Evening Star Newspaper, March 13, 1929, Page 34

7~ 1 HAy BE MISTARRN WeLL WIFFENS, HOw R, EVENING WHEN 1 CTE N HERE DO you STAND ond THIS GHOST QUESTION? DO You THINK THIS PIACE 15 HAUNTED? AND (F SO0 = WY ? WIFFINS ! YaSve BEEN LISTENING TO SO MUCH GHOST TALKR AROUMD HeReE THAT You BELIEVE TO SEE A GHOST SUST ONCE! wWiy! THere's NOT A WITHIN A THOUSAND WULES OF THIS Achievements guin double rewards — They brighten the - world today, And shine down the future to those N UGLY FARE PEERING THROUGH | THAT WINDDM SWR. 1T WAS | | MOONLIGHT — SerE AS 1T ToNIGHT SR When Ignorance Is Bliss. LISTEN SoN —ER — 5 YouRe AoT SERIOUS ABouT THIS GIRL. “VEAUS, ARE Tou ? tou DOAT CARE Too MUCH For HER - Do You? “TouRE AIOT REALLY |AJ4 ITs SiLLy! OF PooH YouR AUAT KATE | COURSE MY IFY0U Doa'T THIAK THAT BoY ISAT SERIOUS § CALF IS FLOUANDERIMG ABOUT “VEAUS", ] UP To HIS GILS INLOVES TS JUST A SWEET OCEAN JUST LITTLE BoYiSH /| BE YOUR EYESIEHT ! OF COURSE Tii> MUD LAKE FLIRTATIOA ! WHERE 1VE GOT My PACE 17 NOT' A2 JPORTY A% THESE MEDITERRANEAN PIACES BUT T3 MIGHTY PURTY ~ANOW OVER HERE WHERE TH' CADINO 15> WOULD BE TH' OLD PAW MILL -ACROST THERE WouLD BE ANDY ROGERS LAKEVIEW MNOTEL AND ABOUT BE MY PACE -ANYBODY L TELL YOU FIND MORT GREEN ~ — BEDTIME STORIE P HERED = v WHERE Yap Yap at Home. Some folk can never be alone: Their worst companionship thelr own. Old Mother Nature. » “Who is Yap Yap?" asked Peter Rab- it. Jooked down at him for a moment. “Yap Yap.” said he, slowly, “is about the same relation to Johnny Chuck as Jack Rab- bit is to you. Out where he lives they call him Yap Yap the Prairie Dog. But he isn't a dog at all. He and Johnny Chuck belong to the same family. So he is a sort of small cousin of Johnny Chuck.” “I suppose by that you mean,” said . “that he isn't as big as Johnny Chuck “That's just what I mean,” replied ‘Wanderer. Peter was getting interested. “Does he ook like Johnny Chuck?” he inquired. “Enough like him so that you would know that he and Johnny Chuck were relatives,” said Wanderer. “Does he sit up like Johnny Chuck?” insisted Peter. “My goodness, Peter, but you are full of questions!” replied Wanderer. “Yes, e sits up like Johnny Chuck, only more 80. I mean by that, he spends more of his time sitting up than Johnny Chuck does.” “Of course, he lives in a hole in the| “His ground,” said Peter. “Of course,” replied Wanderer. hole is rather different, though. I think 1f you should get down into Yap Yap's ho:e;_ you would have difficulty in getting Wanderer the Evening Grosbeak “I don’t have any difficulty in get- ting out of Johnny Chuck’s hole,” said Peter. “In fact, there is an old hole of Johnny Chuck's grandfather over in | hot the dear Old Briar-patch. Sometimes BY THORNTON W. BURGESS Mrs. Peter and I use it in bad weather. If 1 can use an old house of Johnny Chuck’s I don’t see why I should have any trouble with one of his cousin’s “Johnny Chuck’s hall goes down at & slant, doesn't it?" sald Wanderer. Peter nodded. “Doesn’t Yap Yap's?” he asked. “No,” replied Wanderer. “It goes al- most straight down and it goes down deep. At least, that's what I've been told. It isn't quite straight down, but it is pretty near it. Then it branches off ‘way down deep, Yap Yap isn’t much like Johnny Chuck in one thing.” “What is that?” asked Peter. “yap Yap likes company,” replied Wanderer. “You don't find Yap Yap living by himself. He wants a lot of his relatives living right close by, so that he can go visiting whenever he feels like it, and that is pretty often. Did you ever see the home of Banker the Swallow in a sandbank?” “Certainly,” replied Peter. “You mean, of course, the Swallow who lives in a sandbank, He always has a dozen or two of his friends living in the same bank. What has that got to do with Yap Yap the Prairie Dog?" “Only that Yap Yap has his friends around him just the same way. Their homes are so close together that it is only & few steps from one to another. That is the way Yap Yap likes to live,” expiained Wanderer. “Each house has a nice mound around it and on these mounds Yap Yap and his friends like to sit and gossip, while they keep watch for enemies. Johnny Church wouldn't like it at all there. Johnny likes to be by himself too much. You ought to see ©Old Man Coyote and Mrs. Coyote hunt- Oh, Popper! 11 MY J&F (34 BuO FISHER Isn't Jeff a Great Help to His Pal Mutt? ing Prairie Dogs. I saw them doing it once.” The Daily Cross-Word Puzzle (Copyright, 1929 . Peruvian plant. . Degrades. . Genus of tropical plants, . Rubbish! . Beseeches, . Emmet. . To take the best part from. . A knot. , Half. . One-fourteenth of an inch. . Inlaid works. . Pertaining to the heart chamber, . Low volice, . Narrate. . A spire ornament. . Girl's nickname. . 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Sanctified woman; Fr. abbr. e | Taking a Walk. | o e e < I take my way through gorse and ling, to smaller girth aspiring, and like the chamois swift I spring from' crag to crag untiring. “My weight upon the village scale, & hundred is, and eigh but when I've exercise I wall, surely be less welghty.” I cross the moorlands dark and gray, I thread the copse and spinney, and see the merry lambkins play, and hear the horses whinney. T scale the rugged mountain- side by grim and dismal passes, I jour- | uey through the woodiands wide, and through the dark morasses. By gloomy | tarn and lonely mere the chipmunks | ° see me drilling; I sip from brooklets running clear, which drink is cheap and filling. And ever as I walk I say, like one who's lion-hearted, “When I get back I'll surely weigh much less than when I started. This sort of exer- cise is hard, one's spirit groans and hollers, but if it takes away the lard it's worth a million dollars.” Pursued by bow-wows here and there, and chased by angry cattle, the sweat is dripping from my hair, my bellows creak and 1 walk through miles of sticky muck, bewildering the senses, and every now and then get stuck in some one’s barb-wire fences. A hunter takes me for a moose, as I go callyhooting, and jars my valued whiskers loose, he does such fancy shooting. I swim the pond, 1 scale the height, T walk through fields of clover; at last the town appears in sight, my stretch of toil is over, Iclimb the scales at Jimpson's store, to note the loss of tallow, and find I've gained five pounds [ ‘more, and anguish mal T Ny [ GENE BYRNES Lucky Right Hander. ks JEFE, MY INCOME LAST YEAR WAS £§ 000, AND I'VE GOT A SWELL SCHEME TO GeT ouT ofF PAYING ANY INCOME TAX: AT NOON T WAANT You TO BRING E\GHT SCHooL CHILDRGA OVER T THE HOouSE AND MAKE THE INTERNAL, REVENUE MAN THINIC THEY'RE B, MY INCOME wAS £5 000+ HAVING A WIFE GNTITLES ME ™%2000 EXEMPTION, AND MY E(GHT CHILDRGN ENTITLE kDS ? ME T ANOTHER ExempTion || 212 CALLED AT A ‘W MOST OPPORTLNE MOMENT. HAVE | ™Mem stee INL TEE CHILDRGN ARE ReRE FROM scHeoL! oF $3200. SO You Sce MY EXEMPTIONS GXCEED MY INCOME. HGNCE,‘I HAVE nO ALL WORK AND No PLAY lSN‘:’:’ GOOD FoR ANYONE, SO T WAN You To FOREET ABOUT FIGHTING, AND RELAX'! IM COWG To TRKE YOU To THE RACE TRACK ! 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