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TIm Jtntor PaMadian to the children's section of. the Richmond . Palladium, foaaded Mar . MM. and lasued each Saturday afternooa A1I bora and cirls are Invited to he reporters and contributors. News ; Items, social events, "want" advertiaenaents, stories,- local Jokes and . original poema are acceptable and will be published. Articles sbould - be-written plainly and on one aide of the paper, with the author's name . and age signed. Aunt Molly ia always glad to meet the children per - eonally 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 Jt thoroughly. . ,. .

THE GOLDEN BIRD : A long time ago there was a .. King who had . adjoining his pal- . ace, a fine pleasure., garden -in which stood a tree which . bore golden apples and as soon as the apples were ripe they .were counted, but the next day one was missed. This vexed the King very much and he ordered that watch should be kept every night beneath the tree; and having. three sons he sent the eldest,. when evening set in, "into the garden; but about midnight the youth fell into a deep . sleep, and in the morning another apple was missing. The next night ' the second son had to watch, but 'he also fared no better, for about .midnight he fell fast asleep, .and .another apple was wanting In the . morning. The tnrfl .came now to the third son, who was eager tq go; but the King hesitated for a long time, thinking . he would be less wakeful than his brothers, but at last he consented. The , youth lay down under the tree and watched steadily, without letting sleep be his master, and just as twelve o'clock struck something rustled in the air, and looking up he saw a bird flying by whose feathers were of bright gold. The bird lighted upon the tree, and had just picked off one of the apples when the youlh-shot a bolt at it which did not prevent its flying away, but one of its golden' feathers dropped off. The youth picked the feather up, and showing it the next morning to the King; told him what he had seen during the ' night.' Thereupon the King assembled his council and everyone declared that a single feather like this was worth a kingdom Martha Hablng, 8t. Andrew's School; Age 10 years. Two Frcsch Orphan In the city or Brest, France there were two French orphans.": Their names were . Paulette and Marie. As they sat en Paillette's steps, they began to talk about their new fathers and homes. . Paulette said that her father, . ( meaning the. one who adopted her) was a circus owner, and that he was going , to send her a trained goat She said that the goat could jump through hoops, stand on his hind feet and do lots of things. Marie said: "You have nothing on me," She said her father owned big steam boats and he - was going to bring some over and let her ride up and down the river. "Well, 1 will let you play with my goat if you will let me ride on the steamers." "Well, we are both satisfied," said Marie. And the two French orphans were very happy after that. John Lady, 11 years old. STORY OF A KITTEN I am a little kitten. My name is Snowball. I live in a little house. There is a little girl, her name is Ruth. She feeds me meat and gravey. I sleep in a little house behind the stove. In the morning I get up and try to get out. When Ruth hears the door knob rattle she gets up and lets me out doors. One morning I got lost. Ruth was very sorry. A little girl picked me up and carried me home with her. She fed me meat gravey just as Ruth did. The little girl's name is Ada. She lets me sleep behind the stove at night. I do not go out doors very often. I stay in the house and play with a spool of thread. One time when I was playing the thread got tangled on my feet and I said mew, mew. Ada looked around and she saw roe. Ada took J.he thread "and put it in the drawer, then she gave me my dinner. After dinner Ada put some doll clothes on me. I did not like that so I kicked them off, then she took me to town with her. Ada tied a rope around my mi and led me. I walked slow and Ada said hurry up snowball, so Ada pulled me. I did not like that so I ran away. Ruth or Ada did not know where I went ever-after. Marie Healton, Economy, Ind. "

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PALLADIUM Grandmother Gray's Story Corner. I Poor Jimmie G. was so tired of being ' quarantined he couldn't think of anything to do but lie on the couch and thrash around like a roaring sealion. , 1 ; "Oh, grandmother," he groaned, "I wish I was a green elephant in the middle of a circus tent, and then I guess I wouldn't be quarantined for the measles." ' "No," answered Grandmother Gray, "but there would be a cross old keeper there poking . you behind the, ears with a sharp stick, and making you do things lots worse than staying in the house. You better think of something else." .v.' "Well, then," began Jimmie once more, holding one leg straight up in the-air and trying to touch the bottom of a picture- with his toe, ' I . wish 1. 1 . was an.. Arab way out" in the middle of the biggest desert on earth, and then I guess I would not be quarantined for the old meatles " ' . ' "No," answered ': ; Grandmother Gray! "but you would be so thirsty and hot that .you'd wish mighty hard that you wei'e back in good old Indiana, ' especially when . it grew dark and the panthers would come creeping up all around you, and their eyes would shine like balls : of fire In the night, and they'd scream. So you better think of something else." "Well, then," said Jimmie. tossing from side to side as he tried his best to think of something that would be perfectly happy without one single drawback, "I wish I was king of all the fairies, and didn't have to do anything for a whole month but just what I wanted to, and then I -guess I wouldn't even know anything about the measles." "I'm not so sure about that," answered Grandmother Gray shaking her head, "haven't ' you ever heard about the terrible disease that fairies. have that's considered even worse by them than the measles? It's .a disease that even boys and girls get pretty badly sometimes but it is never as fatal with them as it is with the poor fairies." "No, I never heard about it," said. Jimmie, sitting up and growing Interested at once, "what is it? Have I exer had it?" "Yes, I think you have a touch of it now," answered grandmother, very seriously. "Because, you seek 1 J 11 AW t 1 n "The figgety-wiggles," said Jimmie G. "What's that?" "Oh, the figgety-wiggles is a very deadly disease with the poor fairies," began - Grandmother Qray. "When a fairy is taken with this malady, the little prickley spots of figgety-wiggles break out all over, and the poor invalid has to keep shut up in the most strict quarantine until it is ail over, or else this trouble spreads rapidly to all the other fairies, and they even bring it to boys and girls. Did I ever tell you about the time when Ozmer, the prince of the fairies, got the figgety-wiggles?" "No. Tell me," urged Jimmie. -"Well," began the story-teller, "once upon a time there was a little prince in fairyland named Ozmer who wanted to have a good time with the other little boy fair ies, but his mother told him that he could do anything he wanted to. as long as he didn't let one morn ing go by without watering the flowers with dew, since that was his special duty. "So as soon as vacation began, he started in sprinkling, all their flowers in fairyland with dew the first thing in the early morning. But one day, Punerline, the little mischief maker among the fairies, came up to Ozmer and said, 'Do you have to work in vacation T I know a place where you can have

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more fen than anything,, and you have never been.' . - - " 'Where's that?' asked Owner." " 'It's to go to a very solemn place where people go, called church." " I don't see any fun in 'that,' said the little prince. "'Oh, that wouldn't be fun, If it weren't for the boys and girls that go there. Whenever you see one that's looking out the window, or counting the people there, or drawing pictures in the hymn books, instead of listening to the sermon or singing the songs with the others, why then, just light on their shoulders and begin slowly rubbing your wings across their neck. You ought to see them, it's a circus. "What do they do?' asked Ozmer. ' " 'Oh, you just ought to see-them, I can't really tell you, it's so funny. First they jerk around, an' then they just scratch, and when they reach around to the back, of their neck, why you Jump around on their arms, and trail your wings around there, an' if they almost catch you on their arm, why then fly down on their ankle and begin crawling up their leg real slow and creepy-like. You -surely can get them goin'. They jump all around the seat, and they don'P know what's the matter. " 'I'd like to go,' said Ozmer. 'Do they have it every day? " 'No,' enswered Punerline, 'they only have it once a week, but tomorrow's the day. So if you'll go with me, we'll have to start before any of the other fairies are up, or else they all will want to go along with us. And besides, it takes you so long to ' do your work, we'd never get there if we didn't run off. "And so the next morning," continued Grandmother Gray, "those two mischievous fairies ran away from fairyland before anyone else was awake. When they came to the big city, they slipped into church through the slit where the beautiful stained glass window was turned partly open. It had taken so long to fly all the way, that already the people were sitting in the long rows of pews, and Osmer and Punerline at once began going from one seat to another, bunting out the boys and girls who weren't paying attention. It was lots of fun, and sometimes, when a boy would be squirming all around in his seat and his mother would look down and frown at him as she whispered, 'Willy, sit still! those bad little, fairies would almost laugh out loud. "But, there was one thing that Punerline forgot to tell Ozmer, and alas for Ozmer, it was a very important thing for him. Punerline forgot to say that if a fairy never had bad the figgety-wiggles, that was the very thing that gave it to them, for the figgety-wiggle germs are all over the back of the neck of every single boy and girl, and when a fairy trails his wings across FIRE

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SPARROW HAWK (Falco parveriua) Length, about ten inches. This is one of the best known and handsomest, as well as the smallest, of the North American rawks. Range: . Breeds throughout the United States, Canada, and northern Mexico; winters in the United States and South Guatemala. Habits and Ecoonomic status: The sparrow hawk, which is a true falcon, lives in the more open country and builds its nests in hollow trees. It is abundant in many parts of the West, where telegraph poles afforde it convenient perching and feeding places. Its food consists of insects, small mammals, birds, spiders, and reptiles. Grasshoppers, crickets, and terrestrial beetles and caterpillars make up considerably more than half its subsistence, while field mice, house mice, and shrews cover fully 25 per cent, of its annual supply. The balance of the food includes birds, reptiles and spiders. Contrary: to the usual habits of the species, some individulas during the breeding season capture nestling birds for food for their young and create considerable havoc among the younsters of the neigborhood. In agricultural districts when new ground is broken by the plow they sometimes become very tame, even alighting for an instand under the horses in their endeavor to seize a worm or insect. Out of 410 stomachs examined, 314 were found to contain insects; 129, small mammals; and 70, small birds This little falcon renders good service in destroying noxious insects and rodents and should be encouraged and protected, cot' dbeara feaovet-. .sen that spot, it makes a case of the wiggles develop faster than anything else. "And so, you can imagine what - FIGHTING AIRPLANE IS Hit Mill i tmtUD wf i t yrni

a desperate ease of this terrible disease poor little Ozmer had when he Anally reached . fairyland once more. For a whole month he had to he quarantined, but when it was over he said to his mother, 'I guess next time, I'd rather do my work even in vacation than go off with Punerline and have that kind of fun.' And that was the last time the little prince of fairyland ever neglected his work in vacation." Jimmie was silent for several minutes after Grandmother Gray had finished the story. Then coming over to her side he bent his head down so that she could have a full view of the back of his neck, as he said. "Say,, grandmother, can you see whether any of um are still on me, back there? And if they are, please knock um off an' tell um to go home. It's bad. enough to be quarantined for the measles without havin' fairies give you the figgety-wiggles besides." MY PET DOG When I was about seven years old I had a dog Teddy. If any of us children would hit each other ho would bark al us. He was brown. One day my sister took him home to live with her? When my sister would come home he would carry her pocket book to the door. He would go to the grocery f r her. He was run ver by, an automobile and killed. We miss him very much. Catherine Lane 5B Grade, Warner School. NESTED IN BEARD "There was an old man with beard Who said it was just as 1 feared Two Owls and a hen Four larks and a wren Have all built their nests in my beard. Horace Webb, 5 B grade, Warren School.

HAD A PICNIC The children who belonged to the St. Paul's Lutheran church Mission band had a picnic Thursday afternoon at Glen Miller park. Just think the aid society entertained all these little folks at the park jvith a grand supper. There were all kinds of good things to eat. HERE'S A MOTTO Here's a little motto I found the other day: "The thing that goes the farthest towards making life worth while, That costs the least and does the most, is just a pleasant smile." PATRIOTIC HYMN God Bless our Native Land ' ' Firm may she ever stand Through storm and night When the Wild Tempest's Rave' Ruler of wind and wave So Thow Our Country Save ' By Thy Great Might. Henry Cook, Starr School LATEST ... - . .in i w..-....