Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 205, 9 July 1921 — Page 15

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, JULY SC 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. Ail 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 Pallaaium 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: Some ideas are Just like roses, lovely and very desirable to have if you are careful about handling them. None of the rose-growers, not even our own much admired Mr. Hill, of Richmond, have found a way of growing roses without thorns and sometimes it happens that the finest roses have the biggest and "stickiest" thorns. Hut could we ever bring ourselves to part with roses just because they have thorns? Of course we could not. One of the rights which the leaders of our country, when it was very young, claimed for all the people who live within its boundaries, was free speech, the right to speak freely what one thinks and believes without the danger of punishment from those who do not think the same way. This right is a splendid one and one we should cherish oven though often it seems to be more of an ideal, or a dream which we believe will "come true" in the future than a reality, or something which is now true. And do you know that the time when the dream of freedom of speech will como true in our country largely rests with ourselves, every one of us who claims to be a United States citizen? Speech should be what we honestly and unselfishly believe after thinking over a subject just as well as we know how. If we would all think out our plans and beliefs, always searching for one thing, simply the Truth (we put its Sunday bonnet on this word becnuse it is so important) of the subject and then if wo spoke in a friendly way without any ugly thoughts in our minds about the person who thinks so differently from us free speech would be what it should be, more of a splendid benefit than a danger. One time I heard two juniors talking about a certain book. One liked it and the other didn't. After a little talk about it, one junior said, "Well, if vou don't like it, you're crazy, that's all." The other junior retorted, "Anybody's bats that'd like that book." That was freedom of speech all right, but without any benefit to either junior. If one had said "One reason why I'm so crazy about the book is because Jack whom the story is about, lives in Alaska, and my uncle lived there for three years and has told me many stories about the Indians, traders find Eskimos of that country and about glaciers and things, and the things Pack does all sound like some more of Uncle Had's stories Here, for instance, where Jack takes that surprise journey to Nome. I like that and the story of Bud's bravery is common among the Alaskan dogs." Perhaps then the other junior would have said, "Oh. I see, tell me some more of the things your uncle told you. I will read it again. Mebbe (we are sure he wouldn't have said Maybe) I'll like it better after I know more about it." That is quite another kind of free speech isn't it? It takes courage for a person to say what, he honestly thinks, especially when the crowd thinks differently. Right now in the senate a senator from New Jersey with the holiday sounding (at least it sounds that way to me) name of Frelinghuysen, has been brave enough to tell a great many things he has learned about a combination of the biggest coal operators in the country to keep up the price of coal. If all that he says is true, his courage in speaking of this in the United States senate will be a big service and help to the public. Freedom of speech is a wonderful right to the people of any nation and worth fighting for, providing the speech itself is worth the freedom it enjoys. " That last sentence Is something like a riddle isn't it? It makes mo think of some of old Merlin's riddles:

"Rain, sun and rain! and the free blossom blows. Sun, rain and sun! and where is he who knows? From the great deep to the great deep he goes." All riddles may be guessed though, if they are true ones. Good-bye for this time. Aunt Polly.

HINTS IN CHOOSING SUMMER CAMP SITE

The, wise camper begins to keep his eyes peeled for a camping

ground at least an hour before it

begins lo grow dark.

Essentials of a good camp site

are: A fairly high, level place,

shado trees, plenty of fuel and

water.

if the tent is pitched so that the

door faces west it will give the

camper the advantage of the fine

weather winds, the marvelous sun

sets and security from water in his tent, should the wind swing to the

east and blow up rain. A slight hollow filled with dry

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leaves and grass makes a snlendid

spot for a tent if you are sure of

continued lair weather. If camping for one night only, you can camp right among the trees, but if you are camping for a week or more, the tent should be beyond the drip from the leaves or the canvas will become streaked and stained and eventually perforated.

CAN YOU GUESS THESE? 1. Forwards or backwards read my name. A girl you'll find, me, the very same. Rut add a letter, strange tho true, And a man I then appear to view. 2. "I am held in a cave pit." Such was tho message found in a crumbling old stone house. There is one word missing in this strange note. Combine the last two words in tho proper way and you will find it. Answers are published elsewhere in this week's Junior. ANSWER TO LAST WEEK'S PUZZLE It is raining everywhere, on the ground and in the air. Mary Jane Kruse and Ellen Kluter.

WHO IS HE?

A British admiral (Last week's : Baden Powell, of the English Boy Scouts.)

Boyhood Stories of Two Famous Frenchmen

Joseph Joffre "What have you hid behind that pile of books?" asked the visitor, pointing to a desk which was walled In by books. "Oh, that is Joseph Joffre, one of my best pupils," answered the school master smiling. "When the boys and girls begin to whisper or cut up capers, Joseph stacks up his books so lie can't see them, otherwise they would turn his attention from his history and arithmetic lessons." This shutting away the unimportant things to make way for the important one3 Is still a characteristic of General Joffre, "Savior of France," and "Hero of the Maine."

What Is the Pantheon? The Pantheon at Paris is a beautiful building which Is now used as a memorial hall to the great men of France. The inscription over the front of the building is "Aux grands homines la patrie reconnaissante." The building was completed in 1790 and the corner stone was laid by Louis XV. Gieat writers, artists, chemists, astronomers, generals, statesmen, are honored in this memorial building. It is being decorated Inside by paintings and other works of art of national and historical character.

Georges Guynemer In France, the favorite game of the school boys Js "La petite guerre," meaning in English, "The little battle." Georges Guynemer was always chosen leader In this game because he had the enthusiasm, quickness

of eye and motion, and daring spir

it which were needed to play it

successfully.

He possessed the spirit of a true

soldier. When he was quite small lie would coax his father to take

him for a walk and he always managed to go past the 6tatue of Joan of Arc who was his Ideal of courage and daring. In the world war Georges Guynemer was the greatest of all aviators; he was an ace with 54 aeroplanes and 215 combats to his credit. He was called "The winged sword of France," and "The knight of the air." All France mourned when it learned that he was killed in an attack. A tablet was erected to his memory In the Pantheon.

Racing Pigeons. Tigeon flying is a great fad with the miners of Wales. A racing pigeon has been known to attain a speed of 80 miles an hour, CO being a very common rate. Homing pigeons instinctively fly high on a big race. This instinct Is a true one, for, as every aviator knows, the higher the flight, the less the resistance of the air.

JIM'S DIARY Told in Pictures

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Some Houses that Seem Like Toys The houses of most lands are tall. And made of stuff that will not fall. The houses of the Japanese Are not a bit like one of these. The roofs are thatched, or made of tiles, And often shaped in curving styles. The walls are paper (though quite strong) And built so they can slide along. Wooden shutters cover all Tho outside of each paper wall. All day, the front is open wide. So passers-by can see inside. To many, many girl3 and boys These houses seem a lot like toys. Christian Science Monitor.

QUESTION BOX

The editor will try to answer questions readers of the Junior submit to her. She will not promise to answer all of them. The questions will bo answered In rotation, no do not expect the answer to be printed In the same week In which you send your question.

Dear Aunt Polly: What is the best kind of automobile ever made? N. M. Dtar N. M.: Trying to name tho "best" in anything usually brings trouble. Long, long ago, bo the story goes, three goddesses took a notion they wanted some one to say who was the most beautiful. And when Paris, who was just a human being, made the decision, he made the rejected two very angry, of course. And that started a long and terrible war, called the Trojan war. Of course, there would not be a war if I tried to say which is the very best kind of an automobile, but really I do not think that has ever been decided. Some kinds are especially good speedsters, some hill climbers, some can stand a longer period of steady use, some take less gasoline, some are lighter and more easily handled, some have more powerful engines than others, and some are better for the price than other cars offered for the same price. Marmon, Packard, Pierce Arrow and Stutz cars stand very high as American-made cars. Very fine cars, it is said, are made in Franco and Italy, and several very good cars, the Davis and the Pilot are

made right here in Richmond. The

Ford ranks very high as a lowpriced car. The very best car, however, I do not think ha3 ever been voted upon. Aunt Polly.

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Dear Aunt Polly: What is the most precious stone there is? N.M. Dear N. M.: Beyond all doubt, so says the book I asked about your question, the most precious stone is the ruby. Such fun as I had reading that book! It told so

many, many stories old, old stories about precious Jewels. I knew that in Arabian Nights and Alladln, and, oh, so many, many fairy stories, jewels played an important part, but I did not know what ro-. mantic lives jewels led until I began to read this book and think about it. Stories are told about the ruby as long ago as 500 B. C., and they probably were regarded as precious long, long before that. Ancients thought of the ruby as the symbol of everything that is most precious. The idea is proved by the use of it as a word to describe something precious in old legends

and history, as, for example, it is very often used in the Old Testa

ment. The ruby, which perhaps

has the best liked shade of red, is

the pigeon blood ruby, which comes

from Burma, India. One of the

finest pigeon blood rubies ever seen is the Gnaga Boh, or tho Dragon Lord, which weighed 20 carats when cut. This stone was

given to an old Hindu king, so tho story goes. Anoter story is told

of a king of Bermu who had a per

fectly cut ruby the size of a pig

eon's egg which he wore as an cardrop. Wouldn't you liked to have seen him and the ruby? I would.

Aunt Polly.

Flowers Go to Sleep. Butter-cups and daisies are only

two of the many wild flowers that

close their petals and drop their

heads at the approach of night