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́HONGKONG ` TELEGRAPH, SATURDAY, JANUARY 17, 1925. (FEATURE SECTION).

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SALESMAN $AM

SAY SAM, THERE'S NO MILK TOR DINNER- BEAT IT OUT

AND MILK BOSSY, WILL

YOUT

LEAUE IT TO

ME,

DAD

FOR TH LOUA MIKE-HE TAKES LONG ENOUGH I'LL BET HE FORGOT ALL ABOUT TH' COW

FOR THE KIDDIES.

Obeying Orders

BY SWAN

JUST AS I THOUGHT-HE'S FORGOT-

HEY SAM!!!!

AM

THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO MILK THAT COWUN

MOM'N POP

FOR GRACIOUS SAKE -

SOME. ONE HAS LEFT

A BARY ON OUR

DOORSTEP!!

- AND THE NERVE! THIS NOTE SAYS THEY KNOW WE'LL GIVE IT A GOOD

HOME

The Mystery Basket-Part 2

HULLO IS THIS TH ORPHANALE? SOMEBODY'S LEFT A BABY ON OUR DOUR- STEP! NO! WE DONT WANT IT- SEND

SOME ONE OVER

AN GIT IT!!

YES-TIRS 15 THE PLACE!! POP - BRING THE BABY IN

MAN 15 HERE FROM THE ORPHANAVEL

1 KINDA FEEL SORRY FOR

THE LITTLE RASCAL - DESERTED •W“ NO HOME

((--11--YOW!

ow!!

40.0.0 OW!

BOOTS

BOOTS, ARE YOU SURE THEYRE

LEAVING ON THIS TRAIN?

AND HER

BUDDIES

ABSOLUTELY DON BRECKENRICE SAID KIMMY GILKON VID MM THAT JOAN MORRISON HAD SEYN PPLYKKEY BELI WHO SAD DON BROOKER KNEW TOR

A FACT THEY WERE

THERE, LOOK! | AU THANG A COUNTE THERT THEY ||OF WHET'S YOURE COME-SEE? BGP AU

They're Off

GCOLUTE MARG!

BYE E.OH

IT IS THEMA ISLE EN

GOODBYE!

WASHINGTON TUBBS ||

BUT YOU OUGHINI

TO GET SORE AT A

"LITTLE THING LIKE

THAT HE WAS PROBLY JUST JOKING

RODSIK ME CALLED ME A "IGOLD-DIGGER, AND IF YOU WERE HALF A MAN YOU WOULD MAKE RIM APOLOGIZE F

RFI m

Bột TH HAY OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T MEAN IT-BUT NOTTIE'S A LITTLE PLEVED BECAUSE YOU INTIMATED SAL ---

SAY! WHATS TH BIG IDEA! WANTA N'APOLOGY-IS THAT

: זו

THEN YOU TELL YOUR BLONDINE PLAYMATE TO GO JUMP IN AN OILCAN, FURTHERMORE, THE NEXT TIME SHE WANTS ME TO APOLOGIZE FOR TELLING THE TRUCH SHE'D QEITER SEND AROUND MORE THAN HER BANTAM WEIGHT PING-PONC PARTNER-AN' THAT'S THAT! HOW RUN ALONG

AND PLAY.

I'M A PEACE LOVING GUY, BUT NOBODY CAN INSULT MY GIRL

AN GET AWAY WITH AT YOU

JUST WAIT -I'LL SEE WHAT

HE HAS TO SAY

FRECKLES AND HISFRIENDS

SURE

mak.com

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who

Ö1924 BY MEA BETVICE, IMO.

UNDERWOOD TYPEWRITERS PRICE H. K. $112.50 NET

Weight

In Can

5 3/4 L.ba.

MiniDED

Wright.

Marinum

Service,

PORTABLE MODEL

Solo Agenta

DODWELL & CO., LTD

Queen's Bldg.

Phono. C. 1030.

WHAT'S THE IDEA? THIS IS AN EMPTY.

BASKET - WHERE'S

THE BABY?

JAVINK

TWE TRE

WELL?

WHAT DID HE SAY?

By Taylor

By Mortin

By Crane.

TELL

DIDN'T YOU SO? HE SAID HE WAS JUS „FOOLIN' ALL TH

TIME

d'enag

FUNNY STORIES.

INDIRECTLY.

Flubb-So the doctor ordered you to cancel your European trip this year?

Dubh-Well, not exactly in so many words. Ho gravely warnod me that I was in no condition to start drinking-Judge.

EASY VICTORY.

A budding author sent his first play to a famous actor-manager, with a note attached which ran: I'll bet you'a pound you don't road it all through."

By roturn of post the author received his play with a pound note and the brief reply, "You've won."-Tit- Bits.

À SUBSTITUTE.

The wife of the profiteer was having great difficulty over the furnishing of the large house, She did not know the names of ordinary articles of furniture, and the more ornamental things puzzled her completely.

One day a woman asked hor, "Have you Lamb's Tales?"

She thought for awhile, and thon answered norvously: "No, but I've got a grey shaopskin rug."-Til-Bits.

Ho

IIE'S WILLING.

WAN getting into his automobile when a pretty young woman stopped him.

Young Woman-Ploase help the Working Girls' Homo,"

Ho-Certainly! I haven't much time. How far away do they

ivo?"Answers,

Tho

Hсales

QUICK REPAIRS. inspector-1 find your absolutely correct, Mr: Short-16 ounces to the pound;

The Groour-1 suspected they woro. I'm going to fix ‘om whon |I got time:—Answers.

MISTAKE,

that

Mr. Rabbitt-Who was lady I saw you with yesterday? Mr. Crabbitt-- Oh, that was the wife, my stenographer is on her vacation.Judgo.

OCEANS OF EXPERIENCE.

Employer: "What do you know about salesmanship?"

Applicant: "Well, at home 1 always skippered the pator's yacht.Sydney. Bulletin.

HOW IT HAPPENED. And how's Mike to-day, Mrs. Flanagan?" inquired the doctor.

"Faix, an' ho's dead, sorr.“ *Doad !" said the- horrifiod medico. "Never! Did you give him that powder ?"

* I did, Borr. Yoz tould me to give him what 'ud go on a six- ponco, an' as Oi didn't have a six-ponco Oi guv him what wint on six ponnies, sorr, and-and

funeral's to-morrow, sorr."

NERE

UTAM

SED EM

ASCIAS

Freckles Starts a Fad

ATS ALL

RIGHT THEY AINT NEW

BOOKS' WALRE'D

I PUT MY HANNY I'

CH-HERE 'TIS

SAY! OUR TEACHER TOL UST BRING A PENWIPER I SCHOOL

TOWY - 1 [ONT SEE ANY IN VER STUFF HERE, FRECKLES

WHAT DO I WANTA BE BOTHERED WITH A FENWIPER FORS

I'M WEARIN THIS BLACK COATTM OF MINE INSTEAD'

GET ME?

BY BLOSSER

YEAH-IM GONNA SEE IF /.....

I AINT GOT ONE AT

HOME

SOME PLACE!

The Natural-Milk Food

BINE BY HEA KONVICE ING.

ACTOCE

For YOUR BABY

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