The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 29, 1925, Page 12

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PAGE 128 THE SEATTLE STAR SATURDAY, AUGUST 29, 1925 _ MAY SEYMOUR FOOTLOOSE by” BEATRICE BURTON : SEQUEL TO" O4o FLAPPER WIFE" ©NEA THE STORY 50 PAN: | ngtWhat d’you mean, King AMlomor”) SATESMAN $AM BY SWAN {RE een oat of toro | Ee C) |BLOWHARD'S Fics « © winks and laughed," the beaded bag 4 : ; , | Scho Stan } “El Ts wo we ¥ © ¢ 4 | | me le ot YO GOING I ; Phat cong hae. , . . 1) OER | DaNce ’ “BK Goines oF MAY 5 i DR JON SHYMOURK, Killed hiw ] welt decaus ¥ w fo UM Canewe ’ lawyer, DICK ¢ yRY Pope whe story ‘She & Wealt real est GET STRATED DAACING- “THEN «DANCE T SAMS RIGHT THERE THAT WHEN (T ot eg BE. HERE TLL ove LL PUONIGAT | BLowHaRD'S | > rece || OmcHestar EO Tut ABOUT ) DONT BE SILLY ) (APPLE SAUCE—CANT YOU RERD?!~ ‘ | "TH OACHESTAA ONLY PLATS THREE PIECES mdmits that « for money, A week } hhandbas, M City, for « Europe. On flirts with « ha He registers are > and addresses aa “Car! “Carlc asks him to alt down, nd tries to draw May Into the fonversation CNOW GO ON WITH THE STORY) IE little bio of her aid one WELL, WELL, if pace SADIE—TIS 1S BY JOUVE .SADIE-tHIg, | DO 1? THEM Was bade Waterbur: | z “Herbie, 4, In a plea REMINDS ME OF THE | THE DAYS. AND ei Yoler, “Do take away from OLD DAYS WHEN WE REMEMBER THE waaik music. If I listen | QSED TO PLAY AROUND || PETE | FELL IN of it, I'm going to burst into t WHE OLO Mi. POND, ANS eae ' fact well-fi tears or chew 1 sump'n, You wo do that, wo you, Hert May heard erbury & Taugh. “Well, you know hhaye to stay here “he sald. And then t booming tide of Bausic drowned out the ind of his ‘Volce. May leaned forward in her chair| nd stole a look at him Pewithout doubt, he was v Some seen thus, at c rue enough, the corners of Mouth were loose, b 5 mass of his hai helmet. And his « startling blue in ‘They met May’ ghe felt her heart give Teoked quickly aw: ‘Then the sound gain. He was sa ‘@M undertone to t > he called “Carlotta.” “pal tag ee Dan Sprague was not at all good looking in the ordinary way. end is place to 0." she sala bright | thing curiously attractive in his sallowness and sharp black eyes. Hy. “How would you like to step out), ohid, and her eyes twinkled up| face since they ) for an hour or so, with me and my if Friend, Mr. Waterbury? We thought | ™*frily at May a Sve'd take in a movie or a show, per-} “Well! = W haps.” here? Ma It was on May's lips to refuse.) Waterbury's But with a wilful little toss of her} “What w head she said: “All righty, I'd love) Seymo: to go!” Theater ‘Where, she asked herself, was the) ytay Joy of being footloose if you couldn't FI @o what you wanted to do? lv "Eo go adventuring? . . . To have) sn¢ " gdventures? lig The words, “Live dangerously.”| flashed thru her mind. This was not) oo “Miving dangerously” exactly . . «| fr) put still, it smacked of danger! jth ‘After all, she knew nothin, AND WILL YOO EVER FORGET | 1) IF YOuLL EXCOSE ME | TH THE TIME WE GOT LOST wee IN 0 Son Youd ONE NIGHT COMING HOME y port ad. ELEFT ALONE Le" & PARTY OVER AT bow Joa woman whom | And she turned | “HE JONE: ort But there was some- 4 entered the res-|in the far corner an He was not at all | 0 wo go from| @ saki and stood. | nary w Or for a ¥ raised ve 7 ta as she said aloud o laughed (To Be Continued) MUDD CENTER FOLKS — Uff ANOTHER FELLA 15 I} SLIPPIN’ THROUGH “FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS BY BLOSSER TH IDEA OF A SENSIBLE (NAN FALLIN’ FOR A PRETTY these two people. They mig fs ad . palonk pair of deep croo ¢|in an GIRL WITH NOTHING IN HER YER FINGERS! f | Gee-1 FeeL soumy FOR j MOSTNTT FEEL SORRY knew. For all she car | Ite walls we hie HEAD— AN'ALL SHE'S AFTER JO : AM @O0Y UAT MAS To STay || WANG To BE HERE- AXE -WRY, HOSPITALS geen \ IN A ROSPITAL~IT MUST BG TOGA FOR FRECKLES \, TO STAY HERE «I KNOW T WOULONT LIKE [T-'BETCHA I “1 didn’t get your name, Miss! carpeted with IS ZEBS MONEY- IT'S & SHame ! rilllant red velvet cri obs i | Y'KNOW WHAT WGRE ] ALL WHAT PEOPLE THINK -You: ; | | ||"Sergerossacs | Grote ne an vos peewee ‘i i TO) Ts iN AUL KINDS OF (ACV ERK URES OF VHS PLANS | | ROASTIN' EARS - To BAT-WHY, LAST NIGHT SA ee 4 Tr OL and I de DON'T THAT SOUND TREY BRoveKT” She t 6000? ) METH BIGSEST Y Olive Roberts Barton (9 a g r na > ~ We 4 i” y NO. 4—THE STORY OF THE GRANDFATHER CLOCK os F mi by Tick Tock, the Clock Falry,|my destination there was it a “gathered up all his tools and oil-|no life left in me. "Trave r | ean and key, and remarked that| traveling in those days, my dears. : [xe @e Old Grandaddy was fixed all jut at last I was unpacked and § atte: Fight and running as well as new,| set up in state in my new home. | —— aR Se oe eae % ting fhe and the Twins had better be| Jt was a lovely white house with} FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: 3 “ Boing on to the next place green shutters and elm trees in the Cut: + By this time Old Grandaddy was| front yard. I was a wedding pres e, sent © ticking away for dear life, and his|ent to the young couple lived cha Kind old face shone until the moon| there. I don't know who hap ‘cake Om his forehead and the painted pier, the bride and groom, or my box Foses on his cheeks looked almost |“ com alas! The war began. Word —— ied “I'm so grateful,” h uid, can that British FRIED CHICKEN, GRAY MASHED = i m 7 ie es Tt feel like doing something for landed and my POTATOES PEAS, BEANS, coRN, ouves, if Spat IME t M Won't my master and mistre to buckle on his s CRELERY, RADISHES ICE TEA, CHOCOLATE NISITORS /_\ GET SICK OR ANYTHING f men Surprised when they come down | = CAVE nice cree uel our. WeenyA/ TMGONNASEE IFT H tion the morning and find me as frisk Se Raanp ema ; YJ) \) CANT BE SENT | hese @@ a young colt. I think that a SPITALS ARS WONUERFUL Wid HS HERE! —}T |. cal +elocks are something lke flowers > CT ANY PNG 90, ' re — iS BS: ‘They know when people love them. | socks Se oem t— = MU side ts tae a otenee| “One (ds AS THE DATE” OF ZEB PERKINS’ WEDDING To THE ; t =a e na, ree i nd told PRETTY BOARDER AT GRANDMA HOPKINS’ HOUSE k fe > p eS ers Bidet : APOROACHES, AUNT FANNY BUZZ'S OPINION OF IT : od y { “Yes, it it doesn’t take hemse she added INJECTS A LITTLE FUN INTO THE SITUATION FoR. Atm ¢ ] My ertac) ie violctgu "| beliee “a>: It at” once. Ons’ never RUCSE RE CAn Cau mee UATE eta RADING HOPES = F ut it took| can tell what may happen.’ | FoR A MATRIMONIAL ALLIANCE ARE THE ; Ti huey: Verwalt and help ma," sala. my CAUSE OF HER RANCOR———' on, Rhode | mistress q y a clock-|uable pa He was a © 195 BY REA BERVICR, me. florist's bill is “du bought by a Boston. “Tt was when the co! lived near Fal te '2g\_©.1925 BY WEA SERVICE, INC. es were Il tie a re ind owt! MOM’N POP still colonies, before the olution. ower it ; ae CUS ary war, and I was delivered by ld my mistress | (oa : % Something Stirring post-express, and carried over rough en the lers came not al EAT JUNIPER |- HOW MUCH ( “TIM WILLING TO PAY Foads in an express coach drawn|thing of value did they find, but| \T SEEMS THAT ALL 16 MY \ FOR MY SHARE NOW IF ; Gane oe De OU 50 YHAT'S. HIS GAME, BU? fy four horses. And, altho 1 was od hot meal which my mis-| || WE 0019 BUYGAS BILL? You CAN CHANGE L CANT BREAK " Seis THE BLAMED OLD FOURFLUSHER HAS snugly wrapped in old quilts and at thought it wise to cook for| AND OIL FOR THIS | MY $100 BILL. IT-WE CAN a qe You BEEN LEADING ME TO THINK HE eat deal of straw, w All the time 1 was hanging | CAR Yj SETTLE LATER MONEY With Your SH-u-4 DIDN'T HAVE LESS THAN A $100 — | y poor neck down the old well, oh, ( 1 DIDN'T! BILL AND L'VE BEEN PAYING THE nehes log@ piled over A EXPENSES OUT OF MY OWN top to hide th ‘The next thinking it | mother until the ‘war And there I hu | wa last, but | full of rheumatism ever “No wonder you have r POCKET~ ILL GET EVEN WITH HIM LATER ON / fer to rescued | tiam, poor dear,” sald Nang | (To Be Continued.) | Ch nt 0 the hog lot to buteher bi a pi Just before he pulled the 4 trigger of his gun to shoot the hog, Glasses, See Ur, J, BR, BINXON a bolt of lightning struck, Killing Jt 4 — \

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