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A VOAKE VP AMO I LOOK AX TV* AT EACE \ \ TVAtTJK AA\ AT A \MAS<*v)EVASE E.AEL m ' ■ "" ABIE THE AGENT_ a good head for business Dr,wn for Tb',°™hb*,?ee by Hcr,chfeld Hou3 ABQJT \X \ I PO&\YtV)0.#fcU^MUNt*wlN ^ abe =t>o you' \ Business.You ^otto mix* THIMVt UJE OUGHT AROUWb AS much as . To C^>To THAT POSSIBLE! I'U MEET Y*U V AFFAIR TbNItiHT.-y V ■ BUT VM LIABLE To \B^A UTTLE LATET^ y cry. ijcmkt ^ tduqm V AFTA\RTH'& l&!M - MOO, UJH ERE HERE h ' ■v-‘o>-'^ » ^SjQMUNo^^tete To WHOM ARE Too > To WHOM?? ) \ NEOER&EEu Vou / BEFORE Ik) MYr^l uRE -WHAT A / .'Q NERVE ••• fip f a Fine partner \■ u. S^MukD,our. , 'you ARE , ABET- ' ' BUS'kFSS CCMES GJHAT t>oTou WEAK FIRST * Ik THE BT SAHkQ TOO " BUST SEASOk* TtU t>lt>KiT kkOtO ME, KkOUl, THAT u,’E \ when i rush© Both cant be V T© ^ou AWAV FROM the VHBP!1'' _ CFl ICE AT THE ^AME time: \\J ISLEEPY-TIME TALE $1 l| <v. .*» I [JIMMY IRABBIT 30NCE MORE CHAPTER XXX VIIJ. Getting Acquainted. The Rabbit family hadnit lived long in their new home before ail the Indies in the neighborhood began to call upon Jimmy Rabbit's mother. Mrs. Rabbit was greatly pleased when her nearest neighbor came to see her-r-and borrowed the family dining table. Jt was the only one Mrs. Rabbit had. Hut she said she didn't mind that. She told her hus band and her son. Jimmy, that they could easily eat off the floor for a few days. "My floor," said Mrs. Rabbit, “is alwajui spick and span. I keep it per fectly clean." AA'elJ, Mr. Rabbit and Jimmy didn't oj X;ua[d sr.w ajoqi su ituo[ os vuca eat. But before they enjoyed their first meal off the floor another neigh bor called upon Mrs. Rabbit. This dame, at the end of her call, bor rowed all the knives and forks and spoons in the house. However, Mr. Rabbit and Jimmy said they didn't mind. They could eat quite well, they said, if Mrs. jla^ildt would just set their meals on the floor. Jimmy Rabbit had a tine time at dinner that day. Nobody said any thing to him about his table manners. How could anyone remind him of Ga ble-manners when there wasn't any table? They had finished their dinner. And Mrs. Rabbit had put everything to lights, when another caller arrived. And this one borrowed every dish that Mrs. Rabbit, owned. "We can get along well enough for a few days," said Mrs. Rabit to her family. “Oh, certainly!" Mr. Rabbit agreed. As for Jimmy, ho was delighted. Nobody could object to his tipping his plate, when he had none to tip. The next day there was a steady stream of callers knocking at .Mrs, Rabbit's door. And every one of them borrowed something or other. Mrs. Rabbit remarked to her husband that evening that she had never lived In another neighborhood where everybody was as frlendfy as In that one. She was very happy, Mr. I!al>h!t stared alt around his homo. Somehow it didn’t look as much like home as it had looked be fore. To tell the truth, there was very litlle left In it. He said noth ing, however, if Mrs. Rabbit wan contented, ho was satisfied. Even his favorite chair was missing. Rut Mr. Rabbit told himself that it would bo back soon. He sat down in a corner and called to his son Jimmy. “Bring mo my slippers—there's a good lad!" Jimmy Rabbit hopped away to gel his father's slippers. And In a short time he hopped back again. “I can't find your slippers any where." he told Mr. Rabbit. •'Oh!" exclaimed Mrs. Kabbltt then. • i forgot to toll you that one of the neighbors borrowed your slipper* to day. She said she would return them In a week or- two, as soon as her husband "This is a bit too much,” Mr. Rab bit said to himself under his breath. Fut he made no complaint that his wife could hear. Indeed he tried to appear pleasant. "How about a little cold snack be fore we go to bed?” he asked bright ly. "I believe there was half a cab bage left from our last meal.” "There was.” Mrs. Rabbit replied. "Cut it's not here now. One of the neighbors borrowed that.” "Oh!” said Mr. Rabbit somewhat sourly. "Oh!” And then ho added "There's that apple jelly that my ’I can’t find your slipper* anywhere.* he told Mr. Rabbit. mother sent me last fall. This would be a good time to open it." "Wo ran’t," Mrs. Rabbit told him. "Another neighbor spied that, and asked me to loan It to her." "You didn’t let hep have It!" cried Mr. Rabbit. "Well—yes, I did,” Mr. Rabbit ad mitted. "You know how hard it Is to refuse a. little favor wh<yi a neigh, bor asks it of you.” * "This business of borrowing has gone too far.” Mr. Rabbit declared. "We’ve almost nothing left here. No furniture, hardly; no cloth**, except vvljat we have on! And that's had enough. Rut when the neighbors bor row food It's time to call a halt. 1 trust”—he went on—"I trust you satVd something for breakfast." "X thought you wouldn't mind go ing out and finding something for us," Mrs. Rabbit faltered. At that moment there was a noise at the door. Mr. Rabbit Jumped up to see what it was. lie was Just In time to catch his nearest neighbors laklng Ihe door off Its hinges. "Whwhw hut's this?" he stam mered. "Wo want to borrow your door," they explained. "Well, you can't." he snapped. "Put It back this Instant! It’s a cold night. Vo you want us to freeze?" "1 told you they wouldn't let us have It," spluttered the neighbor gen tleman to Ills wife. "Hbe would have," said the lady. "Sho will lend anything. There was never anybody like her in this neigh borhood. I was hoping ho wasn't at home." Mr. Rabbit waited there until he saw his door Iri place again. Then he closed arid bolted It. leaving the callers on the wrong side of It. "Did you hear whntithey said?" h* asked Mrs. Rabbit. Who nodded her head. "Th* nelghlmrs," Mr. Rabbit told her. "have been Imposing on us." And she couldn't deny It. My Marriage Problems Adel« Garrison * New Phase of “Revelations of a Wife” I C>>prrighi 19221 The Strange Knrountrr Madge and ' Mrs. Durkee llad at Lunch. "Madge Graham! What do you ] mean by coming Into the city and not stopping off at our house?" Little Mrs. Durkee achieved a pretty and plausible pout, as she bent over me. and regardless of the amused diners around us kissed mo warmly. I have never seen Her FlufTiiiess with out the tribute of amused but ad-^ miring, even tender, smiles from the witnesses of her charming inconse quential little ways. "It's a long story," X said signiil eantly, "and this is hardly the place to tell it. Have luncheon with me now, and then well take a taxi through Central park and talk." Her inlgnonne face, and child like, lather eltish eyes, gleamed compre hension. "I saw the paper*, of course," »he said in a low tone, "and I've been dying to—” "You Can't Mistake Her.” "Please bring my service here,” she broke off to the waitress, with a sinilo which brought an unswerlng one into the rather somber eyes of the girl, "Tell me, is everything all right?” she went on anxiously. "Have you seen Dicky?" "Yes, to both questions," I smiled. "But 1 warn you that we're going to talk about the weather until this luncheon Is ended.” And hold her to that and kindred Innocuous topics I did until we had almost fiulsheil our luncheon, when she lowers?! her voire almost to a whisper, leaning across the table as sho spoke. ‘‘Madge, I believe there s a woman who knows you at a table down the room a little ways. Hlie's a stunning looking creature, as far ns clothes and figure go, although you can see hardly anything of her face because of one of those harem veils the ultras are wearing. Hut she's certnluly been watching you. I want you to see If shn reminds you of anybody. Quick, she's paying her bill now, and you run look at her without her seeing Third table behind you on your right—you can’t mistake her." I turned my head and took a quick furtive glance. As I did so the wo man lifted her head, and her eyes met mine, but only for a second, ns she turned away at ence. Hut that flash ing instant had been enough to turn me sb-k with dread. Surely my memo ry was not at fault. Those lustrous, gleaming eyes belonged lo no woman but Grace Draper. I turned back to Mrs Durkee. pull ing myself together with a mighty effort. 8he was looking at me In frightened fashion, her face paling, even under the lather dainty makeup with which she defies the ravages of the advancing years "You see it, too," she breathed. "Ob' Madge, what shall we do?" "Do? Nothing, just now," I re turned, with a carelessness I devoutly wished that I could fed. “We ll Just wait here uniII wc'r< sure ehi a gone, then go ilswn the oilier elevator, and EDDIE’S FRIENDS_ tiresome game n, f ip they start ’ll and DANCe!-lTS \- —■ - --- TO DANCE I'M 1 MUCH MORE FHjN* J ^ — '-^ I GOING TO TAKE. Besides, t'm trying!/ N'v \ Ta Dr. A _ • j / on, 1 think. thbct\ \ oump gut th t J! f *COLD BE SlMPCfX V W,NPOW, .J ^vexcRcise eor f I t-oveuyi tvhs \ p7,- -*■' three whole / « game is %>stupii>' I 'J® days' / l and henry just \ f yes, let's \ LOVES TO DANCE, ^ ) DAHCEJ TH6 T " * \ PONT VOO, DEAR)? I / aOYSCANMOVC V, £ V y j THE CHAIRS AN3> ) ’ > / A V _-''/ \ table anp ) S { "l'N~ ) • I ~~Z^ \ P'^kupths Ji w --4 v__y ( \ Ru“: rp ^ I - ^ c #r V tEn' .J f I l\ V ^ ~ INC. 2'7 /J jj through ttm tunnel to the hotel, where Well get a tnxl. Decides. we're neither of us really sure that it Is she," "I wish I had nerves like yours, Madge." Mrs. Darken sighed. "I'm till of a twitter." I looked at her searching!)’, caught hy something in her eyes and the contour of her face. She did not look aa well as usual, I decided, and she was patently very nervous. "There's nothing to lie nervous about.” I said calmly. "Kv ii If she is the jierson wro think, she's probably afraid that we'll recognize her. He member. she's a fugitive, with a toe taphorlcal hand reaching for her shoulder all the time." "She ought to have been hanged long ago," Mrs. thirkeo replied with a vicious little click of her lecih, and she made no oilier observation until we were eafely In « taxi, driving up Fifth avenue. "Well, whoever she was, we've dodged her!" elm said In a relieved voice "Now tell me everything about Plckv. I could wring his neck for getting his name In the papers that wax’." "It really wasn't anything much." I said, for not even to so tried and old a friend aa little Mrs Purkee could I reveal anything more of Picky's escapade than was already known. Then I gave her th« version which I had given to the reporters, adding casually; "Indeed, she's with me now In tho dt.v Would you like to go up with me to ace her'.'" Problems That Perplex By BE VrilH'E FAIRFAX KUona: Shak*••pvarc said some thing in one of Ins plays to the ef fect. "Methinks he cloth protest too much.*' When a girl protests an 'iff orously as you do that she will never matrv. others do not t ike her serious ly. I hope you will marry, for as a wife and mother, woman reaches the greatest development of her powers and Idle the most useful place in life. You say few married couples .ire happy. How many unmarried wo men do you know fwhii are perfectly happy? IVrhaps happiness is not our sole goal in life. Isn't it better to lead a useful lift ' Your letter sounds ms though you were a dandy fine girl who is nut going much with the boys and Is try ing to make a loud show of not car ing. I am glad you are not boy crasy. but please don't overbalance yourself In the other direction. It Is perfectly normal and natural for a girl to cate for bo vs. Admit it and then don’t be silly about the boys you care for. It's a nice problem, isn't it? Zeds.- I think « wa . all right for you to accept a C hristmas gift from so gc*od a friend lltjdd>: Since the 10th wedding an nlv*isarv is tin. why not have a tin shower for jour sister's anniversary? Creamed chicken, sandwiches, cake 1 and coffee nmke n good csening lunch con during the winter, llill: Goo.] In. k t'> \ on and yo: r I year-old friend. I think you arc not Kerlour. DON'T Let Anything Prevent Your Sfeini LAURETTE TAYLOR # “Peg o’My Heart” RLMEMIH R Only |'#ur i Mom Poyi | 9 Vaudeville—Photoplay* And Still They Come! 'Seems as though all Omaha has heard about the smashing six act bill at the World this week. “YOUTH” with COMPANY OF 10 i* the Big Headline Attraction ONLY THREE MORE DAYS Vaudeville at 3:20, 6:45, 9:10 See it! 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