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April 12,1914. |. ee Fun for the Home +4 F GIVE ITA CR NEVER DONE ue otf een 4 NO MANU-ELL v > . Ash ; LABOR IN +HI5 peatniest 5 *( i) eee ae: a o/s Coprright, 1914. Press Publishing Co_1N_¥_ Heening Wart st PHIM ILL MAKE HIM APOLOGIZE = GUY BY THE NAME oP AN'- AW = SPIKE SPINK? GEE. BUT I'M SORE !! Oh, Wait! Played Both Ways. I take so much interest in you!” Mrs. | carrier pigeon went into the| too offensively friendly, and so cone . ef i a Jarr declared in injured tones. “Mam-|coal and wood and was nev-|is why I say if HE could be given Gains 22 Pou 4 6b HY, my dear,” exclaimed the OWN, at a Southern race ma's Uncle George's wife wouldn't a grand dinner by his enthusiastic iii ‘ good friend on finding Mrs. course, which I shall designate i? even go to the banquet, although he ‘Great Scott Mr. friends rallying around him, I don't ; i home over tho dastardly attacks|the family skeleton? Put your Mam-| about having it done for you! *éhat is the matter?” @ place where you lose your money made by the Ring to impeach his/ma’s Uncle George back into the 'm not too modest, you Mr. Racd Sotend on Sutinn Mrs ala lel can gaat f gave it out sho was prostrated at|“Why am I to be the repository of|see why you should be so modest In 23 Days” <The young wife wiped her eyes and|in the winter time, I took a young J erity. But Mamnia's Uncle|closet of oblivion. If he went into|Jarr admitted, “but I haven't the : . . : j rgo's wife, Who was a tall, bony|the coal and wood businoss let his|charm and well deserved popularity ‘ nally on NPP SA nS 19 Lage Sue te Die Sete And ae ite ° ig Pe i] as weno always sat on a secu baene past be past.” of your mother’s Uncle George.” Remarkable Experience of F. Gags a i a aisted on placing @ bet on a horse. \ hair sofa knitting black sitk mittens, 1, { never had any use for a] “Well, I think different,” said Mra, non. Builds Up Weight Ay"Well.” she began, with folded|ghe wouldn't even let me help her and used to terrify me as a childjman who had stde whiskers,” replted|Jarr. “Have you spoken to the heail ds, “you know John is away for al ao it. Conmriah,_ 1014, 07 The Erew Puugiieing Co.|creaked when he walked—Mamma’s| by her grim smiles because she had a} Mrs. Jarr. “Ho shaved them off the firm yot? Maybe he will in- Wonderfully i." 4 i wk Eve rorid,) Uncle Georgo brought tears to every |double set of false tocth and the|terwarda, but to me he was always alist on defraying the expens ™Yea, degr,” helped the lady friend,|_ The horse did worse than to come eye when he declared he was always|gums were such a vivid pink and Well, he writes to me, regularly,|in last. Ho turned around and ran| MR. JARR FORESEES for the old flag and the Constitu, | the teoth were ao large I always used psa rap down to the req i—I it letter he tells me/¢he other way. I said: lonal guarantee of the palladium of/to think in my childish fancy that K Semen! t vig my Dhoko out and Kisses it sya eer Dae A FEASTLESS FEAST | oy Yinertion, for 1 remember it dis- | tho had ewallowed 4 toy plano Gad Pqulnet 2 nda tet ange tinetly because it was at this point ‘4 has put 10 9 jut that ie nothing for you to cry|you had your money on f# running | ¢¢ \ ELL, when is it to be, po! the keyboard wouldn't go down her ” 1 the tri Monday night?” asked the marahers ot He lode, yey throat it,” exclaimed end, the wrong way!" were present, wearing their rega! ‘You know, those toy pianos little on, it, ia”, gried Mra. Newwed,| ‘she gurgied with satisfied glee. Rie chee orn ret | Gol George ‘complained that hait| Sitl# used to got at Christmas, that His Plea. Serier Tien RA cote, to Be took my picture out of hie ba-bag woman’ Sertinst ot howe. i me snaps iRaeRE SOK (thai: h N old negro was recently ig 2 at a hae oat mane of bat dtl ek Cag payed “poth| “What's to be Monday night?| mitted, and it cost him over six hun-|scale on them, but they are not ac- beougnt: before: 9» Suman: ia Me partner down "with. Iam. “Cleveland Plain Dealer. asked Mr. Jarr in turn, dred re to be vindicated, and,| tual piance at all? hens’ Mobile. It seemed that Uncle helped the lady to her fest. “The banquet they are he wasa man I never liked, I don’t| "Well, she sald that if ber nd) Mose had fallen foul of a bulldog| * ’ he ead, ‘this y going to why you couldn't have a dinner Uncle George) was 90] while in the act of entering the ben |second time I have seen give you down at that old office for|given you ju: BF Food as inner jog’s owner. fall. The time wi being there ten years,” replied Mrs.|Siven Mamme's Uncle George, and assassins “Look here, U! ” the Jus- | Juan.""—Washingten Star, ae "| that’s fifteen years ago!’ 't I give an wnOh, that? Wall, you eee, I don’t| to Ree slater’ a hart aee'n considered his hi the same hea Ne Bit Ex eer me a J was eo think there'd be time to get tt up in| work or simply to give your teeth an | before he put the Duflding permit | nei It jot‘a Bit Excited. t into, the atyle the boys want—there's the| iting?” asked Mr. Jarr, when sles tm his pocket; and in the midst | wise Zeve you got toraay for your. |"PYHAT the aged are not easily Mrs. Jarr ran down for want of/of his troubles jang of boys from " x engraved invitations, and #0 many of | breath, ij the Bushwick district climbed the| "HET". yiose poratohed his head. oat Se arenes oe eae the fellows don’t think their old| “I'm sure you should be glad that|back fences and atole sixty of his) rare Willyum, yo sent ter de ’ . y Grease euita will do—and, well, we chain fer tryin’ ter steal some |@re not often as calm as the old lady that the Windsor Magazine tells A popular RED-MAN Style. fits the neck snug and stays there. 2 FOR 25 CTS. EARL @ WILSON MAKERS OF TROY’S BEST PRODUCT ¥ ” ————————TanT NAKA rs. ize hicks idn't 3 yn kh YOU GOTTA DO IT! ce ST he charger | si Jarr, for ahe stmply said she thought | It nonsense to go to all that trouble, |_ “Do you think they'll present you with a gold watch and chain, suitably, {1 he he a "That's the pkIYn pa ‘a Unel t for malt ; aad his friends fat the banquet, w {thought of his d 5 Ho never did get along with his wife, t always fought # and they practically lived apart twenty- two years in the same house and never spoke, and they nev: acribed—for, of course, a watch jean be-and why Mamma's Uncle | George didn’t think of his family, be- |fore he was doing the malfeasing, I can't see. “Only Mamma's Uncle George—for 1 remember it perfectly, as we sat {up in the gallery, and Ico cream was sent up to us, and mine gave me a toothache and I spotted a dove-col- ored nilk dress with it—the ice cream, not the toothac! “And Mammy always were. sah, yo’ des hab to let me gO, Ba chickens, seh Muscle Needed. An old man fell from a second- story window into the street, where an anxtous crowd immediately gath- injured, One of her daughters rushed frantically into the first floor room, Ah war after. the same | Where his wife sat knitting, and cried: !—Pittaburgh Chronicle. | | * es | ‘ mother, mother! ors into | ad! Oh, dear! i ‘es, my child” answe the old} work, “I saw him pass,”—Pitteburgh I’ was a beautiful New Year morn-j!ady, plactdly, looking up from hei ing in the Stone Age. “Hoey, Strongarm,” said Halry,- head, “lend me your crowbar, will your" “Whatty ye want with it?” asked Strongarm, “I want to take it home," informed jal |, “to turn over a new leaf.” —Youngstown Telegram, ——— Teddy to the Rescue. T a tango tea in New York an actor came a nasty cropper while dancing with a pretty chorus girl. Lew Fields, hastening forward, lifted the actor from the floor, Then, he Chronicle. cee: So Kind of Him. HE old man who acts as post-| 4 master in a small Southern town likewise keeps a general merchant's shop. He is often ac-|™ pass through his hands, but this he| strongly denies. A lady called at|. goods days later the lady called again and asked why these two articles had not been sent with the other "Oh!" replied the merch; “I saw by the post card eald, Srzing to soothe the chorus girl's bend thet yo’ friends wa: a machelly thought y vhinge."—, bere G04 emty been @'need them rer sentient iti nanneenetinn i wines nln ered to see whether he was seriously | Hi cused of reading the post cards that |? y ; fe work, ‘This tort wil FREE SARGOL COUPON

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