Evening Star Newspaper, August 6, 1937, Page 28

B—12 I Suburban Heights. By Gluyas Williams THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, FRIDAY, AUGUST s, MOON MULLINS. OH,MY STARS/ YOU HADN'T OUGHT TO HAVE THROWED THAT BIG VASE OUT THE WINDOW AT THAT MAN. 1937, An Opposite Similarity. SAY, EMMY-ARE YOU SURE THAT GUY 1 CROWNED WITH TH CROCKERYS TH’ ONE THAT THREATENED TO GET ME LAST WEEK2 -By WILLARD WHY NOT? YOU ALWAYS SAID YOU DIDN'T LIKE THAT POT ANYWAY. THAT WAS THE |, DISTRICT ATTORNEYS OFFICE —THEY SAID THEY SENT A PLAIN CLOTHES MAN OVER TO GUARD US IN PLACE OF OFFICER MURPHY TO NIGHT, ONLY HE WAS MUCH STOUTER AND HAD A BLACK MUSTACHE. OHNES- ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE. Such a Blessed Relief. l’_rELL-YOU Im Too TiRED. IVE HAD A ToUGH DAY AND | IMm ALL N (©1937 N Y. TRIBUNE, 1uC - You HAYE THE WRONG NUMBER . “THERES NOBobDY HERE By THAT NAME TRE NEIGHBORS GOT UP AT FIVE GCLOCK TO GIVE FRED PERLEY A FRIENDLY SEND-OFF ON HIS VACATION, AND THEY WERE PRETTY DISGRUNTLED WHEN FRED FINALLY APPEARED AT SEVEN, TO SAY HE MAD DECIDED NOT T0 START UNTIL AFTER BREAKFAST i (Copyright, (837, by The Bell Syndicate, Ive ) | DONT cARE WHO IT IS — AND | DONT cAarRE WHAT LISTEN, VI. | WiLL —1 BXCUSE You GIVE — NOT Go ouT TeNIGHT “SHUCKS! STOP WORRYIN'—IF THE PANAMA CANAL 1S CLOSED WE'LL GO AROUND THE HORN.” The big ship rose free of the treacherous plain and spiraled upward. Below was the Kavuru vil- lage, snuggling at the foot of the giant escarpment. Tarzan and Brown were not interested in the vil- lage, but in the canyon where lay the temple of Kavandavanda, " DAN DUNN. Aroused by the drone of the motor, Kavuru war- riors gathered in the main street of the village, casting their eyes aloft. ‘“The dead men fly!" one whispered in awed tones, for he believed the ma- chine was driven by the aviators they had killed, now come to life, Brown guided the ship above the lofty escarpment and t jutting cliffs. Below them now, in the valley, lay Kavandavanda's temple, their objective. Brown looked down with & frown, then shouted to Tarzan. “Not a chance to land there!” - —By NORMAN MARSH. of Kavuru and terrified them. “They come to take revenge!” another warrior cried. “Let us hide!” several shrieked in chorus. Instantly the streets were deserted as they hid from the vengeance of the dead. Secret Operative 48. SEE, DAN, THEY'VE \ YOU STAY HERE=-- MADE THOSE ROCKS ]I'M GOING BACK ON THE TOP OF THE /AND CIRCLE AROUND HILL--WHAT SHALL _ TO THE OTHER SIDE p WE D0?? =-THAT WAY WE'LL HAVE THEM FROM BOTH SIDES--IF THEY MOVE OUT-- WE SHOULD HAVE SHOT THEM DOWN WHEN WE HALTED THEM-- I DON'T LIKE THE IDEA OF SHOOTING WOMEN--EVEN OF THE TYPE OF MA ZINGER!! DON'T BE SILLY-- THEY CAN'T TAKE US NOW--WHEN IT GETS DARK WE'LL MOVE QUT AND BEFORE THEY KNOW IT WE'LL BE ON THE HIGHWAY AND GONE[ BUT REMEMBER, NONE OF US WiLL BE TAKEN ALIVE-- IF THEY TAKE US, THEY'LL TAKE US ; OEADY’ S Copyright. 1937, s Syndicate MESCAL IKE. DONT GIT MAD IF HE DON'T GIT TH' IDEA RIGHT AT FIRST - JEST KEEP Fway TO LEARN A DORG TRICKS _VUH \ GOTTA BE SENTLE, KIND AND PATIENT 9. Oldtime piece of ordnance. Amulet. . Shore bird with short bill and tail. . Excavator. . Curt. Knowing: slang. . Part. . Ingulf. . A winged horse. . A hank. . Haunts. . Early Scottish tribal payment. . Born. . Volutes. . Perch. . The true heaths. . Size. . Nimble. 0 . Evergreen shrub having delicate pink flowers in the Spring. . Flaxen cloths. . Ferment. . Quality of being. . Island of Dalmatia . Fashion. - Meshed fabrics. . Speck. 5. Roman moaney. . Rested. 1. Promise. 6. Lively dance. ely dance WANT HIM TO DO ANY SOON HE'LL UNDERSTAND — 20. Duplicity 21. Heating chamber. 22. Vessel having one mast. 24. Projecting border of a roof. 25. A color. 26. Inflated. 28. For 29. Lines oi tracks collectively. 31. Person of a class. 33. Depend 34. Container. 35. Retreat 38. Affectionate. 42. Mouths: Latin . 18-6 WAR ON CRIME-Escape . . . and Giving the Alarm! - True Stories of G-Men Activities Based on Records of the Registered U. 8. Paten Jul Federal Bureau of Investigation—Modified in the Public Interest. il b -By REX COLLIF COL. KIMBERLING? THIS 1S TROOPER TURNBULL YES, SIR . T WAS KIDNAPED.. BY TWO MEN AND A GIRL. FLASH A LOOKOUT FOR THIS TAG... MICHIGAN v-81020 / THE KIDNAPED TROOPER) TURNBULL WAS LEFT HALF-SUBMERGED AT THE BOTTOM OF THE THAT'LL TEACH HIM T'KEEP HIS NOSE OUTA OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS /.. BUT I STILL THINK WE SHOULD'VE CROAKED HIM # st African monkey. 50. Descendant, 52. Teutonic war god. 53. Ways 54. Representation. 56. Having the teeth all alike. 58. Hunting dog. 59. Consumers. 60. Tree-climbing civet of the Orient. 61. Ancient Greek pillar, Down. 1. A promenade. 2. Addicted. 3. Mongoloid people of Nepal. 4. Being. 5. Science of the character of a peo- ple. 6. Frisk. 8. Not brief. 7. Trouble. Bedtime Stories / BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. Sometimes through what seems mere mishap You find that you are in a trap. —Little Bear. UNHURT, THE JERS! SEVERED HIS BONDS ON A TREE STUMP Solution to Yesterday’s Puzzle.’ bd ] [4 U i R HOPRIW1 A Il A Ly O D] A m|X|>[m) OPlOmir Z|m gm0 M-\ m[r>X] m| .~ VI |E| T A N U E DR WhER iCo) 1] L L] Al =) L| E M| Al L 10 O/MONC T/~ Mil>O/Z| Hlonmr~|om A S ‘WO cubs high in a tree, up which Mother Bear had sent them, were watching Prickly Porky the Porcu- pine waddling along on the ground. He had just climbed down from a neighboring tree. “Where do you suppose that fel- low is going?” u‘om cub, a3 they &/ | leaned over from their perch to see better. “Perhaps he is looking for an- other tree,” replied the other cub. “Wouldn't it be funny if he should climb this tree?” said the first. “I guess he would climb' down again when he found us up here,” replied the other. “He is heading right this way,” said the first. It was true. waddling along in his slow " fash- ion straight for the tree in which the cubs were perched. Sure of this now, they looked at each other & bit uneasily. Som Prickly Porky Prickly Porky was looked bigger now than he had when he was in one tree and they in an- other. They hastily scrambled down a little way, that they might see him better. Perhaps he didn't intend to climb their tree at all. Perhaps he was just going to go past it to an- other tree. Not once did Prickly Porky look up. He waddled along in his slow and awkward fashion, and so pres- ently came to the foot of the tree in which ‘were the cubs. He was still talking to himself, fretfully. He stopped at the foot of the tree and seemed to be trying to make up his mind. AT & time, & very long time, e it seemed to the cubs, he seemed to reach a decision. He stood up, hooked his claws “into the bark of the tree and began to climb. The twins looked at each other !n consternation. This wasn't funny, after all. What to do? They couldn’t get out of that tree without passing close to this fellow now climbing up, and somehow, despite their boast- ing, they were afraid to do that. Besides, hadn’t Mother Bear told them not to leave that tree? They looked at each other, and each saw the look of Iright in the eyes of the other. Then they looked down at Prickly Porky. He was climbing, slowly to be sure, but climbing. “Go away.” cried one little Bear in a voice that he tried to make sound bold, but which didn’t sound bold at all. “This is our tree,” added the other, in just the same sort of voice. Prickly Porky stopped and looked up. But the eyes of Prickly Porky are dull. He does not have to use them enough to keep them bright and sharp. He failed to see the cubs. “What is that?” he demanded, fretfully. “It's us! This is our tree!” cho- rused ,the cubs. You see, they were :luttl s lot of people when they fof the voices that it could not b‘ 1 ~ ) said, “It's us.” thing. If they had said that they were Mother Bear's cubs, that would have meant something to Prickly Porky. I have an idea that he would have gone into reverse and gone down that tree much faster than he had come up. As it was, he didn't know who “us” was, and he didnt see the cubs. So he kept right on with his slow upward climb. It wasn’t often that he was interfered with by anybody. He had decided to climb this tree, and he was going to climb it, no matter who might be up above him. You see, he knew by the sound | That didn't mean a anybody he need have any fear of. The cubs turned and scrambled up to their former position. They were worried. Truth to tell, they were frightened. This fellow might be slow and clumsy, but he was bigger than they had thought he was, and he was persistent. Moreover, there was some= thing queer about him. The cubs climbed higher. They realized now that they were trapped, and it was rather a dreadful feeling. It always is, this feeling of being trapped. They could go so high and no highers What if he should keep on coming up? It was a dreadful thcught. 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