Evening Star Newspaper, January 28, 1930, Page 34

THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, TUESDAY, JANUARY 28, 1930. ANRNIE = WHET C\™ \$ THE CRAPITOL OF SOouTH N - OB MARCH CAROLINA ? e RIGHT \NTO THE Kews mem - ol OF TE BISG CMTY LEAGUE NEEPS A TRAIN/ANG AND BNJUVS LFE ON “s RASPBERRY HILLY ESTATE WHLE WATING HE COMING SEASON), BEDTIME STORIE Thump. It startles one sometimes to How Sig a Jtue fhing cun"ve —Timmy the Flying Squirrel. It was only a few days before Farmer ‘was still taking corn in that corncrib. But though he thought and thought and thought, he couldn’t imagine who 4t could be. He was sure that neither Tats nor mice could climb up into the eornerib from the nd. He was sure that Chatterer Red Squirrel and Happy Jack the Gray Squirrel neither climb get to the Brown's Boy discovered that some one | signs, from the ground nor of the cornerib from AROUND SIGNS, BUT HE FOUND NONE. the nearest tree. Therefore, it was a great mystery how anybody could be corn, “It can’t be, yet it is,” said Farmer Brown’s Boy. “Every day - uj when he ca could | 88 he sometimes € | Gradually the dusk grew deeper. It was dl JEENEN " Daily Cross-Word Puzzle I o 0 O i sl il S - BY THORNTON W. BURGESS thing, for Timmy the Flying Squirrel ‘was now making his visits only at night and leaving long before daylight. So all this watching on the part.of Farmer Brown's Boy was useless. He studied the ground all around the corncrib for , but he found none. He knew that Chatterer the Red Squirrel was over there every morning, but he was sure that Chatterer never did get in- side. He wished that snow would come, You know, snow has a way of telling stories. He was sure that if snow came he would be able to find tracks, unless, suspected, & mouse or mice might be living in the corncrib *\hen oo ing it happened that he en one even! was standing near the corncrib and back to it just about dusk. He had used there just for a moment. Sud- ly he heard a light, soft thump. Hcgflcheduphhe-rs. It was a very light thump, but it was a familiar thump. He had heard that kind of thump before. You know, Farmer Brown's is wise in the ways of the little of the Green Forest. “That thump was on the roof of the cornerib,” said Farmer Brown's Boy. “Somel landed there.” He stepped hastily, but no one was Squirrel, or else I miss my guess,” sai he. “That was Timmy the P’lylngosquh'- 3 was on the watch early ext night. When the Black Shad- ows first began to creep out from the Purple Hills, Farmer Brown's Boy sta- tioned himself where he could watch. 50 dark now that it was difficult for him to see. He had just about given - t sight of a 'k spot coming down from high in a tree near the corncrib. Almost Was great mystery. (Copyright, 1990 o G O R o TN B o B O o SR R A part. . Number on which the decimal sys- tem is based. . Seed. . Church seat, . The whols. . Acid fruit. . Rowed. . Decline. . Uniform, . Wrath. 3 substance. . Disorder, . Kingly, .’mhztrw . Put on & shoe bottom. . Part of a fort. 58. Standard. . Mineral spring. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S PUZZLE. 40. T ATPINPTRTOTRGTTTERNCTAIN] o daane Goe [FRlofolP EINE RISIN I [RIE] IN/Ol IDISIME TIDELS Qo RHeEE o . Wavelike molding. . Satellite. . Strips of wood. Spreads. Down. ent. Pelted with rocks. Chop. FFBIIBI2222 Jaunt. Rene Exist. Force. OB . Corroded. . Melted rock. . Indigo . Market. . Central post in a staircase. . Strikes an attitude. 22. Basket, B ARG B WU e pa| L e SOUTH CAROUNAT g ER-- ER--- VLR~ " BAER THE STAR. FIRST ;acx:&-/ &5 JUDGE, THIS | MiScCREANT MARRIED ME FOR MY sy BuD Fisues Rests Its Witness. Windy Knows How §§ By HOWARD |— FREEMAN An Involuntary Deserter. By S.L.MUNTLEY Pa Gets Down to the Root. MARRIAGE —THAT'S A MERGER! NOW LET ME See— THE COUNTESS WILL SIT HERE . AND SHEILA OVER WANT ‘EM OPPOSITE ONE ANOTHER — THEY'LL BE- WEDDING RING He GAIE ME— HE SToLe \T OFF A MERRY=~G0=-ROUND! SURE! THAT'S JUST WHAT You'D LIKE! I1T's R WONDER You DON'T PROPOSE SITTING HER ON YOouR WHY NOT SIT THE COUNTESS NEXT To EXCHANGING DIRTY Looks | AL EVENING ! YES. I'M LEARNING To WALK ON THESE SKIS AND I WANT You To # HELP ME EAT THOSE WORDS HEY, MESCAL = 1 JUS BATTED- A BALL THROUGH . HEINBOCKLES PLATE GLASS WINDER' 800-HDOHO0! " B WHY , T™M LW T NUH KNowW [THESE HERE WHAT A PLUMB SPRISED | T e JUDGE DIDN'T GET MAD UNTIL SHE TOLD HiM THAT oN QUR HONEYMoON T WANTED HER T® GO OVER NIAGARA FALLS INA BARREL! FeE! IMAGINE THATS RG! OR THERE WON'T B ANY DISHES LEET FOR THAT DINNER ! UMP... “THAT KID WAY erees THAT'S TERRIBLE! GOSH THAT'S FIERCET! IT WOULDN BE SO BAD ONEY IT WAS A THEM CITVYFIED