Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 43, Number 59, 19 January 1918 — Page 10

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, JAN. 19, 1918.

THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM Th Junior Palladium 13 the children's section of the Richmond PnlJadium, founded May C, 1916, and issued each Saturday afternoon. " All boys and girls are invited to be Reporters nd contributors. News ; items, social orents, "want"- advertisements, stories, local jokes and original poems are accrptablo and wiil be published. Articles should ,bo writim plainly and on one side of the paper, with the author's name and ago signed. Aunt Molly ia always glad to meet the children per"Bonally aa they bring their articles to the Palladium office, or to receive letters addrcsseu .o tne Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper and wo hope each ooy and girl will use it thoroughly.

Dear Juniors: How many of you hare ever yisited the Municipal Pier at Chicago? To mo, Junior Polks, 11 was one of tho most interesting things , I have ever seen. You see, Boys and Girls, the little k children of Chicago haTe no nice yards to play In and are either obliged to play on the streets or in ' the parks so the peoplo'of that city built this plor at a cost of $4,000,000. - The pier extends three-fourths of a mile into Lake Michigan and is made of concrete and brick. It is so large that the city streot cars ! run out on it for about half a mile. : Along the car line are immense , store rooms. -A little farther on is a large brick building which is shaped like a dome. In this are refreshment stands, a dance hall, an auditorium and all sorts of devices to entertain children. Besides all of these things there are two very and then look out over the lake, high towers that people may climb Everey day hosts of little children climb these towers because they enjoy watching the ships. Along THE ROBIN REDBREAST Bood-bye, good bye to summer! For summer's nearly done, The garden smiling faintly, : Cool breezes in the gun; Our thrushes now are silent. Our swallows flown away; But Robin here in coat of brown. And scarlet breastknot -gay. ; Robin. Robin Redbreast, Oh, Robin dear! Robin singing sweetly, In the falling of the year. Bright yellow, red, and orange, The leaves come down in hosts; The trees are Indian princes, . But soon they'll turn to ghosts; .'The scanty, pears and apples Hang russet on the bough, It's autumn, autumn, autumn late, Twill soon be winted now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, Oh, Robin dear! , An well away! my Bobbin For picknicklng days are near. The fireside for the cricket. The wheatstack for the mouse, When trembling night-winds whistle And moan all round the house; The frosty way lige iron. The branches plumed with snow; Alas! In winter dead and dark. Where can poor Robin go? Robin, Robin Redbreast, Oh, Robin dear! And a crumb of bread for Robin, His little heart to cheer. Contributed by Pauline Staley, "Finley School, Age 14 years. " Puss and the Ravens. In a garden behind a big house there lived a cat and two ravens. ,'They might have all been good friends but they were not. Puss thought that all of the garden bolonged to hirq. If the ravens came near the house he growled and looked fiercely at them. When food was thrown out he always took the best for his share. The ravens did not like him. They thought that he was a greedy old fellow. . One day there was nothing thrown out for dinner but a large bone with some meat on it. Puss , at once seized the bone and began picking the meat off of it When " the ravens came for their share he put out his claws and arched his back and with a growl told the ravens that there was no meat for them. The ravens being very hungry needed their dinner. Something must be done so plucking up couiyj are they decided to work together. One was to fly at pussy's tail and the other at his head. In a moment dowmcame one and grabbed his tail. Puss was so surprised that he dropped his bone and ti'rned to fight his tormentor. Then U. other raven swooped down and get the bone. That day the ravens had a good dinner and greedy puss rent without. Contributed by rcari urjani. nmcy scnooL

the sides of tho pier great rope3 are stretched to keep the children from falling in to the lake. All along these ropes are men calling out in loud voices "Take this boat for Lincoln Fark," or "Right this way for tho Jackson Park boat." Down at this pier you see all kinds of people, Junior Folks. You see Turks dressed in their native costume of the red blouse short trousers and wide black sash and the queer little black hats set so Jauntily on their heads. Then Juniors you may see Chinese, Japs, Poles and in fact a representative of almost every nation. At night tho pier is more beautiful than it is in lh

There are thousands of electric lights sprinkled over the nier and in the auditorium are hundreds of little electric lights of different colors. Then too, Folks, at night the pier is crowded with happy laughing people all dressed in their "Gala clothes." So Junior Folks whenever you go to Chicago don't fail to visit the municipal fier. Aunt Molly. THE GOOD FAIRY. What do you think wan in th garden? It was a big pumpkin. Tom wished to make a Jack-o-Lan-tern'out of It but Mary wanted a pumpkin pie. ; Mary Bald that she would be a good fairy and grant both of their wishes. How do you think she did it? "Dinner time came and in the window was a Jack-o-Lantern and on the table was a pumpkin pie. The children were so happy that they had gotten what they wanted. MARGARETTA FAR WIG, Finley School'. CHANGING WORK Once upon a time a man and woman lived at the edge of tiie woods. The man went out in the woods every morning to get wood, and the woman attended to the house. - One day the man came home grumbling, saying he couldn't find wood. Tho woman said. You attend the house and I will go out in the woods and. get wood, we will start in the morning. The man said, "All right." When morning came the woman went to the woods to get wood. The man began to do the work. Not long before noon came, the woman returned with a bunble of wood on her back. The man said, "Where did you get that wood ?" The woman answered, "Out in tho woods, where do you suppose?" "Where is your spinning?" she asked. The man asked her, "What Spinning?" The woman said, Where is the butter?" The man answered, "What butter?". The woman said, "I am thirsty, get me a glass of water." The man said, "What water?" The next morning they agreed to change back, the man going out to get wood, and the woman doing the house work Gladys Oler, 6B grade, Sevastopol School. HOME Nurse says that years before I came, - This house and sky were just the same The garden roses too; And all the other children played and hid Among the lily leaves nad did The things I do. And often at the close of day When I am taken in from play And all my games are done, I see them playing shuttlecock Or hide and seek around the clock That answers to the sun. Contributed by Pearl Byrant, Finley school. Friendship is a word, the very sight of which In print makes the heart warm.

BLOT OUT THE

Miss Evelyn Payne and her poster.

The kaiser's baleful face has been obliterated from one more spot and in his place is Joan of Arc. Three young ladies of the Junior League, Misses Jeanctte Bruyn, Evelyn G. Payne and Candace Howarad, started out to interest New York in the War Savings Stamps campaign. Their first stop was at the Far East Gardens of the Hotel Vanaderbilt, where they esepied a likely spot for their posters in a place where hung a cartoon of the kaiser. Down came the kaiser's picture and in its place went a spirited reproduction of Joan of Arc, My Brother in the Army. I have a brother in the army down in Texas. He has been in the army twelve months and is a noncommissioned officer and has sixteen men under htm. He had a ten days' furlough. We had a very nice time while he was here. He came home just before Christmas. He told us what kind of sand they had there. It is very white and deep. It was nearly up to his knees. The camp is thirty-six miles from a town. They have a nice Y. M. C. A. there. lie is a class leader in church. He is a great lover of the Bible so for Christmas I sent him a Bible and a fountain pen and lots of candy, nuts and oranges. I hope the war will soon be over so that I can see my brother. IvTomtrv King, 3A grade, Whitewater School. THE PARROT When 1 was out in the country, we had a parrot. One day 1 went to the barn and began to jump and hurt my hand. As soon as I began to cry the parrot began to cry too. That made me laugh. I told him to "shut up!" and he told me to "shut up!" Mozelle Embry, Finley school. The Woman and Her Hen A woman possessed a hen that gave her an egg every day. She often thought that she would like a hen that would lay at least two eggs a day. At last she thought that she would give the hen twice as much barley as she had been use to. From that day the hen became sleek and fat and never once laid another egg. Harvey Cook, Starr school. Friendship is the golden thread that ties the hearts of all the world.

KAISER'S FALL

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which Miss Evelyn Payne is displaying in this photo, urging the women of America to buy U S. Stamps. After blotting out the kaiser the Junior Leaguers continued their work of helping raise the money that will put Wilhelm off the map by pasting up their posters throughout the heart of New York City. The city is enlisted in a movement to raise $100,000,000 through the sale of Thrift anad War Saving Stamps, and the girls of the Junior League are right on the job to see that the city makes good. THE LAZY SPINNER Once there was a little girl who had learned to spin. One day while she was spinning, a prince came riding by, and when he saw how busy she was, he wanted to marry her. Now this little girl was really very lazy, for if the least little knot came in her thread, instead of picking it out, she would cut off a long piece and throw it away. Whenever the maid swept the room, she picked up all the pieces of thread and saved them. These she wove into cloth and made herself a fine dress. One day the prince asked the little girl why her maid wore such a lovely dress. So the little girl told him that it was made from the threads that she had thrown away. Then the prince sat still for a long time and thought. If he married tho litle girl, she might waste half his kingdom but if he married the maid, The would always be a lesson to his people. So he chose the maid for his princess, and the poor little girl had to spin aud spin for her living. Mildred Jones, (IB, Finley School. LONE SCOUT NEWS All Lone Scouts are asked to leave names and addresses with Aunt Molly. The East Side Lone Scouts are going to parade on Geo. Washington's birthday. It will be In charge of CJerard Harrington. -Edward Jones was the first Lone Scout Aviator. We want more boys to Join. It costs three cents. You send it to Chief Totem at 500 N. Deerborn street, Chicago, III. If you want to buy something send to Lone Scout Supply Co., 510 N. Deerborn street, Chicago. III. Gilbert Snider Editor.

THE LITTLE GIRL . AND THE INDIANS Once upon a time there was a man and his wife and three little children. The father went into the woods to cut down trees. The children got lonesome uud went down to watch him work. By and by they got tired and started back. On the way they saw some Indians coming toward them. The two brothers ran home, but their liitle sister, who could not. run w fast, hid in the woods. The Indians found her and took her to their camp, it wan a long time before her mother and father could find where their little girl was, but when they wont after her she would not. come, because she was a grown-up woman, was married and had some children of her own. This is a true story that my father told me. Lelah Van Etten. P.B. Finley School.

The Sycamore Children There was once an old woman who was very sad because she had no children. She went to the medicine man and asked him what she could do about it. He told her to take as many pots as she could carry and fill them with balls from the Sycamore tree. She was then to leave the pois at home and take a long walk. She did as she was told and when she came back in the evening she heard the sound of many voices in her home. She went in and found it full of children. The boys were taking care of the cows and the girls had cleaned the house. They were all singing and dancing together. For a long time she lived happily with her children. Then oneday she was cross with them and said, "You are not my children but the children of a tree." They were sad about this and did not answer. That night she came home and found the house empty. Her children had all gene back to the Sycamore three. Florence Mills, Sevastopol School. A Visit to the Country. Once when I was in the country, rny cousin and I went out into the field and the pigs chased us over the fences. We ran up the hay stack, too, but they fell down. At last we ran away from them and went home. They were hungry but we did not know it, then. They scared us Marguerite Muckridge, 3A, eight years. A RUSSIAN MOUJIK , 1 The attitude of the peasants has a great deal to do with the future of Russia. The peasant in the picture is typical of the moujik of the old school unlettered, ignorant of anything but agriculture and usually very poor. They comprise tha majority of the population and. in their Ignorance, are very conservative.

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