Evening Star Newspaper, September 21, 1930, Page 120

HOLD STEADY, cAaesar!! { ';?LA_ WHATS IN THAT LITTLE HOLE P ¥ELLO, €LFO, 8EAUTIFUL! WHAY YOU DOHG D 1M LAYING OUT YOUR DRESS CLOTHES. WE'RE INVITED OVEQ' TO VIC SOHNERS FOR DINNER. GIMME YOUR HAT, BRUTUS. HOLY MAacWERAL . DEAR ! YOU SHOU' D HAVE WANOWA BETTER TuAN THAT! NOw | canNT SHAVE! THAT wAas THE LOST BLADE | HAD! | WELL, 1LL RUN DOWN TO THE DRUG STORE AND GET YOU ONE. | WONT A NICE NEW B ves mam! RAZOR BLADE. B WwHAT KIND? BruUTLS!! WHATS HAPPENED? YOUR BATH 1S ALL READY FOR You BRUTUS, DARLING, YOU'LL HURRY WONT WONT TAKE ME You ? TWENTY MINUTES, CLEO. | GUESS BROUTULS WANTS TO PLAY WITH ME DARN NICE OF VIC To AsK US OVER!! HOPE JACK GIRLIN 1S THERE - WELL— | MIGHT BE BATHING WHILE CLEO 1S AFTER THE NEwW BLADES. oM DEAR! 1S THERE MORE THAN ONE WIND? | THOULGHT THEY WERE ALL SAFETY BLADES! MeYBE YOUD BETTER TAKE A DOZEN OF EACH KIND, TMEN YOULL BE SURE. - 1 WAS HOLDING MY OWN WITH THOSE 3 ROWDIES UNTII. THE BIG ONE HIT ME WITH THAYT WRENCH AND THREW ME IN THE RIVER BY JoHMNMNY &GRUELLE- HEY, CLEO! MAVE You MONKEYED WITH MY RAZOR? NO, DEAR! | JUST USED 1T TO PEFL A FEW POTATOES THIS MORNING. wWHY P BRUTUS MUST BE GETTING OLD, MARIK ANTHONY- HE DONT SEEM TO CARE TO PLAY WITH ME ANY MORE }