The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 4, 1925, Page 12

ees 4 PI i WIDE- 5) CADTAIN AE DINGLE Ss vet M a and STING, a * 1 gianced at: } , . . { Next tim ' f jas at the " . 4 his And \ H a r p shaming him bef ; MARY MANNING, daughter of the wa g bin 4th owner, who {a a pass 1 . Orontes, Joe Bunting and Dra " . bands tn th Ww ake . us erted Ma NOW GO ON WITH THE fat weevils he wou aft and demanded laughed need up, to gratify senses wi! sight of stood there in sailor the growled Joe. Drake st i at the voice. It drag m out of his dream. He lo t the skipper And he, too, wo! what could be the matter. Jake Stevens was not looking at Mary Manning. His eyes were cold and hard. He was smiling. fn truth, but it was the smile of a satior-fed shark And was fixed full upon Drake and the work in his hands, The sk eto Mr Twining, o s whist shrilied out “You, Drake! Lay aft!* “Go on!’ wheezed Jo, “Don't give after yuhr" Drake laid down his work leisure painty © to & ‘im no chan ly, and rummaged among the can vas scraps. “Go on!” wheesed oJe, painfully ‘The skipper was scowling Drake picked up the scissors he had bor- | rowed and walked aft, trying to brush and pull his soiled and torn | dungarees into somo sort of fitness | as he went. “Get a move on, m'lad?” cried the | mate. The skipper’s eyes glittered. | Mary took her eyes from the fore/ hatch gathering and looked intere edly at Drake as he mounted the le side ladder. “You told me you had been to sea} before,” snapped the skipper. “Yes, sir," smiled Dralee, meeting the glittering eyes squarely, wonder- | ing what new humiliation was to be/| tried out upon him. | “Take the helm. Mister Twining, | swatch him! If he's been lying, keep | him there until ke learns!” | pt. Stevens turned to Mary, and| she looked up rather surprisediy im-| Yo a face wreathed in a broad smile Sometimes she was puzzled at Ste-| vens’ moods. She felt certain this} sudden decision to have Drake stand @ trick at the wheel was induced | simply by meanness. As for the genesis of that broad smile, she did not know what it was. Only a sailor | could be expected to know the su-| premeé disgrace of being driven from | the heim of a sailing ship for in competency. Besides, she had no} inkling of the depth to which Ste-| vens had been stirred by her out-| spoken championship of the mature ‘ship's boy. The helmsman whoxe | Proper trick it was, passed on his} sway to join the singsong, grinning} expectantly, for he was one of the| foc’cs’le hands who could not un- derstand Drake and therefore dis-| Uked him. “Shall we walk a while?* the skipper suggested, taking her arm in a strong grip. They turned and | walked the deck, past the wheel, to} the taffrail and back to the forward} rail. Mr. Twining stood beside the| wheel, watching the compass with a of Dra CHAPTER IX Mary Takes the Helm acked not given di to by t was fly party urged ©: hea by tho two youns seamen, Tubbs and Sims y Id have led that gang, but his two Meutenants proved far too Old Bill Gadgett played a of Jack o” both til's way. Hi He s he was maki tisfied. He had tried was only ¢ used to and he as far he «a over 4 he years; warming clear up of the ere hanging by one hand es before descending topmast back forecastle of ufying found a wordy battle on nd Joe, and the gang 4 a bitter spite aga nen having been hauled from his bunk in favor Joe was busy upon a gen- eral overhaul of his bunk “Tt t'eenk you keesm da boy some- challenged Tony des seemed to bt proof trial time, Joe, hat perately. Joo against his jibes. “M'lad, you run away an’ play be get burt,” ed Joo, hin shoulders still buried in his | Drake stood just bf side silence fore yo! wondering at the the door that suddenly came over the waiting wang | “Who weel hurt me, ha?’ demand. ed Tony, stepping nearer and touch- | Ing Joe's bending back. Joo slowly | emerged, his fat, red face wearing an} 2, his keen gray} eyes glittering } after fash- ion of some forecastie fighters, Tony leaped to get the advantage before his foe could straighten up. He fell upon Joe while the fat little red man | was twisted halfway around, and} drove him back savagely upon the} harp edge of his bunk, It was an/ old trick, and one likely to break riba | if properly followed up. Tony pro- ceeded to follow it up. One knee was | on Joe's hips, Tony’s nervous fin gers were twisted in Joe's gray-shot | red hair. The sailors drew up thetr | legs and howled delightedly, for nothing could stop the fight now | until one man was beaten to a pulp. | That was a sailor's way. But they | had to wait just one breath longer. | Zefore Tony had fairly seized Joe's | red hair, Drake left his place by the} door and reached the pair in one smooth leap, and his hands dug down into Tony's shirt collar. | “Fair play, Tony! Let him up!" he shouted, and with a knee at Tony's | back, forced him upright “1 'veenk you ask for get keel, by | Jese!’ stuttered Tony, and let go of Joe to punch Drake in the eye. Joe got up, and thrust at Drake. “Leave him to me, Joe,” J expressi Drake + (An Intimate story of innermost emotions revealed by private letters) WELEGRAM FROM MRS. LESLIE PRESCOTT TO MRS. MARY ALDEN PRESCOTT * Jack will be at Waldorf at 7 clock Monday ‘morning. You can catch him between 7 and 8 My smother will also be there. She is “going to join her son-in-law, Karl Whitney, abroad. The babies are “fine, and I am feeling almost as good as ever again. LESLIE. a —_—_—-¥ “| Telegram From Leslie Prescott | ei Alden Prescott ¥ I —# | Have wired your mother that you qill be az the Waldorf early Mon- “@ay morning. She wants to come «over here. You had better bring her “over with you after you have seen “mother off. LESLIE. Ey ining | Letter From John Alden Pres. | | 4 cott to Mamie Keeler e———_—— ———-— Dear Mamie: Just note. I haven't been seeing you lately because I have come to my senses, You know t when we first met “I fold you th probably some day | “1 would go as xuddenly out of your Hite ag 1 had come into it. s | Pd The time han now come for the | going. | + Mamie, J don't think I have left) fyou any worse than when I fourd Gyou. You were then on the verge ~~ 3 | received your| of stafvation. Your former lover had left you. As I write this I am almost smiling (not/quite, Mamie, not quite) at the picture you made sitting on the front steps of my house, as I came stumbling home| from Canter’s that night. At that time I thought the world was against me, but I was only drunk. You looked so forlorn when you opened those great round eyes with fear and said: to the police, Then as I bure’ remarked you're drunk. “LT am drunk, my girl,” I an- swered, “and I really believe you're glad.” You see, Mamie, I thought no one in the world eared for me and I had received a great ragging from my secretary that afternoon. She told me that I was neglecting my business and drinking too much. | 1 was just drunk enough to think the world was all right again when | you said you were giad. | When I asked you why you were giad 1 was drunk, you answered “Drunken men may be divided into Don't give me over| I'm just going, sir.” | ed against you, you : “I really believe two classes—good and bad-natured | t animaly—and you're a good-natured one. Please take me into your| house. I'm hungry and very cold.” | (Copyright, 1925, The Seattle Star.) TOMORROW—This letter — con- tinued. JOE QUINCE JouR VALET MIND Your." Wat t yLel MoNey = ARE YOu CRAZY OF SERVANTS BE ATin' (T ae Boss's DoOUsH BEFo! MRE _ mt THE * TVE HEARD/|VWouoNn'T Do WITH THEN 5 BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES Vent THAT Boots | [SS MAING AQ THAT NOISE PROFESSOR? SHE AAD A LOT CF WORK TO BE CONE THIS EXENING -} | WONDER WHAT ( SARS OP To ? 5 (LS THAT GHE CAN BE, ) ER“ STUDYING, ARON PORSRLE cea ) ALL MY QUESTIONS READILY WHAT } HELLO CHICK | THIS 1S MARIAN~ LWANT YOU TO COME OVER TONIGHT at MUST TALK 44 ~ TLRENEN YoRHoBWoK ) SC: FoRryou AND You ANSWER 5” L THINK TSA said quietly, and methodically went » work upon the spitting Tony. n Joe stared. Druke had not gone thru a sea apprenticeship without learning to fight; and, being intelligent, and hating a beating, he had learned to fight to win. But win ning by such tactics as he used was a new experience in the forecastle. Hoe used his fists entirely. When 1 Tony, almost blinded by straight jaba, his lips split, and his nose @ gory ruin, rushed cursing to a clinch and used knees, «kull and teeth in desperation, Drake used one arm to force «pace for himself, and with his free fist drove upp chin that came pP his head. to unshipping (To Be Continned) CANVURES OF TANS PUNE & Olive Roberts Barton NO. 19—MRS. CRACKNUTS’ ROSE SHAWL ‘There was to be a party in the nd-Of-Dear-Knows-Where. A birthday party! A birthday party for Mrs. Blos- som Bunny! But altho every Tom, Dick and Harry and Susy, Jane and Mary, knew all about it, Mrs. Bunny her self never knew a word. ‘ Because it was to be a surprise and she wasn't to know a thing about it until the very day. But you may be sure that busi. ness was good for Mister Peg Les, the little peddier man, He and Nancy and Nick were as busy as— as ants in a sugar barrel. And the way he was. selling things al- most made him dizzy with happ!- ness. “My, my!" he declared. “At this rate I shall not only be able to buy HOW TO EXD | BLADDER TROUBLE temarkable resulta in clearing up long-standing ¢ bladder trouble and weak kidn are being obtained with a remai able remedy originally compoun many years ago by & famous Hol- land chemist. overworked and congested kidneys and bladder, and tenes them up and ‘estorea them to normal working order often in 24 hours. Physicians have known ite value for years, but it in only recently that the genuing impotted oll has been put up in eany-to-take, taatelens capstile form, | name of Red Mill Haare pata only b0c, and sold un- money-back guar- druggists, Owl te under the Jem O11. € der ane antes, It. goes direct to the) me a fine peg leg, but mebbe I'l) have enough |another wooden leg and a couple of | wooden arms. They might come in never new over to buy me can handy some time—you tell.” “Oh, don't forget your head ter Peg Log,” laughed Nancy. might need a wooden head some- jtime, too!’ “I have one,” answered the Uttle fellow merrily. And then they Ji laughed again. y happy. — fine for two Business was rea. sons, One reason was that everybody had to have something new to wear to the party. The other reason was that every- body had to take Mrs, Bunny a pres Home Treatment . For Piles If you suffer from bleeding, itch- ing, blind or protruding piles, you can easily treat yourself at home with Mrs, Summers’ Pile Supposl- torles, and avoid nesdiess expense and suffering. Safe, healing, sooth ing. ta report spredy relief and recover: Ask your druggist, or send today for FREE TRIAL, with useful information, by addressing |The Summers Medical Company, Box 55-P, South Bend, Ind,—Adver- tisement, SEATTLE ] THE IDEAS 2 Kc A THING LiKe THAT Bul THose Guys HAVE Me So UPSET ™ GOING BACK ( NEGLECTED ME THE BEAUTY CONTEST — YOU NEVER CALL LP OR TAKE ME OUT ANYMORE ~ . uts to Tony's} STAR Now Asbeok \JusT © CAS ad MinD t a \\ WHY. BOOTS f WHY ARE You ) | WASTING XOUR TIME THIS A \y. MAX = Ou KNOW You Ay BHOOLD BE SIODY~ AN inne. Is There Method SHAME THE WAN “+ SINCE. THOSE GIRLS ENTERED BUT USTEN SWEETIE ~ {T'S ONLY A MATTER OF BUGINESS- TL AM HIRED To TAKE THOSE GIRLS T+ THAT'S MY JOB" FLAPPER FANNY says: The first broadcaster was the first woman who kiseed and told. —_—— And Mister Peg Leg did have the nicest carrot perfumes and things like that as well as lettuce-leat handkerchiefs and beet pin cush- fons. But everything wasn't all roses and daisies, There yas trouble, too. And {t Is ono of these affairs this story Is about. It's about, the red and blue shawl that Mrs. Cracknuts bought to wear to the party and. what happened to it, Nancy and Nick and the little peddier man came to the grounds of the Cracknuts building (which waa called Maple Troe Flats) and Munch Mouse took them up in the elevator and thdy all got out, Tap, tap, tap! they went on Mrs. acknuts’ own door to her apart- | ment Mra, Cracknuts answered it her. self. “Do you need anything today asked Mister Peg Leg. “Well, I should say I do," cried in What You Look At WEDNI BY KEN KLING 1 KNewW ’ ve BEEN “TT WAITIN u Lau pay) VS , Rt A YEAH ~ THATS WHY \'VE GOT To BE CAREFOL AN NOT USE tr EXES Too much; 1 \ THINK ILL Go OUT AN -—- TAKE IN A MOVIE — Bor “CONT GRE, CORA - Mr | & TEST OF Wed fies ARE ALL | Tomorrow ? Warofioowwr \L_ sy —{ foy $ FEEL LiKE STUDYIN ANY MORE 7, Pe) “BY BLOSSER Oks UNITED j ’ CAPITAL OF THE ngs \ UNITED STATES? in Her Madness eP HELLO ~ SAFETY CROSS DRUG STORE? ~ SEND OVER SiK JARS OF DON'T ARGUE WITH ME~ I'M TH WITH HOU"! = TAKE BACK YOUR OLD WRIST WATCH < IT'S LIKE YOUR, AFFECTION -I “THOUGHT IT WAS PLATINUM BUT IT'S ONLY NiCKECPLATED = GOODNIGHT I MARIAN'S SECRET AMBITION OME TOWN ali ssmuimese THE OLD H ITs ABOuT TIME US GIRLS GOT ACHANCE ‘TO LOOK AT bs You SAY- THE NEW MILLINER FROM THE CITY;TRIMMED THE SHOW WINGOW AT BIRDIE CROWES HAT SHOP TODAY f “Come| “Show her that blue silk shawi|Cracknuts the minute sh saw it haven't a thing tojwith the red roses on it,” said ‘lL certainly have | Bunny's birthday |Nancy, “You'd look hke a queen|!I hope it doesn't | Darty. It's been so long since Ijin that, Mrs, Cracknuts,” dollars.” was out in society that I've let my} So Mister Peg Leg undid his “No, sir, 1 mean, no ma’am ‘§ run down something scan-|pack and brought out the blue silk }a real bargain,” said Peg Les Have you something aid he (To Be Continued.) “Oh, laws a daisy me!” cried Mrs. | (copyright, 1925, Ne B. A. Servite ) the squirrel right in, I wear to Mrs. Indy happily clothes 4 le pretty?