Evening Star Newspaper, August 16, 1929, Page 25

STEAKC, CREAMED i roratoEe, 2mA WJ;:S BRING MADA i A CARROT AND A GLAES OF WATER BEDTIME STORIE Danny Shows Peter Something. A joke depends on point of view, If it's on me, or it's on you. ~—Peter Rabbit. Peter Rabbit, like most of us, doesn't enjoy being laughed at. You will find very few people who can laugh with others at themselves. So mnow that Danny Meadow Mouse was laughing so hard, while Peter could see nothing to laugh at, Peter began to get provoked. “Are you laughing at me?” demanded Peter. Danny stopped laughing. “Yes and no,” said he. . “What do you mean by ‘yes and no?' " demanded Peter. “Either you are or you are not laughing at me. It must I /1 147 “YOU ARE WRONG, PETER,” DE- CLARED DANNY, VERY POSI- TIVELY. be that you are, because there is noth- ingelse to laugh at.” Danny began to chuckle again. “Do you think I would laugh if there was nothing to laugh at?” asked Danny. “The trouble is that you do not ap- preciate the joke.” “How can I appreciate the joke when there isn't any?” demanded Peter. “‘Oh, yes, there is!” said Danny. “Yes, indeed. Who told you that these little tr?:;w masses on the grass are snake- spit?” “I don't know,” replied Peter. “I haven't the slightest idea who told me. BY THORNTON K. BURGESS I've kr;(t)wn it all my life. Everybody ows it.” Danny shook his head. “You are mis- taken, Peter,” said he..“Some people would tell you that it is frog-spit. Others would tell you that it is cow- spit. Now, if it is any one of the three, it ceitn?tnly cannot be any of the others, can it?” “N0-0-0, sald Peter slowly.” I don't surt it can. But I'm sure it is snake- spit. “You are wrong, Peter,” declared Danny, very positively. “You are wrol f It isn’t snake-spit. It isn’t frog-spit. It isn't cow-spit. It isn't spit at all.” “What is it, then?” demanded Peter. “It is little bubbles of juice from the itself,” explained Danny. “If that's the case” replied Peter, “will you explain to me why it isn't on every grass stalk? Really, Danny, I don't think you know what you are talking about.” Now, Danny Meadow Mouse is a good-natured little fellow. Otherwise he probably; would have taken offense, for Peter’s rbmark was made in & very un- pleasant way. But Danny didn’t take offense, He merely chuckled harder than ever. “Wrong, Peter,” said he. “Quite wrong. You are the one who does not know what he is talking about. ally, Peter, I beHeve you are going 0 learn something in a few minutes.” “How?” asked Peter. ow am I go- ing to learn something' Danny looked up at the little frothy mass above his head, near the top of a fairly long stalk of grass. Then with his sharp teeth he cut that stalk of ed it down. “Come and Joy - Is in my heart the darhest doy — It has no outside cause to be, So life can't take my joy Away. ll‘l'("'?‘:. In 30 @AY YOO AND ALOYSIL CAME — I HAVE Some Neu: FOR You ! severalL Days ago I BOLVEHT THE DEAREST LiTne’ BoAT — TS cALED THE Sea ‘:{MK —~ ALl My WFE Tve ‘M'”eposemu [, AND MO I Al Lost No Time. ou PEOPLE CARRY ON BUSINESS LIKE U WERE RUMAIN A" CARRYING A Joke! (34 BUO FisHER Jeff Would Like Them Without Compound Interest. grass and pull look at this ‘spit,’ as you call it,” said |’ Danny. “Tell me what you see in it.” Peter looked down at the little bub- bly bit of froth, but that was all he saw. “What do you want me to look at?” he asked. “There’s nothing here but this ‘spit.’ " Again Dann~ chuckled in that Yro- voking way of his. Then with a littl paw he reached out and rubbed that froth away. “Now, what do you see?” he demanded, triumphantly. “Why-why,” stammered Peter. “There was a' funny little insect in the middle of that. There he is right now!” Then Peter looked at Danny a little sus- iciously. “Where did that fellow come m?” he demanded. “Did you put him Danny's little beady eyes twinkled. ," sald he; “he was there all the (Copyright, 1929.) | The Dhily Cross-Word Puzzlei . Bone black. . Japanese measure of distance. . Insipid. < . The soul (Egyptian religion). . Demon. . Alarm. Boe ponell 5. Boat propellers. : Pedal digit, . 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