TIMES. WILLAMINA. OREGON
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Three “ Hnfamous” Husbands
A nd Their Famous Spouses
No one needs a sense of humor more acutely or more constantly
th an the gentleman who takes unto himself a famous wife. II hile he
may—or again may not—be No. 1 man in the privacy of his home, the
fact remains that at every public appearance, in every press notice, and
in the minds of all but his own intimate friends, he is ever and anon—
and undoubtedly ad nauseam, “Mr. Actress or ' Mr. Authoress or Mr.
Aviatrix" as the case may be.
Below is the former Ruth Bryan Owen, whom President Roosevelt
once appointed minister to Denmark. She arrived and fell in love with
a Dane, Boerge Rhode. Today millions of Americans still know her as
Ruth Brvan Owen, but only a scant few as Mrs. Boerge Rhode.
Gladys Swarthout, star of the M etropolitan opera and the movies,
shown with her husband, I rank Chapman, Jr., to whom she has been
happily married some time.
Two people were walking along •
road together. One was a young
woman, the other a handsome farm
lad. The farm lad was carrying a
large poll on his back, holding a
chicken in one hand, a cane In the
other, and leading a goat. They
came to a dark lane.
Said the girl: “ I’m afraid to walk
here with you. You might try to
kiss m e.”
Said the farm lad: "How could I,
with all these things I’m carrying?”
"Well, you might stick the cane
in the ground, tie the goat to it. and
put the chicken under the pail."—•
Tit-Bits Magazine.
IN THE "IV E ” CLASS
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Dr. F. D. Griffin smiles graciously at the attention which he knows
is meant for his lovely screen actress wife, Irene Dunne.
“ Tom used to like my pensive
ways."
"Has he changed?"
“ Now he calls them expensive."
-BURGESS BEDTIME STORY-
T h e A d v e n tu r e s o f P e te r R a b b it
By THORNTON W. BURGESS
USTER BEAR had told Old Man
Coyote and Reddy Fox and
Granny Fox and Hooty the Owl
that if they wanted to catch who
ever was hiding under the pile of
brush in the Green Forest which
they had been watching so long he
would pull it to pieces for them,
but they would have to come up
very close, so that whoever was
hiding there couldn’t get away. So,
little by little, each watching the
other sharply, Old Man Coyote, Red
dy Fox and Granny Fox hud crept
in nearer and nearer to the pile of
brush until they were close to it.
Reddy had chased Peter Rabbit un
der there early in the day, so he
must be there now.
Only «Hooty the Owl did not come
in close. Hooty remained right
where he was in a tall pine tree,
where he could see all that went
on and could swoop down when the
time came.
! “ It’s a lot of work to pull over
I that pile of brush,” said he, “ and
| I don’t want to do it for nothing.
You must be near enough so that
! when Peter Rabbit runs out he will
have no time to dodge before one
of you has him.”
At last the others were near
B
FOR SPECTATORS—About per
fect for spectator sports is this sim
ple frock of cream-colored aloha
cloth chosen by June Lang of the
movies. Brown composition leather
buttons are used to mark the front
closing and match a novel belt of
brown tooled leather which com
pletes the ensemble.
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A ZE A M BY IN
UTE
SCIENTIFACTS
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enough to suit Buster Bear. • Hooty cried G rarny Fox excitedly.
But Buster Bear didn’t seem to
didn’t know what it meant, but he
began to suspect that there was hear. And he didn’t seem to no
some joke, and he leaned forward tice how the flying sticks were
making the others dance and duck
to watch more closely.
“ Are you ready?” asked Buster. and dodge. He just worked faster
“ Ready,” replied Old Man Coyote, than ever and threw sticks this
way and threw sticks that way un
til the air was so full of sticks
that Old Man Coyote and Reddy Fox
and Granny Fox just had to shut
their eyes while they tried to get
away, nnd Peter Rabbit might have
run right under their noses without
them knowing it. Only Hooty the
Owl, who, you know, kept his watch
from high up in a tall pine tree,
was able to sec whether or not
Peter ran out, and even Hooty had
a hard time to make sure. You
see, it was so funny to see Old
Man Coyote and Reddy and Granny
Fox jumping this way and leaping
that way and dodging the other way
to keep from being hit by those
flying sticks that for the first time
since any one could remember
Hooty remained right where he Hooty the Owl actually laughed.
was in a tall pine tree.
But though he laughed so hard
and set his feet to spring swiftly. he still kept a sharp watch for
“ Ready,” replied Reddy Fox and Peter Rabbit. To Hooty’s way of
Granny Fox, and they, too, pre thinking, there is no pleasure so
pared to jump at the first sign of great as the eating of a good dinner,
and he is not one to let his enjoy
Peter.
“ Watch out, then!" cried Buster ment of a joke cheat him out of a
Bear, and straightway made the good meal. So while he laughed
brush fly in every direction. The and laughed and laughed he kept
sharp watch, too.
air was full of sticks.
At last Buster sent flying the last
“ Oh!” yelped Reddy Fox, as one
bit of brush under which Peter could
hit him sharply across the face.
“ Hi!” yelled Old Man Coyote, as possibly hide, and there was—no
body!
a big stick hit him in the ribs.
© T. W. Burge»».—WNU Service.
“ Look out what you are doing!”
In fo rm a lity Seems O rder o f the D ay
In M odern Furniture as in Manners
By BETTY WELLS
OUR butler will look down his
nose at the casual furniture now
in fashion. If you have a butler.
But informality is the order of the
day, in decoration as in manners,
and current exhibitions of new in
teriors stress this trend with a dash.
You’ll see maple, plenty of it, but
it’s done with a lot of contempor
ary style. For instance, in a little
bedroom we noted the other day,
the poster bed and chest were of a
honey color maple and the wall pa
per was a mellow little old diamond-
checked flower design with a good
deal of rose in it, some green and
an ivory ground. A white bedspread,
very crisp and starched looking,
white voile curtains and a quilt in
white and green, all carried out the
pleasant New England character of
the room. But for accent there
were two button back upholstered
slipper chairs in chartreuse green
finished with a cotton rope fringe.
And Aurelia Hunt, a friend of
ours, has just designed some ex
uberant modern-provincial pieces,
also for a bedroom. They’re of
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Swedish inspiration with modern
lines and painted decorations of
peasant origin in a brilliant orange
and a clear sparkling blue.
Another unexpected combination
of peasant with modern was a bed
room with slender blond furniture
Handy Man
The chief constable of a small
town was also an expert veterinary
surgeon. One night the telephone
bell rang. The chief constable’s
wife answered it.
"Is that Mr. Jenkins?" asked an
agitated voice.
“ Do you want my husband In his
capacity as veterinary surgeon or
as chief constable?"
"Both, m adam ,” came the reply.
"We can’t get our new bulldog to
open his mouth, and there’s a burg
lar in it." —Tit-Bits Magazine.
The Insult
The three street musicians la
bored through several popular
songs, and disbanded for a few mo
ments to take up a collection. One
knocked on the door of a nearby
house A gruff man appeared, and
thundered: "Well, what do you
want?"
*T’ve come for a little gratuity,
sir.”
“ Gratuity! Why, my good m an,
I thought you came to apologize/’
And Keep the Change
Customer
(telephoning) — Say,
three of those apples you sent me
yesterday were rotten. I’m going to
bring ’em back.
Grocer—That’s all right, madam.
You needn't return them. Your word
is as good as the apples.
Absolutely O. K.
A boy was about to purchase a
seat for a movie in the afternoon.
The box office man asked, "Why
aren't you in school?”
“ O, it’s all right, sir,” said the
youngster earnestly, “ I've got mea
sles.”
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"Frequent water drinking,” said
the specialist, "prevents you from
becoming stiff in the joints.”
“ Yes," says the co-ed, "but some
of the joints don't serve w ater."—
Annapolis Log.
Still in Doubt
“ Ho, ho,” laughed the American
lad. “ Jack said he always thought
Sandy Hook was a Scotsman!”
"Haw, haw!” chortled his Eng
lish companion. “ And just what
nationality is the bally blighter, any
how?”
MAKING PROGRESS
The butler may disapprove. . . .
complemented by a painted Swiss
chest, by a painted peasant decora
tion on the alcove wall above the
bed and by the comfortably pat
terned American hooked rug on the
floor. The walls were painted in a
dusty apricot color, with turquoise
wood trim ; the curtains w-ere plaid.
© By Betty Well«.—WNU Service.
“ How are your New Year resolu
tions holding out?”
“ First rate. By amending them,
from time to time I may make ’em
last all year.”
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