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AHNABELLE LEAVES IN DISTRESS BUT MAKES A FORTUNE On a cold wintry night In the middle of January, a little girl of about nine years, sat huddled in a corner near an old flrcDlace. which. indeed had hardly any fire in it at all, and on the other side of the room sat an old lady who was evidently knitting, also considerably near the fireplace. Out of doors the wind was blowing through the cedar trees which surrounded the little old grey house that sat far back from the road, and as the wind blew and blew, the trees' bending made a terrible sound, while the heavy sleet and snow beat wildly against the window pane, seemingly to gain admittance. Now, the old lady was the little girl's grandmother, and a cruel grandmother she was. Presently the old woman looked up and commanded in a cold, harsh voice, "Annabelle, you pick up your lazy bones and go out there in the woodhouse and get some wood in here yon good for nothing brat!" At which the child raised herself listlessly and put on a ragged old shawl which was hanging on a peg behind the door, and stole to the door and quietly opened it, which , promptly sent in a gust of wind. Whereupon the old lady shivered and drew nearer the fire, but Annabelle quickly Bhut the door and slid into the darkness of the night, around the corner of the house and into the wood shed and began groping about tn the dark- to find the email pile of wood, when suddenly, she heard a strange sound like a faint groan and . then a whine. She stopped to find whence the sound came and as it seemed so near she started to investigate. Upon finding, however, that she could Bee hardly anything in the dark, she gave up the search and proceeded to get her wood, but had the same sound reached her ears again but she thought nothing of it and resumed her work. Finally, she had her apron full and 'started toward the house, and when halfway there she beard again that queer sound. This time she was determined to find it, so she began to investigate. Again and again the same sound reached her ears, but-Bhe could not determine from which direction it came; but, suddenly she thought it must be only the trees rubbing together for company on such a cold night. The snow was pelting her in the face and the wind was blowing through her thin garments. She pulled her shawl more closely about her when she felt her foot come against something rather soft at the foot of one of the old cedar trees; but in the dim light given only through a small crevice in the house, she could not distinguish what it was. Upon putting her hand 1 nto her apron pocket she discovered that she had one match, so she deftly lighted it, and held it, protecting it from the wind and snow with her hand, down to the little object which proved to be a small dog. Annabelle was as kind-hearted as her grandmother was hard-hearted, so she picked the poor creature up r.nd put it in her apron and made her way to the house. When Bhe came into the house her cross old grandmother began to scold her violently for being so long and then she noticed that Pencil (Twister -i Can You Change TmsMowe Into a Mans Head? Answer next week. Answer to last week's.

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Annabelle had something in her apron. She at once questioned I her as to its being, but Annabelle said that it was a poor little creature which she had found out in the storm and asked her if she might not keep it as it was almost dead with cold; whereupon that old woman soundly boxed her ears and took the little dog and threw it out of doors. 'That was too much for Annabelle and she said, "You are a selfish, cross old lady and if I want that dog I shall have it." Now Annabelle had never spoken so harshly to her grandmother before, which partly provoked, and partly surprised, the old lady. When she opened her mouth to speak Annabelle had gone into the next room, so she promptly went there, too. There she found Annabelle aparently gathering her few clothes and stuffing them into a small carpet bag. Then she marched into the other room, her grandmother at her heels, and said good-bye, at which the old lady asked her where she intended to go and she said she had had enough of her cruelty, and that she had no idea as to where she would go. At this the old lady was touched and she plead and plead, but to no avail, as Annabelle had set her mind, so she went out the door, leaving the old lady In a des perate position, but she pausea long enough at the foot of the steps to pick up the little dog. She made her way through the snow and sleet until she came to a street corner and paused to think where she would go next, for she had not a bit of money and no food, when suddenly she found herself face to face with an object which later proved to be a jolly little fat man who inquired who she was, and where she was going on such a nieht. Then, standing on that corner, she told the man of her grandmother and the incident about the dog, and he asked to see the dog and it turned out that the dog belonged to his wife and was a very expensive onef high pedigree. He asked Annabelle to go home with him, which she did, and when she saw his wife she immediately fell in love with her and the little lady the same. Finally they adopted her and gave her a fine education. She grew to be a beauti-j

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ful girl and a fine musician and as for the little dog, it grew to love her, and she grew to love it, so she lived happily with her father and mother. But, oh--I forgot while she was abroad, she heard that her old grandmother was dead. She was terribly sorry that she could not go to her funeral, but she could not help it. Daphne B. Salbern, Cambridge City, Ind. The Fawn On the edge of a beautiful lake, with a green woodland in the background, a deer and a fawn were seen by two boys. The deer were drinking, and, as the wind was blowing from them, towards the boys, had not scented the boys. The two boys were brothers and lived in a small village on the banks of a river that empties into the lake. James was the name of one and Frank was the name of the other. The day was so nice and cool they decided to get their canoes and paddle up the river to the lake. It was just as they were entering the lake that they saw the mother deer and the fawn. James who was the oldest had a rifle, which er was a 22 calibre repeating Winchester. Frank's father had promised him one when he could shoot as well as James. James had brought his rifle along and he said to Frank when they saw the deer, "Frank, you paddle close to that willow bush and hold the canoe steady while I take a shot at that large one." There was a small spurt of flame as the shot ws urea, ana as tne smoke cleared away, there on the shore lay the deer. The fawn was nosing around its mother when the boys came running swiftly from the place they had left the canoe. It watched them with curiosity, as they were the first boys it had ever seen. It only knew of its danger when Frank, who now had the gun, stopped and shot, missing but kicking the sand up near it. Then with a few mighty bounds it disappeared into the forest. Between them they carried the deer James had shot, and put it into the canoe. When thy both got in they found that they were liable to turn turtle any minute. "Aw, I'll walk," said Frank, who

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was still peeved because he had missed the fawn. James paddled to the bank, and without any arguing of course, let him out. As Frank was walking home two thoughts wandered back to that little fawn. It seemed as if he could see those eyes staring at him as if to say, "Where is my mother?" When he got home he told his father about it. While telling it he said, "I'll bet he's the most pretty and fast deer in Montana." His father wanted a chance like this so he spoke up, saying carelessly. "Well son. if you get that fawn I'll buy you the gua I promised you." He Knew wnat it was to kill a deer, and if his boy could kill it, he would be worthy of a gun of his own. From time to time Frank barrowed James's gun, and went to hunt for the fawn. Once while he was hunting, he saw it not far away, feeding on some grass. He got so excited that he couldn't hold the gun steady, and, when he shot he missed by a good three feet. H went home slowly, and when he went into the house, he could hardly keep from crying. His fathwished him better luck next time, but told him how useless his effort would be. But Frank had his head set to get that fawn, and so said he wouldn't give up. Many times did Frank see it in the distance, and, taking every precaution, would creep silently to within a hundred yards of the place he last saw it. Always it would be gone. It knew and feared mankind now, and was eyer on the alert. Frank now began to see that all his attempts were in vain and be-j gan to feel hurt about his failure. One morning as James and Frank were paddling leisurely along the shore of the lake they heard a loud splashing. They both began to paddle more silently. As they rounded a small jut of land, they saw the fawn, splashing with delight in the lake. Immediately Jmes got read to shoot, while Frank looked on very much disappointed. But James on second thought handed the gun to Frank saying, "Get him buddie." While this was going on the fawn started swimming swiftly for the shore. It wag on the ia

a minute almost. It was making a bee-line for the forest when Frank fired two shots in quick succession. After the smoke cleared away, they each with a yell grabbed a paddle and started for the shore as fast as they could. There on the ground not a hundred yards from the forest lay the fawn in its death struggle.

This time James wanted to walk back, but the fawn wann't as heavy as its mother had been, so they both rodo back in the' canoe. When they got to the village they pulled the canoe up on the sand, and between them carried the fawn up the street towards their houso, with five envious boys walking beside them, all asking questions at once. When they started up the front walk their father came out of tho houso saying, "What you kids got there?" "That deer that's worth a nice shiney rifle to me, thanks to James there," answered Frank. Well how in sam-hill did you get him? That's what I'd like to know," said their father, who was very much surprised. James at once started to tell him all about it, and when he told howFrank had shot it from the canoe, their father said, "Well go to Marketville tomorrow and get you that rifle." "But who'll do my chores? We'll not be back until late in the evening," said Frank who was anxious to go. James said that he would, so Frank, after passing, a restless night, started the next morning with his father to Marketville, which was twenty miles away. Edgar Allen Morris, 14 years, high school. (This story received very favorable criticism in the Junior Palladium Story Writing contest. JEAN'S JOKE FOR GIRLS Jean, upon being scolded for failing to dust the parlor, said she thought she could do it tomorow just as well. "Come, Jean," said her mother, "don't you know that you should never off until tomorrow what you can do today." "Oh, mother!" exclaimed Jean brightly, "then let's finish the lemon cream pie we had for lunch." "Your money or your life!" cried the highway robber. "Take my life," said Mike, "I'm saving my money for my old age." Freddy was tasting soda water for the first time and was asked what he thought of it. "I feels," he said, "as if the feet of my mouth were asleep." N USB AUM'S Junior Pal SPECIAL Next week we offer a lot of $2.00 and $2.25 white Middies for $1.39 Sizes 8, 10, 12, 14 An excellent chance to buy a fine grade School Middy at a saving. We also have a line of CHILDREN'S PLEATED SKIRTS in plain Blue Serge and Plaids Lee B. Nusbaum Co. Nusbaum Bldg.