Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 119, 29 March 1919 — Page 16

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY. MARCH 29. 1919

The Dogs and the Bunnies It really seems too strange to be true, but all the same right here in Wayne county, one near Williamsburg, where they had a farm sale, Just a few days ago. A farm sale, you know, is where they sell horses and cows and pigs, and ever so many things that people want to buy. Well, lots of men and women go to these sales, you

know, in buggies and'autos, tho iui-u uj uuy mu pigs auu cows aau I chickens and the ladies to serve a nice lunch at noon. Of course they also take the children and we meet a lot of Junior readers at such sales. . Well, at the Ka4e the other (lav. we ate our lunch in the auto. The . ladies piled our plate full of good things to eat and gave us a cup of coffee, which we took to the car. From the car windows and through the open door we could see more than a hundred men sitting out in the sunshine eating their lunches, on the lawn, on the walks and along the fences, just like a picnic party. Presently we looked down on the ground beside the car and would you think it, right near the doorJ were two bunnies, wild rabbits, with little white tails, and, they were looking right up into the car, as though they were asking for their dinners. Of course we were i surprised and afraid to move for fear of frightening them away. But they dkin't run, so we threw them some crumbs and that didn't scare them either. . Then we called to some children who were playing on the lawn to come and se the rabbits, which they did, and then the rabbits scampered off. - After awhile we took a walk up to the houseand right by the gate . two dogs were lying in the 'sun. Then we went into the house and when we got back to the gate a few minutes later what do you suppose we saw? Why, those two bunnies were right on the lawn by the gate, looking at the dogs, and nibbling the sweet spring grass and not a bit afraid of them. Nor were they afraid of the children who came wonderingly to see why the dogs didn't chase the little fellows. . These little wild rabbits had lived all their lives in the orchard j close by the house, and the folks j who lived there had fed them in cold weather and had taught the! dogs to be friendly with them and not to chase or hurt them. The folks also put a little house under a tree on the big lawn, sand put a nice bed of hay and some cabbage leaves and apples in it. Well the rabbits at first made their home in the little house only at night but after awhile they used to run and rurlrllft fn thA warm hfi in flip flav time, out of the rain. Now thov run an nver'tho law n and rint tn the barns and even scamper and play on the porches. They seem to , know that the folks all love them and will feed and care for them and so are not afraid. At another time we are going to tell you about a flock of quail that we saw feeding with the chickens in a farm yard on a cold, snowy winter days out in Kansas, when the deep snow and ice-covered ponds and streams made is so hard for the birds to get water or to find anything to eat, for several day3. The "kind lady of the house put out bowls of warm water for the birds and fed all the dear little wild creatures that came to eat and drink. My Box of Candy I had a box of candy once; I put It on the shelf, And every now and then I went And took a bote myself. It tasted good, but after all, ( I thought, though 'twas my own, 'i felt just like a greedy pig. To eat it all myself. And so I passed it all around, From father down to Dandy, And really that's the nicest way, To eat a box of candy. Selected by Helen Duning. MY DOG. Dear Aunt Polly: . I have a little dog and he barks at my father. And v,'hen anyone comes In, h9 barks at them. One i day my grandma and grandpa came I and a man carao in after them, and he barked at him and jumped up on him and got him all dirty. Pauline Bear. 33, Whitewater School.

Two Little Girls Chapter I. Once there was a littlo girl named Elizabeth. Her home was in Germany. When the war broke out Elizabeth's father had to go and fight for Germany. The Germans were winning victories all the time and she was happy

as she could be One day a letter came saying iivr laiuer was Kiueu. She cried all that day. The next morning when she woke up she heard shoutng. She ran to the window, but just as she got there the door opened and in came a French soldier. She sunk to the floor and said, "I have not done any harm." He answered, "Who is your best friend out-side of your family?" "My very, very best friend is a little French girl named Marquette," she answered, "Will you send me to her?" He answered, "Take this paper," and he left the room. Chapter II. She went to France and found the girl. I will now tell where she found her. She, Marquette, lived in 'a cottage in Paris, France. She was looking out of the window when she thought she saw Elizabeth, the little German girl. She ran to the door and called in German to her. Elizabeth turned around and saw her. She ran to the door and said in French (for she knew French) did you call me? Marquette asked, "Is your name Elizabeth, the girl that lived in Germany?" My name i3 Elizabeth, and I lived in Germany. I just came to Franco. Is your name Mai-qupette?" "My name is Marquette." Elizabet answered, "Then you are tho one I'm looking for." Marquette and her mother and Elizabeth liver together till they were twenty-one then Elizabeth goth married to a wealthy young man by the name of Francois Champlain of Paris, France. They had two children named named Naeey (a girl) and a boy named Loyned. Chaper III. Nacey had many parties, one was her birthdav nartv. When her mother Elizabeth died, her mother died happy because her children were not Germans but French, for she loved France, ' Edna Manford. 5A, Starr School. Helping Others Once a man started to go on a journey. The path was very rough. There were many rocks on the hillside. Among these rocks the robbers hid themselves, ready to ! JumP uPn the travelers, and take ! their money. As this man was walking along his lonely . way, suddenly some robbers jumped out from behind the rocks, and knocked him down. They took his money and his clothes, and left him bruised and hurt by the roadside. After a while a man came along the road. He hurried past the wounded man without stopping to help him. ' Then another man came along the road. He looked at the wounded man and then, he too, went away without giving any help. After a while still another man came along the road. He was riding a donkey. He was a good Samaritan. He came right up to the wounded man and, getting off his donkey, ho looked the man over carefully, to see how badly he was murt. Then the good Samaritan poured oil into the man's wounds, and bound them up, and putting the man on lii3 donkey, he walked by his side until they came to an inn or hotel. The good Samarit" 1 took the man into the hotel r id got a comfortable room, where lie could be put to bed, He stayed with the man all night, and left money with the hotel keeper to pay for taking care of the man until he waa welL The good Samaritan was kind and helpful to this wounded man. Robert. A VISIT. Dear Aunt Polly: I went to the country. I had a fine time. I eaw a Feter bird. We heard a wonderful song. I played with the big dog, it was brown and white, and its name was Shep. And the other one was named Jack. I played in the swing and my cousin j pushed me and I went up to the I, free-tops. And that will be all Tor tnis time so ta, ta, na, na. Edith Dalrymple. 4A, Starr School.

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Fresh vegetables early in the spring can be obtained by starting plants before cold weather is over in boxes or beds indoors. Plants started In this manner should be transplanted when they reach a height of one to two inchese and before they crowd each other in the seed bed. Transplanting tends to produce uniform, stocky plants with a well-developed root system. Some growers transplant twice before setting jn the open ground; Plants grown indoors should not be set out until the weather is warm enough not to check the growth of the plants. In setting he plants keep as much soil on he roots as possible and pour a little water around the roots before filling in the soil. Transplanting Is discussed in detail In garden bulletins of the United States Department of Agriculture, which will be sent free on request.

Greyestolhe Manor Ruth did not. feel good about not escaping, or going rather to America. She was still young so she raved adventure. So she told the Captain of her secret. He finally consented to send a wireless telegram to America. Some moments passed before an answer came. Yes, they would send a tug to meet the Saxonia in mid-Atlantic. They were just crossing the equator, so the Captain figured. At the end of ninety-six hours the tug came in sight, and the Countess of Greyestolko went on board. Ruth paid the Captain for his kindness, $200, for which he thanked her a thousand times. At their arrival in America, Ruth wertt to her old home on the majestic Hudson river. To her dismay she found her father had died during her absence and left her his fortune and home, which amounted to $2,109,709.99. Here was another thing to add to her sorrow. Her husband and father, both dying inside of two weeks. That vas very unusual. But it could not be helped. She made acquaintances very rapidly. Thus passed away the month of September 1860. She gave considerable many dinners and dances every now and then. All this happened before you or I were ever thought of in the day when women wore big puffed out sleeves and tight waists and long trailing skirts, which today would seem very odd indeed. Let's skip three s:ore and eight years, and come to the end of the eighteenth century, and see what has happened to the Creyestolke family. . Ruth had married and a daughter was born unto them. Her husbpnd, a wealthy gold miner, was Ralph Gararr, though neither knew. But when her daughter waa 21, she told her that her father and mother were cousins, though neither knew, jis I said before. She also told her that her mother was Ruth Gararr, The Right Honorable The Countess Dowager of Greyestolke, who owned Greyestolke Manor and Greyestolke Castle and Greyestolke Arms. (Remember the last one for many are the times will it be mentioned in the coming chapters..

Ruth's daughter's name was Augusta Garrarr. But Ruth wa3 ve"ry old now, 62, and passed quietly away on the night of August2, 1907. Just 47 years from the night of the opening of this story and the proclaiming of the Earl of Greyestolke's Mission. Ruth's husband vas very sad after that. Till finally Ralph died too in 1917, two years ago. Augusta was very gay though, and married John Hoolbroke, a cotton manufacturer of the Siuth in 1918, April 15. AT QREYESTOLKE MANOR. As Augusta slept one night in her apartment, she woke suddenly to find herself confronted by a man, in a long coat, standing by her bedside. Quickly she jumped out, and ran pell-mell down the small circular stair case, leading to the card room. There she was confronted by another man, who grasped and bound her. When suddenly from the top of the staircase came the scream of a frightened girl. But the tight gag did not permit her to breath and she fainted in the arms of the strange intruder who picked her up and carried her through thevdoor and out into the moonlight. (To be continued.) Lives in the Woods Once upon a time there was a little girl and her brother. Her mother told he to go to the grocery-store to get some eggs. She had to go in a woods on the way. So after she went she went i all right. But on tho way faek ( she could not find her way home, ! And she met a fairy and asked tho way home. The fairy asked her where she was going and she told the fairy. The fairy said, "Will you come to my house in the woods?" So the little girl went to the little house in the woods, and since that day she has been in the woods. Josephine Holiingsworth. 4B, Starr School. Warner School Child: "Mamma, where is Mr. Giles, is he dead?" Mother: "No, dear, he went to France." Child: "Why. I thought Wilson went to France."

"Playing Pollyanna" Mary Jane's month is about up. She has seen Eleanor Porter, the author of the "Pollyanna Books," and lil.es her ver much. She wants to go home and yet she doesn't. She doesn't want to leave her new friends. Finally Mother thought of a plan which suited Mary Jane. "We can have a house-party this summer after schol is out," was her suggestion. .' "O goody, goody!" shouted Mary Jane. "I wish school was out now." So it was arranged that Mary Jane should have a house-pary. "There will be a good many," counted Mary Jane. "Pollyanna, Sr.', Pollyanna, Jr., Gladys, Jimmie, Jamie, Sadie, John, Mr. and Mrs. Carew, and can't I have the children that I had at the party at John's house?" "Yes," said Mrs. Crossburt. "If their mothers don't care, I don't, for there is plenty of room." At last the day camo for Mary Jane to go home. As the train began to slowly move off, Pollyanna whispered to Mary Jane. "I know, .you'll keep on playing the gamej'Von't you, Mary Jane?" And Mary Jane gave the promised word, "Yes, Pollyanna, dear." WhenMary Jane arrived at her own town, she saw many of her friends awaiting her arrival. A3 she got off the train, every one tried to get to her at once. It was a joyous home-coming for Mary Jane. Next day, which was Monday, Mary Jane started back to school. Everyone seemed glad to see her back. "Tel us about your trip," they urged. So Mary Jane told Iho children all about that famous trip. "And best of all," she hinislied, "you will get to see them when they come to my house-party." It was not long before Mary Jane had the whole school playing the glad-game. Mary Jane kept her word about going to like school, for she kept on saying she liked it, until finally she found herself liking it. Mary Jane found, too, that it was not always the teacher's fault that the pupils didn't like him, for she herself began to like him. One day Mary Jane received a letter from the children that were at her party when she was in New York. Here it is: New York, N. Y. Dear Mary Jane: The kids told me to write this here letter to you for them, because they said that I was the best writer and could spell the mo3t words, but I ma not so sure, I suppose you don't know who I is, but I is me and me is Edith Carton. You remember me, don't you? Us kids are awfull lonesome for you and we will be glad when school is out and so we can come to that party of yours. Our mothers said we could go if we will be good until then, and we are trying our very best because we wouldn't miss it for anything in the world. I wish I could tell all about myself in thi3 letter, but the kid3 won't let me, and there is so much to tell. But I guess I will say goodbye till I see you. With loads of love, The kids. Mary Jane laughed over this letter with it's misspelled words. Sha could almost see the children as she had seen them at the party. Mary Jane's school lets out a little bit sooner than our schools do. At last the passing day came, and Mary Jane walked slowly to school. She did not expect to pass because she had been out so much. But when she received her grade card she found that she had passed, just barely passed. What good news for her parents, who had expected her to fail, too. Her mother took her on her lap and said: . "Mary Jane, you have been a brave little girl, I think.. You didn't cry when you were sick, when you went away and when you came back. You thought you wero going to fail and you didn't cry about that. It seems to me tho least you cry or fuss over anything, the better it turns out. Now let's talk about the party, my brave little glad girl." (The end of "Playing Pollyanna." But the story will be continued under the name of "Mary Jane's House-party." Look for it next week.)

"Any man or boy who helps to grow or harvest a crop is helping tho Pnitr-rl Stntpn in it hif inh rf . ... ---o - feeding the world." George Ade.