Evening Star Newspaper, August 27, 1928, Page 23

BEDTIME STORIES 0ld Man Coyote Changes Mind.v ® latter's twin Old Mother Nature. an Covote is broadminded. You think it, but he fis. He belicve in being too set in his In other words, he can change does change his mind suggests that a s wisdom. Perhaps hy Old Man Coyote D out of trouble. t Old Man Coyote the Green Forest. good. Perhaps 1 hadn't been good had walked as softly an Coyote can wa had_used that wonderfui ld Mother Nature in- e it, though he had his ears wide open, as & mouse atter is around muttered Old Man Coy- nd *I WONDER WHAT THFE MATTER IS AROUND H NY WAY.” MUT- HERE. OLD MAN COYOTE. es after this ped short in s cked for- camed. His head w tested the air with that f his. There was some- ead of him. something MOXDAY, BY THORNTON W. BURGESS alive, He was sure of it. Those sharp ears of his had caught the sound of a rustling in the leaves. Those keen eyt {of his had caught just a shadowy | glimpse of something moving. ~ What | was 1t? That was what Old Man Coy~ |ote was trying to discover. Now, unfortunately, the wind had | | shifted just a minute before. It had been blowing in his face, which is the | way Old Man Coyote likes to have it | | blow. When it does this it brings to | | him "the scent of whatever may be a little way ahead of him. But now_the | wind was blowing from behind him, ywhich made his nose quite useless o | far as things ahead of him were con- cerned. It was most provoking. If the | wind had remained blowing in his face | {his would soon have told him who lor what it was that had caught the | attention of his ears and eves. | Old Man Coyote stood rigid. That is, | he stood motionless. He was waiting | He knew that sooner or later he would | hear or see something, just as he had | before. Sure enough. in a moment or | two there was a faint rustling ahead of | him, just a wee bit to one side. Then {in the deep shadow he saw something | bound forward and disappear. It was |only a little gray form that he got a | glimpse of and that glimpse was a very | flecting one. His first thought was | |that it was one of the nearly grown | lrhildren of Jumper the Hare, and that | very thought made the water stand in { the corners of his mouth. Crouching |low he moved forward quickly. Again | he caught a glimpse of that moving | {form and he crept forward as swiftly | and silently as only Old Man_ Coyote fcan. In a moment or two he was | within jumping distance. He couldn’t make out what it was but he could see | |a gray form crouched as if in hiding behind an old log. Old Mon Coyote's |eves gleamed with flerce desire. He | drew his hind feet in for a rush and a | spring. He was sure of a good meal now Just then the fickle wind changed again. Once more it blew in his face That wind had changed no more quickly than Old Man Coyote now changed { his mind. His mouth stopped watering. He lost all interest in that crouching torm ahead of him. He suddenly looked this way and that way a bit anxiously. Then he bounded off to one side and left there somewhat hurriedly. You | see, that wind had brought to his nose | the smell of cat. To be sure, it was a young Cat, but it was the smell of Bobcat. and a young Bobcat meant that the father or mother was probably near and Old Man Coyote had no de- [gire Imr trouble with Yowler or Mrs. owler. (Copwrisht. 1928 LITTLE BENNY | | RY LEE PAPE. | and pop and my sister Gladdis | a wawk through the trees | pop seving, This is the life, | with nature 2 I bet you cant tell me of one single tree, Gladdis | pop séd. and Glad- | hed and point one ked around a minnit | Do you wunt me to | all these other bew- pointing out just one. Im | a nature lover to do a| be impolite and point can name it, Gladdis | nted to one, saying, | pointing to the one if I had bin, the one next Gladdis sed, and pop | r rite, I dident no- | the leaves. My stars, do you tell trees by, shape of their roots? Gladdis sed. | she pointed to another one, say- | ing. Wat kind is that? That? O. that, thats an elm, pop! #d, and Giaddis sed. An elm my eye, thats another locust, hee hee. Wich just then we wawked under another4ree and a little apple fell down hit pop on the chin, pop an saying, Owtch, Il bet you a pair of silk stock- | Abe Martin Says: Mr. Gene Tunney's engagement is a fittin’ rebuke t' th’ newspapers that Jjumped so quick t' announce that his fightin’ days wuz over. Why don’t women reformers begin on ther sisters? ?" NOBOREDOM | o & I'm never bored, because I'm fond of , I never find the nights too dull ings to a pair of cigars I know wat |and long; while through the pages of a kind of a tree we're under now. Its an apple tree, he sed. You lose, Gladdis sed. That apple fell off the next iree and hit a brantch and bounged over here, the tree we are under is another locust tree, a pair of stockings piease, hee hee. ee gods, the country is full of snares, glad Im an innocent city guy, Pop | oed And we kepp on wawking amung the proceeding, the world seems good and life a grand sweet song. Each day I meet a lot of weary creatures, they yawn and sigh, and don’t know what to do; they wipe the teardrops from their stricken features, and look around for something strange and new. They're tired of gazing at the rolling waters, of watching airships cleave the distant clouds; they're tired of going wtih their wives and daughters to movie shows, | trees without mentioning their DAMes. | ang mingling with the crowds. Theyre My Neighbor Says: Almost all fruit stains may be removed by soaking them in boil- ing water. In case any member ly upsets a cup of use cold water ot. In the case ling water from ng the stain d assists the pattern is pinned onto the wrong side of the veivet it will be cut more ea If polished scratched. rub and poiish. The scratches will E disappear and the furniture ke on a dull finish, ou do not w to spend the butcher's wax tired of riding in their costly motors; they're tired of fog, of sunshine and of | |rain; they're tired of hearing loud and | dismal voters discuss the issues of the |sad campaign. The night comes on. |and they are tired of hearing the mm.; with all its rumbling noise; they're tired | of bridge, and they are tired of peering ! {at dances sprung by jazzy girls and | |boys. They're tired, so tired of every-| | thing around them, they feel like con- | victs, by their boredom gyved; they look ahead, the pi s there confound them, they look behind, and wonder they survived. They do not know just what 1t is they're needing to free their lives of all the dismal weights; they never learned the blessed trick of read- ing, forgetting self in tales of other {skates, Give me a book that treats of | human ecritters, the tears and smiles the woes and joys they find: a book uired to make cup cakes, vour cake in a loaf and n cool cut in squares. Frost colored frostings have attractive in 7 i 0| o e g 5 SCE PO AHERE BLUE M‘ L T O, MEST Ore Ama T, o | 7 T CIMLET. & o). 2 BCT > READ AT wherein a cheerful poet twitters, or | sage sets forth by-products of his mind: | then I can read until I see the dawning | through dew-wet panes of yet another {morn; then Il be glad while all around |are yawning and wondering why they were ever born. WALT MASON. —BY WEBSTER. | | e Boow G ! PAILCAGE A 2.5 AD P S DOMETER. / : READS 6277 SOMETHNG. | VRS, iy srecopmeTed’s | @i, GUESS 1B BETVeR | gev ouT Ao AS; ASPA, THIS MUST B6THE N AT COMD. EVERTTWNG S ) s w “aow. 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