The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 16, 1925, Page 14

PAGE 14 5, CAPTAIN A.E.DINGLE 2% ine alt NAB A, SERV) ScLEACLO MN Alden [I 4IN HERE TODAY BIQNTS QFSLAVED rch INC SS jthird mata, Then tardy sleep stole | upon her Stevens sent the boy to wake Mr pe 4 Adama, and pulled the last drop out a ye/of the bottle, He was full of ar jor, He knew what sly minxes hte th were, especially when they . ijhave ® man hanging & a atring w He knew how to handle them, too Khe Orontes | Ho stumbled a bit as he walked es cold and |but there was sufficient motion to ® of Mary|the ship to excuse that even tn an Wty. NOW lable chief mate. y 1 won't| “North b’ east, win's steady,” he watch ne-|reported to Adams Draka tailen the cae rotie, new | “North by east, wind steady, sir,” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY repeated Mr. Adams, taking over Drake spoke ¢ y, but his black [the watch, He followed Steven eyes fixed the mate iriously with his eyes as the mat xe Stevens met left the deck, and then — snifte for a moment sha hursh laugh of ens entered the saloon, and “See here, tood listening. His own growr t bre was the nolstest thing {n oo j—"|that dim shadowy place, Creeping “I will take ¢ rt along t carpet he took off the matter,” Dre 1 am eap tomed it into his responsible for m ssens then, with hot ardor blazing you will pt ¢ to Miss M uffused face he stole to ning by ame.” cabin and softly opened the twill « er Mary Stevens, care of consequences, | F an instant od in the heedless of the listening ears stuck |! space doby the out from the sides of many a sea: | simple sancity of tle room. man's head. “I have known that| The bulkhead lamp was turned low girl since she was no bigger than|A soft half light shone down upon HER HAIR LAY LOOSE ON THE PILLOW, WITH ONE HAND ENTWINED IN IT. « cork fender; she calls me her| the bed, o friend, and I'm Jake to her nly | breathing for you, we'd . loose on the “Be cx gritted Drake angr wined in fly. “Don't make a show of your across her waist, friendship with Miss Manning down, acd set your grinning men to work. And please follow my wishes in the matter I have spoken about. Cool Mary sat on all the after-| noon, sunning herself, working witt studious care with silken bindin and needig. upon a border sheepskin. that covered her Every now und then she from under lowered lashes at the stalwart figure of Druke as hi paced the deck, smoking his well) blackened cld blar pipe that had/ come out fron: home with his out-| fit. He looked as near unbending! then as he had ever looked since taking command. She had to con fess that he was sincere in his at-{ titude toward her. Nobody look- ing at him with intent to see things as they reuily existed would dare deny that Captain Alden Drake was! living only and entirely for the splendid vessel that quivered as it with life beneath his feet. His eyes flashed with pride, his figure stiffened with seamanly admiration when he glanced aloft and meas- ured the splendid trim of his ship. | He was courteous, too. Mary! could not deny that.. He came to look at her work many times. He asked where the skin came from, and smilingly recalled having seen Stevens superintend the slaying of the sheep. He was kindly, humor- ous, bantering even; and he could for th knees. glanced smile down upon her as sunnily as he had ever done; but Mary was| not satisfied with that. i would serve, if that were all. When Stevens appeared, coming on deck for a walk after his sleep, | she beckoned to him. He hesitated | with a queer grin on his ruggedly | good looking face, glancing towards Drake. | “I want your advice about this, Mister Stevens,” she cried. . “Oh, don't mind the captain. He only growls when I speak to the officer | of the watch. Walt. Perhaps we'll be safer down on the maindeck.’’ She ran down the ladder, with | the sheepskin, and waited for him| beside the mizzen hatch. Stevens followed, wondering why Drake did| not bellow at him | “What's the trouble, Mary?” he} asked gleefully, joining her. | “Nothing! she retorted in an| undertone. “I wanted to see how! far he would carry his absurd or- ders. “Oh, s0 you think they're absurd, hey?” He gazed long and deeply | into her face, handling the sheep-| akin meanwhile for an excuse for being there. She shivered under his gaze; she was Drake came to the rail above them every few minutes, but appeared to take no notice of them. Jake’ fingers met hers in the soft fleece, | and she tried to draw hers away; but he gripped them passionately, | and muttered so that only her ears | heard: | “So's I know how you feel about that, Mary, he can go plumb to hell! You come up and talk to me| tonight, se | He stepped on the ladder again, | turning midway to call out, os a covering lie: | “The less frills you put on them | pelts the better they are, Miss! Mary. Like a lot of other things| we know of.” eee Bix belle were struck, and Mary remained out of sight. She had permitted discretion to temper her valor at the last. Stevens had in| tftith frightened her more than she would have cared to admit. she heard ail the bells strike, however, for sleep would not come, Seven hells sounded; and #oon after some. body came down to awaken the nj hind him, 4 ! arms of a conscious that |” | that as she bre d, slightly ae par ing white teeth Stevens inhaled a tremendous breath, fighting to keep it inaud: |ibie, Stealthily he shut the doo: le to the bed linge n tha her night clothes drov fume ed plete frenzy Swit! certain, he arms around her leap, areat warm, slim body, and drew her fiercely to him Swiftly her sleep inden eyes to meet his hot glare opened wide in he crushed her to him, pr lips to hers, stifling scorching her with the hot breath ed. Her red lips vagely ing his terror her outory, that issued hiasingly from his nos. | trily CHAPTER XVIII Stress and Storm 467'VE got you, you little witch’ whispered hoarsely. He raised his face to gloat upon her maddened by the thrill of her breast against his own. And ter rifled, Mary screamed. It xeemed but an before Ike Saintly stood in the doorway, white faced, fiery eyed. Only an instant more and Drake burat in, white as the steward, murderous. Jake still held the girl in his arms, man, her violently against lps that stank of liquor, all womankind’s quick wits flew to Mary's aid in that moment of imminent disaster. As if shown to her in @ flash of light, she real- ized that she had played with very (An Intimate story of innermost emotions revealed by private letters) | TELEGRAM FROM JOHN ALDEN] pects to go with PRESCOTT TO SALLY ATHERTON Please call up my house and see if Leslie is there JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT. : _§t | %- Telegram From Sally Ather- || Did you get my wire ton to John Alden Prestott | | please let me know if you read it x se | Leslie not at home. Servants have had no notice of her return. Can 1 help in any way? SALLY ATHERTON, Telegram From John Alden Prescott to Ruth Burke i] —- — _ —— Please toll me where ‘Leslie ts, Recelved a telephone message from he Traymore this morning, saying she had left without address, JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT, leaving Telegram Burke | to John Alden Prescott u— Leslie ia at — her apartment her children happy. RUTH BURKE, %-—_—_—_——— m | Teleyram From John Alden { | Preseott to Leslie Prescott at | the Albany Apartment | x- a x Do you want me to come over and see you? Or rather may I come over and see you, Mother will drive me mad with questions, She ox. ¢. | | She seems perfectly well and the JOR QUINCE | [iF You expect To | JENTER YOUR DONKEY iN THE RACES, You MUST) REGISTER fr _—_ iv WITH OH, GEE- HERE COMES TUBBY AGAIN! | WIGH HRD Quit PEGIERI ME FOR DATES. | WOULDN'T DATE WITH HIM FORA FARM . (WELL, SHe's Sx GIVE HER A_NAME AND J)" SPRING 5 (FEVER D HIS FRIENDS | THE SEATTLE STAR ‘.* Daily Doings of The Star’s Funny Folks An Appropriate Name! (Ne YoU Don'T WANT A NAME BUT | DENOTING LAZIN | | DONKEYS ARE KNOWN FOR (THEIR STUBBORNESS $ / Vim “SPRING FEVER’ Is A Goop NAME “S CAN \ HAVE A DATE SOMETIME, Bootsy ? WELL, MEBBE — IT ALL DEPENDS ON WHEN YOU WANT ONE! 4 Ke HULLO - MARIAN! THIS IS CHICK ~ lL JUST WANTEO To CONGRATULATE YOU ON WINNING THE BEAUTY CONTEST lips crushed | she knew was proved to her eternal Alden Prescott to His Home { satisfaction by the astoundingly Apartment in Albany | jawift appearance of the steward |x . ” and Drake She was unharm “I want to speak to Mrs. Pres and Jake Stevens was, after cot one of the (To Be Continued.) oldest of her | | City today come to you and explain % - | Telegram From John Alden Prescott to Leslie Prescott “Of course not,” quite as important, 1 over his -ntock |the proper dears,” Bi must things. Get on, like the wind to the } And they all walked right looking over his specs, The March Hare looked carefully Au),PoP! Just Wien ) DO AS I SAY= SHUT OFF THE RADIO AND 667 TO BED= TLL SIT UP AND WAIT FoR MOTHER To HOME FROM friends | me to Atlantic! For God's sake let me|\from John Alden Prescott to Ruth JACK Please, |tion will be held on March 24, in said the March | Hare, “but spring Is heré, so that's look and see that he has my the Twins got on the March Hare's willing back and off he ran Toy Maker's in as c THE OH YOU NEEDN MIND - YOU Did! CARE FoR ME WHEN YOU THOUGHT THOSE OTHER GIRLS WERE GOING To WIN THE CONTEST SO WHY SHOULD L BE WORTH WHILE Now ? GoopBYE !! Pontotoc Le her frightened face peered over his shoulder, his own flushed visage} eee # ee : REDE see and sionate eyes, half turned, | tras : | Slared at the intruders like an anj-|inflammable material in encourag-| Tell me what you want me to do. | FT AD ANNY sa mal from a trap. Frightened as|ing Jake Stevens. The smell of Jack. | PER F. 3 . she had been, awakened out of | liquor, too, explained much. ‘That | « = | y Any maQ | siumber to find herself fast in the|she was watched r better than) | Telephone Message From John [ | “What's that | “She is not up yet? you say? And she has en orders not to be disturbed? But Tam calling her on long dis | tance. “Did she specifically say that she |was not to be called even by long | distance “All right Will you tell Mra. | Prescott that Mr. Preacott called} her from New York and will call) her up again later,” \(Copyright, 1925, The Seattie Star.) TOMORROW —Telephone message Burke. P.T. A. ME ING CHANGED | The regular meeting of the High. M\iand Park Parent-Teachers’ associa ® Even light housekeeping has its stead of on March 17 dark days around and round when unwound from a string—three letters?” went | OC TKS SUAS on the March Hare, » iy O “Top! cried everybody just like liv. that ‘¢ Roberts Barton “That's right," nodded the hare NO, 6—THE TOYMAKER GUESSES SOME PUZZLES looking out of the corner of ‘his eye again, ‘The Toy Maker was “We must go and see the Toy |around. “All right, I'll take one,” | writing “tops in his order book. Muker at once,” sald the March/he said, “if you help me to guess “Let's see—what is the next?" Hare, the answers,” went on the March Hare, “Oh, yes! “Why?” asked Nancy, | ‘It isn't “Sure,” sald the ‘Toy Maker smil- | What game do boys like to play af- Christmas." ing. "I'd like to." ter school with comies and glasses Nancy and Nick thought it queor for a hare to bo guessing cross. word puzzles, but they said never a word, He was pretty smart, the hare was, and knew what he was doing. “The first word," said the March Hare, opening the book to the first puzzle, “says ‘What, word in four letters means something the chil and agates and “Marbles!” shouted Nick The Toy Maker wrote "marbles" ip his order book because that was |the answer, The March Hare went on reading in the puzzle hook, altho you may Nave guessed that he wasn't read. Ing at all—just making things up. But before ho had finished the Toy tho they owned the piace. dren like to fly on a windy day.’ |Maker had written jack-atones, rc “What have you got?’ asked tho| ‘Kite!’ cried everybody lor-skatos, Jumping-ropes, base balls, March Hare “That's right,” sald the Maroh|bata, fish N@oka, and J don't know “Crossword puzzles right up to|Hare, looking at the Toy Maker|what all in his order book, date," naid the Toy Maker over hix|out of the corner of his eye. The] “Good-bye,” ald the March Hare, specs, 1 mean said the Toy Maker |'Toy Maker was writing “kites” in|"We must be going.’ his order book, “Well, I certainly am glad you DENOTING STUGEORNESS « | Dy We WANT A NAME Tshu \ Like ; PRING FEVER baa mh) 4. WELL You WS TEL ME WHEN YOUVE GOT AN EVENING OPEN AND TLL Come # OnW,1 HE ‘OLD HOME TC (AN YICAN'T | CHANGE “MY “+7, S° PUT dows MIND NO 9 MAT TER Wile THAT ~ | AAVEN'T YESSR=I GUESS PoP MUST HANE SCOTLAND= T CAN HEAR BAGPiPEs!! PoP L NEEO A.CHANGE OF SURROUNDINGS~ L WANT To Go. AWAY SOMEPLACE WHERE L CAN GET SOME OUTDOOR EXERCISE AND FORGET ABOUT MY WORK IN THE OFFICE ARCH 16, ty . ee e BY KEN ki “YES, WE WANNA ©, HER SOMETHING ST WoT You Copytight. 1925. by The Balt Syadiante. fn BUT YOU NAME AN EVENIN' WIEN YOU WANNA COME AN’ 1 CAN YELL You WHETHER 2 = COULDNT D0 FINE-| MY FOREMAN JUST CALLED) UP AND SAID HE NEEDED ANENIRA MAN TO SHOVEL MUD DOWN AT OUR SWAMP — LLL TEL Mim YOU'LL TAKE THE JOB" JWN eee “T never thought it was so near| spring, and TH have to hurry up! and get all those things we have| been talking about, It me hurrying.” "No wonder they call me the Mad March Hare,’ said the hare when they were outside, “(@ean't will keop “What word means to aspin|stopped in,” said the Toy Maker, help getting cross with people, WAS PRESENTED WITH A PETITION “TODAY UIE G/ING THE RE-APPOINTMENT. OF OTEY WALIKER AS TOWN M, HOLD ON SIMON! \DONT INTEND To} e what @he circus Is doin ees March Hare sober t Every year I have to go around and awake them up and tell them that spring in here, ‘Thoy keep | (COPytent, 198 wishing for it all winter and then) BRLLINGHAM, Mal when it comes they seem sur- | Christy Ment and G&S prised.” fought a mimic duel here “Where do we go to next?” asked |tain rods, Christy 8 fok, who was having a fine time.) eye as tho result “TL think we'd better go and see|of the Rev, and Mri Gy ay.