Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 259, 10 September 1921 — Page 15

FACE THREW !

THE JUNIOR PALLADIUM The Junior Palladium Is the rhtl Iron's section of the lllchmond Palladium, founded May 6, 1'JIC, and tssuod earh Saturday afternoon. All boys and KirlM are invited to ho 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 on one side of the paper, with the author's name and ago signed. Aunt Polly Is always plad to meet 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: Here we are all back in school again! I say "we" because when you get back there I feel that I am there, too, because I think about and visit and almost go about with you in your day homes. (This means the schools). Do you believe in magic? Many of you saw the magician at the Chautauqua last Saturday evening do his many tricks. To me, most of them wore really magic because, though I kept both my eyes and my two ears just as far open as I possibly could, to see if I couldn't see just how he hid the duck in the box and Just when he pulled the balls out

of his sleeves, I really didn t see through scarcely any of his tricks. I believe in magic, though, don't you? Perhaps not just the kind of magic Mr. Magician entertained us with, last week, though I could not understand that (I just opened my eyes and took it all in and couldn't explain how anything happened, at least not more than two or three), but I really believe in magic, don't you? In trying to figure out just how I believed in magic I decided that I most certainly believed in wonderful things happening, but that I didn't believe in expecting them , to happen. That would be as the old saying tells us "putting our wishbone where our backbone ought to be". For instance, a most important conference is to be held in Washington on Armistice Day. At this time people from many countries will come together to talk over the best way to begin to do away with armies and navies and wars. It is decided now, that people of all nations do not want war, but it is not yet decided just how to begin to end our plans and preparations for it. It may not be magical, but it will be wonderful when there is no more war, because then a great fear will be taken away from between great groups of peoples and we can be bo friendly together but we must try to plan for wonderful things if we expect the wonderful thing to take place. We must think and act along the line we wish things to happen. We plan to have the big disarmament conference, and at the same time our country is spending more time and money building warships, inventing instruments of war-'

fare, perfecting guns and chemicals to be used in war, planning more on war airplanes than it ever has done before. The amounts of money that Americans will pay in taxes into the war departments of our gov

ernment this year are staggering. It seems to me we cannot really ex

pect to get something we want very much, if because we fear we will not get it, we build up great floating fortresses, ready to fight, in case we do not achieve much in the way of peace. Germany, which we have relieved of much of its army and navy, may be better off today, having its revenue to put into commercial and business lines and an upbuilding program, than the Allies, who, while still paying their war debts, are paying for the building of a greater war program than they ever had before. The world is a magical place, though, really. Life is just packed full of wonderful happenings, and fairy Bights and lovely sounds, but the magical part of it is like a little fairy who is always near you but who always runs away just ahead of you when you plan too much on her company. That is what makes magic what it is. We have to plan and plan and plan in our lives if we wish to live well nd grow and succeed, but we must never become so practical in our planning that we miss the magic of life. May I tell you a little secret? Keep your eyes open to see wonderful things, and your ears to catch the faintest echo of lovely sounds and thoughts and you will never miss seeing and hearing thpm. Resides all our work and plans and real serious "thinkings"

let's all of you (and I will, too) remember that there is around and in all of these things, something more, a joy and a thrill and a wonder in life as we try to make our plans and our dreams come true, that is as much of a runaway when you try to catch it, as an Irish fairy but is as truly there as a rainbow or a red bird's song or the greeting of our little friends. Yes, I really, really do believe in magic, do you? AUNT POLLY.

Two Wise Dogs

The jncident took place ono hot day at a watering trough for horses. Two dogs, water-spaniels, were trotting along, when they came to the place, and they were panting for a cool drink. But neither was tall enough to reach the trough; and they talked the matter over, as dogs will, and won

dered why they had not been treated with as much consideration as horses. Presently they solved the problem. One of them ranged himself - under the edge of the trough, and the other, resting his forefeet upon his companion's back, was able to reach Into the pool and slake his thirst. When he had finished, he hopped down, seemed to say that the water was

good, and then in turn ranged himself under the edge of the trough, and the other reached up for the drink he had earned. When he was satisfied, they trotted away together, as well contented as any man could be who had met a difficult problem and solved it.

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HOME-TALENT PLAYS

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WHO IS SHE?

She was celebrated widely for her beauty. Last one: O. O. Henry, popular American writer of the short-story.

SICK-ABED (A One-Act Comedy)

Characters: Three Pennys, Joe, nuddy and Margie, Miss Crabap-

ple, the teacher. Margie, being the

only Penny girl, is a little spoiled

Scene: The Penny sitting room.

M a r gle curled up on the couch with candy and a book. MARGIE: Yum! These are the best chocol

ates! (Enter

Joe and Buddy on the run, out of breath) JOE: You're in for it now, Miss Margie Tenny.

MARGIE: What's the matter? What's the matter? JOE: We told Miss Crabapple that you were sick in bed and couldn't come to school. MARGIE: Well, I told you to say

so. i JOE: Yes, but after school she caught up with Buddy and me and said, "I'm going right home with you to see poor little Margie." BUDDY: Yes, and she stopped to get you some flowers, and Joe said, "I'm arraid we'd better hurry. Margie cries for us when we're gone," and we both ran like everything and got here first.

The "STUCK-UP"

Bert Coffey Tells Dan Goodman What He Thinks of Him

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Christopher Columbus Discovered America in 1492, After dark. The reason I know It was after dark Is cause It says A. D., An' what else Could that stand For?

Tongue Twisters 1. Six slippery snakes sliding slowly southward. 2. Ten tired tots trying to train their tongues to trill. Contributed by Mabel Price.

FTER GOING BAREFOOT

ALL symErt LONG, "

life

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 In the same week In which you send your question.

QUESTION BOXl

Dear Apunt Tolly: How does our

auto rank in speed and power? It

is a Reo. T. D. M.

Dear T. D. M.: It takes a very good average with cars of its kind. No comparisons have been made publicly with other cars, as the makers of the Reo never enter automobile races anywhere. They must stand well in respect to power, because there are so many

Reo trucks used. Aunt Tolly.

Dear Aunt Tolly: What Is my

nana's name? Ilia inntials are

G. E. M T. D. M.

Dear T. D. M.: His name is Grandiloquent Erygtheodarls

Mackey. Aunt Polly.

Dear Aunt Tolly: Why does

school begin? Guess. Dear Guess: I like your name. The most important reason why school begins, is that In the top of the head of every average child is a largo space that hurts because it Is so empty, and so it has been found necessary to call in doctors, called teachers this time, to see if they can fill up this empty space.

Aunt Polly. .

Chapter III. Roaring Rapids, that section of the shore line and woods along the swift and deep Barker's Creek, was the regular summer camping grounds of the Kit Carson club. The spot was named for the dangerous whirlpools that were to be found in the rocky, treacherous section of the creek about a half mile from the cozy log cabin the club members had erected as their camp headquarters. This log cabin was the destination of the hikers. They had

planned a glorious day in the

woods, canoeing, fishing, exploring, map-making and doing all sorts of things that make a trip to the woods delightful.

Dan Is Doubtful. Everyone seemed to be in the best of spirits when they started out early in the morning. There were 12 boys in the crowd the 11 members of the Kit Carson club and their doubting guest, Dan Goodman.

Though the boys laughed and

joked and talked with Dan, he was choose

still doubtful of their real purpose busy."

in inviting him on the trip. Apparently, they meant to play no jokes, but Dan was taking no chances! He had been fooled by outward appearances before and he would go slow this time.

So, with this thought in mind, he did not take an active part in what went on among the boys. There

were numerous short chases into the fields at the side of the road, but Dan did not take part in them. There were friendly scuffles among the boys every mile or so, but Dan did not mix in. Ned Is Puzzled.

Ned Fox, chief scout of the Kit.

Carsons, noted Dan's attitude. It really did appear Dan wanted little to do with the other boys. Could it be that he, Ned, had been mistaken in asserting that Dan did not think himself better than the other fellows? Ned's thoughts were interrupted by a low voice at his side. He

turned. It was Bert Coffey. - "That fellow Goodman makes me sick," mumbled Bert. "I'm going to tell him a thing or two watch me." Bert Coffey Speaks His Mind. He hurried up ahead of Ned, and toward Dan. Before Ned could Btop him Bert was at Dan's side and had started talking. "Listen here, Dan Goodman," began Bert. "If you think you're any

better than I am or any of these other fellows, an' if you want to be stuck up, beat it back some. We don't want a fellow like you you

stuckup."

Dan blushed deeply. Anger

surged through him.

Though he would have fought on

the spot had he not thought that

what Bert Coffey had just whispered to him was the beginning of a joke the Kit Carson club had planned to play on him. "I'll stick this thing through if they play all the tricks in the world," determined Dan. It was nearly noon when the hiking party reached the cabin. Of course, eats were the first thing thought of. After building a good cooking fire, the boys got out their sandwiches, bacon, weenies, and

prepared to feast. Afternoon Begins. After the meal had been finished and the fire cleared away, Ned Fox, as chief scout of the club, arose to

make a little speech. "This afternoon, fellows, we want to get in as much fun as possible. There are a good many things we can do. There is the canoe in the cabin and a couple of us can take it out and go for a ride on the creek. Then there may be some of us who want to ramble through the woods.

"What ever you do, though, I suggest we divide up into pairs and go together. There are 12 of us;

j that'll make six pairs. Now, then,

partners anu we it get

JOE: There she is now, only a block away! MARGIE (throwing herself on tho . couch): Get me a blanket, Joe! -i . Buddy, put that stand by my head for medicine! BUDDY (putting a small table at the head of the couch): What shall we say is the matter with you? JOE: I'll get the doctor book. (Ho turns over the pages.) Here's a good oue ! Cerebro-splnal meningitis. That sounds fine! (Buddy brings in a glass and spoon.) MARGIE: : What's in that glass. Buddy? BUDDY: Only water, but she won't know it (Both boys sit down and look solemnly at Margie.)

JOE: You don't look pale enough.

BUDDY: Get the talcum powder.

(They powder her face.)

JOE: Here she is! (The doorbell

rings.)

BUDDY (opening tho door and

speaking softly) : Come In, Miss Crabapple. Wes, she'H very ill. MISS C: Well, my poor little girl. Do you suffer much? See what nice flowers I brought you. MARGIE (very feebly) : Thank you. MISS C.:: What does the doctor say is the matter with you? MARGIE: Cerebro-cerebro (she looks at Joe for help). JOE (consulting the doctor book): Cerebro-spinal-mengitis. MISS C: Good gracious! You ought to have a nurse! Is your mother here? BUDDY: She's gone to missionary society. MISS P How Rhnrrklritr'

BUDDY: No, it's a good society. MISS C: My poor child, let me make you a little more comfortable. (Margie has forgotten to hold the blanket, and Miss Crabapple pulls it down, uncovering her dress.) Why, what have you got on? BUDDY: She always wears that to bed. (Margie pulls the blanket ,back over her suddenly and uncovers her feet.) MISS C: And I suppose she always wears shoes and stockings to bed. MRS. PENNY (calling from next room): Margie. Fenny! You ought to be ashamed. Ileie I come home, and you haven't even set the table. Put down that book and come out here! (The three Pennys collapse. Margie pulls the blanket over her head.) Curtain. Jessica Nelson North.

Bert Coffey Takes Canoe to Creek. Everybody started asking the other fellow what he was planning to do, and if two happened to have planned the same thing, those two "paired off." All except Dan Goodman, that is. He lingered on the outside of the little group as an uninvited guest might.

"Who wants to go for a ride in

the canoe with me? Who wants

to shoot the rapids?" Bert Coffey

shouted this loudly to attract at tention.

"I'll go with you, Bert," piped up

little Midge Kelley. And he and Bert went into the cabin, carried out the canoe and set out for the creek. Ned and Dan Start Out. Finally, nearly all the boys had chosen partners and left the camping ground. There remained only Ned Fox and Dan. "Well, Dan what's your plans?" Ned walked up to Dan. "Haven't any special ones, Ned,"

replied Dan. "What's yours?" "Same with mo haven't any, but how'd you like to take a hike up the bank of the creek with me?" No sooner suggested than Dan grabbed up his hiking staff and a small coil of rope he had brought along and the two set out. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper. (More next week.)

Wise Willie "Can you tell me the difference between a lake and an ocean, Willie?" Willie (who had frpent his summer vacation at the seashore) "Vessum, a lake is pleasanter to swallow when you fall in."

THE KATYDIDS Katy did, Katydldn't, Now pray tell me which is true? Katy did, Katy didn't,

Thus you sing the whole night through. First you say that Katy did it, If she did, what did she do? Then straightway, you say she didn't. Could she and not do, (oo? Katy did, Katy didn't, Don't you wish you knew? Christian Science Monitor. ANSWERS TO PUZZLES AND RIDDLES 1. "Set II. ELENhardt:"' "Helen"

Is the hidden name. 2. Boats, oats. 3. GooD! O, Good!"; "dog" li the hidden word. 4. When it's turned into a pasture.

5. 6. 7.

Jackie Coogan. Rubber, because it stretches. Baltimore.

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