$155 and a trunk full of good
clothes. He registered at the Chi
cago Beach Hotel. High living
soon ate up the $155 and he was
forced to leave his trunk at the
hotel as security for his bill. Then
he went to a "flop" house. One
morning he woke up to find that
some one had taken his best and
Only suit and left some rags in its
Wbrthington then decided it
was time to hunt a job. He knew
of the newspaper strike and be
came a newsboy for the Exam-
liner. His first thought after se
curing the job was to buy a gun.
For some reason the Examiner
did not provide him with a spe
cial policeman's badge, souvenirs
given away free by the chief of
police and sheriff.
Worthington evidently is not a
good killer. The Examiner made
no effort to bail him out, as it
does in the case of Arthur Fried
man and the Barrett brothers,
whpse names are familiar on po
lice arrest books but not on court
NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO GET A GOOD PEEP
M Z5 Z6 7 2,8 29
Here's The Day Book's Moon Calendar, and it sliows that we.'
only have a few days left in which to get accurate dope on the big
question: "How Big Does the. Moon Look to You?" V
On the twenty-seventh of the month of August the moon will'
be in its full glory. Get the first peep on that day when she's just
coming over the horizon, and later when she's well up in the sky.
Now, everybody get busy, and write to tlie Moon Editor of'
The Day Bookon how big the moon looks to yo and watch for
the opinions of your friends. t
"Well,. Tommy,' did -you tell
your mother about your' bad be
havior yesterday, and how Tpun
ishedyou?" "Yes, miss," replied Tommy;
quickly.v , '
'Well, wliat did your mother
say?" was teacher's next ques
tion. "Said she'd like to wring your
neck, miss," replied Tommy;
She 'Didn't Know Mother.
Boys will "be boys, excepf when
they are little wretches, -and Tom
my was no exceptiorf.
He had broken' one of the
school rules, and the teacher told
him to tell his mother about it,
and also about the punishment he
had received. This was foxy of
teacher. She thought mother
might thrash him again.
The next morning she asked r
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