Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 45, Number 290, 16 October 1920 — Page 16

PACE FOUR

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, OCT. 16, 1920.

Adventures of Tommie, the Brownie'

TART TWO When finally he reached the bottom, he found himself In so large a nolo that be could not get back out of It again. Of course, Tommie thought, like the foolish little thing he was, that the picnickers had dug this hole Just on purpose to catch him in. Well, he thoifght, he would go in search of the picnickers, and If he found them, he said he would get even with them. Well, Tommie started on his trip, lie looked around and found to hu satisfaction that there was a passage-way underground. He began going through the passage-way. Finally, he came to a door with a very small lock on It, 'and, by the way, the door was very small. Well, he found the key lying on the floor. - He unlocked the door and slowly walked through the door. When he got through, he locked the door and threw the key on the ground. He walked on through the passageway. Finally he came out into the open. Before him was a great fire and sitting around it was a group of small The Clan .of North America THE BIG IDEA 1 Francis Rolt-Wheeler The following evening there was a great meeting in the New Assembly HalL It was a house-warming, and a reunion, and a jollification, and what not. The- camp had already picked out a tolerably good glee club, and there were the makings of a mandolin and banjo band. One of the fellows and two of the girls were singers, Elsa, hav ing a glorious soprano voice. The choruses would have shaken any less solidly built structure. But there had been hints about the camp, all day, that the Director had something important to say, and when, just before "lights out" at 10 o'clock, he stepped to the edge of the platform, every one hushed. "I've bee nthinklng," he said In his quiet clear voice, "that in the Clan of North America idea we've got too good a thing to be kept to ourselves. We own this camp. We can invite any one we want. We can be hosts in- a way that fellows of our age have never had before. We can invite all the guests we like.-Why shouldn't we? "Here's my idea. Al lover this continent, big things, heroic things are being done by young chaps or :irls about our age. These deeds don't get talked about much, maylie, just a note in the local paper. Let's have these heroes for our guests! We can make them honorary members in the Clan, pay their raveling expenses and have them is our guests for'a week. It will honor ua as much as it does them. ?hink of it I Every week to have with ua some fellow or girl who's lone a deed of which the whole continent of North ' America is :roud ! And to have them as ours ! " There was just a moment of itartled surprise and then a storm of cheers and shouts rang through the hall. Pierre had touched his campmates on their keenest spot -the hero reverence of the young THE MYSTERY 'NEATH AN OLD MAPLE TREE John reached down to get what was it was he struck. "Look what I found!" he said, as '.ie nulled something out of the hole. "What i3 it?" asked the girls.' "An old tin box," answered John, "I thought you had found some money or something like that," said Mary. . John threw the box away, for he couldn't open it, and started Jigging again for the. roots of the jianle tree. He finally got the tree up and .hey wanted to play hind-and-seek. fhey played it until they got tired. ,.Iary said, We'll have to go home :ow." John eald, "Let's see who can hit .he tree with that tin box I found." So. they got the box and started playing. John threw, then Alice threw, nd they both missed the tree. It was Mary's turn to throw. When he threw the box, it hit the tree o hard that the lid fell off and omething fell out of the box. (To '.e continued.) By Ethel Everett, Jarfield, 8B.

fairy girls, and standing up, talking to them, was a fairy queen, lie slipped up slowly and got behind a tree, and listened to what they were saying. They were talking about a lost Brownie named Tommie that had left home in the afternoon and had not come back yet. They were planning different ways to go about finding himwerctd o to go about hunting him for their Brownie brother. Then all or a sudden, they heard a noise behind the tree. The fairy queen told her maids to go see what it was, when out stepped our friend, the Brownie. They all fell to talking to him, asking him Questions of where he had been and many other things. He

told them all he remembered of what he had been doing. Then the fairy queen asked him to get In the red chariot with her, and she would take him home under the Falls. He did, and soon found himself back home with his brothers. That taught him a lesson and he never left in the afternoon, after that. The End. Dorothy May WInsett, Garfield School. Creaky's Newspaper . Tough Job Ahead When Creaky CreelStates "it Starts on Monday." "Very well, then, let's try out the plan. I like the way you go about it. We will do all we can to make it a success." With this assurance from Captain Newton, Creaky and his committee were ready to go ahead, nd go ahead they did. "We will start this newspaper Monday evening," said Creaky. Creaky, "Managing Editor." Now organizing an editorial staff is a job for some thought, whether the paper be large or small. Creaky, now a "managing editor," soon learned this. He was sure of two persons. He couldn't get along without the help of Helen Conley. She would be just the one to handle the girls' news. So he turned

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over to Helen the whole "Society Department." Likewise, he was fturo that Bill Jacknon, the fellow who had first mentioned the idea on that evening two weeks ago, was the man for ".Sports Editor." Creaky decided to get a few reporters and keep an assignment book, uatil he could see by experience, Just how to parcel out further the work of news-gathering. It wa3 a tough job, harder than he had expected. The staff had to establish an editorial office, with a typewriter and a table, in the corner of a basement room. Some reporters flunked out on their assignments. Creaky worked all Saturday afternoon arl into the night before he got out the complete bunch of copy for the first Monday's, issue. lie wa3 hound it must be right. Several stories he wrote over three or four times.

Sunset Rises to Idea Sunset Schneider bought a copy of the Daily News on his way home Monday evening. Never before had he seen so much news about his own school in so few words. Down in the corner was a writeup of Buck Winter, football captain, and underneath, a little line in italics, "Tomorrow's Sketch: Albert (Sunset) Schneider, Tackle." "I always did say this newspaper would go," soliloquized Sunset. Success of Newspaper Acclaimed by All at First Birthday Party. Volume I Number 1, of "The Winnebago School News," had become a page of history. Tomorrow, Volume II, Number 1, would appear. The editorial staff was laying a plot. AH day conspirators whispered in corners. Again on a sunny Thursday morning of early October the assembly hall was filled. On the right of the stage sat Captain Newton, editor of the Daily News. In the center was a vacant chair. Over at the left was the High School band. At the end of the opening song, Mr. Hall, the principal, stepped to the front. Cheers for Creaky. "We are going to celebrate this morning the first birtffday of "The Winnebago School News." Will

THOSE WERE THE HAPPY THE NUTTING SEASON

Managing Editor Creel please como up and take this seat?" The cheerleader leaped to the platform and . "Three Cheers for Creaky" shook the windows. It was a program of many short speeches. "Nothing that has happened in thi3 county in the past five years

has dune so much to increase the interest of the country boys and Kills in their school work. We had a much bigger country enrollment for high school this fall than ever before. It is duo to "The Winnebago School News" the County Superintendent ol bchool. was speaking. "I never had such good work dcftie in the English clases, before the newspaper started," smiled Miss Fulton. "There never was real spirit here till after that paper started. We almost won the state championship last year. We will do it this fall." Sunset Schneider, new football captain, was the paper's biggest booster now. "You couldn't get me to stop 'The Winnebaco School News, it is the best thing in our paper. I am for it, now and forever." Captain Newton was lustily cheered as he sat down. Creaky's speech was brief. "Last year we were just beginning." HIGH SCHOOL COUNCIL Next week will be the story of the organization of a high school student organization. Painting Original Tainting in the windows, painting on the doors, Fainting on the woodwork and painting on the floors, Hanging up the window-curtains, so they won't get in the paint, So when Maman goes to wash them, she won't have to faint. I see painting in the day-time, I see painting in my sleep, That I am getting so disgusted that I'll never paint my sheep. Florence Hill, 6A, Hibberd School DAYS

What Shall I Be?

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uiswerea lor cw THE Y. W. C. A. WORKER By Caroline Wcirich I had often asked myself, "What is this new profession called the Secretaryship of the Young Women's Christian Association?" During my Christinas vacation in New York, I called at National Headquarters, 133 E. 152d Street, to find out. "There are many requisites, Miss Evans," said the desk informant. "We prefer to have college graduates who have had poiub experience in work with people, whether ' as a teacher or as a business wom an. However, the college education is not always possible and one may succeed with less training provided she proves herself worthy. "If your local training station will accept you as a student, you may start in our first year course for secretaries, which lasts from three to nine months and consists of practice work and lectures. You may then expect a salary of from $900 to $1,200. "In case your work is very satisfactory, you may be appointed a student in the National Training school where you will live for one year studying, observing, and visiting. A certificate is granted at the end of the second year which enables you to earn an annual salary of $1,000 to $1,800. "Perhaps, instead of doing work as a secretary, you desire to be a cafeteria, domestic science or physical training director. AH these fields are open to the girl who enters Y. W. C. A. work. Our schools offer summer courses to prepare her for whichever of these lines she wishes to take up. "To the "girl with this technical training the opportunities are many and varied. One of our most clever workers is now lecturing for the National Board of Social Hygiene She travels extensively, meeting many prominent people. Her salary averages $1,800 a year and expenses. "There is work for every ambitious woman who may become as great as she allows herself to grow through her tact in handling people, her study of the working conditions of her locality and in ability as a true leader." Copyright, 1920, by J. H. Millar GIRLHOOD STORIES OF FAMOUS WOMEN i "Who can that be upstairs playing the piano and singing?" Madame Lind hurried to see the music stopped. Out from under the piano crawled her little 9-year-old granddaughter. "I know I shouldn't have touched the piano," she confessed, "but I heard the soldierg in the square, and I wanted to see If I could re member how their bugles sounded. I learned a little song, and I wanted to hear It wit music." Three d&yj later the little girl was starting- Jier education at -the expense cf tie Royal Theater of Stockholm, Sweden. This littte fclrl was Jenny Llnd, later famed the world over for her beautiful voice, i nd beautiful character, too. Wednesday, Oct. C was the onei hundredth anniversar ly of tills fa mous singer. -Don't trust the kind of chap who howls with the wolves when he is in the wood, and bleats with the sheep when he is in the field.

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