Evening public ledger. (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, December 24, 1920, NIGHT EXTRA, Page 17, Image 17

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EVEimrg PTJBEIO EBbGEB-PHlEADEEPHIA-, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 2$, 1920
SKMVF DUCROW
ny IIISNRY ST. JOHN COOPER
OIIM'TKR I
lltr rlmt Appearance In Public.
i BUMBLING nnd BTOwllns won't
(j'elo you. Dcrt : you've got to look
e ih ibffiit, side of thing. In this
?.m ihn irlrl said.
The boy. trudging by lier side, Bnlffcd,
-Thcro Isn't no bright Bide of noth
Inffl" ho Bald.
Go on !" alio Bald briefly.
tt'n nil very well for you I" ho grum.
bled. "You're a girl: you don't get hit
nnd alogged, about like mel They're
down on mo I
fterrony0yoVu."n,sTirSa.t ""ff'u
Iaugn, iuu. "" -- --"---
... vt tM" ho said passionately: "I
.( It I It's bad enough In tho summer,
hiii the waspa buzzing. round you. nnd
the smclt-the sickening smell of the
iniiln sugar nnd tho raspberries and
?hi rest-bnt the winter's worso still f
The onions and tho shallots wd the
ESJn of tho vinegar makes me 111!"
"Well, It won't bo for long 1" tho girl
,aHe looked at her. Ttow do you mean
It won't be for long? What else is thorp
tnrvn but the Jam and pickle factory?"
WTiat else?" She looked at him with
sudden scorn In her blue eyes. "There's
ii ihe blessed world, ain't there? You
Snn't b'doso, Bert Jackson, that I'm go
fn to stick In.aIcklo factory all my
llff-Whatare1you going to do then? Get
dice as 'ouscmald, or
tjha darted a look at him, then sud
denly gripped him by the arm. "Sco
S.'i.. ,... nM. Rho do nted. A smart
m'r-brougham was polling noiselessly
wTdrlvlng beside him sat a footman
to livery; lis arms folded across his
ihe. "See that? That's my mark. Be
foro I'm done I'm going riding In a car
like that, Bert I"
He laughed mirthlessly
"All right, you see I" sho said. "You
wait and see, One dav I'll remind you
if what I Just Bald. Walt and see I"
He laughed again, then grizzled. He
was n thin, white-faced, narrow-chested
lad of about seventeen. The girl by his
Bldo was of tho samo ago, but thero was
this dlffcrenco between them ; while the
lad walked with dragging footsteps and
lowered head, the girl stepped bravely
along the pavement
She was a llttlo girl: tho crown of
her naming head only Just topped the
boy's shoulder. Hers was the hair that
the greatest of tho old masters loved
to paint the brilliant, living, rich red
Eld that Is so rarely seen In gray Ene
id. nude little boys In tho streets,
who had no art In their souls, put their
hands to their mouths and bellowed
"Carrots 1" after her. But sho did not
earoi sho took everything In good part,
laughter gleamed In her bluo eyes ; It
rippled over tho edges of her rathor
large mouth. Whatever happened, she
laughed: her good temper was unassail
able. If sho fell down the narrow
wooden steps at tho plcklo and Jam fac
tory, she laughed though sho might have
bruised herself badly. '
It was BUI Wllklns, tho foreman nt
the factory, who had threo years ago
christened her "Sunnv "
"What with your bloomln red 'ead
and your ocrlnstlnjc Bmllo," he said,
"blow mo If you ain't llko a streak of
sunshine comfn' Into tho placo I It does
a chap good to look at you. Sunny's a
good namo for you, and that's what I'm
going to call you 1" And Sunny It was
from that moment. Others -ell Into the
habit of calling her Sunny. Sho was
Sunny even on the pay-sheet when the
email amount of her weekly wage, eight
ahllllngs and Blxpenco, was entered to
the credit of Sunny.
"You won't never rldo In no motor
car, unless It's a omnibus, or" tho boy
paused "maybo a motorhearso," ho said
luxuriously.
"Vou shut up!" Sunny said. "I'm not
going to ride In no hearse yet a while.
I'e got a lot to do before that time
comes. What you want,. Bert, Is a day
out In the country!"
"Whit I shan't get!" ho said. "Coun
try tho country wasn't mado for me.
I ain't got tho faro ; besides, what
should I do In tho country?"
"Hun about nnd pick (lowers and let
tne wind rulllo vour 'air nnd nnri nh
everything!" tho girl said. Her eyes
Ji'jhed. her whlto teeth glistened.
Tnats what I'm always longing for.
,. TV"" muniryi sometimes I feel
as If I couldn't hardly brentho hero In
these streets! Bert. If only you and I
could get a day out thero!"
Ho shook his head. "Where's the
money coming from?"
Sunny put her hand Into her pocket
"? Produced eight shillings nnd six
pence, Sho had been paid off half an
hour ago at tho factory, for It was Fri
day night pay night.
., T.,,aV aln,t yours." ho said. "Your
back'" o all over it when you get
J'1 um?w; but ic Bne cu!I spare mo
two shillings tills week "
one won't I" ho said. "Not her!"
is.;.' l B'Pose sho won't; anyhow,
Wh,? 1 rm trying!" sho said,
"hat about vou?"
"I'e Cnt mi. mnn. al.. t.i ,. -
I..,, ...... '"J ...wtiuj 'aiA uuu. I1E
II wn. .. ,eri" Pe wa"lng for It; if
LW t0 ,taIe bnck only ftve-nnd-elcven
ned break my neck for me. he wnnM t"
rn n,?i r .V.Bh?u8ald BUCdenly, "I want to
go out into the country ; I've got to go
When i I makeup my mind to do a thing.
1 T,i " somehow! I'm going to do It!"
neither!" ' ""'v KCl "
."I will r
wnue i
money
"N'o
, . -....,..
brr 'auBed I'aPP'ly. "No, I know a
ZlLTJtK' ''. A. "B. you meet
,mT; 1 ": '" """ m nour
"What for?"
-hlSf' nme na r" tell you," sho said
Cheer Upr ' a Bert' ""1
wrHch;,?",r,im..a.t. J?' of the
allcVi V.. "'"v" "u men nnu sne
ttmiSi,.81!? nlm0Ht laric"d n'o"B
fe dSST'was
"m"v,VU,nhe Zll? dal'COd aJnb' '"
She wut v,... -..l.t ,t...
atroeln u" '0bc"' ner noota were
WeaSLrt ihcr. mocklnS woro er.v
Sd nev.8;na.0Ut ut,tl10 ,lco'. Her dress
Seen cut ,innn '"J"'9 JPF her- l)l,t ll!ld
nhiv T? cobbled up In some
ZS1"7. .J?.81 on. Yet hopelessly
Wplueiv hi,i2 .. WIXfl' " could ot
lineaof hLiJH? 10 graco uI curved
blacl .i-Sf..1.1"!0 "T"1"6- "er hat was a
wawh thrm.Ui ww. .wa3 a hole In th
of red hah?uL"h.,.Sh Protruded a wisp
Jh hni inn. vua J'rv in a rogu-
' ttle now ;,rnn'm,03t ""PuOent way. Her
ik! "?3 turned ud verv iiintinmiu ,,
I'M were vJri"0U,,h wns larBe. but the
showed y'1' i an.dwfhe teetl'. that
lauehed u,- ....'av'shly when she
he pufo "tm1!!.1 "a.n,ly WhUe' S1,0 1'Ud
-hiplexloi. aimost, transparently whlto
her coiSi nm often. coes wlth hair of
'? frckl Ut,, i8i ""Action was marred
-i ',lCK,es Hint am nior ,fi o- ..
uiiinan ,nnM, " . .. .,. ,.,, hi.
the f, ',"' k "' rou liair.
THE GUMPS TIw Night Before Christmas
she said. She sot hir nmnl!
VI teet! "I '.m folng to get the
i you and me'll get It""
V. ,,1U . 1111 Hlll.
'he fn cities
KftrriAhnu
Ullftjs.l 1 . .'. ...
Prt am iu,:.i , ,"er; ,ln6 seemed
fertonailty1: her KlowlnK yunB
iWlMbeth Ann .J, ,bc,en christened
Fow, dir?v ..". trl.PPcl down tho nar-
ben,i "... "'u.?ireei. I'resont y han-
"iuauni"u,?nLln.al waB y no. moans
Figged o ', ',"0 ot "or broken
rJt&IbiW H?0H "v her foot; It
Pjne down Tln'Vho'gutter" U, Ulr unU
la ,.;"'. she said, "I'll renllv hnv
I'rench wiVlT pa,r' Next 'alr wl
Kk!es"!!:a, v0U.h ,Ki, "'... liver
frniy..i.. -.-. inugneii
" rescnoV) ii,'' .' . '- BU0 uueu, an
nd Jm ,,. L'ha boot from the gutter
ftt- " wii uirnin.
nO 1 . "'
lhe had knnuJ?1 ,nowtho only homo
:hida tn?i "." 8lnco "ho was a tiny
"r'y. narrow ..' ,mBy "ouao n n
4u "?ood nnlre.0t' .,T,L0 (,oor o the
JUnnv k?.,(1 .PPen ; ail tho years that
numbered to ,n lher8.tsho "ever re
1 ood onln in aiseen that door closed.
ion.. ,.yP?n all day and nil nlirtit ti,
1 as tenant?!8 illkl a.rabb't warren ;
! SnnSS?.,eJ Lby a dozen fa ml-
l0r: she ;, .." "! wtla on the topmost
ict'y w ?ch hVM,)5talf8; Sh knew ex.
" ' P cl. & stair to avoid. oVen
;h arrive ynaJL,nc?" of tho staircase,
lnd oSn.,i -nt .th0 t0P without i slip
n, with iiii uwns an nttlc
iMdu w,u'.l. 8lPlng celling. in the
la which biiL-i1 W',8I. small table,
o or thrurn'uJ..a candlo, Thoioworo
orner. in L; "u'.wa a bed n one
'bowa on ,h"l.tha Fhnirs, with her
18 a thin u'0,.8a'.n woman. Sho
Tav.hini?' narrow.faced woman, with
treaty..?. "V "air, wlsns of wiiirn
"Wthoniil F raCo nna over her (CONTINUED MONDAY)
..v. v , onjro lernen cowrlot, MO, wi Utnrv BS, ofin aoojier.
At the moment that Sunny opened the
,iiui nnu came in mo woman wns weep
ing; she was rocking herself backward
and forward on her chair, emitting
dlsmnl, moaning Bounds
"What's tho matter?" Sunny asked.
There'll nntlllnir in llvn fnr nnfVi.
ngj there's no hopol" her nunt said.
"To think I should como to this! Me
who once 'ad a respectablo business;
who 'ad n parlor of my own!" Bhe
moaned. "Life's hard," she said
-Diner nam i"
Sunny paused and stared nt her.
Aint Llzzlo been to seo you this after
noon?" Bhe nsked.
The womnn looked up slowly. "I
nln't 'ad a drop," sho said "not a
dropl"
Sunny sniffed. She know better; her
sharp eyes descried a bottlo propped In
a corner of the room.
"Got tho money," her aunt asked.
'You got your wages, Elizabeth Ann?"
Sho was tho only person who called
Sunny by the namo her godfathora and
godmothers had selected for her.
"I want to tnlk to you about the
money," Sunny said, i'lt's like thin I
wuni 10 go ana -avo a aay in tno coun
try "
"You you want " Mrs. Melkln sat
back and stared at the girl as though I
sho had taken lenvo of her senses. I
.ie uuu lien jacKscon nave made up
"" iuiiiu iu iuko a any on tomorrow:
It's Saturday half-day. Wo want to
eo to Hampton Court on the tram, and
go to tho river and llko that I"
"ou glvo mo that thero money 1" Mrs.
Melkln said.
"I thought VOU mtcrht mr" hmnv
P.ausod; sho had meant to demand two
shillings of her own earnings, but her
col'rago failed her "a shlllln'l" 8ho
"You glvo mo that thero monoy, miss,
ft nco I Wasting money such times aa
this going to Hampton Court on trams.
I never hear tho llko I 'And It over
at once, or "
'Well, rlxpcnco?" Sunny said.
I you don't glvo me every penny
Sunny counted out her hard earnings,
slowly and regretfully. Tho woman
JVh,el out nnd grabbed them; she
counted them twlco to hersolf to make
sure: then she sighed nnd rosumed her
moaning and groaning nnd references to
her past splendor.
When her nunt was In ono of her
moods, Sunny know It would bo useless
to discuss mnttcrs with her. Sho goi
her own tea; It was n frugal meal. Tea
with no milk, a hunch of bread and a
piece of cliceso, but she sot hor strong
v. lute teeth Into the hard crust and
seemed to enjoy It. At any rate, sho
did not grumble. Wondering round ".he
room, Kho mnnagod to kick tho bottlo
and bring it down; It was empty. No
doubt It had been full not many hours
ngo. v.hlch accounted for her au.it'8
lachrymeso condition.
"A best parlor I "ad!" Mrs. Melkln
whined. "I remember It like It waa yes.
terday: a round ma'ognny table In the
mlddlo. tho feet standln' on a bit of
loncllum so na not to mark the carpet,
and on tho mantelpiece was two chlny
ornaments I got from the tea-shop: one
'ad a girl with a sheep on It and the
othor Elizabeth Ann, whero aro you
going to?''
"Coin" out!" Sunnv said. Sho had
rdged toward the door.
Her aunt would havo remonstrated,
but Sunnv mnde a BUdden bolt for It.
Sho slammed the door after her and
sped down tho stairs ; then she had to
como back and gropo In the darkness
or ono of her boots, which she found.
Bert was waiting faithfully at tho
street corner. Ho looked a shndo mor.
miserable than when they had parted.
"I gave him the money, nnd ho Bald if
I didn't get a bob rise Inside two weeks
he'd glvo me the strap, he did, Sunny I"
iouii get ine rise an rignt ! sne
eaid. "non't worry, everything come
out all right."
"I wish I could look at It your way I"
ho said.
"It's the only way; what's the uso of
worrlng? Caro killed tho cat" She
laugnou joyously. "Come on, Bert!"
"Whero aro you going to?" ho asked.
"Wpst !" sho Bald.
"West! What for?"
"I'll tell you presently; we're going
to earn our day in the country tomor
row." He shook his hend ; he had no faith In
the future whatever.
"You'ro on wires, you are, Sunny; jou
never seem to get tired !" ho said.
"What's tho use of getting tired?" she
said "Time to get tired when ono Is
eighty I"
"What did your aunt say?" ho asked.
"Wzzio!" Sunny said briefly.
"She's always at It, ain't she?" Bert
said.
"Pretty near always; sho says It
keeps her spirits up!"
"Putting 'em down keeps 'cm up!"
Hp laughpd weakly nt his own Joke.
Sunny, where are wo gottln' to?"
They had walked a considerable way,
had crossed a bridge over the river, and
now they were In tho well-lighted and
busy thoroughfares of tho west end.
"Know nny songs. Bert?" sho asked,
-songs'" ue sinreu at ner.
"Tunes!" she nald. "Know nv nnntra
nt all?" Sho paused. "Know "Won't
You Buy Mo Pretty Flowers?'"
"I did know It. onlv it irivn mn tho
'ump." ho said. "I iorgot It on pur
pose ;
Sunny laughed. "It's a bit miser
able," bIio said. "Do you know" she
hesitated "Down Where the Water
lilies Grow?"
Bert shook his head. "I heard It," he
said. "Father sings It sometimes when
ho'B had too much ; It ain't n song I core
about."
Sunny tried again. "Remember that
night mo nnd you got sixpence each and
got Into tho muslc-'all?" ho said.
lie nodded. Was he likely to forget
It? It was almost tho one bright spot in
his life.
"Hemcmber a chap named Chev-nleer
singing ft song ubout 'Is old Dutch?"
Sunny said. "Like this." Sho hummed
the tunc.
He nodded. "I remember ; but I don't
Know tne worus.
"I do ; It goes:
"We been togetlior now for forty year,
And It don't seem a day too much,
There ain't a lutlv living In tho lund
As I'd swop for my dear old Dutch.
"Remember?"
Ho nodded. "I remember nil right."
"Then strlko up; como on, get Into the
road'" hIio said.
Ho stared at her. "You you ain't
going to Blng out loud?" he nsked.
' Of course I am ; we're going to earn
money to pay our tram-fares to 'Amp
ton Court tomoirow!"
"We'll get run In," ho said.
Sunny Inughcd.
"That makes It nil tho more fun,
tnklng tin rhk' Come on now!"
Aery unwillingly ho stepped Into the
gutter by her side, and Sunny lifted up
her voice and sang'
"We been together now for forty year "
Sunny's voice was very strong, very
Hhrlll, yet oiy sweet. It wns clear and
penetrating; it was very unllko the
usual monotonous howls of the street
singers. People turned to look. Bert
plucked up courage nnd mado some In
effectual noises that ho thought was
singing.
"Brother and sister, pore things!"
one kindly natured woman said ; sho
handed Sunny a penny.
A young rami stared. "Not a bad
voice, by George!" ho said. "And, by
George, what a pretty llttlo thing! A
confounded shame she should havo to
s'ng In the streets! Why don't the lou
of a brother work?" He tossed Sunnv i
sixpence, and she smiled at him, show
Ing her dnzzllng teeth
"(Jotting on fine, aren't we?" she
wnisperea -no on. Bert, sing up."
Bert tried to sing up; he only suc
ceeded In making a more Ulscredltnblt
noise.
"Thero nln't ft lady living In the land
As I'd swop lor my dear old Dutch."
Sunny sang
She only knew tho ono verso; but that
did not matter. They wero moving on
and tho uudlmco waB changing every
moment.
"You ought to know the worda by this
time," nho whispered, "Can't you sing
JUST THINK CHESTER. -
AT TVire TtME TOMORROW
UNCLE B1KV WU BE
HERE- YOUR CH
UNCt- AMP YOU Trl
OMLV HEIR HOW 60
To SUEEP AHt? GfcT A 600C
NtSHVS REST- YOU'VE GOT
TO STW UP LKTC
TOMORROW WIGHT
km
vSvVJ
ME'LL 6WE V0V SO MNNT TvUtfGS
rr'LL TAKE YOU TWO PATS To LOOK
NEM OVER- HtrS LVJ03VE TO BRING
YOU A YMO.E NOVE SUOW
VtOW V70)U YOVJ LME TO WAKE
UP To MORCOW AND PICK A COUPLE
OP SwicU PONIES OUT OF
Yo)R ST0CrsN6''
MATBE YOU-V-L GET SNTA ClM)' A
LfcttoH ATfP KE1N PEERS
MATEE UNCLE BM NILL, 3Uf
fcEM TiZOrx HM WHEN HE 6E.Y5
THROUGH PEL1VERIN6 HIS PRESENTS
AMP Nt)U MI6HT FIND A LOT OF
PRESENTS tNTHE 80TTOrA OF XT
TOO -nAAY HE PIPHT t?EUVJ"E
TO BAP BOYS WHO WOULDKY
60 TO LEEr
By Sidney Smitli
Gee i Ysu moiwiN6
'WA'S HERS
1 LOVE MY UNCLE
E.m
VWHV PO THEY
MAKE THE NIGHTS
SO LDM6 JUST
BEFORE
CHRVSTMA'S
W"
Sidney
AN YOU
MAGNE
LITTLE BOYS
rNP GIRLS
HOW CHESTER
FEELS T0Hl6Hf?
PICTURE A MX
THE N16HT VS
ALL TOO
LONG FOft.
THE WHOLE
GUMP TAMLY-
Tb E CONTINUED
SOMEBODY'S STENOGTIi" Meanest Gh-J i the OWce
DIDU EtfERSEEaUCH A STU.GY
Cat.' she Gets 2.6" ao a
silk waist am' pour boxes of
caidv from the. boss am' swes
TOO MEANToOPEAl A BOX f-
H III I 1 jlfeft iStocTAiS-rt an whos The. swell "ZVJT
JP ' ' 1 i?s?5U .J sSJjvD Callim at missus ) -"---?
iSELw fell npr fl ' : JJhehwdupj -k-c"
IrAx IKtaSil i?v WrSWt ' I I VfXi I V A& wbr ' 'll hW 0,'1-J
Bu Hay war ji
SAMTA CLALra AAADI IE Hl'j AGE.T MISSUS
Flaherty That Twenty Bucks is Youf?s
AMt THAT SILK VAlST-BUT DO4T VJEAR IT
vajhem hou scrub The office- rrp oai
Childrem nwrap tour Tonsils 'roumo That
J CAMDY " AE.KK'f CHRISTMAS.'
C5 ."'-s " i iajk ;.n TV' -
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t-HAVWARb - 2-V
The Younfl Lady Across the Way
Tho youns lady across tho way
says the sum of tho squares of tho
two sides of a right-angle trinnglo
is equal to the square of tho
hypothesis.
All tlic Gifts Arc Locked Up in the Sparc Rcdroom
Bu Fontaine Fox
e-Si tt i'V ,U6Co hW
,0 j And Mother has
& tSJ THE KEY ! r
SCHOOL DAYS
By DWIG
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PETEY Merry Christmas. Everybody
-DeAR-READERVMlLETHB
IADIC5 AB PREPAT5IHC To
APPCAR .ALLOW He. To SAT
"ITAT ALTHOUGH OMLY A FpW
Limes of-Pem awd iwic i uav'p
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By C. A. Voinht
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THE CLANCY KIDS Our Precocious Young Bloods
for forty
un n bit?'
"Wo been toncther now
yenrs "
A blu policeman stumped down the
street.
"Have you?" ho Bold. "1'vo been look
InK for you two,"
"Whnt's the matter?" Sunny nsked,
with a sudden sense of fear,
"Mutter, bIiibIhk In tho stroots!" he
enld "Vninnncj, that's whnt's the mat
ter, Vou two como with me." He put
ills hnud on their separate shoulders
"I knew it !" Hcrt groaned. "We're run
In. I know it! It's our fault, Sunny I1'
Th Kino of
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By Percy L. Crosby
Sonta CluiU3, aq .,
Worth Pole.
Dear Sir:
Hevine naclo an inventory of equipment novr on hand
I would aoy .m? that I neoa tho following;
Arooplano (I), Auto 6. cylinder extra tiroo. cotnploto
footDall and baootall outfit.
Should any of tho3o bo out cf otoclc kindly
odvloo mo flooordingly.
n. w. o.
Youra very truly,
Eonord Vorrich.
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