Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, March 23, 1923, Page 12

PAGE TWELVE. NETS 0 F HAN? 2aRNex GOOGLE BY SAMUEL MERWIN " “The Honey Bee,” Etc. INSTALLMEN®P NO. NINI WHO's WHO Hemphill, a} first evening direct- Hemphill } her! occupled:| unter; | 9 had been called on to and told him nd cat in another building. soften her demand. | always 6 a new ar- the morn- | * find him until late in’ the after- coming in then from rks up the hill within the gate. n thinking constantly, t would announce | | In his eagerness he had expected to find it walting at Ping | Chinese | Yang. after day native runners s that could arm her judgment in Mrs. againat the | Return of the Dea “From his rifle of Jonathan followed by others.” eroerusesne “It's got to come.” he added. “T if there weren't a positive epee she murmured, but with- | 2 said he very It's helped, just | ly, her arms went around his neck. | a l<o0 he was gone. 1 her, his heart he longed to at Doane—huge, might so easily be ten ht from a Chinese us ONe man can give had, because Doane was en that pledge. owing morning ws of the two ma Che Casper Daily Cribune arnev ILoses His Ou This DIAMOND EL, WELLE IT ISNT een. Snarkv Is Still King. { w PETTY GoY . WHERE (| HAVE You BEEN + ee arf BUST Gor BACK FROM THE SEA wy it USTEA , PETTY, CAL ME OP AT SIK SOCLOCK TeNIGHT witc You > Dic TELL Mama You RE COMING FOR FRIDAY, MARCH 23, 1923. | glimpse of the enemy. Far up among the native houses and down near the village groups of strange | figures could be seen moving about They wore a uniform much like that the Ecxers had worn in 1900, except that coat and trousers were alike | red and only the turban yellow At | (ntervaly shells fell here and there about the walls. | | Toward 9 o'clock considerable ac- | tivity noted up tix 4 | Squad f the red appeared in the op Then a field gun was dragged into vie set in position. The arstanci hardly more’ than 200 yards; meant to fire point-blank. M, Pourment went out to the up per redoubt and studied the scene! through field glasses. The men] begged permission to fire, i the engineer ordered them to v | The .Nttle red aifd 3{Mlow mon gathered back of the gun. Then al shell whirred over mpound and | on across the valley, exploding | against the opposite hill There was still another wait. ,Then |'a shell carried away part of a chi ney of the residence. Tho soun fistant cheers floated downhill. | ttle men clustered about the gu | MM. Pourmont lowered his | and nodded. The machine gun} opened fire, spraying its stream of bullets. directly on the crowded figures. They seemed to sit or le down de- liberately enough. Others appeared | to be moving away slowly toward | the houses, though when M mont gave them a look through his glasses it became evident that their} legs were moving rapidry. Soon all} who could get away wero sone, leav-| | | tae « ing heaped-up mounds of red near the gun anG smaller dots of red scat-/ | tering the path of the retreat. | A shout sounded up the hill, All turned. From his rifle pit, the lean figure of Jonathan Brachpy ap | pearea followed by another. Then | they started up tho hins: Retty witnes 1 the scene from an | upper window. She heard the rat-tat-| tat of the machine gun; through a pair of glasses she saw the red-clad | Lookers fall, all without clearly real-| iz t this was battle and death. It seemed a calm enough picture. But | when Brachey started up tho hill] her heart stopped. At Gusk the outposts were relieved NO, SKEEZIX,'M NOT CALLING ON MRS. BLOSSOM IT'S HER MOVE NEXT. 1M NOT MAKING ANY | PEACE OVERTURES Lap eR eneoreuuna = WALT, THERE ARE RUMORS GOING AROUND ABOUT, WALT ? ‘OU AND BLOSSOM HAVEN'T HAD A FALLING OUT? ABOUT YOU AND SCRAP 1 HAVEN'T HOW ABOUT IT? ft A vA Nou fo STee INTo “ THis PEARL AND KELL, | SAW THE CAR TODAY EET a é 4 —SHES GoTS\K CYLINDERS, — WHat — CHRomt Nickel STeE&U —\ ASK YOU ag ‘ To GeT—Me * Sict2 Six “DUAL IGHITION- OVERHEAD Covor IS WINOSHIELD- DNBREAKABLE || AGAIN-~ WHAT, her ae ot faeu — Sue's Ratep AT Wwenly- VAWES— Bore 34% - Stroke Class PROPCLUER-SHAFT AND ||CoLor Is It—2J|| (IF | KNow’} \7 100 REN: Two Horse Power BUT, 52 — = FIVE BEARING CRANK — SAN= WHAT 1S (Tov ABE ISO 12, ‘ ee ores BINS ENE: av SHAFT Tour NEE RAS WANT To KHow ?- Nou'RE UNOBSERVING- . ~ FOUR eD BRAKES —138 INCH WHEECBASE. Te REVotuTIons— CARS METS pits there. Strained eyes peered up! i ‘i and down the hillside for the first G Le BLOSSOM HAVING 4& SEEN YOU TOGETHER HAROLD TEEN—WELL, IT RHYMED, ANYWA NCTHING T@ IT, DOC. SHE'S YOU CAN'T SAVE BEEN BUSY AND SO HAVE ANY COIN’ BY 1 BESIDES . IF SHE'S THROUGH! ecppppinic WITH WITH ME THAT'S UP TO HER. } Gee WaLT.ITLL (OST You gust | 4S MUCH IN FLOWERS AND CANDY WHEN J YOU MAKE 17, | THOUGHT MEBBE \ Gud HELP YAH BUT Dotoz es, t tove You’! "OH, DocoRes DEAN. With @yes So KEEN, CURTIN’ MISS : ANID Haile OF RAVEN HUE- DEAN - So 1 wrote OH, DoLoRes DEAN, THis POEM! ; Youre 4 Jerry BEAN ILL SHow You- CALLIN’ HE & Terry Bean! |\When Brachey entered the gate | Betty was thera, waiting, a tremu-| PAT witt You }ious smile hoverins absut her tender TYPE THIS LETTER. little mouth and about her misty | RIGHT AWAY 2 | eves. | He paused, in surprise and pleas | ure. She gave him a hand, hesitant mn His men straggled wearily | past, thelr day's work done. Not one} looked back. She was almost sorry, | for that and for the dusk. Arm in| arm they entered the compound and walked to the steps of the residence. But that night, shells struck with: | lin the compund. One wrecked a} corner of Mme. Pourmont’ kitchen | Another destroye? a tent. Killing a Chinese woman and wounding a man | and two girls. By daylight the red and: yellow} lines were closed about the com pound. Bullets rattled against the walls. The upper windows of tho residence were barricaded now with sandbags. Five moré were wounded during the day, two of them white. | SURE THING SOME SPEED M. Pourmont’s runners moved with ait but brought in reports of | 4) feasts an@ orgies at Kang’s headquar- | oq) |ters down the valley, where, sur ded by his full retinue, Manchu was preparing to slaughter. As the days passed, the sense of danger grew ¢ saw about the compound were & | the famil dogged expression They talked.) it heavily, where the casual was in-| his < tended, ct settling down to a slege.| is it One night Mr. Po went out on aj whisper ne scouting trip. He did not return Boatwright mer Boatwright slept alone in al stmple coward. He rose, shivering | ered the, lower half of his face. His! on|with this strange sense of coud:| tert shoulder, under tt a Mght; end candle in to the door, Here, for a ¢ room. his cot, the prey started up, nd sat | advanced shivering 4 Outsitw | moment rer; the faces one! sound that r noises of his dres again—a light tried to call out “Who! lows. his voice came only means a! was matted. A stubble of beard cov WORDS A MINUTE! veese By Gsemany WaLke Z. Pas AGED B — HIBBARD Woods, lan fol - wow !t 1m Goin’ ose ‘ GREAT PAT GREAT! you cA AT TH’ RATE OF JO ij THERE Y/ARE WINNIE! 1 YOU CAN ¢ oy ait I I HATE TOTALK ABOUT Cony alNhy TY REWRITE A WHOLE “SPEEDY~ LAG Zick MYSELF, BUT — AHEM- THAN YOU CAN | THATS MEN Foor tpn pick ice WHAT DO YA THINK OF | A My Coo oii RCI THAT FOR FAST A rie TYPEWRITIN’ 22 A 2 @inrs -cmrerso reredi ns — ts. tell in and | was bandaged with the caked, blood- ved remnant of his shirt leaning on his old walking | ders with the Wells Music Co. Phone | tackle, pet pipe, theories, the mornin 194 for guaranteed work. Ask about | newspaper Y ed our special rate on contract tuning. | brew, his politics, his sense of justice,! his Panta.” was hatless, and his hal | torn coat, LOVE NOTES Remember; the sins of wifehood are | his egotism, his Uberty and his past. more often of commssion than of data Copyright, 1923, Bell Syndicate, Inc Exit Wives! bisa Again the tapping sounde (th Sétcei dabbantas Detiesen Doe Lo! The hand that rocks tho cradle! put mer caine being neglected— opened. the Coor; and behold,|and Brachey in tomorrow's Install.|!8 also Hable to Jar the love-nest when |. "°t Subsected among | dimly, outlined in the shadowy hall,| ment,) hing swith sc HuBbtale hak > oy pede te! ae aS | lgars, stenographers, bual-| himself to a bedpest he he vee eee I greet nag arash Oh razor, bank account, golf | ‘Ty, abate: h's suspenders. the gigantic frame of Griggsby Leave your tuning or repair or. his correspondence, fishing |; Cae saath mee ceased came tc home drunk and m y coming mother, the home ng himeelf f ing himeelf for