The evening world. Newspaper, December 24, 1915, Page 12

oa wr Home and Comic Page of THE EVENING WORLD, F;i ‘ : cconsenesy| “?S°MATTER, POP?” : ae esy: Desember 24; 1915 Walker: = = of Delhi oUseer To. oil, TAL ITED we we we we j Ry BIDE DUDLEY * SHe Toy AS Bout You PODIOQROOOIOIIOOSVGIGD® A By C. M. Payne | 15. by The Prees Publishing Co, ew York Prening World), HE FINDS CHRISTMAS SHOPPING IN NEW YORK HAS ITS TRIBULATIONS. Mayor Cyrus Perkins Walker, who fe planning a reform campaign for his home town, Delhi, Tex., declares, he will start in with an article In the Delhi Bazoo on “The Evils of Shop- ping In New York.” ‘The Delh! Execu- tive is highly indignant over the treatment he and his companion, Con- atablo Pelee Brown, received in a} large store here “Woe went to the store,” sald Mayor | Walker this morning at his hotel, “to buy Christmas presents for our wives. Pelee had an iden he'd get Mra. Brown anice shotgun and a pair of hip boots for duck hunting. Pelee Is very fond of shooting ducks, so the presents would have been very appropriate. IT had made up my mind to get Mrs Suave ON IT Axet ove PAL! : Walker a nice box of cigars to give) WE GoTTA SET THIS P PARTY ~ Se ee ee : wal eee ons (T'Lt HELP To KEEP [4 E F es nace & 2 ARGUING acain! = A VELL, YOU ALNAYS m -y ered - 7 “Tuat's How ALL OUR ; lean It seems that the Texans, upon en- | Sure! : \ te yi : neo Tapi tering the store, found themselves in FROM SCRAPPING! } 2 PEACE PARTIES oo You HADN'T JOINED DAS is SyART = YOU F “ + @awirling crowd of humanity, mostly SMOULDA'T FIGHT @ 1p “PREPAREDNESS BUNCH! acanes ern ‘ere a } femininity, At one side, behind @ ° ‘Z § w counter, stood a beautiful blond sales- Jady, so they began to edge their way in her direction. Finally they reachod the counter, with Mayor Walker slightly tn advance of his companion. “How do you do, lady? said the taking off his nat and bow-| like to talk with you rela-/ to’ “Cas ang out the girl Constable Brown pushed a roll of | money into the Mayor's hand, “Show her we can anything in the etore| tf we want he whispered. Mayor Walker held the money up im front of him, "We'd like to got .@ good shotgun, lady,” he said. “And Sif you and a lady friend aren't doing Qeayening about dinner time we'd ad- ze to have you"-—— “Pour, six, nineteen!” shouted the 1, looking sideways, ; Pcheen playing policy, T assume,” wer Goopn IP HIS aS I KIN SEE aid the Mayor with aemile. He was GOING TO HE'S GaT A Ho cnty joking, of course. ‘Pelee and mp LHANG VP ils. ‘ 4" ce went on, “also want to got es OUR STOCK! STOCK In IT, ALREADY! @ome rubber boots and a box of TONIGHT! a =! cigars. After making our purchases we'll go to dinner and we do hate to eat by ourselves. Now, as I was eaying”—— , “Floor walkah!" yelled the girl, in- @icating a tall, pretty man with his hair parted in the middie. } Constable Brown misunderstood her, “He'll not floor Walker,” he re- plied, frowning. MGentiomen: sald the pretty man, “T understand you wish to purchase guns and boots, Sixteenth floor, sec- tion 23, left, counters 6 and 11, Take express elevator, northeast corner, this floor, Ask for Christmas cou- pons.” About that time a woman crowded the Mayor against the counter and Proke his watch crystal “Two yards baby blue,” she said to the salesiady. “Buy some of the same, whatever ft 1s, from the blonde,” whispered Constable Brown. “Tip her a dime.” “Listen, lady,” eaid Mayor Walker to the girl behind the counter, “I'll take six yards of robin's-egg blue. ‘What are you selling, anyway?” “Ribbon counter,” said the sented (Ny fn AS TH’ man, edging closer. “Guns, boota, tztecnth floor, section s. Take" —— “TH' Door. Al ONE UNDERT “Wait, a minute,” sald Constable Ww : Ny [pli Brown. ‘This here gentleman, is the FN ives m5 bal ah aA Mayor of Delh!, Texas, and he wants ‘a jot of ribbon to use in decorating is hotel room for Christmas. Hang on us, will you?” “As L was saying,” said the Mayor, addressing the blonde, “let me have & lot of ribbon, I Fant to tie up an invitation to dinner and hand it to little one. e pretty man placed a hand on the Mayor's shoulder. “Guna and , section 23, Take nted to auburn-haired ly detective asked him to. The floor walker fol- Jowed him out and, when they reached | Mbt Ath the sidewalk, Constable Brown took charge of his man aguin. Policeman Glihooley arrived on the acene at thia| ~ point and arrested Brown. At the — station he pluced a charge of ex-| S®SOS0Oe tortion against the Texan. ‘ Mayor Walker bailed Constable DSOBOEDOOOOMN. KIDSBURG | 7 pe KIDSBURG HAS ITS OWN “ _ MUNICIPAL XMAS TREE we By Dwig”’ Brown out and they went to their hotel very much provoked at the [reatment, they had received. | The “4 pangs , ey “ee on ove Tight tt wi . " jae he whole department store FREDDY'S BIRTHDAY GOAT DISAPPEARED—SEE IF YOU CAN HELP HIM RECOVER IT, | CHAPTER XX. ‘There was much indignation. faethe 23 F aa i C@ODOG: 1056000008: q 9OOQOBDDDHOD]HNEISODGOOGOSGOOO | LL thoughts of trying to find the 4 3 Life Lyrics 2 | PAN cout fled when the boys saw ty BY KLIN of the bear. They ran to the geosseces SODSTEODOOES tallest tree that they could find. The bear growled and followed them to the first branch, The boys tried to climb higher, but right above them, crouched | in the fork of a limb, they discovered | @ snariing—— | To solve this Great Dot Mystery Join the dots with @ pencil line each chapter Is printed. Begin | dot No. 1 and take them in numerical order. Then cut out each pictu ind | when the last chapter is printed you| will have a thrilling mystery story | complete to be pasted in your scrap: | book, Chapter XXI. will be printed Coperight. 1918, by The Pr thing itie New York reales Wastsans ©. Va When Mrs. Show claps on full sail to voyage down the street With envy women all turn pale; her Style they cannot bea Hor chin is tilted in the ai a haughty look, Like that the pict who grace a f. ieee Getting Even. HE cabby regarded tho broken- down taxt with a gleam of de- | ght. The ohauffeur turned | and twisted, but to no avail, and still the cabby spoke not. ‘Then the chauffeur wiped bia brow, and the cabby crossed over, “'Ere!'’ claimed, holding out hie whip. yer are, mister, ‘it ‘tm with ¢his!''—~ Argonaut she wears | ed women wear ion book. if folk, id mit Mf folks could see her in the morn, she'd draw far different stares. An old kimono, stained and torn, is all the gown she wears. Her waist is thick, her hair is thin and snaried in disarray; Bhe's quite a different yoman in her merning negligee! *>