The evening world. Newspaper, June 29, 1916, Page 20

LL O_O a © Home The Office | Force By Bide Dudley 4 Corry 98 os gone a ge papere” omit @ “are, a0 he put his pen batind hie oar “that somebody put a hen in the par at poet mail and he init an layer caw Mine ri the bows “What kind of @ hen Poppin?” abe aaket "Gama, 1 think, replies “Mort of a ahell an aahed 1 4 paper exit, a, waan't itt announced rapher. “Don't you wee @ Mell and the hen wae of the game variet,? [4 have onlied her a strange bird, thoueh.” “Strange — why?” Primm. “Hecause she was a mall hen, as it were.” asked = Mian “Wrong!” aang out Hobie, “Hens age roortare only at night.” “That's terribly cheap bumor,” mapped Miss Primm. “1'd call it fowl humor,” said Pop. | “Tian everybody here gone orasy?” replied Mins Primm. “I'm going to| find another place to work If you peo- | ple don't stop being ao silly.” “Ob, say,” came from Spooner, the bookkeeper, “let's change the eubject and try to be pleasant I see the army ts needing officers.” “Yos," said Bobbie, calmly, “but In @ few weeks the corn country out Went will furnish plenty of kernels.” “Bobbie,” said Miss Primm, firmly, “I have tn my pocketbook a ticket to the baseball game that I intended to ive you. Now, however, I shall give it to Ike, the janitor. If you only knew it, those ailly jokes of yours make you very unpopular around bere.” Bobbie looked serious and was quiet. Popple grinned. “Now Bobbie can't see Tris Cobb hit ‘em out,” he eaid. “Ty Cobb, you mean,” grunted the boy. Then he smiled again. “All right,” be said, “I seen him yester- day. Say, he's some player. I almost yelled my off when he caught that ship ho third inning.’ “Bhip?” id Miss Primm. “What @e you mean?” “Liner.” “It I were Bobbie's mother,” said the Privete secretary fiercely, “I'd get a “tub and beat"— ‘Phe appearance of Mr. Snooks, the Does, cut her declaration short. “Good morning, folks!" said the bees pleasantly. Evorybody smiled but Bobbie. “I was thinkin’ I'l ike to go to the ball game to-day,” sald Bobbie, “but I don't s'pose I can get away.” “Bure you can!" ca from the res. Then he turned to Miss Primm. “T understand your cousin didn't reach town, Miss Primm," he said, iste you won't need that baseball r et, Give It to Bobble, please, and | "i get you another when your oousin oomes,.” Mias Primm handed over the ticket with a smile, “1 was going to give It fo Uobbie, anyway,” she said, The boss went into his private oMce and closed the door, There was ailence a moment and then Bobbie ould hold in no longer, “BO nice of you, my dear Miss Benum!" he said. “You go straight up, will you?" @napped the private secretary, And the morning discussion was over, n~—/-<_<“»“»w»weewrPw7°CyrwmrwFEPEOREO™O*O™}TONIO——O— oO EPEOo>”nr_ =_”m_ Oe” j WHAT TOMMY SAW ON THE FARM With @ pencil line cemnect the dots In numerical order. ye 24 2e 2f¢ 20 & &s 38 b P 4 e¢g # ~~ 48 47 058 “What's wrong, kid?” | $ asked Mr. Bnooks. + solving this puzzle more dimecult. and Comic Page “'S'’MATTER POP?” And There Migh —————______—_—7 = 7 : ‘ MHAT WOULD You | | WAATS THe f. 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Dib vieves |} June 29, 1916 By Moving Picture Ge L ra~® ’ : 1 Det. dt Bs g m~O G a a) ) ——— a ‘ a THERE ‘Your “TAILOR BIL’ fur ) AY VANTA GET VON i CRACK AT A MEXICAN: AY VILL MAZE HIM NLOoK LiKE VUN {0 SEIVE ADDED LETTER PUZZLES i Copyright, 1016, by The Prem Pubilshing Co, (The New York Evening World), ¢ y YoU! No. 5. HE eleven letters in the squares above have been arranged to conceal a word of ten letters. An extra letter which t# not in the original word has been added to make Using the blank squares in the top row, see if you can print the hidden word, A little hint to help you: The word begins with the letter t ‘The word in Thursday's puzzle was| “DEPARTMENT,” the added letter being an “a.” By Ferd G. Long Hl By Arthur Baer. LOOKING .OVER THE BRIDES WEDDING GIFTS, [MeS-MY RICH UNCLE SENT ME THAT CUT GLASS PUNCH BOWL - IT'S IMPORTED YOU KNOW ALL THE WAY FROM Lemme Gow an EXEFUL OF “THAT PAPER Win Yu! Tuesday's picture was a BUTTERFLY. 4 "| aan . . i Copyetght, 1916, Preme Publishing Co. (N. ¥, Evening World) H GOOD STORIES OF THE DAY. i i i neighbor sald: * ge @ 4 Like Mexico. | ‘Oh. dear, have the Browns had © & SENATOR was talking about]. ig quarrel?! Eo é Mazino, fees | “'Noe answered another neighbor. wilt there ever | © peace) ut they've patched up the old one there again?" ho sald, “I'm afraid |i it's gs gond as news Washing- not—unless we make peace there with |ton ‘Times. a couple of army corps, Mexico, in —— fact, reminds me of the Browns. “The Browns were always on the outs, High words were heard com- ing from their flat one day, and a Cuts Washday in Half Do your washing in half Valuable Possessions. LIZABETH and Sarah were two EF little girls who made acquaint- ance at school. One day they were playing together and began boasting of thelr possessions. “We keep four servants,” sald Elizabeth proudly, “and have got two automobiles and a great big house. 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ONLY MINE IS A TRIFLE LIFE’S LITTLE “oor FS” [Fue HADNT BORROWED HIS DRESS By Bud Counthan