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MUTT AND JEFF

MUTT, I WANT YOU TO MEST CHIEF 500GI, THE WILD MAN

OF THE

CIRCUS!

Page

THE CHINA MAIL, AUGUST 16, 1939.

By BUD FISHER

WHAT A HEARTY

CHIEF 50001, CH?

GOOPLE GOOPLE GOOPLE!

LAUGH! I WONDER

WHAT'S AMUSING

HIM!

I'LL ASK

WHAT'S

?

GOOPLE GOOPLE BOOPLE!

HE SEZ

?

YOU GOT

A BEAK

HIM! I

SPEAK

HIS

LINGO!

LIKE A

RHINO!

RHINOCEROS

Very Dark Blooze

"Kindly rest on your oars, Timothy. That contraption is getting you nowhere. And it squeaks. And the Eton Boating Song is not in the key of D.”

What's up, Pater? Got a head ?**

"Lize a gasometer, Very pain- ful. And that noise you're making goes through it like a pneumatic drill."

"Wan't I on the warpath by your side? And look at me — no more hangover than an innocent little child.”

“Well, it's not natural. It just

proves that the Devil looks after his own.

»

"I look after myself, old son. Last night I took a sizeable swig of Rose's Limo Juice-before hitting the hay.. That's how to kill off the aftermath of alcohol.”

“You wouldn't lead me up the garden, Timothy ? ”

Peter, you wrong me. I've seen the light and I'm passing on the sip."

“Then, if you will kindly step ashore, we will seek out a vendor of Rose's. It's time I fell into "good habits."

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THE DAILY SHORT STORY

MAN AFRAID

Involuntarily Loraine screamed stopped short. "Good heavens, man! when she saw the cougar. She had Where's your rifle?" dome upon it unexpectedly, crouched Bill grinned. "I'm just as good on a ledge above the trail. Instinc- without one. Couldn't hit the side of tively she knew it was prepared to a barn door, and it was pretty heavy spring. She watched it in a horrible to carry." fasenation, unable to move, to lift the rifle to her shoulder.

And

Again Loraine felt that wave of re- pulsion. That was his excuse. such a weak excuse.

Then she heard a crashing in the bushes off to her left. Ted Locke had They went on and separated, and heard her. He was coming to her Loraine, having been assured by Ted rescue. Ted was the best shot in the that there'd be no cougars for an hour state of Wyoming. She prayed he yet, came around a bend and saw the would reach ber side in time.

great animal crouching above her...... And in these few split seconds while Watching, praying, Loraine strug- she waited, her body rigid in a sort gled mightily to overcome the paraly- of paralysis, the events of the past sis with which she had been stricken. week paraded through her mind. She She managed to half lift the rifle, and was glad, oh so very glad, that she at that moment the cougar leaped. had been nice to Ted Locke, for her She had a vivid horrifying picture of life was now in his hands.

the great tawny body hurtling through A roaring

He was a Westerner, this Ted Locke, space toward her. Then

a tall, bronzed, handsome cowboy em- sound filled her ears.. She closed her ployed by the T Cross ranch where she eyes.

was spending her vacation. He was She opened them to the sound of the sort of man that most girls, born Ted's laughter. He was standing be- and raised amid the conveniences of side her, smoking rifle in his hands. a. large city, dream about and read Ten feet away the animal lay sprawl- about and whose existence they doubt. ed on its side in the trail. And be- It was as though he had stepped from tween her and the dead beast was a book of fiction.

Bill Beddington. All colour had left The morning after her arrival. Lo his cheeks. His eyes were wide and

By Vic Yardman

raine watched Ted Locke break an terrified, but he was there, between outlaw bronco down at the corral. The her and the cougar, a sheath knife sight thrilled her. She watched him 'clasped in his hand..

perform tricks with a rope and throw It was Saturday night again and the' à tin can into the air and hit it three usual dance was in progress in the times with his six-shooter before it great living-room of the main ranch came back to earth.

house. There was no moon to-night, see Loraine's She thought: "Here is a man, the but Ted Locke could type of man you dream about and face by the reflected light from the hope that some day you'll meet." And living-room. She that night, when Ted Locke asked her beautiful, never more desirable, and to walk into the moonlight with him he was pretty sure of himself whev during the regular Saturday evening he spoke.

-I've

was never more

dance, she went and was thrilled to "Loraine, there's something- her toes when he kissed her. He was been wanting to say-I mean- gentle and tender and romantle. He paused and ran a finger inside his

And then she remembered Bill Bed-collar. This business was a little out dington, who was also staying at the of his line and he wished she'd help ranch and who had come only to be him out. She did, laughing at his dis- near her. She had known Bill Bed- comfiture.

no

dington as far back as she could re- “Are you asking me to`marry you, member. She had believed she loved Ted? If so, the answer is 'no'. I'm him; had believed that one day she going to marry Bill Beddington. Oh, would marry him. Bill was neither I expected you to look surprised. You tall nor handsome, but he was well- are handsome and very accomplished bred and well-mannered. His finan- in certain ways and you know. cial outlook was good. And he loved fear. That's why I'm going to marry her sincerely, ":

Ted. ·· Because he's brave. Oh, yes he During the week that followed, Lo- is, now. Only a man who's afraid raine consciously and unconsciously can be brave, Ted. A man who has compared them. In spite of herself the courage to face a charging cougar she felt a faint repulsion when Bill, without a gun in his hands; even having accepted an invitation from though he's scared to death.. I wonder Ted to attempt to ride a half-broken if you would have done the same if never mare, was flung off at the first buck, you had had no gun? Well,

I ́sée you don't understand. She felt sorry for him because of his mind. awkward and clumsy attempts to No, I don't believe you ever could, so throw a rope and shoot a gun. And I'll give up trying. But I'm going to she knew a strong feeling of gratitude.marry Bill because he's brave and I for Ted, because Ted was patient and love him very much. Good night, kind and helpful in his efforts to teach Ted.

Bill Beddington the things about ranch [Released by The Associated Newspapers] life he should know...

Then when Friday came, Ted sug- gested the cougar hunt. Bill hadn't! wanted to go, but Loraine accepted in- stantly, and so Bill had agreed too, smiling cheurfully and trying to enter into the spirit of the thing. But Lo- raine had known-she had known that Bill was afraid, and the knowledge sickened her.

They rode up the slope of Black mountain, left their horses and went shead on foot. "Well and "cougars," Ted assured them. "The Woods are £full lorem and the county pays u bounty for each one brought down." He planeet sidewire at Bill. "If you happen to be alone and meet one, rew member to keep your head. Some-. times they can be nasty. Then he

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