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9 * The Five Frankforters Herriman The Old Man Hires a Boxing Instructor yrAm AaouT To employ A,\ 1 fashio/VASce. Recherche \ /Amd FTkes Sura. Pugilist ‘ x J To IMSTRUCT /HE IM B0X'AI6'j you HAVE OAiCi To WlTMEss Hft NAME. T£> nMOVU THAT Ha isJ A <»£A/TLe.Ai AMI Cl v OftLANDO VAN Tujick'EajhamT Mr orcamdo yam Twickenham A«b 1 RESIGNS—f WELL SHOW HIM IM) '—) JIM KIM S / ' ; Neams Vo Ail ole' CHAMPeEM &0XIAJ(? I /AJfeTftUCTUH' <MR, -- VDAJGBAT or-/ OW tJECICv WELL" WELL WHAT 16 IT A A/ELO C K BRAND OP MOP ELY5/AAJ AlIMP : Ah «v ' This PAY /MARKS The : bLwm/ms of my V f?£ 3UVENAT/0AT/ A Romance of Great Wealth as Played by Money Kings. By KATHRYN KEY. Copyright, 1913, by the New York Even ing Journal Publishing Company. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. There was a pause. Who knows what visions of higher manhood and love that could not be bought and sold by even the greatest financier in all Europe flashed through Gus- tavus’ mind? Then he spoke—and his words meant only sorrow for Evelyn in her tower chamber and for young Jacob joyfully conducting hi* lovely cousin through the stately old park. He spoke, and scarcely knew what of joy or sorrow his words might bring for the girl whose life he was now engaging to take Into his keeping or for his own daring self. Strong Argument. “You use strong arguments, Baron. I say *yes,’ providing, of course, that your daughter is not unwilling.” Down the long vista of green hedges and shady old trees came Charlotte and Jacob idly straying, hand-in-hand. “She will not be unwilling,” said Solomon, with the certainty of Fate. “Baroness, dear Baroness, will you honor me by going in to luncheon with me?” called Gustavus. Charlotte left her cousin and came forward. Then suddenly she hesi tated for one pregnant second. She looked back at Jacob, who stood waiting with worshipful soul In his eyes for all to see. Perhaps the girl did not see—perhaps her unwakened soul could not hear the call of his soul. She stood a moment poised on re luctant feet, and then, with simple charm, she came to her host’s out stretched hand. And this time, as Charlotte left the gardens, it was Jacob who stood looking after her ' in the long silence that followed. He was still standing by the foun- ! tain, inert and yet tense, when the brothers followed the Duke and the ; Jewess from Vienna across the sun- | dappled grass. He could hear his j Uncle Solomon speaking: “Do you i feel more at home here? What did ; I tell you? Nothing is impossible if Aajd To Thiuk,That evEa/ Wf At Oks Tme u/oucd Stool To The f?UD£,AvDTnt inelegant- im art ■— Ah Sot No /More., toe. Am the eiMBodi/me/vt of XlAY-T/ME A/VC> UN couth W.'NTEft' F/AJDS AlC WARBCF /M 00ft. SOUL. — Be Uie eve ft So HARD PRESSED By THE "ROUGH eleme/ot cue shall Always cl/mg To ouft STANDARD, (SeajTcs. Humor. — Did /jt Say eyes l ^iLwe Money' V:idiot Vl Said eyes cz—' LIKE A Doe ; ) IEIL EYES iVssToy' is all very j WELL. Too, IkA/AT? J gy /ME DcUfcH I s L ONE- Thing As well) vAuTiup Th/V(>S>J) >\ whs TolD KftfVZY That I had The ( Eyes up A C V Smut TXe \ / Mm An EklCOMlOM 1 / „ IT IS 16VAT2'- -L, \-Jd have eyes like ) A Getfn-Er money; \is Axm-tfAife- Tor k T SNgjWgJ**) By Hershfield Dauntless Durham of the U. S. A Villainous Desmond Gets a Taste of His Own Medicine and Is Forced to Disgraceful Defeat Oopyright,. 1&13. International News Service I’ll knock foul balls fAS DU B-HAM cursesT . THC BLACK ) HAHiOSir^i \ ITS FROM AMUCHINASTI. A i owe JX HIM MONEY DESMOND MUST I iq-OTTA IDEA To MAKA DESMOND "FAN OUT" MV NAME W'LlA \ MAKA HIM GHAKA. I I WRITE ONA F.AU- L)t, f t K J TILL DURHAM IS TI RETS. THEN I'LL SLAM ONE vfOft A HOME IWMl/ Ve'Mt>LT R€TURNED FROM The <%randustahd. it HAS AN INSCR-IPTIom.i'Ll JHTch it vwws: they arc aaakin<t A hfro l OF HIM. HEWILL- } WIN THE SERIES \ AND MYSELF y. Yct /ei NOTTA WINNA GAME I G-OT DA bet on a Durham, were CjOME FOUL BALL.-I l MAKA KETCH!/ pgSMON O’ Vu APi f THE HAUDWRrTVVG on the Ball kATRiwA Neustadt Castle on the memorable day that was to interweave four young lives and four young loves in I such a chain of high finance, of for mal circumstance, and of simple hu man ties. But next morning, as hf peeked through the rose arbor out side an open door in old Frankfort, he fairly beamed at the pretty pict ure the quaint old breakfast room in Jew's lane offered his twinkling bright eye. At a little round table sat a dear old lady. Sweet placidity fitted her lovely, time-mellowed face with the same rare, becoming touch j white cap | silvered I j hand was engaged in patting a slen- j der white one—and that white hand j was the one a reigning prince had so : gallantly kissed hut one day before. But this little tableau showed Old Sol j the tenderest, sweetest affection that | he might ever see, so he beamed and WHEN B8AVE MEN WEEP*, ^roMosaoiv, that her bestowed on her rippling ir. Her pretty | hand was engaged in patting Her tvhiio nr,_ o r\(J tl,., t n.kl By Cliff Sterrett What a Chance Pa Would Have with This Expert Copyright, 1913, International News Service wow if Your Father, | VJ40TLH ME LZbSELV THIS TIME- I | You MUIU OP&PVEj That l holdT the Acc ( _ of club^.7A/ pv 6o5«! i wish 1 kkIovx/p d r~ vyattRE i Could str ( IkJTO A LIL/ POKER r I 1 Think Polly^ wrvsiy FELLER mister Shultz PLAYS FbKER. PAv)l/. WHY ) done you <<io IN AN —) Ai* H ,M - mu BE Kind agl. To RtMoUE HIS LEFT Shoe I Think HE^—- \Y/ILL find “The i Mii'iiNC Card ( , That^ A L B’E/tR. HEN Do IT r~ A 6AM l I 6d1TA HAHD rr To Yol> HEN YduRE | betw-een dear olJ “Grannie,” of Jew’s lane, and her pretty Charlotte, from Vienna. She Was Sure. Grandmothers are always gravely concerned about your appetite. Aided and abetted by loving Grannies, which of us has not eaten indigesti ble goodies, such as our more modern mammas would never dare let us risk? Frau Gudula was sure Charlotte had not eaten a wood breakfast. But little Charlotte scarcely felt the necessity for eating. “Oh, Grannie, dear,” she cried, “in deed, indeed, I don’t feel the need of food or of any of those ordinary ne cessities of life—because, dear, now at last I have you! All these years, since I w’as a little baby and my mother had to leave me, there has been no woman in my life—it’s just been father and me—and paid house keepers and governesses and nurses* i could not even remember the dear little mother WH4T/A-H4TTER PA/ Don't he -tf/AWWA PLAY l 1 DrDNT ASk him WonSenne Y/OWDER who died so young. But the three-year-old child had a picture of you in her memory—it is quite the tirst thing I ever remember. As 1 grew older the picture softened and , mellowed, so for years now. Grannie, dear, i have thought of you beautiful, angel, almost a saint, To come here and find you Z^//77>~TT7TT/rVr'W/ as some dear creature—a sort of And then yes- By Tom McNamara Just a Little Clash of Different Temperaments Rfgl.Tered United States Patent Offlc# terday _ sitting in the same chair, but looking lovelier, tenderer than I had even pictured you” Charlotte’s voice broke. Solomon was a loving father: but he was a hard man. and what had he ever understood of his daugh ter’s craving for a love that, should envelope her in tenderness? Little Charlotte, with your longing for love: perhaps it is, indeed, Providence that has given you a Grannie who wilt understand when your hour of need comes. “If your coming has been a delight to you, dear, think what a joy the radiance of your youth has'brought to your grandmother, the lonely old woman of Jew’s lane. But now tell me of your adventures of yesterday. Did the Duke give you a grand lunch eon—was the cooking better than mine?” Charlotte laughed merrily. “Never. Grannie! Though my opinion is not worth much. I ate so very little." "Oh. I felt I was being stared at! I know the feeling from our official dinners in Vienna. The Jewish banlfr er’s daughter is being criticised ai the time—the way she dresses—and does her hair—and everything she says. They sit there as stiff as dolls, very polite, and waiting for my first faux pas.’ When at last it comes, it is such a relief! The critics feel quote justified and get very jolly.” The girl’s tone carried an undertone of bitterness—and, yet she felt she had found some favor In the eyes of a reigning prince. Grannie spoke with the quiet phil osophy of the old: "They like to laugh at our expense. Well let them. We can think what we like of them But I think that persons who belong to different worlds are better kept apart. Court manners are different from our’—and ours are better per haps. It all can hurt my dear little Charlotte—but I am too old, child for such things to matter to me." I DON’T LIKE T5 FEEL Too HAPPY &H*IP)PO' AlNTl GUESS fit ( GEE I'M HAPPY, / SING A SOMb AT MYSELF OouJN AT THE lakc 0(0 Top OF THE Hill, (J \ ftY THE OLD RED MILL FAMED GREEN, ' THE UHND SHONE BRIGHT AND THE MOON WAS STill 60SH, WHAT A SEAuTlPOU. 5CEENE ! ►THREAT THAf’0L6 EAGLEBfAKIE .CAN ABOUT IT OAlSE SURE AS I ■ DO SOMETHIN' is B0UN0 TO GO OIROUG l‘H) Too • \ ^ UNLUCKY -Z/PiL CookEP AMO * serve0„ play WITH US -RE&ElE*) NOW * — 1—-—fj Gosh, ain't i seen you before \ EAGLE BEAK 16 60/NG TZ> PITCH'FOR 06 A6AIN TO DAY AGAINST THE "SOOTHlES". HE CAN PLAY' HOOKEY FROM H16 TROfoSONS LESSON CAUSE HIS KID STEP -S/5TER. IS GOT P)£A6L£S AND CAN fiOT 8E AROUND TD 10ATCH , HIM- AIH'T THAT GREAT; FULL REPORTS OF ‘TO-DAY'S GAME IN TO - MORROW) S PA£c_R_^- . j. £, SKINNY SHANER's GOOGLY DEPT SHANEAS l'NIAjMIH, oKS* NO. LESSONS GRASS OsfUu&L tv aflSfisc&AVtfL; WHERE DO PEOPLE WEAR. \ THE MOST MIGHT CAPS 7 . ON THEIR HEADS-HO, HO, HO i HtfTno. tne. ter- ■iaiy' FROM) ALICE Rich-8EACHM0nT MASS WHArKEY IS Thehardst To Torn ? DOPE OUT A ANSWER AMO THEM LOOK j M TO - MORROWS PAPER. AHb SEE IP |T WAS 60SH. WHAT A BSADTlfOL SCS5NE Y0 HO GOSH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SCE6NE1 TO HO- YO HO- YO HO YO HO , GOSH WHAT A BEAL'flFOL SCEENS “6h well, that'5 GEE, 1 DON'T KNOW I YOU GOT TO ft E SO HAPPY ? j— DIFFERENT, &0 RIcttT " that kacker R> GUT =T5 CoR.6-F O c 2 > L T 81 UESMOMb 8o To Be Continued To-morrow