Evening Star Newspaper, November 19, 1928, Page 34

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LITTLE BENNY } BY LEE PAPE. | Yestiddy after suppir I wrote this| pome to Mr. Parkins and stuck it in| his overcoat pockit as follows | MR. PARKINS | Although your ony a stranger to me | now, Youll soon be my brother in law, And wen I think wat I know lbomi Gladdis I haff to smile to myself haw haw. You came to see her for many years | And at last you brawt a ring, How I miss the sound of your voice downstairs And the candy you use to bring. How often youve sat in the big frunt room | Tawking low to my sister Miss Potts, Perhaps I never once peeked through the crack in the door And maybe I peeked through it lots. You put your hat in the hall with your | gloves inside And hung up your cane on a hook, So whoever wunted to know you was here Had no ferther ixcuse $o look. | Wen the family ferst saw your little mustash. We use to laff about it with glee, But now it just seems to go with your | face | ‘Though its the same as it use to be. | | ‘Wich proves we get use to everything And wat once was a joke now is none, | O it seems a shame things must be like | that Because it spoils a lot of fun. ’ So shake hands with your coming brother in law, | Your all rite and I like you fine, And if everybody lives to tell the tale You may be the father of a neffew of mine. “CAP” STUBBS. IT’S A GREAT MYSTERY. i donation t' overhead an’ passes it NG Abe Martin Says: \@g,d :« I wonder what th' Lord does about | th' cheerful giver who charges his | along? (Copyright, 1928.) Willie Willis BY ROBERT QUILLEN, “I don’t see no difference. Papa licked me for tellin’ Mrs. Jones he called her a cat, an’ he did say she| was. a kitten, an’ I don't know it was bad manners to tell her.” (Copyright, 1928.) —BY EDWINA \ ‘ {BUD FisHER E| ‘ E NOW_YOU'LL JusT IREEP 'UP THAT | NONSENSE UNTIL - l|somesonY GETS KNOW WHEN TO Svoe ! GEE' HWOW DOES SHE ALWAYS KNOW!t o ((Zm NS WELL, CASPAR, | 5w 500 AT THE OPENING OF THE DAGGER BAST NIGHT. | THOUGHT 1T WA: A CORKING GCOD SHOW. HOW D YU LWWE\T? 1 THOUGHT VT WAS A GREAT PLAY ARO TH ACTING WAS SIMPLY T TV e moetG e dvze! o jEene A DREARY PACCE - Gar AL~ St K et WA =oTRy AMATEURISH = Yo \T WAS MORE OF A BREAD KMIFG THAM A DAGGER AND A DULL ONC AT THAT. & DREAR e ( How' You LikE THE. DACGER LAST MCHT, [ easPan? Yes SR THATS WILLIAM every day often it's mis- To make it better reading. Lo STAR., - WASHINGTON, D. C., MONDAY, HAVE You SEEN HIS, PICTURE ? ITS GREAT' AWNT HE GREAT ' 3 AND T OPeneEDd UP A = | LIFE INSURANCE AGENCY THIS {H MORKING. AS WE'VE BEEN INVETERATE LOAFGRS T THINK THIS MOVE onl OLR = o ~ > How Time Does Fly. ~\ SLIM CARUTHERS, VUM BETTER 6T FER HOME DURN WELL, How MANYY: Poucies DID YoU wRiTE TODAY, JEFET s ON'T K\D ME AT A TIME L\RE /WAL, 1 WAS JEST BY YOR HOUSE AN’ 1 RECKON YUH BETTER 6O HOME - THASSALL, I TELL You BUSINESS WAS PUNK! OH! HR DoOweRS, PLEASE [ GET HE IN TH HOVIES " TLL WORK FOR NOTHING — ALL 1T WANT 1S A CHANCE T JUST KNOW I CAN ACT — PLEASE HR. DOWERS - GONE AND YOU DIDA'T Do A THING: TOMORROW wiLL BETUESDAY, AND THE NEXT J- DAY WEDNESDAY. A WITH LINDBERGH — HEW! WHAT A Mool 1CAN SYMPATHIZE ™S BEING A PUBLIC 1DOL HALF GONE AND YoU AIN'T DONE ‘CAUSE HIS QLG OF GIGGLE MILKS ALREADY HALF GONE AN HIs oU LADYS KNITTIN' A SWEATER WITH MACARON. Qflmms RICH UNCLE WHoO ME SAYING THERE CAME To HELP HIS NEPHEW WAS A NOToRIOUS BLACKMAILER BY 1 ALBERTINE | BEAT A THAT NAME BREACH OF PROMISE SUIT ¢ MET A YOUNG LADY NRMED FAY KERR ON THE TRAIN AND THEY HAVE BeEEeN SEEING QUITE A T oF EACH OTHER KENKLING Building Up Evidence. ] THE QE_?_ULT OF —THE-. PgESIDEM‘fiAL AMPAIGN, )/ L Spocs. Lol | FREEMAN A Direct Benefit. DUMBELL DOOLEY, THE FELLER WHATS aLwavs LAST 1n OUR CLASS, GOT GOOD MARKS IN SCHOOL TODAY! By GENE BYRNES Decorated. T'M SORRY YOU MADE THAT CRACK To MISS KERR ABOLT ONCE WERE THERE MANY PEOPLE THE PoOR LITTLE GIRL BECAME S0 SHOCKED THAT SHE FAINTED N MY ARMS RIGHT ON MAIN STREET ONLY ONE MAN —PRESUMABLY A REPORTER ! IMAGINE HOW EMBARRASSED Mean You CAN ‘gl'\“'E worked THAT FRINT GRERT, KD — @ THAT SNAP SHOT OF You IN THE OLD GUYS SHE'D FEEL (F SHE KNEW LETS| ARMS (5 ALL WE NEED! WHEN I GET THAT FELLOW Took A THROUCH DOCTORING THAT FiLM THEY WON SNAP SHOT OF HER IN KNOW WHERE (T ALL ToOK PLACE. I'LL f cHance THe AVENUE To A PARK BENCH ‘AT _GABGY "SuLPHURIC” SMITH WAS CHEER- LEADER FOR ONE OF NICE LITTLE BOVY! IMGLAD TO HEAR HE'S MPROVING!/ & INSTRUMENT, DICK arr N Y By RANDALL | Naturally! D oo PLAY ANY. || YES . TM A TOUMERY, 9)|_CORNETIST. YOUR ER 9 o RO L Ot By S AND ‘MA DUMBUNNY- DOES SHE PLAY ? FATHER HE LOST WIS Voice AND HASN'T BEEN ABLE To TALK— ADOVE A WHISPER SINCcE OH.— HE'S A PESSIMIST ! Ead

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