Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 199, 2 July 1921 — Page 16

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, JILY 2, 1921

SEVASTOPOL VICTOR OVER EAST GROUNDS TUESDAY AFTERNOON

Tuesday afternoon on the South Twenty-second street playground

the Sevastopol team forced the

Twenty-second street team to accept the little nd of a 16 to 2

score in a Major League baseball

game. The batting of Ralph Sev

erence was a big factor in Sevastopol's victory. Other players who played especially good ball for the winning team were Wilbur Eubank,

George Coner and Herman Mitchell The lineup of Sevastopol's Major League team is as follows: Wilbur Ewbank, catch. Georgfl Boner, pitch. Wilbur Williams, first base. Melville Harris, second base. James Mulligan, third base. Herman Mitchell, shortstop. Emmett Swallow; left field. Ralph Severence, center field. Hud Ewbank, right field. Subs. Lloyd Yager, at second base; Arthur Fisher, center field; Ralph Steele, left field, and Benny Ryan, right field. The lineup for the Indoor baseball team follows: Melville Harris, catch. Emmett Swallow, pitch. Charles Thomas, shortstop. Bud Ewbank, first base. Bud McNew, second base. Ralph Severence, third base. Herman Mitchell, left field. Ray McConaha, center field. William Swallow, right field. Subs David Hewell, Buster Long, Albert Steele.

LEARN FREEDOM'S STORY Dear old flag, we honor you! Our love for you is strong and true. Emblem of the free and brave, Life we'll give, your own to save. Conic stand beneath this flag of glory, And learn of Freedom's wondrous story; You see the red, the white, the blue To all these we must be always true. AU hail to the banner of the free! Hail to our land of liberty! To thee we'll loyal be, and true; Then hail the red, the white, the blue! Anonymous

Liberty Motor Made in Five Days and Nights Success (A True Story of Science.) On May 29th,19t7, two famous mechanical engineers, J. C. Vincent, of Detroit, and E. J. Halt, of Berkeley, California, walked into worn 201 of tht New Wlllard hotel in Washington, and locked the door They had come at the request of the United States government, for the purpose of designing a highpower airplane motor satisfactory to the American army abroad. Mr. Vincent and Mr. Hall carried in with them drawings ofall sorts of aviation motors, in use at that time. They decided to combine the best features of these different motors, and make a motor far better than any one of them. For five days and nights they worked. At the end of that time they came out with the complete drawings for the Liberty motor. So thorough was their work that the drawings which they provided were changed but little thereafter Six weeks later, on July 4th, the first of these motors was In an airplane and was actually flown. On the day that the Armistice was signed, 15,131 12-cylinder Liberty motors had been built and delivered. They had a total of 6, 052,000 H. P. six times the horse power of Niagara Falls. Beyond question, this was America's biggest single war achievement, in the field of science and invention. Other great machines and other remarkable Inventions have been made under the pressure of nocessity, but never was necessity more truly or more quickly the "Mother of Invention" than in the creation of the Liberty motor. An airplane motor must be capable of running at a tremendous speed for long periods of time.

At the same time it must have the greatest horse power with the least weight. When the first 12-cylinder Liberty motor passed a successful fifty-hour test, on August 25, 1917 it delivered from 301 to 320 H. P. Later the motor was "stepped up" to 440 H. P. Yet it weighed only 880 pounds, one horse power to every two pounds of metal. Remember, that an engine of 60 H. P. is a giant among automobiles motors. Compare this with 440

and you will see what a tremendously powerful creation the Liberty motor Is.

FOR THAT PICNIC ON JULY FOURTH

Olive Sandwiches Brown and white bread, cut in very thin slices makes a pleasing appearance by contrast and taste good too. The butter should be creamed, so that it will spread better. Use chopped up nuts and cut-up olives mixed with cream cheese, or jam, or jelly for filler. Cheese Nut Sandwiches Spread a slice of bread with pimento cheese. Sprinkle a thick layer of finely chopped unt meats over it. Lay a leaf of lettuce on the nut, and salt lightly. Then put another slice of bread, this one buttered, on top. Cut the sandwich diagonally in half. Banana Sandwich Force three or four ripe bananas through a sieve. Mix into the pulp four teaspoonsful of lemon juice. Sweeten the mixture with sugar to suit your taste. Beat the white of an egg to a stiff froth and add to the banana pulp. Spread It between slices of bread. Fig Sandwiches Chop up about a half pound of figs. Stew them in enough water to cover for about fifteen minutes. While they are stewing add a half cupful of sugar

and two tablespoonsful of lemon juice. After the figs have been stewed, put them through a coarse sieve and when the mixture is cold spread it between buttered slices of bread.

Crusaders' Class Enjoys Bacon Bat The Junior Crusaders' class of the First Presbyterian Sunday school class, had a bacon bat at Glen Miller park, Thursday morning, June 23. After breakfast and games, a business meeting was held. The election of officers for next quarter was as follows: President, Wm.

Campfield; Vice president, Chas Wagner; Secretary, Robert Gen nett.

A motion v. as carried that we

have an executive committee, Geo. Toh r waa elected chairman. Each officer then made an excellent

speech.

A motion was carried to af-k Mr. Campfield to teach the class while

Miss Scott is away.

The chairman of the executive committee appointed Wm. Campfield and Robert Gennett to serve

on his committee.

A motion was carried that we send away for class pins and when

anyone earns a pin, the rest of the class pays for it. After which we adjourned.

War Souvenirs Seeing an article in an issue of "Lone Scout" on a collection of war souvenirs I thought I would write about mine: First, I have about thirty different battalion budges, which I have mounted on a shield covered with green felt. Among these arc the badges of the SHtli Koval Ottawa Battalion, the 77th Ottawa and the famous 22nd French - Canadian Battalion of Montreal. Besides these, 1 have the 68th Ueglna and the 140th Manitoba Battalion badges. I have one Italian star which Is worn on the collar of the Italian uniforms. I also have numerous numbers and letters, but nltho I keep these, I collect only cop badges. Next, comes a fJerman kit-bag and gas mask. The kit-bag Is of heavy black canvas and was brought from Imrnistadt by my brother, where he was held a prisoner. It Is capable of Molding about twice as much as the ordinary Canadian kit-bag. Some Belgian and German coins, together with some Belgian, French and German uniform buttons, complete my collection. I-one Scout tiny Oolborne, Ontario, Canada.

ENTERTAINMENT FOR PARENTS PLANNED AT WARNER PLAYGROUND Parents will be invited by the children of the Warner school playground to an entertainment which they will present sometime during the month of July. A little drill and a playlet named "Coonville Chorus" will be presented. The girls will make their own crepe paper dresses for this play and will begin sewing on them next week.

When Dad Was a Boy and Today

NUMBER PUPiLS ON INCREASE IN BIBLE SCHOOL FIRST WEEK

"Come on, Frances, and join the Bible school; it's fine!" a junior girl was overheard to say to a friend, last week. This is the general feeling of the boys and girls who are attending

the daily vacation Bible school these days. One boy said ho was going to bring the boy who lives next door to him, and many others thought of friends they would like to bring to such interesting and instructive classes. Monday was the first day of this school, which will meet five mornings a week for three weeks. The clases meet in the Olivet Morton Senior High school under the princlpalship of Professor N. C. Heironinms. Twelve very interested teachers have charge of the teaching in the different grades. Chapel is held every morning in the auditorium. In addition to this and the regular classes, music is taught each day by Mrs. Ora Stegall and recreation periods are held, those for the boys being directed by Mr. Perry Wilson, boys' secretary of the Y. M. C. A., and Mr. L. H. Lyboult; and those for the girls under the leadership of Mrs. Stegall. The hours of the school are from 8 to H o'clock.

BOY SCOUT FIRST AID SAVES LIFE OF YOUNG CANADIAN SPORTSMAN

His first aid training as a boy scout and his inborn pluck saved the life of Freddie Wade, 16 year old boy of Renfew, a town near Ottawa, Canada. While on a duck shooting expedition, Freddie endeavored to pull a shotgun towards him from the bottom of a canoe when a duck sud

denly rose before him. The gun was discharged and the full charge entered his right arm at the elbow.

With remarkable grit, young

Wade tore his shirt to pieces and, remembering his boy scout training, made a tourniquet to staunch the flow of blood. He bore the long

journey to this city for hospital

treatment with rare pluck. At the

hospital it was found necessary to amputate the arm at the elbow. Hospital physicians declare that Freddie's first aid training undoubtedly saved his life, as otherwise he would have bled to death on tho long trip to tho city.

"TELL THE TRUTH"

A Fish Story Written Especially for the Junior Palladium

By William Dudley Foulke

We started from Watch Hill at six o'clock. Thexlay was a fine one and even the shabby little tug which was to take our party of twenty to the fishing banks did not look half so miserable as it really was, the air was so bracing and the sky so clear. In about two hours we rounded Montauk Point, which, with its solitary white light house, extends far Into the ocean at the extreme east end of Long Island. We called to a schooner anchored on the banks, for more bait, for although we hadn't caught anything yet we knew that we soon should. A little fisherman with a big head and body but short legs and short arms rows alongside and givea us all we want, with a smile that says, "you'll never need it." We come to anchor nearby and cast our lines, but there Is ont a bite. We see the men In the schooner drawing in great quantities of fish and .enviously wish we were on board their boat." But soon a yell goes up from the rear end'of the tug. "First fish," triumphantly cries Smith as he lands a fine sea bass. "Twins," cries the colonel as he pulls up a small couple, one fish on each of his two

hooks. Then somebody pulls up a sKate and then a fellow at the stern pulls at a great mass of something which turns out to be a shark, which bites off the hook just as somebody screams for the gaff to land him with. Then there Is a shout for the gaff in another quarter and a man pulls at some huge object. Th$ gaff Is plunged into the side of the monstert but he turns out to be, not a shark nor a whale but a huge flounder and he twists and dances about the deck for awhile amid great excitement: Soon the schooner which has been lying at anchor quite near us, pulls up her anchor, a man climbs out on her bowsprit, another mounts to the top of the mast and they go prospecting for a sword fish. Pretty soon we see them pointing and notice signs of excitement. Then we see a large object lying in the water; the man at the bow hurls a huge harpoon and the others toss a cask in the

waves to mark the spot. Soon a small boat

is lowered which rows rapidly toward the cask. The monster writhes in the water and makes for the boat, attempting to run Its sword through the side. Soon we see the boatmen struggling with the huge fish. At first it escapes but after a while a rope is tied about its tail and it is towed to the schooner and hoisted on board. Then a crafty thought takes possession of us; we will buy that swordfish, cast lots for the honor of having harpooned it, take it back to tho hotel in triumph and tell a fish story of some size. So we yell to the schooner and Inquire as to the market price for sword fish. "Eighteen dollars" cries the harpooner. He conies on board and brings the big fellow with him, a fish with a sword a yard long and big eyes each one nearly as large -as your fist. But tho design of claiming the capture for ourselves seems too fishy, we fear that even those who have the utmost confidence in us will begin to doubt if we attempt to put over such a story as this, so we give up the idea, and go back to our fishing. Deep sea fishing is exciting when you commence it, but after you have been at work two or three hours and become acquainted with all the varieties, it is rather monotonous. To haul up a flounder or a

bass is much like pulling up a ham. The skate is a curious fish at first and somebody has said you must not touch him because he stings, and you look him over and wonder which part of him does the stinging, but when the captain tells you that, he does not sting at all, your interest in the matter is at an end. Then a school of mackerel comes along and part of us throw away our sinkers and pull them In as fast as wo can throw out the lines. We can see them swimming about the boat by thousands, brilliant colored, striped, beautifully shaped, and they bite as soon as the bait strikes the water. Pretty soon a dog fish is hauled in, bright steel gray, with face like a hound. He is tangled up with a network of lines, almost everybody having contributed to his capture. The skipper tells us wonderful tales of the litter of puppies produced by

this animal and we begin to whistle to see if we can't bring up others from the vasty deep. Then a huge flounder is landed who bites viciously so that the captor has hard work to disengage him from the hook. We catch sea robins which have fins so large that they look like red wings, but these we throw back in again. Small fish go by us in dense swarms so black that you cannot see through them and mackerel follow, eager to seize them and to grab the stragglers. Sea gulls ride and sink with every long swell and seize what prey they can, anil so the great work of nature's destruction and development goes on with man the greatest destroyer of all. But the shadows grow longer on the cliffs of the promontory of Montauk. Our lunch was ample but it is insufficient for such appetites as ours. We will miss supper if we do not break off, so at half past four we steam away for home with a tale of about 400 mackerel, 1G0 sea bass and 26 flounders besides an assorted variety of lobsters, perch, dogfish, skate, robin-fish and other grotesque creatures which count for nothing. On the way home we brace up on the matter of that sword fish. If we all tell the same story maybe we can make the folks believe that we actually did catch him ourselves. We found out that the man who caught him was named Clark and we have a Mr. Clark in our own party so it was moved and unanimously carried that Mr. Clark caught the sword fish. Clark agrees to give a vivid description of the manner in which he smote the monster with the gaff as he passed by us, and the subsequent hairbreadth escape of the boat's crew when they tried to haul hint in. We feel sure that nobody can dispute the testimony of twenty reputable men and that we shall return home clothed with glory and honor. So we hoist him by his tail up the flag staff, we dispose of the rest of the catch in the most impressive way on the deck, and we begin tooting the whistle while we are still a mile away from the wharf to attract as much attention as possible. A crowd Is collecting, we see them pointing to our sword

fish with wonder and admiration; we are to be the heroes of the place and with this aureole of approaching glory already in fancy .around our heads we steam up in triumph to the wharf. But we were soon in the depths of humiliation. The trouble began right at the pier. Brewster's small boy was hanging over tho end and shouted to his father in a most disrespectful way, "How much did you pay for it?" Brewster answered, "Caught him ourselves." "Too thin," said the small boy, "that's what you said last summer about the shark." But we tried to pass the matter off and not notice the boy. There is always a time in the life of boys when they are a holy terror to all around them. Brewster's boy was just that age. So we got a wagon to

haul the swordfish to the hotel and everybody admired him. Hale, the proprietor, was the only one who tried to throw cold water on us. He said the fi.sh wouldn't weigh more than sixty pounds but one of our party promptly made a bet that he would weigh a hundred and we put him on the scales and he tilted the beam at 126. So we got even with Hale for his meanness. But the people around had a morbid curiosity for particulars as to his capture. Wo talked to them extensively as to the other fish, but it was only that swordfish which interested them How did he come up? Where did you first see him? What did Clark strike him with? JIow did the gaff make such a big hole in his side? Who put the rope around his tail? and so on for an hour. Most of us did our best. We stood manfully to the agreement. But one or two faint-hearted fellows looked doubtful and they spoiled the whole business. Then one man said he was hauled over the right side of the boat and another said he was hauled over the left side, while spine one else talked about a harpoon. Finally when a lady announced that the captain of the tug said we paid eighteen dollars for him, the whole thing collapsed. If that captain thinks he can ever charter his tub of a boat to any in that hotel for the next five years let him come and try it.