The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 13, 1925, Page 12

orhs is eee a cr ag —— Pitt I TTLE 81 AR Je | FLAP ER Will Now Go oN WITH THE CALORIA awayed slowly to her to powde to gain a | s I! Mother Gregory sald | And Gloria sat. | “Now then.” Dick's mother sald In her powerful voice, “what tn the world are you doing down here with that woman who !s the talk of the town? Have you lost your senses?” “How do mean, talk of the town?” Glory asked weakly “You know well ak I do that her af with i] we is com, mon ¢ here I find she said house to show y take care of the h me D} to you not to lea a free to galllvant all over town v your | w queer friends!" precious | wrong | serubbing-brus son, you're ba tree. I'm ¢ him or for any Tears of fury “He can pert me a cook, and I thing previous! I do! in his how and earn m year " she cri n her volce afford to get n't meah any have to work | go out | k in the ash rning to the din . “and| b 's no need | to make a scene this way, is there?" Together they walked out of the crowded restaurant Gloria had forgotten all about Seymour. (3 petahintae Mother Gregory's coupe “Jump in!” she said to Gloria The girl hesitated “I have a little shopping to do} ‘ she said. | “Jump in!’ Mother Gregory re. peated. “I'll drive you home. It's time you and I had a talk about things in general, and marriage in particular!” She started the car a May In the street stood ‘And | peated 1 with them | owe ing care of him, cook darning his sock bended | 4 “Now, Glory,” she began. “Just what {s your idea of what you owe my son, as his wife?” by Beatrice Burton Japanese ¢ like the very © 1925 NEA SERVICE INC. chimed volee of peace and har. | SALESMAN $AM MILL 1 DONT comrany \ ca LOAFER. AND Wer LUE CAN BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES Bove, ARE YOO REALLY SERIOUS P——amnEN (BUT. ER-WHAT COULD You D0? NOUR EDUCATION GO FAR HAS BEEN RATHER "GENERAL” KOU KNOW , SURE - ABOCT GETTING SOME WORK To 00 ‘ Ss | GOTTA 4 SUN-BURN ( eit BY MARTIN Dour eran ‘CN DOA \ can ! © 182s “If you think I’m going to ‘be a scrubbing-brush for your precious son, you're barking up the wrong tree. “What do I owe ‘4s enough “How abou! him a real wife to ks, read’ him t he lea d what makes |I he can af-| ook and an extra] me ‘sore is that T ford to automobile!" “That's where you Mother G ing his car denly make keep a cc rs ha rs ago when Dick iregory smiled, full of memories. “We had a tiny house then,” sald And I did every strc work in it myself are of my baby besides.” | 0 became my 4 in you have you harried | “The younger a mother of a pinymate she Is for her children © way, UDDENLY stopped. Mother Gregory In tilted mirror above the} windshield of the car, she c Gloria's face. It was smiling scorn-| fully | ‘I'm ecarcely married, and you're beginning to talk babies already," the girl said. “Is that all women | are for to have babies?” the 11d see “If it Jsn't that, perhaps you'll AAeVS SVURESF OF THE PUNE Y Olive Roberts Barton NO. 10—THE LETTER GUIDO WROTE “I shall tell you the rest of the story about Guido and the Golden Pen of Truth,” said Mi O’ Mi to the Twins. “Do you wish to hear st?” “Oh yes, please!” they begged, for they were anxious to know what happened to the goidsmith's son who wan also very untruthful. “Well, then,” said Mi O’ Mi, “when Guldo came home from his visit to his uncle, and his parents discovered that instead of being cured he was worse than ever, they were in despair. “Then along came a fairy who told the goldsmith that she could cure his son. So she took a golden pen he was making and cast a spell over it. Then she returned it say- ing, ‘This {s now the Golden Pen of Truth. Give it to your son for his birthday,’ “Guldo was not with tho gift. a Jeweled buckle and some fine clothes, “So he grumbled n good bit, but there was nothing he could do. “ ‘However, thought he, ‘I can at least write to Katherine and tell her that I got the things,’ “Katherine,” explained Mi O' Mi, “was the name of the maiden he had met when visiting his uncle, and of whom he had grown very fond. “Katherine will be {mpreased by #0 much grandeur,’ thought Guido, overly pleased ‘and she will tell her father, and | he will think that I am a noble's son, perhaps, and consent to our marriage,’ took his new golden pen Guaranteea pure imported .POMPEIAN OLIVE OIL Sold Everywhere ° Jand wrote, "Dear Lady Katherine: | He had wished for | Fl I arrived home safely after a long | journey. The roads were so muddy that it was all my four stallions could do to pull my coach, and in] several places footmen lost their hold and fell head over ears | my {nto the mire, But at last I ar rived safely, but so mud-bespattered | that the 10 flunkies in the hall were | going to put me out for a beggar.’ “And so his letter ran. He spoke | jof dining with a prince the night before and mentioned nightingale’s | tongues and all the fine dishes they had had to eat. | Then Guido folded his letter," | said Mi O' Mi, “and tled it to the leg of a carrier pigeon, | “But when Katherine opencd tho | letter she read instead of Guido's| flowery words, this truthful letter: | | ‘Dear Lady Katherine: J am} jonly a goldsmith’s son, and of no consequence whatever. 1 thought | of you the whole way home and| jot the things I had told you. They | jwere all untrue! It was a tedious |trip, a4 my mule floundered ter- | |ribly in the mud, It was nice to| | get home to a meal of macaroni and fish fried in ofl, Mother in a food cook. We never had a great | deal of money, except what father | {ean earn at his trade.’ And so on. | |The letter told the exact truth!” | wad Mi Of Mi merrily. Then what hapbened?” asked ‘an't you guess?” said the Story | Teller. “Every letter that Guido wrote was so truthful that Kath erine’s father and Katherine herself | decided that he was a most un-| ustial young man, And in time | Katherine and Guido were mar. | ried | "Guido learned about the tottern | that truth paid beat never fold another tie lived." | Dontinued,) N. B.A, Mervice, Int. 4 OPP elit, 1028, * she re-[tell me what “And s Gren A and took | asleep, la Gloria a one ol to drink hb smoke cigarettes ¥ brid in-law drove on tir His face » tive and’bel was like that of hard lau t a happened t Gg —aents J la Wi THE OLD HOME TOWN ' | THE QUARTET AT WATSONS SHOP HAD SOME REAL COMPETITION TODAY WHEN HOP TANNER CAME ALONG WITH HIS HUNTING Dogs OFFICE AND DESK FOR RENT Not. (To Be Continued Tomorrow) BY STANLEY ‘You SAY-_\J4 SARAH OBJECTS : TO THEIR a > n to the dining HELD My BROTHER F Bu OH, OF COURSE- BUT HAVE ‘oo || (UE Gotta GET 1m NO’ LOOKED AROUND ATALL- HAVE SOME NEW ‘OO ANYTHING IN MIND ? CLOTHES FIRGT- DECIDE! oF B® GONNA LET'EM Wart! | HAVENT TIN ANY HURRY-(m Jus’ SD YET JUS’ WHAT KIND 208 VLL TAKE- 1 is Miss Briggs CHEESE CAKES #& YE DDING APQON neck S ouT \(NO-NO-~1SA ATSON SHAVES x UL en recur) FLEAS SOME BARBER Di ctgy (ye Yow DEAR “Ly To TIMES MAKE ZS To MUH HEARTS PLAY ARE TH’SCENES A> OF MUH CHEE-iLD oa ¥ 7.. -HOOD! ’ MOM’N POP — ny MAC: HOW ABOUT TAKING THE AFTERNOON OFF To GoTo BALL GAME ? 2 FRECKLES FRIENDS TAG IN) DOWN TD TLE STORE AND } ) 6000 6RAciovs! Wir IS MAIS FUNNY CANDLES IN A PUDDLE, SO T PUT THEMIN ( ones! mey * / SLIPPED OUT OF TH SACK RIGHT INTO TH WATER! HOWLL T KEEP | MOM FROM rT? TH OVEN TD ORY, Mom! An Unexpected Meeting CAN'T DOT CHICK >) WE'RE TOO BUSY IN THIS DEPARTMENT ~ BESIDES UM GOING To BE OUT OF THE OFFICE THE DON'T EXPECT ANYONE ELSE To EITHER THIS AFTERNOON ANDL LEAVES THE OFFICE ———-{ WANT YOU HERE TO WHAT'S TO STOP ME USE AN Look AFTER THINGS FROM SEEING THE (THAT'S Mac FOR YOu-HE NEVER =| TAKES ANY TIME OFF HIMSELF AN’ BUT Gosh -IF HE BALLGAME ? GoSH- THREE FIFTEEN! L WONDER WHY THEY DON'T PLAY — SAY Buby WHEN'S TH’ GAME SPOSED To BEGIN 2