TUB OREGON- DAILY JOURNAL,
By George LIcr.Ia.r-""
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T. PAER WECKLEST HIM
8V RALPH WATSO
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- iv - . ; : l BRINGING -UP FATHER . !
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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
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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
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HON AND DEARIE
(Copyright. 1921, by International Feature,
Berne, inc. j
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