, t SATURDAY, NOVEMBER g. 1821 j
THE OREGON DAILY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, OREGON ,
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BRINGING UP FATHER
By George McManus
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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
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KRA2Y KAT
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Krazy's Colors Are Black and Blue
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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."
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JERRYJON THEOB '"''""' ' Putting Her at Eaae"'-
ABIE THE AGENT
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And Abie Has Witnesses, Too
family always did have
I do say It" spoke up
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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:
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