Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 167, 26 May 1917 — Page 17

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY. MAY 26. 1917

PAQE TURKS

JOSEPH MOORE PUPIL WRITES PLAY

The following little playlet was written by a fifth gracje iudent in the Joseph Moore school: THE BOASTFUL CATERPILLAR Time In the morning (after they have been out getting some food.)

Place In the forest. (The hare

is coming home.) k '. Hare (When the hare got-home) "Who is in my house?"

Caterpillar (Who is, inside the house.) "I am the big strong fight

er, I crush the rhinoceros to the

earth and tramble the elephant un

der foot. There is no where so

great a man as I." ?

Hare (Walking away.) "What can a small animal like myself do to such a large fellow that is in my house?""' (Meets a Hyena.) "There is a large fighter in,.my house,' and

will you go and talk to him ?" Hyena "Yes, I will go with you." (When they got home.) "Who. is in the house of my friend the hare?" Caterpillar "I am the big strong fighter! I crush the rhinocerous to the earth and trample the elephant under foot. There is no where so great a man as I!" Hyena "I can do nothing against so great a man." (Goes away). (Hare goes away and get the leopard.) Leopard "Who is in the house of my friend the hare?" Caterpillar "I am the strong fighter! I crush the rhinoceros to the earth and trample the elephant under foot. There is no. where so great a man as I!" Leopard If he crushes the elephant and rhinoceros to the earth. He can crush me! (Runs away.) (The bare brings the rhinoceros.) Rhinoceros "Who is in the house of my friend the hare?" Caterpillar "I am the strong fighter! I crush the rhinoceros to the earth and trample the elephant under foot. There is no -where so great a man as I!" . Rhinoceros "What! Can he crush me to the earth. I had better go." (Hurries away.) (Hare goes and get the elephant.) Elephant "Who is in the house of my friend the hare?" Caterpillar "I am the great strong fighter! I crush the rhinoceros to the earth and trample the elephant under foot. There is no where so great a man as I!" Elephant (His big legs tremble.) "I don't want to be trampled under foot." (Goes away.) Hare (Prog hops by, the hare stops him saying.) "There is a great big fighter in my house he said he could crush the rhinoceros vand elephant to the earth and that he is the strongest fighter ever found." Frog (Hopping to the door.) "Who is in the house of my friend the hare?" Caterpillar "I am the great strong fighter! . I crush the rhinoceros to the earth and trample the elephant under foot. There is no where so great a man as I!" , ' Frog-r(Hops nearer.) "I have come, the leaperl I can eat you up! Who are you?" :' Caterpillar (Whined.) "Please don't hurt me! I'm only, a caterpillar." . - (All the other animals come back to see what happened. They reach In and pull the caterpillar jjut.) All Ha, ha. ha. Virginia1 Sleeth, 6 A Grade, Joseph Moore School. YELLS OF THE Y. M. C. A. 1. Hit 'em high!. Hit, 'em low! . Yea Y. M. C. A.! Let's go! 2. Zickety boom" rah! rah! Zickety boom rah! "rah! Who rah! Who rah! Y. M. C. A. rah! rah! rah! Mr. Branimer went out to hammer, Upon a red, red barn, ; He hit his arm, t But did not harm. And that was the last of Mr. Brammer-By Joy Bailey." ;

OUR FLAG Our Flag is beautiful, brave- and true. It's stars and stripes are ever true And above its people it may stand, The loveliest Flag of all the land. . t We love our Flag from far and . near. And through the country we do cheer The dear old Flag from year to year. By Alice Starr, Starr school.

OUR DEBT TO FRANCE

Junior Folks: Now that we too, have been drawn Into the war, have you ever stopped to realize the tremendous debt we owe to the French people? In the first place, in the Revolutionary war, when our country was fighting for our democracy and our national rights, France came to help 1 us and hundreds of her soldiers died for us. ' Then-again in the civil war, when England was about to join the south against the Union, France was our friend and saved us. Then three years ago when this war broke out no one was fully prepared to meet the Germans. The Belgians tried to protect their little country but they could not. Then when Belgium was a smoking ruins, the Germans rolled their heavy guns into France, nearer and nearer towards the very heart" of the nation. Paris. But the French soldiers, and men who were not soldiers, met those guns and Meel trained men, and in the great battle of Marne under the leadership of General Joffre, with a supreme struggle, they turned the tide and stopped the German advance. They saved France and their government, and thus they stopped the Germans from turning their whole force against Russia, and invading England or using other plans. But they could not drive the Germans out of their country, and for almost three years, the, Germans have been hurling their furious attacks against the French, on the French ground. England's little army tried to help, but it was so small that within six months, it was all gone, and France "had to stand against the German army alone until England could get a real national army ready to fight. Now, almost three years later, we are coming into the war, but it will take so long to get our men trained, that the greatest strength and fury of the German army will have been spent on the French, and instead of the American boys and girls having lost their fathers and big brothers, it is the French boys and girls who have to pay that price. It is so easy to say these things, but Junior Folks, have you any idea what it means. Suppose in your school, your teacher was a young man . who made you do such interesting things, and told so many jokes and read such good books to you, that you thought he was the best teacher in the whole world. And then he went to the front. But even there he wrote back letters to you all the time, and made you feel that he still just belonged to you, even if he was fighting for your country. ..Until suddenly all his letters stopped, ana" then you heard how it happened. It was during the terrible battles of the Somme, and the teacher was so brave that he was put in the front line trenches. Then one day

the command came to charge. In the rush out in the open, he was struck, but the red cross aid could not reach him, so he only shouted "Vive la France." The Germans were so close they understood, and their bullets struck him again and again, but each time he still shouted "Vive la France." Then a machine gun was turned upon him, and so with a supreme effort he struggled to his feet, and with his last breath stood shouting, "Vive la France." That is what war means, Junior Folks, for that is a true story, of a real French teacher. And it Is because so many French fathers and brothers and teachers have done that very thing, that they checked the enemy, and saved our fathers and big brothers for us. Don't you think we ought to be grateful? We cannot do anything for those soldiers, but , do you know, there are thousands and thousands , of boys and girls in France who are so hungry ' that they are weak. At the very beginning of the war, Just after the battle of the Marne, there was one little girl six years old who lived, with her mother just out- " side of Paris, and her father was one of those who had gone out to save their country, and had never come back. So several English women who had come over to France to help, went to see the little girl and her mother, and they were frightened when they saw how white and sick the little girl seemed. They asked what was the matter, and the little girl said, "Nothing." And then they found out -that all this little girl and her mother had had to eat for ten days, was dry brown bread and coffee. ' , And Junior Folks, that was over two years ago. Then there were only a few hundred children left that way. Now there are thousands. . Thousands; just think of it.' 1 Don't you want to share up? It only takes ten cents a day to get good wholesome food- for a boy or girl over there, and yet how often do you spend your nickles and dimes for candy and picture shows? Five of you-could go together and give two cents apiece, to give some boy or girl food for one day, and if you would do that once a week all year, and there would be .six other groups of five friends doing that, too, you , see, it would mean that some boy or girl would have plenty to eat for a whole year. You don't have to do; big things, to show how grateful you are that your father isn't in the trenches; you only have to do little things, but keep doing them. Will you do your part? When you do, you can read the letters which the French boys and girls write to us, and know that they are meant partly for you, because you have done your bit towards helping pay your debt to France.

WHERE RIPPLES RUN (By Rena M. Manning, Age it, Economy, lnd.) !. y.

I. i.i It Is the brook where ripples run. And at sunset when jthe day it done, It pauses not to rest-but ripples on. Nor Is its journey ever done; Always its bubbling, ripples run Onward towards a larger stream, . Where it mingles in. the gleam i Of the sunlight's glowing beam. - II :" It bubbles oe'r the pebbles on its way. , Oh happy brook! You are ever gay Through each long night and day As you wind your joyous way Past many a dainty dancing fay. Nor are you selfish with your Joy, For on warm days comes a small girl and boy, And bathe their feet where ripples run. - v ' III Along your mossy bank one cool spring day Came a modest violet fay; She paused at your fair beauty to behold. Nor could the joy you shared with her be told, v For here she found the merriest'' spot Where she could cast her tiny lot To raise each fragrant violet where ripples" run.

ANSWER TO LAST WEEK'S PUZZLE Girls' Names.

Martha Lou. Elizabeth. Vera.' Dorothy. Hattie. Pauline.

7. Gladys. 8. Vivian. 9. Thelma. 10. Eleanor. 11. June. 12. Violet.

Contributed by Martha Lou Judkins, Cambridge City.

Y. Gives Leading Men For Y. M. C. A. War Work Richmond boys who belong to the Y. M. C. A. will be more interested in helping raise funds for the war work when they know that the Richmond secretary, Mr. Learner, and also Mr. Brammer have had their applications for active service in army centers accepted, and may be called to leave at any time, .

ANSWERS TO THE MYTHOLOG ICAL NAMES.

1. Damon. 2. Jupiter 3. Nestor. , 4. Odyssey.

5. Penelope 6. Priam 7. Socrates 8. Ulysses. Joy Bailey

. John Eliot of Massachusetts published the first Indian Bible.

MAKING READY FOR HEAVY MARCHING.

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Fifteen graduates of the New York School of Chiropody are attending to the feet of the men of the Fourteenth Regiment, N. G. N. Y., at their Brooklyn armory. There is said to be a crying need for the care of the feet of our soldiers. Everything done to Increase their efficiency may be done in vain if their feet are not in condition to stand the rigors of intense military traiatog.

.... And so dear brook, 'tis you who claim i The Joy and beauty of this world of fame. r You are ever changeable, still ever just the same; Oh little melodious, brook where ripples run. . ESTELL AND HER PETS I wonder if you .readers 6r the Junior Palladium would like to hear a story about a little girl named Estell. She is six years old and has light silky hair and a very round face, and the biggest; blue eyes, which she Bays look like automobile lamps. She lives with her papa and mamma down near-a place called stony point. Her cats are named "One Eye," "TwoEye" and "Peter C. Jones" funny names for cats aren't they? ;. And her dog's name Is Dukg. Duke is yellow and white and; has a curly tail. Well Duke can do the funniest things you ever saw. Estell will say, "Roll over Duke," and over he rolls, she then says, "Slide Duke," and he stretches out his hind feet straight; back and his front feet straight' in front and will just slide across the house. Then she gives him bread; ' One day when Duke was avery little dog, Estell'jt; mother 7 had taught him to go to.' his bed when she told him to. His bed was a chicken coop and he slept under that Estell's mother said, "Go to bed, sir." But for -once Duke "refused to go. She ' went out and looked In his bed and there, was a little snake and Duke wouldn't get into his bed till they got the snake away. Duke is a grown dog now, but don't you think him cunning? Do you like my 'story? May I come ae:ain? 1 will tall vnn noma

more dog stories. I see bo many letters about you children and you nora T r V All crVi t T txrnnl1 ir nrflttf

about Estell and her, pets. I will send this one anyhow and if they print it, why I hope to hear from boys and girls who like Duke. Mary R., Liberty, Indiana.

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Names of Poets. Folewlgonl. Subnr. Thwireti. ) Nyetonen. Liyer. i Difle. ; From Violet Parish, Age 10, Finley School. : j.

Bird's Nest in Apple Tree T 1 I t . . &

in our j uru mere is a uiru s uesb It is in a tall apple tree. I saw the bird stick its head 'Out of the nest. I hope it will haveibaby birds so

uiai i can see mem learn to ny. Oliver Klausmeier, 3B Joseph Moore School, age 8.

Helped ieacner rix uoom Dear Aunt Molly I have a rug up and four designs, and a spelling paper and I helped the teacher to have the room ready for the Art Exhibit My mamma is going. Whitewater School, Pauline Bear, 2A.