Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 215, 21 July 1917 — Page 7
THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM WEEKLY SECTION OF THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM
Take the Junlor with you on your Vacation. Take the Junior with you on your Vacation. RICHMOND. IND., JULY 21, 1917
"AUNT MOLLY" WRITES INTERESTING LETTER Camp Nightengale, Lake George, Tuesday, July 17. Of all the fun I've had in camp, Junior Folks, about the most was this afternoon when I built sand houses with little Hester Homer . down on our beach. She and her baby Bister Joy, had come around on our side of Basin Bay with
their nurse and governess, because there are so many huge rocks and bowlders along the shore In front of the' beautiful summer home named "Stillwater." where, they are staying until their own new home is done. I was wearing my Camp Fire costume and had just found a funny little white plant or flower called an Indian's pipe, so she asked me if I was Pocohontas's sister, And then she said that she had an Indian dress, too, so maybe some other day she can come over and we will have an Indian war .dance. She bad found a poor little dead fish which had been washed up on the sand, so we made a little grave for it and buried poor Mr. Jerrimy Perch under a great sand monu merit. I scraped up the sand be cause my hands were larger, and Bhe patted it smooth on top, but the waves kept splashing up so much that they threatened to wash one side away, so we had to dig a ditch and build a wall all around, which we filled in with Bticks to make it more firm. Hester was just learning how to swim, so every once in a while, when an unusually big wave would come splashing up over her feet, ehe would just have to stop long enough to run out into the water for a good, splash. Then her governess who was also swimming, wouN hold onto the back of her little bathing suit, while Hester waved her arms and legs about in the water, dashing spray into the air as high as a regular fountain, and laughing as hard s she could all the time. Her little sister Joy, who had to sit on an upturned boat on the shore with her nurse, enjoyed it as much as Hester, and she laughed as hard as she could, too. The afternoon went by so fast that before Hester was half ready to leave the lovely big sand caalle we were building, her governess said, "Come, Hester," and held oat the little pink bath-robe for her to put on. So Hester had to go, but the last thing she said as she Vent pattering up. the road was, "You put lots of sticks around the wall, so it won't all wash away, won't you?" And I did. Lots of folks seem to think that just because little Hester's mother is a wonderful singer, she must be different from other people, but Bhe isn't She had every bit as much fun playing in the sand as any boy or girl in Richmond would have had, and when she didn't want to go home, her governess pleased her by letting her have her own way, and so she walked home bare foot. And the last I saw of her she was holding up her little nink bath-robe, shaking her wet curls in the air and wriggling her toes along in the dust as happy as a healthy little clam. AUNT MOLLY. SALVATION ARMY GIVES A PICNIC Wednesday afternoon there were so many boys and girls at Glen Miller park and oh. what fun they were all having. You see the Salvation Army, which has Mrs. Mammie Balrd for a captain gave a picnic on this day for all the children. They went out early in the morning on a special car. There was ice cream, popcorn, candy and all other good things to eat and' goodness me "what good things there were to eat at the noon hour when dinner was served. The children all came back to town at 5 o'clock. They all sang the "StarSpangled Banner, which is printed in the Junior this week and the captain played the coronet All the grown folks along Main street were attracted by the effective tight
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Frenchman clasp hands. BACK HOME AGAIN July 17, 1917. Dear Aunt Betty We' wrote to you last week telling you of the fine trip we had to buffalo. This week we can tell you more since we came home. After leaving the boat at the docks at Buffalo we went to the Hotel Statler where we were met by a Larkin company guide. We breakfasted and were assigned rooms. Our room was number 1143 on the eleventh floor. The elevator being jammed we- walked up eleven flights of stairs. . After establishing ourselves in our rooms we went again to the lobby and started to Niagara where we were to visit the fails and the Rapids. ' After lunching at the International Hotel we slipped from the crowd and ' walked down , to the Fails where we viewed them fjom the American side: Claude was disappointed. As to what he expected I can't say. Again sneaking back to the crowd we took the George Railroad and passed across the Niagara Bridge into Canada. It cost five cents to walk across the bridge, the same amount is charged to ride. Immediately we came to a better view of the falls where' we could observe all of it" at once. The mist blew around and we beeamef slightly : damp. Then we traveled noticing Canada's crop (which is nothing - compared to ours.) ...... Passing up the gorge we noticed the t:ack went several times almost under the cliff. Looking down on the other side we could see the rapIds just almost "yopping" and leaping up to get us. Something indescribale (if that Is the word.) We went past the whirlpool and the rock of ages. We also passed the place where the car went over Into the rapids. Several were killed and several were never found. That evening after returning to Buffalo we went to the Hippodrome. The htppodrosn accom
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. modates 4,000 people at once and is always packed. It has a twentysis' piece orchestra which furnishes only high class music. The pictures were great. That night we slept. The next morning we went to the Larkin company where we were welcomed by the Larkin company band. v ' After a brief talk by one of the officers we were split into parties and each party conducted through the factory by a separate guide. We saw the largest soap boilers in the World, one being 32 feet across and four stories in heighth. This being where the Larkin's Sweet" Home soap is boiled. After being boiled for a certain length of time it is poured into casks holding about 2,500 pounds each. After it has hardened, the iron sides taken off and a huge cake of soap is beheld. Then it is cut into the regular size cakes by the means of piano wires.. We saw how cold cream, petroleum cream, cinnamon and many other things were made and packed. Drifting from one thing to another through their mammoth offices until we at last came onto the lawn. From tlwre we. had our pictures taken and then we were taken to their reception rooms. Here while we lunched we were entertained by Larkin's orchestra and by moving pictures by Larkins. The whole thing was fine, the Larkins company is certainly a well organized firm and knows how to treat its guests. It has many acres devoted to floor space and has Its own orchestra and band that can play real music. - Both of us know what real music is so we feel thoroughly at ease when we say it That evening we were taken to Crystal Beach (in Canada) where we went swimming. The water was colder than ice. Boo-oo. "' We left that night back to Statlers and the' next day we went to Toronto. Canada, via Niagara and St Lewistern over Lake Ontario. Here we .visited the Parliament building and many other thing.
We saw where Mary Pickford was born. AlmoBt every other man in Toronto was a soldier. Claude, while coming and going collected much material to write a topping good story on "Conditions in. Canada." We talked to a Canadian from the interior, one (with a leg off) from France and three others. That night we started home arriving at Buffalo in time to cross the Erie, on the boat "We got a train the next morning at Cleveland and arrived at Richmond Monday morning at 12:45 o'clock. The only city on . our travels which we felt much at home at was Columbus where we saw the state capital. Toronto, Ontario is as different from Cleveland as a flea is from a bedbug. Perhaps some day it editors are willing Claude will be able to tell you what he found out from his in terview with those Canadians on a page in the Parliament ; The trip was fine. No accidents occurred except the illness of Glenna Miller. The Larkin company is to be congratulated upon its ability to handle guests. ; ' - We wish to thank your suffering eyes for reading this stuff hoping that you may some day take a trip io that you may write about it and entertain us. We are yours very xuly. Claude G. Miller, Henry Mc-
rarlone. CAMP FIRE GIRLS ARE ASSISTING How to save occasional crops will be the work of the Camp Fire Girls," it was announced yesterday by Dr. Luther H. Gulick. president of "No. 461 Fourth avenue These crops go to waste because men and women with regular jobs 'cannot divert their energies to such temporary employment, Dr. Gulick explained. -"There are many local crops," he said, "such as strawberries, nuts, red raspberries, blackberries, Cherries they vary with the localities which are near enough to the homes of boys and girls to be gathered. Camp Fire Girls and Boy Scouts can have a great time gathering them and putting them up for their families. There are tons of fruits which won't be picked because they are not good enough for commercial purposes but which could be saved in this way. . - "The boys and girls can organ ize a trip for the morning or after noon and gather and can these fruits for their families. The owner of the crop should be given a gathered 400 quarts of fruit in one morning, received two cents a quart for it, and devoted the afternoon to play. " , "These jobs cannot be done by 6teady workers because they are not steady jobs. But they fit the lives of boys and girls. Apples will be an enormous waste this year. They are delicious dried or converted into apple butter or sauce. One Camp Fire can easily furnish all that -its community can use. "Any town that will get itself a good scoutmaster and. Camp Fire guardian can do itself a wonderful amount of good. O. H. Benson, head of the food administration canning department, has urged that this be done. In New England, where the orchards were planted to' prod ace. small successive crops, this work isparticuslarly feasible." A LETTER FROM LYNN Lynn, Ind., July 18, 1917. Dear Aunt Molly I am twelve years old. I help some with the work. I feed the chickens and help hunt the eggs and keep the old hens away from the feed while Papa and Mama milk. I long for school to commence this fall' I will be in the sixth grade. All for the first time. L. M. HAD A VISITOR "Bobbie" Paust, six months' old and who weighs twenty-eight pounds made me a visit Tuesday morning. Now of course he couldn't come by himself. His nurse, Grace Simcoke brought him in. He got to wiggling so I was afraid to hold him very long at a time.
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TO FARM OF UNCLE Dear Aunt Betty I have just re turned from a visit to my Uncle Frank's at Sandusky, Cfhio, and I had such , a nice time. They have three dogs and I Jut loved the little black dog named "Pie." I could carry him around in my arms and he would stand up and ask for something to eat. They had a calf tied to a post in the bard-yard with a long rope and we had some fun with that calf. He Would take the boys sailing around the yard when they went to put him in shelter at night. Saturday we went fishing; drove out to .the Lake in an automobile, but didn't catch any Ash. Sunday we went in the machine to Cedar Point and that .was some .nice drive over the concrete road and old Lake Erie was blue as the sky. We went down to the pier and saw the boats come in and leave but I didn't want to go on the boat for the water looked too deep. . Monday we started home. I threw stones In the lake until our train came in, then we said goodbye to Lake Erie and came home., --Russell Shafer, 3 S. Sixteenth street THE NIGHTINGALE "O, Stareyed Nightingale, How nobly, thou dost sail Through the air. No other bird can compare with thy tuneful song. " Which to thee doth belong. . I sit and hear thee sing While with tireless wing thou dost fly, ' And it makes me feel so sad, It makes me feel so bad, I know not why, O, warbler of the skies." ' -Grace Trotter. BOY BUGLER VISITS IN NEW YORK WITH "KILTIES" JTIMMIB VANCE. Jimmie Vance, the fourteen-year old bugler who is ' visiting New York City with the Gordon and McLean Highlanders engaged In re cruiting for the British army. Jin mie enlisted for service in Franc while still a schoolboy in a Scotch village. Instead he was send t Canada to aid in recruiting them
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