The evening world. Newspaper, June 9, 1914, Page 18

Cumrrieat. 1914, Prom Paatenling Co UN. ¥, rested’ Worl) Hann's “AY StHamea GeonRse. wells cay For Aner BY The Dooh. . AND WHEN HE COMES IN You GRAS Him AND HOLD Him DOWN WHiLm I SHAVE Hee unscers ore! Nell THERE Is’ HOPE! AND AGAIN: THERE IS HOPE! Mr. John W. Rangls came back to where Mr. Jarr was standing at the door of his apartments on the third floor “the wiff is coming up stairs!” And he brushed past Mr. Jarr, who followed him into the dining room. ‘I don't see why you sbould be @fraid your wife would meet you in @enference with me in my house,” re- Marked Mr. Jarr. “Well, I just hed a row with her Because I wanted to go to Gus's for a Minute to look at the ticker.” “But Gus hasn't got a ticker, unless ou mean the slate on which be jots @own the sums we are indebted to @err admitting her caller to the front part of the flat—do you want to spoil @verything? For years I have been to Gus's to get tl in the morning or Gus's to ‘look at the jot _away with it. And 4 out I had dropped to 900 You on a secret mission crimp in of getting up a week i ienic—with Rushante, children and’ ‘ot er household peta!” guess it's too late no: fer with. Php A. all be her landing, ' L rs, Jarr this Ratterty. the builder, has JT CALL A FINE Boy Su-tt-u-wl Gasy wth Mose ee rect ft Untunte “1 HEAR, Hina! big romgt4 sloop he took in trade for te in the Bronx, and he was going to take the bunch by boat to the wilds of Long d"*— “Bash!” said Mr. Jarr. “Not so loud! Late listen and see how much t! know, ga) ert delay the eget new evening So the two eavesdroppers moved up to a good position to overhear the conference between Mrs. Jarr and Mrs. Rangile. “I just thought I'd drop in ai va Ci in the wi \wouldn’ 1" They hear: Tan believe me, it will |declares 7 ene Ne i “Why, I didn't know you and Mrs, Terwiliger didn’t like each other,” j | Mrs. Jarr was heard to reply, “I wouldn't do Mrs. Ti honor of despising . | Rangle. tempt. I tre: when we ted it all right,” replied “It was to and put & scheme bg lag Out party are to con- ber with indifference t, but as for camping with never!" Mrs. Jarr and Mrs. Rangle then conferred in low tones as to the best e' method of having the Arcadian ex- “HELP WANTED!” 4 gee if they are wi the bunch at G camping, too. Ger | MM “She is beneath con- | of tl cursion without Mrs. Terwiliger, but had come to no agreement when Mrs. Rangle took ber departure. She passed bee Clara Mudridge-Smith on the airs. is that woman, that dreadful Mra. to be in our little party?” ked the newcomer. ‘Why, my dear ire. Jarr, won't it be a very mized affair?” “Those dames will mix tf my wife finds out she said that!’ whispered Mr. TB et bo to hit low lstener, Mrs. Rangle's a good soul,” Paty condescendingly. , Clara, you mustn't be 0 exclusive io & camping out party.” Mrs, Mudridge-Smith insisted that to be drawn somewhere, Tr agreed to endeavor to Mra. Rangle. Stryver Clara Mud- Smith had gone,” said Mrs. but I simply cannot go on any ng. party where that woman gets on my nerves just fo So, really, if it ts to lari if it ae be select- And after th bes visitor Bad gone and Mr. Ran ped, Mrs. Vansour HA tell Mra. J: 0 go campi: vided ¢! san newly rich Mrs, Stryver nored in the matter, She cried: “Nev-vur again, you bet!” —_———— The Family Reading. HILE traveling through the rural districte of Miasourt a book salesman approached a farmer and stood for several min. utes importuning bim to buy the book he was selling. Presently the fi blinked his eyes and aa: . Non it a Vad T can't read,’ © salesman paused a moment then said: “But you must have os oa in ad home fat can read, ‘our wife, your children. they would be interemed? Seer, “Yes, my daughter can read,” re- plied it “but al Fun for the Home and the Ride Home SISTER DAS DIAL? PA LUNCHES WITH MR. JITNEY-HOOKER. A has it all fixed that we're to move to our summer M place down on Long Ieland| Hef husband to make up to me, mehr, insists on callin’ herself D'Aubens, and though it may sound nifty it ain't got no ratin’ in Bradstreet's, So when Mrs. Jitney Hiccup Hooker got wind as to how Ma was the wife of Dan’) Dobbins, soap king, the wind blew Leastwise so Bruce explains it. Jit- ney-Hooker sent his card in to me and introduced hisself as my new neigh- between the Carrington Bruces and the Jitney- Hookers a week from Saturday. When and Clarice went with Mrs. Bruce to call on Mrs. Jitney- Hooker while we was week-endin’ at the Bruces, and Mrs. Jitney-Hooker treated Ma so snippy, it seems she didn’t rightly place Ma. You see Ma with him so's we could get acquainted. I didn't have no real reason for re- fusin’ him, so I wei e club he be- kind of a big waitin’ room there, and he left me there and excused hisself for a min- “SAFETY FIRST!” OVER HERE, HR) ERED TH! swow WE WANTA SEE. bor-to-be and invited me out to lunch | # PoP he wanted to see tf some I was sittin’ there in @ big | su: chair I couldn't belp hearin’ what wh . ey in the prett; ess they ‘ic carried. im says: “Who's Trusty” Nickel-Grabber tm and left anchored in the nother fellow; icker he's flashed from another quarter and she sent | * “He's dragnettin' to we cash for that new skyscraper Prospect Realty crowd at Columbus Circle,” ret a i out of his pockets. ks more ick Se blowed into town to “You "t never tell,” says the @eo- ond feller; “some of et roughneoks ig the only ones tha! these da; There a! re any on the Street. ob'ly the ald boy Lig ten or twenty thou aalted awi arate Grabber is takin’ whi Bee get wherever a finds it. Believe. me, ries now twenty thou would loom up anplg ee @ house to muh!” over and jocuspocus bond issue. Only last month Jit-Hook ack, wraebed the easiest boob I ever trailed right out of my f the old rube has TEN thou, ! all Bo over and sting him,” saya just pipe off how at eg that's bh ere for—and i] manage r feller there who He spoke up and cramp in ear. You've gone weather-nutty. In the open season you blow how you don't bother with nothin’ but big game, from elephants to alligators, and when the closed season comes you take off your slippers and slam s every roach that sticks his head it of @ crack in the floor. The ola gink’s probably Jit’: tailor, and Dan‘’l Dobbins, the Soap King. He'a to be my next-door neighbor this et ‘Them fellers fairty turned green. Pe age Ld une peer ilaer to that re coulant te AN “aid t that? His NEIGHBOR! 8! The Only, Original Denti Dobbins! = Ain’ the devil for Juok!"* Enterprising Young Florist. N enterprising young florist, in A order to increase his trade, displayed this sign window: w in his shaft Rocke? of flower seeds ‘com Potter across the stredt “ie som jought to meet the com- tition by B placing in his window the hewiae, announcement: ve the sor wie every s maintain life end » sembl end strength. Stuffing A dosen mesie @ dey won't gain a single ‘wtay there” poun fat-producing elements ef their food just etay in the intestines until they pase frem the body as waste, What euch people need te eomething that will prepare these fatty food elements eo that thetr blood cam eheort them ond depeett thom the Jit's blowing ue to lun ‘bh so's he | os stall him can Just then Teer Hooker came in. “Gentlemen.”