The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 24, 1923, Page 11

WEDNESDAY, JANU 19% pees Ls St Se istics seretsrstiiitiitisstcessiitssiicd THE SKYLINE OF SPRUCE By EDISON Copyright, 1 ehneasasesnasteasgeseseaasastezeneat rt 2228: (Continued From Yesterday) Ray found himself regretting, for the first time, that murderous crime his of montha before. Even riches night not pay for these days of dread nd nights of terror ry of the girl from Ben's arma could not begin to Indeed, the girl's memory was increasingly hard to call up, The mind was kept busy clsewhere, re walking right tnto @ death he told Netison one morning Is hore, what have we 4 have weeks to explore the A ambush for us. ne's dead. I don't believe a human being could have got Jown this far, ally Chan had found Rimsett tn eltning this latter belief without and ambition bim fronted to Neilson, however, was not yet ready turn back. He, too, feared Ben's attack, but already tn the twilight of advancing years, he did not regard physical danger in the same Nght as these two yo r men Besides, he was made of stuff. The safety of his was the one remaining impulse of his tte, And more and more, tn the chill August nights, the talk about the campfire took this trend: the folly of pushing on. It was better to turn back and wait his chances to strike again, Ray argued, than to walk bald-taced into death. Sometime Ben must return to the claim: a chance might come to lay him low, Reside ever tt seemed more probable that the river had clatmed him. One rainy. ax they camped beside the river near the mouth of a small creek, affairs reached their crisis. They had caught and saddled the horses; Ray was pulling tight the Inst hitch. Chan stood beside him, speaking in fan undertone, When he had fin- ished Ray cursed explosively tn the slence. Nellson turned. He seemed to sense developments. ‘What the reco recompense Ww trap,” If he han too, toward Ray's energy he had less to keep the chase “I'm not gotng on, that's what it ix" Ray replied. “Nellson, It's two against one—if you want to go on you can—but Chan and I are gotng back. That devil's dead. Beatrice ta, too—sure as hell. If they ain’t dead, hel get us I was a fool ever to start out. And that’s final.” “You're going back, eh—ecared !* Nelison commented coldiy. “I'm going back—and don't ray too much about being scared out, either.” “And you, too, Chan? ‘against me, too? Chan cursed. “T'd gone a it ft'd been me. We know we Its ili E 1 bf ds 3 aE Little, Brown & Company disagreeable morning. | MARSHALL SESE SESS IITCSLS SESS issieressttat love for him had manifested iteelt te late to give happiness to ether be stealing from her, Into the valley of the shadow Bhe ched beside him the had wa night change in bt 1 Was still unconscious, but he no long er drew his breath at long Intervals, | softly and gently, He was breathing in ah publed gasps, and omin ow Was in hin cheeks brow find h fever cone an only to not hard to under Jownpour of cold rain in 1 lain, wounded, for x« had drawn the and reantc malady life heat pms was hundre weary weeks of march. and she could ne nting the ir secret depths, taken full venge intrusion had seemingly pat last. ‘The had seemingly closed all gates to life They had sot the trap and the cruel jaws had and safety sprung. She sat dry-eyed, Incoherent pray ers at her trembling Itpa. Mostly she @id not touch the man, only sat at his bedside tn the crude chair Ben bas fashioned for her while the min utes rolled inte hours and the hours oped the night away—in tireless vigt! watching with lightiess eyes, Once she bent and touched her lips to his. They were pot cold now. They were warm with fever. But in the strange twilight-world of uncon. |eclousness he could neither know of nor respond to her kiss She patted }down his covering and sometimes held bis hard hands warm between | hers, as If she could thus keep death |from setzing them and leading him |away. But her courage did not break paral n. The wan light showed ber his |drawn face; and just for an tnstant |her arms pressed about It “I won't |atve up, Ren.” she promised. “Tl! | keep on fighting—to the last minute. | And maybe I can pull you thru.” Beatrice meant exactly what she |seid: to the last minute. That did Bot mean to *he gray hour when, by jall @ctate of common sense, further Tht ts useless. Khe meant that she would battle tirelessly as long #5 one pale spark glowed in his spirit, a long as his breath could cloud a 7 qs8 i i ", rs ir ii i $ z 3 | RESULTS AT uJ of his life seemed to eld a He OUR BOARDING HOUSE THE SEATTL MARTHA, MY DEAR © THAVE BEEN AILING oF LATE WITHaH OLD COMPLAINTe |Z WHILS IN BUROPE T RECEIVED BENEFICIAL CARLGBAD, THE FAMOUS Now IT BELMEVE IF To RETIRE FoR A PERIOD WeRe IN “We 2 ) set hig broken arm the best she sould, holding the bones in place with ints; but in all itkeltheod it would have to be broken and set again when he reached the settlementa She began to notice the first consation of his fever; altho weeks of sicknens yet remained, ahe believed that the erints waspast. Yet in aptte of these hope. ful signa, she was face to face with the most tragic situation of all. Their food was almost gone. Tt would be long weeks before Ben could hope for suffictent strength to start the journey down to the settle. ments, even If the way were open An tt was their only chance lay tn the fall rains that would flood the and enable them tos down to the native vilinges tn their t fall ttm rey ed thelr supplies to the last m eating barely enough herself to #y tain life in her body, the | without the cave. She hy pertectly that Ben could not hope t throw off the malady without nutrt and she bad not stinted , fast when she rich broth for Ben. and there was no way under heaven | whereby they might procure more. ‘The rifle was broken. The last of | ‘the platol shots waa fired the day | she had prepared the poisoned oup for Ban. | Yet she still waged the fight, strugeting with high courage and tireless resotution against the fright WATER RESORT T WERE TO GOME WATERING REGORT STATES MY CONDITION Would Gow ~ i} 2 wet ‘ MARKED IMPROVEMENT !« |) ecient a Whe = MAYBE THIS NEWS WiLL PERK You uP! « WY BROTHER 1S SEEING ABOUT GETTING You A JosR W THE cIrTty WATER wt FHID our oF WA-HA # 4 5 Gor HIMSELF Bh) HOT WATER Now BUT He SOME WAY "To FLOAT WaT CITY Water Tou! AW, AINT THEY CUTE! ‘THOSE ARE THE CUTEST irrmna DABY SHoFS | EVER SAW, HELEN STAR BY AHERN OW HERE Comes A MESSENGER BOY WITH I KNow AS Good WATER RESORT THATS| up woTH TUB t TV6 “TAKEN A TRIP “There ov A BAR OF BOAP! MAW “TIMES | A Box OF FLOWERS! WONDER IF THEY ARO FOR ME,FROM MR JACKSON f BY CONDO PA THE OLD HOME TOW? YT ee J UMA \ FOR You! ' MRSTOM DUFF ANSWER, 9) THE DooR| | OLIVIA- OUT OUR WAY OM HELEN, THEY'RE IT SAYS.To mr purr! ARENT “THEY BraunruL, HELEN P JL SAY = FROM Tom 1s SOME WE KNOWS WHEN AND HOW. TO DO THINGS | dda that opposed her. Her faith as of that nameless daughter the Glleadite; and she could not yield. Not ambition, not hatred— pot even such fire of fury aa had| the night without ever wakening? / |trer fret frensied sight on tne hi | 1 on the hill But in the morning of the fourth an eee Se s\de—couid day he opened his eyes vividly, mut-|tor such fortitude and sacrifice as | tered, and fell Immediately to meer. | ners, Tt was not one of these ; iz I KeGP A CLosS WaTeH ON THE MILEAGE 1 GOT FROM THS CIL AND GASOLINE, AND 1 KESP A MCMORANDUM OF THS BERVICS t Osr FRom TIRGS, 40 HOw MUCH THE HARD GRewse ae SPaaK FP : HE they saw the stale imprint of Ben's cance as they had landed. and the tracks of both the man and the girl an they had turned Into the forest. XXXVI ‘The dawn that crept so gray and mysterious over the frosty green of spruce brought no hope to Beatrice, sitting beside the unconscious form of Ben in the cave fronting the elade. Rather {t only brought the tragic truth home more clearly. Her He woke again at evening; and his moting lps conveyed a message In response she brought him a steaming grouse broth, administering ft « |spoonful at a time until he fell to | sleep again. In the days that followed be was conactous to the degree that he could drink broth, yet never recognizing Beatrice nor seeming to know where [he wan. His fever #till lingered, rag- ing: yet in these days she began to notice a slow improvement in his con dition, The healing agents of his body were hard at work; and doubt was removed that he had received mortal internal {nfurtes, She had ar. & te Page 894 WHAT HAPPENED WHEN IT FROZE “The house was nearly fin- ished,” Mrs, Day went on, “and it was #0 much better than the shack that it looked pretty nice to father and mother. “There was a door, of Pourse, and there was one little window, with its four panes of glass, and there was—going to be—the fire | place. “As I told you, they were bulld- | ing the chimney with little sticks and mud, and that night, when} winter came #0 suddenly, fot only 4id the chimney freeze, but all the mud froze hard as @ rock, so there was nothing more out of which they could make « chimney. “We were already living in the house, and there was no other house to move to; something had to be done. “Well, you can just imagine what a lot of talking there was, and how awfully cold we were, ‘and how interested I was when they finally decided that the only way they could manage was to follow the plan of the Indians. “Just imagine! After ail the hard ‘work they'd had to get that house built, there they were. tear- ing part of it down! Wirst they took out about half of the floor, then they made a square hole in the roof, then they brought in wood and kindling and buil€ « fire right on the ground, and let the smoke go out thru the hole in the roof. “I suppose tt must have been | very uncomfortable, but I never felt it to be anything but perfect ly lovely. It was my new home, and ¥ loved it, And I didn’t seo anything at all the matter with tt. “It must have been a year or two after that that I made my as- tonishing announcement. Any. way, it was after the fireplace was finished, for the guest was | sitting, as I very well remember, In front of the fire, and I was sitting on his lap. “He talked to me as older peo- ple do talk to children, and pres ently he sala, ‘Well, that's all very nice, but what are you going to be when you grow up? “Now, whoever has decided by the time she in 6 years old what the is going to te? 1 knew very few things that a grownup girl could be—never had heard of a ‘business woman.’ T knew nothing of musicians; 1 never bad had so much as @ teacher for an {deal of what I wanted to be “But my answer made the story of my lifer (To Be Continued) REE passions—known in the full oate; oad | to her rescuers who were even now | bearing down upon her valley—that | | kept the steel in her thews and the steadfastness in her heart. She! was as wholesome and ss steadfast as her own self; and the law of that | |love was to give him all abe had. | (Continued Tomorrew) | Marlborough Pie BY BERTHA E. SHAPLEIGH Of Columbia. University | Mariborough ple evidently ts no| new type; rectpas for ft are found tn 014. English books, Any £004 paate Is used to tne the | plate and lattios it acrons the top. | The filling for two pice is as fol own: 2 cups applesauce or 6 good, tart, | wellfiavored apples, washed, pared, cooked and rutted thru a sieve. | % cup sugar. % cup butter, % teaspoon malt. Grated rind and jJulce of % lemon. Yolks of 6 cage or 6 whole eggs. | Turn into plates ned with the| paste and lattice with strips of paste, Bake in @ moderately hot oven 30 minutes, or until the filling ts firm, If desired, the whites of the emes| may be reserved and @ meringue| mado by beating them stiffly and adding % cup of sugar. Flavor with % teaspoon vanilla, divide equally between the two pies after they are baked, then return to oven and cook cight minutes, being careful that the meringue does not brown, | Of course, when the meringue in| used, the tops of the ples are not | latticed. Piles Can Be Cured Without Surgery | An instructive book has been pub- | KATH WARD, 2 the |DAN WARD. shed by Dr. A. 8. MeClear noted rectal | spectalint r] City. ‘This book tells how suff from Piles can be quickly and easily cured without the use of knife, acie- sors, “hot” iron, electricity or an other cutting thod L bills nh BUC than 6,000 « t pbatpaid tre fileted with piles or other r troubles who clip this ttem and name and address, to Dr, . 547 Parkview Sanitarium, JUSTIN PARSONS, has @ visitor, | CHINATOWN ALIC father of her chtid, DOROTHY, Kati not know what t lotter arrives from Al hurries to the girl absent G EZ (FZ Y f W, BB CAUSS GoT MY CAR For PLEASLORE BY RUTH AGNES ABELING THE ONE-MAN WOMAN CHAP. 40—KATE’S QUEST BEGIN HERE TODAY | widew of living with her father, SiS Sars Bn wus alh GO ON WITH THE STORY “What did you want of asked the woman, low. There wos o trace of suspicion in it. Kate immediately cataloged as « friend of the girl's, I wanted to see her, Alice?” Mer tone was sho replied, “Friend o' hers?” the woman per. 6 | sisted, | peated. she ist mbera Dan, and say, Then @ 0 begging Kate's by Latham, 6, but finds her tranke woman ‘Accompanied At thin poin “And that the woman. who has hoard ber inquiries approaches, she's guk aco! © friend of hers," Kate Thep, “Do you know where I want her very much,” I can’t tell you,” said “Cm und bere except the re. the only» friend folks at the laundry, but she don't even tell me where she goes these days, “And w been friends for a good many years,” the woman went on. “I knew Altes when she first started out for herself.” “How long ago was asked. She had often about Alice's earlier life. “About 10 years ago,” reminiscent. ly. “She couldn't a’ been more'n 18 then, Pretty a@ little devil as ever 1 seen. And gay! Maybe you think she didn't have the beaux! She might a’ been @ fine lady now if she hadn't fallen for the wrong man, ‘And say,” she lowered her vol ve got a sneakin’ Idea tha where she ts now. She. fell dead for this man; couldn't see no other, and him just a plain tramp, living any- |way he could Alice and me were keeping bachelor rooms when she mot this fellow. I don't know how she hap- pened ta hit it off with me 4 was that?” Kate wondered | on the stage, yu’ know, dancing, | jand fell. I never got over it enough | to go back again, I wasn’t doing | much of anything when Alice came along and she wasn't doing much | leither, so we put our cups and saucers together and decided the bacon'd go farther if it was all fried } pan. Many a time that girl's her last dime with me, ‘canse she always could get along better than I could, being prettier and about 10 years younger, “chen this guy came along and Alice left me. But she never forgot me—always came back, bringing me things.” The woman hesitated. Every once in a while she'd come back and stay with me a week or |two. ‘Then she'd go away again. | “But for the past three years she's been living right here, and me too. | Once in a while, like now, she goes! away, saying nothing of where she’ going and doesn’t come back for day or two. “and when she does come,” the woman's voice became thoughth ‘she always looks as if she's beet crying a lot. “She was a slave to that I think she's still keeping in with him, no account as he is” “she married him, then?* asked. “Married him? repeated woman, “Law, child, J don't In I never saw their marriage lic but she's the best little friend I had.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1933, by Seattle Star) SORE THROAT Gargle with warm salt