OREGON CITY COURIER, OREGON CITY, OREGON, MAY 15, 1919
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TRAINING LITTLE CHILDREN
Suggestions by mothers who have been kindergartners. Issued by the
United States Bureau of Education, Washington D. C, and the National
Kindergarten Association, 8 West Fortieth Street, New York. '
(By Mrs. Isabel S. Wallace)
How many things can be made by
folding ordinary wrapping paper
Soldier caps for small boys keep them
amused for a long time. A house and
furniture with a few cut-out dollies
make such busy little girls. After all
it is the simplest things that make
children happiest
When at my mother's home one
time my little girl folded and cut a
house, windows, doors and all. Her
grandmother was delighted and the
little one said, "We'll keep it to show
grandpa and I guess he'll say I am a
smart Tottie." With a little thought
mothers can leam how to fold and
teach their children to fold a number
of tljings. It is excellent practice in
accuracy and neatness, Desiaes anora
ine the joy of making something.
In a regular kindergarten all the
sets of blocks, which are of different
sizes, are kept in boxes with covers,
and each child puts his away careful
ly and correctly or else the cover will
not fit. Then all the sets are col
lected and packed in a closet by a few
of the children. Children love to help
keep things in orderand enjoy doing
it.
At home also, a child should have
a place for his toys. A playroom is
ideal, but if this cannot be provided,
some place surely can be found, even
in a small flat, which a child may
have for his very own to keep his
toys in. From the age of sixteen
months I insisted that my little girl
put her toys away neatly. We began
it as play, and now it is a habit. Of
course, sometimes she is in very much
of a hurry to do something else but
the toys are put away in the end
We made her a large drygoods box,
standing up on end. My husband put
cheap castors on it and two shelves
across it. There all the small toys
are kept. The blocks have their own
boxes; the small things have baskets;
and crayons, pictures and papers go
into a box with a cover. All of them
fit into the shelves; also the animals,
dolls' trunks, washtubs and many
other such things, The picture books
have a compartment in the large
bookcase. "A place for everything
and everything in its place," when
little folks have finished playing,
makes a good rule.
One day when my child was not at
home, a little girl came in for a visit.
I took her into the playroom and left,
her there very happy. After a short
time she went home. When I re
turned to the playroom I found every
thing so scattered over the floor that
there was, hardly room to walk. The
next timeHhe little girl came, I had a
talk with her. I have made it a rule,
and it is a hard rule to keep, for
some mothers are offended, that if a
child will not help put away the toys
carefully when he is ready to go home
then he cannot come back to play
with that toy again until he is ready
to do what I auk. My little girl was
playing at a neighbor's a few days
later. When it was time to come
home I went for her. The children
were cutting out pictures and had
made a dreadful mess on the table,
chairs and floor. I told my little girl
to help pick them up before putting
on her things. The mother said, "Oh,
that's all right, Sadie never picks up
scraps: I do that. So don't make
your little girl do it." And my child
smiled and calmly said, "It's all right,
Mother, I don't have to pick up here."
Then I told the mother about my rule
and explained that it wasn't mere
crankinoss on my part, but a desire
to form good habits in the children
and to develop character.
All children are naughty at times
and it is so hard to know how to deal
justly with them. One day when I
was very busy my little girl came in
from playing in the garden. I sup
pose she was tired and hungry, but
she did not herself know what was
the matter. She began to try a new
kind of naughtiness, lying down on
the floor, kicking and screaming and
saying naughty things to me. I was
amazed and quite puzzled as to how
to treat such a proceeding. At first
I ignored her, but she kept it up. I
asked a few questions in a kindly
way, but that seemed to fan the flame.
I was busy, in a hurry, warm and tir
ed and began to get very angry.
Nevertheless I realized that 'if I could
not control my temper,- I could not
expect a 5-year-olH child to do so. So
I pondered over what to do. Finally
I went and picked her up and carried
her to a chair where we both sat, or
flopped down, as it was no easy task
carrying a kicking, crying mass of
humanity. I never said a word, but
rocked her quietly. After a little
while she stopped, and I began to
sing softly. She almost went to
sleep. Then I knew she -was simnlv
over-tired, and I was so thankful that
I had not indulged my own temper in
any way. After a short time we had
lunch and then she went to bed for
her afternoon nap. She slept hours,
repairing the wasted energy and
nerves in blessed sleep. She has
never tried that trick again.
l nnd a word of praise goes so
much further than blame, and the
bright eyes give back such a grateful
look.
Thin the Garden Plants
"Many home gardeners make -a
mistake in not leaving enough space
between plants for best development,"
says Prof. A. G. Boufuet, head of
vegetable gardening at 0. A. C.
"Thinning should be done before the
plants begin to crowd and to grow
slender and weak. Pull up the infer
ior plants leaving the best standing
at the right distance apart in the
row. Head lettuce should have 8 to
10 inches, radish 1 inch, beets, car
rots, onions and parsnips 2 to 3
inches, and sugar corn, squash, cu
cumbers and pumpkins should have
threo vigorous plants, not crowding
each other, to the hill.
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The Sediment
Test
Heat destroys ordinary oil
forming a deep layer of sedi
ment. Veedol resists heat and reduces
sediment about 80, because it
is made by the Faulkner
Process.
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9th and Main
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VEEDOG
Notice
Notice is hereby given that I will
not be responsible for any debts
hereafter contracted or incurred by
my wife, Bertha Gozcfsky, who is
living separato and apart from me,
without my consent.
JOSEPH F. GOZEFSKY.
Twilight Society to Meet
The Ladies' Aid Society, of Twi
light, will meet at the home of Mrs.
Paul Ellings tomorrow afternoon
(Friday), at 2 o'clock. Refreshments
will be served and a program render
ed. The society extends a cordial in
vitation to all who care to attend.
Era of Speechlessness.
"You haven't made a speech In some
time."
"Why make a speech?" said Senator
Sorghum. "With ull this war news
they wouldn't print it, nnd If they did
print It, nobody would send It."
Not Mandatory.
"What are you going to order for
breakfast?" asked the waiter.
"Order?" repented the man with a
precise manner. "I shouldn't think of
ordering. But I will venture defer
entially to request a boiled egg and a
cup of coffee.
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I" Somewhere !
I in France"!
with
Arthur Guy Empey
I Author of "OVER THE TOP" 1
(Continued)
Blighty! "What
Hopes?"
By
Sergeant Arthur Guy
Empey
Author of "Over the Top,"
"First Call," Etc,
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Mr. Empey's Experi-encesDuringHisSeven-teen
Months in theFirst
Line Trenches of the
British Army in France
(Oopjrlgbt, M17, bT tub Mediate Newipaper
bjnilicatej
The battle of the Somme was still
raging. I had been hit by three rifle
bullets, one through the left cheek,
the other two through the left shoul
der, while engaged In a trench raid
for prisoners, and was on my journey
to Blighty.
I remember being carried down a
flight of steps and placed on a white
table In a brightly lighted room, a
doctor and a sergeant bending over
me a delicious drink of ale, then the
whispered word "chloroform;" some
thing like a gas helmet being placed
over my nose and mouth, a couple of
long, Indrawn, gasping breaths, a
rumbling In my ears ; then the skyline
of New York suddenly appeared. This
was quickly followed by the Statue
of Liberty shaking hands with the
Singer building; a rushing, hissing
eound In my ears, like escaping steam,
and then blackness.
I opened my eyes. I was lying on
a stretcher, covered with blankets, In
a low-roofed, wooden building. Across
the way from me was a long row of
stretchers, each stretcher holding a
wounded Tommy, some lying flat, oth
ers propped up by folded blankets.
Others were sitting on their stretchers
tenderly caressing an arm bound up
with white bandages.
Occasionally a stretcher, reclining
on which was a muddy and bloody
soldier, would be carried down the
aisle by two stretcher bearers. This
stretcher would be placed In an open
space In the row opposite.
I could hear a hum of conversation
all about me, and as my brain cleared
snatches of It became Intelligible.
My right hand seemed to be in a
vise. I could not release It. Squirm
ing In bed, which sent a sharp, shoot
ing pain through my left slioulder, I
tried with my unbandaged eye to see
what was holding my wrist
A Royal Army Medical corps "man
was sitting on the floor at the head of
my stretcher, and had my wrist in his
grasp. He was about twenty years
old, and looked dog-tired; his chin
would gradually sink to his chest, as
If he were falling asleep; then he
would suddenly sturt, lift up his head
with a jerk, and stare around the
room. Pretty soon his eyelids would
slowly close. I gave my arm a tug
and he quickly opened his eyes; then
across his face flashed a smile. To
me It appeared like the sun rising from
behind a hill at daybreak. That smile
sent a warm glow through me. I be
lieve that right then I was in love
with his boyish face. Then he opened
his mouth and, as is usual In such
cases, spoiled It all:
"Strafe me pink, but you do tyke
your own bloomln' time to come out
o' chloroform. 'Ere I've been, bloody
well balmy, a 'oldln' your bloomln'
pulse."
Out of the corner of my mouth I
asked him:
"Where am I?"
Still smiling, he hnlled a stretcher
bearer across the way.
"I sye, 'Awklns, this blighter wants
"What's the Matter? Am I Wounded?"
a bloomln' map of Frawnce; 'e wants
to know where 'e is."
'Awklns, across the way, answered:
"Tell Mm 'e's bloomln' well In Snra
Isaac's fish 'ouse down Tottenham
Court Road, awaitln' for 'Is order o'
fish and chips."
This brought a general laugh from
the Tommies opposite me and on my
right and left.
Somewhat Incensed at their merri
ment T
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1 "ljuit your kidding; for the love tf
Mike, have some sense. What's the
matter? Am I wounded?"
The stretcher bearer, still with the
sunny smile on his face, which made
me feel a little ashamed at my resent
ment, answered:
"Naw, you ain't wounded, myte.
You just 'appened to fall down In
the bloomln' road and one o' those
blinkin' tanks crawled over you."
This rather frightened me, and In
a pleading voice I asked:
"Please tell me; what Is the matter
with me?"
The stretcher bearer leaned over
and read from a little tag pinned to
my tunic:
"G. S. W. left face (two) left
shoulder. Cot."
Then he carried on :
"H'it means that you 'ave a rifle
bullet through the left side of your
clock (face) and two bullets through
your left shoulder, and that you're a
cot case, which means that you won't
'ave to bloody well walk. Two of us
poor blokes will 'ave to carry you on
a stretcher. You sure are a lucky
bloke; pretty cushy, I calls It."
I asked him if the wounds were good
for Blighty.
He answered:
"Yes, you're good for Blighty, and
Pm a-thlnkin' that they're good for a
ilscharge. That left h'arm o' your'n
will be out o' commission for the rest
your life. Your wife, If you've got
sne, will bloomln' well ave to cut
Four meat for you, that Is if you're
ucky enough to get any blinkin' meat
n the pension the Top 'Ats 'ome will
and you."
A feeling of pride surged through
me. In a hospital of wounded soldiers
severely wounded case Is more or
less looked up to, while a man with a
superficial wound is treated as an or
llnary mortal. I could read respect,
perhaps intermixed with a little envy,
n the eyes of the surrounding Tom-
riles and medical men.
The door at the end of the ward
spened. A howl came from the cot at
rty right, and a gruff Irish voice
mouted :
"Close that damned door. You
bloomln' hospital men have no slnse
it all. Here I am, knocked atyout by a
shell, and the likes o' youse puts me
n a bloody draft. It's a good thing we
have a navy; with the likes o' you
blokes In the army, we certainly need
ane."
A snicker went up from the patients.
Then a Tommy on my left answered
this outburst with:
"Bloody nerve, I call It. 'Ere 'e Is,
covered with blankets, and grousln
about a little drawft, and not many
hours back 'e was lyln' In a bloomln'
shell 'ole, with the wind a-blowln' the
tvhlskers off '1m, and 'e n-prayln' for
stretcher bearers. 'I'll wager a quid 'e
belongs to the Royal Irish Rifles."
The man on my right retorted :
"Naw, I'm not In the Royal Irish
Rifles, but I belong to a good outfit
the Royal Dublin Fusiliers, and I can
lick the man that says they ain't."
Just then, from a corner of the ward,
came the voice of a stretcher bearer:
"Jones, get the M, O. (medical of
ficer). Hurry up quick this poor
bloke's a-goln' west."
The man holding my hand suddenly
released Ji's grip, and rising to his feet
hurriedly left the ward. A dead si
lence ensued. I tried to turn In the
direction from which the first voice
had come, but the sharp pain in my
shoulder warned me that It was useless.
In a few seconds the door opened
and I could hear low voices down In
the corner. I could see the Tommies
around me intently gazing in the di
rection of the voices. After a few
minutes the door opened again, then
closed, and Jones came back. I looked
up at him and he solemnly nodded.
One more son of Britain had paid
the toll of war.
My unbandaged eye suddenly be
came cloudy and misty and a hot tear
rolled down my cheek.
The door at the other end of the
ward opened and two stretcher benr
ers entered, going In the direction of
the dead man. Pretty soon they left
the ward, carrying a stretcher, on
which was a still form covered with a
blanket. The Irishman on my. right
was repeating to himself:
"Poor bloke, poor bloke; he sure
done his bit, and It won't be long be
fore he'll be pushln up the daisies
somewhere in France. And before this
war Is over, there'll be lots more in the
same fix."
One of the Tommies, In an effort to
be brave, addressed Jones:
What's 'Is nyme, Mike? What bat
talion Is 'e from?"
Jones answered:
"James Collins, a lance corporal out
of the Royal Warwlcks ; five machine
gun bullets through the right lung-hemorrhage."
The door opened again and two
stretcher bearers entered, carrying a
Tommy, his head lying flat, and a
smell of ether pervaded the ward. We '
kne-v it was a case from the Pictures
(operating room). The stretcher bear
er;; placed him on the right of the
Irishman.
Jones now left me, and, getting a lit
tle while linsiu, went over to the Hew
arrival. The Tommies turned Inquir
ing looks In his direction. Answering
these glances, he read from the tag
pinned to the tunic of the patient:
"Shell wound, left foot amputa
tion."
Then and there I knew that I had
lost my prestige.
In a short while the form on the
stretcher began to mumble. This
mumbling soon turned to singing ; that
Tommy sure could sing! He must have
been a comedian In civilian life,, be
cause the Tommies were soon roaring
with laughter; so was I, as much as
my wounds would permit. Harry Tate,
the famous English comedian, In his
palmiest days, never had a more ap
preciative audience. After a while fee
singing ceased, and the Tommies be
gan conversing among themselves. The
main topic was "Blighty What
Hopes?" Each one was hoping bis
wound was serious enough for him to
be sent to England. The stretcher
bearers were being pestered with ques
tions as to what chance the Tommies
had of reaching their coveted goal. I
believe they all envied the man under
ether, because, with a left foot miss
in1.', he was sure to be sent to Blighty.
15 Per Cent
Reduction
ON ALL OF OUR
Diamond Tires
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from our Diamond Tire dis
tributors that from now on,
to sell all Diamond Tires at
a 15 reduction. This will
mean a big saving to you on
your tires and at the same
time allow you to buy for
less money.
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A sergeant major'df the Royal Army
Medical corps entered the ward. The
medical men promptly 'stood at atten
tion, except one or two who were
taking care of serious cases. The ser
geant major ordered:
"Get this ward in shape. The M. O.
Is coming through In five minutes to
Inspect cases and 'clear out.' "
The medical men went from cot to
cot, carefully smoothing out blankets,
tucking In loose ends and picking up
"fag ends" (cigarette butts).
The sergeant major left.
In about ten minutes the door
opened again and, with a smart "shun"
from the sergeant major a dead si
lence reigned in the ward. The medi
cal men all came to attention, then
the doctor entered, followed by a
clerk and a R. A. M. G. sergeant. He
stopped at each cot, carefully read
the tag on the wounded man occupy
Ing it, passed a few remarks which
the clerk jotted down on a pad of
paper, and as he left each wounded
soldier he made a cheering remark to
him.
When he came to me be asked:
"Well, how are you feeling, my
lad?" at the same time stooping over
my tag.
"Hum three rifle bullets; well, my
lucky fellow, It means England for
you."
I could have kissed that doctor.
Then he passed to the Irishman on
my right. Stooping over him, he eald :
"How are you, my lad?"
The Iilshman answered:
Tm d d sick and I want to get
out of here ; I want to get out of here,
out of this draft Every tin minutes
they're openln' and a-shuttln' that
door."
The doctor, with a wink, turned to
the R. A. M. O. sergeant and said:
"Shrapnel, left foot, knee and right
breast. I see no reason why this
man won't be ready for duty In a
couple of days."
The Irishman, with a yell, an-
Bwered :
"Dooty ; how the h 1 can I do dooty
when I can't walk?"
The doctor answered :
"That will be all right, my lad.
We'll fix you up with a cushy job at
brigade headquarters, pounding a
typewriter."
The Irishman, with a groan of dis
gust, addressing nobody In particu
lar, sighed:
"Out since Mons, and I end up
workln' a bloody typewriter at head
quarters. Stick me In skirts and I'll
go as a manicurist."
The doctor, paying no attention to
this remark, went to the next case
and soon left the ward.
As soon as the door closed a string
of oaths came from the Irishman :
'Poundln' a typewriter
at headquarters; just like the bloody
British army ; what In h 1 do I know
about one of those wrltln' machines?
Just my luck. Why couldn't that
shell have hit me In the hands. But
( s'pose If I'd lost my bloody hands
they'd made a tight-rope walker out
me. Win this war what hopes?"
The Tommies were eagerly ques
tioning each other:
"What did he sye to you?" "Are
you good for Blighty?" "He marked
England on my tag!" "What does
base hospital mean? Does It mean
that Tm to stick It out In this bloody
mud while you- blokes are a-goln' to
Blighty?" etc.
Pretty soon a stretcher bearer en
tered, carrying a little oblong green
box, which, we all knew, contained
cigarettes. He was greeted with a
chQU,s of: J
E. H. COOPER M. R. COOPER
CouMty Agenla
OREGON FIRE RELIEF ASSOCIATION
FARMERS MUTUAL FIRE RELIEF
ASSOCIATION
ad a a umber ol other fjod
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ALSO
AUTOMOBILE, SICK and ACCIDENT
INSURANCE .
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Better Call Vm Up
The E. H. Cooper Insurance Agency.
EiUbliahcd 1902
OREGON CITY, OREGON
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It Means Quick mobilization of ' guns and
men for national protection.
It Means Commercial and agricultural de
velopment of seven Oregon coast
counties Clatsop, Tillamook, Lin
coln, Lane, Douglas, Coos, Curry.
It Means The opening of a year-round paved
road from British Columbia to the
Mexican border.
It Means The opening to sportsmen of the
county's fishing and hunting para
dise. It Means The employment of thousands of
skilled mechanics and laboring
men in its construction.
It Means That Uncle Sam will match every
state dollar for construction and
will maintain the highway forever.
You owe it to your country you owe it to
your state, to go to the polls at the
special state election June 3 and
vote 31 OX Yes
For the Roosevelt Highway
Oregon's Road to Prosperity
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KENT WILSON NOW HOME
FROM FOREIGN SERVICE
Sergeant Kent Wilson, son of
Sheriff Wilson, arrived from France
in Portland Wednesday. He was giv
en a royal welcome by friends from
this city, who met the young hero at
the Union station in Portland when
the train pulled in with Oregon boys
from overseas. Sergeant Wilson has
been with a hospital unit in France
and Germany for the past two years,
and has had many exciting exper
iences while serving his country over
seas. The following friends and rel
atives journeyed to Portland yester
day to meet the young soldier: Miss
Glyde Schuebel, Miss Edith Alldredge,
Miss Jessie Paddock, Miss Ruth Mil
ler, Mrs. W. C. Green, Mr, and Mrs.
M. P. Chapman; Mrs Frank Moore,
Miss Alma Moore, Miss Florence
Moore, Mr. and Mrs". W, J. Wilson,
Gordon Wilson, Rollan Wilson.
Testing Improves Dairy Herds
The 877 cows tested in Oregon dur
ing February averaged 502.75 pounds
milk and 21.65 pounds fat. The best
association was the Nestuoca, 358
cows averaging 770 pounds milk and
30.5 pounds fat. The best herd was
William Glick's of Nostucca, 11 cows
averaging 951 pounds milk and 40,40
pounds fat. The best cow, William
Glick's grade Jersey, Cream, gave
1228 pounds milk containing 67,5
pounds fat, "Run these figures over
again," says the 0, A. C, press bul
letin, "and see whether it pays to
test." E. L. Westover, of the college
dairy department, will help the com
munity organize for testing.
Build Now.
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