Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 92, Number 215, 9 September 1922 — Page 16

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1922

The First Day

"I Just can't go back to school,"

Frank almost sobbed. "I'd rather die than do it." . "I know how you feel," his mother said, sympathetically. "It Isn't as though it is your own fault. If you hadn't been sick so long, of Course, you'd have been promoted."

"There's going to be another teacher there this year," Frank

went on, unheeding. "She'll know It's my second year, and she'll think I'm a regular dumb-bell. It's

going to be fierce."

His face was a regular thunder

cloud when he entered the school building that morning. He merely

grunted in reply to greetings from

his friends, who had now passed above him. Frank surveyed the new teacher

curiously. She was young looking,.

but she had a determined chin. She'd probably "sit all. over him." he decided. He grew gloomier and gloomier. Recess came. Frank was near the end of the line passing out. As they went past the teacher, she

asked him to wait a minute. When the others were gone, she turned to him and said: "I understand you were In this grade last year. I think it would be nice if we could work together, don't you Of course, I'm new here, and there are probably lots of little things you could

tell me which it might be hard for

me to get onto. And then, I ve noticed how most of the others sort of look ud to you. That's

another reason why I think you could help me a lot." She smiled at him. Ho wondered Just where the catch was. "Turn about's fair play," she went on. "If you'd like to try to get through in half a year, I think it can be arranged. You'd almost)

finished half a year's wprk anyway, and you ought to be able to do the whole Job up. I'd be glad to

help you." Frank came home late. Ills

mother looked worried. "I've been

helping the teacher fix things up," he explained. "Say, maybe I'm grfing to finish in half a year.

Gosh, I'll almost hate to do it."

MYSTERY of CRESSTE FA RM !

By JULIA R. BURR

CHAPTER IX

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WHEN IRVING MET GEORGE WASHINGTON George Washington had come to

New York! The maid In the Irving household was all aflutter to see

the great man.

One day she saw him enter a

shop and sne decided that was her

chance to speak to him. Pullin

little Washington Irving after her,

she went up to the President and said, "Please, your honor, here'e a bairn was named after you." Much to the nurse's satisfaction, the kind

Virginian placed his hand on the

youngster's head and gave him his

blessing. That blessing was quite effect

ive, for Washington Irving wrote

the biography of President Wash

Ington. Several of his other

famous works are "Knickerbocker's

New York," "The Alhambra," and "The Sketch -Book." Boys' and

Girls' Newspaper.

ANSWER TO LAST , WEEK'S PICTURE PUZZLE The ten nouns beginning with "s" are: ' sand, sunshade, sun

flower, shade, ship, sail, shore, sea, surf, sun. ,

Children Sing for Lord Byng A chorfia of 4,000 school children recently sang in Winnipeg, Canada,

upon tho occasion of the visit to that dace of Lord Bynsr. Governor-

General of Canada, and Lady Byng. 1 1 know it's that man."

Following the Lights Ilowever.w hen they reached the gully again, the moon had gone behind the clouds, making the place darker than ever and certainly more ghastly. "My, but I'm glad you happened to have that flashlight along with you," said Virginia. "We would have soon nm out of matches." "We sure would have," said Jimmie, and then exclaiming, "By Jove! look here, Virginia: There's a regular trail through here. See, it looks as if it had been used

a lot." As he flashed the light upon the ground and slowly moved it backward and forward, Virginia could also see a well-trodden little trail. "Well, of all things!" declared Virginia. "It looks as if it had been used a lot, too. I'm glad we found it, though. It won't be so hard to, follow now." The ascent up the other Bide of the gully was not so hard as the descent. However, when they did reach the top, both were panting for breath. i

"Oh, let's sit down and rest,"

casped Virginia.

"All right," said Jimmie, as he

spread his handkerchief on the

grass for Virginia to sit on.

"We mustn't sit here very long,"

said Virginia.

The air was so refreshing and tho night was so still that it made

one very sleepy.

"I'm getting sleepy," Jimmie

said, finally.w ith a yawn.' "We'd

better be on our way." "Yes: you're right," agreed Vir

ginia, and then giving a sudden start, she cried out, "Oh, did you

see that?"

"See what, Virginia?" asked

Jimmie, but beforeshe had time to

answer the place was lighted up

with the strongest and most blind

ing lights that wavered over them

and thon skipped to and fro in the woods ahead of them. This was

closely followed by the most terrible blood-curdling shrieks that rent the air and disturbed the sol

itude and peacefi;lness of the night.

"Is this what you mean?" asked

Jimmie, shuddering at the same time.

No, no," whispered Virginia.

"This is worse yet. I I saw something white, Jimmie, moving

around in the woods and and

"What man?" demanded Jimmie. "Oh, I forgot you didn't know," said Virginia. , But, those lights, and the shrieks, and that man they all come from a haunted house." "Do you mean the Cresste farm, Virginia?" he asked. "Yes; but how did you know I meant Cresste farm?" said she. "Oh, Ned told me about it this afternoon," he replied. "Is it near here? Can we get to it? Let's explore it, Virginia!" "Explore it!" gasped she. "Are you crazy?" "Why, suce, this is Just the time for it," he replied. "There is something in that place that does all this, queer- work. You're Just scared, Virginia Praudlen, I would not be a coward!" "I'm not a coward!" said Virginia, with flashing eyes. "I don't

know where Cresste farm Is from here, but I'll find it; I'll go in it; and I'll show you I'm not a

coward." With that and a slight, toss of her head, she marched forward with a determined air, while Jimmie followed, trying to make up for his hasty speech. She became haughty in a moment and was too

proud to ask Jimmie to light the way, but he needed no asking. The trip thru the woods was short and at frequent intervals those flashing lights pierced through them,

and the shrieks continued all of the time. As they came out of the woods into a clear stretch of country, the lights became visible and the children could see from what direction they came. Jimmie broke the silence.

"Look, Virginia, they come from

that direction," he said. "And you got out of the woods without seeing

that ghost. That was your imag

ination, I think."

"Imagination, indeed!" replied

Virginia, scornfully.

They came nearer and nearer

the lights, but suddenly the shrieks

rose to a higher pitch and the

lights went out altogether. Just

ahead of them something loomed

up big and black. A3 they got

close to it, Jimmie flashed his light upon it.

Jimmie," gasped Virginia, as

she clutched his arm, "It's Cresste

farm!" (To Be Continued.)

The Dude Rancher

Can't Tell the Difference

I know two twins who are so

much alike that they borrow money

from themselves without knowing it.

THE DAYS OF REAL SPORT

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6CHO0L BEGINS.

UMMER SEA,' SON at tho Fenger Ranch, was on froin the east tho vac ationallsta came, for tho Fenger Ranch, was a sort of summer resort where people camped and hiked and rode

tho ranch hor ses. Brick Fenger with a new cowboy hat, strutted about looking over the newcomers, and sometimes helping his father in showing the guests about. Then he would Jump on a horse,' give a whoop, and go galloping off, knowing they watched him admiringly, for he rode well. The "dude ranchers," as the cowboys on the ranch called the sum

mer people, were usually grownups, but this time there were several young people. One of them ho took a special disliking to was a quiet, thin-faced, very well dressed boy who failed to be at all impressed by the swaggering Brick. The second day he was there, Brick offered, before several people who were standing near, to bring along a horse for him to ride. But the boy refused. He said simply that he was "afraid of the beasts." - Brick shrugged his shoul

ders and walked off. After that he watched every chance to tease the boy, whose name was Frank Fuller, son of Dr. Fuller, a pleasant, kindly man. Hut Frank would not fight back; he did everything to avoid trouble.

One afternoon Brick and a number of the regular cowboys on the ranch were doing some stunt riding to amuse a bunch of the boarders, who had gathered around. Brick was showing how he coull pick up a handkerchief off tha ground while riding, when ho chanced to ride close to where Frank was standing. "Look out little boy," he taunted. "Naughty horse might bite." Frank Jumped forward, the horse shied, and Brick tumbled on the ground. He sat up, rubbed the dust out of his eyes, and scrambled out of the way, his eyes bulging. For the "dude" had Jumped on the horse and was carelessly turning

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somersaults and doing other hair raising tricks. While people were still gasping, he got off the horse. He walked straight up to Brick. "Here, now," he said. "Don't you bother me again. See what you got mo into. Now I've got to tell Dad I brtoke my nromise. You son I usprt in rirln

in a circus. I got hurt and they left me behind. Dr. Fuller liked me, and since I didn't have any folks he adopted me. Only I promised him to stay away from horses." ' (Copyright 1922 Associated Editors) JOHN MAKES HIMSELF HEARD, IS RESCUED If a man with nineteen children had his house set on fire, how many of the children would he remember to rescue? Samuel Wesley, rector of Epsworth, England, had to answer exactly this question. He forgot one, John. But John made himself known. Appearing at an upstairs window, he cried out so lustily that rescuers came and saved him at the very moment which promisel to be his last. He was brought down safely to his eighteen brothers and sisters. John Wesley believed that tho unseen hand of rrovidenco helped to save him on that day. lie lived to become tho founder of Methodism. Boys' and Girls' Newspaper.

Not Acquainted Fresh (excitedly): "Father, I passed Shakespeare to-day." Father (absent-mindedly) : "Did

he speak?"