The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 29, 1922, Page 15

senna as mentee RIDAY, SEPTEMBER 29, 1922. Decause, while in the British secret service, he has earned the murder. hatred of the Bolsheviki, "ANDRE DUCHEMIN ts summarily “dismissed” by the government and d to leave the country at once, THEIMER, the official who brings the news, gives Duchemin a ome sum to be used on his travels. Duchemin decides that he can escape from the revengeful Bolshevikt by following Stevenson's ttiner in his “Travels With a Donkey,” | He is soon tramping in the Cevennes, the littlodkcnown hills In the south France, Reaching the deserted city of Montpellitr-ie-Vieux, he is sur: d to see a peasant and @ man dressed as an American soldier duck into ruins. owing the pair, Duchemin finds them attacking "MONSIEUR D'AUBRAC, while d'Aubrac’s fiancee, | MADEMOISELLE DE MONTELAIS; her grandmoth "MADAME DP SEVENIE, and the widow of the latter's grandson, MADAME EVE DEB MONTELAIS, look on in horror, Duchemin goes the rescue and succeeds in killing the peasant and driving the man in ‘! away. accompanies the party back to Nant, where he stops at the Grand de "Univers, He ts half in love with Eve de Montelais, "A mysterious party comes to the hotel, three men and a beautiful "They are obviously America: nd so, Duchemin discovers, ts the lovely de Montelais, with whom he has dinner that night. The automobdile party, on the pretext that their machine has broken folsts itvelf upon the French family for the night. Members of the party exhibit great curtonity concerning the famous col- n of emeralds Eve de Montelais has inherited from her father, and tion her against “The Lone Wolf.” 7 Duchemin trudges back to Nant, brooding over the problem of discovering anyone should have attempted to fasten upon him suapicion of iden. with the late Lone Wolf. He reaches Nant, but finds it necessary to back, stopping at La Roque-Sainte-Marguerite, where he ts served cider to quench his thirst. Duchemin continues his journey, As he arrives at a little village he ts upon by a gang of thugs but ts rescued by Eve de Montelais, who enly appears in an automobile. As he leaps into the machine he is | dangerously wounded by a bullet. Now go on with the story. too late. Now slow color mantled her cheeks, But her eyes remained steadfast, candid, unashamed. It was Duchemin wane, abashed And tho nothing had any sense in his understanding other than the words which he had just heard from the lps of the woman who held hia love—as he had known now these many days—some freak of dual con- sciousness ma him see, for the firat time, In that moment, how odd. ly bleached and wasted seemed the powerful, nervous, brown hands that rested on his knees, And he thought: It wiil be long before I am strong again. With @ troubled smile he sald: “I would give much to be worthy of what you think of me, (Continued From Yesterday) > “Even so, monsieur, As soon as are able to get about, and the jteau de Montalais lacks 4 guest, will leave Louise to take care of me ma mere for a few days le I journey to Paris—" 7 | “But naturally.” “Taking your jewels with you?” “Why else do I go?” } “But, madame, you must not—" "And why?" “You, a woman! travel alone to with a treasure in jewels? mo! I should say not!" who dropped bs Separate parc THE SEATT OUR BOARDING HOUSE WELL'KID' = cre 1 S'POSE ONE OF “THESE DAVS TLL BE READING WHERE You “TRIED ON JACK DEMPSEYS CROWN AN! FOUND \T WAS MADE EA “To ORDER FoR You, EH2« Wa-WA- Yen FAT. Ve BEEN ¥ KEEPING HAT IDEA | iN MIND AN! PT antor GIVE ME A HEADACHE Nev V'SEE,TLL Ler TM! KID ENJOY HIMSELF FOR A YEAR OR Go, AN! “MEN ULL STEP IN AN’ PUT A CALLUS ON WIS CHIN AN' CLIMB out WITH “TH “TV TLE + Yeu ~ & COAL woth’ | DOINGS OF THE DUFFS | d GOOD BYE, DANNY, NOW | 4 HURRY RIGHT ALONG SO | /; e, YOU WON'T BE LATE wh ; FOR ScHOOL! | a ~ 1 WILL - GOODBYE, MOTHER! HA WA» Wee COULDN'T ScReTCH DEMPSEN WITH “TH'ONLY CHANCE He'LL EVER WAVE GETTING an =~" Kip PORTLAND SWINGS A DANGEROUS TONGUE Lm STAR BY AHERN WHY SAYS Y DEMPSEY WOULD Lean ONE Poke ON WIS CHIN AN HE'D GO DOWN! AN! <4 COME UP AN) HOUR J LATER WITH ENOUGH RESIN \ \ CHISEL* SAME RUB ON ALL TH’ FIDDLES IN TOWN 1 4 deed = > A THE OLD HOME TOWN HOLD ER NEWT MARSHAL OTEY WALKER. Wi THOUGHTS OF HIS BROKEN HE DIDNT us HIS BY STA NLBY YP 22.12, Jes OLD LOAFER. DAY DREAMIN S SO DEEPLY ENGROSSED IN ROMANCE WITH THE NEW DRESS MAKER. THAT HE FAILED To SEE THE RUNAWAY IN TIME- Outgrowing the Gang GOOD MORNING, DANNY! ARE YOU ON YOUR To SCHOOL? YES MAM ~ ¥M GOING TO ro let you run such a risk I d steal the jewels myself, com- them to Paris, put them in keeping, and send you the re “What a lot of trouble monsiesr save me, tf he would only pe kind as to do as he threatens." “And how amusing if he were mr d en route,” Duchemin supple with a wry stile. “I am quite confident of your lity to elude the police, And I would be a peor thing Indeed if I fatied to try to live up to your faith.” “You will not fail,” she replied. “What you are, you were before my faith was, and will be afterwards, when...” She did not fintsh, but of a sud- den recollected herself, lounged back in her chair, and laughed quietly, with humorous appeal to his sym. pathy. “So, that ts settled: I am not to be permitted to take my jewels to Paris alone. What then, mon. sieur?” “I would suggest you write your bankers,” said Duchemin seriously, “and tell them that you contem. plate bringing to Paris some val- uables to entrust to their care. Say that you prefer not to travel with- Out protection, and request them to: send you two trusted men—detec- tives, they may call them—to guard you on the way. They will do so without hesitation, and you may then feel entirely at ease.” “Not otherwise, you think?” “Not otherwise, I feel sure.” I to distrust you because others} “But why? You have been so per- who do not know you so) sistent about this matter, monsieur, Ever since that night when those curious people stopped here in the rain... Can it be that you suspect them of evil designs upon my trinkets?” trust.” re are call! knows, madame, what they were? You call them ‘curious’; for my part I find the adjective apt. “I fancy I know what thought about them .. .” “And that is—? “That they rather le4 the con. versation to the subject of my Jewels.” “Buch was my thought, indeed.” “Perhaps you were right. If so, they learned all they needed to know.” “Except, possibly, the ise loca. soe Se your strong pom - ey may have Pr. learned even “How, madame?” “I don't know; but if they were injustice to my insight if you D have learned nothing all that time. You secretive with me. you Rove's BUSKINS HALTS LIGHT FINGERS’ PLAN TO WRECK TWINS IN AUTO 44 pulled in thru a window and set down hard “Light Fingers, a bad Wttle fairy,;Tum dum, to tum dum, te tum ; just about to seatter some tacks ¢dum—" ‘on the Milky Way in front of the Magic Automobile’ Nancy and Nick | Were riding in. He was hiding behind a queer little Beard house that stood just between |‘“There never was anyone smarter the Wishing Tree and the Pepper- than me, mint Tree, waiting for the right | Tum dum, te tum dum, te—* Minute to throw the tacks on the| Foad. Suddenly he felt a hand on his follar and before he could think What happened he was pulled in Thru a window and set down hard “What in creation are you trying to do?” demanded a stern voice “Why I—1 was just singing,” Mammered Tight Fingers. “I was |an meck as Monsen, Just singing a song. *“#o I heard,” said the stern voice.| “I'm Buskins, the apple-tree fairy,” “Go on,” said the stern voice. want to hear the rest.” Light Fingers went on huskily: “That wilt do,” naid the voice, and at the same time the hand that was holding to Light Fingers’ collar let 180. “I'd be ashamed of myself if 1 |were you, Besides, you're not #0 smart ad you thought. Give me those tacks.” Light Fingers handed them over. “Who—who are you?” he asked, DONT FoRcrT A WE GoT EXAMS MONDAY, what you suspect they were, they | pression. A woman of your sort were clever people, far more clever! walling herself up in a wilderness, than poor provincials like us.” She| renouncing the world, renouncing took @ moment for thought. “But! life itself in its very heyday I am puzaled by their harping on| «put hardly that, monsieur.” the subject of—I think they called) rpen I am stu , him the Lone Wolf, Now why! «1 will explain.” should they do that?” }fured brown head bent lew over Duchemin was constrained to take) hands that yed absently with refuge in another shrug. “Whol their jewels. “To a woman of my knows?” he iterated. “If they were) sort, monsteur, life is not life with as clever ag wo assume, doubtless! out love, 1 lived once for a little they were clever enough to have) time, then love was taken out of & motive even for that.” my life. When my sorrow had He really existed, this Lone) «pent itself, I knew that I must! Wolf? He was more than a creaturs! ting jove again if I were to go on| of fable?” living. What was I to do? I knew “Assuredly, madame. For years! that love ta not found thru seeking. he was the nightmare and the) so 1 waited...” | scourge of people of wealth in every! “guch philosophy {s rare, mad-/ capital of Europe.” | ame.” | ‘Why did they call him the Tone} Philosophy? I will not call Wolf, do you know?" it that, It knowledge—the "lL believe some imaginative Part-| heart wise in its own wisdom, sur-/ sian journalist fixed that sobriquet] passing mine, telling me that if 1| on him, in recognition of the theory| would but be jent love would upon which, apparently, he oper-|one day seek me out again, wher ated.” jever I might wait, and give me} “And that was—?" Jonce more—tife.” | “That a criminal, at least a thief.) She rose and went to the window, to be successful must be absolutely| paused there, turning back to anonymous and friendiess; in which| Duchemin a face composed but fair-| nobody can betray him. As/er for a deepened flush | adame probably understands, crim-| “But this is not writing to my | inals above a certain level of intel-| bankers, monsteur,” she said in a} ligence are seldom caught by the| changed but ay ve “I must/ police except thru the treachery of|do that at once if I am to get the accomplices, The Lone Wolf seems! letter in today’s post.” to have exercised @ fair amount of| “rf madame will accept the ad ingenuity and prudence in making} y not without ox his coups; and inasmuch as he bad) pertence . . . | ho confederates, not a living soul in) “What else does monsieur tm: his confidence, there was no onelagine I am doing?” who could sell him to the authori-| “phen you will write privately ther. {and burn your blotting paper; after | ‘Stil, in the end—?" which you will post the letter with “Oh, no, madame, Hoe was never| your own hands, letting nobody see | caught, He simply ceased to|the address.” | thieve.” “And when shall “L wonder why . . - |mako the journey?” “L believe because he fell in love| “As soon as your bankers can and considered good faith with the! send their people to the Chateau de object of his affections incompatible| Montalais.” |with a career of crime.” vat will be in three da “So he gave up crime, " ;mantic! And the woman: lapprectate the sacrifice?” ' “While she lived, yes, mndame. Or so they say, Unfortunately, she died.” “This: that T refuse | “And then—?" | #0 away while you are our “So tar an is known the converted! monsicur. Somebody must jenemy to society did not backslide you and see that you come jthe Lo Wolf never prowled|no harm.” again.” | “But madame— | “An extraordinary story.” | “No: I am quite renolved. Mon- |. “But ts not every story that has) slour has too rare a genius for Ket to do with the workings of the hu-| ting in the way of danger I shall The sleekly colt. | No: was of one some I say 1 will strong unother uu will bo enough to leave us within week," “What has that to do did she How ro- | ely to guest, wateh to posi over No | sidered ar Geattl * & OF * By Ma Li “AND AFTER THE STOKM / take the story away from Caro: | line at this point, she might leave out some of its very best places. It took many questions on the part of who had come with the kiddies, to get It all, and Mrs, Gillispi's daughter, | Mra. Carter, had to fill in quite a} bit it quite it} should be. You this starting out the second time to be a pioneer, and like Elijah in the | Bible, when she got up on the mountain she was afraid of the fire and the water and the storm and she thought God had forgotten about her and Billy and Sister Maggie But one moonlight night, Just two weeks after she had reached Kittitas (where Ellenabur ow) she quite sure that a his heaven, all's right with world.” Mr. Decker, Maggte’s husband, bought out an old Frenchman, who had built a good strong cabin and they moved right in and be gan to live. Caroline was a lovely girl of 16 at the time, with lots of Mght brown hair, with golden lights in it, a clear skin and a merry heart; mother-dear, to make as see, Caroline was little th a! Imost | WOOLDNT BE S' BAD ¥ IT WIUNT FOR EXAMINATIONS= GEEWZ2!! HELLO’ DANNY ! Come ON WERE GOING OVER'TO a * nel bel C a oe have Ce vage 194 A STILL, SMALL VOICE” (Chapter 6) Perhaps it is just as well to) a very nice sort of little person where there were two babies and ne: Splawer, who Thorpe, house, Beckers arrived. strangers in Becker whet opened or the still, who is for laughed and But campaign, of tt John in burg had a real “* | a delicate mother. Neighbors were few and widely tered; the nearest the post; on teyond him was old man who lived in a big log And across the river and not very far away were young John Gillispi and his father, bare ly settled on their claim when the ran the iste the she (To Be Continued) _ ee was Jack trading People were quick to welcome pioneer without much waiting, this lovely moonlight evening, came a-knockin at the door, and the helpful young days, #0 Gilispis r of Mra. door, and— r you call it the whisper of Cupid, the little heather love god small voice of love, the minute young John get eyes upon Caroline he heard the love call in his heart line was either shy or opened *, and helped play hostess, and chatte steady a pulse as if young John had been the age of his father. planned ¢ and the danc ‘That dancet ensburg, even before Ellens- God, the with as a regular was a he first convalescence at the Cha Montalais one of the most} gt of human estates, and! counted the cost of admission ther unto by no means dear; and with all his grousing «in respect of which} he was conscientious, holding it at a duty and a perqjuisite of his! was at heart in no! r to be discharged as teau de once disability) he haste whate catered to, steps of Eve de Tr last pnough by lacked company when B duties of her lorn, Madame ¢ a flattering far and listen for the Montalais and the accents of her delightful voice. he half, heard sun, in the 8 busy with the petty and Sovenie had taken | to him, day y foot. | often | not he seldom long hours left him| and fre-| BY ALLMAN rr AW-1 CAN'T FOOL AROUND WITH YOU LITTLE KIDS - I°VE GOT To GO TO SCHOOL! POP, WHEN PEOPLE Go TT HEANEN Do WEY GET 7VERETT TRUE ‘To BE ANGELS BGT AWAY OR Do THEY WAFTA PASS A LOT OF A ? | % AM APPROACHING You, MR. TRYE, IN THE INTGREST OF A FUN& LOOKING To Tho ERECTION OF A MONUMENT To THO MGMORY OUR LATS DEPARTED INFLYENTIAW CITIZGN, MR, GoTRoeK Po Yov. WHAT CONTRIBUTE Se Peec _YoutcoucP, i WELL, WAGN HE BUSINGss & BROKE ijover HIS HEAD AT VARIOUS TIMG tL FEGC THAT THAT'S CGNOUSH i HOWGVGR, L WILL Say CONTRIBUTION « and generation, mind still active as well as with a and better in | formed on the affairs of today than that of many a Parisienne of the | haute monde and half her age. During the first bedridden week, Georges d@’Aubrac visited Duchemin at least once each day to compare inefficiency of the local gendar- |round the subject for da wounds and opinions concerning the| AS ALIVE AND ry THREE UNBRGLLAS Ss, AND cea trail of a bank messenger a of stealing bonds, A decent, likable vhap, _ this d@Aubrac, as reticent as any Eng- lishman concerning his part in the great . Duchemin had to talk before @Aubrac confessed that his record in the French air service had won Pat SERS EE A RE TD What one of us has not| not leave the chateau before you| whole and hale, ‘The plain truth is,| quently came to gossip beside his him a story quite asido, So I sball set this day week) the man malingered shamelossly|bed or chair, He found her tre-|nothing toward laying by the heels Hiven you |tor the date of my Journey Jand even took a certain pride jn|mendously entertaining, endowed as|the authors of the attacks on and was nigh to choking him. He |and you're going back to earth with| “Monsieur deeeives himself. I am) |the low cunning which enabled him| she was with an excellent and well:|d'Aubrac and Duchemin, but (for in wenkly: |me right away.” simply—what you, see.” |to pose on as the impatient patient! stored memory, a gift of caustic|all Duchemin can say to the con- | (To “But what I see Ix not simple, was so very Well content| characterization pretty taste] trary) is stil following “clues” with x Blind Man's Buff j when he and a icky bird sat on « juniper tree, | (Copyeigi complex and intriguing beyond merie, For that bedy accomplished! him the title of ace; and this only | when Duchemin found out that |d'Aubrac was at present, in his civ. jillian capacity, managing director of an establishment manufacturing alte — planes, & (Continued Tomorrow) “Bing it again!’ |waid the owner of the stern voice. “I! man soul? Light Fingers had to obey, altho|run the apple-tree elevator up into) buried in the hand on his collar hadn't loosen-|the sky. This in it we are in now, | strange? but ex se Continued) a2, by Beattle Stary In short, Monsicur Duchumin con-|to take bis ease, be waited on and|in the scandal of her bygone day| the fruitless diligenc by ? 1 gence of so many