Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 92, Number 239, 7 October 1922 — Page 18

THB "RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 7, 1922

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How to Collect Autumn Leaves, Interestingly Told By Prof. Markte

By MILLARD S. MARKLE We see the leaves of the trees so much all summer Ions that we think little about them. But in April and May, when they . are bursting from the bud, we are glad, for it means that spring has come. And in the autumn the glorious display of color again gives us pleasure. Have you ever noticed how many different shapes these tree-leaves have? Have you ever tried to make a collection of them and find out ?aeir names? I knew a Richmond boy ten years old who had a book in which he had specimens of leaves of dozens of kinds of trees that he himself had collected. He paid that it was great fun. Perhaps your teacher will help you to find out the names of the various kinds of trees. In making a leaf-collection, the first thing to do Is to find the different kinds of trees. A young man at Earlham found over 200 binds near here one summer. There are many kinds in the woods, in Glen Miller Park, along streets, and In yards. You will notice that some leaves have only one blade. These are called simple leaves. Maple, elm,

Near-Sighted Mr. Mole

NE of my young Junior friends, who has the very pleasant job of caddying. after school, on our local golf links, told me thu other day that he had found a white mole. Do you know what a mole is? You have no doubt heard that this little animal has no eyes, that it undergoes unheard of tortures in forcing its way through the earth, and spends a life, of misery and darkness underneath the earth. But fo far from bciDg a miserable r.nimal the mole seems to enjoy life quite as much as any other creature. It is beautifully fitted for its station in life, and would be unhappy if removed from its accus tomed damp and darkness into warmth and light. The eyes of the mole are very small, in order to prevent them frcm being injured by the earth through which the animal makes its way. Indeed larger eyes would be useless under ground. -When, however, the mole requires to use its eyes, it can bring them forward from the mass of fur which conceals and protects them when not in use. The acute ears and delicate 'sense of smell supply the place of eyes Its fur is very fine, soft, capable of turning in any direction and will not retain a bit of mold. The most extraordinary feature of the mole is the paw or hand with which it digs. The two forepaws are composed of five fingers armed with sharp strong nails with which to scrape up the earth and to prevent the accumulated soil from impeding the mole's progress. The hands are turned outwardly so a3 to throw the earth out of the way. It is a hungry animal always, and cannot endure even a slight fast. Its principal food is the earth worm, in chase of which It ..,i,ia its inner tunnels . underground It also eats insects, bits of meat, and is said to catch birds, u foifps hv surprise. Its ravenous appetite causes it to; suffer from thirst and for this rea-j eon he usually makes a tunnel , toward a brook or spring, if there is one near. If no water is at hand i Aa nnmhpr of little wells, i which receive the rain and dew and enable it to quench its thirst. Contrary to popular belief, the mole is a good swimmer and can One - Two - Three! The stars and I play hide and seek, And we play fair, we never peek The stars and I. While I count one-two-three aloud The stars slip underneath a cloud Up in the sky. And when I've counted up to ten I try to find the stars, and then It's time for me To hide myself within my bed And pull my covers overhead; The stars can't count, bo I, instead, Sa one-two three. ;,-"Uan Science Monitor.

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poplar, and oak are examples. Others have many blades, and are called compound leaves. Some compound leaves have all the blades, or leaflets, fastened to th'j tip of the leaf-stalk or petiole, coming out like the fingers from your palm. These are called palmately compound leaves. The ones of thij kind that you are likely to find are horse chestnut and buckeye. Other compound loaves, such m hickory, ash, and walnut, have the leaflets arranged on each Bide of a central stalk. You may wonder how you can tell a simple leaf from a leaflet of a compound leaf. A leaf always has a bud at the base of the leafstalk, where it is fastened to the twig. So if there is a bud at the base of the leaf-stalk of any blade, it is a leaf, not a leaflet. Did you ever look for a bud at the base of the leaf -stalk of the sycamore tree? See if you can be enough of a Sherlock Holmes to find it. The best way to prepare leave for a collection is to select nice, whole leaves and press them 'for some days between pages of newspaper, putting on some heavy weight, such as a pile of book3. The leaves may be fastened to the

get around almost as easily In the water as his forty-second cousin, "Billy Muskrat." Mr. Mole is 'also very jealous of his tunnels or gal leries, as they are called, and will permit no other mole to trespass. If there is such an intrusion there is a furious battle and one or the other is slain, and the beaten one would be promptly eaten by the victor. The mole burrows by rooting up the earth with its snout, and then scooping it away with its fore feet. They vary in color from very deep brown, black, orange to white. Try to catch one, but don't let him bite you! '

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pages of a blank book. Stiff, unruled paper i:i best. Fasten their, with glue, or by pasting across the leaves narrow strips of gummed paper. Write the name of the rc? neatly below the leaf. You can find the names from Apr:ar's Tre-' Book, la it in your school library? Yout' teacher will show you how to use it. Now that the leaves are of so many colors, I am sure you will enjoy making a collection. Another Little Leaf Thi3 leaf was up in the tip-top of the tree, looking up at the blue sky. In the daytime he saw the bright sunshine; at night the twinkling stars. Away, way off, they looked. As soon as the other leaves began to fall he could see the ground too, but it looked near. Still he felt dizzy up there alone. How the wind did blow! His stem began to get loose. "I am going to fall some day," said the leaf to himself. "I might as well jump. I hate to wait." Now some children were making a bonfire just under him. He went down in the smoke and flames and was soon burned. 2-AB, Starr school.

WAYNE "SHOWED HIM" School was out! No'wT'thought young Anthony, we can go fishing or fight a sham battle at the old Indian fort. But Peter Iddings had planned a different program. .Anthony had to wear the dunce-cap that afternoon in school. On it Peter had panted, "Anthony Wayne, His Hat." With great ceremony he presented it. It was a challenge to Anthony. Ho tore off his coat and flew at the older boy. For a long tims the battle raged; at last a -muffled "I've got enough" came from the vanquished Peter. After that battle Anthony was "champion fighter" of the school. Anthony Wayne loved battles and fighting. In the Revolutionary war no man Showed greater daring than did General, "Mad '.Anthony," .Wayne. Liberty Bell Weighs a Ton The "Liberty Bell" is seven feet in circumference, is three inches thick in its thickest part and weighs 2808 pounds. -Copyright 1921 by r PONT AtUS TEU V&U

Eugene Brodrick, Related to James

James Whitcomb Riley's mother was Mary Marine, sister to "Old Aunt Mary." Aunt, Mary is my grandmother's own grandmother. Riley's mother died when he was about ten years old. His father married agafn and Riley's stepmother came into the home. She said he would sometimes sit in his room for half a day in .-ilent study. He would not even come out for his meals. His stepmother would just let him alone. She said she saw right away that he was of an unusual cast of mind. When he grew into manhood he studied law and was admitted to the bar as a lawyer. During all this time he wrote poetry. The poetry was written about familiar scenes. . "The Raggedy Man" was a tramp that came to the Riley home and was hired through pity. "Little Orphan Annie" was taken from an orphanage by Riley's stepmother to help in the home. The stories that she told the children about the goblins were what she had learned in the orphanage. Riley never married; he devoted his time to his poetry after he quit practicing law. He was liked by Radio Digest of September 23, states that one of our Palladium concerts was heard in the extreme southern end of Florida, a distance of 1,050 miles. This is a fine record for a small power set. The inmates of the Atlanta federal prison broadcasted a beautiful concert recently. Among the soloists was a former grand opera star. The station ir. WSB, Atlanta Journal, Atlanta, Georgia. II. C. Schultz received the conversation between the Atlanta Journal, WSB, and the Sweeney Auto school, of Kansas City, WHB. This was announced as the firsc official conversation of its kind. By Ad Carter The Philadelphia, Incr DoMT , SEE VAWb So UAELV 'bouT HER

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Richmond Boy, ' Whitcomb Riley

all, and was a kind and honorable man. His friends knew htm as : "Jim Riley." He was very retiring and did not like to bo made over or i noticed. He waii fond of children and had hi.j picture taken with a I group of them just before he died. ! Eugene Brodrick, SB, Garfield 1 school. The Side Liner George and Rannie reminded people of a big Newfoundland, dog and a fox terrier. George was a bulky boy, big and slow moving; Rannie was a nervous little fellow who went along at a continual dog-trot. When tho boys went out for the high school football team, tha coach smiled a little at the earnest but undersized Rannie, but he gave George a quick, approving glance. Both started to practice. Rannie was knocked out the second day and had to stay out for a while; but he came to practice just the same, and all the time George was not on the' field the two of them sat together, while Rannie excitedly and shrilly gave George pointers and told him how fine he was coming along. Of course every one expected George to make the team, and of course, he did. They never expected Rannie to stay on the second team, but the coach, after watching tho friendship between the two, decided it wouldn't hurt to keep Rannie around. It proved the wise thing, for on the few days that Rannie didn't come out. George seemed nervous and bewildered. Some of the boys who had expected to make the second team and didn't, made remarks about that "shrimp" being kept on, when he hardly knew how to pick up a football, let alone do anything with it. Rannie heard the remark and grew more nervous, but they never dared to say anything in George's hearing. The season opened and Georgo made good in every game. Rannie was always by, ready to encourage and criticise at every chance, and at the same time he was keeping doggedly at his own practice. Ha was a little over-excited, and that is how It happened on the day of the big game with Stanerton that he was knocked out, when the sub.were on the field for a few. minutes of practice before the game. Rannie was up immediately, looking pale and rather shaky. "Where aro you hurt?" the coach demanded. Rannie insisted he wasn't hurt, but the coach ordered him to let the doctor have a look at him and then go home. George, who had been watching nervously, turned nearly as pale as Rannie. "Gosh," he exclaimed, "I I couldn't play with Rannie gone!" "I guess you're right," the coach smiled. "You're the bulk and Rannie's the spirit, and it takes the two to play the game. He can stay." All through the game Rannie was the excited side-liner, and when George made the touchdown, you'd have thought he'd done it himself. Then, knowing victory was sure, he crept over to let the doctor look at his arm. "Don't tell George," he said, "but it's broken, all right." That is why the coach always insists that Rannie i3 an "honorary member" of the first team. Autumn The leaves are falling to tha ground, The fires are burning all around; While to the Southland hieing. The little birds are flying. By Francis Hawekotte, 4A grade, St. John's school.