Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 92, Number 18, 21 January 1922 — Page 16

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM, SATURDAY. JANUARY 21, 11'

Two Winners

Katrinka was very proud of her new skates. She went skimming up and down the canals like a flying bird. When her uncle and cousin came from Rotterdam to visit she told them how she could go faster thanany one on the canal. "Jan here is quite a skater, too," said her uncle. "He skates to school every day in winter. I should like to see who is the skater!" "That -would be fun, Katrinka," said Jan. "I'll race you from here to the dike and back tomorrow. Then w e'll see who is the skater. "And I "will give a prize to the winner," said Jan's father. --So the next day Katrinka and Jan polished up their skates anew and laughingly teased each other as they prepared for the race. The whole family gathered out in front to watch. At (he word "Go" the two racers bent low and started off. It was an even race to the dike. When they started back It was hard for the watchers to tell which one would win. "I'll let Jan win," thought Katrin ka. "He is a boy and it would shame him to have a girl beat him. Besides, he's my company. I don't want to make him leel badly wiiiie ho is visiting us." And Katrinka slowed down. "I'll let Katrinka win this race," decided Jan. "It would hurt her so to be beaten before all her family. She might cry. Besides, I'm visiting here, and it would be more polite to let her get the prize. She's so kind and dear, I don't want to hurt her feelings." And Jan slowed down. So the race slowed down. Jan kept his eyes on Katrinka, trying to let her get ahead. Katrinka watched Jan, meaning to let him get him get a start. The watchers in front of the house wondered what had happened. ' "You're trying to let me beat!" cried Jan at last. "You want me to win!" cried Katrinka. Then they ' both stopped and laughed. And when they started o nagam, it was hand in hand. So Jan's father, when he heard the story, gave tnem each a prize.' Boys' and Girls' Newspaper. Where Wallace Wrote "Ben Hur" In one of the low rooms of the old Palace of the Governors in Santa Fe, New Mexico, Lew Wallace wrote "Ben Hur."

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noyeeu: uue gin, can you ten the way to Donegal? We seem to I have lost oud way touring through J this part of the country. Such roads I never saw! Where is the nearest (town.' j Marya: Oh. please, lady, would 1 you be careful! Don't look that way! The glass! I Lady: Wjiat are you talking ! about, child? J Marya: It's the magic lookingglass. If you don't smile in it, sure it will crack entirely. And you're before it directly. Kathleen: And it's good luck it will bring to the house if we don't break it. Tho old woman in the market told Marya. Marya: She knows all about fairies. She's danced in the fairy ring herself, and it's from them she got the mirror. Lady: Only smiles- (She looks around.) Have you so very much to smile about? Kathleen. V)h, there's many things to senile about if you look. This warm cottage1, and the mists coming up in the evenings, and the lake like a blue flower in the sun, and there aren't many sad tliigs, only only my eyes, it's the peat smoke made them dim. But I'm not blind entirely. Kndy: I think I think I've been needing something like your smile mirror. I have so many things, but nothing like that. Marya : You're smiling now, like the sun peeping through the mists. Look in the glass and see for yourself. Lady: Would you like to sell it? Marya: Oh, no. But maybe you could find one like it, if you try. Lady: I believe I could. I must go out now to the car. To Marya) : Could you come out with me to point us out the road? But, first I want to write down your name, so I can leave some money with the j doctor in Donegal to come out and see what he can do for those pretty eyes. Kathleen: Oh, Marya, Marya! I'm so glad about the glass. Sure, but it will be so easy to keep from cracking it. Do Caterpillars Drink Water? No; they get all the moisture hey need from the vegetation they eat.

Spring Time

! Spnngi ir.e wi'l soon be here; I And doweis under earth w ill spring up. Blue birds will fly against the blue sky once again ; The bare trees will no longer be bare and brown, but green. Sent in by Virginia King, 5A Grade, Finley School. "GRAVE ALICE" OF WELL-KNOWN POEM Miss Alice M. Longfellow. Everybody who remembers Longfellow's poem, "The Children's Hour," remembers the line "Grave Alice and laughing Allegra." This is the latest photograph of the Alice of that poem. She is Miss Alice M. Longfellow of Cambridge, daughter of Henry W. Longfellow, the popular American poet. This is the first portrait of her that has been made in several years. A Great Natural Bridge The Rainbow natural bridge Is said to be the greatest natural bridge in the world. The Indians call it Nonnezoshie, which means Great Arch. It is 300 feet high and 274 feet across the base. By Briggs

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Evaporated "What's the matter?" "Why, I sold an article on 'Fresh Milk,' andtthe editor condensed it!" Wayside Tales. Mother: "What does your new teacher wear today?" Johnnie with a M. L. M. "A blue dandruff serge dress collar." By Naturally Howell Do you think the wristwatch iias come to stay? Powell I hope not, I want mine to go. Wayside Tales. Harold ran back from the lion in the museum. "Don't be afraid, dearie," grandmother said; "that lion is stuffed." "Yes," said Harold, "but maybe io isn't stuffed so full that he couldn't find room for a little boy like me." Jack's Party Jack will be 8 years old next week and his mother has promised him a birthday party. By puting two or more of these short words together you will be able to see whom Jack has decided to invite to his party: Car, man, wall, arch, berth, line, lien, o, ace, a, will, trick, hat, i, be, o, i, be, am, o, i, step, bald tie, nor, pa, at, liver, rice. A bishop had been questioning Sunday school children, and was so pleased with their answers that he told them they might ask him any question they liked. One little girl put up her hand. "Well, dear, what do you want to ask?" "Please, sir, can you tell us when the circus is comin'?" What Ailed Her Pulse? Little Louise was recovering from a bit of fever and her appetite had begun to assert itself. She gave a Iook at the meager slice of toast and the broth that had been brought to her bedside. "Can't I have more than this, mother?" she asked. "It isn't half enough." "Just yet," said mother, "I am afraid to give you more. Your pulse is still too quick." "But, mother," urged Louise, don't you see it's my excitement because I can't get enough to eat that makes my pulse go quick?" Wayside Tales. A DAINTY SKT OP LINGERIE FOR THE DOLL 2896. These models comprise a new style chemise and drawers combination, a petticoat and waist, and a night dress that may be finished in Empire style. J,awn, cambric, nainsook, crossbar, crepe, or silk may be used for the design, with lace edging or embroidery for trimming. The pattern comprises all styles illustrated, and is cut in 6 sizes: for dolls, 14, 16, 18. 20. 22 and 24 inches in height. It will require 2 yards of 36-Inch material for a doll 24 inches long, for the entiro Bet. A pattern of this illustration will be mailed to any address on reccint of 12 cents in silver or stamps. Address Pattern Department Palladium Name Addr City I Street