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The Dingbat Family
Not Much Excitement in Still Life Bv HfirniTl TF1
fopfTight, 191.1. International New ^ ^e vue
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; him AROUND AU- i
1 pfms MORNING,
JYoor Pa, MY DEAR, IS flow
/A1 AN ART SCHOOL, WHERE. | .
CowmanD/Nscy coaxed him To go
You, AND ME, MARy; ARE PERSONS
op decided Artistic ci~—r
k Attainments, and so uiiluJ
PA BE , PROM AOW.ONO
f But Poor Pa PAH ‘ HAS AIT l,
A SPARK OP ART /AJ Him
l MA mam; he'll NEVER;'
P -MASTER IT in Ac-
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He's JusTGarfo /master if\
'THAT'S All its The 4tosrr
^EF/N/NG INFLUENCE /N THE ,
world To A Rough AnD -_
UNCOUTH man like H/M. A»d)
its Just ujhat he needs Toj
MAKE HIM OUR. SOCIAL!
EQUALS
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t=>mary
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/life class • To day aa/m
This is My first Picture I
\ EWTiTi-ED, A N/MP AT THE C
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May be Not, my own;
but its Highly,
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\ op My GREWD5 PA PAH
AMD N«w I EM
ALL ATLITrERS
Look/ajg, upon Yh£>
Ghost of Vtouit,
GRAND ’FATHER,
IS ENOUGH To
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IS NOT A SHADE A—
A GHOST Fax. ICAT/J
IS IT AJOT **'
Remember o-.e Thwgs"I6nat2 Mice'
My grends Pa Pam’s Sun-shade y
A ghost
& —
WELc may Be his
Meow-SHADE-.
WAS
Polly and Her Pals
Sure, They*re Tickle-Proof
Copyright, 1913, International New* Service.
By Cliff Sterrett
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The Marvelous One Fools the Kid for Once
Ragiateporl United Statea Patent Office
By Tom McNamara
The
MARVE: LOOS
EA6LE BEAK
5PRUDER
PITCHES
8 or
the starfish
Giants
COSE
a^To a?
Tough lock!
HINKY OINKS
WIN AGAIN!
SANDING OF THE CLUBi
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HINK^ if 0 .1000
'‘GANTS" 1 1 -Soo
SOUTKlES 1 a SCO
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GAVTs" PLAT "OLEas'
, 60ew MANfc tT, UOHT DON'T EA6LEBEAf
ISHOIX) OP? I yjowDER IS THAT KID
i STEP SISTER <^3
, OF HlS'N
| Got him?
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MET SCRIMP, I CANT HOLD TV
YJATS me H LONGER, THE VS
ffCT c7 SOMEBODY BANWN’ ON
IT VWITH ROCKS!
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I SEARCH me IF TOD *- J
S MV BIG STE? BROTHER.T
c Get OUTER HERE, TOD AINT
| ; 6CT NO RIGHT- —
'/ IN HERE'. —
lYime" a\un ; call de Game, me chocker
IS IN PRETTY FAIR shape. I SNEAKED IKI
THE OTHER
WAY- |
GiCED ME
KID STEP
sister,
slip!
SKINNY SHANER'S
GOOGIY DEPARTMENT
statdesqdl-
poses
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WHAT‘cones TWICE /lV
A nonetiT. 3HCE /A) A
M/NDFE gt)T AJEUER/V
A THOUSAND YEARlj ■
-THE LETTER M
\!00> YOU JUsT SEE IF THAT
AIN'T SO!
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60ESS WHEW A AUTO
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Better Than Sherlock ,
Holmes at His Best
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rT'q A Detective Story of Thrilling
[T/vCy Interest. Love and Mystery
By T. W. HANSHAW.
''pyrirht «>y Doubleday, Pago &. Co.
TO-DAY’S IX ST A L LM E N T.
Uw^d Lud! Suspect me of murder—
murder?” exclaimed the doctor in
i hot indignation it was a wonder
Ms V‘.i ct . not wake t^e sick man
} 1 1 Trtrm beyond. “1 never hep.rt*.
Ui V thing so abominable, so mon-
y r " u s. in all my life. You’ll do me
1 H honor of letting me know, please,
u i 1 n what grounds Mr. Red way, or
Hfu-rvay, or whatever your infernal
name is
-■Name’s Cleek, doctor—don’t both-
v ur head trying to remember the
°^ ner ^*ne; I've no further use for it.
l '• > the name—PleeV;; Special In-
1uir - Agent of Scotland Yard. Mind
footstool, Doctor—you haven’t
our glasses on. Pardon, your lady-
nh yep. Cleek is correct—
^ a and was as fictitious as Red-
A for the rest, you may take
grir 1 ba K to your heart with
’ ' t confidence. There's no Xihi-
‘ Vi in the case it al’: and wliat is
1 your son's life is not threat
ened 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 gfeen 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
Dady 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 manifest 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 object, 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.
1A 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 judg*
stood by his guoa and did his duty
by his country, his queen and his
God. That was fwnnty years a^o—
now’ mark what followed. The
vicious son of a vicious father, nurs
ing a rancor as bitter as it w r as
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-ln-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
I >r.ake. N'ine lives have alread: paid
the forfeit; the tenth—(lint <c Mv.
I Herbert LS&rtiVirk'^pale, 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 fa/’e and a flying figure shot past
him. bowled ever 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 wdth his
wig and his sidewhiskers 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 Hhawn, you've driven
(your pigs to a fine market to be
| sure,’' raid Cle«*k. “Ntid ; ter only
it!'..; lilt*! 1 >• i, uuk uw
you like your good and careful as
sistant, whose only concern for your
welfare was that nothing shpuld in
terfere with your performance of
your duty until he had used you to
the utmost and had finished his mur
derous worn. 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 1 first suspect the truth,
your ladyship? Well, I think *1 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 1 put that fact in connec
tion with the figures and began to
work those out, and afterward linked
both with th<> name of Sir Gorreli
James and the ages of the man w!
hid been killed—oh, well, It began
to take shape at once, of course. You
sue, there was Uu; 'green* which ood
l«ji Ireland, and the figure*-- whh h
stood for Fenianlsm, and—what’s
that? How dick I come to the con
clusion that they really 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, when
I ticked oft' 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 matiers; 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 know regarding Sir Gorreli James;
then the ages of th<» several men
killed, and finally the significant fact
that the gentleman who lives in the
top flat at this house is he who was
the Crown Prosecutor at the time of
tlie great Dulaney-Shawn trial, why
shouldn’t I begin to see light? Stik.
! never was quite curtain upon tha
point 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 boy (the
son of one* or the other of the two
prisoners; I couldn’t quite remember
which) 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 mark on every livin'
son of them.’
To Be Continued To-morrow.
The Kind Lady
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WANTED '
YOU I W£>N
NEED ANY ,
COAL THIS /
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fSHE HAS CHANGED
HER MIND, SHE
WANTS SOME
COAL T'DAY 1
This Applies to Cats.
T # is a fart that a lion's or a tiger’s
whiskers once taken off will never
grow again. These animals shed their
hair ordinarily 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 say
that they never knew a lion or a tiger
or any animal of f he cat species to go
ihrough the Re<’#Sea without changing
cat. They wilt shed at Suukim aid
uomo out with hair fresh and gh»ss;« ;:. J
Ulk, and yet. going through tha *lbd
S»*n. they will sited again. No one h;>s
been able to account for II. but it is
a fact, nevertheless *
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