The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 17, 1923, Page 11

(Continued From Yesterday) Unfortunately, the gun rarely loft Ris hands If Indeed she should at- tempt to seize It he would wrest it away from her before she could de- stroy or injure ft But ft was a hopeful fact that the rifle was use- less wit at tte shells! To procure these, However, present- ed an unsolvable problem. Any way she turned she found @ barrier, Ben| kept them in his shell belt, and he Wore the belt about his waist, waking | er sleepin, Only to procure it, run! ke a deer and hurl it Into the rapids of the Yuga—and her problem would be absolutely solved. Ben would be obliged to leave the cave home at once and return with her to the Yuga cabina, utilizing the few stores they had left for the journey—aimply be- cause to stay, unarmed, would moan | to die of starvation, Indeed the few! remaining supplies would not more than last them thru now, traveling early and late, so if the venture were to be attempted at all tt mi once, On the other hand and shells would enab! the two of them to remain tn the cavern indefi- nitely on a diet of meat alone. As she worked about the cavern ~OF—~ | bite OA -Little Bows & Ganpany would wage It by his own code. For a moment she stood almost without outward motion, intrigued by the possibilities of thts little hand ful of berries, She shuddered once, nervously, but there was no further impulse of remorse, Perhaps she trembled slightly; and her eyes were simply depthless shadows under her brows. They were so little, seemingly #0 inoffensive: these dark berries in the shadows of the covert. They were scarcely to be noticed twice, But not joven the savage grimly was of such might; storms or seas were not #0 deadly. There they were, incon spicuous among thetr sister plants, waiting for her hand. Tt was right that they should be black In color, ‘Their blackness waa as of a black night without « star shining thro-—a black cloud with never a rainbow to promise hope. She could not turn her eyes away! How Diack they were among the green leavos—lightless an death tteelf. A handful of them meant death her father had warned her about them long ago. But half a handful | —-perhaps a dozen of the sable berries tn the palm of her hand—what did DUDS! + L BOUGHT | | THE SEA OUR BOARDING HOUSE 7 wet, BROTHER — HOOT OWLS = SCRAPE YouR EYES OW MEW WIS GET OF DIGNITV WA-MA®* ALL You Nesp How 1S A MENU AN! A PLATTER © IF I'D A KNOWN Nou WERE GONNA BE AG STUPID AG WMIS WITH YouR MoWEY I'D A-TAKEN You 1d A SLY FRIEND OF ME AM! He'D A GOLD You A TAIDEM BIKE AN! A SNARE DRUM! THIS SPREAD WITH TH’ CHECK FoR FIFTY | CHEERS I GoT FROM MY UNCLE HUGO! WHAT'S “TH’ | | TTLE STAR BY AHERN Don'T LET em HAM You BUG « You PUT YouR MONEY IN AGoop MVESTMENT! + 1 CAN GET You A JOB RIGHT AWAY To GTRUT TWWSTREETS WITHA SIGN READING, “No METAL can “ToucH, You" ADVERTIGING ANEW PATENTED ffir KNIFE FoR {if CATING MAGHED | | (HOLD ER NEWT SHE AREARIN Oa ey C —J &Z ONAL AU atittHtti UUUUUL, 00000 Potatoes ! THE OLD HOME TOWN PAGE 11 BY STANLEY “HOW DARE You EAT YOUR LUNCH IN THAT CHAR = ) |-AND THOSE DIRTY Y\ OLD OVERALLS GIT _OuT ,,, QuicKth she brooded over the plan; but at/they mean? Just a sickness wherein first she could concetve of no pos-| one could no longer guard @ prisoner, | sible way to procure the hella If) They were a powerful alkaloid, she the chance came, however, she want-| know; and a dozen of them would #d to be ready, She planned all oth-| Ikely mean hours and hours of deep, er details of the venture; the short-|dreamless sleep—a sleep tn which est route to the nearest rapids of the | one could take no reckoning of hands river where she might dispose of the | fumbling at a cartridge belt? Half @eadly cylinders of brass. It became |a handful would, In all probabiitty, | Necessary, also, to consider the lesser | fall to strike the life from such a/ Weapon for the plain reason that tt| powerful frame as Ben's, but would might defeat her In the moment of | certainly act upon him like a power- her success, ful optate and leave him helpless tn Ben kept the weapon in his cart-| her hands patch into the very shadow ef death. ridge belt, but the extra pistol shells} Eagerly her fingers plucked the| she dispelled quickly @ small, falter- were among the supplies They | black berries, 0 Pht could easily be procured. Tt would eee See ee ee gine be necessary to taduce him to time for remorse, for gentleness and fire away the few shells that he car- Bho hurried to hia side, tied tn the pistol magazine: but this flushed hurrying would Mkely be easy enough to do. nil,” told her gaily you're prettier “ALt4E BER i, THE PAPER HANGER WHO IS WORKING AT AUNT SARAH PEABODYS & COTTAGE DIDNT SIT IN, HER NEW RED PLUSH We ee A ROCKING CHAIR VERY LONG ToDAY Gl tft fe STANLY “7 yer, S" BUYS A SET OF DIGNITY DUDS === “Su othe Rapid Fire Olivia + NO MAM, HE'S THE MANAGER But | WANT OF THiS OtpaRmTmenT: To TAKE IT ULL FIND HIM IN THE FIRST OFFICE DOWN ANDO = / CXCMANGE | (\_To Te Lerr- IT MYOELE - an Jof hers whom she was about to dis- DOINGS OF THE DUFFS OLIVIA, YOU DON'T HAVE ; f a See ' ‘MAT, / You TeLL MRS DUFF THAT I WAS VERY GLADTO EXCHANet THAT FoR HER- IT WAS A PLEASURE IN JF THIS ONE DONT SuIT LET ME KNOW- AND -A AND -!"D LIKE TO CALL ON YoU SOME Time il MAY P "OD Like To Ste eaaiae MR.JACKSON~ XXXII In one of the tin cups Beatrice |™erey, Pressed the julce from the night-| “You're |abade, obtaining perhaps @ table-\qown that } spoonful of black liquor. To this abe speatrice, added considerable sugar, barely a tasting the mixture on the end of ¢very day. her finger, The balance was inclin-| “It’s the simple life that's doing tt ing toward the success of her plan. Ben! No late houra, no indigestible ‘The sugar mostly killed the pungent | ¢o44 | taste of the berries, vc ' ‘Then she concealed the cup in a| “Speaking of food-—I'm famished. cluster of vines, ready for the mo-|! hope you've got something nice for | } WIL COME AND Ger IT AMD We WiLL )\ TAKE IT Down Loe Fer gen | ; rid AND WILL BE LOOKING FOR YOU THIS EVENING! from THANK You FoR. Your CouRTtous ATTENTION MR. , JACKSON: He pift little retiance on the weapon, pe trustitv rather to his rifle, both for ns the impending war and the procur ance of big game; and he would not oo ‘his fifte. But the days were passing! attempt at deliverance must be made before the food stares were further depleted. They could not make the march without food. Days and nights erertook her with her trtumph as far fistant as ever. The moment of op- ‘portunity she had watched for, tn/ which she might selze the cartridge | belt and destroy It, had never come to pass. The plans she had made while the night lay soft and mys- tertous in the solltudes had all come had hoped, removed his 2 ili fathered almost automatically, self lost In a deep preoccupation. And ail at once her hand reached toward & little vine of black berries, each with a green tuft at the end, not un- Uke gooseberries in southern gardens. As if by Instinct, hardly aware & the motion, she withdrew her hy handful of the berries She started to look elsewhere. But presently she paused, arrested by an idea so engrossing and yet/so terrible that her heart seemed to pause in her breast. Had any rules been lad down for her to follow in her war with Ben? Was she to con- sider methods at wach a time as this? ‘Was she not a woods gtrl—a woman, not a child, trained and tutored in the savage code of the wild that knows no ethica other than might, whether might of arm or craft, of brain or fell sthgieness of purpose? Should she consider ethics now? Her father’s life was in imminent danger. Another day might find him streched lifeless before her. Ben had not hesitated to use every weapon tn ment of need. Her next act was to lunch—and I know you have.” procure from among the supplies the | Uttle cardboard box containing half & dozen or so of her pistol shells. The way of safety was to destroy these first. “The effect of the poison might be of only a few minutes’ duration, and every motion might Under any conditions, they Bhe was She waited a few minutes, then spying his stalwart form at the edge of the beaver meadow, ashe tripped down to meet him. He was not in the least suspicious of this little act She had been careful with today’s | lunch; but ft had merely been part | of her plot to put him off big guard. | “Caribou tenderlotn—almost the last of him—wocus bread and strawber ries,” she assured him, “Does that |eult your highness? | He made a great feint of being) “Then was her ally Bhe suddenly maw her chance—tn a manner that | leould not possibly waken his suspt-| | ctons of her intention—of disposing of the remainder of his pistol cartridges. On a log 30 feet distant sat an old | of friendship. It was quite the cus-|srous with half a dozen of her! tomary thing, lately, for her thus to| brood, all of them perched tn a row | watch for his coming; and his brown | 4nd relying on their protective color- face always lighted with pleasure at|ing to saye them from sight. They the first glimpse of her graceful form) were Franklin's grouse—and they | framed by the «pruce. She too had had appeared as If in answer to Boa-) always taken pleasure in these little | trice’s secret wish. meetings and in the gay talk they| These birds were common enough had as they sped down toward the|!n thetr valley, and not a day passed cavern; but her defight was singular-| Without seeing from five to fifty of ly absent today. She tried to restrain |them, yet the sight went antraight the wild racigg of her heart. | home to Heatrice’s superstitions. “Get She knew she must act her part.|them with your pistol” she whis- Her plan was to put him off his}Pered. “T want them all—for a big guard, to hide her treachery with |fTrouse pie tonight Dretended friendship, To mest him} “But our pistol shells are getting here—far distant from the polson cup | low.” Ben objected. “T've hardly got hidden in the vines—would give her |@nough shells in the gun to get ‘em time to master her leaping heart and | @!——" to strengthen her self-control. | “No matter. Yet she had hardly expected him | #eme time, to greet her in just this way—with | the cave, T think such a light In his eyes and such ob- 07 big game from now on, anyway You have to tise them ‘There's a few more tn We'll have to rely his power; she should not hesitate Row. Ben had made his war; she vious delight in his smile. He had a| Don’t mins one” rather boyish, friendly smile, this foo (Continued Tomorrow) ar * * By Mabel, Cleland _4 Page THEY FIND “After knocking his Indian down,” grandmother . continued, “Mr. Smith mttied down very comfortably to eat his supper. “Rut the curious, child-like tn- terest on the faces of the savages changed to sullen gloom. They backed away a few steps against the trees, and as night drew on they stood, solemn, still, glower- ing at-those strange white men who had pushed into the Indian’ own country and hadn't so much an courtesy enough to give a man & place at the table. Such rude. ness was unknown them in times of peace. “There was some serious un easiness tn the camp that night, but morning came and no massacre had occurred, but the wullen Indians were gone, and with them had gone a perfectly good horse. “The settlers decided that since Mr. Smith had really\gone a very unwise and unkind thing, they would better just travel on as if nothing had happened, muelpas they hated to lose the horse, and able as they were to af. to little ford It And so they did, gor two more Then they came to a place there was lots of Rood grass for the cattle, and good water to drink, and they decided to rest another day. DICTIONARY EXPECTED Busy Workers Hold Coupons for Presentation on Half-Holiday Grattle «| L* Extraordinary efforts have been ‘made for a big rush to get copies of The New Universities Dictionary, 888 THE HORSE “As soon as supper was over, Smith came to Andrew Chambers, and his brother James, and said, ‘I'm to biame for the tons of that } horse. What do you say we ride back and se6 if we can find him. I'd like to straighten this thing out.” “So back they went, the man Smith and the two Chambers boys, toward the camp of the In- dians. As they rode, Smith said, ‘It we find that Indian camp, I'd like to do something terrible. 1 think the Indians meed to be taught « lesson, 1’ ike to ahoot one just to show ‘em.” “They rode all night, and when they reached their old camping place, they found another party of settlers camping there, and—they found an Indian, riding big as life, on their stolen horwe. readers exclusively, Thousands be- yond all expectations were distrib- uted during th ok in written form,” says Professor Forrest M. Lunt, M. A., Instructor of English in Horace Mann School, Teachers’ College, Columbia Univer. sity, “we are without the aids of voles and manner to make clear what we are trying to say. Our thoughts must be understood be- cause the relations which exist be- tween the various parts of our sen- tences are clear. If the relations between the parts of our sentences are not clear, the thoughts we are trying to express will not be under stood.” ‘This ‘is Profeavor Lunt's introduction in The New Univeral. ties Dictionary to his article on "Practical Syntax,” which shows readers of this new dictionary how to butld correct sentences. "Good usage, common practice, mo- cloty—whatever you will—has do- cided what 1s good form, what ts the book ‘vffered by this paper to its) “When we set our thoughts down proper, in this field of syntax, Just as it has in morals, etiquette or fashions,” continues Professor Lunt; “therefore, the man or woman who has occasion to set hin thoughts down tn writing should observe the/ common practice, the universally understood ru which govern the relationship of words. If he fatia to do this, or if he attempts to make his own rules, he will be considered without the pale of cultured, edu: | eated people, From this it will be seen that the ability to constrhet sentences properly ts hardly leas im- portant than the power to speak.” “Smith was madder than ever, and made up his mind to stand the Indian up against @ tree and shoot him. “Quietly the two boys made their plans. Andrew went around one aide of the camp, while James went on the other, #0 that the rider and the horse might not ep cape them. It was Androw who met them, Andrew whose hand caught the bridle, and Andrew who talked with the thief.” (To Be Continued) THE ONE-M BY RUTH AGNES ABELING CHAP. 84—DOES HE HOLD THE KEY? BEGIN HERE TODAY KATE WARD, widow of DAN WA |sUBTIN F CHINATOWD father of her child. DOROTHY, Near their home, a few nights later, Kate and her father plok vietim of an tage he reeov ing with Kate 1 aren hin or he 6, #till devoted to Dan's memory, despite Alice's story, does not know what to nay, “Give me time to she orion WITH THE STORY Latham’s hand closed over Kate's, s , | never could care again UT OUR WAY “ROW UP YO HANS AN DELIVER OVER NO VALUABLES! . ~ MORNING, GVERETTL Sav, ARS YOU GoIne To Be {PASSING THS “He's dead,” Kate almost whis- pered the words, “And If that love wore still 80 real |a thing to you,” Latham was speak ing slowly, “you would not of it as having had it for only a@ little |while—you would still have it.” He |knew the words were cruel, But as Kate seemed younger and more childish, so Latham became older in experience and stronger. He became master of the situation, Kate was hurt, as he knew she would be. “Forgive me—perhaps IT was too brutal,” he said, and then added, “but tt ts true.” ‘The remainder of the journey was made tn atien It was not until |the roadster was turning into the drive beside Justin PP little cottage that James Latham spoke again, “Lady Fair,” he sald, “what was the name of this man you loved so much?” “Dan Ward,” Kato replied with: AN WOMAN speak Suddenly she had that feeling of youth again. It seemed that she was years younger than he And she wanted to talk. She had never talk ed to anyone of Dan, She wanted to now “You know, Jimmy," she sald, |"‘there has been one man for me—I |eared so much for him that I thought It seemed to me that life had done enough for me in just giving me his love for the little while that I had it.” “And why haven't you it now?’ asked Latham, 8’ ANIMATED VALUABLES. “DAN WARD--1 KNEW HIM” out looking at him. “Dan Ward—" he repeated, “Dan Ward—1 knew him.” “You knew him?” half curiously. “Yeo—1 knew him.” And that was all, SAY MAN, IF AH PUTS MAH HANDS UP, DEY AINT GONNA BE NO Rollins ‘The shadow of trees hid look of surprise and curtosity, asked no question. Her hand lightly for a second in Latham’'s aa” she said “Good night” to him, Her voice was cool and calm, It gave” jno hint of tumult within, 9 Alone, however, the thought haunt ed her, It gave her no peace, Thig: strange youth had known Dan. And he had asked her to call him |"Jimmy,” just as the volce bad | saidt ss | Did he somehow hold the key te the whole situation? Had his. (crossed somewhere with that | Alice? Kate wished sudd that had told him of the and ite foolish prophecies, | And she wished, wesrily, that she Jcould escape the whole troublesome thing, the haunting thought of Allee and Dorothy, the aching lon ) and the mystery. Be (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1938, by Geattle @taxd