McCormick messenger. (McCormick, S.C.) 1902-current, July 15, 1937, Image 7

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McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C.. THURSDAY, JULY 15, 1937 I THE SUNNY SIDE OF LIFE Clean Comics That Will Amuse Both Old and Young THE FEATHERHEADS Bad Taste HlALLO-HULLO - HULia MY DEAR/ WWATS> FOR DIMMER. j VJELL—I’LL -tomksht 2 rr Tell You— Yes-1 Know YouU Tell me that you VJERE oar THIS AFTERNCOd AMD DIDM'T have Time To PREPARE ^IfigaAL- vne-ll- You KMOW THIS IS THE PAY MY BRIDGE CLUB MEETS WELL—I ALWAYS DID LIKE THIS baked ham From the deli catesstfM— A KID “Tie potato SALAD— f BoT you're - , HOT eating- AMY SplNACH- I COOKED THAT MYSELF- - don’t Tell ME I DIDN'T COOK IT LOM^S* ENOUGH- T I'M AFRAID YOU DIDN’T— IT STiLL TASTeS LIKE SPINACH/ 't$ ( ?WAK THE DELKATetfEf/ PROPRIETOR HAS PEOPLE EATWsIG- OUT OP ♦ HIS HAHD^i ^MATTER POP—Look What Ambrose I» in the Dog-House For, Now! By C. M. PAYNE MY 'PoP Saws I T^ustep -*fis Ca-r I 1 \MdUl3>nV T4imKA littli. ■pella-*4 lute Too Coult> T^UST A Ca-'R r I 1 5uS'te'd Kp K ^ IT ' "fE-i Vsh4-a’s TiuSTEj? jm OBatl Sjrndloite.—WNT7 Service. MESCAL IKE B r s. l. huntlky CENlEr SHOPPE ?35f?^REc7r w The Young TJn Get* the Bird asUHTH—' fCooyrJght, ryst by S. U. Huntley. Trade Mark Her. V. 8. Pat. Office) FINNEY OF THE FORCE PieASB,OFFICER-] teS! is this main y Blocks down, AMD WALNUT STREET *? TURN LEFT— j-Ac^rner, NO, MumJ <30 DOWN TWO ITSame ^ PLACE LATg^, PLEASE, SIR THIS the CORKlETR OF MAIN AND— '.OMCM.I 1 oi told Yet. v|p Merry-Go-Round OH, YES— I DID ASK VOU several Times—They SUR-E KEEP MOVING YOU AROUND To DIFFERENT -CORNERS A LOT/ 'MootPSS'F£R x Pi/wy ^ OH pbLEECE DOOTV YE2 MEET A LOT OF QUEER FEef POL AND OFTiN BRONC PEELER— The Warning I AinTIRusiWYa Comim’ ©ACK to fHIS CAHP* l must Talk To Tou, ©fcofK. - \ iTs Uery iMFoRfAirr How withers— ter rtc oo sof-vc tAlkw* f\cvt «— 41ST EXPLAIN HoWYA Happen tV&e Paioin* OUR STOCK WITH Red boles TooinEb WITH -TUCM T& SET CLOSE TO Ffco ©OLES- O05T A Personal GPUOCE AND <\j£ TCAIUEO vA»M fbie TteN YWzs. / A*/ ^ j WHATs Th' pEASbn Fop. THiS GGUOGE F well Discuss .that later— »UE cor-ir TbWAEN You A6ouT His STEALING TfeuR CATTLE' AfclO OFFERING MY % dELP- UL SETTLE with RED ©OLES after, wet |?ECouER Your. ^cattle* By FRED HARMAN I 0’liEvE YA, WITHERS— CET MoRC OoPE A Boot, TVIlS NEXT Raid an ill meet ya Right here* -Tomorrow NiTet. / The Curse of Progress mOJLAJt ODE aTAY "v ~ vm • Food for Thought “I am sixty years old,” said the rich old man to his friend’s wife. “Do you think it would be better for me to tell a certain woman whom 1 should like to marry that I am fifty?” “Well, to be perfectly frank, 1 thought your prospects of getting her would be better if you told her you were seventy-five!” — Washington Post. Result of Investigations “Dennis,” said the boss to his of fice boy, “you are late this morn ing. What is the trouble?” “1 had to go to court this morn ing, where they were investigating a little occurrence, that happened last night.” “Well, did they find anything?” “Yes, they fined me.” Do or Diet Doctor—Was your wife surprised when she found how well the diet worked which I prescribed for her? Husband—Yes, it fairly took her breath away.—Pathfinder Magazine. CALLERS By GLUYAS WILLIAMS itHm COMFoFffcBlY fOH THE Es/TNWfc. HEARS A CAR STOP 'll PfCRfi DOT OF WlNPOW WHI4PERS HOARSU-Y Y© WIFE K'S CAtlERS, ADDS, HI Wirt STARTS nvm&’ROiM) STRA«SHf- DJlKfc UP THE ROOM, hastily WU*> on COAT WHILE Wins- DP6HES UPSTAIRS To T'A HER HAIR, am WNfeS takes sum** orr AM) RUMS AROUND POOM LOOKING FOB HIS SHOES (OspyrifU. >WT ty Tht Ml lyodtrat,. Inc I TlXPi THEN UNDER SOFA, was 1HEM ON A> BELL RINGS ASAIN, WIFE CALVlN6,0UT 0f BREA^I, VlRANSEW ASKING ■SiaT Sum BE RISK JOWN Nfi . (5 ? STRAIGHTENS TiE AND opens poor Tb TcTal OLD ST1NGIES V Help! Fm She—Helpl Help drowning. Voice from Shore—We’re all mar* ried men here. She—Never mind, then; I’D get ashore myself. POWDER LATER His Wife—1 like the place but the grass on the front lawn looks miserably scanty. The Barber at Home—Oh, I’ll fix that aU right. A neat trim and a shampoo with massage and a little tonic wDl work wonders witk it. BEACH TALK =7 Esther—The poets say kisses are love’s language. BiU—Let’s have a nice chat. ALL ON PAROLE Mr. FUmfan — 1 see they've screened the prisoners in the peni tentiary. Mrs. FUmfan—And 1 suppose it’ll be our last chance to see ’em in jaU cause the notice says they’U atl be released next week. FORCED LANDING <-5 c> Girl—Lemme go! I’m all right! 1 can swim I Man—1 don't care. I’m going to save you. I want a medaL ALL SETTLED Fine—Ah! So this is Miss My son has often spoken jf Mrs Sport, you. Miss Sport—Not only has he spok en of me, but be has spoken for me.