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LUFERTY
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to tile annul
Him the bej
baboon—" J
New York
B >tt I took 1
tst night,
t't! Honey, yJ
little dances I
n and Augu.
could take J
1 in Atlanta, b<
ung thing?.
1 affairs, andl
ich. the RqJ
“times for ball
charmeuse, til
when I bale,
allot creation
green chiffon l
and pearls an]
equate.
t that a tashioL
is a most inadJ
but how you|
•Ibing the bewi
alt under Qlorj
ng coat, 1 doL
Jt perished wh|
splendlferousnt(
■ at the ball.
Johnstone
f Hoosier he L
party. Of covitj
ind took a da;
trot, and we 1
ter he nor
soul, and If !
len perfectly
irella partner, .
ipeless wallflowj
lances and sig.
i, so it really ■
luite a bells, i
s were so elei
: he fairly
was a persons]
ttle scribbler \
. to anything ]
le turkey trot i
all the menaiteij
he Inventors
nces forgot
dancing is an«
ind rhythm:
oad meter—lots!
uch swing that|
■aoy. And a i
iffair you
te leader—who I
tem.—and jij
id to wriggle i
dictates you |
being glad
us when
But I was,
>ry decided to stj
cotillon, or wti
these Manbatt]
appy to hear 1
iat we were
could now pnocf
axi and ride hoJ
d felt such aeocl
sec! and unable f
1 to drop my he
shoulder and cry|
nly shoulder hani
—so I sat tip ve|
ny lips and srf
ter thoughts *1
you have I
/as lilac puttll
do a bunch I
I the delk
re me for i
roods into J
hen—oh,
jn how it I
but U did—|
his arms
gaged to Ml
[ don’t wantl
so ashamed!
>w what to |
ir loving
MADOS
TITK ATLANTA («hUK<i!A\ AM) Mi. NS Nil KiSDA Y. .\J J Kll, ‘Jl.
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ation or in*
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The Dingbat Family
Not Much Excitement in Still Life DV HorrilTl&ll
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Copyright, 101,1, Intel*national News Serri<-«
WHERE CAN PA
BE, I HAVE NT
) HIM AROUND
|(This MORINS
'Your Pa; w dear.is now
M An ART ■ SCHOOL WHERE. I __
rOA4MAA)D/NSCy COAXED H/M To Go
..U, AND /ME, MAfty; ARE PERSONS
OF DECIDED ARTISTIC CCZ: '
v ATTN /N ME A/TS, AND SO Ul/Ll
PA BE, PROM A/OUJ, ON-
But Poor Pa PAH 1 HAS NT l
A SPARK OP AM )AJ H/M)
l /HA /MAH ' HE'LL AltVEIU
l => PIASTER IT in Ar
hTHOUSAND YEARS
He's just got To master rp
“that's All, its The Mosr
t*EF/A//WG /NFluEA/CE /AjYHE
WORLD To A ROUSH AND __
UNCOUTH /MAAj /LIKE HIM, A#tT
s Just inhat he needs Tfc '
make Him our social
1 equals - J
( Doajt Look,
T^ATARY
DCAIY OAST
^LOCK !!!
/Look Mim'; we ha da)
/ UFE CLASS To-DAY ANtL
/ THIS IS AY FIRST PiOUReJ
entitled, A NIMPAT THE
V WATER-BUTT;- - S'6REAr]
\ Dope this ART; air./
'tocY To pay I Lock
1 UPON'THE SHADE
\0P MV GRENDS PA-PAH
AND NOW, I tM
\ALl A TilTPERS
LCGKIKXs UfOAJ Th£>
Ghost op y>uiL,
grandfather'
IS ENOUGH To
/make any oe
US a Sit ,
Tlittered
UP,
TWKSIPIDS NICE, I DlDAIT\
SAY (SHOEr — y
SAID HIS
SHADt
Ts Nor A Shade.
A Gtosr Fool KAT
is IT A»T **
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Remember one Things'ignatz /Mice*
My grfnds Pa Pahs Sum-shade y
WAS MCT A GHOST — J-
4a —
WRL MAY BE H/s
I100N-SHADE-
YVAS
Polly and Her Pals
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Sure, They're Tickle-Proof
Onpiri#|i, 1016, ImUrnatiouil 'Sewn S«rrioe.
By Cliff Sterrett
mv 5*tars \ f
6al, DONT
Op TM4Y!
tick-u^m Mt Eve,
it HURTf5!!
IP
You UlMSKlT a
lb PRoue
/T To You!'
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Dour LCT *T)MT Wowttyl
You m, Go Meadl r
OERMtD IT
1 DOUTI
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Busted.
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The Marvelous One Fools the Kid for Once
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By Tom McNamara
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R«*i«tere<l United SULw Pstnot Offio*
Wl
the
MARVELOUS
IEA61EBEAK
SPRUDER
PITCHES
60SH HANfc it, WHJ dcnT EASLEBeAk.
SHOW op? I WONDER. IS THAT KID r"
ST6P SISTER"^ '
OF HiS'N
(, OT HIM?
3
the starfish
GIANTS
lose
a(,To i?
tough luck!
HINKY OINKS
WIN AGAIN'-
LANDING Of THE CLUBS
!„ „ vu L P.C
IN INKY’S 4. 0 4000
JlANTS" 1 a Soo
southik" a a soo
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60SH, | AIN
search me if '■fou
think i is i
T GOT CHA BROTHER,/
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WHEy'S hV BI6 STEP BROTHER-^
( GET outer HERE^ '('00 A<NT,y
, 60T NO RIGHT/— U
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l^punkie i'
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Come awn, cal'- dE game, me chdcker
! IS IN PRETTY FAIR SHAPE. |. SNEAKED /KJ
THE OTHER.
1 WAY* I
1 GlUED ME
Aid step /
jsister. A- w
jSLI P'J
SKINNY SHANER'S
600t.LT DEPARIP3ENT
STATUESQUE
poses
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CtwM#i tr nfSlarujaifri/
WHAT "CMES TWICE /tJ
A P)0VEhT. OHCB IMA
M/Nure ei)T ajeuer/n
A THOUSAND YEARS?
-the letter, n
NOlU’YOU JllSf SEE IP WAT
AIN'T SO*.
flMti, tr-dy/UML;
FROM
A 1 8. C
6REAT MECK- U. S. A.
6UESS OJHEN) A AUTO
MOBILE AIN'T.
Better Than Sherlock
Holmes at His Best
CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES
A Detective Story of Thrilling
Interest, Love and Mystery
. By T W. HANSHAW.
| >P5 right by Doubleday, Page & Co.
TO-DAY’S installment.
( 13ood I.ud! Suspect me of murder—
I m urder?’’ exc:lair|ned the doctor in
|*ith hot indignatio'n it was a w-onder
‘ l ’* v °lce did not Wake the sick man
I® the room beyond. "I never heard
|*-J .hing so abominable, so mon-
I’trous. in all my life. You’ll do me
1 1,6 honor of letting me know, ph ase,
1 hat grounds Mr. Redway, or
I fadway, or whatever your infernal
pme ig
•''ames Cheek,, doctor—don’t both-
I 1 '■ head trying to rcniembe-.- the
one; I’ve no further use for it.
the name—Cleek: Special In-
I fiber
|*'lfek
A ?ent of Scotland Yard. Mind
* footstool, Doctor—you haven't
4 / r ?!flt; ses on. Pardon, your lady-
Oh, \ es; Cleek is correct—
^ 1 id was Hz fictitious as Red-
v ‘"' for th4 rest, you may take
ii*, * K t0 y° ur heart witl1
■ "nful, : 1 v There's no Nihi-
|p case aP: and what is
•Jr h<mi’s jife is not threat-
1
cned nor has it ever been. It's just a
plain little game of Paddy and the
pigs and Paddy got nine of them be
fore his inning ran out. Sit down,
Doctor—I want to tel you a nice lit
tle story about a bit of green chalk
and a gentleman of the Fenian per
suasion who learned how to dance on
nothing to a tune that was played by
Jack Ketch exactly 20 years ago.
“You will be too young to remem
ber the circumstances, of course, but
Lady Jennifer will, I am sure, readily
recall the execution of Michael Du
laney and Patrick Shawn, two Fenian
fanatics who objected to queens on
principle and set out to ma,n!fest that
objection by a cowardly and mur
derous attempt to blow up one of the
royal palaces of England in the dead
of the' night whilst she who was at
once queen, woman and mother was
sleeping in it. They did not accom
plish their objec.t, but they did suc
ceed In killing two men. two soldiers
on guard, and making fatherless nine
little children. Well, they paid for
| that act with their miserable lives.
A stern, just, inflexible judge and
twelve brave jurors tried and sen
tenced them to death and, facing
the spleen and venom of their kind—
for they represented merely a frac
tion, not Ireland itself—that judge
stood by his guns and did his duty
by his country, his queen and his
God. That was twenty years ago—
now mark what followed. The
vicious son of a vicious father, nurs
ings a rancor as bitter as It was
deep, as lasting as it was malicious,
set out to avenge that father's death
and to wipe out the grudge he enter
tained for all who had been instru
mental in bringing it about. Four
teen men had been the means of
bringing about that death—the Judge,
the crown prosecutor and twelve
jurymen—and he set out, this skulk
ing. cowardly, stab-in-the-back as
sassin. to secretly murder those men
one by one: and the better to do it,
he chose to make use of the medical
profession that he might crawl Into
their homes and sting like any other
snake. Nine lives have already paid
the forfeit; the tenth—that of Mr.
Herbert Bartwick-Spale, formerly
crown prosecutor and at present oc
cupying the top flat in this house——”
He was suffered to say no more.
Of a sudden a table, went over, a
brown leather bag struck him full in
the face and a flying figure shot past
him, bowled over Mr. Narkom and
bolted out of the door.
“’Ware wolf!" sang out Cleek;
then broke into a sudden laugh as
there rose a scramble and a cry and
the clash of locked bodies bumping
down the stairs. “Played, my lads,
played: Fetch him In and let's have
a look at the gentleman with his
wig and his sidewhiskrrB pulled off.”
Then there came another snarling
cry, another clatter of feet, a rush
and a roar across the landing and
into the room; and then, of a sud
den, there appeared upon the thres
hold the writhing and battling shape
of Flannigan close gripped by the
hands of the two plain-clothes men.
"Well, Paddy Shawn, you’ve driven
your pigs to a fine market to be
sure. ’ said Cleek. "And after only
thirty years of life! Doctor, how do
you like your good and careful as
sistant, whose only concern for your
welfare was that notiling Hhould in
terfere with your performance of
your duty*until he had used you to
the utmost and had finished his mur
derous work. Take him away, my
lads—he'll get what's coming to him
at the proper time. That's all—cut
along!”
Just Before You Came.
„ “When did I first suspect the truth,
your ladyship? Well, 1 think I got
the first inkling of it just before you
came. You will remember, Mr. Nark
om, that it was the fact of the chalk
being green which impressed me—
green is so essentially Irish that one’s
first thoughts fly to the Emerald Isle
immediately it is put in evidence.
Then when i put that fact In connec
tion with the figures and began to
work those out. and afterward linked
both with the name of Sir Gorrelj
James and the ages of the man who
had been killed—oh, well, it began
to take shape at once, of course. You
see, there was the 'green' which stood
for Ireland, and the figures which
stood for Henianism. and—what’s
that? How did I come to the con
clusion that they roally did do that?
My dear Mr. Narkom, you certainly
observed how’ I got hold of that par
ticular clue? You remember I first
tried the days of the week and then
the letters of the alphabet and finally
the months of the year. Surely, w hen
I ticked off January, February. March
you must have gained a hint at least?
Why? Well, because if the 3 stood
for the third month and the third
month is March, the 17 needs no
working out at all If it’s an affair
that has to do with Irish matters; for
the 17th of March is St. Patrick’s
Day. So. when I had these clews to
start on and added to them, first, what
I knew' regarding Sir Oorrell James;
then the ages of the several men
killed, and nnally the significant fact
that the gentleman who lives in the
top fiat at this house is he who was
the Crown Prosecutor at the time of
the great Dulaney-Phawn trial, why
shouldn't I begin to see light? Still,
1 never was quite certain upon that
j oint until I sent Dollops to look up
the records of that trial and to bring
me a list of the names of the jury
men and also the name of the buy’(the
son of one or the other of the tw r o
prisoners; I couldn’t quite remember
w'hich) who was held up in court by
his mother at the time of the convic
tion and told to ‘Look at the faces of
them that’s callin’ a martyr a mur
derer. and never ye rest till you’ve
put the lie’s m&rk on every livin’
son of them.’
To Be Continued To-morrow.
This Applies to Cats.
T is a fact that a lion's or a tigor's
whiskers once taken off will never
grow again. These animals shed their
hair ordinjyily once a year, all except
the whiskers. The shedding depends
entirely upon the climate, and there
is a peculiar thing connected with It.
Men who have taken wild animals
from Asia and Africa to Europe sav
that they never knew a'lion or a tiger
or any animal of the cat specie to go I
through the Red.Sea withuu 1 changing 1
coat. They will shed at Suaklm and 1
come out with hair fresh and ghmsv as
silk, and yet, going through the Red 1
Hea they will shell again. No one has
been able to account for it, hut it is L
a fact, nevertheless. 1
The Kind Lady
By Leo
COME
UP HERE 1
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I JUST
WANTED T'TELl)
you I WON'T
NEED ANY
COAL THIS
Saturday!,
T'i
J
SHE HAS CHANGED
HER HIND, SHE
WANTS SOME
, COAL T'DAT
we woN'n
NEED ANY
NEXT
SATURDAY
EITHER'
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