Evening Star Newspaper, January 14, 1929, Page 34

BEDTIME STORIES Reddy Fox Loses a Toe. You'll find the car 1 d T8 Tt s RentH S ot a0 —Old Mtoher Nature. Reddy Fox is not given to careless- ness. If he were, he wouldn't have lived as long as he has. Little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows who are often careless seldom live Jong. One of the very first things they learn when they are little is that carelessness is costly. But there are times when even the most careful forget or become absent- minded, and so are careless. It is so with Reddy ‘Fox. Even Old Granny Fox, with all her wisdom, is careless once in a great while. I doubt if there is any one who, at some time or other, is not careless. The storm that had driven Peter Rabbit and little Mrs. Rabbit to the shelter of the old woodchuck hole in the heart of the dear Old Briar-patch was REDDY FOX WAS HUNGRIER THAN USUAL. over. All the little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows who were not sleeping the Winter away were out looking for something to eat. They must eat or they cannot live. So it is that there is always a great deal of ac- tivity right after big storms. While the storms last the little people can’t eat. Therefore, just as soon as a storm stops, they are out hunting for food. Reddy Fox was hungrier than usual. You see, he had had little to eat be- fore the storm. His stomach had been Abe M artin Says: o~ Chester Pine’s suggestion to swp the manufacture of yeast an’ five-gallon crocks -an’ the imposin’ of a heavy penalty on farmers harborin’ fox grapes never even got honorable mention in th’ Durant contest. Next to an adder, there's nothin’ as deaf as a truck driver. (Copyright, 1020.) The Air of Wisdom | The man who's always looking wise, who always wears a thoughtful frown, like Solomon in a disguise, acquires in time a high renown. This man is stingy ;vlth fim words, l‘:‘: ',hrmnn an hour be- ore he ows no language at the birds, no elocution from him leaks. He often has a long black coat, and quite a wealth or raven hair, and BY THORNTON W. BURGESS almost empty then. By the time the storm was over it seemed to him that the walls of his stomach met. Just as| soon as it stopped snowing Reddy was | out hunting. Now it_happened that, unknown to! Farmer Brown's Boy or to Farmer| Brown, a neighbor had visited the Old Pasture late in the afternoon before the | storm and there he had set a trap, a | steel trap, for Reddy Fox. He had set | | that trap very artfully, for he knew just how difficult it is to fool Reddy Fox. He had set it where he knew that Reddy Fox frequently passed. He had | studied Reddy and his ways. He knew | that Reddy, like most people, is more | or less a creature of habit. He knew | that no traps had been set in the Old | Pasture for a long. long time, for Farm- er Brown and Farmer Brown’s Boy would not allow it. So, when he set that trap, he sneaked over there in a roundabout way, so that he would not be seen. The trap and chain he had artfully covered with damp leaves and over these he had swept a little snow. ‘When he was through you would not have suspected that a trap was there. S “If that doesn’t catch him, then I'm no trapper,” declared the man with an evil leer, as he made his way home. Then came the storm. The wind howled and blew. It piled the snow in some places and it blew away the snow in other places. It uncovered the trap. 1t blew all the leaves away. Finally the trap was again partly covered by snow, but not wholly so, as Rough North Wind stopped his blowing. When Reddy Fox left his home he was in a hurry to reach his hunting grounds. He wanted to get over to the Green Forest. So he was careless as he hurried along a path he had used many, many times. So it was that he didn't see that trap until just as he was about to step in it. In fact. he was too late: he did step in it. But a little snow had packed under the pan of the trap and it was slow in springing. The re- sult was that Reddy was actually tak- ing his foot out when the wicked jaws of that trap came together with a snap. Reddy's foot, was almost clear, ‘but not quite. That trap caught him by one toe. My, how it hurt! Instantly Reddy started to pull away, but the trap was fastened and he was held a prisoner by one toe. Reddy knew what it meant. He knew what would happen if that trapper should find him there. That trap had pinched that toe nearly off. Redliy gave a frantic leap and was free. His toe, however, was in the trap. (Copyright, 1029 LITTLE BENNY —_— BY LEE PAPE. Pop was looking at the sporting page and ma_was reading the sissiety pa%m saying, I see the dawter of Mrs. Herbit Fish Watts is having a coming out party next Sattiday, my my it hardly seems like yestidday wen Mrs. Herbit Pish Watts was one of the 3 bewtiful Siddenham sisters, her elder sister Evangeline married that terrible look- ing Lord Chumways altho after all he does belong to the nobility and per- & than to vorced Milton her of the chance by suddenly dying, and now her dawter is reddy for her coming out party, my my. Think of that, pop sed. And wile we're on the subjek heres a mention of Spider Callahan the new liteweight champion. It seems he's going to box for charity next Friday nite. You know Spider’s father was Pat Callahan the 2nd, a prominent member of the New York poleece force, in fact it was com- mon gossip for a wile he was going to be made a sargent. He married Mamie Rafferty of the New Jersey Raffertys, she was the oldest of fourteen children but not the werst looking, wich they say would of been ly impossi- ble. She and Pat Callahan the 2nd ¥|ve many brilliant parties and were famous for their hospitality and the remarkable kick of their homemade such a tie about his thorat as Daniel ‘Webster used to wear. He cultivates an absent pose, his thoughts have wandered far away, and we e what he knows could not be loaded on a dray. He doesn't join in our debates at evening in the Blue Front store; he listens not to idle skates dis- cussing lollipops and lore. Serene, ma- jestic, he his course, in silence grave, superior to common needs, and no communion does he crave. Most people talk with tireless zeal, and what they say has little worth; we think that for-the public weal they should be ban- ished from the earth. We grow so tired of talking jays who never know a verbal drought that we are glad enough to praise the man who has a silent mouth. And so the fellow who looks wise and doesn't speak unless he must finds admiration in our eyes, since talk has filled us with disgust. He may be but a false alarm, a prophet stuffed, with little sense, but still he has a subtle charm until the angels call him hence. Perhaps his head is full of wheels, his ignorance 12 fathoms deep, | it ‘but while he shuns the useless spiels his THE TIMID SOUL. —BY WEBSTER REG FBS HE DECIDES TO MAKE CELTAYN WHICH WAY A NEW TRAFFAIC ARROW 15 GOWNG T POINT BEFORE PROCEEDING pebce bttty Dbeer. - They ony had 8 children of whom Spider came somewhere between the 2nd and the 7th, and just think, Fri- day nite he's boxing for charity, pop sed. O for land sakes, read your paper, ma sed. Wich he did. — American Food in Paris. Americans in Paris are enjoying real American food that is being served at The Butler's Pantry, a new restaurant in Montparnasse.. Here at a counter covered with blue glass one may sit on a stool and enjoy fried chicken, waffles with maple sirup, sweet corn, pumpkin pie and wheat cakes, cooked by two col- ored mammies from the United States. high position he will keep. It is an easy way to win a place in Fame's im- mortal hall; just put a time lock on your chin and look as though you knew it all. WALT MASON. (Cobyright, 1920.) ‘I CANT GET OVER. IT JuE! woup NT YOU THINK THAT MR, NMOSHBY BEING IN 0S P_HEGINIS DONT YOU THINK (TS STRANGE MR. MUSHBY PAYING cheerful uplift dope,| I like the cold crexm labels best— They really Fill my e with | You Said It I DON'T CARE ABOVT THe DeTAILS: I WANT To know WHAT TOWN I'mNe (e I WISH I HAD HALE OF THAT LOAD: He's BROTHER AUGUSTUS IS JEALoUS ¢ YOU SEE, MY WIFE PAYS ME TEN BUCKS A Weex ALIMONY ON COADITION THAT I STAY AWAY FROM Home. You'Re AT FIETY - SEVENTH STREET AND FIE™ Avenve: BRAVO, OLD CHAP B YID FROM A YOU WERE S0 SOLLY a N O e BAVNCING' Y e RAHLY! HE'S SUFFERING. RE P —m— < HELO ROUGHHOUSE 1 SEE YoU HAVE YOUR OWN_PRIVATE BERTH THAT'S THE ONLY ‘PROFESSION . FOR You To FoLLOW ¢ ¥ TVE BEEN WATCHIN' THE KiDS IN THOSE “QUR GANG" COMEDIES — . AN' T'D LIKE TEET ‘YOUR CAREER 1S ALL D OUT — YOU'RE G0INE T B¢ A FIGHTER ' AND TRY FoR THE BANTAMWEICHT & CHAMPIONSHIP. PRWATE RULEY % 1 AFTER I KEN:{IN i WINDY'S KiT PUSHED SIx ! BROTHER OTHER GUYS ARRWVES IN Roughhouse |- NEW YOoRK Is Accommo- | To MAKE . dated. THiS ‘MARK . I'M GOING 10 PLAY ONLY EIGRTEEN POLES — 1 JUST GOT A CALL FROM MY WIFE-THERE'S A MAN 1IN MY OFFICE WITH A BROKEA U WHAT A MAgVEqu Y TS 1S = WE~ ROULD_TAKE AD- \ S AELLO,DOC, You SEEM To GBE JUS’ THE N OPPOSITE! SHE CALLED ON ME AN' T GOT A By GENE BYRNES Al for Naught. —ThE Boss IS Home Sicik WiTH THe “FLL* oo ~ ER-HELLO- S THIS MR. 21S5Us < [: ~ ER-TREALLY~ 0H, IS THAT SO, ° WELL ~WELL— — Now ¥ UE STiLL LIKE. . THE DodToRTOLD NOV = {'LL 'Y CALLLPTHE.