Evening Star Newspaper, October 13, 1931, Page 43

BEDTIME STORIES # Torer Hate Is Born of Fear, ! P oA neati s Blring hate, + Find In his REATt & Sid Mother Nature. It always has been so, and probably slways will be so. Fear comes first, and if it is long continued, or even if it is sudden and very great, it is almost | always followed by hate, hate of the cause of the fear. It happened just this way to Kid Surefoot. He had wandered off by himself, and | at last stood on a little ledge admiring | & wonderful view. It was as peaceful a scene as it was wonderful. Then in one little second all was changed There had been a little puff of smoke among the rocks on the opposite slope, some- thing terrible had whined past him | and splintered the rock back of him, a | strange and unknown fear had filled , and almost without realizing what WHERE YOU ARE UNTIL *STAY IS CLEAR,” HE| THE WAY COMMANDED. h> was deing, he jumped behind a big rock, which was the wisest thing he| could have done. There he stood, trem- | bling from head to foot, not knowing | what to do, s0 wisely staying right where he was. | Now, when that hunter had shot at Kid Surefoot the sharp sound of his gun had echoed and re-echoed among the cliffs. It had brought Nanny Sure- {foot to her feet instantly, a great fear in her heart when she could see the JKid nowhere. At once she started look- ing for him, all the time calling. Billy Surefoot had heard that gun and wasted 1o time in rejoin his family. “Have you seen the Kid?” bleated Wanny anxiously as Billy joined her. hurrying to [ g W. Burgess. “No,” replied Billy in his usual grave manner. “I left him with you.” “Was it you that fire-stick tried tc kill?” asked Nanny. Gravely Billy shook his head. “No,” sald he. “I feared it might be you.” “Then it must have besn our darling,” bleated Nanny. “It must have been him, and probabiy he has been killed. Oh, why did T It him go off by him- self?” 'She was running abou! fran- tically. Just then she heard a faint, pitiful bleat, and without thought of her own safety rushed in that drection, Billy following. There behind a big rock, trembling with fright but alive and seemingly unharmed, was Kid Surefoot. Heedless of danger, she rushed to him. She had to cross an open space in view of that opposite slope where the hunter was hidden among the rocks. As she did so there was another sharp report and a little bunch of hair flew from Nanny's back, cut by a bullet from that terrible gun. Behind the rock with the Kid she was safe. But to got back out of sight of that hunter they would have to cross that open space again. Billy saw this. “Stay where you are until the way is clear,” he commanded, and started to climb swiftly to a ledge higher up which commanded a full view of the slope where the hunter lay hid- den. He stepped out on the ledge and calmly looked down on the opposite slope. Of course, the hunter saw him instantly. He forgot Nm‘u-:dd the Kid. Billy, with long , was the one he wanted. It was & long shot, but there was a chance that he could get him. He aimed with the eatest care, and fired. There was & ittle puff of dust at Billy's feet and Billy moved a few steps, then turned to look back. The hunter fired again, and this time Billy gave a little jump. ‘Then he turned and rapidly climbed beyond range. While this was going on Nanny had seen her chance to lead Kid Surefoot to safety. Now, she was worried over Billy, and it was with a sigh of relief that she saw him coming to join them. There was a spot of red on one flank of his white coat. *“Oh, my dear, you are_hurt!” she cried. “It is nothing,” replied Bllly, and in fact it wasnt’ much more than a scratch. “Now, you two follow me. When there are hunters with terrible fire-sticks, about the only thing to do is to climb where they cannot follow.” So Bllly led the way up, up where the Kid had never been before and where no man could follow. He kept close to his mother’s heels, and in his heart was such fear as he never had known before, and with it was hate— hate of the two-legged creature called man, and his fire-stick. A WASHINGTON DAYBOOK BY HERBERT PLUMMER. (ONE of the aristocrats of the Senate | will be missing Wwhen Congress | convenes in December for what is be- | ing heralded as the most eventful ses- gion in years. He is Lawrence Colorado. Twelve Wears he served in the Senate, and he was perhaps as lit- tle known publicly when he voluntar- ily retired as he was when he en- tered that body. Phipps was that kind of a Senator. It was not often 777 that he spoke on the floor. He pre- ferred to sit at his desk on the front Tow of the Repub- lican side of the chamber and lis- ten. It was al- most_impossible to lure him into debate. When he made | ® set speech he prepared it carefully and read it. He possesses few of the characteris- tics of a politician. He was averse to personal publicity, disliked to talk to newspaper men. No particular legislation interested thim to the point that it became a | hobby, as is so often true with other | Cowles Phipps of Senators. He was chairman of the Committee on Post Offices and con- fined his activities largely to that field. He was reputed to be immensely wealthy, His home in Washington— Single Oak —was the residence of Josephus Daniels when he was Presi- dent Wilson's Secretary of the Navy. He also has a home in Denver, a mountain place in the Rockies and an estate in Los Angeles. While in Wash- ington he moved in the most exclusive society, entertained frequently and well. His _closest friends in the Senate were Reed of Pennsylvania, Moses of New Hampshire and Bingham of Con- necticut. With the first named he was very intimate. They were joint owners of a speed boat which they kept on the Potomac River for fishing trips and duck shoots. But toward his other colleagues he was reserved and digni- fied. Always he greeted them with a merry smile and twinkling eyes, but that was about all. One never heard him called “Larry.” A limousine with a liveried chauf- feur carried him from Single Oak to the Senate and back every day. He was ore. of the best dressed men in the Senate, smoked and chewed to- bacco, played cards in serious fashion. His hair and trim mustache are white. He beloni,n to 14 clubs—6 in Denver, 4 in New York and 4 in Washington. THE EVENING 12 You Can't Cross- Examine the District Attorney. STAR, Speaking of Reducing. YJOE, WILL You 60 DOWN To TRE DELICATESSEN AND 6ET ME HALF A €veRyYPooY - DoN'Y YOu womk 2 O “THAT OLD B0Y IS SLOWER THAN -THE FEDERAL COURTS \* HE DOESN'T LET US WASHINGTON, D. C, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 13, 1931 WelL —UK — LETS SEE— AVE_TO HAVE TH' ALl > \E THEM THEYRE GOW' TO TH K\D, THEY'LL Po - WHET PO WT ONE OVER WS HEAD, JOE 7| Ao Wake HIM ue CARE., EA% WHAT IN TIME HAVE You Got THERE ¥ POTATe SALAD, GoLD PoRK, SWEET PICKLES, PEANUT BUTTER, ANCHOVIES, ROQUEFORT CHEESE — HUMRH T Nou Atwas WERE TOO HONEST FOR © GOOD ~ NO MOUR OwN BUSINESS MAN THAT AN'T FAIR- T ASKED Youv NO. BuT IT’S DARN GoOOoD CROQUET/ 1 7 oo By HQWARD FREEMAN ROUGH, WE’LL NEVER GET 'fli“ EIHTEEN "HOLES It's Something. MY BRUDDER PUDDINHEAD WAS PUT OFF THE BASESALL TEAM BECAUSE. HE was Too MY MOMIS WiNDA PARTICULAR o SHE SAID SHE DIDN’ WANT NO THIEVES IN THE FAMILY ! . Western Indian. . Military official. . Sign of the Zodiae, 8. Interval of rest. . To d. . Salt of acetic acid. . Al ent. . Act of awakening. . A whim, . Lively minuet. Ebbs. . Attractive. . Mental image. . Low, marshy ground. . An Indo-European. . Atmosphere. . Tropical black bird. . A wing. . Part of a toe. . Trade mark. . Proofreader’s mark. . Showed contempt. . Pertaining to Siam. . Spike of corn. . Endeavor. . Sprinkles lightly. . Delayed. . SBmoked pork. . Lukewarm. . Hindu Queen. . Metalliferous rock. . Greek goddess of dawn. An instructor. . Parts of a flower. . Sorrow. Down. . Priestly orders of ancient Media and Persia, M . Pertaining to Nova Scotia. . Deep musing. . Covered porch, Head covering. . Siamese coins. . Toward the sheltered side. . City in Wyoming. . Great Lake, . Male child. . Cat (collog.). . Place alone. . Spanish dumplings. Rais 5 e, . Collection of facts. . Malicious glances, . A knit cap. . Plunged head foremost. . Daub. . Fragment of cloth. . Be ill . Rains. . A rampart. . Continent. . Prophetess. . Cuts into two equal parts. . Bovine, . Tempts. . Those who eat according to regimen. . Hawaiian food. 53. A stalk. . So be it. . Abraham's wife. . Broad smile. . Lyric poem. . Soft cushion. l i oot A skeleton unearthed near Teihos, New Zealand, recently, is belleved to be hundreds of years olé. HIT BREATHED IT'S LAST JEST AS YUH WALKED WAL, HIT HAD A DADEGUMMED BAD BREATH ™EN! # NUH COULDNIT FIND A FISH FRESHER'N " wow DO THOSE MOVIE WRITERS EVER A UL SNACK-. \WHATCHA Say (14 SLNYNTLRY A Fishy Deal.