Jasper County Democrat, Volume 14, Number 49, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 September 1911 — FOR THE CHILDREN [ARTICLE]

FOR THE CHILDREN

An Eastern Stofy. The sultan of Wadal Gaudeh, pretending to fly, had marched round in the rear of the Forian army and interposed between ( them and their country. They believed, however, that he was utterly routed and loudly expressed their joy. One vizier remained silent and on being asked by his master why he did not share in the general joy replied that he did not believe in this easy victory and offered to prove that the enemy’s army was even then marching toward them. “How wilt thou do this?” said the sultan. “Bring me a she camel,” replied the vizier, “with a man who knows how to milk.” The camel was brought and well washed, and the milk was drawn into a clean bowl and placed with a man to guard it on the top of the sultan’s tent. Next morning the vizier caused the bowl to be brought to him and found the milk quite black. So he went to the sultan and said: “Master, they are coming down upon us and have marched all night.” “How dost thou know that?” “Look at this blackened milk.” “In what way has it become black?” “The dust raised by the feet of the horses has been carried by the wind.” Some laughed at this explanation, but others believed and looked out anxiously toward the west. In a short time the manes of the hostile cavalry were seen Shaking in the eastern horizon. Then followed the battle in which the Forian sultan was slain.—Philadelphia Ledger. Inventor of the Compass. Flavio Gioia Introduced or improved the mariner’s compass about the conclusion of the eleventh century. Previously a needle was magnetized -by the loadstone run through a piece of straw or wood and floated in a saucer or shallow dish containing water. Then as the old chronicler says: “The point Infallibly turns toward the pole Swhen the night is dark and nd neither star nor moon is ey set a light beside the needle, and they can be assured that the star is opposite to the point, and thereby the mariher is directed on his course. This is an art which cannot deceive.” —National Magazine. Authentic and Genuine. No better illustration of the difference between the two words “authentic” and “genuine” can be given than that given by Bishop Watsop. He says: “A genuine book is one written by the person whose name it bears as the author. An authentic book is one that relates matters of fact as they really happened. A book may be genuine without being authentic, and a book may be authentic without being genuine.” To this Webster adds, “Some, writers speak of an authentic document in the sense of a document produced by its professed author, not counterfeit”—Chicago News.

A Flower Game.

A new version of “drop the handkerchief” is played by forming a ring with one child staying out. Each child takes the name of a flower or shrub. The child outside the ring has a small branch in her hand, which she drops behind the player, calling out the flower name of the player. As she does this she starts to run around the ring with the one called close at her heels. Whichever reaches the vacant place first wins, and the other must stay outside the circle. If she forgets the flower name or calls the wrong, one, she must pay a forfeit. All forfeits are paid when the game is ended. An Indian Game. Flying the arrow is a game that Indian boys like to play, and they are very skillful at it. A clever player sometimes has ten in the air at a time, but you can be glad if you have three arrows up at once. Provide yourself with a bow and several arrows. Shoot up in the air, and tpe aim of the game Is to have as many arrows as possible up in the air before the first airrow falls to the ground. Alertness in fitting the arrow to the string is the most important part, and the sending of the first arrow way up high is the other necessary achievement. Street Candies. The candies, cakes, etc., that are sold from push carts in the streets soon get covered with dust and germs, and every child should remember Kipling’s lines to the children of India, for they are as true here as there: Them that takes cakes Which the Parsee man bakes Makes dreadful mistakes. Dorothy’s Mustn’ts. "I’m sick of ‘mustn’ts,’ ” said Dorothy D.; “Sick of ’mustn’ts’ as I can be. From early morn till the close of day I hear a ’mustn’t’ and never a ‘may.’ It’s ‘you mustn’t lie there like a sleepyhead’ , And ‘you mustn’t sit up when it’s time for bed,’ ‘You mustn't cry when I comb your curls,’ ‘You mustn’t play with those noisy girls,’ ‘You mustn’t be silent when spoken to,’ ‘You mustn’t chatter as parrots do,’ ’You mustn’t be pert, and you mustn’t be proud,” ‘You mustn’t giggle or laugh aloud,’ ‘You mustn’t rumple your nice clean dress,’ ‘You mustn’t nod in place of yes.’ So all day long the ‘mustn’ts’ go I 1 Till I dream at night of an endless row, Of goblin ‘mustn’ts’ with great big eyes That stare at me in shocked surprise. Oh, I hope I shall live to see the day When some one will say to me, ‘Dear, yovi may,‘ A> For I’m sick of ‘mustn’ts,’ ’’ said Dorothy D.; "Sick of ‘mustn’ts’ as I can be!” —Ella Wheeler Wilcox