The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 24, 1925, Page 12

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} PAGE 12 THE ISALESMAN $AM | fT Wish TO PURGIMSE & Oy Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA SERVICE INC. Y 1 don't w t he sald, “After SEATTLE STAR FRIDAY, JULY 24, 192¢ BY SWAN P RIGHT THId | loeLecY Feom, MAM — OIL JAY, PLEASE. | [PAINTINGS - PoRTERK > THOWPND DIFFERTHT 5 ESR — hte Eg ROP T THE STORY 80 FAR ! PEORIA DON " p&, “ma Kk GRE / THATS AL ; he ) | ‘ | (10ST PRFUL LOOKING PICTURE | ‘ tne | [2100 EVER AW ~ITS A DIGKACE TO TH PARDON LOOKING / | t up 1 cam |WEPHER SEA- You'LL NEVER Be ABLE rn 5< J i} He dre m) 11O SELL “THAT WGLY THING - WHY - | Ko Ot 49S A | 1 out of th He} | WOULDAT HAVE THIS PICTURE IN — h OY HOWE and he are ¢ when th ves G ther friend . JOHN § | the mor 1) sho anked, ht back to work H ay & ap Gloria, JIM ¢ ts half in she rippe ou'd KO TOW, 1 | eee BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES ‘ig down to your last dollar! In ya Russet," the Ietter read, trust th letter will find you wel land happy. After I sent the an naive trip + NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY TAPAY stopped dancing and shoved sin ; ee é “ie FUTH shaking fi yy Al i ; H carewo down into an a i marimar to pakivon'the (dsy Ol SOUNDS, LIKE SOMEONE ON YO WACATION AN’ ee sccret reere for mainte laceldent, 1 beat it. 1 thought ack to wots A, su Doe BLOWIN’ A S| AWS GWINE BE LEFT Jim,” she said. I want to talk to aad n I saw you won't let me go back to HEAH ALL ALONE . Soprngg and I knew until I've put on 10 ITLL GIT So LONESOME (WE ALL ALONE BY MAHSEF ~ She came out into the hall, clo: ing! the doors behind her as sh came She sat down on the bottom step of} Dick groaned despairingly as he dropped into his gl mixed up fn a scanda y. He'saya I'l go all to pieces 5 glad when I b y had a few br ponea. If anyone ha the stairs and looked up at Gloria! chair, With puzzled eyes. my silver cigaret case, will yo “What's the matter with y hor intently. Was; 8. Way?" she asked. “I've nc ile wom-|!tto me? As always, = 8. W. 1 you've beer | Below the letter he had penetie Yourself, all da: do, read. | his y tough run of luck, haven't we, sweet Dit of a good ti G shook her h . she ¢ “I feel awfully She patted tt shoulder number eve party when over Myra G the night of y T™made such a OW! | HADNT “THOUGHT OF THAT . WHY = WHY, | KANE \T J WHY DONT You Just GO ALONG WITH US, joked iiutentiy-at her fmn- espe a «gp hie AA KNOWED ‘WAY AN’ LEAVE Yoo.’ opaL i HEAH BY HERSEF. s left town,” she said a don’t worry about kim me any more. . . . And I don't Know what's the matter with me, May. Honestly!" But, she did know She was terribly lonely without| I : Wayburn. | She quickened her i “What's the use of pretending?”| C@Usht up with Mrs. Donbers: gehe asked herself on the way home| “Hello, there!’ said tt thru the streets, warm and sunny in| Ot “It's nice to see y the late afternoon quiet. “I'm home-| home again. I tried to get to the! op sick for Stan. That's what's the mat-| hospital to seo you, but the twi fer with me. That's all that’s wrong| Were both sick in bed with bron with me.” Ic a ver poked my nose | tole Wayburn had filled her idle days iba rieh ba With interest, for month: When there was not hand, he was always re. 4a drive or a hike with her. | “Hello, where have you been all and | da he greeted her ¢ ¢ May's house,” Gloria an- twins’ | swered briefly. lon ran up the front steps and} ¢q) f thoughtful ithe door for her. He ful ‘That reminds me,” b her into the houne. | Briggs sald sho let 1 her how May was. Ho! mine while I wee sick to t Mrs. Gordon had tele-) the back yard, I'm afraid I’ tation to spend the to ask you for that m her, tomorrow We ¢ ia know that that was not! just Who w York?’ Dick amked kk lald down his knife and fork (To Be Continued) * He looked acr th = the 1 around you are ation, have Delivered ad come into the house to| gx the Ho al-} wij aes Nts Ways had a new dance to teach her| cleaning and sewin: Tis, 3S to sing to her. the thing pping the trowel he © polished wood. ks I ought to “How me to Hh t Rainier, | suple of weeks or #0? It] > us both good.’* ‘8 eyes narrowed. r mother going along, whe asked, biting off like litt Doc FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS BY BLOSSER J GEE! wars ALL | TUAT AOISE COMIN’ { FROM FRECKLES” ay houss?? 4 >) { THERE! THer's TH LAST FLY IN TH’ Sane el es ‘You DOING IN KILLING FLIES, THATS ALL { Olive Roberts Barton NO. 21—THE CROSS ROADS bits of toe, ymour thinks she he began. “Sh no! ing over her operation well as he hoped. a Gloria interrupted him, « ly. she going?” she as ly. “Now don't he | going, isn't she?” “I don't see how I can very well | ise, Dick! MILL THEM “T’m one of the cross roads,” said the voice The Twins went along the path | stepped on it or drove over it, he in the Land of Wonders, looking | said, ‘Ouch’ because he got a bump. this way and that for the lost|Can you imagine how I felt honey bees. “We'll go the other way,” At last they came to a sign which | N “We'll go south.”” ‘Oh, don't,” said the cross road. “That's my brother and he's crosser still. As for the east and west "We'll go north,” sald Nick. roads, they are perfectly furious So off they started. if you so much ag look at them.” “Ouch!” said a voice, “Get off!’| “Then where shall we go?” asked f) The children stopped and looked| Nancy. ‘We can’t stay here,” round, but could see no one. so} * waid the croas road. they started again. “ It's not #0 bad once Ouch! 1 sald to get off,” sald! you get over my face. When you wame voice again, are on my arms or legs, I don't Again the children stopped. But| mind, And if you walk ever #0 il not a soul was to be seen, | |lightly, I'll close my eyes and hold cure on my nose! Get off!’ my breath and stand It." CE ai B the volce still more loudly, | Thank you!’ auld the Twins, | Mf ’ ac aite ; ; Gra Ne re AGE ne rio are you and where! go the cross road which had OM’N POP Sinking . BY TAYLOR sald | MA SLUPE MUST HAVE HER LITTLE. JoKR BUT IT ALMOST CAUSED PoP To SWALLOW HIS FALSE TEETH YESTERDAY. HE WAS READING ABOUT How A FooT- PAD Hit HIS VICTIM ON THE HEAD witH- A BLACKJACK, JUST WHEN MA SWIPED HIM WITH HER FLY SwaTter “Prom” ia merely an abbreviation | for “promulgation of romance.” | ©1025 BY WEA seAViCE, we. i turned into ery kind obligi a aah TR Te ee prtdondll road, tet them go over it. L CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT- MELU CHIE i TAKES WELL ~ HERE'S A LETTER DEAR MR, GUNN \ “Tm one of the cross roads,”| «pm all right now,” {it sald when AFTER THIS BIG DEMAND =| | TIME TO PUT A BIG CAMPAIGN FROM ONE OF OUR BEST WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA OF SELLING \) Te cre acy cane einen (tlhe trip was over. “Gopd-byo and f FoR SAMPLES WHY BUSINESS LIKE THIS OVER— ORDERS CUSTOMERS SANE LES OF VOCAL MUD FoR 1O¢ can't help st with} » 1S So FLA —S h WILL SOON-BE COMING IN \T ACCOMPLISHES Bivens ped alongs" TT 8 RSOARENTY MET | (6 }| BY THE THOUSANDS FoR THE \NHAT_ Does RESUS AS THE $180 JAR SS \ . they skipped along. 0 - ror : a \ The Twins jumped aside andthere| «1 wonder what time it Js," said} | WITH GREAT vac iy Crea oi NN (ake eth oC Patel WE HAVEN'T SOLD A ONE [WW DOLLAR JAR IN THE mire enough was 2 on the | niok GUCCESS i couseee, | A_ NEL BE ON EASY STREET Fea OR Vground, They had been standing right on the poor road's nose “Of all things,” said Nancy. “It's high time,” said a clock in turning its hands rapidly. othe KUMBER: gh time! I’m so high, no-| OF SAMPLESOF mee hand of an see what time it is." VOCAL Mup" ees ane most moet” Nancy laughed. ‘I should say] | Sop HAS “Unusual” auld the cross road) you were fast time," sho sald.|| “Nerrep not quite wo crossly. “I don't mind) you've gone about 60 hours since $ you saying it, But we cross roads| wo arrived m minute ago.” 10,000 IN have a terrible time of it, People| pm not going—l'm coming," | | _ STAMPS walk right over us and aay, ‘My, A New tov ry “In ders, You! hogy | i i +, waid the glock isn't thin old road bump: They! pen we'll be going,” laughed ey ny Hever consider our feelings, ‘hove | ine «wine And tea + any| yn (biimps aro our ears and noses and | tout joney-bees around, tell tiem | ayew—and once Tt had a boll! Jim lity nigh time to go hor CONFRONTS ‘nmi! cross road, "How | (fo Be Continued, PoP. a ory tUme someone (Copyright, 1926, N, 1. A, Borvico, Ino.) 4

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