The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 11, 1925, Page 12

PAGE 12 y : | | | } } 3 ran ! X GREGOR aw de. (ma i we re matd, ' tea la to cook H Hut she refuees to loarn. Late : Maggie leaves, disgusted with Gloria's wild” parties and jaasy Gloria hires RANGHILD BON, altho Dick tells her they eant afford « maid And she swamps Dick w bts for her | clothes. In des it roadster for th A i WAYBURN, ; tag The ; MOTHER GRE \ Gloria to mend her i ef doing this burn, MA 2 i JORN REW &® Jolly t pute the Gloria rooms, but aiater, M to tal r Fecovers. Gi one day to hear ing. She listons NOW GO ON W Gloria held her breath and listen- ea Her ear was pressed tight to the receiver Then Miss Briggs volce came} Dyer the phone again. This time it Was choky with tears. ' "Tell mo the truth Gregory going to die brokenly < “I don’t think so, The crisis is past.” Mrs. O'Hara answered, “but! these heart complications are tricky things” “How does that wife of his take {tt Miss Briggs asked. Gloria frowned. What right had two women to be talking/ about her and Dick this way? | o figure Mra, too deep for) O'Hara say.| is Mr. she asked ine neve: her hus-| band’s room but I can’t get her fo stir out of th rl say this for her, tho thing I ever saw Miss Brigzs “Zowie, but it's good to NG you think o asked. | che met him. Stealthily Gloria bung up the n Giver. Sho stood biting td ends of h he prettiest of Gloria’s fa powder. The stumber perfu a Of course, Miss Briggs bed waa heaped wi ee that she was pretty! She was) pillows, and an untidy pile of mo too jealous of her! She hated her/ tion picture magazines littered the because she was Dick's wife! | window seat see that it was her own fault that! Gioria’s life to break into the mo- she hadn't been adie to “land” Dick?| vies . Gloria was ould marry any man she chose to| her mind, teasingly. Marry. « . . All she had to do was to! she jeaned over the dresser and “yamp": him tntelligently. held her face close to the mirror, so These women like Miss Briggs,|that the coppery sunshine of her who scorned a bit of honest make-| hatr brushed the gloss. Up and a curling tron! What con- .. How could Miss Briggs aa eeited simps they were! she wasn't pretty? Why, she was No man was going tc take the! beautiful! time to look past their colorless| Dick had always said so, So had ‘faces to find their beautiful souls. }—Stan W Not on your life! And Miss Brig + or to go on tho stage. The/ burn { Stan Wayburn! sss. with all her| ought of him was like > brains, hadn't had sense enough to} sudden to Gloria. Ten days ge that, Gloria decided ago she had made up | never to see him again. She had She ran upstairs to her own|kept her mind on home and poor Foom that had bern the “spare”! Dick. She had seen no one but the Bedroom until Dick’s illness. | nurse, the doctor, and Mother Greg-| As Mother Gregory had privately|ory.... And oh, but she was sick femarked to Maggic. . “Anybody and tired of the four walls of the Sensi aaa made bie hy i Olive Roberts Barton NO. 10—THE MIRE OF MUD ext pface the Twins came) appeared out of the woods and ran ¥ to on their way to Pixle cave| UP to his master. : on “There are two passengers for eee. Mire-ot- Mod. ,.| You, Saladin,” sald the Saddler, for SWel set across it all right,”| that is who the queer person was. sald Nick to Nancy. “Our magic] “They want to get over the Mire-of- _ Shoes don’t mind a little bit of mud.| Mud. I suppose they aro trying to “Come along and walk right over." | St to Pixie cave. Are you?” he asked the Twin: But they had not gone three steps | “Yes, we a answered | Nick. | een Gown they sank in up tol we ary looking for the golden bee. their knees. | hive that the Pixies stole from tho | “I was just waiting to see what|Falry Queen. It’s hidden in their | Would happen,” said someone near. | *¢¢tet cupboard.”” by, and looking up the Twins be.| “Have you the key?” asked the held a queer looking man all dressed | MMe Hed it 4a," mala Nick, reach: | in leather. ing down in his pocket and holding “When magic meets magic,” said|it up for the Saddler to sce this queer looking person, ‘then| “I'm not quite sure that Js the comes the tug of war. 1 guess my|Tiht one," sald the Baddier, “I | magic is stronger than yoni, ana) Can't Jet. my wooden horse carry ff will take some tugging to get out | ¥°U Over the mire unless you have of that mud.” Then suddenly ho| te Meht key to the secrot cup: | whistled shrilly on his fingers |-Poakds: T4b-mi6. aie, it | So Nick threw the magte key out | There were sounds of galloping! on the bank and the Saddler picked ees moment a wooden horse|it up, Instantly the wooden horse | took the key in his teeth and gal- loped back into the forest. “Oh, dear! What have you dont, | Nick?" cried Nancy, | ‘Never mind,” cried the Saddler. | ‘You did me and my horse a gronter | SALESMAN SHLAPER WIE y Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA SERVICE INC. ne night and day Bhe picked up the / YpssoH") (HEY WaAlter-THeres S } (iemme HAVE sie Ao) a thing to do COME From IAsten to this WAFFLES AND | HONEY - WHERE om) HILL DID COME FROM? good and not nh wool and flax and worketh willingly Gloria laughed tomorrow she'll have is just as hard to find these days as If that's being In love you golng all dress and covered with that nasty perfume you usery Hhe wondered w It was true that life WLO,Boors ! it's GO YOR A LTTE WALK = WHAT ALL 100 Is Po! DRESSES M TAKE Em OFF - POT "EM OW ‘MN Take ‘EM ofF/ GEE WhIZ- WOTTA LIFE. SIT DOWN ~ WANNA? (™ KINDA TiRED - ory’s hands on her nose would ” was) hous YL. BET You GET ENUIO0S LOOKIN’ AT ALL X’POT "EM ON ONCE N LOOK AT YOuR - SELF Good WW TH’ MIRROR - THAS ABOUT ALL THERE ask him to take a walk y be eald: when you're the ‘some baby f all the world s+. Why couldn't Miss Briggs! yt had always been the dream of | 2° Then, after that re that any woman) thought still lurked in the back of | Lar nongh meth feverish haste When she was ready, Diauletly out of t joria shook her I'm dying to walk, Perhaps you do think that “I've been penned up better! a man has cared for a girl the way Dick has for me, she can never be fooled by imitation love again. guess he'll be Mother Gregory if his heart holds ot eyes and the ears of « fox ht In him eyes some darning cotton tore, If you're goin “Oh, the dickens!” Gloria remark- her mina|% Mother Gregory to seo h dressed herself to go out | Stanley Wayburn. no way out of It MUDD CENTER BY SMALL ee = FRECKLE: S AND HIS FRIENDS WHAT THET NEW Suit ) #e Gor FROM Ti’ ORDER House ? ae RIGHT Bown AT TH CORNER~ GEE! HE'S A SIx FOCTER EASY AN' MEBBE REALLY, ALEK? BEFORE LE GOES AWAY- TLL | you ever do any mendin Gloria shook her head impudently I don’t know how to mend mother always kept my clothes in order for me,” sho said my stockings havo holes in A\sS THIS! Jost THIAK! A SIX darned stockings.” “I've always sal rolling a pair of soc sho remarked ks into a neat YoU SAID HE WUT A SIX FOOTER, AN’ AE HAS TWO EVERYBopy OVERHEARD NEAR THE POST OFFICE. Sert Smirt: ‘I See TH GUV'MENT Losr its Suit IN THET TEA PoT Dome SCANDAL” Pop SLupe: THer’s NoTHIN’! Bye CLow SPECIAL FOR 30 DAYS Our Red Rubber Our Whalebone Set of Teeth doos Rot cover roof of mouth, if you have two or more you full value f he All work guaranteed for 15 Examinudion MLE Open 9 to 6 Dally to 12 su OHIO DENTISTS | Xindness than you know, ‘That key | js not only the key to the secret | | cupboard in Pixte yut it also unlocks the great onk tree where} 4.0 vil Uuny (nat Kebpa nome the saddle is hidden—Saladin's sad-| girls out of grand opera a their | ago.” | Again there ware sounds of hoofs, and the wooden horse appeared |again with a saddle which he held firmly in hie teeth HE’s Gor * MOM’N POP Lost HIS’N DOWN To THE SWiMMIN’ HoLE AN’ THETS THE ONLY one. <1 hat was stolen from him years | voices kel (01028 OY WEA SERVICE, INC. Q Helps His | The Saddler took the saddle and OW CHIEF! Here's A Z (— dOtan Mr, Gumn'- TESTIMONIAL THAT JUST. buckled {t onto the horse's back. | onto the horse's bac GWE NIT A BIRD + Instantly the wooden horse turned |into a beautiful. white mare, the Haddler turned into a prince, ant} jthe Mire-of-Mud turned into a love. | ly garden | fore if your key, children,” sald Baddler—1 mean the Prince w get on my white mare and} she will take you os far as the hy life nowy Cucumber Patch of the Pickle | Woman, 1 have no power beyond |my own Kingdom, But It in by your kindness that we have’ and I hope you may get thru the | Cucumber Pateh sa and reach | | Pixie Cave before night," | “Thank you, sir," sid Naney and | Nick, riding av toward the north | as fas us the hite mare could | carry them | (fo Be Continued) (Copyright, 1998, M.A, Merviee, They’ eon maved, | Sue tid evry way to atop bud, with no Atautto, A nian pince Vocal perhaps it would 4 pnoring — 3 tried. it For years D have bean, in the habit because Andre wo i ae 0 the, Wi Fa asta bax UNG pho TLU TRY A JAR= MAKE ME SNORE 1 ANY WORSE em OMA HE'S SNORING A GRAND OPERA SELECTION NOW