Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 51, 8 January 1921 — Page 15

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, JANUARY: 8, 1921

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THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM 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, stories, local Jokes and original poems- are acceptable and will be published. Articles should be written plainly and on one side of the paper, with the author's name and age signed. Aunt Polly Is always glad to meet the children personally as they bring their articles to The Palladium office, or to receive letters addressed to the Junior Editor. This is your little newspaper, and we hope each boy and girl will use it thoroughly.

. The Diary of Margaret Dubois

dart t f her father was to ro. A few wMb

r i rjvil War I after th,s Rob ,ia to go. It nearly In the days of the Civil broke Lydia's and her mother's

neart to have both away. She

AUNT POLLY'S LETTER

Dear Juniors: What would you do if ycu had a pair of magic spectacles? I was reading a story the other day about a man who had a pairyes, really magical spectacles as fairylike as the Seven-league boots, which only one had to jump into to travel ever so far and back again; or the little fairy mill that ground out wonderful houses and gold and everything the owner wished whenever he would cry: "Grind, little mill, and grind quickly!" What would you suppose one could do with a pair of magic spectacles? I tried guessing, but I did not guess very well, and then I looked in the story to see. And this is what I found the wonderful glasses could do: They showed the wearer, a little, old man who lived In one of the WTest Indian islands, just what other people really were, not as they looked or even as they acted sometimes, but a3 they really were. When this little, old man saw a big boy bullying a younger boy, he would put on his glasses, and instead of the boys he would see a young wolf, with glistening teeth, and a little lamb, trembling before it. Isn't that a Queer sort of a picture? And yet it tells us how the boys

looked. Sometimes when he saw a solemn old miser eating muffins at;

breakfast he would clap on his spectacles, and he would see, not the solemn man at his breakfast, but only a dollar bill, tattered and torn. Just think, he had turned to nothing but money becausa that was what he liked best. Can you imagine how old Scrooge would look through ttlCS glfLSS6S? Probably when he saw a little crippled child in a lonely room looking out of the window he would put on his glasses expecting to see a Bad little picture, but instead often he could see a very gay, happy, sing

ing little heart. Often children with twisted umDS nave jusi as siraigiu and strong, "happy" ones as anyone. Seeing people as they really are reminds me of the mother who told her little girl to think of her friends' cross spells not as a part of their real selves, but just as clouds, for the clouds, you know, even big, black ones, can be blown along by the wind and rushed out of sight, leaving the sky just as blue as it ever was. This is a happier way to think of It, isn't it? , , . . But best of all, if some fairy godmother were offering me a pair of magic spectacles and I could take my choice as to whether I would have the kind that could show me what people really are or the kind that could show me what people really may become, I would choose the second kind, I am sure, because there are always such wonderful, splendid things ahead of us which we may grow into sometime in the future so much better looking than we look right now, with all our little rocky faults and mistakes. Probably we can chisel away many of those rocks before we become the person the magic glasses or the future could show us to be. .

Ativwrv I would like very, very iuucn io umiusu van ui

ICai'lUiTuto - i' '

there was a girl named Lydia Car

rol. She lived close to the woods, at a far end of the village called

Fernville. She lived with her fath

er, mother, and brother. Lydia's brother's name was Robert, but he was always called Rob. He was a boy of 18 and was very fond of his eister. They would roam for hours in the woods together and thinking how delightful and peaceful everything was. But more and more calls came for men to come and help their

country. Lydia was very sad, for

DO YOU KNOW

By the "Y" SCOUTMASTER Complete the quotation: ..A . fitly spoken is like apples of in pictures of ." By whom said? Where recorded? This will be answered next week. - Answer to last week's Proverbs.

WHO IS HE?

WHO IS HE? Andrew Carnegie called him, "T h e greatest salesman that ever lived." (Last week: Cyrus H. Mc

cormick, president of The International Harvester Company.)

QUESTION FOR DEBATE

Resolved: That cats are a nuis-J outlaw's

ance.

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J&L FA? A

TWO OH OHS, I

$500 REWARD One day as Jack was going down the street he saw a sign which Hundred Dollars Reward.

To capture Ben Willson, an outlaw,

dead or alive. Jack was 20 years old, he wanted to find Ben, his Father and Mother

said he could. He bought a revolver and five boxes of cartridges and went out in the mountains of the western states. He lived there all his life; he called the mountains hla home He called it his hills. He could climb like a mountain goat. The first day he did not find any tracks of Ben, the second day he saw Ben. with a band of outlaws Jack made camp close to theirs. It was almost night. Ben went out on the mountain a mile from his camp. Jack had a plan. He saw a horse of one of the

It had broken loose. It

came near Jack's ramn. Jack saw

i a man was coming after it. Jack ! caught it and jumped on it and rode to the place where he saw Ben. He shot Ben when his back

was toward Jack. Ben dropped to

the ground; he was wounded bad. The man who followed Jack shot at Jack but missed him. Jack put his prize up on his horse and startj ed for his home. He was com- ; pelled to hide several times in the ! bushes but finally he was home 1 He was given the Five Hundred

Dollars he wanted so much, and the biggest surprise, he was made a. detective. He had always wanted to be. Ben Willson was alive and was to be hung the next week. Jack said he would try to get some more outlaws. (The End.) By Harold Brown, Lynn, Ind.

A RHYME I have four fingers and a thumb; I have four toes and a big one. Madge Bavender, Greensfork school.

Joy of the Snow j

"Children! Grandpa's ship is in. He and grandma will be hero In three days' time!" said mother, holding up a telegram, just arrived. The children clustered round her, Basil. Beryl, Alaric and Violet. "Oh, mother, isn't it good that we've got this lovely snow!" cried Beryl, looking out at the snow covered countryside. "Now we can do something for grandma and

grandpa that will make them really and truly think they are still in Canada!" The children's grandparents were visiting England for the first time. "Happy thought!" cried Basil. "We'll make some toboggans and elve grandma and grandpa some rids down the hills!" Mother smiled approval, glad to have the children's whole-hearted interest in her expected guests. Away ran the four children it was holiday time, Basil and Alaric home from school to the large barn, where they could do as they liked. With the help of the gardner, who loved the happv children, they found enough wood to make six toboggans, the two largest being for grandma and grandpa. All day long they worked. By evening the toboggans were all finished. Mother and father were proudly called in to examine and praise their handiwork. Four children went happily off to bed, awakening next morning to the still happier task of practicing on their toboggans. What fun they had! All that morning they practiced coasting down the hill leading from the railway station a mile away. In the afternoon the snow again began to fall, but the children were too hnppily busy to mind the weather. The third day arrived; the snow had fallen all night; it still fell. Grandma and grandpa were expected to arrive by the aftPinoon train. To the children's delight, just one hour before the

train's arrival, the snow ceased. With q ti-Vi rn nf inr t Vi . fnur

,rn went off for thoir toboggans. ! 'v7.p sti!'. mlng. And would you Mnihnr.nmp tn thr.m with no. I ppIipvp-. lmle diary, these were the

rtuibed face. "Children, the snow I

is to odry for the motor to go through," she said. "What shall we do?" "Oh, mother, let us all take our toboggans to the station and meet jr-tndma and grandpa!" cried Basil. "We can coast thm down the long hill beautifully!" It seemed the only thing to do, but mother said she must go to father had been called away on urgent business. The children s?t off with moher,

over the crisp snow, each with a sprig of red-heriied holly securely

fastened to ehir coats, arriving at the station just as the train steamed in. Yes, there they were! Grandma, brigh-faced, merry-eyed; grandpa, alert and nimble. When they saw the toboggans and mother and the children, and heard the explanations, they both laughed heartily and all were soon talking eagerly. Leaving their big luggage to come as soon "as possible, they

started for home, the grandparents thoroughly entering ino the fun of the little expedition, coasting down the hill as gaily a sthe children, all arriving home rosily happy. "Nothing could have made me feel more at home in the old country," said grandma, cosily sealed that evening by the side of a blazing log fire, her grandchildren around her. "Everything seemed so different in this country, but when I saw you all waiting to welcome us, with your toboggans, I felt that I had really and truly come home!" Christian Scienoe Monitor.

would Bit for hours thinklne how

delighil it was when the family was together. But Lydia Mas now kept busy, for she had to sew and knit for the soldiers. It made her very happy to think she was helping her country and also her father and brother. She hardly ever went to school now for it was very dangerous for little girls to roam around on the streets. Lydia had two friends named Peggy and Polly, who were twins and lived next door to her. They would sit talking for hours washing the war were over. One day Lydia was lookine for

a book to read when her hand!

supped and hit the wall. A door opened in the wall but before it had had wall paper over it. She wondered what it was. So she put her hand inside the door and pulled out a book. It was a small, red book with gilted edges. Inside she found this written: Margaret Du Bois Diary. Oh, I believe I will read it. "Who ever thought of anything so exciting in this old house. This is what it said: I am a girl 18 years old. I didn't

think of keeping a diary until a girl friend of mine proposed It to me. I liked the idea very much and when I am older I can read it and see what I did when I was young. My best friend is Harriet

.Murphy, who lives next to me. I

guess, little diary, you will hear me talk lots about her June 8th. I went to a picnic today and it was heavenly. I met a lot of new friends whom I like very much. I was very tired when I came horau. So I ate .supper and helped clear away the dishes and am now eoir.e

to bed.

June 10th Oh, I am so excited today. Harriet and I were digging a flower lpd when what do you think I fmiFd? A STRAND iOF PEARLS! I was so excited I didn't know what to do. I showed thm to mother. She didn't like the idea

of our finding l hem for slie thought

somebody might have hidden them and might accuse us of stealing them. Hariret and I then would make up stories about the pearl. I said I suppose a rich lady was out in the garden and she had leaned over and they had fallen off

her neck and she hadn't noticed

them. Then leaves had fallen and covered them up and they were buried. June 12lh Another thing has happened today. There were two robbers caught and found they had stolen a lot of jewels. They said a strand of pearls and rang and bracelet

same ones ' we had found. I and Harriet took them to court Of course when we rot out of court we went back to see if we could find any more Jewelry. Harriet found a ring with a diamond in It and I found a gold bracelet with, the name Hariret on it We tools them to court also. Mrs. Claire, the woman the jewelry was taken from was there also. When we gave them to her she kissed and thanked us. She said also she wanted us to remember her so she gave me the pearl beads and Harriet the bracelet. She said her name was Harriet Claire and her aunt had given her the bracelet with her name on it We thanked her. She also said the -ring was the costliest of the three. New little diary, I am arraid to have the pearls in my posession and I will tell you where I am going to hide them. You go down the celler steps, turn to right, take three steps, and that is all I will tell even you. I am glad nobody can read this.

June 15th An awful thing happened today. We. moved away suddenly and I didn't get my pearls. Aunt Jane lives in the house now. I have been so busy I have found scarcely time to write In my diary. I am visiting Aunt Jane and, little diary. I am going to hide you in this house. I will also leave my pearls and hope to come soon and get my pearls. So goodbye, little diary, I am leaving you. As soon as Lydia had got through reading this she ran to her mother and showed it to her. She and Lydia went down the celler steps but they could not find them. About three years after thli Lydia's brother and father camo home. About a week after Lydia showed the diary. He whistled and started down the cellar steps with Lydia behind him. He nearly took the whole afternoon looking for them but could not And them. He began his search the next morning. Joy! He found them behind a large stone in .the wall. Lydia ran to show them to her mother and father. They looked at them and then told heT to put them away for by rights they did not belong to her. Lydia then put" them In her little silver jewelry box. Mildred Gardner, Grade 8-A, Garfield School. (To be continued)

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