The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 22, 1925, Page 10

PAGE 10 but no work « She refuses to cook or keep house and hires RANGHILD SWANSON to do it for her, altho Dick says they ean't afford a maid. And she awamps Dick with debts for her clothes and tomob becomes tnt with SY WAYBU out-of- work actor, Her friend, MAY SEYMOUR, wife of DR, JOHN SEYMOUR, warns her not to be seen With Wayburn. She tells Gloria how erself has been snubbed be f a foollah love affair with 3 seriously fll with uring the days of his very, Gloria sees Wayburn gonstantly, Ho tells her he ls going to New York to get a Job. He needs | money ia borrows $200 of | from his reta: tells Miss Briggs ney to improve a MISS BRIGGS. ahe wants the the house and y Gloria and Wayburn go driving and the car overturns. Wayburn disappears and ( ly hurt, is taken to the hospital, When she has been tn t ail two weeka | and is better, I » see her. out hows nd by he act ciga under the wrecked car NOW GO ON WITH TH LORIA took Wayburn's case from Dick Wondering, she turned {t over and Over in her slim hands. “Where in the world did you get this thing?” sho asked, puzzled. The Tast time she had seen it, {t had been lying in the wet yellow mud beside ythe wreck of her car, And she was _#@uite sure that she hadn't picked it ‘up. “The nurse tn the office down- Just gave it to me along (with the jewelry you had on when #¥Ou camo into tho hospital," Dick janswered. His voice sounded tired a vand flat. Ho took a little handful of jewelry ‘from his pocket and tossed !t down on the bed. Gloria picked up her| Fings and put them on. She slid her Wrist watch under her pillow. Then she looked up at Dick. There Was scorn written in the lovely depths of her eyes | “So you knew when you came tnto this room that I’d been with Stan the day of the wreck?" sho said. “And you set a trap for me!" “Of course I knew. ‘The minute| STORY clgaret THE STORY SO FAR; ATTLE AR MDE WWF y Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA. SERVICE INC. Suddenly Gloria put her head down on the table before her and cried as if her heart would break. “I wonder if any of the men who he sald, “I wonder if} The Twins left the king and queen | and’ all their queer subjects asleep beside the July Pole—the lavender and orange and pink and blue rib- bons all scattered about like an éxploded rainbow. | “That was a queer place!’ re-| Marked Nancy. “And it was a good thing they let us go or we never would find the Fairy Queen's honey bees.” “Maybe we won't find them any- Way,” said Nick. “No one here to “know anything about “About what, please?” cried a wooden camel, bringing all his| Joints to a halt beside them. “It it is something else I was born with- out, I'll give up altogether and go find live in Timbuctoo in the Log- “If Humpty Dumpty Isn't at it) again!’ cried the wooden elephant running up, and before the Twins could move, a whole wooden circus was crowding about them. “What ts Humpty Dumpty et?" asked Nick. “And who is Humpty Dumpty?” “Humpty Dumpty ss the camel, 80 called on account of his humps, and he !s also always !n the dumps. “Tell the yisitors why Humpty is always in the dumps, boys.” “He's jealous because ho has no mane,” roared the lion. “If he only knew what a trouble it was, -he would be thankful he didn’t have one." “Is it a bother?” asked Nancy. #T suppose it is the combing that pulls.’ “Combing! cried the lon. “No NO. 19—THE WOODEN CIRCL |to spell them also, it's t kin¢ writing. and said the wooden hippopotamus. he only knew what trouble I, too, have with spelling {t the right way! There are two kinds of ‘Dear knows! ‘IT smell | my nose”? 1 always forget which | is which, and half the timo put a ‘k’ on mine.” “It needs than it hag wooden monkey. “And he's jealous of, my tail,’ said the wooden kangaroo, jumping a stiff Jump. “I also have trouble, as there are two kinds of tails, too. | So he should be thankful.” Suddenly the wooden camel be gan to laugh. He laughed so hard that all his wooden joints shook| loose and his legs turned. cle around. As for his head, it was| entirely upside down. But still he} laughed. | “Forevermore!” cried all the an- Imals. “What's wrong now?" | | said the wooden cainel. “I have} two humps and there are two ways | H-u-m-p and} old ladies say noses, with d, | nothing more on it} ady,” snigg@ed the “I just thought of something, harm-p-h, like the when they are shocked, Now I'm happy.” | “Humpty Dumpty {s happy at} }last,” cried all the wooden animals walking stiffy away. The Twins looked after them in |surprise. What a queer place the | Land of Wonders was, and no sign yet of the Fairy Queen's bees! | (To Be Continued, (Copyright, 19 ¥. BE. A. Service, Ine,) LETTER FROM LESLIE PRES- COTT TO THE LITTLE MAR- i QUISE—CONTINUED "I early found I could not buy any ‘of the things I really wanted,” said Mr, Sartoris to me in a very sad voice. I began to pity him very much, Little Marquise. “I wanted my father to love ms, and I could not buy that. @ pal of my own age, but all the fellows at college wore envious of my great wealth, and they either became mmobby followers whom I despised, or openly told me they could not train in my crowd because they had & wholesome pride in doing things for themselves, “I was the lonilest boy on earth, and I sometimes think now that I am the most desolate of men. “T always fought shy of girls, and the day I left college my father called me into his great brary and asked me what I intended to do with my life. “Until that moment I had never thought anything about, it, but standing before that austere man, I finally said I had not decided, I told my father that I thought I would travel for a while, if he were willing: and then, perhaps, I would buy a ranch out west and five the life of @ country gentleman, “The idew of the ranch came to mo I wanted | stammered and shuffled about and} “Ho looked at me with something more akin to pride than he had ever had before. Then he asked: “ Melville, do you think {t strange that I have never sald anything to you about your mother?’ “'T thought if there was anything you wanted me to know, sir, you would tell me about ft in your own good time,’ I answered. “Your mother, my boy,’ he went on In a strangely choked voice, ‘de serted you and ran y with man who called me his best friend Oh, Little Marquise, can't you un- derstand how I pitied him! I felt ® sob rising in my throat He must have felt it, too, for ho sald: “Leslie, T wonder if you can under- stand fully what that declaration of my father's did to me. I stood there as tho turning to stone, No one had ever given me tho slightest intima. tion that my mother was not like the | other boys’ mothers whom I knew=~ loving and sweet and adorable, "{ had always worshipped her memory, To me her name had been #0 sacred that I could not speak It to anyone, Consequently no one had had the courage to tell me this ter- riblo thing of which my father had Just spoken, “At last I found wordn “Where ia that man? © "T did not recognize my own volce, for in that moment it had lost all its boyish intonation, and became the harsh, heavy, decisive tone of a man of action,” at that moment, I laugh at it now, but it seemed to pleaso my father, a live in those houses have wives lke | head you, Giort | their wiv reath. kept me p 1, you've ng your bil I wouldn't tabl amiled | ‘Other womer ould y about other women” sho said renely. She turned so that Dick could her face snug st the lows, in its halo red-f hi She smile n te ing sweetness corners of 1 Mpa tilted up like the wings of flying bird. : “Other women aren’ as I am,” she sald b ly of them are mighty lucky to husbands, And they know It. work hard to hold them don’t have ‘to! t as pre bu I don't even need husband! You know, Rikky, that any stage-manager in the country) would be glad to give me a job,| don't you? “Yes, I do,” Dick answered tru’ fully, ‘You're far and away you remember what happ ©1925 BY WEA SERVICE, INC Love ia blind, ooulist, but marriage is TOMORROW—Latter from Leslie Prescott to the Little Marquise, the | best-lookifig girl I've ever seen. But | “And then you tulk to mo as if I was a bad woman! he sobbed “Just because I want to Jazz around| A. deticiow and have a e fun. ‘ed came from Dick patted her round shoulder | When he spoke his voice was harsh. pper, | His oyea were filled with passion{ “Home's Dick asked. to be after | and tender “Poor little | sorry | It was not until he was half way | home + away form the warmth and perfume of her that he } began to doubt what Glorta had told eas. kiddie! he said, “I'm Gloria ra 1 guess They we dare’to ask your moth Iites-of -the-valle om along the fence of broiling stea th 28 odor the open door of kitchen where Ranghild was getting pretty nice, isn’t “It's a pretty good pla Isn't it, Tattiest?” brows aid shortly al ised her fo," nt in. ILD opened the door for fine sweat came out on his fore-| Sim. She had tied to him so often! them, ‘There was a broad smi | Se dead fresh-cheeked face. x you don't ria repeated, |/JYHAT night ¢ lay in bed rything was quite as usual ie aise ; edt 5 hie thinking he had told er dinner Dick picked up t You think ise you've given | Dick about- Wa wn in his armeha head and paid| She had told him the tr a fow minutes he es cece 1 the hall ticked o The end ya. it was the pes T saw his initials on the cigaret case} Dick turn a ” 8 ¢ i I knew,” Dick answered grimly. “How do you r " ed ie. whee he. t wish I had the fellow by the throat | fault?” ho asked ab “I r b ume I ask you oe hina ba this minuter’ He mado a twisting | P¢ > tak to w dance or to a Eppes. amp movement with his hands. have been stepp' nh this | picture t on. “Your ‘ esol “Dick, please don't get excited Wayburn?’ Because y of that \ wheitace be this! There's really very lit course!” f Dick's ow Tr » ob? ees boa F it!" pleaded Gloria. “I told Stan| “Yes,” Gloria answer “t T can just.s ae heh y into Gloria's mal : that day that I was never going to| have, And I'll tell numbs, 1 su eee Into. Qjorle's rain mee him again. Truly I did .| if you want to kn . I'm not going to IT\EN days ft tth and, anyway, he's going to New| he knows how to be a pal to me, and ' ; T the t blue “ York soon. id you don't ep the news| car stood at r a als head d Dick stared out of the window at} Ma th p because I'm dog-tired after | 3 ; ebetiny anat the housetops across the street. Ho | [)ICK sald nothing. There was a) MyM bap Ye i Be a hg FES ay SPTRGS Seen ve Oca eelake Jerked his head toward them. white line around his lips. And|“And if you d el eee ng | REFY enough to ride home tn it oF|" pix etirred, woke, lifted his hes Eee Pere Segal | ae stiaste fe Ney | Rot!" sho sald shakily to Dick si saeigtat co Petes ant ag, ou'd be pretty)", Ss ” 7 (To Be Continued) | ‘Bure you have. Hop tr Dick ; \OVCNRURES ured your a gM Other Tom | wronged hese eres t| ¢—— L ole in. tHecweak: Z- notion’’ }jumpy. You'll be all right pretty D°x” mins any of the future by | Gloria pul her blue # bed= | go away for ng rest. We'll go to. Flapper Wife." If you arc * & Olive Roberts Barton | acket around her shoulders. With asee VOL acdc We beri theed Sa Sour eae ed arm picked up . MUDD CENTER FOLKS her ABOUT DEAD FER A SMOKE, Too! tty | y t 1 Aa ith- PoP SLUPE IS STILL EXPE OLD TROUBLE AS & ToBA\ SO MUCH TOBACCO IN HIS hy an _—_ WELL HORNBLOWER THAT CONTEST WAS WELL WORTH THE MONEY = (T CERTAINLY GAVE US A LOT OF GOOD ADVERTISING mm Gosh! AN’ I'M Jest WHENEVER. HE FINDS & STRANGER WHO WILL LOAN HIM HIS Pouct, HE Packs THE DURNED THING WON'T DRAW — ©1925 BY WEA BERVICE, INC. BY RIENCING HIS CCO BORROWER. PIPE. THAT AND BESIDES MR McWARBLE 1S GOING ‘TO WRITE US A TESTIMONIAL. AND BRING IT IN BY SMALI |$ALESMAN $AM (8 BND “TARE | | Helen of Troy. In the end sho was) “Just you ‘doggoned glad to sneak home to| er to go anywhere with us!” Gloria's the old husband!’ eyes flast I'd rathe ay in | “Yes, but she'd had her good time} this town'all my life than go any | first!” Gloria sald, brigh ig. "And| where with your mother you'd better treat me gently, Dick Dick tried to change the subject or you'll wako up one of these morr Wo may not r | ings and find me gone.” welves,"" he autd. ) | freat you gently Dick} much money on doctors and nursss | 4, “An if I'd ever treated you| and hospitals this month that we | way! Sometimes I think | won't have much Jeft to go gadding L | pulled a little of the cave-| around the try, I guess. Your = | man stuff on you, you'd been a bet-| bill at the hospital was $226, I just — ——a OO - ee ee A paid it." ; SORES MAR GUZZLEM- ) WHAT -yoout Gor AT) YOUR WIFE JUST ed | | He stopped. lost In a new train of ‘Oh, sure, tell mo what my bill! |BUT | CANT SELL Nou J LEAST 50 16s OF FREH |] Cay LEO UP AND SPID Pfam / ; thought. Rub ria cried. “Why More THAN TWO FISH HERE-| ONLY WANT) | eH LIOULD BE c | yh Gloria,” } {4, afte mu talk a money you [Seene? OF FRESH / LBS OF IT AND EY |] | here, Gloria,” he said, after efts LES GF Gu tere Seu. || LERTS }a moment, “I want you to toll mo #s. O'Hara and Doc Seymour | f= —— ——F (he mone’ THAN 2 185. | fe ——— }how far this Wayburn affair has| for your own sickness! I get tired | es bony Tey | . | gone, Has he made loye to you?" hearing abc i my expense!” f lisa 64 i” ne | are 8 Again the kening thought came ‘ ry NLORIA widened hor eyes at him, | to her that Dich om find out -{ | (y like an innocent child Just wak-| about the $20 had borrowed || = 6 a 6 {ing up from a nap from him thru Mise Br eg Pin Ho was trying to make love to Hasn't the gard: tarted work DD me the day I wrecked the car," sho| on the back yard?’ she asked 11 y 4 a~ Voy sald, “I hit him , I ot| surprise as they drove into the ga VG all about driving, And tho next t \ rag y, yes’ 4, I knew I was lying under the ca He came here with a whole sy ~ half dead, ; raft of r bushes that you'd or Hi of y V Bho began to cry weak: de Dick “But l n .. Dick put his arms around her yery | him away. W afford to fix I) 7 | gently up the yard just now | He could feel the beating of her Ho helped her out of the little car heart It fluttered liké a frightened sunset ThéJong shadow bird's, It seemed to me ed tree’ lay ac air ott 20 urP es A STHING OF FRESH FSH MyTeAO BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES BY ~ HUE PAYWGONIT— RINT HAO A BITE PL )\ (HELK- GUESS INT BUY A TONIGHT ANY (EET for BAIN > HONE. GOING FISHING ry (ss We 4 p—> GEE WHILIKING, \TS HOT. SMITH= SHE'S AN OLD PAL oF WHY SHES GoT A COTTAGE UP ON ‘CAMPBELLS ISLE AND t | GWE THE ad, if 4 FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS SEE IT'S'HOT, ALEK? WHEW! IF fr WORNT Piviget ee DOS DAYS WIE COULD} DOWN HERE AN * GO SWIMMIN' = DONT? SET ONDER THAT. YOU KNON ANY COOL. ) | BIG WILLOW TREE IN SKINNER'S i HERE'S MY TESTIMONIAL LETTER RECCOMMENDING | [ee == WANTS US TO COME UP | IN A FEW WEEKS AND SPEND) REST OF THE SUMMER WITH HER - 0 ina RY Wea Service imc GOSH! DID Y' EVER, DAV BE, My! were) GONNA TELL YOU RUNNIN 7 Nice WHER {| THAT WE Gor” TH COOLEST PLACE IN TOWN - Jus" GENTLEMEN= IM JUUUS MCWARBLE = MAGIC MUD AND TELLING How IT HELPED ME "YO WIN YOUR SINGING CONTEST