The evening world. Newspaper, June 25, 1914, Page 18

ue. ¥' SES E2 HOw ITS THIS Mean WEN, MISSUS TEBETS CUR Mv (Bay. NBErTs, \' NOT THAT | LOOK ‘Bur JasT Mg PROPOSITION )} Pe Cin TH Ghocea EFI fa mernce. er Miss mM LIGHT OFAN og GL-Gue rH ee MARY WAS MY Wife Y'KNOW INDUCE MENT TIMMS, TEN PUSSENT me MN OA BEIN TH BooTcHER a : au dU OFF‘ Le OU Your MEAT OLes Sue WEY TWEE One i Le We Logs: eens | nue, Tr PHoeea OF, 3 z wagers ort Z_ bie /| WELL SIR, Have YA +AD A GOOD SPANKIN’ LATELY ?, T Swans Wart THERE 18 THE FiftsT ‘Time I EVER KNOWeED “IAT Younéone To Rann faa I Dont Now wiaTa TH PANICIN ire. THE KIND PoP Gives ME ITH TAD ONES “Po, +e NEVAH Gave Me ONE Yer Z { Yeu Poom BooB! You TINK Youve. ; MEARtED He GAME , DONT CHA? Were fe PLAY You THE (8 “tere ! “that's uy FirsT pRwe @& HoT Less Tan 250! TWO HOURS HAVE ELAPSED. THE SUN IS SINKING IH THE WEST Gove) AND WE Mow SEE FLOCEY AND AKER LEAVING . 5) THE (S™ HOLE AND STRALING OveER TO 1 time, it will not be safe to go back USTRATI , To “Foil” Them. “Phe to, the hotel” added the old man. 9, + 1 RRELT ILL pisioaet ING WEBSTER. rT a Mi club prong e iP e\ iW ras safety Bret tor bie bi el IEND, AS DUTY To A player whose concelt is in im- e\ Seater vt COMMIT] || fey. Fatene rar ute mye At that very moment at the hotel, MYSELF JSHALL BE OBLIGED au complaining to William Collier that a mile y, William Barker, known by reason of the curious hostility of Y . o pete ey ic THOUT Es iq in th Serie Ber Ton Brame wean” Lena OnTMnEIICD” two forty, and never TO DEPART FROM HEN tent Cc Ov the critics he was unable to obtein R ° Bill,” array abu : Gettin’ tired a mite! N EXTENSIVE ACQUAINTENCE a lucrative engagement. 2 - in @ Loule de Guttenburg di I wish I'd been down here wh (ad THIN ‘OU “What do they sa: 7 asked Collier, SSrvwriens, 1016, by The Free Puviibing Cu | Uplift and Suffrage Women's Clubs| Garagantin!: aed through tive took PA HAS A Beret UMOR, | te litle Pollywors was hatchin’ ae 5 pee Poe lies cane A DOMAIN “That's just itthey don't say any- } ! 5 oir a bout me. ou the! cy fee VR Se Broning Horie), by Mra. Werthulla Beeawacks, who| way advanced the fattest lady in the SENSE OF Hi eM ae O of ian jem goin’ ou 3 SeMitey ot lignes ceaie yf 4 had lead the United High Rents for| obese business, errs . » yipe,” singin’ a tenor What would you do?” 2 R-R-R-R-R-R-EVENGE 1S Apuccnuite tantne cites York and| ac This Indy that you see before you.” JHERE'S one thing about} with the old bullfrogs, thelr dads ARE OF THE — “Join it,” advised Collter.—Grand SWEET TO MRS. JARR.| tne Tires tut 3 Mr. Barker continued, but his “splel jj) stayin’ down to our new] and grand-daddies chimin’ in on the| IM Rapids Press, © Tired Business Women elements.) was drowned in a perfect storm of summer estate that I ike] bass, “urr-rump-garr-rump, teck ALLOGENEOUS TYPE, > Mrs. Marmaduke Stalker, had, she| tittering y Mrs. Jarr and Clara J a i i ) tunk-a- . H, my dear Mrs, Marmaduke | thought, effected a coup by pesabicte Mudridge-Bmith and 4 oo bn tbeee ne Nees pes tite ibe junk, glunk,” ike old man Slocumb Accounting for Courage. ‘wo ladies, y je majestic . ‘i le f Stalker, please do not let|the presence of the Princess at the) Herthulla Heezwacks, arose. and rae taine Fike pean ele rk Nice te tbe Methody choir up in Dobbins. 66] THINK,” sho sald, hesitatingly Li us, who are in the fore-|tea und reception of the seceding | walked out, the whole body of women nid 3 and with downcast eyes, “that front of the fight for the |The Grande Dames of America.” | Present rose and followed | them ear: at DIERY, ue Sse 0 ae page T can see old man Slooumb you'd better speak to papa.’ % i ~fleeing from the discomfted Mrs, | back to when we lived up in Dobbins» | right now, ai g advancement of our #ex,| ‘The social surrender of Mra. Jarr,| sinner and the Princess and wc nd I'm gosh blamed if he “Of course!" he replied promptly. “That's easy. The only thing 1d me was the Interview with . ville, Ain’ didn these idle animosities, @ stanch supporter ¢ Mra, Beer: |xarruloys Mr. Harker, ax though trom | (ue, Ain't tt funny how they make didn’t look ike bullfrog as well Go saying, Mra. Jarr advanced to-|wacks, presaged for Mrs, Stalker, in| bill collectors, the styles of last year |the™ noises? Think of all of ‘em—| 4s sound like o He'd stretch that ward the whilom enemy of the Ber-|the latter's opinion, a complete re-| O° Any other dreadful thing of the| millions of ‘em, respin’ thelr bind] bis mouth of bis clean to his ears, | } ! / thulla Beeezwacks faction at the end | habilitation, sort! lege together and goin’ “akritch-| and roll his eyes up toward the spot “You're not afraid of papa? he @f the annual three days’ battle of| “And you must bring Mrs, Boez: “a = in the church cetling right over the Ld sald, inquiringly, opening her eyes ta ‘women's clubs at Atlantic City, wacks, too, and also your dear friend HELP WANTED! cholr loft, where the rain came f f astonishment, “Why, to be wure, my dear Mra.|that very charming if crass person through one spring Une-storm, and ' BT } Carel be! exclalined, WEY Jaret” gushed Mrs. Stalker in her| Mrs, Mudhead Schmitt,” Mrs. Stalker | then he'd rip out a rumble that could 4 should I be?" Sweetest spiteful manner. “For the! gurgied acidly. | be heard clean to Daggett's Cornera, “4 : “Really, I don't know," she an- feamge let minor disagreements be| “ars, Mudridge-Smith,” cooed Mra. | four mile away. te jirrereés “but W's usual, voy Koeee z ! We of The Grande Damen] Jarr spitefully in return, “But, of | The thing I don't like so well ts Ye kw I | “Oh, I suppose so," he answered in America, representing, a» we do,| course you would not know of the nolse too, but it ain't the bugs ki ~ t the off-hand way of the man of the culture, age and ethics, may meet | noted Mudridge Smiths living, as you, Your’ Tired Business Women's clubs) do, in that dear Arkansas, It is Ar. | Om @ plane of uplift. That we all, in| Kansas, Isn't it?” | OUF respective svheres, do our allotted world, “With inexperienced men there would be nothing surprising in it, but I have taken the precaution to lend him money, which is still un- paid.” up their heels, It's the Sound. There's @ funny thing right there! I don’t ike the “SOUND.” I'll hafta remem- ber that and tell ft to Bruce to-mor- Mrs. Stalker was too angry to truat | ‘ i at es ‘Then ft that the beautii Motion, le, awfter all, the desiratum. | hersoit to speak, ao she only smiled row. Ho's allus crackin’ jokes at me, eet Faaitens thae sue had cauene pip / | Be far a9 we can meet on a common] with intcnse dislike at Mrs, Jurr and and I'll have one to crack back at }ine financier for a husband.—Stray we of the clawases will assist : him. I'll say to him: Stories. Pe ewes,” hurried off | me Haan ; .! Me: fo tare ant a Puce,’ say, “I like livin’ here = Ta ee dare bit her tongue for angry | Moemwhile Mr. Jarr and the rec. on the Sound all right except for one thing.” ‘Then he'll say: the Princess H A PERFECT REMEDY these words, for, as she after- era Re tg sald, the idea of those fash- boarding house keepers as- ‘oy at Different in nature or Kind.’ (ter hating, Newsew omen’ nr “What's thai?” ‘Webster ‘ fuch a pose to New York And I'll say: Just os wood" 00 B & GP, who spent imore on clothes ail Tent than decayed gentle- Ww * in Confed- . 80 T only have ' $20, which I will split with you, fitty- | Jarr had « purpose, and | Att “Phe sound.” ' prea ig i Samant aaemnenes aie Til mean the sound of the Sound! waves comin’ in—"R-r-r-r-oush! | roilin’ in and Mra. J, H. says: B il l1ousne 88 of course, but he won't ketch on|rer-r-r-oush!” and it makes me "Oh, Llove to hear the waves wash- Hight off. He'll think I mean the | kind-a sad. Ing the shore, don't you? 1 can shut | : ; The Jitney-Hookers wan over set- | my eyes and nec sails!” Curd Quickly and Permanently by stag be invited to the recep-|,_ "Have, any of you gentlemen got : Sound, not the sound, andune'll say: | yn" un our pagel tonight after sup- | And T maya: | édiig Grande Dames of|\,., interrupted @ pi — , SS! What! you don't like the Bound?" | per, Mra, J. H. has got over her, "L could shut my eyes and see sales tive voice, ad Mr. Jarr turded to be. And I'll pay: Chill she had when she first met Ma, if the waves was washin'’ the shore | & to the Princess | hold the tyrant of his business. di =e No, I don't like the Sound’s|and didn't know she was my wife— with Dobbins's soap.” | snuad he'll laugh Uke ain that is, she didn't wnew I, Lig 8 her) ty thousht i wae 8 real coments | Presidentess-Gene e Sam i : . n't know | joke, but ma ain't got any sense of yee General | tor my wite, forgetting to Anyway, when the wind blows to- |f wee Denis Dobbins, the Soap Kl tole She was real huffy over it Gon Bes Torniedh Témeage, Literary of it, and now, i ie near ward us Grom the Bound § can bene We wee ai Ustenia’ to the aierwam® b.! Pen lg 40 Drvagim, 08, and Ba tee em OO ne an Tae Sent Seer eT : =... SC rrr 3 A