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TTTE ATLANTA CKOTCCTAX AND NEWS. TUESDAY, MAY 20. 191
By Herriman
The Dingbat
You Never See a Red-Haired Swami
CupgrifM* 1913, lgUroaUtfMd N*w» b*rrlc«
wessei. op wrath
Three. Day^
CATER, -
WHEW THfc'V.O* to' 5 OF A
T CP V. '& OF PT "V OF V.'
had Gathered enough
Nerve.' To Return to
The Nome-Plate/.
YOU, AMD WE. K/U«U TWSt
This S\6Aj is on The.
level , BuT You Cant
Blaaif. him for havwo
Ni-s Doubts, /vow gal/Va
'A^Yohere is thf
-jviy husband nipo. Dmi&sat
GoE'fe HE AICT KNCItl ThAT I
^IHJAMI MOH-LA SIS - KHAN PI
HERE V
AH uisu,, T'weae Be'
He Did, He is a
‘■SFodt of Aak»eft /
And Efew N
"FOUNTAIN 9P-J
''-v, inanity
That s Pegg/mg Him \
MOH - ON- I AdEA*
5INAM-EYE. / ■"
' SPEAK I NOT VUITM \Jtk\TV\
When I SAY As HOUJ HE,(_
16 A Geyser, ftp Passion
A ' wou-ANO of r —
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/OH /VOeu. Su/Am-eye. T
'I/uhen he heard. That Thee
W/Vb COAlING HE T4EW INTO/
A mighty rage and has r
\ ERE How BeATETH it To J
l A VIC/NAGE, UNKNOWN/
V. To Me -CCr~~-^
k 3°)Yea-veabohc
Ain it The--)
Truth - /
A Humorous Story, Complete.
((TT seems a curious perversity of
j fate," said the youth? married
woman, ''that T should have a
husband who really has a high regard
for elother, when so many women
complain that they can not enlist
their husbands' attention or check
books in that noble cause.
'"When Aharles said yesterday morn
ing, My dear, you-will attend to or
dering your spring hatR before long,
will you not?’ I knew It was useless
to put olT the matter any longer. So
1 promised him that I would get
something that very day, I laid aside
that wonderful new play of Strind
berg's that I was going to take over
to the park and read, and the poor
dear wrote me a check and went io
the office looking quite relieved in his 1
mind. e
"After he had gone, I stopped to
finish only one act of Strindberg and
then I started. On the way downtown
I figured out Just what kind of hat I
should get.
“It was not so hard to plan one in
my mind, hut It was a different mat
ter to find the hat that I had planned.
I went to six shops and tried on about
80 hats before I began to feel dis
couraged and decided that there must '
be something wrong with my looks.
She Looked Wild.
‘'In tho sixth shop I met Mrs. Pel-
ton. who looked wild-eyed and bellig
erent. and had a curious little straw
concoction set upon the top of her
hair, with round red objects falling
off the back of It like & oeck of apples
descending a stairway.
"When she saw me. she clutched me
menacingly by the arm, as if I were
responsible for the present social sys-
tern, for she said: 'Isn’t it an outrage
that human intelligence has to be ex
pended upon pursuits like this! They
talk about the senseless fashions of
women! Do they realize that men
make these styles ‘and then for *
them upon us? Do you know the
meaning of this whole insane subjert
of fashion? It's a device perpetrated
by the merchants and manufacturers
to get rid of the unconsumed surplus.
Now, when our sex has the ballot, I
hope *
‘ I calmed her down, as much as I
could by telling her that I felt that
way about it. Hovvever, I was so re
lieved to find that perhaps the trouble
was not with my looks, after all, that
I walked over to a counter where sev
eral untrimmed hats were piled up .n
a bin and a lot of women were clutch
ing at them and bought the first one
from the top of the hean. Tt was light
and soft and felt comfortable and did
not make me look entirely like a ca-
toon when 1 was trying it on.
"So great was my relief at ending;
my search that I took home the hat
with quite a feeling of satisfaction
I reasoned that tt would be a simpll
matter to trim it myself, for all
should have to do was to leave oft
most of the things that the trimmed
hats had on.
"That was yesterday morning. Th*
rest of the day and until midnight
last night I devoted to attempts to
trim the hat. Fortunately CharleC
stayed downtown to dinner, so I could
work without interruption. I trimmed ;
and untrimmed eight times and noth
ing that 1 could devise looked right,
so I gave it up in despair and went to
bed.
"This morning as soon as Charles
had gone 1 got the odious hat out
from under the bed. where I had hid
den it. and by the broad light of early
day discovered what was the matter
with it. The trouble was in the color,
which I had failed to observe closely.
It was not a normal straw color nor a
yellow nor a brown, but a sickly,
bilious 1 , yellowish green, which made
everything that it came into contact
with look seasick, including mj.
"It being now too late to return the
hat. which had begun to show signs
of wear. I carried it down to a dye
shop and found that they could color
it for me, but would have to change
the shape, which was the least objec
tionable thing about it. and that it
would take four weeks.
More Trouble.
"I then went to a department store
and bought a bottle of dye, which the
saleswoman said any child could ap
ply with a small brush. In attempting
to open the bottle after I had carried
it home my knife slipped, the tin cap
flew' off and half the contents spilled
over the kitchen table, a stack of
dishes and the kitchen sink, to all of
which it immediately adhered like
enamel.
"Fortunately, 1t was Delia'* after
noon out. but as I knew that she
would be very cross when she saw
the dye I spent two hours and a half
and a can of scouting powder in re-a
moving it from the kitchen landscape *
before I could return my attention to
the hat. The remaining contents of
the bottle I then applied to the hat,
except the part that .splattered on my
self. I then relined it, trimmed It for
the ninth time, tried it on and found
that I could stand to look at the fin
ished product in the glass without
feeling ill. T felt that I had earned
that hat.
"When Charles came home I had it .
stuck on my head for him to look at J -
and was just beginning the second
act of Strindberg. He wms very much
pleased, and said: ‘That looks very
nice, my dear. Now. you see how
easy it is to get becoming hats, sxd you
must go down and order two or threu
more, and then you will be supplied
for the summer.”
The' Generosity of TSat
ONE. A/iQmhaSY GENEROUS!
Soul; WHY Do You Give
v/m: The' Panama Caval ?
Because "ifeNAT2^
~Yl Don't. wdnt it
s ly ssiF ~j
panama, canal
IS OWBouNDe
ElTlVELY CCC
UNBOuNDE D
Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A
With a Brickbat Villain Desmond
Foils the Peerless Pitcher, D. D.
By Hershfield
Copyright. 1913, Intonutlonol News Bertie*
THE CATC HUP
I MPi MAN ON
(THIRD WILL
.COME IN ON
( A PASSED
) BALL. HtRfc
\ LDMfS A
A SVNIFT
TYON* XI
CfREAT WORK:
"RCD" You TIC
THC CsCORF
; THfc GAMF Ivl
V BC LAUTD ON
V ACCOUNT OF
I'M HOLDING THEM safe
THEY LI- NtHER <rCT TMF'R.
AlAN in from THIRD
THF V'LLAIN DE SMOND f
IS UP NEXT. I'LL A
FAN HIM AND i CAW//j®
| FAST KATRINA /CM
I WITH THE GOOD /-W?jm
knfvns' j®
bONT DESPAIR,
Durham, my
HERO. You MULL
CHIN TOMORROW,
\ l HATG
THIS HINGED BAT will EVEN
VP THE vSCORE . I'LL BEAT DURHAM
TO' - THE SERIES AND VYIN MIS CpAL
V TTRIMA.I'M NEXT AT BAT'
I'LL MOTION
FOR A HIGH
ONE. Durham
.HAS MY
v Signal J
IS OUT AND
HE’LL NEVER
CATCH THE /
Ball' /
t>eSMONT>|49 ‘A
[OUCH
"DURHafa 49
DESMOND/
will i - rZ
Katrina
THE LUCKY
SEVENTH?
1 -Tomorrow.
By Cliff Sterrett
Pa Has Grounds for an Argument, at That
Copyright, 1913, International News SerTice
They kE_
VERV, V/ERV
~THICK
THEY
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look it Them
Curls 4imt
IT A SHAME
THEY Aint
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1 mu$t Confess
that I domy
KWOW MUCH I
ABOUT I
motor Boat 5'
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BEAR Ail
1 RIGHT, f
I \)0HO \6
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D'V'ZuRFbSE Htc
A FRIEND OF I
THE Boob iyalat
DRAW6 OUR. j
S PICTURE?
Aunt SuSTt, aimt He 1
BEAdTlfVL.
VfouN6 MAN vbu/fTT'
p) tVER Seek/
<?uic(/ t delici4
tame “That
MoMkny-
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/away from
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NAME HER.
POUV'T
By Tom McNamara
f You Don’t Believe It Look for Yourself
Registered United States Patent Office
COOKED
AND
SERUED,
nA
extra
CLEAN
oh Joy-eagle beaks kip
STEP SISTER is cor A BUNCH
OF MEASLES AND 5AGI&BEAK
IS STAY m AT SHRIMP
FlyRn's house rat she
gets well- he cam play
euERY DAY MOLD - OH JOY
SUWWUi OF THE CLUBS
>nki£6; V'
(»lANT^ ^ h u -Goo
t .5co
•CH.ges • to , ^
Not What He Meant.
J OXES and Ix>np had not met foi
years. Once—-that is. in the days
when both had been striving for
fame in their different professions—
they had been really good chums. anJ
many a talk had they enjoyed to
gether by the fireside as to the little
places they would take in the coun
try "w hen their ships came home."
The dream of Jones has been real
ized- and now. although a portly old
fellow, It was with a sense of real
pleasure that he prepared for a vt6L
from his former friend.
"Ah. it's snlendM seeing you dowr
here, Long!" he said cordially, by waj
of greeting. "Quite like old times—
what? And the missus, I know-, H
longing to shake you by the hand
But first—yes, you must come alons
and have a look at my greenhouse
You simply must!”
And Long went.
"Well, Jonea" he said, "you've goj
» mighty pretty place down here; bul
tsoty initii. it A just a bit bare.”
“Oh!' replied Jones, cheerfully
“that's because the tree# are al
young! Next time you come—why
they'll be so big that you won’t xecog.
nize them!"
SKINNY G0U6CY DEPT
SHANER'S
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DRAUUMfc No. _
USSOffc m*
to 'y&foyL/ufcks
mHAT GlUEG MORE MAlfY
THAN A BEE - ALU 6EE,
DON’T YOU KNOO) THAT? -
WO R.EES OF COORSE-
WEE, H£E, HEe, H££ i
I HSUWJb CM. fin ter-daj^
Ipoaila Tsska nrv iu A
7R£ ?T>RFiSH gianTs MAR lie LOUS
TWIRLER, eaglebeak sprdder
STOPPING a HOME row UilTH His
HAT in THE FOURTH (NUiNG OF
YEsURDAY'S starfish olANT-
'SOuTHiE' game which RESOlTETi
IN' AM C\l£d iDHEtMiNG UlCToRY
FOR. JhF GIANTS - 106 To 4?
_ aIE illoGTRATED THIS
STonT OF EAGlEBEAK S BECA08E
,LE UUOOLDN T EXPECT YOO TO
BELIEVE, IT OMLtSS YOO SAW
(T U)I?H Vooft OujN EYES
FROM) Tom ST cirx u,?. /
0)H£Rfi ao 'PEOPU?
IhE MOST A)l6wr CAPs ?
ANSU6R. Ta-MORROU) —
IAMARA