The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 5, 1925, Page 12

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| } ti : ii j a | es rabies Ss cieenoenatipananeerendion m _ foolishly WATERS “5, CAPTAIN A.E.DINGLE A Oar — — ae ~ NEA, SERVICE INC “ ~ . = —__ — BEGIN HERE TODAY AL A A * aboard MARY MANNI aug * 5 wer rng has made a r : P anoth ’ b ‘ c fia teps in and § ds t at ‘ NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY mombat Ike Saintly Interrupts Aw ‘ INH ALING THE MORNING'S, FRESH NESS 4 Tubb between Drake . and crouched there arms to th on hands and k Dra tox er hi and Tubbs him and dragged him out or wash him off. Joe seized Drak> by the hand, and dragged him over to! the bunk, where he filled his own precious little nose-warmer With rict' plug tobacco and handed/it to Rinmin proud silence. j “Good lad, yer a godd lad, T allus | “You wore et frock, and a silly potehap: at that hid your] ears and almost smothered your} face.” he sk ty He potished } away at his . but glanced up} hor eyes widen, | ted teeth gleam thru lps and grinned and her pa aid so,” sald old - Bill Gadgett.""| slightly ope a little gasp of! lighting a scrap of paper fer Drake's | surprise mile broke over pipe. her and she brows. “Better watch aht fer ‘is knife,| ,, u were in a beastly tem ‘bert Oats from chum,” warned H Fi per,” she revorted. “You slammed his top bunk. “Them Dagoes ‘ud) ji 0° ota ‘ stick a feller soon as jook at ‘im!* on ~ piel 1 pm oe | Drake laughed. Other quiet sailor-) ))7"4 ea apache | men laughed, too. Herbert Oats was} believed to have cause for dislike of Tony. Tony had stolen bix girl ring, or something. not a fighting man, so long aa he had a choice. He was a good. warner; prophet of evil | “Shut yer ‘ead, y* lopeared crow!" growled Nick Coombs. “Tony's on'y| killin’ sheeps after this. Keep under | cover, me son.” But when all was over, and eight bells struck, and the first watch was set for the night, Drake rolled into} his bunk and sighed blissfully. - He had fought and won | nét be the hardest man to beat, but| he had beaten him, and done it well.) Better still, he had done it with ease. | He was hardening. But Herbert was} * embarked on this crazy esca-/ ade for." | 80 crazy?” hé asked softly, | oked full into her blue eyes! so much meaning in his own) slowing, black ones that the blue exes. fell, the deep. color flooded her | neck and throat. and she turned her with face away. Drake bent over his bra polishing ‘like _ math } chuckling ppity. And the big ship swung wide of her course, for Mary's | attention wad far, far 6ff. The main | skysail flapped and went aback; the} | royals began to shake; the flying sib Tony might| rattled its hanks and thumped its sheet blocks. Mary spun the big} wheel; Drake sprang to help her; but the mischief was done. The skipper | came running up the ladder, his face THE JOE QUINCE SEATTLE ‘-* Daily Doings of Now, Leok Out, You The Star’s Funny Folks Kummers and (We're CONE To QUT — THiS BURG — IT CAN'T \ SELL CRYING TOWELS / (_HERE 5 - y | a> DM, L LiKe MIAMI mMuC sc You = 1h FRECKLES AND HIS FRIEN 6se NIZZ~YOURE BATIN | ‘ AN APPLE AN! WE AINT HAD )] BREAKFAST VET« IM GONNA )} 7. TELL MOMON YOU! Ue” | MOM'N POP comin’! j TWAT OY TNR THIS \/ MAvBe 1 OKD], SURE, | HEARD —"™, way, Tae! 0 KNOW YOULL. ¢ BATING AN AP AN BOTY 5 Ir To we “THAT'S A WOMAN For 4OU- 1 TOLD \\ 1S~ A HONEY MOON 4 ™ NOT GONNA , STAY HERE IF // | i Ms 1 \ t JusrT ses Hor | WAAT ON EARTA ¥ THE MATTER > BOCTS? YOu HAVENT SAID A WORD SINCE Yoo CAME HOME - HAVEN'T You GOT A OATE YOR TONIGHT? STOMACH F Get A DO ANY THING To STAY sos! Tro y Here ! Love a WELL WHAT IS S ABOUT THAT ? \ THOUOHT = YOU L\KED BY KEN KI , HERE pO le Ferm \ F hea hee BY MARTIN ‘ “aed a ete: P O ShD | \ DO~ BOT, BLAME IT, | \% ‘tA Map AT Him l 4 ABOUT SOMETHIN’ { Him. =f AN’ \ CANT REMEMBER 1 ig WHAT AT IG! | - $ j ‘ BEFORE THAT alll GAVE ME THE AIR” ) NOTHING - 1 HAD AS MUCH "TIO SAY ABOUT THAT AS HELLO CHICK~ 1 HEARD MARIAN CAVE You THE "AIR" LAST NIGHT - HOW ABOUT DOT ABOUT THAT AFFAIR. LAST NIGHT ANO SHE PROMISED NOT To TELL ANYONE = WOMEN) CAN KEEP A \T? HEE -HEE SECRET ABOUT AS LONG ASAKIO CAN KEEP A PENNY AROUND ACANDNY STOR! “<6. | portending ili for the culprit. He} In the pink-shaded first flush of a] stopped and stared when he saw pod | Da ORR te Ais cl i ie a8 is eit cba: Fae? fine-weather dawn, the great clipper| helmsman; then a sarc sneer ; awoke to another day's work. © All| twisted his face and he curtly told) lieved the. wheel; he picked up his| didn’t she neighbor in the dripping with dew, she, was; lovely | the second mate to. get a man. to the) ork tin and moved to the sky-| bright shaw! : with mantling light. Drake carried | wheel. Drake had got the ship to her| ligtrt rods. “Oh, dearf’ she sighed. 1 his brass rags aft. The doctor and | course by the time the seaman re-| (To Be Continued) wish that Ben babar buy brat P -—— - -- ~ ~—ishaw!l with re roses on yen Tony bent over the grindstone for-| ward, putting razor edges on two butcher knives. A sheep was to be} killed for fresh meat, and Tony dobad | to lend a hand. He and the doctor) got along very well. A terrific cluck ing in the chicken coops brought the doctor aft, running, the steward popped out of the main-deck door, and the second mate ran to the rail; agrs. Cracknuts took the lovely|in her bureau drawor but none of them were smart enough. halfdeck coffee again. Drake grinned as he went up the poop ladder. He had been an apprentice once. He fell to work upon his brass-| work, feeling as if the world might yet be his. A good fight won ver a tonic to a rea} man. A fight & Olive Rob MRS. CRACK | NO. 20- |red and blue shawl that the little There were eggs for the| peadier man handed her out of his|up a little song. |pack and held ft up with a little squeal of de! | “f never saw anything so gorge he cried. “lI buy this d it to Mrs. Bunny's birthday I shall certainly be the bell How much is it, Mis ous!’ wear party, won is more than tonic; it is in Not s million dol- tion. Drake hummed a song. ¥ e Mr. Adams stood forward, giving ‘ orders to the bosun. ailors were “Ne aid the fairyman “A getting out brooms and buckets, | lion dollars less nine squegees, and hose; Chips rigged the head pump. The log line twirled merrily; the biue seas flashed into creaming white as the ship crushed land ninety-nine thousand, nine hun- ed ninety-eight dollars and ts. I can’t count that much,” dr je sigh oe RN le Gl no} | ghe repeated it quite loudly so that lher husband could hear thru t open window birthday.” 1 for my erts Barton NUTS’ ROSE SHAWL w |see how he had. taken it. and never let on. She so happy that she made It, went } arrived s make fine birds they) sgra jout tra dum de ay, | far away d, Cracknuts took her of heft bureau drawer in t "Fine fe Tra dum de j}Over the hills an Tra dum de ay, tra dum de ay!” Every little while she would 80 lane declared, and look ot the shawl and even lay |p, geen, I'll hang it out while of wrinkles. But ho went on reading his paper By and by the day of the party he “J do wish that Ben would buy me & bright red and blue} she went in, she peeped to shaw! | morning, and {t was simply a-mass “Til have to hang it out to air,” “or it won't be fit to it over her shoulder and walk UP |g to market.” endl COWn.. apps A eee biel gi Mister Peg Leg and the Twins out on to her porch to seo how ttl gaw it there and thought it was # |Cracknuts’ shawl and sho had At that very instant Mrs. Bunny | right to hang it out tf she chose happened to be out emptying gar- (To Be Continued) bage into her garbage can. And] copyright, 1925, hundred | Would look withthe sun shining oD | queer, but after all it was Mrs a them, turned into blue and |ed Mra. Cracknuts. “I never was| white as she Jeft them, and turned|@9Y s00d at geography. Sut it again into deepest azure heyond the sounds awful. “It's only two dollars,” end of thé log line. And the big red sun peeped up. Then, to challenge the sun, Mary Manning stepped from the compan- hurried to tell the poor lady. jter Peg Leg was only joking. “Laws a daisy me! That's differ fonway, rosy as the dawn, sweet as ent,” said Mrs, Cracknuts in re the sun-warmed air. She stood a|lieved tone. “Then I'll take it. I'll moment inbaling the morning’s|Just try it on to see how it matches freshness, reveling in the dancing|my complexion.” glints of the rising sun upon the And she threw it over her shoul- eaters, then glanced aft. She|ders and went over to a mirror. seetned to be hesitating. Mr. Adams| ‘‘The roses just match the tip greeted her with a smiling good|of my nose,” she sid proudly, morning. Now don’t tell a soul I have ft, “You h never taken your trick | please, as I want to surprise every. yet, Miss Manning.” he sald. “You | body won't get a better chance. She steers ike a yacht now. Want to try?” “I'd like to,” she said quickly. fooked around, all over the deck hope the captain won't disrate you for letting » she laughed “{ wili trust in your good word,” Mr, Adams repiled gallantly. wheel, and the until the second Mary took the helmsman stood by mate was satisfied that she could steer as well as the seaman She sang softly, in a full-throated contralto that held the timbre of the “Certainly not,” promised Mister Peg Leg. “Not a word,” said the Twins | man. | “Well,” said Mrs. Cracknuts, “I |suppose I'd better buy a little pres ent for Mrs. Bunny It all the style when you go to birthday par to take a little 2 a two-once rot perfume When the little man the Twins had Mra. Cra nuts pat the shawl away carefully ~ . ties, }1'l } best peddier along. of nd “Anything else?” asked the fairy-| (An Intimate story of innermost emotions revealed by vp |LETT K FROM JOUN amusng, I t old you the truth about | up as salvage and 1 hope I am being | | PRESCOTT TO myself, 1 told you I was a rotter)towed into the port of decent men | | CONTINL and v€lagain. Don't ‘try to write me or} | 1 took you in, Mamie, more per nee me. We are now sailing in| haps, because I was lonesome and| totally different directions. JACK. | filled with self-pity than because you |said you were hungry. 1 don’t need to tell you at this time that I am $. A. Bervice, Inc.) | Clothes but, break make the the man woman, |you and go back to being respée- | table, I’m sending you my check | |for five thousand dollars and this is | good-bye. j I would feel more of a cad than I do, but you do not love me any more than I love you. We were |derelict ships, I have been picked x ——-# | Telephone Message From Ma- | | mie Keeler to the Office of | You GIRLS CAN'T KEEP A SECRET TEN MINUTES~ DIONT I TELL WOU NOT To GIVE IT AWAY ? SALT PORK< DYNAMITE Axo PASTRY FLOUR a very selfish animal John Alden Prescott | Do you remember how we scur ¢————~ i Po ried around and found something ‘ “ Lo cent (Mtmt-rerka’ (he taettings Anoint nostrils‘with F Pe cca hats opie : yeginnin, | Prescott From being a poor little atc wy [tes7 ne reous, playful the office, When will he be in? |Whon wilt he be back? | purring, marloy ca i . ‘ "You don't Know? Pl let ay ma | | ‘om the amie, you were lease let me You are not sure. is 3 aa ‘ } fir ny Mamie, you ¥ Antiseptic—cleansing, talk to someone who does know. 1| “No, I'll not leave “a message for fn xhaust only went to the | would like to speak to his secretary.{him. Ul call him u japartment I took for “ ~ ' | . ‘diel? | Is this Mr, Prescott's secretary?| “Have you any idea whe was drunk or tired—when T was in you when I a state of silly melf-pity, You In| “Will you please let me speak to| Mr. Prescott, | be tho middle of next we he will 7 Tt is quite important THAT AFFAIR BETWEEN MARIAN AND L BY TAYLOR | LSIMPLY TRADED | \T FoR A SECRET | ABOUT ED AND < ' PAULINE # You SAY -TH” Boss CANT SAY THE BOYS ARE SHIRKING ? peerwxsorauve THE CLERKS MADE SUCH A FUSS To GET THEIR SWEEPING DONE BEFORE THE NEW M)LLINER CAME BY, THAT SHE HAD TO WAIT TEN MINUTES For THE DUST To SETTLE © 1925 wy MEA BERVICE, IMC. -5-2F “Ah, at Atlantic City at the Tray-| office the last of the week. #4 peweaconr-a more hotel? Thank you, 1 will it isn’t necessary tor me ae write him there. ° p my ni , “You are sure that he will be|(Copyright, 19 ‘The Seattle Sams there by Wednesday? T want him Re from i to p TOMORROW—Letter Joseph Graves Hamilton Leslie Prescott. to get the letter without full “Thank you. If I do not cateh him there [ will call him up at his

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