The evening world. Newspaper, December 30, 1915, Page 14

ee Sova ie 2 ‘THE EVENING WORLD'S Picture Puzzle Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), WHAT STATE CAPITAL 18 THIS?| Home and Comic |, “’'S’MATTER, ONE FOURTH OF Arrange together the indicated fractions of the words the pictures spell the Tuesday's puzzle ‘was RICHMOND, capital of Virginia. One third of “ribbon,” Ri; one-third “church,” CH; uth,” MO; one-half of “wand,” 1D. None name of te-dayis capital olty another puzzle will be printed in Ed Evening World next Monday. A Soft Job. rT} 5S,” said Mre. Malone, “my Bobby he's travelling with « cirous now. He's ving like two-fifthe of |. BUN, UNCLE JOE.MAS BRomMER, 16 Comin SEE US-HE HAS OF MONEN @ND ELLEN HAS TH’ BREAKFAST ALL READY — WorT's TAKIK! You LONG “P LET NET EE TE IR ArT ets, POP?” “ a Hm. me LARP eur Ti amc vat Page of THE EVENING WORLD, Thursday: December 30) 191s oe ™, YouR MOTTO 1S “ wten IN TRoUBLA Coma To PoP’ oO Lors He we Awake, but Hi fo THE CUSTOM SONS TO THE WAITER “po You EAT HERE? AN THE WAITER. SONS * NAW. 1 WORK, Here!" S—Our Own Troubles Always Look Worse Than Others’! T_WOULBNT “THINK BATTLIN', ONE MEAI PERSIA, pine * First My DEAR WE MUST GeT_RID OF THAT, WRETCHED OoK ours f DD you we EXPeRiance, Por Witt Ger wHaTeveR e7\- Nou WAN, 4uH? cr is Brains Were Fast Asleep! =, BUT BILL,WHEN THEY JOOK NG TO THE HOSPITAL LAST JULY TO OPERATE ON) 1 I NEARLY DIED— EVER see eA WORSE LOOKIN’ CHOP - THAN TH’ ONE SusT PuT ON MY Tve Copyeicht, 1828, ty the Press Putttshing On, (The Mew York Evening World). doing your annual “ewearing eff,” | expenses until you have trimmed the I" Sine forant that there are a num fringe from some of your own. heer of things that could be profitably To sweep up all the cigar and pipe on" plenee don’t any of you use your new.yeer until all of your le all used up. LIFE Lynics. if ky it He hange up all the fixtures and he laces up her shoes, ‘And walks the floor with baby so that wifie dear can snooze; He teats the rugs and dusts around and sweeps up all the floors; He gets the breakfast every morn while wifie ties and snores. He made a very grave mistake when firat he wed bis spouse By showing he wae such a handy man around the house! MIXED PICKLES, Halt the world minds the other half's business. Tea parties put the “sip” in gossip. Before you count your friends, test them all with a hard luck tale, ‘The man who complains that he “never had a chance” probably spent his time iooking for odds @ hundred to one in his favor. A LITTLE HELP. In case any of you oan't think up enough New Y ions to fill up that first pa: wovered 1916 di: you for Christmas, some one gave you might te- ashes you drop on the parlor rug. To cheerfully let wife always have the “last word” if she wants It—os- pecially when you have the first ono For Womens Net to remind hubby of each of his faults more than once a day. To tet hubby cherish the fond de- tusion that he has a sense of humor, Not to interfere with hubby's eve- ning efforts to broaden his education by reading the sport page. Never to deceive hubby by telling bim you have “good news" for him when your mother writes she is com- ing for @ six weeks’ visit, Alweys to laugh when your hus. band tells the same old funny story to company. WHY 18 IT? ‘That nobody hes thought of making suspenders that wont slip off the shoulders? FOLKS WE MEET, (Continued.) L D, Clare, May I. Comein, Myra Gards. (To be continued.) LIFE LYRICS, of any one; swings from sun to sun. never skips a chance solve-— For Men: . To brave the mob and wear the mecktic wifie gave you for Xmas, Never to bring any of the gang home to dinner oh the cook's after- Deon off. Wot to argue about the household ¢ with sour, scornful glanoe. Whene'er a chance for comes he puts it on the shelf. ‘He has no use for any one except— except HIMGELFI care eg SRO TY . - He never has a decent word to say He packs a hammer in hie mitt; it | He goes far out his way to knook and To wither some well-meaning chap boosting LIFE’S LITTLE “IFS” SORRY SWEETHEART, BUT 1 CAN'T CALL ‘TO-NIGHT - HAYE TO G0 ouT OF TOWN, -o Complete. ‘ OTHER,” sald the eldest born, ‘did you put the fam- ty poker obips in my trunk?” “Yes, dear.” “And you have packed my moii- cine ball, golf clubs, baseball bats and exercising machines in their cases ready to ship by express?” “Yes, dear.” you instructed the garage to go over the motor car and, after filling it with oil and gas, ha’ front of the house at 9 o'clock? “I have, darling.” “Have you told father to deposit a thousand to my credit at the bank?" “Yea, pet.” “Then,” @aid the youth, with a bright smile of approval, as he looked \up from the batting averages, “there |!s really nothing else to do, mother | deax, but ring up the president of the At 4.80 o'clock to-morrow afternoon.” fe. Needed No Extras. OWN in the crimson clover zone there were two farmers named Jones and Smith, respectively. Jones was old-fashioned and stuck to old-fashioned ways, but Smith, who wea more modern, bought 4 fine new automobile, One day he was proudly exhibiting it to some friends whoo Jones came along. Um," remarked Jones, as he thoughtfully sized up the handsome machine, “What's that there oo the side?” “That's a spare rim and a tire,” an- swered the proud Smith. “We always carry ao extra one in case one of the wheels goes wrong.” “Jes' ag I allers said,” was the dis- dainfwl response of Jones. “I've druy hosses for nigh on fifty years, and I never had to carry a spare lex for one o' them yet."—Philadelphia Press, Didn’t Believe It. CERTAIN little schoolgirl! is learning things, both at school and on the street asa recent happening demonstrates, The knowledge she picked up at school; the phrase regarding the cat he heard either from some older child or from same careless elder, “Mother, what does f-a-t spell?’ she asked the other night on coming home from school. “Why, ‘fat,’ my dear,” replied the mother, the second inquiry. “‘Her,'" again vouchsafed the In- formant. oollége and tell him I will be there | °°! “And what does h-e-r spell?” came h Just PuT, on mine! OD STORIES old cat of a teacher tried to make me belleve that those letters spelled ‘father,’ exclaimed the child with not a@ little indignation.—Cotumbus Dispatch. ee The Light That Failed. TH audience held thelr breath and simply thr-r-rilled as Jack Braveboy, the hero, killed the last of the Indians, He staggered about; be almost fainted with loss of blood. Then he gazed about him, and eud- denly hie voice rang out with hopes “See!” be cried. “The Dawn breaks bright upon the topmost heights!” Still darkness reigned. “The dawn! The dawn!” he screamed, raging about the stage. “1 breaks! The dawn!" ‘i A head popped over the mountain D. “'Old ‘ard, guv’nor,” said the “Don't be in ‘ich’ boomin’ al ome one's bin an’ turned orf!" ~Tit-Bits, be > Conservation. 66 A ND," continued the tecturer, A “I warrant you that there ts not @ man in this entire audience who bas ever lifted hte finger or in any way attempted to stop thia awful waste of our foreste and our lumber supply. If th |want that man to stand up. dig epihere Was a alight commotion ta je rear of the room and a nervous Uttle man rose to tho occasion—and his feet, “and now, my friend, will you | plain in just what way you have eon Served the forests of our nation? | And with tho utmost gravity end jaincerity the little man said: “f have |used the same toothpick twloa’— From Harper's Magazine, =oneeeenlinnmema Husbandly Self-Sacrifiee. ROOT was discussing m p= Golumtoal New York the recent Constitu- tlonal Convention, “But there was one group,” he said—"happily it saw reason later on ~but one group there was which had about as true an idea of self-sacrifice as Smith, “Smith's wife said to bim ene evening anxiously: ‘I Know, Joln, dear, this high cost of living is terrible, but do you really think we can get along without « | servar fs 1 have to,’ Smith answered ‘unless 1 get a raise, Why, it, If the worst comes to the worst, you can do the cooking your- self, and I can get my meals at @ Pres, “Row I know I was right and thet restaurant,’—Detrolt ree v4