The Seattle Star Newspaper, December 11, 1922, Page 11

. | MONDAY, DECEMBER 11, 1922 THE SEATTLE STAR PAGE 24 OUR BOARDING HOUSE : BY AHERN | THE OLI) HOME TOWN BY STANLEY SHIPPING CLERK} LAST WEEK I GENT OVER & SET OF PAJAMAS WITH MY Peerenerescan ABTA M.Jonquelle \ by Metviiir Davisson Post @ 1000 NEA Service. Inc THE GREAT CIPHER (Continued From Page [deen an exquisite devil's guard found some ovidences of the | those; the little wolftaced Apache he Was after, Hut Bis journal Leturo, the Finn sailor, and the not have been the truth. The | Amertoan beachooniber they calle: gman Who wrote the closing pages of | Capt. Dix 7 journal must have been mad") “The Apache was the one who Fhe rrenchinan repiied with me / came in with the journal He avust hangs ip his rolos, | have been, after all, what you would i “Bxceliency.” be said, “the man call the ‘best man’ of the three. whe Wrote the closings pages of that Nevertheless it was these three hel! was not only sot mad, but binds who came out alive with Chau was oo clever that I Dave Bever/vannes, And what he had to say qeseei to admire him. He was In & about them is on every page of the Qeaperate position, from which he journal Me must have changed hin well, there was Go| mind very shortly after they joined and he undertook to do @/ him, because the first impressions he thing that not only required the soundest intelligence, but It also re- quired & degree of clevernoss that has Bot been equaled by anybody 1 feel that I ought to stand and whenever I think about Chauvannes~ ‘There was a sound in the dark ness a of obe drawing one's dedy @wittly together in a chair. There fae & sort of booming tn tho Dig WASHING MACHINE © THAT Law MOWER Nou'RE USING Now PUTS AN EDGE ON MY COLLARS Go I CAN MB MY WAI WET "eM! SS EEE Le what was after, He used .. Waal. He bad the cle > to a post civilization of an immense > 986 & the arcet wilderness of Cen fuel Africn, a little north of the Cong.” ‘He continued to speak tf his strong, fifm votes * “| wee not surprised that Chau Vannes found some evidences of th | thing be was looking for, Me was a first-Clase archadologist. He knew S ail about everything of the sort that o | | had been uncovered. And he was a! -They must have deen an ewqutestte| | goed, sil-round explorer, none bet-| devil's guard—thene threa.” | 1¢ there was any man in the! | world who could have gone from the | wrote down, which were probably | Gongo across the old trail of the) what our own would have been, > tory raiders, northeast to the Al.| were afterward scratched out We bert Nyanza, !t was Chauvannes 1/ might have believed that someone can believe that Chauvannes went | cle made these erasutes but for the there, and that he found the evi-/| fact that the Journal from this time | | dences of the things he was looking|on never falls to speak of these But the journal that the aur.) three men tn the hi terma Thetr | vivor of the expedition brought in| tireleasnenss, thelr could not be true. Chauvannes was| age, their devotion to uu vant ) tnsane when be wrote it—if the ex-| the one note that continues thru this [ cerpts I saw of it Were not colored.” | Journal to the end. | ; Monsieut Jonquelle replied in the! “Of course, one could say that as game even voice’ | these men had to depend on Chau- “Our government, Excellency,” he | vannes to bring them out, the pree- abl, “was precisely of your opinion, | the journal finally came tn. thought Chauvannes was mad the end he thought WHEN MARSHAL. OTEY WALKER WENT To RELEASE THE TWO TRAMPS WHO ARE EATING THE TOWN INTO DEBT OTEY FOUND HE COULD NOT UNLOCK THE RUSTY OLD JAIL Lock AW, SME CANT DANCE = GEE WHIZZ T wu Tete BY CONDO | OUT OUR WAY say, AY FRown, r byte CSCIIING OV mie Loar OF Se8em@ md z th Hid ¢ach of them perfectly. He tly speaks of in| the succens of his great to an ever appeared. One can accurate conception of the Apache happened to the other | Leture. He thought this desperate — thing, doubtless, that | human creature was what you would Hi i i \ e 5 22 ff that Monsteur Jon-~ | right. seemed to have | thinking about the journal himself to listen. He was| “And I saw something ¢le and Monsieur Jonquelle went/saw that Chauvannes realised his own situation pretty early tn the men, who were the only | march of eventa He knew what he alive with Chauvannes when | wha gotng Into. And he knew where reached the Iturt on the|the thing would lead He realimd of the 17th of December, | it a long way ahead, This fact, as I have been three of the most| have said, was one of the conapicn- adventurers in the world. | ous features of the journal. 1 sup- evidently broken men at| pose one, tn an inciptent madness, might realize all the accurate fee- thing on « last chanen, or |tures of the «ttuation that fay about |*rty: Dg have joined Chau-| Chatrvannes, and before him, as, he ¥ were not men he we-| did; but I doubt it, 1 think only a ess0 ever would have selact- | man sound and sane could have ty «| Movies Prof r his character. ‘They sem | it with the certainty that Chanvannes| Latest in Germany | followed him in and to have | enw it, and at the distance beyond J ARLIN, Deo 11-—Moving plstures annexed themselves to his he event. Onty the soundest intettt- | 2 | ur H ¢ j F Hi of their tether, willing to t i Ay ny | British Are Still | Giving Out Medals LONDON, Deo. 11-—At the present rate of isnua it will take two years to had started eut of the gate to school, #0 glad, #6 gly arid fo littl, An4 the high school days—thore madly happy days. She remembered them all, even the aay ‘the came back and walked up the path carry ing @ sorry little satchel, with her another letter from Marty, “Fiddlesticks! went the “Ma says I've learned to play Plano perfectly now aad bought me a fiddle. Ite hat@er learn than the other, Do you THREE Usually the kiddies think they “Mrs. Calhoun packed # lunch, are lucky to get one person to| gathered up « few extra wraps tell them ® story, but when the| for the children, for the wind was THE ONE-MAN WOMAN BY RUTH AGNES ABELING etd mee hed uidad! nt ya oe Pia goztong . a | few aoe Thon = gh of her first Sauer oeee oom among the indians was told,| spirits ans went well until we 2 4 summer the city. Bhe had come zard meade tere was Mrs, Herritt, who re-| got around toward Duguala bay. | CHAP. 1—LIFE NOW HOLDS ONLY MEMORIES FOR back then-—back home, where there ee eet ae : j fiddle and sent it over with the ‘ KATE WARD was alr to breatim and folk to BY RUTH AGNES ABELING The taxt was waiting. Mta ‘Wart | “Wer mother ftood in the door that | There were no tears. There was;nettied in the corner of the vehicls. | noon, Z |no regretting. There waa no trying| ‘The station was easily @ mile dis! “What, you back?’ she sald, to drag back his soul—to keep it/tant. Then there was an allnight} ‘That was 12 years ago. membered about it as a jittis mri “A high wind struck us there, Of four or five. And there waa} and besides, I saw that the tide Mrs, Calhoun, who remembered} was going out fast and it was about tt as a mother who must| nearly night. I rowed with all take care of her little ones, and| my might against wind and tide Twins who gave ft to Marty. r “T hope he's satisfied now" aii the Wizard, But mind you he scon redetved & third lett houn, Tom Calhoun’ acticing. Would you kindly, send; As Mrs. Mifk was out marketing, Wited us to bring our children and “Then his face lighted up, and mn Me & Magical piano #o that when I|she never knew the difference. learth bound. ride. Kate there % | for the nearest shore, which, as wondered vaguély, half fear . ‘ tie nen who bed! a lush wedld. have i was An | “(hoo4-bye?’ It was her one word to| She wondered wht the littié town | fully, whi Way ‘ahead of her now. bought me a saxophone. iS us he mother, as well| yoaian village on Fidalgo island, | bim departing; one gently spoken | would look like when she reich Be Continued) pléase send me & mngical babies. And each had| “We were a bit afraid of the In- | word. Then she turned back to the/ed It. (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) Tl never learn to play this Rome special thing which he or| diane, and I knew well how little |/ world with tts trunks to pack, it] ‘The little green station—ahe ne |e ~ t So a magical saxophone he got. she remembered bent they iiked having white men dome | food to buy, and tts itving to make. | nembered almost every initial cut in CASTO R IA But that waab's tne ant When this story happened to this, thelr island home. But Dan Ward was dead. its door frames. And the streete— Marty had a flute and a banjo am@ FR vappened the) them was nothing else for it. | It was like Kate Ward to clone the | wide, shady streets, with trees and For Infants and Childrén three kinds of drums, and @ cello fami}; been living more than “Leaving my wife and the chil- book, stlentty, tearlessly and go buck | grasses and friendly dogs trotting : a bass viol and a harp before he ® year on Whidby iwiand. Mr.| dren on the beach, I walked up | to iife without any rebellion at the | leisurely, In USE For OVER 30 YEARS Sit aaktae ‘fee Mena Bee a Calhoun started toward the door of @ fairly good. increase in ita complexities. ~ And then, back ther, way over at | Always bears time the nice, kind wizard ig 12 GR © Whiteher: boa: (natie| OOMINs hati I hades gone mr fhe mig bars wishes for a sie. at Geocal aie kee ee ie Lilian at A pied ; when I met an Indian, told bim 7 ment am she turned away from the} which wound out toward the ce Signature * At last came this letter: lar ship's boat) and we| of our plight, and asked him ff | wound of loose sod that, for her, life|tery, was the little house! Ah, sperthtoneme ——nwwenwvnntene | The Green Wizard felt sorry for Marty and made him a| “Dear Mr. Green Wizan, please made our preparations for a trip we might stay the night in bis | would hold no more tomorrow iiitfe hoveet Re igi ee nidé little piano. #orid me @ magical pipe-organ. That's Ro the Izetts on une. But the tomorrows were elung rectionataly, - ad ma's latest. Marty.” “Cewe tim other wide of «Hy noowled darkly and Kid, | They must be lived, small, friendly panes, Mi digpe ull | Marty Mink wrote te the Green nee Ler & or vite way | “Better go back to your of Nd. There was to be a] ‘Where come trom? I told him ‘And, more than that, she has hed|behind which white curtains flut- aye hart ged Witara for a magical pigno. Oo weed each it was fl om busy," answered the Wi Pourth of July osisbration at the) Whiaby tiiand. ‘What name te? T i6, nour of paradine. Together they | tered. A roof, low and sloping, which Petre nf “1 do get 0 sick!’ said he, “of |iched the Twins delivered st and took | j ia the ‘Twine took it over at enem Haller piace, and Mra, teott tn.| 2% a*e4 next. I replied, ‘Cal- 7 haa found tt. What if she did have |held close communion with fragrant by All hurrying home from school to do my ol je away. {To Boe Continued 3 \\ (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Stam to grope back alonet One can't ask | branches of two giant pines, A lit- " too much of life, tle fence with @ gate, which Invited. TNUR! te ye thern. he said, ‘Me long time know you Kate Ward busied herself with her| As the train rumbled thru the — touch it, it will play itself?” “Won't she be surprised when she] CONSTANTINOPLE, Dea 4 lige see tive years Bow, ey, It you ean stay In In: F trunk and grips. There wasn't much | night, Kno Wert, awake, sta: céjp_a_o->p2>’]?7?Y>}"[7+Y*.2->-”-—--=— |, The Green Wizard felt sorry for}hears Marty playing so well! | Word has been received here of , and Sem two and a} jin house!” to pack. And with his fittul galll-|into the ness of the ow (0) ty and made him a nice little | laughed Nancy. chtl¢ren in the Armentan_ the time (To Be Continued) ‘vanting thru fife her husband had |area of her berth went back over the )P P ORTUN eg plano exactly like his old one, only| But what do you think! In ‘less}rivan are dying by the huné that it bad magical white keys and (than @ week the Given Wisard had etarvation, left no cause for kegel provedure, wen years, She remembered the day she § T A B WaNt ITY abe