The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-11-13

Of despisins you She was = New
York girl
Well Gas the narrative style per.
mits us 20 say infrequeutly). Petit
went 10 pieces All those pains.
those lovers doubts. those heart.
bhrninRs and tremors of which be
had written 20 unconvlncinRly were
his Talk about shyioclt's pound Of
floHhi Twenty-Five pounds Cupid
got from Petut Which II the
ururvrf
one night Petit cams 10 my room
sraited. Pale and hagEard but sx
allied. she had given him a jon.
quil.
'old Hosn.- said he. with a new
smile fiiokcrinE around his mouth.
Il believe I could write that story
iontsht--the one. you know. that IN
10 win cut can feel H. l don't
know whether II will some out or
not but | can feel IL
I pushed him out Of my door. 20
70 your room and write H." ordered.
Elise l can see your finish. told
you this must come first. Write II to-
night and put IL under my door when
Il is done. Put II under my door TO.
night when Il In finlshed--dont keep
II until tomorrow"
was reading my bully old pal
hontaigns at z o'clock when l heard
the sheets rustic under my door. I
gathered them up and read the
story.
Tho kissing OF geese. the ianguisb-
ins cooling Of doves. the brsying OF
donkoya. the chatter Of irresponsible
sparrows--these we're In my minds
ear az I read. suffering BaphoF' !
exclaimed 20 myself '1a this the
divine fro that LIS supposed 10 ignite
genius and make n practical and
waEe-oarnins7"
The story was sentimental drfvei.
fun OF whimpeffnE softheartednens
and gushing esoinn- An the arr that
Petit had acquired was gone A pc
rusaI OF ITS buttsry phrases would
have made = oynlc Of . sighing
chamberrnaid.
In tho morning Petit came 20 my
room I read him his doom Inerci-
loAsiy. He laughed idiotioaiiy.
IAN right. Old iIoas." he said.
cheorily, make cisar-lighters OF IL.
what's tho differrnce1 I'm going
tn take her 20 lunch at claremont
today"
There ~1s about Q month Of n
And then Pettit came 20 me bearing
an Invisible mitten. with the forti-
uude Of a diahrax. lie talked Of the
grave and South America and
prurHic acid. and hort an afternoon
getting him straight took him GU,
and Jaw that large and curative
doses Of whisky were administered
to him. I warned you this was q
true siory--'wafe your white ribbons
II you follow this tale. For two
weeks I fed him whisky and Omar.
and read 10 him regularly every eve
ming the column In tho evening
paper that reveals the secrets Of
female beauty. recommended the
treatment
After Petit was cured he wrote
more etorias. lie recovered his old
time facility and did work just
short Of good enough. Then the cur
tain rose on tho third act
A little. dArk-eyod. silent rfrf from
New Hampshire. who was studying
applied design. feel deeply In love
with him. She was the intrnns ~,rt
hut externally giacA such a. Nov
England sornrtimcs fools US with.
rrtfit rirnd her mlidfy. and took her
about q COED deal Ehe vorshSpcd
him. and pow and then bored him
Th1s came q climax when she
tytsd 20 Jump out of window. and
no had 20 rave hcr By some per,
functory. unrnoant vuctng- Even !
was shakrn by the depths Of The
absorbing affection she showed
Hona frfendA traditions crc,cs
weus up riks tfiiEtiedown IN this
scale against her Iowa II was really
dtscomporing.
One night again Pcttt auntsrcd
In. yawning. A. he had told me