Evening Star Newspaper, March 23, 1929, Page 23

THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON. mong the Folks in History.—By Gaar Williams | [ e Pt itery— G il | FPAD T A RRTY HORSE LIKES POVS KAEW SOMETHING ABOU) HORSES = SPECIALLY ONE. BEDTIME STORIES BY THORNTON W'. BURGESS Gentleman Jimmy. The tender hearted never quail, Nor let the hand of merey fail Farmer Brown's Boy. There was great excitement up at Farmer Brown's. heard Bowser barking excitedly out in | the doagyard and had come to the door to see what it was all about. “My| Jand!” exclaimed Mother Brown, and hastily stcpped back. Standing on the | doorstep ard looking up at her in the most mournful way was Jimmy Skunk, with a small glass jar fast on his head. Now, Mother Brown has one of the| kindest hearts in the world. She had | HE WALKED RIGHT INTO THE HOUSE. stepped back hurriedly because she had been startled. forward again. with Jimmy Skunk. friends. ‘They were old “You poor thing!” said Mother Trown. “If you were not such a per- {>ct gentleman I might be afraid. But I'm not afraid. How under the sun \so he had headed straight for Farmer | Brown’s, It had been a long trip and a hard trip and Jimmy was tired. But | now he felt that something would be | done for him. “Hello, what's going on here!" ex- | Mother Brown had | claimed Farmer Brown's Boy. who had | just come around the corner of the | house. | “Your friend, Jimmy Skunk, has got | himself in trouble, and I do believe he | has come to us to get him out of it,” replied Mother Brown. “Of course, he has said Farmer | Brown's Boy. “and we have got to gr'i him out of it. He stooped over and gently picked Jimmy up. Jimmy made no_protest whatever. Farmer Brown's Boy sat down on the doorstep, holding Jimmy in his arms. Then he took hold of that jar and tried to pull it off Jimmy's head. But it wouldn't come off. It had gone on, but it wouldn't come off. “I want the hammer,” sald Farmer Brown's Boy. | “You are not going to break that jar | on his head, are you?” demanded Moth- er Brown. | “That's just what I'm going to do,” replied Farmer Brown's Boy. Mother Brown looked doubtful afraid you'll get in trouble, Sor . “If you are going to try & like that, you'd better take him away from the house. I'm afraid Jimmy won't understand and will use that spray-gun of his. I don't want the house filled with that dreadful smell.” “Jimmy won't use that spray-gun.” said Farmer Brown's Boy. “If he didn’t | trust us, he wouldn’t have come all the | way here looking for help. Just you get me the hammer.” | 8o Mother Brown went for the ham- mer. Farmer Brown's Boy wrapped & But now she stepped | piece of burlap around the jar, includ- She was acquainted | ing Jimmy's head, of course. Then with the hammer he struck a quick, sharp Jimmy had even been in her | blow, hard enough to break the glass, n and made himself at home but not hard enough to hurt Jimmy They heard the glass break. Farmer Brown's Boy opened the piece of burlap and there was Jimmy Skunk free. He | looked up at Farmer Brown's Boy in G BY Havware Making It Perfectly Proper. It Seems Jeff Just Can’t Get Along With the Big Bozo. THE CHEERFUL CHERV® [ love the gooky mud of spring — It once was dust.all dull and dry But now 1t gleams By with litie pools. Pop MOMAND Ketlesting pietures Scared— of the shy. . N-o-o, Just s Nervous. WHAT'S COME OUER You, O A CONVERSATISN AND You IMITATE CAL COOLIDGE! el atiod o — LT ROUGHHOUSE RWLEY IN JAIL! BOXER ARRE STED TRYING To RIDE ON STREET (A WiTHoUT PAYING FARE ¢ so! D0 You BELIEVE i GriosTSH CONVERSING WiTH JCEEZ T TRY T CARRY /| YOU EVENTUALLY LGADS T™> AN ARGUMENT, THEN I GET CROWNED. Hence, ERoM pow _| on SiLENCE 1S MY MoTTO! D. C. SATURDAY, 1929. Can YoU DEAT THAT FEROCIOUS DOG ABSOLUTELY DROPPING OUT OF 3IGHT LAST NIGHT IN THIT House? You KNOW THERE ARE NO GHOSTS — WHAT IS THIT THING N MARCH 23, L DON'T KNOW Joue, BUT 1 Do KNOW THAT Im GOING TO GET A Ble DETECTIVE AGENCY ON THE JoB AND FIND ouT. i I'LL LOOK ONE UP I HINGS ARE BEGINNING TO LOOK Serious AT VAN VELTEN MANOR ! ITs QuiTE GVIDENT THAT THE Ve VELTeN GHOsT" 13 SHRewD, || CLEVER, AND NOT { To B€ EASILY CAUGHT ! GEE! THAT'S FUNNY - T CoulD PECULIAR CLICK. IN THIS Room ! JUST A LITTLE FAVOR PoPPeR - CALY 1 BET MAYBE THATS IT . THAT SUITS ME: IN FACT, T THINK I'LL QUIT ASSOCIATING WITH You AND BOOST MY SoclAL BATTING AUGRAGG! YoU'RE NOBODY ANYWAY! JUST A LITTLE BUM, THASS ALL! "ALFALFA CIGARETTES 1ARE A NIFTY sproke’ 2 SIGNED . GETITING ALONG WITH 'Lt Fix THAT KID FoR // BEATING \T AWAY FRoM ST.Lous RFTER 1 ARRANGEDL A CHAMPWNSHIP MATCH FoR Him ! HE CAN'T RUN OUT ON Mt LIKE THRT! 1t FOLLOWED HIM To THis TowN JusT To BRING HIM WELL HE'S SENTENCED To TEN DAY, BUT As LONG As You WANT To TAKE HIM BRUC To ST Lous - T RELERSE HIM' OFFICER - SHOW L_mMR RILEY To CELL 14 b WON'T HE BE SORE wHEN I HE HEARS | 1 CAME To b NO WONDER 1 HAD A JOB FINDING HIM did you get that jar on vour head? | the most grateful way, as much as to I suppose there was a little bit of | say, “Thank you." Then JFarmer something in there that smelled good, Brown's Boy put him down. What do KEN KLING 50 you poked your head in after it. The question now is. what are we going to | ¢ about it? I do believe you came | s'raight here seeking help.” i She was right about that, as you and | I know. no one could help him but one of those two-legged creatures called humans, and ' you think Jimmy did? He walked straight into the house and began to drink from a saucer of milk that be- longed to Black Pussy the Cat. “T told you Jimmy was a gentleman.” Jimmy had understood that i said Farmer Brown's Boy. And Farmer Brown's Boy was quite right. (Copyright, 1920.) The Daily Cross-Word Puzzle (Copyright. 1920.) | Across. 1. Former English coin. 6. Residences 11. Frame used for climbing plants. 13. Imaginative novel, 15. Small rope used as the rung of & ladder. Gospel. 7. Busy insect . Destroyer of social distinctions. Literary seraps Rod used in pool. Sum Obtain 24. Choose by vote. 7. Place. Cubic unit of metric measure, Overpowered by emotion. 4 Strong. e A wing ® Anglo-Saxon money. Add as supplementary. Pamper. Wooded plants 3. Uncle Tom's favorite, 5. Those who foretell Sin Hymn. Hole Crimson. . Gods ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S PUZZLE. . Masculine name. 55. Highest mountain in United States. 57. Fraudulent voter, . Thing. | 60. Repairs. | 61. Auctions. 62. Joints of a stem. Down, . 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