Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 217, 23 July 1921 — Page 14

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, TUB RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, JULY ?3, 1921 ,

LITTLE STORIES from EARLHAM MUSEUM

Skeleton of Extinct Mammoth Beaver, Only known One of Kind in World.

The Extinct Beaver Another skeleton of great inter est Is that of it mammoth beaver It was found in the southern part of Randolph county, not far from where Dart of the mastodon was found. Thirty-one years ago a man named Collins was digging a aitcn and found the beaver's bones. Thev were buried under six or eight feet of soil, sand and silt. As soon as Joseph Moore (who then had charge of the museum) heard about these bones, he drove to the place,, and bought them of the man. Immediately he coated them with oil, for be knew bones that had been in the earth a long time, as these had been, would crumWe rapidly when they come In contact with the air. The mammoth beaver Is six feet two and one-half inches long, and about twenty-one Inches high. By the side of this large beaver is the skeleton of the beaver of the present day, which Is only about three and one-fourth feet long and about ten inches high. This makes the dimensions of the present-day beaver about half those of the mammoth one, so the mammoth beaver FINLEY NINE WINS OVER WHITEWATER Finley trimmed Whitewater on Monday afternoon at the Twentysecond street playground with the resulting neat score of 10 to 4. The line-up for the victors was as follows: Wcssel, catch; Fitzgfbbons, pitch; Cook, shortstop; Knopf, first base; Korthaus. second base; Rothert, third base; Tibet, left field; Schneider, center field, and Henninger, right field ' A Sad Story. you ever seen "Have weep?" a fly "No. but ball." I have seen a moth .Notice how nice and smooth L Ir-'a hair is of late? After trying all sorts of hair oils he finally resorted to furniture polish to bring out the natural grain in the wood. Red and White, Lake View lligh school, Chicago. Not So Difficult. Inquisitive One "Do you find al gebra hard?" Freshman "No; but my ans- . wers are too original to suit my teacher." Mother: "Raymond, did you thank Mr. Carr for taking you out for a ride"! Raymond: "Yes, mother, 1 thanked him, but 1 didn't tell you because he said: 'Don't mention it.'" Sure of That Teacher "Henry, if you had three apples and some one gave you five more, what would you have?" Henry "I guess I'd have a pain in my stomach." Topics of the Day Films. Never judge a boy's heart by the size of his feet. "Yellow and Blue." Waller H. S. Chicago. Behind the Curtain "Hey, what mashed this moun tain out of shape?" "A cloud fell on it," explained the scene shifter. Clifford Gomez I saw you sitting between two fat men on the trolley car this morning. Weren't you nearly squeezed to death? Selwyn Powers Oh, I didn't have room to complain.

Just for Fun

Is about eight times as large as the one of the present day. The mammoth beaver Is now extinct, and thl3 is the only one in the whole world complete enough to be mounted. This means that some of the most unusual things may be found near home. Beayers Sacred to Indians - If you have read the Last of the Mohicans, you may remember that at one time the father of Cora and the father of Uncas got Into the house of one of the present day beaversto get away from the Indians? The beavers were sacred to the Indians, so they would not bother the men there. The book said the house was about four feet high. If the extinct beaver built a house as much larger than the house of the modern beaver as its body is larger than the body of the modern beaver, it built a house about eight feet high and probably had a capacity for many more men. A modern beaver's borne looks something like the shape of an Eskimo's; so if the mammoth bea

ver made homes as the modern beaver does, a village of mammoth beavers would look something like an Eskimo village set In or near the water. Perhaps the ancient beavers ate bark, grass, and twigs, which grew in the marshes near the village as the present-day beavers do. Beaver Makes a "Perhaps" Speech .11 1 could write as Aunt Polly can, l might have the beaver talk in the way she had the mastodon: 3 pea it last ween, i win not try any such thing, but I might guess what would be on a beaver's mind. When a young beaver, he might have said, "I like this village we live in, with its wood and mud houses. "I love to play In the water and bark at the animals that come down to the water's edge to have a drink. "I am glad the age of the big snakes Js over and that lizards eighty feet long and fifteen feet high is gone. "It is a good thing there aren't any more of those big flying fish with teeth, for they might get me. I am afraid enough when - the big mastodon comes down and gets stuck in the mud. They tell me he hasn't sense enough to turn around and march away, as the deer does, but he just flounders on and gets in deeper until he is fast. Then he starves to deaTh. It is only then that I am no longer afraid. But the gentle deer with his kind eyes I do enjoy. I never bark at him." And so the conversation might run. Next time you visit the museum come to the third case on the north side and finish the conversation with your own imagination. Allen David Hole, Jr., Junior High school. FINLEY'S PROGRAM OF ACTIVITIES IS FULL Story hours are held for the children of Finley school on Monday and Wednesday afternoons from 1:30 to 3:30. Miss Underhlll tells the stories and helps the children to act them out. This week Grimm's fairy stories were told and acted, and next week the stories will be from Roosevelts Travels in Africa. Children on this playground are planning a little play to be given soon for the entertainment of their parents and friends. Basketry was begun this week on this playground. RINGS AND BASKETS TO BE MADE NEXT Indian rings will be made by the children on all of the playgrounds next week. Baskets of reed and raffia of var-. long kinds, are being eagerly made on several of tho playgrounds. Those grounds that have not yet begun the basket work on account of lack of supplies will probably begin next week, Mr. Slocum, di rector of playgrounds announced Wednesday. - Possibly, too, the girls who like to pitch horseshoes may form teams for this activity.

B. B. Schedule for Week is Announced

The schedule for next week's baseball games to be played by the playground teams follows: Minor League Games. Monday, July 25 Warner vs. Finley at the Atlas grounds. Tuesday, July 26 Sevastopol vs. Whitewater at Whitewater. Thursday, July 28 Whiewater vs. Twenty-second at Twenty-second. Major League Games. Wednesday, July 27 Sevastopol vs. Whitewater at Twenty-second. Friday, July 29 Whitewater vs. Twenty-second at Twenty-second. BASKET MAKING AND STORIES IN NEW GROUND Play and work Is getting well organized in the South Tenth street park. Basketry in reed and raffia is proving very attractive and popular work under the direction of Miss Olive Webster. Story hours which Include both the telling and the dramatization of stories are held every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon from 3 to 4 o'clock. Teams In Newcombe ball for the girls, and baseball will be organized next week. WARNER'S STORY HOUR Weekly story hours for the chil dren of Warner school are held on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons from 1:30 to 3:30. Miss Underbill tells tho stories and assists the children in dramatizing them. Basket -making Is interesting both boys and girls of thi9 playground and the work is progressing nicely. THE FEARLESS EDITOR "That stuck-up thing I hate him," exclaimed Marjorie Mathews, as she cast a shy sidelong glance at Sonny Dunbar. Sonny was an independent daredevil, disliked and admired. "Believe me,' 'he often boasted, "I'm going to be an editor when II grow up. I won't be afraid to say what 1 tliink. They won't buffalo me." "How interesting," commented the cool Marjorie Mathews. "If you are such a strong character, why don't you go down town and try editing the paper a week or two. Then we'll believe you." Sonny Does It. "Well, I could do it, all right." "Very likely, but I'll bet you're afraid to try." "Afraid!" Sonny couldn't stand that word. "Say, I'm going down and get a job as editor, and when I get it, I'm going to telephone you from my office to prove it." "All right, I'll wait for the can." Sonny wasn't a piker. That afternoon he went down and asked to be editor of the paper lor a week. He Gets the Job. "Well," commented the interest ed editor whose position Sonny was seeking, "we'll have to give you a try first. Suppose you come in at 3 o'clock this afternoon. You can be editor till five. , Then we'll know more about you. If anybody comes In to call, you can interview them." At two minutes after 3 Sonny, from his private office issued his first order to his secretary. "Call Miss Marjorie Mathews and tell her that I am now editor of this paper." Trouble. A few minutes later the secretary announced "Miss Mathews will call at 4 o'clock. The minutes dragged peacefully on until at 10 minutes to 4, the stairway outside clattered under a mad rush of feet. In burst a man wildly shouting, "Where is the yel low editor of this dirty little sheet? Just let me at him. He can't call roe a blackmailer and a thief. I'll kill him! I'll shoot him!" Inside the office Sonny heard. . Just then, Marjorie Mathews, coming up the street, saw a boy leap down the street pell-mell. ' He almost knocked her over. Why, Sonny, where are you go ing?" But Sonny had already gone. Boys and Girls Newspaper. ,

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THE ENCHANTED FLOWER

, (In Two Parts; Part One.) Once there was a woman who was a witch. She had been married twice and had a daughter whose name was Alice and she also had a step-daughterv whose name was Mary. Mary was very pretty and nice, while Alice very wicked and ugly. Alice and her mother hated Mary because she was beautiful and had planned one night to kill Mary while she was asleep, . but Mary was near and heard what they said, and in the night she slipped on Alice's side and the stepmother killed Alice instead of Mary and she was very angry. Mary was in love with a handsome man and wanted to marry him, so she slipped out that night

THE RED STONE

Part II. By this time he had come to a beautiful winding tower. Here the stairs were hung with beautiful tapestries and pictures. He went up and at the top was a very small tower. It was locked with a small gold key. Without thinking he went straight in. There was a most beautiful girl of about 18 years. He could not understand, so he asked the girl about herself and she1 told him all about herself. At the last she said she was Princess Jean and there was the Red Stone in the chest. She told him that the ones that had taken the Red Stone were the ones that had taken her. She said that they had locked her up in there and would be back in one hour to kill her and take the Red Stone. So Prince Howard got her and the Red Stone together and got away before the robbers came. They saw them go in the house with their weapons with which they expected to kill her. Princess Jean's house was nearer. They went through and when they got there, they found her father was very sick. When he saw his daughter he called for his lawyers and had them change the will to give his kingdom to his daughter and if she would marry Prince Howard, she and he could rule happily ever after. She told him that she would do so. Her father died very happy. The next thing they did was to go to Prince Howard's father and!

tell him their adventure. They did us like twinkling in the stars I the and when they-got there and toldjrapi(1 snaki 0 tnejr KntVauJed ttMl the atmosphere. The

u ov ...,a was very glad to do this. Was It an Indian) Richmond, Ind., July 13, 1921. Dear Aunt Polly: I am sending a story that I made up myself. If you do not think It is all right, do not put it in the Junior. The Indian Once upon a time there was a little girl named Rosalie. She had an older brother named John, and she had a father but not a mother. One day she was in the garden, playing with her brother when she suddenly saw a very curious figure coming towards them through the trees. She paused for a moment in amazement, and then called, "Brother!" "What is it, Rosalie?" said her brother. "What is that?" Look at that awful thing coming towards us." "That is an Indian, Rosalie. eLt U3 run to the house and tell father." So they ran to the house and told their father. "Where is that strange figure you saw, Rosalie" Rosalie looked all around, and then said, "There, father, he is up in that tree." "That is an Indian, Rosalie, coming here to camp. I will get rid of him. Go into the house and do your lessons." Five minutes later their father came into the house. And John asked, "How did you get rid of him, father?" And he said, "It was not an Indian; it was John, the coachman, coming with a red blanket." (The End.) Ethel Bethage, grade 7, Spring Grove, j Pear Ethel: I like your wtory very much. I was so surprised the way It turned out. Aunt Polly. j

and met him at a certain place. They bad just started on their way when he said he had forgotten something and she said, he should go back and get it, but hurry as fast as he could. But on his way he met a beautiful princess and fell in love with her, and forgot about the promise he had made to Mary. And while Mary waited she changed herself into a beautiful flower. ' ' One day as a shepherd was tending his sheep in this field he saw this flower and picked it, he took it home and put it in his drawer not knowing it was. enchanted. Gladys Kettelforder and Leora Johanning.

(Continued next week.) Prince Howard and Princess Jean went back home and were married. The wedding was one of great splendor and the castle was wonderfully decorated for the great occasion. Guests came from far and near, including Prince Howard's father and mother who came from their far-away kingdom to see their son married. They went to Germany on their honeymoon to visit their father's brother who was then king of the Germans. Afterwards they came home and ruled happily for five years, when they heard that King Howard's (as ht was now called) father was dead. They went home for his funeral and he left them his kingdom. After he died they united the two kingdoms and had the Red Stone placed In the king's crown with many other rich Jewels around it. They ruled happily for many years. (The End.) LaVerne Davis, age 13 years, Junior High School. 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 be answered In rotation, so do not expect the answer to be printed la the same week in which you send your question. Dear Aunt Polly: What makes the stars twinkle? L. V. D. rienr T. V T Txn. . 1 1 stars that are nearer the horizon thickesttwinkle more than the ones higher up, anu stars twinkle more In winter than in summer. Whenever the stars twinkle a great, great deal, it means the sky ia upset, so to ppeak, and heavy rains or snows will probably come. Blue stars twinkle most of any of the stars. (They appear to have colors, you know.) And yellow stars twinkle a medium amount and the red stars twinkle the least. It is just like the big bear, the medium-sized bear, and the little wee bear, isn't it j Aunt roily. Dear Aunt Polly: Who made the first violin and when? C. C. Dear C. C: Like almost everything else, it developed instead of being made the first time just as it looks today. Its ancestors are certain kinds of stringed instruments whose history is lost because of their very age, and which were found in many countries. The viola, one of the ancestors of the violin that is most closely related to it, has been found to have lived as early as the eighth century A.D., but how long ago, the ancestors of the modern violin really lived has never been figured out. Violin making was at its height in the sixteenth, seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, and some of, the best ones were made in Cremona, Italy, by Amatl, Stradivari, and Guarnerl. Aunt Polly. Dear Aunt Polly: What is romance?! V. D. Dear L. V. D.: It is the ability to build and to live castles In the air. Romance is something unusual and fanciful, like a fairy story or the Btory of a treasure hum. Of course, one can not LIVE castles in the air, at least, not very long at a time; but they are nice to take a vacation in. Aunt Polly.