Evening Star Newspaper, July 5, 1925, Page 82

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MOM SAID_WE CAN wave 1T N QOUR YArD! LETS GO LUP AN'GET g MISTER SLITZKY SAID HED BE GLAD IF WE'D TAKE 1T AWAY ! \F THEYS ANYBODY \D2 I WISHT AFRAID THEY AHE\RH&\‘ ABOULT THREE BRETTER GET WHAT DOES ROBBERS RIGHT OUT OF /THAT WORD WOULD WALK IN THIS CLUB MEAN I RIGHT Now! T'D WONDER?Z { SHOW \F I WAS AFRAID! 80 ACROSS THE WALL, THEN FACE UNDER AN OLE BLACK Mo SAE F TO THE WINDOW, EYES A SHINING LIKE] . A BLACK CATE! HE BEGAN TO GET CHILLY! THEN WE HEARD THE CLOSET, DOOR BACK OF HIM GLIDE OPEN S SOIET e I KIN FEEL THE BLOOD RUNNIN' DOWN vy BACK! I THINK WE BETTER CHANGE OLR NAME ! WELL MAKE A REGLAR HOUSE OLT OF IT! YOU KNOW, A | wind oF A HUT LIKE WILD CANNIBALS LIVE LETE DO SUMPIN &0 ON DEGPR\T BLABBERMOU‘;CH‘. ‘I LOTTA SCARE YO GHOW WE AINT g+ B AFRAID! TELL US A DESPRIT WHOPPER MOIDERS N ADVENTDRE STORY. DAGG‘ER; 'N 5 ouTH!n BLOOD N ALL OF A SUDDEN HE FELT SUMPIN HIT HIM IN THE BACK, MAYBE A KNIFE! THEN AN AWFUL YELL SUMBIN LIKE A CAT BUT'MORE LIKE A PERSON gEin' MURDERED! HIG BACK HE FELT THE s RUNNIN'G = g \F WE ONEY O HAD A LIL' STOVE WE COULD STAY RIGHT HERE AN’ COOK OLR MEALS ‘NEVERY THING! I WOULLDN’ EVEN BE AFRA\D TO STAY OUT HERE ALL NIGHT! CALSE T AINT AFRAID OF NUTHIN® ONCET UPON A TIME, 'WAY OUT IN THE BANDIT COUNTRY, A FELLE WHO GOT LOST WENT INTO AN OLD DARK SHANTY, LOOSE' BOARDS FUNRY NOISES, AN HE WAS SO SCARED HE COULDN' TALK!

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