The Seattle Star Newspaper, May 23, 1925, Page 14

THE SEATTLE STAR Published by Arrangement With Watterson F CHAPTER XNUL—Continued and the kittin’ need! No wonder we kee’s skelet between his ribs, It but it was doocediy | We were all fa take the dive, Of the Ind how I une were to be formers the show, Chal but r ere in thy ge is more th was not hard I thought it ¥ reak for it, Ih been plottin’ t a bit, and h ‘one or two thi nh my mind. Tt was all on me, for Summerice was useless and Ch nger not much bet tr. The only time they got togethe they got slangin’ becau couldn't agree upon the classifica of these headed devils that had got A of us, One said it was the dryopt us of J: the other sald it was pithec pus. Madness, I call t both. But, as I sy, I out one two > helpful could not run as fast the open. They have legs, you see Even C! yards ir them, an fect Shrubb. they knew don’t belleve they they lentific Loon One was th as a short, would be a pe Another point was that nothin’ about guns. I ever understood how the fellow I shot came by his} If we could get at our guns what we could hurt. there was no sayin’ do. “So I broke away early this morn- im’, gave my guard a kick in the tummy thgt laid him out, and sprinted for. the camp. ‘There I got you and the guns, and here we are.” “But the professors?’ I cried, in eonternation. “Well, we must just co back and fetch ‘em. I couldn't bring ‘em me. Challenger was up the tree, Summeriee was not fit for the fort. The only chance was to get guns and try a rescue. Of course they may scupper them at once in revenge. I don’t think they would touch Challenger, but I wouldn't an- | swer for Summeriee. But they would have had him in any case. Of that I am certain. So I haven't made matters any worse by boltin’. But we are honor bound to go back and have | them out or see ft thru with them fo you can make up your soul, young fellah my for it will be one way or the other before even’.” I have tried to imitate t Lord Roxton's jerky talk, his short, strong sentences, the haif-humorous, half. feckless tone that ran thru it all But he was a born leader. As dan ger thickened his jaunty manner would increase, his speech become more racy, his cold eyes glitter into ardent life, and his Don Quixote moustache bristle with joyous excite~ ment. His love of danger, his in- tense appreciation of the drama of qi that we mig and First National Pictures, Ine t. Kothacker © can't get ba em where might get off, | nd its ba Cha r again needed it, We slunk thru the b until we came to the {f, close to th halted, and | ed | th I can move a great deal to have hall told him how we were placed, but | was too dangerous, lest we should be heard. The of the ape-m: heard thelr cur At such times w nearest clump of funtii the sound hb: and two h have passed be slow e I saw t ments t destination. He and he ie atill 4 himself. In a min again, his face quiv ering with eagerness “Comet said he “Come quick!! to the Lord we are not too ‘eady"” L found myself shaking with nerv- }ous excitement as 1 scrambled for- ward and lay down beside him,| bushes at 4 before us h I shall never | forget untii my no weird, | xo impossible | how IT am to | how jn | onee more on a lounge in the & JOE QUINCE HERE ( -~) 13 ae (AsBesTos!) {= cAN TH COME (N é ey Voice HE DON'T WANNA | ' | SE€ ME BOW CAN TEAL BY THAT =< Joe Is A FimiE CHICKEN To SERVE me! THis BIRD'S OLDER “\i THAN My GRANDMOTHER!) — J BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES (WaXO ,Boorslints 6o YOR A LiTTLE Rape WHAT SAY ? PRE AND — CONT BE SILLY LL RUA OVER To NE GOOSEYS A MAKIN’ COOKIES , WANT SOME COOK MOM’N POP 7 PoP - PUT ONNOUR COAT AND HAT- Se aeabligieionvasiodadetd For Me) l club and look out on the drab solid. |’ ity of the Embankment, I know that it will seem then to be some wild nightmare, some delirium of fever. Yet I will set {t down now, | while it {# still fresh in my memory, | and one at least, the man who lay in the damp grasses by my side, will | know if I have lied. (Continued in Our Next Issue) & Olive Roberts Barton NO. 16—THE P “Well! Well! Well!" cried Doctor Bill. “Who is this coming?” Nancy and Nick looked out of the window and saw a big bird settle down in a nearby tree—a hird such as they had never seen in ajl their lives before “It's a perfectly beautiful bird?’ cried Nancy flinging open the door and rushing out. “Come on, Nick! Come on, Doctor Bill—and see him.” Nick and the bird doctor close at her heels for they: were $ust as curious as Nancy was, Doc- tor Bill settled his glasses on his nose and peered up into the green depths of the tree. “Why I do believe—yes, sir, it 4s, a5 sure as you're born!’ he cried. “How do you do, sir! Come on down. We ate all friends here. No one will hurt you.” “Are you sure?” screeched the bird. “Am I at the right place? In this Doctor Bill's 1 Ae fixes up sick birds? “Yeu, sir! This is the very place, and 1 am Doctor Bill himself, These Twins are my helpers. They won't hurt you. Come on down,” “AN right. ‘I'll come,” said the bird. “But after all I have gone thru, I am even frightened at my own shadow,” Down flew the bird, and Nancy and Nick almost forgot to breathe in their amazement. If the pen- cock was beautiful, this new bird was 0 hundred times as lovely, He wan black and purple and violet and brown with feathers like wilky yellow plush on his head and neck Hin even orn of gre mky blue dune roses, But that was not all, Out of his wings grew grent sprays of soft orange-colored feathers that arched ¥r over his back In a @reat shower were 1 throat were two cob his long beak wa. id hin feet ia pink y apital where | , ARADISE BIRD | —almost hiding him These soft plumes kept waving gracefully this way and that as he moved until they looked like a shower of pure gold in the sun light "Oh!" cried Nancy. “Oh!” exclaimed Nick Even Doctor Bill c greut beauty of the bird “Why! What Is it?’ bird anxiously. “Don't me? What's wrong?” “Nothing,” said Nancy, (“It's just that you are so lovely! We never saw a bird as beautiful as you are.” “What! Me?" cried the bird. “Am I pretty? I knew I was called the Bird of Paradise but 1 never knew I was considered handsome. Is that why they tried to catch me?" “Who? asked Doctor Bill. “Some little brown men,” sald the Bird of Paradise, “They had queer itt arrows and shot some of my brothers, But T got away with| on 1 wounded foot £ » that is why,” said Doctor Bill sadly. “These brown men sell birds like you to white men whé sell them to people to put on hats.” "Dear me!" cried the poor Bird of Paradise, “It's terrible to be pretty. I'd rather be ugly, ‘Then Va be safe.” ‘You may stay here at my house,” said Doctor All kindly, “and you will always be safe. I'll have a look at your foot now.” | out at the asked «the you like nore (To Be Continued) Wee 4 HA VER TRY THIS He (after the honeymoon) pairs of my socks have thom, sweetheart, She—Put on both pairs, are in different Answers, tii) holes in he holes places.—London | faces ) | letter that you Girls used to put paint on thetr now some of them drink it, |The Tangle| LETTER JO LESLIE PRESCOTT FROM MRS, ALICE GRAVES HAMILTON *My Dear Daughter: I was very glad to get your last letter, Leslie deay, ‘Che one before it had left me in a rather uncertain and unhappy state of mind, Not particularly for what you sald in it, but for what you did not say, T can see, however, from this last re feeling mush bet party th ter, T hope th you left your friends in Albany With pleasant remembrances of your slay there You must forget all your troubles and griefs of the past, dear child, Temember yesterday is Just as dead and just as impossible to recall or BEFORE RAY SEES ME OR BLSE HE'D you were! | Planning came off all right, and that HIS FRIENDS MISSUS os J HAVE A HEART 2} Mom - LVE BEEN WORKING HARD 1/| ALL DAY YoU 6tT OVER S'S HERE SO QUICK, ANYWay ?? | CANT T EVER GO | AMYPLACE Withour =f YOU FOU NADY ( Tut 1 ONLY WANT YOU TO GO AS FAR AS THE DRUG STORE —~ CAN'T YOU SEND CHICK 7 the One Who Must Chew It! (Dion'r cook Ys | \OLO To ME, Boss. How CAN] i CHICK _ A Good Memory for Certain Things — }I'cc TAKS SOME OF THESE APPLES — THEY Cook PRETTY Good. YES, INSTER TRUG, THey/Re Goop. HE PPLES, JUST NowW,] NOT SGLUING. THEN HERE — HE'S SELLING APPLES change in any way as are the yester: days of the days or ancient Rome. You know me pretty well and you know that I have tried to practice this philosophy all my life. In a measure I have succeeded in teach- ing it to Karl, He seems more like himself lately than at any time since poor Alice died. We are leaving Switzerland next | week, I shall be very sorry to go, [but T can see thag Karl is getting to come back the summer vin later in for there something about this beautiful country that is very comforting to me, Life here acoms very simple, The people strive not for great happiness, but for contentment, I have been very happy at Berne all at everything seemed to pall on Karl, and 80 we are leaving for Paris a week from today and from there will go to Spain, which country Karl has never visited, Vl tell you more about my travels in my next lettor, for just now T want to write you about something that has happened which is not only very strange but very disturbing to say the lonst Yosterday some friends Karl went out a walking trip, after he had been gone with wn hour or two, I had a visit froma very pretty rl, a total stranger, who asked if I were Mre, Graves Hamilton, the mother of Mra, John Alden Prescott, Tr told her T was, and sho said; “LT realize you know nothing about and had hoped to go to Genova, but| me, but Iam Tonga Alpaugh, and 1 4 and, | BY THE | TEETH, y'TEXW A EN'S AGE w BAH! CHI Cis NS Ain'T GOT (No TEETH | | \( BUT 7 WAATOY THINKOP THAT? WELL, | COOCO000s. / ANYWAY WERES MY CAR. 7); peed nak eS ONER HERE AT _{_BEEN HERE Topay! ) YOUR HOUSE ? = ae ie WHATS RAY Doin’ ) RAY? Wnty, RAY oe? | | L GUESS YOU MUST HANE SEEN YOURSELF Ly IN OUR MIRROR, ie, | E1825 RY WEA SEMCE we OREAT HONK~ EVERY TIME L COME HOME FROM WORK YOU ALWAYS WANT ME To Do THIS AND DO AT ~ L NEVER BY TAYLOR (WHENEVER TASK YOO TO. DO ANYTHING YOUALWANS )? YESANOTHE | START TO GROWL ~ BEFORE j LONGER UM WE WERE MARRIED YOU USED To SAY You CODLD OUGH FOR [RYAN BORN DEALER IN ALL BRANDS OF MEDIUM, HARD AND SOFT COALS: PLAIN & FANCY SLACK - ‘SKID BRICKS FoR DomEST. — CHICKEN FEED - GLASS AND SHEEP DIP — LUCRETIAS OLD BLACK IT WAS JUST DISCOVERED “TODAY WI HANK BOYNTON SETS OUT A SMALL BOX OF STRAW ON HIS WINDOW SILL EVERY 928 wy NEA BERVICES INGO as® you it a young woman by the name of Zoe Hillington is with your daughter,” “Oh, do you know h T asked, ‘She is such a swoot My about Miss daughter is very fond of her,” A strange look came over the face "Do you think so? bored, my doar, that T knew nothing Hllington, except that sho had seemed yory kind and offi- cient the day she camo over to Pitts: hureh, and that she had heen very of the woman be Then I vemem.| ed to hear what the woratl say, (Copyright, 1925, NBAS ae TOMORROW — This | tnined,