Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 152, 7 May 1921 — Page 15

THE JUNIOR RICHMOND PALLADIUM The Junior Palladium l.i the children's portion of the Richmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1916, and issued rach Saturday afternoon. All buys and girls are invited to be reporters and contributors.' News items, social events, "want" advertisements, Rtories, local Jokes and original poems are acceptable and will be published. Articles ehould he 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.

AUNT POLLY'S LETTER

Dear Junior Friends I feel like saying "How do you do" ten times in succession, I am so glad to greet you again. Instead of saying, "The world is so full of a number of things, I am sure we should all be as happy as kings" as Stevenson wrote it, I would say tonight this week U so full of a number of things, for there aro bo many celebrations for this week, and all such happy ones. First of all is Mother's Day, the day people everywhere set apart with joy to honor the one who is the dearest person in the world to them and who loves them better than anyone else in the world. If you do not think your parents, for we think of our daddies when we think of our mothers, love you more than anyone else you will meet in the world, wait until you have watched their love tested by your happiness or sickness, good luck or bad luck, failure or success and know or have some idea of how unchangeable a thing it is. One time when Mr. Longfellow, the poet, was traveling near Orleans in France, he met a peasant woman working in the fields and asked her the way to the next, village. They spoke a few words together and then Mr. Longfellow said that he had come from a land far across the sea after which this conversation took place: "More than a thousand leagues!" at length repeated she; "and why have you come so far from home?" "To travel; to see how you live In this country." "Have you no relations in your own?" "Yes; I have both brothers and sisters, a father and" "And a mother?" "Thank heaven, I have." "And did you leave her?" Here the old woman gave him a piercing look of reproof; shook her head . . . and turned again to her solitary task. This showed how that peasant woman thought about mothers. Rut we do not believe that we should not go away from our mothers for a while if it means that we will grow more successful, do we? The only way we can make our parents very unhappy, it seems to me, is to "go away" from the kind of person they most want us to be. Are you planning some special little celebration all by yourself or with your brothers and sisters and daddy for tomorrow, some happy surprise for mother? Mothers like to be surprised. I do not believe that mothers want to be worshipped from a distance, what they want is to be your chum, and have glad friendly "comradery" times with you. It is easy to take all the things our parents give us but it is a finer thing and a happier thing to do to see that we help to make their lives glad. Tonight, too, we celebrate the Junior Palladium's fifth birihiay. I think the Junior must like to grow up right along with all you boys and girls. I feel like shouting (yes I do) "Hail, all hail, Junior Palladium, grow better and better each year!" And then end it with nine big long "Raus". I cannot close without mentioning the charming letter from Geneva children in this week's Junior, which shows that many other juniors are looking forward to a world full of friendly juniors and grownups or as we sav in our slogan "Little Allies of the World". AUNT POLLY.

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PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, MAY

NATURE STUDY CLUB OBSERVES MAY DAY May Day was charmingly observed by the girls of the Nature Study club last Saturday. Snfnrrtav nftprnorin (tin cilia and , . . . tJ I their leader, Mrs. George G. Burbanck, went to the campus or Larlharu college where they picked huge bouquets of violets on the campus. They met again on Sunday afternoon, and with some garden flowers added to the violets picked the day before, they mad seventeen lovely spring bouquets. These they took to the Margaret Smith Home for Aged Women and put them in vases on the tables in the dining room lor a surprise for the women in the home that evening. Those who took the flowers to the home were: Lestra Hibberd, Kathleen Comstock, Sarah Copeland, Martha Ann Gennett. Marguerite Burbanik, Miriam Burbanck, Marion Chenoweth, William Burbanck and Mrs. Burbanck. GIRLHOOD STORIES OF FAMOUS WOMEN Elizabeth Barrett Browning "Auntie, come see my Hector, son of Priam," said nine year old Elizabeth Barrett to her favorite aunt who was stopping a few days with the family before she went on to London. "What are you talking about, dear?" asked Aunt Betty. Elizabeth did not reply but led her out into the garden and told her to look. "All I see is a lovely garden of flowers growing in the form of a huge giant." "That is Hector." said Elizabeth gleefully as sha danced up and down. "Don't you remember Hector in the 'Iliad," Auntie? I liked him so much that I planted these flowers to look like him." Other children of nine years have read Greek stories, but Elizabeth Barrett 1806-1SG1) read and loved them. She became a great poet. Her name and that of her husband, Robert Browning, are two of the best known in English poetry. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper. A high school student who is studying ancient history has asked if Babe Ruth is a dependent of Homer. By Ad Carter

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ELIZABETH SMITH'S GROUP WINS WARNER SPELLING CONTEST Elizabeth Smith's group of 6A spelling pupils at Warner school won the matched contest last week, missing only 4 out of 427 words. The contest was lively and the spellers worked hard so that their particular group might win. There were five groups with seven members each. The captains of the other groups and the number of words missed out of the 427 given out were: Eva Heiger, 8; Howard Thomas 13; Marguerite Sauer, 13; lone Shrieves, 15. Ninety-seven per cent, of all words given out were spelled correctly. Mystery Castle Long, long ago, in the country of England, there stood by tlit roadside a large castle, which had been there for many, many years. No one knew anything about this castle. One day as a fcmall boy was walking past here, he heard a noise in the castle, which sounded like the clanging of armor. David Collins was the little boy'a name. He was a very bold boy, so he thought he would go and see what this strange noise was. As he drew near the long row of steps he hesitated, remembering his father's words, "Remember, my son, never go near this castle," he stood still and thought a little, yet David could see no harm in going into this castle. Finally he decided to go. He went up those steps. First one thing and then another gave him something to think about. When David got to the top of the stairs, he Btopped again, but just as he turned to look down from the top of the stairs something grabbed him by the the arm and took him down into a large cellar, and then the door went shut. He could not tell what It was that had grabbed him. because ;t was too dark for him to see. As he was standing in this dark cell locking around, a red light up in the ceiling was turned on. Around him lay bones, swords, clothing and upon the wall there was a sign, but just as he went to read it the light went out and left him in the darkness to think about the strange place and what the sign could have said. David never dreamed there was any other live prisoner in the castle besides himself, but long toward ev ening he grew very tired for he ad been standing up ever since 'to came into the castle at last he leaned back against the wall and ie felt himself going back and hen he lit on something soft. Just then a light above his head showed :iim what he was lying on. It was i very tiny bed in which lay a mall baby, then he heard a voice from the corner of the bed room pay, "Don't hurt my baby." David 'ooked around and there he saw a young woman who was almost starved and very beautiful. She looked up and said. "Have you anv rood with you? Even if it is but a few crumbs, the baby will not. starve." David hunted through his pockets and found four crackers lie had taken with him. These he handed to the woman. "Here," h; said, "this is all I have, but that, will help you till you may get some more. The young woman looked puzzied. "My dear boy," she said, you have saved our lives for a while, but do you know that whosoever gets into this castle never gets out?" David only laughed and said "Never mind, do not worry about that, my good woman, I shall investigate tomorrow and if there, is any way to get out we will," The next morning when David woke he found the door he had come in was open. Then he told the young woman to wait and probably they would get out. He soon found the way out very easily, so he went back and got the woman and baby and David went his way home and the young woman went hers. When he got home, he told his father the whole story. His father looked partly happy and somewhat puzzled. He looked at hi.s son and said. "You have done a brave deed, my son, but remember never go there again. These words he obeyed. DELOURIS CRAIG. Grade 7, Cambridge City Public school.

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NINETY BOYS PLAN Y GARDENCLUB WORK Ninety boys are enrolled for, the garden club work with Mr. Terry Wilson, boy's secretary of the Y. M. C. A. The lots decided upon are on Eighth and Southwest A streets and South Seventh and J streets, and they are waiting to be plowed. The man is waiting to plow them, too, but old Mr. Weatherman does not think he should allow them to be plowed yet. Mr. Wilson said Wednesday that boys desiring garden work should send in their application to him, as there are always some lots abandoned by boys who are forced to give up the work, and these lots will be given out in order to th applicants on the waiting list. CAN FISH HEAR? No, although It does have earlike organs. A fish is extremely sensitive to pressure in the water. BOYHOOD STORIES OF FAMOUS MEN Henry W. Longfellow Dear Papa: I have been to school all week and got only seven marks. I shall have a billet next Monday. I wish you to buy me a drum. Henry W. Longfellow. When Henry's father came back from Boston he brought the drum. Henry unwrapped it with eagef fingers and, oh, how proud he was of it! It was larger and had brighter colors than the other boys' drums. But Henry did not like noise. He did not beat his drum. Just to hang it up, where he could look at it and admire it, was pleasure enough for him. Perhaps It wa3 his love for beauty . rather than noise that made Henry W. Longfellow a great poet. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper. GIRLS DISCOVER AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR Far out in the west stood a mansion home owned by Mr. David Lincoln. , His only niece, Jean Lincoln, received aa invitation to visit his farm for the summer. Joan delighted to get the invitation, was eager to be off at once for she had always lived in the city of Chicago. In three days time she arrived at the foot of the hill on which stood her uncle's farm. He took her to the barn and showed her all about it. She thought it would be fun to play Ring and queen In the haymow. So she did and Mr. Lincoln went back to the farm house. The next day Jean was in the hay when she saw a little girl come into the barn who spoke to her very friendly. She said she lived not far away and her name was Alice Wilkins. After Alice came up the two became very good friends and promised to play the next day. Jean told her uncle that she had a new play-mate and they were going to play in the hay-mow tomorrow. Bright and early the next morning they were ready lor play. Jean took Alice to the barn up in the hay-mow where they found a trapeze. They were having a very happy time when suddenly their play was Interrupted by a tapping on the stairs. Jean said, "Could it ba a ghost?" "I'm afraid," said Alice, let's call your Uncle David." "Uncle David, Uncle David!" they cried. Mr. Lincoln came running out wondering what could be the matter. And what do you suppose it was? Nothing but a baby calf trying to get up the stairs. By Evelyn Carr and Ellen Bartel, Vaile School. HCW ABOUT YOU? Of 101 newsboys in Wichita. Kansas .present at a recent banquet, 47 had bank accounts.

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