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The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1919-07-05
THE STORY LADY TELLS
They've All Been Playing
at Corny's House
MONDAY ANOTHER PETER STORY

err had no way to make living, so
she don't know what else to do
rs she nice?"
She's a hummer" said Peter, fer
vently. she's about as old as you
are, and awful pretty, but not very
stylish; at least, her clothes don't
look like Aunt Grace's. She wants
to start a kindergarten as soon as
she can. She has a piano and some
other things, and she has a lot of
books about it She practices on us
boys. She tells us stories. and we
play games and generally have
cookies or something. We pretend
we are little and talk baby talk. It's
lots of fun, and when we amt dom
that she lets us play all over the
place. And, say. mamma. l think
she's lonesome. Mrs. Jones left right
away after she come, and she don't
know nobody but us boys"
So mamma called on Mrs. Phoebe
the next afternoon and fell in love
with her at once. She came home
very enthusiastic about the plans
for a kindergarten and was talking
about 1t at the supper table.
What do you think about 1t. Pc
ter?" she asked.
Peter put down his mug of milk.
II don't think it's kindergarten
Aunt Phoebe really wants. l think
it's n man."
HELEN CARPENTER MOORE.
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before the following seas that ran up
under her fantail stern.
After about an hours run. with the
south wind beginning 10 whip h q
crests OF the short seas into white
foam. the boat bore in to a landing
behind n low point. Here Abbey dis.
embarked. after taking the trouble to
come aft and shake hands with po-
lite farewell. Standing on the float.
hat in hand. he bowed his sleek blond
head TO Stella.
81 hope you'll like Roaring Lake.
Miss Benton" he said. as Benton jim
gled the go-ahead bell. 81 tried TO
persuade Charlie to stop over awhile.
so you could meet my mother and
sister. but he's in too big a hurry.
Hope TO have the pleasure OF meet.
ing you again soon"
Miss Benton parried courteousiy
friendliness. and presently the widen
ing space cut Off their talk. As the
boat drew offshore. she saw two
women in white come down toward
the float. meet Abbey. and turn back.
And little farther out. thru an
opening in the woods. she saw a
white and green bungalow. low and
rambling. wide-verandshed. set on a
hillock 900 yards back from shore.
There was an encircling area OF
smooth lawn. a place rcstfully invit.
ing.
Watching that. seeing a figure or
two moving about. she was smitten
with a recurrence of that poignant
loneliness which had assailcd her fit.
fully in the last four days. And
while the Chickamin was still pillow.
ing the inshore waters on an even
keel. she walked the guard rail along.
side and Joined her brother In the
pilot house
Isn't that a pretty place back
there in the woods?" she remarked.
"Abbey's summer camp; spell
money TO me. that's ALL" Charlie
grumbled. ITS a toy for their wom.
en-upto-date cottage. gardeners.
tennis courts, afternoon tea on the
lawn for the guests. and all that
But the Abbey Monohan bunch has
the money TO do what they want to
do. They've made II I'm timber. as
/ expect TO make mine. You didn't
particularly want to stay over and
get acquainted. did your"
81? or course not" she responded.
Personally, I don't want to mix
into their social game" Charlie
drawled. ''or. at least. / don't pro-
pose 20 make any tentative advances.
The women put on lots of side. they
say. II they want to hunt US up
and cultivate you. all right. But I've
got too much TO do to butt into so
ciety. Anyway. didn't want to run
up against any critical females look.
ing like I do right now"
Stella smiled.
Under certain circumstances, APP
pearances do count then, in this
country" she remarked. HAS your
Mr.. Abbey got a young and be-yutl.
full sister,"
He has. but that's got nothing 20
do with it," Charlie retorted. "Paul's
all right himself. But their gait
isn't mine-not yet Here. you take
the wheel a minute. want to
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for you. No one who has once heard
you could ever mistake you for any
one else. BY the way. where did
you say your nest is?"
Il didn't say" retorted Teacher.
What's more. I'm not going to say.
IL l do say it, 1t is as well hidden a
nest as anybody can build. Oh, Pc
ter, watch your step! Watch your
step| Teacher fairly shrieked this
warning.
Peter, who had just started to hop
OFF to his right, stopped short in
sheer establishment Just in front of
MN was a tiny mound OF dead
leaves. and few feet beyond Mrs.
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'eter Discovers Another Secret
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS IIlIUU'
81 THORNTON ". BURGESS
Copyright, 1919. by T. w. Burgess)


As PETER RABBIT scampered
"A along thruout the Green For.
est n trim little bird flew up from the
ground, hoped from branch to
branch of n tree. walked along n
limb, then, from pure happiness.
threw back his head and cried.
Teacher, teacher. teacher, teacher.
teacher" each time n little louder
than before. 1t was Teacher the
Ovenbird.
"Oh. Teacher" cried Peter; I'm SO
glad to see you again.
Teacher stoppe@ singing and
looked down at Peter. IF YOU are
so glad. why haven't you been over
to see me beforey' he demanded.
i've been here for some time"
Peter looked n little foolish. "The
truth is, Teacher" said he very hum
bly,, II have been visiting the Old
Orchard so much and learning so
many things there that this is the
first chance | have had to come over
here. There is something / wish you
would tell me; will your"
THAT depends on what IL is" re-
piled Teacher, cycling Peter a little
suspiciously.
1T Is why you are called oven.
bird" said Peter.
rs that all?" asked Teacher.
Then, without waiting for a reply.
he added. 1T is because OF the way
Mrs. Teacher and / build our nest.
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DIR. RICHARDSON TO TALK

Continued In Mondays Star)
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20 AUTO ROBES ARE
FOUND IN HIS ROOM

James Crap. As. PALS Fourth ave-,
is being held in Jail for investigation
as to his sanity. Twenty-nine auto
robes, a woman's fur coat, wom-
ans cape. a soldiers cape and three
satchels were found at his room
when he was arrested.
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and white waistcoat. all spotted and
streaked with black, certainly does
remind me of the Thrush family. II
you were not so much smaller than
any of the Thrushes. / should almost
think you were one myself. | think
that just Teacher Is the best name
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SYNOPSIS

TO tho lumber of her brother Charlie the Roaring Lake region
as
o SCI
Of her WY ont
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'Hindrances of Church Unity" will
be the subject on an address by Rev
Russell +. Thrapp, at the First
Christian church. Sunday night.
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DIR. r. G. Richardson will speak on
The Kingship OF Jesus" at the
First Methodist church, Sunday
morning.
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The
captivating
blouse above
is of rose
vOile with
sky blue
embroidery
or in
lemon,
yellow
or black

gize," she declared angriIy. The
house OF SOIano is not accustomed
to having its guests insulted."
THE house OF Solano, l then I'M
derstand. is accust omed to having
its men murdered by transient ad-
venturers." he retorted. mo sacri-
flee is too great when II is in the
name Of hospitality"
Get off your foot, Senior Torres"
Francis advised him pleasantly.
You are standing on il. know
what your mistake is. You think I
am Henry Morgan. am Francis
Morgan, and you and /, not long
ago, transacted business together
in Regan's office in New York.
There's my hand. Your shaking Of
it will be sufficient apology under
the circumstances"
Torres, overwhelmed for the mo-
ment by his mistake, took the ex-
tended hand and uttered apologies
both to Francis and Leoncia-
And now" she beamed through
laughter, ciapping her hands to call
a house servant, Il must locate Mr..
Morgan and go and get some clothes
on. And after that, Senior Torres,
II you will pardon US, we will tell
you about Henry"
While she departed, and while
Francis followed away to his room
on the heels OF young and pretty
mestiZa woman, Torres, his brain
resuming his functions, found he
was more amazed and angry than
ever. This, then, was a newcomer
and stranger to Leoncia whom he
had seen putting a ring on her en-
Gagement finger. He thought quick
~ and passiOnately for a moment.
Leoncia, whom to himself he al
ways named the queen of his dreams
had, on an instant's notice, engaged
herSeIf TO a stranger Gringo from
New York. 1t was unbelievable.
mOnStrous.
He clapped his hands, summoned
his hired carriage from San An
tonic, and was speeding from the
drive when Francis strolIed forth
to have talk with him about fur
Their details Of the hiding place OF
old horgan's treasure.
The Bold World.
After lunch. when a land breeze
sprang up, which meant fair wind
and a quick run across Chiriqui Ia
COON and along the length OF 1t to
the Bull and the Calf. Francis.
eager to bring to Henry the good
word that his ring adorned Leon
cia's finger, resolutely declined her
proffered hospitality to remain for
the night and meet Enrico Solano
and his tall sons. Francis had a
further reason for hasty departure.
He could not endure the presence
OF LeOncia-and this in no sense
uncOmplimentary to her. She
charmed him, drew him to such eX-
tent that he dared not endure her
charm, and draw II he were to re-
main man-faithful TO the man in
the canvas pants even then dig
ging holes in the sands Of the Bull.
CTO BE CONTINUED MoNDAY)
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Wh01o q Gi7s1 Mo-.,.Soo Story of
w uC1I q JILL NAO111CO Early Welded Life
Anne Gets a Loving Note From Betty Which Throws
No Light on Her Present Whereabouts

beautiful? Furthermore, had Il
been pride alone that put little
Miss Moss in regulation clothes in
stead OF in a nurses uniform?
Quickly Answered.
quickly enough. At the home we
were told that Miss Moss had gone
down to the country with a patient.
Her address was Greyfriars Hall.
"Greyfriars Hall? You mean the
surgical hospital?" asked Anthony
Norreys.
The matron Of the home nodded
eagerly. She was ready to talk Of
the wonderful reconstruction work
they were doing at Greyfriars Hall.
but she would say no word OF Miss
Moss and her patient Nor were
any OF US anxious to stay and dis
cuss matters. Since we could not
here be assured that Miss Moss pa
tient was Betty, our whole desire
was to be off at once and to follow
this promising yet terrifying clue.
"Oh, Tony, Tony; what can Betty
be doing at a surgical hospital?"
Virginia gasped. as we rolled
smoothly down the street
wen see, my dear-we1l See"
he murmured soothingly as to 4
child, but 1 felt that he was only
giving Virginia a little detached
corner Of his attention.
"We're going straight down there
on the chance that II is Betty,
aren't we?' / asked.
"Oh, I think we might telephone
first before we swoop down on your
little tpoached egg lady" repiied
Mr.. Norreys thoughtfully. And
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get shot LII didn't -,

would get shot IL didn't
"Oh, hush, hush" she begged
You must go with me now to the
house. And you can tell me about
Henry on the way"
Her eyes CHANGED upon the hand
kerchief she had flung so contempt
uously aside. Poor, ill-treated ker-
chief" she crooned to IT: ITO you
also must I make amends. ! shall
myself launder you, and"
Her eyes lifted to Francis as she
addressed him. And return il TO
you. sir. fresh and sweet, all wrap
ped around my heart of gratitude. q"
And the mark OF the beast?" he
queried.
81 am so sorry" she confessed,
penitently.
And may I be permitted to rest
my shadow upon you?"
do! Do" she cried gayly.
There! I am in your shadow now.
And we must start"
Francis tossed a peso to the grin
ming Indian boy, and, in high Ella
ton, turned and followed her into
the tropic growth on the path that
led up to the white hacienda
Seated on the broad piazza Of the
SoIano Hacienda Alvarez Torres
saw through the tropic shrubs the
couple approaching along the wind
inc driveway And he saw what
made him grit his teeth and draw
very erroneous conclusions. He NUT
tered imprecations to himself and
forgot his cigarette.
What he saw was Leoncia and
Francis in such deep and excited
talk as to be oblivious OF every
thing else. He saw Francis grow
so urgent OF speech and gesture as
to cause Leoncia TO stop abruptly
and listen further to his pleading.
Next-and Torres could scarcely be-
lieve the evidence of his eyes, he
saw Francis produce a ring, and
Leoncia, with aVeyted face. extend
her left hand, and receive the ring
upon her third finger. Engagement
finger it was. and Torres could
have sworn 10 1t.
AverSe To Receiving.
What had really occurred was the
placing Of Henry's engagement
ring back on Leoncia's hand. And
I,eoncia, she knew not why, had
been vaguely averse to receiving it.
Torres tossed the dead cigarette
away, twisted his mustache direct
". an if to relieve his own excite
menf, and advanced to meet them
across the piazza He did not re-
turn the girls greeting at the first.
Instead. with the wrathful face Of
the Latin, he burst out at Francis:
lone does not expect shame in a
murderer. but at least one does
expect simple decency."
Francis smiled whimsically.
There it goes again" he said.
"Anotehr lunatic in this lunatic
land The last time. Leoncia, that
I saw this gentleman was in New
York. He wac really anxious to do
business vita me. Now / meet him
here and the first thing he tells
me is that l am an indecent. shame
less murderer"
Senior Torres, you must apollo
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By Anne Lisle.
CHAPTER CXXXVI.
Copyright. 1919, King Features

Synolcates lnC.B
EENU YELL telephone right
wv down to the little inn
where Mrs. Harrison
met Betty and Miss Moss" declared
Anthony Norreys so briskly that
was saved from confessing how lit
tie I knew OF Miss Moss's where
abouts.
They'll be sure to have q for
warding address on their books.
Do you remember the approximate
date, Mrs. HarrisonT'
felt a tide of crimson sweep up
to my face again.
ct do remember; and the exact
date. We were on our honeymoon
It was last June" cried, rejoicing
that my "clue" was leading some
where after all.
Anthony Norreys' blue eyes swept
my face for a second, and they held
so much Of kindness and real I'M
Outstanding that the happiest Of
my honeymoon days seemed close
to my heart again.
Then he went into action.
Smoothly, quietly and with no fuss
at all, he called our honeymoon inn,
got the manager and secured the
address OF Miss Adeline Moss. And
five minutes later we were driving
in his limousine to that address.
1t was a nurses home. 1 found
plenty to puzzle over in that. Why
had Betty needed a nurse last sum-
mer when she looked so well and
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By Aline Michaelis.

THE happiest days of all the
year, when life is in it's hey
= day, with flowers blooming,
skies all clear and birds awning, are
May days. It's hard to think Of
anything but love songs and sweet
flowers; but wife says that it's not
the thing to waste these bright
Spring hours. And so along the
first of May have to plant the gar
den. It's very sad to note the way
some women's hearts will harden.
She's bought an awful lot OF junk
a hoe and spade and shovel; and,
say. it makes me pretty punk to
think how I must groveL Before
we wed-ah, fatal day!-she said
she'd want me never to hurt my
nice, soft hands that way. Some
women sure are clever, She's got a
rake, a trowel, too. and garden
sedes in punches. Above all, other
things, 1 rue the fact I have no
lunches. Now, had I known her
cruel plan, her sinister purport, l
might have hired some kind thug
man to bean me just for sport. Or
down upon the Avenue. beneath
some auto speeding, I could have
lost a leg or two and gained the
time for reading. But it's too late;
now May is here, and all my legs
are present, and these May days.
tits very clear, will be quite far
from pleasant. But lest these few
sad words should fail to warn all
those who read 'em, I'll say: II
need be. go to Jail, but hang onto
your freedom. And lest your May
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Puss in Boots
Jr.

THE next day Puss Junior and
Tom Thumb set sail in their
boat leaving the pretty girl
to tend her lighthouse all alone.
Sorry we cannot stay and help
YOU" said Puss Junior, but we
must be on our way" So saying,
he hoisted the sail and sped OF be-
fore the breeze. And by and by
they came into a beautiful harbor.
So they landed, and inquired who
ruled over this part Of the country.
But when they heard that good
King Arthur was dead and that
King Thunstone ruled in mis- place.
little Tom Thumb cried, Alas
was in hopes OF again seeing my
good, kind king" Nevertheless,
they started out for the castle and
while walking through a wood the
Queen OF the Fairies came up to
them. and begged Tom Thumb to
come with her.
II will give you butterfly steed,"
she said. land in a few days you
may return to your mother, who, no
doubt, is worried over your long
absence"
We'll, then. little comrade," cried
Puss Junior. perhaps tits best that
you should leave me. I shall miss
you" Poor little Tom Thumb was
almost in tears as he mounted the
butterfly and few away with the
Queen Of the Fairies.
"Goodby, dear Puss," he called
out until his voice could be heard no
longer Then Puss wiped his eyes.
for he was very sad at parting with
his little comrade, and resumed his
journey of adventure. And by and
by he came to a small village. And
just then a man ran up to him and
said:
Did you see my wife, did you see.
Did you see my wife looking for me :?
did you see.
She wears a straw bonnet with
white ribbon on II,
And dimity petticoats over her knee
No" answered Puss. and he
crossed over a bridge and looked
about him.
It was o'clock and everyone
was going home from work. Pretty
soon little woman wearing
straw bonnet with a white ribbon
on it, came by. Are you looking
for your husband?" inquired Puss
yes, my little cat" she replied.
"have you seen him." Just over
the bridge yonder I met your good
man. Come, 1 Will lead you to him."
said Puss.
And when she found her husband,
Puss said, at am glad you have
found each other, for today 1 have
lost my little comrade, Tom
Thumb"
Come home with u.s." said the
good woman, lifting Puss up in her
arms you helped me find my good
man; I will find you a warm bed
and a nice supper"
And in the next story you shall
hear what happened after that
Copyright, 1919. David Cory.)
CTO BE Continued.)
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A Story or
Early Welded Life

each Of you girls will want q warm
coat and a few brushes and things,
in case we can't get back this even
ing"
"Tu take enough for both Of us,"
volunteered Virginia.
But I wanted TO go home first. TO
leave a placating note for Jim, TO
see II any message had come-just
to satisfy my own intuition that
I'd feel better starting right from
home Mr.. Norreys seemed to IN
derstand my tangle OF motives and
desires almost without my explain
ing them. He had a way Of under
standing everything and OF making
one feel that he would excuse even
II he didn't understand. While Jim
1T seems to me that I'm always
having to explain myself and trans
late myself to my Jim.
But my desire to start from home
justified itself when pulled q let
ter out OF the Harrison box and
revealed the distinctive cadet gray
paper and flowing yet ragged black
characters I had seen only once be-
fore. but knew in a fash as Betty'a
From Bettyr' I gasped between
smiles and tears, and there in the
hallway 1 stood and read the letter
to Virginia and Mr.. NorreyA
A Letter From Betty.
Little Princess" It began-and
from that my eye roamed to the
right hand corner, where stood the
time-Monday midnight The night
Betty had dined with Anthony Nor
reys and me. It seemed ages ago,
~.
took only a second to react to that.
and then I resumed my reading
aloud.
what a coy, friendly evening We
had-you and Tony and I. Three
friends, and real friends, I'm happy
to say. Maybe II they're very good.
we'll introduce Jimmie and Terry
to this inner circle OF ours. But
not right away. I'm going on on a
wee trip. A sort OF rest cure and
penance for my sins. Just as soon
as I'm settled. I'll let you hear from
me. Be good to Terry while I'm
gone; and tell Terry I said he
should big-brOther my little Lilac
Princess. And I want my Jimmie
boy to remember always that she
is a little Princess-and gentle and
delicate.
How I'm incoming along. That's
because it's midnight, the witchinE
hour; and I'm going away-and I
love you. 1 do! So you might a.
we'll know 1t. Your Betty B"
And 1t doesn't tell a thing"
moaned, as finished readtng-ftn-
ished with moist eyes.
''When's it dated?" asked Vir-
ginia-
Monday"
"And this is Thursday. So she's
much further away than GreyfrairS
HaII-a three-hour motor run"
But it's mailed here in the city,
I said, puZzling over the strange
ness OF that. And posted today
this morning."
Then I think we ought to drive
right down to GreyfrairS-dont
you, Tony?T asked Virginia
"I'm still in favor OF telephoning
frst, Wee. But wait Our little
princess has an idea, can see that
Did 1t come from the other letter
the one you're grooming over Ike .
little mother?" asked Anthony
Norreys.
folded the little note I was al
most unconsciously Grooming over
and looked up to answer Anthony
NorreyS-
To BE Continued
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The Soft Answer.

Young Jimson had q reputation
to keep up. He was regarded as a
great wit"
So one morning, when an unpopu-
lar professor set the class to write
an essay on Manners" Jimson
sprang to his feet
May we write on Bad Man
ners?" he asked, amid filters.
Certainly" replied the professor,
blandly. Just write about what
you know best"
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Just in Time!

81 thought" said the woman in
the scarlet jumper. that Grace hau
got married"
"She was to have been" answered
her friend in the emerald georgette
blouse, but IL didn't come or.
Didn't you hear about it?'
mo. Tell me what happened
Case Of waiting at the church.
He left her at the very altar"
Heavens! Did the mans courage
desert himT'
mo; 1t returned"
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The Danger-Signa

at see you have a cornet. Do you
play?'
mot much. I use this instead OF
q police whistle"
''Why not have a police whistler"
"'This answers better. When
try to play, everybody in the
neighborhood calls a policeman"
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I:English as She Is Spoke. ;!

The wife of a working man in
the Midlands was describing a
quarrel between two other women,
and her final comment was as fol-
lows: IF 'er'd said to 'er what FER
said to 'er, 'er'd ave killed 'er or
'er 'er"
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BY FoNTAINE FOX.

GcOvyr.rAt, I'lG ~ tn. ws..l.- Gya0stAI
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Blouse and Afternoon Dress
The Dress Is Reprinted by Permission Good House.
keeping, the Nations Greatest Home Magazine

This white voile dress
embroidered on sleeves, tunic
and bodice with girdle to
match, and a plated collar,
will bring a touch of GOODNESS
to the warmest afternoon.
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The Rhyming Optimist

days, too, be sad, oh, heed my note
OF warning: Wed no fair dame,
however badly all your socks need
darningi
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This Day In Our HISTORY.

Arnold, the American traitor whose name has stood
for infamy for than hundred years. Arnold who
tried to deliver West Point to the British lived misera-
BILE existence in England despsed alike by the nation he
had sought to beay and by the nation that had bought him
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A good way to keep brass bright
and to dispense with continual
cleaning is to coat the work with
clear varnish. One coat OF this VIII
last for months.