Evening Star Newspaper, September 7, 1928, Page 43

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BEDTIME STORIES Happiness s found in work; 8o honest labor never shirk. % The Whitefoots Are Busy. —Whitefoot the Wood Mouse. _Such a busy times as there was in the old sugar house over in the Green For- est where the sugar maples grow! A couple of busy mice are just about the buslest folks in all the Great World. ‘There is nothing lazy about them. So it was that Whitefoot the Wood Mouse and Mrs. Whitefoot were busy every second, Mrs. Whitefoot is a good nest builder. She likes a comfortable home. It didn’t take her long to discover that inside that old mattress on the bunk was some excellent material for build- ing a nest. So she gnawed a hole in the mattress and there, right at hand, was material enough for dozens of nests. She and Whitefoot dragged cotton out of that mattress and carried it into the firebox of the evaporator. An old sweat- BY THORNTON W. BURGESS foot was fussy—everything had to be just so. Whitefoot thought she was too fussy. But when the nest was finished he was glad she had been fussy. “Now,” sald Mrs. Whitefoot, “we will think about food.” There was, of course, the oatmeal which they had discovered when they first came in, but oatmeal wasn't suffi- clent. They wanted variety. So they scampered about on the shelves and presently one of them knocked a can off onto the floor. The cover came off. Out poured a lot of sunflower seeds. Farmer Brown’s Boy had taken them in through the Winter to feed the birds. These were some that had been left over. This was a find, indeed! The big eyes of Whitefoot and Mrs. Whitefoot fairly sparkled. They ate some. Then they carried the rest into that firebox and stored them in another corner. They didn't leave a seed. This was a splendid start for the Winter, although Winter was a long way off. The oatmeal and the seeds were all they could find. g}l’olgy would have to go outside for other “Of course,” said Whitefoot, “we wouldn't want to stay in here all the time, anyway. The main thing is to have a perfectly safe place to run to when an enemy appears. I am sure that we can find plenty to eat without OUT POURED A LOT OF SUNFLOWER SEEDS. er of Farmer Brown’s hung on the wall. Mrs. Whitefoot unraveled some of the varn from this. There was moss which d been used to stuff cracks in the sugar house. This they used, too. With all this nice material right at hand, it didn’t take Whitefoot and Mrs. Whitefoot very long to make one of the nicest nests they ever had. Mrs. White- LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. Pop was smoking and thinking in his private chair and ma came in and started to look in the looking glass, say- ing, My goodniss watever am 1 going to do about this sunbern? Meening the sunbern she got on her face in the country, and pop sed, Why, wats a matter with it? Lissen to the man, wats a matter with it? ma sed. Why its friteful, its hideous, its a diskrace, she sed. It is making me look like a wawking eye- sore. O well, I know of a bewty shop that removes sunbern by a special treat- ment for 20 dollers, she sed. Twenty dollars, yee gods, I could have the color taken off the whole side of a house for that, pop sed, and ma sed, I dont care, Im going:to have it done, I have no alternative: in the matter, I cant wawk around like this, can I You mite with a little practice, pop sed. And he opened the paper and started to reed it, saying, Hello, well thats a hot one, ritz on the wimmins page, wat a coincidents. Wats that? ma sed, and pop sed, Sunbern, theres an interview here with Lovey Darling - your favorite movie queen, and by gollies she claims that nothing makes a woman look more ap- pealing than a good browning from the sun, she says nature intended .every woman to be as brown as a berry and she says she wouldent swap her coat of tan for an ermine coat. Well well, that sounds to me like a lot of beloney, Not at all, anything that Lovey Dar- ling has to say of that nature should be taken with a grain of respect, and I dont bleeve Ill have mine removed-after all, ma sed, and pop sed, Well, suit yourself, Im off to the bowling alley. And he went out, and ma sed, I wunt to read that article, wares that paper? and I sed, Pop took it with him, and ma sed, That was a funny thing to do, well now I wonder if there was any such an article in it, that man certeny 1s a deep one. Meening pop. Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN. “1 like Aunt Het best because she going very far away. Let's go out and look around.” So Whitefoot and Mrs. Whitefoot went out to look around. Of course, they ran all over the roof of the sugar house and peeped into every nook and cranny. Mrs. Whitefoot surprised a big beetle and pounced on it. Later Whitefoot found another. They were good eating. Right near the sugar house was a big beech tree. It was too early for nuts vet, but Whitefoot soon discovered that there were going to be plenty of nuts. That settled it. They would have a wonderful Winter with plenty to eat. Just as soon as those nuts were ripe they could store away all they wanted. “Whitefoot,” said little Mrs. White- foot, “I'm glad that Yowler the Bobcat and Mrs. Yowler have kittens.” “Why?” demanded Whitefoot, looking very much puzzled. “Because,” replied Mrs. Whitefoot, “if they hadn’t, we would not have been frightened into moving and so would have missed this wonderful place.” “Huh!” was all that Whitefoot replied. (Copyright, 1928.) Abe Martin Says: Here's somethin’ that’s never been tried an’ T'll bet it would pay after it got noised about—servin’ a cup o' real coffee in towns o’ lessen’ 25,000. Everyday Psychology BY DR. JESSE W. l-!IOWI-I Nervousness. Plain nervousness is the besetting ail- ment in modern life; it seems to be on the increase. Physicians are frank- ly puzzled about it. Trained to look for physical symptoms, the physician begins his diagnosis by an inquiry into physical disabilities. ~What does he find? First one symptom, then an- other. His daily visitations reveal the fact that nervousness may take on a multitude of forms. As a rule he be- comes so embarrassed with the case, that he prescribes a trip to California ‘Turn now to the psychologist. What does he find?, Two things. First, ihe patient is laboring under the fantastic belief that he is unable to cope with his present surroundings. In the second place, the patient attempts to devise some scheme for excusing or overcom- ing his weakness. Both of these are purely psychologi- cal in nature. The many physical symptoms which the nervous man dis- plays are merely excuses for not meet- ing the many different situations which he dreads to face. Nervousness is an excuse, an evasion, a falsehood, origin- ating in the unconscious. One of the outstanding characteris- tics of nervousness is the inability of the sufferer to concentrate his atten- tion. He is somewhat in the position of a rabbit hard-pressed by a hound. He knows not where to turn, but turn somewhere he must. His attention is divided; he is trembling mentally; he is fleeing in several directions at the same moment. This divided attention is responsible for an unusual expendi- ture of energy. Exhaustion is the last stage; he has suffered a ‘“nervous | Florida, or abroad. knows about you needin’ a piece of bread an’ butter o’ jelly if it's a long time to supper.” POKER PORTRAITS. —T7E breakdown.” However you study ner- vousness, it seems to be a plain matter of fearful anticipations. —By WEBSTER. (€% SEE-ALoST %9 BUCKS DIDN T L T WeLL, HERE™S 52 1N CASH. WouLO mMEA SO0 MIND GIVING. CHECK FORTH DIFFERENCE 71D KINDA LIKE © SHow TH M5 505 WHAT | WON, = YU KNOW HOW T 4S. HOW SOME MEN GET A REPUTATION AT HOME FOR. YEAH, | KNOW, ypomrzv-wn! BEING GOOD POKER PLAYERS s S P P 1 THE EVENING - STAR, WASHINGTON, THE CHEERFUL CHERUB || The rising moon sends a bechoning smile Down a. silvery path on the 1o sail olP sen., tried and tried vp to her she never will Cotton 11 MY ; J¥ BY BUD FISHER Medicine to a Pest. How Did He Mean That? By ALBERTINE RANDALL At the Sewing Circle. RAISE ANNTHING HERE BESIDES cATTLE T BLOWING HIS HORN FoR, JeFFoVITCH? MAYOR JiMmie WALKER TODAY, WAL AS A VISR FROM RUSSIA \T'S ONLY RIGHT THAT You MEET JIMMIE= (FHe's IN = TOwN! (THis AUNT OF MINE 1S LIKE A SUMMER COLD — HARD TO SHe 3usT ¢ET RD oF ! THANY NO CROPS oF ANY KIND? DIDNT THEY EVER TRV FARM PrRopLCTS? Re's A CAke-CATGR CALLING FoR SoMe FRIEADS WHO LWVE 1N THIS BUILDING « INSTEAT OF RINGING THEIR DOOR-BELL T LeT THEM kaow He'S ARRIVGED = He BLows HIS D. C. FRIDAY, K HEAVEN TH MAJOR IS LEAVING Y FOR OPELIKA! THE OL Boy CERTAINLY HAS BEEN ON A NERRY-GO- ROUND EVER SINGE HE HIT THIS Tomn! T'LL HOP OVER TO THE HOTEL AND HELP HIM PuLL HIMSELF TGETHER! HE'LL HAVE To HUSTIE IF HE WANTS T GET THAT 12,10 CHOO- CHOO FOR OPELIKA! 3 SEPTEMBER 17, WONDER WHAT MADE HIM CHANGE HIS MIND 7 HE WAT ALL SET FoR PULL\NG QUT FoR OPELIKA, TH' LAST Tie T SAW Hin! WELL = TLL DROP IN THE TAVERN ! AN’ CzsioEs HIT DURN NEAR DID MESS AROUNID PLANITIN' COTTON ONCE BUT HIT DIONIT WORK SO 600D. NG SOMETIMES HE BLowS HIS HORN LUke THRAT €FoR HALF AN HouR BeFoRe HIS U FRIEADS COME ouT e KILLED ALL TH' RABBITS IN COUNITRY. VAN, WHAT] ARG You DOING?Z RUN OUT THERE I/ ™ CHRSTMAS HOLIDAYS Sun!! / BOLL-WEEVILS RUN 'EM TO DEATH TRYIN To & TH COTTON OFF THE\R TAILS. THAT HONKING WAS e GETTING ONSKI MY Y&UEA:‘:.:“ NGRUESS ) DeARSK!'. PoPPED AROUND To SAY"HELLO') GET HER To SAY WILL YOU TAKE ME To THE MOVIES [ AGAIN TOMORROW % TM ANXIOUS T SEE THAT MYSTERY _—— SOME ONE BROKE N WHILE WE WERE GONE AND CARTED_AWAY EVERYTHING 1 SEE DOC DREW THAT TERRIBLY HOMELY JANE FOR A PARTNER /N THE MIXED SCOTCH_FOURSOME TOURNAMENT HLO KID! WHERE DIDYA DRUNK AND DISORDERLY 22 HAVE You HEARD THAT POOR DICK DUMBUNNY’S FATHER HAS BEEN ARRESTED FOR BENG YES, AND HE JUST MISSED GETTING THAT DAZZLING BLONDE = I'LL BET HE'S SIMPLY BURNING UP 7 OH , DEAR MRS DUMBUNNY WHAT 15 THIS | HEAR @ LET'S GO OVER ANO CONDOLE WITH WM YES. OFFICER || THE TRIAL WILL BEGIN ON MONDAY! OH! BLUE_TOOK PAD To WAIL : HOW DID You MAKE OUT IN THE DRAW, j§ poc 7 WiLL YOUR MoM VUSE T FOR THE TROUBLE. IS, YOU'VE GIVEN HIM ToQ MUCH LIBERTY! m LEAVE You \HoMfl(/ GREAT/ 1 GOT MAGGIE 1 ALMOST DREW “THAT GLORIFIED BLONDE. IF 1T BAD 1 WOULON'T BE ABLE Y 1o KEEP MY EYES ON THE BALL GOAT witL! 1 DON’T BELIEVE IN IT! AFTER WE WERE MARRIED. | GAVE PARSON A LATCH KEY: BUT | HAD THE LOCK ON THE FRONT DOOR CHANGED /!

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