Evening Star Newspaper, July 29, 1937, Page 51

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THE _EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. €., THURSDAY, JULY 29, 1937. ings . | THE MOUNTAIN BOYS. —Bv PAUL WEBR. LIFE’S LIKE THAT. —By NEHER. Sonnysayings ;e _ > THAT'S WHERE S K ‘WAMNL = THERE’S GRAN'MAW — WILLIE, LUKE-, AN 2 7 PY Z I ONCLE RAFE. AN’ GRANPAP. % . ! \| s, : oW? OLKS$? WHERES Too, AH RECKON. /] mis.oooLey's /;% Z ) 2 4 COOKING STCHML CF THE AR / XY.Z NETWORK, /wumunmummummlm st 2 =08 I-notice, Mr. Pennyweight, that you plugs yer watermelons t' see is they ripe! Would you like t' hire a good taster, very cheap? THE CHEERFUL CHERUB - . Mosquitoes cannot help it, [ suppose, that theyre a pest, vt vedetarian Arethe bind T lik ‘1 SMELL SOMETHING BURNING AND IT'S NOT HERE . ..LOOK AT re the hin 1he, % WHAT A LUCKY GIRL ANNIE ¥ LAl W You D0? YOUR CAKES, GIRLS!" the best. 1 SRDv - vouRe SYavinG! IS TO HAVE YOU- | ALWAYS OH. YOU OLD RASCAL- IF_ THAT LOUD-MOUTH WANTED A DOG WHEN | fl YOU DO UNDERSTAND DOESNT LIKE IT, HE CAN WAS A YOUNGSTER - THEY'D vl 1T KNOW YOUu LUMP | T- GEE- | ALMOST NEVER LET ME HAVE ONE- i DO- IF ONLY YOU BELIEVE YOU UNDERSTAND I'M SURE ANNIE'LL LET ME WHAT I'M SAYING- CALL YOU MINE, T0O- DONT YOU THINK SO? Bedtime Stories BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. The world doth hold no sadder sight Than relatives that hate and flfihl ature. d Mother THE great world contained no more badly scared baby than was Mother Bear's lost cub as he stared at the hungry, cruel greenish eyes of Tufty the Lynx, glaring at him = = not more than two good jumps away.| BEN WEBSTER’S CAREER. To run was useless. Anyway, the little cub was too frightened to run. | B He was too frightened to move. He | - = — | was oo (rightcgned 10 move or even WELL, HERE WE MAY 1\ NOURE SEE| / = g:,v;&;,\?\sk F\\L(EAM | cry. Al he could do was to stare in ARE: TWE NUGGET ||~ oft [otyvess o= EYPERIENCE, el terror at those two dreadful eyes. UNE APPARENTLY 15 -~ = | AS A CLERK OR ERS AN Now, Tufty the Lynx is nothing if | I POSSE 650N SOMETHING, ~__\ \WORK REAL HARD, not cautious. Here was & wee Bear OF WICKED n = ‘ : — SR~ whom he could kill easily. It would ST T ? T make him a splendid dinner. There 2 e N \ 0 appeared to be no reason, no reason BEN WEBSTER I e 1 » \\\ at all, why he shouldn't have that SEEMS TO BE dinner right now. But Tufty hesi- | ouT IN tated. He wanted first to be abso- | THE COLD- lutely sure that Mother Bear was | JASON JONES nowhere about. He was afraid of 1S STANDING BY Mother Bear, and with reason. | A QECREY(L’V Tufty has good ears. He had been | AND AS quite a distance away when he had | first heard the cub crying as he ran | FOR JULIET through the Green Forest, trying to | JORDAN - 5 find Mother Bear. Instantly Tufty| 129 “I RAN INTO YOUR BOY FRIEND AT THE BEACH TODAY. had stopped to listen. “That's a Bear cub. and he is lost.” :hn}mhtf e HOW TO TORTURE YOUR WIFE. —By WEBSTER ;;‘:;L\, h’: i:’fl,f;;’;hf; ’;:‘L‘ h“n::‘,‘,"! “KEEPING UP WITH THE JONES.” still more lost. He must be a very little fellow, and very good eaung.l This will be worth looking into. It | certainly will.” | So in his usual stealthy fashion | 1VOU NEED Tuity began to stalk that crying cub, | COME, BOYS, 1’{.‘"9'.25575» TS EDDIE! WERE [y stopping every few steps to look, listen TIME FOR BED! o]} T SLEEP YOU . SURE GLAD L and silently test the air for sight or | LET'S SEE WHO'S ; 2 A T0 GO \ GET BEFORE YOU'RE BACK sound or smell of Mother Bear. When | TH' FIRSTONE BEDTIME ) 15" Ecp!) MIDNIGHT 1 WORKING the cub, tired out, had curled up to| | TUCKED e/ E_ STORN? / ) e HERE AGAIN! rest and had cried himself to sleep | NI 2 is | CAN STAY oR 3 / { / Tufty had been not far away. Then T OB as the little Bear had whimpered and cried in his sleep Tufte crept to within a couple of jumps of the little sleeper, | and there he had watched and | twitched his stub of a tail and tried | to forget that there was usch a person as Mother Bear, and while he still hesitated the cub awoke. Tulty had just made up his mind that at present there was nothing to fear from Mother Bear, and that the sooner he caught that cub the better, when he became aware of 2, M the stealthy approach of some one Hope He’s Sincere. else. The look in his eyes became — = SNT MAT 1T still uglier, if that were possible, as EReo MISS GRUNTLEY, 1 DONT el ey ot See s o he turned to face the newcomer. R OO0 TO BED.NYOURE YAWNNG ¥ KNOW WAT THE FUTURE NO*--*'“'-"-\CC"-)“'LEr ¥ cosT- T WAS DEL\CI?.E IAMIDWAS Presently a round head very much FOR ME _L CAMUT | SO WIDE YOU COULPNT | MAy BRING FORTH BUT TLL ng)gz‘ifiaég\.? THE Mg?ge?i:vg vé)u 570Q.< ME |like his own, but without the big| Sl e HDE. YOUR MOUTH BACK. e e i S EeER O srRA\)D S e A tufts of hair on the tips of the ears s OF A PALM- A\ GRACIOUS HOSPITALITY BVEN ST B N~ A LE and with less of a face ruff, appeared ; / =0 k N 10 1917 by The Aumeststod Mewspagers Z - CeENTS NOU WILL ALWAYS LIVE IN_ THE | from behind a big rock. It was his CEEE ) N 2erEssea e T I cousin, Yowler the Bobcat. A s % . A z Co A The two cousins glared at each N « i 2 ] bl Zlas g CambSons other. There was hate in the eyes of = / | 4 < z ; each. There they were, own cousins, ) \ =z ( 45 > i vyet each hating the other and showing \ lm it. Tufty knew at once what had - brought Yowler there. He, too, had z heard the crying of the cub and had - TRUENTY MINUTES ;mx;;ud possible opportunity for AFTER THE HOUSE HAS “He's mine!” snarled Tufty. “I get here first.” Yowler twitched his stubby tail angrily, laid his ears flat back, showed all his teeth, dug his sharp claws into the ground and snarled: “He isn't yours. You haven't taken him yet, and you are not going to take him if I /) L E T T E R - O U T have anything to say about the mat- NOW WHEN YOUR COUSIN A VERY VERY MERE'S TIMOTHY, PINMEAD! ter. I came over here after that cub, TIMOTHY COMES TODAY, TLE LITTLE BOY, NOWA%OD UPPLSAY\BI'RS _— 4, and if you think you can prevent me 1 WANT YOU TO BE YERY AND I WANT YOU BY CHARLES H. JOSEPH. . taking him just think again.” NICE TO HIM/ TO MANDLE HIM 14 Now the two cousins were very WITHIKIDIGLOVES ¢ nearly of a size, and if the truth were known each had considerable respect PLUMBED ‘ Letter-Out and they collided. BUT-MOM, THE MAN SAID THESE QLOVES WERE MADE OUT OF KID A\ SAMDIN for the other as a fighter. Neither really wanted to fight the other. So each tried to bluff. Such a snarling QUERIST ‘ Letter-Out for riding whips. and spitting as there was! Such a growling and yowling! They had quite e eeeeee————————————————————————————————————————— forgotten that Mother Bear might be USURPED ‘ Letter-Out and you &ive hot NT somewhere about. For the time being they even forgot the object of their quarrel, the Bear cub. RIVETING Letter-Out and he asks you over. Both had stubby tails, hardly worth calling tails: But they were big enough t , b UNREAL | Tererom and 1 pertaie 15 1 0 twitch, and they were twitched. Puma the Panther never twitched the “| end of his long tail more vigorously than these two stubs of tails were twitched. If you ever see Yowler the Remove one letter from each worg a.n?ure:;nnleuto llpell the vor': Bobcat or Tufty the Lynx and are un- B d for in the last column. Print the letter center column opposite | certain which you are looking at, take 3 D AT NORWAUC AT word you have removed it from. If you have “Lettered-Out” correctly | motice of the toss If it is black all the ARNED IF T Khsow, MuTT. | fwity DowT. You TrmowY /1T AT THe FOR WTANCE - WG Yo WAS| 'Q:?QAE%?&;. ¥ OOLISHNESS word means shelf. v;l:urc around at the end, you may know nw' WATCH NA“ (T AWAY AND BUY WATEH'S TALLT. fiifi‘;mgg'muwekw LIKG THAT IS €ENOUGH TO — that you are looking at Tufty the Can- NG IT'S THIS DAVLIGHT Answer to Yesterday’s LETTER-OUT. ada Lynx. If the tip of the tail is black S AGC A SAVING ! T Leer NEW YoRK AT A | Di SCOUR: Aty i = FWwE o'cLock — % above and white below, you are making 4 p = v the acquaintance of Yowler the Bob- \(/ Letter-Out and here's one place .. where it is cold. cat, the Bay Lynx. LEMON | [ | s sger (Copyrieht, 1937.) —_— GRS RN Letter-Out and break it into bita. M | I Twizzler Answer. SHAMES E SMASH The seven digits are here arfanged =Y it ‘wnd [0u, have itb (get 80 that each three connected by a 1y the _copyright line add up to 12. TERRAPIN I A l Owners 0 do this. REPRINT Letter-Out and she harps and GRANGES | § | o o o SHAKY I H Letter-out L;r Asian dufnua

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