The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 30, 1920, Page 11

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= paeok8 Seeds far Qoattle | torte ener ree or Page ory Fook.” > 195 HALLOWEEN AS THE WORD went round the) bays got most enthusiastic You see, they had a sort of a Monthly party at this house of the Little Lady en the last Saturday | night of every month, and they knew just how much fun it was to go there Ddunch together it thing you would hear some plan| about that party. | But the boys weremt the only | @nes Interested. On the thorning of the 31st old! Angeline wad at the door bright nd early Ane and when they got a was a sure ne was an ugly, stooped Told Indian, you know—with all ‘crisscrossed with wrinkleg and a wide mouth which drooped at the corners—and a sleepy sort of a look in her ey But when she came-on this Hal loween morning every wrinkle! looked like a question mark, and her little sleepy eyes fairly shone She qsked questions like a «| year-old boy, whys and hows, and| whys again, and stl she could: t) understand the party | She peered into every corner, poked her brown finger into the funny faces of the jack-o'lan terns, shook her haid in a pursed} way and finally late In the after-| noon waddied off mumbling some. thing to herself and shaking her/| head. You remember how much Indians “believed in “ere a face the} nd} “spirits” and “demons,” Angeline | they ning faces were rac! demons, and she coukin’t quite make out why the Little Lady believed in them enough to work so hard to make the “spirits” a party. When night came every window of the house was the home of one of the faces; the mantel held a row of them; they were on tables everywhere — and and Ives wherever there was a spot in that house that hadn't @ jack-o'“lantern there was a boy, Fun! Well, you know how tt was—more jokes on each other, more undapected “spirits snoop- ing around, more whixpera, andy kings and shivvers, and muf. ueals, very little light—Jjust spooks spooks-spookast Some sort of game was golng on in the half light when “tap-tap!" sounded on the big front window Quickly. the boys counted—all were there! “Taptap—aplap! O-0e-60 splap-crash!" No joke about that—this tap tap-tapping was no make-believe. Wid commotion followed the crash, “and a moment of real fear | held while the lights were being | turned on, Angeline had come to the party the tapping was her unsthady footing on a bex, and the crash was the Princess coming in quite against ber will, thru the window fane! Ask the Rainier Valley boys tf can guess who the Little probably thought all these grin | Lady i keaeee eer « FE ne. TWIN ‘that for? asked Mr. Ben iy. pointing with his cane to o ‘ the willow tree first will get gomething moet unusual.” Nick explained it all to Mr. Bunny, amd everybody else stopped talking and Ustened. s “I see,” said Ben, nodding approv- “There's a prize for the best for anyone who hits the Now, sir, what shall we apes BROWN'S cornfield, on ‘ the edge of the Green Meadows, very different from what it | @id in the days when Blacky Crow up the tender young plants, ‘or later jn the summer, when, on moonlight nights, Bobby Coon feast- there on the sweet, milky corn. byes, indeed; it looked very different, it looked even better to Happy Squtrrel than in those other Happy Jack climbed up on a post and gave a great sigh of nand pleasure a@ he look ‘over the brown field. Instead of Jong rows of broad-leaved, tall plants, were rows of what like brown tents, and Happy knew that in every one of them many, many ears of beautiful, ‘bright corn. 2 “Come on!” said Bobby Coon, crawl + under the fence, py Jack drew = long breath of delight and scrambled down the ‘ post, and two minutes later he ‘wan aittting on top of one of those brown tents, stuffing himself with | that bright, yellow corn. It was the first time that Happy “jack had been in the cornfield since the corn way ripe, but Bobby Coon had been there many mes, In fact, Bobby Coon had visited it almost night, and he knew just where Se corn was biggest and best, which way over in the middle of the id. So" he wasted no time on the tents on the edge of the field, went straight over to the very ye lle of the field and began tearing | ‘@pen one of the brown tents to get | at the plump ears hidden away in- | Now, it is hard work to think of ‘g stomach when one is thinking other things, and it ts stil! harder to think of other things when jg thinking of one’s stomach. Jack Squirrel, sitting en top . brown corn tent, had no w thought of anything but ‘Then all the boys lined up and took turns trying to hit the ball on the tree Toad, but the Muskrat boy and Ben Bunny and Wally Weodchuck had| pretty good luck. But when Scamp. er Squirrel threw, whack, ft hit the ball right in the middie. “Baxzxzzzzaa!” went the ball, “You've hit the bull’seye," sang out Nick, “and that’s the best any- one can do.” No one whnted to try after that. (Copyright, 1920, N. EB. Ad. rads of EA a b tp * Scotime : In Farmer Brown’s Cornfield how good that corn tasted as he ate and ate and ate. He quite forgot that there might be danger so far away from the Green Forest. It wasn't until a stone landed kerplunk against the brown cornstalks he wre sitting on and a loud shout fright ened him so that he‘ nearly fell over dackward that he was aware that Farmer Brown and Farmer Brown's Boy had come down to the cornfield There they were, almost over te Happy Jack Climbed Up ona Fence Post him, and Farmer Brown's Boy was Just getting ready to throw another | stone! He dropped the corn he was eating, and, like a gray flash, he dodged around on the other side of the brown tent. Then he scampered over and around the next one, his heart going pitaapat, pita-pat with fright. Now, when Happy Jack ts fright- ened, he can run very fast, and you may be sure he ran his fastest now, He doesn't feel so much at home on the ground a@ in the tree tops of |of Farmer Brown's cornfield, Dodg-! THE SEATTLE STAR DOINGS OF THE DUFFS PANsY, Now Thar [M Ee Ag EO | war You To TRL MY Fortune AND Be CARErUL Yo eer IT Just Rist! Aue SHUT FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS | ED OTTO AUTO You SHOW AM Gouna WAR A HEAP 08 mone’! | Sem where You're GONNA LIB IM A BIG House WIV A GREAT BIG YARD IM FRONT A AUTOMOBILE WHATS td WIV GLASS WuDOWS! 4 Olivia Gets a Scare Vovise A Luck Girt, Py 4 >, As (Drawings by Grove) Tt cee Hey 're HAVIN’ A TIME OUT a) '$CO ABOUT “TH’ DEMOCRATS BeIN' ALLOWED ALL THAT BOnNVeD wHiskey DERIN' “The CONVENTION You UWE BEES GRAPE - THESE Good FoR SMALLA BOY— WIN, Tis 16 ANOLD (907 CHIG-BOX! NouVE GOTTA LOT OF ¢ ; A Cuepren, | Sees ABIG WeDDIN! DEN I See WERE You'Re GONNA HAD oetil— PAGE 11 By ALLMA) You ALL DION T WAIT 7 TILE 1 Fiioned ~ Tea LITTLe Capra, CARRMING FLOWERS AT YouH NO WONDER BRYAN DIDN'T Have ANY POLLOWERS - THERE woz no DELEGATES SoBe ENOUGH TO ste By POP MO the Green Forest, and he wished with ! all his might that be bad never heard (Paid Advertisement) 306EPH WILLIAMS D@nocratic Nominee for SHERIFF As his Farmer-Labor oppo nent was born in Denmark, and bis Kepubtican opponent wax born in Austr Hams, who was b nois, the only native-born American in this contest VOTE FOR A REAL AMERICAN ing in and out around the brown corn tenta, he reached the fence and | scrambled up. Then, for the first) time, he looked around. Furmer Brown and Parmer Brown's Boy were not even looking for him. Instead, y were studying something on ground, What could it be? Then suddenly Happy Jack knew. Next story: What Farmer Brown's ! Boy Saw. pina OO Despite the fact that Orland T. MoGaffin, of Dover, O, drew No. 131813 in the draft, he saw service on six fronts and came thru with out # scratch. HOME TREATMENT CORNS AT ONCE Discovery by Chemist Ends These Painful Annoyances, } —— | The sharp, throbbing pain of the | worst corn is quickly stop) by | painting the growth with "Cactus } Corn Compoupd, a chemist’s discoy: | ery.. Furthermore, the corn thus treated will soon dry up and fall off. | It is needless for anybody to suffer | from corns and callouses, A small | bottle of Cactus Corn Compound, costing only a few cents, can be bought at any drug store and ts suf. | ficient to remove dozens of corns. Cutting makes corns grow faster and is very dangerous, The Cactus | method kills them and ia absolutely | sate. Your drugsist will refund your money if it Calla | Batisfaction Guaranteed or Money Refunded Dr. W. W. Hoagland, a prominent California dentist, has successfully treated Pyor- rhoea for fifteen -years. He has originated a wonderful remedy, PyoroVoid, for all forms of the disease, Are your gums gore? Do they bleed when you brush them? Can you squeeze puff from them? Order Pyoro-Void and get immediate relief, Or der it by mail, Just inclose $1 and it will be mailed to your address, Easy to administer. Full directions with each treat- ment. Address Dr. W. W. land, Dental Spectalist, Market St, San #rancisco, Hoag: 908 Base Hospital Folk to Hold a Reunion) First grand reunion of former members of, Base Hospital No. 50, | will be held on Armistice night at jthe New Washington hotel. Men | from all sections of the state are ex | pected to attend the banquet and | “get-together” gathering. Northwestern Business College. — down as a limit for workers. Ages Ago— every child attacked by ordinary croup was gtven KEROSENE (coal ofl) and sugar. Our forefathers rubbed coal off over their chests and throats to combat La Grippe. KEROSENE was the household remedy, and a good one, too, because coal of! (kerosene), like coal tar, contains * untold wealth in medicinal properties, KEROSENE KREAM is a acfentifically’ prepared ointment for INTERNAL and external application, containing coal oil, It Is Pleasant to the Taste _It Does Not Blister IT COMES IN 25c, 50c AND $1.00 SIZES GEO. R. T. MACK & CO. Seattle, Wash, Distributors for the State of Washington. ’ In the carly part of the 17th cen- tury the maximum wage was set) Nile Dancing elub will be given Fri, a | SECOND DANCE of Smile With Dead Men day night, November 6 at the Masonic temple Skagit Bay Lands $20.00 Per Acre Easy Terms NOTICE These lands are selling yery fast. We are now selling on the last half of these lands. The past week there have been sold over 110 chains of this land, over 800 sold to date. We only had 500 chains for sale to commence with. You can see how long you can wait and get what you want. This is your last chance, and it may be too late before you can get to examine the land. Parties having options are hereby notified to close up by the time their options expire, as we cannot hold your options open beyond the period for which they were issued. Your chance is now, so don’t pass it up, You will regret it if you do. Come to our office for particulars. Write, wire or phone. ‘ Join our excursions and see for yourself. SPARKS & DYE . 1220 Second Avenue. Phone Elliott 5015. Open Evenings. Ground Floor. Tell No Tales |

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