Evening Star Newspaper, March 12, 1930, Page 26

B—10 BEDTIME STORIES ‘Whitefoot Investigates. e's seldom master of his fate 0 never will investigate. —Whitefoot the Wood Mouse. ‘Whitefoot the Wood Mouse gave Peter Rabbit the slip. It wasn't difficult to do. Whitefoot is such a little fellow and can move so quickly that he can slip into a hiding place without being seen, almost while you are looking at him. When Peter discovered that ‘Whitefoot had disappeared. he grumbled & little and then went off to look for Chatterer the Red Squirrel, to find out o 40 nc:T‘\,\ *I TELL YOU,” CRIED CHA' “I DON'T BELIEVE IT if Chatterer had discovered Whitefoot's home yet. No sooner had Peter disappeared than h he could SEERE [ lace where tied the BY THORNTON W. BURGESS branch, he stopped to examine the string. It bore the man-smell and that made him a little uneasy. But now that he was so near the en- THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., WEDNESDAY, MARCH 12, 1930. THE CHEERFUL CHERUB ‘When 1 recell my childish hopes, How great and rich I meant to be , And thrfhke\d ell” teod: Tm sime’t sur:,, this isnt me! L trance to that nest, he just couldn't | ===e-@oe=e——=e turn back. In half a minute he was in- side. Everything seemed all right. He went all over that nest of his, every particle of it. Nothing had been dis- turbed. Just around the entrance he caught just a faint whiff of that man- smell. That was where Farmer Brown's Boy had poked his finger in through the doorway. Otherwise, nothing was wrong. This man-smell was very faint. ‘Whitefoot poked his head out of the doorway and peered down. He couldn’t understand matters at all. He couldn’t understand how that nest was back where it had been after it had been cut down. Finally, he gave up trying to rstand. ps things are all right after " said he to himself. “Perhaps Farmer Brown's Boy didn’t know I was living there when he cut down this nest. I guess I'll stay here a while and see what haj . Farmer Brown's Boy is the only one who has found out yet where I live and somehow I have a feel- ing that he won't bother me. What I need now is a good nap. I'm all tired out. I suppose it is the fright I have had. Never did I have a worse fi o So Whitefoot curled up in his bed and in no time at all he was fast asleep. Meanwhile, Peter Rabbit had found Chatterer the Red Squirrel and had speedily discovered that Chatterer was no wiser than he was, so far as White- foot's home was concerned. “I tell you,” said Chatterer, “I don't believe it is around here. oot is smart, but he never has been and he never will be smart enough to fool me.” “You've got & good opinion of your- self, haven’t you?” said Sammy Jay, ‘who came up just then. Chatterer turned his back to Sammy and pretended not to hear him. Peter htfully scratched a long ear with “I saw Whitefoot just a few minutes ago,” said he, “and I still can’t believe that his home can be very far away. You know as well as I do that Whitefoot never is found very far from home.” (Copyright, 1930.) Admirer Talks in Millions. FIGHT. THAT WAS TWe oTHeER FeLLows! NZL\..WDY- THEY DION'T QUESTION YOUR FIRNCEE LONG AT POLICE HERDQUARTERS! nz. TERSYTHE EETWELL PROVED TO BE A W INTERESTING TRAIN ACQUAINTANC AND HE AND WeRE SOON CHATTING FREELY. He seemed ™ TAKE QUITE AN INTEREST IN GOOFY. *fl:&,xh PRESIDENT OF THE CETWELL W CO. AMD A DIRECR IN Fve OR BiX BANKS, SO I KEEP PRETTY BUSY: My PHySIClan ORDERED e Y SoUTH TO PLAY FOR A MOKTH OR [y ARE YOU PUTTING WP _ AT N PALM BeacH? o ™™ WO A DRWE \T- e YOU MADE A MILLION IN CERTAINLY ! 1 PASSED HER ON THE STREET WHILE PAPER. PROFITS IN WALL — WOULDN'T DETAIN HER — SHE KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT THAT MISSING JUDGE ! TS 1S A POLCE STRTIGN NOT R FIRE House ! SHOPPING ! HeY! WOT'S THe RUSH 7 I DID HAVE BUT THe . INTEREST ATC UP THE. 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