Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 45, Number 167, 22 May 1920 — Page 14

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, MAY 22, 1920

Jn Ay Frances Trego Montgomer v

The day alter Billy Whiskers waa sold to the Blargses he was shut la a small yard to keep him out of mis chief. Feeling lonesome, be thougnt that he would Jump the fence end look around . ft little. He was tettlne crossbred ' looking: through the palings of the fence which were tery close together, eo suiting the action to hie thought, he vaulted i over the fence, landing la a kettle I of scarlet dye that bad been left there to cooL When no got out or I the kettle the forepart of hira was , scarlet, the hind, white, but be did not mind that so after shaking the 'drops from his eyes and beard, he.

was as ready to explore as if notn- . ing had happened, i Seeing the kitchen door open, he . , went up the steps softly and looked 'in. He could see no one in the .kitchen, and smelling come nice " sweet-cakes, which bad Just been taken out of the oven and placed on the table, he walked cautiously across the floor and began to eat ' them. From the floor he could only to reach a few, so he mounted a chair, and from that stepped onto the ' table. As he did so, he stepped into a large loaf cake with frosting on it. While kicking that off, and i licking the frosting off his feet, he caught sight of a nice red apple that one of the children had put on a small shelf for safe keeping. This he quickly packed away where ruoth and rust doth not corrupt. Hearing some noise, he was about

to get on ine iaum, wiieu iaiug his head, he faced another goat. But this goat must have come from the infernal regions, for in all his f life he had never seen such a villainous looking fellow. Billy was no coward, bo backed off as far as the table would allow, and then butcd forward as hard as he could. A crash! a bang! and the other f goat was upon him, and they both rolled off the table. Where had the other goat disappeared when he had butted him. and what was this thing around his neck? A looking-glass frame, with; little pieces of glass sticking in it

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Backing out of the frame, Billly went in pursuit of the other goat; i' for he did not know that it was his own image he had butted in the

Tatapochon Girls Plan to Camp ' The Tatapochon Campfire girls, of which Miss Ruth Hieger is guardian met for a short business meeting Wednesday afternoon in Mr. Rice's room in Garfield " school. Hopes are being held and plans are hoinc made for a week's caniDins trip in July. - Norma Meloy is to be congratu-' lated for having earned $10.33 so( far this 'spring and Helen Buller-j dick has made almost the same! amount. '' The girls hope to be able to present a nlay some time near the middle of June.

, MERRY, MERRY SPRINGTIME Merry, merry springtime, When all the world Is bright and gay, And all the little children, Go out of doors to play. The most wonderful month of all the year Is the month of May.

.The violets on the hillside, And the blossoms on the trees, ,The birdies out a-singlng ,In the sweet and cool breeze. i 6end la by a Junior who did 1 not Include his name with his 'poem. . Even If the whole world seems to forsake yoo, go right on; you owe ft to yourself. I

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kitchen looking-glass.- - Seeing a dark hallway, he went boldly in, and walked on toward a light lie saw at the other -end. . Arriving there, he found that the light came from a window in the parlor. He marched in, still looking for his rival, but soon forgot him in gazing at the things in the room, especially a fancy basket of fruit under a glass cover. Now Billy was very partial to fruit of all kinds, so he up set the marble-top table the basket was setting on and out rolled all the luscious looking fruit. He bit into a rosy cheeked peach, but of all the. fruit he had ever eaten, this was the most tasteless and tough. It stuck to his teeth so he could not separate his upper jaw from his lower. Just then he heard voices, and someone say: "Susie, I heard a terrible crash downstairs. You had better run down and se what it was. You may have left the kitchen door open aud the cat possibly came in and upset something." Then he heard Susie say, "All right, mum," and he knew It was up to him to get out as quickly as possible. . Copyright. by the Saalsfield Publishing Co., Akron, Ohio. Young Citizens $.$3 Adventures HUNTING EYE MEETS SLEUTH Francis Rolt-Wheeler. "Please," said Hunting Eye, as he walked up to a policeman on the corner, "are you the man who finds out if people are good?" i The policeman smiled. "Weil, In a way," he answered. I "I find them out if they're bad, ll,,t' o,irQ Whir?" I I saw a man creep into trie camp, lie looked baa. saw tne Indian boy, and he went on to tell how he had seen this rough fellow, with a knife at his belt, swiui ashore from a ship. The policeman went to a telephone box, near by, and sent a message. Presently a couple of men came in answer to the call. "This is a Secret Service man, Hunting Eye." the policeman explained. "He's really a different -.ort of policeman, with the whole United States in his care." Hunting Eye looked at the Secret Service Man and decided that he was a real chief, so he told the f tory again, and led the way to the house where he had seen the stranger. No one answered the bell, so the first of the two men broke the door in and rushed up. Hunting' Pye wouId nave li,k,ed t0 hale on,e in too, but was told to stay behind. Presently he heardshots, and a few minutes later the Secret service man came down, with the roughlooking man a captive. "You've done a good piece of work," said the captor, "when we searched the man, we found plans in his pocket for blowing up some important government factories. He is one of those bad fellows who doesn't believe in any kind of government." "Are you going to kill him?" asked Hunting Eye. "Not as bad as that," answered the Secret Service man, "no, we'll deport him, just send him back to the country from which he came. We don't want his kind on this side of the Atlantic."

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Pink Marshmallows

Some of the school children were playing a wishing game In a corner of the yard.. , "1 wish I had an aeroplane of my very own," said Hugh Preston. "And I wish 1 had a pilot to help me fly rt." "I wish I had an endless banana," said Peggy Smith. "I wish 1 had a peck of marshmallows!" cried golden-haired Vivian Pratt. "A peck of marshmallows!" echoed Bunkie Stewart, the newest boy in school. "Well, you can have your wish. I'll bring you all you want. My father has a whole acre of them." "Why, Binkie Stewart! How can you say such a thing?" cried Bessie May. "Nobody has that many marshmallows, not even the owner of the biggest candy store in the world." But Vivian, who was only seven years old, looked eager. It took many pennies to buy even a few marshmallows. A whole peck of her very own would be wonderful "Do they grow on vines or trees?" she asked. "They grow on short stalks," Binkie said promptly. He looked at the other children in a puzzled way. "You just wait until tomorrow morning, Vivian, and I'll show you!" The news spread all over school that Binkie Stewart was going to bring Vivian Pratt a peck of marshmallows. The next morning the children were buzzing around Vivian's desk like bees. Presently the door opened and in came the coim try boy, half buried beneath a mass of pink and white blossoms. "There!" he panted, dropping the blossoms on Vivian's desk. "They are the prettiest I could find." All the children stared. Vivian turned red and. then burst into tears. "What did you make fun of me for?" she sobbed. Witli one shove of the little hand she shoved the blossoms to the floor. "Take your old weeds away," she said. All the pride and jey faded from Binkie's face. As he bent over to pick up the shattered blossoms, Miss Everett, the teacher came in. . "Where did you get those beautiful marshmallows. Binkie?" she cried. "I never saw any so lovely." Vivian gazed with astonishment. "Why I thought marshmallows were candy," wiping her eyes and sitting up in her seat. "There is some marshmallow candy but this is the plant it comes from," explained Miss Everett. "And where did you get such lovely blossoms?" she asked. "Our farm is almost completely covered with them," said Binkie, brightening up. "May "we come to your house tomorrow aud see them growing?" asked Miss Everett. "Yes, ma'am" said Binkie, brighter than ever. "Now run and get me a vase to put them in," said Miss Everett, picking up the flowers with the heip of Vivian and some other children. Catherine Eye, Garfield School. OUR "THANK YOU" LIST "We wish to thank the boys and girls whose names we publish below for the letters which they sent to us which we were not able to publish: Vivian Beare, Virginia Pearl Rankin, grade 6B, Baxter school; Rietta Hirshfield, Alonzo Parker, Vaile school, grade 3B; Elizabeth Jane Emery, room 2, Joseph Mooro, and Goldie Martzell, grade 6A, Finley school. MAKE A SMALL CAMPFIRE A good tram per uses the smallest amount of wood possible in making his fire. The Indian says scornfully of the white man that he is a fool because he makes a big fire and cannot go near it, while red man makes a little fire and sits happy. PEANUT A ROOT PLANT The peanut is a root plant; that is, the buds, after blossoming, bend down, enter the earth and become the nut. The nuts, therefore, are dug out of the earth, like potatoes. The native home of the peanut is supposed to be Brazil. From there it spread to Spain, Africa, China, Japan and India. It is called pindar in India and goober in Africa. It was recognized and cultivated as a valuable agricultural product in those distant countries long before it was commercially grown at home. Lone Scout.

Explorer Tells of Attack by Cannibals in South America

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Dr. Alexander Hamilton Rice and Mrs. Rice

Details of an attack upon him and his party by a tribe of mountain savages in the wilds of South Amerira were told by Dr. Alexan der Hamilton Rice, an explorer, on! his return to New York recently. Dr. Rice, who was accompanied by his wife, formerly Mrs. George D. Widener, of Philadelphia, said he believed the cannibal savages who charged upon him and a little party of which his wife was not a member, were Guaribos. He said this tribe is feared by: all other tribes of the poisonous j wilderness, and that they were last j reported by a band of Spaniards inj 1763. Then they . attacked the adventurous Spaniards in about the I same spot that they charged upon Dr. Rice and his companions. Dr. Rice said that he had left Mrs. Rice, who has been farther into darkest South America than any other white woman,, at Esmeralda, the base for the expedition, which was collecting specimens for the Peabody museum and finishing mapping the Rio Negro, tributaries of the Amazon, the Casquiare canal and the upper Orinoco. In the party were Chester A. Ober, 29, photographer of the expedition; Lyo Fuentes, 21, a Venezuelan, seven natives and Dr. Rice. 200 Savages Suddenly Appear. The were in Raudaul-Guahari-bos, 160 miles east of Esmeralda, i wnen on Jan 21, at i:au p. m., iney pitched camp beside the river. They were Just sitting down to a meal when one of the Indians pointed to a skulking figure in the undergrowth. The only weapons in the party were a rifle, a shotgun and a revolver, with a limited amount of ammunition. Dr. Rice fired a rifle bullet over the head of the savage. Immediately about 200 savages sprang into view. They were unusually tall and very strongly built and ranged in complexion from dark brown to fair. They were armed with spears six and one-half feet long and with Bows and arrows. Brandishing these weapons they raised a great howling, jumping and dancing about, and coming continually closer to the little band of explorers. The latter plainly could see they wore tiger claws ia their lower lips. Dr. Rice and others of hia party tried to talk to them in four different dialects of the country the Bare, the Maqui-Ritare, the Tapl and the Guanare in an at fort to make friends. But the wild men

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, .... 3 4 V'' f ' kept advancing toward the camped group, still howling enand rolling their eyes. Shots Repulse Them Thrice When he felt there was nothing else ro do. Dr. Rice gave the order to fire. Several savages fell at the first volley. The others disappeared. But within a short time they appeared again, charging toward the explorers. Another volley was fired. More savages dropped. Again the attackers fell back. They made one more advance. More shots were fired into their massed formation. And then they disappeared. The exploring party hastily broke camp and got into their canoes anl started toward their base. But for four days and nights as they paddled down-stream arrows fell about them from concealed enemies and threatening shouts reached their ears. They were glad to get back. Dr. Rice, who has many decorations for his explorations in South America, which have occupied him during nineteen years and have taken him over hundreds of thousands of square miles of hitherto unmapped wilderness, said that the Guaribos are a mountain tribe, shunned and feared by all other natives. Their nearest neighbors are the Maqui-Ritare, 160 miles to tne wegt MY PET CAT, DAN For a pet I have a big yellow cat. Hi3 name is Dan. He is the largest cat I ever saw. and the largest a great many other people have seen. I don't know how old he is, but I am six and he was a big cat when I was a tiny baby. He does several cute tricks. When he is hungry he will stand and speak for his meals, just like a dog. o dog, and when he wants in the house he comes to the door and mews; then when I let him In he mews again, and means to say "Thanks." If you love pets and care for them, it helps you to be kinder. Charles Alves Mull, age 6, Baxter SchooL (Contest B., Honorable Mention in Story Writing Contest.) HIKE! i If you feel a little lonely ' And just a little blue. Get on your hat and knapsack. And hike a mile or two. Fadean Pleasant, Girl Scout, Durham. N. C.