THE STTJAT OREGOXIAX, PORTXAXD, FEBRUARY 11, 1917.
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DESIGN FQR PRETTY CROCHETED LAMP SHADE IS SHOWN
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' XJsa old gold thread.
First l ow Ch. 8; Join.
Second row Ch. 8; ever ch. of 10 msi cluster et 4 treble finished to
gether; ch. 7 over same eh. of 10 make oluster of 6 trebles finished to
gether; repeat from 4 times and Join.
Third row Ch. 8, sL st. Into top of cluster; eh. 8, si. at. over oh. T; eh. S '
sL at. Into top of oluster; ch. 8. si. st. Into top of cluster; repeat from around
and Join.
Fourth iow EL st. to center of ch. 8, , make duster; ch. 8, treble over
next eh. 8; ch. 8, treble over next ch. 8, ch. 8; repeat from around and Join.
Fifth row EL st. to center of ch. 8, , ch. 18; treble over next ch. 8; re
peat from around and Join.
Sixth row SL st. to center of ch. 8, ch. 18, treble over next ch. 8; ch.
8; over next ch. 8 make 2 clusters separated by ch. 8; oh. I, treble over next
ch. 8; ch. 8; repeat from around and Join.
Eeventh row Like fifth row.
Eighth row SL st. to center of ch. 8, chT IS, , treble over next ch. 8; ch,
8, treble over next ch. 8; ch. 8, treble over next ch, 8; ch. 8. .treble over
treble; eh. 8; repeat from around and Join,
Ninth row SL st. to center of ch. 8, ch. 18; , cluster over next ch. 8;
, ch. 8, treble over next ch. 8, repeat from three times; ch, 8; repeat from
around and Join.
Tenth row Like fifth row.
Eleventh row SL et three stitches of ch. 8; over same eh. , make 2
clusters separated by ch. 8; , ch. 8; treble over next ch. 8; repeat from three
times eh. 8; over next ch. 8; repeat from around and Join. .
Twelfth row Like fifth row.
Thirteenth row Ch 13, treble over next ch.; treble over every ch. with
ch. S between, and over every cluster treble over treble all around and Join,
Fourteenth row Like fifth row.
Wind the frame with a binding; ribbon of gold color. Then for the lining
oover frame with gold colored china silk. Over: this cover with a mulberry,
colored chiia silk. Finish edge of shade with a gold fringe end head the
fringe with a gold beading.
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AND THE GAT CAME BACK
TTTHEN Mamma told Mary Jane to
WI put kitty outdoors for her regu
lar afternoon exercise, little did ebe
know what a time Mary Jane would
have In keeping kitty out. Mamma,
you see, had to go down town shop
ping and leave Mary Jane alone In
the house. But Mary Jane wasn't In
the least afraid, for she considered
herself- quite a "big grlrl" and not at
all afraid of noises or "things" in
the daytime.
But Mary Jane didn't exactly want
to put kitty out of doors, because It
was snowing very hard and the warm,
comfortable house seemed much more
inviting. However, Mary Jane always
obeyed her Mamma; so presently she
ptlcked kitty up from before the
cheerful fire and carried her to the
front door.
Kitty didn't want to go at alL In
deed, she protested as best she could
clawing at Mary Jane's dress and cry
ing most pitifully. But Mary Jane
remembered what her Mamma had
told her.
"There, there, kitty," said Mary Jane
In soothing tones, as she opened the
door and set kitty down upon the
front steps, "now don't you cry. You
know you have to go out and I'll let
you in again very soon. Whew! Isn't
It cold!"
Then she closed the door and re
turned to her comfortable chair b
fore the fire, where she was preparing
her arithmetic lesson for the next day.
She added a whole lot of numbers
over and over again to make certain
she done so correctly, mail:ed her
papers neatly, "Problem 1" and "Prob
lem 2," etc., and was really quite in
terested in her task when, suddenly,
she looked up and, lo and behold,
right there before the fire was kitty.
"My goodness!" exclaimed Mary Jane.
"How did you get in, kitty?- Come
here; you'll have to go out again."
So she picked up kitty, carried her
to the front door and put her out.
Five minutes later kitty suddenly
bobbed up again.
"Well!" exclaimed Mary Jane. And
she was so surprised that she could
say no more. But she began to think
"How does Kitty get back into the
house again? I know I closed the front
door and surely : Kitty couldn't have
opened it!" ,
Again poor Kitty was bundled out
Into the driving snow, and Mary Jane
set about finding how Kitty had got
back into the house. First she ex
amlned all windows; everyone was
closed. Then she tried the kitchen
door, but it was locked fast. Mary
Jane was minded to think for a while
that perhaps kitty had climbed up on
the roof and had come down the
chimney. But she laughed at herself
for such a foolish thought, for she
knew, of course, that such a thing
would be impossible. All the same.
the mystery puzzled her.
Imagine, then, her surprise to find.
when she returned to the library, that
Kitty was there, curled up as con
tented as you please and purring away
before the open fire. -
Once more Mary Jane put Kitty out
and In ten minutes Kitty came
walking Into the room again, from
the direction of the kitchen. But every
window In the kitchen . was shut and
the door locked, So Mary. Jane gave
up trying to solve the riddle and let
Kitty remain indoors.
Of. course, when mamma came home
Mary Jane told her all about it. But
mamma was not puzzled at all.
"Oh, that careless Robert!" Mamma
exclaimed. "I've told him time and
time again to make certain when he
comes to attend to the furnace that the
little cellar window over the coal bin
is closed. Kitty, you see, has found
"Xherej There, Kitty, Kim Dont Ten
Cry." .
he cried. "You're Just making up to
George!"
"I'm not!" answered Bob Joyce,
surprised and angry. "I nly told
the truth! I wouldn't go against my
own side, would I? You make me
tired!"
More words followed, and both boys
lost their tempers. Then later when
they met Just outside the school yard.
Sammy again began calling names
at Bob. He was sure he had been
right and he considered Bob a black
hearted traitor. Then the fight be
gan, with the other boys looking on
to see fair play, and TilUe crying and
wringing her bands. It wasn t. like
her kind, big-hearted Sammy to get
into a vicious fight.
Afterwards when Sammy got home.
his father called him from the living-
room.
"Son. he said sternly, "what have
you been doing to Bob Joyce? His
mother was here a while ago and she
said you beat him up."
I wish I'd killed him!" cried Sam
my, clenching his fists.
His mother turned pale. "Oh, Sam
my," ehe exclaimed, "don't! You'll
grow up to murder someone!"
He doesn t mean it. said rather
Roop. "Let me talk to him."
So Mother Roop went out of the
room, with a pained look on her face.
"You know what Bob got for fight
ing?" asked father Rop, turning to the
angry-boy.
GOOD OLD. VALENTINE
that when It Is open she can climb
right,; In, Jump down onto the coal,
comey up . the- steps and through the
kitchen, fl shall certainly speak to
Robert about It. again. But you did
rirbt, Marjr Jane, for you couldn't be
expected to know about that lrttle
window." . 0
So Mary Jane felt comforted.
But wasn't It smart of Kitty!
THe Valentine.
CJAMMY ROOP brushed his sister. Til
kj lie, aside and ran to the pump, where
he bathed his bleeding nose. Mean
while Bob Joyce got up from the
ground, all covered with mad, and ran
nome with a black eye. There had been
a Da t tie!
The worst part of it all was that
it naa Been about such a slllv trifle.
Sammy and Bob had been pals ever
since they could remember. That was
Just it! You see, Sammy thought
that on account of bis long friendship
with Bob, Bob was In duty bound to
take his side In everything. When
Bob disagreed with him during an ex
citing game and backed up someone
else, when Sammy was sure that boy
was wrong, why? It was more than
Sammy could stand!
"You aren't any friend of mine!"
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TO BE OR NOT TO BEV
bepunctuaL
be neat,
be prompt,
speak pleasantly,
stand erect,
smile brightly,
be frank,
be honest.
respect your parents.
obey your teacher.
reverence old age.
enunciate clearly.
be athletic
be cheerfuL
be exact.
be pure (n mind.
be pure in body.
be polite.
be helpful to the needy.
be able to hold your tongue.
be at the head.
be in good company.
be attentive to your own affairs.
be civil to Inferiors,
be mannerly.
be. kind to animals.
be thoughtfuL
be humble.
THE NEW BABY.
There isn't anything so sweet
As baby's little wrinkled feet.
Unless it is his funny hair
That grows so softly everywhere.
I wonder what he thinks about?
Oh milk. I guess or catnip tea;
I wonder now wbat makes him pout?
Perhaps it's Just the sight of me.
I wonder now what makes him cry?
His feelings hurt? He hasn t some
But there's a real tear in his eye
And goodness sakes, he's looking glum
ToBsme Twister.
I saw Esau kissing Kate, the fact is
we all three saw;
For I saw Esau, he saw me, and she
saw X saw Esau,
H, mother. Just see my beautiful
valentines," said Alice. "Aren't
they pretty? Thirteen of them, and
all for me."
You certainly are a lucky girl," said
mother, taking her little girl on her
lap. "St, Valentine must be very fond
of you."
'St. Valentine? Who was he?" asked
Alice. "I never knew there was a man
by that name. I thought it was Just
a oay." .
"No. indeed," replied mother. "St.
St. Valentine Wnm m Real Man TVaom
Everybody Lowd.
Valentine was a real man whom every
body loved."-
"Tell me all about him," pleaded
Alfee, so mother began:
"Long ago before people had steam
boats or trolley cars there lived in
the land across the sea a monk named
Valentine. He was a noble, unselfish
man who spent most of his time car
ing for tbe sick and cheering people
who were in trouble. The people loved
him and waited longingly for his
coming. As he grew older, he was
sick and unable to visit his friends.
Word was sent to him saying how
much het was missed. Then he got the
idea of writing to the sick and lonely
and sending them loving messages, as
he was unable to call on them. This
he did for the remainder of his life,
and so brought cheer and sunshine
where all had been gloom. When he
died tbe people said a man as good as
he surely was a saint, and so from
that time on he was called St. Valen
tine. People commemorated his birth
day (February 14) by sending one
another gifts and loving messages, and
the. custom grew: In auch favor that
now St- Valentine's day is celebrated
all over the world."
"Oh, what a lovely story," said Alice.
"How I would like to have known St.
Valentine."
"That cannot be, my daughter, but
you can strive to be like him. Bring
cheer and comfort to all whom you
meet and the world will be better for
your having lived."
"I will try my best," said Alice as
she kissed her mother good night.
Stick to Your Bush.
JtTLE'S father chaperoned a" crowd of
children In a berry , hunt through
the woods, and - he was very much
amused to see how the tots ran along,
following each other like a lot of
sheep. When one spied a bush on
which there was more fruit than on
the one where h was picking he would
call: "O-Oh, here is a full bush, come
along fellows, pick them." and they
would all flock over there and leave the
last bush discarded, even though there
were plenty of berries on it.
At last Jule s father called him aside
and said: "Son, you are tiring yourself
and gaining little. If you find a bush
.w4th berries on it stick to it until you
have stripped it. Don't ramble from
one spot to another in- the hopes of
finding" more. Stick to your bush."
In later years Jule had occasion to
thank his father for his good advice.
He did not do as so many of his friends
did. and leave a fairly good Job- and
spend weeks in trying to find a better
one. He stuck to his bush, and made
good in the end.
The lives of Washington and Lin
corn, two of our greatest Americans
whose birthday anniversaries come
within ten days of each other, in this
month, were true disciples of the motto
"Stick to Your Bush." They, by per
sistent effort in the right direction, ac
complished in childhood, youth and
manhood just what they set out to do.
The bushes were not always there
hanging with ripe fruit, but they knew
that they had berries to pick so they
sought the bush and when they found It
they stuck to it.
Washington helped to make a Nation,
and Lincoln helped to make that Nation
an honor among natlona Adopt their
motto when- next you undertake any
thing, and etlck to yourbnsh.
The Queen's Jewels.
ND so he married the beautiful
over the realm, and the two lived hap
pily ever after."
Mother closed the book of fairy tales
and took up her sewing. This was a
nightly performance at Mary's home;
it was called the "story hour," and then
Mary was allowed to ask mother as
many questions about the story, or
anything that came into her little mind,
and mother tried her best to satisfy
her curiosity.
"And do you think the poor girl,
after she was made queen, wore dia
monds and ermines, and do you 'spose
she had a crown!" Mary's aigh of con
tent as to the happy fate of the poor
Goose-girl in the story was only an
other evidence to her mother how she
lived and believed the stories she
heard.
"Yes, she probably received a beau
tiful crown from her husband."
"Oh, it must be grand to be a queen.
I wish I was one!" said the maid.
"And then what would you do?"
asked her mother.
"Why, I'd wear my crqwn. and I
would visit all my subjects and let
them share my happiness and wealth."
"Do you think real queens wear
their Jewels all the time?" Mother
smiled at her little daughter's intent
ness. "The Queen of England does, doesn't
she?" asked Mary.
"If she did she'd have to be pitied
instead of envied." said her mother,
"for the weight of the royal Jewels is
so great that they are worn only on
state occasions. The English crown"
contains about 3000 precious gems, of
which more than 2700 are diamonds."
"O-oo!" exclaimed Mary, "they must
be gorgeous. Did you ever see them?"
"No, but I read about the queen's
Jewels. The golden head-band con
tains about 240 precious pearls and
there are- also eight large sapphires
and eight emeralds in it. Knowing all
this, do you still think you'd like to
wear her jewels?"
"I should say not! I'm right glad
I don't have to trouble my head about
them, for they must be a great care,
even If she doesn't wear them. They
are well guarded at all times."
"Maybe I'm glad that I am Just a
little girl with a lovely mamma to tell
me stories." said Mary, snuggling up
to her mother.
A Useful and Pretty Gift.
SADIE was looking forward to the
month of February with great
pleasure, for. Judging by previous
years, the many holidays brought with
them plenty of diversion and fun. For
instance,- she had a - cousin that was
born on the' 12th, and as that was also
Lincoln's birthday and a half holiday
in school, her cousin gave a party and
Sadie acted as hostess for him.
Then there came St. Valentine's day
a few days later, and Sadie celebrated
the occasion by receiving andi sending
many pretty love tokens. And lastly,
on Washington's birthday she usually
had a-crowd of young folks up at her
house and merriment ran high.
Imagine, therefore, her a&dnesa and
disappointment when, on the very first
day of February, she fell and broke her
leg, and had to be laid up for at least
a month, with a plaster cast on her
sore leg.
"There surely must be something
that I can do for you," she said to
Mother. "You are wearing yourself
out waiting on me. See, my hands are
all right, and I want to use them in
your service. Please let me make some
thing for. you."
Mother thought a moment and then
her face lit up. "Yes. there is some
thing you can do for me, and it will
save me a deal of trouble, for I will
give it to Aunt Louise, whose birthday
comes on the 14th."
'Tell me what it is, for I love to
make valentines."
"I'll phone over to the stationer's
for 11 legal-size envelopes, and a pot
of paste, and when they come I'll tell
you more about it. In the meantime
look through this old magazine and
cut out a plature appropriate for each
month, beginning with February."
Sadie was a bright girl and she
seemed to grasp mother's meaning at
once. For February she found a pic
ture of a cherry tree and she cut it
out. ' March was represented by a
windy scene, and a boy's hat flying
off. April was easy as she found a
picture of a little girl under a large
umbrella walking calmly through the
pouring rain. For May she cut out a
little child walking through a field
of daisies, and June was represented
by a bunch of roses. A group of boys
playing soldiers was good for July,
and a man in a boat fishing made one
almost wish that August was here so
that one could catch a few trout with
the man. A picture of a schoolhouse
with tots trooping In would do for
September, and Sadie was quick to seize
it, while a tree laden with nuts, and
a boy gathering them from the ground
was Just the thing for October. Be-'
fore the envelopes arrived Sadie had
found the picture of a family enjoying
a turkey for November and a Christ
mas tree with children playing around
it for December. Then mother told
Sadie to paste each picture on an
envelope and to print the name of each
month next to Its picture.
Sadie spent a most enjoyable day.
working on this novel gift and when
all the envelopes were finished and the
bunch tied together with a pale blue
satin ribbon tbe whole made a practical
and lovely receptacle for clippings.
Mother had hit on the very thing for
Aunt Louise, because Aunt Louise was
a writer and she had been longing for
Just such a thing to put her notes and
clippings in. Sadie then made several
more and sent them as valentines to
her best friends.
TWO VALESTIVES.
Now Johnnie had two sweethearts once
And one was rich as cream.
The other one was very poor.
But pretty as a dream.
He sent them each a valentine;
The rich girl got so many
She didn't know which one was Ms,
And didn't cane a penny.
Tbe poor girl Just- received the one
And prized it ten times more
Than did her rival, who received
Love tokens by the score.
Now every year that little lass.
So very poor and shy.
Receives a lovely valentine.
The best that John can buy