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[ o | FR A NICKREL. N ~\_/ ~ WASHINGTON, D. C, SUNDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 28, 1930. AW 4O TO SLEEP! PssT! THERE’S SOMEBODY N THE HOUSE MOON. 1 THINK 1TSS A FER TH’ LOVA MIKE! THE WAY SHE SQUAWKED YOU'D A THOUGHT I HAD THE SMALLPOX- AND THAT SHE WAS DOIN’ ME A BIG FAVOR SHOVIN' ME OUT INTO THIS DINKY THERE! THATS WHAT I DO TO PROWLERS! WELL, MR. MULLINS, WE WERE JUST ON THE POINT OF CALLING THE CORONER AND GETTING PERMISSION TO HAVE YOU MUST HAVE SLEPT PRETTY WELL IN I DON’T PHEew! TS STUFFY IN HERE 1 DON'T SEE HOW FOLKS CAN SLEEP WITHOUT FRESH AR — HUH! I NEVER SEEN A WINDOW STUCK AS FAST AsS THIS IS, AHHH! - WELL, T woneT HAVE TO BOTHER ABOUT OPENIN' THAT WINDOW T ANY YEH-I DID AFTER I RUN A GUY I CAVUHT PEEKIN’ IN THE =) WINDOW AWAY AND LET A LITTLE FRESH . AR INTO THE ROOM. (1 | o 748 WJ/ ‘ Ve S. Pat. OFf; Copyright, 1939, Reg Ul _ by The Chicago Triburie,