The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 25, 1922, Page 9

Swe re FA lid dll PAGE 8 THE SEATTLE STA BY STANLEY THE OLD HOME TOWN HOLD “ER NEWT SHES AREARIN’ OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN SAY! + 1F You PLAY LIKE “TH! LAST ALL RIGHT MOZART COUPLATIMES You'LL 1 S'POSE WHILE A MAGICIAN anica HAVE “TW! AUDIENCE: TH DUNNING Nout \ | art ‘kr SAK WALKING OUT “THINKING tS AN EXIT MARCH I« “TEN Vou'LL HAVE “TD Go OUT WW FRONT OF “TH’ “MEATRE Al’ PLAY “To ©n Internations! Magatine Company FOOTLIGHTS AN’ ANNOUNCE, “AFTER MY PARTNER GETS THROUGH “TUNING TH’ (Continued From Page ® }siite motive . . 1 puld be too ead . But there was the devil of having the drawing-room that ady| Mind like Duchemin's: once it ; WSTRUMENT, T WILL up from her carta and] conceived @ notion tke that, It was DRIVE ’EM BACK IN DELIGHT TW’ BARS y interrogated a manservant/ All but impossible for him’ to dln AGAD' © “TRV AN! had silently presented himself] lodge it unless or until something 3 levy WITH A PERFECT, pher attention. happened to persuade him of his AVhat ts tt you want, Jean? | stupidity fhe fervant mumbled his justifi- Now to make his picions seem : An automobile had broken/at all reasonable, @ motive was m on the highroad near the} lweking. And that worrted the man . the Chauffeur was unable| hugely. He desired most Sarnestly move the car or make any re-/to Justify his captiousnesa; and to tm the storm, @ gentioman ha@i this end exercised a power of con. to the door to ask . . . scientious observation of his new ac. He moved aside, indicating the) quaintances. | y to the entrance hall, b¢| Monsieur le Comte de Lorgnes he d which Mr. Phinult was to be/ was disposed to pase at face value, | standing with cap in hand,/ as an innocuous being, good natured w rivulots running from the folds| enough but none too brilliant, with his motor-coat and forming pools; much of the disposition of an over the polished flooring. As in con-| krown boy and @ rather boyish ten., movement, Madame de Se deney to admire and imitate in oth Eye de Montalals, the cure| ers qualities which he did not him-| Puchemin approached, his cool, | self possess, nt, good-humoret glance) Mr, Phinult had not returned, ao ed them swiftly, each in turn,| there was no present opportunity with unerring instinct settied to take further note of him; tho! mathe first as the one to whom he Duchemin first inferred from Mr address himscit. | Monk's manner, and later learned But the bow with which he also! thru @ chance remark of his, that ledged the presence of Eve! Phinuit was hie seeretary. hardly less profound; Duche.| Upon this Mr. Monk, Duchemin | himself, at his best, could hard-| concentrated close attention, satis: Rave betiored it. His manner, in| fied that he had here to do with left nothing to be degired;|an extraordinary personality, if not Dial the French in which immediate-| one uniqu ty begeed a thousand pardons Mr. Whitaker Monk might have intrusion Was so admirable! been any age between 5 and 55 ® seemed hard to believe he oon-committal was that the same man who had, only a jawed countenance of a di cartier, composedly with ite heavy, black the slang of the states with brows, ite high and narrow fore. qatfour in front of the Cafe head merging into an extensive fUnivers. dald spot fringed with greyish hair } Phinult was desoiated to think | !ts rather small, blue, illegible eyes ht be imposing on madame’s/ its high-bridged nose and promine: i nature, but the accitont was, nostril, its wide and thin-lipped @aitive, the night truly inclement,| mouth, {te rather startling palior ine la comtesse was already| Taller by a head than anybody in ing from the cold, and if one| the room except Duchemin, his fig-| it beg shelter for her and the) ure was remarkably thin, yet not en of the party while one! ill-proportioned. Nelther was Mr. honed or sent to Nant for an-| Monk Ii at ease or ungraceful in automobile . . . his actions, Clothed tn that ex: monsieur might feel very|travagantly correct costume—-cor. Madame de Sevenie would) rect, at least, for # drawing-room, | forgive herself if the hoepi.|!f never for motoring—he had all ly of the Chateau de Montalaix| the appearance of a comedian fresh | at such a time. She would/ from the hands of his dresser. One! servants ‘to the car at once naturally expected of him mere’ lights, wraps, umbrellas . . .| srotesqueries—end found simply the There was no necessity for that.) courteous demeanour of a gentie.| remainder. of the party had, it) man of the world. d. presumed upon her ccurtesy| So much for externala But what anticipation, «ni was not far| more? Nature herself had cast Mr.| the heels of its ambassador.| Monk in the very mould of a mas-| while madame was speaking,}querader. What manner of man was opening the great front] was hidden Behind the mask? His to those who proved—forma! words and deeda alone Would tel) juctions being duty effected by| Duchemin could only weigh the fF. Phinuit—to be Madame la Com-| one and await the other. de Lorgues, monsieur le comte,| In the meantime Mr. Monk was husband (this was the well-fed, sketching rapidly for the benefit of in tweeds) and Mr. Whitaker) Madame de Sevenie the excuse for of New York. his present plight. ‘These personages were really not| A chance meeting at Monte Car- ‘il in a bad way. Their wraps) lo, he said, with his old friends, the’ well peppered with rain, et ns @t Comtesse de Lorgnes, had! chilly, the footgear of madaime! resulted tm their yielding to his tn- Comtesse was wet and needed/sistence that they tour with him si But that was the worst/!ack to Paris by this roundabou their plight And When Mr.| way. Yearning that there was) “A whim of my age, madame.“! telephone, bad accepted an offer) Somehow the nasal intonation of! the Montalais motor car to tow|the American suited singularly well! other under cover and so en Bibel fluent French; he seemed to Jules to make repairs, and) have less trouble with his R's than de Montalais had carried) most Angio@axons, “As a young! me la comtesse off to her own man—a younger man—ah, well, to change her shoes and Ninety-four, then-—I explored thtx the gentlemen trooped to country on a walking tour, tneptred drawing-room fire, at the fn. by Stevenson. You know, perhaps, of Madame de Stvenie, and his diverting Travels with a Don quite cheerful under the com-| key? But I daresay its spirit would influence of warmth and wine| hardly have survived translation Biscults; Duchemin standing by At all events, I had @ half-rejected doubt to pre-/ whim to revisit some of those well- him, vaguely disturbed by| remembered scenes. I say some, for @ddness of this rencontre con-| naturally tt would be impossible, in relation to that injudi-jeven with the vastly impreved roads ' stop for dinner at Nant in the) of today, for my qutomobile to penc-| of the impending storm, and! trate everywhere I wandered afoot.| ‘with Mr. Phinuit’s deciaration that) Nor would I with it to; a few dis-| didn’t give a tupenny damn {f\appointments, a few failures to re- ¥ did all get soaked to their pmard nce obo», ae ree tell the sad truth, they on lyric melancholy; but too many|J0t &# sirens as ever. The tant would make one morbid . . . Weil,|W* somehow prejudie b, and then: at Nant, in those old Gays, 1) Monk's sory ot eiamnan once had a famous dinner; and nat-| ‘posed urally, returming, I mast try to| "hae the Gare interposed @ ‘geste ju jou ty i . duplicate it, even tho it meant going| “But in Ninety-four, monsieur, on to Millau fm the rain. But alas! . ou the Cafe de I'Univers is no more|there was no Cafe de Univers In what ft was—or I am grown over-./* critical.” AW SZ MARSHAL OTEY WALKER WHO IS ENGAGED “TO THE NEW is ESS MAKER GOT THE SHocKk HIS LIFE TODAY-WHILE TAKING THE pRSPICIouS STRANGER AND SU! SED NOTORIOUS BANDIT 4 To JAIL. lantern with eloquent eye, IOUGAN & DIXON PUTON A : BETTER ACT AT REHEARSAL == BY ALLMAN NOTHING! 1 DON'T WANT | INDIGESTION : ‘a WELL, DOC, WHAT WOULD You GIVE 9 FOR INDIGESTION? IF THAT BIRD IN THERE CALLING ON OLIVIA 1S A DOCTOR PIL CALL HIM OUT AND oS A WUTTLE FREE ADvice From HIM = IT Wiki EVEN UP FoR THE ELECTRIC LIGHT : SPECIALIST ON / WELL, | HAVE You AREA CreSATED A NUMBER OF CASES OF THAT NATORE (J ARG aay Ain Ames | Pa a diuid { "WERETT TRUE PLEASE BRE SCATED, Bie, NOW, THEN, THIS MaTteR 'Wou Came IN To Tack OVER OUGHT To GE SEt- TLSD RIGHT WHEN IT tS SéETTLSD. ! were boring Into him, seeking to search his soul, with a question tn their stare which he could not read, and, quite lkely, would have de clined to answer tf he could. Also the eyes of Monsteur le Comte de Lorgnes were very round and con. stant to him. And before Madame de Bevenio waa finished, Phinuit strolled in and heard enough to jmake him @ubject Duchemin to « not unfriendly, steady and open Inspection. | And when the trumpets had been flourished finally for Duchemin, and he hed dutifully assured madame that she was too generous and had acknowledged congratulations on bis exploit, Phinuit strolled over) and offered a hand. | “Good work,” he sald tn English. | What now of Duchemin's doubts? ns. It seemed far-fetched and ridicu- to imagine that people of their iteligence—and they were most of unusually intelligent and alert, demeanour and uttérances might taken os criterion—shou!d adopt such elaborate machinery of ification and duplicity in order gain an introduction to the Cha @ Montalais. With what pos *& * VPage iv CAROLINE GIRLOCH, TWO TIMES A PIONEER “] must have been about 16, I, food, and got ready for a regular think,” Mra. Gillespt continued,| good tims. They told us it “when my sister and her husband! wouldn't take long to make the decided to go east of the moun-! trip, and If we cooked up a reas- tains to live. onable amount ft would easily last Astonished eyebrows climbed the forehead of Mr. Monk. monsieur te cure? Truly) Then it must have been an How one’s memory will play Ise!” not? other. strange, then, le coined Madame de Sevenie sug. gested. “You who made a walking }tour of this country so long ago, ANS THO ONLY WA’ To S@rTcS tT (5s To eres ear Along the Milky Way came Light Fingers ia Meena, the’ Magician, had told em to do. Nick had the toad-#kin bag Kena Meena had given him aud in it was a smoky dream about a railroad train. . Well, just before Light Fingers had stolen it, know, and was taking a ride. | He was very happy and was sing- ing this vong: “A Gickey bird set on a juniper tree, reached the Dreamland Tree, Nick Tum dum, te tum dum, te tum|clinbed it. Then he untied the dum! string and out puffed the dream in t he never. could be quite as|a cloud. happy as me, It went straight down toward tum dum, te tum dum, te tum | Tight Fingers and he breathed it tn dum! and it made him akepy. He sang fo I called up to him, ‘Little birdie,”| more and more slowly “tum-dum, te I cried, tum dum—te-t-t-um-d-uu-m!”* ‘If you'll come right along I will give! His head went over finally and he you a ride” | started to snore. ‘Thank you, sir, wings were made before wheels,’ he replied. Tum dum, te tum dum, te tum dum,” All at once the dream started to work. Light Fingers thought he saw | great freight train in front of him. He thought the Fairy Queen's auto mobile wan going to run smash bang right into it. With a loud yell he Jumped out, and what do you think! Kft wasn't @ wonderful song, but showed Light Fingers was happy, hiaing along the Milky Way so| He jumped no far he rolled off the 4 bothiz ‘n’ all Milky Way and came crashing to | Naucy aod Nick were hiding Le jearth. Along the Milky Way came Light hind the Dreamland Tree, just at monsiehr, regard there that €00d| seen you before, haven T, some-|] “vgome eattlemen had come thru] ill we Rot to the claim Mr | Fo SeUSS AND ANALYZE ja i a ere, 2 che cf 7 ye he gaged upon just such an under-/ Ut Jer other circumstances Duche Steflacoom with marvelous tales| Becker was going to take up. min, not at all hoodwihked by this too obvious stratagem, would have) taken mean pleasure in looking blank and begging monsteur to in-| terpret himself in French. But, with or without cunning, Phinutt’s he.pald—"a® project I have enter-| question wan well-tinied: Eve de tained since youth, but always, till) srontalaia was at that moment en- of lato, lacked leisure to put ioto/ tering the drawing-room with Ma- execution.” |dame la Comtesse de Lorgnes, and “But is there anything more won-| «ho knew very well that Duchemin's| derful than the working of the good! gnglish was quite as good as his| God?” madame pursued. “Observe | irench that, if Monsieur Duchemin had} “At the Cafe do I'Univers, this! been suffered to indulge his inclina- afternoon,” he replied frankly. | tion In youth, we should all, I, my! “1 remember. You drove away,| daughter, my granddaughter, even! just before the storm broke, in a| taking.”* Duchemin acknowledged with a humerous little nod Mr. Monk's ok of moderate amazement at so strange coincidence. A whim of my age, monsieur,” poor Georges @’Aubrac, would quite hamshackle rig that must have probably be lying dead at the bot-jcome out of the Ark.” tom of a cirque at Montpeliter-le-| come here, Mr. Phinuit.” | Viewx.”* “Funny,” said Phinuit, with hesl- and then| Naturally the strangers required| tation, “your boing there, to know about that, and Madame! our turning up here,” |de Sevenie would tall, in fact doted} Duchemin thought he knew what! jon telling the tale of that great) was on the other's mind, “I was adventure, Duchemin made a face|immensely entertained—do you mind \s resignation, and heard himself|my saying so?-to hoar the way extotied as @ paladin for strength,| your chauffeur talked to you, mon-| address and valour; the truth being} sicur, Tell me: Ts it the custom tn that he was not at all resigned) your country— land would Infinitely Meter have} “Oh, Jules!” said Phinult, and) jbeen left out of the limelight. The] laughed. “Jules is my younger more he was represented a# @ per-| brother. When he was demob! son of consequence, the less fatr | his job was gone, back home, and I |his chance to study these others| wished him on Mr, Monk as a at their leisure, in the comfortable | chauffeur We're always kidding} 9 obscurity of their indifference, each other like that.” | Now the enigmatic eyes of Monk (Continaed Tomorrow) LAPPER BY ZOE BECKLEY TER, Jother Vandurpool car and preparing \to hiteh {t fast. As he backed his machine tn front codure silently. When all was ready Mra, Vanderpool got tn, with Win nie’s parents, in the back seat. of that country, unlimited pastur ago on endless, rolling acres of rich land, sunshine and fine water, and everything & man could wish to make a fortune in cattle In a short time. “Roads? Sure, there were roads, good roads, Mr. Becker could just put his family in @ wagon and drive right over. No danger, no special difficulty about it, Fasiest thing in tho world, and the chance of a lifetime. “They were good talkers, and before long both my sister and her husband were keen to go. ‘Dut 1 won't go without you, Liney,’ she said to me, calling me by the pet name she'd given mo when I was a baby. ‘Billy and baby and T/ simply couldn't go without you, and ft will be a nice trip for you to go across the mountains.’ “Well! I was invited, and like a silly I went! For a week we baked and cooked and packed “Mr. Becker took tho cattle he had, and with another man took the road thru Nanchez Pass, But father went with us, and with the cattlomen as guides, we set forth. “All the others were tn wag- ons, but I decided to ride my horse. I loved to ride. “We hadn't gone many miles till we began to ask questions about the road, but always the guides told us it was much better ahead. “Pretty soon we ran tnto heavy smoke, and the air was hot and heavy, It was evident that about us on either side the forest was afire. “We came at last to the moun. tains ,and it became all too clear to everyone that the only pafa way to travel was on foot; up on one side, down on thé other, tip- ping perilously, creaking and straining the heavy wagon was impossible.” (To Be Continued) ‘Tho chauffeur was already fishing rope from the repair box of the of Bobby's the owd watched the humillating pro- Mr. and Mrs, Hollis, Robby suddenly realized Olive and Lee had not stirred from the place Just down the road where he had left them, With a hasty exclama tion, he ran to them. “Oh, do come and meet my mother, you two,” he said. Olive drew off. frowned. “Thank you—-but we're not very good company just now.” Her brother XGaH, SLO Ter THS WORLD! eo SH o dw RED, UWE FiCKSD UT A POOR BROADCSTING STATION, Vile TEC THE WORLD! RA ZZ € Get But please understand—you're my | lift.’* |friends and—I shall be proud to pre-| A party of men coming from the sent you to my mother, Please | opening of a smart inn readily made let mo?” |room for the two and they got im, There was no room for doubting | Bobby managed a whispered word: his sincerity, Olive loved his boy-| “If ever you change your mind ish Kindness and eagerness. She |and want to be friends, I'd just like smiled in sympathy, you to know, Olive, I'm yours to “1 believe you, Bob, But we're not count on!" --too proud of ourselves tonight, Lee| She waved and smiled, and when and J, And take my word for it,| they were well off down the sandy Hobby, it's best we—-we forget cagh |road, Bob turned back to his crowd loys , . nl | “Won't yeu come and alt with Bobby was in an agony of sincerity |other as soon as we can, and his car. | NO. 22—PEGGY'S IN FOR A SCOLDING li Ma da 35 Vanderpool to|and embarrassment. “A thousnnd thanks, dear boy, for} “Olive’s all right," he murmured To cover the painful domestiogpool nodded atiffly to Ted Harker! in coolish tones: “Olive and-and Lee,” he began |}belng a thoroughbred good sport.jto himself, “Poor Peggy! And crisis threatening between Pesry |and moved toward her automobile. | “Thanks.” Mrs. Dean was quite | awkward! 1 do want you to be |Goodby, old kid. Here's somebody's |again, “Dear tittle old Wint* and her mother, Bobby tumbled hast “We needn't wait for the car tolas cool. “I want to talk to Peggy.|ieve me. I'm no good at making }car coming right out of the sweet (To Be Continued) ly into introductions, Mrs, Vander-Ibe Gxed, Dennis will tow J Bob,” | We'll stay in Bobby's car.” .. sspevches ox delivering Judgurnts, |army, daw, Live oul them foc @ (Copyright, 1932, by, Seattle Stax Z