Evening Star Newspaper, November 13, 1929, Page 38

38 I STATIC. —BY GAAR WILLIAMS I il acen o cogciovs oF Y wmp N Your THROAT I 1y LISTEN YOU OLD CALAMITY JANE, Tt NO SAP —~ 1 kNow || GooRy! WHAT I1 DOING ! JUST WATCH DILLY BOWERS !NC“R)RATED- 1t GOIN' TO KNoCK ‘€M Deap! GOOFY, DO You REALLY THINK VT WAS A WISE MOVE TOo START ; ' 1 KNOW 30 - REM, JOULL 3EE wHAT Re&fi:;teumnugf 1 WROTE (T - DIRECTED (T. - DESENED THE SETS, AND OF COURSE STAR IN IT. ITS A WOMW — WAIT mp See Julie ' POOR JULIE, SHES JUST LIKE ALL . TH REST OF TH' WONMEN = SHE HAS NO DUSINESS HEAD. AFTER IVE GRADBED TEN OR TWELVE MILLION GOOFY AND BUCKS QUT OF THE PICTURE JULIE, BACK IN THE U.SA, SO SUCCESSFUL HAS He BECOME THAT LiRe _of THE MOAC STARS, HE 13 Now PRODUCING, HIS OuN FiLws, T'HE FRM 1S KNOWN AS BilLy BOWERS, iNe, “THE FUTURET LookS ALOOKIE, SANDN - THERE'S A SWELL-LOOKW' SEwiine MBSHINE. (N MR. SUG6'S f WANDOW -~ WONDER WO MUCH WE WANTS TOR \T~ VE GOT SAVED - - HM-MM WELL, | HBUEN'T MUCH TIMEY| I1 [ WS MORNMIN'=- GOTTA 8E GETT\N' ALONG TO SCHOO\ = BUT \ TELL MUW WHKT \'p. DO - RATHER™ SEE \T SIT, N THAT WINDOW FOR,STW", GOT BEDTIME STORIE TUnc’ Billy Finds Feathers. Feathers sometimes more Wil show, Than the way the wind doth blow. —Unc’ Billy Possum. Unc’ Billy Possum sat in his doorway. Unc' Billy lives in & hollow tree in the Green Forest and his doorway is the opening to that hollow. It was late in the afternoon. Unc' Billy had been asleep most of the day. You see, he had been out all of the night before. He was trying to make up his mind where to go. A would like somethin’, but T don’ know what Ah want. Ah is hongry. h, Ah is hongry.” Unc' Billy . = HCaov HE LT THE CROOKED LITTLE PATH AND HEADED FOR THAT ‘GRAPEVINE. was talking to himself. For a few mo- ments more he sat there in his door- way. Then he came out and climbed down. He shufiied off through the leaves toward the Crooked Little Path. Once he stopped beside a rotted old stump. He dug around in the center of it and found a big beetle. He ate the beetle and smacked his lips. Then he ‘went on. Unc' Billy remembered a certain grapevine on the edge of the Green Forest. He left the Crooked Little Path and headed for that grapevine. There might be a few “rosted grapes left yet, ‘They would taste good even if they were frosted. Unc’ Billy isn't particular =1l BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. about his food. All he asks is plenty of it. When he reached the grapevine he found Mr. and Mrs. Grouse there. They had been feeding on grapes and there were few, very few, left. Unc' Billy looked hungrily at Mrs. Grouse, but he knew better than to try to catch her. He knew that she was too quick to be caught by him. So he then turn- ed his attention to such grapes as he could find, climbing about in the grape- vine and hanging on with that useful tail of his. Once he hung by his tail in order to reach some grapes below. “Ah don’ know what Ah'd do with- out this tail of mine,” thought Unc’ Billy. “Ah don’ see how Brer Coon and Brer Fox and Brer Skunk get along with such tails as they have. 'Pears to me their tails are mostly to look at. Mah tail may not be much to look at, but it sho is handy. Ah wouldn't trade this ol’ tail of mine for any other tail in the Green Forest. All the time Unc' Billy was getting those grapes he could see Mr, and Mrs. Grouse walking about down below. The sight of them awakened a desire for fresh meat. Unc’ Billy hadn’t had any meat for two or three days. He had been living on such odds and ends as he could find. Now the thought of meat fairly made his stomach ache with longing, but he didn't know where he could get any meat, so finally he climb- ed down from the grapevine and start- ed over to look for some beechnuts. Once or twice he stopped to dig up cer- tain roots for which he has a liking. He didn’t hurry, for Unc’' Billy isn't to hurrying. ly Unc' Billy came to a little . _He poked his sharp nose in- Then he went inside. In the middle was a fairly. open space and in that open space he found feathers. Yes, sir, he found feathers—a lot of those feathers. They were hen feathers, Unc’ Billy turned them over with his nose, He hoped he might find a scrap of meat, but he hoped in vain. He knew that those feathers had been there not more than a day or two. “Ah reckon Brer Fox done have a feast here,” muttered Unc’ Billy. “Ah wonder where he caught his hen. Ah suttinly would like a chicken dinner. ‘There’s nothin' Ah likes to eat more than a chicken dinner. Ah wonder now did this chicken live very far from here.” (Copyright, 1929.) Daily Cross-Word Puzzle o st ddANEN NN ANE_iNd . Handle. . In that place, . Thick cord. . Great Lake, . Refuge. . At any time, . Prevaricator, . Wrong. . The apostle of Rome. . Motherly, . Peaceable. . Small river duck, 5. Excited. Dormant. 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The Government officials seeing the de- struction of an important industry are in distributing the food that is suitable to meet the demands of their early life and the t is that they are managing to attain mature adulthood. ‘The mussels used for mak- ing butttons are a kind of clam found in the Missssion) oF lis wm— By 3 SLHUNTLEY The Woman's Way. we's FOMBLED=I MEAN HE'S MADE A EORWARD = PARDIN ME = HE'S 6016 T Kicke! CHOP 1S WORRYIN' HIMSELE SICK SINCE HE HEARD THAT EXTRA ABOUT THE FIGHT o WHAT EXTRA? T 2 MUST GET A PAPER = HEY./ CuT THAT ouT— You CAN'T. TAKE ADVICE FROM YouR CADDY DURING THE COURSE OF THIS MATCH 5 HE GAVE ME You $ 8.00- THE ONE ‘un_', [THE ONE| Wrrnine{BLve F Fanfverer? STRIPES 1D LIKE TO TRY : D L EVERY RESPECT." THERE WAS NO NEEO OF T IN THE FIRST PLACE, HE DIDNT GINE ME ADVICE, NEWS — SPIKE SAYS Yourz CADDY 1S COSTING NEXT Tem NERRS VL GIVE MUH_TWENTN DOU FOR VY- SPOT CASH - THINK, T OVER = ME FLEPP, He 1S 60ING AROUND o SOME- NOT IF MY ADDITION IS CORRECT. YQu'RE PAYING YourR. CADPDY $2.00 AND SPIKE You AoMiT SAYS YouR CADDY JUST SWIPED SI% NEW DOLLAR BALLS OuT OF YouR - BAG. $2.00 PLUS $G.00 ARE $8.00 - YES 7 ! s R — srripesisfoue .‘m:i’b WHY YOU SHOLLD KEEP A'CnmL ¥ OH, BUT, FATHER, HE BEATS THEM S0 AIMUCH BETTER