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TUB OREGON- DAILY JOURNAL, By George LIcr.Ia.r-"" m v&a chouse T. PAER WECKLEST HIM 8V RALPH WATSO i - t r v . - , - - - . ... . . -r' . (BesteUiad C. 8. Patent Otfke) . .: . - r-V4 - - -" " : t " .' , - iv - . ; : l BRINGING -UP FATHER . ! '-'I ' j 'wELU-FOR 1 , II MfIE-J CO TOOL.-. I . ill U'gWHSSTl ( SeO S I uTft CTi A' - TPAEH skittered down 'the alsfe.ot , . the "BW" car until he lurched against the Fat Man who sat, all sprawled out, deep In the. morning paper. "I beg your pardon," he Bald, cheer- j fully, looking expectantly at the potenj tlal seat beside the Fat Man. . "Ugh!" the Fat Man grunted, rubbing tie shin with the calf of his other leg. "Excuse me," T Paer said, accenting ' the last word slightly as he wedged h Ira eel f into the surplus niche. "Umph!" the Fat Man responded, gathering himaelf together an Inch or eo. ' What' the hignew8?" the little man queried, optimistically. "Unn rain !". the Fat Man growled, la conically, jamming his nose still deeper Into the pages. ' "Well," T. Paer grinned, . nt a March, ain't It 7" " ' " "March all the time,- vne rat man glared at htm. "Oh. maybe," T. Paer admitted"; "but 1 guess. If we didn't have a little nown then this time a year, they'd be bulldln pyramids around here, instead of good : road." ' ' : ' ' i "What's the good of 'erar the Fat Man demanded. "Nothing but to Bkld off of ! he added, bitterly. . . "People don't skid," T. Paer contended, '"Miiui ttwv tret ton fast." "You drive a- car?" the Fat Man-de- manded. " . .. "Nope!" T. Paer grinned. "l Just dodge 'em!" "Beastly nuisance." the Fat Man slat ed, "riding on street cars. Blamed crowded! No comfort! Stop for every- -if. hh,r-n walking, ain't It?" T. v... "if it ain't." he suggested. "It don't cost eight Indian heads to hoof : H " .. . . ..!.,. "Corns hurt. the Fat Man answered, "Tit i-r. too " he rroaned. as a chat- nhnnl irt careened across his . tm blamed' many kids!" he ,tviri scowl in r at the aisle full of book-laden youngsters." ir T. Paer asked, curiously, . w !" the Fat Man replied. "Blanked nuisance. Squa-11 ; too much. Always making noise. Always under foot want in. nmrhInff.M "It's too MS ad." -T. Paer mused. "Tour Jtjk . f 4 n' . n ttk e a mm tria" "Used to be different." the Fat Man said, defensively. "Kids had manners. Spoke when somebody spoke to 'em. Olrls didn't giggle 'n .chew gum. ;. Boyu rfldn't amnkn fifarettes." ' "Humph !" T. Taer chuckled. "Don't you remember the first time you chawed tobacco back of the barn?" - , 'Sicker'n a horse!" the Fat Man ad mitted. "Got licked with a hame strap." "Where'd you get Itr'-T. Paer quizzed. ' "8w4ped it out of Dad's jumper,' the Fat Man chortled. "Oosh !' he confided, "smarts yet when I think, of It. "Married?"' T Paer Questioned. "Sure!" the Fat Man answered. Thlr- "What a sne ao, a. rr, vw"""i the firsf time you kissed her under the Ivy arbor over the front gater , "Slapped me,"s uie mi wm:!'""" 'nd giggled." he added. ' " "Thev always do that." T. Paer phil osophised, "the first time." Times are diiierent." me r complained. "Ain't simple, nw tney used to be. Too mucn gasoline. w much speed." "Kid's the same," T. Paer argued, only they ride on street cars now,, instead of hoof In' it up the hill." - "Used ' to carry dinner buckets," the Fat Man complained. , "Now have to have big feeds at a. cafeteria." ; "Bread 'n butter n Jam 'n hard boiled etrgs 'n pumpkin pie." T. Paer repeated. remlnlseently ; . ' n wnai added, "if you stubbed your toe! "Used to get soggy," the Fat Man added, "If the eggs was put in hot. "Look out for your corns," T. Paer warned, as the car slojved up at Ibarra bee street. "They're gettln' off." - . "Outrage!" the Fat Man growled as the chattering caravan piled off the car. "Blanked outrage !" . "What Is?" T. Paer" demanded. , "Everybody ain't grot ,'era !" The Fat Man grumbled, his nose In his. paper. ' Sammy Jay and Blacky Do Their Part By Thornton W. Barges , , Hear all. but belie not all you hear; : Let tcdm and reaaoa tons your eat . . .. Mr Bear. HARDLY had Old Man Coyote disap peared and Mrs. Bear resumed her digging for roots when Sammy Jay came flitting silently through the tree tops. Mrs. Bear grunted as she dug. Sammy heard those grunts and without making a, aound Dew 'Straight to biff hemlock tree, from which he could watch' while himself hidden. This was th first-time he had seen Mrs. Bear and he was very curious, was Sammy. . He had heard v about her brown coat, but Hike every body else, he had had hard work to be lieve that it could be brown. Now he had a chance - to . see , for: himself, and Sammy has- absolute faith in hl own eyes. ' ' - - ""It is brown; i As sure a I Hve, It Is brown." be muttered -Jt. iilmself as he peered dowj' at. Mrs, "Bear,, his sharp eyes sparkling with io.terest,-"She's aa i nslfr .Bear;' and I-don't know but' she A:a little bigger. ,1 .wonder If she is as nervous as. Buster; It is too YibA tn unoll that meal, but If I am going to do my part , to scare her out of the flreen Forest, now "Is the time. Bo here goes." - Sammy silently flew back jl short dle tannn where he couldn't be seen by Mrs, V Bear and then began to scream at the ton of his lungs. "Thief, thief, thief!" . screamed Sammy." It was the warning cry he uses when he, discovers possible . danger, particularly hunters, i All the people of the Green Forest know It. It )m warned manv of them . and thus kfnt them out .of trouble. Mn. RtiF threw tin her. head and lis tened. Then she eat up. Just then Blacky the' Crow joined fiammy Jay atnd hecran 1ft caw at the top of his lungs. Mrs. Bear could see him sitting on the ton of a tall tree. He seemed to. bo looking down at something or some one bfllnw and to be greatly excited. "Thief, thief, thief !", Screamed Sammy. "Caw. caw. caw, caw," -shrieked Klac.kv. Both flew a little way toward Mrs. Bear, all the time keeping up the dan ger warning and seeming to grow more' and more excited. They seemed to be following someone below them. Still, Mrs. Bear sat there. . She didn't run as they had expected, she would. Finally RIilt.Icv flew straight over her. "Run Mrs. Bear 1 Run 1 .r be shrieked. "A hunter!. A hunter!" Mrs. Bear looked ud at Blacky, and In her shrewd little eyes was a gleam of something very like amusement. Then she dropped down and instead of run nlng. began to dig for roots again, pay IRnii, Mrs, Bear, nui!" he shrieked. "A Irdntert A hunter!" ing no moref attention to BlacKy ana Sammy Jayr than if they hadn't been within ' hearing..., Blacky . and Sammy screamed until they were hoarse. Finally, Seeing that Mrs. Bear kept calmly on with her digging, they gave it up and flew on to talk.lt over and wonaer wny thev had failed -to frighten Mrs. Bear. Thv couldn't ; understand u at an, " "Do you suppose some one has told her that we had planned, to scare her out of the Green Forest r asked Sammy, "I don't know," confessed Blacky. She acted as if she knew Just what we were doingV . ' " - - r - All this time Mrs. Bear wa chuckling to herself as she dug out roots and ate them, i "Those -scamps thought they could scare me,"- she muttered.; "They are smart rascals, but the smartest over look thlngs i sometimes. They forgot that I have a good nose and that the wind was blowing - from them toward me. There-wasn't anybody there at all. Had" there' been I .-would have -smelled them. I wonder - what - they tried that trick for?" -..j--. , - V'"' Then she remembered the . hints ' Old Man Coy6te had dropped. Her eyes be gan to twinkle. "It. looks to me as if some folks are trying to scare me out of the Green FcrenC she chuckled. . "It certainly, looks that way. Just for that I would stay : anyway, even' if I didn't like it here, which . X do." Once again she chuckled, then went on with her digging. - ' ft . ; (Copyright. 1921. br- T. W. Burceu The next story:', Bowser the Hound. : , ' i- 5 ' ) , D '1921 BY Inti. FKATUWt Sewvick. InC -'i-r ' . i i T ii i i i j i.i i . 11 11 v J " ' " 1 ' . ' I' ....... j r - ! . : .. ' . . .. - i H . ' i- " I . . i . ' . i - . .. - .... 1 "J" ' -' '" ' 1 ' i 11 1 1 . 111 - : . ItCwsriaht. 19ZU tyr JWseroatioBal tfeatsre . " . 1 ' rierC S JUugmCni LITTLE JIMMY . - ; U .. t: . - .!' - "' I ! - J j . : ; I :;::::(-MOW WVOU'VH. If" HE TouO MEJTI I . " ? . ' r. S "rr A otEM THfc-v ' ' i hollered OR- . " : "fvii ,i ott. ; r- . ."Ynn OMLi K f. SO DAD . WPsS XT? RA$ED,A FUSS . J itx . (PtJ) ) r AVpr ME ' W 4 ' Yrl ' ! 1 h : H HAD "TDM Jb . S i " ' 1 ' - r z rcopynght. 1821. toy international mtre : ! Krazy Ha JSo Imaguiatior - " . ,. - . Copyright. 1921. by International feature .., . - . Good Advic JERRY ON THE JOB . ' n. ; v. I " "Reddy Fox Brings Four Cases of Beer MontMy Too Much? Queries Dry Agent m ' ' "Washington, March 21.(I.'N. S.) Is four -cases of beer e month too much or too little for the sick? . Prohibition -Commissioner Kramer is wrestling with this question. And should ailing persons, armed with prescriptions, i be allowed to- walk into drugstores, get beer and drink it on the premises? , - , That's another phase, of the new beer problem thrust upon dry enforcers. . Kramer finds the .queries up for deci sion along with a host of Others, as a re sult of. the Palmer opinion which "Bcrapped" the bureau's rules. ,. "Perhaps You Don't Know" say the Good Judge f How long a little oi the Real Tobajco - Chew will last. - . Nor how much gen uine chewing satisfac? tion the full, rich real ' tobacco taste will give. Ask any man who uses theReal Tobacco Chew, He will tell you that " this class - of tobacco will give mqre satisfac tion and ct less cost than the ordinary kind, Put J in twa styles , - W-B CUT is a ong fine-cut tobacco : RIGHT CUT is a hort-cvi". tobacco t ' 1 HON AND DEARIE (Copyright. 1921, by International Feature, Berne, inc. j THE -ffmmk r hop has owe ; GJBSS IT. V r A LADY SEMT'A BOV FlRY C0TS TD BUY- OP OCArJi5S AMD A flOAKTEEJS tJORTH OP PEAttS- K30U) HOU) MAUV P1V HE THE AW5a3ER. IS-HE COT QMS FOI AM801AMCE UX3UU0 VO0 MIUO THAT- I IT.- COlrXl iouanrA BE ABLE TD COESS THAT, I IMA FCUlT 5T0I26 OMCE, JF THAT UJAS MV tOJUUfc WHO1 to -me sToca he'p com ewx WITH ONliOMS AWO SOOAR.lf5 KWOW A 6ETTE2. OXje.- HOW CAM Y00 plvlJD TH2EE APPLES EQUALLY AMOWaST F00 PEOPLE r MAKE APRJe SAUCE! HE ASJi A,SiUTTriAT, 111 v rwccn-r -njM i i HE OOOl-O 00 ' THAT I U' ALGEBRA AMD HE ASKED ME: U)HAT fAT OF E0J20fE THAT COHEDIAM YOU HAfJE (JOAUTiTYoF AWFUL hattie's peoeuEM - l5 .S0nE'5TO)JC4 AS ftP ' uxxn-D :$ay son EOMrJETS, THEVXL AK-V- C&TM 1 '1 ivc : i.i . 1 - . R . .. I '.,'' Mental Athletic ADDED 'ATTRACTION! um uWT voa ALLTOJOIU iJ TNG CHORUS iOHEW 5l;er. voiced JEfOJJlE 5IrJiS ' VW'T BUArJy Mt2 MUSIC THE PIAJOO CCES back to-day;' ABIE THE AGENT ICopyTighV 1921. by InteroatioDal s'eatur Serrice. Inc.) He Should Be Running a Baker;