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Hockey Prospects for 1929 (Continued from page 15) Winterbottom, just four girls and not an inhibition in the whole lot of them. kie, a forward on | the Canadian side, but a sub normal on her mother’s, is holdin; a slung-shot in her left hand ich she has just used to good advantage on the — policeman shown lying in. the foreground Patrolman Cassidy, it seems, asked her if she did not deem her- self just the least bit “forward” to appear in public in such a uni form. The foolhardy Celt soon d his error; for had not a yrother stood on the ramparts Shiloh with General a rly and given the wild re yell? Oh, yes, indeed, I'll tell the cockeyed world. The only other innovation listed is that on Oct. 11, 1 Ss will go into effect. So 1 letters have arrived from different cowboys in the diocese | asking me what the hell, that I will explain briefly. Supposing it is eleven o'clock, You hav just sprinkled your bed with cak« crumbs, because whether you have had cake or no, why you could not fall asleep unless’ you had detected the crumbs. Now under Daylight Saving—or to give it its full name, Daylight Saving and Cake Crumbs Law—there will be no more wasteful expenditure of cake crumbs and the government will reap all that extra revenue. It looks like a good thing for the layman. Well, in a month the hoc season will be under full swing and as far as this reporter is con- cerned, all the hockey pl might just as well be under full swing too, with lassos around their pretty necks in the bargain, as I hate the ——————_ game anyways and my sister mar- ried a hockey player with a head like a peanut, only there is no roasting — peanuts 1 for today, boys, and next week we promise you we will have that stag smoker and peep- show you have been waiting for so impatiently, Wife—When you came home last night you said you had been to the Grand with Mr. Jones. Now you say it was the Troca- dero!” Why did you lie? Husband—When I came home I couldn't say Trocadero! —Passixe Suow OF, Lorittard ¢ + ISH EMBARRASSING MOMENTS When you are in your bath and, as you step out, find that your maid has left the blind up on the window facing the big apartment house next door ++ be nonchalant... Light a Murad, “$5.00 pau for each EMBARRASSING MOMENT mggestion Fat, 1760 1. Address P, Lorillard Co., 119 West 40th St. N.Y. C7 comicbooks.com