The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 9, 1925, Page 16

THURSDAY, JULY 9, ATTI SALESMAN $AM BY SWAN ° TUt MorTonceD ta 5 TP Dy es ; ae “le ae Tt - yre AHEAD /7 fe The y, j ) ry Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA SERVICE INC. “eg him Z| Wace and over and TUB STORY Se 1 “Glory.” it sald poe \ GORDON, b With her hand on the knob of] |°@h"™ strugg!ing ia Hi the door, Gloria turned and faced) festerteima| ee " thes Mrs, O'Hara who had followed he . Dick t his moth upstairs. i ers maid to cook 1 can't go In!” she protested But sh again, “I simply can't! You don't The young Gregor know what you're asking of me Warming. Among * STANLEY WAYBURN ¢ uh Whom G once was in love. Hhe darted across the hall and 4 The “wild” party br into the guest room, closing the LOLA HOUGH scolds BILL, her band, for petting. Maggie @d, quits her 5 « RANGHILD SWAN door benind her She threw herself down on the sds blue silk cover of the bed, and cov-| (“WHEE- HOORAY ered her ears with her hands to shut out the sound of Dick's moan ing But she heard it, anywa 1 = 1 WON >? ORAY - WHEE —_ 4% CAE “Ia ec) upon a new r eres a and Wayburn y e car, and are ween by went on and on dn her brain } & GREGORY “Glory Glory Glory ‘ Jay Glory invites Wayburn, At last she got up and tapped ees see cation tim on the door of the sick room. Mrs. WMOUR, and May's adm JiM Srewe to the house, I re O'Hara opened it at once Aurns unexpectedly, He y the Glory tiptoed Into the room ests out se of her affair with Carewe. H H May is voted out « @maclub. Utterly crushed, » Mp Carewe. Gloria goes to see Way burn in hie rooma, and returns to find that Dick h brougt The silk curtains had been taken down, A newspaper shrouded the rosy shade of the reading lamp. A white towel had been laid the top of her own dressing table as home ill, by MISS RIG his se retary. And on it w a whole row of bot NOW GO ON WITH THE sTORY tles. A hospital chart hung at the see foot of Dick's be And on it Dick lay, breathing tn those short terrible gasps. “In he going to die?" Gloria whis pered to Mra, O'Hara Mrs. O'Hara studied Gloria with| her serious eyes. | How can J say?” she asked very 2 gently. “He's a very sick man, Mra, | on —— -- “ \for picnics, the light from the blast! Gregory, but I've seen worne canes BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES furnace where he worked. than Nis Don't worry. Pray Shall we have the po baked or} Gloria couldn't remember the last mashed for. dinner t, Mraltime she had prayed. It was fo Ranghild asked, with «| jong ago. LORIA was furious with Miss Briggs for bringing Dick home. He could have come alone in his! taxi, just as well as not! But} “no, she must be a ministering angel | to Dick? = That was her pose, Glory | thought angrily |. . Why couldn't these secre-| Gregory into bed before the doctor | Paries realize that their jobs began | comes.” "iand ended in the office? Gloria.| They were unlacing Dick's shoes Dherself, had never been tnterested! when Dr. John arrived Jn her employers when she had/ Deftly as a nurse he und! ‘ POOR TATTLE ASNT THAT Just \ BLEVE Se, . wert? bo YOU HAVE || MEBBE LL Sr we THE GAME THING GO SEE - i Worked. except as employers. She} Dick and put him into bed. F mig effort for self-control, Sh tthe had been ao busy living. life was sure of that! out his stethoscope and listened to could see that Mra, Gregory was not{that she had forgotten all about] IN A DARKER SHADE, DP) “Miss Briggs didn't come into the} Dick's back and chest. Then he Interested in her story the Giver of Lite! D hhouse,” Ranghild said. “She paid| &Tavely nodded his head as he timed 1 didn't know you were a widow She went lightly to the side of} grid.” Gloria said, “and bake|pick’s bed and took his hot, dry| potatoes, please.” hand in hers. Sbe™ went back into the t her touch Dick stirred. He Bg 2 Dick’s pulse. ‘the taxi driver, and went away. He | Dic ; ‘and I got Mr. Gregory upstairs,and| “Just whut I told him he'd have | Sput him on his bed. ... Oh, ma'am, | !f he didn't take better care Hwhat do you think fs the matter| Self.” he remarked dryly room and picked up a fashion m half-opened hie eyes with him?” jopaemoaies Etnies vs better t c soot : Rikky-Tikky-Tavy,” she said, ‘ e Mrs, ara right away, She's} ra. Gregory! ame Mj calling him the foolish ttle ‘pet ‘ Ranghild was almost in tears. }the best pnuemonia nurse in this He gravely nodded his|0'finra ppt afit tld are! heads ei “Oh, nothing mifoh, but the flu,"| town.” ig oy f f cl ta b ‘ G % head as he timed Dick's} “Adyall 4 for him SGloria answered. “He's had it twice) Gioda stood like a statue in the ve He cloned his eyes. ; is winter . .. and ihe avs right middle of the room. In a dream pulse, | white A. feeling of pit ent aeee 3 eet tee ent SA: Alghtmare , she heard Dr.| going to parties with his fur the bannisters a. Dick seemed so alone in 2 me two. Jobn ‘call Mrs. O'Hara and send al wife... on his sticking. to nd {9 calling for You."| his pain—-in bis strt to. ee 4 “I tried to telephone you all over} taxicab for her | erie Had wee’ Seat iver “town,” the maid went on. “I phoned She listened to him ordering things Gloria had never thoug nt he was delirious. Helany conradeshty Any happin Mrs. Seymour, and Mrs. Gail, and/ from the drug store ... camphor-|in just that way before didn't know anything a while ag0.”| she wondered Mrs. Hough, and Mr. Gregory’s| ated oil, cotton, brandy. ismeoe Wise May, ‘boos Floria answered. Gi leoncekiui nan ie told ares; | And all at on was brought!a doctor's wife. Well not want to go upstairs) herself. She had been his wife. : “Don’t ever do !t again!” Gloria] home to Gloria it was that~D: r, and hated e thous He had had her Kisnes, hadn't he OW, MY YES! Jus. EXACTLY — fied sharply. “I'm usually down- Own shopping, so it's no use trying} the parties %@ get me by phone,-anyway. . . | needed him as Dick needed him now!| out Tats go up and try to get Mr. Their very lives depended on his not/ to st eee briskly. John couldn't go with May to all “Now t dances... People| you can do Is to m of this room’ breathe in that ter | He had held her htened | and what love-making? look of hia face had fright Dimly, Gloria knew that ONLY MORESO out, yourself ened her this afternoon the | there was something else in Dick's Gloria gave a nervous little laugh, | skin flushed,.the eyes bright with/love for her, But what was it? 2 R Se | “No need to ask me to stay out of | fever. No, she was not going t|Unselfishnens, perhaps CHIN Y (= this room,” sho said. “I'm fright-|go upstaira and seo him xgain, If{ The sick man moved again. He (Oceanic 5 > Wii NS ened to death of sick people.” | there was any way out of It! | wan trying to ray something Her eyen were wide with fear | “Dr. Seymour told me to keep| Glory bent her head to listen. by Olive Roberts Barton | “What makes him bj like | out of Mr, Gregory's room,” she said | Dick moaned that? she asked. nad been|to the nurse, “He made mo take! I am," Glory whispered, NO, 8—THE BEAN-SHOOTER MAN | watching the quick rise and fall ot | all my things out of it, even!” “Right here, Dick Right here be- | Dick's chest under the bed clothes.| Mrs. O'Hara smiled gently jwide y | He breathed ax if h ur ix still upstairs, He} the had been ru "Dr. Se oked his forehead. He put » é. % ning a long way and was utterly! told me to call you himself,” she|up both his hands and thrust her 2: exhausted. naid away “Fever and the disease, both,” Dr.| With slow, reluctant feet, Gloria 1 want Glory,” he moaned again Jotin said shortly went upstairs Glory rose and turned away from | Glory gathere nol tas the bed Angrily “she faced Mra | jorigings her ¢ n | From behind the closed door of! O'Hara [fumes and powders, all Dick’s room she could hear a low) “He doesn't even know me,” she things from her dressing table moaning sound. It was not like/agid. “Now don’t ask me to come | Sb took these Into the guest room. | Dick's voice. And yet tt was his|in here again! Because I won't! She stood loo win- | volee | (To Be Continued Tomorrow) | dow. <A taxicab waa com! down | te treat" '1 slowed up betore the MUDD CENTER FOLKS BY SMALL Oi Abschnclod’ Roca 44. lax ee ey CA AIN'T Y’GOIN 2 samo up the walk toward the ABN | 7? BUY THET | The woman's face wa FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS | Gloria openea TALK? AND SHE'S ONLY SEVEN MONTAS OLD 22 JAY SAYS His i (0) SAY YOUR xt LITTLE BABY BABY SISTER CAN | familiar. And when she spoke, her y | volee was, too. Gloria wan sure ahe, TALK ALREADY’, Solio ore | had met her somewhere before rd Soreap ¥, “How do you do? I'm Mrs. ! |O'Hara’ she said as she came up “Hey, there! Who is meddling with my pebbles?” the front steps. feel almost as it| |I know you, Mrs, ( My sie.| HE Twins started out to find)so long from end to end that there |ter, Sue Briggs, has worked for your | Pixie cave to find the lost heo- | W48 No knowing where ft went to. | husband for a good many years.’ EE the Fairy Queen. wa Here is a path?’ cried § Nick.| Miss Briggn' sister! This woman! My We'll manage to get over, I guess,| |. That was why she had look Mick carried in his pocket the key |if we don't try to go too fast.” |e so familiar to Gloria! She had fhe secret cupboard, given them| But the instant he put his foot|the samo shadowy blue a and the Sour-Old-Woman-Who-Livea |" It, a million tiny pebbles camo | delicate features. Her volco was as| ee sifatertati. rons down and almost buried the! low and sweet as Miss Briggs’ own children, : lovely volce | fancy carried nothing, but she) ‘rey, there! Who is meddling} “Will you go right upstaira?*! Saying over and over to her-| with my pebbles?’ cried a volce.|Glorin asked with cold politeness. | “To get to Pixie cave we must| And who should appear at that very! "Dr, Seymour is waiting for you three things; first, the Pebble | second but a long, thin person with| Without another word, the nurs fall of the Bean-Shooter Man; sec-|a long thin face, and long thin legs, | disappeared around the turn at the the Mire-of-Mud where the|/and long thin arms. He was also| stair landing. fooden Horse lives; third, the Cu-|carrying o long thin pipe that * Shs | Patch of the Pickle Wom-| looked so much like himself It was| Gloria went out into the bright n.” hard to tell them apart. kitchen. Ranghild, in her black Pretty soon the Twins came tothe| The Twins didn’t move, as how, | dress, stood at the sink washing let Wall. It towered over them | {ndeed, could they, being buried {n|tuce leaves in a colander | great dark mountain, and was | most up to their necks. “Will we have dinner at the usual So it's you, it ex:| time?” sho asked chokily, Her eyes| (Advertisement) claimed the Bean-Shooter Man, com-| were red-rimmod | pie | | ing quite close and peering into| Without warning she began to| é their faces. You'd have thought|cry, covering her face with ber wet, j |that he had known them all their|red hands. Gloria stared at her. | } PO {lives from the way he spoke. “Yen,| “What in the world is the matter | a 1881 I see it is you,” he went on. “And| with you?" she asked. “You've just) t ere y got et hol y | now that you are where you are, 1| got to get hold of yourself, Rang- | PoP SLUPE GoT A LETTER FROM HIS shall read you a lecture. I like to|hild! Mr. Gregory's not dead, yet, | ita SiS eat | WELL! waar WORDS ARE an a read people lectures, so I always| you know!" | , NEPHEW SAYIN’ HE HAD GOT & LUCRATIVE f Is the Critical Time. keep one handy. Lat me see, where| “Oh, I know that pneumonia! My JoB AS & SKY-WRITER ~. Just T' HELP | a. E.Pinkham sVegeta- did I put that last Jecture?” And | man, he died of it five winters ago TH Bor ALONG POP ORDERED & _ bleCompound will Help | °, !*pved all his pockets. in Sweden..." Ranghlld gobbed Hain PEN FROM TH’ GENERAL ‘Oh, here it is,” he sald at Inat,| She took a handkerchlef from her tase “It's on mannérs, I like lectures| ®Pron pocket and wiped her swollen SToRE..-1T Took, THREE WEEKS T’ GET IT. _ You Safely Through : SERPS PMOER RY on manners. How do you like this?" | eyelids. PoP REFUSED T' TAKE IT AFTER HE ,Ohio.-“During the Change | ‘The Hean-Shooter-Man laid the| “That's how 1 happened to come FOUND OuT THAT PENS AIN'T USED IN Life ee ee ae town and | long bean-shooter on the ground and | to this country. 1 couldn't bear to} SKY-WRiTING.- CALEB SYKES 18 NOW lydomy | started to read: stay at home without my Henrik CARRYING A FOUNTAIN PEN IN - work. By reading Mas verything made moe think of htm TING: CUNT STock C1025 BY NEA SERVICE INC “Manners are important. ‘They LATA ada either get you somewhere: or they| ‘_: the Dine woods where we went | about Lydia E, get oa nowhere, but at any rate .|one should have them. Never touct ’ ja ER Geeneeti|wiet count vslong 0 yeu, 1t| MOM'N POP Gets His Freedom andithasstraight-|™might blow up, or fall down or do a CAL MUD ened me righfout anything at all to you. At any rate, ne gues HERE'S RNR RERT, and made me feel | don't touch it REMARKABLE TESTIMONIAL FRotA likeanew woman. | “ty that all?” asked Nane: f ! y as the ONE 7 Ms ean Bid Bean-Shooter-Man paused for breath, ol th taken eight bot | ghe hoped it was, Not only did sho 7 tes L was well and | aistixe lectures, but lectures on man. Apo tpehay le unt & hve M jo hea ng | muy on Y not allow me to go out: buemango but + a ce panot) ( So ES aA : a 4 (NAME ON. You STAY HOME TONIGAT! | = 4 do my housework on the farm { moot trouble, ‘ recommended cei ae heitaieak HEA , , ) BRIT Dee TALKS JUST ee eae BILL ARE a. ins] om . des, the pebbles were hot val i E 7 , = poy laughter-in-law after her sec- | Like L DO orn!? You IN BED ? i nd baby was born and it did her a |#"4 Heavy and sho wanted to get ‘ TLL RE BACK BY oe ‘ul lot of good. 1 told her to | °'- cy 1 | Hy soe it cian hel her Twould | fyi i said the Bean-Shooter: an fore she taken | Man, “There's a lot more about bottle she sajd to me, ‘You won't | getting up for your elders, and to pay for it! It asd me | about being seen and not heard, onder Bt and she tool vices and all that, But you look tired, so ot of it. ‘ou can use my testi- | I'll stop, 1 hope I know e i onial if yo beast oo Mrs, Evst@ | manners for that. Never bord one \OKERMAN, Convoy, io, udience, saya 1 der cares ily Mrs, Ackerman’s 2 “And Wav uavitl=you toll mo@what fi ler experience oug! elp » doing, where yo 7 iT it, She tells of the trialsof middle | 204 why you isind to scons tase nove ‘and the wonderful results she ob> | 1,16 wall without first asking me? ined Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg- |" "Be © Bi pound, (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1025, N. H. 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