The evening world. Newspaper, August 11, 1914, Page 14

pean: ¥. Bventig Werte), MARRYING OF MARY-—Tennyson Tenpenny, Being a Coming Event, “Cast His Shadow Before” UM FLOOEY and AXEL—You Can See That (75 to USE TRNING W duc, axeL! \ fE You port‘T OBEY “THAT CRDER To f WHT TH SweDied AREY YouLL Re DUMPED INTO UAL FoR CotTrEMeT! Now “Tan my ADVICE AND cuny rf | money, read out loud to Slavinsky?” side does Dinkston take on asked Mr. Jarr. Natatorium,” said Gus. ‘what I care what he is?” “Natatorium? Why, that's a swim- ming place; a bathing pool,” re- marked Mr, Jarr. 7) “Well, that’s what he needs, that oe inkston!" snapped Gus, “All OT know that's all he talks about—the has orlum, Wasn't thet it, Rat- y ferty?’ and Gur turned to the local tractor anu builder, who entered that woment. “Wasn't Dinkston be was a Natatortum?” I think it was,” “But the man 's talking about. @ Malachi, who be come to \ 9) ever with ‘mortuary,’ which is fro: the Zatin of ‘mores’—meaning ‘tead.” “You are all wrong, there the aaase word’ bessaes ‘ues ‘beet Saad Mke that whattertorium. Yes? Not “ 1" oor Ma 2 ’ to change th gee ey Rag :nere gentlemen ever outbreaks of war seem to cal) osculation' ap? tor apt ‘e te he es oa war ing begins,” explained pg Tone i “ anne ee ' August 11, 1914, * MY GooPness: ony You (Now (F You’D CATCH A AND THeSIDES, YOu CANT CATCH SHARH'S TS. veut! AXEL AMUSES MA— Te WAY HE “TRIES To GET OUT OF JOINING THE ARMY. BuT THis Time He's sae Snust OR So TO dAIL! inch troo) rday a sittie lea: * ve the Pret e sore ite ce mh » Wel cheeks ani care fecereted Bim, with the Legion of Honor, ie German advance was checked. Or this: 0, Peterebarg (Monday) — ¢ Emperor gave an audience to the French Ambassador at the Kowtthisheadogsicy Palace, at whic! he emi oat wi) Ambi brew, > edt “mtn ehet’ fn then Ke present him with the Order the Double ‘Cross. “T don’t believe ft" shouted Gus, thamping his fist on the bar. “There aint a wold of it in my Abend Zeitung!” By Ferd C. Long Deperigh|. 1914 Prébi VUbiiging OA (LY Bvening World) Hickville Doings Hazen Conklin Oorrrtis Now’ Leck aranieg’ Wank ® PERSONALS AND LOCALS. ELLIS, of the Ellie ‘Tavern, which is in Hickory Junction, has bought bim @ome grooved knives which will hold peas without their rollit off. He eays as how he’s alus lookin’ out for the comfort and con- venience of his patrons, Lew Baltum, our enterprisin tin Unker, has invented a perpetual mo- tion contraption and he says as how all it lacks is sumthin to keep it goin, Amos Crabb, our local sneerer, saye es how Lew would get more popular recognition hereabouts as a inventor if he'd Sigger out a scheme for perpetual rest. Now that I'm back agin, it’s all right for you to bave your orimes committed, as I'm right here te do my duty now. Seth Shutes, Constibule. — avs. Aunt Jane Taggart had a summer boarder to leave ber yistiddy, He said as how it wasn't her cookin that he didn’t like but what she cooked, Aunt Jane, bein a trifle nigh-sighted, not to aay a lee! sent-minded, biled up her with @ome alfalfa grass she was cookin for greens, havin heard it made good eatin, Wo mean the al- falfa grass, not the switch, Wile Oates, whose head aint never bin just right since he fell offen his [pats barn roof, put his overalls on hindside foremost yistidday by mts. take, Stid of changin em to right way front, he went around all day walkin backwards, Brad For kibucy gat down yistidday on some matches he was carryip in hie hip pocket. From the wag he sear mio —_ Fun for the Home is and the Ride Home By Thornton Fisher ‘t | | rs As, a0 o Wl 1 IF ANYVON Sate ASK FOR MG. - { “Tet. 'eM AY WENT Down “TO DAS BNLISTING OF eice & - ILLUSTRATING WEBSTER Capysteit, 2014, by tho Poms Puiitiching Co, (The Mow York Drening Wows.) WERE’S A DOLLAR ON ACCOUNT, MRS. NUNE, —PLL GIVE YOU THE BALANCE PRETTY TOMARY PAYMENT —— Webster hiperin up the road we judge bo| would of got home a rod and Mj ahead of his pocket, if it hadn't of bin that by the time he got there there wasn't no pocket. Nor no matches, neither. fended, with conspicuot cident or bravery. Operations were Here are some more sneers sneered! beginning to drag horribly when the by Amos Crabb, our local sneerer: Argument aint very often convincin, because, the other feller is moat allus wrong. Bein in a hurry aint no use unless | “W you've got some place to yit to. And havin some place to git to aint no use if you have to hurry to git there. Bome time when think this Or wens