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TUESDAY,,OCTOREn an. tub banner hfrat.d. atitens, r.EonuiA PAGE SIX SALESMAN ADVENTURES OF TkCe TWINS By Olive Roberts Barton IntjoSong Goodby, Concheta > rfo 1 J ' AM, X.GNOR, fO**<5'V£. «M£ . 2CC_ I DOC I WOniK SO TO OCT IS 1 £MOTy' — SAY' YOU OuGMT TO B€ ‘ASHAMCD OP YOOIJ^ClP? CugCU*g«2»NCj AIN’T RICMT" Concheta? I SOSP£CT£1 (AS MUCH? / rce me,” he nodded. • always does. He’s after food and Ht'i not his eye on Poke-Nose Pickerel. Itingtnil's very fond of fish. (To Be Continued) but ws rswadj; #vru.j>osr#.-i a VO UGhff CIKLS OF MOSCOW MOURN GOOD or.l) DAYS OF JAZZ MOSCOW. EMPTY! Bur WHCftt I* THt five. TnOulAm^ DoliARS I.POT INTO IT Poll THE BABY? Doitt YOo know Boholabs bhoulp be pvtJ WELL, IF DORA SAYS So I'LL. FORdve. YOU THIS ONC£-. HCRtL'S VOciR FARE. BACK. HOMC. NoW^ PRONTO - f GO | y—-~»W2g ——... -A score or so of At the! charming Moscow giris, taught to ;one-step and fox-trot by the men' ; of tho American Relief Adminis- j tration during their stay in Rus sia, are waiting with longing ! hearts and Itching trtes for some one to come bdtk and dance real U. S. A. with them again. The A. R. A. personnel houses frcqueiftly gave dances, and the Russian gill employes learned to like jazz better than their own waltzes, onc-stcps and fox-trots. PONT Be HARD HEAR HP, WILLIAM. RettCHMK* SHt'S ONLY fK POOR, f WORKING GK>». Suddenly a thought popped Into Nick's head. It was a st^ry he had heard about n little boy, called Peter Pan. Who went to a place called Never-Never-Nevr Land, and met, a fairy who wasn't anything but •» i . JlPOt of light. “Are you Tinker-Bell, the fairy?"i he cried. “Are you Peter Pan’s : ' fairy?" ••No, not that, either,” came the voice. 'Til tell you who I a in. I’m called Will o’ the Wisp. I live In Male Land, but I never stay in the sann* place long. I move around from place to place In n boat and I always carry a lantern. I’m sort of j o night policeman because I see f that all the water folk are safe. Can | yon see r.ie now?” , Veiy slowly there appeared, to* the Twlrr* gntonished eyes, an odd I little man »n a queer little boat. “Most people cannot see me," he nodded, “but I was sure you could because you have magic along .But Y6u must never try to come any nearer to me than you are now or I will disappear I always, keep* n certain dlstas ;e away from mor tals. Another thing. Dry land Is not good for my health. I must live where there is water, and so I stay on ponds and swamps and mnrshei In my boat." 1 "You are different ’ from othet fairies," said Nancy. "We know Fv6r so many and none of them are Ilk* you." ‘ - Will *o the Wisp chuckled silent ly. ‘That’s the best compliment I've had since my reventh hun dredth birthday,” ho declared, “unc I’m a thousand years old. Falrle- all like to be different. If they were not they wouldn’t be fairies. Well, that’s enough about, 'me, kiddles. Who arc you. and whnt ars you do ing In Dixie Land?" The Twins told how they had come t> help the Dixie landers, by tho FUry Quten’s'Orders. ■ r "Ringtail the Coon came down this way and we followed him." FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS OUR BOARDING HOUSE By Ahern 1 dom-'t kmow OU,TSl»pa&Y0U STAND tjfjEjl^iUElL 1 I WVCUR'CUSr.Hwl L SAAB>j4BtYoU? J chser up bus — remember,-thbre’s ,' A BRAKE LlUIhlff 0*1 EVEtW FAST CLOUD L OR HoVlEVER THAT CRACK S0ES — MAV96 TU' OL' BO* 'S TAKMSO PART IN A SI/ 5AV , l Bike race ~-We*i St’D SAV TH’ PA*rrS , •S\ARE RUN ragged ! J How Smart DYASPCSEIAM, POP?mtW/A HUNK? r— WA1TLL POP HEAPS HOW SHABT t AM IN SCHOOL- SEE! HE'LL BE r ■j PROUD OP L. MS rvAY BUS - HAyc Veil 1® A*1V IDEA WHERE Tt’ V MAToR \NENT?-1 VJA6 SOlJklA SAV, IP VOU SEKlT A Bloodhound our . APTfeR *TH’ TROUSERS f rr might coke back I , wrm ITS BREATH IN J \ SHORT PA UTS f- f,p Wm-uoTso sooo/y |» .VMV n* is, vjhek) V TWERE'S AMV VJILD 1 SHOOT *16 AROUvlD ' THIS PLACE, r*A ALVJAVS TU’TARSET !. -1U' MATOR tumps i wv mew pants, / \ AH’ HE HASN'T J ^aCOme home virrH J The World Reads Our Want Ads! Folks who wish to .buy or sell things watch the Banner-Herald Want Ads. They’ve learned from experience where wise traders Advertise. Place your Want Ad to day. It will reach all classes of people, and is a sure means of . getting in touch with the onAs you seek. Banner-Herald Phone 75 vouiowuasjwch AS SPURTEAOIEe.DO VWONTBEUENE *'Y AE.BUT JM AS SMAltT ^AWVEAOKR-SWIJTR 1 shptsld'Jiae so n HERSELF—SHE SAID SHE COULOMT TEACH -i ASAlUTWlNfl VOO?WERE DO -i vx)6er THAr '^-7 'OEApJ •It isn’t strange at nil," declared \V1I O’ the Wisp. "That’s the way ' JACK DAW’S ADVENTURES CHAPTER 20 Story by Hal Cochran. Drawlnfa by Ua Wrtiht [HE HATOR HAS BEStl OUT ALL. HlCHTVlnH BUSTfeR'S UEVl KILTS OUT OUR WAY By Williams THE OLD HOME TOWN By Stanley Jack, “I think It !« terrible tor the king to .hoot all “Well," replied Jinco, “if you feel ao bad about it, e tune on tnl« magic flute.” And he handed Jack a flute. The little adventurer immediately atarted to play. those animals. jw ■*' long I HATE ’ \ GOSSIP [patent [bath • soul-: always YOU SAV NOAH IS A PURTT Good .SHOT?. GIT FEP- HOME 'BRUNO-j 7*J° ;* rtI< V 0>»‘ hoj>topped ploying. “That', all right, hn K „. \ou hare played just long enough. That flute make f ,,ack to l*fe." And sure enough, by this time, th beari uerc racing to get out of the gatca, (Continued.) Boiled—^they were returned