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[ BEDTIME STORIES BY THORNTON . BURGESS Even King Eagle Is Fooled THE _EVENING STAR, WASHINGTO | oo [T wish T coold get anches of some of the trees mmg} 11 Y whm,t'l’d & a way that the sunlight broke in little spots. There were| tle white flowers about. to be eool — OF POLITICIANS IN THIS TOWN, ID LIKE TO NEET SOME GOY WHO CAN OSE HIS, INFLUENCE. TO HAVE THE OL LADYS STATUE PLACED IN A SWELL LOCATION WHEN' ITs FINISHED ! IT MiGHT BE D. C., THURSDAY, AUGUST 2 A GREAT PAL OF MINE. 1928." TS JUST Lowor T || SevoTz, WHAT Do || HEL® your- you' ‘SAy To|| SELF - AH'! BREAST OF GUINEA HeN — YEI AND Sone Neu AsparAaaus, AR! GRILLED MUSH ROOM.S ON TOAST - AH! HEARTS OF LETTUCE \WiTH ROQUEFORT CHEESE I NEVER Dideuss BUSINESS ONER THE LUNCHEON TABLE — ‘DROP AROLMD TO THE OFFICE ing Eagle had seen Mrs m{x’u«om’! I'd}'we m my ® | with the twins standing on the edge of apanese garden nd and arou | the little opening. Then his attention down In & cortain part of [hag been drawn for fust an instant to| And-wade in the For Occasionally he | {he shore of the pond of Paddy the | § WORKED OVER THE agle spent o n the t Buster Bear was getting a| found tt <. When King Eagle looked back | Who w t was just disappearing | rees, and the twins were wins behind. This | e to get one of them. | no difficulty in finding | sagle did have difficulty | twins. Back and forth | those wonderful eyes of | ey were worth., But not a | " - ' a fawn could he see. He knew | OVER TO "TH be there in that little GENERAL STORE It provoked him ! 3 g | AN EXCHANGE SHORT . GIT g ] : i JGE LFE —AN)' TLL BE ble to see one of them. | « T FER ME P ~ ONE WITH 3 ? LONGER VY, sieeves/ NG e S WILL YUR TAKE . THET AIRE SHIRT “TeLL 'EM \ g » TH SEEEVESHY - THIRTY-TWO 1KICH o S Daesay 7 SLEEVES ALL MUK All he could see was a a shadow there, little B t here and little spots > here, and all about white | S.L.HUNTLEY R | down fo a tall tree on | he little opening. He | he could see better | ¢ one or two old }llogs n the grass, but there re were no dainty| The Tale of Eagle was nosi- somewhere, If would move! ~ Yes, em would move! A wWoH HIGHER ve il YWN TO EDGE OF g Eagle is he screamed a fright- id jump. There here was nothing. gain, with the same aken them back hidden them, after gle to himself. He waited until Mrs MUTT, IT LoOKS NG, TROTTIN' JEEF, Like T: Lose T onLy BoRRoweD My doB j HIM FOR THe DAY WHAT'S THIS? HeR COME'S MUTT wi™ A ReAL HoRsE: iR irned. e gave a_little T'm GeTT X Kicke oUT oF Two beautiful _little babies | L SEvIG W BIG ticre 04 ded to their feet. They had been PLAYING HORSE FOR MUTT'S ight there all the time. but be- SON. A CHILD'S IMAGINATION eir little coats, spotted with | 1S WONDERFUL! THE KKID HAS e de them look so lik oot o s e Sd STAKED ME ouT HeRe IN THE surroundings with the white flow- PASTURE TODAY So T CAN nd the spots of sunlight, they had UTT as invisible as if they had been M REST AMD EAT GRASS! IMAGINE /WHEN CiCeRo TOLD ME [ He HAD STAKED Yeu ouT |Here T THOUGHT You'™ BE LONESOME SO GOT THAT NAG FRoM | GUS GEEVEM TD keeb You -COMPANYL ) TATAL — \ PLAYING HoRsE EoR lesson at the v _Clcero! would not live long ely covered with something. But d t,| had they disobeyed and moved, even | afl | | only to twitch an ear, King, t | Eagle would have seen them. F J (Copyright. 1928 ] £ | o— ey | The Endless Chain 134 : | NOninibicrs s ool et s | OO < A man goes,to some frozen shore, its BY ROBERT QUILLEN. | mighty icebergs to explore; that he will | come back never more some sports are " betting; the days go by, and then the | [s Mister Mutt t and nothing from the silence 5 Serious -\M/T\. g . although the world some mes- ; Q ago seeks, disturbed and fretting. And e Wlnt’ ) c on the g bit brushy right Willie Willis n Explorer Number Two remarks: s thing will never do: I'll have to follow where he flew and save his con; he must not perish in the snow | where ghosts of dead explorers go; I'll | sail up there and let him know he's not | forsaken.” Then this brave man pro- ceeds to soar away to some uncharted | shore, and in two weeks or maybe four were greatly fearing; we haven't | heard a single thing; the Northern | winds no message bring; perhaps his | airship lost & wing or broke its gearing. 1o | Now speaks Explorer Number Three: s truly flerce that such things be: Y an’ Pug ‘Il journey to thdt icy sea and find the HND - — I WAs NoT 's TSt oves - \,]“F\"' e "\“‘c, - GOLFING vt oY R s \u_‘ ANt 1 DON'T Y KNow How THAT QE‘O:}:‘AQ“\: BALL €07 N /| xou®™ 0 O 0 _ AV =7 Cee, 3 PASSED == Tde_LINKS DRIVING HOME FROM THE OFFICE - MAYBE THATS THE BALL You FOUND IF You CAN SEND THAT PiLL 300 VARDS, YOU'D SURELY SWAT A BASEBALL WHIKH S TWIcE THAT ace-® n size, TWICE AS FAR' P A HOW WouLD You - DO You THINK LKE TO QUIT tr wouLd MAKe ) Gowr AND BABE RUTH BREAK INTO JeAcous? HOW DARE You Tew. M EP“E HOME B you WERE AT THE OFFICE oF ALL DAY WHEN You Busd LeAcoe Soolts ovie BASEBALL | e '\ GoLF ? CLUB OWNER RESEMBLED A the butter on the way home an’ ssing; if I stayed here, a pampered man “hadn’t wrapped it up good.” | soul, while heroes died around the | Pole, my name would soon be in the | hole, a thing for hissing.” He sails LITI‘LE BENN Y | away, we see him fly until we lose him g > {in the sky. “sz lHenvefl prosper him!” we cry, “and gless his soaring.” BATTLE | But from the shadows bleak and gray o FIELD KENKLING | \WHEN His {no message comes, day after day, and {much we fear he's cast away where Me and Puds Simkins was going pass | xilles n;e rfidn}% Then speaks Ex- WIFE we opped to look | plorer 'umber ur e T e A N e, neivn. | makes me Sick and sore; T1l journey DISCOVERED er of us having 2 cent to put in, and | to the polar shore and see what's do- f A 8 U A ot it be Jucky if Some- | ing” We hear his motor's loud ex-| Ah! A New COLF BALL body had just went past a little wi haust; he goes, and he is straightway ey (] 80 and put & cent in one of the slots | lost. and others start, at bitter cost, his Profession! and then bin in too mutch of a hurry |trail pursuing. It is a stern, heroic to push the thing to make the chewing | tale of men whose strong hearts do not gum come out so all we had to do was | quail, but what does all the work avail, Sust push it now and we'd get a hunk |in which they perish? Does not the for nuthing. | world already know enough about that oo sort of things dont happen | Waste of snow, of freezing seas and cats | bert 8 ? to anybody but Lucky Shooster, so wats | berg and floe so mlarw T{rTh"B‘/[ASON. it, Puds sed. | v (Copyright. 1928.) BY LEE PAPE. HIDDEN N HIS AUTOMOBILE tarted to push all the push- { ers anyways fust for luck to sce if any- ; it : thing would happen. wich nuthing did- | 4 . e ent,so we started io shake the whole | Abe Martin Savs: HOUNTAMS LAST Sume thing a little just for more luck, and . the cigar store man came running out | R‘o “To “THE SWORE saying, Get away, clear out, chase your- ] 4 'S YEAR selfs, wats you trying to do, get that machine out of order agen? Why, was it out of order? I sed, and | he sed, Never mind discussing the mat- ter beet it, go and take yourselfs a wawk Wich we started to keep on doing, and just then who came up but Lucky Leroy me having a ideer and sa cky, me and Puds was WELL, THERE'S ALWAYS A WIND BLOWING AT The SHORE AND You KNOW WHAT THE WIND DOES w0 MY SLICE 1S THERE ANy OTHER REASOM WHY WE SHOULDNY ? GO To THE SHORE . WHY, THE SALT AIR WILL HAVE You WOMEN FOLKS ALL SUNBURNED AND FRECKLED ANO You HATe FRECKLES WE WENT 10 “THE MOUNTAINS LAST SUMMER WHAT'S WRONG THE SHORE IS WiTh THE SWoee? NO PLACE FOR THis FamMiLy I don't know how other people feel about it, but I'm gittin' purty sick o’ | th* word “gesture.” dy wuz ever so quick an’ hat they wuzn’ seized with in- when confronted by French (Conyright. 1928) —By WEBSTER. ; = — | | | | Aw. Quria WioDird ol Aj}ifij GENE g;flucs s ” > i1 & £ ‘l!mt Page the (i 3 r : ' ‘ 2 Oculist. 1 ARRi WATJIA MEAN - PICKET DOTY ! Tl L \WHAT ARE ) ) YOLD YEW AN' THAT OTHER RABBIT ! ) “lii SR SOR, BN IR e s . DEPARTI chw #l’?’.tb [} SOPENES SEE ANTRING 1 WANTED TeR PICK ! E DOIN HERE | DICK COUYT YEW cuD CAMP_HERE-~BUT DUMBUONNY ? | SRRY DOESN-T INCLUDE STRAW BERRIES 12 ALBERTINE RANDALL Helping Out the Commissary | Department.