Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 95, 3 March 1917 — Page 15

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The Sandman Story FOR TONIGHT

This Tommle Tucker you are to hear about was not the one who sang for his supper. This Tommle Tucker was a worsted doll. He had two shiny black eyes, and they were bright enough to see everything that went In the playroom, Tommle was able only to see one thing, and that was Isabel, the French 'doll, who lived in a doll house that stood near the corner where Tommle usually spent most of his time. Ills little mistress had outgrown Tommie, and he seldom was taken from his corner, but he could see all that went on in the playroom, and if he had not been so much in love with Isabel he might have enjoyed his quiet life. When Isabel was put in her house for the night Tommle would sigh and watch for her to come out in the morning, and when she went out with her little mother for a ride in her carriage Tommie would sigh again and watch for her return. So that much of the time Tommle was sighing, and never once was he able to tell his love until one rainy day fate gave him his chance. Isabel's little mother was playing school, and all the dolls, big and small, and the paper doll were taken out and put in chairs for scholars, and Tommle Tucker found himself in the seat next to Isabel. His heart thumped so he was sure Isabel must hear It, but if she did not a sign did she give. She kept her eyes fixed on the teacher. When school was over the teacher went out of the room without putting any of the dolls away. Even Isabel was not put in her house for the night and Tommle's heart beat this time with hope, for he knew that at midnight the toys could talk, and then he could tell his love to Isabel. He did not speak at once on the stroke of 12. He waited until there was quite a noise from the other toys and then he leaned toward Isabel and said very softly, "I love

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Isabel did not answer, sne am not even look at him, so Tommie spoke louder. "1 love you," he said again. "Are you speaking to me?" asked Isabel, holding up her head and looking down on poor Tommie all she could. "I did speak to you," said Tommie, very meekly; "but if you do not wish me to, of course I won't again." "I donV said the haughty Isabel. "I have never met you and you are only a worsted doll, while I am French. rk-ase remember that in the future ard keep ycur place." Poor Tommie Tucker felt himself growing smaller and small -?r as Isabel talked, and whn she finished he was sure he coilld have crawled into the tiniest box he ever

saw. But he went back to his corner! the next day and pished and watch- j ed for Isabel just as h had before. One day the little mistress came J

into the playroom, and to everybody's surprise Rhe went to the corner where Tom into Tucker was sit

ting and incited him up and carried j

him out of the room. When he next, appeared no one knew him, as he "wai dressed in uch a goretPOUR costume. He wore on h!s hca? a fur -cap with a nic? of gold. sticking upon

it; around bis shoulders he wore a hire cape frimr'M -villi Kold bra'd i and down ln side of his blue trous-' erc. was noro r,r.i(l h:aW, j The can was thrown bock c-'erj me shou'der and one arm hogged; clo.e to his l.-rrjyt a pun bright anl ' new. Ronih"',v ho hnd hcr wade to stand on '. n:ui ihr little ml?-, trees stood him in front cf Isabel's horse. ', Tomra' wns sc nrord he could t lnrdly v r-U for 1" o'"lori- to com.t Hf wate n rnTh hak and ' fcr,h: h 'are n bit t'-ou' talking rnvr. trr bo ir initc welt how bara-me lr"ke'l. H hi-! , ' rnught Fi-bt rf Vjirlf In the tntr-' ror when hf va on fhn rib!" 'n 'he : trwing room sfer Mi new c!o'ht-3 wrre f"r?'"irl. ""i-l be ba.1 no: , rr-cognl-cd Vnis.'lf .at first. When midnight .-iri T'orTn' bcpai to march hn.r rVrh, ?'Hii: ..-nd fcrrh. ar:l iv . ja i a i . Ihe tovp rpi" tr look. f hin "Isr't hp .''"1"m1,. ".su'i bis cn-r -. reauMfu!? J-:.. ..ok tl thn: rv" Toramio h??-d 'V shvIpr, f.u1- f-

voice be listened tor he did not hear, and he did not see her, either.

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But Isabel saw Tommle. She was peeking at him from behind the curtains, and she had fallen In love with the gold braid. She knew he looked handsome, and she knew It was Tommie Tucker, even If the others did not. By and by the door opened and Isabel came out and sat on the steps. "You must be tired walking so much," she said. Tommle did not turn his head. "I should think your arm would be tired holding that gun all the -time," she 6aid as Tommie passed her. Tommie stopped and saluted her. "Did you address me?" he asked in the most sedate manner. "I thought you might be tired," said Isabel, "and would like to rest. Won't you sit down?" ' And then all the harsh things that Tommle had intended to say to her went out of his mind, and he saw only Isabel and heard her invitation. "Do you care if I am tired?" he asked. "I do not like my friends to be

Snappy or uncomfortable, said ibe In her sweetest tones. Poor Tommle Tucker was so hap py he could not stand up, so he sat down on the lower step. Daylight came on them before they knew It was so late or early I suppose I should say. and when Isabel's little mother found them the next day she said: "Oh!" Isabel tell out of the door and the soldier

Isabel and Tommle were too nappy

to care what anyone thought) and Tommle Tucker lives in the doll house now, although he is not called Tommle Tucker; he is called the Soldier.

A BEAR STORY Once upon a time there was a little girl, her name was May. She had a brother, his name was Tom. One day May's mother told her to go to her grandmother's house and get some cornmeal for their dinner. So May went and on her way back she saw a bear coming toward her. She did not think the bear could climb a tree, bo she climbed up a tree as far up as she could, she thought she was safe now. The bear came right after her. . She threw a handful of cornmeal in the bear's eyes. The bear dumb down out of the tree and scratched It out of his eye then he came up again. May threw another handful of cornmeal In the bear's eyes. ' The bear climbed down the tree and scratched it out. The bear started Up again. . May did not have any more cornmeal left May saw Tom coming with his gun. Tom reached in his pocket for some shells, but he did not have any. But he found a nail so he put it In his gun and shot it and nailed the bear's tail fast to the tree. May and Tom got home alright and had fun telling the story to their friends. Alice Wissler, 5th Grade, Locust Hill school, Center Township.

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Tony, The Bootblack

Chapter III. The Discovery of the Counterfeiters, and Tony Falls Heir to a Fortune." The next morning Tony came to work as usual, hut at evening he disappeared as he had done often in the week. Paul went home, went to bed and dldnt worry any more. But this night Tony made his greatest discovery. He had a pistol in his hand and went out towards the bridge. As he eame nearer, he saw a light coming from the ground, and heard voices. He slipped up softly and peeped down in the big hole. He saw it was a tunnel. He slid slowly down into it and there in the middle of a room in the tunnel were men, the most wild looking, with caps pulled down over their eyes, and red and orange sweaters on. Their leader was a well-dressed man. He was the fat gentleman that Tony had his adventure with.

Finally one man called BUI went over to the wall, pushed on a button and a door opened and there was a machine which Tony wondered what it was for but he soon found out. "Say fellers yer goin' to make some dough (money) tonight?" "Sure, lets begin," said Ralph. "But wait. Close the door so no one can see in." Then as Tony heard this he knew he was trapped In, for he saw Bloody Jim shut the door and then Tony was very frightened. He felt like screaming but he knew If he did all was lost. The men pulled the queer machine out and Tony saw Ralph . Bit at It and ltt began to work. Finally he pulled something out at the other side of the machine and Toney saw it looked like money. He held it up to the light and Tony saw it was counterfeit money. He now had the clue but how was he to use it. Help was at hand if he asked for It. Tony never prayed in his life but now he pray-

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ed for the great Father to help him trot The wind was blowing wildly outside. It blew off the door of the tunnel and Tomy climbed out He ran and ran until he was out of breath. He soon reached the police station and Informed the police of what he had seen. Presently twenty-five strong policemen, all armed with clubs and pistols went to where Tony led them. They all slipped quietly down into the tun nel like Touy did. They saw th machine grinding out bushel afte bushel of counterfeit money. The slipped inside the door, fired thel pistols and then a fight began. A last the counterfeiters were put out The police came to Ralph who waf hiding in the corner and one of th? oldest police said, "Ho ho, hello Whitney, how are you today? Come on with us." Ralph was kept in a separate cell. Tony came to visit him often and Ralph asked .Tony one day if he had read Pilgrim's Progress. "No sir," said Tony. "I have," 6ld Ralph. "I used to be a preacher when I was a young man and I lived a very straight life until I was twenty-eight years old and I got in with a man who led me crooked. Then I didn't care, and I didn't heed my now dead . father's last words, which were, "Dearest eon. always lead a straight life, let no one lead you astray." Then I decided to do as my dead parent bad directed me, so I became a preacher and lived a very happy life for ten long years which were very delightful years to me. Then I was led astray and here I am waiting for the judgment. My life is like a story. But Tony get ine a pen, ink and tablet will you? Remember my words and be Bure to come tomorrow at the same time so gocd bye. Lead a straight life my boy, let nothing Interrupt It." "Good bye, Mr. Whitney," said Tony. "I will be here tomorrow. The next day when he went to see Mr. Whitney he received information at the door that Mr. Whitney was dead. "Dead," repeated Tony. "Yet dead, he took poison

from an ink bottle," said the man. "But he left this note." Tony took the note and it read as follows: "Dear Sirs: I know you will lay, the guilt of my death on Tony. Don't do it because I told him to give me the bottle and besides I am Tony's uncle, I. knew blm all the time. His right name is Joseph Campbell, Jr.- He Is heir to a great fortune. His mother lives in London, and her name is Lady Campbell. His father is Lord George Campbell. Tell him to remember my warning, he knows what it is and ask bim to forgive his wicked uncle. Ralph L. Whitney." . ; The End. Thelma Darby.

A GIANT AND A POOR BOY

Once there was a poor boy and a giant lived near by. One day a man came by and saw the boy and. asked him why he was so sad.rThe little boy said. "I am a poor boy; I have no father or mother." "Then," said the old man, "take this sword and go over to the giant, and, when he is asleep you must slip up and cut his head off. And in the cupboard is some magic cheese, and close by Is a safe of money. You take the cheese and eat some of it." . Soon the boy was on his way to the giant's home. He did as the man f aid. When he got the cheese he thought he would take it home and eat there. But, on the way home he dropped a piece. It went up in the sky above the clouds, and you can still see it every night sailing along. And , that is how the moon came. Daniel Minnick. .

"TOODLES" Our dog's name is Toodles. He is a rat terrier. His hair is black except around his neck and foot. Some times he will walk on his hind feet if we hold his front feet; we take him up town and people remark how cute he is. If we ask him if he wants a drink of water he will bark three' times (meaning yes.) He is fond of chasing the rates. One time he caught a rat but it got . away from him. - My brother puts his finger on a certain spot and telts the dog to get en the ann( a i 9 (I. n ilnn .va,.. . I. t r

1 fond of biting any ones toes when they get up in the morning. Toura ! truly. Gayle Bailey. 8A, Garfield 2 School.