Evening Star Newspaper, October 17, 1926, Page 109

THE SUNDAY STAR. WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—OCTOBER 17. he Small Town » Drug Store &) By W.E. HILL \ (Copyright, 1926, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate.) “‘Here's a good one, Mattie, ‘Holding My Own in Rutland, Vermont." Let's send it { 8 A At ) Mr. Ras to Joe's wife anc sign Joe’s name!” Just three jolly motorists let loose among the pic- % T 4 SH L ture post cards, the birch-bark souvenirs (made in Germany) and the felt pennants. H L bl thinks seriously, off and on, of selling out to the chain people. He's looking very much askance at the world this morning, and that's a terrible way to be looked at, especially by a_druggist. Mr. Rash is worrying over the expense of putting a daughter— Miss Leota Rash — through college, what with so many sundries and in- cidentals. “Land sakes! You don't mean Abby Goodwish has gone off with that no- account! Well, 1 never!” Two of the town's social lights waiting in the drug store for a bus and getting all het up over a hit of local news. THE DRUG STORE COWGIRL. Jessie lives a block away—just near enough to be always running in and out of the drug storg for a stamp, a castor oil in sarsaparilla or - to see if Gert's films THE SUNDAY PAPERS. are developed. Jes- “Let me see the funnies, papa; please let me sie is letting her hair have the funnies!” Erna can't wait to get home. so grow long again. eager is she for the comic section. No. the bob wasn't a success. She even went to the city to have it hobbed. but somehow or other she got the wrong barber. ICE CREAM AFTER THE MOVIES. Bessie is hostess to a hoy friend from the city for over the week end. Th ¢ been to see Bebe Daniels at the Acme this evening. Bessie is playing up to the city like anything. *I do hope.” she's saying. “you can see some of our country types in here! You'll simply expire laughing over them—they are so funny!” (fl( A STAR CUSTOMER. always sick up at Harry's house. First one of the children got measles, then Harry's mother-in-law and another child caught them. Then his wife came down with lumbago. All last Spring Harry was laid low with a gastric < . / c}(ljmpla}inlh 'E’nisou ivy fcarru-d them ot lerk. busy for the time being through the better part of the Summer. beh T:"{h‘flti(llj:e;v\:ngicc:)umer with a piece of dental o & and now Harry's own mother is enjoy- hehind l( bit of ham in a molar. Eddie is very SATURDAY P.M. AT THE SODA FOUNTAIN. ing inflammatory rheumatism. His floss and a (; °~m Iy loathes the drug business. Showing the pride and flower of the high school indulging in more or less airy persiflage with a mother-in-law is hourly expecting a re- .fl.a':::i"’a“:e ;E“ \,3“ p“.'md\. i Main street sheik, who is none other than Mr. Fred Gistling of the Weinstein Shoe Emporium. turn of the old troubl~ D L 7 e ben) 8 >N Y