The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 14, 1925, Page 4

Becbess mina ase PAGE 4 WIDE, # WATERS “ty CAPTAIN A.E.DINGLE © 1924 & BOENTANO'S INC Ait REGIN HARE TODAY ALDEN DRAKE, formerly a sai wn soft and flabby thru a ease, ships aboard th s “boy,” under command STEVENS, wh he tncura becaus & mutual love se enmity MARY MANNING owner, who is a § Town, Stevens captain by Drake, wh aughter of tt have purchased tho Oronfes during 1 to its cruise. Drake is fore trounce Stevens and then, paradox feally, he saves the ex-captain's life | crowd of from.” the drunken ds of a in Capo he Or the pass dignified dors at h NOW GO ON WITH THE sTORY “Your arm would do,” she replied, wondering at her boldness as soon as the words were spoken. “You might give me a kiss, too, don't you think? she added with a rush, taking to th deep water since she he felt him draw up sharpl: “Sh he uttered. My dear girl. not here! A ship r lay aside his responsibi ter cannot y just be cause certain hours are up. He would | “GOOD NIGHT, MY DEAR." not be doing his duty. You are a sailor’s daughter. You must know.” “I know you are owner and cap- tain,” she retorted, breaking from arm and scarcely moderating her hi Voice. | “That is the more reason why I should not show my officers a bad example, Mary. Do please be reas- able. Now whatever a girl man endure from her sweetheart, she will not en- dure tho suggestion that she 1s not reasonable, Mary stood for one in- stant, staring up into his face, her Diazing eyes close to his, then: “I am reasonable she snapped. “I am @s reasonable as I was that night when you—-Oh, you are like an {ce- berg! When you melt you're nothing but cold water! I hate you!” She darted from him, and went below, leaving him staring after her in astonishment. But he did not fol- low. He remained on deck for an hour; and he had the grace to realize after a while, that his ideas about responsibility, or duty, might appear somewhat harsh to a girl. But his ideas were not shaken. He went be- low, and tapped on her door as he| Passed to go to his cabim “Mary, dear,” he called softly. In an instant she was at the open door, her eyes shining, her face glad with expectancy. So new was this love of hers that she could not hold anger for long. “Don't be angry, Mary.” he said, placing an arm about her shoulders. “You mustn’t make things harder for me. Good-night, my dear.” She put her lips to his. He kissed her, patted her shoulder, and was fone, leaving her standing in the| doorway. She gazed after him until| his door closed; then her own door | crashed shut, and the saloon rang with the thud. Ike Saintly peeped out from his tiny crevice behind the pantry, Drake looked out again, found everything quiet, and retired. But Ike, stedling across the saloon, heard the sound of sobbing behind Mary's door; he crept back to his bed almost persuaded that he ought to sharpen up his biggest knife and in- terview the captain. Ike retired, And Jake Stevens’ door opened cautiously. Jake crept out, stepped lightly up to Mary's cabin. “Any trouble, Miss Mary?” he * whispered hoarsely. “Anything I can get for you?” “Go to the devil! said Mary, be- tween sobs. She was, after all, a} sailor's daughter. She was no droop-/| ing lily. Jake grinned as he went back to bed. eee A change came over Mary. She was less of the girl, more of the wo- ted Drake's attitude, 4 to an extent which soon began to worry him. But he re- mained the courteous shipmaster, aloof while on deck, warming always at mealtimes, ever regardful of her| comfort and pleasures, contriving lit- tle attentions for her amusement; every night he kissed her goodnight: every morning a kiss; such a kiss as a brother might give. She tried It out | by kissing her mirror. “Not a bit different!” she told her reflection. She did, however, catch the ghost of the lovelight lurking In his eyes sometimes. She assumed a distant air towards him that hurt him more than he dared admit, Then his heart shone from his eyes in spite of him- self. She always hoped, But when| the ship entered the Indign Ocean and he still remained the master, holding the lover in check, she be- gan to unbend more towards Jake Stevens out of sheer retaliation, Jake had watched matters keenly, He was studiously respectful to Drake, No ship ever sailed the seas boasting a better or more ‘efficient chief mate, And he was polite and courteous to Ma®y. Never more than that. He did not break any ship's rules. Only when off watch did he venture to speak to her unless she asked him some question. But he had found her more responsive as the days sped. They passed an_an cient whaleship one afternoon,“and Jake, smoking his pipe in the waist, suddenly found Mary beside him ask- ing a hundred questions. The whale- ship was hove-to; three of her swift, graceful whaleboats flew over the sparkling ooean in chase of a small pod of cachaiots. “Oh, what lovely boats!” she cried. “And look how that old ship holds!now and get dressed, LEAS LO bt NAGA. SERVICE INC. 13:5 Ty | JOE QUINCE THE SEATTLE ." Daily Doings: of The Star’s Funny Folks »w Man o’ War! ( Hun 222 a] | ARE You en GOING CRAZY ? | the sunlight! I thought whaling was Miss Mary,” Jake replied with 4& laugh. Then he went on to tell her and found her @ lative listener, He even while he was cap tain of the Orontes coming out to the Cape, seen her so warmly eager. The hot blood that had made him snatch her to him once before almost overs mastered him now. But he got @ grip | on himself, at the expense of bis pipe stem, He bit it thru, and the 1 to the deck gazed after Mary as sho en tered the main-deck saloon door, and a red gleam Hit behind his blond brows. Tony was there doctor looked guil red in the door, and tried to push y out, But Tony was not to bo 4 | Dut not for a mere mate Appeared not to notice him “Doctor, give me that sheep p. “It is not ready, Mister replied the doct He loo! he mate Never mind. Let me have it." “It needs a lot o' fluftin’ out, alr.” | I'l comb it. Give it to me | tone was de Mr. Ste. | carried aft the cleaned and} sheepskin that A been in} | prepa ) for him eye 6 the! | first st was killed’ on the out-| ward passage. It was soft and white, | {but tho fleece was still tangled in} | places. A comb waa trimmed by cut: | ting out teeth, and thereafter, for | many wateh Jake Stevens might | takingly work = ri kin until it was as free m tangle as a babe's head, soft as silk. and beautiful to behold. Then one afternoon when Drake | was in the chart-room, and Mary | sat at the saloon table writing in her| diary, Jake emerged softly from his | wrought for her, “For me?" she exclaimed in frank surprise, running her fingers luxurt- ously thru the silky fleece, Sho} glanced up at him, lowered her gaze | | and the soft color stole over her face. “It's beautiful,” she sald softly. “I | j ought not to let you give it to me.” | She picked up tho lissom pelt and burled her face in It, j “I can't make you take it,” he re- turned, gruffly. “’Twouldn't do any harm, tho. Was a time when you were friendly, Mary.” | Sho did not see his face She an | swered him out of the woolly depths: “Of course I'll accept it, Jake. I'm | more than grateful. And pleane don’t | speak that way about being friendly, | Of course we're friends, You're one | of the oldest friends I have.” Jake stood his watch that evening with a warmer thrill in his breast, and a brighter gleam in his eyes. Waiting CHAPTER XVII ¥ some of those mysterious chan- nels that always seem open to gossip, Drake heard that Mary had |remained on deck until midnight with the mate. He mildly reproved her. His voice was so low and kindly | that she, warmed towards him, be- | Neving that he might yet thaw out. | His black eyes gilttered as he re- garded her vivid expression; the faint perfume that clung to her al- ways aroused memories in his brain that set his blood to leaping. But thru some queer twist in his nature Alden Drake held to the religion of | duty so rigidly that he could even lay aside love; or at least the out- ward expression of it Drake was less moderate in his reprimand of Stevens. His words stung so that Stevens blazed forth in hot rebellion. “Capt. Drake, you have no fault to find with my work, I hope?" “None. Mr. Stevens, And none | lwith your conduct, except this: I won't have the officer of the watch | neglecting his duty for any passen- jer. I say nothing now about the j lateness of the hour.” (To Be Continued) I @ESS TU RITE ALETTER T’ COUSIN’ ORRIE AN’ ASK HIM, \F RED UKE AE To L WISH TO SPEAK WITH MR.HORNBLOWER & Olive Roberts Barton | “Now that Jack Frost has been |soared awa |‘we must get down to business. | looked like inside. There ts a lot ot be done.” | "What?" asked Nick curiously. “y said the hare, “I havelinings besides 4 cousin called the Easter Bunny | qrieq who has to be told a thing or two. | He never seems to know that spring |is here until I tell him. Besides he jmay need help.” | y we help him?” cried Nancy. | “We'll see, we'll see," said the |March Hare. “Get on my back, }both of you, and we'll be off.” So the Twiny hopped on and the ch Hare went loppity, loppity, off to the Easter Bunny’s house. Outside it looked like any other rabbit house, a little door under some tree roots. | But inside! Why inside it was- | But goodness! I'm going too fast. |Nobody was inside, The Twina got off and knocked |loudly as the March Hare said to| | do. | Then they heard a loud yawn and @ sort of scraping noise and after a long while the door opened and | there stood the Easter Bunny in| |his pajamas and night cap. | “How-dee-do!" he yawned. “What's wrong? Is somebody sick’? |It can't be more than 4 o'clock.” | Barrels inside—and everything. | QUISE, CARE OF TE | | Hare a bit sharply. “But about a] ie or not, {million little boys and girls are go- jing to be if you dont get lusy |get your Easter baskets rendy.” “Oh—so that’s it, is It,” @xclaim Perhaps aft jdressed, The very idea! Ha, hi ha! Ho, ho, ho! You made a m take, cousin. A million little boya|something which holds it, [NoPE = I'M SERIOUS, Boss! BEEN BETTIN' OUR COIN ON OTHER MEN'S PONIES LONG ENOUGH ~ Wy NoT WE'VE a )) NO. 4—THE EASTER BUNNY WAKES UP [Marne in surprise. And now it is time to tell vaid the March Hare,|what the Easter Bunny's It looked like a candy store, and a basket factory, and a few other grass for the baskets, yellow chicks and downy ducklings and maple sugar rabbits, chocolate eggs and little chocolate egxs and sugar eggs with But before the Twins had to see it all, the Easter Bunny was |back as spick and span as a new |pin, with a brand new red satin necktie, I don't mean a pin with He seems a stranger. {|My brain and heart are numb. can't even remember how he looks. | r & while my heart the Kaster Bunny op@iing his | Will ache again and my brain will eyes up wide wand looking arounds|try to understand, but now |"Spring’s here, it is, and m@ not |Just a kind of a log in the mill-repe of life which is still for a moment because it has rolled up land girls are going to bo sick, you 0 {f I do get busy and—" ‘ { Talk! Too much taik!" de: clared the March Hare crossly. “Do you need help? We can all stay jand pitch in if you like.” “Never said the aside to let the visitors in. “I'll go Over 17 Millie b RONCHITIS At bedtime rub the throat and cheat thoroughly with— ster Bunny stepping ; Vv APORUB Used TAKIN’ CHANCE* \t Costs ent py fo START HAVE AN ENTRY “4 . CING our OWN IN THe BIG || A FAQNG, AN LRACES THis SuMmeR 2) |S ys ”" — ‘ GONG OUT AGAIN TONIGHT? \ DECLARE =YOURE NEVER VENINGS cabin, bearing the itt be had! FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS * THATS NICE OF You fy 1 KNOW Ir WOULD PLEASE AUNT KATE “ WHOM SHALL 1 SAY IS CALLING SATURDAY TARCH 14, J Oh Boy! A 'N (7 WON'T CosT US A My UNCLE VHEAR OF RAC WON BY A” NECK ; AHEAD’ AN’ A“ NOSE "~) BUT TM GONNA SPRINGS CAMA NEW ONE Z)\ON THE, BUT FooL~ THis BABY WILL WIN ALL HER RACES BY AN EAR MONEY md LIGHT MOTION PiCclU ——¢ BUT YOU HAVE STAYED up LATE SO MUCK RECENTLY ~ 1 00 WGA YOUD STAY BLT IM NOT GOIN OUT TONIGHT, CORA ~ Yul BE HERE ALL EVENING | eer asprormnm oereyw toma oo seu H-O-M-1-N-Y! vty DO YOU WANT Tb KNOW SHucks! HERE I GET STUCK ON SUCHA EASY WORD LIKE THAY!!?! OM, TM QUST ASKIN ORRIE HOMINY Pies AUNT KATE HAS / MR HORNBLOWER- IT NESS ON MY PART To ACCEPT MONEY AND HONOR 1 RECEIVED FROM THE BEADTY CONTEST WHEN MAGIC MUD WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR MY SUCCESS ~ WONT YOU PLEASE LET ME WRITE WoUA TESTIMONIAL LETTER GIVING MAGIC MUD THE CREDIT ? WELL SINCE YOU INSIST You MAY WRITE A FEW TINES - OF COURSE WE NEVER SOLICIT TESNMONIALS BUT IF IT WILL MAKE YOU FEEL EASIER WE'LL BE GLAD To PUBLISH IT! MISS MYSTERY WISHES TO SEE You SiR! “yore rwserrsas meapeuasa rm a new tie, The Easter Bunny had it on “This stuff must be stale if it’s |left over from last year,” sald the farch Hare. “Tt iwn't,” sald the Faster Bunny. “It's all as freah as new milk.” “How can it be fresh when you asleep? asked — the} I wasn't asleep at all,” laughed | the other, “I just fooled you. Yau come around here every year as crows as two sticks. > wonder they ‘As mad as a March Hare!’ Everything is ready for tho Easter baskets because I have been working for weeks “May we help to fix the baskets then?” asked the Twins. “You certainly may,” said tho Easter Bunny. So this story ends happily after all (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1926, N. HB. A. Service, Inc.) = ne 1 eet (An Intimate story of innermost emotions revealed by private lettern) LETTER FROM LESLIE COTr TO THE LITTLE SECRET DRAWER, CONTINUED * Just now, little Marquise, “Nobody's sick," said the March |not seem to care if Jack ts true to waters of consclousness are bo |ning to swirl about me, however, and perhaps in a little while I'll go , {racing along again, becoming moro and more battered until at last some day 1 will be throw n upon the shore §f It’ Glasses, Sce Dr, J. Rt. BINYON ces ie =| “Aa or J YouvE RUN AWAY FROM ME For Two WEEKS, SO “FRAID IT WOULD CosT You SOMETHING TO SIGN THAT PAPER,!T WONT COST YOU NOTHING AND \EVEN BORROWED A NO-NO-1VE KNOWN HIM 1908 BY NEA SERVICE, IC. of folks think ay 3 of despair—old and useless, little Marquise, you could send me some communi. «gag a ~~ as & es DY ce are now. I don’t think IT am unique Others of my sex have passed thru what I am pa ing thru now, otherwise our news: papers and divorce courts would not with the sensational tests of embittered women. , if I had no ehil- dren for whom I was responsible, I would go away, and as the fashion. able novel of today has it, “I would live my own life," would live it just as John has been living his—oh, I am not quite sure if that be true or not, but I am so hurt that T want to hurt John as|” much as he has hurt me. » = among women, 4 THE PETITION To PUT OTEY WALKER BACK AS THE TOWN MARSHAL Was COMPLETED TODAY. WHEN AUNT SARAH PEABODY CORNERED OLD MAN TTruS ©1925 wy NEA SERVICE INC 3 1 am not able to think, Itt uise, I do not even feel Yer There is no man on earth that 1/1 am only able to live from are for, little Marquise—not even | day my husband at present—and 1 wait- ed with bated breath to hear what Ruth would advise me to do, She sald she could not advise me. Sho told me T must follow my own |John Alden Prescott to impulse—my own reasoning ¢ get out from under, I haven't the rage or the strength of charac ter to end_it all T told FMWih, little Marquise, be as in lov@ with Walter | John Alden Preseott. ry of my lif is bound to my husband, My father has made him the cus. todian of my mother's and my prop. Your unhappy. I knew that she took a TOMORROW — Tele long while before wo were to be together until death I don't see how