Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 215, 21 July 1917 — Page 10

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THE JUNIOR

The Junior Palladium Is the children's section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1916, and Issued each Saturday afternoon. All boys and girls are invited to he reporters end contributors. Neva Item, social events, "want" advertisements, stories, local Jokes and original poems ire 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 per sonally as they bring their articles to the Palladium office, or to receive letters addresdeu to the Junior Editor.- This Is your little newspaper and we hope each boy. and girl will use it thoroughly.

Grandmother Gray's v Story Corner HOW JIMMIE G. MET UNCLE DAVY ;.: Jimmie O. and hkr closest chum, BUI Williams, were leaning against the back fence one day '. talking. The reason Jimmie wasn't 'any place else was because Grandmother Gray was baking good oatmeal cookies and be wanted to be on hand when the first batch was turned out . ' "Jim," started Bill as he gave a kiek at an imaginary stone, "Who's that old colored man that's mowin' your yard?" "Who's that old fella?" and Jim-" mie pulled himself up to the top of the fence, "Why, he's an old Blare." "How'd you know he's a slave," said Bill as he pulled out his knife and started to whittle oa the fence post, "Jes when did you ever find out such a thing, you said the first you saw him was this s'mornin." "Yes," said Jimmie, "But I heard him tell Grandmother Gray all about hisself." : ? What de say?" questioned Bill growing interested as he tried to cut on a knot. "Oh, not much, Jes said he lived up in. Bayard's woods and that he wux supported er somethin like that by the government 'cause he fought in the Civil war "An he's a mowin yer yard?" laughed BIB sornfuily. "My uncle that fought in the Civil war don't work fer livia." "Yes," fired back Jimmie," 1 guess all the soldiers tint as lazy as your uncle neither, bo there." "Maybe they ain't What's that feUow's name?" said Bill not stopping to disease bis uncle's harness, ler laziness seemed to ran in the family and Bill had a fair share of It. - w :: vw;v- , "Just Uncle Davy, I guess," answered Jimmie. LAST FAREVELL AS

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A New York guardsman's farewell to Vis family. This same little etnestic scene is taking place in all parts of the country today.

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PALLADIUM "Uncle Davy," laughed Bill agin, "he ain't your uncle." "Yes, but that was the way' they named those southern darkies and Just then Bill's mother called him so stopping the conver sation. Thue left to himself he sought amusement around in the front where Uncle Davy was just getting ready to trim. Coining cautiously up to Uncle Davy he at onee made friends and soon the two were talking like old chums. "Didn't yo eber steal no apples, Jimmies y asked Uncle Davy as he deftly ran the shears around the tender plants. "No r I never tare, Aunt Molly says its naughty to steal, is it?" and Jimmie G. turned to find Uncle Davy chuckling. "Yes, it shua am, if you all jes do it for f tease de ol farmer. But when you really have a sort a hankerin' for 'em I guess it's 'scuasable," and Uncle Davy shifted his position so as to face Jimmy, '1 mebmer wunct when I wuz jes a little boy wid de other chilluns on de plantation, we planned to rob de apple orcherd. So dat night after ebery body else had gon' ter bed we snuk.up an robbed de marstus best favorit apple tree. Apples land sakes dem wuz reglar pumpkins jes as round and as full as the moon. "We all lowed 'twould be de bestus stealin' case dat wuz eber pulled off at the ranch. Elver one of us wuz a profersyin 'bout de fuss our niareter ouid raise and de amount of aarcbin' he'd go thru and ebery thing and nen he wouldn't ketch us alL "Ebery one of us ate our fill of dem luscious fruit and ebery one of us ranked right home without our folksea known nothing' about it an eberyone of us chuckled ourselves to sleep to think of de smart trick we'd a pulled over on de marster.. ' "Well next mounin it was jest as BUGLE CALLS HIM

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we'd expected ebery single one of the overseers was out a huntin" de byes dat swiped our marsters' apples. But we byes hadn't hid oirselves so well after all 'cause we 'ad all forgotten bow them apples had been Parisgreened so it happened dat ebery single one dat was in de raid wuz as sick as a yaller dog when he eats a bar of soap. "Dat's jes de way it happened an de marster cailln' dat Parisgreen makes people sick just said dat ebery body dat stealed his apples should come to him as soon as. wuz posserbul. "Well as soon as I was well enough I went to him a feelin kind a bad 'cause I wuz expectia to sure git a thrashin'. "I walked up to de marster and said, Sar I helped steal yer apples and I come to beg yer pardon and get my thrashin' fur it He jest looked down at me and sex. "So you understand that you am ter git a thrashin'? Don't you think you have had enough punishment already? Tessa, I said, but I don have ter have some thrashin 'cause I been a powerful bad boy aa he looked at me and said, 'do yer want a thrashin and I said no. Then sex he, wheneber you steal apples after this always be sure dat daey are not parisgreened and be sure daey are not der marsters choice, . you see?" "Yassa, Bex I and I goes away." Jimmie looked up, "Then stealing apples isn't bad?" "Yessa, yas indeed its bad, but I guess dat about de most part of a boy am badness anyway,'" and Uncle Davy started to trim again. Then I'm never going to steal because even the best are sometimes the worst and I believe that's Grandmother Gray calling me wait a minute and I'll brin? you a cookie" and Jimmie disappeared around the corner of the house. A FAIRY STORY . (By Isabelle Moore.) Once upon a time when wishes came true there lived a. King, who was very rich and powerful. Now this King had two children, who were twins, . their names were Ethyln and Reginald. On their birthday their father presented them with beautiful rings. Now these ringB were very powerful. They could grant wishes but they must not be vain. One day Ethyln wished she was the most beautiful girt on earth. Instantly up from the ground sprang three horseB. One said, ride me, the other said ride me and the third horse said nothing. Now these horses were, sent by Ratkin, King of the Trees. She must choose one of them on which to ride home so she took the first. Now the first carried her, a hundred mile3, the second a thousand and the third to Ratkin. Now Ratkin was a bad King and he took Ethyln to a great tower and said, "When you consent to marry me then I will set you free." All night Bhe sat in the tower and thought of home. At last she thought of her ring and looking at her hand she discovered she had lost it. When j Ethyln did not arrive at theh palace there was great commotion. Reginald led a search for her and by and by he stepped on a stone and saw Ethyln did not arrive at the palace home he wished ner back again and found her standing before him. , Help the Query Corner Some of the Junior readers have been writing me notes and asking about the Query Corner and if you boys and girls really and truly want it the Junior editor will be glad to answer your questions providing you send them in as early as possible. I have a question that Grace Simcoke asked me and I am going to save it for the Query Corner,, next week" so everyone had better get busy. LIST OF BOOKS Some one handed in the following list of books which they had read and enjoyed. The Wizard of Oz. A Borrowed Sister. An Only Child. The Secret Garden. The Poor Little Rich Girl. . Alice In Wonderland. GROWN UP LIKES FAIRIES Don't you ever let folks laugh at you because you rea$ Fairy Stories for the other day I saw a man who had just finished reading a tale like the fairies can tell so well and he said be had had a pleasant after noon. ""'-.

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KRAZY KOLUf.l of KRANKY KERNELS Edited by "By Gum, Himself" Contributions accepted not over 100 words long. Address all communications to "By Gum," care Junior Palladium. I tell you, it's going to be a lot of honor to git your crazy things not your head your contributions in this column. Don't write all you know most of us could do that in a minute. Write a lot of original stuff and don't climb all over anybody's collar bone. Make it hoppy, snappy and full of muddy wuily worms. By Gum's a good old scout if he ain't got no sense and if you don't like the spelling here spell your contributions right when you write. Whatever you do don't ask who 1 am, because I can't come out in public Not even Aunt Molly don't know. Write sump in about hoppin fishin worms or hydrephobia fishin worms or a spectacular animal like a lady bug. At's all take down a pencil, brush away the cobwebs out of your ivory dome show us you hain't got bats in your belfry and help us obliterate this kolum with Krazy Kernels. Get busy. "By Gum, Himself." SENDS US A RECIPE Richmond, Ind., July 19, 1917. My Dear New Aunt Molly 1 am going to put a recipe for something in the Junior each week. For this week it will be: Bran Muffins. 2 cups of bran. 1 cup of flour. 1 cup milk. . , 2 tablespoonsful of molasses. , 1 teaspoonful of soda. Vt teaspoon of salt. Sift together the flour, soda, salt. The add bran, molasses and milk. Pour into hot buttered gem pans and bake twenty minutes in hot oven. Grace Trotter. She Almost Got iVmsWVMHN

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"Private" Hazel Carter shaking hands with Lieutenant John J. Fallon. "Private" Carter is the little girl who almost got into the trenches in France. She donned a uniform and accompanied her husband with his regiment from Douglas,' Ariz., posing as one of the "doughboys." She "got away with it" on the troop train, boarded the transport successfully and was not discovered until the transport reached France. The Gov- ' ernment returned her to New York. Her husband and several other soldiers face court-martial for the deception. The insert shows "Private" Carter as she appears 1a the costume of her sex.

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s OCIETY iiiiHrimHiiimjiini!ni:in!jmii!!tiiiiHtimiiurTfttURini Miss Grace Trotter has returned from her visit with her aunt and will go to Niagara Falls whence she will go to Tampa, Florida, for a three weeks' visit. Miss Glenna Miller has been entertaining Miss Vera Kinert this week at her home, North West Third street. A picnic party was given Tuesday afternoon by Miss Helen Saxton. , The guests were Misses Sherry Sims, Fern and Glenna Hohman, Juanita Dwyer of New Paris and Helen Saxton. HAVING A HOUSE PARTY The campfire girls over at Milton are having a merry time of it this week for they are having a house party at the home of Mrs. Cullen Squier, their guardian. And what do you think of it each girl makes her own bed every morning just as if she were in camp. They help wash and wipe the dishes too and maybe that is why they are having such a wonderful time because they are finding time for a little work as well as plenty of time for fun. The girls who are having such a good time are Elizabeth Warren, Gladys Huffman, Mildred Larson, Beulah Heiss, Alice Murley, Albert Hoshour, lola Hall and Naomi Squier. SELL POSTAL CARDS Julia Burr, Juanita Dwyer of New Paris, Ohio, and Helen Saxton, in Red Cross costume were out selling post cards the other day and made a dollar for the benefit of the association. The girls carried flags and looked quite pretty in their nurse uniform. Dr. Yeneer Rave the girls an extra dime and tfiey bought cakes and bananas and rested a while and had a picnic lunch Into Trenches tr a t r CARTER 4 ,."iwffv.v.,.,.mv.''X v v.