Evening Star Newspaper, June 7, 1929, Page 43

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D. C, FRIDAY, JUNE TV WeiL CLARICE OL GAL, 1T WONT PE LOMG NOW UNTIL WE SEE MY AUNT ADDIE! SHE SANLED FrRou FRANCE TO-DAY — YEP SHE'S OUT ON THE TRWY DEEP ToNiGHT ! THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, lSTATIC. —By GAR WILLIAMS [ THENCHEERFUL O‘M—l olp - p—— K@N wr? These p:ople who Qet Tfli*] bored with life Are 2lways doll By | Pop MomAND DAWEONE . THE OL LADY FoR THINKING ABOUT AT ADDIES HUSBAND !! NOW 1 WONT BE ADLE To SLEEP A WINK ALL NIGHT " SUPPOSING SHE IS BRING ING HER HUSBAND WM HER 2 you Ay SHES MARRIED — THAT WOULD BE @ NICT KETTLE F RS — Tve GOT A Huncd Swe 13!l OH Dear nME, WERE N ROR ITY Snlcs RECENING & CapLE FROM PARIS, SENT BY HIS AMT ADELAIDE WHOM HE HAS NOT seed SINCE 1907, SAYWG THAT SHE WAS JAILNG T WISIT THEM FOR & MONTH, ALGYSIVS P MEGINIT HAS BEEN AT NERVOUS AS A CAT AT A DOG SHOM. AL'S FINANCES ARE NONE TOO GOOD, AMD A MONTH 1S A LOMG VISIT FROM AN AT WHOM You HAveNT SEEN IN 22 YEARS . themselves [ find — A thinkin For boredom is =~ state of mind. Auntie Has Them Worried. OH TM AGT CALLING AAMES - WHAT I MEAN 1S ‘oL DOAT GET TVe Been READING UP DIET AND TI'VE DISCOVERED " ALLTHAT GIRL CAN “THINK ABOLT ARE THINGS ub'imé;eflku; saaes) W BEDTIME STORIE Sure Welcome Is Crazy. Welcome Robin coldn't get that stranger off his mind. He hadn't in- tended to go back to thac window in Farmer Brown's house, but he couldn't | keep away from there. No sooner had | he picked up a few worms than he| flew stralght over to that window to see if the stranger was still there. As he approached the window he discovered the stranger also approaching it from the inside. Apparently he had come (il il z *TM FIGHTING THAT STRANGER,” | REPLIED WELCOME. back to see if Welcome Robin was around. Welcome flew at that pane of glass furiously. So did the stranger, They did their utmost to gec at each other through that glass. They beat against it with their wings, They pecked at it with their bills. Welcome could never hear the other hit the glass, because | he always hit it just when Welcome did. Mrs. Robin, returning to the nest | she was building, discovered Welcome apparently fighting nothing over the window sill of Farmer Brown's house. | “What are you doing?” she called | BY THORNTON W. BURGESS other paused at the same time. “I'm fighting that stranger,” replied Wel- com “What siranger?” I told you inside 's house,” reto; v T Farmer Br od Wei- come “You're crazy!” declared Mrs. Robin. | “You are crazy, Welcome Robin! I can look right into that window and there isn’t any scranger there.” “Youre crazy vourself!” retorted Welcome. “He is right inside here this minute.” “No such thing!” retorted Mrs. Robin. “I tell you, you are crazy! There isn't any stranger and there hasn't been any stranger.” “There is and there has been!” re- torted Welcome, and once more began to beat at the window. The stranger on the inside did the same thing. They kept it up until both were ex- hausted. Finally Welcome felt that he had to go off for a little rest. He flew over beside Mrs. Robin “Show me that stranger,” said Mrs. Robin. Welcome looked back at the window. The stranger had disappeared. “He isn’t_there now,” said he. “He hasn't been there,” declared Mrs. Robin, “You can see for yourself that from here we can look right into that window. There was no Robin inside while you were pecking and beating at that_window.” “There was, too!” retorted Welcome “Don’t you suppose I know! I was right there.” Now, of course you have guessed what had happened. Mrs. Robin was quite right. There was no stranger and there had been no stranger. Welcome Robin had been fighting his own reflection in the glass of that window. The light fell on that window in such a way that, from a certain position, Welcome could see his own reflection from a short. distance away, and he could see it when he was on the window sill. But from the place where Mrs. Robin was sitting there was no reflection. The light was nob right to make a reflec fon. So, of course, she didn't see any: thing, Do you wonder that she thought | that Welcome was crazy? She was sure | of it when presently Welcome once | more flew back to that window sill and | began to fight himself. - Yes, sir, she sharply. Wclgom paused for breath. The The Daily Cross-Word Puzzle ‘was sure that Welcome was crazy. 8. Attack. 15. Entertains. 16. One who draws off liquor. 17. Obvious. 18. Deceptive. 19. Fondle. 20. Thieve. 22, Takes out. 23. Sandarac tree. 25. Divide. 27. Messieurs. 28. Bright. 30. Niggard. 32. Body of water in Holland. 33. Moved backward and forward. 35. Waylays. 37. Girl's name. 38. Moves quickly. 39. Spanish priests. . Revived. . American humorist . Calyx leaf. . Trite. . Thrusts. . Swift. . Level . Oriental nurses . Sober. . Large bird. . Indians of the South. . Cooked over hot coals. . Wind-flower, . Like a lion. . Spread. Those who go astray. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S PUZZLE. i @» | P ONE! ad ™ 1 well in growin . Burgeons’ instruments. Day-dream. b, Pa. Mexican rubber trees. Small cotns. . Prized. Genus of monkeys. . Salt. . Narrow spade Beasts of burden . Put to profitable use. . Young hare. . Curls, . Greedy. Part of a step. . Word puzzle. . Scandinavian race. _ Reposes. More knowing. . Young hog. Trusty. . Loose garments. . Very hard. . One who contends in words. ntranced. nd of fortification. tituent part. 5 bare. . Went by. Flat-bottomed boat. Entrance. Undivided. . Girl's name. (Copyright, 1929.) | L : | Sugar Cane Fields to Be Revived. | Although the sugar cane acreage of | his country is less than it has been for several years, the crop for the| present year will be greater than ever | before. ‘This change has been brought about by scientific research, which is responsible for a cane which is prac- tically free from the destructive action {of the borer and which has a greater content Where the older stock did 15 tons of cane to the |acre, the new stock can be counted n to average close to 25 tons an acre and even 40 tons under favorable growing conditions. Each ton of the new ezne will give 7.2 pounds more of sugar than the cane previously planted. Interest in sugar cane cultivation has lagged for several years and now it is expected that the activities of .the flelds will be revived, “THAT HAUE Ao FAMILY ~TEeS \WTH BUSINESS! s ENOUGH MEAT AE-HaLWITA, UTT, THE INVITATIONS C GOT 1O DINE WITH AMBASSADOR FROM FOLA . UILL - SAVE FRoM DYING oF GER] T HoPE THE When It’s | Apple Blossom Time in ENTLEMEN, T AM [[SAME HERG, KIDe WHEN Do WE JEEE AINT BeeN SERVED wiTH ANY Food, AMBASSADOR, MAYBE YOURE | NG, THAT AIN'T ITL T AM VERRA SORREE, 6ENTS, BUT my RIEFOLA T €€S THe CUSTOM FOR ALL AH-H. SUCH DELIaoUs ROAST PEEG T NEVER TASTEL AR-H1L AND SucH wine! MM GuesTS T BRING § THER owN EooDL SERVANTsS 7 DON'T BE FooLISH, WINDY= ONE 1S ENouGH 5Y ey -KEN KLING Help!! WHEN I DO THINGS T DO EM RIGHT! YOU'RE GOING To HRVE SEVEN SERVANTS, MoM-~ ONE For EACH DRY Gosw, 1 HAp 89 AND NOBODY TO SEE 1T — To APPLAUD ANO CONGRATULATE SIMMIE DUGAN GOT A FAILURE n JOGGRIFY! ONEY FORTY-SIX LISEN --- I ADVERTISED FOR A SERVANT AND SEVEN cAm( DECIDE WHICH To TAKE SO EACH ONE OFFERED To WORK ONE DAY FREE To SHow How @00D SHE \S!? ‘EM COME ON DIFFERENT DRYS - SO WE'LL HAVE SEVEN SERVANTS NEXT WEEK THe 10EA? 1 THOUGHT You WerRe ! 1 SAID 1 COULDN'T I'M HAVING AND T WON'T_COST ME A CENT! 1 WouLD Maxe MY BEST ScoreE PLAYING ALONE. ThE Boys WiLL NEVER NEVER BELIEVE. 1T—, \ SYCA LuCkK. I WOULDN' CARE ONEY MOM PROMISED ME A BOAT IF T PASSED THE EXAMINATION? GET T2 I HAD IT ALLT | PICKED OUT: A THREE-MASTED "\ SCHOONER! TWS DOLLARS :wNA HALF. T WAS A SWELL BOAT! AFORESAD MULEY BATES ) HLONOR -WHE! AN' 7E® BOGGS DOIN ANYTHR WHAT WOLLD LEAD YUH TO ALOW THEY WASNT GETTIN ALONG RIGHT, ;= WELL TOGETHER!| ™EY BOTH Witness for the Defense. 1 GOT THAR, WAS OoN- CONSCIOUS JEST TELL TH' COURT IN YOR OWN WORDS WHAT NVUH SAW BACK OF STORE ON TH' AFTERNCON OF BACK AN KICK HIM HERB,WEBB'S FEED /i) T’ STUMMICK ~ /THEN MULEV GRABS A FENCE RAIL AN THEN WHAT ? HAPPENED. SLAMMED HIT OVER IEBB'S EAR-AN 2EB FLANG A WAGON TonGLH IN MULEY'S FACE - AN MULEY YANKED OP A HITCHIN' POST AN BELTED ZED-AN'— CAN YOV IMRGINE, DAD- WINDY INSISTS THAT 1 HAVE SEVEN SERVANTS! WHAT A BoY!! B STAND BACK AND LET T™ME AMBASSADOR DINE IN PEACE. T GUESS ALL. THAT TLL BET NOwW 15 A SMACK® THEY STARTED |

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