The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 16, 1919, Page 15

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' —~ Mrs. Knagg—If you don't treat me | r Fe EVERETT TRUE By CONDO! oot etm een, 7 - & GwWe THS REST OF IT To THE N “PUNNY* GUY THAT ASKS ae el wHeRe ¥ Bovanr (til! better I'll go home to my mother. Her Husband—And {f I thought | your mother’s neighbors could stand | both of you at the same time, I'd let |, Shipping Agent-—We pay you $200 e | for the voyage and a bonus of $500 if lyou lose your life by torpedo or —— mine. Think of that bonus, man, It's at least worth trying for. - onde ie dina a | FIFTY FUPTY Harold Hollownyt—I dread old | age, with its wrinkled brow. | Polly Pickles—Don't worry. There | fan't room enough enough on your | brow for more than one thin wrinkle. | First Yegs—Money ts plentiful. se ee a alae) i oo | Second Yegs—So is cops; so what's TURNED DOWN | ae ? 4 Bae: ert » OH! YES, INDEEDY - ———» ee, o, Miss Skelton—You advertised for a cloak model, a perfect 36. I'mone. | The Manager—The 26 means the | figure, not the age, lady. June—Did he marry for money? Belle—Well, he married just one| || day before his income tax was de | clarable, | THE BOTHER OF IT — Lae a A SCARCE ARTICLE a ———n| Her Husband—Isn't it great to be jl using the good old twocent stamp again? Mrs. Fadhunter—Well, I suppose The Advertiver—"Can you run my ad next to pure reading matter?” it's all right to change the styles | occasionally, but it's a big nuisance to have the change come right after 2% bought my stationery to match tne lavender stamps. Ceacammecl IY | '| can, But this is a popular story magazine and there's not much read. ing matter in it that’s very pure.” | yet, dear; I haven't made your will | Hubby (reading anctent history) Farmer Hick; “This here apple 1 It says in this book that Argus had call the Karly Bird.” | 100 eyes, City Man: “Why #0?” Witle—Well, pity the poor man when he had to peel onions for his Farmer Heck: “It always gets the i wife, THE SEATTLE STAR—SATURDAY, AUGUST 16, 1919. | pores OF THE DUFFS WEDLOCKED— THAT MAN 1S SOME CHARMER- TAKE’ A PEEK AT Ti’ PEACHES THAT SwARM AROUND HIM INSTRUCTORS NO 1 DONT nue LISTEN, NOW, LISTENS ‘SWuckKs- THAT GSAT TH’ WAY To READ- TRY THAT AGAIN= READ AS IF VOU WERE TALKING = AOTICE TWAT MARK KY Tut END 2~ AW You HAVE To GOTo School To LEARN To TCAN READ—UonrST {CAN LISTEA NOW, Jus’ SCE IF —— teanT! — - v4 KEEPING UP WITH THE JONESES— HERE Y'ARE, GET WHAT! Do You THINK ‘YER HOT Docs, TD BE SEEN, EATING bang FIVE CENTS'| A HOT Doe? WHY *R-R-RED HoT! 14 SUPPOSING “TH JONESES Gee! Let's GET A COUPLE QLaARICE' SAW US, WHAT WOULD ¢ THEY THINKS 5 *\ of / Dy ” 4, Le tf CAN “YoU IMAGINE (TR. AND f@s. ASTORBILT WALKING ALONG EATING HOT DoGS? WHY N'Boy You WOULDN'T LAST TEN MINUTES IN Team Had « Rarrel of Luck YES- HE'S ONE OF TH’ SwWiMMIN’ Oh, Shame On You, Clarice! IT DONT KNOW WHERE You GET YOUR ORDINARY TASTES FRom! “THE 106A, HOT Dogs!!! WHy IT AIN'T BEING DONE IN SASSIETy!! You've Got TO HAVE More TACT! EXERCISE A LITTLE DISCRETION! WELL FOLKS -Y Ste, 1M RIDING ONTHY BACK OF THIS PICTURE - GUES' TLL cuT The Ad Man—"I'll do the best 1| by don't think I'm going to get well.” She—What's good for mosquito Mrs, Benham—"But you can't die! pites? Smarty—Any kind of human flesh. She—Do they bother you? Hewitt—"A man fell dead in a res- taurant today.” Jowett——"Heart failure, caused by acute indigestion?” Hewltt—"No, shock caused by find ing that the price of some grticles of food had been reduced.” Miss s&mpleson—Oh, dear! I found | be another wrinkle today and I'm afraid I'm growing old, And TI do #0 dread it Professor Harinut—Don't worry, miss, Beauty is only skin deep,| but she is so terribly tall. Think It's the mind that counts and your| what a distance poor baby will have mind is still that of a child of 10,] to fall when she drops him,” She—"What do you think of the new nursemaid, dear?” He—"She looks capable, my dear, City Relative: “Ever since you've been in town you're going to a soda fountain two or three times a day and ordering lemonade, and I know you don’t drink lemonade.” Farmer Cornstalk; “Yep, you're right. I didn’t want the lemonade, but I was willin’ to pay the dime so as to get @ straw to chew,” § | difference” any difference between the people | here and those of the East?" Mr, Lakeside: PAGE 18 By ALLMAN | er KaEeaOn IF DOW ‘ah {NO ONE BUT TH’ = BOSS AN’ I —By BLOSSER WHERE ARE You GOING LITTLE NOW YOU SNEAK OVER AND GET Six FROM TH’ MAN AND WE'LL TAKE THEM HOME an’ EAT THEN! FROM MY TRIP ae Jinks: “You took dreadfully Date” Mr. Manhattan: “Do you notice | tered. What's happened?” Binks; “Wife has been pelting me with flowers. Me ,,| Jinks: “Why, that wouldn't mark ‘About an. hour "|e up in that manner.” Binks; “Oh, they were in the pote.” ie

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