The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, December 20, 1930, Page 13

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TRIBUNE’S PAGE OF COMIC STRIPS AND FEATURES COSTLY ! She: You don’t love me any more. When you see me crying now you} flon’t ask me why. He: I'm awfully sorry, my dear, but, these questions have already cost me such a lot of money.—Answers. Archie— Dad, the road must have been pretty slippery when Columbus went back to Europe in his automo- bile? Dad—When do you mcan? Archie—Well, in my history it says he went back in chains. | SMACK! He (with hands over her eyes): If! you can’t guess who it is in three guesses, I’m going to kiss you. She: Jack Frost; Davy Jones; Santa Claus.—Smith’s Weekly, Syd- ney. Mrs. Nagger—And to think you| were just a struggling young business man when I married you. Mr, Nageer—Yeah, but 1 didn't struggle enough. | ALL ALIKE | Tailor: How about your account, sir? You owe me for ten suits made last year. Client: twe. | Tailor: Yes, but you sent several of your friends here.— Show, Impossible—I only had NEVER AGAIN “I never had but one thrashing in| my life and that was for telling the} truth.” “It certainly accomplished its pur-) Poses.”—Hummel, Hamburg. | PRACTICE MAKES——? Woman Motorist (who has run} down pedestrian): ‘eu must have! been walking very, very carelessly. I am a careful driver, because I have! been driving a car for eight years. | Victim: Lady, you've got nothing) on me. I've been walking for 58) years.—Der Brummer, Berlin. | He: Have you really the heart to deny me one little kiss—when I beg most sincerely? She: As a matter of principle, I never give anything to beggars—An- | swers. NO! NO! NO! Mary: Your insults have no effect on me. You will not gain your point in that way! Martin: What do I want to gain? Mary: You want to make me go to mother. But I'll send for her to come here.—Answers. QUITE SAFE Warden: Look here! You've been sentenced to hard labor, and you're doing hardly any work at all. What do you mean by this? Prisoner: Well, anyway, you can’t fire me.—Answers. AGREED! Friend: _ Have you seen the new noiseless baby carriages? Parent: I don’t think anything of the idea—noiseless babies would be more to the point.—Passing Show. PROVED Wife: You're the most selfcentered man I've ever known. Always think- ing of yourself. Husband (wearily): Dear me! Wife: There, didn't I tell your— Pele Mele, Paris. | Daily Cross-word Puzzle | ACROSS 1, Peruse Solution of Yest G) &) 1} B le D 1 COWRIESE; Cea BO OBRRIDOMWE Es 16, Handeufted 18 Roused from sleep £0, Persian fairy 21, Custom 28 Abundant 2%. Vase 39. Rotate BL. Operatic solo 32, Intermission 84. Catebers of morays 36, Son of Adam 87. Former roler i, Mak GO SW wo ede) cent GlbsRioa L E ic A. IR E R! 10) is WEI GWRIE EEG) Gt OD) Ee) Obde) GUE Geb GW sow QOREI 3. Pagan god 4 54. Long stlek 40. Border 4&5. Now: comb, 42. First form 4. Mexican &6. Curtoon ehare Indian acter 48, Famous Amer. 67. Overpowered fet 49. Si key y Woe : eBid |] with wonder 88 Peeullar 59, First garden WW), ae lerday’s Puzzle WEIR O[R|S IE! 1 REIRJE|C|T} Dt IMERIMIAIN E|DEECIOIRIA! REBPIAIViE(s PIAINJE INIAIL RS |Kit AIL It EIR 9 SE802 DO Ae LIA|WEECIAIB iM|! (ORRIA! AIEIRIAITIE OMELIAITIE! OME |TIE bown 1. One's own share 4% Sufficient: yet. roclaimed USING YOUR RAZOR — THE FOOD DOKSNT THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 20, 1980 THE GUMPS— GONE ARE THE DAYS JABBER = JABBER — JABBER = THAT'S ALL }HEAR FROM MORNING UNTIL NIGHT = CAN'T FIND YOUR CUFF LINKS == SOMEBODY'S BEEN ANYTHING TO RIND FAULT = THERE ISN'T A THING THAT GOES ON IN THIS MOUSE YTNAT SUITS YOU = No MATTER WNAT !S BONE - NOTHING PLEASES You = EVERYTHING !S WRONG — o ANO WHAT DID YOU WANE BEFORE YOU MARRIED SUIT YOU= THE BILLS ARE TOO HIGH = WE'RE LIVING BEYOND OUR eee a 7 DLL RIGHT, Y CORKY, NOU'RE ALL ALL READY. WHERE ARE ; LISTEN HERE; GROWN... J MANBE YOURE RIGHT~ I KNOW A REMEOY THAT ARE You suns Tus ) WRT HIM? BLESS YouR LTWNk THe Kip Neeos |) BUT THEOLO HERMIT MIGHT DO THE Wore... GET JUEE OF BoILEeD FRECKLE: | A Doctor AND weeps _/ THINKS HE CAM 00 A LOT OF RooTs OF FLoweRIN’ HAVE HIM ON HS FEET AND HIS | Him Quicu.-wuar ) SOMETHING THAT Doswoop AN’ Boll IT Down! BEFORE You KNOW FRIENDS WILL BRING FRECKLES "lo A TEA —THE MAIN TROUBLE FEVER DOWN WITH THE LAO 1S THAT HES WEAK AND /% ‘ ‘The Hermit’s Remedy By Blosser WAT WAS & GIANT IDEA euicu! be OUP UNCLE THE SLID, SO NOW UNTIL PECPLE ARE |, HERE COMES UNCLE, 1 CORD COME SHOPPING CHASTMAS ANO LOOKING AT USstt GOWN ‘TE Sree ori WITH YOU. GOSH! ‘YOU BE HAPPY, SUST Soe ee AND F re ; LOOK STUNNING IN. & GET GONG sou Pe Baa gosta THAT NEW Pcipeaares uaT, SWEETIE! { DEMANO-NEMTHESS DURING oUR \ I'LL GET No CHRISTMAS RUSH HERE! ( GUESS c ry HoLioey RUSH LTAKE our, Hair ) one Now! PEOPLE CON'T MAKE PRESENTS OF atg 4 NaN ee Sine? SALESMAN | om, INSTANCE § ‘YOU Look LIKE @ HaIR-cUTS AND SHAVES— - SAM = |cave Man! | can'T REMEMBER cs WHEN “OU GOT A HaIR— gy <uT Last! 4 MA SEE, I'VE ONLY BEEN HERE EINE MONTHS! MEEP emi. the TELYOU ! vour REPORTS SHOW NOTHING BUT LOW GRADES AND RIGA LINING! YOUR Exe PENSE ACCOUNT HERE YOR THE LAST Merve #218 .29 AND TAKE LIFE SERIOUSIX! Yoo WANE DONE NETHER

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