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THE SEATTLE STAR—-MONDAY, JUNE 30, 1919. PAGE 13 AGE 13 By CONDO'|",————— SET Re a ae CaN DOINGS OF THE DUFFS— Tom Had Another Close Shave swice (ve HAD Te. HAIR: ALL SHAVED OFF U' T TRUE macaN You P-P-P CREST Mc | I've GOT You “supper Jim’ | Now KEEP RIGHT on Gon” | Tit WE GET © THAT Bot | EXPLANEO To Them ‘Tha'r Io ITT SToP my Wane PROM MALLWMIG OvT- Bur I SUPPOSE | CAN'T BLAME “THEM, 1 DO Loom PUNY 5 lL caaSr sticté THe. House AW MoRE OF I"LL FEEL Live | WAS LockeED AND VLL CALL THe WAGON! “THis 1S MY Luck pay! 1 a OF MY HEAD MY FAMILY Won'y GO AMY PLACE. WITH Me —THe Best 1 CAN Do 13 STROLL ARouND \ [THe PARK ALONE c , Se ie or Id A JAIL Tn@ FOsTt Paice RISAT over WHERE You Sec THAT BIC TOURING CAR STANDING, WHERE S THEI ig AG ) se GET His PAY EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT: STA \ GIT My*Momie’} \ MONEY Now ?) he Bawes || + GiWu 1 FRrienos. oie 6 | THe Beiwes MorHER Caeser? BY THORNTON W. BURGESS : = pai : ; y i = : GOSH- WHAT KIND OF A (Copyright, 1919, by T. W. Burgess) 4 2 = z = ia: ae. ry A, UGHT Io THAT He's A Black Robber : —=—= Sa 2 MROWING BACK- ITS : ie pupbow. whe [Tnstantiy, Wr. Bincksaahe'withérew | [leven oer xe oe Fes : ; : é = ALMOST BLINDING- MIRROR MAKES IT i fiercely. He struck ‘i ; a i b 5 : WOW = = TWICE AO WICK - y wa sitting in his doorway his Johnny Chuck, suddeniy stop with Johnny. He had 'S to glance up and for a mo-| pened. Ali the time all the birds) ‘at motionless with horror.| were screaming as only excited ‘a Shriek, he darted into | feathered folks can. Johnny Chuck ‘At the sound of that shriek | was quite as excited as his feathered | Gna) , who all the time had friends, and so intent watching the} ae o, } - SSS ‘om her. eggs inside the hated black robber that he had eyes By BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR (Author of ‘“‘North of Fifty-Three’’) * nearest him times the same thing hap coal be the trouble. Then a { rustling drew his eyes to a ‘fe the tree a little above the to Skimmers home. There, ied around a branch, with) to and fro, eyes glit-| its and forked tongue darting out jit an be tried to look down into | test, was Mr. Biack-| hi to Johnny as if, all tn af @ery bird in tle Old Or jatrived on the scene. Such ing ax there | nd his little ‘They did their Mr. Blacksnake's almost into his, away again be But Mr. Black: He struck savagely at the birds) were powerless to nearest him, nines Bmrothprwaiag Te nothing elee. Suddenly he heard he attention to|* *€P just behind him. He turned but contin.| Bis head and then frantically dived the entrance to | Btad first down into his hole. He had jooked right into the eyes of yensbed Farmer Brown's Boy. ss his Hert payee! “Ha, ha!’ cried Farmer Brown's may. tnd Mra. Stein, | BOY. “I thought as much. With » SG a Wille cry of hope | OMS switch he struck Mr. Black-| 4 but no sooner | Hake just as the Jatter put his ‘bee disappear: In that doorway, resolved to get those id in the hole | ces this time. . But when he felt] tree struck him savagely.| tarmer Brown's Boy. Mr. Black-| | snake changed his mind. He simply | Het go his hold on that tree and drop-| |ped. The instant he touched the ground he was off like a shot for} the safety of the Old Stonewall, Farmer Brown's Boy after him.| Farmer Brown's Boy didn’t intend to| kill Mr, Blacksnake, but he did want} to give him such a fright that he} wouldn't visit the Old Orchard again} in @ hurry, and in this he quite suc-| | LARD Next story: Another Black Rob- | ber. | o THE REASON i] —IN— gE on --amoetc * WILL BE THE NEXT SERIAL PUBLISHED IN THE STAR THE FIRST INSTALLMENT roe | Be sure to read “Big Timber.” It is a vigorous love tale of * —~cannaaise wa the Northwest, a romance of a logging camp. If you read “North of Fifty-Three” you know how Bertrand W. Sinclair can write a Western story. Don’t miss “BIG TIMBER.” vada REELS OF A Re | Dae nouT WESTERN RILLER — skE 8 AS HE IS RIGHT ‘TOD, I'am getting pretty for How so? Howell haven't dipped my pen in the mucilage bottle this week,