Evening Star Newspaper, October 20, 1928, Page 24

BEDTIME STORIES I didn't mean anything personal by |Bug | that remark.” i Jimmy Has a Fright. The oversenfident will find To danger they are often blind —Jimmy Skunk. Ambling along in his usual slow way toward the farm of Farmer Brown, Jimmy Skunk stopped to hunt for | beetles here and there and now and | then to dig out a white grub. Jimmy was feeling very good. He was feeling very pleased with himself. Had he not taught a silly young dog a lesson? Had he not outwitted the man who had set wicked steel traps for him? He felt| that he had a right tosfc 1 pleased with ‘himself, Once he met Reddy Fox. Reddy grinned at him, said good evening and N SN N REDDY HAD NO DESIRE TO QUAR- REL WITH JIMMY SKUNK. went along about his business. Reddy had no desire to quarrel with Jimmy Skunk. A little later he met Old Man }?pyo(c. Old Man Coyote grinned at im “Hello, Jimmy!” sald he. “You are | Jooking fine. I don't know when I have seen you fatter.” “I am feeling fine,” said Jimmy. “How is the world using you, Old Man Coyote?” “So-s0,” replied Old Man Coyote. “Just so-so. You know, Jimmy, any one as fat as you are is very tempting.” Jimmy Skunk grinned and at the same time raised his big, plumy tail. OlddMan Coyote hastily stepped back- ward. “You don't have to warn me, Jimmy," said he. “You don’t have to warn me. THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, D. €, BATURDAY, OCTOBER 20, 1928, BY THORNTON W. BURGESS “That's good,” “I'm glad you didn't.” ith this each went his way, each h respect for the other. Jimmy was ed. He knew just how Old Man Coyote felt. | ‘There is nothing like being well armed for defense,” said Jimmy. I certainly does save & lot of wor doesn’t make any difference to me I meet, unless it is one of those tw legged creatures with a dreadful gun. It is a great feeling not to be afraid.” Jimmy's course led him along th~ edge of a little patch of woodland. Now, Jimmy should have been on the tch for trouble there. But he was so pleased with himself that he actu- ally had forgotten that there was one enemy he had reason to fear. Yes, sir, he had actually forgotten it. What it was that made him turn suddenly and look up he doesn't know to this day. He had heard no sound. He had seen nothing. But he had had a sudden feeling that there was something wrong He was just in time to look right into the great, glaring eyes of Hooty the Owl, the Great Horned Owl, the biggest of all the Owls. And Hooty was just| reaching for him with those great, | cruel claws of his. H Jimmy didn't waste any time. He went into action right then and there. That little scent gun of his shot a fine spray full in the face of Hooty. It was a good thing for Jimmy that he didn't miss his aim, and it was a good thing that he acted when he did. The same thing happened to Hooty that hap- pened to that dog to whom Jimmy had taught a lesson. Hooty was blinded for a minute. As it was, he almost got Jimmy. One of his great claws tore Jimmy's coat. It tore Jimmy’s coat and it hurt. But Jimmy didn't think about that then. For once in his lifz h: moved quickly. He knew that Hooty, unlike the foolish young dog, would not be driven away by that scent. He knew that Hooty, just as soon as he could see again, would be after him. And so Jimmy ran. Then he wished he were not so fat. In no time at all he was cut of breath and puffing, but still he ran. Just ahead of him was a corn- field, and the corn had been cut and was standing in shocks. He dodged around one of these just as Hooty swooped once more. Hooty missed, for h> couldn’t see any too well yet. Jimmy found an opening among the corn- stalks and crept in. There he lay, per- feetly still. said Jimmy. (Copyright. 1928.) LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. Sid Hunt and Sam Cross had a fearse argewment outside of Sids house this afternoon ending in a fite, ony insted of fighting for real they just started to wressle mad to make it less dangerous, and after about 5 minnits they was both so out of breth all they could do ‘was just stand there and breethe hard at each other, Sid saying, You think your somebody grate, dont you? Compared to you I am, but that aint saying much, Sam sed. Being a good anser, and Sid sed, Well {ust for that for 2 pins Id get my big rother Fred to give you such a slap you'd think you was inside out. O is that so? Sam sed. Well for a %n and a half Id get my big brother illie to give you such a poke in the snoot you'd think you was in a hos- pittle, and wen you found out you ‘wasent you'd wish you was, he sed, and Sid sed, Dont make me laff, my brother Fred could lick your brother so easy it would be like taking candy away from & baby. Yes you dont say so, well your brother would be the baby, thats the ony dif- frents, ha ha, Sam sed. Wich just then Sids brother Fred came out of the house, and who came around the corner wisseling but Sams brother Willie, Sid saying, Hay Fred this guy wants to say his brother Willie can lick you. Sure he can, Pred sed, and Sam sed to his brother, Hay Willie, heres a guy says his brother Willle can wipp you with one hand easy as a bean. I admit it, he’s a tufl berd, Willie sed. How about you, Fred, wats you say to shooting a little billiards before suppir? and Fred sed, Im on, lets go. ‘Wich they started to, both wisseling, the result being that Sam and Sid grabbed a hold of each other once more and kepp on wresseling till they was both out of breth agen. Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN. “I could of been captain of our pirate crew, but I didn't know any cuss words except ‘crimenently’ an’ ‘gee whilikins’ an’ ‘perpendicular’.” (Copyright. 1 The Thrill That Comes Once in a Lifetime—By Websler.l Abe Martin Says: “I knowed he wuz makin' money, but I didn't know he wuz rich,” said Lafe Bud, when he heard Mrs. Tilford Moots nephew wuz askin’ fer a divorce. (Copyright, 1928.) o—— o h 3 [ | The Indxgnant Man || e o A chronic state of indignation is what is wrong with Richard Roe; he never feels the blithe elation that optimistic people know. Whenever he reads the daily papers he finds a tale that wrings his heart, some politicians cutting ca- pers that may upset our apple-cart. The way the grafters get our money disturbs his soul by day and night; he is no timid-hearted bunny—he'll fight the grafters left and right. He reads the city council’s doing, disbursing tax- worn people’s kale, and he declares, with loud pesarewings, that all those men | should be in jail. There's always some- | thing to excite him, some dark abuse | is here or there, some public blunder- ings affright him, and so he raves and rends his hair. So Richard’s face is seamed and haggard, his hair is gray, his eyes are dim; he crawls along like any laggard, for wrath's exhausted all his vim. We older lads are feeling nifty, because we do not fume or fuss; and he’s an old, old man at 50, his in- dignation's made him thus. It's good to spend some time resenting such evils as our eyes behold; it's wise to spend some time lamenting the virtues we ad- mired of old. It's fine to do some small reforming, to make this earth a better globe; but there's no sense in always storming, and putting ashes on one’s robe. It's better far to sing and twitter, and let some age-old evils slide, than to bz harsh and mad and bitter, with har- pons aimed at every hide. A grievance lives, we cannot steer it aside with any rigmarole; and indignation warps the spirit and sours the current of the soul. WALT MASON. (Copyright. 1928.) HEH! HeR! vew SURE DV PUT OME RIGHT SMmack. over TH' PLATE THET Time, OHiC « ©CG MY CATS €F Vew D1omT! WHEN THE VILLAGE WISE CRACKER. Pu‘lgavEr: A FAST ONE CN THE DRUMMER FROM THE C'TY — Curil P Pk o (e Yo Wi 1938 THE CHEERFUL CHERUB | Sometimes our friends may seem quite false we should still try not to lose them— THE SeReEN ? If we could see within their minds It might be easy to By Pop MomanD excuse them., - KCn Want Red to Win!! Push Him! Incurable Disease, ALBERTINE RANDALL Dummy Gets Some Experience. Modern Science. 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MAYDE Twey'LL qf_ConTRACT KWL THE NOISE - MR \ CALLED RED A POOR.FioH, GEE WHIZ\. | WOULDN'T me SO MEANN — | WONDER 1B GrRAN'MA COULD HELP ME ANY 1 \F YOU COULD TELL ME SOME OF ™' NAMES YOU WNOW TO CALL A FeLLA, Why— SEVEN YEARS ITCH TWICE 50 S| HE FIGURED Wity AU THET PRACTICE HE MIGHT AS WELL) TAKE LUP PLAYIN, GRACIOULS, PA PIFFLE, WERE yoU HORT 1IN THE, KICKED 1IN TH STUMICK TRYING To GRAB A JoB AS YALE'S FOOTBALL COACH ! MAYBE T QUEHT To START WITH SOME SMALL M\ COLLECE L J [ /GET THe HOUSE CLEANED, LENR— T ANSWERED, AN“AD" To (OACH THE FOOTBALL TEAM OF SoMe VOCATIONAL TRAINING COLLEGE AND THE HEAD OF, T T 1S COMING To SEE ME WHAT 5 A NOCATIONAL COLLEGE, IT'S JUST A NEW \DEA ! TrEY FIND QUT WHAT A CHAP IS BEST TED FOR AND GIVE-HIM R ) \COURSE OF INSTRUCTIONS s IN THAT SUBTECT ! ANSWER THE BELL AND SHoW THE PROFESSOR INTO / SCUSE ME, PROFESSOR - BUT 1 HEAR YOU'RE HEAD OF A WONDERFUL ORCANIZATION & INTHIS TiEr. 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