Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 3, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 4 January 1910 — Young Folks [ARTICLE]

Young Folks

Two Vlalta. To visit Aunt Julia is Just heaps of fun We wear our old clothes and we race and we run. I *Gu try the new swing," Aunt Julia, “my dears. It’s put up so firmly you need have no fears; Since you were here last there’s a lot ; to be seen. Take a look at my garden, all starting up green. i/in’t forget the new chickens out back of the shed, ■ / ■ And when you get hungry there’s fresh gingerbread." we go to Aunt Esther's, we wear our best clothes, hold up our heads and we turn out our toes; We look at the album with pictures so old, When father was only a baby, we’re told. But when she says, “Children, here is your treat, For I know you like sweeties and nice things to eat," James Brings in a tray, but—the cakes are so small We could each eat a tray full and not mind at all! —Youth’s Companion. A Fable for Old and, Young. Once a child who thought well of herself was walking along .the street, and saw another child, who was poorly clad. “How wretched It must be,” she said to herself, “to be poor and shabby like that child! How thin she Is! And how her patched cloak flutters In the wind; so different from my velvet dress and cloak!” Just then an angel came along. “What are you looking at?” asked the angel. “I was looking at that girl,” said the child.” “So was I,” said the angel. “How beautifully she is dressed!” ~ “What do you mean?” said the child. “I mean this one coming toward us. She is In rags, or at least, If her clothes are not ragged,, they are wretchedly thin and shabby.” “Oh, no,” said the angel., “How can you say so? She is sparkling white, as clear as frost. I never saw anything so pretty. But you, you poor little thing, you are indeed miserably clad. Does not the wind blow through and through those flimsy tatters? But at least you could keep them clean,? my dear, and mended. You should see to that.” “I don't know what you mean!”

said the child. "That girl is a ragged beggar, and my father is the richest man in town, I have a white dress and coat, trimmed with expensive fur. What are you talking about?” “About the clothes of your soul, of course!” said the angel, who was young. "I don’t know anything about souls,” said the child. "I shouldn’t think you did,” said the angel.—Laura E. Richards. Lion, Wolf and Fox. A Lion was old, weak and infirm; all the beasts of the- forest presented themselves at his den to pay him their respects. The Fox alone did not appear. The Wolf took this occasion to try to win the favor of the king of animals. "I can assure your majesty,” said he, “that it Is only pride and insolence which prevent the fox from appearing before you. He is not ignorant of your illness, and he is only waiting for your death to take possession of the throne.” "Bid him come here,” commanded the king of animals. He came, and. suspecting the Wolf of having played him a bad turn, said: “I fear, Sire, that some one has blackened my character in your mind; but permit me to give you a faithful account of the reasons for my absence. I was on a pilgrimage, and was fulfilling a vow I made to aid your recovery. I found in my journey skillful and learned people whom I consulted about your malady; I have been so happy as to be informed of an Infallible remedy.” • "What remedy?” demanded the Lion eagerly. “It Is,” responded Master Fox, “the skin of a Wolf, wrapped, all warm and reeking, about your body.” The king of animals approved the remedy. Instantly the Wolf was seized and slain, 'and the monarch wrapped himself up in the skin. Those who seek to blacken others by false reports sometimes the victims of their own wickedness.— Chicago News. Adverb (>nme. One person must go out of the room while ,the others choose an adverb, such as pleasantly, crossly, slowly or haughtily. When he returns he asks the company questions In turn, which they must answer in the manner of the adverb they have chosen. For instance, if they have chosen "sweetly” for their adverb they must put an extraordinary amount of sweetness into their replies, but if they have chosen "snappily’* they must answer in an equally disagreeable manner, or in a spiritless way. The object Is for the person who asks the questions to gtiess frbm the answer what adverb has been chosen.

quired country home Mrs. Hosford was In a chronic state of surprise, with many periods of indignation. “Jusjt ’because I’ve always lived in the <!tty, they take advantage of my ignorance to make me believe all sorts of stories.” she said, plaintively, onje -night, to her husband. “I have been real provoked, but no*w I’m just hurt.” “What's happened?” inquired her husband, as he prepared to listen. “Why, old Mr, Compton, our neighbor down the road, told me that the trep which had the most apple blossoms was likely to have the most apples,” said Mrs. Hosfprd, “and I believed him.” “Seems reasonable,” assented her husband. “Oh, but It’s just the other way,” said Mrs. Hosford, with considerable heat for a person no longer provoked. “The tree that I got the very most blossoms from, the one that almost decorated the Hibbards’ parlor when Margaret was married, has hardly any -apples-on It at all!” —— V'