Evening Star Newspaper, August 15, 1928, Page 40

10 ' BEDTIME A Tail for a Sail Who trusts his fortune to a_ sail Should not forget that winds do_fail Mother West Wind Chatterer the Red Squirrel sat on the roof of the house of Paddy the Beaver and looked longingly over at the shore. Somehow or other he didn't want to swim. No, sir. he didn’t want to swim. He had had all the swim- ming he desired But T guess I've gof t0." whimpered I can't fiv. And the only get ashore is to fly or swim n see 1ad quite recovered his NEARER AND NEARER THE LITTLE LOG DREW TO THE SHORE. e first sign e under that d before. Oh. dear. I gs. I don't want to d I can't fiy. and here I am o me as if 1 shall have to stay a while then his es brightened. Yes air, his eves brightened. There was a nall floating a short distance | away. If only he could get on that and then get the M ittle Breeses to blow it ashore. he would be able to Abe Martin Says: “He wuz all right up ' th’ 9th hole.” | said little Gertie Mopps, when some- | buddy asked her how her gran'paw wuz If ther's any thrill in slippin’ up on | s ovin' couple an’ stealin’ a wrist| watch, an’ vanity case, an’ mebbe $1.30. | some fellers are mighty easily thrilled. (Copyrizht. 1928 -4 < | No Damages © s . 1 was crossing Market street on my large but shapely feet when catastro- phe complete bore me down: Hiram Heck the careless cuss. who is always in some fuss. hit me with the worst old bus in this town. With contusions on my face and my joints all out of place. T believed it a disgrace. and a shame: but when Lawyer Jenkins cried *Make him pay you for your hide—sue for damages.” I sighed. “Not st that game! I am feeling sore and raw with a busted leg and jaw, but I will not go to law ritie I'm sane: better to endure my hurt and forget my ruined shirt than o sue that blamed old squirt, I main- | tain. If in o I told my tale Hiram's t fail to insist that I Heck: 1 was walking ng up the right of d Hiram's dray to now are sprung s unslung and the ga: bung in the crash; if the land. let the jury be called on to outhand 1f the case I chance to rin, for there's justice understand T Iots of cash 1, 1 would wear no cheerful peal to t'other o lawyers snort the slowest t wing. and i for my g ere the fi far STORIES BY THORNTON ®'. BURGESS house without Looking Reddy's swimming and without flying | up the pond he saw a ripple coming | escape from down across it. He knew what that ripple meant. It meant that the Merry Little Breezes and Old Mother West Wind were coming. Sure enough, in a few moments they began to rumple up | his hair. Chatterer glanced over at | that little log. The ripple was llvplng’ | against it. That log was coming nearer. Yes, sir. that log was coming nearer. | Chatterer's eves brightened. He went | down close to the water's edge on the side nearest that log. There he waited | and watched and tried to be patient, | That log moved very slowly. Some- times it seemed to Chatterer that it | didn't move at all. But it did. And. little by little, little by little, it drifted | nearer Carefully Chatterer measured the di.- tance. Then he glanced all around this way. that way, and the other way to be sure that Redtail or any other enemy was nowhere in sight. Then he jumped Tt was a very good jump. He | landed lightly on that little log. The Merry Little Breezes danced around | him and tweaked his whiskers. Chat- terer promptly hoisted his tail. Straigit | up he held it against his back Blow!" he cried. “Blow!" The Merry Little Breezes blew. blew harder and harder. began to move. It moved faster and | faster. This doesn’t ‘mean that it moved very fast. because it didn't. A | log couldn't move very fast. But it moved slowly forward. The ripples | lapped against it and the water washed | over it and wet Chatterer's feet. But Chatterer didn't mind. He was cline- ing fast with his sharp claws. “Blow! he cried. “Blow!" And the Merry Little Breezes They | The little log | blew Chatterer's Nearer and nearer the to the shore It was | hen. when he was almost to shors, | hat. glancing over his shoulder. Chat- | terer discovered Redtail the Hawk com- ing back. He was only a speck in the sky. but Chatterer knew him. He was r{wmm that way and he was coming ast Blow. Merry Little Breezes, cried Chatterer. “Oh, do blow!” And the Merry Little Breezes blew | and blew and blew, and the little log | with Chatterer on it drew nearer to | the shore. | (Copyright. 1928 hey blew and they blew tail was a sail ttle log blew blow!" | LITTLE BENNY|| BY LEE PAPE. today. proving he had kepp the agree- | ment, saying in it, Deer Benny, I am | writing you this so you cant say I broke | the contrack, and if I dont get one from | you by the time vou get this I gess| youll know who did. | How do you like the country by this | time? Of corse you ony bin there about a day but a day mite seem like a long time In certain cases, such as if a lot of inseks have bin biting you with- out stopping, or anything like that. Do vou like cow milk better than milkman milk? I know some fellow, a frend of mind, told me milkman milk is colder. Everything is about the same here but I gess you wouldent ixpect many | grate changes in one day. Everybody | still remembers you and we was even | tawking about you this afternoon. | Glasses Magee sed, I wonder wat Benny Potts 1s doing rite now, and Shorty Judge sed, I bet he's wishing he was back here having a good time with us like before he went away. So you will | be glad to hear they are not jelliss of you anyways. T haven't saw much of Sid Hunt lately because he's bizzy teaching his dog Teddy a new trick in secret. A com- | mitty of fellows wen: around to peek over his back fents but he must be teaching it to him down the cellar. | Sam Cross says Sid told him he was | teaching him to stand on the end of | his tale but he probably just told him | that to give him a falts clew. Well I gess Ill go around and get a ice cream cone now. If you whs here Id give you a cupple of sucks and maybe half, but seeing your not I gess the best I can do will be to think of | wat vour missing wile I am injoying it. | Well, have as good of a time as you | can and try not to get too homesick, your trusty frend Puds Simkins. i Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN. | v to have good table manners. | but it’s hard to act like nothin’ is good enough to eut much of it S0l & GET BAC CF UanT Cor Veveecten & o G | | TeeL ey PR T P sam wmic S ST AT AT LOT, ke Cme s mar€ J | CLAC e ReEL 50 ) 000 AvouT T, Tk . (' ek Ao | o e I t letts 1 s Kins | got a letter from Puds snmkmwbuo And ocean TR S 7 I TR The moon looks stately) et she calmly reaches down d pulls the here and there. wrcann Three 0'Clock in the Morning. BY FISHER And Now Jeff Can't Squawk. KEN KLING Some Navigator! Doc’s Off Direction Again. o4 ey Tough on the Barber. 32 LBERTINE RANDALL Dumbunny Luck! 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