Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 170, 28 May 1921 — Page 13

THE JUNIOR RICHMOND 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 aad 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 ono side of the paper,-wiLh the author's name and age signed. Aunt Pplly is always glad to met 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 Juniors: If we would just begin sometime and name all the things which are full of promise, we would know what a wonderful world it is we live in and how much happier it is getting to be all the time. The facts that millions of people in the world talk seriously about a League of Friendly Nations and about reducing the battleships and all the things that are used in war to destroy people and countries, are just like the little winged maple 6eed, tiny now but full of promise. Just as we expect a beautiful, big, shady maple tree will sometime grow from the little airplane seeds, as we might call them, so large groups of people in many countries expect that some day all nations will be friendly and busy in friendly tasks and that there will be no more great wars. Then, too, the truth that many nations are seeing that to take injurious drinks away from within their borders means greater good fortune and happiness for their people and that they are working for this result is another thing that is full of hope. Scotland, Ireland, Sweden, Russia and England are only a few of the nations whose people are now working very hard to bring prohibition laws into their countries. There are so many things that if I tried, I could go on and on forever, but will just speak of a few tings right here in Richmond which I have been thinking of this week, which are full of promise. One of these is the laying of the corner stone for Richmond's new junior high school. Just a foundation with an especially interesting stone in one corner, it doesn't look like very much NOW, does it? And yet it holds the promise of a finer group of citizens in the future than has been because it will be more able to meet the needs of boys and girls who will go there in coming years, eager to learn about what has happened in the world, what is going on and what may happen in the future. The May Festival showed us that Richmond is promised a large number of music lovers, singers and players of instruments if music is developed steadily year by year as fully as in this past year. The Art Exhibit too promises greater understanding and appreciation of beauty as expressed in harmony or line and color. All School Day promises what? A good time, of course! Best of all, it promises a good time with all the boys and girls and their teachers, who have been working together all year. It is a friendly idea as well as one that suggests lots of fun. Perhaps I shouldn't say "lots" but I did, and right here I'll make a promise. I will not use the word "lots" again if I can think of a better one. Your friend, AUNT POLLY.

r More Bird Puzzles Dear Juniors: Here is another list of questions: 1. Name five birds that have white tail feathers. 2. Name three red birds. 3. Name three blue birds. 4. What bird is black and white and has a rod breast? 5. Which is red and has' black wings and tail? 6. Which is red except around the eyes and bill? 7. Which is blue except the bill? 8. Which is black, brown and white? 9. Which is gray and white? 10. Which is reddish brown with a spotted breast? Bird nesting is not at its height yet, but will be on the 14th or 21st of June, when I will write about them? An pssv wnv to build a bird drink ing fountain and bath for birds wll be found in next week's paper, but now I will write the recipe for a good bird food, which almost all birds will eat at least a part of. Drinking fountains will attract more birds in spring and summer than feeding will in winter. Recipe for Bird Food. Two tablespoons rice, 2 tablespoons breakfast food, 1 cup of grains, 1 cup berries, pieces of vegetables and of fruits; enough suet to make it congeal; and other things which are handy and birds like then cook in pan over a slow fire. Have you ever seen a Kingbird chase a crow? A bluejay scold? A catbird mimic other birds? A brown thrasher on the ground? A goldfinch fly? If you haven't, you have missed something. By David Marx, Norwood, Ohio. A FUNNY STORY There were two boys named Johnnie and Frank who wanted to go camping. They bought their tent and other things ready to go, but found they needed some butter. Johnnie weut home and went into the basement to get the butter. His mother called to him and he hid the butter in his hat. His mother said, "Johnnie, come up and sit beside the stove." He came up and sat there awhile and the butter began to run down his face. His mother said, "What is that, Johnnie?" Johnnie said, "Sweat." Richard Smith, 5A, Vaile School.

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Bill Hays' Son Is All Set For Bad Bandits, Too Will H. Hays, Jr. Will H. Hays, Jr., heard about how his father, Postmaster General Hays, was arming the postoffice department to protect the valuable mail from bandits. So Will Jr. armed himself with a pair of boxing gloves, football pants and shin guards and defied the bandits to touch the corner mail box near the Hays home. SCHOOL TRAGEDIES Education in India has always been backward. A new, more con densed, honesfc-to-goodness alpha bet for her boys and girls to study would work wonders in driving illiteracy from the land.

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, MAV 2S, 1021

American Junior in China Describes Eventful Sunday in Village of Kaifeng

The following letter was written to a friend of Juniors living in Richmond, from a little girl, Lois, Seymour, whose father is now teaching in the English department in a state university in Kaifeng, Honan, China. Lois' family have been living in China for a year. Before that her father was professor of languages in the University of Illinois. We are glad to publish it because it is a "close-up" of a bit of life in that great, big, ancient country as a junior sees it: Dear Friend: My! Today has been a wonderful Sunday! I will tell you all about it. For many days we have not had any sunshine, but this morning when I got up I found out that the sun was shiningj That is one famous thing about today. (It is afternoon now). Therefore, as it is so nice, we planned to take a walk out into the country. So, at about half past eight we set out. "We" includes Miss Curtis, a teacher, my father and mother, my brother Laurence, Charles Chang, Frederick Han, and David Wang, pupils, besides myself. The sun was shining brightly and we wore no wraps. After going over the city wall, we set out for a village, (really not much of a village) with a mud wall around it, that the ladies had seen on other occasions. We walked through the heavy sand and sometimes through green wheat fields (the peanut fields are not planted yet) until we finally came to the village. We passed many houses PRINCESS ROWENA Once upon a time in a far away land there lived a beautiful princess, Rowena, by name. Her father called her Rose for before her mother had died the little girl was always pretty and rosy and her hair was as dark as coal. Her daddy, as she called him, kept her dressed in pink, blue or brown. These colors blended with her eyes, cheeks and hair. The little princess grew up to be a beautiful girl. She had many lovers all of whom she cared some for, but one of whom she loved. He was a poor boy who had won the silver cup at a race. One night he came to see her and told her how much he loved her and how sorry he was because he could not marry her. "But why," asked the princess, "can't you marry me?" The boy told her he was but a poor boy and had never thought of asking the king for her hand. "Why! Wrhy! Daddy would give me to you sooner than the prince of Persia," said the princess. As she stopped talking the poor boy thought lie had never beheld such beauty, parted Jips with snow white teeth smiling out and her black hair and brown eyes seemed to shine. He looked at her and smiled. "I will risk it," he said, "for such another beauty as yod could not be found." And so it was that the poor boy married the princess. They had a little babe who was as sweet and loving a little girl as ever lived. Her hair was light and her eyes were large, blue, such was her father's. When she was three years of age her mother disappeared and the child lived with its father and grandmother and grandfather. Messages were sent far and wide for the princess but it seemed as though she was gone forever, and they mourned for her but one day about a month later a woman came into the court. She said she was the princess. They did not believe It but a fairy came and told them to take the woman before the king. As it happened the little girl whose name was Avalon, was sitting on the queen's throne and when the woman was brought before the king the little girl dropped the crown, ran down off the steps of the royal throne and grabbed the woman's dress. "Mother!" she cried. "Mother, where have you been?" And it was proved that the woman was the princess. She had been taken by thieves that lived under ground. When the princess told where they were they; were caught and killed. The princess and her husband lived happily ever after. Ruth Borton, Junior High School.

and while we took pictures of trees and birds, we sometimes accidentally got a figure or the face of some inhabitant. Of course! It is only an accadent (You can tell me how to spell it I don't know). Well! When we reached the village there was a wall around it and we entered it. All the women, men, and children and babies turned out to look at us. We were a regular circus! Men with babies in their arms would poke their heads over the walls of their courtyards and tell the baby to look at us. All of the time our cameras were clicking, which means that we took a few pictures. Two ladies looked out of a door, but when they

I really saw us, one of them closed the door. But, later, I noticed that one of them came outside of her courtyard, into tho one street of the village that we were using for our "circus tent." Then we went on and saw manv other villages and you all about that, but I will mention that we saw many different kinds of ways In which the grape vines are fixed. The inhabitants use sticks for the grape vines to climb up. Some of these sticks are put up so as to shape into arbors; some are in curves, and then the vines are run over them. Finally we started back, and got back about half past eleven. On getting home, all of us emptied our shoes of their burdens, for they were very full of sand that we had collected on our way. But, as I was going to say, on reaching a chair, we noticed that our pictures (photographs) were here from Shanghai, one package for each of the ladies! Then a general misorder was created, while we hunted for scissors, and untied strings and looked for the pictures. Everybody trying to see all at once! My! The pictures we had taken were exquisitely good! We spent all of the rest of that morning in looking and exclaiming over the pictures. This is a wonderful thing, you understand, to have any pictures come from Shanghai, for Shanghai is so very far away that it takes about two months for our pictures to get back. We were all so excited that Laurence and I did A group of "Y" boys went with Mr. Perry Wilson to the Earlham observatory Thursday evening to see the telescope there. Practice for the city Sunday school field meet is coming riht along, according to Mr. Perrv Wil son, who is in charge of the event, i tne boys in each Sunday school are practicing for the different events. The gardens in the piece of ground on the West Side, worked by members of the Garden club are getting well planted now. This lot is located on the corner of South Eighth and A streets. A late garden will be grown on the East Side lot which is on the corner or Sixteenth and E streets. Planting in this lot will be begun Monday. Monday evening Boy Scouts of Troop 5 met in the Association building for a short business meeting after which they enjoyed a short talk by Rev. C. M. Woodman. Following this, the boys went over to the Earlham college campus, where the remainder of the even ing was spent In a general frolic. Wednesday afternoon the members of the Junior Life-Saving class taught by Mr. Thomas P. Wilson, studied the Schaefer method of artificial respiration. Each boy was given a demonstration of the method and then each one took a boy from the middle of the pool, towed him to the side, up over the edge of the pool and then used the newly learned method of artificial respiration on the "victim." GIRL WRITES LETTER ABOUT LOCAL CONTEST Dear Juniors: I am going to tell you about the vacation trip that some of my friends are trying to win. My father told me about it, and I hope you will send in your story. The CaloriC store at 7 South 7th street is offering a free trip to CIn-j clnnatl, any boy or girl in Wayne.

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not finish our dinner, but we ran out into the living room and looked at the pictures again. Wonderful day," eald we, "to bring us so many things!" Then, what do you think! At about half past one, In came the postman with his arms full of mail. Mall! Mail! We had not had any mail for weeks, weeks, weeks! And, my, so much niajl! About twenty letters for the four of. us, and about twenty more for. Miss Curtis. Frederick Han got one loiter. Charlie Chang got another one from America. I got three, Laurence one, and all the magazines in the world came also. My "Youth's Companion" came that I had been wanting for weeks, and everything else came. My! Miss Curtis and my mother got into the mesa and read and read and read for at least one hour. Now they and Laurence have gone out to the city wall to write letters, they said, but I believe they will talk as much as they write. Laurence set out with the "Life of Abraham Lincoln" under his arm to read. My father is playing tennis with the principal of the school and two teachers. So, that is what all of us are doing. Miss Curtis said. "Well, 1 am just swamped," meaning with the mail. And we will have to prolong our vacation that we are having so that we can write letters. We have a five days' vacation, for it is spring, and one day also is for Arbor day. That is our today. Don't you think it is a Sunday to remember? My! But we never had so much in our lives. How very rich we are today! It Is Just perfect out now, the wind is blowing and it is nice and warm. I don't know what you will think of me wasting so much time and paper and writing nothing. But I am certainly a poor writer, but one gets so interested in writing a letter, that he just lets loose and says everything. I believe that this Is the longest letter that I ever wrote during my long, long, life. It is all about one day, too, and must be uninteresting. But it's the best I can do today, for I was swamped also, with so much! Lois Seymour, 11 years old. who lives in Kaifeng. China. county can win the trip. All you have to do is write the best essay about tho CaloriC Pipeless furnace. At Cincinnati, the lucky boy or girl (not over 14 years) will Bee the strange animals at the Cincinnati Zoo, the Kentucky Highlands and many other interesting sights. My father promised to take me to Cincinnati some day, but It would be dandy to win this prize and have the story printed in the Palladium. Why don't you get some of those free books at the CaloriC store, 7 South Seventh, after school. Goldle Martzall. These I uess 1. My hunting dog is a graceful -Writh ears alert at every , And eyes that keenly glance , And feet that scarcely touch the . O'er lofty mount and lowly And fields he runs with fleetest Wherever the bird or hare Is . His worth, untold by pence or , If lost to me how deep the ! (All of the nine omitted words rhyme.) 2. What Is the coldest place In the theater? 3. Spell the names of 10 animals from the following 52 letters: a a a a a b ceeeeeeeffgggh h llikkllmnnnnooooooop rrrrrsttwxy. (Ed. Note: We think affr thia last riddle, we ought to stop for this time.) WHO IS HE? When 18 he wrote his most famous poem. Last Week: William E w a r t Gladstone, former prime minister of Great Britain. Will You Win That Free Vacation Trip to Cincinnati? CaloriC Furnace Contest closes June 10th. If you haven't started your story, come to 7 South 7th St. next Tuesday or write for some free books The CaloriC Store.

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