The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 5, 1925, Page 10

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THE SEATTLI I PAGE 10 THE OLD HOME TOWN @®1924 NRA BEGIN HERE TODAY R ’ wen Evcat\ SUCH “TAL PULLMAN DENTIST NOUR cw BALD » ANC “TO IF HE Doe LET Kéy “THING ALONE DROP IT BEFORE T SMACK You! j \own BRot attitud ts moi DURNED IF HEY DIDNT TAKE spoke reason to But tt cannot remembe now Go on W ee a — Se “Ave ’ 3 j } . (You SAY—-THESE) (NO-NO> Tm ROBBERIES || ITLL keeps ARE GETTIN “| | FELLER To BE A_ WHERE To FRIGHT © s that I HIS TEE NIGHT! T 7 f > 0 glan that e said. A «the : Nward, Now, | 2000 / Bin @ — . payunted. You crvere a haa nd the dead, or at Is th s not » uy t hot u ga Yes. hand, “You te revolver peared?” MW Wy Wo Uy, ~* THE FALSE TEETH DIsPLAyY, /N FRONT OF OLD Doc PULLMANS OFFICE, WAS STOLEN LAST NIGHT — THIS IS "THE SBCOND BIG ROBBE WITHIN A WEEK- 102s wv mea serwice, inc \-5-25 Jf had invelunt« appraising giancel twfore ou » blinded by the sad Jon light you could not seo Mrs. Raynor clearty Malcolm Finley looked chagr and then, /in manly ‘fashion he cepted the yaltuation. eyes were How coukl yea ate the weap j It was dusk+not entirely dark, | and the metal shane clearty "Yes, it would. Y , Raynor—" 3 a huddled eeing the piste happened, and I » “Yes, I know; at came and—here glanced at once nor?” “No—or, I t spoke slowly. ‘I sh first at Mr. Raynor ~ nod. o™M WHY MOTHERS GET GRAY THE MAIL ROBBERY MOM’N POP MR GUNN — MISS GERTIE WARP JUST Bi: EPHONED © cked it up then poir toward Mrs, 1 saw quit o been when wret 80 aging that | must has 1 rather than dasaled, and snntel, most, by th Demand rect it by SRR iF SHE'S AWW. decause of my fer + i aid not see cleatty—definitely, rather exact posit or he she sttod if the levly souk] eee thm) other ame You noticed Ming Wise | Reed rou: ‘0/03 GENDING HE r eyes glanced | » - Siatt * TEQ a stood ley fidgeted. It was @ glib tale to Dobbi quite another to meeth those blue eyes with an indefinite state- ment *T do: desperately; ust standing out nor coming in.” “Certainly not ‘fleeing,’ then Wise nodded. “You saw her f Mr. Finley?” equally agitated two ladies mau | you phserved Mrs. Raynor. W tear hawe no more def at last she was going know,” he sald, should say there—nefther I cannot tell you,” Mal ley said, with dignity “Will you tell me _ | tng to Nan, “whether ing or entering the {tights appeared?" } “I don’t know | opey to think I was so startled by the oceasion. | great deal.’ and also #0 blinded by the sudden| 1 can’t think—I can't remember." ight, that I cannot say whether I/ «you were sitting o the terrace m } Wise said, t you were room wh a ace, BOOTS AND HK BUDDikS Crying Is a Simp WHERE ARE Yoo || AW OVER To TH LiIBRaRY=\ (WHY, | THOUGHT You | GOING, 2 || THEY Loc OP WN A FEW WERE GOING TOR | Boorse MINUTES AND 1GoTTA Lor || DANCE TONIGHT > OF STUDYING To Do BEFORE ) ey crs \ tI | patos | . Again Finley paused: “Mr, Wise,” he eald, “T cannot say. le Matter With Boots CANT You | fi) GOSH - JIMMIE, ANY STRAIGHTEN THINGS | RIPPY AN’ JOHINY ANY’ OUT SOMEWAY ? LESTER AN RANK Any ang i SOLLY ALL THOUGHT THEY 7) Way mean a } WX MAKES ME 90 BLAMED MAD? JD CRY \F 1 WASNT WW Such A HURRY! \ WAS" BOT THERE WAG A | BIG Mix-UP AN \ GUESS 1D THE DATE WITH ME. | \ CANT GO WITH ALL OF'EM Go ‘ a when | \ at yet him, her eyes full of uncer- m E 4 D HIS FRIENDS 7 “Mrs. Raynor, then as you had been sitting in the dusk, your eye | were aceustomed to it—not as if yo had come from a lighted room | you reached the west door of th |parior, was the door open? You can stop them now with Creo-/ wide with horror, mulsion, an emulsified creosote that | tainty is pleasant to take. Creomulsion is} “you way the tnexorabla bine & new medical discovery with tw0-| even looked steadily at her. fold action; {t soothes and heals the| “1 saw—" ake spoke Bke one hyp inflamed membranes and Kills the) notiged, then she seemed fairly to for the treatment of chronic coughs | woioe, and tho girl, Zils, glided to and colds and other forms of throat | xan’s side, sank in a low seat beside and lung troubles. Creomulsion con-| her and took her hand tains, in addition to creosote, other} “as to incidental matters, the| AW-Aow WHY Diya healing elements which soothe and | astective said, speaking on as {f with- | ? . f heal the inflamed membranes and) ou: interruption, “whoso was the WANTA GO AN TELL MoM “Ys.” “You rose at once | toward the sun pavior? Tea “Nothing alarming—at first.” Chronic coughs dnd persistent Put you saw—" colds lead to serious lung trouble. Nancy looked germ. | wrench her own gaze away from the Of all known drugs, creosote 18) detective's as she cried out, “I won't recegnized by the mudical frater/ tel) you what I a | nity as the greatest healing agency) «Lot her alone,” said a soft little His Argument Is Geod stop the Irritation and inflammation. | .o.o)yer7 | I GOT A STRAY DOs? Mow while the creosote goes on to the! a+ belonged to my brother,” Miss | SWELL MAKE ME TAKE ee a rites the (blood, | Mattie said, eagerly. gind to take a attacks the seal trouble and | part in this enthralling conversation. { WAWBLL, HE'S A ORPHAN AN’ SOMEBODY | HAD T TAKE "IM INNS AAWW os FRECKLES AN ir AW), MOM-T FOUND 2 | IT MAKES Al DIFFERENCE) HIM IN TH! ALLEY AREF AN BE WAS SHIVERN ALL OVER FROM GEE WITT, MOM— MON-FRECKLES HOW WOULD You FEEL Gor A Los DOG WA destroys the germs that lead to con. | sumption. Creomtlsion !s guaranteed satis- factory In the treatment of chronic coughs and colds, bronchial asthma, catarrhal bronchitis und other forms of throat and lung diseases, and fs excellent for building up tl system after colds or the flu. Money refunded if any cough or oold, no matter of bow long standing, is not relieved after taking according to! directions, Ask your druggist. Cree. Atlanta, Ga.—Adver- To Rely On Cuticura To soothe and heal the rashes and ating SHELL ‘GASOLINE Wise looked at her with interest. “Where did he keep it?" “Right in the table drawer in the sun parlor.” “Who knew the revolver was tn that drawer?’ “Everybody Raynor replied. “Flngerprinte”’ | “None were found on it except | mine,” Maleolm Finley volunteered, “I've been told you wiped it with |your handkerchief, Mr. Finley, even | whiled you were dazzled by the sud- jden light and dazed by the shock of j the tragedy.”’ | ‘Yes, I did it unthinkingly—” | “You did not do it unthinkingly,” the detective sald. “You did it pur- jposely—to remove fingerprints either your own oF another's! Will |you say which?” | "1¢ 1 say which, T shall certainty | say my own—for [ have no reason to suspect any one els “Did you shoot Mr, Raynor?" | “I am not obliged to answer that }question, as you well know, Mr | Wise.” | “And you prefer not to do 807" | “Now, as to the mark of the over- {shoe on the floor.” The detective | seemed to Jump from one subject to {another easily. “Who saw it?” “1 did,” Miss Raynor vouchsafed. “The other detective showed it to me. He said ft was a clew.” | “It in," Wise said gravely. “Was lit a whole print of the sole?” | | “Oh, no; just @ partial print —of one side of the rubber.” “Which side2:’ “Let me see, now,” Miss Mattie was clated and 4 little flustered.) in the house,” Miss lright foot—yes, that was ft. T looked at it most carefully. It was positively the print of & new overshoe; it was lon the floor between the two rugs, {and—why, I could draw you a pic ture of it! It was the elear, fullj | print of the right side of the right | foot.” “Are the rights and lefts of overshoos so clearly defined?’ asked | Goddard. (Continued in Our Next Issue) Neither white hair nor white flow: rs contain a white pigment, *| Nick, Reed & Olive Roberts Barton NO. 17—THE MI “I'm sure I can't imagine where, that goblin can have disappeared to,” ! said Johnny Sweep to Nancy and “Do you suppose he can have decided to be good?” “It's quite Mkely,” said Nancy. “T have heard about naughty little gob lins getting ashamed of themselves| and trying to behave.’ » | Tho fwins and the Bweep were standing on the roof windering what! to do next. But as they were talk-| ing, a woman with a market basket a friend in the stroet. Her words came up quite plainly to three pairs of cars, and this is what she was saying “The queerest thing happened in the grocery store just a little while ago. Tho signs got mixed up. The! {apple sign got on a pile of flour!ing change in all my life. sacks and eald ‘Two for five cents,’ T’ordered two sacks at once,” Johnny Sweep looked at Nick and Nick looked at Nancy and Nancy | looked at Johnny Sweep. { Tor they knew! | They knew that there was no mig-4 jever XED UP SIGNS take and that Snitcher Snatch + getting cood at all the little goblin's mi “Let's go to the g away!" whispered Naney “I think we'd better, Sweep, men't of id Johan So hopping on his broom, Johnny clicked hig tongue and all :h of them were off in an instant. Whow they reached the grocery store they all hopped off Johnny's broom and marched right in thru the street door The poor grocer was too much up: “Why, it was tho right side of the|o" her arm stopped to gossip with|set by certain goings on to seo how travel. | Jack they were, for by ing up and down #9 many chimneys, the Twins had become almost sooty as Any Sweep himself he grocer saying very over kept ‘Can 1 be losing my nd over enson? I single mistako count I, who an ounse of pep: How could {t hay happened that J got the signs all my store mixed 1 must have been walking in my sep!" Behind the sugar barrel Suiteher who never made a mis ror never made a Ke pound of sug per in my life, |snaten lon hee, hoe! like that Nancy tee hee!’ just But t | Nick and Johnon | laughing und 8 stopped “Ti have to get ow 4 he The up! “The beans out of the Thoy'ro after me bag! sign on a basket Try exh every from th one “Just look Another sign on tomatoes said Twenty cents a | A sign on a |said, “Fresh out |cents a pound Nancy laughed “If you look behind all your bar els, Mister Grocery Man,” “perhaps you will learn Snitcher Snateh heard {vefore the grocer could little goblin darted bet legs and out of thé I think your wig have any more, We I'm at that!” he said. a pile of canned Just off the nest n.” yeli&e pumpkin { the sea. Twenty her, wer ht and the fat en misbe * sald the grocer don't now what he meant by: ie Continued) | (Copsrigat RRA vice, Tne.) | Pearl divers find it easy to frighten off sharks, PESKETS EBsgE Sp - | { tresses _ The Tangle (An Intimate story of innermost emotions revealed by private ietters) this new young an which so m jembracing t te know } edge," | know jtheir mothers Keeping understand th last analys “Those who always know why &/ ing them ignorant, I thing Is, realiz®é how unnecessary it! out of fashion is to make others unhappy ff they! ‘The moving picture tél will only give to thelr impulsive acts | secrets of life to the ebild dl little thought. ‘The things that|than her grandmother evtt hurt us m are not those | you ti mothet are intended to hurt us, but those | make for greater understam Which we know are done without | consideration between the # thought, because the one who does | asked, them dots not care enough to re-| yfother looked at me/ frain from doing the thing unt haste and I knew she 1 hurts us.” ing that even I had falta Bee, my a wonderful | new way of bringing sex it woman, Almost everything she has | discussion. rned she has acquirea in toe! great school of experience, She did not find her place in life; she made | a place herself. Sho has always | tinued. with her regiment, and ~ van ses ve) STOPS CROUP medals for bravery in! * it | Mothers want it, been wonderful since dad | clears atvay the chokl died most stops the hoarse cot iM is right, Leslie; but Iam afraid that| that she is nearer to him than fulsleep. Safe and. |sometimes she will comg to the con-| was when he was alive. Jclusion that all her khowle is} After I Tead your letter to her we Hi BER not happiness, ‘Those who know as| began talking about some of the| GO H REY much about life as she does must! stories of the moving picture ac No Narcotict did before innocent— LETTER FROM 1 COTT TO BRE Dear Bee: J was tremendously in ested in your letter, I wonder it husband of yours appreciates you as you deserve. I had many letters of condolence but they were of the stereotyped kind. one except you told me jthat in a short while timo would blunt my grief over my little sister | Alice. | Already T am beginning to forget, |these last few months of unhappi: with Alice, and remember her only as a bright, loving girl. So, you | 1 see, i knoW what ybu told me 4 | tr All those other people knew t too, but they did not take the trouble to tel it to moe, or else the had an idea that I could not stand the truth. I read your letter to she smiled that dear, ing smile of hers as she oe “Do mother is ness A, Serial etter (Copyright, 1924, N. E. TOMORROW—This now, being ing life’s She L ve many batth ha On mother and comprehend uid sberad: tO* feed Is |

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