The Carbon County news. [volume] (Red Lodge, Mont.) 1924-1931, 1931-02-19
Brain Fag Troubled
"Old Top"
DICK TRAVERs. successful bus
BY DOROTHY DOUGLAS

ihtSo iftiii SfuHttu over llft
little string of pictures ut the foot
of his morning paper and sighed.
bringing Up Phyllis" had been
running as comic strip for soae
three years and a half. and only in
the last few weeks had begun to
show the effect of pure brain fag.
Poor Old Top" sympathized
Dick, these pictures are being
wrung out of brain already
squeezed dry of ideas. | know that
it is. Didn't do the same sort of
thing for five years?'
The outcome of Dicks line of
thought was that a letter found its
way to the desk of a young lady
who was even then rumping head
of glorious red hair in an effort to
think out an idea that was not en-
tirely eaten by moths. OF late her
Infringing Up Phyllis - signed "Old
Top had been giving her brain
storm after brainstorm, and this
morning it seemed us If she must
just quit the whole game and go to
chicken raising or some less nerve
racking means of making money.
She opened the letter listlessly.
and while she read ii every type Of
emotion known to a red-headed girl
swept over her.
'Dear old Top the letter ran,
your work in bringing Up Phyllis
has been decidedly stale of late. 1t
shows the signs of a brain garnered
of every vestige of fruit. | am send
ing you some ideas for pictures.
did this kind of work for five years.
and AT the end of three was looking
for the nearest and deepest canal
into which to toss my weary body
and brain-so great was the strain.
Most of the funny men 60 p0tty or
take to absinthe, If they can get it.
so you Just buck up and use these
ideas. | have far more money now
than sense. so don't suggest any
tifty-fifty bunto.'
The letter was signed. "Yours In
sympathy, Pal
Old Tops ladylike heart Topped.
Pal was the name of a cartoonisl
who had given her more laughs
than all the rest put together. She
had often wondered what had be-
come Of him.
She scanned the ideas swiftly ard
then grasped her pen and swung in
some powerful strokes for an hour
or two.
Before she returned to her small
flat in the evening, Old Top had
found out from one of the editorial
offices that Pal had cast the roar
of pressdom from his ears. and was
out on a small farm on Long Island
raising prize cattle and his name
was Dick Travers.
Next morning when Travers
opened his mail there was letter
from Old Top. He read it with
and huge interest.
Dear Pal" it ran. 81 cannot
thank you for your kind interest in
my moldy cartoons. was not only
looking for the nearest and deepest
canal, but was also seeking a big
'evolver and a gas pipe From all
-hese methods you have saved me.
Would you, if you are not too aw-
'ully attached with wife and such
ife, come and have dinner with me
evening. Come in tweeds,
f that is what You have on at the
ime, but there isn't room in my
small flat for any of the prize
,ows."
Old Top gave the address and the
LAT number, and hitherward in
'rown tweeds drove Dick. He was
armed with a basket of
lew-laid eggs, fresh butter and
'ottle of thick cream.
These city chaps don't often get
he real thing" he told himself by
7ay of excusing the perhaps too hui
nan side of his nature.
When he found himself in an. ar
istic wee fiat and confronted by
ig genial type of man Dick was
elighted that he had accepted the
leeting.
TIN mighty glad to meet yen,
Id Top" he said by way of greet
lg.
81 say" laughed the other, don't
ccuse me of anything like that.
Ieres Old Top" And with that he
lrned to diminutive girl with a
hook of red hair who held out
lost warm and cordial hand to the
stonished Dick Travers.
st is certainly good of Pal to
)me and have dinner with u.s." she
as saying with a mischievOus
nile, and Dick knew that things
ere happening to his heart right
len and there.
But with an awful fear in his
ind he wondered if the big man
as Old Tops husband. With all
IS soul he hoped this wonderful
RI had not been snatched into the
atrimonial net and therefore was
1t eligible to be dragged swiftly
1t to his farm, and there, among
lie prize cows, draw cartoons to
er hearts content, and also his
vn.
"My brother" said Old Top sweet
seeming to divine his suspense,
md have always wanted to meet
~"
"Then that's that" laughed Dick
lppily, and unburdened himself of
ltter eggs, and cream.
Phyllis would certainly be well
rought up" after that.
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