Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 43, Number 185, 15 June 1918 — Page 12

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RICHMOND PALLADIUM. JUNE 15, 1918

THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM - Th Junior Palladium Is the children's section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1916, and Issued each Saturday afternoou. All boys and girls are invited to be reporters nd contributors. News Items, social events, "want" advertisements, stories, local jokes and original poems are acceptable and wiil bo published. Articles should be written plainly aud on one side ot the paper, with the author's name and age signed. Aunt Molly is always glad to meet the children per sonally au they bring their articles to the Palladium office, or to receive letters addressed to the Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper and we Lope each Doy and girl will use it thoroughly.

Dear Boys and Girls: How many of you have noticed the street cleaners who have been busy cleaning up the streets and alleys of the .pity. Every year the city sends out these men so that they may help to make the city clean and healthy. These men alone can not do all of this work, you Junior boys and girls must do your share in a campaign of this kind. It is a temptation to most boys and girls to throw waste materials such as" banana skins, apple cores and paper on the streets. Now we have a city ordinance that forbids this offense and all Juniors who do it are deliberately violating the law. As long as you disregard this rule you are helping make your city an unhealthy place in which to live. The city has placed receptacles throughout the city. Throw all waste materials in them and cultivate the habit of cleanliness. Do this Juniors and show the grown ups that we too, can observe the city ordinances. AUNT MOLLY.

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PRINCESS VIOLA Once upon a time there lived a beautiful princess named Viola. Her hair was a yellow as the sun and her eyes were as blue as corn flowers. The king's son. Prince Chester, gave a tall to which he invited all the princesses and princes in the hind. Among these were Princess Viola and Princess Mable. Princess Mable was very haughty and cross and hated Viola because she was much prettier. Then, too, the prince liked Viola much better than Mable because she was kinder. .The night of the ball, Viola said to her maid, "Hilda, come out in the hall and tie my ribbons. The

mirrors are there and I can see just how I will look." After the ribbons were tied Hilda went to get the dress, but came back with a frightened face, saying that she had seen something moving in Viola's room. Viola quickly went to her room and there she saw Mable just leaving the room with the dress on her arm. Viola recovered the dress. That night the old king rose and said that his son had chosen the Princes3 Viola for his wife. Mable was so angry that she rushed out of the building and was never heard from again. Viola and Chester were married and lived happy ever after. Esther Armacost New Lisbon, Indiana.

POLISH SOLDIERS MARCH TO FRONT

Ihese new officers have been graduated fioiri Annapolis after completing their four years's course in three years to get at the Germans quicker. After a few days' leave of absence these men will tike their places on board U: S. battleships as ensigns. Navy Secretary Doniels gave them their diplomas.

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Scene at graduation of Annapolis class

PARIS The Polish legion is now ready to take a wallop at the kaiser. The legion is on its way to the front. This body is composed of Poles, all of whom are citizens of the United States. They were working in shops, factories and offices when

the war broke out They volunteered their services and arranged for their own training. ' This they received in the United States. The officers, as well as the men, are volunteers. They are now fully trained and equipped for the front and anxious to get a chance to show their worth. m

THE PEARL Many hundred years ago, in a far away country, there lived a young prince. This prince, though possessing enough of land and money to make almost anyone happy, still was the most unhappy person imaginable. The reason for this wa3 that he was extremely selfish. He was always wishing for happiness and yet his very own selfishness kept him from having it. When the prince became a young man he determined to become a knight and leave home to seek diversions which wou'iG make him happy. He thought that if he could fight and become famous that that might help him to secure his happiness. So for a long time he rode about seeking adventure to make himself famous. But though he fought in many battles and did many brave deeds, he still remained unhappy. In riling over the kingdoms he heard many stories which greatly interested him. Once he heard an old wise man telling of a wonderful jewel. This jewel was "a priceless pearl," and it was said that it

J might belong to anyone who had

ine 6irengtn to overcome tne odstacles which lay in the way to it And best of all, the one who had the pearl was sure to be the happiest person in the. world. These words aroused the prince and he vowed at once that he would have th? pearl, cost what it might. Surely he was strong enough to overcome any obstacles. He journeyed far and wide searching and inquiring for the gem. But no one seemed ever to have seen it, nor could anyone give him the least advice as to where it might be found. This was very discouraging and the prince became more unhappy than ever. The bare thoughts that he could not obtain what he wanted, and that someone else might.secifre it first, made him more selfish tan ever. His absolute disregard for people around him was more than it had ever been before. One day, as he was riding over a particularly rough and hilly road, he saw just ahead of him a sight that could but have moved any heart other than his. An old man had been laborously toiling along carrying a heavy burden up the rocky road. But evidently his strength had given out for he had fallen faint and helpless by the wayside. The prince seemed not to be affected by the pathetic figure but. after a short glance, rode on urging his horse to a quicker gait, for night ' was rapidly approaching, and Jie jnust. seek shelter. He continued for some distance, but passing no dwelling, he stopped his horse to consider what he should do. It was now too late to hope for anyone to pass that way, for the road was a lonely one. Then he remembered the old man, whom he had passed a mile or so back on the hilside. Surely he roust have known that there was shelter somewhere by the way, cr he would not have- started alone on a journey just at night fall. Think

ing this, the prince turned his horse an dstarled back. It was now quite late, but the moon and stars gave all the light necessary to see the way. When he reached the hill he found the old man still lying there. Without dismounting, he called out loudly to him to waken. But there was no answer. He called several more times, with the same result. Finally, he dismounted, and shook the sleeper roughly. This-roused him, and he made a feeble attempt to rise, but fell back fainting. The prince stepped to where a small stream trickled from a nearby rock, and filling his cup, offered it to the worn treveler. After he had somewhat revived, the prince asked him about a place of shelter. The old man told him of an empty cabin only a short distance ahead where he himself had been intending to pass the night. Thither he said he would guide the prince. But when he attempted to walk he found himself too weak. This seemed to move the prince somewhat, for he grudgingly made room for the man to ride behind him on the horse. In this way they came to the cabin. But the events of the evening had strangely stirred the prince, and when he finally fell asleep he realized that he was happier than he had been before for a long time. The next morning, when he started on he carried his new friend for several miles leaving him finally at his destination. After that it seemed to him that there was not a day passed that he did not have an opportunitylo help someone. And always he noticed after he had. assisted someone he was just a little happier than before. Thus he went on for- many years helping all whom he could, and in that time he lost all his selfishness. Bat during the years of usefulness he had not quite forgotten the object of his long search. And yet though he had not obtained the pearl, he had secured that which he had wanted even more happiness. Early one morning as he rode along he seemed to feel that soon his search for the pearl would be over. Suddenly he saw ahead the shining towers and high buildings of a great city. He decided that if the pearl could not be found in that city, he would give up his search and return home. As he came nearer to the place he could see that around it was a high wall of white marble. A beautiful barred gate closed the city to strangers. He reigued up his horse and sat admiring the wonderful structure. The maible supports on either side extended upward for at ieast fifteen feet 'and the arch over them was about twelve feet long. The whole surface of the marble pillars was covered with the most exquisite carving. As he scrutinized the carvings of the arch above he noticed what seemed to be a scroll, partly unrolled. He looked more carefully and read these words: "The Reward of Unselfishness is the Priceless Pearl of Happiness." The words seemed at first to have stunned him, for he sat star

ing fixedly at them for some time. Then gradually, as their full meaning came to him, a smile came to his lips and a bright light from within seemed to illuminate his face. For now he realized that tingem which he had so long sought had come into his possession without his knowledge of it; and his weary search might have ended before had he known the true nature of the pearl which he desired.

MIKE Mike was not rich and still ti. was not poor. His father made toys in the toy shops. Mike did not want toys. He wanted to live in the country. One day his mother sent him to the counlry to visit his Uncle Billy. When Mike got there he first inspected the barn then the chicken coop, the pig pen and last of all the house. The next day ne went out and played in the field. In the afternoon he watched his uncle dig potatoes. Mike said, "Uncle I want to be a gardener." His Uncle Billy said, "Come on and help dig potatoes." Mike said, "Oh, see the butterfly." And away he went. The next day he went to play with his cousin who lived with his Uncle Robert. When he went home he told his father and mother that when he grew up he would be a farmer. His father told him that the next summer he could work for his Uncle Billy. So when school ended the next spring, Mike went to the country to work for his uncle. He found that, farming wasn't all play. Since he was not a slacker he stuck to it all summer. When the summer was over his uncle said, "I knew that you didn't like the work and since you presevered and did the work well, I am going to reward you. Remember that goat and wagon that you wanted? Well, I am going to give it to you. I like boys who finish all the things that they begin. The ntxt day when, Mikes' mother looked out of the window she saw Mike riding down the street in his wagon. Mike never became a farmer, but he always ended whatever he began. Everett Lady, Starr school.

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