Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 43, Number 309, 9 November 1918 — Page 13

RICHMOND PALLADIUM, NOVEMBER 9. 1918.

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THE JUNIOR

The Junior Palladium 13 the children's, section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1916, and Issued each Saturday atternoou. All boys and girls are invited to be reporters nd contributors. News Items, social events, "want" advertisements, stories, locul jokes and original poems are acceptable and will be published. Articles should 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 personally tas tlioy bring their articles tt the Palladium office, or to receive . letters addressed to the Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper and we hope each Doy and girl will use It thoroughly.

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The first rays of a very sleepy sun found Jimmie G. sitting on the edge of his bed tugging with a pair of heavy shoes, as he called over his shoulder, bctwen grunts, to his still slumbering uncle. "Say, un how soon you going to wake up? All those fish'll have their breakfasts and they wont want any. of our wor-rms." Uncle Dud opened one eye and then closed it again. "I'll bet Bill Hadler-wouldn't be lying there all this time if he was going flshin' with me." Uncle Dud opened his left eye again, and then closed it. "Bill Hadley does something, besides snore. The next minute a shoe whizzed past Jimmie G.'s ear, but when that near-martyr wheeled about and glared at his innocent companion, Uncle Dud's eyes were as peacefully closed and his breathing as soft and regular as ever. Jimmie G. scratched his head md then looked back at the shoe to make sure he had not been deceived. It was still quivering where it fell, and with daggers sticking out of his eyes, Jimmie stooped to pick it up, just as the second shoe sailed two Inches above his head and banged into the wall beyond. "Hi, there, look out," roared Jimmie, but at that moment a soft patter of feet was heard from the adjoining room, and a gentle knock sounded on the door, as Jean's voice called, "Brother dear, may I come in?" "There, I knew it," growled "brother dear." "Oh yes, come on in. I supposed you'd be wanting to go with us if uncle Dud lay there much longer." "Why, I won't bother you, Jimmie," promised Jean. "I thought I could be digging bait for you while you fished, but if you don't want me ." ' "Sure, Cricket, come on," interrupted Uncle Dud, amiably, while Jimmie's silence gave consent, "I might catch such a big whale, I'd need you to help me pull it in." It was almost half past five when the little fishing party finally came down the broad stairs of Elmwood Inn and started along the sloping cement walk down to the river. Meanwhile the inhabitants of that meandering stream peacefully nibbled on, contentedly waving their fins and even at times gleefuly leaping above the gentle rippling surface of their home, little dreaming of the terrible . fate which one small American was planning for them as he descended to the water's edge." "Now Jean, remember when you're out with regular fishermen you can't talk," Jimmie reminded his little sister as he began squeezing the bait on the hook in a most business-like way. Uncle Dud started taking out his casting rod while Jean wandered along the bank till she came to a sandy beach where little minnows were darting back and forth, and also where a queer monster with many legs was slowly crawling over the stones, cautiously choosing his way with two long feelers. Wide-eyed, Jean watched its progress, while she reached back and clutched her Uncle Dud's sleeve, as he stood behind her, ready to fcegin casting. "Now what have you found. Cricket?" he asked. "An old grandfather- crawdad, is it? Want to have a good look at him?" Picking him up behind the pincers, Uncle Dud held him down for Jean to examine, while the irate old grandfather jerked his clippers open and shut, as snappish as he could be. "What's he doing that for," asked Jean. "Because he'd like to get hold of your finger," answered her

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3 C 3 C D II 1 uncle, and all this time Jimmie was vainly motioning them to be still, for unmistakably his green and red bobber was being twitched up and down in a most promising manner. But Jean and her uncle were absorbed in the new object. Jean edged closer and closer, watching him with greater and greater interest. Then suddenly, without any warning, she held out her plump little finger and the long suffering crawdad siezed upon it joyously. ' But there was no joy left in Jean. Scream after scream rang out, while she wildly flung herself upon ! her unsuspecting brother, shaking her hand so frantically that the crawfish lost his hold and fell down on the young fisherman's fat leg. "Hi aow Christmas!" howled Jimmie, leaping into the air and upsetting his bait, his sister, and his fishing prospects in a mad attempt to clutch the brute. But when the abused old patriarch of the crawfish family had at last been hurled half across the stream, Jimmie's fishing pole was drifting down the river, and the his fish, ao nearly his, was ah, well, let those who deal in fish tales speculate. As a once more civilized Jimmie G. came into the dining room of j the Inn for breakfast several hours later that morning, an elderly j sportsman, who had become friends with Jimmie the night before, asked ! him what luck he had had. No one else was at the table, so drawing up a chair close to his new friend, Jimmie confided his troubles. It was a long tale, but ! Jimmie's friend was sympathetic to the last. "And Mr. Smith," he ended, "1 think it's kind of hard when a fellow's trying to be a man and act real good to his sister, to have her throw a crawdad on him just when he was pullin' in a great big fish." JOHN AND THE TRAIN It was a cold, frosty morning supplies. He knew that unless the roads were good he could not get back before night. Now it happened that the road lay parallel to the railroad track, which ran between two cliffs. Just as he was harnessing the horse, the snow began to fall in torrents. He knew he must hurry or the road would be impossible. , He reached town at ten o'clock and purchased the things he needed. He did not linger in town because he knew it would be dark early. Just about dusk he came to a railroad crossing. In the middle of the track lay a huge boulder which had rolled off the cliff. In ten minutes the train would be there; so there was no time to waste, so, tying his horse to a post, and taking off his sweater he ran up the track waving as fast as he could. Just then the train came around the turn. The engineer stopped the train and asked what was the matter. John told him and he was very glad because it had saved the lives of the people on the train. The next day John received a check for $500 reward for his bravery, and John lived happy ever after. Marguerite Meehan Age 12 years Joyce called me up one morning all excitement. I asked her what was wrong .and, half crying, she said: "O, aunty, one of our goldfish jumped out on the floor and got deaded." H. W., Chicago Tribune. Meeting at the home of Loolir.s Klus at 915 N. G street on Saturday, November 16.

GIRL SCOUTS The Girl Scouts met last Monday evening at the homo of Captain Jones tot 8& North 10th street. They will meet next Monday at tho home of Corporal Gladys Libking at 319 North 14th street. They will occasionally meet at the homes of tho scouts. As it is strictly against the rules of the Scout organization, no refreshments will be served at tho business meetings. Each scout is requested to take needle, threatl, thimble and erabroidery hoops to the next meeting.

OFFER OF PRIZE STILL OPEN. We published in last week's Junior, a list of prizes that have been offered to Junior Palladium readers in connection with the Victory Boys and Girls. As there were only a few articles turned in, it has been decided to keep the offer open another week. If every boy or girl up to twenty years of age doesn't know what is meant by Victory Boys and Girls, it is time to be learning about it, at' the schools, Commercial club, Y. M. C. A., churches, or the Junior office. The idea is to pledge to "earn and give" money to the Y. M. C. A. and other similar organizations for work among our boys. If war should stop today the money and work would be needed as much as ever and perhaps more than ever, for at least two years. The idea is to have Junior boys and girls send in patriotic articles about Victory Boys and Victory Girls and tell what they are going to do to earn their money. So the offer is open for another week. Earn the first part of your pledge in this way. Tho prizes are: One dollar for the best article;. 50 cents for the second best; and a thrift stamp a piece for each of the first ten articles to be received at the Junior office. (All articles must be in by Wednesday night, November 13.) Dear Aunt Molly: I will put a piece in the Junior. There was a little boy sitting on the deck eating peanuts by the peck. A little girl came along and said, "I would like to have a pec." II. B. If I were a &oldier, I would go over there And get Kaiser Wilhelm, And pull him by the hair. II. B. with variations. THEY LAUGHED AGAIN "Are you boys laughing at me?" demanded a professor sternly of his class. "Oh, no sir!" came tho reply in a chorus. . "Then," asked the professor, "what else is there in the room to laugh at?" Lone Scout. THE USUAL SIGNS "Has Reggie come home from school yet Mary?" asked Reggie's mother. "I think so, ma'am," said Mary. "The cat's a-hidin' in the coal house." Lone Scout. BRITISH CAVALRY

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Failure of All Arbitration Conferences, a Cause. Long ago fn 1S99 when all the world seemed to be comparatively peaceful, the Czar of Russia Invited all the nations to a conference to be held at The Hague in the little country of Holland. In 1907, the President of tho United States gave the me invitation. Men sent from almost all the nations, called delegates, came together to discuss plans for a world peace and conditions of war. They tried to make war, when it did take place, as human in its methods as possible, and planned a gradual disarmament, or the abolishing of all means of warfare by all the nations. They agreed to get together and discuss everything with each other when any of them seriously disagreed before war should be declared. This agreement was signed by the nations in July, 1899. When anyone sigLS anything it means a serious promise, and that's what this was a serious promise made by each of the nations present.

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Well here we are again after another vacation, so I'll have to tell you all the happenings. Howard Taggart is very fond of the West Side lately. Elmer Bescher spent part of his vacation visiting Bob Knoll, out near Whitewater. One day they were feeding the pigs. 1AU of a sudden they stopped stock still, looking at each other, real solemnly. Bob's sister called out of the window for them to get busy. When they came into the house, she asked them why they stopped but neither boy would explain. So, detectives get busy and solve the great mystery. We wonder where on earth Dorothy Reese raked up the clothes she wore on Hallowe'en. Pody Englebert was too sick to THE FRESH FRESHIES By Grannie Hodapp Georgia Miller is quite a gossiper. Butz Weidner is an expert football player. We hear that Ralph Brady is very fond of dolls. What about it, Ralph? ' There is certainly style to Rolland Hockett's new glasses. Marjorie Gault seems to be very much in favor of saying "third third and second third." Somehow Everett Heath always says Aeswop's Fable3 Instead of Aesop's Fables. Roland Osborne is very fond of French heeled shoes. We wondsr why." Hilda Banks and Cora Ford seem to be experts at finding news.

PLAYS BIG PART IN DRIVING HUNS BACK

THE WAR

For anyone to make a promise and then break It is a thing to b ashamed of, but when a nation, representing a great1 number of people, makes an agreement and then breaks it, It is a great dishonor to that nation A United States ambassador met one of the most im- j portant German counts, a Count Mun6ter who shows how Germany ; considered the idea of arbitration ! before war was declared. He said that Germany could put her army j hi action in ten days, which no , other nation could do and that arbitration would simply give the rival powers time to prepare, which would be a disadvantage to Germany. : Also tho German Chancellor in March, 1911, said, "Any agitation in Germany in favor of disarmament is absolutely unpardonable." The fact that any country should continually regard all action for peace by a group of nations as unprofitable and impossible and should completely disregard its agreement will, especially if the nation is well armed, give a strong basis for war. ' dress up on Hallowe'en. Poor soul. How do you feel now, Pody? Martha Eggemeyer was a perfect Charley Chaplin the second excepting his shoes. Martha wore white oxfords. She said that was what Charlie wore on summer evenings. A YANKEE SONG Sung to the - tune of "There's a Long.Long Trail." There's a long, long trt.il awinding into No Man's Land in France, Where the shots and shells are flying, but we must advance! There will be sme th'Hig e--s when the rainbow light shines through We are going to snow the Kaiser what our Yankee boys can do. ROBERT SPAULDING and LEOLINE KLUS. THE AMERICAN LANGUAGE. Waco: "Say, d'ju see Pauke?" Dontroke: "Na chet, but 'ell come putty soon." Waco: "Napyer scumin, too." Don: "Sgiten' late." Waco: ' 'Tlast their cumin'." When Willie reached his aunt's home she kissed him tenderly. Involuntarily, he raised his hand to wipe hl3 cheek. "Why, Willie," exclaimed his aunt, "are you wiping it off?" "No," he replied, "I was just rubbing it in." Marguerite M. When Great Britain's part in the war is written the great work of the British cavalry will occupy several chapters. They have aided materially in driving the Hum back continually harassing the fleeing foe. Their service in reconnoitering have been invaluable The photo shows British cavalry dropping over a ridge in pursuit oi Huns.