Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 January 1910 — For the Little Folks [ARTICLE]

For the Little Folks

BhtTTY AND SUSAN, Bouncingßetty loitered Idly On the dusty road to town; Black-ejted Susan, trim and tidy. Chid her for her tattered gown, “See haw soiled it is, and faded! Creep beneath the bars, my friend; In this field ’tis clean and shaded, And your frock I’ll help you mend.” Kindly -Susan’s plan refusing, Careless Betty made reply, “Oh, ’tis vastly more amusing ; Here to watch the passers-by!** "“Sarah J. Day, in the Christian Register. fHE NEW LITTLE GIRJLi. Bc*ty Babbitt was bitterly homesick, her own home, too. You see, Betty had, as she said “always lived In a small town in the northern part of New Hampshire.” ' Always in this case meant only nine years, Betty that seemed a very long time. Betty’s father wqs , a doctor, who had given up his coun try practice and had come to the city to make a new home. She was out leaning over the garden fence, looking longingly at a group of children who were playing happily together, when an old gentleman came along. “What Is your name, little girl, and why aren’t you playing with the others?” he asked. “Betty Babbitt is my name." She answered, and then she hesitated a little. “I want to go out, but you see I’m the new little girl on the street, and” —swallowing a big lump —“you see, they haven’t asked me.” Now no lodger able to swallow the lumps, she sobbed right out: “I want to go back home. I don’t like to stay here a little bit; and mamma’s homesick, too, only she won’t say so. Oh, dear! Oh, dear! I want to go back where I know people, and whero everybody liked'me —well, any way. they acted as if they did,” she. added, feeling that perhaps she had not been very modest. The old gentleman had small children In his own home, three little grand-daughters, consequently he knew about the griefs of Httle folk. “I must find some friends for thla lonely little Betty Babbitt,” he said to himself. “Wonder what I’ll do first.*' But before kind old Mr. Small had time to plan out ibis course of action, Betty made friends for herself, and thlA lA how -4t happened. Katharine Kimball, who lived on thp apposite side of the street, and who was nine, too, had brought her little sister Mary out to play. Mary was three; and was just toddling around, so happy to be allowed# to play with the “big girls.” The girls were playing school on the steps, and Katharine was teacher. In her .desire to make the play school as nearly.like the real school as possible, she had forgotten her promise to her mother not to let the little one go Into the street. Mary, tiring of the school exer* cfses, and seeing Betty over the way, decided to go to her. Just as she was halfway across the street, a big touring car dashed around the corner and was almost upon the child before the chauffeur noticed her, but not before Betty saw the dear, chubby little girl coming, and, throwing open the gate with a hang that almost took it off the hinges, ran and dragged her out of danger. “I was coming to see 00, I like 00, ’lttle girl,” gurgled little Mary, patting Betty’s cheek, quite unconscious that.she had ibeen in such danger Katharine and Katharine's friends came running over, and very soon Katharine’s mother, and they all took little Mary in their arms and cried over her. aqd then they bugged Betty, too. Katharine’s mother said, "What la your name, and how did It happen that you weren’t over on our steps playing school with the others?”

“Betty Babbitt.” answered .Betty, trying not to cry again. "The girls don’t want me, I think. You see, I’m the new little girl on the street.” “You are the brave little girl on the street,” replied Katharine’s ‘mother, feelingly; “and now I’m going to tell your mother what a brave daughter she has, and ask her if you may come over and play with Katharine.” “You may be teacher, Betty,” said Katharine, generously. A few days later the friendly old gentleman, coming along Park street and meeting Betty almost flying home from Katharine’s, called out,-*-"Well. Miss Betty Babbitt, how are you today, and are you still the new little girl on the street?” “Oh, no. Mr. Small," replied Betty, her eyes shining, “t’m Katharine’s friend now, and we are going on » picnic this afternoon. And isn’t Portland the very best city in. the whole world, iM Isn't this the nicest street to live on?” And then lbs added, rather apologetically, “Of course 1 like <ny old home In New Hampshire, but that Is country, you know, and now I’m a city girl; and besides, yon see, now I’m one of the girls on this street."—-Sarah 6. Abbott, In the Congregattonallst and Christian World. OOLD AND SILVER MONEY. In a vault in the mint at Philadelphia are piles of bricks made of solid gold. Each brick is only as large aa a cake of kitchen soap, but it weighs About forty pounds. In another vault the silver bullion Is kept. These

bricks v are much larger and much heavier. ‘Both of these metals are to be made Into money for the United States. When the gold coins are to be made the precious metal Is alloyed with copper and other metals to make it hard. Pure gold is so soft that it can be scratched with the finger nail, so is never ased even for Jewelry. After the gold has beep (hardened by adding the other metals to It, it is made Into ingots, which look like long gold wedges. They are about a foot long, as wide as a twenty-dollar gold piece and two inches thick. S When the stiver comes from the melting room it, too, Is poured Into strips or bars. The Ingots of both metals are treated Irf' the same way In the making of coins. One might think that our gold pieces and silver coins are made in molds, but a visit so the mint would show that to be untrue. The precious metals aro rolled out Into thin bands until they ■re of a certain width and thickness. These strips of gold# or silver aro" then run under steel punches, which out the metal Into discs. Each piece Is then weighed by very exact scales, for each coin must contain so much gold or silver. After the weighing these blanks are shoveled into vats of acid, so that all the dirt may ‘be eaten off of them. Whdn dry the blanks are put into long tubes, through which they pass one by one between two dies. The upper die stamps the face of the coin, while the lower stamps the back. The great pressure of tho two dies coming together' baa just force enough to make the Impressions on the coins clear and dis-tinct—-Washington Star. - THE USEFUL CAMEL. In his book on “Tunlk, Kalrouan. and Carthage,” Mr. Graham Petrie describes the characteristic and manners of the camel and the many useful services which that faithful animal performs. He draws the carts, he treads the wheat, be grinds the corn, and he carries such enormous burdens of hay and fodder that one wonders If Indeed his poor humped back would not be broken by adding the proverbial straw. Although his occupations are slal, although hfs figure Is grotesque and ungainly, although hiß eyes are often covered with Winkers and his mouth enclosed by a nose-bag, although his neck Is denuded of It* long, handsome collar and his body fa clipped and shaved till his skin is as bare as a plucked ostrich, although he is lodged In filthy stables and beaten with sticks by heartless boys, he never loses his dignity ol bearing. The manners of a camel are generally perfect, ps Is- noticeable when one sees a score or more drinking at one of the many wells outside the town: Arranging themselves in regular and orderly rows on either side of the trough, they stretch out their long necks and suck up the water with a solemnity and orderliness that would do credit to the formal etiquette of a Chinese mandarin. There is no rude hustling for place,' no Indecorous'-haste, no selfish and ill-bred disregard of neighbors? needs and the rights of others. When a camel (has assuaged hfs thirst, he quietly . withdraws; and, with a graceful motion of the neck which suggests a Courteous bow o* thanks, another takes his place. Every one knows that a camel la able to carry .a store of water which will last him fdr many days when crossing the desert. One day, as I was watching some camels lying In the sun, I learned how the store, waa utilized. I saw a small Iridescent bubble appear from the mouth of one of them, wtyeh rapidly expanded till It was the size of a football. For a nfoment It hung there, looking quite beautiful, if a little uncanny, as It reflected all the colors of the rainbow In the brilliant glare of the AN rican noon. Then there came a liquid, gurgling sound as the water passed down the throat into the stomach.—Our Dumb Animals.

KINDNESS TO DOG REPAID. The life or Jeremiah Dean ot Bloomfield. N. J-, was probably eared by his kindness to a dog. When Dean arrived from Newark at hln home, which Is over bis blacksmith shop, he found a dog asleep on a cot he usually slept In. Dean said':! ‘‘Poor cues. I suppose you’re tired, too," and stroked the animal. Ha did not disturb the dog. but slept In another room. When Dean awoke in the morning ha went to see his new-found friend. To hla surprise he found that a big stone, thrown through a skylight In the rooT of the building, had demolished the bead-piece of the ©ot. Dean believes tramps, to whom ha had refused food, threw the stone. He bae adopted the dog.—New Ynrg World. FORGET THE FAULTB. Do not think of your faults; stlA less of others’ faults; la every per* son who comes near you look for what Is good and strong; honor that; to Imitate It, and your faults will drop off llh© dead leaves when their time comes.—Home Notes. The annual whaling catch at present is about 150