The evening world. Newspaper, July 20, 1914, Page 14

$0 THSIS THE NOUNG MAN WHOS CALLIN ON MN GRANDDPRTER,EH? WELL, YOUNG SHE, Honest , axa! you Gor No IDEA How TENDER A BEARS NOSE 15 # ONE SLAMON HS BEAK WILL MAKE HIM" QUIT AND “We FILM wut Be TAKEN! see? ArTan er Say You Stak A UTTLE, SHOOT ! Hen YOU LEAN A Good ONE ON rh ae , a= gave fami Y ek accel MRS. MUDRIDGE-SMITH SIGNS A CONTRACT | nose." be a day over twenty-fiv Mudridge-Smith thought, the serenity IN Dr. Cosmos’ beauty parlors Mrs. Mudridge-Smith sub- mitted her fair features— that they might be made the fairer yet—to the thorough yet sympathetic, yes, even admiiing examination of the great Dr. Cosmos himself, while Mra. Mona Montez—— guch was the name she gave—being a| Gescendant by marriage of the great beauty that devasted kingdoms, Lola! Montez herself, she assured Mra. Jarr| and Mra. Mudridge-Smith, hovered in attendance. “For the dimple but a simple oper- ation is needed,” said the doctor, “Show the lady the pictures of Mra,’ Biank before and after we gave hor’ @ @imple.” ‘The head nurse got out some photo- graphs showing a pretty young wom- an with a mole, which in the second picture was transformed into the most fetching of dimples. Mrs. Jarr and Mrs, Mudridge-Smith could not repress exclamations of as- tonishnient. And well they vight they were not present when the firet photograph waa taken, the dim-| ple then being filled with protruding petty te form the mole. ‘The picture with ine dimple being taken “befor “and not “after,” although it was fabelled to the contrary “How old would you think I am?" the head nurse, as she took the mole-t -into-a-dimple mnie and brought two more photus it, youe although 1 am elghty-two cabinet to get which by the way nickleplated apple corer, pointed scoop-like affair. establishment's ear, rum! If you booze can you!" tainly pot! aire’s wife, would give us a song. to Mra. Mu tor took a step or two away looked out of the window und bumiued | lara an ounce. {4h Paraffine Treatment for Suddie- Mrs. Jarr said the nurse couldn't | and Mra, owing to of polse of the head! nurse, that she might be twenty-aix. | “I am eighty-two years of age,"| sald the bead nurse with a smile. | “I shall always look twenty-eight, | while I am with the great Dr, Cosmos!" ‘The! doctor affocted to be covered with | dexty, that finest trait of gentus, | ond stepped over to the Instrun: the dimple-scapel looked at like a being a The bead nurse followed him over | nd Mrs, Jury could have awora she sod in the seeming head of the varker, you big | » this job ruy “she does not neod skinnin, she, doctor?” was what mae Ree nurse did aay aloud, however. And the great Cosmos replied: “Cer- If we could transplant 4 complexion, Mra. Von Garlick, | the great dill pickle importer million. $10,000 & square inch for it! No, all this beautl- ful lady needs is the most simple manipulation to offwet a threaten ‘doop in this classic contour!" sand “The fact is," whispered the nurse {2 oo ample, the slargce west be \s 60 lo, e argos woul alight @ doctor wouldn't take sal Sorat es Sarak Seas i Y, ISA CHILDREN - Copy ris, Press Publishing Co. (NY Kvening World) Astorbilt's time, and one morning from |}the Countess Panne-de-Menage— though the Countess would be fu- rious,” “What do I care for those women? T'm as good as any of Mra. Mudridge-Smith. rhaps you think I could not pay for the troat- ment”— “Oh, we wouldn't think of saying much a thing; pray do not let us dis- money or terms," sty Cosmos, as though embar aslest way Is to sty the head nurse Wonk and The Type. the dudes,” was strolling the Promenade den Anglais In Nice. | 1 from his yachting trip -O ar n hue balance Pi rich tle, Ived well | a. tri este You sit In the ¢ ollve of} to 1 an with a croppe: wir, mK be said. A ust ‘hy, you ¢ BERRY WALL, ‘the king of |!” the place. ————;-——— been th It" THAT KID WONDER - CHIP OLD BLOCK- 1 SURE DO LIKE Some Good Stories 0 a slow get @ decent cocktall | Lippincott’ Detroit Free Press. Taken Literally. NE morning while Mrs. was at her summer b the county #b to town and | end, Her sr Ml out. | please. Doctor, kindly attend to tho) hat chap iy @ type. I met him/ and tac! it on the Jady!" in Smyrna, Jpon ‘And Clara Mudridge-Smith started the ho! ‘Wherevare you going?’ he asked. We are golng to 1. been ‘Holy smoke!" hi led; bad {gant to so to Verussiem, L¥el been . v in to get a beauty treatment in thi establishment patronized by dames of - ee wre or hi by the time sho was ready he wrote op # card: Don't leave anything, 9 de 4 th door, return at night she found bad been ransacked, and Jerusalem," | nearly everything of any value had On the er card which these words had ¥ O' THE ided day with eit to leave, so) WAIT A MINUTE — Fium's stuck! WAIT A MINUTE AXEL ---- Fun for the Home and the Ride Home _— B-a-2-2-2-2- B-2-2-2-2-2 IT SHUT Ue !! AY DIDN'T TouCcH { 4 +'says “What's one fly more or reach you by reason of your Bat a and Aunt Jane suid ae how it weet e ay there answer it and let mo know |thy ay that “bothered hor, onioeit where you are. Love and kisses,/cheated her outen gettin’ her full: .” Peleg Peeks, Postmaster. town.| “Thanks, We haven't left much,’—~|Amand# Magazi pHa Easily Accomplished. | yUD@E HANINGTON, when leader J of the Opposition in the » Mrunswick pouting . dress in the It Cobb ao in go Legisiat od} then 1¢ ‘Oh, that lept tones. Mr. Blair motioned to an attendant, w a,” be t Lowsville Courier-Journal, ahe | PERSONALS AND LOCALS. brothers of the Bemis Bros.’ Empo- ‘ rium and Ben Bellows, our dusty blacksmith, and Lew Ballum, our industrious tin-tinker, and PostM®S- enterprisin’ vetternary, who as ter Peleg Peeks signed on already. | how {t ain't ring-bone or spavin, but Amos Crabb, our local aneerer, says MUsht bo hoof and south disease, | aa how, secin’ as how there ain't M0 | leaves Hoven asetiled like trade to speak of In our midst 6x-| a cept swoppin’ yarns, the organization is only an excuse to their wives to cover up some ¢ a sos.’ back room, & mea of skim milk so's Berns Bran” DAs, Pe gummer boarders could have crea | 5 for their coffe. next mornin’, Unclaimed postal card In the P. O. cin of condensed milk ie oe for Peter Perkins, It says “why jand when she got home there was ‘a’ don't you write? If this postal don't Adut ‘That postal cai Weionged. to Hut Haltora's new hired man. tion to the Adve adder: 1 | his off ey Lew 4 ny constituents in West-| standin’ near the peg umpirin’, Silas moreland could hear me now!” ex-| allowed as how the hoss shoes lighten’ claimed the Opposition leader in vio-| where be had heaved ‘em at, he was entitled to the count, but Doc Halters claimed it was a foul which disqual. eald.—| ified Silas’s heaves. las Row Doo HICKVILLE DOINGS From Our Hickville Correspondent Hazen Conklin Hlant, 1914, by the Prom Pubitahing Co., Tie ‘New Yor id “heaves” when hosses had ‘em but \ Brening World.) when it come to quates he was u mounting of ignorance, Lew ubed bis umpiratica} pet |havin’ Silas heave hia two @l one at the peg and one at Silas missed ‘em both by nigh a lum by JOWN CLERK HIPPOLYTH fein, Harkness is organizin’ ®| foot, Board of Trade to git folks to move to Hickville. ‘There's him and the Bemis Seelecktman Hosea Titoomd is impin', bein’ as how his big toe on off foot is all swelled up. He ye as how he don't know what ails Unless its got a dose of this here toe-main pizenin he's hearn tell of. ' {He went to see Doo Halters, our only Hosea's foot ain't a hoof, Which Mrs, Clem Plunkett of Pond, Road had a run in with Aunt Jan Taggart, who lives next place to her hecker turnaments ID yextidd: Aunt Jane come over fo/ drownded fly in it. Mrs, Plunkett | has bin claimed. | ee Se ae eS Ballum’s wooden leg who was Silas allowed & judge of. r ‘ might be