Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 43, Number 297, 26 October 1918 — Page 11

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THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM

The Junior Palladium is the children's section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6. 1916, and Issued each Saturday afternoon. Ail boys and girls are invited to be reporters end contributors. News items, social ovents, "want" advertisements, stories, local jokes aril original poems are acceptable and will be published. Articles shouM be written plainly and on one side of the paper, with the author's name and age signed. Aunt Molly is always glad to meet the children per Bonally as they bring their articles to the Palladium office, or to receive letters addresseu to the Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper and we hope each boy and" girl will use It thoroughly.

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CAUSE SOFTHE WAR

It was one of those cool, sunshiny mornings in early summer, when the soft, restless rustle of every tree and shrub sent the' lazy flickering sun ' shadows over the grass and porch of a certain little brown house, and an irresistible spirit tugged at every nerve and fiiber of mere folks to "come out ,and enjoy life!" "Say,, Uncle-Dud,' aren't you glad you're not a dead Belgian this morning?" Jimmie G. had emerged from the shrubbery, munching a crust of warm Graham bread, as he came up behind his uncle, who was reading the morning paper and smoking his beloved Swiss pipe out in the lawn swing. Undo Dud took his pipe out of his mouth and looked at his energetic nephew for a few moments before he answered, "Yes, I'm rather glad I'm not." Then puffing on his pipe a few moments longer, while he looked fixedly at Jimmie G., he added, "And, Jim, since I am a live Amer

ican with a blue-star nephew, just

what do you think I can do to prove I'm worth the position?"

"You've got your auto here you

know, Uncle Dud," began Jimmie in a very suggestive tone, "and, well, you know we never can go very far in just mother's electric, and so " Uncle Dud smoked on in silence for a convenient length of time longer before he said, "Can she be ready in half an hour?" "Well, Uncle Dud, where're you going?" queried Jimmie C, for

something in hi3 uncle's tone sounded as though things were going to happen. But his uncle only smoked on in silence his unconcerned way. . "Jim, remember Emma?" he he broke in suddenly. "Yon haven't seen her for four or five years, but you used to like her sugar cookies all right." "Emma," repeated . Jimmie, trying to think. "Oh, you mean Nannah. That's what we always called her because Jean couldn't say Emma. Why sure, Uncle Dud, she always sends us things for Christmas and birthdays; just last week she sent me that blue neck tie with red stripes in it .because she said I was getting to be a man. now't I'm ten. But whatchu talking about Emma for? I thought maybe you were going to take us a ride." "How would you like to have Nannah come back here for a while?" Jimmie G. looked at his uncle in speechless astonishment. "Come back here?" he repeated as a broad grin took the place of surprise over his face. "It'd suit me all right. Did you ever taste that ginger-bread with raisins in it that she used to make? Let me tell you, that was regular bread." "All right, then," returned his uncle, puffing once or twice more on his pipe before knocking out the ashes and reached down for his hat "Tell your mother to put some things in a bag and be ready so we can start in about half an hour." "But Uncle Dud, what do you mean? Nannah lives way out In the middle of Ohio somewhere, and we couldn't go there, today."

"Well, if we can't get there today, maybe we can find a hotel, and then see her tomorrow. But

Claribel Is pretty good at traveling." And so the trip was begun. Evening shadows were stretch-

Ing across the quiet streets of a certain friendly little town in that

comfortable portion of the universe known as Ohio, when softpurring Claribel, as Uncle Dud fondly called his pet machine,

drove up before a homely little

No sooner had it stopped than the plump little maker of sugar cookies and ginger-bread settled her somewhat wobbly glasses on her nose, and wiping her hands on the back of her blue checked apron, peered out the door, as she exclaimed, "Well bless my soul, if it isn't the Gray's. Now who ever would think you'd be coming just in time for our sale. Comt right in. Well, if here Isn't my little Jean, and Jimmie G., too, grown clear up to be a man. Come in, come in: Supper's just ready, and I know you're just starved.

Well, if this isn't the best surprise I've had in twenty years." And before the Gray's had had time to say a word, they were seated at a table, partaking of a genuine country meal that tasted like a banquet to the hungry Jimmie G. "What's all this about a sale," asked Jimmie's uncle. - - "Why, that's the big Red Cross sale we're having tomorrow," answered Nannah, bustling about with pride. "It will be one of the biggest days Louistown ever saw." "We're going to stay, aren't we, Uncle Dud," asked Jimmie G. anxiously.

Uncle Dud looked at Jimmie G. a minute or two in his silent way, then said, "We'll stay till Christmas, if it takes that long to get Nanah to say what we want her to."

But it did not take, quite that long. In fact, even before bed time every argument had been met,

and every difficulty settled, and at last Nannah had agreed to close up. her little bake shop, and come to make her chief end of life baking gingerbread for Jimmie Gray. "But I wont come until fall," she said. "Then fall it will be," answered Uncle Dud, and so his mission was ended.

Because of their idea that they as a nation have a special mission in the world, the Germans have been led to believe that the greatest force in the carrying out of this mission is the establishment of world influence and prestige. This idea of their mission in the world and their demand for world Influence and prestige is what we mean when we name Pan-Germanism as a cause of ibis war. The German people ardently be

lieve that the German race is superior in science, in art, A com

merce, to every other race in the world, or that ever has existed in the world; From this they have come to feel that it is their duty to Germanize the world. But we will have to explain what we mean when we say "Germanize" the world. We know that all nations have different ways of studying and developing science. The Germans believe that they should blot out all the methods and tastes of aH other races and put the German manner of thinking in their place. The German emperor said in one of his speeches: "God has called us to civilize the world; we are the

missionaries of human progress." We believe, on the other hand.

that each race of people has something to contribute to the development of human progress. It is, after' all, just like the story of the

three blind boys who approached an elephant for the first time. One felt is leg and said, "It is tough like leather and round and thick."

Another felt the tuska and said,

"It is slender and smooth and ta pering."

The third felt its body and said,

"You are both wrong. It is leathery, but like the side of a wan." And then they fell to quarrelling in a most terrible manner. f Now If they bad Just peaceably put all their ideas together they would have found out about what an ele

phant really was. One was no more

right than another, but aU. knew some important thing about it. So it is in regard to this war. Ger

many had no more to give to the

development of human progress than an other nation.

This idea of a mission to better the world by Germanizing it has, of course, brought with it unlimited desire for world influence and power. Theodore Springman, in his book, "Deutschland nnd der Orient" (1915), said, "With the help of Turkey, India and China may be

conquered. Having conquered

these, Germany should civilize and Germanize the world, and the German language "would become the world language." Also Bernharde gave expression to this idea in his now famous book, "Germany and the Next War," when he said: "Our next war will be fought for the highest interests of our country and of mankind. This will invest it with importance in the

world's history. 'World power or

downfall' will be our rallying cry

Hau Shi Chang, the new presi

dent of China was inaugurated

October 10. The members of the cabinet and of the parliament were

present.

News of the Sasrt Set By Granny Crab Tree We wonder why Alice Magrue very seldom smiles. Is it on account of school? Tougb luck, isn't it Alice? , Lennard Yost has the reputation of being a fine housekeeper. It is rumored be even knows bow to wash dishes. Fine work isn't it Lennard? It seems as if Granny Hodapp ha the making of a fine reporter.

She is said even to have followed.

people around in order to find out a good news story to put in the

Junior.

JUNIOR MARINES

ARE MOST POPULAR The Junior Marines have proved

the most popular in getting new

members within the past week, stated William F. Gilmore and Gilbert Snider, who are interested in the Loan Scouts and Junior Jackies, also.

RUSSIAN NAMES. Russian, names are not as terrible as they first seem, when one understands how "they are formed. Each boy and girl is called by the first two names, paying no attention to the family name, The second name, or middle name, is always the father's given name, to which, for a boy "ovitch" is added, and for a girl "ovna." For instance if an American boy named James Michael Johnson, should go to Russia, he would be called James Michaelovitch, while his sister Helen would be called Helen Mlchaelvltch, while his sister Helen would be called Helen Mlchaelovna.

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Italian Children Love Red Cross Of all the American Red Cross activities in Genoa, the one most beloved by the Genoese is Creche No. 1, where forty children from soldiers' families are fed, bathed, dressed and cared for from eight in the morning until six in the evening. The tots are all "under six," and the mother of each is a worker who must be away from home all day. Except for their written histo

ries, which are filed away in the director's room, there is no hint that these children represent the entire range of human suffering caused by war. Several are the orphans of parents killed in air raids over Padua and Venice. Some are the children of soldiers who have "been crippled and Incapacitated for further work. The fathers of others disappeared during the Italian retreat of last November and have never been heard of. Some of the missing fathers are prisoners In Austria. The . sewing women at Creche No. 1 are housed and fed in the building. They are the widows of soldiers, who work in a room under the roof, sewing busily on the clean gingham aprons the children wear. The output of this sewing room goes not only to the children in the institution below, but to dozens of other needy youngsters whose parents' need has been occasioned by' the war.

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What I'd Do I wish I were a soldier, I would sail across the sea And get old Kaiser Wilhelm, And save our countryHoward Brown. 607 Sheridan street

One Hallowe'en night a little girl's , mother told her she couldn't go out. The little girl's name was Pauline. So when her mother went upstairs Pauline slipped out. ' She had to go the alley way for if she went the front way her mother would see her. ' She heard the most funny sounds. She looked up into the sky and there was the Old Witch and great big bats flying around. Then Pauline heard, 'Mew, Mew." She saw two big black cats. She ran after them but they kept on running till finally Pauline found herself in a big dark woods. Then she heard "Who-to-who-to-who !" And from behind a big tree a big Ghost jumped out and got her. Then the woods seemed to get light by yellow pumpkin heads. The ghost took her to a house, and there she found the Witch, as the Ghost pushed her 'in and said, "Here Miss Witch, take this bad girl that ran away. I don't like her." Then Miss Witch was angry and said, "I don't want her either, but I'll punish her." So she got her broom and put Pauline on one end and 1 then she got on and rode up" into the air. They rode and rode till finally the old Witch drdpped her down her own chimney and right into a big easy chair. After that Pauline minder her mother. JULIA R. BURR.

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