The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 6, 1925, Page 12

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Ft do love him!” she said, agair Was if it gave her a certain fierce e Isfaction to say the words she Brigs ‘ o say for ed with surpris Bomething dac a t lone with him all “ay? jon of disgust went ast D ots man I'm to m Ei who works for him. ‘They filled the words. ?Gloria with © MUDD all those years | hadn't! smiled. a wry little! 5, sted her mouth up at} ne’ NEEDN'T WAIT ANY LONGER! SHE'S { BEEN HERE AN’ / GONE! “I suppose I had, without Knowing it,” she sald. “Oh stop talkir 2 ble, slapping up the . She smiled at the and told him. it him as you do," G ator boy, Do you think you | lovely day and she w le it—to play hookey looked at }5 Sheer habit, sho bought She could sc M | P , in her moment of weak-| - She wondered !f she would , she had told Dick's wife that ever enjoy anything again. Her (PCVERRNUR Ess OF THUS PUNTS &Y Olive Roberts Barton ; NO. 8—THE LAND OF LOST THINGS Juggie Jump “knocked on every thole ‘Land And if-Dick ever brings up Stan and the Ty door In I £) But instead of doors opening, Ruby Joar they heard was “ in? and | Pleasant, but onl Sih3 three of them had to squeeze |Staring—staring without any pin thru about a hundred keyholes, | for her eyes were completely gong which is a most difficult thing to| “Looking for Puff's lost buttor do. said “Putts “airy No one had even heard of Putt, | %" 04 much Jet alone Puft's ittons, 50 the three travele tired ana |*he } is. coat.” | eft that place for good and “Coat!” cried Ruby Joan “phat'n | “Now where do we go from "thing to a head. I’ve lost both| there?” asked Nick my shoe button eyes off my head, | Juggle stopped and n't see a thing. I'm try } ¥dered. I Kee, We ‘might “s paid, touching the “atretch.” n that’ sai f onto my Jump $0 off went his neck Bkyrocket on the ic THE SEATTLE by Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA ! 7 SINCE LEARNING THAT THE PRETTY NEW BOARD- ER AT GRANDMA HOPKINS’ CALLS For HER MAIL. DAILY AT FOUR O'CLOCK, THE TOWN IDLERS HAVE FORMED THE HABIT OF DROPPING IN AT THE Post OFFICE AROUND THAT HOUR. AUNT FANNY Buzz HAS OUTWITTED THEM BY SLIPPING THE. NEW BOARDER HER DAILY LETTER BEFORE. THE CURTAIN GOES UP AT THE DELIVERY WINDOW - ©1925 BY NEA BERVICE, INC. STAR BY SWAN 2 SERVICE ING. & : around D Twa ' 1 a "NEVER )enmsine t hing STLO GATES +. 9 pings 6 fey ph - me ia HOse POWDER beer day that I ail MARSHMALLOWS PUFES t ph & ! 5a He “ SoA I the be riend Z The » time’ of Ww t r v i ¢ I t Di 4 EVER SEE (T SO KOT? MERCY / \T MOST BE GOING To RAIN - \ SIMPLY CANT SLEEP ~'M : SWELTERING . 11S, EARLY MORNING 9 nodde t Ge RA ddwn ‘ HARD DAY , t ON THE ROAD THE GIRLS FOUND LODGING YOR THE fi NIGRT AT . A TILE FARM HOUSE I ALONG THE ' ‘ WAY — AND HERE WE FIND THEM ABOoT THREE OCLOCK! THE NEXT MORNING ! LL Say - wrooorers ! ARE YOU SURE You CANT GO BACK TO TERE LR NO Gee || SLEEP AGAIN? WOLD You MIND OF MY TRYING- FANNIN’ ME SoS (mM WIOk AWAKE A | 1 CAN GET SomE WELL, AS LONG AS YOURE GONNA STAY AWAKE - 4 i : WELL, AINT YOU T YoOuR UNCLES OW-IT'S A, yoo LE COMIN TO 7 STANON FARMT Boy! t wish } Lone ways-Bour | | RS TOSEG ME OFF, WHERE APE I WAS 60ING WITH | FOURTEEN MILES = | FRECKLES F You 60ING, You — How FAR JS . }WHY DON'T You ALEK? IT AN How MUCK TLL ASK MOM ||P TCAN AN THEN TLL WRITE You, HOW'S THAT? DON'T FoR6ET lea, taffy on Hallowe'en ook!" eried Nick This strect eed, his head disappeared al-|jx paved with button 2 fogether. Of cours i sald General! The best press irt By and by he came back. “I’'ye| Pershing, the tin-soldies had | who kisses and tells. ! Rust been to see the Man in the|been lost down a crack in a board.| ~~~ __ Moon,” he J, “and he advised | walk me to go to the Land of Loat| Things, He says that most ever; thing goes there, even balances ‘Balances!’ cried the Twin: id ec t find hi way of course it is, Where suppose all the buttons go fo that are lost in the wash, Down . {the drati, of course! Then where? MOM’N POP WELL MEN~SEBIN’ THAT CHICK’S home do you Coss672-C@ © 1928 By NEA 6 cs Too Much YOU ALL KNOW YOUSE OUGHT T’ FEEL , Pies | NEVER BELONGED. To A GANG, Move ‘0 HONORED ~ THE LOOKOUT SAY~ : e ae sre the | Why right here to the Land of WE INITIATE MIM BY PULLIN’ OFFA arb ie OUT aaRiaterd MUST BE A QUICK THINKER- = Te ER CENGE , | "Ldon't know. Ho didn't say,” |Tont Things. But all of them| | CHICK BIG JOB TS SHOW HIM HOW IT'S DONE a Meta dik 2 abies TH’ LAST ONE WE HADWAS | Oe Re Nt PE: remarked Juggle Jump, “but I’ve |“ren't hed off, Some are sneez WAS a TT aaa g ca ALITTLE SLOW AN! Gor TILE L BOY | —, NOTHIN’ DOIN} Heard of people who lost their bal-|¢d off and some just come off ADMITTED oes one ar SOME “CiGS" \een fince, And tempers, too!” he added, | YoU may all loc AS A MEMBEI ER a ON Tse i Gaet = “No doubt lost tempers go to th Down on their hands and knees y NATIONAL BANIC= WE 5 OF SLIM SAM'S BEEN GOIN’ T' CRACK nucer place, too, to say nothing | went the four of them, Ruby Joan| | GANG OF THAT JOINT SO LETS GET of minds and patience and all the|luckliy found two shoe-buitons at BANDITS \T OFF OUR MINDS. «x things people are losing all the| once, which she aid were just as| YESTERDAY, NN ‘ime.” 4 the ones she had lost. “1} LITTLE DID’ Off to the Land of Lost Things cunds funny,” she said,| | THEY susre ire like medicine, You them sround,”” o stick the they went, THAT HE WAS | WORKING WITH THE looking for and the rag do py. “Now [ can he-eried ax they | wil went at it again And what do | found one of the pana made two. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1925, Ne 1, Ay Herviee, Ino)” think! precious buttons!