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Visit First School Tuesday we went to Glen Miller park to see the log cabin. It was built in 1812. First it was used for a bouse. In 1813 it was used for a school house. The school master was Mr. Roberts. Mr. Roberts came from North Carolina. We drew a picture of the school house which Mr. Roberts taught school in. Mr. Roberts taught reading and writing. Gordon Klehfoth, Baxter school. . ; i Try It and See V Every kind word you say to a uuma creature will make you hap pier. While carpenters were repairing a house at Rome, N. Y., they were obliged to tear away a robin's nest inside a window-casing. The next day the robbins started another in the same place and this was also destroyed. This occurred eight times, and then the owner of the house ordered it left alone, as he realized what a hard time man or bird has nowadays to find a suitable home. Boy Life. i

HOME-TALENT PLAYS

THE BOY PIRATES Characters: Longsword, Blackbeard, and Yellow Jacket, the pirates; Peggy, Doris and Beth. .. Scene: A forest. Enter Longsword, pulling Peggy after him. He carries a large handbag. LONGSWORD: Come along. You're too slow for anything. PEGGY: Oh, Mr. Pirate, please let me go! LONGSWORD: Not me! Hold your tongue and tell me what's in this bag. . , PEGGY: How can I tell you if I hold my tongue? LONGSWORD: Smarty! I'll see Tor myself. (He tries to open the .tag and fails.) PEGGY: Ha, ha! Shall I tell you now? LONGSWORD: Yes. Go on. PEGGY: Wieners. A dozen! LONGSWORD: Mmmmm! PEGGY: Six buns! LONGSWORD: Mmmmm! PEGGY: And six doughnuts. LONGSWORD: What a feast! PEGGY: But you don't get any. You can't open the bag. LONGSWORD: Say, if I let you o, will you show me how to open .t? , PEGGY: Sure. Let me go first? IiONGSWORD: Not right away. The others would laugh at me, but vhen we tie you all to a tree I'll nake a bowknot and you can untie t and run. PEGGY: All right. Give me the ag. You open it like this. LONGSWORD: That's easy. Now let's hide it behind this log. (Enter Blackbeard, dragging! TXrls, and Yellow Jacket, dragging Heth. The girls are crying loudly). BLACKBEARD: What shall we 1o with these cry-babies? LONGSWORD: Tie them to this ree and we'll build a bonfire under hem. THE GIRLS: Ow! Boohoo! PEGGY: Don't cry, girls. They lon't dare. (The pirates tie the three girls o the tree. Longsword slyly makes bow-knot for Peggy. Blackbeard nd Yellow Jacket come forward nd throw down a bag of money on he ground. Longsword is still tyng Peggy.) BLACKBEARD: Hear that clink? There's five hundred gold dollars n there. YELLOW JACKET: Do you suppose he really robbed a bank? BLACKBEARD: I wouldn't wonier at all. Whefe else would he ;et them? LONGSWORD: Come on, felowb. Let's get some wood. (They 11 leave after wood for the fire, 'eggy unties her bow-knot and begins to untie the ropes that fasten Doris.) PEGGY: Don't cry. Beth, I'll unfasten you, too, in a minute. (When .11 three are free they run forward excitedly and look around.) DORIS (picking up the bag of noney): We might as well take his. BETH: Where are the weiners nd buns? PEGGY: Right here. (She takes he bag from behind the log.) We'll tave our supper, after all. (They .11 three leave in the direction opposite that taken by the pirates, 'he three pirates enter with arms ull of wood.) BLACKBEARD: They're gone!

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Those Books of Mine

From out the golden sunshine, I' sometimes go in quest Of copl and dreamy shadows, Where I can lie and rest! I stretch my self out lazily, With hands heneath my head, And then I dream of all the things, That in my books I've read. I like to think of castles tall, And princes that are good," Of little red-roofed houses, too, That snuggle in the wood. I like to think of golden birds, And little bears that talk, Of wooden dolls that come to life, And bop and skip and walk! I like to think of queer old towers, That have a winding stair, Andit the top a little room, With some strange secret there. I like to think of pumpkins that Can turn to coaches fine. In fact I think of everything That s in those books of mine! Olive Beaupre-Miller. LONGSWORD: Never mind. Where did you put the money? BLACKBEARD: Right here. YELLOW JACKET: That's gone, too! What next? BLACKBEARD: Five hundred gold dollars! (He begins to cry.) LONGSWORD: Did you think those were gold dollars? You didn't look close. BLACKBEARD: What were they? LONGSWORD: Why new pennies! YELLOW JACKET: "' I thought you said you robbed .a bank. LONGSWORD: I did. A baby's bank. THE OTHERS: : Oh! LONGSWORD: " Never mind. Guess what we've got behind that log. - THE OTHERS: What? LONGSWORD: A dozen weiners, six buns and six doughnuts. THE OTHERS: Mmmm! Oh, boy! (Longsword hunts behind the log and comes back empty-handed.) LONGSWORD (sitting down with his face in his hands): They've1 taken them, too. auu three: Girls are the limit! Curtain. By Jessica Nelson North. ROOSEVELT "DID HIM UP" , When Archie Roosevent was a boy he came one day to his mother, fussing because he didn't have any. body to play with. "Why don't you en and nlav with Cres well again?" his mother asked. .nixnie nesuatea a minute. Then he replied, "Well, mother, you see I p!ayed with Creswell this morning and I don't think he is able to be out yet." Russian "Bajbes The group of These Russian children were left by their parents in tr.v woods near Samara, Russia, :o die of starvation. American relief com

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While in France early this month General Pershing, acting for his government, pinned the congressional medal of honor on the cushion over the grave of the "unknown soldier of France," beneath the Arc de Triomphe, in Paris. The impressive ceremony took place in the prespv of six marshals of France and the allied f';r'"rrj?itic -orps of P";.

The Lion and Rajah had lived in the circus ever since he could remember, Alt he knew about jungle life he had heard from old Nuba, an African lion who shared half Rajah's wagon cage. Rajah didn't think he'd like to live where food had to be hunted. He liked having people admire his tawny coat. He liked to walk back and forth in his cage and show his teeth. He liked parading through the streets while the band played. One bright, June morning during the street parade, he was feeling very frisky. He threw himself playfully against the bars of his cage. Suddenly, the door of the cage, accidentally left unlocked, flew open. Rajah tumbled into the street. He got up and looked about him, bewildered. The horses that drew his wagon were plunging down the street. People were screaming and running about in a queer way. It frightened Rajah.

in the Woods" Saved From Starvation

lost children rescued bj relief workers mission workers found the "babes in the woods" and are caring for them. This photo is one of the first to b received from the

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the Wild Men On the ed;?e of the crowd he saw a man who looked like his keeper. Rajah started after him, but every one seemed to disappear. He wondered where they weer all goins in such a hurry. He decided to follow. Rajah gave a friendly' roar and trotted on. Then he sniffed. He was sure he smelled fresh meat. Rajah followed his nose, straight through an cpin door. Sure enough there was a lot of meat hanging on hooks. Several people were in there, too, but they left by way of the windows. Rajah was glad to be alone. When his keeper found him some hours later he was enjoying himself immensely. But it was beginning to get a bit lonely and he was glad to get back to Ins cage. He rubbed himself against, the bars like a big kitten. "I hope." thought Rajah, "they have fixed these bars good and tight so I'll bo safe. I don't want to risk being thrown out among those wild people again." k near Samara. Samara district in the heart of the famine area in which hun. dreds of thousands axe starving slowly to death.

Story of a Wild Pig A Co-operative Story. This pig lived a long, long Unit ago. He lived in a dark forest. He ate acorns, beechnuts and such things. He rooted up the ground hunting for food. One day he was busy rootjng, when a naked boy who was out hunting small game, came running up. lie had a hooked stick inhin hand. With this stick he caught the pig by his leg and tripped him and threw him down. Before the pig could spring up, he hit it in the head with a rock. Then, he took, another rock and another and hit it until it died. Next, he snatched up a sharp stone and cut out a piece of flesh and ate it raw. But, while he was eating it, he saw Sabre Tooth coming so he had to climb a tree. Then, Sabre Tooth stayed and ate all the rest of the little pig. 2-A-2B grades, Finley school.

J. H. S. Girls' Gym Standing Garfield girls' gym teams stood as follows Wednesday evening, Oct. 12, when ranked according to the number of games won: Team: Gaines Won.' Meteorites (2nd hour) ..6 Gymnastic Kids (1st) ,..5 Girls' Champions (3rd) ...4 Garfield Wonders (4th) ....4 Garfield Stars (1st) ..3 Star Runners (3rd) ..3 1921 Lightnings (4th) .....2 Look Out for Us (5th) ....2 Leaping Flames (5th Tues.).... .2 Firecrackers (6th Mon.) ........2 Eagles (6th Tues.) 2 Babe Ruth Jr. (6th Thurs.) 2 Jumping Jacks (2nd.)., ...1 Dreadnoughts (5th Mon.) .1 Jackanapes (5th Thurs.)., .1 Katzenjammers (6th Mon.) 1 Champion Eagles (6t.h Tues.)....l Maggie (6th Thurs.) 1 Safety Razors (5th Tues.) 0 Flying Arrows (5th Thurs.) 0 NOTICE, JUNIOR WRITERS! Any or all juniors who write ! stories to be published in the Jun ior Palladium, please read this announcement: Hereafter, we ask that all those who write CONTINUED storied, send in all chapters of their stories at the same time to the Junior office, and then they will be published in serial form; that is, continued from week to week. We can not publish the first chapter of any continued story after this, until all chapters of that story are in the hands of the Junior Palladium editor. We are forced to do this because of the irreguluarity of serial contributions and because of the fact that several times writers have sent in the first chapter, or two, of a story and then failed to bring in the concluding ones, and thus have left their readers' minds in a woeful state of confusion as to just how the story "came out." PEARY A GOOD LEADER Rear Admiral Peary, discoverer oft he North Pole, was the idol of his men. He never sent them to any place that he was not willing to go to himself, Donald B. MacMillan, a member of the party which accompanied him on hi3 successful trip to the North Pole, tells how once he fell through the ice at 59 below zero. When he returned, bleeding and half frozen, to camp, Peary himself beat the ice from MacMillan's bearskin trousers and then took off his warm shirt to help restore his follower. As he did so, he said sincerely, "I would much rather had this happen to me than to you." Bound to be Right Jack Gordon and Faker were discussing a new airplane, capable of carrying one hundred passengers, and Jack remarked: "When the Wrights were trying to construct an airplane that would rise, scientists proved time after time that flight was impossible for man. After they succeeded in mak ing one that would rise, they proved that they would only be dangerous toys, big stable ones couldn't be made they'd be too heavy to rise." To which Faker replied: "Those scientists were like the old lady who was taken to see the first trolley car to start in her town. She looked at the car and sniffed: "'It'll never go.'" But the car did go, it went beau tifully, and after staring at it, the old lady shrieked: "It'll never

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