Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 125, 5 April 1919 — Page 12

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Birdies Keep House In Mabel's Shoe The morning was sunshiney, lovely and clear, And two little wrens were hovering near, ' ' " Chirping and warbling with wonder est, Looking for some place to build them a nest. They searched the veranda, examined the trees, And never a place could they find that would please, Till Mable, whose eyes were as blue as the sky. And very observing, their trouble did spy. Then quick as the thought darted through her wee neaa, "111 help you, dear birdie3," she; lispingly 6aid. lOU JUBl Wttlt ill tl. j vou mv shoe. ' ! Twill make you a nice nest, as good as if new." With much toil and trouble she undid the knot. Took off the small shoe and picked out ft snot - Behind a large pillar; there tucked it away, And soon she forgot it in innocent " Play. s ;:-. ' But the wrens chirped, "Why here ia a nest, ready made. In the very best place too, and . quite In the snaae. They went to work quickly with out more ado, To keep house like the woman who lived in a shoe. When evening shades came at the close of the day, And dear little Mable was tired of play, She thought of the birdies and went off alone, To see, it she could, what the birdies had done. With heads under their wings, the wrens were asleep, Side by side in the shoe they were cuddled down deep. Then clapping her hands, Mable said, "Keep my shoe, My new one I'll wear and this one's for you." Selected by, Florence Norris. 4A, Warner School A Rubber 5f oc&ing Once there was a rich girl and her parents. Across the street there was a little poor girl. The rich girl's name was Mary and the poor girl's name was Mildred. Mildred was prettier than Mary so Mary did not like Mildred very well. ' All the people. loved Mildred, for she was kind to . every one and Mary was cross and angry. ' Mildred grew - prettier every minute and Mary grew uglier all the time. When Christmas came Mary said that she was going to put up a rubber stocking so when Santa Claus went to put in some toys it would stretch, then she would get more toys, nuts and candy than the other children. But little Mildred didn't hardly have nice 1 enough stockings to wear on her feet. So Mary put up a rubber stocking and didn't get anything but a buggy whip. Mildred put Up a stocking that she had been wearing. It was the best she had. She found a lot of toys, because shewasn't as greedy as the rich girL Melvo Hoffman. 4A, Sevastopol School. Going to France If father does not get home from France, we are going there too. It will be quite a treat to go on the Ocean, and ship. The country is a pretty country I hear, when there isn't any war. I would like to see Monte Carlo. Papa has a friend there who is a Captain too, he calls him his wife Henri. I hope that he wont get to come so I can go to France. Papa-has been promised to be made a captain, and he got a leave of absence and went all over France. I guess he has eecn very pretty Bights. Of course I want him to come home too. Margaret Misencr. 63, Warner School.

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Junior gardeners and members oi mo boys and gins emus were important factors in increasing America's food supply the past year. In many cities this work has been joined with the school-garden movement. This kind of work not only produces more food but teaches the young, sters self-dependence and the value of work. Teachers have reported that the effort with the boys and girls has been more than repaid by the knowledge of nature gained by the pupils.

Canadian Girl is Champion Swimmer Miss Bessie Harrison. Miss Harrison is the fifteen-year-old swimming champion of Manitoba. Her home is in Winnipeg, but she is now competing in matches as a representative of the Detroit Athletic club. The Dog in the Manger .A sleepy dog went into a barn and jumped into a manger full of hay. There he curled himself up for at afternoon nap. When he had slept in comfort for some time, the oxen came in for their supper. Then the dog awoke and began to growl at them. "What is the matter?" said one of tho oxen. "Do you want to eat the hay?" ' "No," Bald the dog. "I never eat such stuff." "Very well," said the or, "then let us eat it. We are hungry and tired." "No, you shall not," growled the dog, "go away and let me sleep." "What an ugly, snappish fellow!" said the ox, "he will neither eat the bay nor let us eat it!" : Selected by Constance Leech. 3A, Starr School. One, two, three, four, five! ( I caught a fish alive. J Why did you let it go? Because it bit my finger so. Jack Webster.

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM. SATURDAY,

The Quarreling Chapter III. Augusta was still unconscious. The man in the dark hooded, flaring coat with her in his arms was running across the lawn to the trees. As he reached the woodland, he went into it for a hundred feet. . When he unexpectedly came Vpon the threshold of the servants' lodge, which was situated pleasantly near the park gates of the home. As he was going around the house he passed under a balcony, which sheltered another dark creature from their view. This dark thing dropped a running noose over the man's head, and with much strength pulled him and Augusta -over the railing of the balcony. ' The dark creature had a revolver and pointed it at the man, who dropped Augusta to the pavement of the balcony. Then a fight came on, first the kidnapper seemed to have the best of it. But suddenly the dark creature of the balcony grasped him by the waist, turned him flip-flop onto the lawn below. Augusta who knew nothing of what was happening, now opened her eyes, to glanced into those of the cloaked figure and at once saw that it was her husband. He quickly unbound her and asked, "Oh! Augie, what did they want you for?" She pulled open her evening coat, she had grabbed in her flight down the circular stair case, and displayed a beautiful necklace of emeralds and pearls with a wonderful sparkling blue diamond. "It was that," she exclaimed, "It was that .they were after." She explained to him that the necklace had belonged to her mother the Countess of Greyestolke. She had brought it from England wlien she had accompanied her husband on his mission. They went toward the house, which to them seemed to be a walking nightmare. ' They went in the door, much slower than Augusta had come out of it, and for the first time she mentioned to William the scream she had heard. She could not say whose voice she had thought it was, for she never had heard it before. They saw nothing of the man who had chased her from her room. Nor did they go to bed, but sat up and talked affairs over till 5 a. m. Northrop Elmer. Desires to Go to California I would like to go to California. I think it would be a good trip. I think it would be fun to cross the Rocky mountains. - I could see the beautiful orange groves, and the great valley. I am wanting to go because it would help me out in my georgraphy, and it would be interesting to me. I would like to see the gold mines, as well as orange groves. I think I would also like to see the Yosemlte park. I would go from California to San Francisco bay. I think it will be a good trip. Don't you? Stella Bricker, 6B, Warner School.

APRIL 5, 1919

Canadian Soldiers Will Make Toys Perhaps Germany had the idea onco (she seems to have had many ideas) that she was the only nation that could make toys. She did make lots of them, and we Just took it for granted that that was the place to buy toys, and so we j bought there. In fact, in the year uermany exponeu huoui $25,000,000 worth of toys. But, that Is just a "has been" now. Several places in the United States have already built up great toy-making industries, and more are starting to build them. Canada is doing it, too. Her brave soldiers that have come home all crippled and disabled want to make them, and are learning right now to make them in vocational schools. And they are just as interested in making them as any boy is when he makes his first model of an airplane. They are always planning something splendid and new, that 1 he toy making .plant tnat tney are now planning to build, will probably be located in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan, Canada. Every toy will be stamped, "Made in Canada," in the center of a uniform design of a maple leaf. The Teacher Sleeps A Tribute to Theodore Roosevelt. "O boys, the caster is asleep! Come on, let's run away; Now, while he rests in slumber deep Let's have a holiday!" 'Twas just a thoughtless kid at school Who saw a chance to break the rule And leave his task for play. Still, every boy sat in his place With eyes upturned to teacher's face. Stern as his visage often seemed To pupils in his care, His soul of goodness always gleamed, His open mind was fair. He sought to teach the wayward youth To shun the false and seek the truth ; To nobly do and dare. Well could he wield a father's hand To make delinquents understand. His was a universal school Wide open unto all; Uncompromising was his rule, Imperative his call. On righteousness he set his seal, To better man he made appeal To follow him, or fall. Disloyalty and truant trick Oft felt his big and trusty stick. Now he has fallen fast asleep, His face is ashen pale; In grief we bow our heads and weep, For death has drawn the veil! The lad who called the boys to play Was first upon his knees to pray! The master's rules prevail. Tho Teddy's mortal voice is gone, His spirit stays to lead us on! Selected by Roland Fulle. Grade 3, St. John's School. STORY OF FOUR CHILDREN. Once there was a poor little girl, and her name was Mary Jane Waldern. She had two brothers and two sisters. The oldest brother's name was Arthur Waldern, and tho and the oldest sister's name was Helen. The mother had gone to ' visit their uncle Phillip. Their father was dead. And the four children stayed there six weeks, and went to school while their mother , was in Chicago, 111. They were very glad when their mother came home. Mary Jane and her 3ister Helen and her brother Arthur went to meet their mother. All of the little children were very good to each other while their mother was gone. Evelyn Johnson. 3B, Whitewater School. Seeing Airplanes Last summer I went to Dayton, Ohio, to visit my uncle. I stayed three weeks. I had a good time. I went out where the airplanes were. I saw a balloon. It was big as I am. I was afraid of It and my uncle said it would not hurt me. Then I touched It, and my slater was afraid too. We had apple trees. I had all the apples I wanted. They made apple plea out of them. Rosella Tunis. 5B, "Whitewater School

Junior May Have French Boy as Brother Leoline Klus, who has a brother in tho navy, has received a letter from this brother, in which he says that he may bring homo with him a little French boy whose mother is dead, and of whom he has become very fond. If the little boy cornea to Richmond ho will probably live in Lcoline's home. The letter follows: U. S. S. Fanning. Dear Bill: Just received yours of February 9, and was sure glad to get it too. Am sorry, old man, but it will be impossible for me to bring a little girl home with us, but may bring a boy if possible. Compre? I would give you his address, but he doesn't understand very much English. I have already a Gorman helmet, and three French shells among other souvenirs, and sure will try to get them home. Am all O. K., and hope you are the same. I will close. As ever, your brother, Seaman Bernath Klus.

The Haunted House On the outskirts of the little village of Hollansburg was an old colonial mansion. It had been deserted for more than fifty years and no care whatever had been taken of it. Nobody knew to whom it belonged as nobody had come to claim it. The once beautiful grounds surrounding the mansion were overgrown with weeds, and the old house itself needed to be reshingled and painted. It was said to be haunted for at night Btrange unnatural noises could be heard issuing from it. It was whispered about that a confederate trooper had been murdered there long, long ago during the Civil War, and that once a month his ghost came back to the scene of the tragedy, filling the place with its dreadful presence. Brave indeed was the person who would have courage enough to walk by this house after dark. One fine autumnal day a stranger got off the train at the Hollandsburg station. He gave his name a3 Kerrigan and directed the hack driver to take him to the old mansion on the Monroe pike, and here he lived alone. Two' weeks passed and nothing eventful happened, but one evening as Mr. Kerrigan and Farmer Brown were walking across the pasture together, the farmer asked him how he liked his haunted house. "Haunted!" exclaimed Kerigan, "It's not haunted as far as I know." ,"Oh! isn't it?" replied the farmer. "You haven't lived there long enough to find out perhaps." That evening Kerrigan retired early, being tired out with a day's tramp. It was a long time, however, before he slept, as his mind kept reverting to what the farmer had told him. About two o'clock he was awakened by a loud thumping in the hall. He lay very still, hardy daring to breathe. At last he picked up a heavy boot, which lay beside his bed, and threw it into the hall. The noise stopped and Kerrigan jumped up and struck a match. There on the floor lay a large, ugly rat, ctunned. A few inches from its paws lay a walnut. Kerrigan burst into relieved laughter, for it had been a shock to his nedves. The next day he related the incident to Farmer Brown, and they often laughed over it for this was the only ghost that ever appeared in the old house. Helen Clark. R. IL S. j

Oar Playhouse In the Attic One summer when my sister and I went to visit our aunt in Indianapolis, we did not know what to do. So we went np in the attic where my aunt dries her fruits. The attic covered the whole house. So we took half of it for our play house. We had a cot, a stand and things we could use like a carpet, pictures, cupboard and chairs. We had jack o' lanterns hanging from the ceiling. My sister had a doll about the sire of a two year old child. We had it for our baby. But we made so much noise that wo had to tear it up again. Claude Bond. 6B, Warner School.

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