Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 43, Number 303, 2 November 1918 — Page 14

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RICHMOND PALLADIUM, NOVEMBER 2, 101S

Query Corner

The editor will try to answer questions readers of tho Junior submit to her. She will not promise to answer all of them. The questions will be answered In rotation, so do not expect the answer to be printed In the tame week in which you send It In. . Dear Aunt Molly: ' ' What does Palladium mean?.. Julia Burr Dear Julia: The word "Palladium refers to an image of a goddess Pallas Athene, which long time ago was kept hidden in seme important building in a tow, and revered as a pledge of the safety of the town or place where it existed. There is a story too, about how the image was made. This is how it happened. . Triton was the god of the sea and he had a daughter named Pallas, who had a friend named Athene, who also lived with them One sunny morning Pallas and Athene were out in the garden wrestling for exercise. Suddenly and unexpectedly Pallas 'looked away and Athene by accident wounded her so severely that she died. Athene was so sad at what had happened that she had an Image made of her which the king of the gods in a fit of anger threw down to earth. It happened to come down at Troy, a city where a man was praying for a favorable omen for the building of a city. He believe this was the omen sent down from Olympus (which the peoples long ago thought of as heaven) so he set it up in a place all by itself and it was considered a sacred sign of good fortune. J: v Aunt Molly. Dear Aunt Molly: N How many names are there in the Richmond directory? - I Betty Price. Dear Betty: The latest directory has about 22,850 names in it This does not Include the names of children under eighteen years old. Ed. Dear Aunt Molly: -. Why do the German officers have pikes on their hats? , Richard Campfleld. nlr RichardThose spike-like things that a ... 1 1 . a . 1 . . 1 iwk niro inn BnnH ni iHTumni' rrwi u iiv uul m ouveum uotssession 01 Infantry wear them on their steel aeimets. me uerman artmery wear something like them on their helmets' only theirs have a ballshaped thing on the end Instead of ine pointed spike. But are prob- ! . J - A .1 I 1 l J oiy useu as a pruwvuoa iu uaau hand fighting. Ed. - z z r Aunt Molly; Who made the first lead pencil? Gilbert Snider. Dear GUbert: Long time ago, about 500 B. C, e Greeks made fine hair brushes draw and write with and put .hem, in goose-quill or metallic Sases. After this, pencil-making, ike Topsy, "Juat grew," first into ead sticks and then into sticks pf zraphite which were finally enpased in wood to keep people from getting their fingers dirty. , Now he peopla of the United States !lone use up about 250,000 pencils I day. I But really, Gilbert, I expect the ,ery, first pencil was made "by the a and xenturies ago, scratched is name on a piece of stone with a ieee of colored earth or chalk. , Aunt Molly. Little Elsie and her mother were atehing some goldfish. "Why n't we eat those fish, mother?" 0 asked., - "We don't eat that kind," said mother, "because they are gold"Then, tbey ought to grind them and make gold out of them,' )e said. u in , p- - - A man was eating watermelon, 4 when he came to the rind anher man asked him what he was '1 . r 1 J Mn . v. t rmg lu uu. no saiu, irusB me id of course." LONE SCOUTS. e Lone Scouts went on a hike bt Sunday. ; William F. Gilmore pa captain, we went down to Bos1 and back. -

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French tanks leaving base for front. Again are the French tanks playing an important part in the allies great advance. In the smash by the Americans and French on the t. Michiel salient these tanks drove the Huna before them, cut down wire entanglements, routed machine gun nests and aided the infantry in many ways. The knife used in cutting through wire entanglements can be seen on, the front of the tank in the foreground. The tanks are shown leaving their base to take part in the attack.

William Hale Tells About His Qld Playmates In Europe Before America Entered the War

Believes Children of All Nations Can Become United Bro therhood When Peace Comes. AH the world is sucn a little world, and all the boys and girls can have such good times playing with each other, no matter where they happen to live, or what their 'grown-up people happen to be doing, that when one American boy tells us about all his Jlttle playmates in' England and other European countries, it makes us realize more clearly how all the children and all the nations can become a united brotherhood, when peace comes. William is almost a Richmond boy. His father was born here and went to school with Margaret and Jimmie Coe's father, and Miss Hettie Elliott, who teaches English and French in Garfield; and William himself haa visited his little cousins Anna, Joseph and' Thomas, In thia city several times. He is only eight years old, and now is living in New York-in his home which overtook the Hudson River, where the troop-ships laden with cheering American soldiers go steaming out to sea and across to France. But most of his life has been far' more exciting, and William has witnessed many of the stirring scenes, and has seen many of the great personages of the world, which he tells us, himself; "Yes, I remember when war was declared. We were living in England then, and I was only four years old, but I can never forget it. Everything there happened in the old garden; I played and studied there all day long, writing words with my card-letters on the grass, or doing stunts with the abacus, or chasing the turtle, ' or throwing crumbs to the starlings and tomtits, but not to the sparrows they are great bullies. But you ought to see the thrushes crack snail-shells! Well, I had lots of little English friends, chiefly Muffle Stewart, though the ivycovered wall between our garden and the Major's estate was thirty feet thick and had ice-houses and wine-cellars in it It was Just like story-book times, with castles and abbeys whichever way we looked or walked, and the big white horse that King Alfred cut on one of the grassy slopes of the hill where he defeated the Danes still prancing on that old hul up the valley of the Avon. - . . . "Well, by and by my papa was away in London at the Embassy, a good deal, and Mama was very quiet, v Then one da, late in the afternoon, Papa came home from London, and he was very grave. Major Stewart, that was Muffle's father, and several other gentlemen came over to our house, and they all were very serious. The Vicar was there and the Squire

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from the Manor House, and Col. said 'Tt a smrolv ti Ko a pft than?' fAnd PaPa answered, 'Yes, I'm afraid it Is I didn t know what It was going to mean then, but I do now. It was war. "It was not very long then until we left Sharpstone (that was the name of our house), and went to London, where we, lived within a block of our Embassy. Papa used to take me over there with him sometimes and everyone seemed so busy and "hurried. Many troops were passing all the time as they were leavingfor the front; and they had many horses, too. I liked to watch them. I could not understand why the horse3 had to go to war also. "One day at Buckingham, I remember there was an eclipse of the sun, and we all were out in the garden looking at it with smoked glass when a queer little man with a long beard came up and. asked to see it too. Papa told me afterwards that he was the Duke of Norfolk, and he was one of the greatest noblemen of all England. The King was In the window. "In October we started home, back to America, and the trip was rather hard. We thought we were going to be torpedoed any. minute, and we kept the lifebelts on a good deal of the time. Nobody knew what to expect. All the lights were kept out all the time, and even the portholes were painted Mack. The smoke-stacks all' had been taken down except one, and everything was so queer and ex citing, -r"We staid in America for over a year and then papa was sent over to Germany; so we wen over too, soon after. We were on the ship with Mr. Gerard, and he was great fun. Our ship was called the Christmas ship, for It had presents for many people in Norway and Sweden and Belgium. After we stopped at the Orkney Islands and the ship had been searched by the English officers, and we steamed on north again, . little Christmas trees were put on the top of every mast, and then when we landed in Copenhagen there were thousands and thousands of pVople there to meet us, but I didn't think much about them when I saw papa. "It was only afternoon, bat even then it was as dark as night because we were so far north. When we were going into the hotel, a great Christmas tree in the city square blazed out with all its lights, and everyone was celebrating Christmas. "The next day we crossed the Baltic sea, and thtn I saw the first German troops. There were aeroplanes and submarines everywhere, but when we reached our new home in Berlin, I forgot ail about the war. It was Christmas eve, and all the German children out on the streets were singing Christmas carols. Lights were shining from all the houses, and everyone had a j

Christmas tree. When we went into our hotel there was a big fire in the drawing-roam and a big Christmas tree for us, with flowers no end, In every room, and lots of other little Christmas trees besides. I asked papa where ""tiey came from, and he told me that many of the boys and girls in Berlin . who were going to be my friends had sent them to me and to my mother as a greeting. "That winter I had ever so many friends, and we had fun playing ship, I usually was the captain. We had some good snowball fights, too, out in Thiengarten, which is one of the largest parks in the world, bigger than the Eois de Boulogne, where I used to play

with Eleanor in Paris. You see I have -little friends in New York, and Washington, and Richmond, and in England and . Germany and France. Sometimes 'we played in one language and sometimes another. In Berlin most of my playmates were little counts and princes, because my papa and mama had known their papas and mamas, a long time, and they wished to make it pleasant for us. My little brother, Hadley, wore a blue knitted suit that winter, all one piece from his head to his heels, and one day Princess August Wilhelm called him her "Blue Bear," and then everyone else be gan to cull him that too. The page at the entrance of our suite, Kurt, made me a wonderful cardboard manger with a Christchild and sheep, with an electric system that lighted it all up when I touched a button. Countess Marjorie and" her brother Hans were my special chums, and they and the other boys and girls always wanted me to teach them good American .games. But it was not all play. I studied hard with my governess and at the Royal Gymnasium. And often and Often I stood on the balcony and watched the tired troops march and march past, going or coming, between Berlin and the fighting front. I saw the emperor and the empress, and, well everybody. But the most interesting big friend I had was not a soldier or a statesman at all, but a sea captain, the first to cross the Atlantic in a submarine, not to fight, but to trade with their American friends. "One pight, when -I was getting ready for bed, and went in to say goodnight, I found a gentleman in the drawing-room waiting for papa. It was Captain Koenig. I had Just been reading about, how he had commanded the Deutschland and then about one time how he ran the nose of his submarine into the mud. I had been wondering how he ever gotJiis submarine out of the mud again; so I asked him, and he told me all about it before I went to bed. "Then one day they told me that war was declared between .Germany and America, and that we'd

have to go home as soon as possible. Many people came to tell us goodbye. Everyone was very serious and very sad. "We came home on the steamer "Bergensflord" from Christiana, that is a city from which the old -Viking ships used to sail. My old governess had to stay In Germany, so I had to have a new one and she was Swedish. I liked her, but she talked so amusingly. "When we left Christiana, our, ship went so slowly it was like creeping, up , between tho islands toward the Arctic circle, so that we would avoid all mines and sub marines, and then we went along close by Iceland. We sometimes wore the life-belts and everyone knew how dangerous the trip was, but people weren't as excited as they were when we came back from England in 1914. "One day we saw a boat drifting not very far off, so the captain had the steamer tack towards it, and when we came close, we found that a poor fisherman was lying in the bottom of the littlo fishing dory all alone, as though he were dead. Our sailors were so sorry for him that they brought the whole dory up aboard our ship, and then gave the old fisherman hot coffee, and worked with him, until finally he opened his eyes and looked around. He said he had been out there alone, drifting around for over five days without anything more to eat, and that he might have died if they had not picked him up. And wasn't it interesting that there was a rainbow that evening and the poor fisherman sailed right under it to our ship? "We came past Halifax, and there I saw the Canadian troopships, with all the Canadian soldiers, but we did not stay there very long. "Now I am going to school back home, in New York. We live on

Riverside Drive, where there are always six or a dozen war ships and cruisers of different nations right in front of the house. There is even an Argentine war-ship in the river now, and I am glad to be hotne again in America because I like ships the best of anything, aim 1 vu.ii act; bu many miciesuus ones here. I had crossed the ocean six times before I was seven years old, but it's not much fun in wartime. I had much rather gather walnuts, where my papa' did, in Richmond. And I wish some Richmond boy would send me a paw-paw. There are lots of paw-paw bushes on the Liberty piae, hut, this year, no paw-paws! I will trade him some butter-nuts which I gathered last month around our summer home in New Hampshire. We have loads. "Papa certainly knows how to find out nut-trees. He says he learned to smell them In Street's Thicket and around Thistle thwaite's Pond and Boyce's Wood. PRINCESS MARIA IS A ROYAL FAVORiJE .-:.V.VA-.y , Baby Princess Maria of Italy Is the favorite of the members of the royal Italian household. Her big black, eyes and winsome ways have won the heart of everyone. Mary's mother was reading a book called "Aikenside." "Why, mother," said Mary, "they have misprinted that name because you don't say aiken sides, but you say my sides aiken."

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