The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 6, 1925, Page 10

THE MTERS =D, CABTAIN A.EDINGLE 924 by ORENTANO'S, INC ALL RIQNTS C7 Brn net SERVICe thy on CLEACEO B MA Na BEGIN HERE TODAY ALDEN DRAKE, form and ne NOW GO ON ~ ee ic hing Sa See | Mi Adams, Captain and Mrd. | y r mpany fo ny Jak shawl a : : enveloped him. There M it m Wa ns shatter ae that wha ! >», a CAPTAIN DRAKE PRONOUNCED WIFE t only muc = very could feel t and ‘is passengers.” There was silence, then three aw k- cheers | } pre nter it unless my officers insist Do you mean you won't— stammered. ake cut im: “Let me finish, please another matter. A word will | upo: | ur Mary is your woman.|* always was. I dia re. But if you h old me a wht} Ke JAKE Drake moved {fed from h e| where | | sailor began to jahe, too, | | laugh. and a 80NK| gery gain th all the steam | said drawing | * Jak} cou but y AND MAR at a m nis Pp the di ing w ng ed her arm, He a nm nm Jak | hubby. "So you will remain a passenger,” | will be a said Drake, and the kindly darkness | Jake d cloaked his broad grin, longer. You if I wete to put| you back in comrhand of the ship,} you couldn't perform your own m Ja riage ceremony, could yo itl he you will both come into the saloon | _ with me, I'll call Mister Twining as human beings the per: “Just a minute, said Jake Stevens chokily. “Are fun with me, or “['m having fun, certainly. you will see the fun of it, too, just 4 . having some more little | ittle Alde: But Mary le x for Capta » Stevéns ah WAS OV eee wee & Olive Roberts Barton of humor yet to be given out. Y¥ MAN AND pit farther Hi and put bis head new knew the eel that I had P deg The darkness | YOU # Ht ding pi | an we get ashore. Is data sad os & one-quarter share in the Jake's figure! and | was the meat.| ped Mary. “Oh, Alden! or: words 1 his head down further i not pe ible for aj and kissed bim « he lips, right in ship mate to have his wife| full view of puz: and startled nd maybe fe h Sk r Imed by © for Mth Capt ma | or dlp $th ing, moist-eyed bride who sim JOE QUI F Conpuctor = % { | TeLL ME UHew FA BiG RACE TRACK WE REACH / Qh Bowie! YCE / BOW ee ie 7 OM THAT |: Love THERE | SEATTLE my STAR Now for the Real Estate Game Yer! THar's WHERE 3'M Gonna) DOUBLE HOkoe BANKROLL RACES AN AV OB TROTH ? AK WAG TELUN' SOPITER, ly must he shipp STOP LOOKIN TM KITCHEN ALLA TIME ) JAY!! CMON AKT PLAY WITH US @ AOM AINT + AMY You HAD BETTER RUN ALONG TO BED~ T'S ALMOST NINE, OCLOcK HAVE A PIECE § OF BREAD 'N \ JELLY BEFORE IW ay \ BE HUNGRY - blab 0: ping rajts como ashing aboard TH NO. 23—THE RUBBISH MAN ens. Come along.” They entered the big blue eyes opened tke had dressed "Erb in a jacket. They both stood a' beside a table laid out a: feast to royalty. Twining stood out- | side his n door, grinning as if he | knew something about tt re was} a bouquet of flowers beside one plate Mary stared hard before she recog: nized that bouquet as belonging to some of her hats. But she smiled at| the joke. Drake was grinning, with r book in his hand, and she| ford to smile. “Come, children,’ the grinned. “The feast awaits. tuck this Iong splice. I n pected to be at your weddin Now look « | skipper | Let us} service as perf r is @ brief pass With the least po: The Rubbish Man began to sing thru his nose, “Rubbish, rubbish!” ret tho all said Mra. Wilson, “The garbage! man won't take them with the gar . t a million old} The Rubbish Man and charged her 15 cent “Come and get my | said Mrs, Robinson. hildren | jumped on them until they are com-| tely ruined, I had to get » new] i] | | | | got her cans} | “Yea‘m,” 6 Rubbish Man, | Jand he cha a quart | | “Is that t on wagon | for sa asked Mrs on. | "No'm,” sald the Man. | |"“He's a friend of mir Idn't j sell him.’* The Twins laughed, bul the |March Harp looked uneasy. “It | wetting near Easter and I'd better }be going back to Fairyland,” he | said ‘They took so much rubbish the Rubbish Man lars and 40 cents th (To Be Continued. | (Copyright, 1925, N. EB. A | KOLKE: Hoping | by suggestion to p suade girl pupils | in the schools, Parents daughters, some only 11 years old, WHY You SHOULD ATE A BIG DINNER LTELL SOU sity DONT You 5 BoyS PLAY SADIERS? FRECKLES WILL BE THE GENERAL AND JZ Getting “Around It SEERA IONDAY, APRIL 6, _BY KEN KUNG LISTEN FRIEND =1F YOu, WANT / 7 HERE'S A To MAKE REAL MONEY, TL! (Bowie ° ¢ YOUR doco wee FOR eT YOU IN ON SOME SECRET : — .. Now To SELL ic TURES A BIG BUILDER iM THE |/HeverR MIND! CALC) \ | a Succes NEST CARS PUT ING WS Ed A me WHEN WE HiT) Y Z| New Town NAMED CHEESENITLE | CHEESEVILLE ! __ THAT'S BOOMING! HE GAYS THE |\ re eee LAND THERE WILL BE WORTH Bea | TEN TIMES AS MUCH Im Sin | MONTHS - 11'S THe BIGGEST | THING SINCE THE ] CALIFORNIA GOLD RUSH= ! i } / ' / f ( : } J { t ; OANES- HE 1G THE NEW || NO MAM-HE Says HIE CAUGE HE SAve DEVS IW I SANITOR ASNT HE 2 weir, |] AIN'T NEVER BEEN IN ONCOMFORTABLEST THINGS HE ; \ HOPE JUPITER WILL ONE AN We AIN'T "I 1D Ns BER NRVER DO ANYTHING — {7 | OWINE TO. NO Mam! WAT HE'LA HAVE To RIDE IN ONE OF | ' 1 4 f + ’ | p: t } I 1 4 y i ‘ i WHAT WALL Z MAKE Pp [i HG you,uay? _& MALE NE A ’ hee \ SANDWICH ! ; I i f ] ] 3 I I 8 r u ° “OU BuT MY STUMMICK 1S AB EMPTY 7 BUT DARLING - ep AFRAID YOU WONT 2 : LE To SLEEP M-M-M- BUT 4 Baro A SLL i THIS 15 G00D- STOMAC SLEEP ON | z CAN L HAVE My eR: ¢ yj | b ail] 4 \ 4 at \} pons pe eee auwp te to paint someth besides their | faces, municipal authorities have in augurated picture- paintl laswe Clothes FLAPPER FANNY | Says = © (928 BY NEA SERVICE. me make the actor, but lack of them often makes the actress. |were becoming expert cosmeticians t. Alden Talbot Drak nounced Jake” and Mary’man “In spring here?” jasked Nancy. pnever get a whiff of ft. My, doesn’t | wife. He kissed the bride warm “we have tixsagulip . #0. matty lit; eqiatl, areal: (Til. go, avd’ hitch | We and idughed at her blushes. He sat | things that it must be pretty well/up old Dobbin at once and we'll be h Al ] her at the right hand of the table! started." pal , e ang e id head chair, then stood aside with) «yea said the March Hare, “it} “Wel cried the Twins, ‘Are we} . Ja » tat ‘sunny, youthful, whimnalcal | pretty well started, Indeed it is #, too?" LETTER FROM JC ALDEN mile that naturally belonged to him. | well ‘stated that poodle iW’ be: Vouldn't you Ike a ride?” PRE CORT TOs d J LDIEN fel Jake Stevens stood by smiling, but ‘© SYDNEY CARTON ns if not sure that he was invited. Drake Jaid a hand on the back of ginning to clean house. ten you can hear thi is very minute carpet beater If you lis- 8 sic Yb “Then is our work all over?" ask- | won't You We) oy Nyy 4 “Oh, do you mean—is Jake to--|. “Just about,’ sald the March do you mean?’ stammered tt not quite. We must g@p‘'v her face alight with some ee the Rubbish Man. We thing which convinced Alden Drake forever of the unfathomable to be got out of well @onc ata happt 1 devent deed | the | win’ tain Stevens will take hi neat, and let us ont 1. |M ling supper mbar Hon ou ie é , color has gone out of Mrs. Steven And ‘Twining relieved young | bie (dams, who was not in the secret fat horse amell and w my door ve to tell him to get out his ol and wagon and go and ge rubbish that gathers in th so off they went to the Rubbish asked in visitor uid the ed you didn niffed the Rub- With | ners, even to a rubbish man) it now, indows shut, Mate} a|M TY va chee ay iat 4 Fe etched. na ait ott |», 80me of the things you told me|more understanding of the motives fa oe FU ae cin eden Old eet batt? jthen, Syd, perhaps I deserved. But|and motivations of men than thoy | —-—_—_-—___.. th to t led iw 1 ed the Rubbish Man. very fast Aon, Ve'll be Ho they ia way And t |their heads out, and some even ca out « n't, my “Come you could ail the rubbish is that I don't know tainly, “Dobbin ts there® I show me where but he * gnid the March Hare. most happy, sir.” waited until the Rubbish they all rode, the old wheels tilting and that as tho any sec Jond they would fall off ish Man began to sing ybish, Thubbish!" ck doors began r » and all@he peopl wt mf thelr dears, window at all good man. and take my can# away,” “i that 1 was (which | My Dear Syd: It is a long time since I have written you. You will remember that in your last letter suc | |mo, howeves, you wrote somo very | harsh things about me and my con: | duct, and yaw told me not to write; ou asking you to help mo out of anything a8 long as I lived. do T have to tell you, old man, that }T am not w bad? Do you not know My nurs virtu und Ny ck's."* 108 are not the you are probabl to yourself as. you read thin, “ H similar vices are net acquaintance: same as I pride myself on being a regular low, man, break it to man, thing under some 1 qualities that are} nothing of jmine? You" led me “friend” al why she good yea and T am not sure gives. that. you would even speak to the} If the kind of man your letter intimated not in truth | ism—that I really have some good points, At| tho rib of least, T have been told so, and while | nearly the Iam not greatly stuck I think T can stack up agi | inst most. on myself, | understanding. 4“ woman, however, I do impossible help Jying to them Iam a human being, and, being from chaps that are sure to dogtho right | any circumstances, am not break my metimes woman, things, different ever will have, 1 must confess, Syd, what moves a riticlses or why old tradition is correct At least in it woman was a man, me in sympa But 1 have who made woe ought to be word to have to Wonien are you can’t those But by the same token, T think T have that I know woman, he for if symbol from thy and to find ean uns |THE OLD HO MEAN To SAY YoU FORGOT © THAT LITTLE DANCING QUEENS wBkweienxaewp yw a! WHEN CAL MOSELY SWEPT THE PEANUT SHELLS OUT OF THE OPRY HOUSE TODAY- HE ALSO.CHECKED UP ON THE WINTERS BUSINESS never seek trouble, No a from to stay as far away and yet trouble Just naturally itates toward me, Tt eave 4 like the miasma of & ik | foot derstand that what she calls un-|band may be true to his wife; that in faithfulness is only an affair of the | his mind and heart there is always {moment on the part of the decent | only one woman who moans every |man | thing that is goodness and happi A min may drink too much and} "ess and life itself, | not be quite himself; I know jcaught in the clutches of time and] saying, Syd, and it sounds like thi place and clroumstance,.and yet he} Jack hag gone and got himself. in would never be called by another] trouble again." man an unpardonable sinner t haven't trouble again, never step out of one \turally put my he may be j t now what you are other. Tight, 1925) Needs gotten myseit into) TOMORROW: This Syd. God knods 1| tinued. € Vor every man knows that a hus