The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 8, 1923, Page 11

FRIDAY, JUNE 8, 1928 {— THE SEATTLE STAR PAGE 14 Daily Doings of The Star’s Family of Famous Comic Folks TODD : EVERETT TRUE BY CHANCE OF ME FIXING THAT CAR? 2 rc ‘ Hi MY RIVAL JOYRIDING ) : o> 25 VX WITH MY GAL IN MY & pe . TAXICAB. HERES a ‘1 2s Mustrations by A Very Slim Chance Story by Octavus Roy Cohen. w'westen’ tayo i) eae SEEMS san NS CONDO 7. ‘ —— —\ | J RECKON YOU AND CARAMEL WHAT SEEMS TOO ) wir Hem SPENDS THE NIGHT IN a Tee MAT reR, MY CAR OR ELSE WALKS mieten a bean TWENTY-FIVE MILES TO TOWN: > , (a THERE NO CHANCE) OF YOUR GETTING ITY ///, \_A COLORED MANS LAST HEN WHEN \ SHE TAKES A VACATION FROM » , LAYING \ A EGGS Ge I GOT ABOUT AS MUCH CIIANCE ASD ] pn (2 DISCONNECTS THIS (Wike AND MAKE 8M AY THINK ‘THE CAR, BUSTE D, * 1S BUSTE 6/4 (Z tt G ED oe \ SOMGS PSOPLE NEVER GET IN OR OUT OF A” CAR SEAT WITHOUT WALLOWING ~ACC rT - - lover YoU AND KNOCKING Your HAT. | BY STANLEY | ore/on sic wars, BUT WE'RE NEVER Too OOD TO LEARN Itt) al Copgright Jobe F BY WILLIAMS! THE OLD HOME TOW yee @ (WOLD ER. NEWT SHES AREARIN, fi Aa TRE his i" id V4 AAVAH AT AN’ J } NO wit BRONCO, | | HE HAST LICK | (China T MAKE 4 His ) STEAM Comin! 5 tie GO. __{] | ARMe FOLDED, | UTA HIS — 1] \ HUH? TELL me J? NOSE. HUH, WHY AINT FELLERS AGOOD)) wil Broxo,) RIDER WHY WRY AINT SITTIN || HE Gor 4 NO-NO-) SAY TEN INCHES DA, i | } | } UNCLE BOB BLODGETT APPEARED ON MAIN STREET “THIS MORNING, THE FIRST TIME HES BEEN OuT S/NCE “THE W/NDOW SASH FELL ON HIS WHISKERS, AND BROKE THEM OFF FOURTEEN INCHES FROM THE END You ALL OF A SUDDEN? yf WASHING YOUR FACE AND \ YOUR EARS AND BRUSHING > YouR HAIR WITHOUT bene 9 “TOLD - A Very Good Reason DANNY, WHAT'S COME OVER Judge Edwin B. Parker, member of the mixed claims commission, may succeéd Judge William R. Day, as umpire, it is rumored. The |commission is a subcommit- tee of the allied reparations commission, { Nonchalance ! ~ DOINGS OF THE DUFFS ioe LooK AT Him! | GUESS PD BETTER WHERE’S THE FIRE? WASH MY FACE AND BRUSH MY HAIR Too- (Mary JONES IS If WAITIN’ FOR ME OUT IN FRONT THERE: Atul (Bart 5 i ile Pope Pius is modest and oT | camera-shy, but he stopped — rai | for the photographer’ to snap i this unusual view of him in the gardens of the Vatican. WAY DON’T YOU THROW THAT ROPE AWAY - IT SMELLS Like TL CAN’T AFFORD NO OTHER KIND — YOU KNOW HOW DEAR BURNING “TAR ~ THEY AIRE - WHERE \S THAT GOOD OLD- FASHIONED SMOKE - “THE OLD FIVE-CENT CIGAR P- THEM DAYS 1S GONE FOREVER! s FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS iB WHY-WHY- War's TH! MATTER , WILUE P BY BLOS AW, TH' OLD af 4 ATO WOULDN'T | yx ~ AS t | DIPLOMAT | Phya Buri Navarats may look like a college boy, but he's the new Siamese mire ister to the United States, nevertheless, Heswcceeds Phya Karavongse, who has been transferred to the Court of St. James, London. WIFEY WAS BLIND—NOT As they took their seats in the box at the theater, the doctor asked his wife: “Did you notice that lovely girl in. the pretty fur cloak waiting in the lobby?" “What,” she replied, “that fussy thing with the false puffs, painted face, gold-stuffed teeth, imitation mink fur and torn gloves? No, 1 didn’t notice her, Why?”—Medical The photographer asks Benito Mussolini, premier of Italy, to pause for his photo. And the old boy assumes an easy air, not troubling even to remove the languid cigaret. This, in Rome. UPHEAVAL | Marcel Cachin, communist member of the chamber of deputics, is the center of the political upheaval in France which may resutt in. the resignation of Premier Poin- Quip. bial care and his cabinet,