The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 18, 1923, Page 11

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 19: RETRIBUTION EDISON MARSHALL on WOeTRATED RW, SATTERTIEL nee BEGIN HERE TODAY goes on a voyage to northern Canada and Alaska 00 silk and velvet gowns with the Indians for fine furs, Ned mpanied by his Lenore Hardenworth, and the latter's Bess Gilbert goes ax seamstress. The crew consists of Captain Nn and his assistants, McNab and Forest ore and her mother suffer from the increasing cold because they are unusultably clothed for a sea voy The craft runs into a gale and, because he is imbibing too freely of liquor, the captain becomes an unsafe @UTTLe, BROWN 8 COMPANY, 1989 mat to ancee Beas and McNab steal into Ned's cabin and confiscate his remaining quor, This they throw overboard. Knutson, the captain, how ever, has had too much of the spirits and he casta caution to the side and heads the boat into un: 4 waters, Too late he sees a reef and the boat crashes upon lifully the crew launch the t x oft ked vessel. Knutson is sobered by the ck and has the situation well in hand. They row when they sight an island. A lone form on the shore fs the only sign of habitation that can be seen. The party does not know whether It Is an animal or a man, The figure on the shore fs a man, a trapper, and the only person on the island. takes them to Ned somehow feels that there wil) Knutson stays behind with the he cabin. Tho trapper pushes tho abs it and turns to joot at the trapper. The latter shoots first and Knutson dropa dead Bess sees the tragedy and rushes up the i NOW GO ON WI as the TH THE STORY Besa ontored./easily to th light a,|me to br pot at tt again,” » on the wall?” She stepped toward r own hea He Partly partly the w looked “He wants so he That's ° can » sald, the we hoe failed to see th b B Tor on C little help ald, “T b The Ww wha after was gun t yet no stress and de ay before her, that knew that that mat J on the fow 4 in this world de; velopments of the onda. Later, perhaps, would be crushed out cruel master would on guard: in this little moment lay her one chance. She knew vaguely that if she could procur weap on, she could start down to the shore and meet Doomedorf on the way. Perhaps her nerve would break soon; it 4 not keep up forever such a strain, Thus her whole universe depended on immediate action, She must not esitate now, must go ar lengths. Her eyes were cold an morseless under her straig’ brows. Sure—take him gun,” the squaw wered her, Bess almost sound caught quickly she t was already himself again danger ss of the night had aeeming 1 him only so far h tired somewhat low-eyed and drawn, In reality man of cities come again on’ solid earth; food and r and warmth were his once his old self-conf! surging through him wt from the stove. He had of the truth. ‘His min from danger. At that fh must work no sign of b fore this stolt almost screamed r n she realized that any might hear Doomsdorf's on the threshold. She glanced about till she located the Russia hung on the w almost w's chair. you hear a shot? she With all the powers of her | willing to forget Mr. . she kept her voice common- t gp hry | sport for a moment— r |} But Bess hardy ed answered. “Tt wasn't) hands were trembling, waiting for a S—was tt" His tone d¢|tne teal of the steel. “Now the In on Ay MY Jou Please sive) dian was getting up and presently | ne Cee Harden-)ti¢ting down the weapon. But shel did not put {t once Into Bess’! rit was a dear—Mr, Doomsdort| hands. She pushed back the lever,| shot at it with his pistol,” she|revealing the empty breech, Then went on in the same casual way.|Heas saw a slow drawing of her xt seo Ne. resistance of her; h be constantly was was far sho! 5 fant she knew one. She mi own desperatio: squaw. And be yet) she wa wat guely aware that Ned ing her in aking too, was He an ond t was sp “I'm was that Miss in a serio you will be Doomsdorf’s *s rifle in front - | 20 plac e heard. Her until after dawn, | THE SEATT | | Cynthia Grey: Another Letter Advocating That the Girls Propose. Looks Rather Promising for the “Fair Sew.” BY CYNTHIA GREY A letter from another young man who advocates women proposing! There is, however, a reason in this case, for this young man is “waiting to give himself to a sensible, wealthy young woman who would appreciate a really good thing,” and do the proposing herself. Oh, the logical mind of Man! Dear Miss Gre | “Shall girls in love propose? An eas question to answer. Nature says “Yes. | “God made man perfect,” but finding himself able to think any old thing, he branched out and got smart “seek- Ing out many invention He wanted changes, and his be- liefs became more important and real to him than facts. and the poor woman got it in the neck, The sensible man stands by nature and keeps himself safe, but eternal vigil- ance is required. 3 When a woman loves a man, she will not change her tac- | ties and freeze him, and show him “the other fellows,” as j}one of the correspondents wrote to your column. It’s the man who will spoil a good thing for himself because of his ancestral ideas when he finds a girl loves him and shows it. How does it feel to have a lady propose? Fine—wonder- ful! I had an unexpected experience, therefore I know. Once I thought things over among natural lines, and I de- | cided to marry the first woman who proposed to me, Some years passed, and | forgot it until after “the prittiest girl in Seattle” did something—my mother was far far away when I needed help! I had occasion one evening to call on her sister, who is married and not quite satisfied—HE had pro- posed and pleaded—pleaded hard, Well, the “prettiest gir went out with her beau, but soon returned alone. She laid down her hat, picked up an engagement ring and made straight for me, took my hand and placed the ring on the right finger saying: “We are engaged now. You must not go with any other girl.” Then she made tea for the two of us—we two, no more. Her sis- ter said nothing but she was alarmed. She had a confer- ence with her mother, and soon “the prettiest girl” was spirited away into the interior of Canada. Within a year she was married off to a man of wealth, wealth is a great think now-a-day More years have passed, I am now ready to give myself to a sensible, wealthy, bachelor girl who would appreciate a really good thing. | HIGHLY HONORED. | Well now, of course, if all the young men of today felt the same way about the marriage question, and were per- fectly willing to give themselves to any wealthy young wom- an who could truly appreciate them, life would be a rosy dream for the girls. The only possible difficulty being a shortage of wealth among the eligible bachelor girls. In what part of the United Btates wt foot? of the Na- Chiropodiats, Paul and in Philadelphia yeat feet. The av “Sure—take him gun," she sald ‘ “Got any shelis—?" ms an shook her head. paused in her breast “Maybe him got ‘em al] out when he saw y come in.” | | If, Ike her husband, aquaw was a devotee of crucity, she must hay tion from the si | girlish figure sta of the cabin The fact that | were no shells in the rifle ton Pacific wise a desperate agent of escape—| mpricago, over seemed nothing leas than the death | vorrn western of hope. ‘The strength born of the)” crisis departed. swiftly from) her.! and her only impulse was to yield bitter tears, Her erect body, Her heart] ,, Ho toc shelia. hat ¢ the rage slsed shoe {¢ fro ailronds Aid Harding’s | m San Fran Over what 1 train 0 to Washingt Fram traveled the brown avel fr to Ogden,| 4 train over the uthern Pacific from Ooden to Council Bluffs, Towa, over the Un from Council Bluffs to the Chicago and} and from Chicago to) From San Jing in the gloom phon there other, nificent burst of fury, and a mighty | to oath was at his lips “You— he be LY STAR a a a a a ra @ doll who finds that soul. $100,000 in Gowns! $500,000 in Jewelry! —and the story of a beautiful dancing she has a heart and COLISEUM CONCERT ORCHESTRA Under M. Jacques Beaucaire Paying “Orpheus” by in her extra-lavish creation— gtd THE FRENCH DOLL” a The most sensation al and daring dancing of MM her entire career! » over the Baltimore and In what states can a boy study medicine, if he 1s able to take only year of col rk before en- tering medical school? California, Con Penneylvania, Tera cut, Maine, , Utah, and West | Virginia. How many locomotives haa the Pennsylvania railroad? TAST (including 68 clectrio en- gines) Should the groom always ak the own? | No. It ts not necessary for him to lask the brother to be his best man, in fact, he should ask his best per- sonal friend, but he must ask the | brother to one of the ushers, eee | What causes a pipe filled with wa- ter to burst in freezing weather? it burst while the water is ing or when the ice starts to | thaw? The passage of water from the quid to the solid state is accom- panied by an expansion equal ta |about one-eleventh of ite volume; | hence water freezing in pipes might A Sympathetic Role! An All-American Production! A Happy Ending! NOW PLAYING— Paramount's compelling drama of » woman who JACK HOLT CHARLES ue ROCHE SPECIAL— MILLINERY FASHION SHOW (Courtesy Maxime's Millinery) A score and a half of the very latest creations, just in from Paris! “TAIL LIGHT” A Cameo Comedy STRAND ORCHESTRA under WINELAND Playing “Tales of Hoffman,” by Offenbech, and “Marcheta” It was a moment of test for Ned,} pity for him Bess’ eyes filled with and he knew of no way to meet it|tears. “I only know we won't ac- except as he met such little erises| “esis h as sometimés occurred to him in ‘his | Pt the hoepttality of: suet eaaaaay you. We'll go—nght now.’ 4 native city, ‘The only code of life he knew was that he practiced in his| Doomsdorf’s answer was a roaring old fe: now was its time for t laugh of scorn. Presently he walke His own blood on his hands; the |ed to the door and threw it wide, grim, wicked face before him should| But he wasn't smiling when he have been enough to convince a man | turned back to face them, the morn- less inured in his own creed of self-|ing light on bis bearded face, The” sufficiency and conceit; yet Ned ‘ht of the North thru the open door 7 | would not let himself believe that he |had sobered and awed ‘him, as it had found his master. |awes all men who know {ts power, As a child has recourse to sense-| Beyond lay only the edge of the for * | lens threats, he tried to take refuge in|est and the snow-swept barrens, his old attitude of superiority. “I | stretching down to a gray and deso- gan. Yet no second word came. rfs great body lunged acro’ room with the ferocity and might of | a charging bear. His arm went out! like a javelin, creat fingers extended and clutched the effect of a brother of the bride to be his best | casily cause them to burst during the has no brother of hin! process of freezing, She thought it incredible that they] lips—a° cruel upturning that was|#eemed to wilt, her sensitive lips.| would not take alarm from the wildi seemingly as near £2 she could|so straight and firm before, dropped) beating of her heart. She turned come to a smile. like those of a child in some utter, | do don't know what you mean, and I|late sea. don't care to,” he said at last. In} (Continued Tomorrow) n | It was no longer possible to disbelieve in this hairy giant before him. The agony in this throat muscles was The squaw had not sat supine | this stress. With the swiftness and dexterity of an animal, she had For this 10-day test with : | uncorsolable agg {idhood. ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS } Heht died in her eyes. Olive Roberts Barton There sat Chatterbox Magpie in black, white and red. Mister Gallop, the cowboy falry,|very well and, therefore, can't get | stopped his pony suddenly and mo-|out of the way of hawks or eagies, | tloned to the Twins to do likewise. |or any big bird that might chase | Then he put his finger over his|us. We know we match the ground | lips and nodded toward a dead tree|and that's why wo stay close to it that hung crookedly over the moun- |—so we'll be safe.’ tain path where they were riding.| “Well, then, {s it because you gad | ‘There sat Chatterbox Magpie in| about so that Mister Grouse doesn't | his gorgeous coat of black, white|stay at home?’ asked Chatterbox and red, acting like a bad schoot|curiously. “Ls that how you got| boy. For, altho Chatterbox js alyour name?” friend of both mountain folk and| “Oh, no, sir! snd Minsez Grouse plains folk, the birds hate him. He|‘It isn't my name, but my hus.| treats them shamefully. And just|band’s name. I took his name now he was making fun of Miswez | when were married. It's his Gadabout Grouse and her eight! name that is Gadabout, not mine, 1 brown children. only go around to get food for my | “Ha, ha, hal Ho, ho, hof* laugh-| family. But with him it's difter-| ed Chatterbox in. his high, creaky | | voice. “Why doesn't your husbénd stay we h, hat" exclaimed Chatterbox quickly. “So that's it, Is 1? He ts at home, Missez Grouse? Is it be-| just a sporty fellow who won't stay cause you have a bad disposition | at home and likes to keep bachelor’s | or just because you and your chil-| hall, Um h'm!” I knew there was dren are so ugly? Why, you're just |a scandal somewhere! a plain speckled brown, all of you,| “No, that’s not it at all!” declared and when I look down from my|Missez Grouse, indignant at last. perch I can hardly tell you are|“He has a good reason for leaving | there. Ground birds, that’s what|us here alone and going off by him- you are! Ugh!" self high in the mountains.” “Why, we have a good reason for} I'll tell you tomorrow what the staying on the ground, Mister Mag-|Twina heard her say then, pie,” answered Missez Grouse meek- (To Be Continued) ly. “It's because we can't fly so| (Copyright, 1923, by Seattle Star) nequaled by any Japan or China green tea grown. Have you tried “SALAD A" GREEN TEA | came they seemed to be at ® below-zero point of dark biack wounds in the utt ness of her face, Yet the squaw gave no sign that sho had Her face wns tmpansive, that of an imperturbable Buddha that sits for ever in a far temple. ent terror is nothing more or hty mechanical trap the younger He caught him ashe t cate Yous dog he intended to kill tching him off his feet. | Ned's arm lashed out Impoten: nd | forcing thru with his own body, |Doomadorf thrust him into the cor-| For a moment he battered him | r oie back and forth, hammering his head leas than temporary loss of hope. In | WO" UP, OL “then let him fall to that moment Bess was finding out |S" 5%) Uae ™ ee what real hopelessness meant, ao far |* huddled heap on the floor, as it Is ever possible for human be- | Lenore’s voice raised tn a piercing | tngs to know. For that moment she |*cream of terror; but a flercer In- | couldn't see a rift in the darkness t took hold of Bess. The im-| that enfolded her, In the first piace | Pulse that moved her was simply that ahe felt infinitely alone: Knutsen was | ‘0 fight to the death, now as well as enore still sat yielding to nelf- A heavy hammer, evidently Ned still extended to her his |® tool recently in use by Doomadort, | vilicitous care. The thing went be-|!ay on the window alll, and she yond mere fear of death. She could | SPrank for It witht the strength of conceive of possibilities now wherein desperation. But her hand had| death would be a thing desired and hardly touched it before she herself | prayed for; a deliverance from a ilv- | A" hurled back against the log wall | ing hell that was Infinitely worse. | Pe! nd her. The terror that was upon her was In- comparable with any previous ex- perience of her life. Yet her eyes remained dry. Some way, she was beyond the beneficence of tears; partly because of hor ter- ror, partly, perhaps, because the in- stinct was with her yet to hide the you to Me TESTED truth from Ned and Lenore so long} as ooialita: Thus she aa not, !n the | RECIPES last analysis, absolutely bereft of No. 2 hope. It might be, since Ned was al) man and she a woman, he would} Monsieur Filippini’s ' Fried Sweet Potatoes never become the prey of Doomsdort | to such a degree as she herself: And | (The simple home recipe of a famous chef) now there was no time to try to} formulate other plang; to seek somo | other gateway of escape; no time| more to listen to Ned's complaints of her inattention to Lenore. She heard | Doomsdorf's heavy step at the door. | The man came in, for an instant | standing framed by the doorway, the ) Pee! four medium-tized, sound, round, sweet potatoes, Cut them into one-third inch thick slices, then cut each slice into one-third inch strips. Plunge them into hot Crisco and cook until brown and tender. Lift them up with a skimmer. light of morning behind him. Ned| looked up, expecting some inquiry ax Drain on a cloth. Sprinkle with salt and serve hot. to his own and Lenore’s condition, | some word of greeting on his lips. It For light, tender cakes about, however, that his! For digestible and flaky For erlip, digestible fried foods later. thought fell quickly into other chan- nels. Doomsdort closed the door be- hind him. ‘The man turned contemptuously to p “What's the matter?” he asked. | Startled and indignant at the tone, | Ned instinctively straightened. * didn't say anything was the mattor. Where's Knutson?” "Knutsen—has gone on. Hell didn't sult him. He went against Its man- dates the firtt thing. I hope it doesn't happen ngain--T would hate to love any more of you. I’ve other plans in mind." Ned hardly understood, yet his face went white, Partly it wan anger be- cause of the unmistakable insult and contempt in Doomadorf's tone, Partly it was a vague fear that his good sense would not permit him to credit. “I don't—I don’t understand, I'm afraid,” he remarked coldly. "We'll talk {t over later. At present I want to know where we can put this girl to bed. She's in a serious condition from her last night's experience,” The lips curled under the great) blond beard, “I may put her to bed, all right-~if I like her looks,” he an- swored evenly, "It won't be your bed, either.” Appalled, unbelleving, yot obeying a ractal instinct that goos back to For that little lunch Just before they part If not you have missed a treat. R. & H.C, COOK, WE st-4073, EL iot-G350, Distributors the roots of time, Ned dropped the girl from his arms and leaped to his feot. His eyes blazed with a mag- convenient mamen Wie Ay A Hi Mi sprung to Intercept the deadly blow, hurling the girl back by her hand upon the latter's shoulder. If she made any sound at all, it was a ain- gle, chattering sentence that was mostly obliterated in the sound of battle, And already, before seeming- ly @ second was past, Doomsdorf was standing back In his place In the center of the room. Except for the huddled heap In the blood-spattered corner of the cabin, | it wan if It had never happened. The squaw was again stolid, moving slow- ly back to her chair; Doomedort breathed quietly and evenly. The two girls stood staring in speechless horror. “I hope there won't be any more of that,” Doomnsdorf said quietly. “The sooner we got these little matters wtraightened out, the better for all concerned. It Isn't pleasant. to be hammered to pleces, Is It?” He took one step toward Ned, and Lenore started to scream again. But he inflicted no further punishment He reached a strong hand, nelzed Ned's shoulder, and snatched him to his feot. “Don't try it again,” he advised. “Here in this cabin—on this {sland— I do and say what I like, I don't | stand for any resentment. The next time It won't be so easy, and that will be too bad for everybody. You wouldn't be able to do your work.” Racked by pain but fully conscious, |Ned looked into the glittering eyes. PRESENT HAIR _ STYLE MOST ° CONVENIENT “well, if here Isn't Queen Tut! Fisie, I thought you were one of the few who said you Wouldn't have your hair cut ff you were the last long-haired woman in the world?” “oh, I came to {t as you can see. I lived through the eraze for bobbed hair a year ago and when this new King Tut cut came along I fell Had it done yesterday afternoon. Hope you like it.” “gure I like It. Told you right along that you were a perfect type for bobbed hair, You look a hun- ‘lared per cent better than you did before. That isn't true for every: body, of course. “It feels good anyway, and Isn't much bother. It would be, if I had to curl It, but It is curly enough as {t is, 60 it's no bother at all.” ‘What made you decide to have {t done after all this time?” “Well, all you girls at the office have cut your hair and you have raved so about how you like it, And then I ran onto the stunningest Epyptian pattern dress yesterday and I decided It would look too clever for anything with my hair done this way, so I rushed up to the hairdressers right after work In fact, I got off a little early, Walt till you see my dress, It's the stunningest thing ever, I got It at Cherry's where they haye #0 many fascinating clothes, And 1 have several months to pay for it, too." 1016 2nd ave, between Madison and Spring, in the Rialto Bldg,, just over the Pig'n Whistle (take ele vator)-—Advertisoment, only too real. And the only recourse that ocenrre? to him was one of pitt ful inadequacy. | SELECTION OF DRESSER DESERVES MUCH THOUGHT Nag Other Plece of Furniture So Constantly In Use, By MARIAN MOORE Early to bed and early to rise— thus admonishes the old rhyme— and we would like to add—think of your dresser if you are wise! What item of furniture do you last see each night—which the first {n the morning? Your dresser! You look at it when you are tired and weary; you look at it when you are | full of pep! Surely the dresser de- | Berves a great deal of consideration and respect. Too many people con- sider only the mirror which reflects their image! ‘he mirror {s really tnt Cae wa tate An Inlaid Dresser, only a small part of the dresser, The lines, the color, the height, the whole appearance of the dresser has an effect on our subconscious mind whenever we look at ft. An {tem so constantly in use should be the best we can afford, ‘The dresser In the photograph !s of walnut in two tones. 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