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By Herriman
If That Goose Had Honked!
Intrrriattima! N»wi 8*rnce
Poor Pa Pah'
He's Tired
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MARY
HUH , -ROME- 1
LIKELY l«LS
JINGLKO,-
F IRST ihe telephone rang. # Then
the buzzer buzzed. Then »
voice from the inner office
called sharply for the little stenog
rapher.
“You can all wait until I’m 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 an«J
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 th*
bookkeeper when she returned. “I get
so exasperated sometimes that I al
most explode! These men make m#
awfully fired! 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, anl<
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 hi9 who enter
tained him on his trip! And in each
one he excused himself for using a
stenographer on the ground that he
was so pressed for time! Pressed for
time! Why, he doesn’j know how to
till in the hours.
He Was Lazy.
“Do you know what Mr. Brown was
so urgent about? He’s been calling
out here for ten minutes, while 1 was
engaged, and I thought It couldn't be
anything less- than drawing up a con
tract! But there ho sat, looking over
his last month’s personal account, and
ho was too lazy to think for himself'
He wanted me to stang there beside
him and go through the things wrn
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
nis!
“This morning Mr. Gray came
strolling in an hour after things had
begun, and lie 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, r.nd
though I purposely let him know how
much werk I had piled up. he gave me
half a dozen phone numbers to call
for him! And he sat there looking-
out of the window while I got his
numbers on the telephone! Oh, it
I'd like to express
HAlWK
KAUWK i
Aiva/k,
'FRESH
f|SH
Sure "Think, T>'Good/aik Too
si Get it For. , ■*—
AKJThiWYC. . r y
XINK F/VVT
This Brick: ’ll Pori—
him ov The blink
> INK IM USIWK IGmATZ ' I
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AnO IS IT I
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USING
" KftFfcY *
By Cliff Sterrett
An Engagement Ring Isn’t an Engagement
CtowTighi, IttlZ, International 1 lew* S*rrir«.
i'MEAKl
t'thimk of The mi me
AW iAA'i ScRIF/CED "To
t'teee me
YfcR EWM6ED to
That lie' Sawed of?
HAMMERED DovjOM
shipper.-Swapper.!
’•y'dowy' Suppojf
i',t> M4RPV
~n- iA Poor Boos
!Do Vbu \
WhatTA i'CALL
"TMAT, 4
EWfrAjfMfWT
RIW6?
|M 601JUA BREAK THE.
tM6A6EMEN/T ToMORPovK/!
I Just wawma tlaSh this
—~\ riM6 At t he ALusWAe,
, oamce. To-ki6ht r—
' j “ThaTJ" All • |
i nrr m<-\ a
|THOUSAND, IE
S'ToHG;
hank!
6m You A TOuCATioM
AM' Ver parlorTRiCK$
An' y'6c am' Pick a r
-^iZilON LIKE- v,
it's' worth
a M/CKEL 1
6oodiAfTer-a/oom]
DArlimk,
MlMfe !
THE
MERtyE
OF
THAT
SweiMP!
: makes me so angry
myself from a public platform on the
| wrongs of busy stenographers!”
The bookkeeper listened sympathet
ically. "I must own.” he .said, “that
j they’re an inconsiderate bunch!”
fiiy Tom McNamara
You Can See Now Why There Was No Game Yesterday
Re>- sterert T'nital States Patent Office
‘inconsiderate!” cried the little
stenographer. ‘ They do it on purpose.
They’ve got it into their thick heads
that they’re business men, and they
can't be bothered with detail and the
little things. They’re such big men!
Their time is awfully valuable and
mustn’t be wasted!
“Do you know what J’m going to do
i some time? I’m going to accept a
! proposal df marriage. That’ll make
i me free to do as I please. Then I'm
[coming down to the office the same
I as usual. When the buzzer buzzes
I’ll go in, and I'll take the business
| letters, blit when a personal letter
I comes I'll simply say, I’m busy to-
| day.’ Then, when they ask me to
get some phono numbers. I’ll say.
! I see von 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 letter
to stand at his side while he leans
back in his swivel chair, so that I
may help him add up figures and
H£*£ COMES £Acw6B6AK
This HERE kid step sister OF MINE CANT STOP me neither cause im
60T THE GOODS ON she. IF HER TELUS MAT 0 TELL PA ~
ME ARM'S IN PRETTY FAIR. SHAPE SO I GUESS \ | , BY GOLLY SHAKE
i'll get back on the job. ty coee quitted/ im r~'
fooo ^* s '.
). e^LEBEAKS
,' ‘Kitoi/J _
SKINNY SHANER/S
6ooai department
SHANBR'S
EASY
DRAWING
UESSCNS
NO. 10
,et back on the job. ty coee quitted
holDin’ out so 1 r z, .. \ <
MIGHT AS • CfK \ < S\
well do that T 1 cr
There liTTle/^ teur? *, \ l —
Tuiwr. T/vM % .* 1 )
IM ON THE HOOK FROM ME " ToFDBOViE
lesson ILL tell pa To Tell MA she
LET HER DOLL SLEEP IN THE r—~T;
SUGAR. BARREL LAST NIGHT! \ (
DUMP OlJ A
pi ckle
SES HIM ?
CunAJdiV'i
whea) is a Mo? hole
NOT UJHOLS ? - VOHEN
TR£ KNOT IS.(see’if a,
KNOT IS WHOLE THERE A/NT
NO Knot hole-that's so is
IT NOT: - AW 6 A WAN
YOU'RE GETTIN me '
a MIKED UP Too!. ,
Come alnn, Gimme a glome ill ujarm up and
CHUCK A" SHUT OUTER.'. *) :
lr YOU Tell Pa To till mA THAT I LET Di
SLEEP IN THE SUGAR BARREL ILL TELL
MA to Tell pa that you is bearin'
HIS SUNDAY "SUPENDERS BESIDES ^
PLAYIN’ HOOKEY FROM YOURTOMBONE" /
LESSON THAT'S TWICE AS BAD AS WHAT s
ME DONE! y-\ ^ &
IF YOU CO S’.IChT"
HOME AND ATT BUSY
WITH YOUtlL'lrotOBONE
I UJCNTBAf r r
NOPFIN'!
liar
ARROW POINTS To A
BUMP ON THIS HERE
WED-in-THE WOOL
FAN'S BEAN- WHEN HE
HEARD THAT His idol
lUAS BACK ON THE Job
HE GOT SO EXCITED h£
fell. OUT OF WiS SEAT
iN THE 6.EACHSK.S AnO
lanosb op sice
Tcnjui wasn r <r -
FROM °
L. LIN 66 U
CiTY
BEHIND TIME ?
6US5S youLl HAVE To
luAir Till To-MOERoQ
TO FIND OUT-
By J. Swinnerton
Mr. Jack Hears
a Voice Ife Ife
C’i>iifihi, l!* 13, International Nows Service.
IS MY UNClX
IN ?"
JUDGING FROM . ]
HER VOICE.SHES
. A PEACH ! ■ J
BiLlLLO NEPHEXV
JUMP IN AnO
HELP AMUSE
Time nosr .
"Yes him
i PRESENT
\ To home
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/ tmGNYO
L ENYER"
A VOKANS VOICE
AND Coming Out
Or Mt 3ATCHELOR
UNCLES PLAT ’
Vi HD’ D A "THOUGHT
IT OP K9M r .
ILL INVESTIGATE! *
The Bitter Bit.
The workhouse inmates were Just
about to sit down, when two men came
alons one of the corridors rarrj-lne a
steaming caldron between them
'•Aha! 1 cried the official, wim had
been lyinsr in wait for them. “Put that
kettle down and fetch me a spoon!"
One of the men brought a spoon and
at the same time tried to sav some
thing. but was peremptorily told to hold
his tongue.
“D'yer call that soup?" at length
spluttered the official, as he swallowed
a heaped-up spoonful of the steaming