The evening world. Newspaper, March 10, 1914, Page 18

Sketches and Stories +e's Atways So GOOD To vs You “AN I SHOULD Give 1M A NICE TREAT, Film = You Come IN AND FIND THIS TREASURE CHEST OPEN, You FIbt | YOUR POCKETS WITH CoIN AND FLOOEY COMES IN AND StiocTs You! —) THEN You DROP ae COINS AND EscaPe ~- seed —— oe RS. JARR PLANS A “MILI- -SARY ENGAGEMENT.” been ed on the ve and Mendelssohn pee, out of church. And it was strange what a change aa saying, “Wilt thou be mine, Irene?” and placing an instalment BILLS, BILLS, BILLS | tF THAT OLD GROUCHY SKINFLINT OF AN UNCLE WOULD ONLY f CROAK AN LEAVE US SOME ‘OF HIS DOUGH THNGS WOULD SE ERENT - —» TURN “THE CRANK GeorcE } Now COME IN AXEL AND FILL YouR Pockets up! BE READY WITH THAT PISTOL , FLooey $ Plan engagement solitaire on her tapering finger had wrought on the once acrid and militant younger Miss ey were not under the spell t,| of man's: dominance, as women are when they are sngaged be mar- rie@ and they doe not wisi to frighten bit late. had mentioned his mun- Ao ° keeps herecif and every- away from the plighted he carefully eldetracks all loathed and detested Capt. Tynne- foyle as only & boy can despise a rig. at idea!” bad Mra, hed the parlor Sackleberry had the ‘militia officer—in private life Herbert ‘Tynnefoyle was @ carpet salesman— Shoot!" aaid ir. Jerr. “Well, delays are Gangerous,” said Mrs. Jarr, “and no I have been think- ing of giving @ theatre party to Capt. yr and Irene, and have all Saree military company prea- “What!” exelaimed Mr. Jarr. “Over a hundred people at & theatre at two ee ase ee im cause to reflect ere | March 10, 1914 UT WHAT {S THIS BiG TREAT You ARE GIVING ME? x od Quick ACTION. READY FLOOEY |! — SHOT YET YES, THE FIRM ADMIRES MY ABILITY ia 4 4 store, one of the most fascinating way about him—well, he gave me young men—such elegant manners—— | two hundr€d tickets to his theatre, a 1 wonder if he's married? Maybe he| magnificent musical show, he sald, might take a fancy to Gladys Cackle-| called “The Girl from the Cheese berry if 1 introduce them"—— | Factory 80 we could all go, and “Never-mind another Cackleberry | Capt. Tynnefoyle could have all his victim just now,” interrupted Mr,| company, in full uniform, and he anid Jarr, “What about this four hundred | his flancee could sit in a box draped dollar theatre party?” | with American flags, and they could “Why, I was going to tell you,” sald | fire a salute~the soldiers, I mean," Mrs. Jarr, “this gentieman-his namb| "Good!" crfed Mr. Jarr, “With bal was Dogstory—yes, Harold Dogstory, | cartridges and shoot the actors!” he is a theatrical man, a press agent,| Mrs. Jarr gave him SUCH a look. he said; I don't know what that is,/ "With a hundred witnesses from his but I suppore it's what they call a/own regiment against him in a breach man who owns theatres, but I dont pronase evit—Oh, what an idea, a know why—and itary it theatre party: he didn't soem fobs | rll ” @ carefree bachelor she ini y 191 # York World.) HEY! Fun for the Home and the Ride Home. By C. M. Paymue Be ORE TA AKEL AS ADONIS <2 -m 1] i f Hi Tats re You Get THe. TicWreTs, PoP the Pres Publishing Co, You HAVEN'T BEEN Good Stories of the Day According to the Menu. HAT some men are slow to sre beyond the range of their own immediate atmosphere was demonstrated the other day by a story told by Congressman Harry Hz Dale of New York. ' In one of the big metropolitan cafes jrecently, ao related the Congressman, two diners got into an elongated ar- gument as to whether pineapple was fruit or a vegetable, Both sides claimed to have the only real information and after much use- less talk they finally agreed to call i or re “It isn't either one, gentlem: was the obsequious rejoinder of the waiter, “It is an extry.”—Philadel- phia Telegraph. ne eee No Indeed. YEAR-OLD Willlam came state of disorder and with somewhat bruised face. “Oh, Willie! Willie!” exclaimed hia mother, shocked and grieved. “How often hayd I told you not to boy?" . said Willtam, with anybody?"—The Delin- —_—_——_ Planting Seeds. R. and Mrs, Jones were very proud and fond of their chickens, Great, therefore, was their consternation when, on coming down the other mornii breakfast egns, they nol @ favorite hen was missing, re- Answers. must have been stolen,” said Jones. Just then he observed Brown, of next door, digging in his garden. Brown, who was a man of few words, was usually in-bed ‘at this hour, so Jones put his head over the wall. a working at < cazly in utter di . playing eator. niny with that naughty Johnson |had YOU GOTTA DO Ii7! 1914, hy The Press Publishing Co. (The New Yor Ereming World.) j said the laconic Brown, ds he resumed bis digging. eeeeoeGC r= asked suspiciously. lanting.’“= janting what?" persisted Jones, said Brown, There was a snort frém Jones, who nly seen something, . “Why, that's If |NONE CLUSTE VALUE... 150 it : ia the dagbe| You will like the satin laundry finish of the fabric. 2 for 25 cente- Ce, ale Mh sheen,