The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 31, 1923, Page 11

WEDNESDAY, JANUAR THE stun enn OUR BOARDING HOUSE THE SKYLINE OF SPRUCE By EDISON Copyright, 192%, Litt MARSHALL le, Brown & Company Prsttersccscrserstirntiricisariietittrtsesser iter trsteeernetennttertetrreerrsrerrettrrtrerrttis (Continued from Yesterday) “I see you've come,” he answered. “You might as well; we'd have found ebbed as quickly as it had come you tomorrow.” His voice longer fat, but rather Doasting. “You thought you get away—but we've shown Ben nodded You are was ne you he daw blow, then lashed brutal blows into Ben's face. The burst of strength hi » | lege wilted under him, and he sank exultant, | slowly to the ground. could | Maddened with battle, for a me }ment more Chan lashed cowardly blows into his face; and ho left the strained for the name be had heard) brutal labor only to help Ray affix Beatrice speak so often—— “Ray Brent?" His eyes fell to the form of Neilson, wounded beyond the fir “1 see you've been at your old job- killing Melville.” : Ray smiled, ever so faintly: was what he loved. to the right man. like to do about it?" Ben's face hardened. nothing I can do, now toe lata But I would have had something to do if I had my rifle “There's Tm glad it was you, not Beatrice’s | to father. cept my T ask you this proposition ? will you ac- and let the girl go In safety?" Beatrice stretched her bound arms | neare touched his hairy wrist Ben,” she told him quietly no use of trying to make such a bar- gain as that. Men that murder assault women—won't word.” “They were about to attack you, were they?” tone; otherwise ft seemed the same. “Yes—jrst as you came,” He turned once more to Ray, eye- Ing him with cuch a look of contempt keep their Tt was you who killed Exra| brutality was re To take Ee- ram’s letter, destroy it and me too— | and | of tears. His voice dropped a} ankles, Then the two erect, breathing ropes about hi n | conquerers: | loudly -| Seemingly the utter limit of their ed—but for the | moment only, A strange and furebod this |tng silence fell over the camp; only “You're talking |the sound of troubled breathing was Anything you'd | hi f 1 abov fire. the lessening crackle iu They did not turn at ot is}again to the work of crushing Ben's You came life out with their fists and boots, A) nor did they restrain Beatrice as ahe . crawled over the blood-stained grass ach her lover's side, her go.” Ray sald to Chan. “Shoe can’t help him any,” They had The It was true. |their last defe . lying almost prone beside “No, |him, and her soft hands stole over “There's | his bruised flesh But no tears came She was past the kindly mercy She could only gaze at him, and sometimes dry half-sobs clutched at her throat. The man half-opened his eyes, smiling Life still remained tn hin rugged |body. Even the cruel test of the last jour had not taken that from him The sturdy heart still beat, and the ‘breath still whispered thru his Ups now “Ursula Trent” By W. L. George How far can a woman follow “advanced ideas” with safety to herself and others? think about men? What do women really W. L. George, the noted feminist, who has an un- canny understanding and knowledge of what women think and feel, answers these queries with “Ursula Trent.” War work in London was responsible for the advanced ideas acquired by this daughter of Sir Will- iam Trent of Hampshire. for Hampshire life. “to live her own life,” Advanced ideas spoiled her London—and the determination to find out for herself- brought her the knowledge that she sought—and peace and quiet at last. Ursula’s story will start and scorn that it smarted Ifk whiplash in spite of the protecting mantle of his new-found — triumph. “Ob, you depraved dogs!” he told them quietly and distinctly. “You yellow, mongrel cowards!” Ray straightened, stung by the words. “And I'll make you wish you was dead before you ever said that,” be threatened. “I'll tell you what you wanted to know a minute jago—and I tell you no. I won't make any deal with you. We'll do what we like to you, and we'll do what we like with your dirty squaw, too—the woman you've heen living with all these months, We've got you where we want you. You're in no fix to make terms. Chan—put a rope around his legs and a gag in his rotten mouth!” They moved toward him simultan- eously, and Ben summoned the last fot of his almost-spent strength to hurl them off. They did not need deadly weapons for thix wasted form. Yet for the duration of one second Ben fought with an incredible feroe- ity and valor. He hurled Chan from his path, and his sound right arm leaped to Ray's throat'in a death grip. For that one instant his old-time strength returned to him—as so Samson ay his arms went about the pillars of the timple. They found him no weakling, in that first instant, but a deadly. tiqhsmer" beast, the “Wolf” Darby of ihe prov. inces—bis finger nails sinking ever deeper into the flesh of Ray's throat, his body braced against Chan's a! tack. And for all that Beatrice’s arms were tied, she leaped like a she- wolf to her lover's ald. But such an unequal attack could last only an instant. Ray focused his attack upon Ben's injured left arm, Chan struck once at the girl, hurling her to the ground with a in The Star in a few days. & there was life in plenty to afford! cner side—aoft ae such sport as Ray and Chan might have for him. The last, least quality of redemp- | tion—such magic and beauty as might have been wrought by the firelight dancing over the moonitt slade—was quite gone now. The powers of wickedness were in the ascendency, and this was only the abode of horror, Yet it was all trag-| fealty true, not a nightmare from) which she would soon waken, This ‘wns the remote heart of Back ‘There —n primeval land where the demons of tust and death walked unrestrained —and the shadow of the moonllt trees fell dark upon her. | ‘The back logs were burning dulty | Row, and the conlx were red, and Chan and Ray took seats on a huge, dead spruce to talk over thelr fur- thor plans. It was all easy onough | They could linger here, living mostly on meat, until the rising waters of jthe Yuga could carry them down to the Indian village. Their methods and procedure in regard to Ben were the only remaining questions. For a few minutes they took little ndtice of the prone fiures at the far edge of the fading firelight. In thelr hands they were as helpless as Jef- fery Netlson, left already by the re- ceding radiance to the soft mercy of the shadows. Attention could be gtv. en them soon enough. Their own triumph was beginning to give way to deep fatigue. Ren and Beatrice had talked softly at first, accepting their fate at last and trying to forget all things but the fact of each other's presence, ‘They had kept the faith tonight, they had both been true; and perhaps they had. conquered, in some degree, the horror of death, His right hand held hers close to his lps, and only the could understand the message in ‘ar. f * ¢ WAN Move !+VYour BYES ARE BOWLEGGED NOW FROM LOOKING AT'EM 1 = You'RE You CORNERED * “HAT 1S, AH ~ UNLESS You WIGH “To CALL “THE GAME A DRAW ! oF mH a JG ‘Draw’ CHECKER GAME its soft pressure, and the gegtle, kindly shadows in his quiet eyes. But pres- | ently her gaze fastened on some ob- | Ject in the grass beside him. Ho did not understand at first. sh not to attract He! his * attention by trying to turn. Tho girl relaxed again, but her hand throbbed in his, and her eyes shone somberty as if the luster of some strange, dark hope, “What ts it?” ho asked whispering. “I soe 4 way out—for us both,” she toldthm. She knew he would not mis- understand and dream that she saw fn actual avenue to life and safety? “Don't give any sign.” “Then hurry," he urged. “They may be back any instant, What is tr “A way to cheat ‘em—to keep them from torturing you—and to save meo/| ~from all the things they'll do to me —when you're dead. Oh, Ben—you won't fail me—you'll do it for me.” He smiled, gently and strongly. “Do you think I'd fall you now?” “Then reach your good arm on the| you can. There's! 4 knife lying theresyou own knife— | they knocked !t ont of my hand They'll jump at the first gleam. know what to do—first me, tn the! throat—then yourself.” | Hils face showed no horror at her| Words, They were down to the mont terrible realities; and as she had sald, thin was the way out! The reat kindness still dwelt in his eyes and she knew he would do as #he| asked. | One gleam of steel, one mwift touch | at the throat—and they would never | know the unspeakable fate that their depraved captors planned for them. | It was no lean than victory tn the Inst tnstant of despair! Tt was freedom: | altho they did not know into what Mystery and what Fear the act would dispatch them, it was freedom from Ray and Chan, none the lean And| Ben welcomed the plan a» might a Prisoner, waiting in the death-coll, welcome a reprieve. Ho turned, groping with his hand. There was no use of waiting longer The knife lay just beyond his reach and softly he moved his body thru the gris But thin gate to mercy was closet! before they reached It. A mudden flaring of the fire revealed them: the gleam of the biade and Ben's stretching hand—and Ray left hi log in a swift, catiike leap. If Ben had possessed full use of both hands there still might have been time to send home the two cru- cial blows, or at least to dispatch Beatrice out of Ray's power to harm But his injured arm Impeded him, and his hand fumbled as he tried to setze the bilt. With a sharp onth Ray crushed the blade into the ground with hin heel; then kicked victously at the prone body of his enemy. And at that first base blow his rage and blood-lust that had been gnther- Ing wan wwiftly freed. Tt wn» all that | {was needed to set him at the work | a | * Broly: abel Cleland 4 Page 900 THE SAD-E) (Cha, “Looks like father of the fall," big familly. “Shouldn't wonder if we'd have some real winter before long.” “I wonder,” the mother looked anxiously up at the gray clouds overhead. “It does feel cold. I wish—” then she paused. “lL wan just thinking how hun- gry the boys are when It gots cold, and wishing we had a good supply of deer meat on hand.” “Just what I was thinking,” the father replied. “I'll just tuke the gun and the dogs this morning and start up Into the lilils and see what J can get.” “alone?” “Yes, oh yes. Probably meet other hunters up there; it’s all right, anyway,” Bo whistling for his dogs he started for the hills. Up the creek he worked his way, some- times following a faint trail, some- times just blindly struggling thru the underbrush, . After a time he struck a deer t all, which was narrow but easy suogh to follow, ond he made better time. The dogs ran nosing ahead, rishing frantically at rab bits and quall, and chipmunks, making the woods ring with their barks. The man walked steadily, quiet- ly on behind, hin eye ever on the said the NDING STORY pter 11) woods, his mind hunt. The man had gone out for win. tor meat, and he had expected that he would meet other hunters, but—te had not thought atout meeting the great beast who had chosen that same deer trail for his own, personal hunting trip, On went the man, and on, deeper and deeper into the lonel: forest, farthee and farther from his big family, and farther from his good neighbors. And into that same forest crashed the beast, his great body swaying an he walked, hin cruel claws tearing the tender ferns and mosses over which he walked, his sharp red tongue lolling out of his mouth, his wicked little red eyes peering this way and that, his sharp nose suiffing, sniffing: he was « hunter after meat. Suddenly he came out onto the trail and stopped. This way he swung bis mighty head, and that; he uttered a low “Woof far down in his furry throat, and eniffed again, Then he rataed himvelf upon his hind feet, and throwing up his head, like a lum bering giant, he ¢tvanced upon the dogs, now only @ matter of nome 60 feet away. (To Bo Concluded) intent on his Lonemmatiohehetahehel remorseless as Ray's own, of torture. For an instant he stood | almost motionless except for the | spasmodic twitching—-now almost continuots—nat his lips and for the slow turning of his head as he looked about for a weapon with which he could more quickly satiate the murder-madnoss in his veins, The | knife appealed to him not at all; but | his eye fell on a long, heavy club of | spruce that had been cut for fuel. | He bent and his strong hands selzed sec As he swung It high the girl leaped betwean—with a Inst, frantic offoart, wholly Instinctive—to shield Ben's body with her own. But it was only an instant's reprieve. Chan had fol- lowed Ray, and sharing Ray's fiend- | {sh mood, jerked her aside, Ben! raised himself up as far as he could | at a final impulse to thrust the girl out of harm's way. Yot it was to be that Ray’s mur- dorous blow was never to go home. | A mighty and terrible ally had come | to Ben's ald. He came pouncing from | the darkness, a gaunt and dreadful avenger whone code of death was as It was Fenris the wolf, and he had found his master at Inst. Missing him at the accustomed place in the | cave, he had trailed him to the Jake | margin: a »mell on the wind had led | him the rest of the way, He was not | one to announce his coming by an audible footfall in the thicket, Like 4 ghost he had glided almout to the edge of thw firelieht, lingering there —with a caution learned In there Inst wild weekw of running with hin brethren——until he had made up his) brute mind in regard to the strangers in the camp, But he had watted only until he saw Ray Ietole the help- Jess form before him—that of the god that Fenrty for all the wild had clatmed him, still worehtped tn his inmost heart, With flendish, mantno- al fury he had sprung to avengo the FoR HE “THIRD Bot BEAT! «= Neer Nou can FIGURE A WAY ouT ANYMORE AN A HORSESHOE WA Wei! KEEP STILL 1 GOT A LoT OF MOVES VeT!. Vican TELL How FAR A FROG CAN STANDING = — SEATTLE STAR BY ANE! SAV+1T6 HALE PAST “TWELVE !* [IM GoING UP “To MY BooTH+ You GUYS ARE PETRIFIED! © CALL 11° A DRAW AN! PLAY OFF NOTHER Game “MORROW: WH’ BEST Move YoU CaN MAKE Now 16% MOVE UP To YouR BABS! BUGTER~ OWE GAME = MAJOR — ONE GAME © ONE GAME “10 WIN « DOINGS OF THE DUFFS [7 DANNY 1 WANT You To GATHER UP YOUR TOYS THAT KID MINDS HIS MOTHER, LL SAY HERE, SIR, AND MM A CRANK For AA NAT A PLACE RIGHT VP THIS WAY 4 THEY HAVE WHAT & CONSID@R VERY GOOD GATS AND THOIR RATES ARS MODGRATG, Too. HALF A Buock. BEGIN HERE TODAY KATH WARD, widow of DAN WARD, has a visitor, CHINATOWN ALICE, who says Dan was father of her child, DOROTHY, Kato in much perturbed. A fow evenings later she aad hor fathor, JUBTIN PARSONS, find Hoar thelr home ‘the Unconscious Viotlm of an auto oranh, JAMES LATHAM, and minister Tevovering, he woor Kate, 1 and kayed to the highest pitch by blow, And his three followers, tralned by tho pack Jaws to follow whorayhe lod dormons of tho Pit In hin wake, (Conoluded Tomorrow) BLOCKS HAS VERY ATTRACTIVE H WAITRESSES OF THE j THE ONE-MAN WOMAN BY RUTH AGNES ABELING CHAP. 46—THE TEST fishing shack the latter owned, they find @ trunk whioh, howe tains no papers throwing ai st. Determined to 1 qn and An early mail, a few days later, brought Kate @ scrawly note, She him |openod it eagerly, It was the answor to her own, Alloa was coming! answering your letter right she wrote, “hecause T think their leader's fury, leaped like gray |it is #0 King of you to ask Dorothy and me to visit you.” They were to arrive, Kate read, Cf0 “Ane FAN HOLDER J NEWT SHES uD i THE EDITOR OF THE WEEKLY CLARION SAYS TRAE THIRD ACT OP THE PLAY AT THE OPfer HOUSE , THE OTHER. NIGHT, WAS SPOILED BY A LoT OF PEANUT MUNCKERS /N THE FRONT OF THE AUDIENCE Danny Has an Alibi “TOM ,1 WISH YOU WOULD GO UP AND PUT DANNY To BED - | TOLD HIM To 6o, BUT HE'S COMPLAINING ABOUT SOMETHING ~ GO AND SEE WHATS WRONG ~ Saturday morning and conld remain until Sunday evening. Alice ran on about the treat such a visit would be for Dorothy. ‘The letter im: pressed Kate as genuinely happy. Whatever her own shortcomings, Kate decided, Alice was a good mother, She had been ceceptive about Dorothy's illness, but un. doubtedly the thing had not hurt Dorothy and Kate believed that there must be somo rval reason other than 4 desire for money for herself, back of the deception, When the finishing touch had been put on the room Alice and Dorothy wore to occupy during their visit, Kato looked about tho place, Every- thing was in perfect order, even the little trunk was there, Just where It should be to catch the eye of any- one entering. ' Kato looked at the trunk, Sho wondered If Allee would betray anys thing when she entered the room And sew It, Would she recognize It? Had tt ever meant anything to her? Kate Ward's hand trombjad slight: CMON MISTER \ LG FOLLY Me. ILL EU SEE DAT You GrrSs AcROSsS yy) SAFEW. Yi qu ly as she adjusted the frilled dimity curtains at the window, of her guest chamber, ‘Then she went down: stairs and attempted to still the flut- tering within her by talking to Justin and the dog, Monk, until train time neared, “Am I foolish, father,” she asked of Justin, “to want to clear up some- thing concerning one who is already gone? Ono of whom I can ask no apology and expect no retribution, no matter what I must find is the truth?" Justin Parsons smiled. “You wouldn't be human, my doar, If you did not try to under stand the unexplained, “But," he continued, “regardless of what you at length find ts true, you would ask no apology, not even if he were living, Don't you know, Katie girl, that love never asks an apol- ony?” "And," Justin spoke slowly, “it ought not ask an explanation Kate,” ‘The words came to Kate with the PAGE 11 BY STANLEY ; itt “hg Im St y een 3 force of a blow. Her father had. i the last analysis, criticised her. felt she wasn't doing the fair | in trying to prove something should not have been tmpell prove. a But sho brushed the thought She knew she never could be q fat peace until she was sure she been the one woman In Dan's after their marriage, or that sh not been. And what if she n that she had not? What th After all, she never had thought. Br be In doubt about a loved one to know ith unpleasant truth, wondered, i Kato lodked at her watch, Tt wa nearly train time. : (To Bo Continued) 4 (Copyright, 1028, by Seattle Star)” OPPORTUNITY Star Want "