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, t SATURDAY, NOVEMBER g. 1821 j THE OREGON DAILY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, OREGON , lb BRINGING UP FATHER By George McManus t , ... . ; v V -x ' .. t ' l- . . laattstafaa .S rMt me. (' -. -- v ' V . t . . t. . , J . .'. IT" f - . iijra an pulrege; thaf what H Is." Polly Ticln harangued heatedly as aha swooped lo T Pur Md pounded the eutapread palm of one han4 With the doublod up fiat of the ether. "Kufe Hotmaa ought to t)h re called ; that's what ought to be don to hlna." "Tou dost tell me," X Paor exclaimed la raply. "What'a ftafe gone 'od did ejow. slapped '8am Martin on the wrtair' "Www than that," .Tolly continued escUadly. "lie sent a lot of potatoes down to the county jail from the county farm that wasn't any bigger than marbles." "la' that what you're goln' to hang him fosT" T. Taor asked. "I thought hod kicked somebody on th shins or something from tho way you're all hat uo,- "A tn't It enough to get you het up? roily flared at him, "tending them poor cooped up men liltla potatoes Ilka that and heaping the tig ones'?" "Maybe Kufs waa trybV to cheer the ' boys up," T. Paer suggested. "Don't hoe onto him 'till you hoar his aide." -Chr m up!"-Tolly snorted. "I'd Ilka to know what's cheerful In potatoes the stse of marble. That's what the ahariff mIiI they waa" "Mayo Kufe thought the bora cotjld play keens with 'em," T. Paer grinned. They ain't got many gamea to paaa tho time wtth up there.' -No, Ra didnX" Tolly leialsted. "He atvet 'am ap there for thoae poor fellows to eat ; JvM think of It" "Tho poor pootleggers P T. Peer la mented. "No wonder the thugs 'nd highwaymen don't 14 lie to atay In Jail." Ton needn't get aaroaeOe," Polly re torted vehemently, "lfi a ahame for rtafs to txpect men to eat little potatoea like that Juat -because they happen to be in jaiL- - "Ain't It though," T. Paer agreed. "The taxpayers oughtn't to feed any spud a to the -poor taints llttlara pun, kin. They ought to hire Bam Martin to tar 'nd feather Itufe 'nd then set fire to him." "Tou can he Just- aa hard hearted as Kofe la If you want to." Polly said dis gustedly "hut the cook up at the Jail ain't" "Ain't hef T. Paer asked curiously. "How tender hearted Is he?" "TnouRb tht be dumped the marbles In the garbage can," Polly declared glaefjjjiy. "He won't stand for no such Inhumanity." "Why should he?" T. Paer answered thoughtful!?. "He don't have to pay far 'era . "He ought to have done It," Polly ar gued. "I don't believa a county as rich as Multnomah ought to feed anybody little potatoes.". - "WHl."iT. Paer mused. "I might get more exerted If I hadn't saw them same spuds in the garbage can." "Did you ri Polly exclaimed incredu lously. '"Wht was you In Jail forr "To give tii spuds-the onco over." T. Paer answered! "They ain't pinched me for anything; yet" "Knock on wood." Polly advised Iron ically, "but what did they look like?" "Aa near aa I could make out" T. Paer answered, "they must of oomo out of the same sack with what Mad bought over to that' exclusive Irvington grocery where we run a bill." "I can't believe it" Polly objected. "They don't aell marbles for potatoes over In Irvington at any of the stores. "I didn't ay they did." T. Paer pointed out. "1 Just said I hefted some In the garbage can 'nd they was trie same aa Ma had me wash for supper a little while after." , "But" Polly insisted!, "they was Httle wasn't they?" "You could get along pretty good with em," T. Paer answered sardonically. "If you didn't get. In too big a hurry 'nd try to swailer 'em whole." " "Well, what do you know about that?" PoUy said slowly. "I thought they wasn't any blgger'n a walnut" "I have a hunch." T. Paer said, "that the Jail's chef eould've served 'em with the Jackets on without their leakln' out through the holes in the collander." "That's no way to serve potatoes." Polly shuddered. "They don't do It ln polite society. , "They go all right with gravy at our house," T. Paer answered, "hut of course maybe that ain't aa high class as the county JaiL" "Tou can cook 'em with the skina on If you want to," FoUy said, "but I ain't so sure but the cook was right" , "Maybe he Is," T. Paer conceded. but I don't believe us fellahs that pungle up the board money for that bunch of bootleggers 'nd bandits in the county Jail really ought to hook It Into Rufe too hard because he Itept the big spuds for the poor devils out to tho T. B. hos pital 'nd sent the little ones to the Jail for rte highwaymen 'nd the hop heads. Do you?" "That ain't a fair question." Polly de murred. "You'll have to ask the' cook." "You wouldn't get a fair answer," T. Paer chuckled. "It's too much Work to peal little spuds when you don't have to pay for W Ljr . tHOOLDHT RON I FOR piNNR AH ORPRltE. HA-HUM.. O! CET OUT CP TH .VS 9 AEOUT TH HOO : H-TVT-MAKft HER FEEU J V - ' ALU ORECO HOOtC TOKIHT AND o t& mTH MANNER- 3 i I' 000- . P f UP-AftECOO ? J VpK IFVOO ORE, ACA1K j KRA2Y KAT laurwtteiisi Testate Krazy's Colors Are Black and Blue if News From the North By Thoraiea W. Bargets. B Lhnkfol If you h a hnae k'rem lueh V not (urc4 to rraoL Mr. UuMk. TKTER RABBIT waa overjoyed to soe Mr. and Mrs. Quack the Mallard Ducks. He had seen them on their way to the Far North in the early rnrtng. and many times he had on- Uered about them and If he ever would fe them again. Now hare they were. v UK their six children. In the. pond cf Paddy the Beaver, and how good It was to see them again. Mr. Quark was aa handsome rs ever with his rreen head and white collar. Mrs. Quack wore her usually modest hr wn suit. Both seemed as glad to see Peter as he wa to see them. "Ilaveyou had a pleasant Journey?" pkd Peter We've had a terrible Journey," re plied Mrs. Quack." "It seems to me It gfs wofpe each year. It Is a mercy any of us are alive. It has been bang. bang. hang, bang by terrible guns ever since we started. . and how we all escaped I don't know." "I lost two feathers from one wing from shot from one of those terrible suns." spoke, up one of the young Quaes. ' Ann i. nave a sore side where I wax hit." added another. "tts net talk about it now. my dears.' Mild Mra. Quack hastily. "It makes ma nhiter Just to think ot what we have Nen throush and what we have yet to I go through. This Is the first place In days where we have felt that we could reel In peace, ao we must make he most .of It." "Aren't you a little earty this fan" "IUv yon had a pleasant ncy ?' asked Peter. Beaver, seeking BfAONIM-Mt SPCLLS OIL asked Paddy the change the subject. ires, we are a bit early." reolied Mrs Quack. "Jack Frost has already started down from the Far North and every body says the winter will he long and hard and cold. That is why we have hurried. We must get down to the Hunny South before It gets too cold for comfort" Paddy looked at Peter and his eves twinkled. "What did I tell you about the wmterT' said he. ' Didn't I tell you that It will be long and hard and cold?" That is what everybody in the Far North says," spoke up Mr. Quack. "Everybody who can is movinr south earlier than ever I have known them tov and those who stay there the year-round ara getting unusually warm coats. J was told that the wrappings of the buds foe next year's leaves are very thick on all the trees, and every body knows that this is a sure sign of a hard winter Old Mother Nature makes no miatakea. end when there is going to be a bad win ter She prepares even the trees for It Did you ae any of my relatives ud merer- asxeo faddy. Yes. Indeed, many of them." ranllad Mm, Quack. "We .slopped in several Beaver ponds on the way down, and ui every one the Beavers were working day and night plastering their houses and getting In an extra supply of fopd. They know what ts ahead of them and they are going to be preoared. Some of their houses have the thickest walls I have ever seen." S.i ' sf9 SZ jT. a I r .1 I I V ; 1 1 ; , .. , llffitiTTntrnttfiinct 1 1 1WV O .fj LITTLE JIMMY 1CwW- "2W i Jimmy Wanted to Make Suret J&JS SfiSInn- C :S VJ7 -- . HE CAN SEE -J ' faSSRi TAaXwAL WSFiT S through Ygu WV ilS sunughtA s?SWv VHVf- ANa i wanted ) 3wv : . for. a 9.1 -mm Hows ( k-rv. ' To 6EH if I NsS v 1 ' JERRYJON THEOB '"''""' ' Putting Her at Eaae"'- ABIE THE AGENT .lOoprrlshu 1B21, t? Intcnutlooal Btrrum, las.) raaiase And Abie Has Witnesses, Too family always did have I do say It" spoke up KM The smile as sue wuiii(,j M d from using j&A Wherever the irriUtion and whatever the cause Rcsinol rarely fails to stop It at bnco Try it yoursefaxfsee '"The Beaver good sense. If Paddy. "Beavers are the -most sensible Deoole I know," declared Mr. Quack. "Thank you.'t replied Paddy. "Some people don't seem to think ao! He looked at Peter Rabbit when he said this. Peter hastily changed the subject 'Ara you going to stop here loner' he asked Mra Quack. "As long as we feel it Is safe to." re plied Mrs. Quack.. "It ts the first place a! nee we started where we have felt wt coaia stop for a real rest" lap. glad.' I mean I m glad you feel teat you can stop here." said Peter. (Copyright till, by T. W. Bar) The next story: Their Home." BasaBanB "The Quacks Tall of i WSU I HW "THE YlrTtoUARSTto .W BE-CVc SMu? fl Vtts QoiMe, To BE SY -rvwXT M-FMR TtoWGKT BUY i qor K trTk3 A J "I s -Kr4U4VW?r iE SAV YUK- A Ve? Voy r New VtIiT "TWSP-1D E1F w i r . . JVJteURT! 15 V""" or Nroi&f - aa ' TOSSU? UOWHNOU vwiw c ir YOU CJkki W foo tost -Nfou p. OVA ME gg J 7 1 vf US BOYS (CoprrJsBt. IB21, bj Intemittnnil Scrtice. lnt raatara What a Fix to Be lit -F R ll E- L WA ? 4 J IRLt. S)OT AMD gVgRT6Ng We htt aM handrrd at oUten happy vtth thaM antrtne Xmrmlmi mm WHat Watchaa. ad a aet to aaika V OU hann. tm (limm Abatiutaly Frae and aant Peatae for atlihig anly 40 pactatea ot Caltforaia Oraflse Staa- at le aaeh. Kaa U aril. Bent Tear tHla at NOW aari mrdmm nmm.r, ss tats win aet inar aaata for same liaav . . tutatkwestera 6apply C'Sk- "Dept. 7t. I SSa Maw KaeianS Ael Laa AiuahX e.n? SAY DO YO0 KMOtO THAT f WAS A DlkTY TRICK OF SHRIMPS TO GST THAT&AS HOUSE TO BEAT YOU OPi' U361X. I OlOHf HAOEUJCtt VKjOSc aAfwTO j rm f7 0K5US (DHIGH IS A no NOt-iwrb, ALL OONT S .. X. 00 SOMSTHiNf JUST" SOS YQO CO0LO THLL VOOtZ , UfiCLB,HUH: e lf wr twTi. rsavuwr sawtes. law- (TS SUCH A PITY TO UiASTE HIM1. P(TVrouWSTE I