THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH; WEDNESDAY, JUNE 6. 1923
FRECHES
BEFRIENDS
ZING
AW
TH' OLD TATTLE-
TALE
YAAA-FRECKLES
WENT AN' HIT
ME ON THA
HEAD WITH.
A ORANGE.
HURRY= DONT
POKE ALONG LIKE
AN OLD MAN --
DO AS I
SAY!
HOW LONG D'YA SPOSE I HAFTA SIT
ON TH' CHAIR,
MOM ?
STOP ASKING QUESTIONS IF YOU DON'T WANT
ME TO COME UP THERE WITH A STICK.
CAN. I COME DOWN NOW ?
NO-GO RIGHT BACK. AND SIT ON THAT CHAIR.
DO I HAFTA SIT ON TH SAMME
CHAIR THAT
I WAS
ON?
WHEE
NOW, YOUNG MAN- MARCH RIGHT UPSTAIRS
AND SIT ON
THE CHAIR IN
MY BEDROOM
AND DON'T
YOU MOVE
UNTIL I SAY
YOU MAY.
AW
GEE
BETTER
GO AN ASK MOM IF I HAVE TO
SIT HERE-
Ho,
MOM.
YES!
ALL RIGHT BUT I'M SITTIN' ON YOUR NEW
HAT:
ERVICE
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