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MUTT AND JEFF

WHAT'S THE TROUBLE, JEFF?

I'M SORE! I WENT TO THE BANK FOR A LOAN AND THEY WOULDN'T LOAN

ME THE AMOUNT

I ASKED FOR!

HOW MUCH

DID YOU ASK

FOR?

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ASKED FOR A LOAN OF $5,000!!

$5,000? HOW

MUCH DID THEY OFFER YOU?

TWO BUCKS!

“THE CHINA MAIL, OCTOBER 31, 1988.

TWO BUCKS?)

*** By BUD FISHER

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HOBART was in love with Then it was over. The scene chang-

at his elbow. and sang and laughed; a girl with Voices were a golden hair and smiling brown eyes. He turned at the sound of a voice.

He had seen her once

as The A girl stood above him. He jerked whirled through her dance at the char- himself away from the memory ity ball then she was gone.

got clumsily to his feet. That was more than six months ago. "Hello, Sally," he said. "I didn't For Lance it was six months of dream- know you were here." He was sud- of Sally's exquisite ing, six months of ecstasy and des- denly conscious pair, six months of loving only a beauty, suddenly ashamed as thoughts memory. The picture was still there of how he had neglected her of late vivid, clear-alluring. It was this, and came crowding into his mind. He was the faint hope that some day his search glad that she was real, glad she was for her would result in success, that here to talk to him. He felt lone- fanned the smoldering flame of his some. love.

"I came over with Nate," Sally was saying. "Just stayed to 800 Mrs. Sally Halliday regarded herself in Vardo dance. She was good, didn't

and frowned. She was you think?”, black-haired and black-eyed, with the Lance stared. "Mrs. Vardo!" he figure of a Venus. The frown which gasped. "Nat-not-",

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her thoughts provoked added to her Sally arched her brows. "Of course. beauty.

She dances at all the charity, affairs. "Sally," she said, pouting her lipa, Makes a hobby of donating her ser- “It looks as though you're going to vices to such; things, since che retir- lose the only man you ever loved. That ed from the stage. Poor dear. She's is," she went on, wrinkling her fore- past forty, you know."Na head, unless you do something about Lance gulped. He tried to straight- it quick. I suppose if you had any en out the tangle of thoughts that sense you'd not bother with Lance Ho- were rushing through his mind. Va- bart. He's a 'idiot and very foolish, guely he knew that Nate, Perkins had passing you up for a cheap dancing come up and was leading Sally away.

By Barbara Ann Benedict

He went

is

girl. However, this is merely a pass- Suddenly things” cleared." ing fancy with Lance. He'll come stumbling across the floor. back and be glad to have you. Right "Look here," he said, grasping now, your problem is to get him back Nate by the arm. "I say, Nate, before he makes a complete fool of this just right-taking my girl out? I himself."

"He saw Sally's questioning eyes Sally slipped an evening wrap over and faltered. "Forgive me, Sally, I her, sheer black and gold gown, and didn't intend to be rude. But-but, surveyed herself once more in the after all, we're engaged, you know. It mirror. It was at this point that she doesn't look right.” heard the front --doorbell ring, ・・

Sally turned and hurried outside.

She descended to find Nate Perkins Lance and Nate followed. “I thought,” awaiting her. "Hello, Nate. I'm said Sally coldly, that you were oc- ready and eager to get it over with, cupied with a dream. Nate asked me You're sure he'll be there?" she asked to go, and ?? ang anxiously.

Nate grinned from the doorway, and "Positive," Nate laughed, "And, at length shrugged and turned away. Sally, you look stunning. If your plan It wasn't very exciting watching Lance doesn't work, you can consider me a Hobart make an idiot of himself over candidate in Lance's place."

a -girl.

·

Ten minutes before the curtain went "Sally, Sally," Lance was murmur- up Lance Hobart found himself ner- ing. "Dreams

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are. so foolish, And

vous and perspiring freely: Now that you're real!"

his search had ended, now that he had (Copyright, 1988, By The Associated found his memory girl, now that the Newspapers).

moment ⠀ of her appearance was at

hand, he wasn't sure that he was equal

to it. Down in the pit of his stomach he had a queer feeling of despair; a strange fear gripped him, fear that she would not fulfill his dream-picture. At last the lights dimmed; a hush fell over the place; the orchestra swung into the familiar, pulsing, chan- ting tune of the dance.

Lance's hands gripped the table: The curtains parted. A girl in him- ring white glided into the glare of the spotlight. She poised a moment in mid-jare, a picture of personified race, then she was moving, rapid nically, breathlessly.

aven riveted themselves on body as the spot-light follow- scroft the stage. It was she, his hut now a living, breathing

She was like a flame with read bent against the ing, undulating, living

suddenly changed

not. There was no one and the girl. She was through the Biranched out his arm

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