Evening Star Newspaper, December 3, 1929, Page 44

G STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 3, 1929 44 . H&L,"R.mé BOWERS, WEVE GOT B}’ SELLING HER | o puT ouR NoODLES] SEWELRY AnND THE || TOGETHER AND GET AUTOMODUE GiveN || cur GOOD SHIP OFF To HER By GOOFY || Tue Rooks! ITS SHE HE WA &7 || |eaving LE A ' i Emong the Folks in History.—By Gaar Williams| | . done BAG HIT IN THE Sieve, BUT (T ISNT » o . ! MOVIES, SWE P || Sun veT! -”;Ay- Do You REALIZE B> oFF Tue cLAms s -omOkm::L,—A HELD By THE aity MODEL OF 1506 T MARSHAL. - S S e Takes Home a Feather. Por all you say. krxl’l! offer 'Eroogfl' Lest people think you lr!rR";g’ SO Reddy Fox could feel his mouth wa- tering. Perhaps you know what that feels like. Perhaps you have seen something good to cat that you have want=d so very much that your mouth would water at the mere thought of having it. Reddy was sitt'ng under an apple tree looking up at 12 big tur- keys roosting in the tree. Mistress Moon was shining her test and Reddy could see almost as clearly as if it were daylight. Now and then one of L REDDY WAS SITTING UNDER AN APPLE TREE, LOOKING UP AT 12 BIG TURKEYS ROOSTING IN THE the turkeys would move a little. He could see the big gobbler off a little at one side. Some of the turkeys were smaller than others. This meant that \they were younger birds. My, how good one of them would taste! Reddy sat there for s long time. He krew it was useless. He couldn't climb a tree. Those turkeys wouldnt come down until daylight. There was no use in sitting there licking his lips and wishing for one. But somehow he couldn’t leave. There were no turkeys at any of the farms near Farmer Brown's. Reddy had never tasted a | decided that it would be possible to get |into it if ever the farmer was at all | careless. But he was too wise to iry , chicken his chance of getting a turkey BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. turkey, and, oh, how he did want to taste one of these! But at last he reluctantly left. He took a hasty look at the henhouse and to catch a chicken that night. He wanted 2 turkey and if he caught a would be very slight, for the farmer would be on his guard. So Reddy went over to a meadow and hunted mice and caught enough to take the edge off his 1 appetite. Then he went back for an- other look at the turkeys and finally d started for home. an ‘When he .reached home Mrs. Reddy was already there. She was waiting on f the doorstep. She saw that he Was g carrying something in his mouth and her eyes sparkled. But when Reddy laid it at her feet, all the sparkle dis- appeared. “Is that all you've got?” said [ she disappointedly. “All except a few mice,” said Reddy. “But what is the home a feather to me? Reddy crossly. s L you see what kind of a feather | The Signor’s " replied Reddy. LastSelecti jt 1y Sont know what kind of feather astdelection ant n't wan now,” replied Mrs. Reddy. "A feather Is no good; and | Was Popular. I'm still hungry. “Didn't you have any luck at all?” asked Reddy. “Four mice,” replied Mrs. Reddy. “That's one mcre than I caught,” said Reddy. “But this feather, my dear, Jjust look at this feather! It is a feather from the wing of a turkey. made a discovery, my dear. There are 12 turkeys over at that farm that visited and they roost in an apple tree.” “Well, what good does that do us' demanded Mrs. Reddy. “None, now, my dear. None at all, I must admit,” replied Reddy. “But where there are turkeys thére must be a way of catching one. My, my, my, what a feast we would have if we could get just one turkey!” “Well, if they rcost in trees, we can't; so that settles that,” sald Mrs. Reddy. “Not at all, not at all,” replied Reddy. “If the two of us together are not smart enough to get one of those tur- keys, we _;re not as ms‘ul::rt ul :og:lnk we are. ‘Tomorrow we'l g0 over there and see what we can plan.| KENKLING There must be some way and if there 24 BUO FisHsr is we'll find it.” Daily Cross-Word Puzzle —— T rrre 7duRRN b} . Rest. . Last car on a freight train. . Bodies of water. . Foes. . Groove. . Having 10 feet. . Illuminated. . Eagerly excited. Retin ue. . The pineapple. Fling. . Before. . Large flat piece. . Root words. . Sorrowful regret. . The night before. . Cutting tool for metal engraving. . Dined. 3 Glo;y, e . Seed covering. . Smiles. . Heap: Greek. . Man’s nickname. . Crescent-shaped. . Eye: Egyptian symbolism. . Recluse. . Mistakes in printing. . Leaves unceremoniously. . Messeriger. 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T WISH 1 HAD MY UNCLE TIMS FUR CONT WITH THE. e COLLAR! THAT WOULD KEEP ME EARS WARM' | /WAL, kiNDA HIGH HA Y AS HIT WERE .1 wAas BY ZE®'S HOUSE TO SUPPER LAST NIGHT AN' THEY GIMME TWO FORKS — \T'WL BE WHAT A DISMAL, DESOLATE PLACE A GOLF COURSE IS IN DECEMBER. WITH NAKED TREES, FROZEN GROUND, DEAD GRASS AND ICE /N THE SAND TRAPS. GUESS I'LL EXIT BEFORE SOME- ONE SEES ME AND SUSPETS I'M GOOFEY I wisKT 1 nap MY GRANPAS SOL\D SEALSKIN witn THE EARLAPS on! HIT WASN'T NEITHER ! L AST 1EB WHAT INSTRUMENT WITH HIS' IKNUCKLES. THE SIGAOR SLAMS HiS TAMBOURINES WITH A SLEDGE HAMMER! You CAN HRVE MINE, DORR = 1 CARE MORE ABOUT YOUR COMFORT THAN 7/ COME MONG. LL SEE WHA I CAN DO 7 TTTMERE, AINT AT ] BEAUTIFULY BY sPeu%\‘. €EQuUEST TH& %G?wz wiLL ew T SAD A SWERTER- .fig NoT R &2 g COLLAR! & s Hoklin- « LOOKING FOR SOMEONE. T0 PLAY WITH, EH — 4 WE'LL, I'M YourR. MAN ! MIND IF SOMEBDDY WOULD ONEY START.