Evening Star Newspaper, May 8, 1929, Page 34

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BEDTIME STORIE A Happy Family. it AhShdBE g oo oo —Peter Rabbit. Peter Rabbit was most impatient and Mrs. Wood Duck had not come back to her home in the hole high up in a certain dead tree deep in the Green Forest. Would she come again? Peter wished he knew. It might be that she had carried the last of her babies to the pond of Paddy the Beaver. If she had, Peter didn't want to waste his time there. But there was no way for hi mto know. So he waited and fidgeted df d waited. After a time BEAUTY BEGAN TO SWIM ALONG SHORE. PETER FOLLOWED ON THE BANK. he decided that it must be that she had taken the last of the babies to the ‘water, 80 he hurried over to the pond. Mrs. Wood Duck was nowhere in sight. Neither were the babies. Peter lool ently he of the pond.- This w know, Mr. Wood Bick. Peter hurfied along the ;. shore until he got opposite where Beauty was “Where's family?” cried Pete quite out of breath. i "NOW-N THEN -l oanseims = Y i BY THORNTON W. BURGESS “I don’t know,” replied Beauty in the most unconcerned manner. “Do you mean to tell me that you don't know where your children are?” demanded Peter. “Well,” replied Beauty, “the last I knew they were at home.” ““Well, they're not now,” declared Peter. “At least, they are not in that hollow tree. Mrs. Wood Duck has moved them all over here to this pond.” Beauty began to look interested. “Is that 50?” he exclaimed. “I must have been taking a nap. Yes, sir, I must have been taking a nap! I suppose you saw her bringing them here.” “No,” replied Peter, “I saw her tak- ing them out of the hollow tree.” “Well, it's all the same,” replied Beauty. “I shall have to look around for my family.” Beauty began to swim along shor. Peter followed on the bank. It was very queer, but they saw nothing of the Wood Duck family. At least, Peter thought it was very queer. Beauty didn’t seem to think much about it. It didn't seem to strike him as queer at all. In fact, Beauty didn’t seem to be much concerned. He stopped to eat & bit here and lvmed to eat a bit there, but all the e his sharp eyes were not missing anything. No, sir, they ‘were not missing an; 3 by he stopped. He gave a little call. There was an answer. A moment or two later Mrs. Wood Duck "Kroudly entered the water from beneath some low-hanging branches a little back from the shore. Right behind her came 12 fluffy little Du::ekllncl and promptly entered the water. “Why!" g::cmfidq Pedzr. who was watching from a little distance, *‘ihe] dn!‘x';".hn:ve to learn how to swim!” g d | babies. Beauty swam aroun proudly. He had had no dutles as a father. He didn't feel the obligation of any special duties now. But he cer- tainly was proud of his family, and he showed it. As for Peter Rabbit, it seemed to him he had never seen so pretty a family. (Copyright, 1029.) The Daily Cross-Word Puzzle (Copsright, 1920.) . Respects greatly. . Beautitul birds. . Shows. . Basswood trees. . Spanish hera. . Secured by fitting into a groove. . Man's nickname. . Famous base ball player. . Storles. . Moringa seed ofl. . Indicate. . Nluminated. L Indt%x;mmenz on a passport. . Friths. . Runs swiftly. . Fastened. . Dialect spoken by the Boers of South Africa. . Former name of Alma, Mich. . Feminine name. A grain. . Two thousand pounds. . Long rods. . Open again for drainage. . Purpose in view. . Chemical used in photography. . Feminine name. . Salts of moric acid. . South American liberator. . Hinder. . Caustic. L Ancllint weight and money units. eals. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S ruzz-u. EIrREMANES CIARABIS il NTIALINE . Written treatise. . Artists who excel in the use of colors. . Outer coverings of fruit. . Distiiling apparatus. .cmunolm. . Members of an old Jewish sect. . Glen. . A plane for working in bottom of a Ccavity. . A step. . Before. . Traveling bag. . Visionaries. . Scarcer. , Expressions of pleasure or surprise. Essay. ' . Feminine name. . Mining pick. . Necessity. 43. Denizens by birth. . Issuing forth. . Leaves. . Short space of time. . Eucharist plate. . Sedate. 3 gfi_tace between the eye and bill of a . Salutation. . Cut short. . Grecian mount. Traveling Was Serious Matter. =11 {from New York City to Buffalo must | first wait for several days until s sall- 3 | ing vessel lett for Albany. The trip re- SIS SERMMI | Ecel< NDS| fiflg { EEBU) L THEEON ENCEMSEESESS) SECENER | - about & mont | quired from two to five days, depending {on conditions. At Albany the passenger took a stage coach and rode overland to | Schenectady, 17 miles, where he could (get an occasional boat on the Mohawk | River. The trip required another week, | sometimes more. From Utica to Os- wego it was possible to get a boat for | Lewiston, from where the rest of the journey was by stage. The whole jour- ney, with 'oodm connections, required THE CHEERFUL CHERUB T TP S P S ST The world is such a place | [With w]\in‘ht,bs“s and rattling ecars— 1 hope that as we ° suil the shies | [We dont disturb the ! et stars. Rt noisy (34 BUD FisHep They’re KEN KLING He Beat Windy To It! FREEMAN Sounds Traveling certainly had its drawbacks 125 years ago. A person desiring to go | : By Pop MOMAND “Sweet Kooky” Must Have “It.” | ATS AO usE ME BEING MEAN TO THE BOY | AT LEAST L CAM BE PLEASANT. A SMILE AEVER HURT ANYBODY . MUT T, WHO D0 YOU THINK We'tL HAVE TO BeAT TO WIN THIS BUNION DERBY OF COLD-CASH pyie's? THAT'S THE DOORBELL, WINDY = IT's MY CIRL'S FOLKS e= WiLlL You ENTERTAIN ‘EM WHILE T GET DResseD ? HERE IT IS FIWWE MINUTES TO NINE AND YOU'RE JUST BACK FROM THE GOLF CLUB. IF You MEN KNEW HOW RARD IT 1S o KEEP A DINNER WARM THREE HOURS You WOULDNT Do SUCH THINGS s 7/ WHEN T BROW / UP X WANNA BE A SHOEMAKER IS THERE A MANICURIST IN YouNGsToOWN, .AWOYSWS R MEGWIS LOST No TIHE N TRYING TO GET A LOOK AT MSS. KATHRINE. KOOKY THE “/ouNG wyusuml;‘/y’ LHMORTIHER MUSHBY ANSHES TO THAT BELL HOP CERTAINLY WAY FAMILIAR WITH THAT SweET, well TL SOON HAVE A SQUINT AT THE YOUNG 1ADY MUSHBY WANTS TO MARRYC! > GAINED A FooT oN THIS BOZO AHEAD OF US SINCE we LEET] NEW YORK €ITYS T'HIRE R SociAL SECRETARY AND YGT HE DON'T' LOOK LIKE A BUNION NURSER TO ME! THERE'S SOMETHING MYSTERIOUS ABOUT THAT. Bozol T WONDER who He 1s? LOVELY RoOOMS YoU HAVE, MAKE EIGHT “THOUSAND DOLLARS WEEKEZ ANID IF YOURE GOING BY PA SHOR, MISS. SALLY - T'LL SPEAK TO HIM CUSS 1S ALLUS MAKIN' PROMISES TO FOLKS AN’ HE DONT NEVER KEEP NONE OF ‘EM. YES, T WiLl Have A SMOKE, THANKS A PLaveo EIGH‘TEEN HOLES WITH LOUIE SCAWARZ AND WE FINISHED EARLY, SYUFF!! SAY, "\(ENUS'- WH'T DOA'T, You TELL THE Boss’'Soa You DIDAT MSAN ANYTHING a PARDON THIS SEEMING FAMILIARTY, STRANGCR, BUT WRY_ KAVE You SET THIS STIEF PACE €0 : THe PAST_SIX weeis? Pe- _COLD-CASH \T RETURN ‘EM IN THE MORNING ¢ TS S A TERRIBLE PLANK THEN WE PLAYED CLOCK GOLF FOR -TEN CENTS A _HOLE AND WE HAD NO IDEA WHAT TIME IT WAS SAY,PA _MISS SALLY TEWS ME YUH PROMISED TO, BRING TWO HAMS AN A SIDE OF BACON AN’ SOME. SAUSAGES OVER TO HER HOUSE'w HOW COME. VUM CANT NEVER KEEP YOR WORD T 5-8) THE PooR Bovy Is GLOOMING ALL MORNING' HE SAYs You WERE MAKING FACES A I WANT T PLASTER HRIM WITH THIS SUBPOENA' T wWeL, 'L Jou PROBRBLY CT $18% CHANCGE ¢ WHEN T DOWN $20% WHAT/ PLayine CLOC Kw'] COLF AND You DIDNT IKNO WHAT TIME \T WAS ? . How letcu—:ou-s_l__r- T ASKED. M AN' HE WAL, HIT AIN'T NO FAULT OF MINE TH HOG 60T WELL - IS

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