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F J U U A V , J U L Y 1. 1927 ■a*» MICKIE, THE PRINTER'S DEVIL -‘ I H • * ' "P O J , Bv Charlr. Soghiw ('«P O S E t SMOOtDMT UAFF, BUT I CAWr HARCX.T H t l P r r » t u ' t i g h t e s t m a u iu I V W U t U WOMT MEMTIOW m s M AM *)« MES" ALWAYS BKAtrCrIU' MOW M U CH C H EA P ER MC k lU B U Y AWAY FROM HOME « (ME J E S T TVLIUWS ME WU> / ■1 . J . 'l i Retribution C n es te r tv a y OUt STAY* Aujr sévir M M fern» rrt W D M »M «T CDs«* on, ItHOOC ISLAMO . ^ua STKt TiM6 out hu « « y ! m e drove to a UEARBV tSTTV AMD « P E U T t m e PAY MOMT1M« B A R G AIMS ■ ME FU4ISW6D VslITVA A MET SAVIkki OP * 2 ST (BUYlUcc SMOAWOAU G o o d s ) a m o vuitm m is a r m s F lA C O P s u u o t .c s , \uewr t o HIS «SAR. «MA* MA' MA' MA'. (H E R E 'S WM E R E TM E B 'G FINNEY OF THE FORCE THE ESSENTIALS V b p sce n e s Mr H. laiwe Scribbler. the great novelist, was In a very hod temper “ Illesa lily aunt I” he shrieked to Ills open inoulhed wife, as she stood Iu the doorway. "Kvery time I try to setti* down and do a spot of work I nml that aoimdiody Ima been meddling with luy materials!” “ What's uilaalng now, dear?" asked th* wife. "That new detective novel I bought and my tobacco Jar,” he growled. « " t t 4 S3lO A STINGING VINE VAUGM 0EGHMS) By F. (X LUunJrr His Native ïivrbOvrt 'H M it C l\ riAPlHl? m A5A 0« ONI Y yOC VP , BcT T m » na O* ■V-l YyÇH-OTte1 Longwed Just wed says Ida w ife Is a true clinging vine. M'everwed -S h j sure la. And poison Ivy, at that. Service An artl.t could noi turn IS. trick Of «ffurl .ad er funny, Ha Uarn.d to lay a row of hrlek And Mtrn.d him ..If anni. mon.y. A Small Point Wlffe—So your client wn. acquitted o f murder. On what grounds? lawyer- Insanity. W* proved that has father had spent five year* In an tuaan* asylum. “ But he hadn't, had he?" “ Yea II* was a doctor ther*. but w* aaw no necessity uf hrluglug that fact o u t" Not Alwaye Sure Candidate (on stump)— My frlenda how shall We get out o f Itila bed of thistle* on to the bright plains o f our desires? Ex cuddle—Take a niblick, guv'nor. Proof Positive “ Jlin used to I»' a great sportsman, la he reconciled to married life?" “ I think so. t culled on him recent ly and found him sifting aahea through an old tennis racket." Noi a Bad World She -Everything was lost In tha Ore. H * - Don't worry, dear; It could ha «surs«-. Somebody might have saved tha radio your muniti gave us. O. K. THEN THE FEATHERHEADS By Otborne Thanks Just the Same VeöiiiechäaS" T o b le ô .—• / r v ììjì okU W IL C V M A ) ciSTA iN that n < U t WKQi. * VkW THAT His Tar*«« C»oLt> Tgu. HIM, “ You should never nmrry a girl un less she hut a special calling." "Well, my girl la a téléphona op erator.” *lf LI«« TM*S yO WILL »*'•- iaj TBAJO *0 »»•«• YH* ••ST e s .» o» » '« * • • MO ««V* T|«Ml YO “ KiWlOn C»p)o«0. gi « ca j»_ c u i# . ■ y^if Impersonation» L l t t l « Willi»» I n a f u n n y And • o r t n t r l a H t t U w a i f . B w a l l o w v d a l l h la a l a t a r ' a iin»n#*y— B a l d t h a t h a w a a “ p t a y l f i * an f a . M Experience Robert— What makes yon think that I hay* loved another girl before you? - Mutilila—Bemuse you nlwuya feel for pins before you hug me.—Putti- Under. The Clancy Kids Half-Hour Turns Olbba— Ruin, sunshine, sleet and •now all In one day. Isn't the weath er villainous? Dllibs— Villainous Isn't the word; U's vaudevlllulnous. Chippy Thought The* 'd Sell L i io Peanuts /ü ~ V She Fooxle» ‘Annette, you seem uiwet.” Yea. Algy lost fits) on the races yesterday." "Waa that your fault?" "N o, but he took me along as his mascot." Exception» By PE RCYT. CROSBY Nick—If a fellow has the money ha can gat anything just H im way ha wants It. ’ Illrk—Well, I don't agree— consider the soft helled eggl © 6v th. MrCI'jr. N«w,paper Syndicat* that Is?” Brlcktop—"Dunno. Must be highbrow for taxicab. Jonesy can't afford a car o f his own.” NOT REAL THING A Victim of Nerve» Mrs. Owens— I am the victim of nerves. Mrs. Ot;e—Yon are? Mrs. Owens—Yes. I need a new outfit, ami when I asked credit o f tba dressmaker and milliner they had the nerve to refuse. tv.il •nesy sityt ne’, hern luì • nr iitnxln Wotidfr \\ She Could Do ft A boarding honse servant left to get married, and her sister, a big, strapping girl o f seventeen, fresh from the country, came aa a "tein- porjiry” In her place. “ Do yon think yon will he able to attend to the gentlemen all right?" the landlady asked her. "O h, yes.” she replied readily. "At home I helped mother to look after Mil cows and 107 pigs.” Right Drei» • oij seen Month's new eve- Jennie—"I dd Maggie— “If sh “ Bv and bv” bear» no date. Signal» Off l Broune—What t Yon lost $2(1.2.* nt bridge this afternoon? How did It happen? Mrs. Broune—It wasn’t my fntilf. My partner scratched her nose with the wrong finger. terfelt bill.” ' it does It look like?” In most pluces It's very like U fo Is o mirror. Try smiling nt It HIGHER ALL THE TIME Other Way Arouna Barnes I make my son practice four hours each day. Rod— Hteivens, mnn, you'll make him hate, music so much that he will give It lip. Barnes— Fine! That's Just what I want. Leary Jones—“ What Is high finance? Brown—"it'lgurmg the coal of living.' "Do you believe In love nt first sight r “ Well,these *(rlke-nnywhere mute lies are sometimes dangerous.”