The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 9, 1923, Page 11

(Continued from Yesterday) Mostly the wild things showed little fear or understanding of the two hu- mana The grouse relied on thetr protective coloration, just as when menaced by the beasts of prey. An otter, rarely, Indeed, seen tn daylight, hovered a moment beside a little stream to consider them; and a coyote, greatest of all cowards, iin gered tn thetr trail until they were within 50 feet of his gray form, then trotted shyly away “We won't starve for meat, that's certain.” Ben informed her, Hi yolce was subdued; he had fallen naturally into the mood of quietness that dwells ever in the primeval_for- ent Recaune the trail seemed to be lead. OF —.| SPRUCE ON -Litthe Brown & Company & clean floor of sand—a roomy place, end yet a perfect stronghold against either mortal enemies or the powers of wind and rain, “It's home,” the man sald simply. XxXVI | Ben and Beatrice back to the canoe, and in two tripa| they carried the supplies to the cava | By instinct @ housekeeper, Beatrice | showed him where to stow the v ous supplies, what part of the cave was to be used for provisions, where thetr cots would be laid, and whe to erect the cooking rack, Shado' had fatien over the land before they finished the work | Tired from the hard tramp, yet jeustained by @ vague excitement went together | OUR BOARDING HOl 7 ov sai KID THERE WAS A WARD SNORTING FIGT PEDDLER NAMED “THUMPING "Tom" WERE LaeT NIGHT THAT HAD WIS KNUCKLES OILED UP FOR You | = 4 TD = Mu /SE OW, WAG “THAT BGG- PLANT Here 2 « I'M GORRY I WASN'T IN OR STAMP l~« T GUESS ALL “W WoURANCE CcomPANies Down, Go He Doesi{T ‘CARE HOW HE DIES, EH? ha TLL PETRIFVTMAT HAM —/] “TO PASS OFF FoR THE SEATTLE STAR BY AHERN WA-HAs YES He WILL TRY ThumPne TOM" WILL PoP HIM GO SILLY He'LL BE TRYING “To PLANT SEEDS To RAGE WHIFFLE ’ A CANCELLED THAT STA TURNED Him (re) A-GTATUG ! « THE OLD HOME TOWN et IF MY OL! EVER LEANED BACK IN THAT CHAIR, -<GooD BYE Cc BY STANLEY YOU SAY ITS AN ANTIQUE ing them too far from the water-| neither of them could name or trace, ways, they took a sie trail circling) they began to prepare for the night. Sbout a wooded hill Ever Ben/ pen cut boughs as before, placing studied the landmarks, looked care-| eatrice’s bed within the portals of fully down the draws and tried to/the cave and his own on the grass earn as much as possible of, the/outstde, He cut fuel and made his phy of the country; and Bea-/ tire: Heatrice prepared the evening trice understood his purpose with | meat N entire clearness, He wished to lo-| The fash of the cub-bear they had cate his camp so that tt would hare | procured that morning would have to every natural advantage and tnsur-| serve them tonight; but more de- fence against surprise attack. Hoe de- | Uctous meat could be procured tomor- + sired that every advantage of warfare|row, Ben knew that the white- be In his favor when finally he came to grips with Neilson and hts men ‘They crossed a low ridge, following @own another of the thousand creeks that water the northern lands In ® moment tt led them to a long, arrow lake, blue as a sapphire tn tts frame of dusky spruce. For a moment both of them halted on its bank, held by tts virgin beatty. Last tn the solitudes as tt was, per- Bape never before gazed upon by the yes of men, still It gave no impres- sion of Nleakness and stagnation Rather tt was a scene of scintillating Ufe, vivid past all expresston. Far ‘out of range on the oppostte shore a huge bull moose stood Itke a status | in black marble, gazing out over the shimmering expanse. Trout leaped, flashing silver, anywhere they might look; and a flock of loon shrieked demented erties from tts center. The burnished wines of a Mock of mat- maned carthou fed in the high park }lands. Beatrice made bisculte and | brewed tea: and they ate the almple food in the twilight, Already the darkness was pressing close upon them, tremulous, vaguely sinister, tn- scrutably mystertous, | They had talked gayty at first; but they grew silent as the fire burned |down to coals. A great preoccupa- tion seemed to hold them both. When one spoke the other started, and word | did not immediately come tn answer. Reatrice’s despair was not nearly #0 dominating tonight; and Ben har- | bored a secret excitement that was | almost happiness. Its source and ortein Ren could not |trace. Perhaps tt was fust relief that | the pertious Journey was over, The | strain of his hours at the paddle had been severe; but now they were safe upon the sustaining earth. Yet this fact alone could hardly have given lard flashed tn the air, startled by | him such a sense of seourtty—an tn- fome creeping hunter. | ner comfort new to his adventurous Slowty, delighted tn spite of them- | tite. elves by the lovely spot, they fol- the bank; and now Fen began to! Young World; yet he did not re- }ment that sparkled tn the red wine Hie had suddenty realtred that he|of his veins was not of the chase wonderfully fitted for| and death, and he had difficulty tn ‘bis permanent'camp. ‘The low ridge | linking !t up with the thoughts of Detween the Inke and the creek gave | his forthcoming vengeance. Rather & clear view of @ large part of the|!t was a mood that sprang from gurrofinding country. affording him | their surroundings here, thetr shelter @very chance of seeing his enemies |at the mouth of the cave He felt | The forest waa oppressive tonight, | 1 lowed along tts shore, They climbed/ tremulous with the passions of the|her lovely, deeply tanned face “It's before they saw him. If they came it, drew up with a gasp. stood at the edge of a little perhaps 20 yards across, lying the base of the cliff. The creek flowed thru it, the grass was green and rich, beloved by the antlered that came®to graze, the tall spruce shaded it on three sides. But | it was not these things that caught the girl's eye. Just at the edge of glade a dark hole yawned in the | face of the cliff. In an instant more they were be- side it, gazing into tts depths. It was @ natural cavern with rock walls and ' hi ——— * deeply at peace ‘The fire blazed warmly at the cav- ing where he chose on the trafl; but his master had found « cavern home. There was « strange and bridgeiess chasm between such breeds as roamed abroad and those that slept. night after night, in the <— of + | the same walls. “itp Se studying him with intent gaze. She looked away, embarrassed, and he spoke to put her at ease “You are perfectly comfortable, Beatrice T | | [he asked gently. “As good as I could expect—con- | sidering everything, I'm awfully re- Heved that we're off the water.” | “Of course.” He paused, looking away into the tremulous shadows s that all? Don't you feel some- thing else, too—a kind of satisfac- | tion?” The coals threw thetr lurid glow on! |for you to feel satisfaction, not me. | examine his surroundings with great/ spond to It as before The exctte.| You couldn't expect me to feet very | satisfied—taken from my home—aa| & hostage—in @ feud with my father, | But I think I know what you mean. | You mean—the comfort of the fire, and @ piace to stay.” | “That's it. Of course.” | “I feel it—but every human being | does who has a fire when this big,| Rorthern night comes down and takes | charge of things. It's just an to | “It's an interesting thought—that | perhaps the love of home s«prang from that hour.” “Quite possibly, Perhaps tt came . | and a place to fight for—and the fire is the symbol of It all. And the | beasts run in the forest and make « [new Inir every Thoughts of the stone age were wholly fitting In this stone-age for est, and Ben's fancy caught on fire quickly. “And perhaps, when the hatry men came to the caren to lve, He watched the girl's face, ruddy im the firelight, and it was increas- ingly hard to remember that she was of the enemy camp—the daughter of his arch foe. Tonight she was just & cornrade, a habitat of his own cave. For the first time «ince he had found Ezram’s body—so huddled and impotent in the dead leaves—he re- membered the solace of tobacco. He hunted thru his pockets, found his/ pipe and a single tin of the weed, and began to inhale the fragrant, peace-giving smoke. When he raised bel Cle vel Page 881 TWO OTHER BOYS (Chapter 2) “I don’t know,” Chambers said to his wife, “why that boy is so determined to go to the fort. There's absolutely no danger from our Indians around here. They're like naughty chil- dren, taking all sorts of little things from the house and garden. Hard to get them to work, and all that, but as for being dangerous, it's absurd to think of it.” But the Indian boy kept up his begging for permission, till finally he was allowed to go to the Hud- son's Bay fort at Nisqually. He was gone several days; then one Sunday evening he came in, looking startled and breathless. “You got to be careful,” he sald. “Rad Indians on theaide of moun- tains toward rising sun. Bad In- @ians in Whulge country. Andrew Chambers got \to watch, watch, watch wife and house. mas, Much kill. Much Andrew no trust.” burn. Mr. Chambers waa, of cours, @ good deal frightened, tut he thought tt wise not to let the boy nee it, for fear he might tell some of his own people, So -he Just mate light of it, and the Indian boy went away worried and ex cited, and afraid because cause he couldn't make “Andrew” realize how great the danger was. As he went out he «aid, “Bad Injuns coming. Bad Injuns com- TER end taken from the oven, Andrew ing. Indians he Bad Injuns coming,” and it rang a low warning bell in the ears of Andrew's wife. ‘This was in the autumn before the Indian war, The Indians act ed strangely everywhere. They | withdrew into their own huts or | tents, came less often to the homes of the settlers, rarely laughed, when before this they had laughed ike children, They slid thru the forests like brown woods ghosts, and when they must come into the white hom they slipped in soft as shado and were gone again, quickly a \they had come. While about their own campfires they talked and talked and talked in harsh gut~- turals. Late dne Sunday evening young John and his friend sat outside their cabin door, resting after the day's hard work. Not far away filckored the fires of the Indian tt didn't see the boys, for they we in the shadows, so he was not careful to lower his voice. Imagine yourself in their places —two boys alone, shut 6ff trom friends by the mile of forest and prairie, almost surrounded by a |tamp of savages, night falling And this what he w ying, In the Indian language, nich Was @% plain to the boys as 6 did John Chambers think he wa: ry 6 me the knife to kill him wit (Te be imued) in eyes again he found the girl nes — | they forgot their wild passions they knew on the open trafis—thetr blood. }lust and thetr wars among them. | salves—and began to be men Instead lof beasts.” Ben's voice had dropped |to an even, low marmur. “Perhaps | they got gentle, and the Brute died }im their bodies.” | “Yeu Perhaps then they began to be tamed.” The silence dropped about them, | netting slowly; and all except the largest heap of red coals burned down to gray ashes. The darkness pressed ever nearer. slender, brown arma tn. He got up, with goof manners; and he smiled, quietly and gently, into her rober, wistful face. “Sleep good,” he prayed. “You've got solid walls around you tonight—and some one on guard, too, Good night.” A Itke good wish wan on her lips, but she preaned tt back. She had al- most forgotten, for the moment, that this man was her abductor and her father’s enemy, She ventured tnto the darkness of the cave, Scratching m match Ren followed her, no that she could sea her way. For the instant the fireside was do- serted. And then both of them erew breathiens and alert as the brush cracked and rustled just beyond the) glowing coals. Some huge wilderness creature wan venturing toward them, at the edge of the iittle elas, (Continued Tomorrow) ONIONS | BY BERTHA F. SHAPLEIGH | Of Columbia University Usuntly onions are boiled to be served at dinner, and butter, anit, | pepper and, occasionally, cream | added. | Onions, baked, are very good, and a change from the botled ones. 12 medium-sized ontona tablespoons butter tablespoons lemon jutos tablespoons chopped parsley teaspoon salt teaspoon paprfica teaspoon sugar Peel and parboll ontons 10 min. utes. Mix butter, lemon juice, pars a PORTLAND STEAMS UP ON THUMPING “TOM” mmm DOINGS OF THE DUFFS EveRY BODY Wl uP! WE Movers ARE Here? DEAR. SIR: ; L Reap Your LeTree PurcsueDp TODAY IN THE NewPaPere IN WHICH You D3- CVS3ED SevEtAL IMPORTANT MATTGRS OF PUBLIC CONCERN. Youre COMAWICATION WAS FILLED WITH CHAQGMING FIZURES OF 3PEGCH NO VIVID FLASHES OF WITery IT MADE VERY Goop READInec. Yovas FRatSRNALY,) \ECyoRe tt TRUS. The «irl stretched her | | “I'm sleepy.” she ania. “I'm gotng P S:— IN weitine OPEN LetTeRs To THE PUBLIC, HOWGVGOR, MAKS THOM REALLY OPEN It DON’T HIDE ImMPoR WAN Facts BEHIND CLEVER BSMOKS SCREENS! THE AMOUNT OF TRUTH IN WHAT YOU WROTS THIS TIMG WAS ABOUT ONG HACE OF OWS PER CENT Ii THE ONE-MAN WOMAN BY RUTH AGNES ABELING CHAP. 27-—-“YES, I'LL CALL YOU JIM” BEGIN HERE TODAY KATH WARD, living with her father, JUSTIN PARSONS, has « visitor, CHINATOWN ALICH, who says Kate's dead husband, DAN WARD, w DOROTHY. 'A her father MONK, to @ lonely gully clous man: tage. Kate and he were sitting on the grass under the pines. Monk dozed at Kate's side. “But for this old boy IT suppose T might be in the bottom of that gully yet,” Tatham was thinking aloud. “Put for him,” echoed Kate, father of Allos’s child, ” K 4 where they find ‘Carried by thom ley and seasonings to a paste Piace onions in a baking dish and| divide the butter mixture, placing a | little on each onton. Add % cup water to dish and bake slowly for one hour. Keep dish covered until 10 minutes before onions are to be a “I wonder why it happened so?” ame 08 east, and remaining with (She anid. “Why your car had to spill a eA tod’ of his conve, {there and M@mk had to find you and nee, evidently is much attracted | everything? to Kat : “It happened for some reason,” GOON WITH THE STORY — |icato continued, after a pause.“ It was the third day of Jamos|think nothing ever happens without Latham’s stay at Justin Parsons’ cq ‘a reason, It is all to work out some to their home, he recovers, gives his nama as ‘ A STEADY STREAM OF VISITORS HAS CALLED AT ad AUNT SARAH PEABODYS COTTAGE To TRY OUT HER NEW REO PLUSH ROCKING CHAIR - AN OWL'S EYE VIEW OF THE DUFFS aT ELEVEN THIRTY PR IF 1 LET YOU WASH ‘OURSELVES FORJUST ONE WEEK, YOU COULD PLANT POTATOES IN HONEST MA, ILL WASH MY NECK AN BEHIN' MY EARS ‘N EVERTHIN’, GO6H IM OLD ‘NOUGH T' WASH MYSELF, AINT 1? SURE IAM! YOUR NECK OUCH? YouRE RUBBIN TH’ SKIN OFF 4? IX \ yy LA Ly “eS THE TORTURE CHAMBER plan arranged for each of us before | we're born.” Silence. Shadows were long on the grass. |Sounds of evening were in the air | At length young Latham spoke, | “I know why," hi ‘oles was low, throaty, beautiful. “I know why— s0 that I should have someone to call I y Fairt’ Kate looked at the youth. face was earnest. “You mustn't talk to mo—ttke that." It hurt to rebuke him even slightly. “But I can’t talk any other way— to you. I’ve known you for three days, and for three days I've adored you, It isn't a fleeting thing, Lady Fair, Jt's something that's root deep in’ me-—it was there from the very beginning, but I didn't know it, of course, until | saw you,” Kate felt panic! as she listened to the youth, She was three years His wondered, Was’ the whole founda. tion upon which she had built her older than he but he seemed so sure | life with Dan toppling? Was her of himself that he frightened her. | theory of one love all thru life, after Was she going to care for him? She all, only # theory which wasn't go- Nua SERVICE TRuilhang: ing to workout even in her case? That James Latham was to her she couldn't dgny, Could would he, give her the unshared which she now believed she never had from Dan? ‘There was trace of bitterness in her thought 6 Dan just then. And suddenly @ | mocking face of Alice took shape im her mental vision, “Lady Fair,” the words, in Latham’s voice, were @ cagess, | Kate trembled as the vision ¢ Alice stayed, The youth felt tremor in the fingers which he “Lady Fatr--my bed called me anything-—won't you Lady Fair? half frightened, im-—yes, yes, UH call you Jim? There was a ripple in Kat d as she spoke. Young Latham it for an emotion in which he concerned, Kate knew it was thing else. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1948, by Seattle Bi