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15 THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER . 23,. 1821.. BRINGING UP FATHER By Georco McTiUnin Srf-JHH -THERE, A VAaE H W TAKE IT M THE OREGON DAILY JOURNAL; PORTLAND, 'OREGON - -J" "A - Tpaagjg 'tt'Ba Tfclal OCttoa ' " ' ' ' ' ' y. r ' rr i . . .- -j ir ii, i ir,,';v- l.-V r 1 V r""' " ' ' ' ' ' "' "' ' " ; ' ' fine lettuce up In UTTELLO there, Judge." T. Paer re XI marked g en tally as he sauntered Into the IrapertaT lobby. "1 Just been tip to the eute fair. It's sure a great show, elnt itf "It'd have to' be,", the Judge answered confidently, "Morrow county's got a extra, fine exhibit up there this year." Haa itr T. Paer aeld doubtfully, "l guesa I must of overlooked IV "Overlooked ltr the Judge snorted In credulously. "You're gettia' blind, ain't your "Not thet I knew of." T. Peer retorts ed, "but after I got through lookhV at old Polk county's show I was an tired out nd went to the race." "Polk county!" the Judge sneered. VThat county don't grow much besides! was a hippopotamus if it i f'iH uin - - ' T .. 1, - T Kl. wot 1 n4 IS ftflff ii they growed some Polk this season." r -TNotaln'- compared to Morrow county . the Judge arrued. "Everybody but Heppner folks thought they waa cab- base .'till the out label on. -Say." T. Paer exclaimed, enthusi astically, "you ought to 've saw Tom. Brunt's prise boar. By Solly, it waa big as a whole aausage factory. "I seen it." the Judge said languidly "It waa Just a aucklin' pig alongside of what Morrow county brought down. "Tour'n must a been a whopper, then,' T. Paer insisted. "I'm sorry I missed it." "Wen." the Judge informed hfm. "they had tn hanl him down in a box car by himself nd most people'd 'ive thought he hadn t been ' Jim Hin mustard that I ever beard of "Well." T. Pser grimed. "It can grow that pretty good, can t ItT ' "Fair." the Judge answered, "but ; Morrow county could give it half . Mason neaa start na tnen siun i u n : wanted to.".,. . "Maybe It could. It does pretty good frsUtln' tumble weed." T. Paer answered. "But you ought to seen the punkins ' oft'n Curt H ley's place. They waa . big aa wash tuba" "Waah tubal" the Judge repeated scornfully. "Up around Heppner they . grow so big the kids make dog houses of "em." "That's a pretty good else," T. Paer admitted, "but they had some corn up ' there so high you couldn't reach the IammIs ofrn a chair." That's notbln" to what Morrow county grows, the Judge objected. "Up there it ctowi sooiKtn tney nave to pick u off n a step-ladder. The ears 're as bis as Six Inch shells, 'nd they cook 'em in ' wash boilers 'nd cut the stalks down . with axes 'id use 'em for cord wood in the winter." "That's golh' some sure," T. Paer agreed, "but you can't skin old Polk on spuda They're big around aa your head." "Just marbles." the ' Judge Insisted. "Up to Heppner the women have to peel one of our'n to get it in the oven to take .it. When it's done," he added didactically, "they have to put it on a , turkey platter 'nd serve it in slices."' i anouia mws - incy a rai le ran more'n one stove to get dinner on." T. Peer remarked. "I'll tell you, though. for his rrunt 'nd the ring in his nose." "Well, anyway," T. Paer contended, "they raise some blamed fine cows up in Polk that eive milk that's most all cream." "Oh, yes," the Judge admitted, "they do all right for cheese 'nd . condensed milk, but up in Morrow the milk'a so rich It's kinda hard ".to handle." "How's that?" T. Paer asked curi ously. "All you got to do's churn it, ain't it?" "No," the Judge said, "they have to keep the cows tied up all the time to keep "em from hurtin' themselves." "I shouldn't think that'd be good for 'em," T. Paer objected. "Cows need to rustle a little." "The trouble is," the Judge explained, "the milk's so rich if they walk around much it churns up 'nd cakes their bags." ."I s'pose," T. Pear said sarcastically, "If you Jet 'em out In winter they'd give Ice cream. "I wouldn't wonder," the Judge con ceded. "Morrow county raises some mtrhtv eood all round cows." "They was some niamea gooa norse races . at Salem," T. Paer remarked, seeking neutral ground, " nd some mirhtv fast time made." "Un. huh." the Judge grunted. Weve quit Umln' anything less'n a mile up In Morrow. "Why?" T. Paer asked. "Our horsee 're so fast." the Judge answered imperturbably. "we can't get any watches that'll catch 'em under that "0bye." T. Paer said. "O'bye," the Judge answered. V p 8 KRAZY KAT (Ctvydgbr, im. by IntnmUaMl ranie Unka. Jam.) You Never Can Get Flip With a Turtle 1 jfi: i I ftoy.J.. ABIE THE AGENT jCasviUat, lBii. by latnauktaat IWn An Ad That Cover Everything Boxer's. Bade Awakening . By Tbomtos- w. Barges Ie un Uit you r nfimr rade, ' And on yaw neighbor' don't introfl. Buatsr Bmr. IT WAS a peaceful morning. It was a beautiful morning. In the upper end of the Old Pasture on the foot of the Great Mountain, where the blueberries were so thick that the ground seemed to be carpeted with blue, Mrs. Bear was contentedly eatlne- berries. She had een the two cubs He down for a nap, first Boxer and a few minutes later Woof-Woof. She herself would lie down after she had had tier fill of those deli cious berries. Presently she heard some one coming through the bushes. She stopped eating and sat up to watch. In a moment a black head was thrust out from the bushes. Mrs. Bear dropped down, and went hack to the berries. The newcomer was Buster Bear. Buster stood up for a look around and his eyes fairly snapped with greed as he saw the blue feast spread before him. Then. with a "woof" of greeting to Mrs. Bear he started In to i. enjoy those berries. Meanwhile Boxer, asleep under a bush growing from a little mound, was hav ing dreams. No one could eat aa Boxer had eaten and not expect to have dreams. Boxer had them. Some were good dreams and some were bad dreams, and all were the result of having stuffed his stomach so with blueberries. Buster Bear shuffled along slowly to ward Boxer. Me didn't know Boxer was there. He had no thought for anything but those delicious berries he was strip ping from the bushes aa he moved along. Mrs. Bear kept an ejp on him and moved o.vr toward . him.- She wasn't certain Just what he: would do-should he dls- t vover Boxer asleep there. He -probably wouldn't know that Boxer wag his own son, for he had seen Boxer and Woof "Woot but once or twice' since they were bom, and if be happened to. be feeling cross it might go hard with Boxer un- , less the youngster woke In, time to run 1 away. ; The twbis were big enough now J to keep out of their father's way when - necessary. - - Now, perhaps, you will remember that in that mound just above Boxer's hind feet waa the entrance to the home of a colony of Wasps known aa Yetlow-Jack- : eta. It was a little hole. Just big enough for the Yellow-Jackets to pass through comfortably. It led to a hollow inside " the mound, and tn thia was a wonderful house of the paper which certain Wasps know how to make. Init were many little rooms and In each room was a fat baby Yellow-Jacket. Those fat bablea were. growing very fast and had to be fed very often. So all day long there was a procession of Yellow Jackets en tering and leaving that little doorway in the mound. When Boxer lay down there for a nap he was noticed right away by the Yellow-Jackets. But aa long as he didn't bother them they decided to let him Boxer awoke with a yell. be cried. "Wow!" ( AS fx Remembrance r wvout rri x VJT" : V KtsjEpcmtMEVTr, ? 0 vau. BUY or StLL Jf " , " " ' T ' .ICagragav 1921. ft tatsnutswal rmtum srna aa JERRY ON THE JOB This Is Revision Downward alone So for a while Boxer slept In peace. But by and by he began to get uneasy. That was when he was hav ing a bad dream. He twfbted and squirmed and at last kicked out with one of his hind feet Dear me, that was a most unfortunate kick. It was so. . You see, it brought his foot, smack against the mound close to that little entrance to the home of the Yellow-Jackets just as .one. was coming out. Now Yellow-Jackets are very quick tempered. Moreover, each is armed with a fiery little lance and never hesi tates to use it. This particular Yellow- Jacket - knew nothing about Boxer's dream and thought be had kicked at her. Anyway, be had no business there. So instantly she ran that litti lance of hers into his foot. She stung him ! Yes, air. that is what she did. Boxer awoke with a yell. "Wow !" he cried, and because that sting hurt so he kicked -with ail his might His claws tore away the earth around that little hole. Out poured - the Yellow-Jackets, every one of them fighting mad. (Capyrltht, 12, by T. W. Bursa.) The next story : "A Hot Time in the Blueberry Patch." "P . ' ' ' . . ' rlL te f e LITTLE JIMMY (Copytitt. 121. by tetanuUkaal reatve awriea be.) Let the Joy Commence Two French Brides Of Same Man Agree; Second Steps By Vaited Nti) New York, Sept 19. The war certain ly is not overt . ' Both wives of Joseph JCunSj charged with bigamy, left Icirtroem fast friends. Wednesday. ' - The first Mra Kuna is anxious to re-v gain her husband for the sake of their A standard treatment with thousands who know how quickly it heals the skin Askotfone who has triedit RESI OL ajkdHaaSfM Soorhinq 0 1; 2 -year -old son, and the second Mrs. Kunx is willing to let him go. Kuna, an ex-servioe man, 22, is said to have married the first Mrs. Kuna in France on the night or the armistice.! LAter, tn America, he married the second Mrs. Kunx, also French, -without punc turing the first alliance with a divorce. Kuns was held in S20Q0 bail pending the action of the grand Jury. Like thia Manhattan friendship, but of short standing, are the alliances of John Delaswandro of Brooklyn. He. too, had been to war and wounded. His first wife. who is Scotch, agreed to disagree with him-- When he returned to America. Delassandro thought he would try mar riage again. This time he married an I Italian girt The result was the same. Both : mothers-in-law . are living, and these two women and their respective daughters brought Selaasandro into court ' Wednesday morning. He much the worse for . wear when the smoke clonda cleared and was glad to I nee them go. He also was glad to spend a few hours in jail" until his bail fixed at $1500. - 'DEfcfc ME-MRLS dOKES II I I ( II! t If I I HI 1 I H-YES "DEAR. ARE: (. 5 " ADp-lL- . 'ARE YOU ' AS4 GuSoTDSee PrfeS IMPEND ( WAT ' I Z ! ' " l " , , , N, , gaa rsatwet to -40wnetj tv. limrifi 1 . fmi s 4 J T1 US BOYS Poor Old Eaglebcal: Chaplin Shuffles His Feet Beneath ? Nobleman Table IGaSH EASLE6EAK' SHRIMP vM ANTS THAT 3Qfi AVDFOL 8A0 Rtlr sm niV n xj yT-t-' ' ww . iw ru t u7 furr .vjin , AND HtS AFRAlOTO ASK IP. Lympne. Knilatid. Sept. 29. (I. X. S.) Charlie Chaplin, famous moving picture I comedian, was the guest today -of Sir Philip .Saasoon. former secretary and eonfidante of Premier UorJGeorge, and one of the wealthiest young noblemen in England. Sir Philip entertained Premier Lloyd George and Premier " Briand of ranee wnen me inter-allied supretrw council met here at the Sassoon reel denea, " - - - - Boy. WANTED DORCAM AND (To, j 1 7&r. GEEUiHCZUIrTpOKW CrQT rlRcu, fWM.Tnc MOOHTUJrril THE JOB. I J TUJAMT I0EA OF LAYflfT? ISACHAHeEToBOST NOSE fcRTKilHTO rf iyi XtW DON'T I I f ISACHAHSEToeosn 1 i