Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 235, 19 August 1916 — Page 11

THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM WEEKLY SECTION OF THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM

NEWS OF THE BOYS AND GIRLS OF WAYNE COUNTY IN THE JUNIOR FREE TRIAL SUBSCRIPTION SEE THE COUPON ON FOURTH PAGE. RICHMOND, IND., SATURDAY, AUGUST 19, 1916

Nicolletta Gets Summer Outing in Mountains

Nicoletta Is a little Italian girl excuse me, I mean a little Ameri can girl who used to be an Italian, whose father and mother brought her and her four brothers and sis ters over from Rome four years ago. Her -whole name is Nicoletta Piscitelll and she is just ten years old, but guess what wonderful thing has happened to her. Her, Sunday School teacher grew so fond of her that this summer she took little Nicolletta on a long, long trip that lasted eight weeks, and they went down south, and in the mountains, and all through ever so many states, and finally they came here to Richmond. Just think what that meant to that little girl. She lives in a part of New York, where they never have any gras3 or trees or flowers, and everything is all jumbled together and dirty; and her father and mother both work all day, so that Nicolletta had to cook and sweep and sew most all the time. And then it was just like a fairy story, when a beautiful lady came and changed this little Cinderella into a lovely, stylish girl with silk dresses and big, floppy hats, who traveled hundreds of miles in Pullman cars and ate on the diner, and met lots of rich people, and rode in automobiles and had nothing to do but just what she pleased all the time. And now she has gone back home again. But do you know what she has done? She has divided out all her lovely clothes between her oth er little sisters, and she is spending ner lime telling them all about ev erything she saw. NEWS REVIEW An 8 hour day probably will be the solution of the threatened railroad strike. The officials seem to be ready to agree to it. Because of the shortage of wheat this year, the price is now the highest it has been since the Civil war. A practical result probably will be ten-cent loaves of bread. Louis Brandeis, Associate Judge of the Supreme Court, and Franklin K. Lane, Secretary of the Interior, have been named by President Wilson as our representatives to settle affairs with Mexico. The southern army of the Russians have captured an important gateway into the Hungarian plains. The Italians also have made important advances. President Wilson announces that he will make no "stumping tour" for the campaign this year, but will give addresses where he is invited. An explosion on the Italian war ship Leonardo de Vinci caused three hundred to be drowned. WHERE JOY LIVES On, O Man! while the sun is high, On to the certain joys that lie Yonder where blazeth the noon of day, Over the hills and far away. Eugene Field.

Children's Tent

Miss Grace Shera will have charge of the Children's Tent again this year at the Chautauqua, so all the little folks can be looking forward to as good a time as they had last year. Every morning from 9 to 11, things will be going on. All those skipping games and morning songs, and soap bubbles to blow, and colored papers to make things out of on rainy days, and two sand piles instead of one to play in, and the walks down into the Glen to be taken: all these, just the same as last year, waiting to be done. BuWhere is something that Miss Shera Is planning this year that you didn't have last time, and that is a great big picnic the afternoon some day, just for children. And all the children of all parts of the Chautauqua can come and bring

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This picture shows a field the men along the Rio Grande. warriors. Mary and BY LI LA MAE ASHINGER A serial story by a local author. Chapter I It was a bright Bummer-day, as the little girl at the age of eleven was walking through the garden. Her mother was watching her little daughter through the window. Then the maid came and told Mrs. Mario that breakfast was ready. "All right we will be right there," called Mrs. Mario. "Mary, Oh! Mary, Come on to breakfast." "All right,'' she called back harshly. You might think Mary was a good natured girl, but she wasnt. She was always mad. When Mary got there, every one else was there. I forgot to tell you that Mary had a little sister who was eight years old. She was a pleasant little girl, always laughing and joking and her name was Margaret. Mary's father, mother and sister a little lunch, and Miss Shera will make you all have the best picnic you ever had. Last year you remember how many were over there every day, don't you? More than ever before, you know, . even between seventyfive and a hundred; so this year no telling what number there will be. And so don't wait until the Chautauqua Is half over before you start going over there in the mornings, but go the very first Monday morning and enjoy the whole thing. Patsy is going to be back again; Patsy with all his good crisp Cracker Jack, and fresh creamy taffy, and Birthday parties! Aren't you glad? Get your mouth all made up to taste those good things, and then spend every minute you can out at our; good old Chautauqua

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Her Sister were already there. To be sure she was ashamed for they were always there first. She was very very mad. "Well why are you down here so soon?" she. asked. "This is not soon. We are in time but you are late. So you may eat in the kitchen and the maid may eat in your place here," said her father. Gee, but she was mad. "I will eat here or no place at all," she said in a harsh tone. . . "Well do as you please then,"; was the reply. , , She then went outdoors and sat down and began to cry. All at once she heard a voice. It was a screechy voice. She looked on the left but could not see any one. Finally she looked on the right side and there she saw a little boy about her age. "What are you doing in our yard?" "Why, I am your neighbor, so I thought I would come over and get acquainted with you." "I don't want to know you," she said. "Why don't you?" "Because I don't." "I will make you like me." "Well such a remark." "Thank you and goodby," he said. He walked away whistling. In the meantime the rest of the folks were eating their breakfast and enjoying the meal. But the little sister was not. She felt sorry for her sister Mary. She got up and walked out into the garden where Mary was sitting. She came up and eat down beside her. Mary told Margaret all about the little boy whom she had met "I should like to see the boy yon are talking of," said Margaret "He said he was coming past tomorrow about this time." "I'll be down then," said she. The next day which was Friday, Margaret went down to the same rock her sister had gone to the day before. She did not have to wait

long, for soon she saw a boy com

Fed ing down the road whistling. When he came up to her he spoke and tipped his hat and he thought she was prettier and sweeter than her sister. But he did not stop. He went on. Margaret thought it queer that he did not stop, but she went on to the house and told her mother whom she had seen and what she had said but told, her he did not stop. Saturday Margaret's mother told her -that she was to go to New York with her father and get some things for the following day, for they were going to have guests. She told Mary to go into the kitchen and help get ready for the next day. - ,; So Margaret went to the city and bought the things her mother wanted. Sunday came in a hurry and when it was time for Mary to go to her room her mother said she would have to stay there until the guests had gone home. Margaret went to her sister and found her crying. "Why: are you crying?" asked Margaret : "Mother made me come up here and stay," she answered. "She said I did not have manners." "Well I will tell you what I will do. I will ask mother, to let you try once more." Although the guests had arrived she asked her mother, who finally gave her consent Margaret ran up stairs and told Mary she could try once more. When they came down stairs they found their guests were the new neighbors and the little boy whom they bad met The day passed happily and when night came the guests went home and when Mary went to her bed her mother came to kiss her good night "You acted very good today," her mother said. ' To be conttnued) . BO8T0N COU8IN " When our little Boston cousin was out camping her father told her cot to be afraid of a little water snake she saw in the grass, even if it was darting out Its fangs at them. "But, daddy,"! she objected. The can hurt us. Just look, he's sharp

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Camp Fire Girl

Is in Favor of Swimming Pool August. 1916. Dear Editor of the Junior Pal ladium: I am a Camp Fire Girl and I would like to. say how very very much I am In favor of having a swimming pool in that new Martha Washington Hotel which is to be erected on South Eighth SL I think that scarcely anyone real' izes what a great ' benefit such a thing would be to the girls of Rich mond. It is as important to us as a tennis court or play grounds or any other institution which tends to develop us physically. As it Is we have no perfectly sanitary place to swim.' There are hundreds of girls in Richmond to whom such an institution would be a real salvation. The boys are equipped with a swimming pool. Why should not we girls have one also? Dear Editor, this is simply an appeal from the Girls of Richmond, to the Directors of the new Girls' Hotel, that they will build a swimming pool In the building. Trusting that you will advocate the project at every opportunity, I am Yours sincerely, . , A Camp Fire Girl Dear Camp Fire Girl: ' Be assured that the Junior Is for the swimming pool as strong as print and paper will allow. Keep up your enthusiasm, and as soon as we can work on a definite campaign, we will use "all you can give us. Different dob women have ex pressed their interest, so I'm sore we can get those directors to reel that our swimming pool will be one of the most important parts of that building. See if they don't! Aunt Molly . Peter's Fairy Story "You must pick some berries before noon," Bald Peter's mother one bright summer morning; - 4 "It's always 'pick berries!' said the boy as he went to find his hat It's work, work, work; and nobody has to work but me!" As he walked slowly down the narrow walk his face was not a pleasant sight at alL It was a pretty place, this, berry pasture back of the house, where the birds sang as they got their babies breakfasts and the big yellow bumble bees buzEeil cheerfully as they hurried from flower to flower. The ants were busy too, running back and fort laying up food in their sandy hills, and a ber ry spider was spinning bis web fast as he could. . ,.( Peter noticed these things as he walked - along, and it made him think a great deaL "I wonder if bugs and ants always have to work." he thought as he looked at bis bright tin pail It didn't seem as large as it did before. Peter knew that he could pick a quart of berries in a half hour if he tried. "1 wonder it everything has to work. he said soberly as he started to pick berries with a will. . Tumety-tum they went into the pail. The shiny bottom was soon covered. In a short time the pail was half full and then it was full to overflowing almost before Peter knew it Then he went trudging to the hniisA.

"I'm going to tell you a fairy V story, mamma," he said. "Once up- Ton a time there was a boy who was V lazy. He believed that nobody had ? to work but himself. One day he went to pick some berries and he t didnt want to do it one little bit C When he went to the Held he saw r that birds, ants and spiders were f working. He was so surprised that f he forgot all about being laxy, and r picked his berries." r

And then Peter looked up in his mother's face with his big brown eyes. ANNA MAE RALSTON FOR HAPPY CHILDREN When children are happy and lonely and good. The Friend of the ChlMren comes

out of the wood. i -Stevenson. I

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