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X I I \ 1 l I TTTE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. TUESDAY, MAY f>. 1f)1 The Dingbat Family By Herriman If I hat Goose Had Honked! 'opjnfht, 11H8, International ?4#rne« fPooR Pafah\ l he's Tired 1 WELL WAS i Ritrtrr MARV MUH , MORE. LIKELY HE'S JINGLED -*• 9Scf OMMlftOS Tfity; HAWMK -ryrscV *2. KAlLWK 1 Aknk ’ tpresh TI5H ( Sure'7TiiwK / S'tSo \l GET it Foa. AkTHlWC ,J~~ This Brick 'll PurL— HIM ov 'THE BtlA/K > INK IM 061VK IGMCTZ' l White ink what me wnitwk' t fegiis lb /US r ' V nK6 15 VT INK or. Pencil* You Rt . US INS f ■ KRAZV * j By Cliff Sterrett An Engagement Ring Isn't an Engagement Oojrright 1911, Inioroertonal N**w» A«Ho« ‘T'-th/wk of The mv me AH' MA'6 $4CRI E/CEO 'Tt> (SiL/E v&l/ A EouCAT'ioM 4M' ViER RARLoRTftiCKS Au' V’6c 4W' PICK A s - .LEHfOM LIME. 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TELLS MA TO TELL PA - Y s SON 6 ’ qqQ® - EA6LEB6AK5 v ^'VAm „ skinny SHAKER'S 6006LY DEPARTMENT shaner's EASY DRAWING LESSONS NO. 10 IM ON THE HOOK FROM ME'ToMBOVlE LESSON ILL TELL PA To TBll MA SHE LET HER DOLL SLEEP/N THE p—TT LAST All GHT1 \ ( 50 GAR. BARRS BUMP OH A PI CKLS ■*£6 HIM ? wuea) is a kNor hole NOf UIHOLE ? - VOHEN TR£ KNOT 15 ./see’if A, KNOT is WHOLE THEKS AISlT NO KNOT HOLE-THAT'S SO IS IT NOT 2 - Aw 6 A WAN YOU'RE GETTlN 1 MS ||| MOLED UP Tool^ J, !§- U&WLGM. frr'L '■■M tth- ciaiy ■£* from 0 L.lingel v city *^tAN/Hi j ^ ip yod Tell pa Yo t^ll ma That, i let dolus \ come awn, gimme a glome i'll warm dp and CHUCK A" SHUT OUTER.' J : IF ^(0U GO RiShT” HOME AND GET BUSY WITH YOU X'TOM BONE l WON'T SAY n NOFFlN ! f— 1 SLEEP IN THE SLSAR BARREL, ILL TELL MA TO TELL PA THAT YOU IS wearin’ HIS SUNDAY "SPENDERS'BESIDES ^ PLAYIN' HOOKEY FROM YOUR.' TOM BONE' J, lSSSOM THAT'S TWiCE AS BAD AS WHAT ^ ME DONE*. 7 T ^ ARROW PO'nTS to a BUMP ON THIS HERE CYSD- IN- THE WOOL FAN'S BEAN- WHEN HE HEARD THAT HiS IDOL WAS BACK ON THE JOB HE 60T SO EXCITED HE Fell out op his seat ■ NTHB 8.SACHER.S AND pp SIDE DOWN. TOlKM. WAbN'T <r- WHAT If ALWAYS BEHIND ? Guess youll hane To wait till To-morrow td find ol>T- By J. Swinnerton a Voice Copyright, 1913, International New* Serrica. You MIGHT PUT A LITTLE POISON IN IT Too!" IS MT uncle IN ? * JUDGING FRDM , HER. VOICE.SHES . A PEACH' ' 'HULLO. NEPHEW jump in And HEEP AMUSE .THE KIDS* > A ROMANS VOICE! AND COVUNG OUT OP Tlv BATCHELOR. uncles flat ’ WHOD ^THOUGHT IT OP HIM? . I LL INVESTIGATE * ____________________ Inconsiderate Men F IRST the telephone rang;. Then the buzzer buzzed. Then a voice from the Inner office called sharply for the little stenog rapher. * "You can all wait until Pro good and ready,” announced the little stenog rapher, decidedly, to the world In gen eral. After this declaration of Independ ence she hastily answered the phone, then grabbed book and pencil and hurried Into the Inner office, pausing an Instant on the way to let the own er of the Impatient voice know that she was engaged. "I tell you,” she remarked to the bookkeeper when she returned, “I get so exasperated sometimes that I al most explode! These men make .tip awfully tired! Here I’ve been work ing all the years that they’ve been having a good time getting educate 1. Then they come into the office, and. after selecting the lightest window and the most comfortable chair, they think they’re busy! “Here I am—with my desk piled high with real work! And what do you suppose that young Mr. Babcock wanted? He calmly asked me to take a few letters—personal thank you letters—to friends of his who enter tained him on his trip! And In. eash one he excused himself for using a stenographer on the ground that he was so pressed for time! Pressed for time! Why, he doesn’t know how to fill in the hours. He Was Lazy. “Do you know what Mr. Brown wai so urgent about? He's been calling out here for ten minutes, while I was engaged, and I thought it couldn't be anything less than drawing up a con tract! But there he sat, looking over his last month’s personal account, and he was too lazy to think for himself! He wanted me to stand there beside him and go through the things with him—because, as he said, two heads are better than one! What he might have said, If he’d been strictly truth ful, is that my head is better than his! "This morning Mr. Gray came strolling in an hour after things had begun, and he sat down and read a newspaper and smoked a cigar before he went through his mail. Then he called me in to take his letters, and, though I purposely let him know how much work I had piled up, he gave me half a dozen phone numbers to call for him! And he sat there looking j out of the window while I got his numbers on the telephone! Oh, It j makes me so angry I'd like to express j myself from a public platform on th« j wrongs of busy stenographers!” The bookkeeper.listened sympathet- 5 ically. ”1 must own,” he said, “that they're an inconsiderate bunch!” “Inconsiderate!” cried the little stenographer. "They do it on purpose They’ve got E LSSe *fieir thick !H da that they're knsine®* men, and 1 tey can’t be bothered wit.i detail and 'he little things. They’re such big men! Their time is awfully valuable and mustn’t be wasted! “Do you know what I’m going to do some time? I’m going to accept a proposal of marriage. That’ll make me free to do as I please. Then I’m coming down to the office the same as usual. When the buzzer buzzes I’ll go In, and I’ll take the business i letters, but when a personal letter j comes I’ll simply say, ‘I’m busy to day.’ Then, when they ask me to get some phone numbers, I’ll say, ‘I see you aren’t at all busy; would you mind getting those numbers yourself? I’ve a great deal of work to do!’ Then I’ll walk out to my desk! “When Mr. Brown calls me away in the midst of an important lettes to stand at his side while he leans back in his swivel chair, so that I may help him add up figures and straightea out accounts, I’ll say, ’Mr, Brown, I’m very busy to-day, and 1< ! you've nothing of importance to say j you'll have to excuse me!’ “Oh, but won’t they be surprised! The'only trouble is that I’ve been » slave for so long that I’m afraid 1 won’t have the courage to break uy traditions and precedents.” The Other Bide. “Then,” said the bookkeeper, mu. singly, "you’ll put on your hat and go home, and the man who proposed to you, so you could be free from ibis dally grind, will say: 1 wani dinner early to-night,’ and you’ll hur ry to get it. Between times you'll bs mending and darning and dusting, to make him comfortable; and he'll call you, and you’ll come running to hear what he's got to say. And you’ll go on training him to expect that sort of service, so when he goes to his office he’ll be just like the rest of the men!” The little stenographer listened fascinated. “Why, that’s so!” she ex claimed. She paused and thought it over. “But I guess I’ll try it any way, ' she announced, "because i'll dare to say, ’I won’t for he can't fire me!" ii v nuiiuiuuoc inineties wore about lo sit down, when two men along one of the corridors carry! steaming caldron between them "Aha!” cried the official, who been lying in wait for them. “Put kettle down and fetch me a spoor One of the men brought a spoor at the same time tried to say ■ thing, but was peremptorily told to his tongue. "D’yer call that soup?” at li spluttered the official, as he swall a heaped-up spoonful of the -tea mess "It's more like dirtv water' "But that's just wot. it is, sir' swered the second man, timidlv ' have been scrubbin' down the table