The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, December 10, 1916, SECTION FIVE, Page 5, Image 66

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THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN; PORTLAND, DECE3IBER 10, 1916.
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Matce a fllet of 63 meshea squaxe.
Stretch well in a rame before filling in
the stitches. Use mh stick Sve
ei&htha of an . .ch, netting: needle Na
14 or 13. and No. 35 Barbour's linen
thread -or the mesh, and No. 40 for the
stitches. The darning: stitch is used 1-
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most throughout the pattern. The
leaves are made 'by stitching 3 loops of
thread the length of the leaves .nj'
stems over the net and darning the
loops back and ft- till filled in full.
Around the small figures make little
spider web figures.
To make a netting knot, make a lasso
loop of thread and pin securely to a
cushion or table cover. Fill netting
needle with thread and tie in loops.
Take mesh stizk in left hand between
thui b and first finger. Bring thread
second uud third fingers and mesh stick
and across to he left end hold thread
back with thumb, then bring thread to
the right and down under first, second,
and third- fingers; place needle through
loop on fingers und' mesh etick and
down over mesh stick and second and - through foundation loop (keeping thread
third fingers. Bring thread up back of held back by thumb back of r jedle):
draw needle through, holding second
loop with iourth finger. Release thread
from thumb and fingers in first loop,
draw thread through loop, holding sec
ond loop firmly with the fourth finger;
draw up looi held by fourt" finger;
release finger, pull through, forming
knot close to stick.
To make a square of netting.' tie
thread t foundation loop and net 2 loops
in foundation loop for first -w. Now
remove mesh stick from loops and net
3 loops for second row (to increase 1
1 p for each row. net twice In last loop
" of each row). Remove mesh stick from
loops to start each row. Increase each
row 1 loop until you have 1 aiore loop
than the square should number. Wren
this is done, make 1 row 1 without In
creasing or decreasing. In next row
begin to dec: - -.je by 1 by netting thm
last 2 loops of each row together in a
knot. Finish the last 2 loops over tito
thumb.
CHIPPY SQUIRREL'S FEAST
GAY little Chippy Squirrel raced
with himself, down one tree and
up to- the very tip-top branch of
another. There he paused and looked
over the neighborhood.
"I tell you what," he said to the tip
top branch, "there is no season Of the
year that can be compared with the
Autumn! How anybody can like the
(spring or the Summer or even the
"Winter, for that matter, is more than
I can see! To be sure, the Spring
brings fresh, tender twigs, the Summer
Sives me green nuts and choice grasses
ind the Winter lets me take a nice long
sleep. But think of the nuts of the
Autumn!" And, would you believe it?
Chippy actually smacked his lips and
licked his chops at the thought! It was
plain to see that Chippy liked good
things to eat! Weil, don't you? .
After looking around carefully for a
full minute. Chippy ran down the trunk
of the tree he had climbed, across the
stretch "of grass between and up the
hickory tree ciose by. Of all the trees
In the woods the hickory was his fa
vorite in the Autumn. Up at the top he
nestled down among the leaves and
gnawed out the meat of a choice big
ut.
Then he looked down and spied Top
py Cottontail.
"Hello, there, Toppy Cottontail." he
cried, "come on up and have a nut!"
Now of course Chippy very well
knew, had he stopped to think, that
Toppy could no more climb to the top
of a tall hickory tree than he could fly
to the moon. But he didn't stop to
think many folks don't, you know.
And Toppy, from his place in the
grass below, looked up at Chippy, saw
him happily, eating away on the deli
cious nut (Toppy knew it was delicious
by the way Chippy smacked his lips
as he ate), and became suddenly Jeal
ous. "Come up there? asked Toppy with
as much scorn and disgust as his de
sire for a nut like Chippy's would allow
him to show, "think I'd bother to climb
a tree? Not I!" ,
"But it's fun to climb a tree," ar
gued Chippy, "come on,. Toppy, come
up and have a nut with me. There are
a lot of big ones up here!"
But Toppy only turned up his nose
scornfuly and started away.
Now Chippy liked to play with Top
py (as Toppy very well knew) and he
dldn t want nim to go away.' So he
promptly came down from the high
hickory tree and brought a big nut for
Toppy as- he came. "Here, Toppy."
raid Chippy cordially, "if you don't like
climbing trees. I'll get the nuts for
you. 1 I don't mind climbing trees one
bit; in fact, I like .to do it. Come on
now and eat with me!"
Chippy dropped the nut right in
front of Toppy and sat down beside
him to finish his own. Toppy took the
nut in his teeth Just as he saw Chippy
was doing and took a great bite at the
shell. .Such a howl of pain and rage
as followed you never heard!
"Take it away! Take it away! Take
it out of my sight!" shrieked Toppy as
he nursed his hurt jaws. "I never want
to see a nut again."
"But thats' a good nut!" said the
puzzled Chippy. "What ever can be the
matter with you! I never saw anybody
act that way!" t
'."Maybe you never saw a rabbit try
to eat a squirrel's nut, either." replied
Toppy. who was getting over the worst
of the pain and beginning to figure out
what was the trouble. "I always eat
grasses and tender carrots or cab
bage," he added, "so maybe my teeth
are not sharp enough to eat nuts. I'll
leave nuts for you. Chippy. If we are
something, hut I don't know what iej
something is" (Toppy kept politely-
Mill ami let Chippy think in peace);
"oh. I know it's apples!"
"To be sure," replied Toppy, laugh
ing, "orchards always make people
think of apples. - But what about
them?"
Chippy maae no answer. Instead he
dropped his nut (which was nearly
eaten anyway, so he didn't lose much),
and ran round and round in the grass
as though searching for something.
Toppy watched him a minute and
then began to laugh. "What in the
world do you think you are doing.
Chippy?" he cried, "you look as though
you were chasing your tail! Surely
you are grown up enough not to do
such a thing as that!
But Chippy made no answer.
"Chippy Squirrel!" cried Toppy Cot
tontail, now half Inclined to be pro
voked, for Chippy surely did look silly
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A . II JT'S WELL TO HAVE PLENTY OF FOOD ON HAND.
to eat together we must find some
thing that will not give me such a
toothache." And he nursed his jaws and
rolled his eyes impressively.
"Something that will nt give you
the toothache," repeated Chippy. "Was
that the trouble with you when you
bit that good nut?"
"It must have been," answered Top
py, "for I pressed my teeth right into
it as you do,' and oh dear, how it did
hurt! Remember my teeth are made
for tender things. Now' what shall we
eat?" '
U-um. what shall we?" said Chippy
thoughtfully. "Let me see. Maybe yo-;
could eat beech nuts; they are so soft
that there is really no fun in cracking
them."
"Thank you. no; you may keep all
the nuts for yourself, beech or any
other kind, for yourself. I'll take some
thing tender or I'll go back to the or
chard where I. am sure of something
good."
"Orchard orchard." said Chippy
thoughtfully "irh&t makes aio think of
running around that way. "stop chas
ing yourself and talk to me!"
But Chippy made no answer.
' "Chippy Squirrel!" said Toppy stern
ly "if you don't "
"Here they are!" exclaimed Chippy.
Interrupting heedlessly, "I knew I
would find them if I kept on hunting.
Now we can have a feast that will suit
us both."
"What are you talking about?" asked
Tflppy. but he took pains to come close
so as to find out for himself if Chippy
was too occupied to answer.
"Apples, of course, you silly," replied
Chippyi laughing. "What else were we
talking about? And here they are."
Toppy looked in the grass where
Chippy pointed, and what do you sup
pose he saw? Two of the prettiest lit
tle red apples it had ever been his
pleasure to look at! It was his turn to
lick his chops and smack his lips now
and he did it hungrily. But he was
polite enough to ask, "how did you
know they were there. Chippy?"
'I imew they, wfcxa there because 1
put them there myself," said Chippy,
laughing. And .then - when he saw
Toppy's puzzled face he added, "when
I went over to the orchard this morn
ing I saw ' these two apples hanging!
men on Lilts iree. Ana, as no una was
about to see, I climbed up and brought
them here. Of course this time of the
year I myself .prefer nuts. But apples
such as these are not to be despised,
and it's well to have plenty of food on
hand; so I brought them here, and
hid them bo well that for the minute I
couldn't find them myself!" He laughed
and dragged the apples out from under
the grass.
"Here, help yourself. Toppy," he. said
cordialy. -
That was exactly, what Toppy was
aching to do, so he lost no time set
ting his teeth into the ripe red apple
Chippy poked over to him.
"I eat mine up here." said -Chippy.
"I feel safer." And putting the littla
apple between his teeth, he ran up to
the lowest branch of the tree and there
ate his apple as happily as Toppy on
the ground was eating his.
"A fine feast." said Toooy. licking
his lips, and. Chippy crunchingly agreed
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December 14, 1799
IN THE days of George Washington
Christmas was already celebrated in
the colonies. To be sure, it was not
made as much of as in these days, for
Santa Claus was then yet confining
most of his gifts and attentions to his
older friends, the people of Europe;
but the early Americans put. the season
aside for prayer, family reunions and
some merriment and the members of
the young Nation; rejoiced with each
other on this holiday.
Think,' then, rwhat their feelings
must have been in the year 1799. when
after loving George - Washington as
they had every cause to.' he djed on the
14th of December,-10 days before the
Christmas holidays. ' That' must have
been a sad season for the people of the
United States, perhaps the saddest our
country has ever known. George Wash
ington, their leader and worker! It
was John Marshall, one of the House of
Representatives, who passed the phrase
about him: "First in war, first in peace,
and first in the hearts of his country
men," five days after his death.
Washington -had' retired" from the
Presidency in 1797 and went to live the
plantation- life which he most loved,
surrounded by his" family and taking
care of his slaves. -
In 1798 he was made Commander-in-Chief
of the provisional army raised
in expectation of open war with France'
and in 1799, in the midst of his mili
tary preparations. . he was suddenly
taken ill. and died within a few days.
He was only 87 years old.
HOME-MADE CHRISTMAS GIFTS
Sure - Proof,
. Jack o" Lantern.
Banks Is young Featberly a respon
sible sort of person?
Brokes Yes. he's responsible for most
of the xai&taKea in our aepartmeat.
WERE you to ask your mother what
she would like best from you as
her Christmas present, she would de
cide on a home-made gift. This handy
needle 'case is easy to make. Cut two
pieces of cardboard in the shape of a
palette. Cover smoothly with fine Bilk.
Outline the word "Needles" on the
outside with heavy floss, and fasten
this cover to a few layers of white
flannel, also cut palette shape, with a
bow of contrasting ribbon.
Grandma would love a present
a personal touch. Sew a neat
rith
bag
for buttons and outline the word "But
tons" on the outside of the cloth with
some contrasting floss. Fill with a
few of every kind of useful buttons.'
Make this bandy pen-wiper for your
father. Cover a lead pencil with rib
bon and tie a ribbon-bow at the top,
also at the bottom. The bottom bow
holds several layers of chamois or
cloth in place. Scallop these pieces of
cloth for a finish. Teacher might also
be pleased with this handy Christmas
gift.
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This doll house for brother to make
for his little sisters is constructed out
of two wooden soap boxes nailed side
by side. One box is divided into two
rooms by nailing a board horizontally
through the center and tlje other in
four sections by nailing one board
horizontally and one vertically. Pa
per the lower rooms suitable for a
kitchen, parlor And dining-room, and
the upper for two bedrooms and bath.
This is merely the skeleton but many
pretty pouches can be added such as
chimney, front of house to work on
hinges, windows, porch and plenty of
paint to represent bricks, etc. Try it
and then give it ot her for a Christmas
gift.
ll THE TIME OF QUEEN ELIZABETH
MABEL was trotting along with her
father when he was showing their
new country home to a visitor. "Do
you like the wood-work?" asked their
father. x
"Very much," answered the visitor.
"I love 'your mahoginay doors in con
trast to the white paint. Are they
solid mahogany?"
"Yes. and hand-made." answered the
proud owner, and then he enlarged
on some of the features that made his
new home especially attractive to him.
When the caller had gone, - Mabel
.climbed on her father's knee and said:
"Daddy, why are you so proud of these
doors? Is solid mahogany better than
other wood?"
"Yes, mahogany is expensive wood,
-because it must be brought a long
way for us. The tree grows near the
Bay ot Honduras. It grows in the
ioreats and black, men. &re sent to cut
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It down. The tree takes a long time
to grow, longer than it takes a little
girl like you to grow into an old
woman."
"No wonder you are so fond of our
doors," Bald Mabel interested in ber
Dad's words. "Do you know anything
else about the tree?" she asked.
"I believe you are trying to worm
another story out of me, you little
puss." said her father pinching ber
cheek. lovingly.
"Will you tell me one?" pleaded
Mabel.
"It was in the time of Queen Eliza
beth." began her Dad. "and Sir Walter
Raleigh was voyaging in America."
"Where did he live, and who was
he?" asked the child whose knowledge
of English history was limited.
"He was an Englishman and a great
traveler in times when taking trips
either on land or sea was frought with
great danger. He sailed across the
Atlantic Ocean and reached Honduras,
which is way down at the very end
of Mexico. Here in a forest he found
the mahogany tree, and he got his
men to cut down a branch, which he
carried back to England. His boat
met with a slight mishap and he used
the mahogany wood to mend the
broken parts. A long time after this
another ship came back to England
carrying some boards of the mahog
any tree. The brother of that ship's
captain was a doctor, and he was
building a home for himself.
" "May I use these boards for my
doors?' he asked the captain. 'I like
the color.'
"'You may,' answered e brother,
but when the workmen tried to use it,
they grew angry because the wood
was so hard that it spoiled their tools.
The door idea was abandoned, but a
candle-box' was made out of a small
quantity of the wood.
" 'What a lovely box," said the Doc
tor's visitors, as he was showing them
through the house. Just as I did today.
'What kind of wood is it made of?"
" 'Mahogany.' N
"Where did you get it? they in
quired. "
" 'From America," he answered. 'My
brother brought it back."
" 'Who made the candle-box?' was
the next question, and before long that
cabinet-maker had made .a little for
tune." When Mabel's father ceased talking,
she gave him a kiss and thanked him
for telling hfr such a lovely story.
Which Do You LIKe Bextf
Summer time Is full of posies,
Pansies. buttercups and roses.
Heliotrope and daffodils.
Laughing brooks and flowered hills. .
Blossoms, blossoms everywhere
Giving perfume to the air!
Winter time is cold and blowing
Always raining, always snowing
Frosted panes and biting sleet.
Pftnl rtidhincr in t V r t ropt
St in Kin ears and aching nose.
Nipping fingers, frozen toes!
Summer nights are warm and lazy.
With the moon a trifle hazy.
Everybody sitting round
On the porch or on the ground;
Lazy, sleepy, gaping lot.
Never moving from the spot!
Winter nights are gay and jolly.
Open fires and bright red holly
Christmas fuu and Christmas treats
Santa Claus and bags of sweets!
I am sure that you have guessed
Winter time is much the best!
Soon Located.
"Are you the head of the house,
sir?" asked the agent.
"Why er." stammered the timorous
looking little man who had opened the
door.
"Henry." came a strident voice from
the rear, "what does that fellow
want?"
"Ahem! Would you mind telling the
head of the house that I would like to
speak to her, sir?" Birmingham Age-Heiald,
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