The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 26, 1925, Page 12

smoky room was hazier of tor crowd “Great Ceasar’s Ghost, what a weighed 50 fons, ‘The sun » ward the floor “I must have-drunk cyanide. Th must be Hell,” he chuckled. Some-/| If only he know If only he had a drink. He stared | terned sunbeams, out of the dir window. There boom, with jit: spiking out over the st focused the light in a squat red circle. He was the ing smirl again to rise, and fel] back with his head ringing horribly. Shanghaled, anyhow They were at the door. One was @ roaring, storm bred voice. It was spouting bitter briny’ profanity. The I ha door opened. Drake turned leaden. | ing ly to look. There was a big blond | lover is, man wearing a pilot jacket, and the landlord. They were angry. He felt oniy mildly interested. He tried to ask for water, but was not that they heard him. “1 paid you to get me 12 men!"| back t roared the big blond man. “You | cumbed welshed me, you crimpin’ crook “Yer lyin’, Mister Stevens, 2d the landlord, unafraid. “I got|it to your "leven. ‘aight pass out, pend ‘im wiv th “Send him to hell ter Stevens, furiously. over Drake, glared into his face, fully. * the floor. . WIDE <4 | WATERS Ye By CAPTAIN A.E.DINGLE- —% NEA. SE Daily QUINCE fn) HOLD Se —————— BEGIN MERE TODAY r DW GO ON WITH THE STORY Here, M Me. t iM THE CRIMP LAUNCHED HIMSEL? Drake felt som at work within ~sommnolent crowd, ‘count tim: upstairs,” he ordered usay brings a ke : CHAPTER Ty A Dude Like That! one thing ‘Drake was sur when a’ beam of bot morning ‘e's gorn He was alive. That he was | iy, jlike that certain of; Decause, afterwards, he| recalled wishing he were dead, The} Drake gun came thru a dirty window burned his eyes. It made his head throb. It reminded bim that he Mad played the giddy goat in Sailor bis wris ets. He * he groaned. He tried to s Hé could not. He knew he} lay on some sort.of couch, because | thing?’ he his hand, groping beside him, felt |thru the Ro floor, He lifted the hand; it | stopped, His wrist watel) attire; for. was gone. With that, his hand|to him from « must have weighed-5,000 tons. He/the voice of shook his liead.. He seemed to be| rot, but im a room. There was a window.}voice of 4 ne brilliantly. It must |be heard, be well ong in the forenoon. He | hateful voice knew he had a fob watch, as well) voice that had uttered that s« a8 tho wrist watch. He felt for/ing rem: a ft, but his hand. fell listlessly to-| view Stevens. again. Jeould not face of the morning in the ‘quite inade ( MY BANKRe ie THE SEATTLE STAR Doings of The Star’s Funny Folks Well, Asbestos Got Out ot ME | T WORRY “BC K i ~ TOW BOY Taaucnt!] / not Doc! 1 CANT C WATER) k Ab r AS non A | | YOUR DOvcH, Boss Fin ANY | Look at GREEN i Hold (T ALL! RRY HATS. WHAT FLOATIN’ A wo FT KNEW Wt Look AT “ THERE WUZ A FC NE | \ THat KALE $f ¢ 3 THE WATER! Se“ SHit — a THese Money | BACS ARE } MADE FoR! ) . MUSTA GONE DOWN Boots Has an Awful Time AWRIGHT =\L. FRECKLES ‘BOOTS ~ MILT YEAH 2 AINT HE TH HELP ME FIX |] GOOD LANO! You ARENT % WERE. PRETTIEST FIZZLE YEVER [ THIS DRE, |) GONG NO WEAR IY Nasa? — J~ | Saw ?GORN~\ WOULDNT SP a ded i gl elatel ca a HAVE GIVEN HIM A DATE MAKE HEADS FIX \T-AND a YONIGHT BOT NOBOUY Mar ELSE AGKED ME. 5 NOR XANS OoT |) Tg? © 1e25 oF MOM, WhY DO Ys ALWAYS COOK TH ASAT? CANT WS EAT IT WITHOUT COOKIN FORWARD IN ‘ jounced out in » the thicklas he qu aight. The barinen looked t Jandiord. He swept 1s ee aa) y around t fing the “Take ‘If th _ MOMENT POP ke fought 2 THEMSE UvE board youtt sunlight stabbed him into wakeful- |.) : natural it} Was entir red splotehed thingw whirled bet wate {Coins jingled in his trouser nies, His Biuabeloea’ of Bis: sabotiplote woman like Mag Par. tick Really, among them the of Mister Stevens He drew back into ¢ our to attend the shop. : wrapped about bi = (To Be Continued.) Altho T didn't r » that some kind of ont-| , he felt amused at his plight what time it was. | a yellow shawl of dust a long Ji fed upon it et from the beyond the high brick wall distortion in the window glass | jaughed, foolishly. red face of Joc ing at him, He tried “Thank my lucky star I swaen't|® his pain. | ¥ ful but thankful pre “tt T on hiad a big jug of water. Oh, Lord?" | Voices. sounded outside s room. | nd mi like You re * shout- | shearing, ‘s why I didn't} With re e's orlright, | ent, m Vil send ‘im dabn’ |can wled Mis-| being on He leaned | ptace or thumped him heavily in the Drake only grunted, but] soul, or tried to si his head reproach ‘This ‘ain't t first time you've Dutched me o or ver You would send this junk My He stepped crou id face | y age, his blue 4 the crimp, hia ¥ hor “Don't you lay ‘ands oa me, Mis- » business {x good for a married | husband in her thot y seem, both you | know that men tire easily of s wom |them quickest of all {An Intimate story of innermost emotions revealed by private letters) + Genel 2 atiall lov Vou sunt y creed shalt love you Jus , } | LETTER FROM than a banal or annoying | 4 TO WALTER BURKE, CONCLUDED I do not believe my dear Walter, ae lovitig: me now, Iam yours, | last and only See body and soul. Your wife, sea you so much that you realize now glad I shall be to get back to | with r that long | that 1 even look upon Lesiic’s 1. Oh, lt ‘opyright. 1925, time between your going away from and your coming back to be my and ix a spécter that -haunta me ~ me cold at the thought that again 1 might lose y earned that there ix noth-| kept me awn vay from you. TOMORROW: = Letter from Karl) ifraid you will get PVEMIURETT { the thrill of his Kisses, 5 eyes express a caressing words | & Olive Roberts Barton 5 14—CHRIS CROW BUYS A TRAP that lover you can not “take down your | that Mister Peg}and Flop Field Mouse and Johnny Jumping Mouse are all friends of as well as the apple-mouse house-mouse. They’ are , wtf customers, too, 1 sell them » and candles." rs! Are you selling *lyou hay lthetr travels ‘was old Chris Crow's lover without a 2 looked os 16 | OF & permanent | This bloke looked os if he| see ead {throat all tied up—-+as hoarse us a/c I was going to say ‘ . he was very hoarse. either a common- | an annoying thing | you leave head, as well as the bridle off your | what do you think T've/"0 was Nan pack on my back for?” de-| Peg Lex ope “Pip!” croaked Chris. Doctor Snuf- no," said Chris h take medl-|thought perhaps you were bringing & present. . But anywa: and}mind about that now, What have y be @ litile mixed, | would make me @ corn sprout as Well wish for corn just now it you are I have e erimp put up! pon't £ a slice of the r Next to that I'd nut-pick,”’ , hat pod they would do me, H. eg. |you stich a thing as ® mouse-trap? Now Mister Peg Leg had a|mouse friends where to look for the’ “Come on,” said Nancy. “We'll !evoryone and spat fearsomely on| do, 1 might change m: A conceited husband ts always an arrogant husband, and that is real. ! tender, fat mouse. ut! Tutt’? sald mustn't wish I WANT cue) RAW MEA) ) NOM !! ee AW, GEE JUMBO! You t WANT YouR BREAST }} DON'T YA? VEAM= WAIT: TU GETYASOMEMING ft WHY CANT WE How RIDICULOUS! DECPLE BAT Ir Duar way ( THAT EAT RAW MEAT ARE IF TX CANNIBALS ) UNCIVILIZED= No ONE IN DO, MOme 7 ACIVILIZED LAND ed EVER BATS Chick Has an Ugly Job BY MARTIN ' | WELL- WHATS TH DIFF 2? WERE GOING @ | ‘YO STAY HOME ( EVENING ~ KE NEVER TAKES ME ANYWHERE ! -LAM GOING GEE -THATS ALL RIGHT SON: HERE THEY Ai OUR CANDOATES - THE MISSES LUCY BONES AND DORA BELL I j chance of If will be because 1 be many THOSE HATS BIRDIE CIROWE] SEEM To RINLLNNIBIRY foils Cokrens = ALL OFA : SUDDEN cops her away from ly away, and, their own ambi h are apt to tire t here I am going to| and nor but as you 1} after th PRENDERGAST RUTH. A. Service, Inc.) | Mrs. Joseph Graves awful sock. | ap, the very newest kind, he didn't want to sell it to Chris after his remark. And he said ys But 2 doesn't ick had an idea, “If Chris | . somebody else will,” he said. ‘You'd better sell it to} him, Mister Pog Leg. ‘That will be 10 cents more toward your new croaked Chris in sur. |PC® lee.” The little peddier was puzzled and but anyway Mistet his pack and fish- Leg. “Did you{ed out the mouse trap and handed| | THE'NEW TRIMMER FROM THE CITY HAS think 1 was carrying it just for ex.|it over, | ARRIVED AT BIRDIE CRoweES SHOP - Chris almost shouted for joy and | id thn. tones without “a ards] Wo Weare tae a cu ons ACT IVI TAGON s| MAIN STREET To DAY — STANLEY Yow all I need is some ch rom the store and I’m all ready | ily. “I nev r f lr 1 \« r supper, nid he with a hes —_ cry snap ix A Beware ‘ ‘ ap and eware of it, ‘It's much ; ¢ ie } fror 1 te organ tever made you talk that) better to Know where it is than ' is Munch: Molise first | Crow, lan‘t’ waiting ‘yet, for his be uid the fairyman. asked Mister Pegs Leg when |not—besides you made 10 cents and| 5° they told Munch Mouse and | Per. sughed Chris, “A|they were on their iJ “Don't you se ay again. {nobody will come to any harm. — | after hunt they found Johnny “We'll go right away and tell our |Log. “I never thought of tan | Mouse and Wop Wield Mouso and of them, 1 hope Chris’ res FLAPPER FANNY says. THE OLD HOME TOWN BY STANLEY YOU SAY-MAW ) /No-jo-1 SAY IS KICKING 1S GOIN’ To BoARD ACROSS TH STREET (To Be Continued) answered Nick.| “You are a smart boy,” sit} Yog|Jumping Mouse and Dick Apple | “PY AY MES Star Want Ads on must be RESULTS.