Evening Star Newspaper, January 4, 1930, Page 18

B—6 BEDTIME STOR Becomes Suspicious. ©On trifies doth suspicion feed. And seeks them with untiring sreed. OLD MOTHER NATURE. It was a week or two after Chatterer the Red Squirrel had found a way of getting into the corn crib that Farmer Brown's Boy began to suspect that some one who shouldn't was paying; that corn crib a visit. You see, every day Farmer Brown's Boy went there. for corn for the hens, and one morn- ing he noticed that there was a corn- cob lying in one corner. All the corn 'was off the cob. He hadn't shelled any corn in the corn crib, and he won- 80 _FARMER BROWN'S BOY WENT OUTSIDE AND LOOKED THE CORN CRIB ALL OVER. dered how that bare corncob hap- pened to be there. But he was busy, and he soon forgot it. Probably he wouldn't have thought of it again had he not discovered an- other bare corncob a day or two later. ‘Then he started to look about, and resently he found an ear from which 1f the corn had been taken. “It must be that mice are in here” said Farmer Brown's Boy. “I don't see how under the sun they could have found a way in, but they must be here. Il have a look around outside.” So Farmer Brown’s Boy went out- side and looked the corn crib all over. Daily Cross-Word Puzzle THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, Joys that we can AH! THE O 1ADY'S NOT SO Durg SHE'S PUT THE BAs OUT HERE 1~ THE KTTOMEN FOR SAFE KEEPING, GOLLY! You'h NEVER THINK THAT WELL, T MIGHT AS \wy HOP DOWN To PoLice HEADQUARTER S W (T WHILE CLARICE 1S QInnng, SATURDAY, JANUARY 4, 1900 - TiL GRAD A TAK A e \y| AH! A TAX! BACK IN HALF AN HoUR ! Rfim’mflmr'r Gee! 1 HopE THeRes A OF THE DooR! JUey REWARD FOR ALL THAT'S FiNE - THERE HE IS WITH THE BAG DEACON! 1T3 CURS B:?ol:{e thuys;irry e hlnk promises | INNOCENT LOOKING GRIP WAT | FUL OF PRecOUS SToNES. ID LIKE T Knvow THE THE HISTORy OF THAT BAG! By 1 Pop Momano Off to ! Headquarters NOW \ CAN'Y STAM HERE AN WATCH TTHESE COOKIES ALL TW' T\ME -~ BUT MOL KNOW, SAnDNM COOKIES ARE NOY FOR LITTLE DOGGIES ~ STAY OUT OF ‘EM, "LESS NMuW W THAT YOUNG GaL! . IV GOT To TURN THesE JEWELS OVER TO THE AUTHORITIES. THIS STUFF, 1 CerTaney Coulp use 1T fl HEN = ANNSODN AT THOSE COOK\ES? & | WeRe \$ VLl SuRe WHALE ;u"a'mfim f§ 0“'% r:&s.s'te\gtw“me- JUST Com! J AT W\ WILLIES GONE AN vor}? = | MO\ WOULDNY BURNE (Y- JITV'S T CUTEST “TRICK - BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. He even crept underneath it to see if there were any holes in the floor. He made a very thorough search. but of course he found no holes and he could discover no way in which a mouse could possibly have made its way in- side. He sat down on the steps and scratched his head thoughtfully. This was a real puzale. | “There is only one way I can ac- | count for his,” said he. “It must be | that when we brought the corn up from the cornfield a mouse was hid- den in the corn and so we brought it up. No mouse could possibly get into this corn crib from outside. That means that the mouse must be living here. I guess I'll have to get a trap.” So Farmer Brown's Boy went over to the barn and got a mouse trap. Then he went into the house and got a bit of cheese to bait the trap. It was a spring trap—the kind that Kkills its oy victim instantly. He placed it down| BUO FISHER in a corner where he had found the | corncob. “I suppose it will be pure luck if I catch him,” thought Farmer Brown's Boy. “With all this corn there is no particular reason why he should try to take that bate, unless he wants a change of bill-of-fare. He may like a change of food.” Mutt Goes Back to Big Industry. Every morning Farmer Brown’s Boy looked at the trap, and every morning he found that the cheese had not been | touched. But also every morning he found that more corn had been taken. He began to think that there must be a whole family of mice there. Of | course, the amount of corn wasn't much compared with all the corn there was in that corn crib, and Farmer | Brown's Boy didn't worry at all over the loss. Still, he wanted to catch that mouse, for he knew a lot about mice, and he knew that a mouse family is likely to grow very rapidly. What one mouse might take wouldn’t be very much, but what a lot of mice might take would be serious. So it was wise to_eatch that mouse. He tried different kinds of bait. Still none of it was touched. He began to suspect that that was a very wise mouse indeed, or else that it liked corn so well that other food was no temptation. Finally he got two or three more traps and set them around in different places. He hoped that that mouse might acci- dda;-ully step in one. But no mouse KENKLING (Copyright, 1930.) a New i o 0 o o o Y i ol il ol . Unfitly. . Rebels. . Mabometan title. . Affirmative. . Mole. . English river. . Jest. . Shelter. . German title of respect. . Killed. . Pish. . Gentlemen. . Half colors. . A febrile disease. . Relating to the shore. . Semi-precious stones. . Spain’s ancient name. . Confection. . Lays up. . Variety. . Preposition, . More weepful. . Tinge. . Sets right. . Willow. . Commonplace. . Reserved. . Driven obliquely, as a nall. . Coconut product. . Later on. . Influence. - Retinue, . Tidings. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S PUZZLE. r‘r“ ~gugar, place in a baking Down. . Part of Arabia. . An alcoholic mixture. . Benefit. . Italian river. . Turn of rope. . Repent. . Earache. . Jumbled type. . Man’s name. . Feminine suffix. . European wine measure. . United States President’s nickname. . Duck. . Stares impudently. . Belgian river, . Having feet. . Devour. . Expresses contempt. . Had been, . Wound. . Was unsuccessful. Rows. . Spice. . Kind of seaweed. - . Feminine name. . Having a pipelike tone. . Evil spirit. 54. Those not in offize, Frozen vapor. . Notion. . A number, . Swear. G . Glass. . A month (abbr.). . Neither, 64. Spring. . Prefix, three. . Flowed. Savory Ham. Spread half-inch slices of ham with g:-lep.red mustard and then with peanut tter. le lightly with flour and pan and add iittle water. Cook in a moderate oven until brown. The water in the pan will mske the gravy. Serve at once, By S.LMUNTLEY Another Non-Stop Record. He Discovers ! WANY A PADDLINS SEE? eR1O, STRANGER ! > 1S OVER = AND T'M THROUGH WITH PUTTING 0N THOSE WHITE WHISKERS~ AND COMING DowN A SILY CHIMNEYS Seomr BY SPecin Uieriy S—tABL L _CABLE Winpy RILEY AnD CHOP MuP spuT! CHINESE BATTLER GETS DISQUSTED WHEN FIGHT WITH MAX SCHMELING IN CERMANY FALLS THROUGH AND T 1S RUMORED THRT HE HAS QUIT THE ‘T4 FIGHT GAME FoR GOOD WINDY ON WARY BRCK HAVE You READ BOBBY JONES'S BOOK ON GOLF 7 MOMMA SAID TO GIVE You ONE OF THESE PEARS! EASTBOUND VACK Wuz A BOOMER Sk, AN' HE LOVED TH' YUNGLE Por, g HIS RUN WENT DOWA! £ROM YUMA \WHERE TH' DESERT Sanps 1S Nor * o3 > T HAD ™ PLAY LEAP-FROG WITH ALL THE NEI6HBORS' CHILDREN= AND BANG oN THEIR DRUMS: (T SA WASTE oF S AW, COME ON IN HERE ! — § THIS NEw YEAR. BusiNeSS IS F FOoOLISH, oo~ 1T TAkeS UPF A FELLOW'S TIME RINGING BeLLS AND BLowING HORNS! T'M GLAD T™HE HOLIDAYS ARE OVER GEE, I HAD HOPES QF CLEANING UP A LOT OF Dove WITH THRT FIGHTER ! NoW THART IT's ALL OFF 1 DON'T KNow WHAT 1'lL DO! \T— \T'S CLASSIC/ "QUICK. IM FROM SCOTLAND YARD! CRIED i HAWKSUIRE, THE. GREAT SLEUTH. . NEVER S (EARD OF IT /GROWLED THE STRANGER... “NEVER HEARD OF ITT.. QUERIED OUR HERO, CHEER. UP, WINDY- MRYBE You'LL MEET A RicH -AND A MAN CAN GE&T DowN TO SERIOUS | BUSINESS - SAY! HAVE You BEEN READING MY MIND 7 MY WIFE HAS CHIDED ME FOR. YEARS ' BECAUSE I'VE NEVER READ “THE CLASSICS ONE! IF I WAS GIVIN' ONE AWAY 1D Cg/i YOU THE 16 ONE! "WHAT ARE HOLLERIN ABOUT? THE BIG ONE! T LOOKS LIKE. SHE CAN'T SMUT worF! A . ¢ > ‘QQ”,