The Seattle Star Newspaper, April 8, 1925, Page 14

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I can hardly claim to take| serious notice of anything that I can} with my nak tiersman from the Sheard something of C he is one of those men whom r Se ore. Scan ignore. emake ‘em. Ztorce and a quarrelsome, | . and unserup gone the length | & Some photographs over the | an bus 5 What is thousand, but the t Weissmann and|{ He had a fearful row Vienna, I b ou tell n _pbout it in Wve it filed the office. 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WES Te Re ve ME REST 2 WHEY, WEVE ONLY DANCED A COUPLE OF HOURS-xou DoNT MEAN Tren ME TW’ CHAMPION WALKER 1S TRED ALREADY 2 £7 ~ SURE — B-BUT WACN'T You BETIER Sit SOWN AN’ REST AWRILE 7 S DAKE wv ion! I WANTA 1sADNO! iF you DON'T WAIT, TA GOING J’ WIRITE YER NANE AN’ TL WONT WRITE IT WI CAPITALS // 1) (HOW BAN IT. (C Look. MA'AM~ NED {| ( S800 SHORT YET OLGA-WHERE DID LLENGT You GET THE t: T ASY |? MATERIAL TO SAID | \ UENGTHEN [7 WITH ? Gg, i| the newsp office (Continued in Our Next Issue) & Olive Roberts Barton | NO. 1—THE MAGIC SNUFF IS LOST | Jrhere was a low buzzing sound} from somewhere in the. distance Ahat sounded like lazy bees or hun-| fry mosquitoes or angry flies It louder and louder, the buzzing sound did. the Twi ked up eo ‘what the matter. = Imagine their surprise when they Paw a tiny aeroplane coming to-| ward them at full speed. At the same time a volce called, ‘Look | out!’ and two pairs of odd-looking| Fhoes dropped to the ground be-| wide them, and a second later a let Ster came flitting down. } ~ Nick stooped and picked up letter.” It was addressed to “The “Twins, The Big White House on| "te Hill.” “Here, Nancy, you read it,” cried | Nick handing it to his sister. So Nancy tore open the envelope pnd read the letter out loud. It said: “Dear Twins: Mister Whizz 1s shout to start on a trip in his Magic aeroplane. “He is going to all sorts of places in my 999 kingdoms, and 1 thought that perhaps you would like to go with him. He will take the magic shoes with him. If you wish to go on an adventure, take off your own shoes and put, these on. Then you can go any place that a fairy can go and, of cburse, change to any size you wish. “I hope you pre both well, and that if you decide to go with Mis- ter Whizz, you will ‘both have a very nice ‘time. “Yonr loving friend, “The Fairy Queen.* “Hurray!” cried Nick. “Isn't: that follye! y didn't say a word. In-} btead she was busily getting off her | own shoes and Into the magic ones It didn’t take Nick long, either, | you may be sure, to hop into hi own pair of magic shoes, and hide the otier pair (as well ax Nancy’s)| fn a fence corner where they could easily be found Jater when thelr adventure was over. | FLAPPER FANNY says | a lowe The o're all ready,” answered the Twins w s back. “Are you Mis. | ter Wh. Yes, Yes, ma’am! That's; my name,” said the little fellow “But in this cap and goggles I look more like Mister What-IsJt right in. That's the way. of room for everybod “Where aro we gol: asked Nancy. | “The Fairy Queen's uncle Wat his magic snuff,” said Mister “I'm starting off to find it. poor fellow hadn't had a 1 ORE Pikise*hiiice ldstantiaklast ein A kiss ig the only thing known (To Be Continued) to science that will change a pout (Copyright, 1925, N, E. A. Sarviow, Inc.) into @ pucker. (An Intimate story of Innermoat emotions revealed by private letters) LETTER FROM JOE ALDEN | taking the world by storm, Mr, PRESCOTT TO SYD. i CAR Sartoris has asked me to dance, TON—CONTINUED Jack, I told him that your initials Syd, you know when I married|on my card meant nothing, that Leslie, sha®cared little for society, But now she seems happiest when she is out with a crowd, She dances divinely. I tried the other you only put them there so that it would not look like the card of a wallflower.” Of course Melville ing goba of words Sartoris, hay. night to at his tonguo's mon: opolize her card and put my tfn-jend, said itials on all the dances but two, "T am sure ou are mistaken, yet when I went te her for|Mrs. Prescott, for I know that no the second dance, 1 rfectly |one realizes more than your hus-| trange man just preparing to take | band that you could never be a her out on the floor wall-flow _ The little aeroplane overhead kept EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO (— AND L ORGANIZED THS FIRST CON- SOLIDATION “AND T PUT THROUGH Sone VERY PROFITABLE DEALS. I'M WORKING RIGHT NOW ON A DAL THAT T KNOW {8 GOING To TURN THINGS UPSIDEGsDOWN IN THe WHOLESALG MISLDS NOTIFIED THe TRADE THAT XY WAS To BE Rackonsp WITH, AND THAT IL WAS OUT To SHOW™ THEM. %'M GOING To PROVE To THAT BUNCH or Pikers JUST WHAT I ----- <. E , bios |THE OI ae SONAL PRONOUN — FIRST PERSON — SINGULAR NUMBER — NOMINATIVG CASE — | SvBJecT OF SvEeRY SENTENCE You | | sPicc fil! but I could no - |everyone was stances.’* I stood there for r. No man would lot you] Before 1 could even claim my|eit thru a dance, provided he could] dance, she said, “Mr, Sartoris, let} get to you. I am sure Mr, Pres. me introduce my husband. Jack,|cott meant to tell nll of us other I am sure you b heard of Mr.|longing ones to keep off. I know Melville Sartoris, whose stories are! should do qo. in his circum jfiture in my face iD HOME TOWN NEVER PALM OFF OTHER EIGHT ART PAIL FOR A TEN * Wel YOU SAY-HIS THE TIN PEDDLER HAD A SLIGHT/ BUSINESS MISUNDERSTANDING WITH THE WOMEN FOLKS ON '1CE HOUSE HI OV'o reas of wat We'll probably” be here a? weeks Jonger. Come over” your namesake and ot Help but feel that silly enough to cut in on that dance. reading my discom As Sartoris gave Leslie into my arms he said with a meant ok, silicre) MPS BRR eae Dieu S moment NKe) mere I was, a man who had|"You seo T was right, Mrs, Pres-|T would Ike to have vane in ald Leslie, }a fool. how my mouth Was lyeen married years and his own|{cott. Your husband does consider| fathom if Leslie Intell “what you did in that first dance. jopen, § niled at mo so divinely |wife was coquetting and flirting |me a poacher.” me between heaven * My husband, Mr, Sartoris, 18 ajand the tm—n looked at hor as tho |with him, It was ridiculous, wasn’t} She only laughed and said, “You | ever wi Wonderful partner, He probably {she were the only woman in the it? But, oh, it was effective and/dance so well that I hope you will| (Copyright 1928, Ne Be made me look like Irene Castle.’ | xoom. T fell in love with her all over|poach again.” And there I stood And do you know she had the) Of course, I knew that no onelagain, She was the one woman in|again while they choffed a moment,| TOMORROW! Impudence to blow me a kiss as she|in the place knew upon what status |my heart to be desired. My love|with my mouth open like an ever-|Sydney Cartom to floated off, Jeslio and I were living together, }became .« raging volcano and I was| lasting fool cot,