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J.T The next day, Bily, Jr., as the Acknowledged leader, determined vrhen he started out not to stop for water at that dirty aroya, bat to Sush on to the foothills and tee if ie could not find a nice, cool spring or, at least, sortie water that was ' hot as . thick with yellow mud as hat they had drunk the day before. ', II let the sheepgraze as they ent, but he always managed "to teep ahead of them a few steps, tnd in this way they unconsciously hurried forward and by noon hiinii thpmooivoa riimhin? the

(teep sides of the Rocky mounh'Hage- It seems that these dogs fains, which, in comparison with! guard their own flocks from an he main ranges, seem like tittle ! enemy, but will sneak out and eat ,US up any young Iamb that strays from Biily left them to graze there! the fold of a stranger's flock, irhile he climbed to the top so he I After this, the sheep were more ould get a view of the surrounding t ' Billy than ever and would ountry and see what was in the ! go anywhere he led them without a nnnsita vallov Th stitrht ihat met murmur. . ,

iis eyes was beyond description n the distance lay the main range if the Rocky mountains, deep blue n color with a white cap of snow m their heads; and shading down nall the intermediate colors beween deep purple, blue and pale ?ray were parallel ranges of moun- . ains. Directly beneath him a silvery stream wound it way through i fertile valley, and nestled on its banks was a small settlement of idobe houses where lived the Mexicans that fanned the land. ' He had only to turn around and it his back lay an entirely different scene. This one was grand in 'ts lonesomeness, with its plains ind mesas destitute of trees or Hfp Out nfrnaa tha hnrron nralrlAi on a tableland equally barren, lay! Fort Union, now deserted, from which the soldiers used to ride to light the Indians. Whichever way rhe eye roamed, one saw height, 3pace, grandeur which awed into stillness, and made one think of Jod. , Suddenly Billy was rudely awakened from his reverie. There, skulking stealthily along behind ome rocks and bushes, he detected :i moving object that seemed to! ome creeDinsr. creenlne nearer and learer to his sheep. He looked igain more Intently, and yes, sure nough, It was a wolf he saw makng for his flock. In a second the responsibility of his "position, which he had forgotten for a time, rushed

lpon him, and with bound afterras busy with the "eats."

jound he, started down the mounaln side. Only a moment he haltnd to see if the wolf was still com- ' ing, and as he did so, a little white render lamb ran on ahead of its Daffy Down Dilly Daffy down-dilly! Daffodil sweet, : .Springtime is calling you calling to greet! Prettiest flower of "the sweet o the year," vuaintiest aarung, on, nasten! ap pear! Krilled yellow petticoat, spread iike r a bell. , Pale petals shading it, charming to tell, Filmy brown kerchief your shoulders adorning Daffy-down-dilly's the pride o' the .. " . morning! Daffy-down-dilly has leaves long and -slender, Daffy-down-dilly lias spears to defend her! Sometimes she hangs her head gracefully low, Sometimes she lift.- up her trumpet to blow! When the wind shakes her, her yellow bell rings, Tinkling, and telling of young, growing things. Careles Is she, though the weather .. be chilly Brave little, bright little daffy-down-dilly! Christian Science Monitor. "

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mother right into danger, for, not 20 steps ahead, crouched the wolf ready to spring. The little lamb came nearer. The wolf crouched on his hind legs a little more, Opened his mouth, and sprang; but instead of his teeth closing on the tender morsel, he felt himself pinioned on a pair of long, sharp horns. But Billy was also surprised to find on closer inspection that his supposed wolf was not a wolf at all, but one of tv; half-civilized aogs irom me piac.rr., or Mexican - A. . (Billy Jr. leads the flock through a new danger next week.) (Copyright by the Saalfield Publishing Co.. Akron, O.) "Taken for Granted" Toboggan Party Ends Happy Evening Spent in Jean Crane's Home. Saturday evening a bunch of jolly Seniors came trooping up the front steps of the Crane residence. The sting of the basketball defeat the night before had been forgotten. Bob and Hugh were in the bunch. Let's have a sing," suggested Ted Irvin. They gathered around tne piano. "Heres one, said Bob, opening up "Sometime." "No," interrupted Hugh, "let's sing this," as he placed on the piano a song of his own choosing. When the first song was done Hugh picked out another. It seem-1 ed to Jean that he was trying to monopolize things. i "Hi, there, Ted," came from the stairs as a pillow hit Ted's head "beat you in finding the prettiest girl in the room for partner. Before Ted could even turn around Hugh had seized Jean's arm and with a "She's mine" was leading her into a rather secluded corner. The other fellows laughingly got their partners and soon everyone "Who will. take a plate of Ice cream down to old Mrs. Winters?" called Mrs. Crane from the dining room. "I will," "I will," Bob and Ted both jumped up, but Bob was first. He trotted off down the street by himself. "Why Is it," thought Jean, "that Hugh never offers to do any little kindnesses like that?" . True, he had said he'd rather stay with her, but down in the bottom of her heart, she knew that she would rather have him go. But then he was popular and all the girls in the school were envying her, so why worry? "Let's see if we can get Bill Haines' toboggan and go coasting," suggested Bob, returning from Mrs. Winters. "The hill is good. and slick." "Yes, yes," came from all sides except from Hugh's chair by the fireplace. "I'd rather stay here by you," whispered Hugh to Jean. At this Jean became angry. "No, I don't want to stay in" then, calling to Bob, "We'll be out in a minute." Hugh angrily looked around for his coat. v Hugh Hurley a Coward When Chance Comes to Show His Real Mettle. It was a wonderful evening for a toboggan party. Hugh was sulky at first, but after a ride or two hi3 eyes were glist ening. The toboggan course in Weston was a dangerous one. At the bot tom it crossed a road much used by automobiles. But this evening ev erything was still and bright and cold. Everybody but the merry coasters were Inside. "Let's make this ride the last one," suggested Ted, about 11:00 o'clock. "No, you fellows wanted this. Let's make it a real evening," replied Hugh. They coasted until 11:30. "I really think this ought to be the last one," said Jean. Swiftly they skimmed down the hill. Bob

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was In front, Hush In , the rear, guiding. ' , . ' At the bbttom they saw a sudden glare of light In ' the road. Sarah Ramsey screamed. Bob shouted back, "Turn her! Hugh, Turn her!" But the toboggan did not turn. It shot straight ahead like an arrow. Bob Baw what was coming. With a mighty lunge he turned the sled slightly so that it hit the automobile a glancing blow. The snow at the side of the road was soft. Only Bob was hurt seriously. The rest were tossed into the bank. But H ii eh ? There he came walking down the hill. When he had seen the danger he had taken advantage of his po sition on the toboggan, and with out trying to turn the sled, had slid off the back end, leaving the rest to plunge straight ahead. "Are you hurt, Jean?" he asked. "Get away! Get away!" Jean al most screamed. "Oh, Bob, what is the matter?" Hugh vanished. Jean insisted on helping the boys take Bob home. Inside of .an hour they had him propped up in bed, his broken 6 h o u 1 d e r bandaged. He was smiling. "Gee, I'm glad you weren't hurt, Jean," he said. Mrs. Brooks and the boys stepped out and for a long time Jean and Bob talked alone. When Jean left, there were tears in her eyes, but she was happy in her heart. "Remember, Mrs. Brooks, I'm go ing to bring something over for Bob every day. You don't care if I am his cook, too, do you?" The End. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper Service. HOW .WOULD YOU LIKETO HAVE THIS PET? A young Mexican boy, named Juan, living in Guatemala, the largest state of Central America, is the happy owner of a baby jaguar. After spending much time, patience and kindness, Juan has tamed this jaguar 80 tnat now it plays with njm ani follows him around like a puppy.

Maine Lumber Camps Emerge From Successful Winter Season

Upper photo shows type of log cabin lumber camp In eastern Maine, at the right is a watering cart used to make ice tracks for the roads, at the left is a winter scene near one of the camps, showing a bobsled with a load of new-cut lumber.

The past winter has been pros Iterous and busy in most of the umber camps of extern Maine, where large craws of choppers,

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r THE FAMILY ALBUM J WHEtf MARY VAS A LITTLE GIW3 She dfuessedveM PLAIN. IN FACT, But now she in th movies HD DOLLS UP IN EVERY ACT THE STRANGE STORY OF TWO BROTHERS Once upon a time there was a little boy whose name was Harry, who had a brother by the name of Paul. They both were about the same age. Harry was nine and Paul was 10. The brothers were kind to each other. They both wanted to pass papers so they started to do it. But they found they did not make much. They stopped selling papers and started to go to hunt a job in the city. Although they did not live in the country or city they lived at the edge of the city. It was about a half a mile to their work. They got along fine at first and 80! bought a place for their mother and them to live. The place was a pretty one with vines up the window and rose bushes climbing up the front and back porches. They had become quite rich. By this time the boys were almost men. One day they had a party. The day after as they were cleaning house, for the boys helped their mother clean up things, as they took down the picture of their father, the nail on which the picture hung was nailed into a little door. The door swung open. They put their hands in and drew out ai teamsters, operators of portable se wm ills and general omployees about the big camps havo received the nlgheit wages in

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box with a blue ribbon lU'd to the handle. ' On the ribbon wan a littl key. ' "Oh! mother look," they cried both in one breath. "See! What we have found." They opened the box and what do you think they saw? Not a thing at first but a folded yellow handkerchief. They unfolded the handkerchief. There before them was a pile of gleaming gold. "Oh! Mother, how do you think it got there," they cried. "I do not know boys," said their mother. They were not selfish with it but only helped Uifeir poor neighbors to be happy and contented. But it was a mystery how tho box got there. The end. Vivian Onyette. Dear Aunt Polly: I am always eager to read the little junior. I thought that I would write a small story called "The Two Brothers." Your loving reader, Vivian Onyette, 6th grade Jefferson township, age 12, New Paris, O. Dear Vivian: I like the natural way in which you write your story. I suggest you write another story unfolding the mystery in this one. Glad you like the Junior. Aunt Polly.

THE BLUE BIRD A bit of blue sky on wings, Soaring high as it sings. It's call is both loud and clear With never a thought of fear. Onward and outward it sails, Like a ship upon the sea. Can you guess what this little thing is? Why, it's a blue bird, just as happy as can be! Malcolm Jolliff, 9 years old, grade 5B, Vaile school. ANSWERS TO RIDDLES FOR THIS WEEK 1. Ink. 2. Toasts. 3. Because structor. she is a sound inyears. The photographs shot the type of log cabin lumber camps in the dense woods of Washington county, Maine. This one accommodates forty men. The watering cart pictured is n very necessary part of the equipment of a camp, for they make frequent . trips daily sprinkling water over the snow cover a track so that the two tons of timber on the bobsleds may be hauled easier. In the rear of the tanks are holes just over the runners. They are plugged when not in use on thd track. The bobsleds such as are shown here make four round trips daily between lumber camps and portable sawmills, two to four miles away. Tractors are used wheff the snow is gone.

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