Evening Star Newspaper, November 27, 1931, Page 50

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By Thornton W. Burgess. BEDTIME STORIES his legs were much longer, so that he stood higher, and this made him look mueh bigger. g That rush was so sudden that Unc | Billy didn't have time to run or to climb & tree. He was so taken by sur- Runty, the smallest and the smart- est of Unc' Billy Possum's 12 children, believed that his eyes had been given him to use, and he did use them. Of course, all his brothers and sisters used their eyes. They would-have been queer little folk if they had not. But they |prise that he didn’t have time to move didn't use theirs in quite the way Runty | before Flip was on him With open aid his. They used theirs to look at ail [moyth and had seized Unc' Billy by the new things that they ran across |the back of the neck. Now, Unc’ Billy's every day and to hunt for good things |skin is loose and Flip had him only by to eat. Runty used his In the same |the skin. He gave Unc’ Billy a tremen- way, but also he | dous shake and threw him to one side. his father and m |Unc' Billy fell limp and apparently lifeless on his left side, so that he was facing Runty up in the trce. Flip sprang forward and stood over him, | ready to shake him again if he moved. | Unc’ Billy didn’t move. More than once | | Flip had shaken a Rat to deatn in just | y. But Unc' Billy was so much |bigger than the biggest Rat that Flip |ever had killed that he was surprised, |and he showed it. He hadn't expected it was going to be so seasy. | Flip backed away a few steps and | iooked at Unc’ Billy suspiciously. Then { he walked-all around him, all the time | iooking at him. There wasn't so much s the twitch of an ear or the motion |of an eyelid. | “Dead,” thought Flip. “Dead, and I killed him with one shake. I wouldn't | I:ave believed it could be done. No, sir. | If any one had told me I could do it, I | wouldn't have believed it. I thought | that fellow would fight. but he didn't. |1 guess I was too quick for him. He FLIP BACKED AWAY A FEW STEPS |didn't so much as show his teeth, and AND LOOKED AT UNC' BILLY |Le has some good ones.” SUSPICIOUSLY. As Unc' Billy lay there his moutn was open and his lips drawn back. so all they did and how they did it. That |that his sharp teeth showed plainly was wherein he was smarter than the (His long fur was badly rumpled. He others. | was a forelorn looking Possum. Flip Runty had formed the habit of fol- | walked over to him and sniffed him all lJowing Unc’ Billy about wherever he [over. He even poked his nose in one went. At first it bothered Unc' Billy, [of Unc' Billy's ears. It must have but after a_ while he rather liked it.|tickled, but if it did Unc' Billy made no Sometimes it would happen that the |sign. That ear didn't twitch the least two would roam quite a distance from | bit. Flip lost interest and presently the others and thus Runty had many a | rotted ‘away. tidbit which he did not have to share | All this Runty saw. Never did a with the cthers more frightened little Possum live. He It happened that early one evening, |was so badly frightened that had he bafore it was really dark, that they were | not been hoiding tightly to a twig by fhus off by themselves. Runty had [his funny little tail he might have climbed a little way up in a small tree, | fallen. He hadn't dreamed that such & while Unc' Billy was poking about be- | terribie thing could happen. But it had, Icw. Without any warning, there was a (and there lay his father without a sign rush of feet and what looked to Runty (of life. Never had he felt so small and a black-and-white monster, with |helpless. He didn't even know where king teeth, made a rush at | his mother and brothers and sisters v. Of course, it wasn't a mon- | were. He was just a very small person ster at all. It was simply Flip the Ter- | suddenly left all alone in the Great vier. Actually he wasn't such a very |World. Do you wonder that he was great deal bigger than Unc’ Billy, but | frightened? \ LETTER-OUT By Charles H. Joseph. d them to watch & DAMSON | Letter-out and he's a rover. CLOSER | Letter-out and apples have ‘em. Drtter-out and loafers pass the time' that way. DAILY Letter-out and he carries a club- shaped stafl of office. SCREAM Letter-out and the landlord sets it. ENTHRAL Remove one letter from each word and rearrange to spell the word called Yor in the last column. Print the letter in center column opposite word you have removed it from. If you have “lettered-out” correctly it will spell what expenccs ave getling. Answer to Yesterday’s LETTER-OUT. PROBATES | P be without them. ' R , Letter-out and a razor's better for it. HONED Letter-out and it's socks for mother. DARNS (Copyright, 1931.) Letter-out and he lays it on thick. BOASTER Letter-out and women can't well WAGONS DEHORN STRAND Letter-out and it's against. SURVEYS el Palm fruit. Sixth Jewish month, 59. Put to flight. Held a session. Shy. Swayed dizzily. . Toward. Adversaries. 69. Diameter of a bullet. 1. Revolutionary major general, 72. Melodic subjects. Down. Yellow or scarlet dye-stuff. Pronoun. Appropriate, Pastry shell. Ordeal. Most luminous color of the spectrum. . Having a fixed purpose, . Otherwise. . Part of “to be.” Wholly engrossed, Relating to moral action. . A mode of scenic representation. 3 Shaft chambers in a mine. . Crinkled fabrics. . Garden shrub, Male voices. Reqmsllp.‘ A connecting passageway of water. Foolish talk. i tat . Clothing fabrics. . Cut into thin pieces, More opaque. . Camellike animals. . Bent backward or downward. Bestow. 3. Flowing through pores. Form of musical comedy. Undergoes a change. . Roman magistrate next to a consul. . Discover. 3 Bmtbl erltoed‘\i ical word of unknown meaning. White frost. ; In printing, a direcsion to cancel. l . A metal stamp. Indistinct. . Printer's measure, . To exist. . Talkative. Bellowed. . Make ready. Eccentric. Behold! . Warbles. . Spartan magistrate. Deed. Retaliation according to Mosaic law. 4. To fatigue. Little golf mounds, Drooped. To cover the top of. Faint colorings. . Fluctuates Myself. 25 Breathed hoarsely in slecp. ks to indizate soft sound of “c.” imal Put to the proof. . Monkeylike animal. Kernel Answers a 0 THE EVENING YEH, EDDIE BOWERS WAS IN AND TOUCHED ME FOR TenN BuckS! HE SAID HE wAT MARRYING A RICH We shouldnt judge our neighbor’s life . Y We cannot know his |/ S spirits needs. Euch one must grow his natural way — You cant grow trees from Flower seeds. fryee~ | WISH YouD GET AT THIS CLoSET oF OLD MAGAZINES AND CLEAN IT 0T, JoE JUST FoR AT 1 wiLL A Place for Everything, an Everything in Its Place. 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