Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 August 1941 — Page 14

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OUT OUR WAY

TIT T oR, T™ PRAGTICN To Noll ge’ A BUGLER! THEY GIT OUT OF WALKIN'’ POST AN’ LOTSA OTHER DUTY -- I'M GOIN' TO PRACTICE MY HEAD OFF AT HOME AN' GIT OUT OF A LOT OF THAT BUCK PRIVATE STUFF’

SATURDAY, AUG. 23, 1941 | By Williams

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

«By Raeburn Van Buren | AM GON' TO GIVE YOU A SHAMPOO, HERE'S AN INTERESTING WHICH WILL DEVELOP, AMAZIN'LY ENOUGH A POSTCARD THAT CAME FOR NOU INTO A PERMANENT WAVE # YoU'LL 75 WHILE YOU WERE AWAY | T LOOK HORRIBLE O'COURSE-BUT ITLL SAYS: "HELLO, OLD THING { HOW CONVINCE YOUR FRIENDS HERE ZA, DID YOU MAKE OUT WITH THE 7 THAT WE'VE REALLY 777 WIDDA ? SOME FUN, HUH Zw J «GOT A MILLION Z\ HA HAM T5 QIGNED / SS "BROTHER JAKE /"

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ABBIE AN' SLATS With Major Hoople

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WELL, TM GLAD YOU'RE DOING HOME WORK, EVEN TO GET CUT OF SOMETHING! YOU NEVER WOULD TO

\ GET INTO SOMETHING! /~ 0 “2 7 3 f

MAYBE WE CAN'T BUT WERE

YOU CAN'T HOLD US HERE AGAINST OUR WILLY DOIN’ IT 2

STOP SQUIRMIN'! AND IF ANY OF YOUR BUDDIES TRIES TO STOP THIS ILL HAFTA PARK ONE ON TE \ HIS CHIN, WITH DEEP

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= THeEYVE ASSAULTED RODNEY--THEY\E TERRORIZED US. THIS WILL MEAN A “Yom STIFF JAIL SENTENCE 7 1 Hi 2 FOR BOTH THESE YL \ LUNATICS 7/7

AND NOW GENTS- IN ABOUT FIFTEEN WNUTES - YOU WILL SEE A RORTUNE EORMIN' ON MR. BIRDSEEDS HEAD

: Me NEWEST INVENTION 2 | HiT HIM LIKE " LIGHTNING =

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LI'L ABNER —By Al Capp

C7THE ONE WITH THE LEAVES IN HIS WHISKERS LOOKS THE EASIEST —*) “AHEM?

I WAS JUST ) YO

THANKS TRE. GOING IN

ARE. YOU SURE YOU'RE THROUGH WITH IT?

BUT-YOLL. HAFTA PAY FO’ HER DINNER, AN’ TH’ LOVELY LADY LOOKS LIKE SHE GOT A APPY-TITE. LIKE A HAWG 7]

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SERIAL STORY

By JERRY BRONDFIELD

YESTERDAY: Barbara Dugan for questioning his judgment in the business deal. They a ride with Larry, Barbara's steadiest suitor, and! after Dugan leaves them, Larry tells Bar-| bara that he remembers where he has | seen Dugan before—as a football here in| newspaper pictures, He that Dugan's percentage of Indian blood is very slight. before retiring, bility of turning her charm more fully on! Dugan te bring Larry around.

—By Bushmiller

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CHAPTER SIX BARBARA WAS awakened the following morning by a violent! pounding on her door. | “Hit the deck,” a muffled voice said. “You're taking me sightsee-| ing. Remember?” It was Dugan, and she remembered then his self-extended in-| vitation of the night before. “You're crazy,” she called sleepfly. “its only 3 ovclock. Come back in three days.” “I'll be back in three minutes with a pail of water,” he threatened. She got dressed. an appreciative eye which Dugan cast over her. From the. tip of her blue and pink slippers to the crown of her royal blue picture hat she was the most radiant thing he had seen in New York. Or anywhere, he decided. “I'll probably spend my time looking at you, rather than the] high spots of New York,” he said] bluntly as they started out in her car. “Thanks, but you all this, vou fraud.” “Fraud?” *Sure. Larry Grover told me 4 few things Uncle -Hank forgot to mention. So you're an Indian, are you? A big, bad, blood-curdling Indian who was going to make me thankful for all those starchless palefaces who haunt my doorstep.” Dugan studied her profile as they drove. There was a grin on his own face as he replied. “Look, beautiful. I don’t dis-| agree with my boss. It was your] Uncle Hank's idea, and he in-| sisted on my co-operation.” “Don’t think for a minute,” he] continued, - “that I particularly like the idea of providing your social | picture with a change of pace.! Especially when I was told beiorehand that I probably would find you an intolerably spoiled but un-| h _— ZZ = - Si commonly beautiful wench.” . : 4 + WHE A s NT She gasped. i A WA TRANSFERRED FROM RANDOLPH J “Unquote, Uncle Hank,” he] WONDER L., FELD! TLL BE HERE FOR Ss BEACH 29 grunted, “but I'm inclined to agree.”| vi ay DID YOu GET SOME TIME / ] SWIMMING WT SORIA gen EEE , “And if you must know,” he went| } So i WH AND HIMSELF A F D ee a) IB z 0 2 on evenly, “I'm not a fraud. There £3 Nase if . / BRING HER 7,30 hi IS Indian blood in my veins, and | ALONG / Im proud of it. A rg father of mine married the daugh-| ter of a Pawnee chief. Since then! we've stuck to the Irish. { “Then where do you get this Chief Leaping Water business?” “Strictly on the legitimate. 1 spent most of my life with Indians. | I was practically raised next door] to a reservation . . . lived, played,|Went her one better with a T1. She fought with Indian kids. When 1 knew she was licked when her eye

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RED RYDER

[HE SHERIFFS GOING TO PULL THROWGH, CHARLENE , AND HE SAYS HARPER SHOT HiM=--= NOT YOUR | FRIEND SLIM. re

GET AWAY,RED--YOURE RIDING INTO A TRAP?

8 SO HE WON'T LVE LONG ENQUGH © SWEAR. HARPER'S pA CATTLE RUSTLER /

HARPER'S 4 LEADING A

4 HOW COME “That's the first thing my wife hit when she learned to drive!”

HARPER FELLAS GETTUM SLIM

THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson

And it was

’% serve don’t desery WASHINGTON TUBBS II —2By Crane [LUCIFER STRUTT, GENERAL MANAGER OF McKEE INDUSTRIES: FF = peopl Ni 2 q VA KNEW WHY I BUILT THIS HOUSE, WHAT A JOKE IT WOULD BE STRUTTS FOLLY.ee A WEDDING PRESENT TO HIS BRIDE!

WEDDING PRESENT FOR THEMe.e A WEDDING PRESENT FOR THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS AND THE SAP WHO

\_HER FROM ME! = : =

KID! THAT BRAINLESS MIDGET! THAT IMBECILE ¢ IN ONE NIGHT HE BLASTED EVERY DREAM AND HOPE 1 HAD, ROBBED ME OF A BRIDE, SIX MILLION DOLLARS, AND THE CONTROL OF

WAY, ow! TL Tl MR STRUT. MY BACK AND 1 ALMOST} PREYENDw.. } SIONT 022

D \ wHicH ALFRED NOBEL. swaeeep \ WITH GUN-COTRON DISSOLVED IN ETHER-ALCOHOL. & LED TO HIS DISCOVERY oF HIGH EXPLOSIVES USED IN MODERN WARFARE.

(AND NOW 1 MUST SWALLOW MY PRIDE AND BUY A STOLE

T. M. ReC. Y S. PAT. OFF. =

THE ART OF PHOTOGRAPHY | 1 IS BUT LITTLE MORE iy THAN JI) /00 YEARS OLD.

I'o LOVE To Go, FRECKLES ! 1s IT ALL RIGHT IF 1

—By Blosser |

CAN MY FRIEND \ MY GOSH, JUNE ---AT WEAR A PAIR OF

ITS FRECKLES, JUNE--~ YOUR. BATHING

HE WANTS You TO GO

Cy IS PIG -IRON SO-CALLED

ANSWER—Because the moiten metal is run into a long mass with shorter pieces attached at right angles , . . somewhat resembling a sow and her suckling pigs. .

wasn't seeking any at

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graduated from college they in-| ducted me into the tribe as an hon- | orary chief. Now then, if I'm not| too objectionable, start showing me| the wonders of the modern cliff dwellers.” > » un z TEN HOURS laier they were on their way back, the lights of Manhattan in the distance. “Some island,” he mused. “Not bad fe $24 and a string of beads,” she .observed. “That's what the Dutch gave the Indians for it, you know.” “I know. Typical, wasn't it? The palefaces started trimming them then, and they’d still be at it down fn Oklahoma and elsewhere if the Government hadn't stepped in to| protect their oil lands.” They were quiet for a few moments with only the purr of the powerful motor in the air. Then Barbara broke the silence. “Well, if we've exhausted the Indian subject, how about some golf tomorrow?” “Have to be at your uncle’s office tomorrow morning, but okay about 2 in the afternoon,” he said mechanically. And then in a surprised tone, “Oh, you play golf?” She bristled. “For your information, I've never played with a man I couldn’t beat. Also for your information, I shoot in the high 70s and I'll bet you a good ducking in the pool that I beat you.” “I've only played twice this year and I'm a little rusty, but I may be able to make it interesting. It’s a date and a pet.” She shot a beautiful 78, but he

followed his opening drive, which cleaved the fairway in two, 275 vards down. But what really got her was the manner in which he merely smiled patronizingly every time she made a good shot. In-| stead of complimenting her, he gave her a superior glance and bettered the shot with his. “Tell me,” she said somewhat petulantly as they walked off the 18th green, “is there no end to your talents? With what am I to be surprised next?” 2 ” ” HE GUIDED HER to a table underneath an umbrella on the clubhouse terrace. “Frankly, I've just about exhausted them,” he said with | mock seriousness. “There isn’t much! more I can guarantee. I'm

the clean, wholesome, outdoors type, you know. For instance, I've never had a talent with women.” “Too bad,” she said “Nothing you couldn't though, is it?” “With alittle of the proper encouragement, maybe.” There was a grin on his face as he said it, but his eye .looked straight into hers, and she was the first to lower her gaze. “Sorry,” she said, recovering the slight measure of composure she had lost. “Sorry, but I don’t see any forthcoming in the near future.” He made quite a business of examining the glass of lemonade be held in his hand. “I didn’t

cynically. develop,

She stiffened. He had led her to a neat little trap, and she had tumbled right in. So he didn't want encouragement, did he? Well, Mister Dugan Blake, she didn't think acting was one of his talents, and that look he had given her indicated he wasn’t quite telling the truth! And then she wondered how she should describe the tingle which the sudden little observation had given her. At any rate, it would be fun making him change his mind. But just for the fun of it, of

course, she told herself. : (To Be Continued)

(All events, names and characters in this story are fictitious.)

HARRISON, N. J.. MAN HEADS FIRE CHIEFS

BOSTON, Aug. 23 (U. P.).—Fire Chief Andrew T. Callahan of Harrison N. J., was elected president of the International Association of Fire Chiefs at the 69th annual convention yesterday. The election of Chief Callahan, who has been second vice president, became automatic when first vice president W. Ralph Williams of Fresno, Cal., resigned the presidency as soon as he was elected to it. Chief Williams is retiring shortly as Fresno’s chief. Chief Art Baker of Lewistown, Mont., was elected first vice president. The 1942 convention will be held

really expect any, In fact,” I x

at Grand Rapids, Mich,

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—By Marti

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( BELIEVE ME,T’ CERTAINLY GLAD WE'RE ON OUR. WAY BACK TO THE TWENTIETH CENTURY AT LAST!

YOU KNOW, OOP) IVE GOT A FEELING WE'VE NOT SEEN THE

MAGIC BELT ALLEY'S WEARING!

GORILLAS TO LAY AN AMBUSH

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