Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 193, 1 July 1916 — Page 16

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THFJ RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, JULY 1. 1916 THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM Tin Junior Palladium Is a lectioo of Tb Palladium Issued every Satur day for boys and girt of Richmond and vicinity. All boys and girls are Invited to contribute. Stories, sketches, personal Incidents, happenings In the school room are acceptable and will bo. printed. Write on one aide of the paper, and sire name, age and addrees. Send all mall to The Junior Palladium. No maaescrlnts that are not printed will be returned. The Junior Palladium is the first newspaper for children printed la Richmond. It will be devoted entirely to their interests. For this reason, it will be gmd to hare you write, or if you are too young to write, lei your parents write the letter for you. Something To Build iNfTUtKTlNO INFORMATION ABOUT THEM I SUrKltO IV THt IUREAU OF IIOLOOKAL uvwti or thb umno states mn. PENT or AGRICULTURE -caw i

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FOURTH OF JULY. Dear boys and girls: Hurrah for the Glorious Fourth! But what are you going to celebrate? We used to have the best time ever back in our old neighborhood. None of us could spend very much for firecracker, 03 we would'get together and make them last as long as possible. We would get all ready the night before by putting an old dinner bell in a Un pan on the end of my bed with a string tied on the handle. Then letting the other end of the string bans out the window, we had an unmatched alarm clock. If you don't think it will waken the whole community, try it and see. Everybody would try to Bee who would be the first one up to pull that string, and as a result, every one was out ready to celebrate by t o'clock. We did all the usual stunts of putting cannon crackers under tin cans, and in the holes of fence, or holding the little firocrackero until they were just ready to explodo and then throw them down the sewer to hear the hollow

noise they make; and goodness, I

cant remember what all. But isn't

It fun?

Now days there is lots of talk about Safe and Sane Fourths, and of course It would be just as nice as the old-fashioned kind if there were enough doing, but the main thing to do is celebrate. It is a glorieaR day; It's the day we really

became Americans, and the more we do the better. So if you have firecrackers, shoot them as hard as you can, and shout every time one goes off And if any of them are

fizzles, shout twice as loud to make up for it Show people you're proud to have George Washington

the father of your country, and

glad that every drop of blood Inside

of you is red, and that you think old Uncle Sam is the grandest man who ever stalked this globe!

You Boys Could you guess what

I've heard? Well, heard that seme

r of you boys didn't think much of my name. What do you know about that?

Have you ever had an Aunt Molly

before ? How . do you know what

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kiuu u: ui auui i ami you think I'm a poor stick that can't i

do anything but sit on a pillow and

moon over some silly book? Wefl,

I'm not, and you just better change

your mind P. Q. (I'm not allowed

to put in the D.)

I hate sentimental books, and I'll

have you understand right now and

forever after that this Aunt Molly is a dead game sport. I can ride

a bicycle and run a Ford, and play

tennis and golf, and take a twelve-

mile hike, and skin a snake; and I know an inshoot from a punt, and a short-stop from a fielder: and I used to play ducky and marbles and shinny, and I'd wear shin guards, too; and I've read some of the Alger books, and all the Rover Boy series. And I can Bhoot with a Winchester and hit the bulls-eye three times out of five, and I've climbed clear up to the top of Reld Memorial tower; and more than that I can eat a raw egg, and I'll

bet YOU can't. And If you want proof of all that, come up here to the office, and I'll show you. Now, do you have any objections to rne?

If so come up and talk it over like a man, but until then, don't cast any reflections on the perfectly good name of your old editor, and don't forget what kind of a fellow this is who signs herself. YOUR AUNT MOLLY.

Thelma Daricy Writes Story About Picture

You remember the picture of a

hen sitting on a barrel looking at a funny, dressed-up pussy-cat, that was in the Junior last week? Thelma Dai ley has written a story about It and sent it to us with the picture beautifully colored in yellow, green, blue and red. This is the letter; Richmond. Ind., June 24, 1916. Dear Sir: . I am going to write a story about the picture in the Junior Palladium. "The Illness of Mrs. Hen." Once upon a time in farmer

Brown's farmyard Mrs. Cat was getting breakfast She said to her

children, "Hurry up children, you may go and visit Miss Fluffy Cat, as I am going to make me a new

gown and 1 don't want you to bother me. After the kittens

were gone Mrs. Cat sat down to sew on her new gown, when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in." said Mrs. Cat, and in walked Mr. Rooster. "Good morning, Mrs. Cat." "Good morning, Mr. Rooster." "1 thought you would like to know the news," said Mr. Rooster, "So 1 came to tell you. "What la it?" said Mrs. Cat. -Ob." said Mr. Rooster, "Mrs. Hen has got a sore throat and

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thinks she is going to die. You had better go and see her."

"All right," said the Mrs. Cat, slipping on her Bhawl and bonnet. When Mrs. Cat got over to Mrs. Hen's, Mrs. Hen had her neck tied up in a great deal of red rags. "It is a pity my neighbors never come over to nee you when you're doing to die." "Do you think I will die?" said Mrs. Hen. "I don't know," said Mrs. Cat.

"A lot of sympathy you neighbors give me," said Mrs. Hen. "I would send for Dr. Quack if I were you." Dr. Quack was soon called and he said Mrs. Hon had a bad caHO of diphtheria. Mrs. Cat stayed a

while. When she got home she

pot the sore throat and called for Dr. Quack who called it the diphtheria.

Mrs. Hen got mad at Mrs. Cat because she didn't come over when she was 111, not knowing Mrs. Cat was sick also. Mrs. Cat and Mrs. Hen got well but Mrs. Hen is still angry at Mrs. Cat because she didn't come over when she was ill, so she tells every one in the farmyard about Mrs. Cat, but Mrs. Cat doesn't care. HARD ON THE ROOSTER. There wa8 and old woman of

Wooster, Who was annoyed very much by a Rooster. She cut off his head Until he was dead, And now he don't- crow like he used-ter.

The first redwing blackbird that I ever saw was out at Thlstlethwaite's pond. It was real early in the morning when a soft grey mist was floating up from the water in the first sleepy rays of the sunrise. We had gone through the gate and

over the narrow bridge just before you come to the little grey house, you know, when suddenly we heard a strange bird begin to sing as hard as ever he could right close to us. We looked and looked, and then we saw him. He was bobbing up and down along the end of a cat-tail, just as he Is in the picture, spreading his tail and wings, and making more noise than anything. "Honk-er-wee, honker-wee, honk-rr-wee:" over and over again.

He looked almost exactly like an ordinary blackbird evcept that he had a big red spot on each of his wings, with a narrow circle of yellow around that. There are lots of these birds at the edge of town or around water, for they build their nests right in tho reeds and tall grasses of swampy places, and every summer morning these funny little actors give their daily concert on the tip of a cat-tail, running back and forth on Iheir tinv little staee. bow

ing and bowing again to the unheeding audience of reeds and dragonflies. And yet you never have Been them! Get up some morning by five o'clock, just for fun, and go out to Thistlethwaite's yourself; and then tell us what you see.

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A Woodpecker Houw Here is the fourth and last of the bird-house series. The stock used to make this is inch thick. A shows the top, B is one side (the other to be made the same.) C is the front and the entrance or door is a 2-inch hole bored as the dimensions indicate. D is the back and E the the floor. After the parts have been put together, sand paper and paint. Protected by George Matthew Adams

Exchange Column

FOUND A boy's air rifle. The owner can have same by calling at 910 N. 10th street, and identifying it.

STAMPS A Belgian soldier interned in Holland, would like very much to obtain some American or other stamps for his collection, in exchange for European stamps. Write 'to Antoine De Coster, 18 eme Batterie de place interne, Baraque 21, Camp 1, Zeist, Holland, Europe.

WANTED To trade a new gymnasium suit for a good $1.25 base ball. Russell Sullivan, 35 South Sixth street.

I have outgrown a ball glove. It is in excellent condition. It is for sale or trade. Call 1010 S. Eighth st.

STAMPS A Belgian soldier interned in Holland, desires to obtain used stamps for the Committee of Relief and for his own collection. Write to Eudore Verbiest, brigadier, 18 eme Batterie de place interne, Baraque 28, Camp I, Zeist, Holland, Europe.

FOR SALE OR TRADE Good Squirt Gun. It cost 25c when new. Will take 15c for it if sold. If you have anything to trade what will you give for it. Everett Lasly, 1529 N. A St., City.

FOR SALE OR TRADE Angora Billy Goat. John Hipskind. Jr., 2205 East Main St., Phone 3795.

FOR SALE Cheap, a rabbit pen. It is in excellent condition. Ernest McDonald, 1221 Boyer st

TO TRADE A good base ball bat. Will trade for pitcher's mit. Garthe Pilgrim, 714 South 9th St.

FOR SALE Ingersoll watch in good running order; also two good Water Pistols. Frederick Marsden, 333 S. 10th St., Richmond, Ind. FOR SALE American Model

builder, Number 2. Will trade for anything. Phone 2780 or see Byron Wettig.

THE BOSTON COUSIN. Our little Boston cousin was playing with her dolls. "Now, Sarah Elisabeth," she said, "this is a marithmatic problem. A boy had six marbles; haw old is he?"

Bobby's Trip to New York

BY EVERETT LADY. Bobby lived with his grandmother. She was a very rich lady. They lived in a great big house.

Bobby was going to see his mo

ther and father who lived in New

York. They got up early so they could

get started early. His grandmother

had the tickets. The train started at 6:15 a. m. The conductor was a jolly fellow. All the time he stayed near Bobby. Bobby liked him. When night came his grandmother didn't put him in the berth but the conductor put him to bed. He got up in the morning and ate . his breakfast. Then he was half way to New York.

The conductor came and took Bobby into the engine cab. The

engineer was a funny fellow.

He was there in New York, next

morning. There was a big automobile. The driver didn't like

children, so he decided to stay

away from hint

They stayed there all summer

and then went heme on the same

train they came on.

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