Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 89, 24 February 1917 — Page 16

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TUB RICHMOND PALLADIUM. FEBRUARY 24, 1917.

THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM ; ' ' : . 1 The Junior Palladium la the children's" section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1916, and Issued each Saturday afternoon. All boys and girls are invited to be reporters and contributors. News Hems, social events, "want" advertisements, stories, local Jokes and original poems are acceptable and will be published. Articles should be written plainly and on one side of the paper, with the author's name and age signed. Aunt Molly is always glad to meet the children perHonally as they bring their articles to the Palladium office;, or to receive

letters addressed to the Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper

and we hope each boy and girl will use It thoroughly.

KAISER AT THE FRONT

Grandmother Gray's Stoiry Corner

It was Washington's birthday, and since little sister Margy still had the measles, Jean and Jlmmie G. were celebrating the day at Grandmother Gray's by having a George Washington tea party. '. They had made paper hats, and Grandmother Gray had allowed Jimmie G. to buckle his grandfather's Knight Templer sword around his waist, just for the grand , occasion. And now while Jean helped set the tea table with all the little dishes, Jimmie was stomping up and down the room shouting, "Men should die for their country, men should die for their country!" until finally Jean burst out, saying, "O Jimmie, hush up. I guess George Washington didn't

UERY CORNER

The editor will try to answer questions readers of the Junior submit to her. She will not promise to answer all of them. The questions will be answered in rotation, so do not expect the ' answer to be printed in tlte same week in which you send It in.

Dear Aunt Molly: I would like to know the names of the Secretary of State, the Secretary of the Treasury and the Secretary of War. Myrtle Gibson, White school.

Dear Myrtle: The secretary of

State is Robert. Lansing; of the! nation into a great government, so

want everybody . to - die, did

Grandmother?" "No, I don't believe he wanted anyone to die," said Grandmother Gray. And then poor little Jimmie G. looked so crest-fallen that she hastened to add, "Now. let's have the tea-party, and while you eat some of these hot cinnamon rolls, I'll tell you what I think about dying for your country. "Onco upon a time, Jimmie G., there was a place called Sparta where all the men thought they ught to die for their country. So they practiced and practiced on learning how to die very bravely, and soon as they had a chance they would go out and die for their country in the bravest way possible, until now all those brave men are dead, and there isn't any Sparta. "Dying for your country used to be the old ideal, but you see it didn't work, so now people are beginning to try living for their coun

try. ., Not long ago there lived a great general named Napoleon, and he had thousands and thousands of men go out and die for their country. Then in that same land was a quiet little professor named Pasteur who spent day and night bending over his microscope trying to find out the cure for people bitten by mad dogs, and after he found out, he worked just as hard on other things that would save people's lives. And so a few years ago the people of Franco decided to build a great, monument to their greatst hero, and whom do you think they chose? They chose Pasteur, because he had made people live. "Andtfo you know," added Grandmother Gray, "I believe the reason

we think so much of George Wash

ington is because after the war was over, he did the most to shape our

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One of the very latest photographs of the German Emperor, showing him in conversation with some of his staff officers behind the lines at Verdun.

The Sandman Story FOR TONIGHT

There wa8 once a little boy nam-' ed Dick, who was very fond of eating, and while his mother wanted him to eat all that was good for him she did not want him to eat so much be could not study or do anything but sleep. "Dick if you do not take care and eat less you will grow so big you cannot get through the doorway," she told him one morning. But Dick did not care; all he thought of when he awoke was the good things he should have for his breakfast; when that was over he

r.pean to think about wnat ne

War is Newton Baker; and I think! want to be an American and spend

every one in the country should

know the other members of the cabinet, too; don't you? The World Almanac Is only twenty-five cents, and it tells most everything. Ed. Dar Aunt Molly: What is the d if runts betwene gass and coals. Leoline Klua, Warner school. Dear Leoline: The main differ

ence people experienced this winter

all his life living for hi3 country

"There now," Jjmmie, don't you want some more whipped cream on your hot chocolate? All right, help yourself."

Treasury Is William McAdoo; of j just and good that everyone would should eat for dinner, and after

that he wondered wnat he wouia have for supper, so that really all

this boy though about wa3 eating

until he grew stupid and very tat.

One day his mother was going away for the day, and she told Dick

he would find his dinner on a plate in the pantry and no't to eat ony more cake or pie than he fouud on bi plate. Dick waited until she was out -of sight, and then he. went into the pantry to see what his mother had given him for his dinner. There was a nice sandwich of chicken and bread, a piece of apple pie and an orange and a piece of cake. This would have been enough for

BOY SEES ROBIN Dear Au.it Molly: . We "were talking at school.

i teacher asked, "Has anyone

The

was that when you wanted most to. . mo cnM

keep warm, gas gave out, while coal . nnn . VwoH l ut

oroved a very present help in time

of trouble. (Coal dealers, please appreciate free advertisement.) Kd. ' r x: ' ''. : . : Df ar Aunt Molly: What verse In the Bible contains all the letters in the alphabet but the letter J. Wilbur Koontz, Starr school. Dear Wilbur If you will please tell me where you got your information I suspect I can find out. Ed. ,.'

they aw one last Thursday. But I saw. one last Wednesday. I will close. Respectfully yours, Willie McFarlaud, , Economy School.

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Dear Editor: Will you please tell me what the Dead hetter Office

does with money enclosed in . such letters. Gertrude Little, Dear Gertrude: A careful record Is made of all such money, and If after four year, it cannot be sent either; to the sender or the addressee, it is turned over to the Treasury and credited to the postal department. Ed. :. .

Dear Editor: Which one was Ihe greater, George Washington or

: Christopher Columbus. E.Arnold.

Dear E.r Perhaps ! am wrong, 1

but when ever two men in . such I different circumstances and ages do : the best they can and fulfill some great mission ,ia life. I don't see g bow anyone can say one 1 greater than the other. . "Who does the best his circumstance allows, does welUjs

acts nobly, angels couia do noi

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more. Ed. ... . . . . . - Say Aunt Molly bonustly do you eoupoze anybody , cepting George Washlngtun never told a story? Jimmie G. . - '

Dear Jimmie: Honestly. I ? sup-

was a boy. Aunt Molly.

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most any boy but greedy Dick. He ate it right away without waiting for dinner time, and then he began to look about for more cake and pie. In a jar he found sugar cookies

and he helped himself to those. In a cake box he found a loaf of cake and on the shelf two pies. Of course his mother had told, him not to eat the sweets, and that he should have remembered, but greedy Dick remembered nothing where he saws sweets but his stomach, and he ate and ate until the pies and cookies and cake, too, were-finished. Then Dick began to feel drowsy and sleepy. The book he was reading dropped from his hands and he nodded and nodded, and finally his head fell back in the chair and Dick was sound asleep. But when boys eat as much as greedy Dick had eaten they do not sleep very well, and" that was the way it was with greedy Dick. All at once he awoke, or he thought he did, and started to go out of the room, when, to his surprise, he could not get through the doorway. He pushed and tried to squeeze through, but it was no Use; he stuck

and from the celling came hundreds of little men like the one Dick first saw. "O-ho! look at greedy Dick!" they all said, laughing and jumping about; "we will have to poke htm and kick him and pinch him to make him lean or he will have to stay where he is until he grows lean." Dick grew frightened when he heard all that was to happen to him, but he felt sure the breath would be squeezed out of his body unless he was released. "Now. all together!" the little men cried, and they jumped at greedy Dick like so many little insects. "O-o-o-o!" screamed Dick, as their sharp fingers and pointed shoes kicked and poked at him like so many little knives. Sting, sting went the pains all over his body, and then he fell on the floor with a bang and the little men jumped all over him, tramping on his body and dancing about as though they very much enjoyed his discomfort. "Can't you, let a fellow alone? Now you have made me so sore I can't move," he said. "Go away and let me rest." "We will, when we finish our work," said one little man. "We are trying to make you thin enough to live in a house, because if we left you now the old Giant, who eats very fat boys, would carry you off; so you see we are really doing you a kindness and you had better keep quiet." Dick groaned and cried with pain at ever sharp kick and poke, but still the little men worked. Dick stood it as long a3 he could and then he thought of running away. So he leaped from the floor and there he stood by the chair where he had fallen asleep. He looked around for the little men; he thought they must still be there because he still felt the sharp pains, but they were gone. When his mother came home Dick was rolling on the floor crying, and

it took a great deal of bad tasting medicine aud many days without anything to eat to make Dick well. Dick knew it was all a dream seeing the little men, but when he was tempted to overeat he remembered how it felt to be squeezed in the doorway and how much it hurt when the little men got him out, and he did not wish to have ihe dream again; so greedy Dick was careful not to eat any more than was good for him after that and he soon grew to look like other little boys and not like a fat, greedy boy. HELEN AND PAUL

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' Above is a photograph of MrsArturo de Heerin, of Philadelphia, in

the "Red Bug." her toy racing auto, which she has won several events

pose even be, told some .when-heln.the Palm Beach "Red Eur" races. Society, ever on the lookout for a a a ir.1l. riA Ami4'fn Vi t o arrr moil ri-4 I roi rt tr in tAtf TnflphinAO

new sensation, has gone mad over racing in toy machines.

fast and he could not go out one way or the other. "Ha, ha!" laughed some one near him. Dick turned his head and saw a little man standing in the room laughing at him and pointing a long, pointed finger at him. "You see what has happened to you. Greedy Dick," said the little man; "you were told not to eat the cake and pie, but you did. Now you see what has happened; you will have to stay there unless I can get my brothers to get you out." "I guessed you could not do much cr your brothers, either, if they are as small as you are." said Dick. "Why don't you eat something to make you grow big like me?" "We do not want to grow big; we could not run about if we did," &aid the little man; "you are so big you cannot get through the doorway and ycu are growing bigger all the time." The little man clapped his hands three limes, and from every corner of the room and up from the floor

Helen and Paul were . two children, who lived on a farm with their mother and father. Every morning Helen and Paul had to got up early and do the chores around the house. First they would eat their breakfast of eggs and ham and sometimes mush and toast. Then Helen would help her mother wash the dishes, while Paul got in the wood. Then Helen would fped the chickens and Paul and his lather would milk the cows. In the evening Paul and Helen both In the evening Paul and Helen both would gather in the esgs, and . they had many a romp in the barn on the hay. One day when they were gathering the eggs in the hay mow as usual, Paul made a swing out of a rope and he was swinging Helen hi it. Just below them was an opening in the floor covered up with hay. The two children did not know this, and so went on swinging. Suddenly, snap went the rope and down came the swing, Helen and all. But Instead of falling on the soft hay she went down, down, down. Paul ran to help her but he only found a dark hole, and peering through it he dimly saw his sister lying in the stall below. When they picked her up they found that she was badly Druised and that her arm was broken. So Helen had to stay in the house for a long time. When Paul had sparo time he read to her. But she had learned a lesson, never to swing in the hay mow when she was sent to gather eggs. By Grace Simcoke.

Bright Pupils at Starr School At Starr school the children were writing a story from a picture called, "Anxiety." One girl was reading her story and this is hat she said: "The little girl ate the bread all up and did not give the dog any." A boy got up and said, "I do not think they eat things up, I think they eat them down." JuHa Burr. r- ' i