Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 45, Number 220, 24 July 1920 — Page 13

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM. SATURDAY, JULY 21, 1920

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THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM j The Junior Palladium is the children's section of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1916. and issued each Saturday afternoon All boys and girls are Invited to be reporters and contributors. News Items, social events, "want" advertisements, B'ories, local jokes and original poems are acceptable and will be published. Articles should be written plainly and on one side of the papei, with the author's name tnd age Ugned. Aunt Polly is always glad to meet the children perlonally as they bring their articles to The Palladium office, or to receive letters addressed to the Junior EdHor. This is your little newspaper and we hope each boy and girl will use it thoroughly.

AUNT POLLY'S LETTER;

Good Afternoon, Junior Friends: What is the biggest and best thing you can get with two cents? Now let us think, what can one get with two cents! Four hot drops, a big piece of butter scotch all wrapped up, a bite of an ice cream soda, two bites of an ice cream cone, about one cookie and a half, about twenty tacks, about the same number of pins and a letter. These are just some of the things two cents will buy. Which will you have? Supposing you were given your choice of all these things, each the very best of its kind, I wonder which one most of you juniors would take. I believe I would take the letter for if it were the best of its kind it would be a very good letter, a friendly letter, and inter sting interesting enough to keep my mouth from watering for the big piece of butter scotch I would have given up, and perhaps even exciting. Did you ever think how much delight a big fat interesting letter can bring? First you read it and chuckle and laugh over it, and then you read it over to mother or father or Bobby or Hazel or someone else you think will enjoy it. In vacation time there are perhaps more letters going back and forth than other times of the year. Always there are many people going away. That is fun. Hut there Is another side to it. Always there are lots and lots of people who are staying at home. How happy, good letters from the vacationists will make their friends! I think all juniors can write good letters if they try. So before you

take a souvenir postal card and scribble on it "Too busy to write. Am having a good time. Will be home soon", see if you can not find time to

write a letter instead at least a short dhc. Horace Wade, the 11-y ear-old boy who has written several books that have been published, recently made a trip to perhaps the greatest American city New York. Now, even New York does not make same folks think of interesting things to write about, but it was different with Horace. He was greatly impressed and described what he saw in his own words. He managed to make his way through the "scrowling" crowds and ride in the express and finally to the "extreme top" of the Woolworth building last week. The census takers were a bit disappointed with New York this time, but not so Horace. "I couldn't even see the end of it!" he exulted. "The city on the whole resembled a big bath tub, the bridges stretching out seeming like the arms and legs of a man, while the buildings supplied the body and face." Dinner at the Waldorf meant being careful not to spill his chicken soup "all over the tablecloth." That is much more interesting to the people who received the letter than if he had sent a view of the Woolworth ISuilding and written on the other side, "This is the tallest building in the world. Horace." Don't you think so? Letter writing is an old and favorite art. Some loiters are in museums which are supposed to have been written in 700 and something B.C., and probably letters were written on stone or clay long before that. And one man, Horace Walpole, liked writing letters so well, that people know of 3,000 letters he wrote during his lifetime. "Whew!" you say; so do I! Well, don't try to write that many, but write more and better ones letters that people like to receive. And, while you are writing, please, don't forget The Junior and me. I would be very happy if I would get 100 letters a week from you boys and girls. I love to get letters. AUNT POLLY.

DREAMING DREAMS OF 4 HAPPY YEARS IN WHITE HOUSE

James McMahon Cox (above) and his brother John. These two lads ore dreaming dreams of life in the White House, where they expect to live after March 4 next. They are sons of

Gov. wife.

Jr.mes M. Cox bv his first

Six Girls and the Little Gray House

It was a sunshiny day in July.

that?" asked Helen. "I would like to know what's in there." They came to another c'osed door, but this was unlocked.

This was evidently the bed room,!

Six girls were sitting on the porch ; for in one corner was a bed and in

talking. another a wash stand anil by the One girl spoke up, "Say, girls, J window a chair. Across the bed let's iro over and see the little gray lay e dress and an apron. On the

house. I have heard so many sio- j floor Thelma found a piece of paper rioe about it and why people do not: all crumpled up. She smoothed it

live in it." out and found it was a telegram.

"All right," joined in all the it said,

girls in one breath.

"I have been wanting to go for

a long time," said Thelma Murphy, "but did not like to say so." The girls talked as they walked along.

Elizabeth Merry said sne naa

heard that Mrs. Smith, who had lived in the little gray house, had tplfiL'ram about a year

ago and she had gone away quickly. "tV" Of course, I don't know what the fe?1 " Kn if i gins

telegram saiu, ur aujuuus, uui. must have been bad news, or I don't she would have gone away so quick." "May be," Helen replied, "it was from her husband. He has been away for so long. I hope it wasn't anything serious." By this time they were at the house. The weeds had grown long in the yard and the house needed painting. They went around to the back yard until they came to the cellar door. Ruth opened the cellar door and lead the way, while the others followed. "It is awful dark," Nellie said, as she opened the door at the head of the cellar steps. This lead them into the 'kitchen.

It was a large room with a table

"Come quick. Henry very sick. Keeps calling for you. " S. LANE." "Henry must have been her boy or some relation, I wonder if he got well." "Gracious, girls! It is 12 o'clock. I had no idea it was so late," ex

claimed Ruth. "Come on, I must

ome. On their way home the

girls saiu iney wouiu see eacu

other the next morning. Next day it was raining but

cleared up long toward noon. The girls met at Nellie's house and then went to the Little Gray House. (To be continued.)

WIRELESS RECEIVED FROM SCOUT SHIP

A wireless message received Saturday, July 17, at the Indianapolis

headquarters of the Roy Scouts of America from the LT. S. S. Pocahontas, the ship which is carrying Scouts from all parts of the country to the big Scout Jamboree in London, England, states -that the American delegation is expected to arrive at Southampton that afternoon or the next morning. The communication adds that all on board are well and anxious to reach London. Howard Foltz, Indianapolis Boy Scout, has boon appointed to represent the Culver woodcraft school at this international jamboree of

hcouts. foiiz has been active in Scout work since July, 1915, when he was enrolled as a member of Troop 4, which has headquarters at the First Presbyterian church.

Tommy, Proud Owner Of A New Straw Hat

thought Tommy had committed a terrible crime. "Where is it?" asked Tommy's mother. Tommy looked even more embarrassed. "Answer me!" "Aunt Mary Louise is sitting on it," said Tommy. It was Aunt Mary Louise's turn o look embarrassed, and she did. The hat was removed, and Tommy wore it out and mot Bob Williams on time. The hat was always rather inclined to be flat after that. Bob wanted Tommy's help to forhi a baseball club, and Tommy went in, heart and soul, for he loved athletics and those sports. So. he and Bob went about getting boys for the team. All of the boys were eager to be on the team. They decided to have a game right then, so they chose sides. Tommy was chosen captain for the "Stars," and Bob captain for the "Bulls." "Fatty" Turner was pitch and "Brickbat" Minot was catch. Other

hoys on the team were "Chick" Russell, Jack Cox, Gus Ralston, "Chief" Millor and other boys less important. During a home run

made by Tommy his hat fell off and rolled in tho dust, which did not improve its looks any. After awhile it was decided that the "Bulls" had won, and as everyone was too hot for another game, the boys all wont to their homes. Tomy forgot about his hat, and when he reached home he found a note from his mother saying that she had gone home with Aunt Mary Louise and would not be home till tomorrow afternoon. Tommy visited the larder and came back with a big piece of chocolate cake. He them settled himself to read "Bill Rogers in the West," a story which made his hair stand up on end. His father

called up, saying he would not be home for supper, but would be home late at night, as he had busi

ness uptown and would dine at the club.

Tommy dined alone on lemon pie,

chocolate cake and lemonade,

enough to make a boy less healthy than Tommy (together with the book) have a nightmare, but

Tommy slept peacefully through it all.

During the night there was a

steady shower, but in the morning

the genial sun was smiling as hard as ever. Tommy gulped down two

glasses of lemonade, and a big

piece of lemon pie and started out, but came back after his hat. Then he remembered where he had left

it. He bolted out of the back door

to the vacant lot where the lads played baseball. After looking awhile he found his hat. The hat

was no longer a sunshiny yenow.

It was now a muddy brown. As for the ribbon well, it is too sad to speak of. Tommy went home, feeling blue, and met his mother at the door. "Tommy Alswayne, what do you mean by going away and leaving both doors wide open? Why, a rob "What is that in your hand?" she broke off. Tommy looked at it regretfully and said, "My hat." "Your new straw hat? Why, Tommy" But here Mrs. Als-

wavne broke out laughing at the

dismal look on Tommy's face "Never mind, Tommy. I

think I liked it anyhow." And Tommy could not help but join his mother in a laugh at the hat. So ends the story of the life of Thomas G. Alswayne, Jr.'s new

The Three Keys

Part Two.

Alice and Louise Go A-Visiting One day Alice and Louise both wanted to go to their Aunt May's house, and stay all week. When they got there they played on the hay stack and gathered the eggs and milked the cows and they rode the horses. Then their week was

ended. Then they had to go back

to the city,

straw hat. Marian Chenoweth.

CH APTER II

Aunt Mavy Louise was not so OF INTEREST TO BOY SCOUTS

very heavy, so Tommy's hat. was Tableaux, representing the Scout

not spoiled. lie did not dare to go laws, were given by one of the In-! perfume of flowers and the sound o,i n At ir.,, t, .;,. . , dianapolis Iroops of Boy Scouts 0f beautiful music.

...... , w , I recently, during a Scout program "The only thing

un un iia.i uuu muiiiei wuuui ue

"IKik," said diaries, as he took tho three key from his pockets and fitted them into the keyholes of the doors; the small key In the small door, the middle-sized key in the middle sized door, and the large key in the large door. As he finished, there was a terrible sound of thundering and the cave shook. Then came a flash of lightning immediately after which a hideous genie stood before them. "I," said he in a terrible voice, "I am a genie, who, because of my hatred for people, have made an oath. This oath said that I should cause these growlings and rumblings to frighten all who should enter this cave. If they should turn back I would kill them, but if they were brave enough Jo go on I would give them a chance for life. Behind one of these doors is a monster ready to devour you; behind another, is a wicked witch who will make you do wicked and

cruel things to your fellowmen, and behind another is a beautiful castle in which live the fairies. This castle will be yours and the fairies will be your servants if you open the right door." With these words the genie disappeared in a blinding . flash of lightning, followed by a loud clap of thunder. The children stared at each other in amazement. "Well," said Charles, bravely, "I choose the large door." "I don't," said John, "I'm for the middle-sized door." "Well," said Anna, "I want to open the small door." "It's for you to decide, Lily," said John Breathlessly. "I hardly know," reflected Lily, "But I like the I choose the small

one." "Very well," said Charles, "As there are two votes for the small door and only one for each of the others, we will open the small one, As he spoke he turned the key in the lock and pushed the door ajar. The children stood still for a few seconds expecting a monster or a witch to come out and drag them in. As nothing happened, however, they advanced slowly along the pasage which was lined with candles. Invisible hands threw rosea into their path. At length, they arrived at the end of the passage and entered into a beautiful garden belonging to a magnificent castle. The palace was of marble set with precious stones and its decorations were of gold. As they advanced they noticed that this garden and castle was not in the cave, for the blue

sky was above them and the sun shone brightly upon the castle, making it sparkle and glimmer in the light. The fairies came to meet them and the queen said, "Welcome, brave children, welcome to your home." "What!" exclaimed Anna, "is this castle, then, ours?" "Yes," said the fairy queen, smiling. "Oh!" gasped the children in the same breath. "Come," said the fairy, taking their hands, " this is not half of the

beauty." Tho children followed her

don't' slowly, for tho beautiful flowers attracted their attention.

At last, they reached the palace and the fairies led them in. All of the furniture was either gold or was carved out of some huge and precious stones. Tho children were .dazzled with the beauty of it all. Each of their beds was carved out of a ruby and the dining table was made from a pearl with seats

of gold. The palace was full or the

recently, during a Scout program j "The only thing that bothers rnpKcnted in a Methodist church in ; ,nf sniil John, after awhile, is

sure to call him back if he went out i that city. that I am afraid that we can never without a hat; but he had promised j go home to visit." to meet Bob Wiliams. and Tommy A Junior baseball league is active "Yes you can," said the fairy always kept his word even it he in Indianapolis. The teams Xhat quoen any -time you wish

'. Jllgn- wen, uetidicu v,nui H'.t, co ..

ate his delicious supper, mis was

e fright and terror of the

cenie. And the other chii-

MPn RirAPt Ho mnat r0t nt Cubs. Nort li western Jr., uingo miu- urtm apitu wim .....

did get into trouble about it.

form the league are named:

Tommy walked around the room ! land Cubs, Boys' Clubs, Oliver Mid- ate his it and looked out of the window. 1 gets, Rhodius Cubs, Military Mid-j worth the There was Bob, coming down i sets, Simmon Midgets, Indianapolis j cave and

must irpt nut

He looked around. Mother was Rets, Willard Triangles, uupp juiashowing Aunt Mary Louise her new sets, Brightwood Midgets, Fletcher dress. Tommy's glance roved to Cubs, Comets,

-Martha Righter, Garfield school.

vacation was ended. And they

never forgot their happy vacation

two chairs and cabinet, besides a jn the country. Nila Williams, age

few other furnishings, tne next. 9 years, 5B grade, Starr school.

room was the dining room, ine pirl a went through all the rooms

w-hen they came to a closed door

Helen turned the door knob, but the door was locked. "Now, what do you think of

are

SOLESLESS First Scout "These shoes

dead." Second Scout "The soles have departed." Lone Scout

A total attendance of 150 Scouts Was recorded during the first and second camping periods at the Scout reservation near Indianapolis, and to date, forty five reservations have been made for the next

Orphans Will Swim

the door. It stood aiar and Aunt

They were sorry their (Mary Louise and Mother's backs

were towards it. He walked over to the door, he stepped out and was breathing a breath of relief as be closed the door behind him. But Mother had seen him.

Tommy! she cried, "come here, two outings. It is estimated at swimming in the Y. M. C. A

where s your hat? Why haven t you headquarters that more than 300 1 every Monday, Wednesday

The boys and girls who live in the Osterlin Orphans Home in Spring-

i field, Ohio, and who are visiting in j Richmond, this week and next, j have been given the privilege of

pool

and

got it on?" she asked. Scouts will have taken advantage j Friday morning, at 10 o'clock. The Tommy looked embarrassed. t of this outdoor activity at the reser- swimming privilege will commence Aunt Mary Louise looked a3 if sue j vat ion at the close of the season. Monday morning, July 26.