The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 4, 1925, Page 4

PAGE 4 TH SEATTLE STAR ATURDAY, AE Th Ck PECULIAR! You NEVES FROM APPEAR ANCES * THAT JOE QUINCE | CRYING TOWEL / JOE QUI LiFe 1% VERY CAN TELL ANYTHINK “Can’t Tell by Appearances” Is Right! (T WOULD WRECK MY SOCIAL STANDING IF ANYBopY KNEW T WAS | BUSTED! DON'T CET on! IF WE MEET ANYONE ON THE ROAD ‘f {rm MBER : BY KEN KUNG WHAT WAS THAT Yoy Wipe, (Gol A Few CENTS ) To HIM WHEN You Grap; { \ For A cuP O' COFFEE 2} / SORRY - BUT THE / . ~ IGMALLEST 1 HAVE 15 A| (THAT'S ALRIGHT pe oy oa LHI POCKET Boom \ HUNDRE D DOLLAR 1 mess 4 Bie! ; \ YoU CHANGE e. 1 SAID . : WE WERE | ONLY AVERS ells CABTAIN A.E.DINGLE= Ss Se WOULD TINY FAMOUS No ONE HEAD of THe BUINE Me SAO \T, Bos Ln } 1M WALKING Just FoR THE ) EXERCISE t RAK ROAD FARE FROM 4 MIAM! ens evDAY !Cape ‘Town, not an hour sallor thru a life { ago. wanted to do the right thing as ; it. They had been very warm frien I had even been talk nd flowers, a hint of lit a » need have been un , bre What she ¥ of, biting sen own him quite a lot had not suspected he What sho told him had ided him once for all © belonged ashore, anc all hat he loved him that perhay 1 to be ly to buy Manning. wh had 4 ults he ontes 4 reduce ng} d to the de © Orontes is beoalr s off Java, Mary slip: t ft n the ahip with Ik , later Jake # After the party brought back to the Or a mutiny has been led, ontes sets on way NOW GO ON WITH THE Mary did not think it'r bit of the had not killed Tony, but had very grievously ied Jake Steve led er privi . memory STORY b start ary|to go to he < r lock im esotution to Stev 1 taking the he (Copyrlghi, 1925; by The Nall Byadicole, Inc) only Explain Yourself, Eph WHY HELLO Boots | EXCUSE ME-1 WAS JUST THINKING | IVE GoT A A- Wom ! Coop EVEN, EPH =| HOPE \ HAVEN'T KEPT You WAITING VERY. LONG — LON-EPH! er agama i © NAS GOW-COME RYGKT IN AN) BE SEATED, SUH. AWLL VELL MISS Boors NO AM HEAH GORRY \F I DISTURBED No to be consu tting "Erb SFBRPESTSEL PES ESSE CO a i) ee WHAT ON EAQTH 3 1S GOING ON IN HERE F WHAT Is THE & at AML, You MISS! BUA, RAY LET AE Siow You How To ~ ME -LE TRIED TO MICK JUMBO WITH Als BOTH AT JUMBO « HE © WOATT HORT you! SHIP JAKE STEVENS SMOKED AND IN THE WAIST OF THE WAITED. 4 stole be sked Mary 1 Stev 1 without a But Ike de dragged back because Jako ac cused him. So Mary had bee to get Jake's vi “Hellf grinned Jake, to her ques tion, “Me want to see him sw! Not in this world, girl! If he hadr stuck that knife how would I ever have known that you—" for we to Wes ashe was into his secret a . | the ship Jake | nd waited. So far lock was to be his | ainly Mary hinted | eee Alden Drake remained aloot for hours while the ship sailed smooth ly thru the glittering waters of the guniit straits, Java loomed gray to thing. “aobs aitoaether’ bad starboard; the sea was dotted now said it was unbellevable. with craft of all types, from gorse i Ela sould believe thatt ous steamers, and magnificent crear good might happen to ‘That was a Oo was tions lke the Orontes, to little na t tt vittie tive produce boats. the gatoway to the East. ry sat on the skylight, working at her sheep skin, swinging an impatient foot. Drake had asked her to stay there, and she did; but Jake Stevens still had to remain down on the main deck, belonging to neither end ot the ship, a nobody. She began to feel irritable. Sho felt that ther was something tremendous hanging ever her head again: yet sin Drake had hinted something to her she could not, without utterly believing him, feel that whatever } was would harm her. The feeling of portent was nothing like that other feeling of protending evil that had mado the voyage thru the} Indian ocean a horror. ‘As sho sat there, humming li snatches of aimuna” now 2 then, her thoughts ran aw her, and she reviewed } x ences from the moment she had felt sorry for the stoway y hurled into the dock. The warm red deepened fn her cheeks as she recalled those evenings spent with Alden Drake ‘things had gone far then. She had called him Alden. He had called her Mary. her. Anything might have happen. ed at that time. But then he had so utterly changed with command. She had speedily become convinced that he was of another world than hers. He was a complete sailor, without doubt. and finer. She doubted very much ff Jake Stevens would ever rise Drake's level, even as a ship mas- ter, But one thing she was as su fas she was that she breathed den Drake might be the finer gn- tieman, even the more finished sea man; but he could not thrill he heart as could the strong, rough perhaps, hot blooded blond Viking of her day dreams. face in the silky fleece and crooned to it. Drake glanced at her often. zaw the glorious color light face. He saw the deeps old ocean glow in her blue eyes. Tho gold of Java sunlight was in her hair, She had never seemed 80 fair, He smiled when she buried Her faco in the sheepskin. He walked a short course from the taff- rail to abreast of the mizzen rig ging, puffing slowly, luxuriously at ‘his blackened old briar pir He, too, saw things in retrospect. One ttle He her of vivid picture that would not fade | was the picture of Mary and Stev- ens standing side by side on the {sland shore, looking him in_ the face and asking no favors for Jake “and I have done nothing good, for all my good intent,” Drake mused. “Nothing but uneasiness and trouble since I pulled off what aeemed to be a splendid coup. All 1 have done is to use my money to make men my playthings. It Stevens hates me—Good Lord! Why shouldn't he? At this moment, for ail he knows, he's a ruined man, "and all to gratify my infernal van: ity. AM his life he has followed the bitterest road there is, to achieve command. And I buy, him out of his first command, and—" In spite of his self-repronchful thoughts he had to stop and smile a softly at the girl on the skylight, | “Quite obviously I might have rob ted him of his foreordained without giving him a thought What a couple they'll make! I dared to think that 1 vs father her young sea lion: smiled again, and the fo a gentle laugh. He to her regarding those mate Lord! And fit to up t sinile grew had spoken evenings in b » | my He had kissed |7 Her father was not| to} to hope is own ca: He had com- ted a grievous fault. Ho would | have to pay. But the thought arous- ed all his grievances against Drake. And they were many. Surely he |had a right to hate Alden Drake, with his money, and his gentility, and his all-fired gall | “He robbed me of my ship, he's bound to break me, but by the Holy | Hoky he came a cropper over { He He © huge fist i open | the little p! cher: | k Mary!" | for in woman! punche palm. all ubs, he wasn't the man for Another whimsical thought came to | him. His ed face brightened jup as if the di soul of him were | coming nto light. | | “Mag’s fancy man, somebody sald! I'll tell that to Mary! | “Not if I pig's boa e to gO bosun of a "1 made a He's tried to all the men’s} He'll pay, too. | . mistake. T can pay ship an aboard her He'll hate 1 On the fore overhaul! mself ye | y¥ boxes, getting out shore clothes, having a field day generally, alring their sea chests. | y had worked loyally and well. | They were given plenty of letsure | |now, outside of essential ship work. |They were to have a sing-song at| four bells. | | Six o’clock dragged around. As| {the bells were struck, Drake step-| 1 over to where Mary sat. Jake | evens came up the Jadier, head| ch the crew es | {sense of chill, MOM’N POP You WON'T. CARE IF 1 RUN DOWN) TO THE CLUB WILL erect, facing the music, Ho stood before Drake in the gathering dusk of the swift tropio night, saying | nothing. Mary felt a momontary for the silence} seemed overlong. But the cool, calm yolce of the skipper soon drove away the chill. (To Be Continued.) Jack Frost had taken lis long nose and his paint brushes and gone | fo good, The little Ragsy fairies under the |ground had pushed and pushal at the roots of things until the ass and little green plants covered the whole earth. | And the blossom fairles had been | busy that trees were now] sprinkled ail over with fuzzy buds jand katkins | And besides that thero were yel- |low bushes out everywhere. | oe rash wont heal it Attempts to conceal complexion | blemishes usually fail, and only serve to draw attention to the defects, | Underneath most unattractive skins is a clear, pleasing complexion—all | that is needed isthe propertreatment! | It is surprising how often a brief use of Resinol Ointment and Resinol Soap will clear away blotches, redness and roughness and give the skin its natural {reshness and charm. PevennuREs OF PKS PUNTS & Olive Roberts Barton NO. 22—BIRD HOUSES She buried her} needn't bother about mo eitfer, for} Mrs, Bluebird bullt her nest In a fonce corner while fat, lazy Mister Bluebird watched her. Mister Rodbreast had a little more! decency about him and did most of the nest-bullding himself. ‘The March Hare and the Twins came along just an the last plece of straw was being put Into place, "I forgot!’ exclaimed tho hare. “T certainly did plumb forget.” “What's the matter?” asked Nancy. “What did you forget? Isn't spring started? Isn't everything all right?” “It certainly isn't,” said the hare. “I forgot about the bird houses, There are sonie birds who go house- hunting every spring instead of nest-bullding. The wrens do and the martins do and a lot of other birds beside. We'll havo to go and tell the people “You needn't bother on our ac count,” called out a little song spar- row from & bush, “And you needn't bother on our account,” called a swallow from a barn roof. ‘‘We like a special kind of nest made of mud, Either that or a chimney.” “Or my account,” said Mra, Filcker. “A 1 in an old treo is good enough for me," There were other birds who could also have sald not to bother about them, but they had not come from the South. ‘The meadow lark, for instance, would likely have sal “1 build my nest on the ground And the blue jay would have said (& he honest), “You on were Ask your druggist for Resinol. | RESINOL nests birds | I use the that have built." And other the ortole would have said, “NO- BUT BE BACK WHAT'S THE MATTER- }// AS THOUGH L CAN'T GET Go BUT !T SEEMS IF L SUGGESTED THAT You SHOULDN'T Go AT ALL~ WOULD IT HELP ANY? pockyt and hang {t from a branch. No bird house for use, thank you!” | But, for all there were so many birda who didn’t need houaes, the March Haro know that there were hundreds who did. Mister Tingaling, the fairy land- lord, took out his rent book, “I figure,” said he, “that there aro go- ing to be at least 999 moro bird | houses needed this year than ever before, What had we better do?” “Wo'll write to all the boys at once,” said the March Hare, “and) advertise in the papera.” | The next morning every boy for miles and miles found a letter un- der his door. And all the papers in town told about bird houses being needed. And now, if you Msten very, very carefully you will hear sounds of sawing and hammering everywhere. It {s people building houses fore the poor homeless little wrens and war- blers and martina, so they wil) have some place to go when they come to visit. | If you haven't one near your houso now, you'd better hustle and make cne; 80 you had. (To Bo Continued.) (Copyright, 1926, N. EB. A. Service, Inc.) The reason why some men kiss, thelr sweeties so much ta because | {t's the only way to keep their NICH, April 4.--Jean de Deezke,| mouths shut. the famous singer, died Friday. The American consul expressed the sym- pathy of the United States to the singer's widow TheTangle LETTER FROM LESLIE PRES- COTT TO THE LE MAR- QUISE, CARE THE SECRET DRAWER—CONTID I don't mind confessing to you, little Marquise, that IT was plainly embarrassed. I didn't know how to get rid of Jack, 1 could not ask him if he were going back to the hotel. Jnck seemed also to be slightly em. barrassed, but he finally asked, “Where shail [ put my luggage? I brought it with me in the taxi,” “1 think the guest room ix made up,” I answered, nonchalantly, Until that moment I think Jack had a faint hope that I would take him back as my husband, and, per. not doing so, but the dio is cast, and wo have started on our new regime. Probably very soon I shall bo tell- ing you how it works out. | Letter From Alice Graves Ham- liton to Mrs, Leslie Prescott, Gelinas My Dear Daughter: Kari and I are all settled in Men- tone, and I really think the soft air is doing Karl a great deal of good. He 1s outdoors most of the time, Woe are associating With no one but French people, and I have already learned how differently the Freneh look upon marriage from the Amer- foans, With them marriage means a| family, and for the family everything is ancrificed. This comes a little harder on the women than on the me! asin all countries, have m more of a chanco to get away trom the daily round of family life. A Frenchman makes his wife a partnor in the business of marriage. of our men Some “And as for us, we make a sort of American girls would think haps, little Marquise, | am wrong in FLAPPER FANNY says | THE OLD HOME TOW. JOEL. CHILDERS CAME OUT OF THE BUTCHER SHOP WITH A and |porhaps, , Jare happier that restless. in their chil lies their My doar, it would do you xood to that they were greatly abused if they ‘come over here, had to work as hard after marriage as many French women of good fam- ily my moderato wealth. dear than American girls at Certainly They seem to realizo that en and in their home destiny I think child, that they}hear you say, “I stay at least six Yes, my dear, I for 1 back my serenity like a son to me. sweet, and alwa Try and come over|could not my. po they ave not as even longer, As you read this sentence KROME BRUNO! DIMES WORTH OF ROUND STEAK JUST AS PERRY HLGGINS WENT BY WITH HIS boas, after you get the house fixed up. By that time John will need a vacation, | marry L ean 8 mother going to nonths abroad?” think I may stay find I of soul. am g Karl is He is gentle and attentive, Why y Alice have under ting Qs 1925 By NEA SERVICE INC | 1 hope he very soon. He are f \" st girl that fate ean give OO stood him as I do? Here he comes now. ised to go for a motor ride }1 will write you ® tong (Copyright, 19% MONDAY: Letter Prescott to ‘gg ROSTER! Evo RSET