Evening Star Newspaper, November 4, 1929, Page 31

THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, D. C, MONDAY, NOVEMBER 4, 1929. MR M*GINIS, L JuST DROPPED ‘IN TO TELL YouU THAT ™Y COLLEAGUE ADOLPH BLOTZEN KOTCH THE GREAT NERVE SPECIALIST OF VIENNA (S ARANING IN PARIS TO “MORROW AND (S ANXIUS TO GET A LOOK AT Yyou: HE S DEEPLY INTERESTED N YOUR CARE- — To COST FIFTY CENTS & LOOK, AMD TeN CENTS EXTRA FoR EACH l i . 1 MAY BE€ ™ TALKK OF THE MEDICAL LISTEN DOC — IVE BEEN WORLD, BUT IT ISNT GETTING ME You GUYS! FROM m-mmgcxrf Ay WHERE . Ir TIRED OF THESE DIPPY DOCTORS SITTING AROUND STARING AT ME, AND SHAKING THER HEADS. AND THEY HAVE SHOVED So MANY MEEDLES INTD ME YTHAT ry’ SKIN LOOKS LIKE A PINEAPPLE . 4 T TR T X I think I such 'S MySTERIOUS t Fame would . wr? COME RIGHT Joqfi GREATEST MEDICAL /N AN MARE Tfl HINDS oF EUROPE : THUS FAR HE HAS VERSELT AT HOME] . A ' By EXHIBITED HIMSELF T mpTeR NOPRAG, 5 Pop MOMAND M) BEEN EXAMINED B NO LESS THAN 116 PHYSICIANS, He 15 BESINNING To GET RATHER FED LP WTH (T ALL. Yes, It's a Commercial Age. 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Luckily for Peter, only two|went his way with no more thought for of the little shots from that gun had | Peter Rabbit and finally left the Old hit him, but those were hn}? enough. (Al | Pasture. first they had stung like the sting of 8! yonv yound, red Mr. Sun had < y, X 3 gone wasp. Then they began to ache. to bed behind the Purple Hills before So Peter was very miserable, indeed. | Peter ventured out of his hiding place. He could hear the hunter tramping | That leg that had been hit throbbed about and trying to frighten him out|and burned. Peter found it easier to of the bramble tangles, The hunter had | walk on three legs. He had no appetite. not seen just which bramble tangle|He felt simply miserable all over. He Peter had darted into, so now he was|didn't venture outside of the bramble tossing stones into the different bramble | tangle. You see, he felt too miserable tangles in the hope of frightening Peter | to hop about. Besides, he was afraid to. out. One of these big stones landed |In the bramble tangle he felt safe, but very near where Peter was hiding. But|if he went outside of it he knew that he was wise enough not to be fright- |on three legs he would have hard work ened out. |to get away from Reddy Fox or any By and by the hunter went away. other enemy which might happen along. Btill Peter did not move. In the first| S0 Peter sat in the bramble tangle place, he didn't care to, and in the | anq wished and wished and wished that second place he didn't feel like moving. | he were back home in the dear Old Those little shots had gone Cclear | Briar-patch on the Green Meadows. through and hit the left shoulder bone. | Ordinarily, Peter doesn't mind being It wasn't a serious wound, but it Was & | alone., But he did mind it now. He paintul one. wished little Mrs, Peter was' near. You “Oh, dear!” whimpered Peter. “Oh, |know, almost always when we feel very dear! 'Why didn't I stay at home in | miserable, hurt or sick, we like to have the dear Old Briar-patch. This thing |some one near to tell our troubles to. never would have happened there. No, | Peter had no one to tell his troubles to. sir, this thing never would have hap-| Meanwhile, over in the dear Old pened there. But I didn't think one | Briar-patch, little Mrs. Peter was worry- of those dreadful hunters would be up |ing because Peter didn't return. She here in the Old Pasture. I hope he|din't know that Peter had gone up doesn’t_shoot any one else up here. I|in the Old Pasture, but she had heard am lucky that he didn't kill me. My, |the bang of a terrible gun up there what terrible things those guns are!” '|and she feared that Peter might have Meanwhile the hunter had gone on |been up there. THen, too, her - father, his way. “I guess I missed that Rabbit | Old Jed Thumper, the gray old Rabbit, altogether,” thought the hunter. “It made his home up in the Old Pasture. was & hard shot, anyway. I thought I!So she worried about him also. hit him, but I guess I didn't. If I (Copyright, 1929.) Daily Cross-Word Puzzle . Either point of a crescent moon. River in France. . Gulf between Asia and Africa. . West Indian shrub, Herring casks. . Simply. . Collection of tents. . Two-toed sloth. 3. Alluvial deposit. . Conspirator. . Disdain. |did hit him, I couldn’t have hurt him | . Tll-smelling. . Inner bone of the forearm. . Golf clubs. . Advocate of the real as opposed to the imaginary. . Flog; coll. . Shade tree. . Sprite in “The Tempest.” . Salt. . Move stealthily. . Separated from the general mass. . Transfer of ownership for a price. Container for liquids. | Flower clusters. . Asiatic shrub, . Scent. . Terrific . Novices. . Girl's name, . One of the planets. . Tempers: var. . 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PITCHERS / 3 Yoowep! /. 1 CLAIMS TH' LONG f DRESSES IS TH' THING ABLE TRED OF SEEIN' SO MANY SHORT ‘'UNS INTO MISS SALLY AINT HER MIND, BUT TLL BETCHA L TALK HER TO MAKE LP WEARIN THEM | LONG DRESSES YEYT e mucn ALIKE TS A SHAME YO SPEMD THE MONEY HAVIN' ANY MORE “an ONE or WAL, NOW, MESCAL, L WOULDNIT &IT TOO BRASH IF 1 WAS VUM '