Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 203, 7 June 1919 — Page 13

THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM WEEKLY SECTION OF RICHMOND PALLADIUM

RICHMOND, INDIANA, SATURDAY, JUNE 7, 1919

Love And Faith 1 can never forget tbe story that was told to me so I am going to tell It to you. Once upon a time in Rhode Island there lived a family whose name was Williams. This family had Just came over from England. They had two children, one was Love and the other was Faith. Now Love got her name by being loving and kind to every one. Faith got her name by being faithful to people. Now the reason that this family came over here was to find happiness. They had every thing they wanted in England,' but weren't happy. The wanted to go where they would be happy. The first day when they came over was a hard day. There was no place for them to stay and that night they made them a bed of leaves and branches and then put a blanket over the leaves and branches. This made them a good bed for the night, As it was in the summer time and not very cold out

of doors. The next day they built a log cabin. And made Bome benches and a table which were poorly made, but they would do till they could make some better ones. The next day when Love and Faith woke up the sun was shinning, And what a time they could have that day. Their mother was cooking some much over the fire place in a large kettle and plenty of M, for that would be all that they would have for their meals as Mrs. Williams didn't have time to stop and cook that day because she would be too busy with other, things. As soon as Love and Faith were through eating their breakfast they went out of doors and such a time as they had. There was a little creek just back of the cabin, and Love and Faith took off their shoes and stockings and went in wading. After they were tired of wading they played hide and seek which i they thought was very much fun. After they were tired of playing they went into the house and what a change! Mr. Williams had made some little benches for Love and Faith which were very pretty. He had made another table which was pretty too. Mrs. Williams had put up some clean white curtains at the window. Their beds were boards nailed to the side of the cabin. Mrs. Williams had just put some nice clean spreads on the beds and Love and Faith could hardly keep off of them they looked so comfortable and nice. There was a fire in the fireplace so Love and Faith sat down to wait till lunch time. It wasn't very long till Mrs. Williams came in to warm up the mush for lunch as it was six o'clock and It would soon be time for bed. At last Mr. Williams came in and very hungry. When supper was over Love and Faith washed the dishes and by that time it was time for bed. So this was the end of the day. And a very happy one too. Ruth Brugger. Warner School. Boy Scout Week Scouting, especially as it refers to Boy Scout Work, will be talked about all over the United States during the week, June 8-15. That week has been set apart by the Executive committee of the Boy Scouts as Boy Scout Week. In many places pageants and parades will be given and exhibitions of Scoutcraft. Many ministers are planning to speak of the splendid ideals and "all round" life for which the Boy Scout organization stands on Sunday morning, June 8. Because most of the Richmond Boy Scout troops are but recently developed, there will not be very much observation of this week in Richmond. In the Childrens' Day programs in many of the Sunday j schools, Scouting will, however, have a place, so that the week will not pans entirely unobserved. Next year, if the local development of Scout Troops keeps up the way it has started, wo hope to sec a suitable celebration of this Boy Scout week.

Boy Scouts Made Good

NEW YORK, June 7. The many and varied activities of the Boy Scouts during the war have seriously interfered with the routine of the order but new Scouts, have been admitted to an extent which has doubled its membership since the spring of 1917. The main trouble is that there has developed a dearth of men scoutmasters and commit teemen because so large a number went into the army or the navy. It takes one man for every eight boys in the organization. Four patrols of eight boys each make up a troop of Scouts, and each troop has its scoutmaster and three committee men as well as an assistant scoutmaster, often a graduate of the troop. Thousands of Scouts enlisted in the war, and many more Scouttrained boys were called to the colors. One could never tell when one of them would appear in our land or water forces. They were everywhere, and always their train ing, under the motto, "Be Pre pared," had made them ready for an emergency. Emblem on First'Shell. The first shell fired at the Germans by Yankee artillery had a Boy Scout emblem pasted on its point. W. S. Pritchard, scoutmaster of a troop in Birmingham, Ala., was a member of the battery which fired it. Milton Loewenstein, a New York City Scout, has been flying with the army of occupation since November 11. Fifteen or twenty men left the national Sites of the organisation in New York for the front, among them the nephew of Dan Beard, who is mainly responsible for the existence of the Boy Scouts Of America. The record of a single troop in Waltham, Mass., is well worth telling. It had been in existence more than seven years when we declared war My Grandpa m m,i rfo wr letaoshfdleueu Grandpa is the nicest old man, He tries to please me in every way he can. When I go to visit my Aunt Lenore, Grandpa meets me at the kitchen door. Mamma said that she was told, That grandpa's getting very old: But I don't care at all for that, For he and I have it "tit for tat." Grandpa's house is so very queer, There's a rocking chair there, and a rocking chair here; And the old fireplace, always so bright, So when it is dark it makes enough light. He hasn't any lamps at all; He has little things about so tall, I think it's called "candles" or something like that It burns, and it's round and it's tall and it's fat. The other day my grandpa died, And mamma she just more than I asked her what she was crying for, Then she dropped her eyes and looked at the floor. Now when I go to Aunt Lenore's He never meets me at the door. They never talk of him much more, And still I ask for him o'er and o'er. But I guess my grandpa is gone for sure. It's almost more than I can endure. But sometime I hope to meet him at the door. Once more as I did at Aunt Lenore's. Ruth Miller. Something About General Foch One day a boy over in France was walking through one of the beautiful churches that had not been spoiled and he saw a man praying. I wonder if you can guess who it was. It was General Foch. The boy said that he didn't pay much attention to the man until ho

Dan Beard, head of Boy Scouts, lifting James Chu, Chinese Boy Scout up to mail box in New York so Chu can mail letter to President of China, urging him to i encourage Boy Scout movement. on Germany, and had an enrollment of 165 boys up to April 1, 1917. Of these 128 entered the service. This number included ten young fellows who got in under the eighteen to forty-one law. Thirteen proved in eligible after they had reported for active service, but they went into munition factories, shipyards, and elsewhere to help. Sixty were pri vates in different branches of the service, fifteen became non-com saw what he was doing and who he was. If there is a church near and General Foch has time he goes to church aid prays, and he goes again at night. A true story retold by Mary Haas. 4A.-5B, Joseph Moore School. Little Nan's Decoration Day The wide gates swung open, The music softly sounded, And loving hands were heaping the soldiers' graves with flowers; With pansles, pinks and roses, And pure gold-hearted Iillies, The fairest, sweetest blossoms that grace tbe springtime bowers. When down the walk came tripping A wee, bare-headed girlie, Her eyes were filled with wonder, her face was grave and sweet: Her small brown hands were Crowded with dandelions yellow The gallant, merry blossoms that children love to greet. Oh, many smiled to see her, That dimple-cheeked wee baby, Pass by with quaint intentness, as on a mission bound: And pausing oft an instant, Let fall from out her treasures A yellow dandelion upon each flower strewn mound. The music died in silence, A robin ceased its singing, And in the fragrant stillness, a birdlike whisper grew, So sweet, so clear and solemn, That smiles gave . place to teardrops: "Nan loves 'oo, darlin' soldier; and here's a f'wer for 'oo." Anonymous. Mischievous Kitty 1 have a little black kitten. He is always into mischief. He runs after the broom when grandma is sweeping or gets at the ferns and other flowers and twists them almost in pieces. Babe, as we call him, is very intelligent, coming to me whenever called by name and mewing whenever he is hungry as if to ask me for a bite to eat. He torments the old cat named Jerry until he gets angry and then

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missioned officers and twenty-one recveived commissions. Three became ensigns In the navy, and two received lieutenants' commissions Five of these boys were decorated for distinguished service on French battlefields. One died in a canton ment and two fell in action. The boys of the organization were doing their part at home, while their older comrades fought in France. In the five Liberty loan campaigns they sold about $350,000,000 in bonds to nearly two and a half million subscribers. More than 100,000 of the boys earned the treasury department medal for at least ten individual subscriptions Tw3 months ago the Scouts passed the $50,000,000 mark in sales of war savings stamps. Aided In Many Ways. Locating black walnut trees for gunstocks, collecting fruit pits for gas-mask carbon, distributing more than 50,000,000 pieces of war literature at the request of the president, carrying on twelve thousand war gardens and war farm, rendering service to the united war work committee, and numerous other national organisations, as well as the Red Cross, collecting books for the American Library association, and confidential service in the Third naval district these have been some of the Scouts' services. In more than one city they have taken over the direction of the traffic when need arose. ' Last year's influenza epidemic gave the boys a fine opportunity. Everywhere they plunged Into the fight, serving as hospital orderlies, messengers or volunteer telephone operators, and aiding in a hundred ways. In Johnsonburg, Penn., they practically took charge of an emergency hospital, each boy working a two-hour shift." Previously a troop in the Bronx had introduced a sys they roll over and slap each other. Well I believe I have told enough bad tales about my kitten, and about the best habit is he catches mice. Thelma Harie Canan. Warner School. Ambition I care not for riches, Neither silver fior gold; I care not for jewels, Of value untold . I care not for ruffled grouse, Or porterhouse steak; Or tufted town cars, Of swell foreign make. I care not for these things Oh, Heaven forbid! Because it would make No difference if I did. Sent in by Zeno Livezy. 4A, Finley School. The Hungry Dog Once upon a time there was a boy and his dog" was going to town to sell some milk. With the money he was going to buy a pair of ice skates and a ball and bat. As he was walking along he grew tired so he laid down to rest. As he was lying there, the dog, growing hungry, drank the boy's milk. When the boy woke up he found the milk and the dog gone. The boy went home and found the dog there. He did not geMo buy what he had planned to buy. Forrest Beach. 6D, Starr School. A GIFT. Once upon a time there were two Bisters and they lived with their mother. One's name was Mary and the other's, June. Mary was was good but Juno was bad. One day Mary had to go into the woods. In a little bit sho sat down and cried. No sooner had she sat down till a. fairy came and told her not to cry. She told he that she would take he to a now home. So they went into town and till they came to the new home and she lived happy ever after. Richard Noggle.

Members

tem of orderlies in United States General hospital No. 1. In York, Penn., they set up tents to servo as temporary hospitals, in which they, were orderlies and aids, and "when off . duty distributed thousands of pieces of literature tellln how to combat the disease. What the Scouts did after the munition explosion at Morgan, N. J.,' has become- a classic in the organization. They mobilized at once, carrying cots, running errands, escorting refugees, serving food and even cooking it, guarding destitute families, and caring for babies. Aid in Earthquake. ' During the Porto Rlcan earthquake Scouts not only rendered first aid, but "gave funds saved for meir own oui nes ror re er or sur-i ferers. Scouts were the regular guards at McCook flying field at Dayton, while our air program was being carried out. In Philadelphia they took charge of extinguishing all gad lights, to avoid waste, at the request of the fuel administration. This is all volunteer work. Wherea Scout does work of a sort which somebody would ordinarily be paid for, he is permitted to take pay, but not in connection with his "good turns:" The whole organlza-. tion is on a volunteer basis. It has now more than 400,000 boys and 100,000 men on its membership rolls. Only about 300 of them ar paid, and most of these are connected with the national headquarters. The membership is to be largely increased by the drive beginning on June 8. There are 10,000,000 boys of Scout age, twelve to eighteen, tn the United States. William G. McAdoo, ex-secretary of the treasury, is at the head of the citizens committee in charge, and the nation-wide Liberty loan organization is aiding. ! The Coal Speaks I am as black as black can be, But yet I shine. My home was deep within the earth In a dark mine. Ages ago I was buried there, And yet I hold The sunshine and the heart warmed That world of old. that Though black and cold I seem to be, Yet I can glow. Just put me on a blazing fire. Then you will know. Selected by Gladys Johnson. 6A, Finley School. , Two Ways To Get Up When you tumble out of the right side of bed, How bright the sun shines overhead! How good our breakfast tastes, and oh, How hanny to school we eo! And o'er the day what peace is shed,' When we tumble out of the right side of bed! When we tumble out of the wrong side of bed, How dark the sky frowns overhead! How dull our lessons, cross our mother! How perfectly horrid is sister and brother! And they all say it's our fault instead, When wo tumble out of the wrong side of bed. From Irene Beeteni Don't Care Girls and boys, I wish to tell you Of the foe you entertain. ' I have seen him with you often, And the fact has caused me pain. For he only seeks the ruin Of your life bo young and fair. He's a foe, cruel, sly and cunning, And his name is "I don't Care." He'll plant within you, The truo spirit of his name, And then he'll disappear like magic, Leaving you to bear tbe shame. Cleo Harrell. 6B, Sevastopol School.

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