The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 27, 1925, Page 12

PAGE 12 Fire QUARTER VIL, (Co ‘Two days and nigt Countess urteau Northern hotel, to tinued) | enabled the to emble the mov National Pictures, Inc, and Frank Li freshments is ¢ t by ex press. I've sed y ante. | Money no obj stand? 1 able appurtenances thereto, and to| bod@ the pri pack them into boxes, bales and/and keep on t bundles of which weighed m warned m « than 100 pounds. This lapse of time] or he'd tack t * onto th tkewise enabled the Indians whom| front of my r 4 do it, toc Pierce had hired to finish their con tracts and return to the coast spite of the freight, Pier enough men to n and when t palling amount of believed he had ve it in two trips, ame to start the Countess complimented him upon h thoro preparations. As swiftly as might be he formed his packers tn | line, weighed their burdens, and sent them on their journey These prer arations occasioned much confusion and a considerable crowd assembigd Among the onlookers was a bright eyed, weazened little man who at tached himself to the chief and en gaged him in conversation i When the burden-bearer had departed the ¢ eas directed Lucky | Broad and Kid Bridges to stay in the| hote] and stand guard over the re mainder of the goods, “Tuke six-hour shifts,” she told/ them. “I'll hold you responsible for what's here.” “It's as safe as fagsured her wheat,” Broad “What do you mean?” the woman repeated, in a voice quivering with | “L'll camp at the Scales with the stuff that has gone forward, and Pierce will bring the Indians back.” “D'you think you can ride herd on it?" Bridges inquired. “I understand there's a lawless element at large.” | The Countess smiled. “I'm sort of} @ lawless element .myself when I start,” she said. Her eyes twinkled as she measured Mr. Bridges’ burly | proportions. “You're going to miss| Your alfalfa bed before I get you to| Linderman,” The Kid nodded seriously. know,” said he. “Serves mo right for quittin’ a profession for a trade, but I got to look ever this Dawson place. “They says it's soft pickin’. Lucky is taking his stock in trade) along, all three of ‘em, so maybe we'll tear off a penny or two on the | Pierce's pack consisted of a tent for | the Countess, some bedding, and food; with this on his back he and his employer set out to overtake thelr train. This they accomplished a short distance below the first crossing of the river. Already the white pack- ets, of whom there were perhaps a s¢ore, had drawn together; the In- ins were following them in a long the “Having seen his companion safely across the stream, Pierce asked her, somewhat doubtfully: “Do you think Broad and his part- ner are altogether trustworthy?” “Nobody is that,” she told him. “But they're at least intelligent. In this kind of a country I prefer an intelligent crook to an honest fool. Most people are honest or dishonest when and as they think it is to their advantage to be so. Those men want to get to Dawson, end they know the police would never let them } aeross ‘the line, I'm thetr only| chance. They'll stand assay.” It was mid-forenoon when the Countess halted Pierce, who was a short distance ahead of ‘her, saying: “Wait! Didn't you hear somebody calling us?” ‘They listened. They were about to move onward when there came a faint hallo, and far down the trail behind them they saw a) figure ap-| proaching. After a moment of serutiny Pierce deciared: “Why, it's Broad?’ “Whew! he panted. ‘tought I'd} never run you down. Well, set your- selves.” “What's wrong?’ demanded the “Plenty. You've been double- crossed, whip-sawed. Your noble red men have quit you; they dumped your stuff at the river and made a deal at double rates to move Sam Kirby's freight. They're back in Dyea now, the whole works.” The Countess Courteau exploded with a man’s oath. Her face was purple; her eyes were blazing. “Danny Royal, Kirby's ‘man, done} it Sam's gone on to Linderman to build a boat. I saw Danny curled up on the chief's ear whilo| you were loading. After you'd| gone, him and the old pirate fol-| lowed. Me ‘n’ Bridges never} thought anything about it until by and by back came the whole party, | empty. Danny trooped ‘em down} to the beach and begun packin’ ‘em. 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Danny's a t Broad warned, f old Sam told bh saw in his lap wouldn't be Danny, but he'd of hugs while he lasted Little more was said during the swift return to the riv It we not @ pleasant journey, for the| trail was miserable, the mud was| deep, and there was a steady up-| ward flow of traffic wh it was} necessary to stem. There were oc-| casional interruptions to this stream, for here and there horses were down and a blockade had resulted Behind it men lay propped ogainst | logs or tree trunks, resting their tired frames and listening apathet feally to the profanity of the horse owners, Rarely did anyone offer to lend a helping hand, for each man’s task was equal to his strength. In one place a line of steers stood belly deep in the mire, waiting the command to plow forward. | Broken carts, abandoned vehicles of various patterns, lined the way; there were many swollen carcas underfoot, and not infrequently y destrians crossed mud-holes by step- ping from one r ling their and battling sw Much costly pedim: the roadside— each stor Jeapair & monument to failure ere wer stoves, camp furniture, lumber hardware, boat fittings. The wreck age and the wastage of the stam- pede were and every ounce, every dollar's worth of it, spoke mutely of blasted hopes. Now and then one saw piles of provis- fons, some of which had been en. Urely abandoned. The rains had| ruined most of them. 1 When tho Countess came to her | freight she paused. “You said Royal | was loading his men when you| left?” She faced Broad inquiring. | ly. | “Righty" | “Then he'll soon be along. Wo'll| walt here.” Of Phillips she asked, | “Do you carry a gun?" | Pierce shook his head. “What are! you going to do He could see! that she was boiling inwardly, and altho his own anger had increased | at every moment during the return | Journey, her question caused him genuine apprehension. Avoiding a direct answer, the wo- man said: “If Royal is with the Indians, you keep your eye on him. | I want to talk to them." | “Don't inaugurate any violent measures,” Mr. Broad cautioned nervausly. “Danny's a sudden sort of @ murderer. Of course if worse come to worse, I’ll stick, but—my rating in the community ain't A-1. There's a lot of narrow-minded church members would like to bap- tize me at high tide. As if that would get their money tack!’ A suggestion of a smile crept to the Countess’ lips and she said, “1] knew you'd stick when I hired| you.” Then she seated herself upon a box. Danny Royal did accompany his} packers. He did #0 as a precaution | against precisely such a coup as ho| himself had engineered, and in or-| der to be doubly secure he brought the head Indian with him. The old} tribesman had rebelled mildly, but | Royal had been firm, and in con-| sequence they were the first two | to appear when the procession came | out of the woods, 1 The chief halted at sight of Phil- lips, the man had hired him his people, but at a word Royal he resumed the march. averted his eyes, however, and he| held his head low, showing that this | encounter not at all to his lik- ing. Royal, on tho contrary, car-| ned off the meeting easily. He grinned at Lucky Broad and was| about to pass on when the Countess | Courteau rose to her fest and step- ped Into the trail, “Just a minute!’ Royal's companion manded, “What do this trick? The old redskin shot her a swift| lance; then his face became ex Pressioniess and he ‘gazed stolidly and from He she sald. she you ot sternly de- mean by at the river, | “What do mean?” the wo-| man repeated, in a yolce quivering with ft | “Him people’ the chief began, | but Royal spoke for him, Removing | his hat, ho mado a stiff little bow, | then sald, courteously enough: | “I'm sorry to hold you up, ma'am, | but—"" “You're not holding me up; I'm| holding you up," the woman broke in. “What do you take me fof, any- how?” She stared at the white man #0 coldly, there was such authority and such fixity of purpose in her tono and her expression, that his manner changed. “I'm on orders,’ said he. “There's no use to argue, I'd talk plainer to you If you was a man," But she had turned her eyes to the chief again; “You lying seoun drel!” she cried, ncousingly, "I made a straight deal with you and your people and I agreed to your price, I'm not going to let you" throw me down!’ (To Be Continued.) able to |untangled that SALESMAN (RTRTRR FOR ) mn 100 FR it | MEXICO [MR Cozzix ~ BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES THE SEATTLE STAR MEART KOTT \ HA TRA Fe Watew) Pa THEN) On Por Ar AND » PDO RAN on ~Btrott wHey, WILL HIM, — HURRY — HORRY Tt! T on. my stars! ( aa | WOTSA MATTER? W VS FROM On GooDY ! Goopy !!! LOOK = THIS LETTER - a | é | 1S Sie € Ls HOMECOMING GAME RAY. MERCY / ii. BE DEATH To SEE HER, wT WHERE IN THE WORLD WILL WE PUT HER? TeKLEL WE ONLY HAS TWO SINGLE l| BEDS . ONE OF OS WALL JUST | HAVE TO SLEEP ON THE SOFA, THATS ALL = pe SAY-You AINT HEARO NOTHIN’ 4) YET. MARG \¢ COMIN’ For (W‘ ANN. Comin’ yske |} & \ HOMECOMING 6 ? se} (2 Too + { ey, 3 — teen —", ¢ r || @ogn! TL TELL You LAr IF YOU ) WENT OUT IA TAE STREET AND Gor YouRSsELF Oy WAT WOLD =f ) MOM’N POP LN THE WORDS OF THE EMINENT SPURGEON - *1T1S NOT GO HARD TO EARN MONEY ASIT IS TOSPEND IT WELL” I AM CONFIDENT You COULD SAVE ALOT IN SMALL WAYS IF YOU TRIED ~ (HEY : DRE, t w) TH FIAtion «& Taxi! DO YOU KNOW WHERE THE SMELLING MOQ) ARE ? WELL, DID You WANE GAOVEK FUN TO MAKE UP FoR THE SPANKING 7 ANSVIER ME, x8 SCEAE = TAG! OF TE af SPAAKING i was Too || @ es POETIC eae | FoR US To PoRTRay, SO WE PASS byY== =» YOU COULD WEAR A SHIRT SEVERAL DAYS BY TURNING THE CUFES~COT DOWN YOUR CLOTHES PRESSING BILLS BY PUTTING YOUR TROUSERS UNDER “ THE MATTRESS AT NIGHT AND NEVER WEAR YOUR COAT AROUND “THE HODSE — ~ THEN WHAT DOES THAT TEACH YOU TO | dO AEXT Nv SHE IS BRINGIN’ TH’ TURSDAY, OCTOBER 27, 1925, icipaissimaiaecpieianttmnmueseice eet: 3Y SWAN BY MARTIN T TH BABY GEE - ‘ TLL HAVE TO SLEEP IN TH CHANDELIER, BABY - ~* CELLULOID COLLARS CUT DOWN LAUNDRY BILLS AND RUBBER BANDS MAKE CHEAP: GARTERS ~Yov CAN POT CARDBOARD INSIDE YOUR SHOES WHEN THE SOLES ARE WORN THROUGH AND —- TLL BE BACKIN A FEW MINUTES - LETTER FROM corr Almost before 0 RUTH BURKE ou finish this let- ter, dear Ruth, I will be with you. I'm afraid, however, I will not y as long as I would wish, for Paula Perler will be here in a little over a week, and I have prom- ised Sally that I- would entertain her. | Perhaps you will come back with me. You say you are perfectly well, and I think a little change would do you good, As I LESLIE PR | Wrote you, Sally Atherton mplicated skein of y that Jack's impulsiveness and | 0 Stimpson’s father got us| Sally took Maggie home with and altho she has only been | there a little over a we ‘ou could | hardly concelye how the girl has| changed already | I was a little dublous at tho time over Sally's plan to take tho girl into her home, but I know now that it was all right for both of them, It gives Bally something to do outside of her worka-day life, Sho can moth- er that girl, and, of coruse, it 1s the making of Maggie Stimpson. I do not know that I told you that Maggic passed from a little grub {nto a very pretty moth while Sally was in California. Now that Sally has toned down the perfume and tho tipstick and showed Maggie that an elaborate afternoon gown was not the thing to wear In an office at 9 o'clock in the morn ing, I am looking for great things from her, I have a letter from mother, Sho! and Karl are starting home the last | of next week, She writes mo that Karl {x not going to marry Mary and I expect the whole Stokley connec tion was much disuppointed. Mother | have M’DUFFER, THE GOLFER ayn that Karl js fooking and seems | ma to be feeling much better than he pe has for a long time, She is going to live with him when he gets home, and while It makes mo quite unhap- y in a way, tt 1s perhaps the best thing all around for all of us. You'll know, of course, that wo Jack's mother with us now, and it seems to mo she gets worse and worse every day. She han taken a notion that T am leaving the children too much in the caro of Hanna, with whom site is in A state of open warfare. The other day Mrs. Prescott went to John privately and sald sho thought Jack, Jr, was unkind to his little brother, John, instead of com NEXT DAY AND CADDIE FOR SOME DUBB THAT HAS NEVER BRILLIANT eae ing to me, mado the mistake of go. ing to the boy himself and accused him of unkindness, Of course, you know that Mra Prescott in very jealous of Jack, Jr. Knowing that he has been adopted, sho takes the stand that S: youngest child, should have had his father’s name, eto., and that is the reason she 18 always trying to stir up trouble, ‘This last interference on her part | was terrible, You know that little! Jack worship: ney, and his heart | was broken to be accused of being | unkind to him in any way, especial. | as Mrs, Prescott was present and accused him of telMng an untruth, and his father seemed to believe his grandmother {nstead of him, Nom A. TOMORROW—Letter from Leslie Prescott to Ruth Burke—Continued. all the High Jinks Landers at once. “Ono at a time, please,” said Mrs. Gipsy. “I cqn only tell one fortune at a time, and even then It won't bo a good fortuno unless you cross my palm with silver,” “What does that mean?’ Nancy. “It means that T have to have a nickel or a dimo or a sixpence (Copyright, 1925, Borvice, Ine.) Hot alr forced Into hayracks by means of a newly inveRted machine| is claimed to dry the hay in 12 hours, even when not cured. asked NO. 7—THE SCARE “Now what shall we do? asked the ‘Twins when Jack O' Lantern's party wan over, "I don't know exactly,” sald Mis. ter Corn Dodger, “but I shall find out, There Is alwys something go- Olive Roberts Bartort or a farthing,” said Mrs, Gipsy, “Here you “ld the Scare Crow, “I have a dime, T found it ket of this old cont the are! the pc "Then you get your fortune told Mrs, Gipsy. “Ryort. be quiet while 1 tlt sald please first,” body CROW'S FORTUNE this gentleman's fortune, Hold out ing on in High Jinks Land," your right hand, Mister Scare But ho didn't hay@ to find out,| crow. 1 always tell fortunes by for at that very minifte aloug came | hands. { Mra, Gipsy. The Scare Crow held out his “Vn tolling fortunes," mho wald.| straw hand limply. Straw hands “Who wants his fortune told?’ atuffed into gloves aren't very 00d, “Wol Me! I do! We do!” shouted to tell fortunes by, but the etpsy Mi Girls kinda like to have a fellow stop, look and toosen, make any difference, “I see you are a man of parts,” sho #aid quickly. “That's true! Ho is a man of {parts,” nodded the High Jinks} Landers solemnly at each othe! “Broomsticks, nd clothes." | “And you loye the country,” she| said { “That's right!’ beamed the Scare row. "How did you guess it? “They say that clothes make the | man," went on Mrs, Gipsy. "And! IT seo that clothes have certainly made you,” | "Can you beat that?” whispered the Hi Diddlo Diddlo Cat to the! Man-in-the-Moon, who had joined | tho party. "You dislike birds!” sald tho gip. sy. ‘“Hspecially black ones, And let moe see—I seo corn somewhere, You have something to do with corn—don't you?" “1 certainly do," sald the Scare Crow importantly, "I make my living by it, Tn it, T mean, T am night and day watchman in a corn. fold,” j 44 Knew It!" nodded Mrs, Gipsy, "T could see ft in your hand, 1 sauco pans, atr could seo the cornfield right in your hand” The Beare Crow lifted his limp hand to his eyes and stared at it Now eae T’ ME, DAGOBERT SLUPEPYOU WATER MY GERANIUMS B-B-B-BUT MALY ay’ FEED TH’ BIRD AN’ Wastt TH YER TRAIN! THERE DISHES REG'LAR AN’ BEAT ‘THosE SHE GOES NOW! / PARLOR RUGS AN’ SWEEP OFF TH’ FRONT WALK Ev'RY DAY AN’— KEEP STILL AN’ LISTEN T Melll MA SLUPE'S NEPHEW FELL OFF @ LapDeR . AND BROKE HIS ARM AND BEING CALLED SUDDENLY To TAKE CARE OF HIM, SHE GIVES POP HIS FINAL INSTRUCTIONS BE- FORE LEAVING ~.w—~ © 1025 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. © solemnly, ‘Wonderful! Wonderful!) "Will ho be here this year?” sald What yes you must have!” he ex:|the Scare Crow, “I hoped winter claimed, “I can’t seo any corn:| wouldn't come this year, Does win field in my hand, somo patches and stains and two rips in my glove, That's what tt} Dodger, “but I'm not the good ix to be @ fortune teller, Is thor} fairy of the cornfield for nothing. anything more.” { am going to have the farmer Yes, T can seo an onomy," sald! give you a home in his warm barn. All T can see aro have to come every year?" ves spoke up Mister Corn Mrs. ; Don't worry, Mister Scare Crow The Scare Crow shivered, “That's all," said Mrs. Gipsy, “That Js right, you may well! "Who wants his fortune told next?” shiver,” sald tho gipsy. “Your en. | (Yo Be Continued, omy in Jock Wrost," bite : \ oo baa snd Sil a, — i ee