Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 221, 28 July 1917 — Page 6

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, JULY 28. 1917

The History of Stellar

(By Leah Dorothy Smelker, Age 10, New Madison, Ohio) Once upon a time there was a Hiiaam a nm mod KwfViinrlif n 1 1 f tie daughter. , , The King, however, wanted a little son and when the Queen saw . the little girl she was afraid to show the baby to the King. ' So she took her to an old witch who lived In a cave a long way in- . side a mountain and asked her to take care of her Tbaby girl and bring her up to be a good woman. ,'. The witch was a very good witch - and she grew fond of the little girl. , She named her Stella and she . taught her to be a good girl as well as wise, so that when' Stella grew up she could read the fortunes ot many people by looking at the ,; Btars. - . '. . Now the Queen always visited the witch once a year for she loved her baby and only gave her up through fear of doing her harm. . - When she saw how beautiful Stella grew each year she tried to , think of some way she could have her daughter near her and let the King know it was his.. By and by the King grew old and he was afraid, the stork would not bring him a son, so he sent for a distant relative who had a son and gave him a bag of gpld to . let him adopt the son as prince and his heir. When the Prince became a man the King said to him one day, "I have not long to live and I want to see you settled In life before I .die. Go out over the country and find a wife who is suited to be your queen and bring her to me." So the Prince started out but before he left the Queen said, "Go to the mountain on the opposite side of the woods from here and you will find a cave. In this cave a daughter can read your fate in the stars. Consult her and it may help you. to find a wire." The Queen thought if he saw tne girl he might fall in love with her so she 'hurried off to the cave herself by a shorter route and took with her a beautiful dress. "Put on this," she told Stella, "the Prince is coming to you to have his fortune read in the stars. It is fitting that you should be dressed properly to receive him, but do not tell him I have been here." By and by the Prince and his servants came riding to the cave and called for the witch and her daughter. . When he beheld Stella he dismounted and taking off his hat he bent low, before her. "Can It be that ypu . are a ' daughter of a witch?" he asked when they were alone. You look more like the daughter . of a king." But. Stella only ! blushed and hung her head; she really did not know what he meant, but to have a young and handsome man speak to. her . was something that had never happened before. . She found she was disappointed when he begged her to read his fate for the stars told her he would marry a king's daughter and that he would journey far to find her. The Prince had fallen in love with Stella by this time and when he heard what the stars held for him he cried out, "Never will I marry the king's daughter. I will make you my bride or no one. Come; we will go to the King and if he will consent I will give up my claims to the throne if you will be my wife." The witch told her to go to the King and so with Stella seated on the horse beside him he went back to the castle. The Queen was watching from behind her curtain and when she saw Stella her heart leaped for jo. ine. lung was strucK wun Stella's beauty and when he heard that she was a daughter of a witch he said he would not give his consent and although the Prince pleaded that he would not wed unless he could have Stella for his wife, the old King was firm and said no. "Then you can find some one else to be king," replied the Prince. "I had rather have Stella than all the thrones in the world." He put her on his horse and was about to

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The American soldiers were literally covered with flowers at the Fourth of July celebration in Paris. From every balcony along the route of march flowers were rained upon them. The photograph shows the "Sammies" at the Picpus Cemetery, where Lafayette Is buried.

ride away when the Queen came into the room. "Wait," she said to the Prince. "I have something to say. This girl is the daughter of a King and Queen and in every way worthy to be your wife." "Who is she?" asked the King. "I should be only too glad to have her for a daughter if this is true." "Stella Is your daughter and mine," said the Queen going to the gir land , putting her arms around her. "But you were so angry when the stork brought a daughter instead of a son that I told you she died for fear you might harm her. She did not die. I took her to the witch and asked her to take care of her and she did, so this is your daughter." The King gave a big wedding for his daughter and told all the people that he had found her and a on as well. The old King lived for many years and the Queen also, and the Prince and Princess were happy ever after.

WOUNDED POILU GREETS U. S. FLAG BEARER

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SOLDIERS WERE RECEIVED IN PARIS

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The Fly With a Red Head (By Fanny Rizro.) All of us have noticed that even such little things as flies differ from each other. Some of them have dull black wings, while the wings of others are glossy and golden. Some are speckled all over. Some have black heads and others have red heads. Perhaps you have wondered just as I have, how all this difference came about. Perhaps you will enjoy reading what one little girl who lived in Baltimore guessed about the red-headed fly: "Ever so many years ago Mrs. Ely from Flyland had very great deal of trouble with her children. They worried her so much she did not know what to do. One little fly Worst one by name never did obey his mother. Now, of course there never yet was a case of disobedience which was not punished in some manner. If you do wrong and nobody is around to punish you, you usually knock 3 fcS

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against something or fall down and hurt yourself. "We Bhall see now what little Worst One did, and how he was punished. One day he and his brothers had a chat, and in it they spoke of the jam that the cook left standing on the kitchen table and they all determined to get just the tiniest bit of it, and they went. Now the mother knew of this and she went with them, and of course she did not scold. Oh, no! Why every fly eats jam, but you must not go inside the -Jam jar. as no one knows what will happen to you it you do. 'Just rest on the top, the mother said.' "The others were all afraid and did not go in, but little Worst One, he did not care; he was going In, and in he went, in spite of what his mother said. And 'what do you think happened to him? Never before in the history of flies did such a strange thing happen. You think he died and remained there don't you? You are mistaken. They did get him out, but he had a terrible punishment, and he had to carry it with him ever afterward. His hair had turned red with fright I believe after that he obeyed his mother, but all his fly children and his children's children forever afterward had red heads. "I am not sure that this is the real reason why some flies are red headed, but it is a pretty good guess. If you want some fun see if you can make a better guess." A LETTER COMES FROM BLIND CHILD Oh, folks, I had such a perfectly grand surprise this week and it came from Fountain City in the form of a letter, written by Rex. Overman, who is blind - and now right away I know you are going to ask, "How can a blind boy write, Aunt Betty?" Well he did write the letter and his mother copied it. Of course he didn't write it like you and I do but he took a piece of paper and as it looked to me made myriads of pin pricks all over the sheet but it was really the blind type. Of course he knew what he was doing because that is just what he learns to write at the school for blind children. If Rex can write such good letters after having the difficulty of being blind to overcome I am wondering why some ot you boys and girls don't do as well as he. Maybe it's because he cannot see all the beautiful things in nature and so he really has more time to think and that is the way he keeps himself amused. Anyway he tells a story in this letter about the boys at the school. One of his best thoughts is that one boy who can see just a little looks after another boy who cannot see at all. So each is doing something for the other. And now doesn't that come rit,ht back to what I told you a week or so ago in my letter to you folks. Doing for some one else makes us all

happy. I am sure Rex has given us a beautiful thought for the Jim lor this week. Be sure and read his letter all of you. HERE IS THE LETTER FROM OUR FRIEND Fountain City, Ind., July 24. 1917. Dear Aunt Hetty I have read so many stories in the Junior "Pal." I thought I would tell you about the blind boys out at the Indiana Blind school where I attend. On Saturday morning the boys, who are old enough get permission to go out and soil brooms. Every boy who is entirely blind has a partner that can see a little bit. I will tell you of one cold Saturday morning when 1 went out to sell brooms. It was a very cold morning. My partner and I had three brooms each. I put on my coat, sweater and overcoat and picked my brooms up and started out. The wind was very cold but people invited us in to warm. We sold our brooms after a long tramp that seemed miles to me. It wasn't so bad going out as coming back because no one asked us in to warm on our way home. When I got back I went to my room, took off my toboggan and overcoat and sweater and got warm. No you see what a time the blind boys have selling brooms on Saturday mornings. Yours truly Rex Overman.

YUM! YUM! ICE CREAM PARTY Hurrah! Member of Troop Number Three, Boy Scouts are planning for an ice cream social and lawn party Thursday evening on the lawn at the North A Street Friends church. Everyone is invited to attend and buy plenty of ice cream and cake. The members of the troop will assist in the serving. WAR ELEVATOR BOY MISS BONITA BOEX, who has taken the job of the operator 4n the Western building in Chicago because he enlisted. She likes her work. Photo by Inter national Film Service, 4b v. 7 1 JM !. XX 11

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