Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 42, Number 227, 4 August 1917 — Page 7
THK. RICHMOND PALLADIUM, AUGUST 4. 1917
,m AROUND THE CORNER When Jack came down from his beautiful country home to live in the city ho did not realize what was happening to him, for it was a dark
night when he reached his dostina-
atlon, and besides, he was fast asleep. When he awoke next morning he was so shocked he could not speak; so ho went out on the bottom step of the hard stone stoop to think it over and cry a few tears. No trees; no lovely meadows; no winding shady lanes. Houses, miles of them, and stones, hard, ugly stones! "You may play on the sidewalk, Jack," said mama, who was very busy, but do not go around the corner!" Later Aunt Nell came out of the house on her way to do an errand. "Having a good time, Jackie?" she smiled. "Don't go around the corner." "Where is the corner?" asked Jack, forlornly. He imagined the "Corner" was some sort of an animal, "who objected to being gone "around." "Down there," pointed Aunt Nell, carelessly, then hurried off in the opposite direction. Jack began to grow interested. He did not mean to disobey. He would not go around the "corner," he would only walk a bit down the street and see the corner. He reached the spot where the houses ended before they began again on the other side of another ugly street, but there was no animal in sight. There was, however, a very good natured boy with speckles on his face and a basket on his arms. "Hello! Yellow Cornislk!" cried the boy pleasantly. "What you looking for?" "The Corner," smiled Jack in reply. "Follow your nose, country, and take your choice of corners; they are all over the town. , That was encouraging and interesting so on Jack went, gaily enough. i
- By and by he began to feel hungry; still no corners. He grew very tired at last. Once or twice people spoke to him; that frightened him, and he ran. Then when he could find a quiet spot he sat down and rested. But no corners did he see. Finally the shadows began to fall and an awful horror crept into Jack's soul. He was lost! Home and mama gone forever! Not even the sight of a corner to cheer his aching heart At last he came to the water. But there was no pretty pebbly beach, only a wooden thing that ended right in the black, dirty stream. Jack could stand it -no longer. He found, a pile of boxs nearby, he crept in among them and sobbed as if his heart would break. Then he fell asleep and dreamed of the country and the white pebbly beach at the foot of grandfatlir's lawn. What awakened him Jack could not tell, but when he opened his yes the moonlight was making even the black water lovely, and some one near him was sobbing just as he had done before he fell asleep. Cautiously Jack peered around the edge of the box and in the next one was a boy, a little larger than himself, very ragged.
For Little Sister
PAQB TIIREB
. So attractive is this little dress of delft green linen that many a big sister has been known to copy it. That's fair, isn't it? For we have been making the kiddies borrow their fashions from us for years. The organdie collars and cuffs, the little cravat of black velvet, the stitching on pockets and tucks make little sister a Kate Greenaway child.
Here and now we free ourselves from any suggestion of neglect to the beloved generation. Behold the modern Red Riding Hood in her play smock a pinafore of rose color linen, with old-fashioned smocking of dull blue and little spider webs of blue, disporting themselves on the little linen buttons.
very dirty, but blissfully human and comfortable to Jack's lonely little self.
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"Dog cages," the Australian soldiers in Egypt and Mesopotamia call these queer.looking contrivances. As a matter of fact, they are merely samples of wire "sand-shoes" as differentiated from snow-shoes to aid the forces under General Maude and other British commanders in the negotiation of the deserts in that part of the world. The men laughed at them at first, but after they had sank ankle-deep in sand for a few miles they were glad to dou the "sand shoes" and save their strength.
"Hello!" whispered Jack.
The boy ceased crying and wiped
ni3 eyes.
'Hello,' he said confidingly,
"wnat are you doing here?"
"Nothing," said Jack, truthfully. I just came out to see a corner, but there wasn't any, and I guess now
1 11 have to die here."
In the moonlight the dirty boy stared at Jack with wide wondering eyes. "I'm running away," he murmured. "I do not belong to
anyone and Im tired of selling pa
pers and giving old Tony all the money. A "fresh-airer" told me
about the country once. He ran away from it because the stillness hurt his head. I never heard any stillness but I bet I would like it and the country, too. The "freshairer" said you could pick flowers and walk on the grass, but" (with a longing sigh) "I guess that ain't so; he would n't have come away if them things had been so. That
fresh-airer ain't no silly. He was awful sick, though. I am always awful well, so they never sent me." "If you want to I'lLtake you to the country 'long with me." Jack's heart swelled with renewed hope. Once he reached the country he could tell grandfather all about it and everything would be right. He began to tell the boy all about the glorius country. The fresh-airer had never said half as much. The small dirty face became more radiant in the moonlight "What's your name?" asked Jack at length. "Jes" Tom," gasped the boy. his
coming!" They huddled together,
ror they had been occupying the
same box for some time
"We might as well look in the boxes; kids do queer things!" It
was a deep, terrible voice that said
this. " 'Jes Tom" quaked with fear
and Jack with with sympathy,
Suddenly a light shone in the
box opening. Two heads, were thrust in and a voice not the gruff
one, cried to some one outside. "I swon, sir, if here isn't Corn-silk!"
Then the man with the big voice
drew the two trembling children out with no ungentle hand and
stood them right before Jack's own
dear father! The story of the
weary day and hunt for the corner
was soon told. "Jes' Tom" stood
forlornly hanging his head. He be
longed to no one. The boy who
earlier in the day had a basket on his arm now stood near Jack and his fther. The big policeman, too, found nothing interesting in Tom, so he wondered if he could slip away.
But Jack saw the motion and
called to him.
"Jes' Tom is my brother," he
cried loyally, "I want him to come
with me."
Then another story was told by
Tom and Jack together. It had a happy ending.
"Jes' Tom" was taken back to
Jack's home and made clean and
tidy. Then he slept In a bed for
the first time that he could remember. The next day a whole 6ult
he really was a beautiful boy without the rags and dirt. There was a great del of talking In Jack's house, and Tom's name was often spoken. Letters were written, too, and one day a long letter came in response from grand father. Then the grandest thing of all happened. Aunt Nell took Jack and Tom down to the country one golden October dayl When they reached grandfather's house that dear old gentleman said: "You look Just like the boy I want, Tom. I need some one to drive me around the country and to learn to be a useful boy to an old doctor. What do you think?" Something came in Tom's throat and he could not speak. He looked out over the lawns and flower bods where some late flowers were nodding gayly. Then Jack saved the day: "You are to live here, Tom," he shouted; "You are to be grandfather's boy and learn things and every summer I am coming to stay here!" Every one was laughing and shaking Tom by the hand. It was the jolliest time you ever saw, and it ended only to begin in years of
safe happiness for little Tom. "Maybe I did not And corners that day," Jack said to his grand- j father, "but I found Jes' Tom,' and he is better. I can live through : the winter if I can have the sum- : mers; you see no one told me that before. "Jes' Tom" is growing to be the best boy an old doctor need desire. By Fanny Rhdo, , 7A Garfield School.
eye3 shining. Then, "Somebody is I of clothes was bought for him, and
John's and May's Ponies Once upon a time there was a little boy. His name was John. . John's father told him to go after" the cows. "I will if you will get me a. pony," said John. .. His father said. "He would if he would milk a cow every morning and ovening." - John said, "He would and ran and got the cows and milked his before supper." They had three cows. His father had to milk his two cows after supper. John had a sister named Mary. At the supper table he told Mary that his father said he would get him a pony if he would milk a cow every morning and evening. Then Mary asked her father It he would get her a pony If she would milk a cow every morning and evening. Her father said yes. Her father only had one cow to milk cause she milked one. The next morning when they awoke, guess what they saw In front of there house. There was two little black ponies hitched up to two buggies. They unhitched them and took them to the barn and fed them. H. I. H., aged 12 years.
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