Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 77, 8 February 1919 — Page 15

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, FEB. 8. 1919

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THE JUNIOR

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Character of the War

If some one said to you, "Be quiet, and let me thing this out, I'm confused," would you know what was the matter with them? Well, it would be the same thing that would be the matter with you if you were to run around some big tree, fifteen times in the same direction. When you stopped, everything about you would seem to be moving in the queerest kind of way, and you wouldn't know whether it was the world's fault or yours. In other words, you would be "confused." That's the way we Americans felt at the beginning of this war. We didn't clearly understand the reasons why any of the countries wanted to fight, and so, of course, we couldn't tell whose reasons were best. We were quite a distance from that European battleground and the war could remain a "far-away" question to us, and so that's the way it stayed, "faraway from our land and "faraway" from our thoughts for three long years. Of course we read of that first battle of the Marne, of the long fighting around Verdun, and we were sad about all the ter rible things that were happening and sometimes we felt afraid that perhaps we might but we put the thought away from us just as long as we could. A month after war was declared, in August, 1914, President Wilson Issued a message asking all citizens of the United States to remain neutralthat is, to treat with the same friendly spirit, all countries that were in the war. For a long time we went on this way, neutral either because we intended to be that way, or because we were more or less indifferent to quarrels that were -not our own. . Then things that were happening began to awaken us and change our minds. One of the greatest of these things was the invasion of neutral Belgium and all the horrible things the German army allowed itself to do to that brave little country. We admired the plucky resistance that those people showed. After this, things that were mailing us less and less friendly to the Germans, began to pile up thick and fast. The executions of Edith Cavell and Captain Fryatt, on poorly founded causes aroused people all over our country then came the sinking of the Lusitania, and the intentional drowning on the part of the U-boats of free American citizens. Still trusting a country, whoa leaders were absolutely unworthy of trust, our President wrote many times to the German government to try to get that government to agree to fight occording to the principles of fighting agreed to by the nations 'at The Hague conference. The only decisive reply we received to these notes, was the sinking of more of our ships, the Falaba, the dishing, the Gulflight, the Arabic and the Sussex. Meanwhile all kinds of plots against the United States were being discovered. Hundreds of Germans were being discovered all over the United States, who were planning all sorts of plots against our country and In favor of Germany. These people left Germany because of the required military training and lack of opportunity and came to our country where there was freedom and big chances for advancement, then they turned their backs on the United States and plotted against her development and the happiness of her people. People who can do such things as these nave souls like Aaron Burr, the souls of traitors. There are lots of "little" souls like this all over everywhere. As they give up more and moro to their mean little selves they become traitors, murderers and robbers. So we tried and tried very hard

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issued each Saturday afternoon, j to keep peace, but it wouldn't be kept. Wo wanted to keep free from the war because we thought if we did this, we could help more in restoring peace when the fighting was over. But it could not be done. The horrors caused by the submarines and by the victorious (at that time) German army, and the increasing proof of the plotting of German citizens against the United States, was turning American interest and sympathy with the allies. Germany tried to arouse our country against Britain and to point out that it was Russia or England or France that really started the war in a vain attempt lo hide her own crime and to take away blame for what she was doing from herself. It's like a game of Marching to Jersualem I saw the other day. Of course you've played it. You know there's a double row of chairs one less than the number playing, and when the music stops, everyone triese to get a chair, and the one who doesn't is "out." Once after the marching had finished one boy spoke to the teacher and said, "John got in his chair sidewise, Miss S . But the teacher had been watch ing and said to the boy who had spoken, "You held to that chair all the time you . were going around the corner. If you hadn't done that, you would have been without a chair. You played much more unfairly than John." That's the way Germany did; she tried to place the blame on every other nation's shoulders when the greatest part of the blame for starting the war lay on her own. So, in spite of all our desire for peace, by the time 1917 came we were rapidly coming face to face with the world war. THE FRESH FRESHIES By Butch and But. Information! So please read! As we have ust discovered Orval D. Tody would be very good at walking to a funeral as they admire walking slow. Orval Denny is a wonder as he can stand out in the cold for hours and he then declares that "I'm not cold." . Catherine Bishop seems to be fond of certain meat markets! Why is it, friends? Lona Huff is very fond of going up town unknown to anyone. We would advise Jim Kittle not to wear striped socks when asleep at the Washington, with his feet hanging over the rails. Please don't it's too noticeable! Harry enjoys games and flowers the same as Orval. Charles Wirts, Hiram Sonia and Kenneth Roach were trying to act funny, but did not succeed. Ruth Pyle is fond of tearing cur tains down, just to make Opal put them up again. A certain bunch of eight boys and girls admire the Washington and South Thirteenth. But just in the afternoon! Bazel Mann admires picking lip paper wads in Mr. Rice's room better than he does throwing them. M. M. seems to think a certain girl with curly hair and blue eyes very attractive! (Tell us "Moore" about her.) There will be a great bunch of lively "Freshies" coming to High School next semester, so please. High School students, don't forget to get them all mixed up. Cora Ford, who was your sailor friend, last Saturday night? Johnny Craig has his hands full as he keeps his eyes on two. Papa Denny is not afraid of the bulldog on South B street, is he? Pauline D. would make a great fighter. So thinks R. T. Buts Weidner is noted for walking backwards to school. He is a very much opposed rival of John Craig's. Mervin Cassel delights in singing "Nobody Loves a Fat Boy."

When Manama's Valentine

Party Was Different " Marlanna was to have a party, i real Valentine party with ice cream and candy and little heartshaped cakes. Virginia and Dorothy Runnels and Willis Rondilt were coming, and, oh, about five other of her very best friends. There were to be hearts around in different places in the house, and each little guest was to receive a real Valentine. fact, she and; mother had gone to Brennans the wek before and picked them out and they were cute as could be. It was the day before Valentine's day, unlucky old thirteenth day, and everything was excitement as far as Marianna McGreggor wa3 concerned. Suddenly from an upstairs window, she saw the postman, coming up their steps. A thought struck her! Sometimes she received Valentines the day before. Maybe he had one for her this morning! She makes one rush for the stairway. But in her eagerness, she went too far, and bump, bump, bump, she fell down all thse stairs. Mother and Aunt Susan who were busy in the kitchen, rushed in and found Marianna, a little crumpled crying heap on the floor. Mother picked her up in her arms, while Aunt Susan ran to telephone for the doctor. In a few minutes the doctor came and said that nothing real serious had happened, though it might have ben very serious, but that she had a sprained wrist and was co scared and shaken up, that she would hve to go right to bed and stay for several days. "Oh, but I can have my party tomorrow, Can't I? Oh, I must! We have the Valentines and everything. And" but here the kindly doctor broke in. "I'm afraid not little girl. You must be quiet and in bod for several days, so that you will get real strong again." This started tears, which were not at all quieted when the doc tor left Mother carried the little girl upstairs and put her to bed in her little, white, cozy room. , Then she sat down by the bed rubbing Marrianna's rather feverish head with her cool, gentle hand. "Listen, dear, it is too, too bad, that you can not have your little party tomorrow. I am very sorry about it. But now that it can't be helped, let's try to play Pollyanna would never have been the brave, glad little girl she was, if nothing unhappy had ever happened to hen. She would have been glad, of course, because there would have been nothing in the world to have made her any other way. But she was brave, because she kept on being glad, after all kinds of unfortunate things happened to her. And remember Yvette, to your little Camp-fire French Orphan, who has lost her Daddy and her pretty home and can scarcely get enough bread, and never thinks any more of heart-shaped cakes. My little girl can be really brave, can't she?" Marianna was silent, that is, she was trying to be silent, but somehow, a big lump kept coming in her throat as she thought of Dorothy and Virginia and all the others and the Valentines, and but as she looked up at her mother and began to think about what she had said, the lump in her throat began to go away. She was a very sensible little girl and very kind and thoughtful "As if I can't be like Pollyanna and Yvette!" she thought "But can't I have my party here" she asked. But mother shook her head. "It would be too much for you dear," she said. "There now, don't look so gloomy or all the sunshine fairies will run away for shelter. they'll be so scared." I At this, the smile that had started to venture forth once before, came out and grew into a merry laugh. "Oh, that's funny," she said, "but I wish there wouldn't be any February 14, at all. I wish it would just fall away out of sight I dont know what I shall do all day long," and here her voice began to trail out into a kind of wail, but mother interrupted. "Oh. there are parties and parties. I can imagine several different kinds of Valentine parties, myself," she said with a mysterious look. "What do you mean?" asked Marianna eagerly. "Perhaps, nothing," she answered, with a mischievous smile that belied her words. "But be a

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might as well be closed for any other business. 1 do the very best I know how th? very best I can; and I mean to keep on doiqg until the end. If the end brings me out all .right, what is said against me Won't amount tq anything. If the end brings rnc out wrong, ten -angels swearinjj I was right vou!d make no

difference' ' good little girl, now, as I have some things to attend to." Wondering wat was going to happen, she fell asleep. Next day, about two o'clock, in the afternoon,"T3he was carried into the lovely guest bed rom, with its beautiful rose-colored draperies, and fixed all "comfy" in the ivorycolored bed. Besides the rose draperies, the room loked so prety, for it was all decorated in dozens of pink hearts. Then mother brought her a handful of pink ribbons, just one end end of which, however, she held, the other ends of the ribbons stretched out in different corners of the room, under the dresser, under the bed, and one even wandered into the closet. "Now, pull these carefully, dear, one at a time," her mother said. So she pulled the pne first that ended somewhere in the dark recesses of the closet Slowly a white box appeared and was pulled up on the bed beside her. It proved to be a box of the best fudge, from Virginia and Dorothy Runnels. And inside were two pictures drawn by the girls, and supposed to be their own pictures, and underneath they had written. "We are so glad to come to your party. You see you can't kep us away, just by falling down stairs. Then sne pulled the other ribbons, one by one. At the end of each string was some little present, and either a picture of himself drawn by himself and labeled (for that was necessary) or a photograph, and some verse or message by each of the boys and girls that had been invited to her party. The other presents were: Three beautiful paper dolls from Jean, a bag of pop-corn, a funny little booklet, a new game, three little gold fish in a glass bowl, and a kitten that moved its eyes when you pulled a piece of card board at its back. Marianna spread them out all over the bed, and looked around at al lot them. She was very happy over it alt Suddenly a bell rang, and up came Aunt Susan, bringing a beautiful bunch of sweet-peas that father had sent from town. With them was a, card, written In her father's handwriting, "For my Uttie Pollyanna's Valentine Party." As she was taking them out piece of paper dropped out It was the funniest kind of a ValenUne, a big fat man with a broad smile on bis face, whoso feet turned way out to the side or became very pigeon-toed, when you palled a

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Speeches and Preiidemial additnck " by Abraham JUncola string. Otf it was written,"Why not invite your Daddy, too?" "And dear, when you are well again, we will have all the chUdrcn over and have the ice-cream and heart-shaped cakes just the same,", said mother. - "Oh, goody! Oh goody!" and Ma riana gave a little squeal of delight. "Oh, it s been so much fun. I didn t mind not having the party one bit. But, any way I don t want to ever fall down stairs again, not even to have such a fine party. . . PUZZLE. 1 What is round like a ball? The moon. John Charman AN8WERS TO PUZZLES Acorn-corn, red-Ed, mink-ink, coat-oat, chair-hair, hair-air, drake rake, Rover-over, steam-team, Maxax. His most conspicuous virtue was the absence of a spirit of resentment or oppression toward the enemy. Senator John T. Morgan. A sailor with a sore throat went to a physician, who inquired if he had ever tried gargling with salt water. "Indeed, I have," responded the sailor. "I have been torpedoed six times!" Boys' Life for February. Teacher: Johnny, name three words ending with "ous" and give the meaning. Johnny: Dangerous full of danger: famous full of fame; pious full of pie. Boys' Life for February. Mrs. Mike: Mike, this scale goes up to 250 and I weigh about 300. Mike: Well, get on twice and add up the totals. Boys' Life for February. Guest: Noodle soup, .veal with tomato sance and a cream puff. Walter (who has been at the front) : Bowl of submarine, camou flage calf, hurl me a custard grenade. Boys' Life for February. A huge raft made of logs held by steel cables recently made a trip from Haparanda, Sweden, to Copenhagen, Denmark. It was six months in building and required as much wood as four big steamers. The crew consists of seven men. A man who has been in Auburn prison says be left there all his admiration of auburn locks.