Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 46, Number 334, 10 December 1921 — Page 16

T'AGE TWO THE UK. HMOXD PALLADIUM. SATURDAY, DECEMBER 10, 1921

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How Hilly did wish (hut lie could pet inside the pen and go to Amcr-! ica with hia mother, lie trotted around and around the high fence' trying to lind a weak place where , he could break in, but the pe.n was built strong enough to make all such trials useless, so after every round Hilly would have to come back to where bis mother stood wailing and tell her of his failure.; Alter he had made a third tr ial anil j came back up to Lor the wise old! goat struck a happy idea. "Just stand where you are. Hilly," she said, "aud by-and by maybe one ot tin- or vers win come) this way and think that you belong ; in nere wim us. i .en ue w a if you in ana we win go on Doaru together.' She had scarcely more than finished speaking when tin lash of a sharp whip that had whizzed Philipe Resuces a Princess of France Princess Adelaide was coming to visit the school on the morrow. How the boys and girls chattered about the princess on their way home from school. Would her hair bo black or golden? Would she come riding on a white horse or in the royal coach? None of the boys or girls had ever seen a princess. Philipe was at school early next dav. lie brought flowers to dec orate the school, room. How he w ished he had leather shoes in-1 stead of the wooden ones he wore! Some of the boys had leather shoes and Bilk stockings, and the girls lookod gay with bright ribbon bows in their hair. Philipe had no fine cloths, but he had a warm heart, and no one looked forward more eagerly to meeting the princess than he. The exercises were nearly over, when Madame, the teacher remembered Nurse Nanette. Nurse Nanette was greatly beloved in the village. Since her eye sight had failed, the school children did little kind services for her. Every day one of them would go to the little hut on the hillside, where Nurse Nanette lived all alone to see what was needed. "Who will go this morning?" asked the teacher. Today no hand was raided. "I would go, Madame teacher, "explained Marie, "but I'm afraid the princess would come while I'm gCThen Philipe raised his hand, "I ! will go Madame Teacher. So Philipe started off for the lit- -tie hut 1 ! On his way back he saw a very t frightened girl running as fast as ! she could cross the field screaming at the top of her voice. Philipe grabbed a huge stick and struck the wild pig (for that was the thing that was after the little girl) and killed the wild pig. "You are very brave my little frie,nd now would you tell me the wfcy to the little red school house?" ITillipe, though a Httle bit surprised began to lead her to his own school house but as they were crossing the street the litle girl heard a big noise down the street; there was a band of soldiers. The leader was shouting : "Princess Adelaide Is missing dressed in a common school dress." The little girl ran up to the soldier, "Here 1 am and this little boy saved my life from a wild pig." All the soldier bowed saying, "Your royal bigness." Philipe was honored and was glad to think he was a hero and had saved the life of a princess. The End. Tholma Mackey, age 12 years, Junior High school. SPRING We arise in the morning all bright and gay, As we see the sparkling dew; We smile as we work the long, long day, At the things that please us, too. We linger awhile around the well As we come from the field at, noon : We enjoy the rest in the shade for a spell That passes all too soon. We guther around at twilight. When the dew begins to fall, And play nt games or fight That's the best time of them all. Oxville E. Baker, New Paris, O.

through Ihe air bit Billy on the flunk. Looking up, he saw a young man opening a gate for him to be driven through. The young

man had no whip, however, bo Hilly i turned in the other direction to see j where the stinging blow had come from. Standing only a few l'eet J away from him was a short, wide - man with a whip in his hand, and Billy started for him with a snort. "A thousand lightnings yet again!" exclaimed the fat man, who was none other than our old friend and Billy's old enemy, Hans jig. U;u). knpw b(lU(,r lhis Ul10 than t() rim wun he h.l(J ,t way H(J j ' easier to escape. i ea4iler to t.scape. With all the I speed that his pudgy body would let him have he climbed the bars of the high pen just in time to escape the hard bump that Billy jumped up to give him. Sitting on the top bar, Hans whirled his whip around his head and lashed Hilly across the back. Wild with rage. Billy tried to reach his enemy, but he could not jump high enough, and Hans, laughing till he shook like a bowl of jelly, reached down and lashed Billy once more. Feeling that with all his strength he certainly ought to jump high enough to reach his tormentor, Billy tried to leap again and again, but every time all he got for his pains was a whack with the long whip. After whipping poor Billy until ho was tired, Hans laughed so heartily that he fell backwards off the fence, and you'd better believe that Billy's mother made him welcome. She met him wilh her hard head while he was on the way down. Hans dropped his whip and grabbed for dear-life at the fence, and he caught hold with both handy just at the right height to make a good mark for Billy's mother. That strong and sturdy old goat bumped him twice for every lash that he had given Billy, and every time she bumped him, Hans Zttg grunted and yelled. He clawed his feet desperately to get a foothold on the bars to climb up, but every time he would get one foot placed, Billy's mother would give him another terrific bump and lie would lose his footing. Billy, on the outside, ran backward and forward, hoping for Hans to get to the top and fall over on his side of the fence, and poor Hans was in an awful predicament. (Copyright by the Saalf iPld PublisliiiiK Co.. Akron. O. ) JJJST KIDS Just Into

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The Little Leaf Is Sailing Down

The little leal la sailing down The river long and blue; I'm wondering if the river'd like To take me sailing, too, And introduce me to the .ships Upon the mighty sea? Oh, river, as you're coming back, I wish you'd stop for me! - Christian Scii-rio' Monitor. PUZZLES & RIDDLES 1. What fish is often weapon in a duel? used as a I ? VVhv ii a cowardly soldier like butter? a. My first is in capture, but not in lose; Mv second, in voyage, but not in cruise; My third is in baggage, bur not in trunk; My fourth is in cabin, but not in bunk; My fifth is in active, but not in dull; My sixth is in calico, but not in mull; My seventh, in sloping, but not in slant; My whole is the name of a wellknown plant. (The plant was discovered by Sir Walter Raleigh.)--Contributed by Pauline M. 4. When a lemon rolls off the table, what candy results? 5. The man whose name will be found when the following letters have been properly arranged, wrote "The Tale of Two Cities." LESS DARK ICE C'HN 6. "In order to save his , Ihe captive decided to the bars of his cell and escape." Each blank i.s to be filled with the same four letters, but in each ca?e the letters aie to be arranged to make a different word. Answers to these are published in another part of this week's Junior. Too Late for Five The 5-year-old children attended kindergarten in the morning and the 4-year-olds in the afternoon. Jane, who was 4, was asked why she did not go in the morning. "I was too late to be 5. so I have to go in the afternoon," she replied, thoughtfully. If. M. See What Has Moved the Neighborhood WPE THE PlUGu OUT WfcN

Polly Turns the Trick

Jim Wilson and Kalph Henderson had quarreled. It was such a little thing that had started it all. They could hardly remember what It was, but they were both too proud to take the first step at making up. They had been the closest of ! friends Every evening they studied or played together. Now, the boys remained apart and sulked, Polly Parrot, who belonged to j Jim, but who was the special pet of I both boys, missed Kalph just as! Jim did. She couldn't understand I

! why Kalph didn't come to feed her voice sounded. Something terrible ! crackers, and (alk. must be wrong. Kalph put on his j One evening Jim went into town cap and hurried over to Jim's. At ! with his parents, leaving Polly the door he met Jim and his pari alone in the house. He did not I ents. just going into the house.

! notice that the chain which held her to her perch was unfastend. Polly soon discovered it, however, soon al ter Jim had gone. Greatly delighted at being free, she went strolling around the house, poking into everything. Finaly she hopped up on the telephone stand. She had often seen Jim take down the receiver, so .shej

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Note: This play cm be given by j one person, with off-stage help. j Scene: Living room of Porteri home. Barbara Porter is curled: up in a big chair. The nxun is in ! darkness except for a single candle-j stick burning on the desk at the I back. At. one end of the room is a long reading table. BARBARA: Candles are so nice aind cozy. But they always make me dozy. (Stretches, yawns, and settles down in chair with eyes shut. There is a knocking heard. Barbara jumps up ) BARBARA: I wonder who is knocking now, I never get to rest, somehow. (Cloes off at end opposite table.) BARBARA (offstage): Oh, no, no, no! Please go away And bring your wares some other day. (Th?re Is a minute's pause.) BARB Alt A: Buy candles? Goodness gracious, no! We've all that we can use. Please go. (Another pause.) BARBARA: They're magic candles, did you say? Of course, I don't believe but stay By Ad Carter UD TOOTH PCK YAfcWS TH' WEATHER TURRET"

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reached u; one claw and knocked the receiver from the hook. Then she called out repeatedly "243$, 2136," just as she bad heard Jim do. She repeated the number until she was tired, and then she started living, "Ralph, Kalph," varying Mm. times with "Jim, Jim." At the oilier end of the line,

Ralph had answered the, phone. He heard his name being called i and when he repeatedly asked who was calling, the voice said, Jim, Jim." Then there was silence, Ralph was worried. It must ba Jim calling, but how queer his "What is the matter Ralph asked breathlessly. Jim?" Didu't you call me just now?" "No. I didn't," replied Jim, in surprise. Then, as Kalph turned to go, "but but Jet's pretend 1 did." He field out his hand to Ralph. "Ralph. Jim. Ralph, Jim." called Polly delightedly. I'll buy a few, they're rather cheap. No, these four are all I'll keep, (Barbara reappears on stage, carrying four plain candlesticks w" white candles in them.) BARBARA: He said, "If untruths you should tell. The candles will go out," Oh, well-I-l! (Sets candles in row on long table and lights them from desk candle as she talks.) I don't behove such silly stuff. There! That will give me light enough. (Blows out desk candle. Telephone on desk rings.) BARBARA: Hello! Hello- Yes, this is she You really enn not count on me I'd love lo help, but don't see how I made some other plans just now. (Candle at end goes out -blown by some one back of curtain.) BARBARA: Goodbye, my dear, good-bye- (Looks at candle.) Why, oh There surely is a draft, I know. (Sits down at desk.) I guess I'll write a line or two To Ruth, a letter's over due, (Writing) I hope that you're not angry now. Your address was mislaid, somehow, And just today I found it here. (Second candle goes out.) BARBARA: Another candle! Why, how queer! (Gets up.) I guess that I won't write her yet. Now, where's my hist'ry. ... I forget. (Kinds book.) BARBARA: That dry old book! I hate it so! And all those dales I ought to know ! I'll tell her T was sick tonight And felt too ill to learn them right. (Third candle goes out.) BARBARA: I wonder why they act that way? It can't be caused by things I say! Suppose that tale he told were true. . . . lie talked as if he meant it, too. . . But, pshaw! A fib is not a lie I always tell the truth. (Last candle goes out. It m dark.) Oh, my! (Silence for a moment.) BARBARA: I'm scared! I'm scared! A light! A light! The matches! It i.s as black a night. I (Eighis candle on desk. Looks around. Candles on table ar.' gone.) BARBARA: I wonder-was it all a dream? It's queer how real such things ca seem. . . Hereafter I shall really try Te keep in mind a fib's a lie. And little candle, straight atH while, I'll keep undiinmed Truth's shining light. The First Dolls were made in Nmemburc Dolls ' as long ago as I loo.