Evening Star Newspaper, August 23, 1928, Page 39

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BEDTIME STORIES Chatterer Takes to Treetops. ¥ a Red Sa r e _ Chatterer the Red Squirrel was mo- tionless with he stared from a n a certain stub in est down into the fierce, w eyes of Mrs. Yowle he tterer seemed suddenly to He seemed have He it d ALONG THE LITTLE UNDER- GROUND GALLERY RACED CHAT- LITTLE BENNY BY 1FE PAPE m anything like 2 went away and just ¥ it is not to miss h as wat you thawt you Sam_Cross on down and looks partly Shorty Judges father cawt him hook- ing a ride on the hine step of a huck- t dar, and the huckster along velling. Peetches. cents a box, and lied him off of ‘the| ery time they have | Shorty aint aloud nd him not to hook one of the luckiest | r happened to him wui Lucky Leroy Shoo- | ne low part of a tree | to get his kite joose, | his leg or some- | a big rip in the siezey gave him for his s the ferst time he and he proberly will r them agen. G wizm| off of a roof he Lindbergs aireo- a free ride around I wawked out to the Park and back with Mary Watkins Sundey. G boy | mayvbe she dident look grate. If theres| ooking gerls out there an wat she is I advize ¥ou to stay there and get the benefit because Im satisfied rite here. She showed me a pickture post card you #ent her with a cow and some trees on and I took her rite around and bawt her something much more substantial & ice cream cone if you wunt to know wat. She was o ixcited at the ideer #he left your post card laving on her frunt steps and it was ony by axsident it dident blow away well 1 thats all the good news.) Your trusty friend Charles Simkins My Neighbor Says: 1f todin' is accidentally dropped on a linen towel cover the spot immediately with dry starch and the stain will soon disappear A damp woolen cloth will pick up small pieces of broken glass Pearls should be restrung often as the floss gets at all 4 the pearls appear 5 They in washing and | iooks bleak and dark BY THORNTON W. BURGFSS Had there not been, Mrs. Yowler cer- |tainly would have had him. There | would have been no escape. Along the | 1ittle underground gallery raced Chat- | terer until he came to a hole in the ground that opened into the outside world. Tt was the same hole in which he had sought safety only & short time before sed only long enough to make sure that no one was watching Then he darted out and up A tree. Up he raced and out along a long branch. From this he leaped tc the branch of an adjoining tree didn’t even Jook down to see what Mrs | Yowler and the little Yowlers were do ing. From tree to tree he leaped. He rough the treetops, his aveling nk of now was home I he could think of. | home! I want to get saying over and over the treetops, | s that would have that hole 1 wa | home! as he to get he kept aced along r iy so short a t just how badore. he had | a moment hat underground stopped | * asked one of the! n't you ca other k this one er vou out here n't either one of you d led the way back their home ‘was, and y followed her Abe Martin Says: | | It 5 now estimated that enouch liquor ‘1l be confiscated at th’ Hoosier end o th' new Indianny-Kentucky bridge o'er th' Ohio t' pay fer it in days. “Yes. I've won three times lately.” | said Mre. Ike Lark. when a guest ad- mired her cantaloupe (Copsright The Road Ahead | —e The good man maps his course ahead and follows 1t with steady tread; con- vinced that it's the proper way, he| sticks to it from day to day: perhaps it | leads o'er stony ground, or there are| 1928 brambles all around, and peradventure | he must romp through dismal fen and noisome swamp; but if he knows the way is right he doesn't leave it, day or night. Some men will say, “You're going strong, but your direction’s wildly | wrong; the course you take will lead | you in the way of pitfall, spare and | gin: and bogies there in ambush lie| to get your goat as you go by. Thix| | side road leads to pleasant glades where you may rest haunts of pleasure, in dreamy bright shades, to| and gay, | {where you may drop your cares and | play { where lotus eaters loll and dream. Oh.' to hammocks by a crystal stream | pilgrim, come along, to haunts | and song.” The good man may be tempted much: he is so lame he needs a crutch: the road ahead and wildcats | scream and dingoes bark. the sullen clouds obscure the sky and threaten | torrents by and by. But, being good he waves aside the revelers who'd be his guide toetheir corrupt though bright | abode, aw from his appointed road. | He girds his loins and grasps his staff, | and mutters that he’ll stand the gaff.| 1 his goal or break a limb, | ith eourage grim oubies never cease Im and peace; he's doing what he knows is right, and this imparts a keen delight, a full reward for all the woe that he has known or | yet may know WALT MASON (Copyright, 1928 STILL —By WEBSTER. THE_EVENTNG STXR, TWARHINGT ON, D. T. THURSDAY. AUGUST 23 1998 GEE! THAT. (TREAT MR. METCALFE ! SO you FINALLY TALKED THEM THE CHEERFUL CHERUD Time Flias Faster every day. Old sge seems coming in one bound . But then the sconer ench week goes The sooner pay day come s g { By Pop MOMAND Al Locates the Stockyards. By S.LHUNTLEY Frozen Just-ice. YES, L HAD A TOUGH TIME WITH THE COMMITTEE, BUT 1 AT LAST PREVAILED UPOM THEM TO O.K. IT AN PERMIT |T To BE PlACED IN THE CIT/. HERE 1S THE LOCATION DECIDED 1 CANT SEEM To PlAce THIS ADDREST — TLL HOP A TAXI AND GO OUT AN’ Look THE THAR'S A FLY N M\l/ \ ICE CREAM! MY HoME'S AS PEACEFUL AS A LIBNT | DEAl THESE DAYS: MY WIFE'S MOTHER, ) 1S LIVING WITH US Now AND ALL ~ SHE DoEs 1S LECTURE ME ABoUT ) STAYING ouUT LATE AAD GOING T’n/ THE CLUBY 5 T Shlidasy BY BUD FISHER Mutt's Mother-in- Law Must Be a Flat Tire. /\F T_SMOKC I THE Rouse SHE BAWLS MG ouT EORIT. | SHE eveN MAKES Me PUT oN 10N STOCK OUCR THoSE STORIES | My CoAT WHeN WE DING. YOU'RE A LuCky PUP To HAVG NO \MoTNrro-erAWl / YOU ToLD HeR! St \ TM UP NEXT AND THiS 1S MY CHANCE A BIG LEAGUE J0B! ALL THE BIG CLUBS US MINOR LEAGUERS PLAY, SPY ANY PROMISING MATERIAL THEY SIGN | His Dreams Almost | Come True! LOoK AT FREEMAN Economy in Venom. PUDDINHEAD JUS' FELL DOWN WITW THREE 6LAGSES 1CE CREAM $0D. | BEFORE YOU) START AS MY l NO |STENOGRAPHER FANNY. WouLp \ ( shooT IYoU MIND I | SAID SOMETHING ) ) - _ PERSONAL 7, / ) ALBERTINE RANDALL Becoming [\ Complicated. | 2 N THE STANDS WRATCHING 7 g R AND IF THEY 27 WOW !! F THERE ARE ANY SCoVTs IN THE STANDS : | DusT Look AT’ WITH i CHALKLIT \CE CREAM! GTRAWBERRY WITH VANILLA AN’ COFFEE WITH " MAPLE NUT* doabisiab Nkt . 3 ER: DON'T_ You THINK YOUR SKIRY \S A-ER- LITTLE SHORY, AN YOUR EARRINGS A LITYLE ~ER- CONSPICUOUS Y 7 SERVES HIM RIGHT/ LET TH LIL CRITTER FREEZE TOo DEATH / HE'S BEEN PESTERIN /ROUND TH' SOULP HEADS ARE GOIN OUT AN’ OTHERS ARE STAYIN HOME WHERE |S SHE? I'lL TELL HER some FUNNAER | ARE TwWo PEOPLE WAITIN' T'SEE YoU ™= IN THE CLUB HOUSE = THAT HOMER ‘LU OPEN THEIR EYES! MG GoNe Such A SHOT, | AN' 1 HAD AN EIGAT FOR A ANMETY- NANF’/./{ Your PIPE 2| BREAK GLASSES LIKE THAT YOUR MOTHER HASTA PAY SFOR ‘EM YA AAA RN AN OFFICER IN THE RABBITBORO ARMY 1S COURTMARTIALED FOR CONDUCY UN BECOMING A SOLDIER.~ HOW WOULD You | LIKE ™M R‘i DISCHARGE YOO FOR UN - . \\ COMING CONDLET 9 [ OH.You_WNOW You \ DON'T THINK TYHEY N N WilL Y'PLEASE ) PUT YOUR AUTOGRAPH REAK A PIPE -ThAN TO 178 | | CReAK A CLUB.' HE DIDN' BREAK ANY GLAGSES! HE HAD 'EM | INSIDE e (WELL PARSON oty ARE UNBECOMING / OLD DEAR ! -

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