monsieur @Aubrac ts tn no tm @anger. Still, the services geod surgeon, as #oon as may Win it be dangerous to walt til! to Nant?” far it that, madame? malles.” looked aside at the de is nearer, te f not, Nant ts not far from the de Montalais; and at La Marguerite our auto. . lees than two the horses stumbling, plunging pitching as they strained back the singletrees. Duchemin Grateful for the moonlight alene enabled him road and avoid the worst of the until he remembered that no adventure to entangle this reflection he swore soft. but most fervently into his be- beard. Hoe was well fed up adventures, thank you, and have done very well without latest. And especially at a time he desired nothing so much as ‘Be permitted to remain the foot- wanderer In a strange land, a of passage without ties or re- thought ft devilish hard that may never do a service to an- Without incurring a burden of obligations to the served; bonds of interest forged in ie of unpremeditated and impulse are never readily be broken. Now because chance had seen fit put him in the way of saving Iupless party of sightseers from HY Or worse, he found himself ly committed to take a con- interest in them. It appeared their home was a chateau in the vicinity of Nant. after their shocking exper 4nd with the wounded man their hands—and especially If La SainteMarguerite told the one confidently expected—Du- 4 could hardly avoid offering we them safely as far as Nant. once there he would be defi- 7 tn the tolls. He would have QUEEN’S CA Mext thing the Fairy Queen mt was her automobile. had been given to her by the Wizard who was an old, old Of the family. Wasn't an automobile Ike you T have, my dears, or tke the Across the street have, ft was a very unusual automo- 4nd it had taken the good old A years to make it magical to prement to the Fairy ft was magical. Bo very mag- a ya it didn’t need anyone to @t all and it could think for ” wxdgpad who owned it could anything he wished by Wishing! The Wat one thing to remem- is wonderful automobile ne master at a to keep inquire} | Sifter the welfare of d'Aubrac and | the tranquility of the ladies, nor in| discretion to take himself out of the | | wey of the civil investigation which ve See ee follow the report in | ‘ happened Mont No: having dtepatched a bandit to &n end well-earned, tt now devolved upon Andre Duchemin to satisfy so: | clety and the state that he had done so only with the most amt able motives, on due provocation, to save his own life and possibly | the lives of others. He had premonttions of endless Gelays while provincial authorities wondered, doubted, criticised, pro- crastinated, investigated, reported, | and-——repeated. And then there was every chance that the story, thanks to the prom! | Bence of the persons involved, for one | made no doubt that the names of| Sevente and Montalais and d'Aubrac ranked high in that part of the! world—the story would get Into the} ne’ [inescapable glare of publicity, how! jong might he hope to escape recog: nition by some acquaintance, friend or enemy? Heaven knew he had enough of Both sorts scattered wide- jmembering the American uniform jand the face emudged with soot— | that favorite device of the French criminal of the lower class fearing ¢ had vanished into thin Not @ soul could be found who recalled seeing the man after the barouche had left the village, Whereupon Duchemin asked wheth- er the chauffeur had been « stout man, and being tnformed that it was 0, considered the case com- plete. Mesdames de Sevenie et de Montalais, he suggested, might as well then and there give up all hope \of ever again reeing that particular chauffeur — unless by some mis. chance entirely out of the reckoning of the latter, The landlord of the auberge, a surty sot, who had supplied the |barouche with the man to act as driver and guide in one, took with | fll grace the charge that his em- Ployes had been fn league with the | bandits. But this was true on the |word of Madame de Montalais; it i thelr guide, she said, whom Duchemin had driven over the cliff. And (as Duchemin had anticipated) her name elone proved enough to | silence the dandiord’s virtuous pro testations, One could not always javold being decetved, he deciared; |he knew nothing of the dead man more than that he had come well recommended. With which he said no more, but lent an efficient if sul- |len hand to the task of transferring | d"Aubrac to the motor car, D'Aubrac came to, while this was being accomplished, begged feebly for water, was given it with a litte brandy to boot and, comfortably set- tled In the rear seat, between Louise R IS STOLEN time and the last person to turn the shiny handle just between the fig- amacrank and the thingamabob on the whirligig was the only person whose wishes this wonderful machine would obey. I suppose now that I have told you, everyone will be writing to the Green Wizard and ordering one of these wonderful cars. Becaune, without a doubt, t's much easier than having to pull handles this way jand that and push things with your feet and turn a big wheel and watch the road every second. All you'd have to say would be: “Magic auto, do not dally, I wish to visit my Aunt Bally.” And whisk! You'd be there! Or: “Magic auto, please to stop And me out at the butcher shop.” And there you'd ba. ‘Well, that's the kind of a car some [body stole from the Fairy Queen and she sent for the Twins at once to help hunt. (To Be Continued) Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) EASY NOW * lL KNow ‘ 4) CKTS = HE'S ONLY Workin!’ a FT = TM USWG Science WITH “His UMBPELLA © IF HE “TURNS oO) ME ALL TE DO 1S OPEN [T+ ONS OF YoU GUYS GRAB Sove Weree ad! TLL DAMOEN Him BACK “TUNE AGA © On! THERE GOES THE THE PRESIDENT OF NEIGHBORHOOD SCANDAL c.uB! WHOM ARE YOu TALKING ABouT NOWP YOU ARE A VERY BUSY PERSON ¢e Montalais and her grandmother, relapsed once more into unconscious: peas. Learning that Madame de Monta lates would drive, Duchemin dissem- bled a sigh of relief and, standing beside the car, doffed his cap to say good-bye. He was only too happy to have been of auch slight service as the circumstances had permitted; and if at any time he could do more, a line addreaved to him et Nimes, poste restante .. . “But if Monsieur Duchemin would be good cnough,” Madame de Sevenie interposed in a fretful quav- or-—“and if it would not be taking him too far out of his way—it ts night, anything may happen, the car might break down, and I am an old woman, monsieur with sorely tried nerves—" Looking down at him from her place at the wheel, Madame de Montalain added; “Tt would be an act of charity, I think, monsteur, if tt does not inconvenience you too greatly.” “On the contrary,” he fabricated without blushing, “you will be obliging a weary man by putting him several miles on his way.” He had no cause to regret his complaisance. Seated beside Ma- dame de Montalais, he watched her operate the car with skiliful hands, making the best of @ highway none too g004, if a city boulevard in com parison with that which they had covered in the barouche. Following the meandering Dour. ble, it ran snakily from patches of inky shadows, now on narrow ledges high over the brawling stream, now dipping so low that the tires were almost level with the plane of broken waters. The eweep of night atr In his face was stvect and smooth, not cold— for a marvel in that ajtitude—and ntroked his eyelids with touches as bland as caresses of a pretty wom- | - an’s fingers. Ho was prensible of drowsiness, a surrender to fatigue, to which the motion of the motor “ENTER, OUR BOARDING HOUSE Hod oN Ww on Mim} ‘THe car, swung seemingly on velvet springs, and the shifting, blending chiaroscuro of the magic night were likewise conducive. So that there came & lessening of the tension of resentment io his humor. It was true that Life would never let him rest in the quiet byways of his desire; but after all, unrest was Life; and it was good to be alive tonight, alive and weary and not fil-content with self, fh a motor | car swinging swiftly and silently along a river road In the hills of Southern France, with a woman lovely, soigneo and mysterious at the wheel. Perhaps tnstinetivety sensible of | the regard that dwelt, warm with wonder, on the fair curve of her cheek, the perfect modeling of her nose and mouth, she looked ewiftly askance, after admiration, and as if not displeased smiled faintly as she returned at tention to the road. Duchemin was conscious of some- thing like a shock of emotion, a sudden surging of some hunger that had long lain dormant in his being, unsuspected, how long | he could. not surmise, gaining strength | in latency, waiting to be awakened and set free by one carclens, side- long look and smile of @ strange) woman. “Eve,” he “Eve de Montalais . . « ‘Then of a sudden he caught him. self up sharply, It was natural enough that one should be suacept- ible to gentler impulses, at such a time, under circumstances no strange, so unforeseen, so romantic; but he must not, dared not, would not yield. That way danger lay, Not that he feared danger; for Mike most of mankind he loved ft weil. But here the danger held poten- tlalities if not the certainty of pain it might be, whispered, unheard, sides, it was too absurd... (Continued Tomorrow) “FLAPPER” gereeessaseaeteessseesstseeseett: BY ZOH BECKLEY #1 NO. 19—TED AND LEE SAVED ON PRECIPICE BRINK At sight of Ted Harker plunging toward him, Lee wheeled and met the onslaught crouching. The shock brought both to the ground. ‘Ted realized at once the profes sional dancer is not necessarily soft of body and slow of mind, Starting with a supple and muscular frame, Ine had kept ft in the finest trim with his daily work. The two writhed struggle. Peggy and Win clutched each other bi hlessly, realizing what one mis-step would mean. For the men were sliding toward the edge of a shelf with 20 fect of drop below, . in desperate CINDE = LET Me BALANCE THIS VASE oN His BROW FoR A SECOND ~ “THAT'LL SNAP HIM OUT OF (T+ MAKE A NOISE LIKE A Mouse AN! TLL EASE A KO. time, surprised his | | not for one BY AHERN | THE OLD HOME TOWN HE ACTS Like He Ate TH’ BIRD IN “TH! CUCKOO CLOCK = LooK OUT OR He'LL JUMP You GUYS AN' PLAY MORE SCRATCHES ON You “THAN A DANCE FLoor ! You THOUGHT You COULD START SOMETHING ABOUT MY WIFE AND ME DIDN'T you? WELL,You ALMosT GOT AWAY WITH IT! Yes, You DiD-NoT! Pa APPLE The same pioneer who told the soup story told the one about the apple dumplings. Her name is Mrs. Bean and she lives tn Centralia now (and, by the way, she told Pegsy and David that the “black charger” which Gen. Sheridan rode on his famous ride of civil war fame was bred and trained on her father’s place right here in our own Pa- cific Coast country). Mrs. Newby, Mrs, Bean's mother, had an awfully hard be- ginning. It was the fall of 1844 when the Newbys came, and after thelr provisions, which they had brought from home, gave out, they had barely enough to keep alive on. That year the Indians wouldn't let the whites "have sal- mon even, and as the Newby cabin was on the Colurmbla river, salmon was about all there was to get, so they Hved a year on “wheat coffee” and bread. Mrs. Newby was ill for months from lack of proper food, and other hariships, and if dear old Dr. MeLaughlin hadn't helped them out with Hudson Bay Co.'s supplies the chances are that there would have been no apple dumpling story to tell. ss PAGE 15 MARSHAL OTEY WALKER SINGLE HANDED ‘TooK-THE = SUSPICIOUS STRANGER INTO CUSTODY TODAY -7HS EXCITING CAPTURE Took PLACE AT THE CENTRAL HOTEL, =, THEY OUGHT TO TAKE A BUNCH OF You OLD HENS AWD LOCK YoU ALL UP INTHE COOLER FOR A FEW weexs! 1F YOU CAN'T SAY ANYTHING GOOD ABOUT PEOPLE DON’T 7187 1UMPLINGS But the olf factor gave the Newbys seeds to plant, and lent them tools to work with so they could build a house, and not try to live in the tent where they had had such a hard year, and he even gave them a few young cattle to start with. So In a little while things grew, and Mr. Newby saved a little money and worked hard, and by and by he built a mill and began to really “make money But all the time Mrs. Newby was working, working early and late to help him get a start. She didn’t have a houseful of children like lots of pioneer mothers; Indeed she hadn't even one little baby till after she had been settled in the West two years more. So when her husband buflt his mill and things seemed to be all lightening up for them she sald, “Don't try to get a cook for the mill hands, dear; we shall need every cent we can save if we are ever to get ahead, I'll go to the cook house.and T'll show these poor fellows what home cooking is, I haven't a doubt they'll work Vetter on good food.” And maybe they did; anyway, old “Ham” liked it, as you will see for yourself." (To Be Continued ETE Neither knew this, but the girls’ screams had brought Olive and Bobby on the run. Bobby, with a quick understanding glance, slid down toward the threshing pair and, bracing his heels against the rock, seized them. "Get up, you two fools—or you'll be over the edge!’ They were too tightly locked for blows, and dared not let go, now that they themselves realized the danger. At Bobby's words they came to their full senses and, slowly releasing each other, rose and clambered to the road above, “ But a sudden primitive instinct to finish the battle seized them and again they would have smashed ahead had Olive not sprung in front of Harker and seized his shoulders. “Listen to me, Ted Harker!’ she cried. “I'm not afraid of what you'll do to Lee. He can take care of himeelf, But T want you to know what you're fighting for. It's not worth ft, I tell you!’ Ted tried to shakeoff Olive's hold, tut she clung. Over her shoulder sho pleaded with Bobby, “Make them stop it—long enough to hear me—pleasel” | EVERETT TRU: — AND tov Don't GSr THS Pome he USS YouR REASON, CAN'T G6T AWAY FRom cor MY CONTSNTION. HAS NO SEnSS $ PRGJUDI AND THAT ‘Ss Wv'RS JUST —— THES WHOLS Now, XT C4n SEE BOTH 3S PROPOSITION WITH A CCEAR VISIO BEcavsS ~t KGEP AN eat eee OFt OUR ARSUMSNT PLAIN TeRovspce $ 1008 oF A N; OPEN MIND!’ — -- You Keer SJOPEN SO MUCH emMeoty Bobby, euddenly regarding Lee, did not seem moved by Olive's plea. “I've a good mind to smash him one myself,” he growled. “Come and try it.” There was a sneer in Lee's voice. “Winnie, then--you try! pleaded Olive, still clinging to Ted's arm, “Can't you make them stop this stupid brawling. Make them remem- ber a little decency.” ‘This reminder of respect due them- selves, coming from a quarter unex: pected, startled them all. Olive fol- lowed up the pause: , “Listen, all af you, Give me a ec res tu chance to say what I have to say,” she pursued eagerly. “If you decide then Lee is to blame, you boys can do what you think fair to Lee—even if he ts my brother.” The surprise of this announcement of unsuspected relationship for some reason helped Olive. The crowd re mained silent, and the girl released her hold on Ted. Turning slowly, she faced Pessy with contempt in her eyes and de- termined coolness In her voice as she began to speak. (To Be Continued (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stax)