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VKSPAY. MARCH 28. 1022
(Continued l-Vnni I'ag-e ()
kaeu feeling like a foot. Their nam*
homantsed them an<l relieved hla
•ark ward reeling, "Ha: Jinka. ah?
High Jinka and Low Jinka. what?"
Ha laughed. It struck him a* rath
er comic; and High Jinka and low
Jinka tit 1 ere.! broadly, toning In tha
imwt astonishing way the on* her
••verity and the other hwr glumnaaa.
Mabel aerated *uddenly to have
toat her Intereat In h*r exhibit* and
fcrir rag». She rather hurried Mark
tha kitchen promises and,
Waving into tha garden.' replied rath
f «r abstractedly to hla [tons for the
I J*r\len'» development.
Suddenly ahe nakl. "Mark. I do
I wish you hadn't mid that la the
| UtcJ en • •
He *u men tatty examining the
(■** tin ;t ties of a makeahtft racket
court against a comer of th* stable
aqd barn. "Kh, what In tha kUch
•a. dear?"
"That about High Jinka and Law
Jfeiks."
"Mabel. I imar we ctroM ft* up
a tapping sort of squash racket* in
that earner. Those cobblaa art worn
•l»Bnlutr>ly smooth "
~I wtah you'd listen to ma. Mark."
H* caught big arm around her
gave her a playful aqueexe.
"Sorry, old girl what waa It? About
High Jink* and low Jink*? u»'
oa«had funny U»at. vloot you
OMnk**
"No. I doo't. I don't think ITa a
bit funny."
Her lone waa euch that, relaxing
hi* mho. he turned and gasad at ber.
t* l '" ! you? lKm t you really?"
"No, 1 don't. Far from funny."
Soma tiuainct told- blm be ought
jft to laugh, but ha could not help
~ Th* appealed to him a* di*
ttnctiy and clearly comlt. "Well,
but it la funny Don't yoti aee?
High Jinka alone la such a funny
axpr*asion sort af-well. you know
what I mean. Apart altogether
I from Low Jinka," and ha laughed
| wain
Mabel tnmpreased har Itpa. -I
atrnj-lv dotiX Rebecca la net a bit
like High Jinka "
H« buret out laughing. "No. I'm
Ashed If ahe la. That'* Just it.**
"I raaily do not see it"
"Oh. go on. Mai-el' Of course you
do You make It funnier. High
Jinka and low Jmkal I ahaii (mil
them that."
"Hark." Ilka spok* th* word
•reerely. "Mark. 1 do meat ar
Matly hop* you'll do nothing of the
kind."
He stared, iiuulnl Ha kad triad
la explain th- aboard thine, and ahe
•toiply could net eee u. ~i simply
don't."
t Mant diacoofort shot tbra htm.
IX
lk>" to the com ee at tka t
■W" toy awika Tha ahnrd
l ******* «*»• ißwnortlatoly tota hi*
I **°* ramained in hta mftvt
MM* Jinka and Low Jinka waa
i dHnla. No geular oew It. Incon
j •aatahty eomte. Htupid. of eouia.
, but Juet tha kind of stnpM thing
feat tickled him IrrealKtlhly. And
ahe couldn't aeo It. Abaolutely could
■ot see It. But If she were never
going to aee any of thasa atupld
Itttle things that appealed to him---?
And then he wrinkled his brow*
"You remember how ha uee>l to
wrinkle up his old nut." as tha gar
ruioui Hapgocd had said.
A nlgtit-llgh*. her wish, dtmty ITbi
mined the room. He raJeed himself
and looked at her fondly, sleeping
toeaide him He thought. "Dash It.
the thing's bewn Just tha same from
ADVENTURE'S
Ot=> THfc TWINS
_ly Ctiv Rolwt/ B»rkn
But there teas no sleep for Twelve Toes, the Sorcerer
Th» Twtna finished tfcetr wrrvvr
and then put tha empty ill*?*** and
napkin f«<k Into the llttla banket.
Instantly It disappeared.
•"We'll have to find acme place to
■leep," aald Nick. "I wlah w<* were
•n the Eiderdown Mountain, It
•ounda to wifL Hut It look* a* tho
It vu about a mile away. J*f»
crawl under thla buah and atart In
xh» morn In*."
Nanry yawned. "All rlrtit. ni
hide the record behind the bl* atone
bo no on* will find It." Wlijeh ahe
did. and then scattered aome (travel
eo top.
They were aoon aaleep, thetr arm*
around each other'a neck* and the
kind little atara. which came out
•ne by one, looked down amlllnr.
But there waa no sleep for Twelve
Parlor Fun
ForEvekyone
HOKhKHIIOB CI'T l'l*
lyjooc^
MATEIU Al>8: J»ap<-r cut in borae
-ok* *. or IT, aha.p<'.. aciaaora.
PROBLEM: To divide the horne
aboe Into aeven parta by two rut*.
SOMrriON: Cut flrat a* ahown at
•"•ft, then arrange the pleee* aa at
r.«ht and cv» >vi/u tlie thiec plecaa
i\£S. MHutcntnsoni
• •V'H AA*JiUTCMiH6OW •
her point of view. That «i»n bust
l,M *. 8li« like* den. and 1 can't
stick dea. Just tha aunie lor har a*
for me that High Jink* and low
Jink* tiuklax ma aud ifcaaau't UiU«
her."
lie very gent!y morel with hta
Oncer a tree* of her hair that had
fallen upon her faca. , . , Mabel!
... Ula wife! . . . How gently
Iwneath I>W filmy bal|ti»n her
boeoin mae and fell! . , , How ut
terly calm har faoa waa. How at
peace, how eecure, aha lar there
Ha thought. "Three wnrk* ago the
w*-i iletptnf in the terrific privacy
of her own room, and here *h* la
come to me to mine. Cut off from
iwrythlni and everybody and coiue
here to me."*
An tnexpreiwlbla tendernemi filled
him. He had a sudden mm of tha
poignant and 11*mtndoua advvntura
on which they were embarked to
gether. They had bean two Uvea,
and now they were one Ufa. altering
completely the livaa they would have
led ungly; a new *e«, a new ahlp on
k new. •tranaa ml What Uy be
fore tlieni'
Kh* atirredi
Hta thoughts continued One Ufa!
One life out of two Uvea, una nature
out of two nature*! M)*trru<u* and
extraordinary roeianorphoau. She
had brought her nature to hta. and
he hi* nature to bera. and they were
to uungte and become on* nature.
. . . Abaurdly and inapproprlataly
hi* mind picked up and presented to
him Us* grolMiiu* word*. "High
Jinka and low Jinks." A not* of
laughtar waa Irrasiatlbiy tickled oat
of him. •
She said efry stoepOy. "Mark, an
you laughing? What are you laugh
ing at?"
He patted her shoulder. "Oh. aoth
tog"
On* nature?
CHAITKK 111
I
On« nature* la the fifth year of
their married Ufa thoughts of her
' tnd of the poljrnant and tremendoua
1 adventure to whl< h they were em
harked together »«r« no longer pa*
! Klb.e while th« lay In bod tiealde him
They bad cm* to occupy MianK
rooms.
In tha fifth year of their married
1 life iwml* nUllnl Peony (areen
Mal-I caught It Their ladnaxn »u
naturally the «ck room. Kalre went
u> aleep tn another room- and the
arrangement prevailed. Nothing wan
•aid I-etwee ri litem on U>e matier.
one way or the other.
The sole reference to recognition
of p*mtaiien<7 la this devaloptnep'
of the relations between them wam
made when Kahrw. oa tha first Sat
onlay afternoon after Mahal's rrcor
err- he did not go to bis affioa at
Tldborragti oa Haturdayw- nan-led
out his Idea, eosratverf during her
stckneaa, of Miring tha badrooaa
Into which he had neoaed aarea as
his study alao. Ha had ime rot
rid of his distaste for his 'Man." Re
had nerer fait qulta comfortable
there.
At luih h na fhta Naturday. "t tell
you what I'm rnlrr to do this a/rer
noon." he said. "I'm going to move
my books up Into my mom "
He had t*en a little afraid the
den business would ha reopened by
4hl» Intention, but Mabel's only re
ply wu. "Tou'd batter have the
mutd* help you."
"T*s, I'll ret them."
"No. ro give tha order. If you
don't mind "
And In the afternoon the hooka
were moved, tha den raped of them.
TWELVE TOES' RAGE
| Toe*, the Rorcerer. Any off In hla
■ cava beyond ttm flmt mountain he
waa atorminr np and down In hla
! nlrhtrown. rnashln* hla teeth and
*haklnr hla flat and carrying oo like
j-*>h. I'd hat* to tell you!
Ilecauae—he had heard Kip. the
Hrownle, talkinr to the Twlna on the
Klectrlc Mountain that a/'ernoon.
He had heart] on hla telephone.
' "Kip'a riven away all my aecret*!"
|he rarcd. "How tan I ever atop
! Lhoae kid* now? They'll ret that
record to the prince** aa sure aa I'm
| a wicked fairy, and then the prlncena
| will pot It on her phonorraph and
hear the word* of Ixmrhead, telllnr
; Iter which kin* to marry. Oh, mus
! tard' Oh. sardine* and red pepper!"
And then that wlcloed old feltow
had a moat terrible Idea. "I can't
follow em " ha ahouted suddenly,
"btit 1 can atlll do some damajre."
Then he went to hla map on the
wall. "They're likely itpendlnr the
night In the pleasant country be
tween the Electric Mountain and the
Kldcrdown Mountain 111 make my
aelf Into a bat and fly up to the
!>renm Htar. And I'll send down
dftrn* that will make them walk In
their aleep and they'll ret lont. The
JfViwnie* are all asleep, mo they
can't help them.
"Yo, ho, ho! And a bottle of cat
sop! No, I mean a sweet mosquito.
11l have to find me one." Twelve
Toea had turned Into a black hat
and flown out of hla cava Into the
nlffht.
fTo He Continued)
ICopyrlKht. 1»22, by Seattle Htarl
OUR BOARDING HOUSE
bis bedroom awarded them 111*1.
Jinks and Ix>w Jinks rallier enjoyed
It. passing up and down the stairs
with continuous smirks at this Dew
manlfeetau-ui of the master's wa>s.
The bookslielvsa proved rather a
business. There were four of them,
narrow and high, "Wa'U carry these
longways," Halve directed, when tha
first one was tackled "I'll shove It
over. You two Uks tha top. and I'll
| carry tha foot "
In this order they struggled up the
■**"*. High Jinks and l-ow Jinks
larliwsnU. and the smirks enlarged
Into panting gigglea, Halfway up
earn* a loud crack.
i "What the devil's that** said
; Sahr». sweating and gasping
"I think It's the )*< k of my dresa.
Mr." said High Jlnka.
"flood lord" (Convulsive giggles I
"You know. I*»w, you're practically
sitting on the dashed thing. Tog vr
twisted yourself round In some es
iraordlnsry way "
Agonizing rigclea
Mabel sptwared In the hall he.
nea'h "lUlas n up, Rebecca Ralee
It. Karah How can you expect to
mova. stooping Ilka that*"
raised It to the level of IMr
walata, and prograanton became
seemly
"There yoa ai~e sbM febra
Tbare was somehow a feeling at
both ends «f tha bookraae of having
boon caught.
R
Tha hmifctaaaa were of Akhra/s own
Ha was mM< rdtnarfly fond
of his hooks and he hsd ideas about
their arrangement Ths lowest *h«lf
was In each rase tAree f»*t from
the ground; he hated hooks being
"down where you can't see them "
Also tha rase* were open, without
glass doors, hs hated "having to fid
die to gel out a book." He like-1
them to lie Just at tha right height
and straight to his hand In a way
hs could not quits dtturlle (lie was
a bad talker, framing his Ideas with
difficulty) be was attached to his
books, not only for wbst was In
them, hut as entitles. Hs had writ
ten onie tn a manuscript book In
which hsd caused I ton Juan to be
"Ths other day soma ore had I tad
out one of ray books and returned
It upaide down. I swear It wbj» as
rn>te«]ue and painful to ma to see It
upside down as If I had come Into
the rawn and found my brother
standing* <-n his head against the
wail, fastened there. At least I
couldn't have sprung to him to re
lease him quicker than I did to the
book to upright It."
Ths first book be had ever hought
"specially"—that Is to say not as
ons buy* a bun but as one buys a
dog was at ths ac« of seventeen
whan he hsd bought a Hyron. ths
complete works In a popular edition
of very great hulk ami very amsll
print. He bought It partly liecause
of what he hsd heard during hi* last
term at school of I>on Juan, partly
because he had picked up the Idea
that It was rnther a fine thing to
read poetry. and he kept II and rend
It In great secrecy because his moth
er (to whom he mentioned his Inten
tion) told him that Ryron ought not
to he read and that her father. In
her girlhood, had picked up Ryron
with the tongs and burnt him In the
garden This finally determined hlnl
to buy Ryron.
Hs l-egan to reed ft precisely as
he wss accustomed to reed hooks—
that Is to say at the hrglnnlng snd
thence steadily onwards. "On the
tietilh of a Young 'Admiral
Psrker's daughter, explained a
footnote); "To E "; 'To I> —"
and so on. There were seven bain
dred and eight pages of this kind of
thing and Don Juan war In the five
hundreds.
When he had laboriously rend
thirty six paires he ibrclded that It
was not a fine thing to rend poetry,
and he moved on to Hon Juan, pege
five hundred and thirty three The
rhymes surprised him. Ha na/1 no
Idea that poetry poetry rhymed
"anntmltles" with "trite tt Is" and
"Jew It Is." He turned or» nnd ntrm
P®Bfy wad Pari —and! Paris
CHAPTER XLVn—NOR
One afternoon a wk after the
party, I'olly ant aewin* In her funny
Uvlnif room. The little lift rum*
bumping up and ahe listened a* ehe
alwaya did when tt atopped at the
fifth floor.
She wua glad to nee Norma'i hrlffht
fa/ e nt her door.
"H'lo, I'olly durllnt, how'a every
'liing! I'une to make my party ciifl
DOINGS OF THE DUFFS
bored the canto*- «l«ti*n; and then
Ihr number of vernea In «a« h ouilo
•txl the totaltwo thousand on*
bandr«-d end eighty . . . Who-o-o!
... It wu w endless as tlrc seven
hondred and eight pajrea liad ap
pes re'V wli»n he lad rtairrered mi
far a« page thirty-six. II" began
to hunt for the partlcular reran*
which had caused I»on Juan to be
recommended to biro and pvesum
ably had rnuwd hla grandfather to
carry out rfyron with the tonga and
burn Mm In the garden. He could
not find them, lie chucked the rot
ten thine.
Hut aa he was putllnr fhe rotten
thing away, hia eye hapi>ened upon
fWo line* that stru<k Into him It
whs \lke a physical blow the most
extraordinary sensation:
Tile Isles of Orfcece, the biles of
Greece
Where burning Sappho loved and
■tine.
fie caught his breath. Ft was ex
traordinary. What the dickens was
ItT A vialon of exquisite and un
earthly and brilliantly colored tsauty
seemed to lie liefore hla tyea.
Islands, all white and green and In
a <o*a of terrific bliw, . , . And
music, the thin note of distant
trumpets. . . . Amuxlng! .He read
on. "Where pelos rose and I'heobus
sprung' Kternal Hummer gilds them
yet " Terrific, but not quite so ter
rific. And then aguln the terrific,
the stunning, the heart-clutching
thing. On a different notn. with a
different picture, colored In grays.
The mountain* k>ok on Marathon—
And Marathon looks on the sea
Music! The trumpet* thinned
a way, exqulaltely Ihln. tiny, rone!
And hltrti above the mountains and
far upon the sen an nrtmn shook.
Ha fmjd, "Well. I'm dashed!" and
put the hook awnv.
fly 7m BrrUqr
(narrrtfht. I*ll. br Tk* HwrtU Kvl
.MA SMELLS A MOUSE!
and drtiif you 'to "Chez Mlnrof for
tea. Only the wweltent In Tarls nulla
my mood today. Hurry and cot on
your hat."
They walked down thw Hue St.
Honore, ahop lined and busy, to the
broad Hue Itoyale with Its ~w«nn of
truffle. "Itie/ Mlnirot" wiia the tea
room of the hour the smartest,
orlKinullat, expcrmlwst.
Tolly and Norma found placed at
THE SEATTLE STAR
FRECKLES AND lUS FRIENDS
(Continued Tonwrrowl
BY ATIERN
Gteir* Settle ♦
* j^orrl^ok^"
* Ry MAIK'I ClflAnd—> jf
"Tve heard my father tril It."
Mr. N#eley went on with hla
■lory, "until I some times foal as
If I had gone with him.
"l>ur party got ready to camp
for Uia night and w» watched the
men go back after the last cow
without much anxiety, tho any
going lack along the truii was
pretty serious bu.iine.sa. and a
small party of whites was In more
danger from attack* by the In
dian.s than a Ug one.
"The alx HR-n were all armed
and all rode horses except father,
lie wits riding a wild mule, that
was known for hla meanness to
most of the men in the party.
"We were following along the
laink of some river. I don't know
what river It was. I remember
the banks were heavily wooded,
and we soon lost sight of the men
as Uiey rode off.
"Kalher an id Itiey hadn't gone
very far when they begun to hear
a stranre noise.
" "Wonder what that Is?" om> of
the men said, 'May be wolvea/
loat and ordered chocolate and "Ctm
MlnK«>t" ices.
"T/iat was the cutest party of
yours. Tolly! IJon't know when I
had NUt'h u Kood time."
"If It hadn't lieen for you, we
wouldn't have the flat at all. Kvery
body raves over It, Norma, and Im
plores 111 to help them find one like
It. Why, they fnlrly alt around and
wait for ua to die, so they cjui tret
It!"
Tolly's wordN were cheery, hut aim"
had a vaguely preoccupied air, and
THE OLD HOME TOWN
Wilbur Must Have Been Four-Flushing
They Sound Related
Page 635
ANOTIU.It DAYII)
(Chapter IV)
somebody answered. and they rod#
on. As they rode, the aound grew
more distinct and tlwy hurried
their homos, for they becan to
feel mire that the sounds they
heard were the cries of many l*o
pie, either In pain or In terror.
"Father siud they quit talking
and felt of their guns and went
on. knowing that they would meet
hostile Indians before lone.
"After a time, they rounded a
liend and came upon a arene too
awful to deacrlhe to youngsters
Ilk* yon.
"Did anyone er»r tell you what
a massacre Is? Well, a big band
of savage Indians had come rid
ing across the country, painted
and yelling, and mad with the
liate they hod against then great
companies of strange white famil
ies. who kept coining and onming
In an endless train of slow, cov
ered wagons, and whe® the si*
riders c,»nw up, the cruel, bloody
work wua dona.
"The Indians were yelling and
leaping aliout the scattered wreck
of what hail been household be
longings and chairs and pillows,
pots and puns and little tin cups,
I why clothe* and sun bonnets.
And the people who had usefl
them scattered about among their
things."
(To He Continued)
Norma noticed It.
"You ought to be the happiest kid
on earth- you've »rot everything."
Tolly w»a xllipnt, looking down at
her platn. Norma touched her hand
ami t»nt toward her affection
ately.
"Is anything wmnu, dear? Some
thlnjr on your mind?" She waited
sympathetically, and wlien no an
I>wer cum. went on In low tones:
"Come, we're In Tarla, where there
are no Inhlbltionn—where people
think and talk, and pretty nearly do
EVERETT TRUE
as ttwy feel. So talk away, there's
a good kid."
"1 can't, there's nothing to talk
nlxuit. It'* Juiit a touch of llie
blues."
"hhe Isn't worth It!"
"Who?" Polly looked up. startled.
"Violet Hand. Don't you suppose
I know what's troubling you? It
makes nte boil, too, for VI simply
Plays wltJi men us she'd play a game,
foi her own amusement. Hut that
doesn't moan she can't win. Oh,
don't misunderstand, dear your
Paul's us as a klrinx. Only
JiY STANLEY
BY ALLMAN
BY BLOSSER
BY CONDO
' likes to see how far she can |X) —
and she's no fool. I'd stop her If I
wer» you. It's perfectly sinipls.
What's sauce for the gooae la sauo*
for the guilder."
"No, Norma, dear, I cant." Polly
matte a weary feature. "It's not dig
nified to—"
"Fiddles tick si That's Just your
puritanical prejudice. Do you mean
to suy it Isn't dignified to fight for
your husband's love? • • • But
there, U lsu't iso serious ss all that.
Just you leave It to me!"
('!'• U» UunUiiue^
TWrett

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