Evening Star Newspaper, December 6, 1928, Page 55

LITTLE BENN BY LEE PAPE. Yestidday before suppir it was rainy and muddy and dark, and pop came in the back way so he wouident derty the hall carpit, saying, Wat the dooce is that %\:a of junk just inside the back gate that I almost broke my shins over? Junk? I dont know of anything, ma zed, and I sed, G, pop, that must of been my pile of broke bricks. Yee gods your wat? pop sed, and I sed, My pile of broke bricks. Some man was shoveling about a million of them into a waggon and he told us fel- lows we could have some after we asked him, and Puds Simkins went and got his ixpress waggon and we took a whole ixpress waggon full, ony maybe I shouldent of umpdumped them so near the gate, I sed. Maybe not, pop sed. About the ex- act center of a vacant lot would of been better, if you ask me, he sed, and 1 sed, Well G, pop, maybe I can sell them some time, maybe IIl meet some- body wunts to buy them, and then all 111 haff to do is divide the money with the rest of the fellows. ‘Why dont you let the child keep his bricks, Willyum? ma sed. If we dis- courage his ferst faint stirrings of biz- Diss ability it will just serve us rite if he terns out to be a ng writer or_musician, she sed. ‘Well, thats an ideer, pop sed. Per- haps some day he’ll tern out to be a ‘wealthy broken brick salesman. But why the dooce do they haff to repose in my backyard. If young Simkins had his irpress waggon started why dident he Leep going to his own back yard, he ser. Well G wizz, he did, pop, ony he ‘wasent allowed to take them in, I sed, and pop sed, O he wasent, and I sed, No sir, and all the other fellows tried their back yards and none of them was- “CAP” STUBBS. “O’ course we miss her comin’ in all hours o' th’ night an’ bangin’ around th’ kitchen, but it’s only natural that she should want a home of her own,” says Mrs. Marf Spar, whose daughter got married this mornin’, ent allowed, so I ony brawt them here because I had to. And by gollies thats the very identi- cal reason why your going to cart them out agen, pop sed. If you think I look like an asylum for homeless rejected broken bricks, take another look. You may stay, young man, but those broken brlpcg lmux:hzo. he sedb‘ ving e danger too many ex- plinations. Y —BY EDWINA THE CHANCES ARE AGAINST IT!! oL THINK | MWILL PRESENT: AWN'T BEEN A VERY GooD BOY ALL YEAR-~ BLESS YOUR L\'\. HEARY —OF COURSE, CUR FRIEMDS AND AC— QUAINTAMCES, 1T'5 A AWFUL PROBLEM MADGE SKREECH GAVE. ME A LAMP SHADE LAST OH THERE 5 NO USE TALKING RN SJour MAkeuP! YoU RE JsT A BiLious oo Cyruct THEN YOU DON'T" THINK VLL 6T ONE. ! - L BET | DON'T ) G\T ONE EITHER! Wt AL AnD ASK fif‘* s BOWG 5 Cosv 7 P AT STRIKE DOESTT T FTIKE $ToM OF GWING. s TmA PRESENTS HE EVENING THE CHEERFUL CHERUB 1 must retain my f respect, It muhes me feel sllowances For all 1 do that’s wrong . RO DID You LoS€ YOuR SHIRT IN THE SToCk MARKET YESTERDAY? | SHARES OF My % BISCUIT TASTIES™ sTOck. |T STATES HERE THAT THERG ARE TWO MILLION SHARES OUTSTANDING AND |\ Thig? THAT THe COMPANY IS IN A SOUND FINANCIAL CONDITION, NOPE: T PuT UP MORE MARGIN. AND SAVED S°0 VERY WELL TALK ITOVER WI' REMEMBER, WE WILL Pay HIM TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS A WEEK MO GIVE HIM A THREE YEAR CONTRACT: WE ARE THE BGGEST PRODUCERS N YES SiR- YES SIR Il TALK IT ONER WITH NR. DOWERS THIS d EVENING MR.INITZ. You SaD #(0,000] A WEEK DIONT STAR, . WASHINGTON. D. C, THURSDAY., DECEMBER G, OH! SWeET Bapy™ #1000 WEEK ~ HoLy MACKEREL ! # 520,000 A year — ONE MILLION, FIVE HUNDRED AND IXTY THOUSAND DOLLARS IN THREE 14 WiLL You COME BACK il AnD reave A TEN DOUAR 3 DEPOSIT, JUST TO SHOW B You MEAN BUSINESS? IN A GIGANTIC DOG DOG GIVES ME A BlG THRILLL WHAT'S | WELL, WELL) BISCUIT MANUFACTURIN CONCERN CERTAINLY BEING A STOCKHOLDER PARDON THIS SECMING | FAMILIARITY, STRANGER) BUT Do ‘Youw FIND “Hos€ “DO6 Biscu T TASTIES ™ SATISFACTORY/H IN EVERY PARTICULAR! | HENCE, T'M NOT WORRYING ! .u -B Jeff Is Still Carrying 50 Shares of “Dog Biscuit 8 Tasties” on Pa Demands flnl HIS EFFORT To FIND HiS RiCH UNcL WHo WAS KIDNAPPED BY R BLACKMAILER'S GANG — WINDY wAs SOCKED OVER THE HEAD AND DRAGGED To THE SAME FLAT o ¥ o IN WHICH HIS UNCLE KENELING 1S HELD PRISONER He Takes Something ThatDoesn’t Belong to Him! You SAY THE FELLOW WHO HIT You WAS QN -THE WRONG SIDE, OF THE ROAD ? Veracity. BUMP HUDSON JUS' PASSED ME WITH HIS CHEST STUCK OUT AN’ ROPES — 1 WON'T RUN wau! oo NUK f# YOUR UNCLE s FINALLY OK = & He's LOCKED IN THE ¥ RooM ABOVE THIS! WE'RE GOIN' T'LUNCH AN’ DON'T TRY To MAKE A GETAWAY oOUT CAN'T SCARE 21 ME THAT WINDOW OR You'lL HAVE A LERAD P\?E‘ oN DI1D You RAVE ANY WITNESSES ALBERTINE RANDALL HE SAID HE CAME IN QR GIVE_YOU ? A _QOO0D BEATIN’ ¢ HAS HE GOoT ANY WITNESSES 7 VU WERE. | 5Al?o| WAS vfigz 1§t"{(RY. Bur Y, (weu,x aM A STOCK HOLDER [IN THG CONCERN THAT MAKGS THEM AND T WANT ALl OUR CAToMcRS T BE HAPPY. NO 1 CAN'T. MY “THREE. WITNESSES - ‘CAUSE HIS SISTER'S GONNA MARRY A DENTIST AN' NOW HE CAN HAVE ALL HIS TEETH PULLED FOR INS /