Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 253, 3 September 1921 — Page 16

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 3, 1921

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BOYS OF KIT CARSON i CLUB PLAN TO MAKE DAN GOODMAN MEMBER "No, fellows, I don't believe it;s because Dan Goodman thinks he is any better than us members of the Kit Carson Club, but I do think he's just sort of well, bashful is the word that expresses what I mean, I guess. Shy, you know. I can't figfue out any other reason why he should refuse to have anything to do with any of us." Ned Fox, chief scout of the Kit Carson Club, was addressing the weekly meeting up in Bill Benson's barn The 10 other members were seated on boxes in a half circle around Ned's table that served as a desk for him and Tom Butterworth, secretary of the club. Ned Makes a Suggestion, "1 walked up to Dan day before yesterday," went on Ned, "and 1 says 'Hello, Dan,' and he says 'Hello' and was going to walk right past me and let it go at that, but 1 grabbed him by the arm and says friendly-like. "How's everything with you, Danny, bl' boy?' All he says, 'Oh, line, thank you,' and pulled away. Well, 1 decided then and there that I wouldn't have anything to do with a stuck-up like him if he wanted to act that way. But My quilt is just itself at night To cover me in Dea, But through the day its friendly ' folds Are many things Instead. Grandmother made it patchwork fine, With lining red and gay. It's jolly, how it seems to fit r Into my nicest play. Sometimes I hoist Its scarlet sail And roam the distant seas; It makes an Indian wigwam Hid beneath the garden trees. A splendid cloak, like Raleigh's . own, I spread it on the ground; Sometimes my kitten treads across, More often skips around. Again it is a bridge I've built, Or Crusoe's lonely land. How games are fun without a quilt I cannot understand.

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since, I've changed my mind, and I've been wondering if we couldn't do Dan a world o' good by getting him" to join this club of ours. Maybe we could help him get over his bashfulness." Ned's Plan. 0 Ned had no sooner finished than Tom Butterworth spoke up. "Sounds like a good idea, but how are we going to interest him in this club if he won't have anything to do with us?" "That's easy enough, I guess," replied Ned. "We'll just send him a note telling him we'd like to have him come along with us on our hike to Roaring Rapids next Saturday. And then we'll send a cmmittee of two of us arotmd to see Dan's mother when he isn't home, and ask her to urge him to come along with us on the trip. When Dan finds his mother wants him to go, I guess he will." Mrs. Goodman To Aid. "Dan's a good scout, I bet, and if

we make mm ieei ai nome on me hike, I'll stake my new hat he'll want to join the club." And so, with the unanimous consent of all the members, Tom Butterworth prepared a note that evening and slipped it Into Dan Goodman's mail box so he would get it the next morning. And a delegation of two, Mike Clifford and Sam Eddleson, were dispatched to the Goodman residence to confer with Mrs. Goodman. Dan Goodman Gets a Note From Members of Kit Carson Club "Dear Dan: "The members of the Kit Carson club cordially invite you to go with them on their bike U Roaring Rapids next Saturday tomorrow", that is. Bring along your grub and be prepared to make a day of it. "I will be over to your house at four this afternoon and will give you more details as to time we will start, etc. Yours truly, Tom Butterworth, . Secretary, , Kit Carson Club." When Dan Goodman opened the Goodman mail box Friday morning and found this note therein, he was surprised. He read it once. Then again. Dan Becomes Suspicious. Kit Carson Club? Why that was the club he had heard Ned Fox and Bill Benson talk so much about. ., ' Again Dan read the note. lie ryrifki N. V. Tribune

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thought a minute. Then his suspicions were aroused. Dan was very studious looking for a young man his age. He wore

! huge tortoise-shell rim " glasses. Thev niade him look owlish. He was thin-cneeked, quite long ana none too fleshy. But he had a good honest lace one that showed him to be Intelligent and fond of lots ot fun and excitement, though a bit sensitive. His Reason for Being Shy. But, having been so very studious ever since he was a small boy, he had been made the butt of many a mean joke. Other small boys didn't seem to take to a studious person. And It was these jokes that made Dan shy at making new acquaintances. Thus, when he read the note for the third time the question that popped into his head was: "What kind of a joke Is this?" He showed the note to his moth-

A PRINCE who PICKED tfr ENCHANTED ROSE

Once upon a time there lived in a forest, a young couple that were newly married. The husband had to work hard in the forest and the woman did the hunting for food. One day a baby girl was born. She had golden hair and blue eyes and was as rair as a lily. The mother and father were prond of their little daughter and took good care of her because she was the only child. 4 Rose was given to these folks by a fairy in the forest. She said if Rose ever cut down a flower in the forest she would disappear.' Rose planted many flowers in the forest and soon afterward all the elves and fairies began to like her because she had trimmed up her home so beautifully. One morning a very old woman came to the door and said, "Will you please give me a few flowers for my baby's grave?" Rose said, "Yes, and I will be glad to." She went in the forest and came back with a bunch of flowers. The: old woman took them and she: changed into the fairy who had! given Rose to the young couple. I The fairy said, "I trust you,' 'and then she disappeared. Rose said, "Mother, why did she say she trusted me?" The mother said, "Don't worry, Rose; she will not take you from me." ' i That night the fairy came to

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er. The evenin. before, while Dan had been down to the grocer's, Mrs. Goodman had received two callers, Mike and Sam. They had told her

they wanted Dan to accompany tue Kit Carsons on the hike Saturday and asuea ner u sue wumuu i ii suaue him to io so. Mother Urgaa Dan to Go. "Of course you're going, Dan," she said, finished reading the note. "I'll get some things to eat tonight so you'll be all ready to start early." "Oh I don't know whether I'll go or not," drawled Dan. "I'd planned something else for tomorrow." "But they were kind enough to ask you, Dan." Dan hemmed and hawed a few minutes. He thought hard. Then "All right, I'll go, I guess." So, when Tom Butterworth came 'round that afternoon, Dan was ready for his instructions. (More next week.) Rose in a dream and told her to be at the foot of the old oak tree, and then she went away. That morning she kissed her mother and father good-bye and she left for the oak tree. When she arrived there she stopped and the fairy touched her on the head. In that spot sprang a beautiful white rose. The fairy told Rose that she would not change back until she had been plucked by a prince. The father went to the king and asked if he would send his son to find his daughter. The Prince left for the forest to see if he could find the beautiful girl. Far off under a spreading oak tree, he saw a beautiful white rose. He said, "I will pull that rose first." ' So he pulled the rose first and kissed it. There stood a beautiful young girl. It was Rose. Rose andthe prince were married and lived happily ever alter. Treva D. Mackey,6A grade, Warner school. SHOULD TAKE A CHANCE "Grandma, can you help me with this problem?" "I could, dear, but I don't think it would be right." "No, I don't suppose it would, but have a shot at it and see." London Mail. By Briggs

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In honor of Paul and Helen Harper on the occasion of their thirteenth and eleventh birthdays, a party was given last Saturday at their home, 209 Richmond Avenue. Ophelia roses and decorations, carrying out a pink and blue color scheme, were used through the rooms for the occasion. Games and contests were played during the afteinoon by the guests. Refreshments were served in the dining room which ras also decorated in pink and blue. Two large birthday cakes were on the dining table, which was lighted by pink and blue candles and decorated with Ophelia roses. Favors were pink and blue baskets of confections. The guests were: Miss Mildred Phenis, Miss Tauline Harmon, Miss Edith Hollarn, Miss Mabel Suits, Miss Bernice Goebel, Miss Ruth Roland, Miss Ruth Guyer, Miss Doris Guyer, Miss Helen Harper; Charles Adams, Charles Rogers, Roland Chamberlain, Joe Sheldon Locke, Kenneth Thornburg, Robert, Dickinson, Harold Siiits, Charles Edward Jordan and Paul Harper. NEW MEMBERS IN TROOP 5 SCOUTS Four new members were taken in Troop 5 in its regular weekly meeting, Monday evening, August 29, and they were Immediately given their Tenderfoot tests. The new members were Harold Green, George . Haywood, Dudley Cartwright. Ten more applications have been received for membership in this troop and will be acted, upon soon. New patrol leaders were decided upon Monday evening. Present patrol leaders are: Wnml Plfroon nutinl Charles' I . . w - . . . . - - i - 1 Weaver, leader; Charles Schaeffer, assistant. Black Bear patrol Maurice Mentendick, leader; Perry Botkin, assistant. Silver Fox patrol Ernest Russel, leader; Lester Baldwin, assistant. Ernest Russell was made the new treasurer. Program for Next Meeting., Maurice Mentendick has been appointed to bring a recent real live scout story to the meeting, "Monday evening, September 5, and Perry Botkin will explain the meaning of the scout laws. Three scouts, Charles Weaver, Charles Schaeffer and Everett Hosea, who have each interviewed five business men as to what Boy Scouts are doing now "and what they can do in their community, will also report in next Monday's meeting. In addition to thes special features, about half an hour wilil be spent enjoying a surprise program planned by Ernest Russell, North rup Elmer, Claude Bond and Lester Baldwin, members of the Scout social committee. MY CHAPERON My chaperon has snow-white hair And darkgreen, jealous eyes, And when my bestest beau is there, She looks just awfully wise! Sometimes she sits quite close to us On Gran'ma's old settee, And if we move, she makes if fuss. Or even scratches me. On other nights, she likes to sit Before us on the floor. And then we wish sh'd want to such a dreadful bore. And really, she so jealous, too. She can't tell where she's at; But I must make it plain to you My chaperon's a cat! Violet AlW?yn Storey.

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