The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 10, 1922, Page 11

# REsneregs tinged From Yesterday) veay-eeeing that this assagsina am guiitiess of the T myself am charged But you wh were a friend to de Lorgnes the facta, and po eemmunicating them to the Prefec Chance when he mace tion: he knew very well Liane De Jorme would not go to the poles, “That for the Prefecture” “fT agree with mademolselle she mused Dittertr—“tt on! the name of that feur?* know one of the many names doubtless employed by the assassin.” “And you hesitate to tell mem “Why should I? No, but an ef: fort of memory ” Lanyard meas ured a silence, seeming lost tn thought, in reality timing the blow : | "So earty! hing hinders your | thinking oft this sugges. | “Tave more champagne and— She| really must «0, en-)@ remnant of sobriety, }leok with which she cot (Con! By. r than dedigate the tight fo won, before #he had time mainder of my days to seeing the) to mature her plans with respect to Pat thru prison dare? I should) him, Liane Delorme pulled herself together, “Go home?" she protested with a crime with which | vivacity so forced it drew a curious stare even from the empty Le Brun. My dear! what are you “T've been on the go all day e Tho I will confess it/long,” Athenats explained sweetly; ‘ane be aractous of you to keep| “and now I've got nothing left to my name out of the affair” keep up on.” But Lanyard was not dicing with] “Zut!™ the Delorme — tnasisted. “Thank you, no, dearest, My head fe swimming with it already, Surely you don't clicked & fingernail against her mind? } teeth. “What does it know? What| But Liane id mind, and the wine does it do when it knows anything?"/ehe had drunk had left her onty not enough tor food control of her temper. y ind? she echoed rud “why saie| should I mind whether y got It's your affair, not mine.” She made a scornful mouth; and the yard and Athen in itself almost actionable, me,” she pursued with shrill wi vacity—"I shan't go yet, I'm not drunk enough by half. champagne, Fred—this to Le Brun &s she turned a gleaming shoulder to the others—"quantities of {t—and in Innuendo was and preparing to note tts effect.| tell Chu-chu to bring Angele over, Then, snapping his flagers aa one|and Constance and Victor, too. who says: I have ! “Albert Du.| Thanks to the good 4, they at pont,” he announced abruptly least know they are aliver", Unquestionably the name meant pa nothing to the woman. She curled a lp: “But that is y hame™ ‘Then thoughtfully: “You heard hts companion of the cafe call him mademoisalia. But I recog: nized the animal as Albert Dupont when he boarded the train at Combe-Redonde that morning and, unnoticed by him, traveled with him “I believe it well.” “When had you known him? “First when I fought with him at Montpellierte-Vieux, later when he sought to do me fn on the out- skirts of Nant. He was the fugitive I might aut i, it the sidelong glimmer bin, dark with an i ; : | y 4 i i i i iY “Tet il tl BU TEM is { i | 3 # ge gf i | te ii f ig? HH 3 af a i E79 9E £8 Fo E & Re i i ga it Fi ge & $ one knew: that knowing more Bat be was't i i z ing claim upon forth she might Diease, and take me home! I've danced till I'm ready to ¢rop.” chauffeur of the Chateau de Mon-| xv. Adicu Ever since the fall of eventos, whose clear gioaming had seemed to promise a fair night of moon- light, the ekies had been thickening siowly over Parts, While still at the Ambassadours Lanyard had no- toed that the moon was blotted out. By midnight its paling diak had be come totally eclipsed, the clouds hung low over the city, a dense blanket [mprisoning heat which was oppressive even in the epen and stifing fm the flventilated ree taurants, neaux looked out upon a pave like & river of jet ribboned with gently slowing lights and running between the low banks of sidewalks no less way, while the driver acknowledged the signal only with Jeers and dis it i LED Ha iad Due i to the nag (which sagely paid to him whatsoever) and change his mind Even then he grumbled the place by her ‘was as dark and its gloomy walls the “Ho! What do I see?” cried the Gren Wizard, woking down from the treetops. A minute before Nancy and Nick had been rolling along as comfy as the footman on Cinderella's coach in Plain view of everybody, but now “Hopping Goldfish and Swimming Grasshoppers,” cried the Green Wizard. rel of fog out of the sky so he can catch the Twins. Hark, I believe I hear him coming. Yes, sir, I cer- tainly do. I must be quick.” The Green Wizard went first to the birds. He knocked on every- body's front door in Whispering Forest and O14 Orchard and Bright there wgsn't a thing to be seen but | Meadow and told each one the trou & thick White fog that covered every- a “Hopping goldfish and swimming SPasshoppers!’ cried the Green Wiz- rd, shading his eyes and looking Rarder than ever. “1 mean ‘switm- ming oldhoppers and hopping §rasshfishes'—no, I mean, oh good- Beas! I don't know what I mean. I'm completely flabbergasted. Now Where did that fog come from and Who went 117” Buddenly the Green Wizard Muensed the truth. He guessed wicky Mttle Light Fingers was at the bot tom of the trouble. Now I know exactly what hap- pened,” wala he. “Light Fingers {# gull trying to steal the automobile I made for the Fairy Queen and he PAO tumped the weatierman’s bam! (Copyright, 103% by, Seattle Stay more than & child, trying to sommit frie ble. Instantly Chris Crow, Bill Black- bird, Sally Sparrow, Oliver Oriole, Oncar Owl, Casper Cathird, Theodora Thursh, Fanny YVilcker, Belinda Bluebird, Bobbie Robin, Wilhelmina Wren, Harry Humming-Bird ang lots of others flew to the place the fog was and began to flap their wings. Next the Green Wizard went to the butterflies. Soon Sis Silverspot and Sammy Skipper and Dave Dusky-Wing and Polly Painted-Lady and all the other butterflies flew off to help. Such flapping of wings as there want They blew the fox awny and the ‘Twins continued their journey, (fo Be Continued) obliged to let Lanyard out of her! * a od Lan | “But| Get more} y street in a deserted vil-| Z| YeH, MISS CHURCH WIS 1S A GENUINE BALL FROM “IH’ WORLD SERIES THAT ‘Rage’ RUTH HT He POPPED A Foul | AN' TT SPREAD on MY HEAD = Y'cAN i STILL SEE “TH’ BUMP WHERE Mr A ROMPED on | | MERCY = {PEED So! DIDNT L au pion He we HAD “reLL You APOLOGIZE No RIGHT He'D WAR THE SEATTLE STAR EVERYBODY You prowl RETURN WiS BALL! BY AHERN Tom Wasn't | FOR “WE GETTING “UL TELL! miserier Hel | Teaming || EAR ABOUT |/ noc cer Wry You ~ rr? @ WOW Hey CALLA tr Wourd Well PLAY A Mock SERVE HIM WAMMER On) OC "i WELL iF “MAT BUMP BALL” WHE ¥ Look HERE SIMON SOME THINGS GOT To BE DONE WHY JUST YESTERDAY! WAS HIT BYA BICYCLE BLOWERS, Lo - AUNT SARAH PEABODY CALLS ON MAYOR SIMON DoouITTLE = To GET HIS HELP IN RIDDING THE TOWN OF, = LAWLESSNESS, NOW THAT MARSHAL — CTEY WALKER SEEMS UNABLE TO COPE WITH IT. £e> Fooled % a Bit | halting clatter of hoofs empty echoes that rang in | Beart like a refrain from some oid song. To that very tune had the struck ‘Athenaig to|@2yY World gone about ite affairs in| place in the o lyounger years, when the Lone Wolf was « living fact and not fading memory in the minds of men mented Athenalg Reneaux lightly. “Beware! Sentimentaliste come al ways to some sad end.” “One has found that trua... But you are young to know it, Athenaia,” “A woman is never r & certain age—save when she loves, my friend.” “That, too, Ie true. But still you are overyoung to have learned It.” “One learns life's lessons not in any fixed and predetermined order, Paul, with no sort of sequence what- lever, but as and when Life chooses to teach them.” “Quel dommage™” Tanyard mur mured, and subsided inte another silence. The girl grew restive. “But tell me, my dear Don Juan,” she pro- tested: “Do all your conquests af. fect you in this morbid fashion?” “Conquests?” “You seemed to get on very well with Liane Delorme.” “Pardon. If I am sentimental, it is because old memortes have been| awakened tonight, memories of for- felt days when one thought well of oneself, here in Paris.” “Daya in which, no doubt, Liane played ® part?” “A very minor Tole, Athenals.. . But are you doing me the honor to be jealous?” “Perhaps, petit Monsieur Paul In the broken Might of passing lamps her quiet smile was as fileg- ible as her shadowed eyes. After a moment Lanyard laughed @ little, caught up her hand, patted it indulgentiy, and with gentle dect- sion replaced it in her lap, “It ian’t fair, my dear, to be put ting foolish notions into elderty heads merely because you know you jean do it. Show a little respect for |my «ray hairs, of which there are far too many.” “They'ro most heooming,” enid Athenais Rensaux demurely. “But |tell me about Liane, if it tem’'t a secret.” | "Oh! that was eo long ago and such a trifling thing, one wonders at re |membering it at all, ... 1 hap pened, er @ habit of mine, I'm afraid. And #0 I Glscovered, in another man’s apartment, & young woman, hardly Lanyards! one night, to be where I/ happen to know that England made had no right to be. That was rath-|the atrongest representations to the |mutci@e, You may believe I put «| stop to thet,» .. Later, for tn those days I had some little influ-| enoe in certain quarters, I got ber) horus at the Varietes. She made up a name for the stage: Liane Delorme, And that is all You see, it was very stmple” “And she waa grateful?” “Not oppresstvely, She was quite normal about ft all” “gtill, she has not forgotten.” “But remind yourself that the) chemistry of years is such that to-/ evitably @ sense of obligation in due! course turns into @ grudge, It is! true, Liane has not forgotten, bu I am by no means sure she ha: forgiven me for saving her to life. “There may be something in that, seeing what she has made of he: life.” | “Now there ie where you can in-/ struct me I have been long fn exile.” “But you know how Liane grad.) uated from the chorus of the Varl-| etes, decane first .« principal there, | then the rage of all the music balls with her way of singing rhymed in- decencies.” “One has heard something of that.” “On the peak of her success she retired, saying she had worked long enough, made. enough money, That, too, knows itself, But Liane retired only from the stage... You un-| derstand?” “Perfectly.” “She continued to make many Gear friends, some of them among the greatest personages of Europe. So that gradually she became what she is today,” Athenals Reneaux pronounced soberly;* as I think, the most dangerous woman on the Con- tinent.” “How—'dangeroum T” “Covetous, grasping, utterly un- scrupulous end corrupt, and weirdly ful. Bhe has @ strange influ- in the highest places.” lackmatl?” “God knows! It was, at all eventa, strong enough to save her from be- ing shot during the war. I was as signed to watch her then. There ‘was a suspicion in England that she was in communication with the ene-| her my. I found it to be quite true. She! they knew Bolo Pasha intimately, Catl- laux, too, Other women, many of them, fled the country, or went to St. Lazare for the duration of the war, or faced firing squads at dawn for doing infinitely less than she did to betray France and her allies; but Liane Delorme got off scot-free. 1 times think these had suffered #0 here), No, indew4. they were. very do that, if not ory. « French government about her, 1 know personally of two young French officers who had been on dignation. many dangers, and " much that whatever came to them after they reached Sound country seemed leevenly good by comparison. “Did they give up because their hard-earned school house burned, and with all tts costly booke? (for all baoks cost absurdly on account of the difficulty of getting them “De you know,” Mrs. Wilt said, Nfting her chin tn « little proud manner of remembering, “I some pioneer fathers and mothers of ours were the bap. plest people in the world. Noth- ing seemed hard to them, nothing broke thetr courage, I think they much, met #0 endured #0 the Early the next morning father was off to Stella coom to buy more books and we were put to studying when he re turned, and almost before we kcnew it the school was rebullt and wo went on as before. “Often we heard Indians sing: ing on the trail, wild, trange And we would wong, hide behind the tree trunks till they were eafely past. They were stil] singing their war songs and we had @ real enough terror of what Indian war meant, with all the horrors of the ome so shortly past, in our minds, Oooo eee shot themastves, one dramatically on And why did in remorse for betraying to her secrets which after yards somehow found their way to the enemy?.. . But nothing was ever done about ft, she was never in the loast molested, and nightly you might seo her at Maxtm’s or L'Abbaye, mak- ing love to officers, while at the front men were being slaughtered by the hundreds, thanks to her treach- . Ah, monsieur, I tell you I know that woman too welll” The girl's voice quavered with tn- swith Liane, and who | ‘so that wae how you eame teland Jane found other things ih kik Hs SANT NHS WANTS TO ses “Cov ON A BUSINGSS Matxee. after we had gone into the new school, Mr. Meeker had gone home for his own luncheon, and we hed taken our pails and start- ed down the traf] to eat ours in the woods, “I was tn front and we were go- tng gally along when right in the path I heard a horrible sound, and @ sickening sight met my eyo, “A great big bear haf caught a pig and was proceeding to make a meal off him. The poor pig was squealing and struggling, but he hadn't a ghost of a show, “IT can just remember how sick I felt, and how careful we were to put ourselves Letween the littlest | children and push them before us down the trail, Running and squealing and- gasping we reached the schoolhouse. “I remember, too, how we lock- e4 the door, and closed and fasten- ed the windows, and waited in a perfect panic of fear until Mr. Meeker came back. “‘Humph? was afl be said, “That bear didn’t want you. He wanted the pig.’ “By tho way, that bear was just about where you are sitting this minute, David. “Well, then, we come te the move to Feattlo.” (To Be Continned) NS . rage Seated & . Mm N L— To Técu vu THINK OF Yous ‘You'Re BeBe: 3 THEN YoU DIDN'T WANT TO SOE NE ON BUsiness APtSa Aw! IF js To Se A SocaGLE MNT LET'S MAKE tv SNAPPY bt know her,” Lanyard commented as/think about . .. God knows what if he had found nothing else of in-|other mischief to do in time ef] As the hansom swung round the peace’ dark pile of the Trinite, Lanyard had terest. “I wondered ,..” ” “You: we were bosom friends—al-| “7 think,” Lanyard suggested, re-/for the third timo twisted round in most—for a time, It wasn’t nice|osiiing that conversation in the| his seat, to peep back up the rue Pigalle thru the little window in the rear, “As I thought!" He let the leather flap fall over the peep-hole and sat. back. ‘“Iiane doesn’t trust me,” he sighod, disconsolate, “We are followed?" “By a motorcar of some fort, creeping along without lights, prob ably one of the private cars that werg waiting when we came out.” ‘ “oan {10 Be Comte but the Job had to be done. Then| grand salon of the Chateau de Mon- Liane grew suspicious, and our talais, “you had better look to your- friendship cooled. One night I had| self, Athenais, as far as Liane is con- a marrow escape from some Apaches, | cerned, after tonight, She only need. I recognized Liane’s hand in that.|/ed to see you with me to have con- Sho was afraid I knew something. | firmed any suspicions she may pre- 80 I did, But she didn’t dream how} viously have had concerning your much I know. If she had thers would | relations with the B. 8. 8.” have been a seoond attempt of that} “I will remember that," the girt sort minus the escape. Then the|said calmiy. “Many thanks, dear armistice came to cool our passions, | friend. .. . But what ts It you are doing all the time? What Je it you