Evening Star Newspaper, September 11, 1929, Page 29

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. was straining every muscle to get over l Wotta Life! Wotta Life!—By Gaar Williams l BEDTIME STORIE Bowser Enjoys a Joke. A joke is largely point of view-— it ‘seen by me, or seen by you. —-Old Mother Nature. It was a long time since Bowser the Hound had had so much fun as he was having now. He sat on the bank of the Smiling Pool and watched Flip swim across. On the farther side a brown head had been swimming along. Now, with Flip about half way across, a brown coated, chunky little fellow climbed out on the end of a log and sat there. He was a rat. There was no doubt about that. He was an old acquaintance of Bowser. But he was a stranger to Flip. “I wonder if he has noticed that tail,” thought Bowser. “He has caught many a rat in Farmer Brown's barn, " em— HE WAS A RAT. THERE WAS NO DOUBT ABOUT THAT. but never one with a tail like that one.” But Flip hadn’t noticed that tail. He to that rock as soon as possible. It did occur to him that that rat was about twice as big as any rat he had ever killed. But this fact didn’t bother him any. He hadn't theleast doubt that he would be able to shake this rat to death, just as he had so many others. He had almost reached that rat now. Splash! The rat had dived into the water! Flip stopped swimming to look for that rat to come up again. He ex- pected to see him swim away. But he didn't see any rat. All he saw was the widening circles in the water where the rat had dived. Flip swam ashore where he could stand and watch. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. “That’s queer,” thought Flip. “I don't see that fellow anywhere. I wonder if he is drowned like that other rat.” - Just then a brown head popped up right in the middle of the Smiling Pool. Flip blinked and blinked. Could this be the same rat, or was it another rat? He began to think that the Smil- ing Pool must be full of rats. He ran along the bank barking. The rat paid no attention to him, but swam over to the Big Rock and climbed out on it. This was more than Flip could stand. Once more he plunged into the water and swam straight for the Big Rock. Just as he reached it the rat dived from the other side. You ,should have seen Flip struggle to get around that rock. He was tired. He had done so much swminnig that he was tired. Of course, it didn’t take but half a minute to swim around that rock. But when he got around there no rat was in sight. Flip swam around for a few minutes and then he swam back to join Bowser on the bank. There never was a more disgusted looking little dog than Flip. He climbed up on the bank and shook himself and looked at Bowser. It struck him that Bowser was looking very pleased over something. “What is the Joke?” demanded Flip rather crossly. “Joke?” repeated Bowser, as if he didn't understand. “Joke?” “Yes,” replied Flip. “You seem to be chuckling over something.” “Well, it is rather amusing,” replied Bowser. “What is amusing?” Flip demanded, “To see you try to catch Jerry Musk- rat,” replied Bowser. “Who is Jerry Muskrat?” inquired Flip. “The fellow you have been chasing all over the Smiling Pool,” replied Bowser. “I haven’t been chasing one fellow; T've been chasing three. And they're all drowned!” snapped Flip. Bowser laughed right out. “No, Flip,” said he, “you have been chasing only one, and that one is Jerry Muskrat. And the water is his home. When he disappeared he simply swam under water. You never, never will catch Jerry Muskrat unless you get him out on land. And then, if you take my ad- vice, you will leave him alone.” “Do you mean that that isn't just a common, everyday rat?” asked Flip, looking very much crestfallen. “Jerry is a Rat, but he isn‘t just a common barn rat,” replied Bowser. “Jerry is a gentleman. Some day you'll know him better.” (Copyright, 1920.) Daily Cross-Word Puzzle . Serviceable. . Ocean. . Mud. . Restricted. . God of war, . Eczema. . Protection. . Merit by labor. Ard . Ardor. . Support for picture. . Prohibit. . Removes by rubbing. . Black Sea peninsula. . Like. . Tl-will. ). Eras. 0. Hunting dog. Groove. . Race. , Very hard. . Face of a pedestal. trine. 55, Heavenly body. 56, Corpulent. 57. Identical. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S PUZZLE. €] IDIO] 1] |LE] AWM IREE] [El IDIL| (L] LIE] Al [PIL. EIN] KRR ER [Si=[Im 34, [ERGIRIADIE] 59. Short end. 61. Windflower. 64. Young food fish. 67. Scrutinize. 68. Domesticated male animal. 70. Silkworm. 72, Tubes. 73. Black-and-yellow bird. 74. Soft drink: suffix. 75. Soda water. 76. Hunted rodents. 7. Born. Down. 1. Territorial division. 2. Tumult, * 3. Corner. . Dryleiasn . Un; g. 6. A constellation. 7. Barriers. . 8. More supple. 9. Feminine name. 10. Morbidly tender. 6L. Tart. 62. Back of the neck.~ 63. Discharge. 65.. Persia. 66. African river. 67. Spring. (& [r=[m[m| . Portabie bedstead. ”.conmned. No matter what I do it seems Il always wish 1 never had. RMeCang of Terror. (32 BUO FISHER A Bean Like Jeff’sIs an Oddity in Africa. KEN KLING There Are Tricks in Every Trade. Ive GoT.To sTART.. A REIGN OF “TERROR ‘ROUND HERE - “THE WORKERS' ARE GETTING LAX. €EFF HeRe's A CABLE FROIM AMGRICA. (T SAYS THE PGOPLE ARE WILD OUER OUR NEWS REEL PICTURES. SAY WiN How Come YouRe NOT GOLFING TopAY ? "GRACIOUS, MESCAL, HERE COMES PA PIFFLE AND-EVERY IME HE COMES OVER HE BORROWS SOME~ - 151 HATE YO RE- SE HIM BUT HE NEVER MEMBERS TO RETURN, I'Mm wiLD MYSELE: T QuT. T'M THROUGH T'M LEAVING THOSE AMATEUR BOUTS WERE CRE THAT'S THE BEST WAY FOR A FIGHTER To GAIN RING EXPERIENCE — IT PREPARES HIM FOR THE MY WIFE SAYS I'M SELFISH BECAUSE 1 LAY GOLF ALL THE TIME AND 70 PROVE To HER I'M NOT SELFISH I'M FISRING TOOAY /OUST TELLY. N HiM YO AINT GOT WHAT EVER HE ASKS A SINGLE THING WHATTSAMATTAH NOW, KD PROFESSIONAL RANKS! TLL BE AN OLD FASHIONED CZAR!~ TLL MAKE EVERYBODY HERE. THINK “THETRE SITTING ON PINS AND AIEEDLES ! LISTEN. ='VE BEEN DROPPED (NTO VESUVIUS, SHOT AT BY ARABS, EATEN s M-al You BY CANNIBALS, IKISSED BY LIOMS AND CHASED BY A SPANISH Butt! T'M THROUGH . AT! 7 TuaT's TRUE —— See THAT FELLbW ? HE LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP AND 60T A SWeW GoLD HOWDY, SaLLY, ARE VOMLOSING YOR BUTTER THIS AFTERNOON THe WINNERS ¢eT_PRES! PooR OLD DEARS HEAD 1S POPPING AGAIN = MAYBE His PROFITS WERE \E°W LAST EEK ' <7 MUTT, TWE GolLy! &N THE oL LApy TOD ME NOT To GET My FeeT werit | HERE, THERE -‘0U MUSTAT] N %07 AN AMBULANCE /' You! How ABouT DRIWVER! 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