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The Sundiy Star. [ e WASHINGSON, D. C, SUNDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 30, 1930, HEY MOON! THAT LUMP MRS. HAMHOCKS PUT ON HIS HEAD AIN'T AS BIG AS A HEN’S EGG EVTHER. 4 HAKRALI— I JUST TOLD HER SURE, AS SOON AS A THAT SO SHE WOULDN'T HELLO MOON. FRIEND OF MINE HEARD YOU PHON#N’ J| COME DOWNTOWN AND GLOWNG COMES OUT OF THAT YOUR WIFE THAT // RIDE HOME WITH ME FLOWER SHOP. SOMEBODY’D STOLE YOU SEE TONIGHT . PILE IN, GIRLS! 1S MY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY AND I WANTED TO GET A HER A SURPRISE. THAT IS SAY LEGGO ME EAR | ¥ coN'T BE ABSURD. WELL, IF YOU DON'T OFFICER, AND LISTEN WILLYA, : 1 KNOW KM BELIEVE ME 4O ARREST THIS MAN. MRS. HAMHOCKS? BETTER THAM - LOOK N THAT HE STOLE MY OON’T GET EXC\TED. ¥ THAT, ) FLOWER SHOP. CARN YOUR HUSBAND'S Jii : WITH ME- AH-HA- ! X YOU WAIT RIGHT W FAN N : AR 1 SEE THROLGH Eo : - B THERE, BANJOEYES. ITALL sOW. / o it ) I'LL BE BACK IN A MINLUTE. FOUND HER HUSBAND | JUST WHERE 1 SAID SHE WOULD, DIDN'T SHE, OFFICER? WELL, IF SHE DIDNT ; s WHAT DO YOou ; WELL, THAT’S OVMER A INNERCENT COUPLE OF TIMES? WHY I NEVER WAS SEEN WITH YOu BUT THIS ONCE N MY LIFE, S\R. SME BUSTED A FLOWER-POT W ’ Ll il ~wo TimMES TO ME, HAMHOCK. MY FIRST AND LAST. 5 U.'S. Pat. O i e by ‘l’h’r’t icago Tribune.