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EMBARRASSING ~MomentS When you sneeze and your partner misses an easy putt... be nonchalant... lighta MURAD CIGARETTE For those who feel entitled to life’s better things © 1927, P. Lorillard Co., Est. 1760 [Eisai } “Harold, quick! Take his number!” —Hovworist MURA Cal Goes Fishing (Continued from page 5) cause for alarm and feels that the situation is one that may be dealt with locally without interruption of the nation’s business. NEW YORK CITY, June —. Wayne B. Wheeler, of the Anti- Saloon League, said the report that the president has a bite came as no surprise to him. “We were warned that this would happen several weeks ago,” he said, “and will at once take the steps we think are necessary.” DOWN BY THE OLD MILL STREAM, June —. Calvin Coolidge, president of the United States, prepared today to take action in one of the gravest situa- tions that has confronted him. Aroused by the increased agita- tion that has been going on around his worm-baited hook, the president, at 8.19 a. m., began pulling in his line. Although grim lines in his face told of the strain he has been under since the situa- tion became acute, the president was outwardly calm. AT THE SUMMER WHITE HOUSE, June —. There was in- tense activity here when word came that the president was pull- ing in his line. The camp cook, however, was calm. He rebuked those who awakened him, said he would put a skillet on the fire when he saw the fish and not be- fore, and went back to sleep. DOWN BY THE OLD MILL STREAM, June —. President Coolidge’s hook came out of the water at exactly 8.20 a.m. The worm that had been on the hook was missing. A corps of secret service men at once began a sweeping investigation. —Cuer Jounson FS “So this baby is a girl?” beamed the rector, as he walked round the baby show. The proud father assented. “And this other one—is it of the contrary sex?” His wife’s eye was on him, but with no thought of the wrath to come he replied, blithely, “Yes, she’s a girl, too.” —Tir Bits RAS He—When you promised to obey at the altar you waived cer- tain rights. She—Yes, but it wasn’t a per- manent waive. —ANSsWweERS ge el comicbooks.com