Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 215, 21 June 1919 — Page 17

PAO THRBI THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM GOOD BREEDER, HEAVY FEEDERS The Junior Palladium is the children's section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 8, J916, and Issued each Saturday afternoon. A'.lboyB and girls are Invited to be reporters and contributors. News lteir.9. social events, "want" advertisements, stories, local jokes and original poems are acceptable and wfll be published. Articles should he written plainly and cn one side pt the paper, with the author's name and age signed. Aunt Polly is always glad to meot the children personally as they bring their articles to The Palladium office, or to receive letters addressed to the Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper and we hope each boy ahd girl will use it thoroughly.

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, JUNG 21, 1919

RIDDLES 1. What did Germany Bay when she lost her boot? Wilbur Williams. Sevastopol School. 2. Wh'iTlloes a sailor know the moon is made of green cheese? 3. From a word of five leters, take take two and leave one. 4. Why do most girls like ribbons? Josephine Barnett, R. R. C, Fountain Hill School.

PUZZLE. Yyub, yyub, Icuryy for me. M. M. Whitewater School. (Answers will appear in next week's Junior.) Answers to Last Week's Riddles. 1. Because you can not take a nickle from a copper. 2. A watch. 3. The public library has the most stories. 4. Volume nine. 5. Ate (8) P. M. 6. A quarter to two. 7. New York, Chicago and Philadelphia. 8. Point straight down. Only One Mother Hundreds of Btars in the pretty sky, : Hundreds of shells on the shore together, Hundreds of birds that go siuging by, Hundreds of bees in the sunny weather. Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, . Hundreds of lambs in the purple clover, Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, But only one mother the wideworld over. Selected by Inez Phillips. 4H, Sevastopol School. Gee, Bat It's Great! What is? The eats, the hikes, the fishing, old "crazy quilt," and everything! So say the boys who are in the Boy Scout and . M. C. A. camp down on the Miami river. It's a long way to town Franklin or Miamisburg but soda water can call a long, long way, sometimes, and besides hiking's always funeven on hot summer days. The boys took a twelve mile hike, Tuesday. Other things call besides soda water, too, we har, because two or three boys were awakened at three o'clock one morning by a mysterious something that they decided was the fish calling the boys to come and catch them. Of course the boys thought such a ghostly summons should not be disobeyed, so they prepared to go and then they didn't. A big program of athletic events in on running, baseball, boating and fishing, and everything that's fine. A reel has been offered for the biggest fish caught (said fish to be measured and not described by the catcher). There is a big cement dam there, too, which Is the location of many exploring trips. The boy who proves himself to be the best all-round camper during the ten days cf the camp will receive a handsome "Y" medal in silver. Thts includes his attitude toward cleanliness, health habits, sportsmanship and many other characteristics of a good camper. But the eats! They are fine! And so is the cook, who is known as William Comfort to the outside world, but as "Crazy Quilt" to the hoys. He's the "hit" of the camp, considering the good things tho can cook, and the" sailor yarns he can tell. The boys have a song all in his honor, which runs as follows: "A church without a steeple, A school without a book, As a camp without a cook." Is not so bad, I tell you, ,

Why Betty Didn't Laugh "When I was at the party," Said Betty (aged just four), "A little girl fell off her chair. Right down upon the floor, And nil the other little girls Began to laugh, but me I didn't laugh a Blngle bit," Said Betty, seriously. "Why not?" her mother asked her, Full of delight to find That Betty bless her little heart, Had been so sweetly kind. "Why didn't you laugh, Betty? Or don't you like to tell?" "I didn't laugh," said Betty, "Cause it was me that fell!" Sent in by Roland Fulle.

Gathering Daisies At evening when I go to be, I seo the Btars shine overhead; They are little daisies white, That dot the meadows of the night. And often while I'm dreaming so, Across the sky the moon will go; It is a lady, sweet and fair, Who comes to gather daisies there. For when at morning I arise, There's not a star left in the skies; She's picked them all and dropped them down, Into the mciidows of the town. Selected by Harold Wibker. Grade 2, St. Johns School. MY RABBIT. I have r. rabbit. It is gray and white. . I like my rabbit. It eats out of my hand. It eats corn, bread and potatoes. I am going to get another rabit. It is a black and white rabbit. My brother made them a house. Rosie Zella Wilcox. 5A, Whitewater School. "UNCLE" PHILLIPS BROOKS. Phillips Brooks loved little chil dren. Many little children called him "uncle." Perhaps you would like to know a little moro about him. He was born in Boston in the year, 1835. He had five brothers. Their names were: William, George, Frederick, Arthur and John. Frank Salzarulo. 3B, Whitewater School. MY LITTLE SISTER. I had a little cat, one day to come to my house and play with my little Bister, while I went to school. My little sister is as funny as a dog. She makes faces at me and runs and jumps. I play with her every day, at noon and at night. She eats breakfast with me. Sevastopol School. Roland Smith Wins Bright Gold Piece You all read about the Calumet Baking Powder contest, didn't you? Any girl or boy could try for the five dollars in gold offered by the Calumet company, by writing in fifty words or less the reasons why their mother used Calumet and why she liked it best. The contest closed June 16th and about twenty boys and girls were in the contest. Roland Smith, 435 South Fifth street, has been judged the winner of the contest and the owner of a brand new five dollar gold piece. His article follows: Richmond, Ind., June 12, 1919. I saw your ad In the Palladium about the Calumet Baking Powder. My mother uses it all the time and she would not use any other kind because she says it Is pure, and will not hurt you. And then mother makes such nice fluffy biscuits and cakes and rolls, and that Is why they are so good because she uses Calumet Baking Powder. Roland Smith. Ago 11 years. . 435 South Fifth street. ,

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Roman Beggars Are Bach Again The picturesque galaxy of Roman beggars who had by a sort of hereditary succession occupied the flights of steps leading from hte Piaxza di Spagna to the church of Trinita de Monti on the Pincio, who have been from time to time the topic of authors like Dickens and Hawthorn and who, for lack of partonage during the war vacated the steps, are one by one taking up positions along the broad stone stairway again. While the beggars are fullfledged descendants of their mendicant ancestors they are not nearly as pictuesque. They come no more with their pretty, brown velvets in breeches and short-waisted coats. They are not dressed like the Italian operatic peasant. The new arivals wear the apparel of a western charity seeker. Their linen is not clean, though their clothes are of modern, compara tively modern, models. They regard their career on the steps as a profession and expect alms because they are beggars providing soothing balm for the troubled souls, whom they seek to make believe, "It is more blessed to give than to receive." . Among them the artists can find many examples for their paintings of "Holy Families." Some begging mothers bring all their offspring with them as an additionaly evidence of their right of possession of the steps. The children play with each other, unconscious that their mission there is to attract the pity of the passing pedestrian, it would appear that the children were posing for a picture of "Domestic Happiness." Three million Juniors in Canada have qualified as Crusaders in the national health tournament In Texas 185,000 are enrolled la the school garden army.

SOCIETY NEWS

In honor of Miss Jean Gaston, of St. Louis, who visited in Richmond last week, Miss Laura Gas ton entertained with a little party on the Earlham college campus, Wednesday afternoon. "Drop the handkerchief" and other games were played during the afternoon. Afterwards the little guests were shown through the Earlham mnseum by Mrs. Allen D. Hole. Late in the afternoon refreshments were served under the trees, west of Earlham hall. About twenty-five guests were present, Including the children and their mothers. Friday evening, June 13, James Coe entertained a number of his friends in honor of his tenth birthday anniversary. Games were played, during the evening from seven to nine o'clock. Delicious refreshments were served. The guests were: Joseph Hale, Gerard Harrington, Everett Lemon, Jr., James Hibberd, Bryce Hayes and Stanley Hayes. Experts have estimated that 20,000,000 tons of paper pulp can be produced from India's bamboo3 and grasses. A recently invented folding porch gate for the protection of children, can be folded out of sight into a pillar when idle. New Zealand Is reforesting with larch trees an extensive area that was devastated by a volcano a quarter of a century ago. After years of experimenting; a Missourian claims to have perperfected a proccjiR for extracting potash from cotton seed hulls.

Brave Dog Leaves Hero Record Behind In columns once given to stories of the gallant deeds of Jim, there appear now obituary tributes to the brave dog who is dead of hia own bravery. Jim was a Great Dane and his greatness was in

more than his name. He was a life-saver, and he wore his bronze medal with apparent pride. In his last act he sought to save from burglars the property of the man he acknowledged as master, and he fell beneath the blows of a thief than whom he had hotter proved his right to live. In his earlier exploit he braved flames to arouse his master and others; asleep in a bruning building. By the terms of his license, Jim was . the property of a Sixth avenue druggist His courage and intelligence won for him a wider belonging. Heroism, even when manifested on four feet, involves for its exempli fler a whole-world right of possession. Poets sang of Jim. Hospitable doors opened for his entertainment. On post in the store or riding in his special seat in his master's car, he was re garded with a sense of personal pride by all who were privileged to knoW him. Jim had not been tried literally by fire and by gas to be spoiled by petting. He died as he lived, a good dog, a loyal friend, a brave sentinel. By such a life and such reeds as his, those mere humans are encouraged who believe In the York World. The Russian children are becomIng very fond of the American boIdiers who are in their country. These "Amerlkanskis," as the children call them, give them choco late and try to teach them English. Already, "Gee whiz" has come Into, the Russian vocabulary to stay,