Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 244, 26 July 1919 — Page 17

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How the Ice Cream Cone Was Invented "Ice cre-a-un co-n-e-s! Ice cr-e-am co-n-e-s, here!" The "Ice cream man" drove his horse slowly down the shady avenue. Little Margaret and Bob ran to the house to eee if they had enough pennies to Invest in one, and presently they came munching them to the porch with several little playmates. Caroline, who was older, looked up from the book she was reading and asked her mother: "Mother, don't you wonder how they ever happened to think of making ice cream cones? You did not have them when you were little did you?" "Oh, no," mother answered. "But I believe I know the story of how the first one happened to be made and it is a real nice story, too." "Oh tell it to us, tell it," came a chorus of voices. "Well," mother began, "once upon a time oh nothis Isn't a fairy tale, this is a really true story but once upon a time, not many years ago," ahe smiled, "there was a nice little girl who loved to help her mother in the kitchen and loved to make cakes. She kept baking and baking them, until she could almost beat her mother making the crispiest, sugarlest, little cookies they called rose cookies. They made you fairly "dribble at de mouf," aa Uncle Remus said. "Well, she kept on making the cookies better the older she. got, and then when ahe heard all the countries of the world were Joining with our country to have a big world's fair right where ahe lived, in St. Louis, Mo she begged her father and mother to let her bake and sell the cookies at the fair, and finally they consented for her to where her older brother was going j to sell ice cream. And so it turned i out very nicely, indeed, and everyhodv who ihk tn hiiv Ica rnm I could not resist the little cakes she baked and sugared before their very eyes and which amelled so delicious. Finally, one day a lady came in a hurry for some ice cream. "Oh, and I must have one of these dear little cakea, too," she cried, and picked up a cake and "J LET HIM HAVE

Jack Dempeey, telling group at Cincinnati how he dropped Wiliard It's all very interesting to read how Jack Dempsey, a big boy himself, won the heavyweight championship, but the average boy would much rather hear the story from Jack's own lips. These boys above including the one who's still a lad though he's probably a daddy are in the seventh heaven as Jack tells how his first real blow was a right to Willard's heart and his next a left to Willard's Jaw. These two blows put Willard in a daze, from which he couldn't recover.

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ehndreoi taction of Q Btekaood laanad aoefe Smarter aftonuxm. pinched its sides together deftly, and told the boy Just to dip her cream in there and she would eat them both together, without bothering with a saucer and spoon. Well, when other folks saw the lady nibbling her cream and cake together, they came flocking to the booth for some Just like it, and when the brother saw the economy of it, the next day he began to fold the little cakes while warm and pliable like cones or cornucopias, and fill them with cream and that is the way the ice cream cone came about, fifteen years ago. The trick spread like magic. Folks soon began to put up factories to make the cones, and invented machinery to turn them out nice and even, and they have made the ice cream business grow so in our country that men who know tell us that last year nearly 200 million gallons of ice cream were served in this country which cost us 250 million dollars. Think of it! Ice cream, you know, ia called the American's national dish. Of course, way over in Turkey the ! Turks make lovely sherbet and ices j they have made for hundreds of! years, but the ice cream is our dish, and last year figures show we ate 5 billion dishes of ice cream which of course would make twice that many cones. Now, how many dishes or cones would that be to a person, I wonder?" mother asked. "I haven't had time to figure it out." "I'll get my geography." Caroline cried, jumping up, and see how many people the last census showed in our country, and then; we can ugure it out. "All right, dear," mother said. "roars a pretty stiff problem in division for hot weather, but we'll let you report on it and maybe bv ihJ .tim? 1Ja havTe another story oamuu wesson ana haw. n.e made the first ice cream niaae m America. EPEOTINa FATHER Kdltn was admiring her new summer frock, "lent it wonderful," she said, "that all this silk comes from an insignificant worm!" "Edith, la it necessary to refer to your father in that way?" her mother Inquired, reproachfully. THIS RIGHT, FIRST,"

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Inkstand used by delegates who signed peace treaty and, before It, bell used at peace table by President Clemencau. Th Inkstand which held the ink used in the signing of the peace treaty at Versailles will be preserved for generations as one ot the mementoes of the great gathering of world statesmen and the work done by the peace conference. President Wilson, Lloyd George, Clemenceau and the other men who signed the treaty with the Germans, dipped their pens in the wells. The bell used by President Clemncau at the sessions of th peace conference also will be preservde.

Some Interesting Lions of My Acquaintance When the picture of a lion reached us, be was painstakingly labeled "The British Lion;" but we erased his name, because, when you come to think of it, ho might exactly as well be one of a number of other lions. For instance, did you grow up with that famous and inspiringly beautiful picture of Daniel in the lions' den? Whenever I sat in the drawing room at the time of some formal family gathering which bored me extremely, I used to tuck my legs up underneath me on the old-fashioned sofa, fix my eyes upon tha well-loved photograph which hung upon the wall and slowly think it all out At first glance Daniel looked so small and power less before those creatures, skulking about with their lean shanks and cruel great mouths; and when you examined more closely, you saw that the beasts' expression was not ferocious, after all, bu rather Questioning and hesitating. There is light streaming In, through the entrance shaft of the den where the King's liens were kept; you saw that, you looked at the faces of the man and the wild beasts, and then you understood that Daniel could be fearless and why. The lions of that picture were the JACK TELLS BOYS

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ow first of my acquaintance, an I remember. Next, I suppose, came the 11am. a l ft- - ... . wjua ai me zoo. uut uiey were even less friendly amiable than Daniel's lions,, for they Just paced back and forth with such pitiful impatience at the narrow confines of their cages; or else they slept and forgot their woes or hungrily pounced upon their food and tore it to shreds. TJiose Hons I never liked at all; I preferred the cheer ful fat little bears, the bright-colored water birds or the quaint prairie aogs. wnen Hons played their parts In the gorgeousness of circus parades. I liked them rather better, for then you hadn't so much chance to reflect upon their discomforts and annoyanees. Lions ought to be free. Ia not the llpn the king of all the beasts of the Jungle? It Is impudent for man to come along ana ciap mm into a cage, for other curious persons to gape at. Then, when I began to read, I met the "Lion and the Mouse," pf -auBips raoies. There was a useful lion, full of good Intentions, once its sympathies were appealed to. To be sure, this lion was not too kindly until he himself was caught in a set and the mouse gnawed him a hole through tha knots and let him go free, But he turned out well and I always felt sure that he would be kinder next lime. Of course, there are many, many other Hons, that one meet when one Is grown up; I do not mean real, live ones, perhaps, unless one Chances to good into the wilds, hut lions in literature. You will surely laugh some day over the lion in "Androcles and the Lion." Mr. Shaw's play. When you trayel,-you win see mat mere are lions ail over the ancient signboards of Eng lish taverns, too, as well as In coats-pf-arms, on flags (take the Scottish flag for instance, with Its bright red lions rampant en a yellow ground). After all, lions do seem to belong more to the British than to other peoples; in some way, they typify the spirit of the Empire, its courage and power and wisdom, the northern kingdom which governs lands where real lions ream. Look out for lions of your read ing And travel and conversation See how many you can add to my list- I found one just the other day a kind of one, thought you wil smile when you hear that I refer to a Pekingese dog, which came to visit me with his mistress. These little pets are called sometimes "Lion Dogs," for they are very like lions in miniature. Notice the shape pf their bodies and heads, the way they have of lying with their front paws closely together, exactly like the position of a lion at rest. Christian Science Monitor. RIGHT HEN, WRONG TAQK. Lurilc was visiting Auntie in the country. It was the joy of the four-year-old to hunt for eggs in the barn. One day she brought in a very small one, presumably laid by a bantam. "Auntie." said the little maid, showing it. "the hen that laid this egg didn't have the right recipe."Terre Haute Tribune.

Belgian Dog Helps Win World War Bruges la a foreigner by birth. He was born in Bruges, Belgium, and he was named after the town by Clyde Hess, sogeant of Co. M, 147th Inf., 37th Ohio Div. The soldiers picked up Bruges from a Belgian peasant The peasant could not afford the food that Bruges required. The boys made a fuss over tho animal and gave him to Capt Charles Oerlach. Later the captain was transferred to the divisional headquarters and he took the dog along. The Captain and the dog became close -friends. The dog often accompanied him to the front lines. On one occasion the captain was at headquarters and some information that he had was needed badly. The do$ had been brought to the front lines by a soldier who had taken a fancy to him. German shells began to fall. The information was needed. A note was fastened on a collar that was worn

by Bruges and he was sent back along the dangerous route to hla master. Capt Oerlach received the note and eent back the Information. Bruges became a factor in the war for humanity. When the war ended. Capt Gerlach was sent Into Germany. He feared to take the dog along, so intrusted Bruges to Sgl. Clyde Hess, who Capt. Oerlach knew loved the dog. Hess, easily brought the dog to Brest He hid bim in his barracks and succeeded in getting him aboard the battleship Puebto without detection. Two days out from Brest the dog was discovered. Ship authorities ruled that tho dog should go overboard. Co. M. ruled that they would go overboard with the dog. The dog stayed. He spent a few days at Camp Milts. Then he took the New York Central Pullman to Toledo and then motored 60 miles to Port Clinton. He is the happiest thing alive. Sgt. Hess new is back home, but everyone calls and asks first to see the wonderful dog, and Hess is proud to subordinate himself to this noble little animal. The picture shows Bruges with the collar or "Sam Brown belt" that he wore in action William Mack in Our Dumb Animals. EMBLAZONED YOUTH. "When your aunt visits us she will bring more sunshine into your life." "I don't want more sunshine," protested the little girl who Is be ginning to study the looking glass. "I've got freckles enough now." Washington Star. Her Hands Useless, Paints With Teeth Miss Freedrv.au work. Miss Rosalie Freed man of Phila delphia did not lose hope when a serious illness deprived her of the use of her hands. She had aspired to become a painter and when her hands became useless she took the brush in her teeth. The photo shows her at work on what appears to be a very good likeness ol President Wilson.

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