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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. TUESDAY, MAY 20, 1913
By Herriman
Making Charles
Happy
You Never See a Red-Haired Swami
Ooprricht, 191S, lnt*rtiat»oo«l Sarrlrt
THREE DAY'S
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UJHEN THE. V OF Ul* "'5 OF A
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wad Gathers d enough
AjtAvE. To Re-Tuaw To
The. HowE-PtATE.*.
You. And U)E. KwaoTHffr
Tw* S\6n is on The.
Level BuT You CAnV
Blame. him for having
Hi-s Doubts, /Vou/ canW.
ah well, Tweak fit iter..
He Dio, He is A/ ',.. ___
'SPout of Anger 7 Aim it Th
AND Efcto A r ) 'TfeUTw —
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'BEAK I NOT (NttM VERiTvN
'WHEN I SAY Aft HOW HE-£,
is A 'Geyser. Passion
a "volcano of r— :
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That's Pegging Him Y
MOH *- OM- I /MEAW
1 SWAM-EYE.'/ '
A Humorous Story, Complete
<<T T se * ms * curious perversity ol
fate,” said the young married
woman, "that I should have a
husband who really has a high reyard
for clothes, when so many women
complain that they can not enlist
their husbands' attention or check
books 1n thst noble cause.
"When Charles said yesterday morn
ing, 'My dear, you will attend to or
dering your spring hate before long,
will you not?’ I knew it was useless
to put off the matter any longer. Sa
I promised him that I would get
somethlng'that very day. I laid asifis
that wonderful new play of Strind
berg's that 1 was going to take over
to the perk and read, and the poar
dear wrote me a check and went lo
the office looking quite relieved In his
mind.
"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 1
should get.
"!t was not so hard to plan one In
my mind, but It was a different mat
ter to find the hat that I had planned
1 went to six shopa 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 the sixth shop I met Mrs. Pel-
ton, who looked wild-eyed and belllg-
JISawz.* I GIVE MXI
XJhe.' Panama Canais
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•5 um Bounced
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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 a oeck of apples
descending a stairway.
"When she saw me, she clutched me
menacingly by the arm, as 1f I were
responsible for the present social gys
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 re
them upon us?. Do you know the
meaning of this whole insane subject
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. However, I was so re
lieved to find that perhaps the trouble
was not with my looks, after all, that
1 walked over to a counter where sev
eral untrimmed hats were piled op n
a bin and a lot of women were clutch
ing at them and bought the first one
from the top of the hean. It was light
and soft and felt comfortable and did
not make me look entirely like a ca-
toon when I was trying it on.
"So great was my relief at ending
my search that I took home the ha*
with quite a feeling of satisfaction.
I reasoned that It would be a simple
matter to trim it myself, for all I
should have to do was to leave off
most of the things that the trimmed
hats had on.
"That wag yesterday morning. The
rest of the day and until midnight
last night I devoted to attempts to
trim the hat. Fortunately Charles j
s-tayed downtown to dinner, so I could t
work without interruption. I trimmed
and untrimmed eight times and noth
ing that I oould devise looked right,
so I gave it up in despair and went to
bed.
"This morning as soon as Charles
had gone I got the odious hat hut
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 S
yellow- nor a brown, but a sickly,
bilious', yellowish green, which made
everything that It came Into contact
with look seasick, including me.
"It being noW' too late to return the
hat, which had begun to show slgfts
of wear. I carried It down to a dye
shop and found that they could eolor
It for me, hi t 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 stow
and bought a bottle of dye, which the
saleswoman said any child could ap
ply with a small btush. In attempting
to open the bottle after I had carried
It home mv knife slljfiaed, 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, ft was Della's 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 scouring powder 1n re
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 mv-
self I then refined It, trimmed 1t 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. I felt that I had earned
that hat.
"When Charles came home I had It
stuck on my head for'him to look at
and was just beginning the second
act of Strindberg He was very much
pleased, and said: ‘That looks verv
nice, my dear. Now. you See how
easy it is to get becoming hats, no vou
must go down and order two or three
more, and then you will be supplied
for the summer.”
Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A
With a Brickbat Villain Desmond
Foils the Peerless Pitcher, D. D.
By Hershfield
c^aeAT work
I'M HOLDING THCM SAFE
THeY'CU NEVER RFT THEIR,
Man in from third
THE villain DCSMOMD r
IS UP NEKT. I'LL. JA
FAN HIM AND i CAN/M®
i falC ktAtrina /Cm
l WITH THE
k-NEwSl MfHi
THIS HINGGD BAT will EVEN
UP THE UCORt. I'LL BEAT DURHAM
TOf -TWe SERlfci AND WIN HIS tJAL
v/ TR IN A . I'M NEXT AT BAT 1 .
t>ON'T DESPAIR,
VDURHAM.MY %
HERO. You will W,
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FOR A HIGH
ONE - . DURHAM
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IS OUT AND
HC'LL NEVER
latch the /
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KATRINA
THE LUCKY
SEVENTH?
-Tomorrows
By Cliff Sterrett
Pa Has Grounds for an Argument, at
Opvrlfht, 1018, International New# SVrrice
they fee_
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By Tom McNamara
If You Don't Believe It Look for Yourself
Putted State# Patent Offkw
COOKED
and
SERVED
6 <&nT extra!
tot-fAuif beaks kid
atep SI5TER IE COT- A BUNCH
0FMEAGLE& AND EA6LEBEAK
15 STAYING AT SHRIMP
PLYNn’S HOUSE TIU. SHE
GETS U)EU- Hf CAN PLAY
EUERY DAY M0O»-0hJ0Y
?TA«W»G OF THE CLOPS
U>. L, P.C,
Not What He Meant.
J ONES and Long had not met for
years. Once—that Is. in the da’ e
when both had been striving for
fame in their different profession*—
they had been really good chums, and
many a talk had they enjoyed to
gether by the fireside as to the little
places (hey would take In the coun
try “when their ships came home."
The dream 0f Jone* has beeh real
ized, and now. although a portly old
fellow, it was with a sense of real
pleasure that he prepared for a vlsl*
from his former friend.
“Ah, it's snlendld seeing you down
here, Long!" he said cordially, by way
of greeting. "Quite like old times—
what? And the missus, I know, is
longing to shake you by the hand.
But first—yes. you must come along
and have a look at my greenhouse.
You simply must!"
And Long went.
"Well. Jones," he said, "you've got
a mighty preity place down here; but,
to my mind, It’s just a bit bare.”
"Oh!' replied Jones, cheerfully
"that's because the trees are se
young! Next time you come—why
they’ll be so big that you won't recog
nize them!"
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WHAT GlUES AJ0R6 W?Y
THAW A BEE - AUl GEE,
DON’T Y0D KNOU) THAT? -
TWO REES OF- COURSE •
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I^ROM Toff) sr CITY, U,S. A,
THE STARFISH GIAnTs (MARiIELODS
TUHRLER, EAGLEBcAk SPRUDER
stopping a home run WITH his
HAT IN THE FOURTH (NAJlWG OF
YESTERDAY'S STARFiSH G/ANT-
SOUTHIE game, ILMICH resulted
[WAN OllSR OiHgLMlWG V/ICTORY
FOR TkF GiawTs - lOG To 4?
_ \*I£ ILLU5TRATE0 THIS
STunT of eagleseaks because
we WOULDN'T exPECT YOU TO
BELIEVE, IT UNLESS YOU SAW
;T wifk Your oww eyes