Evening Star Newspaper, January 15, 1930, Page 35

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THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 15, 1930. 8 AH! THe Bew ! THAT musT BE ALOYSWS P MIGNIS Now! 1 WONDER WHAT KEOT Hin so wi’—————/ i OH DEAR WHAT ON EARTH HAS HAPpened || NO GOOFY, I CANT TELL YoU ALL ABOUT IT oM To ALOYSIUS? WHERE IS HEP iy, THE PHONE, 1T WOULD TAKE Too LONG, BUT n' DIDNT HE TELL ME HE WA GOING oUT? || 1S VERY MYSTERIOUS — &nD Now ALOYSIOS PERHAPS 1D BETTER PHOME THME Police. HAS DISAPPEARED+ YES L HAVE THE JeweLs NO, TLL CALL 5 HERE IN THE HOUSE — PLEATE =" O COME RWGHT OVER WITH WKQA Aloysws P. MSGINIS DID NoT| THE CHEERFUL CHERUB - ———————————— I read deep tomes and then ar et them.| My mind is nothing but o seive.. I try to be 2 learned . person— ! Put hnowledge is so_ fogitive. You vet! WE'LL BE RIGHT) SECURELY IN A ROOM, AND GUARDED By THe Peacon AND HIT Boys oM THE OUT SKIRTS [[HERE, WWLIE - HERE'S A [[Guess Noure)( HES SO FuLL [ SWELL CHOCUNTE - COVERED WE CA™N NUT FOR NMUW - WHWN, WILLIE ! DON TN WANT AT ? NEVER SAwW Mo TURN DOWN CANDM BEFORE - C'MON, WILLIE - WE'RE CLOoSwW L@ ™ STORE - \TS TME TO GO WMOmE- MOST VWIKELN RE'S JUST BEGI\NNING YO GQET BY THORNTON W. BURGESS BEDTIME STORIE Telltale Show. A footprint seems a harmless thing, But endless trouble it may bring. —Chatterer the Red Saquirrel. corn he wanted. It was time to go back to the Green Forest. He squeezed out, as usual, between two of the boards on the side of the corncrib, ran down to the bottom and from there jumped =7 It began snowing in the might. It was one of those quiet, gentle snows, with no wind. Once Chatterer the Red Squirrel woke up in the night and he | heard the gentle sound of the snow as | it sifted down through the branches of | the trees. When morning came the Green Forest and the Green Meadows | were carpeted with white. It was a light snow and not a deep one. When Chat- terer poked his head out he saw right away that it wouldn't interfere with | him at all. It was only just a light| carpet and he could run about as usual. | ¥50,” SAID HE, “CHATTERER HAS BEEN OVER HERE EARLY THIS MORNING!” | | As usual, Chatterer's first thought | was of the corn over in Farmer Brown's | corncrib. He had become so accus-| tomed to having corn for breakfast that he didn’t think of anything else. | So. as usual, he scampered over to the old stone wall, along the old stone wall to the end, across Farmer Brown's dooryard to the tree near the cornerib, | and so finally by means of the broken | branch hanging over the corncrib he reached the ladder. Two minutes later he was inside making his breakfast of corn. As usual, Farmer Brown's Boy came to get the corn for the chickens. Later he went into the house for breakfast. | the barn 'he noticed tracks crossing the |to the ground. Then he scurried away home. ~All this time he had forgotten one very important thing: He had for- | gotten that he was leaving tracks in the snow. After breakfast Farmer Brown's Boy went out, and as he made his way to dooryard. He stopped to look at them. There they were clearly outlined. One glance was enough to tell Farmer Brown’s Boy who had made them. “So,” said he, “Chatterer has been over here early this morning. I won- der what he has been doing. I'll fol- low his tracks and see what I can find out. Sometimes one can learn a great deal from tracks.” So Farmer Brown's Boy followed the tracks of Chatterer back to the corn- crib. There was the story written in the snow. He could see where Chat- terer had jumped down from the corn- crib. He rubbed his nose thoughtfully. “So,” said he, “it has been Chatterer all the time. This is where he left the corncrib, but _how under the sun did he get into it? There must be some more tracks around here. If he left tracks getting away he must have made tracks coming.” So Farmer Brown's Boy began to walk in a_circle around the corncrib. Presently he once more came to the tracks left by Chatterer the Red Squir- rel. This time he did not follow them backward. He went in the direction that the tracks led. They ended at the foot of the maple tree growing near the corncrib. Farmer Brown's Boy looked up. Almost at once he saw the broken branch hanging down. He had noticed that branch before, but had given it no thought. Now, however, he looked from the tip of the branch to the roof of the corncrib, and on that roof he saw tracks again. It was all | perfectly clear now. He understood how Chatterer had reached the corn- crib, Farmer Brown's Boy chuckled. “If it hadn’t been for this telltale snow,” said he, “I guess Chatterer would have fooled me for the rest of the Winter. This is the time he made a mistake. He forgot all about the tracks he was leaving. Well, now we know how he gets into the corncrib, we krow how to stop it. I wonder if he'll be able to find another way in?” Chatterer had by this time had all the (Copyright, 1930.) (34 BUD FISHER It Was Nothing Recent KEN KLING He Leaves His Troubles Behind! PROFESSOR MUTT> CAN You REMOVE THAT WART HERE 1T IS IN HERD LINES) “WINDY RILEY LEAVING FOR SCRAMSBURG ToDAY ACCOMPANIED BY COUNTESS"— Qeeg, AND T WANTED To KEEP \T SECRET! WELL, (T's DIFFICULT PERSON LIKE You To KEEP THINGS FROM |= THE PRESS! JUDGE, THIS MAN (S A || FAKE BEAUTY SPECIALIST, LOOIK WHAT He DID T MY FAce! STATION, TAax\ — AND MAKE T SNAPPY THERE AN'T A GUY N THis CLUB HE DoN'T OuE MONEY, To ! LEAVING - TowWN For THE WINTER ! SoME PRACTICAL JOKER MUST HAVE STuck A “JUusT S\eéN ON BRCK, AND THE BoYS THIS 1S 1 QUTRRAGEOUS . WHAT'S THE MARRIED" ARE SERENADING usy WELL, TRAT WiLL MAKE “THE APES FEEL BETTER DIDN'T_You READ IN THE. PAPERS TRAT DR.OSBORN, A _FAMOUS SCIENTIST, SAYS WE DIDN'T COME FROM APES. ? WELL,YoU QLD MONKEY, HOW MANY STROKES ARE YoU GOING TO GINE ME ? 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Pastoral pipe. . Vegetable concoction. . Mediterranean island. . Suggests. . Talons. . An arrow poison, . Exalt, . Parlor. . View. . Fend. . Kind of material. . Ill-tempered old woman. . Chocses, . Alcoholic beverage. Small bird. 5. Resposed. Thick. . Regulated course of eating. . Wing-shaped. . European port. . Thrived, . Beverage. l —s. | FREEMAN No Relation By $ S.LHUNTLEY | The Early Bird That Was Late Ottawa, Canada, is to have a new $5,000,000 government buildfng. T COULDNT WEAR. MY BROWN SHOES TO-DAY BECAUSE THEY HAVE A TARNATION'S THE W WAL, ME 4§ BIG IDEA OF GITTIN AN’ MULEY OCLOCK - HUHS AT WANT YUH FER A WITNESS IN'T (' E o V-{ [ WE BET EACH OTHERN FOUR BITS ON WHICH ONE GITS UP TH' EARLIEST OF A MORNIN' - WHEN 1 COLLECTS ILL SLIP 1 THOUGHT YOU SAID THE PATTEN LEATHERS HaD T THE WATER GOES INO HOLE . ‘3 MULEN AIN'T WILLYUH AST MULEY TO HERE _ HE LEFT WAKE UP AN' COME TO TH WINIDER FER A MINUTE < HUH T MO, BUT IF Nob ARE, GIVE

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