Evening Star Newspaper, August 1, 1928, Page 35

BEDTIME STORIES ‘What King Eagle Saw. Unknowingly we cften tell The secret that we guard so well Mrs. Lightfoot. There was one secret that King Eagle had discovered in the Green Forest that he kept to himself. He didn’t even hint of it to Mrs. Eagle. It wasn't selfishness that caused him to keep this secret to himself. No, it wasn't selfishness. It was quite the opposite. You see, from the moment that King Eagle discovered that secret n the Green Forest he hoped to give Eagle and the two babies in their nest a pleasant surprise. King Eagle had been sailing high in the blue. blue sky over the Green e WON'T TELL SAID HE. Porest, Presentl ' MRS. EAGLE. looking down. as was his habit he d ed Mrs. Lightfoot She was alone. In fac her breakfast at the time { her reminded King Eagie t should have babies. I wonder if n be that she hes them already has hidden them away somewhere. ¥. my. my, how good one of Abe Martin Says: One thing’s certain-th’ Smith-Hoover eampaign Il develop more hypocrites than anythin t's happened since th' F o Th' high: are strewn with dead woodpeckers. an’ anybuddy who drives fast enough t' overtake a woodpecker is 3 menace an’ a foul (Copyrizht. - || Gasand Booze | oLt o The man who drives & choo-choo wain should always be alert and sane, end anything that clouds the brain should not be swallowed: I just have read about a wight who thought he wasn't feeling right, and took two €rinks the other night. and then what followed? He only took two drinks. he said, of bootleg bitters, bubbling red: 1928.) < BY THORNTON W'. BURGESS | those young fawns would taste! I don't want it for myself, but one would cer- | | tainly make very tender and delicate | meat for Mrs. Eagle to give to the | { children. I think I'll hang around for awhile and keep an eye on Mrs. | Lightfoot.” : So King Eagle did this very thing. He | appeared to just float around way ip | in the blue. blue sky. Apparently, he wasn't doing anything special or watch- ing any one n particular. But all the time he managed to keep Mrs. Lightfoot the Deer in view. For some time Mrs. Lightfoot seemed to be concerned only with getting her breakfast. She was grazing on some tender plants and th> young grass at a little opening in the Green Forest After every bite br twe s would lift her head to look this w to look that way, sniff the air, and turn her great ears to catch every Merry Little Breezs | that was wandering about. Even from way up there in the blue, blue sky, it was easy to sce that she was nervous. While he watched her King Eagle searched on all sides in the grass for baby Deer, for the little spotted fawns that are the prettiest babies in the | Green Forest. But not a glimpse of | one did he get After a while Mrs. Light{oot went down to the Laughing Brook for a drink. Then she lightly leaped across it and moved slowly along through the Green Fores! ‘I guess she hasn't_any babies after ail” thought King Eagle. and for a ! moment turned his attention to th» pond of Patty the Beaver, where Buster | Bear was gotting a drink, When h> looked back at Mrs. Light- | foot h~ got such a surprise that he n!-‘ most forgot to keep his wings spread. | Beside Mrs. Lightfoot were two spotted | bablos! Yes. sir. there were two spotted | babies. and prettier babies never lived But where they had come from King Eagle couldnt imagine. He had to stisfied with the knowledge that rere two babies in the deer fam was no chance to get one of tham I won't tell Mrs No. 1 won't tell Fagle,” said he. Mrs. Eagle. I/ s, But I'll | eve on Mrs. Lightfoot. Sooner | or later. before they get too big. Il have a chance at one of those babies of hers. At lesst. T hope I will." tCopyricht. 1928.) | Pop was smoking and thinking and I sed. Hay pop. do vou bleeve in dreems? Whose dreems? pop sed, and I sed. t have you bin dreeming? last nite I dreemed I was out | wawking along and I saw a big sine saying on it Madam Jones. Fortunes Told, so I went in, I sed, and pop sed. | Wat, you went in the sine? and I sed. No sir. I went in the house, there was a house in back of the sine. | O. 1 see, go on. pop sed. and I sed ! went rite in without ringing because | there wasent any bell and there wasent even any door for anybody to open in | | case there had of been a bell. and the fortune teller was sitting way at the . end of the hall on the bottom step and che sed. Iil tell yo your fortune, your name iz Benny Potts and your fathers name is Willyum P. Potts and he hasent mutch hair but he’s a grate man, That was a good dreem and it makes | me bleeve there may be a good eel in| dreems after all. pop sed. and I sed. Yes sir. and then the fortune teller held up a big round aquarian with gold- fish swimming in it and she looked in it and she sed. Your father is one of | the greatest men in the werld and wats | more he’s one of the greatest men that | ever lived, ony the only trubble is. most | peeple dont realize it or elts he'd be the king of the werld, she sed. ‘The more I think of it the more I am | inclined to bleeve that the science of | dreems is werthy of serious study. pop | sed, and I sed, Yes sir, and she kepp on | looking in the quarian and she sed. As! I look into the future I see that Will- | yum P. Potts is going to get Benny | Potts a bysickel very soon. b Well, of corse must make a few mis- | takes. even in a dreem. pop sed, and I sed. Well G winnikers, Wg:'mlybv‘ her | ony mistake was wen she sed Very| so0n, | Perhaps, pop sed. And ge got in back of the sporting page. THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON., D. ©. WEDNESDAY. AUGUST f, 1928~ THE CHEERFUL CHENDB | | I ke the thoog pine tree h it's sed And croons so mournfully along It has o I think To turn its into song. poet sovl sadness (AR S.LHUNTLEY It Pans Out That Way. M’ and ‘Jgfr BY BUD FISHER Mutt's Son Is Having One Big Time. KEN KLING Wanted— A Few Bloodhounds!| T'VE WON MuTT'S UNDYING GRATITUDE JUST BecAusE T'M PLAYING HoRSe FoR LITTLE CICERo THIS Week, WHEN T WAS EIGHTEEN , THEY CALLED Me TROTTIN' JGFF" AND FINALLY PUT ME | A PADDeD CELL. YES PA, HER CHARITABLE WORK AND THIS PUBLIC STATUE OF HER, SOON TO e ERECTED HAS UNITRUNG HER CompLeTeLy ! YOU'D BETTER GO HONE AND SOOTHE HER NERVES A HCRE ComMes ClceRo NOW. I'm GONNA ACT LIKE A REAL HoRrse AND NoT TALK A BIT: I CERTAINLY Lwe ™ PLAY TROTTIN' JEFF, THERC'S THe WATER, — HAvE A DRINK - HER NERVOUS 3YSTET 1 oW TH BLINK! SHES TARING THIS MONUMENT AFFAIR Too SERIUSLY ! WeLL 1 kNOW How TO HANDLE HerR — YOU'VE GOT To | REASOM WITH HER - THATS| HOW (‘@l 1 HELP 2 1T 1F T NERVOUS ¢ 1 TELL You THS STATUE BUSINESS | HAS ME ON EDGE -° LISTEN LITTLE Worm [l 7 PULL YOURSELF To-| GETHER ! DONT BE A SAP - AFTER ALL WHATS A MARBLE STATUE 7 TH' WORLDS FULL OF €M - YourS 1S JUST ANCTHER CHUNK OF nARGLE FOR TIME TO T SAY- DON'T YOU WANT A DRINK? GGT M A DRINK? EXTRA!! B Gar MawH. THRERTENS To BE CALLED OFF WiNDY RILEY MAKES YARD DRWE BUT CAN'T FIND BALL. AND OFFIQIALS DousT His CLRIM - SPeCTATORS HAVE JOINED W SEARCH FOR LosT PitL B 7T WiSH THOSE PICNICKER® | WOULD KEEP OFF THESC // GROUNDS — THAT" I'Ty THIRD €66 SHELL T MISTOOK FOR THE Hey BeEEN MADE AT (FACToRY_THE Lec THAT .GOLF BALL MUST HAVE 3 e A SORP BUBBLE WAY_ T DISAPPEARED, (= AT AIN'T THE BALL = IT'S MY NOSE ! waT A MNLTE!L NUM DROPPED e enowe! WeLt, He DOESA'T DPRIvk. Now (F HE DoEsN'T EAT He's Gowa B& A CHeAP HORSE ™ keeP] € - THAT So? wWeu, & How DO THiS GoLF 8ALL GET W YoUR CAR ? 1 Tew You 1 WAS DoWN AT THE OFFICE / Al DAY § 7= To THe HoME OF 7 AMOS MITTMIE, QWNER OF A BUSH LEAGUE BASEBALL CLUB. The o Bov WRs FORBIDDEN BY HiS DocoR To PLAY GOLF, AND oW HIS WIFE FiNDS A GOLF BALL SN His AUTO s e e 1S GOING To HAVE 4 A LOT To Do WTH T \WNDY RUEY'S WHAE FUTURE! BE PaTiENT, FOLKS, AND WATCH FR TOMORROW THE GREENS AT THE CLUS ARE COME ON, HurRY up !! LET'S DECIDE UPON WHERE WE'LL Go ON oL MOTHER, WHERE ARE WE GOING 7 ON OUR VACATION * 1 AVEN'T THE SLIGHTEST] \DEA, DEAR — T'VE BEEN AT YouR FATHER FOR A MONTH TO DECIDE ON PLACE AND BURNED To A CRISP AND M TAKING FOUR AND FIVE PUTTS . WELL SELECT A RESORT Witk A GOOO GOLF COURSE AND T two drinks should not affect his head or mar his vision: and then he started forth to drive. exuberant and all alive, | end of contusions he gained five, in the eollision. And when he woke up in his Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN, “why The HECTIC cell the sheriff came around io tell the | sad detalls of what befell—he'd slain | 8 voter: the pair of drinks that seemed &0 mild they would not harm a little | child had crazed him. and in fashion wild he sent hix motor. He slammed ezainst another bus and kilied an in- offensive cuss, and now the erowner made a fuss and cops were busy: and here he was in durance vile, with turn- keys in the prison alsle. and never, for a long, long while. he'd drive a Lizzie He is the saddest of all ginks, and deeper in the gloom he sinks: his life ' was ‘uined for two drinks of bootleg whiskey: he sees no surcease here be- Jow of all his misery and woe, who was, 8 day or two ago, so blithe and frisky The dead man doesn't say a word, but # his ghostly voice were heard ‘twould doubtless say it is absurd to take such chances; to take two drinks or even one. 1o wear the semblance of a bum eand make the grieved policemen run for ambulances WALT MASON (Copyright. 1928.) The Events Leading Up to the Tragedy. —BY WEBSTER. 1 | “I guess papa don't know how to be | a pal. I told that new boy I'd bet| him my father could lick his, an’ pap | wouldn’t even talk about it much.” (Copyright. 1928 TPEAL T JOr o TS ey s WAAT FREEMAN Ground For Haste. By GENE BYRNES An | Ambulance Chaser. | ‘ ALBERTINE RANDALL TIME BUT AS USUAL HE'S LETTING \T GO To THE LAST MIMUTE 1 e 4 D=1 @ mciunE NRWSPACER SYHUICATE MY COUSIN JOE /" LWES ON THE [ SIXTEENTH FLOOR OF AN APARTMENT AN THEY HAVE TWELVE VACATIONM 5 MY COUSIN DINNY LIVES RIGHT NEXT “WHATS THE MATTER WITH MM ANYY O HE'S_CRYIN BECAUSE 1I'M EATIN' MY CAKE AN WON'T GIVE (Wow) RUSH ALL OFA » SUDDEN *° Py SN EVERY TIME HE SEES A YES, AN' HE BAWLED ALL THE TIME | WAS EATIN' THAT, ToO!