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BROOKLYN DAILY EAGLE, NEW YORK, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1929. JEST COLUMN head is numbered, and I pullel out at least a dozen Just to see. but there wasn't a number on any of them." C. F. S.

A Hint Mrs. Subbubs: "Is there anytbAaj we need especially, Nora?" New Maid: "Well, they mak electric cocktail shakers now." R. o. Stiver. Froof Lacking.

"Grandma," said little Robert one day upon his return from Sunday School, "I don't believe the Bible always tells the truth." "Why. Robert," exclaimed the (Sscapade Richard Mansfield a857-1907 A Bully Fellow. I A burly tyrant in his home I Is Felix Dexter Dingledome; i But in his ofllcc or his club one of the greatest of American actors, never allowed his name to be There was once a servant so qu14 The Joy Register. The wedding bell To some sounds swell. And the bells of Shandon No doubt sound grand on elderly lady in astonishment, "what makes you think that?" "Because." replied the youn3 in printed tn the cast in larger type tnat sne cnan even disturb the than any member of his company, dust.

vestigator, "it says every hair of our The pleasant waters on the River By KATHLEEN NORRIS TIIE WORLD AT ITS WORST By Gluyas William Mystery, Action, Dtanu and a Powerful Luvc Theme Are Cleverly Interwoven in This, Mrs. Norris' Latest and Best Story. He Is a mild and humble dub. When'er this bully yearns for strife He starts a ruckus with Ws wife; The way he talks to her you'd think Him quite a tough, ferocious gink; But he Is meek and gentle when He meets and mingles with the men. I am so very fond of htm.

Some day I'll rend him limb from limb. J. Wiles Hallock. Lee: The cowbell's jingle Makes old ears tingle, Recalling the country for age to see, But the pleasing ting, The prosperous ping, Of the bell that says cash is the chime for me. Jack Spratt.

A Wish. Elinorc. aged 4, upon her return from a visit to her grandparents In the country was asked how she en-Joyed her visit. "Oh, pretty well," she replied, "but I'd like the country much better if it was here tn town." Cecil Stone. How the Tug Stands.

His right arm Is owned by manager No. 1. The left by manager No. 2. The right leg by manager No.

3. The left leg by manager No. 4. The belt line by manager No. 5.

The 44-inch chest by manager No. 6. The broken nose, cauliflower cars, raw eye and lacerated month belong to the prize flgh tel. A. H.

Rodlek. packed: he'll have to wear a sling for a while, but that's all." "Chris, what a "Yes. that part of it is. But here's the catch. You see, I'm willing not to press charges, and Gordy would frame it all up that he was a friend of ours he really is a decent sort of fellow and that he was drunk, and have the whole thing quashed "But wouldn't that be far, far the Ixst thing to do?" she broke in eagerly, as he paused.

"We don't want revenge! We don't want him punished Chris was looking at her curiously. "You mean because you're going to get married, and I'm going to China, we want the whole thing ing aloud. "But then, if he knew that I was only a working girl Chris was watching her interestedly, ss she formulated her ideas. Now he said: "That brings you to exactly the point that I gather he reached wtth Gordon. He said and this is the whole point: he says he wants five minutes' talk with you and that after that he'll give the whole thing up.

Gordon will get him off with the police, I'll pay his hospital charges, everything will be dropped." "He only wants my name and she exclaimed suspiciously. "The police have those, anyway." "Yes. that's true." A silence, while she looked into his face, expectantly, confidently. "What do you think I ought to do, Chris?" "Well, dear The word slipped fMit. but hr rnuiylit.

Iiimsplf. "Wpll Modern Speed. "See that 50-story office They All Do. "How's your wife?" "Olt, she's one of' these hit-and-run women." 'Hit-and-run women'?" "Yeh, she hits me for a ten for groceries and runs to the hat shop with It!" Don Frankcl. TOT STOUT TBt'S JAR.

Marj Kat O'Hara, a younj ani prftty ofBra worker. earrr to rrn on, i tr a vone? tn bela br fldrr hrolher. Martin, rnmplttr bis roMl--al siudJes, accept an offer of HoOt from Cbrlatopbrr a rlrb vounf aoctet? man, to poir aa bit wife for a day and a balf. His object is lo rsrape tbe rlutcbes of a Russian wbo seeks to marry blm to b-r davrbter. Mary Kate roes wltb Mrjuri to bis villa and latr accompanies blra to a dinner, wbere she passes as bia wile and soeeessfnlly enacts tbe role.

R-inning late at night to Meynrs bouse, sbe beara a hurjlar forcirjjt an en-tranre to ber room. Sbe alarms wbo sboots tbe man. wound luc blra arioolr. Iho police come and question ber and Steynrs and Marv Kate fears sbe bss become lirev-urably dlsrraced by tbe escapsde and it. resultant rubllcltv.

Hle.ines endeavors to reassure ber, hut returns home still greatly depressed. Her family tblnW sbe bss hren sent by ber employers on a busings trip to fsarrsmcnto. Mary iate tells Cass Kealcnt. her flsnre. of ber escapade.

Be comforts her sod urges ber to marry bim at once and tben tell ber mother all tbst bss occurred. A telephone call from Chris warns Jones: Brown: Jones: 'Sure what about it?" I'm still paying for the house that, used to stand here." James A. Sanaker. In Optimist. I kept quiet?" he asked, in that re- flective, poised, easy tone that'al-I ways impressed her, that always reminded her that Chris was pre- I hA it "lli clt 11,1 1 to eminently a man ot the world.

Mary Kate collapsed suddenly. Tiie plow faded out of her, and her Untitled. Steno: "I hear old Hipower is going to give up the presidency of the firm." Bookkeep: "Yeh, his rheumatism's got so bad he can't get his feet on the desk." H. H. in.

if, in, ta queer. Gordon says he seems a nice, quiet fellow, with a little mental twist on the subject of rich persons. We don't know, of course, that he didn't see you that night at Oordy's and follow you with some crazy Idea that you were being well, abducted that you needed well, protection Getting into rather dceo water. gwu expression became a little strained and strange. "Well, yes.

Isn't It?" she asked, flatly. "I mean, you are going to get married. Mary?" The voice seemed to cut into the very vitals of her being, as did his Blowing One's Horn. Flo: "I sent a letter to the 'prettiest girl in the Joe: "What happened to It?" Flo: "They sent it back to me. of course." cr of impending trouble orrr tbe bootlnf.

NOW GO ON WITH 1 HE STOUT. units smiled cheerfully. THAT DREADED TIME WHEN YOU CANT THINK UP ANY MORE EXCUSES AND HAVE TO SIT DOWN AND WRITE TO ALL YOUR RELATIVES TO THANK THEM FOR YOUR CHRISTMAS PRESENTS quiet glance, over a cigarette. "I suppose so" she answered, a little thickly. "Well," he went on, returning Kbruptly to the original topic, after a pause in which the tell-tale red crept slowly up into her face, and her honest eyes neverlefthim.

"Well, the point is that this Moody wants us to prosecute." "And what he ended, with an eloqucst gesture of the hands. "So Uiat perhaps if I went, and talked to him?" "The point would be, if you could?" She reflected frowningly; raised The Jest Column Invites contri' buttons, which, for acceptance, must be original and hitherto unpublished. Accepted material will be paid for; unaccepted contributions cannot be returned. Ad' dress The Jest Column, Brooklyn Daily Eagle. her head proudly.

Oh, no, the violets! I like them a thousand times Chris paid for a great, shaggy hunch, dripping with sweetness. "Shall we go up to the Fairmont Jlo'fl? We've got to talk." Trie intimation of affairs in common thrilled her; her face was radiant. "But we don't need a taxi!" she protested at the curb. "The Call-larma street car goes right to the corner." "Oh. for Heaven's sake he said patiently.

And the magic be-gan to work again, and her senses to swim. Minister: "Do you take this woman for better or for worse?" Jones: "I'm hoping for the B. C. B. UilUiArTS Jim To be Continued.

CHAPTER XXXII. "What!" She was once more alert and attentive. "That's what he says. He savs HAIRBREADTH HARRY The Fallen Idol By C. W.

KAHLES that he wants the whole thing to! be dragged right out into the open." 1 Mary Kate's color faded, her eyes were round. NOW FETCH IN BELINPA ANP WEU HAVE THE AFTER THE WEPWNA ONE WHIFF OP TH POW-I (jWUTAKE- Th)S HCE 6EtrJ0Nf; 0F( STOP THAT NOW. MET WEPPIN4 ATONCEtoKT THEN WHEN I RESTORE KwhoSI AwK3 JPE vffig CROOKS, I'LL 61VET VOU SOME HER TO HER SENSES SHE WlU, BE MRS. RUPOlPrl Sr! fSJUlclNCE OF KIONIA' I TrTl YOUR OWN MEDICI NE. RASSENPALp I'VE taJVEN OUR PttaiW W9T 7 1 hey went up the.

hill in the taxi vltli only monosyllabic comments on the weather and the traffic, and rerr presently in the great wide acacia-scented foyer of the hotel. "What for?" "Revenge, I suppote." "Revenge! But revenge for what?" "Being shot, maybe." The absurdity of her question and Walking straight through the to the big dining room at the hack, they were placed at a little v.Mc by a window that looked down across wet shining roofs, and the long line of the ferry buildings and ihc piers, to the gray waters of the bay. The magic the magic the magic. Musicians began to play an old-tssliloned German waltz; Mary fcwv it. played it Indeed.

She Chi is it as "The Jolly Fellow's H'sit?" Her violets diffused their sharp, puro note of ji'o the iresh, warmed air. Ti'e bright rain sifted down softly, santly, over the world below windows; the Berkeley hills iis answer struck the girl suddenly, and she laughed. But it was a mirthless and anxious laugh, and died immediately Into gravity again. "You mean he wants money?" "Gordy I didn't see him. But Oordy hinted at money.

He wouldn't hear of it!" "But Chris She leaned forward on the table, her eyes puzzled. "My gracious, if a man breaks into your house, and Is armed, and terrifies the whole household almost to death, at night, how dares he then how dares he then to try to to make terms? He's the offender, lie's the one to be punished, if any one is "Exactly! And you're expressing that like a professional lecturer," Chris said, when he paused. His praise brought the happy color to her face. "But that's just where he's a freak, this feller," he went on. "He rather has us over a bar i completely blotted the lit- na-sl training island of Ycrba var only a deeper gray block a of paler grays, ''s brushed aside the dollar THE BUNGLE FAMILY ote; he wanted a special A Family Affair By HARRY j.

TUTHILL "that fttr. Rountree had rel, ana ne knows it." MARK MY WORD Is he a Socialist?" "He must be. Gordy says he's a i ell-educated man, and appears to EACH TIME, CROSS- QUESTIONED SWEET, THERES SOME MYSTERY day, and sand dabs, ir pear salad, and coffee. Kate If she wanted and she answered sur- yes, she wanted Nessel-5. if they had it.

and if le glace. She looked at 4 in her turn when he JOSEPHINE HER FACE ABOUT THIS GOT RED AND SHE ove a grievance against everyone who's got a little money. He says he holds that we have a perfect right to punish him for housebreak-ing, but that he has his riehts. tm PONTOON BUNGLE, SAID, WE1X. HONEY, ITS THIS SNEAKY A PERSONAL, MATTER.

JUST AT THe oiGs') MERRY oH A I PONTOON WHEN HERMAN TOLD MOMENT WHEN BUNGLE. I 0lfis! CHRISTMAS JUST 1 BUNGLE ME ABOUT SEEING) THE HAPPENED TO WHEN 1 DIGS! I FVFPYBOfTf W' TELL WHAT A TELEjGRAM I WENT TO LOOK OVER HIS CORNERED ALL 1 a THEM NAME. GEORGE LIKE A MAN SHOULDER AND JSEPH'NE DAY AND A GOOD GEORGE AND WHO IS NOTICED THE 1 fM LONG! I HAPPY 'M BYE'. -P TO YS PONTOOM BUMGXE? WIRE WAS A5KE CXPfW SOMETHING. VJ HE LEO ME INTO THE FROM THIS AIER, HE ALWAYS jH BATHROOM.

LOCKED PONTOON TfcZL OUR 5v 1 IS Tf THE D00R AND THEN BUNGLE. GEORGE A INTELLIGENCE WCif i S- iJ-jN A VERY LOW SNEAKY. STUCK HIS BIG uVrT A WAS INSULTED 4ffiiKffl 23 -I WHISPER SAID BEEZER INIY SMILED JGHT STUFF FROM WELL THIS tSNT THC. and if he wants to give the whole! such a kid In that GEORGE FIRST TIME YOUR iat effect, with your AS USUAL PEOPLE HAVE TREATED ME AS AN OUTSIDER. THAT HE SMELLS unng publicity, and show us up, that's his privilege." "The scut!" Mary Kate commented simply.

"Gordy saw him in the hospital Sunday, and sort of tried to reason with him said there'd be no trouble about clearing him. and so on. OH BOO HOOl WHY OIO I EVER DOUGH GET INTO SUCH FAMILY RECEIVING A TELEGRAPHED REPLY TO THE LETTER HE SENT A PROSPECTIVE RELATIVE. THE COLONEL SO OBSTINATELY REFUSED TO ANSWER QUESTIONS, THAT FOR ONCE THE FAMILY GUESTS OEFARTED DISCUSSING A SUBJECT MORE ENTERTAINING THAN THAT OF JOSEPHINES COOKING. it-tT.

up, and your Ice knows," 13 added re haven't got any-at. This thing has rious. I don't know to do about tt I I can-sail on ou" esn't make me mad!" assured him serenely, no attention to the little but he said he didn't propose to i be let off his sentence because of the privileged rich" i "But all he shows up the only yi-rsun ne nuns is me!" Mary Kate, who had been thinking fast, said bewilderedly. "Well, exactly!" "But good heavens" she whis pered, turning white. Now, Mont worn-." said Chris quickly.

"We're not going to let you get in for that, no matter what we and she felt snubbed, the situation," he said, -j girl asked herself were really looking at ng, brown, clever, sunburned to. again, if she were really see-a? gray eyes contract and -vui as he spoke; if the voice she i was hearing were really Chris fcteynes' voice?" don't want to bring charges againil this feller "Chris began again, discontentedly, and stopped. "Bring charges?" ao. bu this poor sap has an hallucinationyou're not having pota- SKY ROADS "Nothing. 1 Her aDDetite was Wings of Peril ll.

LESTER J. MAITLAND dead. Her eves were bricht with fright. "He has an hallucination," Chris rr I NAZIR.ISA "PTIS MUCH TO two yD YOUNG DOG WHOM I MY LIKING, ABDOUL SAYS "tSrS VMA HaUP noru IU4T nnu I I i cuouiTn resumed, "that some stupid intrigue ii: ROADS II YINGCLUB II MtMBtR gjJJ r-J THE MEN WU "SLLK ARt WELL KNOWN FOR THE.1R EVIL WAYS. THEY ARE ALLIED WITH THCiE SAVAGE, "vN TRIBES THE; ENGLISH CALL FUZ-XYv WELL 1 WUZZIE.

IT THERE WE" SHALL) SURE HOPE I FIND THEM, IF ALLAH WILLS IT. J1 HE DOES I A. OVER THE SANDS FURTHER JNPLAME CLOSER IN THE i1 tORYOUR OUR YOUNG MEN PLANE THEY'LL SstC AMUSEMEKT 1 TO DEEDSO? SPOT US.AND KILL NT VALOR conlon FRANK TIOOD HE ARAB W1 WHOM THE! as going on tnere that night he kept hinting, Gordon says, that it was a married woman of the upper circle who was there" A sharp exclamation of indignation and disgust escaped the girl. She put up her head, her chin high. "Well, exactly, that's what 1 thought," the man commented on her unspoken protest.

"But he Against Moody." "The burglar? oh, yes! Oh, no!" stammered Mary Kate. "I want to get away," Chris certainly don't propose to hang wound here indefinitely, waiting for him to get well, so that I can send him to Jail." "He's going to get well?" "Oh, yes. It was only a flesh wound; the bullet went right through him, under his arm, and grazed a rib. They've got him all BOYS HAD SAVED FROM DYIN6 OF THIRST IN THE THETWO HOODED CMAS.KUEWL MARY AUMAKD S.RICWA.RD50W SMiuiev josncB TRAWK SALERNO NELSON IRISH RAY MARS BILL CHICHE5TW TICK LENOX VINCtNT BROANT M. DONALDSON WS MATTHEWS BOB LEWENTMAL JOHN KOPP JAMES 8UUJVAN KLO LIVINGSTON PETtR LEAVENS APTHOR RALPH TOOLKE MAURlCf BPOWN FiU-Me-In Puzzle HAWK5 TUA SPOT WHERE THEY COULD HIDE.

THEIR PLANE AND PROCEED ON AVOID DISCOVERY BY THE FUZ-fclE vS EM probably gets his ideas from Bolshevik Journals, or from the movies." "But why didn't some one tell him the truth? Tell him I am Just an office employee of Mr. Rountree's "Gordy did. But he didn't believe it. He kept saying that he find out who the woman was, because he could identify her, and that when he found out who it was, he would expose that Just as prominently in the papers as his case as exposed!" "Well, the papers wouldn't run a lot of nonsense on his say-so!" Mary Kate protested, uncomfortably, proudly. "No.

not exactly. But you know how they play up society stuff and mystery stuff." WUZZ.I1S r-a ffj tlT PONDERED THE: MOST A5SY '--M'mffr EXQUISITE METHODS op torturc, CZLf KJSgg0flT WlJyA WHILE BUSTER WAS SECURELY GUARDED I J'flYl 'BY THE WOMEN QF THE TRIBE? PTTE STVJYVWANT JACK GONLON PUTN ABERNATWV jam: ardes Circumstantial Evidence By MONTE BARRETT and FRANK ELLIS W6LL, WHAT OO YOU THINK vou "But how could he say that he could identify me he never saw me he never saw me!" ket ne? liitr'i'n'r Tin? ir ii WHAT'S THE MATTER. JANG. OONT BE I.IK6 THATJ HAP fllVat HIM A 1 BORM MOVBMfNT NOWPliL BET I RtuRN him OVER TO THE POLICE-AMD ll- ue. I YOU DON'T STIUt.

eLIBVC IN owi inu I CWANCC S. IGi4 DOLLARS' TO 0OUHNUTS THlS IS STEVE? HAT THEV PQUHO IN THE THIS 'ELLOW, DO YOU; 1 STAMP FOR LOTS' OP iNNOCGNT, we'll BE 6LA0 TO KNOW IT- OH STEVE' lit n-wlJ ittr- ii i i i WAI I E. I LL A3 pontknow-J ffANK THf INITIALS APS HlS THINGS BESIDES1 PL6ASE OONTASKHIr "PL6ASE OONTASKHIM, WHETHER I DO "A I HAp-TH6RS MUST fiB SOMC OTHER WAY OF FINIPING OUT WANT "He says he did." "Well, but you know he didn't! The room was pitch black, and he was Just at the indow opening the shutter "But he might have seen you before, Mary. Mightn't he have seen you at Gordy perhaps followed us home "Oh. my God!" she whispered, stricken.

"Of course he might." "He savs that whoever you are he can find you "To murder!" she ejaculated "No. To blackmail." Chris could almoH laught at her consternation. "He muft. a scoundrel," he repeated. "But then she argued, think- STEVE STQN A.

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