Evening Star Newspaper, October 25, 1928, Page 50

LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. Me and Shorty Judge was vawking along tawking about diffrent subjecks such as ladies high heels and the dan- ger of wawking ugh dark alleys at nite, and diffrent subjecks, and I sed, G, here comes a runaway. Meening & horse coming down the street attached to a waggon without anybody driving it. Being a brown and wit> horse without much ixpression, and Shorty sed, He aint running, he's ony wawkine. Well then he's a wawkaway, any- ways, I sed. Lets stop him, its agenst the law to leave a horse run away or even wawk away, I sed. I aint going to stop him, I was always told never to interfeer with strange ho:ses, Shorty sed. Well Ill stop him, and if theres any reward dont you try to get any of it, I sed, and Shorty sed, O well, Ill stop him, wats a diffrents. And we both started to run along the cerb waving our arms and yelling, Wo, wo, wo there, hay wo. ‘Wich the horse dident, just keeping on wawking as if that was its ony am- bition, me saying, Im going to jump out in frunt of him and wave, thats the way to stop them. If you get killed you cant tell any- body I advized you to, Shorty sed, and I sed, Yes, and if I get a reward you know the ony person Im going to di- vide it with, dont you? Meening myself, and Shorty sed, O well wats a’diffrents, Ill jump out. Wich we both did, yelling and wav- ing with all our mite, saying, Wo, back up there, wo, hay there, wo boy, wo. And wat did the horse do but stop and stand there, and some man stuck his hed “F over the driver seet with his arms full of packages, saying, Get out of that, cant I sort my bundles without a pack of kids butting in? Get away “CAP” STUBBS. Abe Martin Says: “I don’t know what her parents kin be thinkin’ about by lettin’ her git married without a trade or profes- sion,” sald Mrs. Tipton Bud, in speak- in’ o' Miss Pearl Moots’ engagement. “Don’t make it Tuesdays, fer that's beer day,” said Mrs. Lafe Bud, t'day, when consulted in regard to th' fall bridge schedule. (Copyright, 1928.) from that horse, he’s got more sents than you have, giddup Sweetbrier, he sed. ‘Wich the horse did. Proving wat its name was, Short; saying, O yes, reward, ha ha, rewudv, and me not saying anything. —By EDWINA Pop’s No Help!! Tvm Jest.TRYIN' TO FOR PRTE'S SAKE ! WE LL- YOU JPST TRY ALKING ON TWo EET FOR A (HANGE, AND KEEP ON TRYING TILL YOU FAND YOUR SELFE - ABOUT TWO.BLOLKS DOWN; THASTREE LY iy A THATS A GooD PcTURE OF Y0U, 505 -ONE OF TH BEST Ve SEEM 1m ANY OF T~ CIGARET ADS - HOW'S IT Fe€L o B€ wa TH PLBLIC EYE, ANy WAY 7 See \FET) KN WALK ON - ONLY SEST ONE rE oot Y, B WELL, HOW YA GONNA FIND OUT THINGS \E YA DON'T Do A LOTTA ‘SPERIMENTIN Y ok piacs \ WATE 1o OV SCODRAGE YOUR SN BUT CIGARET TESTING 13 A TOUGH GAME . 175 MOT AS EASY AS IT LooKS, SETTING, MOVIE ACTORS AMD SOCIETY WOMEN. D TARE T TEET 15 A CINCH BUT WHen \TCoME b ROUNDING UP N A I HE HATES T &, SRR TS ZomETHING EL3E HELL HAVE 7o OVERCOME < @ A BRSO S IR P RIS T It's' not quite ledylike work ™e {|Its sposed to be lots Ry UP WITH A SEVERE WHICK HAKES IT IMPOSS(BLE POR || BOWERS LOJES HIs. to S This always seams to g0 funny — STAR LAD || WE'RE SUNK!' RIGHT IN TH' MIDOLE OF THE PICTURE THIS VOICE ! AND THINK OF THOSE FIFTEEN LIONT 23| ITTING ARCUND EATING HE WONT DE ABLE TO Say A WORD TO You HISY. RosE — HES LOST HIS VOICE, AND THE DR SAYS HELL BE weeks GETTING 1T BACK; TUT CONSOLE HIt Adp TRY To CHeeR Mt UP! AH! THE DeaR Boy!! 1 SHALL HOLD HIS HAND AND STROKE HIS FEVERED BROW — more denteel To live on other An Angel of Mercy. | FoR ME AND NouR PAPA, BUD WouLD BE DRWNNG A TRUCK . EROM ME, cicgRo, TO ReEFUSE TO AID A BUDDING GENIUS. SURE IN SOFT Just DRAWING You AND POP. A CARTOONIST WHeN T GRow UP, Would ‘You MIVD LETTING ME MAKE A SKeTcH OF You FoR PRACTISE? WAL.WAL, HERE { coMes T 316 @amE DIDVA HAVE AN ek ? ) By S.LHUNTLEY A Harey Better Late WHo Neeps A TickeT ¥ T'LL JUST WALK IN GO ABouT ~NoOVR Business NOW, JGEF. Tt THRSVGH » RABTS THICK THIS Phivle e Tun e o O wWMertites IM SOME _SHOPPER ! You Just oo AT TRESE || YouR NOSE SHOULD SEE THE' BARGAIN FoR onLy ¥ 18.50 || 15 FAIERY 1 GOT IN GOLF TROUSERS AIOTHER. ’ N LAR N RITHMETIC FAILURE! s YEACHER BAWLED By GENE DYRNES Extension NO, MISS FLOPPY ! IT_WOULD HURT H THAN IT DIDME ! - DI FATH PR el R iR e b A ALBERTINE RANDALL Dad Had to Lay Down His Arms. TWENY-EIGHT SIXTY-FOUR NINE'Y-SIX, A YES, BuT 1T Don'T Look HUMAN! T THINK Ll PUT A TAIL oN T AND CALL IT A DOG! ME AN 1N TH THIRD PLACE MY NAME AINT MAGGIE J THIS (S AGAINST THe LAW! \ I'M GONNA REPORT YoU To THE BUILDING AUTHORITIES FOR USING THE NTRANCE Keuline- » SO HELP ME 00G, 1 FORGOT 1o GET “THe ONERCOAT /